Bugging Out

by No Pony

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Changelings, Anon, Original Character, Second Person, Comedy, Queen Chrysalis, Sex, Profanity, Pharynx, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 161906

You never really did care much for bugs. So it'd figure that after being magically displaced into pastel pony world, you get kidnapped by pony-sized bugs.

Life's shitty enough when you get dragged from your home to a world of talking ponies so colorful your eyes start to hurt. Then throw in the fact that you quickly get kidnapped by a species of love eating bugs the size of ponies, and you're in hell... or are you?

(Featured! Holy crap! This is a first for me, thank you very much!)

Published 2018-09-30 03:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-11-14 00:17:57 UTC

I Hate Bugs

"Wake up prisoner! The Queen wishes to see you!" a raspy voice hissed out maliciously.

Your eye cracks open marginally, a groan escaping you as you roll onto your side, your stupidly hard 'bed' being made of nothing more than... whatever the rest of the Changeling hive was made of. You never paid attention in school, but you think it was bug vomit or something. When the sight of the two pony-shaped bug guards entered your narrowed field of vision, you gave them a glare... or tried. Seeing as your eyes were hardly open, you just ended up shutting them hard.

"Fuck you, I'm sleeping." you grumbled, turning away so they were at your back.

A growl indicated the guard that spoke to you did not like that, followed by a series of hoofsteps as he approached you. "Listen here you hairless ape, nopony denies the Queen her desires, it'll be our heads and yours if you-" he began to bark out at you, but you swung back to face him, arm extended to pound your fist on his head like an alarm clock. The blow ended up knocking him to the floor, earning a squeal of surprise from the other guard, backing up until he hit the opposite wall.

"Tell Holey-ness that if she wants to talk to me, she can come get me herself." you grumbled, shooting the remaining guard a death glare that made his knees knock together.

In response, you heard a hoity laugh from beyond the entrance to your cell, followed by the entrance of the aforementioned queen, shooting you a coy look beneath the unkempt mane that always reminded you of seaweed. You'd seen her every day for the past week since your kidnapping from Canterlot, and seeing as you'd only been there just over a week as well, her appearance was pretty standard for you. Or at least as standard as it could be while trying to process the fact you were stuck in magic horsey world, where the average citizen just barely came up to your waist. It seemed only the Alicorn Princesses and Queen Chrysalis could actually come up to your eye level. You'd be lying if it didn't give you a bit of a power trip.

"My dearest Anon, you are simply a delight to watch. I would ever so love to get a taste of you, if you'd be so inclined. I can make it well worth your while after all." Chrysalis purred, the tone reminding you of that cougar that hit on you that one time. It took all you had to keep from shuddering, cause then she'd know she could get to you.

"Yeah, well, I'm not exactly attracted to bugs or horses, so horse-bugs are another level of no for me." you mutter, pushing yourself into an upright position. You weren't going to get any sleep at this point, so you may as well accept it.

Giving a disappointed sigh, Chrysalis strode into the little room she had appointed as your prison, one of her forelegs kicking the guard on the floor to the side so she could stand before you. "I expected as much. We did jump the gun a bit when we kidnapped you. Usually I'd woo you in whatever shape best appeals to you, to the point you'd be simply enchanted with me, allowing me to drain the love out of you like the sweetest of nectar." she acknowledged, her face drifting towards yours, causing you to lean back.

"Yeah, I... I know this. You told me on Day One... what's with the exposition?" you asked, lifting a brow at her curiously. You already knew the answer. Ponies were weird and Changelings weren't much better.

Giving an annoyed huff, Chrysalis pulled away, choosing to sit on her flank now. "I'm a Queen, the sound of my voice is a blessing to my people. You should honestly feel honored that I choose to gift it to you as often as I do."

"Can I return it? Maybe get an exchange? I could really use some better sheets, maybe an actual mattress." you quickly counter, tossing aside the poorly weaved sheet made of leaves. Fucking. Leaves.

"The only mattress in the hive is in my room, which I'm more than willing to share." Chrysalis purred, making you shudder this time. Stupid horse-bug cougar. This earned a short laugh from her, but she didn't wait for you to vocalize a response. "Regardless, I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that Celestia has agreed to send an ambassador to negotiate the terms of your release. I knew she would eventually. You're one of a kind, she simply has to have you in her hooves."

Trying to ignore the implication Chrysalis was giving about Celestia, you asked "What's taking Sunbutt so long? I've been stuck in this hellhole for long enough as it is... Is it because I said she had a fat ass? Cause I meant that in a good way. Not that I want to fuck her, but I can still appreciate a fine butt."

Chrysalis had to stomp her hoof on the floor a few times, snickering at your nickname for the princess, as well as what you had to say about her. "Oh Anon, you simply are too much! Why, I have every intention of making things as difficult as possible for these negotiations, just to have you close at hoof. They will be as long and hard as possible... much as I enjoy all things." she said, her tongue running over her fangs, making you think it wasn't love as much as lust that these creepy bugs needed. Why couldn't they be as repulsed by you as you were of them? Probably cause they thrived on interspecies stuff.

Taking your silence as a sign she should continue, Chrysalis elaborated. "Regardless, she hadn't agreed to negotiations until now because she was trying to take you back by force. Shows how truly self-righteous she is, miserable bitch." Chrysalis muttered with a roll of her eyes. "But of course, it's a futile effort. My hive is a fortress. Anti-pony magic, aerial and ground troops on constant patrol, and I've found more than a couple of... deterrents to help keep any standing pony army from trying to march upon us anyways." Chrysalis added, a sinister undertone as she said 'deterrents'.

"So she stopped trying to take me back and is willing to trade." you reiterated flatly, wishing she'd have just gotten to the point.

"Indeed. But as I stated, I plan on making things difficult. If not only because I know how truly valuable a treasure you are now, both in her eyes and my own, but because I want to make her suffer for daring to defy me!" Chrysalis acknowledged, her hoof stamping down as her voice rose in anger.

You weren't intimidated, simply rolling your eyes and standing, grunting as you heard a few bones pop. At your full height, you were essentially taller than Chrysalis still, your eyes just a little over her own, but her horn technically made her taller than you, just as it had with Celestia. "So why'd you come down her to tell me all this, if not just to torment me and say I'll probably be stuck here for a while longer?" you asked, stretching your limbs to help limber up.

Rising to her own hooves, Chrysalis smirked at you. "I was going to let you know that since we've finally entered this phase, I've decided to allow you free roam of the hive."

That actually had your interest.

"You're just going to let me wander around wherever I want?"

"Yes and no." she said with a shrug, glancing over her shoulder for a moment. "I've already determined there's nothing you can really do to damage my efforts here, outside of harassing my subjects, but why deny you a good time? After all, I'm always willing to show you one." she stated, lifting her brows knowingly at you. Hearing you groan, she continued "But I can't risk anything, you're simply too valuable. So I'll be assigning you a dedicated guard."

"M-m-m-me?" the guard behind Chrysalis whimpered, earning him a contemptuous glare from Chrysalis.

"Not you, you sniveling worm! Get out of here!" she barked. Her twisted horn lit up, encompassing the knocked out guard in a magical aura, sending him flying at his cohort. "And take this filth with you!"

"Queen Chrysalis, winner of the Humanitarian of the Year award." you joked while watching the guard pull his companion out of the room. Then you questioned if 'humanitarian' was even a word here. Would it be Ponytarian? Or Equestritarian? And then would it be different for Chrysalis? Changelingtarian? Dammit, these were the hard hitting questions you had to know the answers to.

You were pulled out of your stupor as another Changeling entered the room. They looked like pretty much every other Changeling did, but with some differences. Their eyes were more of a violet color than the typical blue with matching back armor, ears that seemed less ragged than most, and a somewhat more slender throat. The sharp set of their glare made them the almost pleasing differences offset.

Turning back to you, Chrysalis said "This is the guard I was speaking of. Her name is Apocrita, one of my elites. I've instructed her to look after you and follow any command you issue, with the exception of a few that I believe would lead to any... treacherous actions on your part."

"Her?" was the first thing that came out of your mouth, eyeing the Changeling more, unable to really tell. You had half figured that Chrysalis was the only female in the hive, although you did remember a few things about colony insects that said most were usually sterile females, but this was going way over your head.

"Yes, her. Don't tell me you're some sort of misogynist." Chrysalis said, giving a click of her tongue. "Seriously Anon, your cruelty to my subjects is a delight for me as well, but that's a form of malice that's hardly becoming. I thought better of you."

"What? No, fuck that. I think you're all equally shitty." you quickly counter. "It's just... I thought... never mind."

Chrysalis gave you a long look, before shrugging and turning back to Apocrita. "Well? Don't just stand there, introduce yourself."

The Changeling took a few steps forward before letting her wings flare out to her sides. "My apologies, my queen." she said, giving a bow. "I am Apocrita, my lady's elite guard and now yours. It is my... duty to serve you, Anon." she declared. You couldn't help but notice the hesitation, like she had been searching for the right word before choosing duty. Probably wasn't her honor or pleasure to serve anyone but her queen.

"... I'm going to call you Ap for short." you respond. There was a moment where Apocrita's mouth opened in what seemed to be defiance, but a venomous look from Chrysalis cut her short.

"If that is your wish, sir." she acknowledged begrudgingly.

"Simply excellent!" Chrysalis nearly squealed, her hooves tapping together. "Now come, I have much to do today, and I'm sure Anon is simply dying to tour the hive, but first, let us get some food in us... unless, you're willing to give me something to eat right here, Anon." Chrysalis announced, her eyes shooting back to you with a sultry look.

You chose to walk past Chrysalis, earning a shocked look from Apocrita as you made your way out of the room. "Sorry, but you don't have a mini-fridge in here, so I don't have any snacks." you retorted, choosing to ignore the obvious implications of her words.

Chrysalis merely chuckled and followed after you, her wings flicking out a few times as she did so. "I'll crack you eventually, Anon, and when I do, it's just going to taste all the sweeter, like a fine wine."

"I bet." you muttered. "Thirsty bitch."

Author's Note

Always love me some Anon stories, but so few do anything with him/you outside of Ponyville or Canterlot. Figured it'd be fun to see what it'd be like if he was stuck with someone else.

Tour Troubles

"You disgust me"

Apocrita blinked, stopping to stare at you, only to realize you weren't going to stop either and hurried to catch up to you. "Why do you say that?" she asked, her violet bug eyes narrowing at you.

Striding through the hallway, if you could even call it that, you tried to see if there was anything in it that might be of use. Not a secret way out or hidden weapon. You already figured the Changelings would dogpile you if you really got out of hand, but you still wanted... something. Your focus waned to disinterest quickly, deciding to answer her after a full minute of silence.

"Because, you ate that shit like you hadn't had a meal in weeks." you grumbled, shuddering at the thought of it. You learned quickly in your stay that Changelings could survive off of more than just love. It made sense, because outside the occasional poor pony that they'd kidnap, they really had little to go around. Good for you in the sense that you had something to eat then, but bad in the sense that it was absolute shit. Fermented swamp plants, grubs, and what you think was literal shit. You always stuck to the former two, not testing the foul smelling brown stuff they put on your plate.

Apocrita actually growled at your accusation. "I'll have you know that you're being served luxury food. That was second only to love itself. It's about the only reason I accepted this assignment." Apocrita explained. You think she was giving an eye roll, but those bug eyes, they're just so weird you can't tell.

"Ah, so you're saying you were bribed to do this job. I guess it's not something anyone was lining up to do." you snickered, pleased that this was apparently going to be as miserable for her as it was for you.

"Of course not. The only the reason the rest of us tolerate a hairless ape like you is because Queen Chrysalis commands it. Far be it from me to see what she sees in you." Apocrita scoffed, her head shaking from side-to-side as she doubted her merciless leader.

"Does that include insulting her favorite hostage to his face? Seems like I could submit a complaint to your HR department on that." you point out, making her mouth set in a firm line. You actually liked the bit of attitude she gave you now that Chrysalis was off doing business, it made her more than the typical drone you'd had to interact with while cramped up in that room for the past week, but you didn't need her to know that.

And then you got sidetracked thinking about your HR comment. She probably didn't know what Human Resources was, because, ya know, "Human". Was it Pony Resources? Or was it Changeling Resources? Dammit, those hard hitting questions were always in your face. That and your Attention Deficit Disorder. You really should have gotten diagnosed and got some meds to go with that, but they'd probably be gone after being sucked into magic pony land.

"Where are we going?" Apocrita suddenly interjected, drawing you out of your pointless internal prattling.

"How the hell should I know? I've been stuck in a room for the past week. I figured you were taking me somewhere." you answered, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly.

"I'm following you. If you wanted to go somewhere, then I'd have to lead you." Apocrita pointed out, her pace picking up as she moved to your side, but seemed ready to overtake you any moment.

"Like I really want to stare at scrawny horse-bug butt." you mutter, getting a nasty look from your guard. "Fine, fine, just... I don't know, take me on a tour. Show me what your hive has to offer."

Apocrita seemed to suppress a growl as she mumbled "From elite guard to babysitting tour guide, that meal wasn't worth it."

"I thought being in my presence was the greatest perk of all." you shot at her, letting her know full well you overheard her complaints.

"Whatever." she grumbled, ears drooping as she trotted forward. "Since we're close by, lets take a look at the nursery. Best to introduce the baby to babies."

"I'd be more pissed off about that if you didn't remind me of a question I had." you said, following as Apocrita led you down a side passage, bringing you to a long hallway that ended in a set of double doors. "So, you're a female, apparently, and Chrysalis-"

"QUEEN Chrysalis" Apocrita interrupted, shooting you a glare over her shoulder.

"Queen Rapebug" you amended, giving her a shit-eating grin, despite your refusal to eat shit. "She's obviously a female. And you're insects, but not fully, I think." you rambled, just as Apocrita began to open the doors. "I was wondering, do the regular females give birth, or is Chrysalis the only one popping out babies? Because I can totally see her doing that considering she's obviously a total slu-UUOHH GOD! WHAT IS THAT!?" you shouted, your offensive questions and insults about the bug-ponies cut short as you laid eyes upon the contents of the room.

It seemed to be a fairly large chamber, with numerous passages leading to other places you couldn't quite see, but that was irrelevant. What mattered was that both the floor and ceiling seemed to be covered in gross green egg. Those on the ceiling seemed held together by some weird mucus like substance... which was probably just mucus. Those on the ground seemed to all be cracked open or in the process of shaking to free their precious cargo.

Only, the cargo looked like an absolute nightmare. Small, white grub-like larva with black spots on their backs and angry little Changeling faces crawled around the floor, constantly hissing and waggling their tongues at, well, just about everything. The Changelings were hard enough to look at, but these were just... these would be in your nightmares tonight. God knows they looked enough like the grubs they fed you for breakfast. In fact... were they?

Apocrita gave you a confused look as she ventured further into the room, her presence drawing the attention of several larvae. The hissing masses of ugly proceeded to crawl over to her, climbing up her legs and nestling between the holes in her legs, making you want to vomit the breakfast up.

"They're larvae, obviously." she stated, lifting one of her forelegs up to bring some of the wiggling monsters closer to her face, where it proceeded to hiss at her. "Don't tell me you've never seen a baby before." she said, giving you a deadpan look.

"No, I've seen babies before. Babies are cute. I've even seen fillies before you guys ninjaed me out of Canterlot, and those little bastards were fucking adorable. But these? These are... Christ, this looks like Satan had a drunken threeway with an angry cat and oversized maggot, then had the baby aborted, only to find to his deepest shame it didn't die!" you exclaimed. Part of you was proud of that disgusted tirade, one for the record books. Apocrita on the other hand shot you a hard look.

"And here I thought we Changelings were ferocious." she spat coldly, kicking all her legs one at a time to get rid of the little passenger critters. "I'm not saying we're cute, but even we have standards on insulting an infant." she added, trotting back over to the door, refusing to look at you. "It's for the best you keep denying our majesty what she wants. She'd end up dying of starvation trying to get anything from you." she threw in.

You just stared at her for a moment, not really sure how to respond. You were no saint, so you weren't going to deny that your words were harsher than they had any right to be, but something about the scorn in her words made you feel cold. They were the love sucking monsters here, not you, so where did she get off with the moral high ground bullshit?

Regardless, you shook it off and quickly hurried after her when you heard approaching hissing from the disgusting worms.

The walk to your next destination went in relative silence. You'd tried to spark up a conversation a few times, but to no avail... of course, to be fair, you'd tried to do so by picking at Apocrita's nerves. Minor things, like if she ever got anything stuck in the holes in her legs before, or maybe if she intentionally puts things in them because it's a kinky thing for Changelings.

When she finally stopped, you almost ran into her from the abruptness of it, leading you to windmilling your arms to keep balance. She glanced back to see you hovering over her and quickly stepped to the side, timed perfectly so that you'd still end up falling forward without anything to cushion your fall. You almost didn't hear it through your own yelp of pain, but you could swear you heard her giggle at your misfortune. You probably deserved it, but when you shot her a glare, she seemed to have a totally innocent (for a murderous love-eating bug monster) look on her face.

"Looks like karma's coming for you." Apocrita said with a sneer, waiting for you to pick yourself up off the floor.

Grumbling as you pushed yourself up, you shot back "Seriously? You're going to talk to me about karma for shit talking your babies and asking totally legit questions about your swiss cheese legs? Karma decide to turn a blind eye to you guys kidnapping me or all the ponies that you guys drain the love out of?"

Frowning in response, Apocrita moved on, declining to answer your question. Instead, her wings began to flitter about, slowly lifting her body off the ground as she hovered forward. It was at this point that you realized that you were in another wide open space. It wasn't outside, but it was a positively huge chamber, which seemed dug into the ground with a massive pit, once more filled with Changelings. Thankfully for you, they were actually of the mature, less disgusting variety. Approaching the pit, you saw that while there were many Changelings flying about, there were just as many on the ground.

"This is Carapace Colosseum." Apocrita began to explain, motioning one hole-filled hoof out to the rest of the chamber, bringing your attention to a number of seat like structures in the hive walls. "Whenever we get our hooves on a dangerous beast, we bring them here for entertainment. Even better when we have a resilient pony to force them to fight against." Apocrita stated, a somewhat sadistic gleam in her eyes as she thought about past shows.

You weren't really surprised that the Changelings were interested in bloodsports stuff. If anything, you had to admit, you missed the more interesting, action packed entertainment from your world when you were in Canterlot. Sure, the ponies were really nice and all, but you couldn't help but notice that they were incredibly soft. Figuratively and literally. Most didn't seem to have a bad bone in their bodies, and would respond to your whining with hugs to lessen your pain. It was adorable in a 'Have a shot of pure diabetes inducing sweetness' sort of way. So the Changelings were sort of a nice change of pace for your more crass behavior. Made you feel like less of a monster... mostly.

"That's great and all, but I'm not seeing a whole lot of pony vs. monster action right now." you stated, looking down into the pit. All you saw were Changelings, gathered around, focused on something further in. It was hard to see with those flying around blocking your view.

Turning back to the pit, Apocrita gave a disappointed sigh. "Yes, well, we only get so lucky. More often than not, we end up using the Colosseum to train and test ourselves against one another. It's how most of the elite guard end up standing tall over the rest." she explained.

As she did so, you were finally able to get a glimpse of what the Changelings were focused on. Several of them were surrounding and closing in on another of their own kind. What made it stand out was, like Apocrita, this Changeling had differences in their body. Purple eyes and back armor, with blue wings, and even a red fin and tail compared to others. You had to admit, he kinda looked badass.

Your feelings increased quickly as the Changelings surrounding him charged. Two behind him made a flying leap, clearly trying to get him in a blind spot, but you saw his ears twitch minutely. Rearing up on his forelegs, his rear legs coiled, tensing up before shooting out to deliver a double kick, each hoof striking his attackers right in the face. You were pretty sure you saw some fangs fly off as the two fell to the ground.

As his hooves came back to meet the ground though, three more Changelings charged from the front, one coming straight for his head while the other two seemed to be coming in at an angle. The more distinguished Changeling only seemed to smirk, kicking off the ground so he'd dive head first into the one before him, delivering a headbutt that drove the short horn atop his head into the side of his opponent's chest, sending a sudden spurt of green out that came with an anguished cry.

The forward motion had also surprised the other two, who clearly thought he'd have stayed in place, now having to halt their movements to readjust. This gave the single Changeling a chance to shake his head, throwing the enemy on his horn off of him, potentially goring him further in the process, as well as whipping the green blood into the eyes of the other two.

While it didn't seem like enough to absolutely blind them, it did make them flinch for a moment longer. Using this, he extended his wings to the fullest, stretching them out just enough that they struck the other two in the face. It didn't seem particularly painful, if anything it was comedic, it kept them in place as he lifted himself off the ground, then rotating so that his forelegs went toward one of his opponents and his back legs toward the other. He grabbed the both of them by the head between his hooves and continued to rotate, building speed while holding them, until he at last let go, sending the two flying away.

The display earned a roar from the crowd, some flying down to congratulate the victor, who seemed proud of his accomplishment, but at the same time wanting more. Even you had to stop yourself from shouting out, one of your arms already poised to punch the air in excitement.

When the thrill died down a bit, your mind raced with new questions, and you turned back to Apocrita, who seemed equally impressed with the display. "Hey, I got another question for you."

Apocrita looked back to you, a frown growing on her face, the reminder that you were here and her problem ruining the mood for her. "I'll just go back to ignoring you until we get to the next destination." she stated, already hovering back to the entryway.

"Come on, this one isn't even offensive... at least, I don't think it is." you pondered, already seeing how it could be.

Sighing, the violet-eyed Changeling gave you a look. "Spill it."

"Okay, so, I noticed that pretty much all of you guys look alike. Like, exactly alike. See, this is the part that seems like it's offensive, say that to the wrong people on my world and you get your ass kicked." you stated. You'd never been in that position, but seen more than a few guys who were on the receiving hate for that comment.

"Of course we are, we're all Changelings, it should be obvious." your guard stated, already losing interest.

"Yeah, yeah, but like, you and that guy down there, you're not. You guys have different eyes and armor and other... stuff. Like his fin things." you pointed out. "Do you guys just choose to look different with your shapeshifting powers? And why just you guys?"

Apocrita actually seemed surprised by the consideration of your question. "Actually a little observant, aren't you?" she muttered, but gave you no time to actually answer. She was learning rhetorical questions weren't good around you. "To answer your question, this is what we look like on our own, no shapeshifting. Myself and him, Pharynx, we're... special, and not just because we're elites. Rather, we're likely elites because we're special."

"Care to sprinkle some exposition on that answer? I've kind of got a thing for spice." you pushed, arms crossed over your chest, getting a bit more interested.

She seemed irritated by the way you phrased it, but Apocrita continued on willingly. "As you pointed out, most Changelings look the same, and honestly have very little differences behaviorally from one to another, almost totally dependent on Queen Chrysalis for guidance. But there's usually one in every brood that is special. They're smarter, usually faster and stronger too, among other things. The increased intelligence lets them develop an actual personality and individuality. These are the Changelings that our queen prizes for their ability to truly act on their own, to provide for her when she needs something new. And because of how we are, this usually affects how we actually look." Apocrita explained, her chest puffing out a bit as she exhibited pride in her outstanding status among creepy horse-bugs.

"Huh, so, not a total hive mind. Duly noted." you declared, stroking your chin thoughtfully as you made your way out of the Carapace Colosseum. "That actually brings me to another question."

"Go ahead, I'm feeling generous." Apocrita said, hovering up beside you, a smile still on her face from the chance to bask in the glory that was being special and getting to brag about it.

"Good, cause you never did answer my question about where all the larvae come from earlier. You got me thinking that Queen Slutbug's the mommy, and she fucks you guys to make more, which means you're all a bunch of incest babi-"

You didn't get the chance to finish the question as Apocrita's foreleg shot out, delivering a swift punch (or was it kick) to your arm, shoving you into the wall and making you fall over. "GAH! Fucking hell you bitch!?"

"I'm regretting my life choices now." the abusive guard muttered, continuing on, not caring if you'd catch up or not.

"This is the last stop for today. You want to see more, I'll show you later, but I can only put up with so much." Apocrita mumbled, having gone completely monotone as it seemed she'd already given up on either expecting anything good out of your or even being pissed off.

You were still rubbing your arm, which still hurt from the bug-beast's blow. You questioned how a limb full of holes could deliver such a painful strike, but dropped the thought as you looked out, finding that the tunnel she had led you through ended not in another chamber, but outside.

Apparently you were in some sort of spire in the hive, because you were several stories up, making it clear that if you tried to escape here, you'd probably just fall to your death. Not that even you were that stupid to try and run away here, seeing as your dedicated guard was right beside you and, true to her word, you could see platoons of Changelings flying and marching around, preparing for any oncoming assault by the armies of Equestria. Even without them though, you doubted you'd dare to make such a move.

The land surrounding the hive was an absolute wasteland. You wanted to say it was simply a desert, but the numerous sharp, craggy sections told you the land was simply devoid of all life. There were barren trees here and there, but they looked like they were petrified fragments of a land that could have once been prosperous. Far off on the horizon, visible to you only because of your elevation, you could see the glimmer of green that indicated there was a forest somewhere, but only after a miles long trek in an unforgiving world.

"This was... not what I was expecting at all." you stated, crouching down so you could sit on the ledge. You noticed Apocrita flinched for a moment, either worried that you'd fall or thinking that you were trying to escape, but she relaxed when you just sat there, letting your legs dangle. "Considering how buggy you guys are, I thought you'd live in a swamp or something. I mean, shit, you had those plants and grubs for breakfast. Those sure as hell don't come from here."

Sighing, Apocrita levitated down, until she was right beside you, then planted herself into a sitting position, looking out over the devastating sight sprawling in all directions. "I already told you, that was a luxury meal. Our liege sends troops to collect only the finest of meals for her. The rest of us make due with the fungi we grow in the lowest chambers. I suppose you wouldn't understand how difficult it is for us to survive here."

"I guess I wouldn't." you admitted with a shrug, like it was the most menial thing in the world. "But then, why don't you just move? Build a new hive somewhere else?"

Apocrita scoffed, taking her eyes off the landscape to visibly express her disapproval of your simple words with them. "Because a harsh place like this is the only place we are safe. Ponies hate our kind for what we must, emphasis on MUST, do to survive. Our hive can produce anti-pony magic, but if we were to settle in a swamp or anywhere else that can support life, then ponies would be able to camp, hide, and make their attacks without worry. By living out in the middle of this wasteland, we guarantee that nopony can come after us."

"Wow, and here I thought in marshmallow pony land, the idea of military tactics would be nonexistent." you said, a little impressed. "Probably should have seen that coming when I saw the gorefest earlier though." you added under your breath.

Apocrita gave a snort, shaking her head. "I don't understand how a creature like you can still joke around so much. I brought you up here to show you that escape is hopeless, you're not getting out of here until Queen Chrysalis allows it, and that'll only happen when they march a ponies up here to keep us well fed. All for something as lowly as you."

"Well, yeah, I have to keep joking. Otherwise the terrorists win." you said, a half-smile gracing your face. "You're the terrorists by the way. You hide in your victim's nation, commit terrible acts, kidnap innocent people, and live in a shit hole with the express intent that it's a huge pain for people to come after you... I'm going going to start calling your leader Queen Chyrsal-ISIS."

The response given to you was a confused, somewhat disgusted look. "I have no idea what that means, but I get the feeling I should be offended and probably wouldn't be in the wrong for pushing you over the ledge right now.

"Probably not." you admitted with a shrug, pushing yourself back to your feet to avoid giving her the chance. "Anyways, I think I'm tired enough of looking at this dump for now. Lets go get something to eat. I think I can actually manage watching you scarf down that shit without throwing up... including the literal shit." you stated, turning to head back down the tunnel, given you'd have no idea where you were going.

Apocrita raised a brow at you as she trotted after. "Wait, is that what you think we were eating? That's disgusting. It's actually..."

Author's Note

Wow! I was not expecting to get featured on the front page after the first chapter! Keep up the love people and I'll keep providing! I feed off of it!... Wait... Shit.

Hostage Negotiations For Dummies

"Wake up Anon, the Queen wishes to see you." an irritated voice demanded.

You were used to that wake up by now, stupid guards always trying to demand things of you before they got knocked out. Then you'd really be awoken by the creepy sexual harassing queen walking in and praising you for abusing her subjects and making some sort of declaration that you'd get freaky.

Except, this voice seemed less arrogantly demanding and more... legitimately annoyed.

Rolling over, you cracked an eye and spied the violet-eyed Changeling that had been assigned to you. Oh right, that shit happened yesterday. You'd sort of been hoping the whole thing was a nightmare and that you were still in Canterlot. Or even falling into Pastel-Pony-Playland, trademarked, would be a dream in and of itself and you'd awaken in your home to find you fell asleep watching cartoons and porn at the same time again.

"Bite me, Ap." you mumbled, rolling back away from her. You'd half forgotten you gave her a nickname, if only to annoy her, but you did your best thinking when you were barely conscious after all.

"My pleasure." she responded, the tone actually somewhat happy. So much for doing your best thinking when tired, because it took you until after you felt a pair of fangs sink into your ass did you realize she was actually going to do it.

You jumped with a shout, limbs flailing so frantically, you ended up pushing yourself off your shitty excuse for a bed and onto the floor. Groaning as you landed on your tailbone, arching your back to try and lift yourself away from the pain, you winced up at Apocrita, who merely smirked down at you.

"You realize Queen Swiss-Legs will have your head for taking a bite out of this beautiful ass that she adores." you hissed out, trying carefully not to aggravate the sore spots as you rose to your feet.

You got the feeling she was rolling her eyes as she turned her back on you. "Please, I didn't even break the skin. Maybe if my liege knew what a baby you were, she'd realize you weren't worth her interest, then we could just execute you." she spat back with such venom, you were worried you'd be infected from the bite.

"You're just jealous you ain't got these buns. Creepy ass horse-bug... ass." you mumbled, rubbing your sore backside as you stood up straight. "Dammit, you bite holes through my pants and boxers. I only have one pair of each!" you shouted, looking back to see the spots her fangs pierced through, showing some of your skin. "They only just got the measurements right for spare clothes back in Canterlot when you assholes kidnapped me."

"I should have left you in the nursery with the other infants yesterday." Apocrita retorted, one of her back legs quickly snapping out, not quite kicking you so much as jabbing just the tip of her hoof into your shin. "Lets get going, Queen Chrysalis wishes to have breakfast with you again, for some reason. Then we'll be sitting in on the first round of negotiations for your release."

You hissed once more as she hit you, even the barest of her hoof jabbing out into your shin hurting like a bitch. God she was abusive. You should have called her Every Ex-Girlfriend instead, cause she'd fit right in with the rest, although they at least had sex with your... or at least a blowjob.

Regardless, you started to walk forward, which prompted Apocrita to moving ahead to lead you. "First round of negotiations, huh? Who's to say we can't just agree on whatever it takes to get me the hell out of here and save us both the headache?"

Apocrita scoffed, a slight smile coming to her face, although it seemed more than a bit malicious. "Trust me, I'd agree to that faster than I'd slit your throat if I could."

"Hurtful. Emotionally this time. Perhaps more so than the actual physical abuse." you whined.

Ignoring your statement, she continued "You've clearly never dealt with a high-end political hostage situation before, so let me break it down for you. The ambassador will come in and ask what our demands our. Queen Chrysalis will then issue a number of pony slaves whose love we can drain waaaaaaaay more than you're worth." She then whispered "One is more than you're worth as it is."

"You know, it's amazing how amazing the acoustics in these disgusting bug vomit walled hallways are. You can hear everything." you pointed out, letting her know you full well heard her, although you doubted she was really trying to hide it in the first place.

Once more ignoring you, Apocrita said "The ambassador will of course deny whatever number we put out, likely having a predetermined number of 'acceptable losses' given to them by the princesses, but they will do their best to avoid hitting that number and try to low ball us. Then will begin the back-and-forth, us trying to explain why our numbers are acceptable and the ambassador trying to state why it's simply impossible. They'll likely try to offer a little more than what they initially offered and we may drop our number a bit, but nobody is going to agree and they'll head back to Canterlot with the numbers we've issued and revise with the princesses what to offer next. They'll come back and do the whole thing over again, each slowly closing the gap until an agreement is made."

You stared at Apocrita as she led you through the hallway, staying silent long enough that it clearly disturbed her. Casting a look at you over her shoulder, she asked "What?"

"You guys... really have this down. Like, Christ, you sound like you could make an instruction manual on the thing." you stated, for some reason apparently making Apocrita proud as she puffed out her chest. "It's also really sad you're so bad at it too." you quickly add in, deflating her swelling pride. "Seriously, if you were really good at it, you'd just convince them right away to give you what you want and be done with it. Shame on you, I almost thought better of you."

"Like you could do any better!" she shot back at you, turning her nose up and marching forward at a fast pace.

"Maybe I will! Put me in charge of it and I'll get you bitches for days!" you shout, picking up the pace, only to slow down almost immediately, the pain in your ass flaring up again. Note to self: Apocrita is a literal pain in your ass. Make sure she knows that.

The Changeling guard was about to respond, but silenced herself as she realized you two had already come upon the dining room, Chrysalis already seated at the head of the table and looking excited to see you both, or rather just you.

"Anon, my darling, so glad to see you once again. My day hasn't started until I lay eyes upon you." the horse-bug queen greeted. Then, letting her lids drop into a more sultry look, propping her chin up on one hole-filled foreleg, she added "But my life won't truly start until lay with you."

"Guess you're going to be stillborn then, cause it ain't happening." you quickly countered, limping toward the table. As slight as it was, Chrysalis and her ever observant eye for you took quick notice.

"Why Anon, whatever happened to you?" Chrysalis asked, something that might have been legitimate concern in her voice, although it seemed more like the concern a person had for damage to something they owned than for another living being. Her gaze quickly shot over to Apocrita, eyes narrowing into a deadly glare that actually chilled your blood, reminding you that despite her insistence on trying to bed you, Chrysalis was actually far more sinister than a sexual predator. "I thought I had my elite guard looking after you. Perhaps I was mistaken." she hissed out.

You were fairly certain bugs couldn't sweat, but you were starting to regret following Apocrita in, because you were positive she was about to shit herself, and that was not a sight you wanted. The way she froze up, you'd figure she was just an exoskeleton at this point, even though there were still some of the weird, oddly furry parts. She seemed scared and oddly resigned to whatever punishment Chrysalis was already brewing up for taking a bite of your ass. Part of you considered that she deserved it cause, ya know, she did bite your ass. But then, you figured nobody deserved whatever Chrysalis did to them... plus, you'd have to train a whole new guard to be your daily bitch, and you just got her. Yeah, got with that one.

"Actually, I just fell out of bed this morning, got jabbed in the ass because of that stupid... whatever that stuff is it's made out of. Maybe we can get me something less pointy?" you implied, walking past Apocrita, the action seeming to dispel the frozen fear she had.

Chysalis' gaze lingered for a moment longer, but quickly shifted back to you as you came to sit near her. "I see... well, I was hoping you'd eventually break on the bed issue and simply join me, but if I must protect my interests, we'll tell the ambassador to bring you something the next time he comes by." she accepted. You got the feeling she didn't totally believe your lie, but she wasn't about to upset her hopeful boy toy. The perks that came with being so damn charming.

Apocrita looked hesitantly between the two of you before taking her place at the table as well, granted it yesterday as a perk of being your guard. "Still, I apologize my queen, I will do better to make sure no harm comes to Anon during his stay here." she declared, trying to say it with some strength, but a clear tone of regret in her voice.

Waving a hoof before her dismissively, Chrysalis replied "Let us just move on, accidents happen and I, in my infinite kindness, am willing to forgive." Then, shooting you yet another seductive look, her hoof coming forward to stroke your arm, she said "Although I do want to make sure that the only reason my dear Anon is limping is because he bucked me. So. Very. Hard."

"... I'm not sure I can eat breakfast anymore."

After forcing yourself to eat breakfast, despite Chrysalis hitting on you non-stop, you followed the queen, and were in turn followed by Apocrita, to the throne room. You'd actually only been in it once so far, when you were first brought into the hive and presented to Chrysalis. You called her a disgusting abomination that should be hit with insecticide and she said she was going to ride you like a horse before you returned to Canterlot. You questioned the horse part at the time, but now you realized that was truly the beginning of a horrible, and hopefully short, relationship.

The room large, not more so than the Carapace Colosseum, but still impressively so, with a huge and painfully sharp looking throne at the center of it. Chrysalis wasted no time in taking her position atop it, basking in the way it made her tower more so over everyone in the room than she already did. She gave a sadistic sort of smile as her eyes traveled over her subjects, the guards at complete attention, although the look became more... hungry when she looked to you.

You quickly noticed that next to the pointy throne that looked like someone stole a prop from Game of Thrones, there was another throne. It was significantly smaller and far less pointy, but it had some elevation as well.

"I hope you don't mind Anon, but I can't have you sitting on my throne with me while the ambassador is here. It sends the wrong sort of message, you must understand. But I couldn't bare to leave you on the same level as the rest of the worms, so I had a lesser throne built just for you." Chrysalis elaborated, the tone of her voice indicating she thought she was being so very generous right now. "Go on, take a seat. I even had a cushion built into it for you."

"Thaaaaaanks." you said, unsure what to expect. While not as tall as Chrysalis' throne, it was still elevated to the point you had to plant your hands on the seat and push yourself up, Apocrita standing off to the side and watching without offering any help whatsoever. You tried your best not to grunt, realizing you really needed to invest in some push ups since you had nothing better to do, and nearly collapsed against the back of the oversized chair.

The 'cushion' as Chrysalis put it seemed like it was some sort of weaved silk, stuffed with... water? Like, it was a water bed, shifting oddly beneath your ass, but it didn't seem to slosh around quite the same. You considered what it could be, then quickly decided against it. Better off not knowing.

"Simply excellent! You look so fine sitting there, even if I do think you'd be far better off next to me." Chrysalis applauded, tapping her hooves together. "But we'll have to discuss the expansions to my throne once we've better situated our relationship. For now, bring in the ambassador!"

You didn't get the chance to argue that there was no relationship when a pair of Changeling guards marched forward, adorned in dark armor. Standing between the two was a unicorn stallion with a grey coat of fur and flowing white mane and beard. You had to stare at the beard in particular, so perfectly full and groomed. Damn you wish you had that beard. You almost neglected to notice the fact he had a short purple cape with a golden accent on that stopped just before his cutie mark of a two pony silhouettes, one blue and one pink, apparently shaking hooves.

"For our lady, Lord Strong Words of Canterlot!" one of the guards announced, he and his cohort bowing before stepping off to the side to ingratiate themselves with the twin rows of guards lining the room.

The unicorn gave a quick bow as well, then staring without fear at Chrysalis. "Queen Chrysalis, may I thank you for agreeing to meet with me on behalf of my lady, Princess Celestia, as well as having the opportunity to confirm that Sir Anon is well." Strong Words announced.

"Of course, you always have my blessing to thank me for all the good that I do." Chrysalis quickly stated, a mocking sneer on her face. "And as you can see, Anon is fine and well."

"The hell I am." you stated, drawing looks from Chrysalis and Strong Words. "I've been sexually harassed from the moment I was brought here, forced to eat what I believed was literal shit, and my ass hurts... that last part has nothing to do with the sexual harassment, so don't you dare think about it that way you damn perv."

Strong Words' mouth opened, clearly taken aback by the way you just spoke to him. He seemed less certain with what to say or do about you than the fact he had been brought into the hive of Equestria's greatest enemy. He even gave Chrysalis a look, as if expecting an answer from her, but she only stared back at him with a slight shrug and the statement "If it was up to me, I would be responsible for his ass hurting, but he's playing hard to get."

"I... I, um, w-well, lets begin the negotiations, shall we?" he offered, choosing to move past your interruption.

"Agreed." Chrysalis stated, nodding to a guard who moved forward, providing Strong Words a chair, clearly wanting to keep him down there and herself up on her throne. "Now, in the week that I've spent with Anon, I've been able to assess his true worth, and I must say, he is truly priceless." she announced, light gleaming off one of her fangs as she gave a winning grin. "I mean, he's one of a kind, an absolutely lovely specimen to look at, and a true delight to have around the hive. Honestly, the very idea of giving him up is breaking my cold, black heart."

Damn, if Chrysalis was as good at sucking your dick literally as she was figuratively, you'd been missing out. Maybe when the negotiations were done for the day, you'd let her put that silver tongue to use... probably not though. That maw was full of sharp ass fangs and you preferred your dick without bite marks.

"Princess Celestia and Princess Luna both fully understand that and have instructed me to offer what I believe to be a very generous concession for the safe return of Sir Anon." Strong Words acknowledged, giving another respectful bow of his head. "I am prepared to offer you-"

"We will accept nothing less than the entirety of Ponyville!" you bellow, slamming your fist down on your own throne. "Ow, missed the fucking pillow." you whine, rubbing your hand as everyone in the room, from the lowest of guards to Chrysalis herself, looked at you incredulously.

"W-wait, hold on a moment." Strong Words stuttered, trying to recover from the sudden demand.

"Such a bold declaration Anon, even I didn't think to demand so much." Chrysalis admitted, her brow lifted curiously, but the look in her eye showing all the more interest.

"But he's the hostage, he shouldn't be negotiating at all!" Strong Words quickly protested, looking between you and Chrysalis frantically.

"It's okay guys, I understand. Apocrita gave me the run down on how this plays out earlier." you assured the two.

"Please don't involve me in this." Apocrita quietly plead.

"Well I want to at least hear him out. I mean, this is his fate we're talking about. Shouldn't he have a say?" Chrysalis implored, giving Strong Words only the quickest of glances.

"Hear me out." you state, holding your hands up, trying to draw them in. "We all know I'm basically an endangered species. I'm priceless, Chrysalis said so herself and you agreed. So clearly Sunbutt and Moonpie are willing to pay whatever the price is. Hell, we could be asking for a thousand ponies and I'm absolutely positive that they'd agree to that!" you confidently declare.

"I heard Sunbutt from you before, but Moonpie?" Chrysalis inquired, apparently more drawn in by that aspect of your rant than the numbers.

"It's a snack with chocolate, graham cracker, and marshmallow filling." you explain. "I picked it cause she's got the moon, and if I had to choose a pony to stuff full of my marshmallow filling, it'd be her." you elaborate, the second part drawing an irritated snort from the queen.

"Let us back up for a moment!" Strong Words quickly interjected, drawing Chrysalis attention away from your pick in pony fucks. "I can assure you that we will not be handing over a thousand ponies or Ponyville! Why would you even suggest it!?" he shouted, the raised volume drawing a hiss from the guards that made him shrink back in his seat.

Her eyes shifting back to you, Chrysalis nodded her head. "Indeed Anon, why Ponyville of all places? From my understanding, you've never even been there."

"True, I haven't." you agreed with a shrug. "But that bitch Twilight Sparkle does."

"Please don't refer to the Princess of Friendship a... bitch, as you called it." Strong Words groaned.

"I never knew you had such strong feelings for, or rather against, her." Chrysalis stated, further amused by your motivations.

"Of course I do. When I first showed up in Equestria, all the princesses gathered in Canterlot to see what they could do for me. I'm kind of a big deal after all." you stated like it was information anybody should know.

"You ego is so fucking huge right now." Apocrita muttered, trying to hide her face in her hooves, clearly embarrassed that she had to stand by your throne as your guard.

"One, Ego is the name of my penis, and you're right, it's fucking enormous. Two, made you use one of my swears, haha!" you laughed, jumping on the chance to both further embarrass Apocrita, as well as make a dick joke.

"Remind me to stroke your 'ego' later" Chrysalis purred, her forked tongue flicking out of her mouth suggestively. Shit, you walked into that one.

"We're getting off topic." Strong Words stepped in once more, the poor unicorn already feeling a headache building behind his horn. He was a seasoned veteran, negotiating peace treaties, trade agreements, and hostage situations before. This made him feel like he was a simple foal in debate club again.

Nodding, you shifted around on your throne, trying to find a more comfortable position as you regaled them with your reason for hating Twilight. "So, the princesses came together to figure out how to help me, right? They were also deciding where I should stay. Of course, they all wanted me to stay with them. Canterlot with Celestia and Luna, the Crystal Empire with Cadence, and Ponyville with Twilight. But when they started to express their reasons why I should stay with them, all Twilight started saying she had experience in taking care of humans before, then proceeded to say that if I ended up being some sort of evil villain in disguise, she'd have the Elements of Harmony right there to banish me to Tartarus or some shit like that! She just immediately assumes I'm actually a bad guy!" you shout, fully expressing how utterly devastated you were by the betrayal and hurt feelings of her statement.

"You are literally selling out her entire home, right now." Apocrita pointed out, casting you an irritated glance.

"Silence Ap, the adults are talking." you commanded, now laying across the throne with your arm dangling over the side, trying halfheartedly to try and swipe at her head, but to no avail.

Strong Words took his eyes off of you and returned his attention to Chrysalis. "We cannot give you Ponyville. Not only are the number of ponies simply too large, but it's the home of one of our princesses, which we will not be providing you with either." he announced sternly.

"Sadly, I must acknowledge that I knew that was going to be off the table coming into this. The whole of Canterlot, the Crystal Empire, and Ponyville were never within my expectations, nor did I imagine that the princesses themselves were up for debate." Chrysalis admitted with a sigh.

"What!? But I'm priceless! You all said it!" you yell angrily, totally feeling your value being spurned.

"Not as priceless as a princess, apparently." Apocrita snickered, only to give a low growl when you finally reach out in a proper attempt and smack her in the back of the head.

"Of course you're priceless, my dear." Chrysalis agreed, fluttering her eyelashes at you. "However, I have to be realistic with my expectations. You're a realist, you know ponies won't willingly sacrifice themselves for others. It's just survival instincts." Turning back to Strong Words, she gave a sinister smirk. "That said, Anon has given me quite a lot to think about. I was initially just going to ask for a number of ponies that I felt would make losing my prize worthwhile, but now I realize I need to think bigger."

Strong Words seemed to grow pale, his grey fur losing a little of its color, which you weren't sure was really possible. "Bigger? B-bigger how?" he asked, gulping nervously. The negotiations had gotten entirely out of hand, or rather hoof, for him. The man he was here to help save had made things worse, making him wonder if the princesses themselves were really in their right minds trying to get him back.

A menacing chuckle echoed through the throne room as Chrysalis leaned back in her throne, making you wonder how she didn't get poked by all the sharp points. "Anon said we should have received Ponyville. Not the population of Ponyville, oh no, but Ponyville itself. While we've already agreed that is out of the question, it made me realize that we need more than just ponies. We need ponies, land, resources. We need a settlement, somewhere we can continue to breed ponies and harvest their love."

Strong Words' eyes widened considerably, a shocked gasp coming before he stamped his hoof, rising out of his seat with such fury that his chair was knocked over. The Changeling guards took a step forward, hissing at him, but he did not seem to relent this time.

"You want us to create for you a slave farm!? Impossible! It's bad enough that we're even considering an exchange, but this would be damning future generations of ponies to be nothing more than food for you! The princesses will never accept these terms!" he bellowed, taking a few courageous steps forward.

"The princesses will do just that!" Chrysalis snapped, her twisted horn glowing green, the same aura encompassing Strong Words. His own horn lit up with a golden aura, but quickly fizzled out as he was shoved back into his chair, holding him there. "You should consider yourselves lucky that I even offer these terms! Not only am I willing to part with my dear, sweet Anon, but I'm giving your kind an out! No longer will you have to jump at shadows, worrying when and where my Changelings will strike!" Chrysalis' aura flared, pushing Strong Words harder so that the chair fell backwards, now pushing him along the ground. You winced as you knew that floor was hard and craggy, definitely not a comfortable ride.

As a pained groan left Strong Words, he was suddenly yanked off the ground and pulled forward, bringing him almost muzzle-to-muzzle with Chrysalis. "These negotiations are finished. You will return to the princesses and tell them the terms are already set. They will give us the land, resources, and ponies to make ourselves self-sufficient off their love. Once we have that, you will not only find Anon in your less than capable hooves, but we will swear off of your kind, no longer needing you anymore." Chrysalis commanded, a sadistic sneer that bared her fangs and forked tongue to the ambassador plastered to her face.

Dropping the unicorn so that he'd land roughly on the ground before her throne, she added "Now get out of my sight, before I simply replace you with a Changeling to deliver the message."

Strong Words wasted no time turning around and running out of the hive, a pair of guards quickly following him out. Chrysalis watched him until he was no longer in sight, then leaned back in her throne with a satisfied sight, her eyes flicking over to you.

"My dear Anon, I had no idea you'd be so productive to our negotiations. I really should find some way of thanking your properly. Maybe I'll take you on a nice 'ego' trip." she teased, although you were certain she was also being quite serious.

You couldn't hold back the whine resonating in the back of your throat, trying to sink into your own throne to hide from her. "I fucked up, didn't I?"

"Me and my people are going to benefit from your actions today, but even I think you're a monster for what you just did." Apocrita quickly replied, not missing the chance to rub salt in the wounds.

Damn you and your ego.

Author's Note

My ego is huge right now. Getting featured and all the faves and approval have just blown me away, thank you all. I'm hoping to keep to a chapter a release a day, before my inevitable wishy washy mood makes me lose interest in this for even a day and eventually end up in limbo. So... yeah, thanks all!

Changelingtarian Award Winner

It didn't take too long for you to realize how terribly you fucked up the negotiation meeting for yourself and Equestria as a whole.

For starters, you ended up spending the rest of the day with Chrysalis. You already knew she wanted to jump your bones, but now you were positive that if she didn't somehow convince you to willingly giving her what she wanted, she'd make it a point of raping you before handing you back over to the princesses. Even though you already had a tour of the hive the day before, she led you around, showing you her favorite spots. Which pretty much just ended up being the nursery, Carapace Colosseum, and the Love Shack. At least, that's the name you had for it.

You came to learn that there was a select chamber in the hive where ponies that they had already placed under proper enchantment to feed upon for their love were kept. It was really a rather sad sight, the poor multi-colored ponies given just barely what they needed to survive, clamoring for their loved ones, which they'd get only small sights of as Changelings would enter the chamber in disguise, feeding off their affection. The supply of ponies was so low though, only those that had received special blessings for good service were permitted to feed on the love.

You also got a look inside of Chrysalis' own bedroom, which she had ended up referring to as the Love Shack, which you quickly refused to refer to it as such. She tried putting the moves on you again there, but you were just having none of it. She also tried putting the moves on you, giving you some seductive looks as she lay across her bed, which ironically was not queen-sized. You avoided getting near it by pretending to get sick from the dinner you had just prior... until you realized you didn't properly chew one of the grubs, and that it wasn't actually cooked to death, feeling it crawl around in the back of your throat till you actually threw up on her floor.

You'd hoped that such a display would put Queen Whoresect off, but you learned that apparently throwing up was how they took care of a lot of things. Like building their hives, as you suspected, or detaining their victims. She also seemed more concerned with your health and sent you to your room, swearing that she'd have someone check your condition the next day.

And that's what brought you to where you were at now. Lying in your uncomfortable bed, Apocrita look at you with disinterest from across the room, while another Changeling stood by your bed, looking you over. Like Apocrita and Pharynx, he was a bit different from other Changelings. With green eyes and back armor, a missing left wing (which you highly doubted was natural), and a second, slightly smaller horn behind his first one, he seemed calmer than the other Changelings you'd seen.

"Mhm, yes... yes, I see. I think I know the problem here." he stated, turning back to Apocrita, choosing to address her over you. "He's missing his exoskeleton, that's what's wrong. I'm honestly unsure as to how he's holding himself together right now. Poor thing must be in constant agony." he explained, his voice like every physician who made you wait thirty fucking minutes, just to look your chart over and say you could go. Fucking assholes.

Apocrita shot him an annoyed look and replied "He's what they call a human, and they don't have exoskeletons. They have skin, like ponies do, but without the fur."

"Really? That's highly inconvenient." he remarked, looking back at you.

"I make do." you spoke up.

"I meant for me." he corrected. "How am I supposed to determine if you're in proper health if there's no carapace for me to inspect for sheen? No wings to check for brittleness? Honestly, I don't know why you all waste my time with this lost cause."

"You must have missed the bedside manner course when going through medical school, huh Doc?" you grunted, propping yourself up to look at Apocrita like it was her fault.

"Doc? My name is Chitin." the Changeling corrected, his brow slightly furrowed, but otherwise undisturbed by your remark.

Noting your gaze, Apocrita said "You're better off not pressing the matter, Chitin is socially awkward, even by Changeling standards."

"I am right here, you know." Chitin asserted, looking between you and Apocrita.

"Yeah, well, you spoke about me like I wasn't even here, and I'm the patient and biggest deal in this hive right now, so shame on you." you chided, wagging a finger at him.

"Is he always this obnoxious, or is this just a symptom of his illness?" Chitin inquired, tilting his head like that'd give him a new perspective on your condition.

"He's not sick, just an asshole that can't deal with grubs crawling in his throat." Apocrita explained, shaking her head as she strode over to you, plopping onto her hindquarters once beside your bed. You wanted to make an obedient dog comment, but you were fairly certain she'd bark and bite at you to ward away the obedient part.

"She's right, but do me a favor and tell Chrysalis that I need to rest for the day and that I need some new food. Stuff that won't come back up on its own." you requested, trying to give Chitin an award winning grin.

The medical Changeling merely stared at you for a moment longer, then shrugged. "If it means I can stop wasting my time on this lost cause, I'm willing to lie about it. Wouldn't be the first time." he agreed, turning to head out the door.

Watching him walk away, you looked to Apocrita and said "He'd totally lose his license if he was a doctor in my world."

"I'm not defending him, because honestly he ticks me off as well. He's just barely better than that coward, Thorax, wherever in Tartarus he went off to." Apocrita grumbled, her tongue clicking off the roof of her mouth. "However, he's not here to be your doctor, or even our doctor really. His job is mostly making sure the ponies we have stay alive while we feed off their love."

"Well he's doing a shit job of it. Those guys looked like hell" you quickly shot, earning only a shrug from the guard. "I mean seriously, the guy makes you seem like a ray of fucking sunshine, Ap." Oddly enough, Apocrita didn't seem to snort or growl or really anything at that, your brow quirking a bit from the lack of reaction. Reaching out, you gave a poke to the back of her neck, making her tense for a moment, her legs stiffening with preparation to leap, but she stopped herself from doing anything. "Huh, thought I'd lose a finger for that one."

"You poked me thinking I'd bite your finger off? Why would you do it then?" Apocrita asked, looking at you befuddled.

"Boredom mostly... also cause you're acting kinda weird. I mean, this is like, day three of knowing you, but you're not being as bitchy as you were the first few days. Am I wearing you down? Cause I can totally get down with adding 'Broke elite Changeling guard' to my list of accomplishments." you explained, grinning as you wiggled your finger against the back of her neck, having not removed it the entire time.

At this point, she did lift her foreleg up to smack your arm away, but only gave an annoyed sigh. "I... Thank you."

You had to do an actual double take at that. "Thank you?" you repeated, looking at her like she sprouted a second head. Sure, she could transform her head into maybe a hydra's head and have numerous heads, but that was besides the point. "Have I uncovered Ap's secret subby side? Cause I feel like I can get that out of Chrysalis as it is."

"No you stupid- Urgh!" Apocrita growled, stopping herself by pressing a hoof up to her snout, inhaling sharply. "I just... I never said thank you yesterday... you know, for... not telling Chrysalis I bit you..."

"... in the ass."

She shot you a look, then groaned out "Yes, in the ass. Like it really matters."

"I told you she worshiped this fine booty like it was sent from the gods... wait, maybe that's why I'm here." you began to wonder. It would explain so much. An entire religion focused around your beautiful backside for these ponies to pray to.

"I swear, if you start saying you're a godsend, I will resign now and wander the wastelands till I die." Apocrita mumbled, trying to reel you back into the actual conversation.

"Oh fine, party pooper." you snorted, crossing your arms like a hurt child.

"Seriously, I knew she had a... thing for you, but I didn't realize it extended that far." Apocrita commented.

Snorting, you crossed your arms behind your head and tried to get comfy on the bed. Quite the failure you soon discovered. "So she was going to drop your rank, big whoop. You've been bitching about your position anyways."

Shaking her head, Apocrita placed her forelegs on the bed, surprising you by her boldness... but then quickly not caring. "You don't understand, you've never seen... that look before. Queen Chrysalis gave me the same look she gives when one of us has failed her in an inexcusable way. She makes it so they can never fail her again."

"Well isn't that a good thing? Honestly sounds like she's a great motivator. Why, you're helping me to see her in a whole new li-"

"She kills them Anon. They can't fail her again because she kills them." Apocrita quickly corrected your train of thought.

"Oh..."

"Yeah." Apocrita agreed, rubbing one hoof over the other, staring down at them. "So I just wanted to thank you, for covering for me... even though I have no idea why you did." she admitted, looking up at you with confusion and curiosity.

"Ah, I see... I dunno. I guess I just didn't want to deal with rehiring. It's so hard to find good help these days and I'd have to train a whole new guard. You were enough effort." you replied.

"... Anon, I'd known you for a day. Heck, I've only known you for two days at this point!" Apocrita spat. Rather literally, as some of her weird, greenish saliva landed on your face. Gross.

"Um, yeah." you stated, like it was the most obvious thing in the world... because it was. "It took a whole day to teach you how to be my guard, and honestly I'm getting the feeling you've learned nothing at all."

Apocrita gave you a blank stare, then proceeded to bury her face beneath her legs, wedging against the bed, and gave a muffled yell. Despite the insulation, it still made you wince from the painful screech. Quite the lungs on her. You simply stared at her as the screaming stopped, the elite guard staying still, simply keeping herself lodged there.

Looking around the room awkwardly, finding nobody else watching, you sighed and reached out, placing a hand on top of Apocrita's head, gently stroking it. "... that'll do pig, that'll do."

You expected a violent reaction from Apocrita at this time, but were once more surprised to find that she actually just... let you pet her? In fact, you could see one of her ears twitch as your hand ran over her head. She was like a happy little dog. The only thing that could make this better was if she-

"-rrrrgggh."

Your eyes widened, hand stopping by her ear. "Did you just... purr?"

As if all of a sudden realizing what you were doing and what she had just done, Apocrita suddenly jumped away from you, wings buzzing to give her extra distance, actually leading to her bumping into the wall. Her eyes were wide with what almost seemed like fear, staring at you like you were some sort of monster while hyperventilating.

"Easy there, I'm not going to hurt you." you reasoned, holding your hands up with your palms out to the scared Changeling. "If I wanted to do that, I'd wait till you were asleep and hold a pillow over your face until you stopped kicking and screaming."

Oddly enough, something about the admission of pillow-induced murder was able to calm Apocrita down, leading to her slowly floating down until her hooves were on the ground once more, a few deep breaths to steady herself. "I'm... I... shut up... it was a growl, that's what it was." Apocrtia fumbled through her words, although the knowing, shit-eating grin (but not really because you consistently refuse to eat that shit) on your face let her know you didn't buy it.

"Oh, of course. You were truly angry at me. Why, I've never seen someone so truly furious." you replied, the sarcasm in your tone so terribly thick, you'd have to scrape it off your tongue with a spatula. Mmm, sweet, delicious sarcasm.

Now came the actual snarling that shut you up, Apocrita's bug eyes narrowed to glowing violet slits. "Get this straight. You ever, EVER, tell anypony about what just transpired, and I swear to to the queen, before she disembowels me, I'll pop your eyes out of your skull and shove them up your own ass, just so you can see what the rest of us have to look at all the time."

"... you... look inside of my ass all the time?... that's weird. You're weird." you mocked.

"What? No, I- Urgh!" Apocrita growled, spinning on her hooves and marching out the door. "I'm going to guard you from outside the room. Call for me if you need me." she hissed out, slamming the door shut behind her. "SO DON'T NEED ME!"

You stared at the door for a moment, thinking about what just happened, your grin slowly returning. Getting comfy once more, you said to yourself "She totally wants me."

You came to a realization after several hours of being a layabout in your prison room that, despite bitching and moaning that Chrysalis and the Changelings were the worst creatures in both worlds you've lived in and would rather be alone... you didn't like being alone.

You'd forgotten that when you were trapped with yourself, you allowed your mind to drift off to places best left untouched. Dark, sorrowful places. Reminders of your home world that you may never see again, the people you left behind, and how they might be feeling without you. Thoughts about how, whether it was that old world or this one, you could never truly open up to people to share the deepest feelings and weaknesses that you were afraid they would shun you for. That dark, abyssal spot in your heart that whenever you looked into, you could feel it looking back, judging you as you judged it...

... also, if you should just man up and fuck Chrysalis. After all, for a horse-bug monstrosity, she looked kinda hot. She had hair, sorta. Plus, she was a shapeshifting horse-bug monstrosity. She could technically be anybody, or maybe just anypony, you wanted.

HOLY SHIT! Why did you not realize this before!? You could totally give Luna that cream filling. Or spank Celestia's fat flank! Oh, that one rhymed. Hell, you could even unleash some of those pent up feelings of hatred for Twilight with some exceedingly demeaning sexual humiliation!

You rose from your bed, ready to head off to Chrysalis, ready to tell her you were finally ready to give her what she wanted. Ego was coming!... well, not yet anyways.

"Is that really him?"

"Of course it's him. How many creatures on two legs have you seen in the hive?"

"He's even more hideous than I thought he'd be."

"How else do you expect a creature more devious than our queen to look?"

Before you could leave your bed, you found a series of whispers distracting you from... what was it you were going to do? Something about Chrysalis and fucking... That's right, you were going to tell Chrysalis to go fuck herself... why'd you get out of bed for that? You'll tell her the next time you see her, as you do essentially every time you see her.

"Get away from the door, you're attracting his attention." you heard Apocrita hissing, drawing your eyes over to the door.

Sure enough, you could see a collection of Changeling eyes peering through the ajar door. The moment they recognized you saw them, they shut the door with a rather audible slam, earning a sigh from the unseen Apocrita.

"Hold on a second, get your bug butts in here! Nobody peeps on me and gets away with it! At least not without teaching me how to, because I always get caught!" you demanded. There was a moment's pause, leading you to cross your arms over your chest in frustration. Damn, you really needed to know how to do that.

But then, the door opened slowly, revealing Apocrita begrudgingly leading in a small gathering of Changelings. The horse-bugs looked... oddly sheepish around you, trying to avert their gazes, while Apocrita just looked back at them in frustration. "I told you idiots to be quiet, now we actually have to acknowledge he exists." she grumbled, stopping to sit halfway over to you.

"Oh my god... Ap... are these... your friends?" you asked, snickering. "I never thought I'd see the day. My little Ap is growing up and making friends! And here I thought she'd be a humbug all her life. Oh, where's a camera when you need it?"

"We've known each other for a few days and you somehow know ways to piss me off I never even dreamed of." Apocrita stated, shooting you a glare, her violet-tinged fin twitching a bit in frustration. It was almost cute how it... wait, was it always that color? You could of sworn that it was black like all the others. How did it-

"H-he really is as terrible as they said." one of the Changelings whispered, but not well enough, suddenly realizing his words had your attention. Gulping, he shook a little as he looked up at you.

"Me? Terrible? What lies and slander are they saying about me?" you questioned.

"Th-they say that you demanded the entirety of Ponyville be turned over to Queen Chrysalis' rule." the Changeling answered meekly.

"Yeah, a-and the guards said that y-you said you hated the Princess of Friendship and wanted her to surrender to our Queen." another one added in, shyly rubbing one foreleg over the other.

"I even heard that you convinced Queen Chrysalis to demand that Equestria build us a settlement where we can breed ponies and drain them of their love for generations to come!" one exclaimed with excitement.

"You're giving him more credit than he deserves on the last one." Apocrita corrected.

"Yes, yes, I'm aware of all that. But where is the terrible stuff? You said they were saying terrible things about me!" you pressed on, caring less about the more menial details. "Did they say I can't sing? Did they say I smell funny?... did they say I have a small dick? WELL FUCK THEM! MY EGO IS HUGE! Apocrita! Tell them how massive my Ego is!"

Holding her head in her hooves, Apocrita sobbed "How did my life come to this? I was a good guard. A great guard. I was an elite!... I got greedy. I deserve this for thinking of my own needs."

"Ew, self-pity." you winced, shuddering as you watched Apocrita undergo a life crisis. "Cry behind closed doors like the rest of us."

"He's even a total asshole to an elite guard! All of the rumors are true!" one of the Changelings squealed, the glee in their face almost cute... if not for being a disgusting fanged monstrosity with a snake tongue.

"The whole hive has been talking about you! You're a hero to the common bug! Word has it that even the lowest of drones will get to taste love because of your demands!" another one declared, coming in uncomfortably close for your liking, although the praise helped you handle it.

Acting bashful, you waved a hand dismissively at them. "Oh please, you do me too much credit."

"You really do. Stop praising him." Apocrita agreed, bringing her face out of her hooves so she could glare at you and the gullible Changelings.

"Silence non-believer!" you command, pointing an accusatory finger at Apocrita, only to quickly withdraw it as she snapped at it.

Ignoring the interaction between you and your guard, another Changeling trotted forward and said "We all know that Queen Chrysalis will do whatever she pleases, but we were going to suggest that the new settlement be named after you, so that your glory may live on for all Changelings, now and beyond."

You could practically feel your eyes sparkling at the suggestion. "Wooooow! I can see it now. Anon's Happy Hive... beautiful."

Looking a little guilty, the Changeling replied "We were thinking more like... The Anon Love Harvesting Farm." You gave him a look as the implications of the name reminded you how terrible a human being you were. Seeing that, the Changeling quickly spoke up "B-but yours sounds much better! A-after all, you are the hero that will pave a new way for our kind."

Your smile returned after that, but Apocrita merely grunted, getting back up and moving between you and the other Changelings. "Alright, alright, that's enough. Anon needs his rest. He's still very sick and needs time to recover." she announced, nudging the Changelings out of the room.

"What? No I'm not. I feel totally fi-"

"After all, if he was feeling better, then we'd have to let Queen Chrysalis know so she could come congratulate him for his swift and speedy recovery." Apocrita added, glaring back at you.

You quickly realized what she was saying and started to fake cough. "Kahf, KAUGH! Ugh, oh wow, totally forgot I only have so mu-ugh! Only so much energy to spare. Blagh." you groaned, flopping back on the bed. "Ow! Stupid fucking bug vomit mattress."

"O-oh! Of course! We hope to see you get better real soon!" one of the Changelings quickly said, even as he received Apocrita's horn to his flank, trying to force them all out faster.

"We'll be sure to bring offerings next time!" another shouted.

"Get the buck out of here!" Apocrita shouted, the last statement clearly putting her over the edge as she slammed the door.

Aaaah, good times. It was great to know you were so loved in this hive. Almost made you forget the violent manner you were dragged out of your bed in Canterlot against your will, fairly certain that those guard ponies on the ground weren't breathing anymore, but then they shoved a bag over your head... oh, right, you hated being here.

But it wasn't as brutal as you thought it was. After all, it was apparently all Changelings, and not just Queen Rapetastic, that adored your personality. They did have a wonderful taste. You might even make it a point of sending them letters once you were no longer a hostage here anymore. Especially Apocrita. You just knew she'd miss you the most.

Giving a pleased sigh, you stared up at the ceiling, basking in the silence for a moment... and then the dark thoughts came again. Despair. Loved ones you'll never see again. Your overwhelming understanding that nobody will ever truly love you and that was why you boasted constantly to cover your pain. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?

Author's Note

Regret reading this story yet? Yeah, I bet you do. But you can't look away, because it's like a car wreck. You come for the disturbing sights of the mangled bodies, but stay to bask in the warmth of the flames... huh, probably should have saved that for an Anon line... maybe I will use it. Anyways, keep reading and enjoying!

Sexual Harassment Is Fun! (But Not Really)

You sat, leaning into the back of your throne, one leg crossed over the other, hands steepled together before your mouth. Your elevated foot bounced anxiously, toes swaying from side-to-side. You took notice of the fraying of your shoes, the stitching holding the soles on starting to come undone. In fact, all of your clothing was proving to be rather worn and... ripe. There was no change of clothes for you and the inability to bathe wasn't helping. Hell, your toilet was just a hole in the floor, which you swear was harvesting your feces to FEED THESE HORSE-B-

"Anon, are you alright?" Chrysalis inquired, looking at you curiously. It was in those moments that she questioned your health, with true concern, that those big green eyes weren't undressing you and imagining playing with every part and orifice you had.

"Alright's pretty... subjective. After all, while I've recovered from that totally real and serious illness I had the other day." you state, averting your gaze so she couldn't see the filthy lies in your eyes. "But then again, I'm also a victim of kidnapping and the centerpiece of negotiation for untold numbers of potential future sentient pony livestock."

"Livestock you negotiated for." Apocrita, seated in front of and a little off to the side of your throne, quickly felt important to chip in without even so much as glancing in your direction.

"Ap, I swear to Buddha, quit reminding me what a terrible person I am!" you demanded, lifting a hand to pound your fist onto the throne, but stopped, remembering how much it hurt last time.

"Somepony has to... also, Buddha?" Apocrita asked, looking back just enough over her shoulder that you could catch glimpse of her violet eye.

"Getting off topic... again." Chrysalis interjected, silencing Apocrita as she stiffened to proper attention.

"Sorry... I honestly forgot what we were doing here." you answer honestly, looking away from Chrysalis to where you were supposed to be looking before your foot drew your attention.

There were ten Changelings, all frozen in a scene of savagery, fangs pointed at throats, hooves digging into softer exposed flesh between carapace, at least one horn gouging out an eye. The group had chosen to remain perfectly still though, their eyes looking to you and Chrysalis, waiting for approval to continue. One unfortunate horse-bug was visibly shaking though, finding himself in the middle of an attack from four others. Oh, that's right, Chrysalis was having them fight for your amusement, but didn't want to leave the throne.

"I'm sorry, does this not please you?" Chrysalis asked, sounding somewhat self-conscious. "I thought this would have lifted your spirits after the devastating disease that kept us apart yesterday."

Sighing, you shook your head. "No, I'm sorry, it's just... I dunno. This feels kinda lackluster. Like, that Pharynx guy, I saw him fight a couple days ago. Five-on-one, total badass. That was a good fight. This just... meh, it's not piquing my interest."

"Pharynx? I can have him brought here to finish them off, if that'll help." Chrysalis offered.

"No, no, that'd just be trying to make up for this. The mood is kinda ruined." you declined.

Hanging her head in defeat, Chrysalis clicked her tongue. "Very well. Guards, execute the performers."

"Yes, my Queen!" the guards declared, starting to encircle the already wounded Changelings, hissing viciously at the perceived failures.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold on a second, that's not what I wanted." you quickly protest, rising to stop them... only to remember too late that your throne was quite elevated, leading you to fall forward and landing flat on your face. Despite having watched the gruesome violence a moment ago, everyone had to wince at the impact.

Sighing, Apocrita got off her flank and moved beside you to help you back up. "You alright? Didn't get a concussion or anything? Maybe have some sense knocked into you?" she asked as you got up on your knees.

Groaning, you ran a hand over your face, pulling it away to find that you had a nosebleed. "Damn, haven't had one of these since that bar fight in Brooklyn." you complained, although you smiled a bit. "Should have seen the other guy when I was through with him though. Dumbass had blood all over his fist. Loser."

"My dearest Anon!" Chrysalis cried, leaping from her throne, pivoting in mid-air so she'd land before you, already facing you. Damn she was good at that. "Curse my shortsighted thinking, I had that throne with you in mind as a Changeling King, wings and all. I should have considered your need for steps and fragile, carapaceless body." she apologized. "Here, let me take care of that."

Leaning her head down, she pressed her muzzle against your palm, licking up the blood. Her creepy forked tongue slithered over your skin, a lot thinner than you expected it to be, but a lot longer as well. It kinda tickled, making you fight the urge to giggle. Men don't giggle! Even if felt like they had a kitten lapping milk out of their palm, you had to remember that kitten was an oversized bug monster... or an undersized horse critter. Perspective was important.

"Mmmm, Anon, oh, you taste- mmmm, so delicious." Chrysalis began to moan, practically slurping now, the feeling of her lips puckering against your palm.

"That's more than a little excessive." you said, wanting to pull your hand away, but finding it hard to do so, surprised by just how totally enamored Chrysalis was with- HOLY SHIT! She was fellating your finger now!

Chrysalis batted her eyes as she looked up at you, giving you her best 'Come fuck me in each and every hole, including the ones in my legs' eyes, her head slowly working it way up and down while intimately sucking on your middle finger. Her dexterous tongue slipped out of her mouth, not letting the finger go free, but instead wrapping around your index finger and pulling it into her greedy maw as well. The additional digit barely had time to get slick with her hot saliva when the tongue slipped out again, now seeking out your ring finger!

"Don't get hard, don't get hard, don't get hard." you chanted to yourself internally as Chrysalis changed up her tempo, going slow and slurping noisily one moment, then practically facefucking herself on your fingers, gagging in a way that made you shudder. This was a losing battle. Curse you Queen Blowjob! Curse you and your incredibly sexy dick sucking ways!

Then, a slight cough from Apocrita reminded you and Chrysalis both where you were and who else was around. The elite guard had a hoof up to her mouth, her eyes averted, but an obvious tinge of red on her cheeks. "M-My lady, would you prefer I and the rest of the guards leave you and Anon alone at this time?" she mumbled in embarrassment.

The other Changelings in the throne room were far more interested in watching Chrysalis blowing your fingers, some drooling, and you were pretty sure one of those still in the middle of the battle scene was jerking his hoof under his body.

Pulling off of your digits, Chrysalis cleared her throat, although she seemed far from embarrassed. "Yes, I believe Anon and I need some time alone... unless he likes an audience. In which case, I can arrange something. Why, I can even have the hive assemble in Carapace Colosseum so we may-"

"That won't be necessary!" you quickly shout, pulling your hand away, using the sleeve of the same arm to wipe away the blood under your nose so she didn't get any ideas about licking your face. "If that continued any longer, I was going to throw up violently." They did not know that you'd be 'throwing up' a load in your pants.

Chrysalis frowned, seemingly hurt by the declaration, but quickly shook it off like the evil queen she was. "We'll see about that." she accepted, although her tone seemed hardly like one who felt she had truly lost. Her horn glowed green, lifting you back to your feet, reminding you how thankful you were to have such a baggy shirt falling over the front of your pants, lest she know the truth. "But more importantly, are you certain you're alright? I'd do anything, anything, to make sure you're healthy." she purred.

"I-I'll be fine, thanks." you insisted, cursing yourself for stuttering. Chrysalis was getting under your skin. Was it possible? Could she really be impacting you? Might she be... the one?

... that you'll stick your dick into among all these crazy creatures in weird pony world?

Shaking it off, you needed to get some distance. It was just her sucking your fingers like they were the tastiest dicksicles in existence that had you like this. Looking for an excuse, an idea quickly came to mind.

"I'll just check up with Dr. Chitin to make sure nothing's damaged though." you assured her, giving your most winning of smiles.

"He didn't earn that title." Apocrita pointed out, rising up and ready to get moving on, knowing where this was going.

"So glad to see you point out the flaws in more than just me." you retorted, following up by blowing your tongue at her. You didn't even wait for permission before starting to walk out of the throne room with Apocrita in tow.

"Oh very well then. Do come find me once he's approved your well being." Chrysalis pouts as you make your way out. Just before you were out of earshot, you heard her say "Well, go on, finish the execution."

"Are we there yet?" you groaned, shoulders sagging as your arms went practically limp.

"You've asked me that five times in the past minute, and I'm under the impression you're just doing it to mess with me, because I already gave you the answer." Apocrita grunted, increasing her pace with the hopes of getting you to Chitin as soon as possible.

"Yeah, but it's like, a joke where I'm from. A road trip thing. I keep asking and you keep getting annoyed. All good fun." you explained, quickening to match her. Apocrita gave an indignant snort, flicking her wings out when you ended up by her side, hitting your leg. It wasn't strong enough to hurt you or even throw you off your stride, but it drew your attention to her.

"Do you even plan on returning to Queen Chrysalis after meeting with Chitin?" she asked, not giving you even the luxury of a glance.

"I honestly didn't even plan on meeting with Chitin."

Shooting you a look now, Apocrita furrowed her brow. "Then why are we still trying to find Chitin?"

"We're not, you are. I'm just along for the ride." you countered.

Apocrita froze, leaving you to overtake her by a couple steps before turning back to face her. You could see one of her eyes twitching, her upper lip curling to better show off her fang, but it seemed more an involuntary action than an attempt to intimidate you. "You... you-you... I think I'm cracking." she stuttered, grinding a hoof against the ground.

"If it helps, you've lasted a long longer than most people who have to stay around me constantly." you offered. The princesses in Canterlot had never gotten around to giving you a permanent guard because most of them gave up after a few hours.

Closing her eyes, Apocrita inhaled deeply through her nostrils, then exhaled out her mouth. "You know what? It does kinda help."

"Good, because that's the extent of consoling I can provide. I'll send you the bill for this session later, and let me tell you, my prices are steeeeeeep!" you said, hands planted on your hips. "You can pay me in dollars, bits, or blowjobs. Please pick blowjobs."

Shaking her head, Apocrita turned away and began to walk off, knowing that you'd follow after, if only to continue annoying her. "How is it that Queen Chrysalis can offer any and all forms of sexual gratification imaginable and you deny her every single time, but I wouldn't touch your prick with another Changeling's hooves morphed into a twelve-foot pole?"

"It's precisely because she wants it and you don't. I give Chrysalis what she wants and I'm just a plaything to her. You'll resist at every opportunity, which is fine, because I'm really not interested in fucking a bug anyways. It's just a perfect way for me to mess with you." you elaborate, getting a surprised, if somewhat impressed look from Apocrita.

And then... an almost sinister smirk you hadn't expected from her.

"Well, what if I did say I wanted it? And what if I did make you interested?" Apocrita implied, batting her eyes at you.

Laughing in response, you say "Nice try, but there's no way that I'll-"

There was an odd noise accompanied by a wave of light encompassing Apocrita's body, and suddenly the horrible horse-bug wasn't there anymore. Instead stood Princess Luna, her flowing starry-night tail swaying from side-to-side, teasing her backside at you.

"Well Anon? What about now? You did say you wanted to make the princess a 'Moonpie' as you called it." she taunted in the princess' voice, the typical eyes of Luna flashing with Apocrita's typical violet for a moment, the only indicator that she was not truly the pony who lifted the moon and commanded the night.

"Ap, I... I... I'm so proud of you!" you declared, quickly stepping in to wrap your arms around her neck in a hug, surprising the Changeling.

"E-excuse me?" she asked, trying to pull away from you, although clearly not giving her all as she remained in your embrace.

"I'm clearly rubbing off on you! Trying to tease me with a fantasy like that, you're getting an actual personality! You've made papa so proud." you coo, stroking the star-filled mane.

Apocrita switched back to her usual shape, losing a lot of the height and mass that went into the alicorn princess, allowing her to slip through your arms and quickly trot forward. "Dammit, you're so shameless, I can't even make fun of you properly." she huffed, her face showing a bit of red from frustration.

"Pft! You've got to get out of bed pretty early to make me feel anything." you snorted, jogging after the Changeling.

Groaning, Apocrita walked in silence for a bit longer, but then glanced over her shoulder at you. "Pretty sure I felt something poking me during that hug. Might you-"

"Yeah, that was my dick." you cut her off, making her freeze for just a second, before she moved even faster to stay away from you. "Hey, don't blame me for this, I'm the victim of Queen Chokes-on-Dick stuffing my fingers down her throat! Do you know how creepy it is to feel that tongue flopping around on your palm? No, you don't, because you're a bug-pony, you don't have palms! Then you go around flaunting a moon that can only be eclipsed by the sun... I'll give you a moment to process that one."

"I had Princess Luna's flank and you're saying only Princess Celestia's is bigger." Apocrita quickly replied, knowing full well where you were going with that and regretting her efforts to tease you.

Nodding to acknowledge her answer, you add "Plus, I haven't blown my load since coming to Equestria. Especially when everywhere I've been, be it Canterlot or the hive, I'm constantly surrounded by creatures interested in what I am and what I'm doing at all times. I'd say I'm surprised I haven't had a wet dream, but I barely sleep enough as it is, let alone to dream and have that happen."

"This is... way too much information for me to handle right now. Like, way too personal." Apocrita stated, eye twitching once more as a disturbed look overcame her. "Why don't you just... do it tonight or something, and I'll stay outside."

Rolling your eyes, you said "And what would I do with it? Just shoot it on the walls like I'm marking my territory or something? Because I already did that the first night with my urine."

"Is that why your room smells so badly?" Apocrita quickly asked, looking at you bewildered.

"My room smells better than the rest of Castle Bug Vomit! Shit, you should be bottling my piss and selling it as perfume." you argued, crossing your arms over your chest defiantly.

Shaking her head, trying to get the images of what you do when nobody's looking out of her mind, Apocrita stammered "C-can we just, I don't know, figure out where we're going? I honestly think we're just wandering the halls at this point."

"I figured we were just going for a walk at this point. It's one of my favorite ways of relieving stress." you stated, the words seeming to help ease Apocrita's tension a bit. You even let silence carry for a good... fifteen seconds before adding "You know, behind annoying people and masturbating."

You had to laugh as Apocrita shouted, charging forward in a full sprint. "Wait! I haven't even told you how I masturbate! It's totally unique and I'm working on the patent!" you yell, giving chase to the flustered Changeling.

Author's Note

A little shorter than what I've been providing lately, and honestly feels like the weakest chapter I've written yet, but I made the mistake of thinking about what I want for the next chapter and that's been dominating me on this one. Hope everyone still enjoys though, I figured Chrysalis throatfucking fingers would be good enough!

Bittersweet Dreams

You stepped out of the bathroom, allowing the accumulated moisture in the hot room spill out like a fog. You only had the one towel at the moment while your clothes were being washed, leaving your muscular and well-defined chest bare, drops of water rolling down it and across the eight-pack abs. Sighing, you took a few more steps into the room, looking over to your bed, only to find it was already occupied.

The massive, circular piece of furniture, topped with red silk sheets and the fluffiest pillows you'd ever had the pleasure, was truly a marvel in and of itself. But now, there was not one, not two, not three, not- Okay, okay, there were five ponies, or pony-like creatures, on your bed. The majestic, yet fat flanked Celestia lay on her side, one of her forelegs laying across her body so the hoof seemed to rest on the impressive backside, even though some part of you was saying pony anatomy didn't allow for the limb to maneuver like that.

"Anon, done with your shower I hope. Let's just say, you're not the only one who's wet right now." Celestia stated, her voice motherly, yet enticing. Like your best friend's mom when you were teens and she was going through that divorce.

"Indeed, and rather famished as well. Let us say, we have heard you have the best meat in town." Luna, laying on her back so that her majestic starry mane was flowing over the edge like a waterfall. Her legs were pulled together, like she was trying to hide her body, but you could see from the way she licked her lips that it was only an act.

"It makes me so glad we came to an agreement to return you to Canterlot, under our... special condition." Chrysalis declared, giving you her ever present seductive look, yet not at all feeling disturbed by it. In fact, looking at her, resting on her stomach with her back legs splayed out, she looked positively enticing, even though there were other beautiful ponies nearby.

"I think we can all agree that it's for the best." Cadance purred, also laying on her stomach, but noticeably resting her head over Chrysalis' hindquarters, helping to give emphasis to the queen's lovely rump, yet not detract from the Princess of Love's own alluring figure. "After all, he's such a man, I don't think any of us alone could really handle him."

"Mmmmfph! Mmm-fffmmm-mph!" Twilight mumbled around a ballgag. She had a black blindfold over her eyes and her face pressed down into the bed, her head turned to the side in an attempt to speak to you, while her limbs had been tied together in such a way that allowed her ass to stick up in the air toward you.

"Haha, well, I wouldn't want to keep you ladies waiting." you laughed, your voice a booming, panty soaking octave as you dropped your towel. "Let us get started. Celestia, face that beautiful booty toward me." you commanded, motioning with a hand while your dick slapped around between your knees.

"As you command, Anon." she accepted, licking her lips while shifting around to meet your needs, her tail hiking up to give a full showing of her puckered ponut and sopping nethers. As you reached out, grabbing hold of Celestia's tail in one hand and a handful of juicy flank in the other, you shifted your hips, positioning your hardening shaft for the first of its many conquests tonight. Pressing your head against the entrance, you stiffened your hips, then-

"Anon! Please answer me!" you heard Luna shout out, surprising you enough to let go of Celestia.

Looking to Luna, you said "If by answer, you mean give you a cream filling, then I will, but first you have to-"

"ANON! Say my name if you can hear my voice!" Luna's voice bellowed out again, although you noticed that she had not moved her mouth whatsoever.

"... Moonpie?"

"... Anon, I'm getting something, but I get the feeling you're not referring to me by my actual name. Say Luna!" the disembodied voice reiterated, sounding somewhat disturbed.

"Look, Luna, this isn't-"

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, sending you flying across the room and into the wall. Slumping to the floor with a groan. Your impressive musculature seemed to disappear like dust in the wind, leaving you with... oh wait, that was your regular body. No enormous pecs or abs you could grate cheese off of.

"Anon! Oh thank the heavens we found you!" Luna shouted happily, although this time it was no longer disembodied. Looking up, you saw Luna standing before you... right before the bed where the five ponies, another Luna included, still lay.

"Oh... Oooooh. This was a dream..." you realized.

Nodding her head, sending ripples through her mane, Luna said "Indeed. We have been searching for your dreams every night since your kidnapping, but we could not find them." You were reminded quickly how Luna liked to make liberal use of the 'royal we'. "We suspected that your alien mind is not so easy for us to take hold of, making it difficult to find you... we also believe you need to take better care of yourself, you really do need more sleep."

Shrugging, you respond "What can I say? The bed here sucks and the only good one belongs to Chrysalis, which she is more than willing to share, but then I'll probably become the new King of the Changelings."

"We... heard she seemed to have an... unusual interest in you, but we- Oh! Oh my!" Luna squeaked, only now letting her eyes drift further down to see that you were naked. You only wish she had seen you before the dream version of you disappeared. You'd have loved to see what her reaction would have been to the knee-knocker dick you were swinging a moment ago. "We apologize profusely, we were in such a rush, we did not realize you were having one of... those sorts of dreams. Let us give you a moment to get decent." Luna offered, starting to turn away from you for decency's sake.

"Yeah, you may not want to look that way." you try to warn her, but were honestly too slow on the draw out of lack of care to really stop her from seeing the bed full of royal ponies and horse-bug. Luna's jaw dropped at the scene, which seemed to have gone completely still like someone pressed pause while watching a movie.

"Wh-what? We don't- We mean, we can't- Anon! This is highly inappropriate!" Luna stuttered, turning back to you, her face a blushing red, you expected her head to pop from all the blood flowing to it.

"Hey, you go two-and-a-half weeks without jerking it and not have a wet dream!" you shout back at her. Crossing your arms like a petulant child, you even mumble "I didn't even get to the good part."

"N-not that! We mean it's highly inappropriate for you to be dreaming of... this! All of this! All of US!" Luna yelled, extending one of her wings to the scene and waving it in a circular motion.

"Now, when you say us, do you just mean you, or do you mean the whole group?" you asked, never sure with the royal we talk.

"The whole group!" Luna bellowed. "For crying out loud Anon, we can see our sister's marehood!" Luna glanced back at the group, trying to avoid the open showing of her sister's exposed sex, as she took better notice of the others. "And really? Chrysalis? She kidnapped you!"

"Yeah, well, she's also been hitting on me a lot." you grumbled. "Seriously, bitch was bobbing on three of my fingers the other day... yesterday? Fuck if I know, I'm sleeping. Either way, she pretty much throatfucked my fingers and has been making numerous passes at me. Probably why I was having this dream anyways."

"What about Cadance!? She's a married mare!" Luna chastised you for including her spoken for niece.

"Like someone already being in a relationship has ever stopped anyone from lusting after them." you argued, rolling your eyes like it was obvious. "Hell, if you saw the stash of unsatisfied housewives porn I had on my computer, you'd know that her being married is probably why she's in this dream."

Feeling the trend, Luna let her head droop a bit, then motioned her wing toward Twilight. "And we suppose Twilight is tied up because you wish to have angry relations with her?"

"It's called hatefucking, but yeah, you're catching on." you acknowledged, giving her a smile and two thumbs up.

"You... You really have no regrets over any of this, do you?" Luna inquired.

"Oh no, I'm full of regret right now." you admitted, pushing yourself to your feet and walking past Luna to pick up your towel. You didn't bother putting it on though, making Luna avert her eyes. "Because now that I think about it, I had a lot of porn on my computer. Like, more than just unsatisfied housewives porn. Porn that will ruin my life if anybody checks my computer. And since I've been gone for over two weeks now... yeah, I'm probably better off staying in Equestria."

"This is a nightmare." Luna stated, burying her face into one of her wings.

"No, it's a wet dream" you corrected. "Or at least, it was until you stepped in... but you know, you can still fix that."

Pulling her wing away and looking at you with the intensity of a thousand burning... moons, cause Celestia already called dibs on suns, Luna said "This is serious, Anon!"

"So am I! Come on, I don't even need the whole thing. Just a blowjob will do." you bartered, gesturing toward your junk. Your ego was still swollen and hard.

"No, Anon, we mean we came into your dream to warn you!" Luna replied, trotting past you and waving her wing. A current of magical aura made the dream versions of the princesses and Chrysalis disappear. Now clear of bodies, Luna hopped onto the bed and turned around, laying on her stomach to face you with stern eyes. "Anon, you... you really messed up the negotiations."

Sighing, you joined Luna on the bed, letting your legs dangle off the edge while resting against the comfy mattress to stare at the ceiling. "I sorta figured. Honestly, for as shitty as I can be, I have to admit that was not my crowning moment... at least for ponies. The Changelings love me for that shit."

Looking solemnly at the floor, Luna said "We came to your dream because, in the off chance you were enchanted, your mind should still be your own here. Hearing you say that though, we now know that everything Strong Words said was true."

"Did he mention my massive ego? Tell me he mentioned it, because that was true then!" you quickly spat, rising up to stare her in the eye like a madman.

"Anon... you're literally naked in front of us right now. We can see your 'ego'." Luna pointed out.

"... so, what do you think? Pretty impressive, right?"

Choosing to ignore your question, if only to punish you for interrupting, among other things, Luna continued. "Why would you even take part in the negotiations? Strong Words said you tried to offer up Ponyville and Twilight Sparkle. You should have been on our side."

Huffing, you flopped back down and closed your eyes. Sorta weird that you could close your eyes in a dream, you expected to be, like, omniscient in it. "I don't know. I was mad? Stressed? Desperate?" you rambled off a list of excuses. Cracking your eye to look at Luna, although your position gave you more a look at her flank than her face, which you did not have any problems with, you threw out "I mean, I was already dragged into a world that wasn't my own with no idea as to whether I'll ever be able to go back or not, then I got kidnapped and spent a week in this shitty hive, pretty much sleep deprived, sexually harassed, and pretty much malnourished cause I can only keep so much of their food down. I know throwing Ponyville under the bus wasn't cool... I might even be willing to acknowledge throwing Twilight out there wasn't acceptable either."

Luna didn't say anything for a moment, simply staring at you in your pitiful state of recognition, like she could see just how much you knew you fucked up. Then, she extended the wing closest to you out and lay it over your body. It was just a dream, and so you now recognized that all the sensations you were supposed to feel weren't there, but something about the gesture still felt good.

"Anon, nopony will fault you for feeling the way you do right now. Even though we're all here for you, we can only imagine how lonely you feel without your old friends and family around." Luna consoled you.

"Nah, not really. They were all a pain in the ass anyways. Honestly, I feel like I just traded one miserable life for another... but hey, this one's at least full of talking animals and subtle sex jokes." you stated, giving a smile to show how totally cool with things you were.

"Anon, there is nothing 'subtle' about you." Luna corrected.

"... like... my penis?"

Luna rolled her eyes, but actually had a slight smile as she did so. "Yes, like your penis."

"Yes!" you cheered, pumping your fist in victory.

The smile slipped off of Luna's face, returning to the look of concern. "But Anon, outside of the numerous emotional problems you're suffering from and clearly trying to hide with excessive amounts of jokes and insults at the expense of others, this isn't good."

"You sure know how to capture everything I'm about in one sentence." you complimented, only to be totally ignored so Luna could continue her tirade. Another emotional problem you will bury in humor. Maybe at Ap's expense when you wake up.

"Strong Words didn't just tell Celestial and myself, but the entire court. Honestly, the majority of nobles in Canterlot, as well as Ponyville residents, believe you're too selfish and volatile to hoof even one pony over." she explained, quickly bringing Strong Words and the rest of the nobles to the top of your shit list. The Ponyville residents... well, you fucked them over first.

"So I guess you guys won't be agreeing to any of Chrysalis' demands then." you sighed.

"Correct, but not because of the nobles." Luna said, earning an inquisitive look from you. "We are the princesses, the leaders of Equestria, and the ones that make the final calls on everything. We could totally dismiss the nobles if we so chose." Luna explained, giving a noncommittal wave of her hoof like they were insignificant to the whole process, which they may as well have been. "The issue is that, because of the direction Chrysalis took your... interruption during the negotiations, she's become completely unreasonable."

"Right, the settlement thing... you know the Changelings said they wanted to name it in honor of me? I was kinda honored, but the name they had for it made it sound like a damn concentration camp... which I guess it technically was." you acknowledged, considering what it was going to be used for.

"Exactly. Originally, we were willing to provide some ponies, be they prisoners who have failed to be rehabilitated, or even those who are without any other meaning in their lives and willing to be turned over with their names remembered for their sacrifice, but now we're talking about entire generations of ponies that will be nothing more than cattle. That's not an option." Luna elaborated her position on the matter.

"Yeah, I figured as much." you sighed, putting one of your hands on the wing over your body and running your fingers through it, wishing you could actually feel the feathers. "So what should I prepare myself for? Hostage for life? Because if Chrysalis knows that you guys aren't gunning for me anymore, I'm pretty sure she's just going to rape me. Like, pin me to the wall and mount me like there's no tomorrow."

"We really do not need that visual right now. We are still dealing with what you had going on before our arrival as it is." Luna groaned, placing her hooves to her head and massaging it, although you were doubtful it would help in a dream. Then again, she was the dream master and all that, so maybe it would work out.

"I'm just saying, she may be the one that's part pony or whatever, but she'll be riding me like a horse." you insisted, feeling a twitch in your shaft at the thought. Why did you feel that and not the feathers? Dreams were fucking weird.

"Moving on." Luna interjected, not wanting you to keep rambling on, because god knows you would if given the chance. "We haven't given up on you, it's why we came to you tonight. It's just... going to be more complicated than simply negotiating for it."

Intrigued, you pushed yourself into a seated position to address the princess. "What are we talking about? Secret spy mission to get me out? Full on assault on the hive? You and the other princesses flying in and combining magical energies in a rainbow death beam to wipe out the hive?"

"We... that's... just no." Luna declined, shaking her head as if disappointed in your thought process. "Look, we cannot tell you exactly what we are planning, just in case you end up revealing the plans by accident." You opened your mouth to protest, but then thought it over, and could only shrug. That seemed like a you thing to do.

"So, why did you come here then?" you asked.

"Because it might take some time for things to come together, but we didn't want you to think we abandoned you. Heavens forbid you ended up taking your own life in despair." Luna answered.

"Whoa, huge jump thinking I'm going to commit suicide." you stated, almost offended by the thought. After all the shit you'd been through at this point, even before coming to Equestria, you hadn't attempted to off yourself yet and weren't planning on it. "If anything, I'd probably find the secret to eternal life, just to spite everyone for ditching me."

Oddly enough, something about your declaration seemed to comfort Luna, giving you a warm smile and running her wing over your body. "We believe you'd do just that. Perhaps we should have left you to your own devices, so you could be immortal, like us."

Chuckling, you grabbed the wing, pushing and prodding it to make it stretch and contract. "Maybe, but then I'd be all pissy thinking nobody wants me around... although... I would be balls deep in your sister at this point... fuck, maybe you shouldn't have come here."

Rolling her eyes, Luna swung her wing out, knocking you back on the bed. "Would you get over that? We are the ones that should still be angry over that!" she said with a huff, jumping off the bed and giving her limbs a stretch.

"How do I get over that? Shoot, I'd probably have moved on from her and be blowing a load in you!" you argued, shaking your fist at her, although the anger just wasn't in it.

"We are more than our sister's 'sloppy seconds' as you would call it." Luna stated flatly.

"Ooooooh, I see. You're upset you weren't up first." you chuckled, standing up with her. "Didn't Strong Words mention the fact that if I had to choose just one of you, it was going to be you over your sister?"

"He may have mentioned a few things like that, if only to present reasoning to the rest of the nobles how incredibly crass you are, as well as maybe irritate our sister into not wanting to help you." she admitted, a somewhat cheeky grin showing how pleased she was that someone preferred her to her sister for once.

"Well I have some strong words for Strong Words, but I have a hard cock for you." you stated, placing a hand on Luna's head, running your fingers through her mane, while giving a wiggle of your hips to bring attention back to your dick. If anything, you were insulted it'd been on display the entire time and wasn't the focal point of the conversation, but you'd forgive Luna.

A snort and a roll of the eyes told you Luna was less than ecstatic at the offer, but she seemed to nuzzle into your touch. "Such a charmer, it's probably why Chrysalis is so enamored with you." she muttered, closing her eyes to just savor the light scratches to her scalp you gave.

"I can't help my animal magnetism." you said as though it was a burden. Sort of was considering the Chrysalis thing as Luna pointed out, but you'd be damned if you didn't love the attention. "So... about that blowjob..."

Luna opened her eyes, giving you another hard look at the persistence... but didn't say no. Instead, she averted her gaze, looking behind herself like she was making sure nobody else was around. "Well... if only to raise your spirits, we suppose we might be able to assist you."

Fuck yes! Dream sex with the Princess of Dreams totally counted! You were going to brag to everyone about it when the time came, especially to that asshole, Strong Words. When's the last time his dick's been in the mouth of a princess? Oh, never? Yours was in Luna's mouth just last night, hah!

With bated breath, not that you needed to breath in the dream, you watched as Luna slowly began to lower her head to your waiting appendage, standing tall and proud for this moment. You were positive you could actually feel her hot breath wafting over it. Her lips parted to take it and then-

"ANON! WAKE UP!"

Suddenly, the world around you seemed to distort, the image of the room shifting like it was an earthquake, but the colors began to bleed into one another. Luna herself seemed to hold form, but was being drawn away from you, and more importantly, your penis!

"It looks like they're waking you up." Luna declared, looking around the landscape as it started fading into black, totally forgetting about what she was just going to do. Giving you another concerned look as the distance between the two of you grew, she said "Remember, we'll be back for you, just don't give up hope!"

Reaching out desperately for Luna, but not able to bridge the gap in the slightest, you cried out "Wait! Luna! The blowjoooooooob!"

You sat up, gasping for air, sweat rolling off your body like a waterfall. Your eyes darted around frantically, taking in the room around you. It was the same as always though, the dark little room made of bug vomit, the only furnishing being the bed you lay upon, also made of bug vomit.

Besides you, the only being in the room was Apocrita, whose violet eyes were looking at you with concern.

"Easy there Anon, take deep breaths." she instructed you, placing one of her hooves to your shoulder to try and relax you. "You were tossing about in your sleep and mumbling something, but it's okay, whatever it was, it was just a dream. You don't have to worry any-... are... are you crying?" she said, trying to comfort you, only to see a few tears rolling down your face, ready to break out into sobs.

"God... goddammit Ap... you fucking ruined everything." you choked out, earning a confused, almost hurt look from the Changeling. She looked away from your face, unsure of how to react, when she noticed-

"ARE YOU FUCKING HARD RIGHT NOW!?"

Author's Note

I feel like such an asshole constantly teasing sex here... but it just makes me smile and wait like a Bond villain for the angry comments. I assure you, there will be actual sex, not that the focus of this is clopfic, but god knows it's going to happen eventually. Also started to go down a darker route with Anon for a moment, but I figured I'd save some of those aspects for another chapter.

A Changeling Of Clothes

You frowned, keeping your arms folded across your chest, bouncing your leg impatiently as you stared at the Changelings assembled before you. The majority of them seemed to care nothing about your current condition, but a few glanced your way every once in a while. It was odd, as most seemed not to care about it, there were some that recognized your discomfort and looked away quickly when they noticed you looking at them.

"This is embarrassing and highly inappropriate." you mutter, hoping you develop laser eyes so your death glares can be taken seriously.

"Yeah, well it's not pleasurable for us either." Apocrita retorted, her brow twitching as she stood by your side.

"I rather enjoy it. In fact, I think we should try to keep to this style in the future." Chrysalis stated with an almost cheery demeanor, being of course the only one of the Changelings that looked at you and truly enjoy your current state. You were fairly certain you saw her drooling a few times. Figures you'd make her wet on both ends.

The current condition you were pissed off about was your state of attire, or lack there of. At last, the excess amount of dirt and grime that had accumulated into your clothing, along with more than a couple of incidents that had torn and ripped the fabric, you'd come to Chrysalis demanding that she provide you with new clothing. Multiple things so that you could dress for the occasion or simply relax in comfort.

To your surprise, Chrysalis jumped on the opportunity. Being the queen of a hive of evil love suckers waiting to hear their demands for a hostage apparently left her with a lot of free time, and while she'd been keeping busy for the most part, she had declared the act of updating your wardrobe her priority for the day. She'd quickly assembled Changelings who had some talent in working with fabric and design, mostly learned from spying assignments across Equestria.

Of course, to make sure the clothing would fit, they had to get proper measurements done, and so they had basically stripped you down to your boxers. Now, you were never one to care all that much about exposing yourself, god knows you'd done it enough times while drunk or just generally trying to make an ass of yourself, and often doing so at the expense of others. However, this had been... not against your will, so much as not to your specifications. Naked because you wanted to be? Totally fine and fun. Naked because others told you to be? Demeaning!

Finally choosing to respond, not to Chrysalis, but to Apocrita, you said "Please Ap, you've seen worse than this." Indeed, when you woke up from your dream talk with Luna, you'd chosen that night to sleep in the buff, since you were getting tired of your boxers clinging uncomfortably in your sleep. After having a good cry because of Apocrita's interruption, you decided to get back at her by throwing off your sheets, exposing your still standing glory to the Changeling.

"I'd ask you not to remind me, but the horrors I've witnessed have been burned into my mind." Apocrita stated with a shudder of revulsion.

"Oh come off it. You should be honored. Probably the only time you'll ever see a hard dick in your life after all." you tormented the guard. The fact she hadn't jumped for joy at the sight was clearly a sign she swung for the other team after all. It explained so much about her.

Chrysalis laughed to herself as she levitated several different kinds of fabric before herself for inspection, although you noticed that it wasn't the most sincere you'd heard from her. "You know, I am truly happy to see you two getting along so well. I'd chosen Apocrita as your guard because she's a professional and an elite, but also because she has some level of personality that would keep you from feeling like you weren't by yourself." the queen stated, letting one of the fabrics drop into a basket that a Changeling took away. Her eyes then flashed over to the two of you, a coldness in them that you had never felt directed at you while you'd been in the hive, but seen plenty of times to others. "But also because she's not the type to warm up to anypony. After all, I'd hate for one of my elite guards to overstep her boundaries, requiring that I resort to some rather severe punishment."

Apocrita didn't say anything, but you could see the slightest of quivering in her wings. She didn't want to make Chrysalis feel at all like she was trying to hide anything, which she really shouldn't. The quips that went between the two of you were a fair indicator that nothing of the sort was going on... but still, it might help to vocalize that.

"Yeah, well you won't have to worry about that. I'm pretty sure she's gay anyways. If anything, the reason she's so hostile with me is because she wants you and is just jealous I get all the attention." you kindly explained. You really were too nice sometimes, just paving your way to the pearly gates with the generous acts.

At your words, Apocrita actually did break her stance, looking at you like you were an idiot. "What? No, I-"

"Oh excellent!" Chrysalis declared, the cold air about her disappearing as she dropped the remainder of the fabrics. Trotting over, she wedged herself between you and Apocrita, encompassing the both of you in her wings, which kinda hurt because they were sharp, insectoid wings, not at all like the soft, fluffy feathered ones of pegasi or alicorns. "I was really worried that you two were getting too close together. Why, hearing that Apocrita had the opportunity to see you in all your glory, I was actually concerned she was trying to be a little upstart and snatch you away from me." Chrysalis elaborated, her hard wings somehow curling a bit so that she could pull the two of you closer to her. "But now that I know this, I'm confident in my decision... and, would like to state, I'm not so narrow minded that I would neglect the idea of rewarding my lovely, little elite with a more intimate prize, seeing as those are her tastes." the queen threw in, for once giving a sultry look that wasn't directed at you.

You gave a little, unnoticed gasp at that revelation. Chrysalis was bisexual? Clearly you were some sort of prophet, because your dream was coming true! Sure, the dream had been more so about a bunch of horny mares wanting you, but you knew how you thought, and that was going to lead to some total girl-on-girl action!

"So... Chrysalis, you ever consider getting freaky with the princesses before?" you asked as subtly as possible.

While Apocrita looked at you like you were stupid, Chrysalis merely laughed, her wings retracting as she returned to the other Changelings. "Why, indeed I have, Anon." she answered, your hopes lifting with how easy it came. At this rate, you were going to become the savior of Equestria, the man who united the ponies and the Changelings, all with the power of your dick. They'd build statues of you. They'd build statues of your dick! They were both going to have to be huge.

"After all." Chrysalis continued, drawing you out of your daydream. "Once I've conquered Equestria and placed the princesses under my hooves, I'll morph the longest, fattest penis in existence, and ravage them until they're nothing but a group of brain dead ponies that even the most desperate creature wouldn't touch from how thoroughly I've ruined them!" Chrysalis explained, her words becoming increasingly more venomous as she expressed her complete and utter desire to destroy the princesses.

"... so... like, even if someone, say me, were to offer you all to an orgy with my glorious penis, you'd still-"

"Break in their holes so you wouldn't be able to feel a thing if you tried to stick it in." Chrysalis cut you off, giving you an almost apologetic look through her mane. "I mean nothing against you, as I'm sure you'd love to put those stupid ponies in their place, but I can't allow them the honor of finding pleasure in your shaft. In fact, that will be a majestic experience I'm going to make sure I alone will get to relish in."

So much for the pony peace orgy. Stupid sexy dream. Stupid Luna for interrupting the stupid sexy dream. Stupid Apocrita for interrupting your blowjob from stupid sexy Luna. Glancing down at the guard, you quickly flicked your hand up, slapping the tip of her ear, making her shake her head almost violently and looking up at you with a glare.

"What was that for?" she hissed, trying not to disturb Chrysalis as she ordered the Changelings about.

"You know what you did." you answered back. She probably didn't, but now she'd be questioning what she had done lately that ticked you off. Maybe she'd confess to something that you didn't know she had done and you'd have a new reason to be upset with her.

"Now Anon." Chrysalis announced as she turned to face you, totally ignorant of the short little spat you just had with Apocrita. "We've overheard your concerns in regards to the clothing and believe we have a few different options for you. Go ahead and look them over so we're sure this will be acceptable before allocating the resources toward your clothing. We only have so much fabric available and I'd hate for anything to be wasted."

You were a little surprised by Chrysalis' admission of actually caring about what was used for your needs and desires... then quickly lost interest as a notepad with several designs was levitated in front of your face. Eagerly taking the notepad, you began to inspect the various designs they had drawn up, actually taking the time to read the little notes about what fabric goes with what design, how it should provide one benefit, but may have another drawback. Trousers, shorts, underwear, t-shirts, button ups, even a bath robe! You were surprised by how efficient the Changelings were in deciphering your needs, just by looking at your form. There seemed to be only a few minor issues, but you were sure you could work those out rather quickly.

"I have to say, I'm impressed. For a species that only ever seems to be clothed when your magic makes it convenient for you, everything here seems to be fairly well designed." you complimented, the Changelings smiling, standing tall to soak in your praise. "I have... just a few questions."

"Whatever you asssssk of usssss, Ssssssir Anon, we sssshall do our besssst to meet your needssss." one of the Changelings hissed out. You wondered why she had a lisp like a snake, but didn't bother. She was just Changeling 014 to you and likely wouldn't make it back into circulation.

"For starters... Why the FUCK are all the pants crotchless!?" you bellow, shoving the notepad forward while displaying the page that showed the most leg wear. Sure enough, everything on it, underpants included, was conveniently missing fabric right where your genitals would be. Like, perfectly sized for your dick and balls to be exposed. You knew those extensive measurements around your no-no zone were too good to be true.

The Changelings did not speak, but instead turned their heads in unison to Chrysalis, who had her own head turned away, finding the ceiling suddenly so very interesting, an innocent whistle escaping between her fangs. It was only when the silence made clear that nobody was going to answer you did Chrysalis look down, acting surprised.

"Oh! What was that? Something about us not having enough fabric to cover all of your body? Such a shame, but we really must be conservative. Thankfully my attendants have thoroughly mapped out the most efficient area to take the material from." the queen answered, acting as though an answer had been provided and applauding it.

"Nobody said anything. None of them said a word about there not being enough fabric." you quickly state, shaking the notepad at you.

"Really?" Chrysalis asked, still acting surprised as she looked to the assembly. "I could have sworn I heard them saying so. Isn't. That. Right?" she insisted, emphasizing her words through clenched teeth near the end.

Before the sycophants could speak up on their queen's behalf, you demand "Cover my dick... with fabric, nothing else. I'm the only one that gets to choose when and where my ego and the grapes of wrath will be seen!"

"Grapes of wrath?" Apocrita asked, a brow elevated curiously at that one.

"A clever pun based off a book, and the fact that my testicles are so furiously backed up, you can forget blue balls and go for purple." you explain proudly.

"Gross."

"You're gross! Shut up!" you demand with almost a sob, bopping Apocrita on the head with the notepad.

"Oh very well." Chrysalis groaned, intervening before you further abused Apocrita. "I'll make sure that the pants cover everything." she relents, crossing her forelegs over her chest and pouting like a child. "Spoilsport."

"Glad we could fix that." you said, pleased that you could win this round. The look on the assembled Changelings faces did not go unnoticed by you, somewhat awed that anybody could change their leader's mind. "Moving onto the next issue."

"There's more?" Chrysalis asked, sincerely surprised by that.

Shooting her a look that said she should know better than to try and pull the wool over your eyes, you hold the notepad up, flipping the page. On it was a selection of accessories. Nothing you had particularly asked for or cared about, but weren't totally against having. A few different designs for belts, a new wallet since the one you came to Equestria with had gone through hell, and some hats should you feel the need for them. There was one item that stood out to you though.

"Why are you planning on making a collar for me?" you inquired, keeping your eyes on Chrysalis knowing that only she'd really answer you.

Prepared for this, she smiled and waved a hoof at you dismissively. "Oh Anon, that's called a 'choker'. It's actually a type of necklace, very trendy. I'm aware more mares wear them than stallions, but we're all very open minded here." she giggled.

"... you have a note stating there's supposed to be a dog tag saying 'Property of Queen Chrysalis' on it." you press, tapping your finger next to said note.

Chrysalis' eyes go wide, leaning in to check it, then turns back on the Changelings and hisses at them. "You idiots! You weren't supposed to put that on the notepad!"

"Don't go yelling at them, I wouldn't have worn it anyways." you chide, taking advantage of the position she left herself in to tap the notepad to the side of her head a few times.

Using her magic, Chrysalis took hold of the notepad, ripping it from your hands, and floated it before herself as she took a few steps back to face you. "Very well, I won't have them make the collar. Were there any other concerns, or have you finally decided to stop breaking my poor, fragile heart." Chysalis bemoaned, laying one of her forelegs over her head, just above her horn.

"There was actually one more thing." you replied, earning a legitimately shocked look.

"Impossible! I didn't bother trying to sneak anything else past you, I swear on my honor as Queen of the Changelings!" she gasped, her magic sending the pages flying in one direction, then another, trying to find what could possibly be wrong now.

"You won't find it in there because that's the issue, you neglected something." you state, reaching forward to take the notepad back, then making a 'gimme' hand motion to one of the Changelings, receiving a pencil in turn.

Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Chrysalis sat back on her flank. "We put down everything you had asked for. Don't tell me you suddenly came up with something else, like a mask to deny me your face or a chastity belt to keep me from getting to your ego and grapes, because I'll tell you right now, if I really was going to force myself on you, there's not a Tartarus-damned lock that can keep me off of you."

"So glad to know the only thing keeping you from raping me is your whim." you mutter. Finishing up with the notepad, you hand it back to Chrysalis, who takes it with her magic to inspect it. "You got a few T-shirts and other tops, but they're all kinda bland. I used to have a ton with bands, movies, and other designs on them back home, but none of those would make sense here. I'll leave it up to you guys to make some of your own design, but here's a few you can start with."

Chrysalis looked over the designs you had. Given you were a shit student in art class, nothing you drew was really that great, and most were simply described. However, there was one that actually made her bottom lip tremble, a tear rolling out from the corner of her eye.

The design had been labeled "My Changeling Family", and below it was a couple of drawings barely better than stick figures. One was a human with 'Me' written over it. The next one over was a poorly drawn Chrysalis, clearly by the way it was as tall as you, with holes in her legs, a massive horn that you could only draw by making it oddly spiral up, and represented her hair with a bunch of lines hanging down. Above her was written 'Chrysalis' with 'Step-Mom' in parentheses. Lastly was what seemed like a cross between the design you had for Chrysalis and a canine, half your height on your other side, above which was labeled 'Apocrita' and fittingly in parentheses 'Dog'.

Levitating the notepad over to the Changelings, Chrysalis wiped away the few tears that had made their way out, then offered you a sincere smile. Nothing sultry or seductive about it, which... was oddly more disconcerting than if it had been. "We'll have to make some changes to a few of those, but I think we can make it work out. I'm thinking... Mistress instead of Step-Mom."

While you were ready to comment on that, Apocrita got her own words in first. "Really? You actually showed some compassion? I'm legitimately surprised."

Snorting, you patted your hand on Apocrita's head a few times, getting an irritated growl out of her. "Well of course, even I'm not a total asshole." you assured her.

"Could have fooled me." the elite guard grumbled out, not bothering to remove your hand. "If you really wanted to make her happy, why not just mate with her already?"

"Agreed, I'd rather enjoy you showing your kindness that way." Chrysalis stated, the softer smile gone from her face, now replaced with a hungry sort of smirk, her tongue running over her lips, coiling at her fangs when it made contact with them.

"I can't believe this!" you shout, throwing your hands up in disgust. "I give you good nature from the bottom of my heart and this is how you repay me? I will not stand for this! And I will not sit for it either! You can objectify me as much as you like, but I will never bend to your desires, I have my dignity!" you declare, chest puffed up with pride as you began to march off, leaving them in your dust.

Apocrita sighed and started to follow after you. "I wonder if 'Dignity' is the name of his undergarment, because it's the only thing he has right now."

Author's Note

Even a monster like Anon has a heart. Too bad it's buried under layers of neglect, self-pity, and loathing. That said, Chrysalis may be wearing down on our not-so-heroic hero, but keep it in your pants folks! It's Anon's job to get all antsy about it! And in all honesty, not sure when I'll be writing the eventual sex scene the Sex tag promises.

Bookworms

"Wow Ap, just wow. Right when I think you can't surprise me any further, you find a whole new way to disappoint me." you mutter, shaking your head like a parent who just figured out that their child was doing drugs... and didn't have the decency to share any of them with you.

"Shut up Anon, you're hardly one to talk about disappointments." Apocrita shot back, trying her best to not let you put her down.

"Shows what you know. My mom said I was the King of all Disappointments, so I should know exactly what I'm talking about." you state proudly.

"That... would explain a lot." Apocrita accepts, her tone dropping most of its annoyance in favor of restrained concern.

Ignoring the rising reminder of parental neglect and abuse, you continue to mock Apocrita. "I thought you were supposed to be an elite guard, but it turns out you're a total nerd! I mean seriously, you brought me to a library!"

Indeed, you had allowed Apocrita the opportunity to go somewhere in the hive that she wanted to go for once, if only because you were out of ideas. So when she took you to the hive's library, you were both surprised to learn that the Changelings had a pretty good collection of books, as well as the fact that Apocrita was a huge nerd!

Instead of letting herself fall too deeply into your childish mocking, Apocrita said "I'm an elite guard because I read so many books."

"I refuse to believe that you need to be intelligent in order to fight people off." you protest.

"For your sake, I hope that Pharynx isn't checking out a book right now... but for my sake, I hope he shatters your jaw." Apocrita mutters, her eyes shifting from one book to another as she walked between the rows of shelves. Spying something, she fluttered her wings and flew high up, leaving you alone on the ground.

It was honestly a bit impressive, how incredibly large the library was. You'd have thought the Changelings were too insanely vicious to care for reading, but here you were, inside a chamber of the hive that was actually larger than the nursery had been. Furthermore, the assembly of books was almost on par with the royal library back in Canterlot, which you also had the misfortune of visiting when Twilight tried to bond with you. Already pissed at her at the time, you proceeded to urinate on several books she was planning on checking out. It was hilarious, until Celestia locked you in your room as time out. One whole hour by yourself... probably should have used that as a chance to masturbate.

You were shaken from your stupor when Apocrita landed beside you, another book added to her saddlebag. Looking around for witnesses, you reached out and plucked it from her bag, the Changeling spinning around to glare at you while you read the title.

"The Mystery of the Celestial Hooves... what the fuck is this?" you asked, cracking the book open to get a quick read, only for Apocrita to snatch it back from you.

"It's a mystery novel that I want to read, so back off!" she snapped, her forked tongue flicking out as she returned the book to her saddlebags.

"Mystery novel? You really do read for fun! Neeeeeerd!" you loudly declare, only for the Changeling apparently in charge of the library to pop her head out from behind a row of books to shush you.

Huffing, Apocrita returned to her search, her hoofsteps a little louder as her legs moved with her pent up anger. "So what if I do? When we were attempting to invade Canterlot by marrying Queen Chrysalis to the captain of the guard, I had been assigned to replace one of the wedding coordinators." she began to explain. You half wanted to tell her you didn't ask for this, but another part was curious as to where it was going.

"How does being a wedding coordinator lead to you liking books?... nerd." you asked, feeling it necessary to add 'nerd' every time you addressed her.

Your guard bit her tongue, then continued. "Because when we replace a pony, we try to take every aspect of their lives, so nopony can see through the illusion. Turns out my victim was a fan of novels of all sorts. Romance, adventure, mystery, horror, just about everything. Initially I was frustrated with wasting time that should have been directed toward ensuring Queen Chrysalis' total victory, but in time I found some books that interested me. When the plan fell apart and we returned to the hive, I started to visit the library for personal enjoyment."

"So... nerd." you reiterated. "Seriously, everything you just said equates to you being a huge nerd."

Snorting, Apocrita retorted "I should have figured that you'd say that. I doubt you can read anyways."

Gasping, you placed a hand on your chest like you'd just been struck. "I'll have you know, I've read plenty of books!"

"Doubtful." the elite stated with a unique roll of her eyes. You were getting better at reading expression and actions through those creepy bug eyes.

"It's true! I've read all the Harry Potter books, Dracula, Frankenstein, Moby-Dick... that last one had a misleading name and wasn't what I expected." you started to list off, only to get a bit sidetracked. You thought it was supposed to be a book about penises and, you don't know, how to make them bigger... for a friend. "Kinda gets hard to remember anything after that. Most of it's TV and Movies up here." you admit, tapping a finger to your temple.

At this point, you had Apocrita's interest. "Is that so? I've never heard of any of those books though, course, I suppose they're from your world. It'd be interesting to hear about them... although, I'm not sure what those really are."

You gasped once more, ashamed by the tragedy that is not knowing what TV or movies were... and were again shushed by the librarian. "Keep it up you old bitch, I'll take my dick out right now and start-"

"Anon! TV. Movies. Focus!" Apocrita suddenly hissed, trying to keep you from getting the both of you banned from the library, not that it'd stick. You could probably have Chrysalis execute the librarian and burn the whole place down if you really wanted to... but you didn't feel like being that much of an asshole right now.

"Right, right." you grumbled, taking a few deep breaths. Looking at Apocrita, for once not having a sadistic smirk or demented thought in your head, you said "So, TV and movies are pretty much the same thing, only one usually costs less and appears in smaller, lower quality formats for everyone to see, while movies usually cost a shit ton of money to make, have awesome quality and acting, and generally are best seen on stupidly large screens with the volume cranked up to levels that will probably impair your hearing later in life."

"... that... doesn't really explain to me what they are." Apocrita pointed out, her brow furrowed as she stared at you. This was looking to be a waste of her time, which figured considering she had willingly chosen to listen to you.

"Oh, right, duh." you said, smacking yourself in the head. "Okay, well, they're both like... books given life. The story, the characters, the scenery, all brought to life before you through acting, or sometimes animation, so that you can experience the story. The colors, the images, the sounds, the action, all in ways that you had only imagined before, now right before you."

"It sounds... actually rather fascinating." Apocrita admitted, her eyes holding a slight glimmer that you usually didn't see from her... or ever really. "Although, it seems like a bit of a waste. Part of the reason I like reading is because I can unfold the scene as I see fit. Sure, there's descriptions that you already have written down, but I've seen plays off of books before and they always seem to fall flat of what I had pictured in my mind."

"Pft, look at you, such an after school special about the wonder of books... nerd." you said, shaking your head at her words. She seemed to be little better than Twilight at this point.

"So you're saying they get interpretations perfect every single time?" she asked, sensing something wasn't quite right.

"Well... okay, no." you had to admit, rubbing a hand against the back of your neck as numerous examples flooded your mind. "There are times where they cut scenes or change them for the sake of a show or movie, but it takes away from the characters. Hell, sometimes a character gets dropped completely because they feel they're unnecessary! Those stupid motherfuckers!" you shout, fists clenched as you prepare to punch one of the bookshelves.

Apocrita certainly seemed astounded by the raw emphasis behind your hatred for imperfect book adaptations, which was quickly followed by a smug look. "Why Anon, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you actually love books. Might it be that you're... a nerd?"

Your eyes widened, mouth flapping for a moment to try and draw in air, but failed. Then, like stick of dynamite whose fuse reached its end, you exploded. "What!? No, shut up! You're the nerd! I'm not a nerd! All the cool kids were my friends! That's why they chose to honor me at prom as the king! I don't know how that pig's blood got above my head!" you bellowed, grabbing books off the shelves and started chucking them across the library as you raged.

"Be quiet or get out!" the librarian hissed, sick of your constant shouting at last. The mess you were making definitely wasn't helping out any, her eyes seeming to flash with rage at the sight.

Spinning on your heel, you pointed one finger at the old Changeling and another to your crotch. "Choke on my dick you old bug bitch!"

"Anon!" Apocrita yelped, quickly grabbing the back of your pants and pulling you away while you made increasingly more perverse gestures at the shocked Changeling, getting you behind one of the shelves just as you started unzipping your pants.

Releasing your pants, Apocrita quickly shoved one of her hooves into your hip, pinning you against the shelf, reminding you she was surprisingly strong for her size. "What the hell is wrong with you?! You may not care about coming back here, but I want to keep checking out books!" she chastised you, trying to keep herself from yelling.

"Pft, you won't get banned from the library. If she tries, I'll just tell Chrysalis to demand you be let back in. I'm kind of a big deal you know." you declare, crossing your arms over your chest and giving a cocky grin.

Instead of being grateful for your infinite generosity, Apocrita only applied more pressure, making you wince. "This is serious! The library may not matter much, but eventually Queen Chrysalis will get tired of your shit, so quit expecting that you're going to get everything like some sort of petulant child!"

Grimacing, you placed a hand on her leg and pushed the hoof off of you. "Actually, I can." you respond, although the usual overbearing cockiness wasn't there. Looking around to see if anypony, especially that bitch librarian, was listening in, you crouched down to whisper to Apocrita. "Between you and me, if I absolutely have to, I will fuck Chrysalis. It's the ace up my sleeve, my 'Get-Out-Of-Jail-Free' card. Perhaps literally."

Apocrita's eyes widened a bit, but instead of seeming impressed, she just turned away and began to walk down the aisle. "I can't believe we actually discovered a creature more manipulative than our queen." she sighed, seemingly disappointed. Shooting a quick look at you, but not stopping, she added "You know, I was actually enjoying our conversation for a moment. For once, it wasn't just dick jokes with you. You actually had something to contribute to a conversation and made me forget I've been an overly glorified babysitter for the past couple of days."

Frowning, you quickly followed after her, your longer legs allowing you to catch up quickly. "Dial down the emo a bit. I think I preferred simple nerd Ap to this."

"Whatever. I'm done trying. Just let me get my books and I'll put them away so we can go back to doing whatever it is you want." Apocrita requested. It felt like you had finally broken her, which in most cases would have been rather pleasing, but this was... not really what you wanted.

Knowing what you had to do, you took in a deep breath, then reached out, an arm at either side of the Changeling, and took hold of her just below her belly. Before she could react, you hoisted her up, surprised at how truly light she was, and pulled her against you so that her wings were pinned between her body and your chest, keeping your arms wrapped tightly around her in a hug.

"A-Anon, what are you doing?" Apocrita asked, squirming to try and get out of your hold, but avoiding thrashing about so nobody would end up seeing you two like this.

"Shush Ap, I need to do this." you state, giving an extra little squeeze before holding her out from you, shifting her around in your arms so she'd be facing you. The look on her face was priceless to be sure, violet eyes bugging out even more so than usual, with a red tinge on her cheeks that didn't fully make sense to you, since she had an exoskeleton.

Inhaling once more, you opened your mouth and said "Ap, I'm s-... I'm sor-ugh. I'm s-s-sor-AGH! Oh god, it hurts more than I thought it would." It turned out that your apology was hurting you more than you thought it would. The bile building up in your throat stung.

"Are you... are you trying to apolo-" Apocrita tried to ask, but you shook her up and down to keep her from finishing.

"N-no, you need to let me do this." you demand, not caring that you probably rattled her brain doing that. Swallowing your disgust with yourself, you closed your eyes and quickly rambled out "Ap, I'm sorry!" You had to drop her after that, clutching your stomach from the pain of your apology. "Christ, never let me have to do that again."

Apocrita stared at you, now seated on the floor before you after you let go, a mixture of bewilderment and something you couldn't quite recognize on her face. "You really suck at apologies, you know that?"

"I never apologize for my actions because it's an admission of guilt, my lawyer taught me that." you groan, straightening up as your stomach settles.

"Sounds like you have a really shitty lawyer and do a lot of bad things." she replies, although you can't help but notice that she seems to be smiling a small bit now. "But I suppose I should be happy that you would actually apologize to me then."

"You should. Brag about it if you want, cause the next time I do, it'll be in court during my sentencing." you state. You'll be damned when the day comes and they finally find the bodies and pin it to you.

Snorting, Apocrita looked you up and down, like she was trying to find something that she thought she'd missed. "Well, it's still a pretty shitty apology, so how about you do me a favor?"

"Holy dicks on a princess, I just apologized to you AND gave you a hug, and you still want more? You greedy bitch. Chrysalis would be sucking my dick right now if I gave her either." you exclaim, half expecting the librarian to shush you again, but after a few seconds you determined she learned her lesson. The books would be safe from your urine... for now.

"I'm pretty sure Queen Chrysalis would be sucking your dick right now if you'd just let her." Apocrita pointed out, not only poking a hole in your statement, but utterly ripping it a new asshole to anally ravage.

"Yeah, you're right on that one." you admitted. You thought about who else you could have named, but realized that the only people Apocrita would recognize were people you didn't want near your dick. Giving a shrug, you decided to humor Apocrita for her words and said "Fine, what do you want?"

She gave another soft smile and said "Nothing big, ju-"

"Like my dick." you quickly interrupt. She shot you a look, but the wide grin on your face said you weren't going to make any further remark.

"... Just that some time, you go ahead and tell me one of those stories from your world. As best as you can remember anyways." she concluded, her eyes set a little hard at first, but softening as the request came without further interruption.

"Huh, well... I guess, sure." you acknowledged, giving a shrug. "I'll try to think of a good one. I don't think all of them translate over to magic pony land very well. I mean, your world is basically a total fantasy that makes some of my stories mundane, and science fiction doesn't work if you don't really get the science."

"Perfect, we'll make a night of it, maybe when you want to get away from Queen Chrysalis for a bit and are fine with just holing up in your room." Apocrita suggests, offering an earnest smile as she rose up to continue perusing the library.

Following after her, you felt your stomach rumble and remembered that it was about time for lunch. "Hurry up and finish, I'm starving." you demand, once more returning to your childish behavior of abusing your caretaker.

Despite having to deal with your attitude, Apocrita didn't seem to be all that bothered, humming a bit before responding. "Sure, we can get you something to eat."

Your brow lifted up, asking "And what about you?"

She stopped, seemed to think it over, then continued on in the span of three seconds. "You know, I was thinking it before, but I'm not all that hungry now."

Author's Note

No, Anon has not actually killed anyone, in case you were wondering. I've also taken note of the various ships going on in the comments. Anon x Ap, Anon x Chrysalis, Anon x Luna, Anon x Anon's Right Hand, and the controversial Anon x Anon's Left hand. Well I figured I'd stoke the flames of war with this chapter... that, and to show that despite the fact Anon's an asshole, there is something resembling a heart in his chest, but the doctor's say it's just a tumor.

Game Night With "Friends" 2: The Worst Possible Outcome

There was an exchange of looks between you, Apocrita, and Pharynx as you all processed what Chrysalis just declared. A game with higher stakes? You thought she just wanted to have fun, maybe weaken your resolve with games and snacks, eventually leading you to agreeing to rock her bug world with the wonders of your amazing penis. But now? Now she was talking about something clearly more direct, the malicious look on her face cementing it.

"What did you have in mind?" Pharynx asked, seeing as nobody else was going to dare.

Dragging her hoof slowly toward the edge of the table, Chrysalis answered "We'll play one more game. A simple game, but one that I find to be rather fun. But it's not the game itself that's so much fun, but the prize at the end of it."

"Hookers and blow!" you shout, although by the time the others give you a weird look, you had already realized how weird that sounded. Where would you even find drugs in pony land?

"No... A wish. Three wishes actually," Chrysalis corrected you, not thrown off in the slightest by your outburst.

You have to clasp a hand over your mouth to silence the girlish squeal that almost escapes. When you remove your hand, you ask "You're a genie?"

Chuckling darkly, which should be another sign that this wasn't a good idea, Chrysalis once more answered "No. See, with my magic, I can create a special binding contract between the four of us. Whoever wins can ask any one thing of each of the losers. Three losers, three requests. Obviously, you'd only be able to ask something they are capable of doing."

Pharynx and Apocrita exchanged concerned looks once more, an unspoken conversation going on between the two that seemed to speak on a level that you would not be able to pick up on. It didn't seem to bother Chrysalis at all though, as her gaze was solely fixated on you. Did you have a chip stuck in your tooth? No, you didn't taste jerky. Mmmm, jerky. Oh right! Snacks!

Apocrita gave a hesitant nod to Pharynx before facing her queen. "I'm up for it my queen, but I am curious as to what the game is," she asked, trying to ignore you as you rummaged through the various snacks. So many were disqualified on the grounds that they were made for ponies, like daffodil cakes! Gross mini-horses.

"A simple game, but if you're interested, please, place your hoof in the center of the table," Chrysalis requested, although her even saying please seemed to send more cold chills through the room than if she had just demanded it. The queen herself placed her own holey hoof on the table, looking to her subjects not so much expectantly as she just knew they were going to.

And indeed, Pharynx and Apocrita did as asked, but as Ap did so, she said "I'm fine with this, but I think Anon might want to know the rules of the game before he-"

"Nope, I'm in," you state, having found a chocolate bar and placing it into the center with your hand. "Nut up or shut up, and I'm totally going to use this to make Ap walk around all day with a butt plug."

"Wait, what? Hold on, I'm reconsi-" Apocrita began to protest.

"Too late!" Chrysalis declared, her horn glowing a brighter green than you'd ever seen before, firing into your assembled hoofs and hand. You felt a burning sensation in your hand, forming an emblem that looked like... a winking Chrysalis? Shit, you didn't want that to be your first tattoo. Also, your chocolate melted. Dammit!

"Tsk, dammit Anon! I'm not going to let you win!" Apocrita cursed, glaring at you with almost as much intensity as the pain in your hand right now, a matching emblem on her hoof.

"Oh, you won't be able to focus solely on him. After all, the game I have planned allows no cheating," Chrysalis cooed.

"You can totally cheat in poker," you correct, earning a confused look from the others. "What? I'm not deaf, I heard her muttering about betting and poker face. Maybe listen a little more, you won't have all these divides up in your world. Also, she's your queen, you should be ashamed of yourselves," you chastised the other two.

"A smart guess... but I'm afraid you're wrong," Chrysalis corrected.

Wait, you weren't playing poker? Then how were you going to stuff cards up your sleeves?... wait, how were you going to do that when you had removed your own shirt anyways? Why had nobody mentioned you being shirtless since you took it off!? This was some bullshit.

"So what are we playing?" you asked, doing your best to flex your pecs, only succeeding in pushing your chest out like a college girl trying to get out of a traffic ticket.

"We'll be playing one of the oldest games in all of Equestria. The first game invented by Changelings, and one still used to this day to help teach the young how to do what they were born for," Chrysalis stated, earning a shocked look from the other Changelings at the table.

"You're not seriously talking about Deception, are you?" Apocrita asked, her wings flicking out nervously.

"Well, at least we know Anon won't win," Pharynx followed up, not even sparing you a look at the comment. You'd teach him you could play Deception with the best of them!... whatever the hell Deception was.

"What the hell is Deception?" you asked.

"Simply put, it's a game of lies. We'll each take turns saying something about ourselves, then the rest will have to guess if it's the truth or a lie. For every lie you successfully get past somepony, you earn a point. In a game like this, where four of us are playing, you'll be able to three points if you trick us all, but if only one of us believe your lie, you earn only one point. Furthermore, for every truth you or lie you successfully identify, you earn one point. Of course, we write down the answer on a piece of paper that's flipped over afterwards, just so nopony tries to end up saying a truth is a lie for more points, but since we have the magically binding contract, my magic itself will keep any answers from being lied about" Chrysalis explained, lifting her hoof up to show the emblem glowing slightly. So far, you were understanding the rules, it actually seemed pretty simple.

"So, what's to keep me from just saying everything is a lie?" you ask, seeing a loophole, but knowing that these Changelings were too tricky for that.

Smirking as you identified the potential weakness, Chrysalis said "If you say that something is a lie, but it ends up being true, you're penalized and lose two points and whoever told the truth earns a point."

"Good incentive to keep people from spamming the 'lie' button," you acknowledged, nodding your head approvingly. "Alright, lets do this. It'll be easier than masturbating on your throne when nobody's looking."

Her cool, sly demeanor broke as Chrysalis blinked in surprise, Pharynx and Apocrita equally astonished by the declaration. "You... you've masturbated on my throne?" she asked, clearly interested at the idea, but also upset that you'd do such a thing.

"Of course not," you answer, the looks of surprise falling, but quickly followed by confusion. "Ap's always watching me, and while I could care less if she watched me masturbate, she'd try to stop me. I said it was easier than masturbating on your throne, which is really hard to do, so I'm still right," you explained.

While you grinned stupidly at them, Chrysalis' confidence seemed to melt away. It seemed like, all at once, she came to remember that while you weren't a Changeling, a creature born and bred for deceiving ponies, you were something else entirely. You were a creature of the unknown, whose view on even the simplest manner was distorted, twisted in such a violent way that lies instead became perverse truths... and even worse, she had just locked the car doors and put you in the driver's seat. She, along with Pharynx and Apocrita, were in for a wild ride.

"Right... well, we'll keep this simple," Chrysalis declared, running her forked tongue over one fang to hone her edge once more. "Three rounds. We each take a turn. Whoever has the most points at the end will be the winner. We'll start with Apocrita, then Pharynx, then me, and finally Anon. We'll begin whenever you're ready, Apocrita."

"Great," Ap mumbled, taking in a deep breath. She pondered the different truths or lies she could throw out there, to best throw everyone off. "I hate Anon."

"True," Pharynx answered quickly, the speed he stated it with hurting you internally. You'd use your command to hurt him emotionally and physically for that.

"True," Chrysalis stated, smiling with the knowledge.

"Lies!" you cry out, pointing a finger at her angrily. "Bitch, you love me and you know it!"

"... somehow, despite how much he pisses me off... no, I don't hate Anon. That was a lie," Apocrita acknowledged, earning herself two points and you one. Pharynx seemed only mildly irritated, Chrysalis seemed more... angry, and you... well, you were giving a cheeky grin that was probably making Apocrita hate you.

"I thought you had better judgment than that," Pharynx snorted, shaking his head. "I've never liked someone so incompetent before."

"That's a lie," Chrysalis quickly stated, surprising Pharynx at the fact she thought he had started.

"Wait, that wasn't-"

"Total lie," you agreed.

"Yeah, we know about Thorax, it's a lie," Apocrita concluded the judgement.

"I... whatever, fine, I guess it was a lie," Pharynx sighed, the idea of winning already leaving his mind.

"Do be careful what you say. I do play to win," Chrysalis chided Pharynx, making it clear that if someone slipped up, she would pounce like the predatory bug she was. Preying mantis, eat your heart out... and maybe your mate's head. Damn, now that you thought about it, would Chrysalis do that to you? Shit, you might need to redouble your efforts on letting her fuck you some day.

"Of course, we're all playing to win. Who plays to lose? Just losers!... wait, but does that mean they win? Shit, this is getting trippy," you ponder, rubbing your head. Now was not a time to be freaking yourself out.

Stroking her chin with a hoof, Chrysalis considered your words. "I feel like that happens often with you, my dear Anon... but now is not the time. No, now is the time for me to win. I've... had sex in all my holes. Every. Last. One."

You grunted as you felt your pants get way tighter, pulling closer to the table to cover yourself up, while Pharynx and Apocrita just went slack jaw. Chryalis seemed to smirk only more confidently, her eyes fluttering a bit at you as she pushed out her chest.

"Um... true?" you ask more than state.

"I... true," Apocrita meekly said.

"I'm hoping false," Pharynx muttered.

"Mmm, so sorry Pharynx, but you seem to be the only one not getting a point this round," Chrysalis purred.

"I really do hope you cleaned them afterwards. You've touched me with those hooves a lot," you acknowledged.

"Oh, don't worry, I haven't had fun with anypony else since I met you," Chrysalis assured you, licking her lips. This was taking a turn you hadn't expected.

Thinking of the only way to change this, you quickly took your turn. "I named my penis Vlad the Impaler."

"You... seriously Anon? You already told us you named it Ego. Lie," Apocrita scoffed, surprised at how stupid you were.

"I'm... concerned that this is apparently a thing. I'll follow Apocrita's lead and say it's a lie," Pharynx agreed.

"And here I thought you were taking this seriously Anon, it's a lie," Chrysalis stated.

You looked around the table before casting your eyes down in seeming defeat... only to look up and shout at them, flipping them all off. "Haha! Fuck you! I did name my dick Vlad the Impaler!"

"What!?" Chrysalis shouted, shocked by the fact you apparently beat her.

"You're messed up Anon!" Apocrita yelled, scooting her seat away from you.

"I'm... also surprised," Pharynx muttered, not sure what to make of this.

"You fools believed that a penis can have only one name! My dick's like a celebrity! Like Eminem also being Slim Shady!" you declare, soon after laughing like a fool as you relished the fact you were leading with six points, while Apocrita followed up with four, then Chrysalis with two, and Pharynx with zero... oh wait, that was negative two.

"This feels less like a game of lies and more like an acknowledgment of terrible truths," Apocrita grumbled, holding her head in her hooves.

"Be that as it may, it's your turn again," Chrysalis stated, but she phrased it like a command.

"Of course it is... fine then. I've... um... I've had sex with stallions... and mares," the elite guard posed. This one had curious looks from everyone.

"I want to say lie... but I've been wrong so far, so true," Pharynx answered.

Purring, Chrysalis gave Apocrita a knowing smile. "Oh, that's not something a good little guard would lie about. True."

"Ap... I'm so proud of you! I didn't know you were bisexual!" you cheered, basically stating you thought it was true.

Sighing, Apocrita tried to bury her face in her hooves again. "Why is it so easy for you guys to believe that as true?... it is though... but only because I had to do it undercover!" she quickly shouted.

Pulling her closer, you gave her a pat on the head. "There, there, it's okay. We don't need to know the details... now. That can come later, when I can take my pants off and masturbate to the whole story," you try to comfort her, although something about it seems to make her sob more. They had to be tears of joy, you were sure of it.

Looking between the two of you, Pharynx asked "Should we... continue?"

"The contract is binding. We can't end it prematurely," Chrysalis explained, her eyes narrowed as you rubbed Ap's head. She was certainly on an emotional roller coaster.

"Let's just get this over with then, I'm learning more about everypony than I ever wanted to," Pharynx admitted his aversion to the unnecessarily personal information. "I once killed another Changeling for picking on my brother."

"My, Pharynx, I knew you were a cold elite, but murder?... I like it. I do hope it's true," Chrysalis complimented the guard.

"I get the feeling that's not a punishable offense here. True," you chirp up.

"I know, I saw you bury the body. True," Apocrita declared.

"... I stand no chance at this game... I'm really questioning my position as an elite now," Pharynx stated, the feeling of a mid-life crisis practically rolling off of him in waves. It was sad, you wished he'd shut up. Thankfully, Chrysalis took the lead.

"Now then, let me show you how it's done," Chrysalis said, clearing her throat for a moment. Shooting you yet another look, almost scorching hot with lustful intentions, she said "I've never been submissive during sex."

You had to stop patting Apocrita's head at that point, now stroking your chin in thought. "Interesting. As queen, and one as violent as you, I have total reason to believe you're telling the truth... but my perverse senses tell me that's a lie. That deep down, you occasionally enjoy a rough fucking where you give up control. My guess is that the thrill of not being in charge for once is the sort of thing that drives you wild, an unknown territory that addresses parts of you that can't ever be touched elsewhere. I'll say you're lying."

"I don't like the idea of admitting this, but... Anon hasn't been wrong yet. I'm guessing it's a lie," Apocrita stated, although her eyes were on you, clearly thrown off by the oddly in depth explanation you gave about the sexual nature of her queen.

"... a lie," Pharynx repeated, finding it easier to just follow along.

Clicking her tongue, Chrysalis looked at her Changelings with some irritation. "You know, it's not fun if you're just going to piggyback off of others," she growled at them. When she turned her attention to you though, she added "You on the other hoof... have an insight to me that makes me shudder when I think about what you'd do if you truly got into me."

"Probably terrible, terrible things that would make you regret ever meeting with Vlad," you answer with a shrug. "But now it's my turn! Hm... Ah, I got it. I almost got a blowjob from Luna once."

An amused snort from Apocrita drew a frown from you. "Seriously Anon? You couldn't think of a better lie?" Apocrita laughed, waving a hoof dismissively at you. "It's a total lie."

That. Bitch. You were so going to get her after this. The Impaler will rise to the challenge!

"As far as I'm concerned, nopony's ever touched one of the princesses sexually. Ever. It's a lie," Pharynx answered.

Yet again, Chrysalis had an icy glare, perhaps at her most deeply hateful you'd seen her the entire night... which also meant ever. "I have tried, for twice as long as those bitches in Canterlot, to get you to do anything with me. I refuse to believe that almost let that starry-maned cunt anywhere near your dick," Chrysalis stated with such venom that you were hoping that Chitin wasn't too far away to administer an antivenom.

You should have been hesitant to answer, but you had to grin as they fell into your trap. "Wrong! Luna was totally going to slob on my knob like it was corn on the cob! This round goes to Anon!"

At this point, you pretty much had the game won, leading with an astounding twelve points, Apocrita and Chrysalis still at four and two respectively, and Pharynx still at negative two as well. Your truth undid any progress the rest of them had made this round. The only way you'd lose was if they all told truths that you believed to be lies and Apocrita dominated the round. Still, everyone knew the game couldn't end until you played it all the way through, Chrysalis had made that clear.

Looking around the table, now pretty much tired of the game as it was and just wanting it to be over, Apocrita gave out a sigh. "Final round, let me not embarrass myself," she muttered, drawing something on the table with one hoof. "I hate the nickname 'Ap' that Anon gave me."

"That one has to be true," Pharynx answered, casting a look at you that said he didn't believe anyone could like something you issued.

Chrysalis also looked at you for a moment, before refocusing on Apocrita. "I'm saying it's a lie. Perhaps at first she hated it, but I get the feeling it's grown on her."

"Of course she loves it, I gave it! That's a total lie," you proudly declare, leaning in toward Apocrita and nudging her with an elbow.

The elite guard seemed to struggle with her words, like she was trying to lie, but couldn't because of the magic of the contract. "It's... a lie," she admitted, letting her head just fall forward so her snout pressed against the table.

"You're really disappointing me as an elite guard right now," Pharynx grunted, shaking his head.

"True," Chrysalis quickly stated, once more taking advantage of Pharynx casual statement to launch an answer.

"True," you repeated.

"Twue," Apocrita mumbled from her position.

"... yeah, sure, that's true," Pharynx acknowledged, knowing he couldn't win and just tired of spending the night with you all at this point.

Giving a coy look, Chrysalis looked to you as she seemed to before the start of every round. "Seeing as Anon has this won regardless of what he or I do the rest of the round, I may as well have some fun with this," she stated, a plot unfolding behind those green eyes. "If Anon were to simply submit to my desires... and not prove inadequate in the bedroom, or wherever else we might decide to breed, I would be absolutely willing to declare him my mate and King of the Changelings."

"Please be true, please be true, please be true," you immediately start whispering, fingers crossed. You weren't sure how much longer you were going to hold out in this hive, and if the princesses didn't act quickly, you were likely going to end up fucking Chrysalis in every hole and position you could think of. Considering how many holes she had and positions you'd seen, that was a lot of fucking.

"Please be a lie, please be a lie, please be a lie," Apocrita groaned out, not wanting the thought of you and her queen in her mind any longer.

"For the sake of the hive, I'm praying that's a lie," Pharynx answered, his face actually going a bit pale at the thought.

Clicking her tongue as though she was disappointed, but the sultry smirk still on her face, Chyrsalis replied "Oh dang. I was so hoping to trick you all. At least I got two points, because that was the truth." As you cheered and the Changelings lamented this disturbing knowledge, Chrysalis leaned in close to you, dipping her forked tongue into your ear, tickling it, and whispered "I do hope you'll remember that because of the magic, I can't lie about my answer."

You opened your mouth to mention how hard your dick was at the moment, but remembered that could be taken as your statement for the round. Given you also didn't care. You'd won it, flawless victory bitches! Also, why would you care if anyone knew your dick was hard? Hell, you'd want them to know.

Before you could make that your last statement, Chrysalis spoke up again. "Tis a shame the game is coming to an end. You apparently have such a way with manipulating your words and quite some secrets. After all, you'd been with the princesses for only a week, and yet you apparently got that moon-assed slut ready to give you a blowjob." Chrysalis paused, then turned her eyes toward Apocrita, something of a sneer forming. "Unless Apocrita has been failing me and somehow let one of my greatest enemies past her to see you."

Gulping, Apocrita looked up at Chrysalis in fear and stammered to answer, but finding her words were failing her. This wasn't good. You actually liked Apocrita, and her she was, about to get her head bitten off by her queen... probably literally. You didn't want that at all.

"Of course not, I've only seen Changelings since the negotiations," you covered for your guard, patting her on the back to comfort her.

Regaining some of her confidence from the kindly gesture, Apocrita nodded. "I swear to you my queen, I have not allowed anypony to see Anon unless you wished it."

"Hm... I'll take that your answer is 'true' then. Pharynx, your answer?" Chrysalis asked, not bothering to look at her other elite.

Wait, what? Was she using your statement as your answer? That was so cheap! She totally manipulated you into saying that!.. oh... oh fuck nuts. The magic of the contract.

"I have to believe it's the truth, my scouts have seen nopony come near the hive outside of Strong Words and his guards," Pharynx agreed, although he seemed interested in where this was going as now.

Nodding in agreement, Chrysalis said "I do believe my guards when they say that they would not allow anypony near my dear Anon or seen anypony in the area... but I do believe that Anon is still lying to us."

All eyes fell on you, waiting for the answer. Your jaw clenched for a moment, trying to think of some way out of this... but you couldn't. Unless you could reason that you didn't actually see Luna because it was in a dream, but then your blowjob statement earlier would have been a lie.

"Well it's clearly tr-... It's tr-... TR-. TRRRRRRRRRRRRR-RAGH!" you try to lie, ending with your hands slamming down on the table.

Shaking her head, Chrysalis said "Just admit it was a lie, the magic can't be overcome."

"... it was a lie," you admit, hanging your head in defeat.

Pharynx and Apocrita exchanged a glance, then looking to Chrysalis, clearly afraid of whatever reaction she might have for such terrible news. How utterly violent she might become at the idea that you were in contact with the princesses, despite how securely she had been holding you.

Yet, all the queen seemed to do was smirk, as though she had won the game. "Well played, Anon. You've won the whole thing," she congratulated you, reaching out to stroke your shoulder. "And I think we all learn some interesting things about one another. We really must do this again some time," she added, her fangs perfectly displayed as she rose from her seat. "But for now, I have grown tired, and will retire for the evening."

Watching her leave the table, her hips swaying in a way that was really drawing your attention to her flank, you suddenly remembered. "Wait, what about my prize?"

Looking over her shoulder at you, a sultry stare smoldering in her eyes, she answered "Use them whenever you so wish, they won't be going anywhere. But after your victory, I'm sure you'll want some time to consider what it is you really want."

That was true. At this point, you really had no idea what you wanted from any of them. Plus, after that psychological fake out she gave you, manipulating you into admitting a secret you had no intention of even playing around with, you weren't sure of anything... except that Chrysalis' ass really did look good right now.

Author's Note

Yeah, that got less dramatic and more like a game of truth or dare, but with the dares becoming a prize. Also a lot more dialogue heavy than I was hoping to do, even though most of my stuff comes from dialogue. But I think I'm pretty proud of this chapter and where it went. Sex, humor, and the underlying realization that Anon fucked up.

A Day In Hell

You yawned as you wormed your way out of your bed, always enjoying how incredibly tight it felt. It was always so confusing how that made you comfortable, but it made you think back to a time that was so much simpler, so much easier on you.

Casting the thought of the past out of your head, you struggled to walk, your legs always a bit shaky after you had just woken. You needed to wash up, and you'd just finally gotten a bowl of water to start your day off. It really did surprise you how much it took to get that, but you were just happy to have it. As you moved, you chanted your morning mantra.

"You are Apocrita. You are an individual. You are an elite."

A few other Changelings cracked their eyes open, looking at you in irritation, but quickly stopped when they recognized who you were. They had gotten used to your routine for the most part... or at least, had learned that messing with you was a bad idea. Stemmata learned that when your kick knocked one of his eyes out. Now he can't blink without remembering not to fuck with you... Fuck? Damn Anon and his world's curses were getting in your head now.

Sighing, you stopped at the bowl of water, leaning forward to dip your face into it, the cool liquid helping to wake you up. You hold your breath for a moment, just enjoying it a bit longer, before letting it all out, bubbles flowing back up into your face, tickling your exoskeleton.

Pulling away, you let the water drip off your face, disrupting the water until it finally came to a stop. Seeing your reflection, you gave a slight frown. You were always proud of your violet eyes, the way they helped separate you from the others. It was part of the reason you had a morning mantra, to remind yourself that you were more than just a part of the hive. That you were an entity that was defined more than your species. Yes, you cared for your people and were proud to be an elite for them, but you had your own separate thoughts and feelings.

But your reflection was different. The Changeling you saw was... still you. There was no denying that. But you were different. You'd noticed it over the past couple of days. Your fin had started taking color of its own, now starting to become violet like your eyes. You'd only seen Pharynx have a fin that wasn't just black. And going back to your eyes, they weren't just violet. They were shimmering, like gems in the light. Ugh, you hated that, it sounded so corny, but it was true.

"Yes, your physical changes are a true anomaly," you heard, making you spin around, fangs bared while growling at the entity that dared to try and sneak up on you. Only, you found it was Chitin, staring at you without even the slightest hint of fear. Thank the hive he hadn't been sent out on any missions, because he was totally lacking in survival instincts.

"Chitin, don't sneak up on me like that. I could have snapped your neck with a double kick to your jaw," you chide the awkward Changeling, relaxing your stance, wings flickering before settling.

"I'm aware," Chitin replied, not at all intimidated by the statement. "However, in all of my previous instances of approaching you without announcing my presence, you've taken notice of me every single time. I believe your intense focus regarding the physical change you've been undergoing lately is the reason for this," Chitin stated, walking forward to better inspect you.

Sighing, you looked at him with irritation, but didn't stop him from his inspection. Actually, you were sort of glad that he was here. Yesterday, before the horrors of the Game Night, you had stopped by Chitin when Anon was busy getting into a fight with one of lesser guards for looking at him funny. You knew the guard, he actually admired Anon immensely and just didn't know how to say it. Anon thought he was being mocked and demanded a fist fight. The concept of fists was beyond the poor guard, and so it basically just ended up with Anon body slamming the poor guy. It continued into a-

Dammit! Even when you didn't have to deal with him, Anon was fucking with your train of thought. You'd gone to Chitin asking him about the changes in your body. You'd already undergone the miracle, and horror, of metamorphosis during your adolescence. He did some quick tests, then said he'd get back to you with the answers.

"It really is quite astounding. The changes are minimal, nothing really affecting your body's functionality for the good or bad," he observed, poking a hoof to your fin, making it twitch.

"Well that's a relief, I suppose," you snort, eyes rolling before focusing on him. "Can you tell me what the cause of it is? If I need to stop it, I'd like to know why."

Humming, almost ignoring your words, Chitin leaned in till you could feel his breath. Your legs tensed, ready to strike him, but stopped when he said "I believe it's dietary. Physical changes in Changelings not brought about by their own magic usual do."

"Yeah, well, I have been eating better since Queen Chrysalis let me eat with her and Anon," you admitted, giving a shrug.

Stopping in his observations, Chitin gave you an almost irritated look, the most emotion you really ever got from him. "Do me a favor Apocrita, if you're going to lie to me about your diet... well, just don't. It's unbecoming and absolutely going to fail, seeing as I am the closest thing to a medical professional this hive ever has and ever will produce."

"Wow, you almost sounded as bad as Anon for a moment there," you state, the ego on this guy proving surprisingly big. Made you wonder... Dammit! You weren't going to think about that!

Once more ignoring your words, Chitin stated "Most Changelings will notice holes in their legs and wings filling as a result of love they eat. Of course, the holes will return once they are malnourished enough. However, it appears that you're getting a taste of something different. What sort of love have you been eating lately?"

"There are different kinds of love?" you asked, legitimately surprised by this.

"As my observations show, yes," Chitin answered, sitting down and clearing his throat like he was going to start a lecture. "There are seven different types of love. Passionate, friendly, familial, universal, uncommitted, romantic, and self-love. Starting with passionate, it's more a-"

Shoving your hoof to Chitin's mouth, with enough force that was just short of harming him, you cut him off. "I don't need to know all of that. I'm pretty sure I'm just eating friendly love."

Pulling away from your hoof, Chitin harumphed. "Very well then. Friendly love is surprising though, not usually the sort of nutritional value that you need for such a change, but perhaps you simply have an adaptive biology... or, it could be that human love, even in friendly form, is especially nutritious," Chitin pondered, rubbing a hoof to his chin in wonder.

"How are you so sure it's Anon's love?" you asked, keeping a stern look at him.

"He is literally the only being capable of showing affection in this hive outside of the Love Shack... plus, you're constantly by his side," Chitin pointed out.

"That's where you're wrong. Anon is incapable of showing emotions outside of anger, sorrow, and undeserved pride. In fact, after last night, I'm under the impression Anon may be his world's version of a Changeling, or worse," you explain.

Frowning at your words, Chitin got up and started to walk off. "Say what you want, but I'm rarely wrong about this, Apocrita. I do encourage you continue feeding from him though. While it may not be pointing one way or another yet, I think this will produce remarkable results."

You glared at Chitin as he walked off, but then let up as you realized of all Changelings, he would care the least. By the queen, it must have been great to go through life without giving any fucks...

... which reminded you, there was another asshole that you needed to interact with.

"Put it out, put it out, put it out, put it out!"

"I can't! You need to stop moving so much!"

You watched, partly amused, but mostly irritated. You had to stop by Queen Chrysalis before getting to Anon, so another guard had to watch him for a short moment. He was truly little more than a baby in terms of personal responsibility... and apparently, so were your fellow Changelings.

Somehow, Anon had set himself on fire. The shirt he had come here with was blazing, almost burning to his skin. And the guard, who should have prevented this, was repeatedly striking the flame with Anon's sheets to try and put it out, only serving to spread the fire to them.

Sighing, you stepped forward, kicking a hoof out into the back of Anon's knee, dropping him to the floor. Before he could even cry out in pain, you opened your mouth and expelled a thick green slime onto the flames, quickly putting the fire out.

Panting in exertion, Anon looked back to you, still a bit scared from his ordeal. Upon seeing you though, he opened his mouth and said "WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!? I almost died just now! Seriously Ap, totally irresponsible of you to send a substitute to look after me! I mean, look at this guy, he's a total amateur!"

You looked over to the guard, who was now trying to put out the sheets by smacking them against the floor, then back to Anon. "... how did this even happen?" you ask, ignoring the needs of your fellow Changeling.

"You'd be surprised how flammable potato chips are," Anon answered, looking over to a few leftover bags in the corner of the room. "It's the grease you know. Totally unhealthy... totally addictive. Just like those beautiful flames," Anon stated, the flames reflecting in his eyes. When he started to reach for it, you slapped his hand away.

"Stop that. In fact, lets get out of here, before you set yourself on fire again," you order, walking around behind him and pushing Anon out of the room, leaving the guard to handle the fire on his own.

"Fine, fine. I'm sure Chrysalis wants to-"

"The queen doesn't want to see you today," you quickly interrupt. When you feel resistance as Anon digs his heels in, you sigh and stop pushing. Looking up at him, you say "She has important business to take care of, so she said that unless you plan on using your command on her, she needs time to herself."

"I see... she's totally devastated by my overwhelming victory last night. Total shame, but understandable," Anon stated. To the hive, his ego was huge after- NO! Stop that! He's like a fucking virus with that train of thought! Ego was supposed to mean ego, not his dick!

Growling low, you struck him in the side of his leg. "No, you idiot. You don't... you don't even understand that Chrysalis used you last night, do you?" you try to explain to him.

"Well, yeah, she's always trying to use me. Curse my devilish charm and amazing body," Anon complained, although he clearly was happy with it.

Taking a breath so you wouldn't hit him again, you say "No, that's not what I'm talking about. Queen Chrysalis had everything to lose and nothing to win from that game."

"Clearly she could have won a night with me," Anon scoffed, overriding your will and earning him a strike to the back of his knee once more, making him collapse forward. "Gah! Bitch shot!"

"You're an idiot!" you hiss in his face. "If she had won, I doubt she'd have wasted it on one chance to fuck you! You may not be aware of this, but we're bugs!"

"I'm super aware of that," Anon cut in, only to earn your hoof in his mouth.

"That means we're highly sensitive to pheromones! Every time your dick got hard because of Chrysalis in the past, we've known! We know your resolve is breaking down, it's only a matter of time you moron! A victory for her likely meant bigger plans, but even more than that, a victory for you could mean the end of it!" you declare, your words making Anon's eyes go wide. Removing your hoof, you continue "You can use her command to have her bring you back to Canterlot, grant you your freedom, or worse. And the fact that she clearly wasn't playing to win, but to flirt with you the entire time, means she had no intentions of winning in the first place."

Anon stared at you for a good moment, your words clearly hitting him harder than you realized. Good, he needed to realize how serious this was. He goofed off too much. Tartarus, if he was a Changeling, you'd have already put him in line.

"You didn't add a 'Queen' before Chrysalis' name," Anon stated.

"What? No, of course I-" you start to argue, only to pause, thinking back on it... you didn't, did you? That was considered heresy! If anypony had heard you say that, you'd be executed for it.

"Haha, bad girl Ap," Anon simply laughed, placing a hand on the top of your head and ruffling it, rubbing against your fin. Part of you wanted to relax. To purr and nuzzle into the hand, which was such an amazing thing that you'd never experienced before, but if you let Anon know how amazing his hands were, he'd never let you hear the end of it. Realizing he'd probably still mock you, you snapped to bite, but found he had already moved his hand.

"Don't do that. Don't say anything. Take what I'm telling you seriously!" you demand of him, even though part of you wondered why you cared. Sure, whatever love you were getting out of him tasted delicious, but was it really worth the headache?

Rising to his feet, his legs still a bit shaky, Anon took a few steps forward. "Yeah, I know all of that already," he stated, almost falling forward, only stopping because you bit the back of his shirt to keep him up. "That's why I didn't use my command on her already. I know it'd be easy to wish for my freedom, a ride back to Canterlot, or even her handing complete control of the hive to me by naming me the Grand Poobah of Changelings. A horny as that chick is for me, she wants something and I'm not so stupid to admit that she's probably five steps ahead."

Anon ended up falling forward when your jaw dropped open, landing on his face with a grunt. "You've... really thought this over, haven't you? And here I thought you a complete and utter moron," you complimented... sorta.

Peeling his face from the floor, Anon replied "Well I have to imagine Chrysalis as realistically as possible when I fantasize about locking her in a full-nelson and buttfucking her on her own throne. Surprisingly enough, even when I'm in charge, she always seems to rattle off about evil plans."

"You're a very disturbed AND disturbing individual," you comment, shaking your head and moving past him, hoping to put this behind you literally and figuratively.

"Maybe, but it came from her mouth. Although the idea of having me breed the princesses to create legitimate heirs that would then usurp the thrones of Equestria seems like a collaborative effort," Anon admitted, the deviousness of his mind unsettling at times.

"Too much information," you nearly gag. "Just get up and tell me where you want to go for the day."

Rising up, Anon grunted and looked at you. "I dunno, you tell me."

Pausing, you turned to face him. "Really? No big plans? Not going to give me your command reward or have us track down Pharynx to issue his?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Anon said "Well, you did just save me from burning alive, even if it is totally your fault I was in that position to start with, I figure I can throw you a bone. Especially since I totally destroyed you in that game last night... also, happy to know you totally love me."

"Not hating somepony and loving them are two totally different things," you growl out, but it dies off quickly since Anon gave you a chance to relax the way you wanted. "But... if you're serious, I do have an idea."

"So wait, you're saying he drinks blood from people, looks like them but isn't a human, and tends to mesmerize people into being his slaves?... are you sure your world doesn't have Changelings?" you asked, looking up at him from the bowl of grubs before you. They were mostly untouched, still squirming around as you liked them to be, but you just didn't feel that hungry for them right now.

"Maybe, the hell if I know. Dracula and vampires and shit are just stories where I come from," Anon stated with a shrug, clinking his spoon against the bottom of his bowl, searching for more of the sugary cereal that had been stolen just for him, only to find it was already empty.

"Well, while I'm sure you messed some things up, but the story still sounded like a truly interesting. This Bram Stoker knew how to create a good plot," you acknowledged, still playing over the events of the story in your mind. It felt... familiar? You didn't know why. You knew it was supposed to be a horror story, but something about it also felt comfortably like home.

"You liked it, huh? Well next time, I'll tell you the story of Frankenstein. Something tells me that'll be further up your alley," Anon stated, proceeding to lift the bowl up and slurp down the milk. He made a mess, but considering the shirt was going in the trash once his new clothes came in, you doubted it mattered.

Lifting a brow, you inquired "And how do you see that?"

"I'd tell you, but there'd be spoilers. And people that give spoilers deserve iron rods shoved up their urethra," Anon quickly stated, the bowl clattering as he dropped it to issue the statement.

You winced at the statement, but couldn't help smiling. "You're so fucked up Anon." There it was again, that use of his words. You'd gotten less bothered by it, which was a bad sign. But moments like this, where he wasn't being a complete asshole, instead opting to just be mostly an asshole, you didn't mind it. In all... you didn't mind him, and that was what really scared you.

"Wakey, wakey," Anon stated, tapping a finger to your head.

"Hm?"

"You spaced out, like when I think about a fine ass. Was that what you were thinking about? Or maybe a huge cock?... were you thinking about Vlad the Impaler?" Anon inquired, a stupid grin on his face. You could see something working behind his words, a real shitty thought.

"No, I was not thinking about your penis. Such a weird name for it anyways," you groan, rolling your eyes at him.

"Well... fun fact, Dracula is based off a real man known as Vlad Tepes or Vlad Dracula, but many knew him as-"

You quickly silenced him with a hoof to the mouth. "Please, please do not ruin Dracula for me, I'm begging you," you pleaded, giving him a stern look. Slowly, you removed your hoof from his mouth, and he just sat there, his lips puckered, but slowly curling into a wide grin. "Don't. Don't you da-"

"Vlad the Impaler!"

Author's Note

Suggested by 37212513. Ended up being a little shorter than I expected, but it's Anon's story after all.

Calling Mom On The Weekends

You looked down, drumming your fingers as they marched before you. Ponies and Changelings both together, side by side, united at last. It almost brought a smile to your face, but that would ruin the stern face you had to hold. You were their leader now, their emperor, their god! They had to know you were judging them, so that they would all be the best they could be. After all, they looked up to you so reverently, they'd be disappointing themselves in disappointing you.

"Attention!" Apocrita shouted from your side, wearing the new gold-and-purple elite battle armor you had made. "I present to you his lordship, King of the Ponies, Emperor of the Changelings, Uniter of Equestria, and the Master of Ego, Anon!"

A collective roar of applause erupted from the gathered crowd, beings of all sorts lifting their hooves while screaming your name. Pleased with the display, you rose from your throne, a literal combination of the one Celestia and Chrysalis had, being the left and right halves respectively. With the only clothing you had on being the deep purple cape with a white fur trim and the massive golden crown. You were the king of thee people, you felt no shame.

"My subjects! I am so pleased to bring you yet another day!" you announce, holding your scepter over your head, lifting the sun higher up through the magic that was channeled through it. "I know the rulers of the past failed you, dividing you until there was nothing but hatred and scorn! That despite their ageless bodies, they did nothing to provide you with what you truly needed! Yet in my limited time here, I have done what has been needed!"

You waited a moment, basking in the glory of their cheers, soaking in their admiration. You could practically feel their love for you empowering you further. Then, with an outstretched hand, they went silent, perfectly so out of respect for what you meant to them.

"Alas, I am not immortal like they are. My time is limited, and while I still plan on being here for many years more, you need leaders that I can trust to keep you safe! And so, it is with great honor that I may introduce you to them!" you declare, clapping your hands to signal the next part of your event.

Being escorted between the onlooking audience and your throne were them. Celestia, Luna, Cadance, Twilight, and Chrysalis. All bound together with golden chains and collars, with little rings attached to their horns to prevent them from using magic, the chains helping to restrict their wings to their sides. Some of the crowd booed their appearance, the collection keeping their heads hung low as a result, shamed at their current positions and more. Not a single one of them wore the adornments that had once helped to mark them as leaders of their people. Waving your hand again, the crowd silenced itself, leaving the former princesses and queen to look up at you. Most were sad, although Chrysalis did seem angry at the same time.

"Celestia, Luna, Cadance, Twilight, and Chrysalis. You five were supposed to be the leaders of your people, to bring them safety and all of their needs, yet time and again you failed! You led them to war more times than I can count and let them cower in the face of great evils, including each other! Do you have anything to say for yourself?" you demand of the group, looking at them expectantly, your scepter poised on them. Their collective power was yours because of it, but you dared not use it on them. They were as much victims as they were responsible.

Taking a deep breath, Celestia hardened herself, showing some dignity, even though tears welled in her eyes. "I say only that I have done everything I can for my little ponies... but clearly, it was not enough, and may never be enough. So if you can do what I could not, then I will gladly do whatever it is you ask of me," she declared, showing her care for her ponies, even as they looked down on her.

Stepping up beside her sister, less in control of her emotions, but still trying to be strong, Luna announced "We hurt our sister, our subjects, and ourselves once upon a time. Our sister punished us for our transgressions and had to shoulder the burden of leading Equestria by herself. We are sorry you have had to do the same, but on a much grander scale."

"Bah!" Chrysalis cried out, drawing the attention of the crowd and yourself to her. "I never should have trusted you with so much power! I thought elevating you to being my king was going to mean you'd be riding me with that glorious shaft of yours every day, not usurping my position and stealing my people from me!"

"Alas, they chose me Chrysalis! The best thing you ever did was give them a real leader," you state, lifting your arms, encouraging another cheer from the crowd, before dropping them again, silencing the crowd.

"I am... was... I was new to the role of a leader, and clearly it was too soon for me, or perhaps not right for me at all," Cadance spoke up, trying to move along with her humiliation as quickly as possible. "I just want to know that my daughter will be able to grow up in a better Equestria than what I can provide her with."

Your eyes fell to Twilight, who looked up to you, almost sobbing at this point, and she said "Mmmf! Mmm mmmf fffm!" Oh, that was right, you had her gagged. You were pretty sure it was going to be a statement about friendship anyways.

Descending down the stairway leading from your throne, you waved your scepter out once more. "As it stands, while you have failed your people, I give you an opportunity to atone. Each of you will help provide an heir that will take my place when I pass on. And we'll work on those heirs... right now!" you announce, the sorrow of the scene disappearing as each of the alicorns and Changeling went from frowns and snarls to lustful smiles.

"Then please, allow us to service your scepter," Celestia pleaded, licking her lips.

Grinning, you hit the final step, ready to approach them, when you noticed something. Darkness was spreading over the crowd, heading toward you at an alarming rate. Your eyes shot up, noticing the moon starting to eclipse the sun, your breath catching in your throat.

"No... nonono, it can't be! It can't!" you cry out, falling backwards on the steps, looking in horror as a shape made its way out of the aligning moon and sun. "You can't be serious! Why? Why now!?"

"Because Anon," the entity stated, their voice familiar as their form ever was. "We need to talk," the intruder stated, stepping out of the darkness to reveal it was none other than Princess Luna. The real Princess Luna.

"Goddammit Luna! You always interrupt my dreams before they get to the best parts! This is the second royal orgy you interrupted!" you cry out, waving your scepter at her.

Giving a confused look, Luna looked back, noticing that she was already present, so to speak. Turning back to you, she gave an incredulous expression. "Again Anon? What is your obsession with having sex with us princesses and Chrysalis!?" she asked, shaking her head so that her starry mane whipped about. She did a double take and then added "And why are we chained up? This looks far worse than last time!"

"Oh please, like I'm the only guy in the whole world who wants to fuck you all or had dreams of grandeur, why not both?" you groan, rubbing your temples. Luna opened her mouth to protest, but stopped as she seemed to think it over. She didn't say anything, but the expression she gave said plenty as it was. Sighing, you looked at her, propping your head on your hands. "Alright, what do you have to say? I'm hoping that we can either get through this and I can return to my sexy dream... or you'll follow up on that bl-"

"Ah, ah, ah! Shush! None of that!... she might overhear you," Luna quickly cut you off, closing the space between you as quickly as she could.

"She? She who?" you asked.

Looking at you with trepidation, Luna answered "Well... after we had our last conversation, we told Celestia about our success. Upon hearing this, she insisted that we bring her along the next time we met. It's something of a burden, but-"

"Wait... you're telling me that Sunbutt's coming?... I got to get out of here. If I don't, she'll-" you started to say, worried about what would happen when Celestia showed up... except she was already there.

"ANON!" the Princess of Day shouted, her golden aura enveloping your body and pulling you up into the sky, just so the white alicorn could fly in at a speed that, were this not just a dream, you think would have absolutely killed you, so she could give you a hug. Like, split your body in half, break neck and spine speeds... and strength, from the way her foreleg wrapped around and squeezed you.

"NGH! H-hello, Sunbutt," you barely manage to get out. You were fairly certain Luna's presence in your dreams were affecting your senses, because you could have sworn that your ribs were about to shatter under Celestia's hug.

"Oh my dear, sweet Anon," Celestia cried, quite literally, as she stroked a hoof through your hair, slowly lowering herself to the ground with you where Luna was waiting impatiently. "It's been too long! Have you been eating right? Are you getting baths in? Are those horrid Changelings bullying you?" she began question you, pulling away to look you in the eye, as well as inspect your form.

You'd forgotten that Celestia basically was a super mom to you. While you'd been made aware she always had a somewhat motherly approach to her subjects, something about you had apparently clicked off in her head, triggering even more intense maternal instincts that made her overprotective of you. It was kind of annoying, but also kind of hot. Like getting hit on by a friend's mom, only this time you didn't have to worry about the police taking her away for sexual abuse of a child and earning the absolute scorn of your friend.

Rolling your eyes, you answered in order. "Sorta, can't, and I bully them."

"Those scoundrels! I can only imagine the torment you're undergoing," Celestia cried, pulling you back into an embrace that had your face buried into her chest. You'd find it sexier if you weren't aware that horses had their tits further back.

"Sister, you do remember what Strong Words told us upon his return? Chrysalis appears to have a taste for Anon," Luna interjected, using her magic to separate you and Celestia. Her sister fought it, but when she got a stern look from the younger of the two, she remembered she had to be strong and settled a bit.

"I-I'm sorry, it's just been so long since I've seen Anon, I was worried. We already know what sort of monster Chrysalis is. I was afraid she had already molested him and laid eggs in his anus," Celestia apologized, bowing her head.

"Hold on, is that a thing?" you ask, suddenly very concerned.

"Yes, well, it has been a troubling week for us all, but with all of us here at once, we believe that a solution can be found," Luna assured her sister, giving her a hug with her wings.

"No, seriously, back up to the egg laying thing. That's very important," you insist, feeling like your ass was itching at the thought of a bunch of eggs hatching there.

Hugging her sister back, Celestia said "Thank you Luna. There is no pony in the world I can rely on as much as you."

"Yeah, sure, fuck it. Ignore my potential butt baby problems," you growl, throwing your scepter to the the ground.

"Now, where were we Anon?" Luna asked, turning back to face you, her and Celestia with sincere smiles on their faces that warmed your heart... but not enough to overlook the fact they just ignored you for a moment. In your own dream no less!

"... I was about to fuck the dream versions of you," you answered, pointing to the still assembled, and now totally still, princesses and queen behind the two sister.

Luna seemed to remember that was going on and went red in the face, completely embarrassed at the fact, while Celestia turned to see what had been transpiring in your dream. Her jaw dropped, wings drooping as she stared aghast at the humiliating scene before her. It wasn't as bad sexually as the first dream Luna interrupted, but this one was definitely far more... severe considering the context.

"A-Anon! This is completely unacceptable!" Celestia declared, turning back to you, her hoof slamming down.

"Now, hold on, I can explain. This really isn't as bad as it seems," you try to defend yourself, but Celestia turns her back to you once more, marching over to the still images of your royal orgy waiting to happen.

Stopping before Chrysalis, Celestia huffed and swiped her wing through the image, making it disappear in a cloud. "I can't believe you'd actually dream of Chrysalis! After she took you from us? There should be nothing good between you two!" she exclaimed, wiggling her wing to remove any stray elements of the image.

"To be fair, there was going to be a lot of hatefucking in that one," you justified, earning a roll of Luna's eyes, but Celestia seemed to ignore it.

"And what about Cadance? She's a married mare! No, no, no, this just won't do, you must restrict yourself only to single mares," Celestia counseled, once more sweeping her wing out to disperse the image of the pink princess.

"Yeah, she's a MILF, it's just how things work. If anything, I'm complimenting Shining Dick on his wife," you reason.

"It's Shining Armor," Luna corrected. Shining Armor? Shit, that sounded worse. Although... if you ever decided to go gay, you were going to name your dick Knight, giving a whole new meaning to 'a knight in shining armor'.

"And Twilight's simply too young, too pure, she just wouldn't be able to give you'd need," Celestia continued, removing the image of Twilight.

"Again, more of a hatefucking."

"As for Luna," Celestia stated, stopping before her sister, only for the real Luna to quickly march up between her sister and her image.

"What about us? Dost that think we are not an acceptable partner for Anon?" Luna asked, getting some 'ye old English' into her words. Was it weird that made you hard?... well, harder anyways.

Celestia tried to offer a sweet smile, although she certainly wanted to say something. "I only mean the best, Lulu, but you are still... well, you're rather young and inexperienced yourself in the matters of love."

"We are only a few years younger than you, and certainly older than Cadance, who is already married with a foal!" Luna declared, ignoring the sweet nickname her sister used to address her with.

"Well, yes, of course, but she is the Princess of Love after all, I'd be lying if I said she didn't have even me beat there," Celestia acknowledged, her smile becoming all the more strained. "And in your case, you didn't really age the same way as I did when you were Nightmare Moon... and banished for a thousand years," she further elaborated, whispering the last part in shame.

"Looking good for your age, especially in the ass!" you shout, not wanting Celestia to forget she was still hot for a pony, which you were finding increasingly hot. You hadn't even been in this world a month, which was really raising some questions about your preferences.

"You're the one that banished us to the moon! Perhaps if you had not done such, we would have knowledge of love and perhaps have a husband of our own!" Luna countered, splaying her wings out aggressively as she glared at her older sister. Despite being smaller than Celestia, Luna seemed rather imposing right now, so that even Celestia had to avert her gaze.

"And I feel bad about that every single day, but you don't understand that you're still developing as an alicorn because of it. I'm a full grown alicorn mare! I have needs and... desires that I can't resist," Celestia argued, her eyes welling with tears now, ashamed of what she felt and what she had done. You'd want to comfort her, but the statement on needs and desires had you fairly certain your dick was going to shoot off your body.

Easing up, seeing how badly this had affected her sibling, Luna stepped forward, pulling Celestia into a tight wing hug. "Sister, we never meant to make you feel guilt over that, nor do we know what you have had to deal with. We just fear that if you, who has lived a thousand years more than us truly, and in the bright light of day where all ponies love you, what hope do we have?" Luna admitted, sharing a few tears with her own sister. Shit, this was getting real. Like, really real. You sort of wanted to backpedal out of this, but it was your dream after all, they were the intruders.

"Of course you will Lulu! You're such a sweet, beautiful, kind hearted pony, I only want the best for you," Celestia sobbed, burying her face into her sister's mane. For a moment, the two just stood there, hugging each other tightly. It really was a special moment, the love between sisters something so strong that you could say it was a beautiful beast all its own.

"... now... kiss each other," you whisper, hand drifting down south. Your words seemed to register with the two, who pulled away and gave each other another half-sad, half-happy smile. When the two looked over at you, Luna turned a little pink, forgetting that you were already naked and clearly ready to masturbate to the royal siblings, especially since you planned on fucking dream versions of them a moment ago. Celestia on the other hand seemed... happy?

"Oh Anon, you've finally decided to get rid of those pesky clothes and embrace Equestrian culture," the princess cooed happily, trotting over with her wings spread to give you a hug as well. It was only the blue aura of her sister's magic that pulled her away before she got close to making contact with your erection.

"We can address that later, let us not lose any further focus. We came here for a reason after all," Luna quickly reminded her sibling, although you could see her eyes flick over to your dick. Oh yeah, it was good to be wanted... oddly enough, only by royalty, which was flattering in its own right, but also weird.

Composing herself, Celestia nodded. "Yes, Anon, my dear, we wanted to let you know that we have established a task force that will infiltrate the hive and get you out. It's highly secretive, with not even the nobles knowing what we have planned, lest they be Changeling spies in disguise or willing to sell the information to Chrysalis," Celestia explained, the slightest upturn of the corners of her mouth showing she was happy and proud to relay that information to you.

"Awesome, that means I can finally-... oh... oh shit," you started to cheer, only to remember how the game night ended. "I can't believe I'm about to say this, cause I've never said this in my life, but... you guys need to pull out."

The two princesses looked to you in surprise, shocked you weren't ecstatic to be getting out of the hive soon... or at all technically. "I don't understand. Don't you want to come back to m- us?" Celestia asked, a hint of desperation in her voice.

Luna gave her sister an irritated look, especially after the little pow-wow they had a moment ago, but refocused on you quickly and said "Anon... what did you do?"

Scoffing, you stood up, motioning to yourself with your thumb, and replied "How are you so sure I did anything? Maybe you guys are the ones to blame and I'm only now getting to tell you!" The two stared at you for only a couple of seconds before you cracked. "Okay, okay... I may have, accidentally, totally not on purpose, let slip that I'd been in contact with you guys... but she doesn't know how!"

"Anon, what in Tartarus were you thinking!" Luna exclaimed, curving her wing in a way so that she could point one of her feathers at you like an accusatory finger.

"It's not my fault!" you shouted, throwing your hands up, knowing this was coming. "We were having game night, when Chrysalis suddenly made us play this game with a magic contract and wishes! I literally couldn't lie! It was only thanks to my superior intelligence and superb cunning that I was still able to win!"

"Well we hope it was worth it, because now the chances of us ever getting you out of the hive just dropped significantly!" Luna shouted back, clearly distressed with how quickly her plans for saving you had fallen apart.

"We should have a game night when you get back," Celestia considered, letting the wrong thing from the conversation distract her. You knew she wasn't so ditzy, just incredibly drawn into you. You swear, if her and Chrysalis just had a moment to sit down and bond over you, perhaps through a double blowjob, they'd become best friends.

Crossing your arms defiantly and turning away from the princesses, you shot back "I'll have you know I won the right to issue any command I want of her... as well as two of her elite guards, but that matters less."

Freezing in her fury, Luna looked at you with utter curiosity. "You... can issue any command you desire of her?... then why not just command her to free you?"

Sighing, you rubbed the back of your head in consideration, looking at the ground now. "Because Ap and I, Ap being my guard and sort of friend here in the hive, have thought about it and... we're pretty sure that Chrysalis wanted to lose. All she did was flirt with me the entire time."

"So you believe she expects you to use the command to free yourself?" Celestia inquired, taking notice of the potential danger in Chrysalis allowing anyone to win over her.

"Any idea as to why?" Luna asked.

"Not a clue. Maybe she just wants an out on me and doesn't want to admit the kidnapping failed? Perhaps she wants to infect me with a highly contagious virus and knows that the only way you guys would take me back is if it wasn't by her wishes?" you pondered, stroking your chin in thought, although you'd really much rather be stroking your dick right now.

"So basically, even though we have options on how to free you, Chrysalis may already have it all planned out. When she plays, she might be willing to lose a game to win the war," Celestia sighed, disappointed that in the short time she got to see you again, things had taken a dark turn. While Celestia's words seemed to announce her and Luna's sad realization of what a predicament you all are in, something about them echoed to you.

And then it hit you. An idea, so devious, so cunning, so mindblowingly over the top, your dream, this dream, might pale in comparison.

"Guys, as happy as I am to see you, especially since I expect this would lead to a dream threesome with the two of you that would inevitably get interrupted by someone waking me up, I need to skip the teasing and stop sleeping," you declared.

"Pardon? What was that middle part?" Celestia asked, certain she had heard it, but thinking she couldn't be right.

"It was bound to happen that way, we suppose," Luna accepted, her horn starting to glow to wake you up. You loved how she caught on quickly, total shame you weren't going to give her a taste of the ol' Impaler. "But don't think for one moment that we'll forget about whatever was going on in this dream. That will be discussed later."

Horse shit.

Apocrita stood at the side of your bed, looking down at you with irritation and mild disgust. You had been tossing and turning in your sleep again, and sure enough, your dick was clearly hard and eager for touch. She was heavily contemplating waking you up or just letting you have this. She felt she was going to lose either way.

Suddenly, you sprung up, startling the guard into falling backwards, her limbs curling inward to protect her stomach as she looked up at you in surprise. You panted, trying to recollect yourself, when you looked over and saw your guard in the somewhat defenseless position.

"I appreciate the offer Ap, but I can't now," you stated, rising up to get some clothes on, dismissing the vulnerability of the elite as a sexual thing. Before she could correct you, you said "I need to talk with Chrysalis."

Author's Note

Another kooky sex dream that never even got to be a real sex dream. Also got to share some of my interpretation of Celestia and how she feels toward Anon. In case I wasn't clear enough in the chapter, which means I failed you and will commit seppuku to regain my honor, Celestia's a total mom toward Anon. Always doting on him, wanting him to take care of himself, and just shower him with affection. If that affection starts leaning toward the sexual, she'd probably chastise him for indecent thoughts, but give him a wicked blowjob... that's all.

The Boring Chapter You Want To Skip

As was any day, Chrysalis was seated upon her throne, imposing her will upon her subjects. While many would assume that just meant she was barking orders, it also meant a lot of plotting, resource management, and understanding of the current flow of the world outside her own domain. After all, who wanted to invade the Crystal Empire if they were currently in an economic decline due to an influx of imports and a total failure to produce any exports, dispensing your nation's wealth in the process? But that was a lesson for another day.

No, what was important was you striding into the throne room like you owned the place. The guards and Chrysalis looked at you with interest, curious as to the fact that, while you finally had a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt with a black pony skull on it at last, you also had the sheets of your bed tied around your neck like some billowing cape.

"Chrysalis, I've come to bargain!" you declared as you approached the throne.

"Oh? Well that's very cute Anon, but I really do have a lot of work I must be catching up on... also, where is Apocrita?" Chrysalis declared, looking around for your guard. She didn't take lightly the idea that anyone would dare to ignore the rules she had set in forth, particularly orders for keeping you safe.

"Yeah, no so much of a bargain as a command," you stated, undoing the sheet cape you made for yourself and dropping it to the floor. The mention of the word 'command' had drawn Chrysalis attention, levitating aside the paper she had before her. "And I told her that she wasn't needed for this, as are the rest of your guards."

Brows lifting in realization, Chrysalis shot a look at her guards, then waved her hoof before her. "Leave us, this is a private matter," she commanded, the guards bowing their heads before marching out, only a few of them bothering to look back at all. Returning her gaze to you, she said "I must say, I'm surprised Anon. Considering you didn't use your wish the very first day, I expected you to sit on it for a while."

"The only one sitting on it will be you!" you shouted. Chrysalis just stared at you for a moment, leaving an awkward silence in the air. Sighing, you reiterated it "I'm using my command and being very specific about it so that we don't get any confusion later. I am commanding you to have sex with me whenever I want."

Perhaps the most surprised she had ever been, Chrysalis reared back a bit, only being kept from falling off the throne because of the high and pointy back of the oversized chair. "A-Anon, I've been wanting this for so long. Tartarus, I've been offering it to you every day since you got here! Why would you ever waste your command on something I am so willing to provide you with?"

"Because in all honesty, I wasn't fully certain that you were going to want a one-and-done thing. Like you just want a taste of what I've got going on in my pants, then get bored. I was going to hold out until I couldn't possibly resist it any longer, but when I got the option to command you, I decided to use it to make it a long term thing," you explained. Indeed, that had been part of the reason you'd held out. If you were going to blow your load only once while stuck in this hive, you were going to make it count.

"Such cunning, I'd be insulted you'd think so little of me and my lust for you if your reasoning wasn't so truly logical," Chrysalis congratulated you. Wow, logical thinking? You don't think you'd ever been told you had such a thing. Then, with one of the sultry looks that you were quite used to by now, Chrysalis leaned forward, her forked tongue flicking out over her fangs, and said "Am I to believe that you wish to exercise your newfound right with me?"

"No, I just came here in person, clearing the throne room of everyone but you and me, just so I could tell you that I'll be having sex with you whenever I want," you reply sarcastically. Mmm, thick sarcasm tasted like molasses.

"Then lets waste no time," she hissed, her horn flashing a bright green that sent the button of your jeans shooting off the denim and the zipper flying down to the point it almost broke.

"Hey, slow down a moment! I just got these clothes," you complained, even as the jeans slipped down your legs to your ankles, exposing your new black boxers with red hearts on them. Telling someone to slow down felt a little surreal, usually you were the one being told to do such. Given you hardly seemed very convincing, considering your boxers were pitched like a tent on a hot summer night.

Cooing as she fluttered down from her throne, her legs twitching as she clearly wanted to charge you, Chrysalis said "I'm sorry, but I can't help it. I feel like a filly on Hearth's Warming Eve, I just need to tear through the wrapping and see what my present is."

"Well it hardly seems fair. I mean, you get to strip me like I'm a Barbie doll, and you're already naked. No foreplay fun there." you complained unconvincingly. After all, when Chrysalis was finally before you, she leaned in, flicking her forked tongue along your neck while one of her hooves came up to fondle your shaft. You weren't sure how it worked, considering it was just a hoof and all, but you really got the sensation of her rubbing all up and down your concealed sock.

"Mmm, I do apologize, but I'm sure we'll have tons of opportunities to explore the bountiful and limitless number of ways to savor each other's bodies, but right now, I just need a hot, hard rutting," Chrysalis announced, grazing her fangs over your neck while her horn lit up again. You shirt was yanked up, blinding you for a moment while forcing your arms up, while at the same moment your underpants were yanked down to your knees. The sudden force set you off balance, leading you to fall on your back.

"I'd complain more if this wasn't exactly the sort of shit that got me hard," you muttered through your shirt, squirming to worm your arms out of the sleeve holes and pull the t-shirt off. When your sight returned, you found Chrysalis laying atop your legs, her snout merely an inch from your turgid prick, making it twitch with every wave of hot breath that rolled over it. Her eyes seemed to have dilated and sparkle, like she was looking at some grand treasure or artifact of power.

"It's simply magnificent. The shape is so unique compared to every creature I've seen before, and the size seems perfectly proportionate to your body. It's even better than I expected," she announced, seeming to talk to herself more than she was you. You'd be damned if she didn't know how to stroke your ego with her words, and soon she'd be stroking your ego quite literally.

"You keep talking like that, and I'll think you're just another erotic dream I'm going to wake up from too early," you chuckle, reaching down to grab hold of her twisted horn, keeping it in place so she won't be able to lean forward and dive on your cock.

Smirking up at you, she flicked her tongue out, the forked tip running over the head of your engorged member, making you gasp and buck up involuntarily. "I'm flattered that you think of me when you're sleeping. Allow me to reward you," Chrysalis purred, more of her tongue slowly slipping out of her mouth, coiling around your shaft like a serpent. Oh fuck, you didn't know it could go that far out. Chrysalis' tongue was made all the better as she began to slither it up and down, the oddly soft, almost velvet caress of the appendage contracting, squeezing down onto the pulsating need that throbbed throughout your dick, then relaxed, making you want it back.

Sensing your vulnerability, Chrysalis pushed her head forward, your grip on the horn still standing, but the muscles in your arm going weak enough that she could ignore the feeble resistance you had put up. Now her lips pressed to your bulbous head, giving it only the lightest of pecks at first, although you still felt her tongue sliding around like a lubed up hand, but one peck was followed by another, each getting more daring and intimate than the last.

But what seemed to arouse you the most of all through it was her eyes, oddly enough. While she was making out with your leaking head, her tongue jerking you in a way that made your hands feel ashamed for failing you for so many years, she didn't let her eyes leave yours. The green orbs, now seeming to glow gently with a newfound energy, seemed to gaze beyond the surface and deeper inside of you. Part of you felt you should have been worried, but the majority of your thoughts were how much you were enjoying her ministrations, as well as how intensely you were going to fuck her now that the dam was breaking.

The eye contact broke when Chrysalis dove forward, engulfing the entirety of your meat hammer into her mouth, shoving more than several inches into her throat as well, introducing you to a whole new level of heat and wetness. Astonishingly, her tongue stayed exactly in place, still constricting and slithering like a creature with a separate mind of its own. In fact, while you couldn't see it any longer, you knew it had somehow backtracked up your length so that the forked tip played at your head. Chrysalis had shut her eyes now, as though she was savoring the taste, which was backed up by the slurping noise she sucked hard, dragging her tongue every which way. You were pretty sure she had somehow tied it into a knot at this point.

Your hips shot up when you felt her hum, the vibrations traveling through her throat and tongue to massage your rod in a manner you honestly had no comparison for. The force of your motion actually lifted Chrysalis' head off your cock, freeing half of the pole. As your hips came back down, gravity pulled Chrysalis with you, driving her head down in another deep thrust, striking the back of her throat so that she'd gag, the muscles constricting around your manhood while releasing a gush of saliva that escaped her mouth, slathering your balls in the hot spit.

Something about it made you tighten your grip on Chrysalis horn, pushing her head away, although she fought the entire time, whimpering around your swollen dick like a pet having its toy taken away, her eyes open and pleading for you to stop. Right when your tip was about to leave her lips, you changed direction, pulling her head down. With her already trying to force her way back down, she was met with another stabbing thrust into her throat, earning you another flood of saliva to coat your engorged prick.

It seemed like a switch was flipped inside of Chrysalis, because she didn't just let your meat slab sit inside of her throat anymore, oh no. Apparently loving the rough treatment, Chrysalis pulled away, stopping only at the last possible moment, dropping down so that your tonsil tickler scraped her esophagus. She gagged once more, but not as much as she had previously, clearly getting adjusted to your penis violating her mouth, which was good considering she made it a point of just bouncing her head on your lap.

It became harder to watch as her mane started whipping about, the long locks tossing over your lower half, practically a curtain hiding your groin from sight, but you could have cared less. Your toes curled, trying to grasp onto anything as you felt your load building in you, the pressure actually getting painful at this point. You felt stupid as you suddenly remembered you hadn't busted a nut in week and your stamina was far from its prime at the moment.

"Chrysalis, I-" you tried to warn her, only to get sucker punched with pleasure as Chrysalis tongue had snaked its way down to your testicles, lapping at them as she choked herself on your cock. Your words became a gargled mess as your back arched, only your shoulders and feet touching the ground now, while your hand firmly held in Chrysalis in place as your climax hit.

The queen's eyes shot open in surprise as the first rope of hot spunk fired like a shotgun shell. She'd only just started to cough in response to the rush of cum pouring down her throat, when the next spurt fired off, the thick seed clogging Chrysalis' throat, the force of each successive blast trying to force the ever growing load down into her stomach, but her gagging and convulsing muscles were trying to push it back. Thankfully for her, you eventually relented, your nuts feeling like someone just used them as a punching bag from how hard they worked.

You'd let go of Chrysalis' horn, your body dropping back to the floor, allowing her to slip off of your cock. The moment it slipped free of her mouth, she ended up coughing violently, wads of your jizz splattering back on your dick, with a fair deal simply dribbling down her chin.

"D-damn Chrysalis, I know you'd been threatening me with a good time, but that was... fuck, I honestly can't think of a shitty remark to make," you pant out, letting one of your arms drape over your eyes as you tried to recover. God knows looking at cum splattered Chrysalis was only going to make you hard again.

"That wash vewy good," Chrysalis giggled, sounding like she was drunk. Lifting your arm, you saw her swaying a little bit, and wondered if you went too hard on her. Or maybe it was something in your spunk that made her like that. Or maybe she was sucking up some semblance of love from the lust. You couldn't get a grasp on magic horsey world's crazier creatures... but you could say it was oddly sexy, if your still hard dick said anything.

"Get a little too much? I thought you were ready for the full ride, but apparently not," you teased, giving a wiggle of your hips to make your dick sway back and forth like some sort of pendulum.

Both your actions and words seemed to sober Chrysalis up, shaking her head so that her already messy man whipped around. When she stopped, the green hair fell in front of her face in just a way that her smoldering eyes looked at you with pure desire. She proceeded to climb off your legs, turning away from you and lifting her tail, exposing her ass and pussy.

"Please Anon, we've only just begun," she purred enticingly, her words made all the more charming by the way you saw her clit winking at you repeatedly. You'd seen her backside numerous times, all attempt to flirt and draw you in, but this was the first time you'd seen her so truly aroused with your presence that she was openly showing signs.

She had that horse vagina that sort of creeped you out, but at the same time was still a hole you wanted to fill, and was admittedly hot in its own right. It was so exposed, so naturally accepting, almost demanding, to take whatever you had to offer. What further surprised you was that she had plump black lips that allowed only a slight amount of the green-blue folds inside go on display.

Looking over her shoulder at you, Chrysalis grinned evilly, then lowered her front half to the floor, putting her ass on display, her wings flickering a bit in anticipation. "Well? You just going to lie there and stare? Or are you going to get up like a man and pound my pussy till I'm squealing like a filly?" she asked.

Snorting, you rose up, not fully standing yet as your legs were still a bit weak, but you weren't going to let her see that. She insulted your honor and manhood! You'd show her that nobody dares to mock your ego!

"Big talk coming from someone who was just choking on my dick," you grunted, getting behind Chrysalis properly. You grabbed hold of her tail, making sure it was hoisted high up so that it wouldn't get in the way, but also for a bit of leverage as you prepared yourself. The other hand came in a quick smack on her right cheek, making you realize how surprisingly pliable the flank was. You had to squeeze the soft, yet firm butt, kneading it like a ball of dough.

"Mmm, teasing me, or are you more a romantic than I thought?" Chrysalis purred, wiggling her ass some more, enjoying the treatment you gave her, but clearly wanting more still if the string of juices dripping from her nethers was any indicator.

Reluctantly letting your hand leave her backside, you grabbed hold of your own shaft, still messy with your own cum, and kept it still as you pushed your hips forward, guiding the head to her lips, parting it as you teased the tip inside. "Real talker during sex, huh? Makes me wish your jaw got sore during the blowjob," you retorted, slipping the swollen mushroom cap of your prick slip further inside, rubbing it up and down to help loosen her folds. You'd be damned, for a horse-bug-monster that was about your size, she felt tight enough to be as small as all the other ponies... not that you'd been able to test that yet.

Snorting at your answer, Chrysalis replied "Lets just see if you last more than ten sec-UNGH!"

You didn't let her finish, not wanting her to dare question your stamina! You'd show her round one was just a fluke. And you did so by yanking her tail, impaling her on Vlad, her folds forced to spread around your girth as your hips came forward to meet her flank. You wanted to go in thrusting away like an animal, just like you did on prom night, at least until your date pushed you off and kicked you in the balls, but you had to stop and revel in it.

Even without thrusting, her narrow love canal, which seemed like an apt name for the Changeling's pussy, was repeatedly squeezing down on you. What really surprised you though was the sensation of something actively sliding over your shaft, like a series of tiny little tendrils groping your dick, tracing over the throbbing veins that ran through it. It made you think that you should really look before you leap cockhead first into a pussy, but it was a pleasant surprise, like when you realized your third girlfriend's twin had tricked you into having sex with her.

"Nnnngh, come on Anon, don't tell me you're ready to burst already," Chyrsalis teased you, using some exceptional muscle control to grip your cock, pulling away slowly so that her every fold dragged with agonizing tension up your pussy pogo stick. That was a mistake on her part.

Before she got halfway up, you tightened your grip on her tail and pulled hard, forcing her back onto you, driving yourself back in so that you were pressing as deep into her as possible, getting a surprised yelp followed by a moan in response. The impact of your hips on her flank sent a ripple through the full cheeks. As her bottom came down from the bounce, you pulled back, your jaw clenched as her velvet soft folds and crazy tendrils seemed to cling and pull you back in, not wanting you to leave, but as you nearly yanked yourself all the way out, you drove yourself back in. You were still adjusting to the exotic contents of Chrysalis' meat sleeve, but you repeated the motions, starting to work up a rhythm so that you stopped wasting movements and kept the friction going.

"Ffffuck Anon! That's it! Rut me! Breed me!" Chrysalis cried out. Not content to just lay there and take it, she pushed back on your next thrust in, the assisted motion driving you faster and deeper as you pressed harder into her than any other thrust, making you groan and pause for a moment, but Chryalis would have none of it. She pulled herself forward, only to bounce back, making the throne room echo with the sound of flesh striking flesh.

You could tell she was getting desperate as coos and moans poured from her mouth in a waterfall of sexual gratification. You were kind of surprised by how quickly she was slipping into it, but you just figured after nearly two weeks of being denied your dick, she was a bit backed up herself.

Deciding to help her along, you leaned forward, letting the hand that had been gripping her tail slide around her body, going below her barrel and coming back down between her legs. Letting her experience something you doubted any pony or pony-like creature could provide, you continued to propel yourself forward, feeling the heat building between your genitals, and brought your fingers to the ever winking clit, feeling the juices rushing over it.

Touching the blue-green button almost felt like a mistake, because the moment you did, Chrysalis howled out, her body tensing in a way that made you think the exo-skeleton on certain parts of her body was going to break. You actually had to stop thrusting, not out of your own desire to relent, but because she became a vice, a seal forming from the painfully tight muscles that locked you in place while the tendrils were smashed between her vaginal walls and your dick, squirming without any success.

While her body seemed to have locked up, you could feel more than anything that she was shaking so violently that you wondered if there was something medically wrong at this point, but figured it was okay as you took notice to her incredibly long tongue lolling out of her mouth. You were quickly made happy that she had stripped you so efficiently, because her juices exploded out of her like a shotgun blast, soaking your crotch and thighs in a warm, sticky, and oddly sweet smelling fluid.

As she seemed to start coming down from her orgasm, you decided to be an asshole, but in a fun way, and rubbed your fingers along the sensitive clit that got her to this point. You could hear her voice choke out, body tensing up once more before erupting into a new series of spasms that made her feel like some sort of vibrating sex toy on your dick. This round of orgasmic ministrations didn't last as long or violently as the first, but it was still all the more pleasing as she lay there, her cheek now pressed against the floor while panting quickly to catch her breath, looking like she just ran a marathon in the lewd Olympics.

It took her almost a minute, but she eventually regained enough of herself to dart her eyes back and focus on you. While they were practically swimming with lust and pleasure, her brow furrowed a bit as she recognized something. "A-A-Anon... d-did you not c-cum?" she stuttered out, almost sounding self-conscious about it.

Looking back at her curiously, you replied "I just came from the blowjob and we've only been at it for... like, a minute, if even that. Hardly enough time to get Mt. Vesuvius erupting again." You just came up with that one, pocketing another name for your dick.

Chrysalis' eyes went wide, and you could feel her pull forward a bit off your shaft. "A-Anon... how long does sex last f-for you?"

Shrugging, you answered "Seven to thirteen minutes? Depends on how good it really is... why, how long does it last for you?"

Chrysalis seemed almost scared as she gulped, her eyes flicking around, but then they returned to you with a renewed sense of wonder and lust. "S-stallions usually only last 30 seconds. I c-can usually go for longer," she stated, giving a knowing smile, her tongue extending forth in a perverse gesture to you.

Your mind almost stopped working there. Stallions only lasted that long? You remembered seeing a video or two of horses having sex back on Earth... you know, for academic purposes, and remembered that they really didn't take very long. So here, even on a bad day where you gave in too quickly, you were likely to last at least five times longer than essentially any other male. You were like a sex god here. You could feel your ego swelling, and so could Chrysalis apparently by the way she cooed from the rush of blood going to your dick.

"Oh Chrysalis... I'm going to ruin sex with anybody else for you," you declared, pulling back slowly to prepare yourself to utterly blow away the queen.

Author's Note

The economic views thing at the beginning was a joke. If anyone seriously wants to start shit because of perceived political views portrayed in a comedic MLP fanfic involving Anon of all people, I will have the comment deleted.

That said, hope everyone enjoyed this one. Not quite used to writing sex scenes, if that isn't obvious. Also wanted to insert some humor into it still, although I wasn't sure if that wasn't ruining things or not. Also decided to end it there after the revelation that Anon's the farthest from a quick shot in ponyland, because lets just say he won't end it after one or two rounds. Boy has a lot of back up.

Bed Rest With Nurse Apocrita

"No, I'm not doing it," Apocrita stated, her eyes flat and emotionless as she stared at you.

"Come oooooon, please? I'm in agony, it'll help me feel better," you begged, giving her your best puppy dog eyes. Too bad you were far from cute when doing such, looking more like the desperate pervert you actually were.

In response, Apocrita rammed her hoof into the side of your thigh, making you cry out in pain. "For the last time, I will not shapeshift a nurse's uniform onto myself. There's no point to it either, you're not sick or hurt, you just... ugh. You just came too much," she said, almost gagging at the thought.

While you rubbed your leg, you couldn't help smiling at the thought. "Yeah, that's true. I lost count after the fifth time. Didn't think my balls were going to hurt this much either," you admitted, crossing your arms behind your head as you tried to relax in your bed. Despite the amount of stuff Chrysalis had provided you with, she'd still failed to get you a good mattress. Maybe you'd have to sleep in hers now that you were willing to fuck her.

"The guards are still cleaning up the mess you two made," Apocrita stated, her brow furrowing in the hopes you'd at least feel bad about it.

"Yeah, I'm no expert, but I don't think those stains are going to be coming out any time soon, not that I think Chrysalis minds," you laughed.

"We'll have to wait and see once she wakes up. Chitin thinks she'll be up tomorrow morning, it's hard to say. He's never seen a Changeling gorge on so much sexual love before, he thought she somehow overdosed," Apocrita stated, her nose wrinkling at the thought. She'd clearly never had sexual love before, you just knew it. Total virgin.

"Yup! My dick is the best drug around. Highly addictive and giving a new definition to 'High as balls'," you agreed, not that she really meant for it to be like that. Giving her a cheeky grin, you added "Want to try? The first taste is free, but it'll cost you after that."

She didn't even bother looking in the direction of your groin, which had an ice pack currently resting atop it to deal with the soreness. "The rest of the elites and I have agreed that if you somehow killed Queen Chrysalis with your dick, we're executing you," she warned you, the monotone of her voice making it difficult to tell if she was serious or just fucking with you.

"That's fine, I'm not using my head much anyways," you acknowledge with a shrug, the idea that you'd be put to death for murder fun. Especially when that murder was a death by dicking. You'd like that to be put on your gravestone. 'Here lies Anon, executed for fucking so damn hard.'

"We'll be decapitating the head of your dick and let you bleed out from there," Apocrita corrected, the thought twisting every good feeling you had in revulsion.

"Too far, Ap!" you shout, reaching down to cover your junk with your hands. At this, Apocrita actually had to break her stoic expression, her lips curling in a slight smile as she finally broke your happy streak. "Christ, that's cruel... I'm kinda proud of you."

"Considering you are clearly the most horrendous creature to ever walk the planet, I'm not sure if I should be pleased with myself or recognize how far I've fallen," she joked, sitting back on her flank as she finally decided to get comfy. She stared at you, her eyes staying put on your ice packed groin, but they soon drifted back up to your face. "So, that was what you wanted to do with your command? Waste it on free sex?" she asked, her expression conflicted.

"Pft, if you think it ends there, then you're very shortsighted Ap. I'm thinking leagues above you right now," you bragged, knowing she wouldn't believe you.

"It sounds like you were thinking with your dick," Apocrita shot back.

"Same thing," you stated with a shrug, rolling onto your side to look at her better, although you had to clench your legs to keep the ice pack in place. "What did you think I was going to use the command on Chrysalis for?"

"I have... no idea. I figured you'd use it to escape somehow, but not so directly as asking for your freedom. This just look like you gave into your urges and decided to use it to have fun whenever you want," she contemplated, her brow furrowing a bit as she tried to think of anything you would have wished for otherwise.

Chuckling a bit, you nodded your head. "Yup, that's it. All three of those things went into that command."

She glared at you, but not with hatred or anger. Rather, it was frustration that you seemed to state it was as simple as she had already put it. "... are you saying you're going to somehow fuck your way to freedom?"

"Exactly!" you shout, throwing your hand out for dramatic effect. "Imagine the stories they'll tell of me. The only human in Equestria, also the only being to ever fuck their way to freedom! I'll be a legend," you declared, already imagining future generations telling your tale, which would then devolve into an orgy, because even the spoken word of you and your sexual divinity would make people horny.

Rolling her eyes, Apocrita shook her head. "I hope you realize that if you really are so good, which I'm afraid to admit you might be by the way Queen Chrysalis ended up, then she's never going to let you go. She might even openly state the agreement to trade you for a settlement will no longer be acknowledged."

"Yeah, well, I doubt that the princesses would want to trade me for a pony mill," you state. When you notice Apocrita's rising curiosity at your willingness to admit you wouldn't be traded for the lives of many others, you quickly add in "Besides, do you really think Chrysalis was going to hand me over in the first place? Maybe she would, but then just kidnap me back. I'm a huge deal after all."

"I'm well aware of how big a deal you think you are," she quickly replied, her suspicions taken care of for the time being. Once more, she stared at you like she was trying to see something that wasn't there. You were used to it on a regular enough basis, but so close together had you wondering what was going through her head.

"What do you want to ask now?" you requested.

Looking you in the eyes, she seemed to chew on the inside of her cheek for a moment, debating with herself as to whether or not she really wanted to ask. She caved though, as you expected, and she asked "Have you decided what command you're going to issue to me?"

"Oh? Worried that you're going to get your guts scooped out with my ego?" you asked, planting a hand on top of her head, playing with her ears. She tried to pull away, but the way your finger and thumb met at the base of her ear, she suddenly relaxed, almost falling forward. "Or maybe just jealous that Chrysalis got my meat thermometer and you didn't?"

Frowning, Apocrita got her senses back enough to smack your hand away. "I'm curious because... I've got no idea what you're thinking to be honest," she admitted, looking down as if in shame of the fact. "From the day I met you, you've been an insufferable, inexcusable pain in the ass... and you still are... but at the same time, you've shown glimpses of compassion and intelligence that don't make sense to me. Hell, you clearly stated that you had no interest in ever having sex with Queen Chrysalis, but now you've gone and rutted her into a pleasure coma!"

"Mmm, yeah, stroke my ego like that," you groan, letting the hand you had been using to play with her ear slide down your body for the ice pack.

"Anon, I'm serious! I swear, you're more an agent of chaos than Discord is!" Ap yelled, stomping her hoof as she leaned forward to glare at you.

"Discord? I met that asshole when they were trying to send me home. Sent me to a dimension where time and space had no meaning. An inky black void where even my own voice didn't carry. I was forced to stare into the abyss, and found the abyss staring back at me for what seemed like an eternity... then it blinked first and I was sent back a mere second after he teleported me," you expressed your disgust for the mish mash of parts that called itself the spirit of disharmony.

"... did you... ever see a therapist?" Ap asked, her anger melting away into concern.

"Yeah, but Dr. Schwartz didn't do anything for me besides giving me drugs after my dad's death. I'm not huge on the whole medicated approach to things, despite my drug jokes," you acknowledged. Apocrita stared at you for a long moment, clearly not expecting that to be your answer.

"You... you have a real talent for getting ponies sidetracked, you know that? Totally derailed what I was asking you about," Apocrita sighed, shaking her head as she realized she wasn't getting anywhere.

"My doctors say I have the most severe case of ADD ever, that it actually affects the people around me. Pretty cool, huh?" you asked, smiling like it was actually something to be proud of.

"No, it's not. Now tell me, flat out... what are you going to command of me?" Apocrita demanded, trying her best to not let you distract her again.

Sighing, you rolled onto your back and stared up at the ceiling. "I don't know, okay? I had an epiphany when Chrysalis' command came to mind. I'm not sure I want anything from you, if there's anything at all," you admitted, trying to focus on the numerous little holes that seemed to form in the ceiling, wondering if anyone ever used them like peepholes.

"You got hard and thought 'Geez, I sure want to fuck something, let me give Chrysalis a call'... except... she'd have done it without being commanded," Apocrita groaned, recognizing the fault in her thinking. "Dammit, I just can't understand your thought process. Why would you waste it like that?"

"I already answered that question, I will not repeat myself," you replied defiantly, crossing your arms over your chest and turning your nose up, which basically just covered your eyes in your pillow.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you, say again?" she asked.

"I said will not repe-... oh you tricky little shit," you began to answer, looking at her to find a smug little smirk on her face. "You happy with yourself? Your little victory in wordplay?"

"I'd be much happier if you'd actually answer one of my questions," she retorted.

"And I'd be happier if you were dressed like a nurse! But we don't always get what we want, do we?... well, I generally seem to," you consider, thinking about how much stuff you'd gotten here. Technically not everything you wanted, but you were more like a VIP guest than a hostage.

Apocrita furrowed her brow at you, but knowing that wouldn't do her much good, she seemed to relax with a sigh. There was a quick buzz as magic engulfed her body, changing it so that she was now dressed like a nurse. But not the sexy nurse kind with the candy striper outfit and little hat. She basically had scrubs covering her body and upper legs.

"Ew, that's not sexy at all," you whined, sticking your tongue out to express your disgust.

"You just said you wanted a nurse. You gave no specifics, and as far as I know, most nurses have moved to this sort of uniform," Ap replied confidently, not willing to budge any further on this.

"Fine, fine, you win," you relented. Scooting further away from her, you patted the open spot on the bed next to you. "Hop up on the bed and I'll tell you."

"... you just had sex with our queen until she had to be carted off to her room for rest, and you're still this horny? I'm not sure if I should be impressed or scared," Apocrita stated, not budging from her spot, simply looking at the spot like it was a surefire execution.

"A few things. One, I am that horny, always remember that. Two, you should be impressed and fearful of me. Fearfully impressed even. Three, don't flatter yourself, I just want to talk right now," you explain, half-expecting you'd have to use your magic command to get her to do it.

Thankfully, with some reluctance, Apocrita lifted one hoof up, planting it firmly on the bed before another followed, helping hoist her up as she positioned herself to sit beside you awkwardly. She looked about, frowning slightly at the unusual structure, at least by her standards.

"I see why you're always complaining about this thing. How can you possibly sleep on something so soft?" she asked, pushing a hoof down on the mattress, which barely gave way. "I much prefer my crevasse. Nice and snug."

"Yeah, well, I love them nice and snug too," you state, waggling your eyebrows with the innuendo.

"... you're only reminding me that this is a mistake," she grunted, moving to step off the bed, only for you to wrap your arms around her midsection, then roll onto your back, leaving the bug horse flailing her limbs up in the air. "ANON! Stop this right now! I swear, I will rip out your eyes! Queen Chrysalis doesn't need those to make you her sex toy!" Apocrita yelped, angrily trying her best to escape.

You could feel her wings, beneath the scrubs, flutter against your stomach, and that just made you laugh, releasing her onto her side next to you. She nearly jumped to her hooves, ready to savagely discipline you for such an offense, but you were able to dismiss her rage quickly.

"I command you to listen to my stories whenever I want to tell them," you stated, the simple command halting her still.

"Wh-what?... Anon, why are you wasting these commands like this? I'd listen to your stories anyways," Apocrita inquired, her fury a thing of the past as she sat on the edge of the bed, looking at you like you were the dumbest thing in the world.

"Well clearly you're not going to let up on me having a free command over you, and while I do like seeing you flustered, honestly it's more trouble than it's worth. So I'd rather be lazy and blow it on something that won't fuck with the status quo," you elaborate, once more resting your head on your arms, not bothering to look at Apocrita as you did so.

"... the status quo of you fucking with me however you want anyways?"

"Well yeah, but it's more fun when it's out of mild irritation and less your worries that I'm going to use it to molest you. Chrysalis wants it, so I'm just making it a mutual thing. Contrary to whatever belief you have of me, I'm not some crazy rapist," you snorted, ashamed that she'd even think that of you. What part of you constantly implying you were going to stick your dick in every hole of hers made her think you were some sort of sexual fiend? The nerve of the girl.

"Yeah... Yeah, I guess that's true," she said, a slight smile on her face. Oddly enough, it seemed somewhat sad, but still happy. Mixed emotions were weird, but then, she was weird too.

Sighing, you sat up again and said "Alright, come closer, it's story time. Today you'll learn about Frankenstein."

"As you command," Ap said, willingly letting herself get a little bit closer as you began to tell the story.

Author's Note

A softer chapter to follow up the sex. Honestly had another follow up planned for it, but then I didn't get to save and lost half a chapter's progress, totally ruined my mood for it. Then I thought of something I at least thought was better. I know I'm certainly getting more declarations we need more Ap after all.

The Rise Of Lord Anon

"The fuck is this?" you asked, no, demanded to know. Your spoon clattered against the table as you stared down at the disgusting sight before you, utterly revolted by the sight.

"That's your breakfast, my dear, sweet Anon," Chrysalis answered, batting her eyes at you, although she seemed to stop rather quickly to rest them. You had noticed she was still tired from the day before, almost nodding off at the table, but otherwise totally happy. The fact that more than a couple of holes in her legs had disappeared and her wings seemed more complete than the torn mess they had been before, you figured she got more than a good fill of lust out of you. Her mane and tail even seemed fuller and more vibrant than they had the day before.

Shaking your head, you pointed at the bowl before you. "No, breakfast was the cereal you had your scouts steal for me. Breakfast is supposed to be a delicious, grand start to your day. Breakfast, at the very least, was bearable before. This... this is not breakfast. This is punishment. Is it because I fucked you too hard? Is it because I flipped you upside down and balanced you solely on your horn? Is it because I went anal? Because I shouted surprise before I did that, so you can't blame me. God knows you lubed me up well enough beforehand," you began to rant, jerking your finger at the bowl every time you asked a new question.

Apocrita, seated with the two of you as she usually was at this point, pushed her bowl away with a tight frown on her face. "I've lost my appetite," she muttered, not wanting to inject herself into the conversation too much at this time.

"Oh, none of that... or rather, all of it I suppose," Chrysalis initially denied, only to seem to accept it. "And I mean it in the best of ways. I loved all of it. You're such an inventive and adventurous lover, Anon. Expecting you to stop trying new methods of mating would be an injustice."

"Can I please be excused? I'll just wait outside," Apocrita nearly begged, her ears positioned downward to try and hear as little as possible if it could be helped.

Ignoring Ap's discomfort, you grabbed your bowl, holding it up to Chrysalis, and said "This is not proper inspiration! This is a disgusting consequence that will make me avoid having any further sex with you!"

The source of your aggravation inside the bowl was the most disgusting meal you had been presented with yet. While you had been fed grubs and swamp plants before, now was something that seemed like a perverse parody of cereal. And not the fun kind of perverse, oh no. The bowl was full of a thick, viscous green slime that clung to anything that touched it like a rancid tar. Even worse, there were grubs in it, but not the grubs you'd seen before. These grubs were big enough to eat the other grubs. These fat, almost bloated, blobs of white that wriggled around in the slime like they were trying to escape, but in slow motion.

Chrysalis seemed undeterred by the presentation, looking down at it before returning her gaze to you. "I'll admit, this isn't quite what you had stated you wanted, but after yesterday... brrRRR!" Chrysalis answered, her body shaking as she shivered at the thought of your actions yesterday. "Well, I realized you did an amazing job, but you were backed up. I want you to be as great as you were yesterday all the time. So I had a new diet drawn up for you. Those maggots are the greatest source of protein per portion in all of Equestria, so as to help build up your... reserves," Chrysalis explained, a seductive smile playing at her lips to show her fangs.

"... and the slime?" you asked, not finding the answer she gave you to be acceptable, but not totally dismissing what she was saying there. You were probably still going to gag and throw it up if it tasted and felt half, no, a quarter as bad as it looked.

"It's a... well, lets just call it royal jelly. Honestly, it's a very flattering thing for me to offer you, and I can most definitely assure you that it is not only safe and healthy for you to consume, but full of natural vitamins that will keep your hormones at their most active. Very good for keeping yourself sexually charged, so to speak," Chrysalis explained, her smile wavering a bit as you noticed her eyes now avoiding your own.

"That sounds... kinda cool actually," you acknowledged, still thinking it was totally disgusting, but not as absolutely against the idea of eating it as before.

"Excellent! Then please, do eat up. I'd love to stay and watch, but I must be off. I'm behind a whole day after you ravaged me yesterday. The only way I can pull myself away from it is if you choose to," Chrysalis stated, clapping her hooves together while looking at you in such a way that she practically dared you to take her.

Holding the spoon up, a trail of slime connecting it to the rest of the bowl, while one fat little grub squirm in it, you looked at her to try and ignore what you were about to put in your mouth. "Already? You didn't even eat anything," you asked before shoving the spoon into your mouth and biting down on the grub as quickly as possible.

There was some firm resistance for a moment, but eventually it burst, filling your mouth with a juice that reminded you of the time you blended a raw steak with expired milk. Combined with the taste of the royal jelly, which reminded you of that time you ate Jell-O using bath water cause you were trying to save money, only worse. You had to hold a hand over your mouth to keep it from being expelled.

While you dealt with your horrid breakfast, four guards entered the room and positioned themselves two at each side of their queen, grabbing hold of a bar extended out from the bottom of her seat, and lifted it up. This revealed that Chrysalis was sitting on a fair sized block of ice that had already melted enough that it was conforming around her flank.

"Oh, I'm still stuffed from that five star meal you fed me yesterday. I don't think I could stand another inch," Chrysalis declared, leaning heavily into the double meaning of how you fed her. "Of course, when you're ready to serve me another fine delicacy, I'm certain I can find another hole to stuff it into," she stated as the guards carried her out of the room.

Watching her go, you lifted another spoonful of the horrible breakfast, trying to keep your mind off of it while you ate it. "Man, she is one horny bug... although, I still want to try one of those leg holes," you openly consider before trying to choke down another spoonful of your breakfast.

Apocrita merely glared at you from her seat, irritated with your continued referencing of having sex with every hole her queen had. As you were trying to swallow the slime, which clung to your tongue to the point you had to repeatedly swallow to try and get it down, Ap said "Royal jelly is a mucus spitball Queen Chrysalis coughs up."

You gagged, trying to throw up as the thought of eating what was essentially Chrysalis' snotball made your stomach flip, but the slime kept it firmly down, which only seemed to make you try and barf all the more violently.

"Ugh, why the fuck would she feed me that shit? So goddamn nasty," you grumbled, feeling like your stomach was being weighed down with lead. Every step you took down the hall seemed to make the disturbing concoction in your stomach bounce up, dragging your organs with it.

"Why did you finish eating the rest of it, even after I told you what royal jelly is?" Apocrita asked, not disgusted by it at all, but curious as to why you'd put yourself through the torture of eating it if you found it so repulsive yourself.

"And turn down the opportunity to become even more of a sex god than I already am? Oh you poor, sweet, innocent, stupid, dumb thing. For the sake of his penis, a man must be willing to do many things he does not want," you chided Ap, earning a frown from her. She looked ready to reply harshly, when her ears twitched and she looked forward.

"Lets take a right up ahead, I don't want to deal with this shit right now," Ap quickly suggested, her pace quickening as the two of you approached an intersection.

"What? Deal with what shit right now?" you asked. When she didn't reply, you decided to make a left when she turned right, if only to be an asshole. You heard her quickly turn around when she realized you deliberately ignored her suggestion, but lost track of what she was doing when you saw them approaching.

A fair sized gathering of Changelings were roaming through one of the adjacent tunnels down the one you were facing now, when one of the assembled mass saw you. Given you'd have no issues with it, since the entirety of this hive was composed of Changelings after all, with you being the exception, but there was something definitive about this group. That being that they were clearly wandering around with what seemed like torn banners with your name written in what appeared to be blood on them, as well as what seemed like a full body depiction of you hanging from a rope. Damn, you didn't think pony world could get so dark that they'd form a hate mob to lynch you.

You were about to turn around to run away, when one of the Changelings took notice of you. "It's him! It's Anon!" the Changeling cried out, pointing one of his hooves at you, drawing all eyes toward you. Gasping at the sight of you, the Changelings began to stampede toward you, their sheer numbers flooding the tunnel.

"Anon, run!" Apocrita shouted, flying beside you to assist you.

"So, this is it. This is how I die," you mutter, legs not moving, even though a voice inside your head keeps telling you to run, but you knew these little monsters would outrun you for sure.

"What?" Ap asked, looking at you in confusion. "No, Anon, this is-"

"To be ripped limb from limb by a horde of horse-bugs that are clearly jealous I fucked their queen. Gotta say, it could have been worse... I could have died a virgin," you interrupt, your hand slowly balling into a fist. "Well fuck you all! I ain't just going down without a fight! I'll take you all on! Remember my name! Anon, the man that fucked your queen unconscious!" you bellow, running forward to meet the group.

"Anon, stop!" Ap cried, trying to fly in front of you. Sweet, brave Ap, trying to save you even now, in the face of overwhelming odds. You didn't know if Changelings had a heaven and hell, but she deserved to go to the former.

Clearly realizing your intent, the Changelings at the front of the pack were skidding to a halt, but not fast enough. Pulling your leg back, you swung it forward with all you had, striking the first of the Changelings, punting the little bugger into the air so that he'd land in the crowd behind him. You'd take advantage of the shock that spread through the lynch mob caused by your bold intent to face them head on to grab another one of the Changelings by the horn, swinging them to strike others away. Thankfully they were a fairly light species, probably due to all the holes.

"Wait, Lord Anon, we-" one of the Changelings tried to object. Oh, so now they were going to beg for mercy, while also appealing to your ego by calling you a lord? You'd almost fallen for it, but knew better than to trust the deceptive species. You chose to silence the liar with a swift punch to the throat, leaving them choking for air. A follow up with a punch to the top of their head, avoiding the horn, and then roundhouse kicking them and several others dismissed the would be deceiver.

"You'll have to do better than that to kill m-" you started shouting, only to be cut off as Ap tackled you to the floor, planting a hoof between your shoulder blades painfully to keep you from escaping, her wings buzzing with movement as she used all the force she needed to keep you down. "Et tu Ap, et tu!?" you cried, trying to squirm out from her hold. "What made you betray me? Was it the fact I fucked Chrysalis nine ways to Friday? Or was it the fact I didn't fuck you!? Because you only had to tell me, and I would have gladly-"

"Shut up you man-child! You've done enough damage as it is!" Apocrita shouted at you, twisting her hoof to cut you off. Looking away from your clearly hurt and betrayed face, she focused on the other Changelings, those in front most clearly hurt from your actions. "Are you all alright?"

"We'll be f-fine," one of them stammered, clearly struggling just to stand on her own hooves.

"Fine once you rip me apart and feast on my innards!? You're sick! I hope you all choke on it, especially whichever one goes for the balls!" you shouted, flailing beneath Ap. Damn, she was a strong little bug monster. You'd compliment her on it if she wasn't a mutinous bitch!

Turning to you once more, Ap twisted her hoof in the other direction, drawing a gasp of pain from you. "You're an idiot, you know that?" she sighed, finally removing her hoof your back and stepping off you to give you some room.

You immediately jumped to your feet, positioning your hands before you in a classic fisticuffs fighting stance, ready to go swinging. Your dick was also apparently ready to get to work, as the loose shorts you were wearing did nothing to hide your excitement. You chalked it up to the breakfast, the rush of blood from getting into a fight, and some general arousal from Ap stepping on you like that. You had nothing against strong, empowered women who were willing to step up, you acknowledged that.

The Changelings gasped as they saw your eagerness, whispering among themselves as they openly stared in awe. You were finding it harder to hate this mob considering their very open approval of your junk, making you lower your hands a bit and jut your hips out a bit just to show off some more.

Rolling her eyes at your display, Ap sat down and looked at you like you were some sort of idiot. "Did you forget that you had a fan club? Because this is them. You just assaulted your fan club," she explained flatly, snorting in disappointment as she stared at your face. She was probably the only one not fixated on your dick. Such a weirdo.

"My fan club... but... they have my name written in blood," you stated, looking at the banners.

"We only had red paint, and didn't really let it dry before we came to find you, so it, pardon the pun, bled down," one of the Changelings holding a banner up explained, looking a little sheepish to be addressing you.

"Well, why didn't you write more than my name? Follow up with 'Fan Club' or lead in with 'We Love'. That'd make so much more sense," you countered at their poor reasoning.

"We figured you'd just prefer seeing your own name," one explained. Shit, that was good logic right there.

Looking over to the dummy hanging from a rope, you pointed at it and said "What about that? Clearly a sign you want to lynch me."

"We don't know what this 'lynch' is, but we made a piñata in your honor. We filled it with some of the snacks Queen Chrysalis had us gather for you," the one holding the piñata stated, shaking it around a little, the sound of food shifting around inside made apparent.

Right, pony land, they probably had very few legit hate crimes. Trying to hold your own, you scoffed and said "So you made an effigy of me to beat open?"

"We were going to allow you the honor. None of us would dare to harm even a symbol of you," another answered. Hmmm, that would be a good way to work off some of that self-loathing you'd been building up lately.

"Well... you got me beat. If this is a secret lynch mob that plans on killing me, you'll get the jump on me at this point, in which case kudos. Sorry for kicking your asses," you apologized, relaxing your body at last, with the exception of the raging erection. You'd have to see a physician about that if it lasted for more than four hours.

"You kidding?" one of the Changelings asked, hobbling forward. It might have been the one you punted, as others parted to let him through. "Now we'll get to brag how we survived a beating from you, all our friends will be so jealous!" he nearly squealed with excitement. Now you understood how Queen Chrysalis rose to her position. She was clearly the best dominatrix in a hive of masochists.

Nodding like it was totally normal, you cupped your chin as you looked out over the crowd. "So... not that I'd expect anything less, but how come there are so many more of you now?" you asked. The last group you'd seen didn't even fill your room, this was way larger.

"We all heard how you and Queen Chrysalis mated! Quite literally in some cases. Never before has our queen been so pleased with one of her consorts, we are eternally in awe of your skill," one of them explained.

"The royal guard remained stationed outside the throne room for the safety of our queen, and were so strongly affected by the pheromones she released from your copulation, that they erupted into an orgy. I would know, I was on duty!" another detailed, a wide grin on her face as the memories of last night returned to her.

"Awesome! I mean, gross, but still awesome," you stated, pleased with yourself to learn that you fucking Chrysalis apparently got others laid. Just more proof you were Anon, God of Sex.

"Please stop. He's already bad enough as he is now," Apocrita begged, her pleas falling on deaf ears though.

"No, please, go on. Your admiration, it sustains me," you command, smacking your lips like you could actually taste it.

"He even feeds off our praise, he truly must be a higher form of Changeling in his world," one of the Changelings whispered in awe.

"He's a higher form of dumbass," Ap murmured, shaking her head. It seemed like that drew the attention of one of the Changelings though, who marched up to her with some defiance, although there was some clear fear of her in their eyes.

"But you! How dare you attack Lord Anon! You should have let him get out his anger as he needed! The idea you'd dare risk harming our queen's most favored consort is an insult to the elite guard!" he declared, earning some cheers from his fellows.

Blinking in surprise, Ap pointed to herself with a hoof. "Are you serious? You'd rather he kick your asses, probably stomp a few of your heads in, than me saving you?" she asked, only to receive a backlash of boos.

As much as you loved the idea that Apocrita was getting chewed out for stopping you from being a total badass, you had to admit this didn't really make you smile like it usually would. Stepping forward, you grabbed Ap around the midsection and lifted her up over your head, the action coming so quickly that she didn't even have a chance to flail about, surprised that you'd do such a thing.

"Friends! Changelings! Ass kissers! Do not cast shame upon Ap! She is my guard and my guide among you. She is like my spirit animal, showing me the truth where I am wrong... which isn't often, but even so! She is my best friend and I expect you to show her the respect she deserves," you announced, holding the violet-eyed guard out to the rest of them for admiration. When they were slow to start cheering for her as you expected, you shook her and shouted "APPLAUD HER DAMMIT!"

As the crowd now erupted into applause for Ap, you smiled and set her down. She was a bit shaky standing on her own after you had rattled her around, but was able to gain her composure well enough to look at you, a mixture of irritation and gratitude on her face.

"There, now my fan club is also your fan club. You can thank me with a blowjob later," you tell her, giving her your usual shit eating grin.

"I never asked for it, so no blowjobs... but thank you," she grunted, looking away to focus on the crowd, but you could see the smile growing on her face.

"... seriously though, I might need that blowjob. My dick is unnaturally hard at this point."

Author's Note

All hail Anon, God of Sex! All hail Ap, Unwilling Party to Anon's Idiocy!

Figured I'd show how Anon's becoming even more revered by the hive. After all, if you knew someone who could get others laid because they're getting laid, wouldn't you want to be best friends with that guy or gal?... seriously, let me know. I need more friends and more sex in my life.

Pest Control

"So Chitin said that every time you eat the grubs and royal jelly, you're going to get an hour long erection?" Apocrita asked, shooting you a disturbed look, actually concerned about your well being... sorta.

"Yeah, apparently that royal jelly really hits me hard, cause it's made with a little magic, and since we don't have that in my world, my body is basically being ravaged with the unknown," you reply, picking up a book from one of the shelves before setting it back.

You'd agreed to come back to the library, and even said you'd try not to start anything with the librarian. Part of the reason came from the fact that your fan club, as amazing as they were for recognizing your glory, got a little tiring when around in excess. Members of it had followed you to your room, to the dining room, and even to the bathroom. And while you didn't turn down the offer to let one of them wipe your ass for you, it was a bit stifling.

The other part was, as you were explaining to Apocrita, the fact that your new diet was giving you erections that would last an hour. You'd seen Chitin about it and he basically said that, while your body would acclimate eventually, you had no immunity or resistance to magic, and so it was hitting you hard. Even without sexual stimulation, you were going to be hard. So until you developed some magical antibodies or whatever, you needed to avoid aggravating it. That also meant no fucking Chrysalis with magical jelly enhancements. Chitin wasn't sure how long your erections would last if you were actually aroused, and had suspected your dick might actually shoot off your body, which you did not want to test out.

And so you came to the library, where you got some relief from your fan club, as well as nothing that would get you aroused. Just books, a bitchy old librarian, and Apocrita. Probably best to put some distance between you and Chrysalis too, since she was finding it difficult not to encourage you to using her body in every way conceivable, and a few that were still inconceivable.

"I still find it hard to believe that your world doesn't have magic... are there any other side effects to being exposed to it for the first time in your life?" Apocrita asked, concern blatantly present in her voice. You forgot that, when surrounded by books, she usually eased up a bit and cared about you openly.

"Nothing much. Rashes, insomnia, narcolepsy, explosive sneezing, immortality, and demonic possession," you answered, trying not to look at Apocrita as she glared at you. When she didn't answer you, you relented and said "Honestly, we don't know what to expect. Maybe I'll have no other side effects, maybe I'll get hit with so many that you won't even recognize me. Magic can do all sorts of shit after all."

Ap frowned at the answer, clearly not pleased with it, but unable to really offer a proper input to the matter. Shaking her head, she said "Then lets just hope whatever side effect you do get, if any, are good... although I suppose in your case, any change would be an improvement."

You scoffed, planting your hands on your hips and postured yourself to look as exceedingly overconfident as all get out. "You can't improve upon perfection, Ap, it just can't be done... although... maybe if this could make me grow a second dick. Imagine the possibilities!" you exclaimed, in a hushed voice, lest that bitch librarian start... bitching.

Rolling her eyes, Apocrita trotted away from you, trying to ignore this, even as she said "Why does everything have to revolve around your penis?"

"Because my penis is the source of life!... I mean, ovaries and the vagina and all that shit are too, but I don't have those, so I focus on what I can provide," you answered, quickly following in step. "Seriously though, I could do vaginal and anal at the same time. Forget leaving Chrysalis unconscious, I'll put her into a fucking pleasure coma. Then I can usurp power of the hive as her consort and rule with an iron fist, leading the armies to conquer new lands! Mwahahaha!" you declared, an evil laugh escaping you at the thought.

"I'm not sure which I should be more concerned with. The fact that you just openly stated you plan on stealing the throne of power from my queen or the fact you clearly would use it to invade the lands of ponies that are actively trying to save you right now," Ap muttered, trying to take it in stride as she inspected a book cover, then gave a shrug and added it to her saddlebag. "I almost forgot that you basically ousted an entire pony town and a princess, just because you felt slighted."

"That was a happy accident," you retorted, even though the only ones happy would be the Changelings. "But you seem to be ignoring the important part... like my dicks."

"You still have just the one," Ap shot back, not even doing you the service of facing you.

"Yet! Why, I need to get started on dick names! The only one I can think of now is the Twin Towers, but that... that's not the best name, even by my standards," you groaned, not liking the implication of that at all.

"Why is that? Sounds as good as any to m-" Ap started asking, her poor naivety not understanding the horrors of your own world. However, she never got to finish her question, as a loud explosion went off in the far corner of the library, the two of you safe from debris only because of the shelves, but books fell from them as the structure shook.

"What's going on!?" the library bitch shouted, running past the row you two were in to investigate the explosion.

Apocrita spun around to face you, kicking off the ground in what seemed like a tackle, but as her forelegs wrapped around your midsection, her wings began buzzing with activity, carrying you in the opposite direction. "We need to leave, NOW!" she shouted, even though it clearly wasn't necessary with your close proximity.

"What's going on? Who's attacking!? Where are we going!?" you asked in a frenzy, going limp to try and make it difficult for Ap. Why? Because you didn't know what was going on and that pissed you off. Also, maybe the ponies were coming to free you at last. You expected a more subtle method, but hey, if they had an elite squad of explosives experts, you were cool with this.

"Anon, quit fighting me!" Apocrita shouted, redoubling her efforts, but finding soon after that you were squirming to get out of her hold. "This is for your protection you dipshit! We need to leave before they spot you!" she snarled, a truly vicious gesture that was all up in your face... but beyond it, as almost a glimmer in her crazy compounded bug eyes, you saw fear.

Sighing, you twisted around in her grip, actually escaping it, but the moment your feet hit the ground, you took off running, saving her the effort of having to carry you. "You owe me an explanation after this!" you shouted, turning the corner toward the exit to escape. Unfortunately, you already noticed something was barreling toward you through the periphery of your vision as you were turning, and in only a few steps, you felt something tackle you to the ground, thankfully saving your still erect cock by bringing your hands under you and positioning them to defend the precious shaft, even if it meant you were going to hit hard with your chest. Dick first, everything else was but an afterthought.

Whatever it was growled, digging its claws into your back, likely ruining the new t-shirt Chrysalis gave you of a black pony skull on green fabric, which you really liked. Stupid son of a bitch was going to pay for the repairs, although the feel of slobber and hot breath on the back of your neck indicated they could care less about you or your shirt.

"What sort of creature is this?" it snarled, sniffing at you.

"GET OFF OF HIM!" you heard Apocrita roar, followed by a loud THWACK as the weight on your back disappeared.

Rolling on your back, you looked to see Apocrita hovering in the air a little off to the side, fangs bared as she glared at... a dog? At least, it looked like a dog, specifically some sort of pitbull, but had a body that reminded you more of a chimpanzee or gorilla, with almost oversized arms and significantly smaller back legs, with a short, stubby tail that ended in an almost flail like mass. It was wearing a black leather collar and a dirty blue vest. You figured that it could come up to a little below your chest if it was standing, but considering Ap had apparently struck it with the force of semi-truck, the canine lay crumpled on the floor, the shelf it struck splintered to the point it was likely going to fall over soon.

"The fuck is that? Dog-ape?" you asked, pushing yourself back to your feet. You winced, feeling a few puncture wounds in your back, but you saved your penis, so that was good.

"Just a Diamond Dog. Filthy mongrels that dig around looking for gems," Ap spat, keeping an eye on it, but trying to shoot a few glances your way to make sure you were fine. "The library's located underground, so it must have accidentally dug its way here... but that wouldn't explain why it'd use explosives to get into the hive."

"That would be my doing," a low, almost Italian sounding voice declared.

You and Ap spun to see that where the Diamond Dog had come from, there was a whole pack making its way through the library. Some were sniffing around, searching for anything of value apparently, but there were definitely a few focused solely on the two of you, snarling aggressively, their muscles tensed to attack at any given moment. One, you noted, even had the library bitch already in his mouth, carrying her like a chew toy. They all seemed, for the most part, the same breed as the first you saw. Pitbull like with white fur, but there was one that drew your attention as it walked past the rest.

A small, almost hilariously so, Diamond Dog that seemed to be a Chihuahua, wearing a full blue suit jacket with a black hat shuffled forward, his steps assisted by a cane, his height bringing him not even up to your knee. Even when he finally stopped, he seemed to be shaking like all Chihuahua do, his eyes not appearing to focus but just looking out into space. It was so weird and kinda creepy... but no, this was definitely hilarious.

"You have to accept my apology, I do hate being a terrible house guest, but my boys, they just don't understand manners," the Diamond Dog stated in a tone that reminded you very much of a classic movie mobster from the mafia, taking his hat off his head and bowing, almost falling forward because of his stupidly oversized head. Straightening up, he continued "I am Don Arturo, head of the Ruby Raiders. I feel I should at least be forthcoming in the fact that I am here to take all of your gems. If you would be so kind, we will take them all and leave. You may even have your compatriot back."

Staring down at the little Diamond Dog, you turned to Ap and said "Are they for fucking real right now?"

Turning his attention solely to you, Arturo said "I do not understand this word of yours, this 'fucking', but I can tell it is not a term of respect by the inflection in your voice... also, what kind of creature are you?"

Before you could answer, Apocrita flew between the two of you and said "You're in the wrong place. This is a Changeling hive, in case you haven't noticed by the fact that I'm a Changeling. We don't worry about gems, so we don't have any. The only thing you'll find here is a lot of pain and suffering if you don't leave as of ten seconds ago."

"But that is where you are wrong. My boys, they sniff out gems, they know their gems, they're good boys like that, ain't you boys?" Arturo asked his crew, who quickly nodded and agreed to his words, taking less interest in you as he addressed Apocrita, which was fine for once. You'd taken the opportunity to head over to one of the fallen books and rip a few pages out of it. "Besides, you surround yourself in these books, but why would you need them either? Honestly, I do not care. We just want the gems. If need be, we will use this library as a staging ground and you three as hostages until the rest of your hive come up with the gems," he elaborated, every word he spoke in that unfitting accent of his only made you miss watching The Godfather... oooh, you should totally tell Ap about it as your next story, she'd probably like it.

"Not happening. I'm an elite guard and more will be here in a moment, not that I need their assistance. I'm only being nice because I'd rather not waste my time on you all," Apocrita warned, her eyes narrowing to an extent that you thought she'd be firing lasers from them any moment.

"Nah, it's fine, I got this," you interjected, walking back over with the pages you ripped from the books, twisting them together.

"Anon, no-"

"And this guy again. Who is this schmuck?" Arturo asked, his tone indicating it he was upset, but it was so hard to read his weird Chihuahua face. Then, he seemed to take notice of the fact that you were still rather erect. "Oh, I see, this guy, he thinks he's the Alpha around here, does he? He wants to challenge me, is that it?" he asked, holding his cane off to the side for one of the other Diamond Dogs to take. He began to remove his suit jacket, folding it neatly without taking his eyes off of you. "You think you're hot, but you're not. I didn't become the leader of this pack by-"

You couldn't bother with him anymore, and so you did the only thing that really came to mind, and punted the tiny canine into the air, a yelp slowly fading away the further he got. The other Diamond Dogs gaped at the fact you just kicked their leader like that. Those closest to you quickly started snarling, ready to lunge, when you swung your arm out, bringing the twisted pages, now looking like a rolled up newspaper, down on one of their snouts.

"NO! Bad dog, bad! Go sit in the corner!" you commanded, waving the paper in his face. The Diamond Dog and his companions were frozen for a moment, surprised that you did such a thing and the odd effect it had on them. They tried to recover, but the moment you saw their teeth baring, you struck him on the nose again. "BAD! Go sit in the corner before I find a spray bottle!" you ordered once more, the Diamond Dog now whimpering a bit and slinking away from you.

"What... what am I watching right now?" Apocrita asked, flabbergasted by the display as you started marching forward, waving the paper in the face of another of the canines, who took only one snout smacking before whimpering and crawling away.

You only had to hit a few more once each before they started slinking away to a corner, ears drooping as they tried to stick low to the ground. It was only when the one carrying the librarian in his mouth tried to sneak past without getting hit that you spoke up.

"You! Drop it!" you commanded, earning a fearful look from him, but not his immediate compliance. Shoving the paper in his face, you hissed "Drop it!" He whined, but lowered his head and let the librarian roll off of his tongue. "Good boy," you declared, even reaching out to scratch him behind the ear, getting a smile and one of those things where he'd scratch at his side with one of his back leg things that dogs always seemed to do.

It didn't take long afterwards for the rest of the guards to arrive, having noticed the explosion in the rest of the hive, and start caging the Diamond Dogs. Apocrita and Pharynx stood by your side as they started carting off the cages to the hive's prison.

"I still have a hard time believing you did this without bloodshed," Pharynx muttered, watching as one of the Diamond Dogs whimpered at you as they passed by.

"I mean, I did have to kick their leader, but besides that, it was pretty harmless," you stated with a shrug.

"Queen Chrysalis will be pleased with the new supply of slaves, I guess," Apocrita mumbled, not really sure what she should be feeling at this moment.

Glancing over at her, you cleared your throat, drawing her eyes. "You seemed kinda surprised, or at least less concerned, when you realized it was Diamond Dogs, but before that you seemed fairly certain you had something bigger to deal with. What did you think it was?"

Ap stared at you for a moment, her eyes flicking over to Pharynx, who seemed interested as well, then snorted. "I thought the ponies were attacking to take you back. It'd have been my carapace if you were taken. I should have realized they wouldn't dare to attack without their magic," she explained.

"True, but you reacted as any elite guard should have in this situation. Queen Chrysalis would have been most displeased if anything bad had happened to Anon, although we should probably get those claw marks checked out," Pharynx suggested, having taken notice of your minuscule wounds.

"Yeah, I could totally use some ointment for that. Something good to masturbate with too," you stated, earning confused looks from the two as you started walking out of the library. Why would you need to masturbate when you had a slutty queen to fuck whenever you wanted? You didn't. But fucking with Apocrita and Pharynx made you smile... which reminded you.

Turning back to Pharynx, you pointed at him and said "Oh, by the way, using my command now. I command you to go out and find your brother."

Pharynx reared back, astonished by the seemingly random order you were issuing. "W-What? You can't be serious. I'm an elite guard, I can't-"

"You can, cause you have to. Magically issued commands, bitch!" you shouted, holding up your hand as the emblem, only lasting this long because you still had one left, slowly faded away. "Don't worry though, I'll let Chrysalis know. Can't blame you for me fucking around."

Pharynx gave a stern look, clearly wanting to say something, but his wings started to flutter, lifting him off the ground. Sighing, he conceded to the command he could not disobey, and took off in search of his brother.

Watching him leave, Ap asked "Why are you commanding him to do that? I thought you were going to fuck with him, you made that seemingly clear."

"I've got a good guy quota I need to meet. If I don't, I can't say I'm a nice guy with a straight face," you joked, smirking at her before continuing your walk out. "Now come on, I've got another story I want to share with you. It's about a mafia family."

Author's Note

I do not condone animal abuse and neither does Anon.

Also, totally anti-climatic issuing of Pharynx command, but trust me... it might be worth it.

Return To (Failed) Negotiations

"I'm just saying, if you can make a cushion that conforms to my ass so easily, why can't you make me a mattress that does the same?" you complained, refusing to even look at Chrysalis, your body turned awkwardly in your throne for the mere denial of your eyes on her body.

"Don't be mad at me, it's not easy to collect the mucus that's filling that cushion. I basically had to wring dry several platoons of my guards just to get that made. A whole mattress requires more time, so please just ease up," Chrysalis pleaded, her efforts to give you puppy dog eyes wasted as you still refused to look at her.

Chrysalis wanted to reward you for the new slaves you had acquired for her, even though it was totally by accident. So what did you ask for? A fucking mattress. A real one, that didn't hurt like a slab of granite. Yet she had the nerve to deny you the one thing you truly desired! You'd already fucked her, so it's not like she needed to hold out on you to lure you to her bed.

"Anon, please, the negotiator will be here any moment and I don't want you angry at me while we're discussing the terms of the settlement and your release, it'll send the wrong message," Queen Holeyer-Than-Thou declared, the desperation in her voice far from what a queen should have.

"And what message would that be? The message that I'm being abused with shitty bedding!?" you shout, finally turning to her to point a finger at her angrily. "You feed me magic viagra, immediately ask if I want to fuck instead of asking how my day is going, and didn't even bother to tell me you loved me after we fucked! Am I just a sex object to you? Are you ashamed of me?"

Gasping, Chrysalis reeled back from that one, almost slipping off her own throne. "Anon, you know that's not true! I just figured you'd want to make up on all the sex we hadn't been having up until now, that's why I don't ask how you're doing. And you rutted me unconscious, I couldn't say a thing after that. As for the magic viagra... I don't know what viagra is," Chrysalis tried to defend herself and her actions, but you simply snorted and turned away again.

"May I remind you that the negotiator is already here?" Ap asked, the disappointment in her voice evident as she declared the hive's guest was already in the throne room. Chrysalis and you both looked to see that Strong Words was indeed already in the throne room, a mixture of frustration and confusion on his face as he looked between the two of you.

"How long has he been there? Who let him in?" Chrysalis inquired, straightening her posture and looking to blame someone.

"You ordered for him to come in as soon as you got on your throne, then forgot about him when Anon started bitching about his mattress," Apocrita answered, not in the least afraid of being punished for pointing out it was Chrysalis' own fault.

"Indeed. I was going to impose, but after my last dealing with you while... he was around, I wondered if it was really worth the effort," Strong Words agreed, shooting a quick glare at you. Luna did say that he didn't have much of a high opinion of you after the first negotiation meeting, so clearly that hadn't changed. That was fine, fuck him too! Him and his perfectly quaffed beard that you could shave off his face and wear on your own!

"Hi! Hi Strong Words, hi!" you shouted like a child, waving at him as though he couldn't see you. Act like the gullible idiot and he'll be the asshole for hating you. Plus, you needed to milk a few things out of him... nothing gay though. Although, it might have worked more were you not wearing a t-shirt Chrysalis had made for you with little stick figure characters representing the princesses being hung at the gallows. Probably should have dressed for the occasion better. "Did you bring me anything from Canterlot? Souvenir? Did the princesses send anything with you?"

Sighing, Strong Words used his magic to move his cape aside, revealing a saddlebag that he quickly levitated a parcel out of. "Princess Celestia did ask that I bring you this 'care package' as she called it," he acknowledged, levitating it over in your direction, only for Chrysalis' aura to engulf it and yank it toward herself.

"I'm sorry Anon, but customs requires that I intercept all packages from foreign nations we are at war with for inspection," Chrysalis apologized, although the bitter expression she had said she wanted to make sure Celestia wasn't winning your favor.

Shrugging, you replied "That's fine, I can wait... and what about Apocrita's souvenir?"

"Pardon?" Strong Words asked, once more totally thrown off by the random request.

"I see we're back to unnecessarily involving me in your shenanigans," Ap sighed, hanging her head in defeat.

"Apocrita's souvenir. She was clearly here during the last negotiation and has been waiting for her own souvenir from Canterlot. It was implied during the last negotiation that she should get something," you all but demanded. Of course Ap didn't so much as say one word about wanting anything and you had made the whole thing about you, but you needed Strong Words to be the asshole here.

"I... no... I didn't bring anything for your guard," Strong Words replied, looking to your violet-eyed best friend with a raised brow.

"I see..." you muttered, tapping your fingers against your thrown. You then tossed up one of your feet across your other leg, undoing the shoelace so you could slip the tennis shoe off of your foot. The moment it was free, you tossed it at Strong Words, shouting "You have failed me for the last time, Strong Words!" The shoe only went so far, hitting the ground before it got close to him, bouncing a few times. Seeing as that failed, you snapped your fingers and commanded "Guards, execute him."

The royal guards nodded and the two closest to Strong words began to close in on him. The unicorn was completely surprised by such a startling revelation, backing up quickly. "W-wait, hold on, this doesn't make sense. He's a h-hostage, not a-"

"Guards, stop. Anon, calm down sweetie," Chrysalis commanded. You grumbled, crossing your arms and leaning back into your throne while the guards backed away. "My apologies Strong Words, Anon's in bit of a mood and taking it out on everyone around him. He really didn't mean it, he's just trying to make me look like a bad host," the queen apologized, which was a very weird concept for the tyrannical leader of murder bugs to be doing on behalf of her prisoner.

Clearing his throat, Strong Words replied "Look, I should just go anyway. The only reason I came here was to respectfully announce that we are declining your previous... offer for Anon's safe return. Our people cannot in good conscious enslave generations of ponies for one being, even if he is one of a kind."

"Oh, that's fine, I was rescinding that offer anyways," Chrysalis dismissed with a wave of her hoof.

You gasped at the revelation, although part of you really wasn't surprised at all. "You were rescinding it? Am I not worth it anymore? Am I not as priceless as I had once thought?" you whined, pouting at the queen to make her feel guilty.

"I am also surprised by this declaration, considering how you spoke of the situation before. However, if this means you are willing to reopen negotiations for a more reasonable return price, I am more than willing to make my efforts shown, despite our past problems," Strong Words declared, a small smile on his face as reason seemed to return to the table. Now he could finally do his job in proper, and might even carry favor with the princesses for getting you back.

"Oh, not at all. I've simply come to realize that the settlement offer I had provided earlier was a woefully undervalued price for my dear, sweet Anon," Chrysalis corrected, a sly smirk growing as she knew just how much she was going to smash Strong Words' hopes, as well as lift your spirits once more.

"Pardon, but are you saying that a slave breeding farm for the sake of your people's continued feeding isn't worth this one man?" Strong Words asked, looking like he just got sucker punched by Chrysalis.

"Oh, most definitely. Would you care to hear his list of accomplishments?" Chrysalis offered.

"No, I'd really rath-"

"For starters, he's proven himself a master of deception, beating myself and two of my elites in a game we use to determine supremacy among the lower ranks. Just having him around would make him a shining beacon for my Changelings to aspire to," Chrysalis cut him off, ready to praise you to the high heavens and stroke your ego. Literally and metaphorically.

"Well, I suppose that is all good, bu-"

"Then he recently subjugated a pack of Diamond Dogs that would dare try and steal from me, not only sparing my less capable guards from having to fight them, but even providing me with a new stock of slaves that I may use for whatever I see fit. And might I say he did so without damaging any of the goods?... well, except for the scrawny one, but that one wouldn't be of much use anyways," the queen continued on, chuckling a bit as she thought of Arturo.

Glaring at you, Strong Words snorted. "Did he now? I wasn't aware that our resident human was a slaver."

"Oh, but he's so much more than that," Chrysalis quickly stated. "He's also a sexual god. It took some time, but he finally agreed to mate with me, and to the hive what a stallion he is! Such an inventive lover, capable of doing things with those hands that pony hooves are simply incapable of. And lets not forget how he lasts so much longer than any colt could. Oh, the things he did to me in that first rutting alone had me drooling on the floor, but even after he came, he was such an animal," Chrysalis declared with a shudder. "Shoot, I'm going to have to have my throne cleaned just thinking about it."

"This was far more than I needed to know by any means," Strong Words grimaced, looking at you in disgust. "Especially with such obvious exaggerations. It's a known fact you've been a most vivacious... lover and most have fallen to the wayside trying to please you in the past."

"So glad to know the nobility keeps track of such things," Chrysalis said with a sneer, her eyes glancing to you as she knew just what you were about to do.

"The fuck do you mean by exaggerated!?" you shouted, hopping off your throne, almost stumbling as you remembered you threw your shoe. "Ap, be a friend and fetch my shoe for me," you whispered to her, earning a resigned sigh from the guard as she trotted forward to retrieve it from you.

Remembering who he was dealing with, Strong Words said "Sir Anon, I did not mean to offend, but these allegations seem like words of fiction, drawn up by Queen Chrysalis to inflate your worth so she might better lev-"

"Nuh uh, no! You ain't giving me that crock of shit," you interrupted, taking your shoe back from Apocrita as she returned with it, giving her a kindly head pat that she tried to shrug off. As you put the shoe back on, making it hard to look intimidating as you knelt to tie the laces, you said "Nobody casts shame on my sexual prowess! We can throw down right now!"

Rearing back a little, finding himself surprised time and again by your words and actions, Strong Words said "Sir Anon, I'm not going to engage you in fisticuffs, if that is what you're implying."

"What? No, fuck that," you stated, looking at him like he was the idiot now... cause he was. "How would fighting you prove I'm a better beast in the bed? No, whip out your dick, right now. Chrysalis owes me sex whenever I want and I doubt she'd care if I let you in on the action to show you up."

"He's right, if that's what he wants, I'm open to it. Why, I'll even transform into one of the princesses if it'll help get you going," Chrysalis agreed, a sly smirk on her face that indicated she was utterly amused by this.

"I will n-not!" Strong Words gasped, although it was clear by the sweat rolling down the side of his face that he was considering it after Chrysalis' suggestions. "And what is this about you having sex whenever he wants, I thought he was the hostage here! Although I'm having a hard time believing that at this point," he muttered, not sure what your position in the hive was any longer.

"Oh, that game he won that I mentioned earlier, it had certain stipulations. Mostly that whoever won got to command the losers anything they desired of them. Anon used his command over me so that we might have sex whenever he desired it," Chrysalis elaborated, her grin growing to a predatory manner, making you realize that things were about to get bad. "I must say, I was surprised that he didn't use it to ask for his own freedom or that I relinquish my throne. Anything he asked, I'd be magically obligated to fulfill. I was so pleased when he used it for his own pleasure... and mine as well. Again, he's simply divine. I'm thinking of adding him to our pantheon as the God of Sex."

"You... you could have spared us the trouble of these negotiations, of these ideas to enslave ponies as cattle, just so you could mate with her?" Strong Words asked, a look of utter disgust on his face. You could tell it wasn't the idea that you were having sex with Chrysalis, no. It was the very idea of you that made him so repulsed.

"I, um... I've got a good reason for that?" you stated, although the uncertainty in your voice made it clear you couldn't figure out how to possibly answer him. Sure, you had a plan. A damned fine plan. But if you explained why you chose sex with Chrysalis whenever you wanted over freedom or worse for the tyrannical queen, you'd be exposing it in front of Chrysalis, potentially ruining everything.

Snorting indignantly, Strong Words spat "If by good reason you mean to fulfill your need for sexual gratification, then I'm sure you do." Turning his attention back to Chrysalis, he said "I think this is more than proof enough that these negotiations are no longer necessary. Clearly Anon is not only healthy and safe in your hooves, but he's even happier here than he ever was or would be in Canterlot."

Chuckling darkly, Chrysalis leaned forward, her mane hanging over the throne at this point. "Oh, I completely agree with you and commend your thinking. However, I might remind you that if you wish to follow this path, it will be Equestria and not my hive that will be closing these negotiations. And considering how beloved my dear, sweet Anon is within the hive, what with his massive fan club, I'd be hard pressed to say we'd be willing to ever open negotiations again."

"Oh come on, you're making me sound like I'm really that loved! They only enjoy the fact that I'm amazing and when we have sex, orgies break out... wait..." you contested, only to realize how bad that sounded for your case.

"Fan club? Orgies?" Strong Words asked, narrowing his eyes at you. "Yes, I'm quite sure that Anon will be better off here than in Canterlot. I'll be sure to pass along the word of your luxurious life as part of Chrysalis' concubine to the princesses," the old unicorn said with such venom, you wondered if he could have been a Changeling in disguise... wait, was he? Was this all some sort of elaborate trick? Was Chrysalis gaslighting you? That twisted bitch!

As you had an existential crisis, Chrysalis merely giggled, waving a hoof in Strong Words' direction. "Oh, I wouldn't call him my concubine. I'd like to imagine him more as a... suitor on the cusps of being my fiance. I do hope that it works out better than my last wedding though, you know how that went."

Turning his back on the two of you, Strong Words started making his way out, declaring "I would not be a gentlecolt if I did not wish you two a long and happy marriage when that day comes... just do me a favor and don't invite me to the wedding."

"Oh, don't worry, when we get to it, I plan for it to be a small affair. Family, friends... maybe a few members of royalty," Chrysalis replied in a hushed, but menacing tone. You realized here that everything you'd done, all the preparations you had made... they may not be enough.

Author's Note

Would it still be fisticuff for ponies, or hooficuffs? Got a little late on this one, but it's still out! My chapter a day streak has not been broken! DON'T JUDGE ME!

Anon And Ap: The End Of A Friendship

"Anon... you going to be okay?" Apocrita asked, staring down at you with open concern.

"No," you mumbled, turning away from her, pulling the sheets you had wrapped around you body tighter around you.

Frowning, Apocrita pressed one of her hooves against your back, right below your ribs. "Isn't there anything I can do for you?"

"No," you repeated, rolling further until your face was now pressed into your pillow, stifling your breathing, but not enough that you would relent.

"... do you want to threaten me with sexual harassment?" Apocrita asked hesitantly, pushing her hoof forward again so she could rub your back.

"Nhof," you mumbled through your pillow.

Dropping back on her flank, Apocrita stared at you, uncertain of what to do. After your meeting with Strong Words yesterday, you had been hit with a small case of depression. You had returned straight to your room, changed into a fluffy bathrobe, and crawled into your uncomfortable bed. From there, you had chosen to forego any further meals, declining Chrysalis' offer of make up sex, and even turning away your fan club when they offered to tell you how amazing you were. Only Apocrita had been with you until it was time for her to return to her own bed, and now she was back, finding you still hadn't moved.

"Anon... get up, this is ridiculous," she reluctantly declared, sensing your wilted desire to do even the simplest of things that had once brought you pleasure. However, as your dedicated elite guard, it was her job to make sure you got everything you needed.

Turning your head so your mouth was free, you replied "No."

"It's past noon, you've been in here for a whole twenty-four hours. Chrysalis is going to be unhappy if you don't eat, especially with that diet she's got you on," Apocrita declared. You noticed once more how she neglected to include the 'Queen', but didn't bother with pointing it out.

"I'm not hungry. I just want to stay in bed... my really uncomfortable bed," you grunted, shutting your eyes to try and will yourself back to sleep.

"Well, I got more than a single word answer out of you, and a complaint about your bed, so you're not a lost cause," Ap sighed, grateful to at least have that. "Seriously, I don't even understand why you're this upset. At this point, you're just a step away from becoming the recognized consort of Queen Chrysalis. You'll be King Anon at this rate, guaranteed a spot as a member of our divine pantheon upon your death, and honestly given anything you wanted so long as it can be obtained."

"I thought that Chrysalis was just joking about the pantheon thing," you muttered, cracking an eye to look at Ap.

"Our gods are those that have earned their places based on their deeds. Morphosis, God of Lies, the first to learn to transform and deceive the ponies we needed to drain love from. Silk, Goddess of Creation, the first to form with what we could produce from our own bodies a hive, as well as the creator of the throne that drains the magic of all non-Changelings. Imago, Goddess of Evolution, the first to rise to a form truly beyond any other Changeling and match power with alicorns," Apocrita began to explain, the words rather reverent. You never took her for much of a religious sort.

"... so, is that it? You guys got three?" you asked, rolling onto your side so you wouldn't get a kink in your neck.

"We have high standards. The fact that Ch- Queen Chrysalis is looking to add you means she really believes in your sexual prowess. It'll probably help considering she plans to ascend to the pantheon as well. She seeks to be recognized as the Goddess of Love," Apocrita elaborated.

"... love as in-"

"Love as in what we eat, yeah. She basically wants to be known as the provider divinity that gives us what we need to survive. Despite her perceived callousness to the individual Changeling, she takes care of the hive as a whole and is very serious about it... you know, in case you need more reasons to realize you're better off here than with those ponies," Apocrita grunted, frowning a bit deeper at the thought of you with the ponies.

Sighing, you conceded the point to Apocrita for the time being, rolling onto your back to stare up at the ceiling once more. "I know it looks like my life here is pretty awesome... and kind of is. Yeah, I have all these awesome things here, along with respect and admiration that I never got while I was in Canterlot. Hell, I don't think anyone here even actually hates me. Mild irritation maybe, but not hate. Strong Words alone proves the ponies can hate me," you began to rant, considering the various circumstances that have led you to enjoy your time in the hive, while thinking about how little you truly felt around the ponies.

Scooting just a bit closer, Apocrita willingly leaned herself against your bed to stare at you, the violet eyes filled with confusion. "Everything you said basically just indicated even further why you shouldn't be worried. Maybe you just thought you wanted to still return because you were brought here against your will, but isn't it possible this was all for the best?"

"Maybe it is. I mean, the ponies are a bunch of rainbow marshmallows on four legs whose understanding of the sort of things that I'm interested in is like a child walking in on mommy and daddy fucking and thinking they're just play wrestling... or daddy hurting mommy. Even you guys are still wrapping your minds around what I say at times, but at least you've got some level of insight," you answered, fingers curling to ball up the sheets in your palm.

"Heh, you still make me wonder if your entire species is this way or if you're just some sort of exception," Ap chuckled, a humorless laugh that she seemed to force out for your sake.

"I'm exceptional," you replied, giving a mirthless smile, lifting your head just enough so you could properly look at Ap. "But that's just it, maybe if I had been given the option, I would have been fine with this. I might have even come to the Changelings all on my own... but that's just the thing. I wasn't given an option. I was taken from my bed in the middle of the night, to a place, I didn't know. Taken from the only things that I had even the slightest understanding in an already crazy world. What little comfort I had wasn't there anymore and I was given no means to head back."

Ap's eyes softened, the lightest you'd ever truly seen them with you. "You're... you're not just talking about being taken from Canterlot, are you?" she asked, her hoof moving over to graze over your hand, your fingers relaxing at her touch.

"My life before now, before Equestria... it sucked, you know? Like, I didn't live the worst life. There are people out there who had it far worse than I did. I had a job, a home, a small collection of assholes I called friends and family. They weren't much, but they were mine, you know?" you asked, pushing yourself up into a seated position. "You talk about how important it is for you to be an individual inside your own hive, I found it important to have this handful of things that I could say was mine because I had worked to earn them and care for them... and they're gone."

Apocrita's mouth opened a few times, trying to say something, but the words not coming. Pressing down harder on your hand, almost pinning it to the mattress, she said "Can't you do the same thing here? Find your own home and purpose and po-... people."

"Can I? Can I really?" you asked, your tone growing harsher, a burning sensation building at the back of your throat. "Because I was here all of a week when your hive snatched me out of Canterlot. Sure, I've been given things, but they've just been given to me. You give a child candy and toys to keep them complacent. I want to choose again. I want to get out there and find some place that belongs to me because I chose to make it mine. Even if I had returned to Canterlot, I was going to want to leave, because they'd be doing the same thing to me. Keeping me cooped up in a castle for my own safety as they tried to find a way home for me. They want me to be a dog, but I'm a wolf!"

Apocrita actually snickered at that, the sound sort of choked, but she gave you an awkward smile. "Wow, even when you're talking with the most serious, heavy voice I'd ever heard from you... then you fuck it up by stroking your own ego, Mr. Wolf," she laughed, lifting her free leg up to wipe some tears that had formed in the corner of her eye away.

You laughed back, shaking your head as you did so. "Well you're certainly not doing it for me... also, pocketing that. New dick name, Big Bad Wolf," you joked, taking your hand out from under Ap's hoof, earning a slight frown from her, until you brought your hand to her head, scratching at her ear.

"Another name nopony but you would really understand," Ap pointed out, leaning into your palm.

"It's from a story called Red Riding Hood. Nothing huge, just a fairy tale, but I know a number of them. Maybe I'll share a lot of them with you one day," you considered, taking your hand off of Ap's head. Reaching out, you tucked both hands under her forelegs, then hoisted her up. You expected she'd fight to some degree, protest you lifting her like this or flail her limbs, but she just let you pull her onto the bed, setting her on your lap so that her back was against your chest.

Apocrita leaned back against you, her legs moving like she wasn't sure what she should do or where she should touch, if she should be touching at all. "Anon... I... I understand. About all of it. You were right, I want to be an individual, because I want to make my own choices in life. I love my hive and am proud in the fact that I guard it as an elite, but... I want to be more," Ap declared, letting her back legs splay out over top of yours as she got comfortable. You imagined you were more comfortable than your shitty mattress.

"Really? What do you want to be?" you asked, looking over her shoulder to try and get a glimpse of her violet eyes.

"... promise not to laugh?"

"I promise that I will laugh like a demented serial killing clown," you retorted, earning a jab in your leg from her hooves, which only got a laugh out of you.

"... I want to be an author," she answered, turning her head away from you.

"That's it? I thought it was going to be something more hilarious, like a rodeo clown or porn star... wait, do you guys have porn? Shit, I'm going to contaminate this world with my filth," you considered, falling backwards to lay down, pulling Apocrita with you. "But that makes sense. You like books, stories, and so on. I wouldn't be surprised if you wanted to make some of your own."

"I do, I really do... but Changelings don't have novels of our own. The only books we write are factual, things we'll use for infiltration, scheming, etc. The novels in the library are stuff we stole from the ponies. I'd... I'd really like to be the first Changeling novelist in all of Equestria and beyond, but I don't think that day will ever come unless Changelings ruled the world and had nothing left to conquer," Ap explained, tensing at the thought of her very own words, seemingly disgusted by it even.

"Sounds like you're talking some very heretical bullshit," you commented.

"I am. I can't deny it. The Changeling I want to be is a Changeling that her hive doesn't want or need, and that in itself is heresy," she admitted, hiding her face in her forelegs, ashamed with who she was.

Placing your hand on her stomach, you rubbed her belly, gently stroking. It was funny, how most of her body was covered in an exoskeleton, but areas like this were soft, with a thin layer of fur that felt warm and fuzzy against your palm and fingers. "So do it. Fuck what everybody else thinks. You do what you want to do, it's the only way you're going to end up feeling good about yourself. Do what you need to for you. It's one of the only things capable of keeping me from going insane, maybe it'll work for you too," you instructed her, your hand drifting further down than just her belly.

Ap's breath hitched for a moment, body tensing as she felt your fingers brush over her sex, her lips and clit starting to engorge at your touch. "Anon, Chrysalis won't like this," she whispered, not fighting you off despite her protest.

"Chrysalis doesn't get to choose this. I do... and you do. We make this choice together," you replied, keeping your hand on her nethers, feeling the heat that emanated from her body, but not moving any further. You were an asshole, a colossal one at that, but you weren't going to force Ap to do anything she didn't want to do.

Ap remained silent for a long moment, only the sound of her breathing filling the void. When you began to take your hand away from her, you found her hoof stopping you. "I didn't say no. Hive, I thought you of all people would be speeding this along consideri- Is that your dick?" she had started chastising you, only to stop once she felt your burgeoning erection beneath the sheets.

Rolling her around, now having her stomach-to-stomach with you, her moistening slit now pressed against your growing shaft, you said "Sue me for trying to be more than just being Anon, God of Sex... although I have to admit, I am warming to the idea of being a god."

"Yet you're saying you'll be more than a god? How egotisti-" Ap began to retort, only for you to cut her off, bringing a hand to the back of her head to pull her forward, bringing your lips together. Despite the round of sex you had with Chrysalis, you'd never kissed her, just good ol' raw dog sex, so it was a bit weird when you kissed Ap, her lips not the sort you'd ever kissed before. You could feel the barest of exoskeleton over the soft, smooth of the lips itself, helping to frame her mouth.

Apocrita gave a muffled gasp, not prepared for it, but it just let you slip your tongue inside, finding that her mouth apparently narrower than your own, only long enough from the nominally equine elongation of her head. You pretty much dominated her mouth, pressing her tongue down flat, although you realized how little you could do, especially with those fangs pressing in.

The moment you pulled back to find a better way of this, you were surprised to find Ap suddenly pushing against you, her tongue now snaking its way into your mouth. You figured that all Changelings must have had these crazy long tongues, because while hers was very thin, it coiled around your own in an embrace that reminded you of how Chrysalis had ensnared your cock. Part of you felt shitty for thinking of Chrysalis while you were with Ap, but the fact that your very own dick practically jumping at the thought of that blowjob made Apocrita yelp into your mouth, you didn't feel totally bad.

Pulling away from you, Apocrita panted, her eyes... not glazed over, it was hard to say since she had bug eyes, but they almost seemed foggy. "That was... I don't think it's ever tasted that good before," she stated, her voice shaky, like she had just run a mile in five minutes... which she probably could, but was difficult for you.

"Feeding on me? I thought I was more than just a meal to you," you said, giving your best hurt voice.

She frowned and lightly smacked you in the chest with a hoof. "You are, now shut up and lets continue before I realize how incredibly stupid I am for doing this with you," she ordered, lifting herself up enough that you'd be able to remove the sheets.

"Aye captain. Just remember this when you try and say it was a stupid mistake later," you inform her, kicking your legs a bit to help push the sheets down. You'd been so depressed with things, you'd only chosen to wearing some green pajama bottoms with little Changeling larvae on them. You found them disgusting, but everyone else seemed to coo over it.

Once the sheets were past your groin, you slipped your thumbs under the waist of your pants to push them down, although you had to lift your hips to get the part beneath you moving, pressing your erection up against her underside, the fabric getting wet as it was held against her moistening lips, the fabric sliding over Ap's clit slowly, making her shiver. When the bottoms were far enough down to free your cock, you could feel her juices dripping onto your shaft.

Ap looked under herself, then back at you, still clearly aroused, but also oddly confused. "That's what it looks like? It's so... weird. Like a meaty mushroom or something," she stated.

You responded with a little smack on her flank, something that made her jump, but also noticeably leak more onto you. "Here I am trying not to comment on how weird you look, so try not to insult Vesuvius until after he blows," you instruct, letting your fingers curl around her ass, gripping it firmly as you pushed down, lowering her until your mushroom head met her slit.

She glared at you, snorting because of the spank, but she also seemed expectant. "Well? Just going to stop there?"

"No, I just want to see you squirm a bit. Know that you really wa-" you started to say, trying to get Apocrita stirred up.

However, you found yourself on the other side of the teasing when she suddenly dropped down, using her body weight to slide herself down your dick, her folds rippling ecstatically around your girth as she felt your bulbous head hit the deepest reaches of her pussy. You quickly realized that, just as Chrysalis was a larger creature capable of meeting your eyes and dick, Apocrita was pretty much half your size, with a narrower, shallower honeypot than her queen. She was tighter, feeling like she was trying to strangle your dick, but also unable to fit the whole thing inside.

"H-Hive, that's... th-that's different feeling," Apocrita hissed out, wincing at what probably felt like a mistake at this point. But you were going to be her mistake.

"And you feel... unique," you whispered, getting a happy little shiver out of Ap for that. Settling your hands down on her flank, you slowly lifted her up, the slight squelch of flesh being pulled from wet flesh following a you pulled out slowly, the crown of your head tugging on every little groove in her narrow canal. Unlike with Chrysalis, you didn't make it a point of ramming it back in like virgin trying to get off for the first time. No, just as you were about to pull free, you began to push her back down, savoring the heat she gave off.

"L-Lets change positions, this isn't really h-how ponies do it," Apocrita suggested, her legs shaking as you lifted her up and down, clearly not used to having to move her body like this while standing. Man, these guys really did make you look like the most imaginative lover in the world, which you were totally fine with playing off of.

Gripping her ass a little firmer, you quickly rolled over, practically draping yourself over Ap. With your weight bearing down, your dick pressed harder against her folds as the slow grind became rather quick. You weren't planning on it, but the motion had apparently hit a pleasurable nerve in her, because she squealed out, her forelegs wrapping around your body to squeeze you as she climaxed. Spasms of tightening vaginal muscles clenching down on your cervix servicer came in waves, feeling it it was rolling from the tip to the base as best it could, so tight that you certainly couldn't pull out if you had wanted to.

When you felt the last ripple of pleasure, you began to pull out, only to find Ap pressing down on your back with her hooves, which was not the most comfortable thing. "Who... who said you could stop?" Ap panted out, glaring at you for even daring to pull out.

"... you serious? You already got off. I keep going till I do, then you're going to be a slobbering mess when I'm done," you warned her, although you could feel your manhood throb inside of her at the thought. Damn you and your kindness for giving her the out.

"Try. Me," Ap shot back, now lifting up her rear legs so she could dig her hooves into your ass. Your soft, beautiful ass. The sharpness of it drove you forward to get away from them, pressing her against the bed, hammering your helmet against her womb. "NGH! Bad idea, bad idea... or maybe good idea," she cried out, shuddering as the way her folds gave you an extra vice-like grip told you she wasn't against it.

"Fine, but remember you asked for this," you stated, getting Ap to release her leg hold on you. The moment she did, you pulled back, feeling like you were going to turn her inside out with how quickly your head pulled at her lips, the comparatively cool air reminding you why you enjoyed it inside of her, and then dropped down, putting the full weight of your body into it so that your cock could kiss her womb once more. You didn't give her the slow satisfaction you had before, immediately drawing back to penetrate her all over again, your balls bouncing off her lightly fuzzed ass.

"I chose it," Ap corrected you, her wings flicking out at her sides, forcing her hips up to meet yours the best she could, working on a rhythm separate from your own, making it the experience different with every thrust. You'd plunge forward while she was pulling away, denying you the full comfort of her body, while you'd end up pulling away as she was bucking up against you, preventing you from getting more friction going, but also keeping you in the scalding heat of her passion. Even better was the moments where you'd drive your cock deep into her as she met your hips with her own, allowing for a womb battering collision that made stars explode in the back of your eyes.

It was during the unfortunate circumstance of you pulling back when she was dropping that led to your dick pulling free from her completely, a wet pop signalling the disconnection... and apparently another orgasm for her, as you felt her juices erupt onto your shaft and balls, even soaking your thighs a good deal. Your head ended up laying atop her clit, the little button winking rapidly as she squirted. You were damned if she wasn't like a waterfall with how much she was gushing.

"Two for me," you teased her, grabbing your shaft to realign yourself, seeking to regain entry once she quit seizing up. She recovered a lot faster than you expected, clearly still spasming with pleasure but in control of herself enough that she was able to ram both of her forelegs into your chest with enough force to send you on your back.

The moment you connected with the mattress, again cursing it for being so uncomfortable, you tried to push yourself back up, looking at Ap in confusion, only to find the Changeling, slinking over to you, her wing tips fluttering against your legs as she traveled between them. Her stance like some sort of predatory cat, ready to pounce, and her gaze seemed to be focused on both you and your dick.

She didn't slow down as her nose pressed against your juicy grapes of wrath, her tongue flicking out to taste herself on them, but she didn't stop to savor it. Continuing forward, she pushed her face down against your shaft, letting her tongue roll over it as well as she pinned it to your stomach, coiling and slurping the fluids covering it, until she was so far up that she couldn't reach even the head anymore, but the warm, fuzzy sensation of her belly fur made you shiver in a whole new way. When you felt her engorged nether lips pressing against your rod, as if it was giving a perverse kiss, you found her face hovering over yours, out of range for you to give her your own kiss, despite the fact she was pressed hard against your torso. Curse your size difference.

"I'm not d-done, until you're done," she stuttered, clearly determined to get this done, pulling forward so that she she could kiss you. The taste was different than the first, her juices clearly mixed in, and it wasn't bad. It almost reminded you of passion fruit. Pulling out of the kiss, she pressed back, letting the very tip of your cock part her lips. "But do try to hurry up," she ordered, sinking back slowly so that you'd inch in as she wiggled her body against yours to make it happen. You were going to ask how she planned on keeping up and taking the lead by being on top of you, when you discovered what she had in store.

Without the repetitive pistoning motions of your hips driving you into her, she stuffed as much of you as she could inside. Then, with a slow, sensual motion you really didn't expect from any Changleings, let alone Ap, she began to gyrate her hips, not allowing you the friction you were used to. Rather, it was like she was massaging your manhood. While your girth had her walls spread, the way she applied pressure in one specific direction, letting you get intimate with each nook and cranny of her folds, while also letting her get a good feel for every one of your pulsating veins. And if that wasn't enough, she made it a point to grip you, squeezing down softly, relaxing, then squeezing harder. Sometimes releasing as quickly as she contracted her muscles, and sometimes holding it, straining herself so you could feel your length being smothered like she was trying to suffocate it. Suffocating like that is how you'd want to go.

What made the whole thing better was, with her pressed against you, her chest against your torso, you could feel the beating of her heart. The pounding as the tiny thing worked overtime to power Apocrita through the strenuous activity, which showed as her panting sent puffs of hot air into your face. Why was that oddly arousing to you? Man, your list of weird fetishes seemed to be growing every day. Whatever it was, it got your blood pumping in a whole new way... and seeing as that blood was pumping to your dick, you had to act.

Grasping her by the flank once more, mirroring the start of your passionate sex, you began to bounce her in your lap. Unlike the start though, you weren't doing this in the slow, sensual manner, but in a far more aggressive, repeated spearing of her love canal. She didn't stop trying to gyrate her hips, causing your head to drag and scrape against her folds, practically gouging the cramped confines of her pussy. Every time she came down, you could feel the rippling of fat and muscle beneath your fingers, reflecting the consistent clenching of her walls, each coming faster than the last, letting you know she wasn't far off.

You weren't able to hold off for much longer either, oddly taken with how eager she was for this, but even more so for you. And while you already gave her two orgasms to nothing, you didn't want her to get it up on you until you'd at least pulled a hat trick, so... you cheated. Letting one hand remain to guide her ass, the other moved cross her hip, sliding between her legs to show Ap what you had shown Chrysalis about the wonder of human hands, pressing your fingers against her winking clit, the touch simple, but receiving an immediate reaction.

Ap came once more, exploding into what had to have been her most powerful orgasm yet. Her wings buzzed with excitement as her walls bore down on your manhood, hammering it from all sides. The way she clutched you, you were afraid you'd find bruises all over your man meat when she was through with you. Given you didn't really mind, because the convulsions of love canal pushed you over the edge.

Brewing from the moment you two had started, your cum couldn't erupt out of your cock fast enough. With your head pressed against her womb, straining against it, the on rush of seed poured directly into her womb. Your hips continued to jerk minutely, driven by the urge to force your entire length inside of her, causing the thick load to slosh around inside of Ap, spreading the hot spunk.

When you were at last finished painting her insides white with your spunk, you collapsed back onto the bed, all the tension in your body gone, while Ap in turn collapsed onto you. The two of you were a mess, slick with sweat, as well as other fluids, with barely the energy to do anything more than pant excessively to catch your respective breaths.

Between breaths, Apocrita cursed out "Hive-ha-dammit."

You tried to lift your head, but couldn't will yourself to do it. "Why's that?" you grunted out, groping weakly for the sheets, trying to pull them over the two of you. Neither of you wanted to bother with any real clean up, or even pulling your dick out of her.

"That was... great. Last thing I need to do is feed into your ego," she grumbled, nuzzling her face into your chest.

Laughing, practically bouncing Ap's head with the rise and fall of your chest, you replied "You did enough for my ego tonight."

Snorting, Ap closed her eyes, her forelegs wrapping around you as she turned her head, making it a point to listen to your heart beat. "Maybe... but now I'm not sure if I can handle your harassment any longer. Not sure if I'd say no," she nearly yawned out.

Accepting it as it was, you yawned, shutting your eyes and wrapping your arms around Ap beneath the sheet. "We'll see. Night Ap. Love you," you muttered, feeling yourself drifting off as it was.

"Love you too," she mumbled back.

Author's Note

Anyone asking why Apocrita's switching back and forth at times about including the Queen, it's a subconscious neglect for her. Also being released a lot later in the day for me (and I emphasize me because I've been made aware I've got readers in other countries whose timezones vary. Sorry for the broken daily streak in your cases, but yay, I've gone global), but I think the content of this chapter explains why.

Letters From Home

You held your head in your hands, trying to control your breathing. This was fucked up. It was seriously fucked up. How could this happen? After all the time and effort you put in, it was all just going to fall apart in front of your eyes? You just wanted to punch something, to feel something crumple under the impact of your fist, even if it was your own knuckles.

"Just... why? Why are you doing this to me? Can you at least tell me that?" you asked, looking up with some hope that the answer wouldn't piss you off.

"I'm sorry Anon, I've tried, I really have, but you're just... not good enough for me. I tried hard to make this relationship work, but you just aren't putting the effort into it that I am. I need a man who can work with me," your girlfriend, or rather ex-girlfriend, said. You weren't sure if it was the fury you were feeling or some tears welling up in your eyes, but you couldn't even see her properly, her form little more than a fuzzy silhouette.

You ran an arm over your eyes, trying to wipe away the tears, and shot back "You want me to be something I'm not! I told you when we first started going out what I'm all about and you said that was fine, but over the last month you've done nothing but tell me to stop my hobbies, stop seeing my friends, and get a new job!"

"I'm trying to make you a better person! If you can't see that, then you're blind to what love is about. You need to sacrifice for your loved ones, and you've already proven you don't love me like I have you," she countered, the pretentiousness in her voice making you sick.

"Sacrifice? What about love being about caring for someone, faults and all!? And you're the last one to talk to me about sacrifice, you haven't done shit! I've asked nothing of you... except maybe a blowjob, but you didn't give me that either!" you shouted, knowing your neighbors were going to be pissed with you later. Fuck them, they didn't do shit for you anyways.

Your ex gasped, somehow taking offense despite it being the damned truth. "I've sacrificed my time and chances with a man who would give me what I wanted! You know what? Forget this! Enjoy being miserable Anon, because the way you are now, nobody is every going to want to be with you," she said with such hate, you practically felt it slap you in the face.

You followed her to the door, but didn't bother trying to stop her. You only wanted the satisfaction of slamming the door behind her, but even that wasn't enough, so you balled your hand into a fist and punched the wood. A stupid move, as you instantly recoiled, cursing as you hoped you didn't break anything.

"FUCKING BITCH!" you shouted, kicking the door next with your heel as you turned around, storming off into your apartment. You tried to control your rage, but it just wouldn't go as the thoughts of everything. After everything you did to try and make her happy, what you still ended up sacrificing to try and keep her around. You knew it was an unhealthy relationship weeks ago, but you didn't want to see the truth.

Your cellphone began to ring on the table, but you simply ended up grabbing it and tossing it into the kitchen, shattering against the fridge. Whatever, it was probably just another call from your mom demanding that you come to your step-father's funeral or prove yourself a terrible human being. You didn't want to mourn that asshole's death anyways, so it was better you just stayed away. Besides, you had to find out how to get what few friends you had before back after alienating them.

"Anon?" a familiar feminine voice called out, you grit your teeth. Seriously? Was she going to come back in here after that shit show and berate you some more?

"What the fuck do you want now? Haven't you ruined my life enough as it is!?" you shouted, turning on your heel to start a rant in her face.

Except, it wasn't your ex.

Standing at the open door to your apartment was a couple of... ponies? No, no, that wasn't right. They had wings and horns and... tiaras? They looked so familiar to you though that you-

"It's... it's just a dream, isn't it?" you asked, the sudden memory of just who Luna and Celestia were finally hitting you.

"More like a memory. We've seen many ponies relive their past in their dreams," Luna stated, taking a tentative step into the room, her eyes flicking about to take in the disorderly state of your living arrangements. Even Celestia, who usually charged to embrace you, seemed reluctant to approach you, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I... yeah, I guess it is," you sighed, turning your back on them so you could return to the couch and let the tension ooze out. Instead, you got not one, but two princesses pressing against your sides, their wings wrapping around you in a hug that helped pull the other closer against you as well.

"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry you had to live through such a thing! I can't believe anypony, er, anybody would ever treat you so poorly!" Celestia cried out, giving you a barrage of motherly kisses to your cheek.

"Indeed, we thought we were going to walk in on another sex dream, but never had we thought you would suffer through such a terrible memory," Luna chimed in, her voice far less motherly, but still quite sincere in her concern for you.

"Thanks, but it's fine. It already happened, so there's no need for me to mope over it all over again. Reliving it was bad enough," you stated, emotionally drained enough that you couldn't help but offer a weak hug in return for their kind efforts, but really just wanting to move on.

As she stepped back, leaving Celestia to cling to you in an overprotective manner, Luna replied "We doubt that. Memories have a habit of manifesting in your dreams when something you've experienced draws them back up."

Remembering something, Celestia reluctantly released you from her hug to look you in the face. "Does this have anything to do with what Strong Words told us? Because if you're seriously planning on marrying Chrysalis, then I'm highly disappointed in you young man," she asked, giving you a stern, but concerned look.

"No, I'm not going to get married to Chrysalis. Pretty sure she was saying that to egg Strong Words on, not that he needed it. Colossal douchebag," you muttered, trying to keep the cursing to a minimum in front of Celestia. You really did feel bad when she felt offended by what you said or did, accursed mom/MILF powers.

Giving a sigh of relief, Celestia took a step back, wiping her brow with her wing. "Oh good. So you having relations with her was also a lie then," she stated thankfully.

"Oh no, I fucked her alright," you corrected, earning a shocked look from both princesses. "Like, nine times in a row or something. Still trying to figure the blowjob into the math there. Besides, she just kept cumming over and over, it's hard to tell how many times. She's a total freak in the bed... although we did it all in the throne room," you explained. Man, you were really wishing this was supposed to be a wet dream.

"You... you've had sex with her?" Celestia repeated, clearly hurt at the idea.

"Well I had to... I mean, I didn't have to, but I used my command to make her have sex with me any time I wanted. Didn't Strong Words relay that part?" you asked.

"We thought he was over exaggerating, but clearly we were wrong," Luna stated, one of her eyes twitching a bit at the thought of you and the queen of the Changelings getting it on.

"Yeah, not gonna lie, I kinda fucked up in a couple of spots. Chrysalis totally used my own plans against me, and I'm certain she's not even aware of what I've got planned," you admitted, rubbing your arm awkwardly.

Wrapping her wing around you, Luna led you over to your couch to sit down. Once you were settled onto the couch, Luna joined you, with Celestia quickly following up on your other side. "Anon, perhaps it is time you fill us in on this plan. You left us last time without any warning about this plan of yours for the command, now we're learning you used it to have... relations with Chrysalis whenever you so wish," Luna inquired, trying to get some insight to your current mindset.

"It's simple really. I'm going to fuck Chrysalis into submission," you stated, the obviousness of the plan so apparent in your mind, it seemed ridiculous.

"You... that doesn't seem like it's worked out. You already said you went a persistent number of times, p-... pleasing her an even larger number of times," Celestia pointed out, struggling to imagine it. It didn't seem to be the fact it was you, or simply Chrysalis, but specifically the both of you, to the point she was almost sick.

"Yeah, she's a tough one, I'll give her that. I really thought I had her when we did upside-down anal. You know, blood rushing to your head while I was-" you started to say, only to get cut off by Celestia's wing over your mouth.

"Please, we... we don't need that visual," Celestia pleaded, looking very upset to get even more details about it.

Setting a hoof on your leg to get your attention, Luna said "Perhaps you need a new plan. Whatever it is, we cannot possibly imagine how it'll end up in your favor. Besides, as things stand, we... we can't reopen negotiations with the Changelings."

"Yeah, about that, did Strong Words mention how he alone chose to close the negotiations completely?" you asked, feeling a flare up of anger at the thought.

"Not initially, but we got him to talk eventually," Celestia answered, something about the way she said it indicated she was pleased with herself.

"He's been punished accordingly, but the rest of the nobles agree with him. Even with our words, most of them believe you're a Changeling sympathizer. Some even believe you were some sort of plant from the beginning, to open the avenues of discussion for the Changelings to take ponies and create a breeding farm," Luna sighed, tired of the political squabbles.

"That's ridiculous. If I really was a plant, wouldn't I be acting more like the helpless damsel-in-distress instead of openly admitting that my time with the Changelings hasn't been hell on Earth?... or Equestria? What the hell is the name of your planet anyways?" you asked, only now realizing that. Maybe this was a parallel Earth, but it seemed totally out of whack. Not just the talking ponies and no humans thing, but even the geography was off. That's right, you saw the maps, you weren't stupid.

"That is... a point no pony has bothered to make yet. We should bring that up during the next council meeting, if only to get the noble and common ponies back on your side," Luna admitted, the thought only now striking her.

"You've got quite the mind for political maneuvering. Perhaps we should assign you as an adviser once you return to Canterlot," Celestia suggested, her smile indicating she'd just like the chance to have you close to her again to baby as she sees fits.

"Well, politicians are a cutthroat, devious, cunning, no good group of liars, so... yeah, I probably could do that," you acknowledged with a shrug.

Luna looked to you, then to the room around the three of you. "So this... this is where you lived? Before?"

You were a little surprised she'd spring that on you in the middle of it, but looked around and saw it all again. "Yeah, this was my h- apartment," you answered.

"But not your home?" Celestia followed up, catching your slip of the tongue.

"No... no, not really. I've lived a bunch of places, but never felt at home in any of them. Always tried to get some roots in the ground, but some gust of wind always blew me away, like that bitch," you stated, waving your hand at the door. You weren't sure if they saw enough of your dream memory to see your ex walk out. "I was actually in the process of moving somewhere else after her. Wanted a new place to call home, if I could find one at all,"

Luna seemed to fall into a deep thought at that, caressing her own chin with a wing, while Celestia just wrapped you up in another hug. "Oh Anon, whatever could have driven you to think of such a dreadful memory?" she asked, trying to sooth you as her wing caressed your back.

"Just all of it I guess. The negotiations closing, Chrysalis turning things back on me, having sex with Apocrita, my shitty mat-"

"You had relations with who else?" Celestia asked, suddenly pulling away to look you in the eye, her wings framing your face to keep you still. She seemed hurt by the revelation, like you'd just twisted the dagger that was having sex with Chrysalis.

"Apocrita... did Strong Words not mention her? Son of a bitch, I harped on him for not bringing her a souvenir and he ignores her. I'mma kick him in the dick the next time I see him," you swore.

Slapping your cheek with her wing lightly, Celestia commanded "Anon, focus. Who is Apocrita?"

Shrugging off her wings, you answered "She's my personal guard. Chrysalis assigned her to keep me safe while I'm in the hive, although I guess that doesn't really matter anymore since I'm basically second only to the queen herself in love. But she's nice, I hang out with her. She was pretty adversarial to me at the start, but I got under that exoskeleton and found she had a heart. She wants to be an author actually, such a nerd."

Celestia snorted, releasing you from her wings and turned away. "So you just go mating with her? She your girlfriend or something? Cause I haven't met her, I haven't given my approval for this mare," she announced, the tone of a mother not accepting of the girl her son brought home.

"I'm not really sure what we are. I don't think she'd have let me do that if she didn't feel something, especially since Chrysalis already said she'd pretty much bite the head off of anyone that touched my dick that wasn't her, probably literally. She's got that whole mantis thing going on. Also glad she hasn't laid eggs in my asshole... yet," you admitted, thinking about how terrible it was going to be if and when the news hit Chrysalis. You probably needed to hide things, cover it all with... wait... cover... covers. "Oh shit! My dick's still in Ap right now!" you shouted, leaping up from your seat.

"What!?" Celestia cried, turning to look, seeing nothing obviously.

"No, not here, in the real world! We fell asleep like that! If someone walks in, Chrysalis will eat Ap for breakfast and lay eggs in my urethra for the sake of revenge!" you shouted, quickly turning to Luna, who only now seemed to be registering what was going on. "Luna, you got to wake me up, I need to get moving before someone discovers us!"

Sighing, Luna got up, her horn glowing as she looked at you. "We wanted more time to discuss things, but you must hurry for the sake of your friend," she agreed, her magic causing the scene around you to slowly fade out of existence. Before her and Celestia fully disappeared, she added "We have a plan now, but it's going to be up to you Anon. You need to put things right!"

You jumped up, the memories of your dream still fresh in your memory. Looking down, you expected to see Ap still nestled under the sheets, still laying atop you. Instead, you found the sheets pulled away, your flaccid dick, and a mess you were going to have to clean up, courtesy of yesterday you and Ap. Curse those assholes, you barely got enough water to clean yourself as it was.

"Anon," you heard Ap call to you. "We have a problem."

Turning to Apocrita, you were ready to speak, when the scene before your eyes silenced you.

"We're fucked."

Author's Note

Two chapters with some semi-serious themes going on in them in a row? Where's the comedy at!?... well, it'll be returning soon, but I have to remind you guys this is a story that's not just about dick jokes! It's also about humorous perceptions of MLP characters, like slutty Chrysalis or Momlestia.

Also, HAH! Love how many people admitted to being fooled by last chapter's title. Simply love it.

Growing Pains

"I have to say, I'm absolutely astounded here. Never in all my years as an unlicensed medical practitioner have I ever seen anything like this. I can't even begin to imagine what the two of you did that would trigger something like this," Chitin stated, the most expression on his face as you'd ever seen on him as he stared in absolute wonder.

"Was the unlicensed part of that description really necessary? Makes me think I went to the wrong person about this," you stated, wringing your hands together uncertainly.

Taking his eyes off of Apocrita for a moment, Chitin gave you a minuscule glare. "I'll have you know that unlicensed doctors are the ones that see and handle the most bizarre cases, taking what registered doctors cannot or will not. I'm certain you give me the same simple case patient those aristocratic doctors in Canterlot see every day and I'd be able to fix what ails them for half the trouble. You give them one of my patients, and they'd be lucky to to give them an easy death," he quickly declared, his brow twitching with irritation.

"Where was all this doctor pride when you were looking at me and wondering how I functioned without an exoskeleton?" you asked, finding the socially awkward Changeling a bit more sensitive than you initially thought.

"I blame the hormones in the air. Between Queen Chrysalis, and now Apocrita, there are pheromones being emitted that have effects on Changelings the likes of which we've never seen. That orgy you caused is proof enough of that. You realize how many patients I had to deal with because of dehydration after that? Not that I'm upset. Rather, I'm curious. You should contact me the next time you plan on having sexua-" Chitin began to ramble, the thoughts and considerations for what effect you had on the horse-bugs practically being broadcast on his face.

"Hey dipshits, mind talking about Anon's fucking ego later and helping me out first?" Apocrita hissed, drawing the two of you back to her.

The two of you stared up at Ap, nestled into the corner of your room, right where the walls and ceiling met. She was stuck to it due to a pale, reflective cocoon that seemed to shine with every color of the rainbow when hit with light, which had already covered her legs and torso, leaving only her head unveiled, which showed you just enough of the fact that her exoskeleton was starting to fade from black to grey while the light seemed to be flickering from her violet eyes.

When you had woken up, she was already like this, although she still had more of her torso available. When you returned with Chitin, she was in the process of throwing up some crazy, gay pride flag colored vomit that seemed to morph itself into place, hardening into the cocoon that was covering her body.

"Sorry, this is just... I think you're dying, so this is really fucked up," you admitted. She looked like she was withering away. What if those were her own organs she was throwing up? Was this an STD thing? You were pretty sure you were clean, but maybe you brought something over from your world that you didn't know about... or Chrysalis gave you something. Oh that bitch! If she gave you horse herpes, you were going to be so pissed.

"She's not dying," Chiting corrected, walking over to the wall to climb up it on account of his missing wing. Staring at the cocoon, even giving it a light tap of one of his hooves, Chitin continued "She's simply preparing herself for a metamorphosis."

"Bullshit! I already underwent metamorphosis!" Ap spat, her forked tongue flailing angrily as she did so. You noticed she was cursing a lot more too, maybe a hormonal thing.

"You did, to go from a larva to an adult. This, however, is signs that you're on your way to becoming a queen," Chitin stated, not at all disturbed by her harsh words.

"Wait, she's becoming a queen? I didn't know Changelings could have more than one queen... course, I don't know shit about Changelings," you considered, trying to think how that would work.

Sighing, with a roll of her eyes that seemed strained from her current condition, Ap said "We can't. Physically speaking, yes, it happens, but... we're not a species that can support two rulers like that. Chrysalis might be fine with making you her King, but that's more of an honorary title. Males don't have capacity to rise to the next stage as females do."

"Agreed, it's totally unheard of. Such a thing would raise questions as to how we are supposed to produce mass swarms of new larvae. You'd basically be Queen Chrysalis' decoration," Chitin agreed, flicking his tongue out to apparently taste the cocoon, smacking his lips in approval.

"As for the idea of two queens, it's been... attempted before, but it won't work. One always needs more than they have, more than they can bare to share. It's always led to a rather violent and gore filled duel where one comes out on top, often eating the heart of the loser. It's not necessary to end that way, but it's a symbolic thing," Ap elaborated further, seemingly less impressed about this all than you'd expect.

"But... regardless, you can become a queen. Then you can usurp Chrysalis as ruler of the hive, dueling her either to the death or perhaps through some sort of sex marathon contest, proving you as the new big bug bitch in charge. Then, you would lead the hive into a new age of prosperity, likely by leading a vigorous new series of raids to kidnap from smaller pony settlements until you've taken total control of them, then lure the princesses to a festival that you would ambush them, using superior numbers to hold them down and replace them too, making Canterlot and the rest of Equestria easy pickings soon after. I have to say, you're a nefarious, cold hearted bitch, but I respect your style," you ranted, the depths of your nefarious, sinister nature spilling out in a way that made Chitin and Apocrita exchange glances.

"Anon, remind me to make you my adviser if this succeeds. Hive knows I'll need that terrifying mind of yours," Apocrita requested.

"What do you mean 'if this succeeds'? You'll become a queen for sure, then fight Chrysalis," you asked, ignoring the insulting compliment, or complimentary insult, she had made.

"Metamorphosis is... time consuming. It's not like shapeshifting, where we can alter our bodies with ease and at will. The queen hopeful is infusing themselves in a cocoon of love, permeating it through their entire bodies, nourishing the individual cells with it, to allow for the truest potential of a Changeling to become unrestrained. Furthermore, with her specific peculiarities, I'm not sure what effect this might have on her," Chitin explained, hopping down from the wall so he could look at you as he detailed the process.

"What peculiarities?"

"Her cocoon is different than the history books have stated for past queens. Most produced a pure black and came out perfectly healthy as such. Queen Chrysalis herself is noted as having a unique green, and as expected has been the most powerful queen yet," Chitin pointed out.

"Furthermore, I wouldn't be the first potential queen to rise in her time," Apocrita admitted, looking down to the best of her ability, weary from her current condition and her own thoughts. "In the past, two potential queens had gotten into their cocoons, and even had the foresight to run off and hide somewhere before doing so, but Chrysalis hunted them down and killed them before they ever emerged. A third actually succeeded from emerging, but Chrysalis easily took her down. I was still a larva when that happened, and fact of the matter is, she's only gotten stronger since then."

"Well... fuck. And you're... you're stuck to my ceiling. In my prison room..." you recognized, looking her over.

"Indeed, the guards will discover me, report it to her, and she'll rip me out before I fin-AAAAGAGH!" Apocrita started to agree, only to violently expel more of the reflective rainbow vomit that made up her cocoon, the fluid magically forming itself up around the top of her head instead of covering her face outright. "Goddammit Anon! This fucking hurts! I blame you for all of this!" she cursed, shooting a weary, yet furious glare at you.

"I never thought I'd hear that until someone was giving birth to my kid... although, I did cum inside... oh god, are you pregnant? Can I get Changelings pregnant? I came inside of Chrysalis too!" you shouted, realizing you might be the father of a whole new generation ugly bug monsters.

"Maybe. Changelings can generally get impregnated by any species they can imitate... which is basically anything. Still not certain on you," Chitin stated, giving a shrug as he thought it over. "I wonder what sort of effect that might have on the offspring. I should inquire of Queen Chrysalis if she's going to lay a new brood."

"Assholes, focus on me and my problems first!" Apocrita snarled, the hormones clearly hitting her harder as she glared at you too. "Chrysalis is going to eat me and bathe in my metamorphic fluids when she finds me! Fix this!" she commanded, just before hurling up some more of the cocoon fluid, shrinking the small window of her head you had left.

"There's no fixing this. If we tried to stop the metamorphosis at all, it'll kill you, your body yearning for the concentrated love it would need. The only way to 'fix' things would be to accelerate the process by applying more love to you while in the cocoon, but that's essentially impossible and highly untested... not that I'd be willing to examine such a thing," Chitin informed, giving his chin a thoughtful stroke as he wondered how it could be done.

As if a light went off in your head, you gave a wide grin, giving Ap a thumbs up. "I've got this solved Ap. My dick, which has now earned the title of Queenmaker, got you into this mess, it'll get you out of this," you assured her.

"No, Anon, I don't need anything else from your dick," Ap stated, shaking what little of her head she could.

"No, seriously, I got this. You need more love, so every day you're in there, I'll masturbate and rub my love goo all over your cocoon. It'll totally help out... by the way, what's your verdict on love goo for my cum? Sounds weird to me, but it works as well," you stated, the idea solid in your mind.

"Anon, I swear, if you rub your fucking jizz on my cocoon, I will snap your dick off when I finally emerge," Ap threatened, trying to snarl, but finding it hard to do so in her weary state.

"Just think of it like moisturizer, rubbing it into your exoskeleton for a nice, smooth carapace. It'll be difficult getting it up there, but if I have an exceptionally strong orgasm, I think I can make it. It'll be a labor of love, which should make it all the more effective," you continued, ignoring her warnings of what she'd do to you.

"Don't you da-AAAAGAGAGAH!" she tried to decline once more, only for more of the multicolored vomit to be expelled, her eyes now hidden, leaving only her mouth left.

"I'm glad you agree. And don't worry, we'll keep you hidden. We won't let anyone come in here, I'll get Chitin to transform into you to hide the fact that you're gone, and I'll probably fuck Chrysalis some more so she won't have time to question things," you assured her once more, patting Chitin on the head as you roped him into this.

"I'd decline, but I am curious to see what the effects of this human love induced metamorphosis can do. Although, will she be alright with you having sex with Queen Chrysalis still?" Chitin asked.

"I'm still here, don't talk like I'm gone already," Apocrita grumbled, only her frown visible at this point. "And I have to say... that's not a bad plan. I could also care less if he fucked her, I knew what I was getting into when I fel- let him have sex with me. Hell, I'd known about his command to have sex with her whenever he wants, he's a total asshole like that. But we're love sucking bugs, who are we to judge? I'm still convinced he's his world's version of a Changeling is all."

"Permission to see other women? I think I really do love you," you swooned, lifting a hand to your head like you were light headed. "You know what, your mouth is still available, how about a quick blowjob for the road? Just don't puke over my dick," you suggested, looking to see if there were any proper grooves for you to climb the walls with. It was going to be a difficult attempt, but you'd get your dick in her mouth.

"Be serious for a moment," Apocrita groaned. "My life is in your hands, so... please Anon, don't make me regret this. Don't make me regret this... don't make me regret you, please."

Sighing, you gave her a salute she wouldn't be able to see and said "Ap... I'm a colossal fuck up. I've done nothing but make things worse since I've gotten here, from making the negotiations for my own release impossible to not having had sex with Chrysalis earlier, I'll admit that. However, this one thing, making sure you're safe... I'll put my life on the line for it."

Ap smiled at that and said "Thank you Anon, despite my better judgment, I believe you. I... I lov-AGAAAAAGH!"

Unfortunately, before Apocrita could finish, she expelled more of the cocoon goo, sealing her off from the rest of the room.

"... man, what a mood killer," you grunted, crossing your arms as you stared up at pale cocoon that was fucking up the decor of your room.

"While I may not be a romantic, even I have to agree," Chitin stated before engulfing himself in magic, appearing as a perfect imitation of Ap before she barfed out a cocoon. "Now, lets go deceive the rest of the hive, you... dibspit," Chitin stated, his voice a perfect replica of Ap's, but totally missing the mark at the same time.

"... I miss Ap already," you whined, frowning at your knock-off Apocrita.

"Better get used to it. Even when she emerges, she might not remain the same as she was before. Metamorphosis is more than a physical change, it is a mental and emotional one," Apo-Chitin stated, carrying the same uncaring tone he usually did, but in Ap's familiar voice.

Grunting, you shook your head. "Couldn't have mentioned that before she became a wall ornament?"

"What good would that have done? We can't stop it. We can only hope she'll remember us fondly when she gets out... and wins against Chrysalis. You might be spared, but I'll be disemboweled and fed to the larvae for helping you two if she ends up losing or we get caught," he retorted, rolling his eyes before he wandered up the wall, giving the cocoon another inspection.

"Surprising that researching her metamorphosis is so important to you that you'd risk your life," you pointed out, watching as he crawled down to your bed, taking your sheets and bringing them back over to the cocoon.

"It is a fascinating find for sure, but I suppose it's just the sort of payment I expect for sticking my neck out for my friends," he replied, surprising you with the statement, even as he began to expel a goo to the sheets that would allow him to stick it to the walls and ceiling, covering the cocoon. Noticing your silence, he looked to you curiously. "That is what friends do, right? Risk their lives for one another?" he asked, clearly uncertain in his own assessment.

You chuckled, not expecting the creepy unlicensed doctor bug to see you as his friend, let alone to the point of willingly put his life on the line for you. "Only really good friends... hey, I've got to ask... is it gay if I have sex with you while you're in Ap's body?"

"No, but we're not good enough friends for us to do that," he replied, hopping down again and moving for the door.

"You're willing to risk your life for us, but not fuck me? That's fucked up," you whined, following him, still not sure if you should be as attracted to him as you were right now.

"If we mess up with this, I'll simply be killed and that's the end of it. I mate with you, then I'll be living the rest of my life with that regret," he explained, waiting for you to open the door and finish the conversation.

"Damn man, that's harsh... yeah, I think we are good friends. After all, we're both total assholes."

Author's Note

Honestly didn't plan on going this route with Apocrita, but after some consideration, and the random chaos that is writing new chapters with new ideas every day, I decided a new path for Ap. One with blackjack. And hookers. In fact, forget Ap!

Of course, this new path will also take her away for a few chapters, which I'm sure will be met with some sorrow. So hopefully I'll be able to alleviate that with kinky bug horse sex. Prepare yourself for leg holes being violated!

Also, seriously, I love all the speculation I've been seeing leading up to this about what would happen after Anon and Ap had sex, especially after the cliffhanger last chapter. Almost made me want to delay with another oddly bullshit chapter, if only to drag this out.

Chitin Needs Acting Lessons

"Oh Anon, I'm so happy to see you again!" Chrysalis cried out, practically leaping out of her throne so she could wrap her forelegs around you, hugging you tight so she could nuzzle her face into your neck. You could feel her forked tongue flick out over the soft, vulnerable flesh of your neck, tracing your collarbone. You'd push her away, not out of a dislike of the action, but because you didn't say she could do that, and consent was important dammit! But then you thought about Ap sealed up in her little cocoon, and you decided to let Chrysalis have this, if only to keep her happy at this time.

"It's been like, a day... or two. I dunno, I'm losing track of time. When's the last time we fucked?" you asked, trying to throw out some distracting commentary, although you could tell there was a bit of rambling going on. You were going to fuck this up if you didn't return to your usual, charming self. She was going to see through you! Abort, ABORT!

"Too long my sweet, too long," Chrysalis replied, letting her tongue travel up along your jugular before backing off. The smile on her face disappeared as one of serious concern overtook it. "But in all seriousness, are you alright? You've never confined yourself to your quarters for so long. I wasn't aware the negotiations closing were going to affect you so adversely. Had I known, I would have made it a point of letting you skip out on them, but I thought you had the right to be there. After all, there are no secrets between us," she declared.

"... seriously? No secrets?" you inquired, giving her a look that said you knew she was fucking lying to you right now.

"Well... no secrets now... old secrets will remain until they are no longer viable, but anything from this point on that I plot, you will know of, I give you my word as Queen of the Changelings," she swore, crossing her hoof over her heart. "But let's worry about that later. First, Apocrita, has Anon been eating properly while he's been in his room?" Chrysalis asked, looking to Chitin, who was standing in for Apocrita due to her current condition.

Unfortunately, Chitin didn't really register he was being addressed, simply looking forward somewhat thoughtfully. This motherfucker was already screwing up his role. Growling, you gave him a kick to the leg, which did not go unnoticed by Chrysalis, but she seemed to accept you were just being an asshole to Ap as you usually would.

"Hm? Oh, yes, I've been making sure he has been eating everything you've had prepared for him. I've even taken the liberty of reserving anything he couldn't keep down the first time," Chitin lied, earning you an irritated look from the unnecessary additional detail of feeding you your own vomit. Christ, what was with these bugs and vomit lately? Who else could possibly like vomit so much?

"Making sure he gets all the essential nutrients and vitamins, I love it. You've done well for me, Apocrita... although, are you alright? You're usually not the least bit insubordinate, let alone to deny answering me," she inquired, her eyes starting to narrow.

"I was feeling unwell earlier, but Chitin already gave me some medication, with just the slightest side effect that'll make me space out at moments. I do apologize, my queen, but at least we have the help of such a fine medical practitioner here in the hive," Chitin explained, apparently not above boosting his own image while in Apocrita's form. Cheeky lil' bug, but you respected him for it.

"I'd hardly consider him a 'fine' medical practitioner, but if he helped you out, then he's at least proven some use," Chrysalis replied with minimal care or gratitude for the Changeling quite apparent. You could see Chitin stiffen a bit at the statement, even through his Apocrita transformation, but he didn't dwell on it for too long. At least, Chrysalis didn't give him time, as she said "Regardless, Anon, I just felt terrible knowing that Strong Words'... well, strong words had such an impact on you. I know I had my part in it though, so I figured I would do something nice for you."

"Granting me my freedom and letting me leave the hive?" you asked excitedly. Although... would you? If you did, Ap would be all by herself and probably served up on Chrysalis' plate. You wondered how she'd taste... when she got out of the cocoon, you'd have to eat her out, just to figure it out.

"Sorry, but your fate is tied to the hive at this point," Chrysalis cooed, seemingly not at all disturbed by the fact you still wanted to leave her little prison for you. "No, I realized that there are certain amenities that you are still missing that are keeping you as seeing the hive as the home it is supposed to be for you, so I've taken that into account and already begun making some alterations and additions to the hive that will make you realize this is where you belong," she explained, letting one of her wings caress your arm, a mixture of trying to soothe you and trying to get you hard. Considering you'd had your gross breakfast, it was working.

"Ignoring the thing about my fate for now, I really don't need to fall any further into depression, what's this about renovations or what not? Finally adding that breakfast nook to my cell, because I want to enjoy the morning sun's rays shining down on my morning wood while eating a bowl full of cereal... or gross grubs, whatever," you asked, although part of you regretted it immediately. Don't mention your cell! Even if you're joking, Chrysalis might take it seriously, and you don't need anyone near your room right now!

Rubbing her chin in thought, Chrysalis said "If you really want it, I suppose we could do so." SHIT! "But your room is located further inward, we'd have to find you a new room if you really wanted that," she seemed to regretfully informed you, unknowingly easing your mind.

"That's fine, I can make dofor now," you said, trying to wave it off.

"Be that as it may, I do have good news in that I currently have a new mattress being made just for you," she declared, your eyes going wide while a goofy smile came to your face. A new mattress? A REAL mattress? You could jizz your pants! Probably literally, this diet was making you rub up against your denim jeans in ways that made your cock cry.

"I knew throwing a fit like a child would get me what I wanted," you whispered to yourself, the very idea still reverent in your mind.

"Not really why we're doing it, but if that's how you see it," Chrysalis said, giving a shrug. "I'll have it delivered to your room once it's finished."

"That sounds-" you started, but cut yourself off. Delivered to your room? That means they'd have to see the cocoon in the corner of the ceiling. Even with the cover Chitin had put up to cover it, which was kind of a shitty method of hiding Ap's cocoon anyways, the drones sent in would definitely notice it. You couldn't risk it.

"Actually, why don't we hold off on that? I was thinking about it, and now that I'm willing to stuff you like a Thanksgiving turkey, I should start making myself comfortable in your bed," you suggested, thrusting forward suggestively at Queen Cockgobbler.

She looked surprised at the sudden change in your desires, then narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "I'd hate to look a gift pony in the mouth, but why the sudden change. You've been rather adamant on having your own space, even after filling me with enough seed to fertilize a dozen new broods. What changed your mind?" Chrysalis asked.

Ignoring the commentary that implied you were a potential daddy to a whole generation of disgusting pony larvae, you answered "I realized that it's just not convenient. I mean, I woke up with an erection that could shatter diamonds, but was too tired to go find you. I can wake up and fuck you then and there... or vice versa, I'm not against waking up to a blowjob or something. You have my consent for that now."

You were proud of yourself. You lied and told the truth at the same time with that. Furthermore, now you'd get some kinky morning sex while saving Ap's ass. Everyone wins, Chrysalis included... at least until Ap emerged and dethroned her Game of Thrones style, which could have been violent, sexual, or both. You'd dig it either way.

Apparently, your answer agreed with Chrysalis, because she quickly smiled and tapped her hooves together in excitement. "How lovely! Now I can enjoy a creamy load before I fall asleep, a midnight snack, and even have breakfast in bed!" Chrysalis declared, licking her lips at the thought.

"Getting a lot more protein and vitamin D in your diet then," you joked, which seemed to go over Chrysalis' head.

"Here I was, trying to cheer you up, but then you go about spoiling me," Chrysalis purred, walking around you, her body pressing up close, her thin, yet oddly curvy body rubbing against your figure. She maneuvered her long, elegant neck so she could nuzzle your own neck again, sniffing at it... then froze. "Anon, you smell... different."

"Different? Different how?" you asked, trying not to sweat. The last thing you needed was to appear guilty of something when she wasn't even suspecting you in the first place.

"There are... pheromones," she hissed, her pupils narrowing to slits as she turned to face Chitin, who was looking with a complete lack of interest. Chitin only took notice when Chrysalis finally engulfed him in her magic, slamming him up against a wall, flying over to him with her fangs bared. To his credit, Chitin only blinked in surprise as Chrysalis sniffed and snarled at him... then relented. "Hm... not yours, but then... whose?" she asked, looking back to you curiously.

"I passed by some of my fan club when I was on my way over here and ended up brushing past a few of them. Could that be why?" you asked, trying to appear dumb.

Chrysalis narrowed her eyes, looking between the two of you, then relented. "Well, try not to let them get so close to you next time. Apparently one of them was aroused enough to leave such noticeable pheromones on you, I wouldn't be surprised if they couldn't resist your intoxicating musk and tried to jump you," she relented, easing off of Chitin. Looking at the medic disguised as your guard, she said "I do... apologize for suspecting you. I should have known my loyal elite would never betray me by trying to mate MY Anon." You wanted to deny the fact you belonged to her, but considering Ap had gone ahead and made the bug with two backs with you, you didn't feel it was right of you to nitpick at Chrysalis' deranged thoughts.

Thankfully, Chitin just shrugged and replied "Trust me my queen, breeding with Anon is the last thing on my mind."

"I'd say your taste is lacking then, but it's just that sort of perspective and taste of yours that leaves me capable of trusting you as his guard," Chrysalis stated, reaching out and patting a hoof on Chitin's head. Turning back to you, she grinned and trotted over. "That said, I'll be sure to have some things moved to my room for your convenience, but that wasn't the only thing I had planned to cheer you up, my dear."

"More than a mattress? What else could I possibly need?" you asked, stopping yourself from saying "Besides freedom."

"Well, I know you've mentioned some of the things you missed from your world that even those ponies over in Canterlot couldn't provide you with," Chrysalis inferred, making you look at her with gleeful surprise.

"You got me video games?"

"No, we don't have those," she declined.

"TV?"

"We don't have electricity to power those in here," she once more shot down.

"Internet?"

"Same as the last one, dear," she said through a waning smile.

"Two Girls, One Cup?"

"I... I don't know what that is," she admitted, frowning slightly.

"And for your sake, I hope you never do," you acknowledged with a dismissive shrug.

"I... I'm just going to say it. We've started producing alcohol," Chrysalis stated. You almost fell down upon hearing that... oh, wait, no, you did fall down, earning a concerned look from the bug queen.

"A-Alcohol? Good, mind numbing, vomit inducing alcohol?" you asked. Dammit, now you were obsessed about vomit.

"Not certain about that, we haven't gotten that far in testing it as you so desired, but we are quite the experts when it comes to fermenting things. As you described your beer, rum, whiskey, and so on, we've begun fermenting things since the time you started coming here. With a bit of magic, I've accelerated the process so that we have some viable options. I've got a few samples that I think you might be interested in," she explained, her smile growing as she saw your mounting excitement. Or was it your bulging excitement? You should feel more offended that she looked at you like a hunk of sexy salami, but you can't say you really hated it.

"Well what are we waiting on, lay it on me!" you commanded, jumping back to your feet so you could prepare yourself to fall over again in a drunken stupor if you drank the right thing.

"I wasn't planning for it yet, but... very well," Chrysalis relented, stomping a hoof in command. "Bring forth Brew #1, the Swamp Spunk!" she declared.

As you waited for the concoction to be brought forth, you looked to Chrysalis and said "I'm not sure if I like that name or not. Sounds bad on two levels, but that's usually what makes for a good drink."

Chuckling as one of the servants came forth with a small bottle, Chrysalis took the offered bottle with her magic. "Yes, well, I'm hoping you'll enjoy this. We fermented some of the swamp fruits we've found, mixed in a little royal jelly, and then sped process along with some of my magic. Do tell me what you think of it," she stated, levitating the bottle over to you.

Taking it, you held it up and looked it over. You'd never seen a truly green liquor before, so seeing this was... concerning... but you'd been without alcohol for too long now. Shrugging, you lifted the bottle to your lips and knocked the drink back, draining it of its contents as quickly as you could. To your surprise, it was oddly sweet, with just the sort of bitterness that indicated it was indeed alcoholic. That, and the burning rush that chased the liquid down your throat.

"Well, what do you think?" Chrysalis asked, seeking your approval on the concoction. She smiled as you gave a thumbs up, indicating how you thought of it... and then bent over, expelling more from your stomach than you had in it. You were fucking sure of that.

"Anon!" Chrysalis cried out, using her magic to pull you over to her, although she aimed you away to avoid the stream of puke. "Guards, you will fetch Chitin for me and meet me in Anon's room, he needs rest and-"

"NO!" you shouted, quickly straightening up, surprising Chrysalis and all the others. You couldn't let them bring you back to your room, they'd discover Ap of course. And if they tried to find Chitin now, there'd be risk of him being disguised as Ap coming to the surface. Trying not to fall over, you said "I just-ugh... I just haven't had anything in a while. That's-that's some good shit there, that's all, so it knocked me on my ash- ASS!"

Chrysalis looked at you with some concern, then nodded her head slowly. "If you say so... perhaps we'll hold off on any further drinking though," she suggested.

"Are you kidding, get me some m-ORGH-ore of that shit," you replied, trying to keep your shit down.

"Well... if that is what you wish. Bring me Brew #2, the Dragon's Anus!" Chrysalis commanded. Goddammit, the things you were putting yourself through for Ap. That bitch owed you the best blowjob when this was over.

Author's Note

Pretty sure anonpencil hasn't read my series yet, but I've read a lot of their stories. The commentary on the vomit thing relates to... you know what, if you don't know how much vomit shows up in an anonpencil story, then this was a pointless endeavor.

... but I'll probably tone down the vomit after this one.

The Sexiest Distraction Around

You collapsed onto your bed, groaning as you did so. Not out of the fatigue that the day had instilled upon you, but out of the pain that the shitty mattress caused. You wished that you could have let Chrysalis replace your current mattress with a new one, but it wasn't going to be worth it.

Rolling onto your back, you looked up at the sheets that hid Ap's cocoon. You could still see the outline of the mass of bug puke through the sheets, reminding you it wasn't the best method of hiding things. Regardless, you couldn't help but smile at it. "Hey Ap, how's your day been? Warm and cozy up there?" you asked, knowing full well that speaking to her like this was little better than talking to yourself. "What? You've been masturbating at the thought of me? You dirty girl. I'm going to have to clean those sheets when you're done with them. Such a nasty bitch," you taunted her. Yeah, you were definitely losing it, but you had a good reason.

After the day you had, how were you supposed to talk to the cocoon of the girl you had fucked into going through second puberty... huh, made your day sound better by comparison. Still, your day had been eventful in all the worst ways... or best ways. Things you found fun weren't quite as fun when you had to do them outside of your own desires.

"Oh, how was my day? Could have been worse, that's for sure. I had sex a lot, all for you! I hope you appreciate all the things Captain Stabbin', new dick name by the way, and I have been through to make sure you stay safe. For example, in the dining room during breakfast..."

You weren't sure if you were happy or upset over the fact you were able to stomach the grub and royal jelly fairly well by now. The only time you gagged anymore was when one of the grubs got especially lively about its last moments once you popped it in your mouth. You found it especially easy if you drank a lot of water to wash each bite down. Even worse, in the fact you were starting to enjoy eating this crap, was the fact that you were probably losing some of that excess body fat you'd been carrying for some time. Protein and water would do that for you.

"So I was thinking that once I take over the Crystal Empire, I'll make their palace into a sex club of some sort. Lock Princess Cadance in a cage that'll overlook it all, see what her love is creating for my-, I'm sorry, OUR Changelings. You and I can even go there every once in a while, have a marathon session, let the pheromones really drive them into a frenzy. I'll even lower Cadance's cage so she can get an up close view of the show we'll provide. If she's really lucky, we can even have you shoot a load her way, just so she really knows she's not forgotten," Chrysalis stated, her words of domination and subjugation of the ponies coming out like your simple breakfast conversation.

You'd also gotten used to it. You weren't in a position to say shit considering the things you'd already said to get you in this position. Hell, you'd even go so far as to say that you were worse, because when she was talking about this stuff, you were mentally one upping her, thinking about how she could involve Shining Armor. Yeah, you were fucked up in the head.

Chitin on the other hand, while not disturbed by the conversation, also seemed to have spaced out entirely during it, having sat there in Ap's form for the past ten minutes, only drinking water. He'd only eaten half of his plate of grubs, which you didn't really care about... except...

"Apocrita, something wrong with you? You'd usually have downed the rest of those grubs by now," Chrysalis asked, having taken notice of Chitin's lack of appetite in comparison to Ap's usual voraciousness.

"I've already had the best possible number of them for a full and proper nutritional meal at this time," Chitin replied, his damned monotony playing so oddly with Ap's voice.

Raising a brow, Chrysalis leaned into her supposed elite guard. "That's never seemed to stop you before. In fact, you'd always seem hungry for more. Why have you suddenly lost your usual appetite?" she inquired, her eyes narrowing suspiciously at the Changeling before her.

Dammit Chitin! He was going to blow this whole thing because that dumb bug couldn't finish the damn food before him! You didn't know fully why this was so important to Chrysalis, but she was recognizing something was up and wasn't going to just let it go. If she pushed, she was going to break through his facade with ease. You had to do something!

"Chrysalis! Why haven't we fucked on the dining table yet? Such a waste!" you suddenly shouted, leaping up from your seat, knocking the chair over in the process.

The queen stopped her pursuit of Chitin's crumbling facade upon hearing your speak, her eyes now directed at you with happy surprise. "Really? I hadn't thought you'd be interested in doing such a thing where we eat," she admitted, turning her body to face you fully.

"Why not? Half the shit eaten here is worse than whatever mess we'd make on the table," you countered, already struggling to tug your pants down. You couldn't give her a moment to recover her train of thought, or she'd be right back on Chitin's shitty cover.

Her surprise quickly turning to pure desire, Chrysalis used her magic to smack the dishes off the table, which you found wasteful since she could have lightly levitated them off, but it was admittedly much sexier. The moment you got the button and zipper of your pants undone, Chrysalis used her magic to send them flying down your legs, nearly making you trip onto the table. You were just lucky not to land on your erection, the ease of its presence coming from those damn grubs.

"I'll just go wait outside," Chitin stated, not wanting to be privy or watch this. You wondered if he'd get horny from the pheromones as well, then decided you really didn't want to imagine it.

Stepping out of your pants, you stumbled over to Chrysalis, the awkward gait as you approached her causing your dick to sway like a cat toy, which only came to mind because Chrysalis' attention seemed to be focused solely on it. You used that to your advantage to get the upper hand on her, because when she lurched forward to try and take hold of your man meat in her mouth, only for you to grab her by the horn, stopping her advance. You saw her eyes flick up to yours in confusion, only to let out an oddly delighted squeal as you pushed her toward the table, her forelegs lifting up instinctively so that her front half was laying atop the furniture while her hind legs kept to the floor.

"Oooooh Anon! You're such an animal!" Chrysalis cried out, flitting her wings while wagging her backside at you, giving you a prominent display of her winking clit and sopping sex. She moans out as your hands slap down on her flanks, feeling the cushion of fat that protected the muscle underlying it ripple at the impact. You pushed yourself forward, not impaling yourself into the waiting folds of the queen, but rather slipping yourself between the warm, fuzzy cheeks of her rump, the short fur tickling your shaft as your head peaked above.

You massage her glutes, working your fingers in a way only you could... and dragons apparently. Maybe griffons? You'd heard there were other creatures with hands like yours, but regardless, it was something that Chrysalis attributed only to you as your kneaded her butt like dough. You kept rocking your hips, sliding your rod to better enjoy the warmth and caress only a fuzzy butt could. You were going to get addicted to it at this rate. And here you thought that you'd always hate a hairy ass after that date you had.

"First you're hot, then you're cool. I can never seem to figure how you're going to go," Chrysalis cooed, rocking her hips back as you pushed forward so she could grind her lower lips against your balls, smearing them in her juices, while she got to fantasize about the load you were brewing for her with them. "But really, I thought your foreplay was going out the window the moment you grabbed my- AH!"

You'd cut her minuscule complaint short as you pulled back, waited just for the moment when she'd try and buck back on you, then rammed forward. Anon. Jr plunged into Chrysalis' tight snatch, shoving her hard enough against the table that the legs skid a bit with the force behind it. The tip of your prick had barely made contact with her womb before you pulled back just as roughly, replacing with the flesh-on-flesh noise with a wet squelch as your crown tugged at the grooves of her honeypot. When you felt cool air on the back of your head, you thrust forward again, driving forward until you felt your balls slap against her winking clit.

"Buck yes! Grragh! You animal, get in there! Give your queen that kingly cock!" she growled out, bouncing her flank to add to the motions, making your dick gouge out one section of her pussy with one thrust, then dragging back along another. Kingly cock, huh? She did want you to be king... although it made you think about how your dick was also used to make Ap into a queen... or trying to... oh man, Excalibur! The sword that made Arthur a king! That was a new name for your dick!

"Take me Excalibur, oh sheath for my gallant cock!" you shouted, the new name playing into your cries as you smack her ass, earning another moan. She probably didn't understand what you meant by it, but she could hardly care, her head lowering to the table while her hooves dragged along its surface.

Chrysalis was too caught up in the pleasure to announce that she had hit her first orgasm, but you knew well enough by the way it happened. Juices exploded out over your lap, soaking your thighs and testicles, which now created a loud slap every time they made impact with the rapidly winking pleasure button of the Changeling queen, giving you a nice little additional sensation by the way it practically caressed your sack.

You'd usually slow down here, let her ride out the orgasm and savor the feeling of her walls convulsing around every inch of your length, but you couldn't risk it. Not with her mind potentially returning to the shitty act Chitin had been putting up. So you were going to keep going and try to literally fuck the last ten minutes out of her mind at least... plus, you wanted to get off too.

"We ended up breaking the table," you concluded the story of your morning foray with the queen. "I think Chrysalis ordered some guards to replace it... I think. She was still babbling a bit and the guards that answered ended up fucking right there in front of us. Too many pheromones I guess. Saw how quick those guys are, so now I see why I'm a sex god here at least," you stated, shrugging it off.

Of course, you didn't expect Ap to answer you. She was like a giant... crusty beanbag chair right now, hanging from your ceiling. But it still felt good to address her.

"I also told Chitin he needs to get his shit together. That's the second time he almost fucked this up. Of course, he's apparently my friends, so it makes sense he'd be shitty at his job. I'm going to give him a run down of what sort of responses he needs to start giving to certain situations, and if he doesn't know the answer to something, don't give his response, just try and say he forgot or wasn't feeling good," you explained, shaking your head at what you were fairly certain was the autistic Changeling in the hive.

Glancing back up at the covered cocoon, you frowned. "But that won't be enough I guess. I thought Chitin was a... less interesting member of the hive compared to everyone else, but apparently they do actively need him. Like earlier in the throne room..."

"And so after five of ours went down, we were finally able to subdue the dragon. It is being carted off this way now. It will take some time, as the beast is at least the size of two pony residences. We hope this will please you," one of the Changelings said, bowing his slightly singed head to Chrysalis as she looked down on the injured bug.

"It's a shame that you struggled so much for one beast, but I commend you for your effort. I already have great plans for its kind, and the more that we collect now, the better off we'll be," Chrysalis declared, a sly smirk on her face. She glanced over to you, apparently hoping to see what you thought of this, but you were busy with the far more important task of trying to floss some leftover grub out of your teeth using a stray thread you plucked from your shirt. Sighing, Chrysalis looked back and said "Take the rest of your squad to see Chitin to get patched up."

"We already tried to do so, my queen, but none in the hive seem capable of finding him," the Changeling stated, a perplexed look on his face.

You could see the disguised Chitin glance back at you, clearly indicating that he wasn't sure how to handle this. Honestly, you weren't fully sure either... wait, yes you did.

"SEX!" you suddenly declared, disrupting the conversation before it went any further. "We haven't fucked on the thrones yet, have we? I know yours is for you only, but come on, throne sex... throne sex," you emphasized, waggling your eyebrows at Chrysalis.

Chrysalis opened her mouth, seemingly ready to respond, then reconsidered. Instead, she just flew over to you on your throne, positioning herself so that her hind legs were around your legs, while her forelegs pressed against the back of your seat, looking like she was going to rape you... which she wasn't far off from doing.

You shook your foot in Chitin's direction, which thankfully he recognized as he turned to the other Changelings and said "Lets give them some privacy, maybe find where that wonderful medic is. Chitin, right?"

You'd have cursed him for stroking his own ego, which was your schtick, but you had more important things to attend to, what with Chrysalis leaking in anticipation of cock. With the way you were positioned, you wouldn't be able to get your pants very far down your legs, and so you only got as far as you needed to free your dick. Thank magic viagra for getting you hard quickly, but the wait was apparently too long for Chrysalis still, as she dove forward, pressing her muzzle to your mouth. She didn't wait for permission as her long, forked tongue slid in, slithering around your own pink appendage possessively. When she started going as far back as your throat though, you wanted to avoid feeling like you were deepthroating the world's thinnest penis and acted.

Grabbing her hips, you pulled her down into a seated position atop of you, planning to drive yourself into her drooling cunt, but what you felt was not the wet folds or crazy, slithering vaginal tendrils that came with that hole. No, this was a much tighter one that clamped down on you with the strength of a bodybuilder's fist, but in the surprisingly enjoyable caress of a silk mitt. You recognized it as being her royal heinous' royal heinie.

The surprise of the painful, yet clearly pleasurable, entrance into her sphincter had Chrysalis pulling back in a shuddering groan, her lips leaving yours, but her tongue coiling even harder around your own, yanking it out of your mouth as she pulled away. Her hips shook, grinding your pole like her life depended on it.

You knew just how tight she was and how hard it was going to be to get moving, so you had to buck up hard, bouncing her with the strength of your hips alone, letting her slide halfway up your shaft, only for the force of gravity to pull her back down on you, slamming you back onto the throne, earning your own gargled groan, seeing as your mouth was wide open. You repeated it, only getting halfway up, not nearly as far as you wanted, but for Chrysalis it was enough to get her bucking back, now showing gravity that it was a half-assed bitch as she slammed herself down on you.

Humping you like she was possessed, you had to take control of this back. You were the sex god, not her! So you did the only thing that made sense. Removing a hand from her hip, you quickly slide your middle and ring finger into her exposed slit, going knuckles deep as you curled your fingers to massage her insides, while your thumb pressed down on her clit, repeatedly applying pressure like you were flipping through channels.

As quickly as you usually handled her anyways, this put her over the edge immediately. You could see her eyes roll back as she spasmed atop of you, her tendrils curling around your intrusive fingers as you felt her fluids splash up your arm, while her anus constricted to the point you thought you'd have to see Chitin about fixing it. All the while, she continued to bounce on you, squealing and moaning "Sh'more, sh'more!"

"Thankfully, Chitin snuck off and transformed back so he could provide medical care for those Changelings... but now my throne smells of Chrysalis' cum... which isn't really a bad thing," you acknowledged, chuckling a little even.

Part of you felt guilty, like you were confessing this to her, but this really was all so you could keep her safe until she came out. You'd probably let her know again then, just so she wouldn't be surprised by anything Chrysalis might have to say. You owed her that. You two never did establish what you were, just that you loved each other, but that didn't mean in love, right? There were different kinds of love, the Changelings even said so themselves. Maybe you meant one thing and she meant another. Hell, she even knew you were going to fuck around while she was in the cocoon, but it didn't mean you were off the hook.

"I've got to admit, there was one that wasn't even for the sake of keeping you safe," you admitted.

Chrysalis sighed, somewhat relaxed as she endeavored to lift her leg up and down. Your dick was currently lodged inside of one of the holes in her leg, big enough to fit around you, but thin enough that Chrysalis had to spit into the opening to help slide you through. There was a bit of unease as she basically jerked you off, her eyes focused hungrily on your shaft as she went up enough to tug at the back of your head, then slide back down the shaft, working her saliva into your skin.

When she had first inserted you, you had to drag along the hard, smooth exoskeleton, making you worry about it, but you learned that, even without the wet and warmth of her saliva, the inside of the hole was warm all its own, with softer flesh that was lacking fur, reminding you more of the palm of a hand in general. She even seemed capable of tightening it, adding to her grip as she slid her foreleg up and down your dick.

"You know, as much as I enjoy the rough, hardcore pounding you've been giving me today, this is nice in its own way," Chrysalis purred, letting her forked tongue slip out to flick against your bulbous head, wiping away some of the precum that was starting to accumulate, a pleased hum soon following at the taste. "When you're giving it to me like the beast you are, I don't get appreciate just how your stallionhood is built."

"You can call it a manhood instead," you corrected, only to moan and lift your hips, finding yourself denied more as she pulled her head away, snickering at your eagerness.

"I mean, I sure can feel it when you're mounting me, but to see every throbbing vein," she continued, ignoring your words as she now slithered her tongue over the most prominent vein running through your length. "And to marvel at this cute mushroom cap," she giggled, leaning in so she could kiss it. "It makes me think we should have a portrait done of it, so that I won't ever forget such a valiant specimen. Ooh! I felt you throb there," she declared, looking you in the eye as you had indeed felt your cock jump at the idea. Your ego loved having your ego stroked after all.

"Christ, Chrysalis, the things you can do with that mouth, even when it's not on my dick," you groaned, nearly falling back in your seat.

"Well, lets fix that," Chrysalis said, lowering her head to take your cock into her mouth. Her leg remained at the lower portion of your throbbing man meat, giving it short little strokes now, while she took care of the upper half, noisily slurping on it to send shivers down your spine. She was catching on quickly to the extra little things that got your heart pounding, the lewd noises that helped make sex affect you with every sense.

You were tempted to close your eyes and let the feeling and sound alone carry you to orgasm, but her green eyes were locked onto yours, demanding you fullest attention and more. You tried to buck up again, but her other hoof was now pinned to your hip, keeping you down. You were forced to just sit there, unable to even contribute as Chrysalis pleasured you... and were loving it.

When you couldn't hold back, you grabbed Chrysalis by the horn, keeping her head down as you climaxed. Her eyes widened, but seemed gleeful, as you let off like a geyser, hot jizz exploding into her mouth and rushing down her throat. And to your utter surprise and adoration, she took it all without pilling a drop. When you finally relented, you could still feel her tongue coiling around your shaft, dragging whatever remnants there were into her hungry maw, before finally pulling away from you.

Smacking her lips, she opened her mouth to show nothing was left, then said "What do you think?"

You needed a moment to recover, panting as you leaned back in your seat. Smiling back at her though, you said "Like I want to go for round 2."

"I'm sorry Ap, but I just had to try that one. It's been driving me crazy, I hope you understand," you apologized, as if getting a... hoofjob? Holejob? You weren't sure what it was called, but it felt weird apologizing for that over everything else. Sighing, you took your eyes off of the cocoon... and noticed you were hard. Again. Well, it made sense, you were reminiscing about sex after all.

Looking back up to the cocoon, you smirked. "I still owe you that cum-oil massage, don't I?"

Author's Note

Woe is the trouble that Anon puts himself through for the sake of Ap. She should only consider herself so lucky to have a man willing to sacrifice so much for her.

Also, this was a bitch to write when your internet keeps dropping every five fucking seconds. Fuck you Comcast, get your shit together.

The Easiest Decision

"I'm hoping that, by removing the unnecessary organs, we can instead place new, more efficient and useful ones into the body, thereby creating a more perfect organism," Chitin stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Okay, you're messing up on the fact you're saying 'a more perfect organism'. It can't be more perfect, but closer to be perfect. That'd be like telling me I can be even better than I already am," you corrected the ranting medic in disguise.

"Are you implying that you are the perfect organism?" Chitin asked, not bothering to look at you.

"Abso-fucking-lutely," you replied without skipping a beat.

"You have quite a high opinion of yourself for a creature with such a soft, fleshy outside," Chitin stated, irritating you. Not because he was insulting your soft, fleshy outside, which you were told made you lovably huggable, but because he didn't take the bait you were laying out. You missed Ap, she'd have taken it and amused you for quite some time on that statement alone.

"Well you've got a rather shitty mind for a medic," you tried to retort. Great comeback Anon, seriously, just... just wonderful. Pat yourself on the back. You can't even think of witty insults without Ap. Curse her for having to go through bug second puberty and curse your dick for doing it to her!

You actually got a scoff out of the typically lacking Changeling, who glanced at you out of the corner of Apocrita's violet eyes. "Really Anon? Is that the best you've got? Clearly Apocrita's been lying about your ridiculous, yet oddly loaded wit," he announced, shaking his head in disappointment.

"Yeah, well... wait, Ap's talked to you about me?" you inquired, wondering how she even got the time to do such, since she was always guarding you.

"Indeed, we nest in the same portion of the hive. While I'm not an elite guard, my medical skills are still invaluable. Why, not long before she began her metamorphosis, she was telling me that-" Chitin began to explain, only to go rigid, one foreleg and hind leg both lifted in mid-step, somehow staying perfectly balanced so that he wouldn't fall over.

Quirking a brow, you moved around in front of Chitin, staring at him in equal parts confusion and curiosity. "Chitin? Hello, are you in there?" you asked, even going so far as to lightly knock on his forehead, the minuscule force causing his body to sway a bit before falling completely onto his side. "Well... that's not a good sign," you muttered, nudging him with a foot.

Then, all at once, Chitin jumped to his hooves, turning to face the spot you had been a moment ago. It seemed to take him a moment of looking around fearfully before realizing where you were now. "Anon, we need to move, quickly," he stated with an urgency you'd never seen in him before, one delivered with such high stakes that you were actually worried.

"Chitin, what's going on? What was that?" you asked, even as he bit down on the sleeve of your shirt and dragged you forward.

"Nho dhime, ghatta git tu dha drone vroom," he replied through your fabric, not risking letting go of you for even a moment.

You dug your heels into the floor, finding that Chitin was far weaker than Ap was, and thus easy to stop if you didn't want to go anywhere with him. "Chitin, speak up, or I'm not going anywhere. At this point, I'm pretty much the boss of every Changeling in this hive, Chrysalis excluded... and even that can change based off the power of my Excalibur!" you demanded, yanking your arm away from Chitin, thankfully not tearing the shirt. You liked this one, it had a picture of you on a throne on it.

Looking at you anxiously, his eyes shifting about to see if there was anyone around, Chitin answered "This order supersedes anything you have of me, for it comes from Queen Chrysalis herself." Well, that would certainly explain why he was apparently scared. Given he seemed almost ignorant of her commands before, you were guessing some crazy hive mind bullshit just happened a moment ago, and that's why he became a statue. "There are intruders in the hive and Queen Chrysalis gave two very specific instructions. To find and detain the intruders immediately and, more importantly, bring you to the safety of the throne room," Chitin elaborated.

That was going to be a pain. You two were just in the library, which was located almost half the hive away from the throne room, trying to maintain Chitin's cover by returning some of Ap's checked out books and finding some new ones. Of course, Chitin fucked that up too, as he had checked out a bunch of medical books instead of novels. You were finding more reasons to shit on Chitin, which was usually fine, as having reasons to fuck with your friends was usually your M.O., but this was a matter of life or death.

Sighing, you nodded your head and continued to move on without Chitin's assistance. "Fine, last thing we need is Chrysalis thinking Ap's a poor elite guard for not getting me to safety, otherwise she'd probably replace her... and by her, I mean you," you grumbled, doing your best not to drag your feet for dramatic effect.

"Considering she had sex with the being she was charged to keep safe, which in turn led to her now being cocooned to a ceiling, unable to perform any of her duties, and eventually destined to usurp the queen she was sworn to serve or die trying, I believe Apocrita has been quite the poor guard," Chitin stated, his casual acknowledgement of Ap's shortcomings as an elite guard seemed to help calm him down, while also pissing you off a bit... you were proud of him for that.

The two of you continued toward the throne room, moving as quickly as possible without pushing either of you into a strenuous run. After passing a couple of tunnels, you ended up encountering several other Changelings who joined Chitin in keeping you safe, as per their orders. Not even ten minutes had passed when you had a small entourage of Changelings to defend you. At this point, it felt like the efforts were going to be moot, but who were you to deny having enough guards to make the U.S. President look like a poser?

"There he is! Initiate Phase 3!" a voice cried out as you began to turn one of the corners on the way to the throne room. You and your small collection of guards barely had time to register it when a blur of red and yellow flew forward, barreling through a third of your guard and sending them flying in all directions, one almost hitting you in the head.

"Assume defensive formation, defend Lord Anon!" one of the Changelings hissed, jumping in front of you, only to quickly regret his decision when he was jumped upon by a... yak?

"Puny bug-ponies no match for yak! Yak smash!" the yak shouted, leaping from the unfortunate Changeling who only wanted to defend you to another, the bugs scattering to try and avoid the mass of hair and muscle.

Chitin turned to you, grabbing your sleeve again to drag you away from the growing chaos, when he was struck in the back of the head by an arrow of all things. Initially you were worried that your friend just got murdered by a head shot, but you quickly noticed that the arrow had a bundle at the end of it that prevented it from piercing things... but it did have a lit fuse?

Almost as suddenly as this all started, the bundle exploded into smoke, blinding you and sending you into a coughing fit. As you and some of the Changelings struggled, their coughs apparently more violent than your own, something grabbed you and yanked you away. Your eyes were still burning with the smoke, so you couldn't see what it was that had grabbed you, but you could recognize the motions of something galloping.

"Asset has been secured! Repeat, asset has been secured! Initiate Phase 4!" the same voice that started this shouted near your ear, making you flinch away.

"Let me-kah kahf-down!" you coughed, trying to wiggle free, but finding it difficult with your currently smoke filled lungs.

"No can do sir, I've got strict orders from the princesses to bring you back as soon as possible! My team risked a lot to retrieve you!" the speaker declared. You opened your mouth to say something else about that, but felt the momentum shift as your kidnapper... rescuer, whatever they were, turn a corner... apparently a little too wide, as you felt your head make contact with a wall that made your body went slack and consciousness fade out. Worst. Rescue. Ever.

When you started regaining your consciousness, you felt yourself on what felt like the best bed you've ever been on... which may just because your mattress sucked donkey balls. It was so warm, so soft, so... smelly? Groaning, you rolled to get off of the bed, misjudging the distance to the floor as your feet missed their mark and ended with you landing on your face.

"Ease up soldiers, our boy's awake. Give him a moment to recover," the commanding voice from before declared.

Blinking your sore, but now working eyes, you peeled your face from the floor to look up at the unusual collection before you. As you saw before, there was the yak that had jumped some of the Changelings, although you now noticed he had several braids in his fur that seemed rather ceremonial. From his close proximity, you figured you had been sleeping on top of him. Hovering above the yak was a pegasus stallion with a red coat and a bright yellow mane, the emblem of a sparking lightning bolt as his cutie mark. Stepping into your field of vision beside the yak was a... griffon? Or was it a hippogriff? Curse your Harry Potter lore lacking at a time like this. Regardless, it was a lion-eagle thing that had green fur and feathers.

"How you doing there? We've been told you've suffered a lot," the commanding voice stated, drawing your eyes to a blue earth pony with a red-and-white striped mane and a cutie mark of a circular shield.

"... Captain America?" you questioned, pushing yourself from the floor.

Chuckling, the pony replied "I'm not sure what this 'America' you're speaking of is, but you're half right. I'm Captain Shield of the A-League. The A stands for All, for we include members of all species that wish to defend the rights and justice of those that seek it out." Looking over to the rest of the group, he motioned to them and said "These are just some of my teammates. Flash Point, the fastest pegasus alive, although I hear he has a competitor in Ponyville. Yennifer the Yak, she's one of the strongest creatures I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. And Olivia the Griffon, best archer in Equestria. I wish I could introduce you to the rest of my team, but because of the anti-magic aura surrounding the Changeling hive, we could only afford to bring those whose skills won't be affected."

Looking at the others, you felt... oddly amused and sick. One thing, Yennifer was apparently a female, so you felt sort of bad for judging, but whatever. Two was the fact that, if there was something you knew from your world, it was super heroes. Marvel, DC, whatever. So the fact you were meeting the pony land baby of the two of them was... really disturbing.

"I'm pretty sure I have a concussion right now, cause I don't believe what I'm seeing," you groaned, rising to your feet and rubbing your eyes, trying to get this out of your head.

"I apologize for that. Those Changelings have some much narrower tunnels than even ponies are used to, and carrying a creature your size was definitely not something I had planned for," Captain Shield apologized, bowing his head. "For the time being, I suggest you hop back on Yennifer. We need to keep moving before the Changelings find our exit point."

Looking around, you noticed that you were in a tunnel, but not like those of the Changelings. This was a more recently, and honestly poorly, built one that looked like it was on the verge of collapse anyways. "Where are we?" you asked, trying to get some understanding.

"An escape tunnel. One of our Diamond Dog member helped dig it out while setting it to collapse once we pull the right supports out at the end. I'd hate to collapse it on any living being, even a Changeling, but we needed to make sure they can't follow us, it'd be too risky having you fall back in their hooves," Captain Shield explained, his voice carrying the tone of urgency that indicated you had to keep moving soon, or you'd risk being in further trouble.

"I see... yeah, no, that's not going to happen. I'm heading back," you stated, turning around to walk the opposite direction, only for Flash Point to zip in front of you, blocking your way.

"I think he's right Captain, he does have a concussion," you heard what you assumed to be Olivia say behind you, having already heard the yak talk and knowing she didn't have quite the same level of femininity in her voice.

"I'm afraid you're right. Yennifer, pick him up and keep moving, we don't have much time," Captain commanded.

The moment the yak stepped toward you, you jumped back, bumping into Flash Point. "Now hold on one second. I agree I most certainly have a concussion, but that's not the problem here," you stated, throwing your hands up to try and ward off the yak. "I'm not getting on that yak unless that's a euphemism for fucking her. She'd only be the second hairiest woman I've had sex with."

"Yennifer not mind," the yak growled... or was that supposed to be a sexy purr? Curse you and your irresistible charm to animals.

"Ignoring that, I also can't leave Ap behind," you insisted, earning some confused looks from the wannabe Avengers.

"Who is Ap? Another of their prisoners?" Captain Shield asked, a serious look taking his face.

"Nooo... she was my personal guard," you stated, the concern seeming to flush from the pony's face. "Look, I get you're less concerned about Changelings since they're basically your version of Hydra. I bet they even meet with other disguised Changelings and whisper 'Hail Hive!', but besides the fact you know nothing of what I'm talking about, she's my friend and likely to get murdered if they find her cocoon," you explained, trying really hard to inform them as to how she wasn't a terrorist monster bug-horse, just a friendly monster bug-horse.

"Wait, she's an elite guard in a cocoon? Doesn't that mean she'll become a queen?" Flash Point asked, dashing around so he was now between Captain Shield and Olivia.

"Exactly! So she'll become the new leader if we help her usurp Chrysalis and make the Changelings good, or something, I dunno," you answered, giving two thumbs up and your biggest forced smile.

"Or she'll become an even more terrible threat than Chrysalis is now," Olivia suggested, hardly even considering the idea you had.

"Or not that thing," you argued, switching your thumbs up to flipping the bird to the half-bird bitch.

Stomping his hoof to garner all the attention, Captain Shield announced "Whatever the case, we do not have the time or ponypower to stage a rescue for a cocooned Changeling that may or may not be a threat. When we return to Canterlot, we'll inform the princesses and decide how we'll deal with whichever comes out as leader after their power struggle. If she is kind, I'm sure they'll be willing to open peace talks."

"If Chrysalis finds Ap's cocoon, she'll crack it open and drink her metamorphic fluids like a slurpee, then rage against Canterlot for you freeing me!" you bellowed, glaring at the group of non-powered heroes. "The Justice League would be ashamed of you."

"We're the A-League, not this Justice League you speak of. And that's not something we're going to budge on," Captain Shield stated, some regret in his voice, but the firmness indicating he wasn't going to give up on moving on.

"... fine. Then I'm going back on my own," you stated, turning back toward the tunnel leading to the hive and began walking.

Once more, Flash Point zipped in front of you, placing his hooves on your chest to try and stop you from moving. "Easy there buddy, you head back there now, there's no coming back. We got the drop on the Changelings this time, but they'll be prepared for us. We can't rescue you a second time. You'd basically be giving up on being free from the Changelings," he warned you, his green eyes showing some actual concern that made you hesitate. Fucking super-ponies actually fucking caring that made you not fucking hate them... fuck.

"Well... fuck it, I wasn't going to fit in with ponies anyways," you said, shrugging Flash Point's hooves off before pushing him aside.

"You'd seriously give up your freedom for a Changeling?" Olivia asked, a sort of indignation present in her voice.

Sighing, you paused and looked over your shoulder at the group, saying "Because as corny as this shit is... Ap's important to me, and if I left her now, I really don't think I could live with myself, because myself is all I'd have."

Captain Shield snorted, but gave you a solid grin and nod. "Very well then, I respect your decision. We'll let the princesses know. I hope this won't be the last time we meet," he stated. He motioned to the rest to follow him out of the tunnel, Flash Point joining the others without you even noticing... then you realized something.

"Hey, before you go, is there a batpony member that's called Bat-Mare?" you asked.

There was a light thud in front of you, almost inaudible, drawing your attention to the batpony wearing a mask and saddlebag belt that dropped before you. "How do you know me?"

"Jesus fuck!" you shouted, swinging out instinctively and clocking the mare in the snout.

Author's Note

I couldn't resist making a pony superheroes joke thing. If there are any questions on who represents what here, or maybe what some of the other A-Leaguers are like, just ask. I can totally bullshit a few more up. But more important was the fact that Anon had his chance at freedom... and let it go. Stew on that.

All's Fair In Love And War

"Tissue!" Chrysalis commanded, one of her servants quickly flying up, holding a tissue to the queen. She took the tissue with her magic and held it to her nose, blowing into it hard. The force and snot she apparently blew into it was enough that the thin paper seemed to get drenched, which she then hurled back into the Changeling's face, sniffling as she did so.

"You okay?" you asked, looking up at her from in front of her throne, two Changelings on either side of you. You felt like you were on trial, but the look on Chrysalis face indicated anything such.

Taking a deep breath to stifle her sniffles, Chrysalis said "I'm just... I'm so touched. So... so very happy that you came back to me. I just didn't think you'd do it. I mean, I'm so happy, I'm not even going to execute all the Changelings that failed to keep those horrible intruders from taking you in the first place."

"Good to know," you started with, holding your hands together and giving a slight bow, figuring you'd appeal to her pride to keep her in this good mood. "I have to admit myself, I wasn't expecting you to be so... doubtful that I'd come back here... to you," you stated, adding the last part so she'd focus on the idea it was her you came back to. It was your best shot to keep things in your ballpark and not have you and your friends horribly maimed.

"Oh Anon, don't play dumb with me!" she shouted, somewhat emotional, but quickly sucking in a breath to regain her composure. "I-I've been keeping you here against your will. I-I-I... I figured the first moment y-you got to leave, you would! You were so upset over the whole n-negotiations shutting down, I thought... TISSUE!" Chrysalis ordered, getting another one from the Changeling servant, who didn't even get the tissue taken from them as she pulled the poor servant toward herself, blowing into the tissue and getting the servant snotted as well.

"Well... I guess you should have trusted me," you stated. Ouch, there it was, that stabbing feeling of guilt in your abdomen. You were lying to this clearly emotionally distraught woman, which was in a category of asshole that wasn't really your kind of thing. You were the fun kind of asshole, not the type that takes advantage of those clearly suffering, but you had to now. "You know, we have a saying in my world. 'If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If not, it was never meant to be.' You should have given me a chance to prove I cared instead of just locking me up," you explained, every word digging your way to hell, you were sure of it.

"I should have... I should have... but I never thought you would return. Oh Anon!" Chrysalis cried, leaping from her throne to embrace you. While the horse-bugs were fairly light, Chrysalis was still about your size, and the force of impact was enough to send you to the floor, just barely avoiding knocking your head against the ground. "But now I know you're mine, my lovely little human. Mine and only mine," she sobbed into your chest, making a mess of your shirt. You were becoming increasingly less confident in this.

Your hands hovered over the back of the crying queen's neck, not sure if you should hug her, but feeling like you'd be a total asshole if you didn't. Laying your hands on her, you stroked her mane and made slight shushing noises. "There, there, I'm... I'm here for you," you stated, looking around to see the guards all carefully avoiding eye contact.

"I know you are. You came back for me," she sighed out, starting to settle down, now nuzzling into your chest... but apparently aware enough to avoid the area where her snot and tears dampened. "You came back for me, because you are mine and only mine," she stated, the softer, almost sad tone fading away to leave you with one that was far more possessive and honestly scary.

"Yeah, that sounds like the sort of shit you said before this," you pointed out, moving your hands to push Chrysalis off of you, but didn't get the chance as she rose to her hooves on her own, her magic aura seeming to utterly eradicate any remnant of her crying from her face, with the exception of the puffiness around her eyes.

"No, my dear, sweet Anon. This is nothing like before. I told you before that I would not lie to you anymore, and I mean it, despite it going against my nature as a Changeling," Chrysalis declared, her magic aura now engulfing you, lifting you up from the ground, making you hover over her head. "Before, you were but an amusement. I enjoyed your company, your companionship, and all of your antics, and I would have indeed missed you had the negotiations actually worked in my favor, but you were just a pawn for me to use for the betterment of my hive, for that is what I owe my kind," Chrysalis began to monologue, her voice having a sort of chill to it that indicated this was only going to get worse.

"Well, so glad to hear I was your favorite pet. I know I've always treated mine as part of the family personally," you retorted, trying to stretch your limbs out to touch the ground, but Chrysalis seemed intent on keeping you elevated above her, even as she began to march forward. She at least had the decency to turn you around, letting you see where she was leading you.

"Indeed you were, but you've become more to me with time. When you finally submitted yourself to the desires plaguing you and divining me with that wonderful stallionhood of yours, I finally saw you as more than a pawn in my plans. You were a centerpiece, even more so than before. One I would not give up," the increasingly sinister sounding queen admitted, glancing at you, but keeping her head firmly set to face only forward as she made her way, an aura about her that seemed to tell any Changeling in her path to move out of sight. "I intentionally sabotaged the remainder of the negotiations so that officially, Canterlot would have withdrawn any of its vested interest in you, with even the princesses hard pressed to seek your freedom through the sacrifice of even a single pony," Chrysalis confessed, although it didn't really come as a surprise to you. Her intentions there seemed so obvious during the second and final negotiation.

Looking around, you tried to place just where Chrysalis was taking you. The halls looked somewhat familiar, given almost all of the hive did at this point, but certain areas you didn't wander about in as much as others. "Yeah, well, I figured as much when you basically made me out to be second only to you as enemy of all ponies."

"Of course, given I knew that the princesses would see through that ruse, to make you worse to the ponies than you actually were, although given your own devious mind and words, I hardly needed to do much at all," Chrysalis said with a sly smirk, the tip of her forked tongue flicking out over the exposed fangs. "But what they weren't planning on was the fact that I knew this day was coming. That they were going to send somepony to take you away, to do as I had done and have you kidnapped from the seat of my power. It was going to hurt letting you be taken away, but I always planned to take you back once the next phase in my plan had started. The only thing I wasn't prepared for was... you."

"That's a very odd statement to make right there, considering you basically acknowledged everything so far has been revolving around me," you interjected. And boy did you love the fact it was all about you. Like a lazy day where you didn't even want to get out of bed and your girlfriend would just bring you some food, let you play video games, and even give you a blowjob without any expectations of getting pleasured in return... at least, you imagined it that way. Past girlfriends expected that scenario in reverse.

Chrysalis chuckled, a dark, almost sad sound that made you frown. "Because while it all revolved around you, it was simply the plans on how to use you against the princesses and all they reigned over, but it won't do me much good to just explain it, oh no. You need to see it, you deserve that much and more," Chrysalis replied, her eyes hanging on you for a moment before slipping back forward.

At this point, you finally noticed it. The turn down a side passage, resulting in you being in a long hallway that ended in a set of double doors. You'd learned by now that so very few rooms in the hive actually had doors. Most belonged to rooms that were specifically tied to Chrysalis herself, such as her bedroom, the throne room, her dining room, and a select few others. Your prison cell room and the love shack as you had learned were others, primarily because they were places that the Changelings kept high value resources. The only other one you knew off the top of your head was... the nursery.

Throwing the door open with her magic, Chrysalis exposed you to the room full of crawling little abominations. As they had with Apocrita, the mini-monstrosities started to crawl over to Chrysalis, but in droves that made you far more uncomfortable as they started to nestle into the queen's leg holes, although they found her legs were lacking in as many vacancies as they used to. Lifting one of her forelegs up so that some of the larvae were closer to her face, she shushed them, the hissing maggots actually calming at the sound of her voice.

"Sssshhhh, easy my babies, easy. Mommy is here, calm down," Chrysalis assured the writhing worm babies. "Most believe that as the Queen of the Changelings, I cannot show any affection, only devour love. However, even I feel love for my babies. Once they grow up, I let them focus on their own duties toward the hive, as their lives belong to the hive, but they are all still my babies."

"So... you really did give birth to all these things? Or lay them, whatever you want to call it?" you asked, feeling like you might get sick as you watch her affectionately lick the head of one of the failed abortions.

"No, not all of them, although most are. But all Changelings are my children regardless," she stated, placing her foreleg down, her eyes flashing a green that seemed to tell the larvae to leave. Once they were all out of her legs, she extended her wings and flew up, carrying you to the top of the chamber where a cluster of eggs were situated. "This is my most recent brood. Usually I don't really know or care about whoever the sperm donor is, but this one I know for a fact who that is... as do you," she announced, looking to you hovering not far away, a knowing smirk on her face.

"... no... no fucking way. I didn't think that was possible," you gasped, feeling your stomach drop like a lead weight. She couldn't be serious. You knew they said they could basically breed with any species they could transform into, but... this was fucking insane.

"Oh, it clearly is. I'd even abstained from letting any of my servants or slaves pleasure me the moment I decided to kidnap you, just so I could test the theory. I'd had nopony but you before laying this cluster," she confirmed, nodding her head slowly before levitating you closer so that you could see the eggs better. "Say hello to your unborn children, Anon."

You looked at the eggs, gulping as though they might suddenly hatch, shooting one of the bug beasts at you like a damn Chestburster. Still, you hesitantly reached out, placing a hand on one of the closest eggs. It was surprisingly warm, and at your touch you could feel something moving around inside. This was like a gross version of touching a pregnant woman's stomach. Gross... but somehow fulfilling. Oh god, what the fuck was she doing to you!?

While Chrysalis smiled, you could see some sorrow in her eyes. "And this is where I must admit the worst part. I was expecting you to be taken back by the ponies. Once you were back in their hooves, I would reveal that I had a brood of larvae that you had fathered, demanding that you be given back with damaged paid for the trauma my... our children and I would suffer at your disappearance. The princesses would have to accept giving into some of my demands, as well as suffer the effects of other nations questioning their decisions in the future, potentially allowing my enemies to take care of each other for me," she confessed, casting her eyes down.

"Wow, that was... honestly a very well thought out and cunning plan. I mean, I know it basically drags me back into your hooves against my will and also uses children as bargaining chips, but... still, two thumbs up," you replied, physically showing her the two thumbs up... wait, did that have any meaning in this world? When most creatures had hooves, what meaning did they see in thumbs.

"Oh Anon, I knew you'd appreciate my deviousness, you're the only being I've ever met that could match it, but even I feel bad about using innocent larvae as leverage. And that was before I realized that you would have come back on your own. Before I knew that you were... mine. Just as my Changelings are my children, you are my mate. Not just another plaything for my amusement or source of seed to fertilize my eggs, but a being that I can truly see sitting by my side," Chrysalis elaborated, her own sense of guilt twisting your emotions even further. You always knew you were kinda scummy, but this was... dammit, if Ap's life wasn't on the line, you'd spill your guts just for the sweet release of death that'd probably follow.

Gulping down your shame, you reached your other hand out and lightly patted her face. It was a very awkward, unusual gesture, but it seemed to settle her. "There, there, it's okay. I'm back now, so... so we're all good. I don't blame you for what you wanted to do, but I'm here to stay now, so no beating yourself up. You don't have to worry about scheming against the ponies with me," you consoled her, even stroking along her snout.

Nuzzling into your palm, Chrysalis cooed. "Oh Anon... no."

"No?" you asked, perplexed by the statement.

"Absolutely no," Chrysalis reaffirmed, looking you in the eye. "Before it was just a plot to get what I could out of the ponies, but now... now it's about revenge. About getting back at them for daring to try and steal you away from me. About making them pay for daring to break up what will be our perfect hive," Chrysalis stated, a fire burning hotter with every word, until you could practically feel the inferno of rage that was emanating off of her. "I was content with working from the shadows, manipulating the princesses and their ponies for the sake of milking resources out of them, but now? Oh-ho, now I will wage open war on those wretched whorses! I will march into the heart of Canterlot, razing everything in my- NO, our path! I will enslave every pony that stands in our path so that our hive, our CHILDREN, will be able to feast without worry!"

"... or... we could not do that and focus on raising our... lovely little larvae," you suggested, trying to get Chrysalis off the warpath, which felt like a failure from the start.

With the fire still burning in her eyes, Chrysalis said "Oh sweet Anon, your natural paternal instincts will make you the perfect king. You'll do well to stay at the hive and look after the children like the father you are, while I take to providing for our hive and eliminating our enemies!"

"You know, I sorta picked up on the reverse gender roles here in Equestria... or at least, reversed by my standards. Regardless, I believe in equality and those find that those statements are offensive for assuming my role is only to stay at home with the kids... wait, I'm getting sidetracked," you protested, only to remember this wasn't the thing to be focusing on right now.

Chrysalis had blinked in surprise, then offered a predatory grin, leaving you swearing that you saw more sharp teeth in her mouth than the typical serpentine fangs than usual. "You're right my sweet, we will be better than those ponies. We will be equal after all. So when we march upon Canterlot, we shall do it side-by-side! And once we have taken their palace and throne the princesses in chains, we will finally have our wedding ceremony! Your coronation to King of the Changelings will happen as we are bound in eternal matrimony!" Chrysalis declared loudly, getting the larvae beneath you two hissing in... celebration? You couldn't tell. What you could tell was... you were fucked...

... wait, no, scratch that. You were fine, you'd be potentially king of the world. Canterlot was fucked. Equestria was fucked!

Author's Note

Some may consider Chrysalis a little out of character here, but being the leader of a species that has to physically replace others and take their appearance to consume love probably has some underlying self-esteem issues about their ability to keep their own lover, which Chrysalis would generally bury under mounds of bravado.

Limbo Dancing In Limbo

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"

"Pupa!" you chuckled as you stopped where you stood in the living room, closing the door behind you as a little Changeling mare on wobbly legs trotted up to you. Crouching down, you picked the bug-filly up, throwing her into the air just to catch her, earning a torrent of giggles from the little creature, so incredibly light you were almost afraid she'd hit the ceiling. "How is my princess doing today?" you asked, bringing her into a tight, yet gentle hug, kissing her on top of her head.

The little filly looked up to you with her impossibly wide green eyes and said "Great, and even better now that you're home! Like... fifteen times better!"

"Fifteen huh? Why not fifty? Daddy not good enough for you?" you asked, tickling the little bug under her forelegs, making her squeak and giggle madly.

"No daddy, stoooop!" she protested, even as she laughed away, barely smacking her hooves down on you.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" you heard once more, making you let up on Pupa as twenty more little Changelings rushed you, each clambering for your attention. Setting Pupa down, you started to scoop each of the adorable abominations into your arms, hugging as many as you could all at once before moving onto the next batch.

"Ooof! You're all getting so big! Soon you'll be needing to lift me up!" you laughed, making sure to stop and give each of your little lovebugs a kiss on the head. When you had set the last one down though, you suddenly found yourself being lifted into the air, looking around in confusion before you realized what was going on.

"Sorry dear, but that'll always be my job," Chrysalis said as she walked into the room from the kitchen, a playful smile on her face. She was wearing a frilly green apron that really shouldn't have worked on an equine body, but was set so that it would travel between her legs, clinging to her barrel, and somehow did a good job of emphasizing her flanks, a fact you had to bite your tongue about around the little ones.

"Since you're going to lift me anyways, mind doing me and my tired legs a favor and float me over so I can give my beautiful wife a kiss?" you asked her, lifting your brows at her. She rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face grew as you levitated over to the queen, giving her a loving kiss that was far more intimate than what your kids got. "Thanks love," you said gratefully as she gently brought you back to your feet.

"Seriously you two? You're going to spoil Chrysalis' appetite before dinner if you keep that up," Apocrita declared, stepping out from the kitchen as well, wearing a violet version of the apron Chrysalis had on. "And after we slaved over this meal, it'd be such a waste," she harumphed, looking at you in irritation. Snorting, you stepped over and picked Ap up, the Changeling still looking at you with annoyance, but you could see her struggling to keep the frown going.

"You're just jealous that she got a kiss already and you haven't. Let me fix that," you offered, bringing her toward you. To your surprise, she nearly lunged into you, her tongue slipping past your lips to hungrily taste you. Sneaky little thing. The only thing that kept her from tongue fucking your throat was the green aura that pulled her away from you.

"Trying to get one up on me now, are you? I'm going to have to punish you for that," Chrysalis declared, although her words had less menace to them than they usually would for such a statement, and more a seductive lure that drew a smile out of the smaller Changeling mare.

"Hmmm, maybe that's just what I wanted," Ap purred back, licking her lips.

Grinning, you looked back at your kids, their wide eyes, green and purple all, looking up at you and your wives happily. "Alright kids, go get washed up for dinner. I'm going to have to give your mommies their meal first," you instructed them.

The group moved out of the room quickly, giggling as they did so, especially when you heard Pupa whisper "Daddy and mommies are going to fuck." Damn, that little girl had a smart mouth. Probably shouldn't have cursed so much around them, but they were your kids, they were going to learn it anyways, may as well have been from you.

After the children left, you turned back to your wives, only to find that they had positioned themselves now so that Apocrita was standing between Chrysalis' legs, almost looking like she was getting mounted by the larger mare already. Ap was moaning as Chrysalis had her head down at the smaller mare's neck, nibbling at the tender sections and letting her tongue slither over it.

When it became clear that your attention was on them, Chrysalis stopped, just so she could say in a husky voice "Well now dear, you had a meal for us? I'm hoping you brought us a nice, thick piece of meat to gobble up."

Panting, Ap looked at you through half-lidded eyes and said "I know I want to eat till I'm positively stuffed."

"Well thankfully for you two, I always aim to please my lovely ladies," you stated, starting to unzip your pants as they looked on eagerly.

"We're not sure which is worse, these crazy sex dreams of yours or the bad memory one. We really wish you'd just have a simple dream for once, like maybe a 'Back In School' sort of dream," Luna's familiar voice rang out, freezing the images of Chrysalis and Ap before you.

You wanted to drop to your knees at the revelation that this was a dream... so you did. "They're... they're all just a dream?" you muttered, feeling a little cold inside.

Walking out of your kitchen, Luna frowned as she looked at the image of the two Changeling mares practically humping each other in anticipation for your cock, then to you. "They're real, just not this version of them," she stated, shaking her head as she walked toward you.

"Not them... Pupa? The others? My kids are just... a dream?" you asked, knowing the answer already.

Freezing in mid-step, Luna looked at you uncomfortably, gnawing on her lower lip for a moment. "They are... We were not aware you were having such a... mixed dream," she asked, spreading her wings and lifting into the air, her hooves only inches from the ground, but it let her do a quick once around to peer into the adjacent room, presumably to see the children.

"I should have known. This has been such a weird week," you groaned, pushing yourself back to your feet, just so you could walk over to the couch in the room and collapse onto it instead.

"You can tell us all about it, we have some things to discuss it would appear," she stated, flying over to you, her magic lifting you from your sprawled out position to make room for herself.

You immediately fell in Luna's direction, leaning against the alicorn as you gave an exaggerated sigh. "Are you using the royal we only? Or should I be expecting Sunbutt to come out of my kitchen next?" you asked, ready to smother yourself into her starry mane. It was such a comfort, even if it was just a dream.

"We did not bring Celestia this time, but we do have another guest with us this time," Luna stated, her gaze going toward the kitchen. Why was it always the kitchen? Were they getting a bite to eat before saying hello?

Stepping out of the kitchen was... you weren't sure. It was a vaguely pony shaped silhouette that seemed about the same size as Luna. The entity looked over to the scene of Chrysalis dry humping Apocrita, then turned its attention in your direction. "Seriously Anon? You had to have this sort of dream? The fuck am I even doing there?" the entity spoke, its voice telling you instantly who it was.

"Ap!?" you shouted, practically jumping in your seat. "But you're in your cocoon right now, how are you here?... and why are you like that?" you asked, totally flabbergasted by her presence.

Sighing, the Ap-silhouette waltzed over to the couch to sit beside you, saying "As it turns out, my mental state inside the cocoon is apparently something of a semi-permanent dream. As such, I've had a lot of time to speak with Princess Luna here."

"We remembered the name from the last time we visited you and sought to find it. Because of her current predicament, it's actually been easier to speak to her than you," Luna chipped in, gently nudging you with a wing.

"And a lot less maddening, I'm sure," Ap snorted, plopping down on your other side. "Although unfortunately, because my mentality is also developing with my body, apparently my dreamscape self hasn't really settled on a specific form. I'd have been just fine with my old body, but apparently there are some weird rules about this stuff."

Wrapping your arms around both Luna and Ap, you pulled them into a tight hug, clearly surprising Luna and... probably Ap too. Hard to say with her only being a silhouette. "I'm just glad I get to talk to you again, it's been hell without you around. And I thank you for all of this Luna."

Luna accepted it, nuzzling into you a bit as she said "No thanks are necessary. We wanted to inspect this Apocrita you spoke of personally and found that, despite some of her more... aggressive aspects that come by nature to her species, she is actually a very kind mare that cares for you a great deal."

Groaning, Ap leaned back into the couch, saying "Please don't say that, it's just going to go to his head."

"Don't you mean inflate my eg-"

"No, I'm not giving you a chance to talk about your dick some more," Ap quickly cut off, her head turning to you, the impression you were being glared at was apparent. "Hive knows I hear enough about it," she groaned.

"Oh come on, it's been days since you went into that cocoon, surely you must be missing my lovable statements about my penis by now," you teased, poking her on the nose... at least, you think it was the nose. Silhouettes were hard for you to read.

Ap smacked your hand away and replied "Yeah, well, you'd be surprised what I can still hear, despite being in a cocoon."

"... how much?" you asked cautiously.

"All of it," Ap stated flatly. "So I'm well aware of how you've been rutting Chrysalis like your dick will fall off."

Luna leaned away from you upon hearing that. "We were not made privy to this fact," she stated, looking at you with concern.

Before you could defend yourself, Ap sighed out "He hasn't been doing it for his own pleasure... well, mostly not for his own pleasure. He's been doing it to keep Chrysalis from discovering my cocoon. Give her something to focus on so she won't question Chitin's shitty acting or anything else that would draw her attention to my location."

"Ah, yes. She'd tear you open if she saw a potential rival," Luna acknowledged, leaning back into you once more now that she knew you weren't just being a sexual deviant.

Rolling your eyes, you let yourself go limp against the back of the couch. "I guess I was hoping you'd hear my voice, but I probably shouldn't have been talking about the sex that much... did you take notice of anything else?" you asked, turning to focus on the silhouette.

While unseen, you could definitely feel the annoyance coming from Ap. "Yeah, I'm well aware that you came on my cocoon and rubbed your jizz all over it. I seriously thought you were joking about that, but apparently I was wrong. Again," Ap grumbled, Luna now giving you a confused look.

"You saying you hated it?" you inquired, feeling that she wasn't totally pissed off at you for it.

"... it's warm," she muttered, looking away from you.

"Haha! Cum baths from now on!" you cheered, only to get a hoof jabbing into your side.

Clearing her throat to draw the attention of you and Ap, Luna said "Perhaps we should return to why we're intruding upon your dream."

"You mean it wasn't just a friendly visit to show me Ap's still alive in that thing?" you asked, having half hoped there wasn't going to be some sort of terrible news that would be broken over you.

"Unfortunately not. Let us start with some good news," Luna offered, placing a hoof on your thigh to present some additional level of comfort. "While Celestia and I were partially upset to hear that you had turned away the A-League when they came to save you, we'd learned of your time protecting Apocrita only after we had sent them to do so. We've had to accept a second such attempt to rescue you won't be applicable, but the fact that you were willing to sacrifice your own freedom for your friend, and more from what we've established, we can only say how proud of you we are," Luna established, a kindly smile showing you she was indeed glad to see you as her friend.

At the same time, Ap wrapped her forelegs around you, her face buried into your shoulder as she hugged you tight. "Thank you," she whispered gratefully, the soft words saying more with the emotion in her voice than had she chosen to shout them.

Ridding yourself of your goofy, teasing grin, you hugged her back, patting her over her wings. "It's really just my fault anyways. Were it not for me and Excalibur, new dick name that I'll explain to you later, you wouldn't be stuck like that. It'd be really shitty of me to ditch you after that all," you admitted, trying to downplay the selflessness of your actions.

"True, you ass... but the fact you still care enough about me to sacrifice your chance at freedom means the hive to me," Ap declared, not willing to let you slip out of the role of being a nice guy. Curses, that means you were going to finish last... actually, in weak horse sexual stamina world, you always did finish last. Hah!

"Indeed. And it is for this reason that Celestia and I have spoken to Cadance and Twilight about mobilizing to assist Apocrita in taking control of the hive once she emerges from her cocoon," Luna announced.

"Peace between ponies and Changelings? Damn, my dick really is responsible for uniting Equestria," you proudly declared.

"Aaaaaand sweet moment is gone. Thanks a lot, Anon," Ap groaned, releasing you from the hug, although she didn't pull away from you either.

"Hey, you fell in love with me despite knowing that, that's on you as well," you countered.

"Moving on," Luna interrupted, not wanting you and Ap to go at it again. "Have you anything else to share with us that may help in the plan to liberate the Changeling hive from Chrysalis' control?"

"Well... nothing that I think will really help... and if anything else, make it more difficult," you admitted, feeling a little tense as you thought about it.

"What'd you do now?" Ap asked, clearly not showing the same level of concern about the situation as she should have been

"I... I kinda knocked up Chrysalis and have a few eggs waiting to hatch right now," you declared. Ap didn't seem all that surprised at all about it, although Luna's wings flared out with such speed and strength you were knocked off the couch.

"You're a father!?" Luna asked, bewildered by the revelation.

"Going to be a father," Ap corrected, staring down at you. "And I'm not surprised. Every Changeling in the hive knew how you had sex with her the first time to the point of making her pass out. That alone likely did it," Ap explained, not really disturbed by the fact you had babies on the way.

"Yeah, well, Chrysalis wasn't even going to tell me about them until I came back to the hive on my own. She said she was going to use them as a reason to state that Canterlot had wrongfully kidnapped their father and demand some form of reparations," you explained as you pushed yourself off of the ground, dusting yourself off until you remembered this was a dream and had no need to do so.

"We can't believe she would do something like that with her own children," Luna gasped in shock.

"I can... but can barely stomach it," Ap growled, twisting a hoof into the dream couch. "Chrysalis is known for showing affection only to the larvae, the fact that she'd involve them in any scheme, even if only as a reason to blackmail others, makes me question how far she'd be willing to go."

"And that was what she was planning before," you interjected, taking back your spot on the couch, making it a point to wrap your arms around the two and pull them in close. "That was her plan before I came back. She... I don't know, she got almost unhinged after that. Started talking about how she thought I'd never come back to her willingly and that she never truly had anyone love her because they loved her for her. She... she felt guilty for everything she'd done to me and what she was going to do with the larvae," you elaborated, only capable of keeping yourself from wringing your hands together was the fact you had two sexy mares on either side of you, even if one was just a silhouette... also, the fact you're focused on them a mares and not simply women was a sign this world was infecting your train of thought.

"In all my time of serving her, I've never once heard of Chrysalis feeling guilt over anything," Ap stated, now truly shocked at what you had to say.

"The terrible Queen of the Changelings that has remained as one of the most feared villains in all of Equestria? We would certainly say such a concept seems impossible... although, we'd never expected Discord to become an ally, so it's not impossible," Luna considered, although she still seemed to find the idea rather incredulous herself.

"Unfortunately, that's the good news of it," you sighed, pulling them in tighter, only getting a little squirming from them in response. "Chrysalis really feels something for me now. She said I went from being little more than a pet to her to being the perfect mate, which is just fine and dandy for me I guess... but now she said she's going to wage war against Canterlot. That she'll take over all of Equestria to make you suffer for daring to take me from her"

"Did she say how?" Luna asked, all the concern of a princess whose people were now in danger rising up as she pulled herself from your hold to stare you in the eye.

"Not yet, just that she's done working in the shadows and this is going to be a very open war," you answered, wishing you'd gotten more from Chrysalis about it, but unable to do so as Chrysalis herself hadn't fully legitimized her plan yet.

"You need to let us know the moment you do learn anything," Luna insisted, placing her hooves on your shoulders to drive home how important this was.

Shrugging her off, your arm leaving Ap, you leaned forward to rest your head on your hands. "I know, I know, I just... I'm concerned for her, okay? I know I'm an asshole, but she's only like this because she thinks something of me that's not right. Plus there are kids involved and... I knew things were going to get ugly when Ap and Chitin told me that a fight for control of the hive was inevitable, but now I care about Chrysalis too. I don't want her to win, god knows I love Ap too much to even consider her losing, but... I don't want Chrysalis to die either. Curse these... these feelings I'm having!" you shouted, pounding your fists into your knees, glad you couldn't feel that.

Sighing, Ap placed a hoof on your back, rubbing it in slow, small circles that grew wider as she continued. "Oh Anon... you're a fucking moron," she stated, pushing hard to send you sprawling onto the floor. "Here you are, whining about how you fucked me into royalty, knocked up an evil queen, and want everypony to be happy, despite knowing that every time you whipped your dick out, someone was going to get fucked over," Apocrita growled, hopping off of the couch, landing on your back just as you were pushing yourself back up.

"Um, Apocrita, perhaps you should ease up a bit," Luna suggested, feeling a bit uncomfortable as she watched Ap kick your ass.

Ignoring the princess, Ap somehow flipped you onto your back, now standing on your chest as she looked down at you. "Seriously, what the fuck were you thinking!? That you can blow your load in any hole you want without consequences? That you can lead on a mare and just expect that nopony is going to get hurt?" Ap practically snarled, the impression she had her fangs bared and forked tongue flicking in your face almost palpable.

"I don't know! I was just... I didn't even like you when we first met! Then we became friends, then that became something more. I just... I don't think it's the same thing with Chrysalis, but it's not different. Maybe it's just the fact she's going to be the mother of my kids, but I can't help caring about her as well. She's not pure evil, despite what everyone thinks!" you shout back, pushing back against Ap, only for her to slam her hooves back down on you, not giving up her position.

"So that's it? You don't feel sorry for any of it? For anything you've done?" Ap asked, her voice dropping to a hush.

"... no. I wish I could say I was, because despite finding it easier to be an asshole who cares for nobody, I can't help actually giving a shit for you both. And it's because I care that I can't apologize for what I've done," you acknowledged, glaring back at Ap. You weren't sure why she was being a total asshole to you right now, but you weren't just going to roll over and die, even if you were being weighed down by these stupid things called emos... or was it emotions? Fuck them!

Ap stared down at you for a moment longer, exhaling hard through her nostrils before turning away from you. "Come on Luna, take me back to my dream," she commanded, hopping back up on the couch so she could place her hoof on Luna's.

"Are you sure? This... this isn't what we expected to happen. We really wouldn't want to leave with you two like this," Luna inquired, clearly upset that things just got heavy.

"Leave us like what?" you asked, pushing yourself off the floor, the tension gone from your body.

"Like... We're sorry, but did you two just have a fight?" Luna asked, more confused than before.

"More like a heated discussion," you replied, shrugging.

"Yeah, now lets get going. I need some concentration to think of how I'm going to kick Chrysalis' ass without killing her," Ap emphasized, giving what you knew to be a smirk.

"... you two deserve each other, you know that?" Luna groaned, holding a hoof over her eyes.

"You're damn right we do. Besides, Ap's totally bi, so she doesn't mind sharing," you state, giving a thumbs up.

"Anon, stop talking before I reconsider whose ass I'm going to kick," Ap grunted, although you could tell she wasn't all that upset.

Sticking your lower lip out in a pout, you said "So that means you're just going to leave before we can turn this into a wet dream? Luna still owes me a blowjob and you're the one that interrupted it after all."

Ap looked to Luna, who coughed a few times into her hoof and looked away. "This was... well before you two were getting involved," she said, trying to deflect the implications that she had indeed planned on blowing you.

"It's not like I really care. If anything, I suppose I'd owe it to you, not him, but you if that's what you really wanted to do. Besides, he's been sleeping with Chrysalis anyways, not like you'd offend me at this point," Apocrita assured the princess, taking her hoof off of Luna's to allow her to do as she pleased, but making no motion to join in.

"Like right now. I'm sleeping in her bed with her right now just to keep her calm, and let me tell you, that mattress is fucking amazing," you admitted, chuckling a bit until you realized the two were staring at you with apprehension. "What? That change things? No blowjob now?"

Luna opened her mouth to speak, but got a mouthful of hoof stopping her. "On the contrary, I think I'll be assisting now. Lets see if we can give Chrysalis something to wake up to," Ap stated with a mischievous tone to her voice.

Author's Note

Writing the first part of this chapter made me feel like I needed an insulin shot, and I'm not even a diabetic. Then it got a bit sour. Like a reverse Sour Patch Kid.

Anyways, I know people have been missing Ap, so I brought her back for, like, a chapter... sorta. Enjoy her, because we'll be without her again for a bit longer! Until then, enjoy the knowledge that Anon's getting a blowjob with Ap and Luna and I was too lazy to actually writing it out! Mwahahaha!

Float Like A Butterfly, Sting Like A Bee-Atch

"Be brutally honest with me, does this look stupid? I feel like it looks stupid, but at the same time, I'm feeling rather badass," you asked, tilting the crown that sat upon your head. Not just any crown, but Chrysalis' crown. The thin collection of little black stick looking things that ended in green-blue bulbs. To be honest, you thought it was part of her head for the longest time, like a collection of antennae... or a growth.

"I can't believe Queen Chrysalis gave her crown to you. Such a waste of a valuable artifact," Vespa hissed, sounding like a serpent ready to strike as she strode beside you. Her hooves made less noise than most Changelings you noticed, but that didn't really matter to you.

"Hey, she gave this to me out of love... and also got herself an even more bitching crown," you pointed out. Indeed, Chrysalis had given you her crown as a sign that you were to be her king, but also showed off a brand new crown to replace it. You had to admit, the new crown was pretty badass. It looked like a series of vines weaved together, with five large, curved blue-green thorns pointing up and inward. It looked like something out of a heavy metal album cover.

"Then her old crown should be properly disposed of, so as not to allow any inferior creature to try and use it as a symbol of authority they do not rightfully deserve," Vespa countered, not even turning to face you to drive home the comment clearly meant as a jab at you. Of course, with her current position at your side, her blind eye was the only one that really was directed at you.

Giving a mock gasp, you said "Are you doubting the wisdom of your queen? You would cast shame upon the decisions that Chrysalis has made in giving me this crown?"

Snorting, Vespa replied "I have not cast any doubt upon my queen's decisions, I only show concern that without her power, you will lose that crown and another inferior creature will lay their hooves upon it. Furthermore, you should be addressing her as Queen Chrysalis."

You frowned, finding Vespa's response to be so... emotionless? That wasn't quite it. She just didn't react with the same level of anger that Ap did, while still making clear she despised you more. This was going to be a bit of a pain, but maybe it was for the best. After all, that bitter attitude that belied a soft, sweet nature inside was part of why you loved Ap. She was like a dark chocolate Easter egg filled with marshmallow. The fact that Vespa wasn't like that meant you weren't likely to fuck her and create another queen. You were still trying to work out how to handle the two you'd be dealing with soon enough. The only thing you did know was... you really missed Easter candy now.

"Hey One-Eyed Willy, is there any candy stored in the hive at all? I'm suddenly hankering for something sweet to eat," you asked, feeling your stomach rumble at the memory of sweets.

Stopping in her tracks, Vespa turned to you, her good eye not betraying the irritation you were sure she was feeling. "Queen Chrysalis has already given me instructions not to allow you to spoil your diet. An excess of sugar would disrupt the careful balance of proteins she's already planned out for you... and also stated that processed sugars would ruin the flavor of your seed," Vespa declared, hesitant to mention certain parts, but not embarrassed in the slightest to do so. She likely didn't want to imagine Chrysalis gulping your jizz down like a milkshake on a hot summer day.

"Wasn't aware she was that picky about how my cum tasted, but I am a sex god, and so it is my duty to be the most pleasurable I can for those lucky enough to taste my divine seed upon their tongues," you stated proudly, wishing that you still had your post-breakfast boner, but alas, too much time had past.

"I have no desire to talk about your sexual acts. Let's just keep going to the nursery," Vespa requested, not waiting for you to respond as she turned back and started forward.

"Hey, you're the one that started talking about my baby batter. I think you're just trying to mask your desire to see my meat mushroom. If you ask, I'll gladly show you, give you a sneak peek as to what the statue will look like one day," you teased, although you were serious at the same time.

Damn, now you were thinking about your penis statue. What did you want it made out of? Marble? Granite? No wait, gold! And it'd have to be more of a fountain, firing out champagne! Or maybe cream for a better visual? Probably, cause otherwise it'd look more like piss. It was a good thing to get these thoughts out of the way before you had the temple dedicated to your holy shaft... of course, that was the back up plan, if you couldn't get Apocrita to win over Chrysalis and keep your standing. Unless Apocrita planned on deifying you as well. You really should ask her about her plans for the hive.

You realized Vespa was merely staring at you at this point. "What? Too much? Not enough? Probably not enough," you asked, trying to figure out why she was staring at you.

"Just waiting for you to finish speaking so we can continue to the nursery, unless you have changed your mind," Vespa answered, twisting her hoof into the floor as she spoke.

"No, I'm good, lets keep going. I want to see my babies and start figuring out what to name them before they hatch," you stated, something about the sentence making you shudder, but another part made you warm. This whole thing was real fucked up. You also needed to keep your new guard away from your room. Chitin knew about everything inside, so returning to your room was fine with him around, but Vespa was going to be a problem. Even returning to your room for the night would be a danger now, but you also needed to check in on Ap every so often. You blamed Chitin for worming his way out of acting duty.

Hissing softly as you took the lead, Vespa said "For your sake, don't bother naming them all. Most broods have a tendency to be cut in at least half as the larvae consume each other for nutrients."

You went wide-eyed, stopping once more, only for Vespa to now nudge you back into motion, apparently not willing to wait this time. "Bullshit, I've been in there twice now, I didn't see any larvae eating each other. You're just fucking with me," you retorted, although a very real fear was rising in your chest.

"That's only because you weren't around for a hatching. Newborns often give into their immediate hunger, and the embryonic fluids of the egg still coat one another. This marks each as being weaker than the older larvae, and so they prey upon those of their own brood. Usually one larva will eat one other, but those with a greater aptitude will often eat a little more. I would know, three of my siblings became my first meal," Vespa stated. The most disturbing fact was that she said it without malice or regret. She didn't feel one way or another about the fact she had coldly devoured others to sate her own infantile hunger, just that it was a fact that it happened.

"That's some fucked up shit," you whined, your legs suddenly feeling a lot heavier as you turned the corner toward the nursery. Why was all the super dark stuff about these guys the stuff they seemed to downplay the most? Heavens forbid Pharynx fucking with you about laying eggs in your anus made you think that they'd eat their way out... maybe not give them that idea.

"It's nature. Rumor has it that Queen Chrysalis herself had devoured her entire brood, signalling the vast and overwhelming potential one single larva could possibly have. I do not believe in rumors, but fact would remain that as the offspring of our glorious queen, her brood will likely present some very hungry young," Vespa acknowledged, a slight, twisted smile tugging at her lips, mostly as she seemed to consider how great Chrysalis was.

Pushing the door open, you ignored the vast number of hissing maggot monsters that started crawling in your direction as you waltzed in. You still wanted to stomp on some of the little buggers, but knowing that your own kids were going to look like that, you had to push down the desire and stomach their abominable faces.

"Yeah, well, I'll be there when they hatch, and I'll hug them all and give them love they can feed on and they'll all be alive! So fuck you and your fucked up notion of fratricidal cannibalism!" you shouted, apparently scaring a few of the larvae as you stomped forth. Yes, big words had a tendency of scaring the small minded.

"I'm doubtful a creature such as yourself possesses enough love to feed an entire brood like that," Vespa snorted as she stood near the door for a moment, letting some of the worm babies wiggle into her legs.

Rolling your eyes, you walked as far out as you needed to get beneath the spot where Chrysalis had pointed out your brood. As you looked up to inspect the eggs, you replied "Says you. I made Chrysalis healthy with my dick alone, imagine how much I can give with my heart... fuck, that sounded corny... give me a boost."

Vespa stared at you, simply watching as you spread your arms out like a child waiting to be lifted by their parent. Eventually though, she recognized that you weren't kidding and growled, buzzing her wings as she flew over to you, catching you under the arms with her forelegs, the serrations not cutting into you, but catching on your shirt as she lifted you up.

As you came closer to the eggs, now able to reach out and touch them, confirming the warmth you felt the first time, Vespa asked "If this is true... then why have you not given our queen the love in your heart? Truly she would benefit more from a proper, heartfelt feeding than simply the scraps of your lust, especially if you truly loved her so much that you would return to her?"

Shit. You hadn't even thought about that. Chrysalis probably hadn't thought much about it if only because she was happy with the belief that you had willingly come back to her. You'd apparently been unintentionally feeding Ap some of your true love, or whatever sappy shit you wanted to call it, so you weren't sure if you could willingly present it. If not, the fact you hadn't been feeding Chrysalis anymore was probably looking very bad right now.

You decided to bullshit it and said "I'm saving it for marriage, of course! I can't let her have a taste of the good stuff until we're official, otherwise she might just be using me. The sex was an obvious test of whether she was using for me for my lovely body, and she was sorta walking the line there."

Vespa's chest rumbled against your back as she growled. "You would dare to question the sincerity of our queen's feelings? She may be the queen of deceivers, but if she gives you her word, then she speaks the truth," Vespa declared, her forked tongue flicking against the back of your neck as she hissed.

Without skipping a beat, you answered "Why not? You certainly seem to be doubting her decisions lately." That seemed to shut Vespa up, not even offering a retort to defend herself. Smirking in victory, you began to look over the various eggs, giving them the proper attention they deserved.

"Let's see... I think you'll be Hopper, you'll be Molt, you'll be Flea, you'll be Bugsy, you'll be El Presidente, you'll be-"

"El Presidente?" Vespa asked, her silence quickly broken when you decided to grant a more peculiar name.

"Oh, right, you're a monarchy, presidents don't exist in your world," you stated, ignoring the more obvious change in language. "Actually... fuck, all of your civilizations in this world are focused around monarchies and shit, aren't they? You fucking commies don't understand democracy at all" you chastised the mini-horse world's lack of voting and proud tradition of elected leaders.

"I'm aware of these words, the smaller settlements in Equestria do vote for their leaders you know," Vespa corrected.

"Not nearly enough! Mayors and such can only do so much! It's all about princes and princesses, kings and queens, lords and ladies! How is that a way to determine your leader? By having them born into the role? What merits have they proven that they deserve to be in charge!?" you shouted, nearly punching your hand out in rage, but stopping yourself in case you'd hit one of the eggs.

"I can't speak for the ponies, but you've surely heard of how one queen will be deposed by another. The superior one will take charge," the elite Changeling defended her species' way of deciding their leaders.

"Physically! There's no proof that they truly have what it takes to lead! Just a bunch of biological factors that make one better in body, but not in mind!" you roared, feeling the patriotic side of you rising up, even if you thought all politicians were a bunch of lying, thieving crooks that did nothing more than swindle money out of the ill-informed and... wait, why were you defending your political system again?

"Do not infer that our queen is not deserving of the position she is in," Vespa hissed, her breath feeling hotter on your neck now.

"Yet you're questioning me being her mate, and thus your king! So clearly you are questioning her!" you argued still... hold up, you were benefiting from the monarchy system. You were about to marry into money, power, and prestige. If not with Chrysalis, then with Apocrita... you think. You hadn't thought about where your relationship was going to go, but even so... this wasn't the best idea.

"... you know, Queen Chrysalis only wants me to protect you," Vespa stated, her voice calmer, less agitated, yet still menacing. "She never said anything about putting up with your behavior."

Before you could question what she meant about that, you felt two long fangs dig into the side of your neck, like surgical needles that seemed to pierce without tearing at your flesh. It wasn't particularly painful, but it made you want to scream regardless... yet you found you couldn't, as your jaw and throat seemed to go slack, all tension in the muscle just falling apart. In fact, were you not being lifted by Vespa, you'd have likely fallen to the ground, your limbs like noodles.

Lowering you to the ground, Vespa gently laid you out, leaving you prone on the floor with your head tilted to the side. "It would appear you're surprised... I'm not certain, your expression is hard to read," the elite observed, lowering her head so that her good eye was in your line of sight. You wanted to crack back at her that it must be hard for her to read anything with one eye, but again, your body was limp, letting you only let out a weak gurgling noise. "A little paralytic venom to calm the nerves. It varies from Changeling to Changeling, but I in particular have quite the potent dose. I imagine Apocrita hasn't bothered with her less effective venom," Vespa explained, her words not so much a boast as a declaration of hard facts... you still wanted to tell her off.

As you tried to glare at her for this indignity, you noticed something crawling into sight... oh... oh no. Oh FUCK NO! Larvae! You were still in the nursery and those little buggers were crawling toward you! You tried to lift yourself up, but again, there was no strength in your limbs. A panicked gurgle left your throat, but nothing more as one of the more adventurous little vermin approached your face, hissing at you.

"You came here to get in touch with your children to be. Perhaps this would be a good opportunity to best learn how to bond with young Changelings. I'm sure you've noticed how they tend to collect in our holes. Seeing as you do not have them in your limbs, I bet they'll get a bit... creative," Vespa stated, only now allowing herself to sneer at you as the larva began to crawl for your open mouth.

Fuck. This. Bitch.

Author's Note

And so a look into the mind of Vespa has been allowed. I also find myself constantly world building upon the Changelings that have no real merit with stuff that happens in the show. Religion, biology, culture, etc. Not that I've seen anybody mind it, it's just the sort of stuff that makes it more fun to look at these things and be like "Ah, that's why you behave that way", ya know?

Also loving the support for Ap still, although the die hard Chrysalis fans are appreciated as well!

Mother Of All Problems

"The fuck do you mean there's nothing there!?" you shouted, looking at Chitin angrily as he inspected your neck.

"I thought I was rather clear with my explanation. There are no wounds, puncture marks, anything that would indicate you've been bitten," Chitin replied, taking a step back and turning to Chrysalis and Vespa, the former looking at you with mild amusement and the latter stoic professionalism.

After the paralysis finally wore off, you stormed into the throne room and demanded that Chitin be brought forth to fix your wounds and make sure you didn't have any crazy side effects, like permanent dick limpness, which was quickly proven to not be a problem for you as Chrysalis made a comment about how she wouldn't be able to live without your hard cock, which sure enough got you erect. Chrysalis and Vespa stood back while Chitin had inspected you upon your throne, which you were wondering about since Chrysalis wanted you to join her on her throne now.

"But she bit me! She made me go limp and let larvae crawl all over me, and in some cases in me! I can still feel Hot Dog on my tongue!" you shouted, trying to feel for the wound you knew had to be there, but coming up with nothing.

Walking toward you slowly, a slight smile on her face, Chrysalis said "My sweet Anon, I'm well aware that Vespa bit you. She has the most powerful muscle relaxing venom in the hive, with the favorable side effect of leaving no traces of injection. It's what made her one of my most capable kidnappers in the field... also, Hot Dog?"

"He tasted like a hot dog, I named him Hot Dog, that's a royal decree," you stated, crossing your arms over your chest to show how firm you were about that.

"You can't make royal decrees yet," Vespa pointed out.

You stuck your tongue out at the tall, yet still shorter than you, Changeling, then looked back to Chrysalis. "So if you knew she bit me, why is she not in a pillory right now? She should have her head bound while I dickslap her! Face the fury of Vlad the Impaler!... or should it be Vlad the Slapper? I dunno, still gotta workshop that one," you considered, surprised in yourself for not having a proper name for your penis when it came to cockslapping.

"First, nopony will get to touch your penis but me, not even for the sake of a punishment," Chrysalis declared, giving you a firm look that said she basically owned your cock, but more so in the way that said she expected you to be faithful. "Second, her venom is but a part of the reason I chose Vespa to look after you. With your current diet and your persistent erections, I was afraid that maybe you'd be facing an excess of... muscle tension. I believed that if it were ever necessary, Vespa could provide you with some of her venom to relax your body. I am aware of how sensitive and... large a target your stallionhood is when you're aroused," Chrysalis explained, knowing how to make a point of why giving you a guard that would bite you wouldn't be the end of the world. Curse her wonderful silver tongue, pleasing your ego in so many ways.

"Doesn't explain why she had to bite me except being petty," you grumbled, turning your head away like a petulant child.

"No... no it doesn't," Chrysalis admitted, turning to face the elite guard. "Vespa, I knew at some point you were likely to use that to your advantage. As much as I love Anon, I am aware of the effect he has on my elites, especially those that do not see his charm as I do. I'm well aware of how Apocrita bit him earlier in their tenure together," the Changeling Queen stated, her words icy cold as she was instilling a sense of dread in Vespa over her actions, but that didn't bother you.

Chrysalis knew for a fact that Ap bit you, despite her apparent claim that she had accepted your lie. Not that it was the most complicated lie in the world, but it meant that she really couldn't blame Vespa, whose bite wasn't as bad damage wise Ap's, without casting blame on the cocooned guard as well. Maybe you were overthinking things, but if you leaned too much into it, Chrysalis might recognize your bias toward Ap, which would lead to some other issues.

Vespa's ears folded back as she cast her good eye down on the ground in shame. "I apologize, Queen Chrysalis... and soon to be King Anon. I surrendered myself to a moment of weakness that I do not have the right to. Please, punish me however you see fit. If need be, I will gladly offer my own head for you to feast upon, may it bring you the energy and nutrients you need to fuel your love making," Vespa apologized, not even really sounding regretful of her actions, but the fact she lowered head like someone was about to lop it off threw you for a loop.

"Jesus Christ, I don't want you dead, just punished a little. It's like Chrysalis said, Ap did it before, she just didn't paralyze me and unintentionally turn me onto the sweet, delicious meaty taste of Changeling larva," you grunted, hopping off of your throne and walking forward, looking between the elite and Chrysalis.

"You're most kind Anon. As royalty, any such slight should be grounds for instant execution, but since we have not wed yet, I suppose we can let this slip and pass off a less severe punishment," Chrysalis stated, extending her wing so that she could gently caress your arm with it. Looking back to Vespa, she flicked her tongue out, eyes narrowing with as she regarded her. "Honestly though, I should have known you'd do something like that so soon after I entrusted my sweet Anon to you. It would explain why Apocrita had the audacity to do the same."

You lifted your brow in confusion at Chrysalis' remark. "What's that supposed to mean? Why would Ap biting me have anything to do with her?" you asked, looking down at the still bowing Changeling.

"Ah, I forgot to mention it before, but didn't want to make it seem like I looked down on Apocrita," Chrysalis realized, shaking her head at her own apparent faux pas. "You see, while Apocrita is indeed a valiant elite guard, I do have quite a few of them. What made her stand out above all the others was that she comes from a line of my absolute most loyal and capable elites."

"... no... no fucking way," you muttered as you started to assemble the pieces.

Smiling in open amusement at your realization, Chrysalis lifted a hoof to raise up Vespa's head, allowing you to see her eyes once more. "Anon, allow me to reintroduce Vespa, elite guard and mother of Apocrita."

As Vespa stared at you with her good eye and Chrysalis seemed to almost shine with the enjoyment of surprising you with such a revelation, you openly gaped, lips smacking together a few times and only getting out a few guttural groans as you attempted to speak. It felt like your throat was swelling shut as you tried to process this new information. This was fucking you up. Bad. You needed to recover and formulate... a plan? Why? She was Ap's mom, that's all. But you needed to consider what this meant still.

Looking around the room for something, you remembered that Chitin was still there. Quickly, you grabbed the Changeling around the midsection, tucking him under your arm like a thing of baggage, then turned and ran for the throne room door. "Going to take a shit, bringing Chitin for company, boys only!" you shouted behind you, leaving Chrysalis and Vespa looking at you in confusion.

Before you exited the room, you could hear Vespa remark "Stallions, always going to the bathroom together."

"What the fuck am I supposed to do, Chitin? I didn't know that was Ap's mom. Hell, I thought Ap's mom was, like... dead or something, I don't know," you groaned, holding your head in your hands. You weren't supposed to give a shit about stuff like this, but considering Ap actually meant something to you, it did!

"Apocrita is a fairly young elite guard, it would stand to reason that her mother would be alive. In fact, her grandmother, Vespidae, would still be alive had she not taken on that assignment to steal dragon eggs. She was caught and executed by the Dragon Lord himself," Chitin stated, surprising you with the level of insight he had on Ap's family history. Noticing the curious look on your face, Chitin added "As stated, Apocrita has one of the most well known lineages. While many Changelings may go their entire lives without knowing anything of their parenthood, Apocrita has a noticeable family history of elites. Some expected Queen Chrysalis to end the bloodline to prevent a potential rival, but they are also one of the most loyal of them all."

"How loyal are we talking here? Cause, like, I don't want to fuck with Ap's mom... unless it's fucking her mom, cause now she's moving into potential MILF status here, but if she's loyal to Chrysalis, how's that going to play out with Ap potentially becoming a queen herself?" you asked, furrowing your brow in concentration and concern.

A look of unease overcame Chitin as he looked away from you, which was already a bad sign. "Tradition indicates that Changelings will not interfere in a duel of queens, it proves an insult to either to indicate that they would need help. That does not qualify for finding and destroying queen cocoons. On those grounds alone, so long as Vespa does not find out about the cocoon, she will not interfere," he stated, although you could tell by his tone that he seemed to be forcing that out as the good thing.

"... and if she finds out about the cocoon?"

Sighing, Chitin answered "She'll destroy it without question. Apocrita had brother in her brood that was also unique and was becoming an elite. He failed a mission that would have granted the hive absolute control over a new pony settlement. For his failure, Chrysalis ordered his execution. Vespa, without being asked, took on the role of executioner to reclaim the honor she felt her offspring had besmirched for failing her queen so gravely. It stands to reason she would do the same to Apocrita."

Groaning once more, you let your head fall into your hands. "We're fucked. We're so royally fucked," you moaned.

"You have been, yes. Although I do not see the full scale of why this matters so much, when we could instead carry on like nothing has changed," Chitin stated, tilting his head curiously. Then he added "Or why we had to have this discussion in your room... with you on the toilet."

After some bitching, you had gotten Chrysalis to transform the hole in your floor that served as your restroom into an actual toilet, complete with some sort of swamp flower underlining the lid that masked the scent of your excrement. It was upon this very toilet right now that you were seated, pants around your ankles with Chitin staring at you.

"Because I said I was going to take a shit. I've done enough lying as of late that I'd like to tell the truth whenever possible," you replied, finally standing up to begin wiping, courtesy of some toilet paper stolen from the ponies. "And we're fucked because if this is really Ap's mom, then surely she'll recognize how unusual it is for her to be missing, or even your behavior once you take on the role again."

"You... you seem to be overestimating the maternal instinct that Vespa has for her offspring. To her, they were always extensions of herself that existed to serve Queen Chrysalis and the hive as a whole. She probably has more knowledge of her own daughter as her teacher than as her mother, although admittedly I did see her smile once when Apocrita was raised to the rank of elite guard, with her claiming that she was pleased to have successfully brought forth a worthy successor," Chitin explained, now starting to tick you off a bit with all the information he knew.

"How do you know so much about Ap and her family? You two a thing once? You have feelings for her? Bitch, do we need to fight!? Let's take this outside!" you declared, yanking your pants back up as you let yourself get angry.

Shaking his head, Chitin took your shouting in stride and replied "I know about her primarily because of her mother. I was the one that treated her eye when it went blind. It's actually a fairly interesting case, you see-"

Before Chitin could continue, there was a knocking on the room door. "Anon, Chitin, are you two finished in there? Queen Chrysalis wishes to discuss the terms of my punishment with you so that you may find them to your liking," Vespa said through the door.

You panicked for a moment, looking up at the poorly hidden cocoon hanging in the corner of your room. If the door opened, she wouldn't immediately see it, but you didn't want to take that chance. Quickly rushing over to the door, you opened it just barely enough so that you could get through sideways, only to forget you still had one of those magic boners and hit it against the door. You quickly fell to the floor, holding yourself as a silent scream left you.

Unfortunately, the maneuver had knocked the door open completely, sending it bouncing against the wall. Fortunately, Vespa's attention fell solely to you, giving Chitin just the time needed to run over and shut the door, staying inside the room while you and your new guard remained outside of it.

Vespa's eye flicked toward the door, a slight frown appearing on her muzzle. "Chitin, get out here and attend to Anon, he appears to have hurt his stallionhood. I will not disappoint Queen Chrysalis again with this injury," Vespa commanded, her tone giving no room for argument.

"I'm good," you replied weakly, your voice escaping like air from a pinched balloon. "Just kiss it and make it better."

"I will not do that. Queen Chrysalis has made it explicitly clear that your genitals are for her alone to touch," Vespa declined, her eye narrowing at you. "And even if she was to permit such a thing, I would refrain from touching you in any such way."

Your ego was wounded now, in more ways than one. You looked up at the elite guard, pouting and giving your best puppy dog eyes, trying to convince her otherwise... wait, was this the best idea? Ignoring the fact Chrysalis would be furious, this was also Ap's mom. She probably wouldn't be happy if you were trying to get her mom to touch your dick... but that's what made it all the more appealing.

Perhaps for the better, Vespa ignored your outstretched lower lip, grabbing you by the collar with her mouth, then flipping you with astounding grace onto her back. "We will go to Queen Chrysalis first. If she decides such situations were ever permissible, then I may reconsider, but for now, even thinking about such things are off limits. We clear?" she warned you, apparently budging minutely on the situation.

"Deal... now please... my penis hurts," you whined as Vespa carried you off. This was going to get even more complicated.

Author's Note

What a twist!... maybe, we'll see how you all react to this. Honestly, the reaction to Vespa biting Anon was far more... aggressive than I had expected, especially since Ap started off somewhat the same way. And now you know why. So enjoy wrapping your minds around this revelation and what it means for Anon.

You Must Be This Big To Ride Ap's Mom

"This is embarrassing," Vespa stated, able to restrain the desire to growl or hiss at you, but the contempt obvious in her tone as she spoke.

"What are you talking about, this is amazing. My dick is absolutely rigid right now," you declared, grinding your hips to better show your excitement.

Despite her obvious intentions to not show any strain under your motions, Vespa had to grunt as she dealt with the weight of your body bearing down on her. "I can tell, it's digging into me at this point. If you could just stop moving and let me do as I need to, I might be able to make it out of this with some of my dignity intact," the elite requested, knowing she couldn't command you to stop.

Blowing a raspberry, you replied "You should be honored. I haven't even done this with Chrysalis yet, and she was the only Changeling I thought large enough to handle it. You're just big enough to take it. And I'll have you know that I've got a fan club that wishes they could be in your position."

"Considering how big you are, they'd have to be masochists to enjoy this... which may be the case," Vespa conceded, sighing as she accepted that this was happening.

All innuendo aside, you were not currently riding Vespa in the way that left you with an awkward conversation with Ap later about how you fucked her mom, but rather rode her in the literal sense... which would also leave you with an awkward conversation with Ap later about treating her mom like a beast of burden... you weren't sure which would have been better.

Regardless, since you had come to Equestria, you had yet to do what should have been done and ride one of the residents of this world as you were so accustomed to in your own. Most ponies, Changelings included, were simply too small to handle the stress of your weight, and those that were large enough were royalty that would find it unbecoming to let you do... but apparently totally fine with you delivering a hot load of human spunk whenever you damn felt like it.

Vespa, being just a bit bigger than most ponies, and a strong elite of the hive, was barely able to handle your weight, and tall enough that as long as you lifted your legs up, your feet wouldn't drag along the ground. It was for that reason that you had chosen her punishment was to allow you to ride her for an entire day. You had waited until the very next day to make use of it in full... also, Chrysalis kissing your penis boo-boo better eventually devolved into a full on facefucking, but that was obviously going to happen from the start.

"Where exactly do you want me to take you anyways?" Vespa asked, looking back at you.

"No clue, I was just going to have you take me around the hive until you collapsed, that ways I could later tease Ap by saying that I rode her mother till she couldn't stand. You know, fuck with her mind a bit," you stated proudly at your full proof plan of messing with your... you know, you still had to establish just what you two were.

"Who is Ap?" Vespa asked, not even looking back at you now.

"Ap... Apocrita... how... how many kids do you have that have A and P right next to each other?" you asked, feeling your heart sink a little at how she couldn't make that sort of observation.

"Ah, yes, Apocrita. Never heard anypony refer to her as such... no, that's not true. There was another Changeling that tried to do so once, dimwit that didn't like more than two syllable names. She was still small back then, just having undergone metamorphosis, and he was larger... dislocated his jaw with one kick that took a week to heal," Vespa recalled, a glimmer of pride hiding in her otherwise uncaring tone.

Smiling, you reached and placed your hand under one of her ears, giving it a light scratching. Her ear flicked once at the attention, seemingly in pleasure, until you found her rearing back, almost throwing you off of her. Her head twisted, showing you her good eye once more in a bright, almost glowing yellow glare.

"Never, EVER, do that again! Your affection, even in the slightest, is a gift that belongs only to Queen Chrysalis, and I will not be party to any illicit exchanges of that commodity!" Vespa roared, planting her forelegs on the ground again, but leaving her eye on you. You were fearful for a moment... then angry, brows knitting together as you pointed a finger in her face, actually getting it just below her good eye.

"What the fuck is it with you horse-bugs thinking that love is something that comes in limited supplies! Maybe in your crazy magic pony world it's something you can gobble up until nothing is left, but where I come from... well, it might be in short supplies there as well at times... but that's because people are assholes. We have things called hippies, who are all about free love, and while I like throwing my coffee at them every time I see them preaching on the street corners about it, they're right in that everyone can love everyone else if they chose! And you know what? I actually fucking like this place. I actually enjoy being around all you creepy bugs, cause you can be kinda metal at times, so you'll be damn sure that I could feed this whole fucking place on my own if I damn well had the chance!" you bellowed, not letting your eyes leave hers.

The intensity of your words hit her rather hard, the stern compounded orb widening for a moment, but she recovered quickly to narrow it again. "And if you can't? If you drain yourself of all your love in one go? Then Queen Chrysalis loses her greatest source of nourishment, a source of power that she can use to fuel her conquest of Equestria that would truly feed our hive forever. So while you believe yourself capable of feeding our hive by yourself, the fact that you won't even give our queen a taste of true love until you've been wed makes me doubt that. Makes me doubt you," Vespa retorted, twisting her head back away from you, letting a satisfied groan out as a kink that had apparently worked its way into her neck from looking back at you out. You questioned how that worked with exoskeletons, but that wasn't your primary concern.

Fuming, you let your legs drop so your feet were on the ground, pushing yourself off of her back so you could circle around to her front, not done with the eyes-to-eye contact. "What's your problem with me? Why are you so against what I could do here? Chrysalis trusts me. Chrysalis LOVES me. The hive loves me! I'm not asking you to love me, but just accept that they do," you stated, probably getting the most seriously angry with this Changeling than you had the entire rest of your time in the hive.

Her upper lip trembling in a restrained snarl, Vespa spat back "Because you admit it yourself. They love you. Love that they need to survive. You make them weaker than they should be. You dull them, making them lose the edge that they'll need to survive. If I feel that you push it further, if you bring them to the point they will ruin themselves over your childish desires and actions, I will kill you. I will gladly take on the ire of my queen and besmirch the honor of my lineage because when she kills me for what I have done, I will die knowing I kept her safe. I kept the hive safe, from you."

You felt you nostrils flare as this hardheaded bug-pony wouldn't budge. There was a part of you that admired her conviction, even if it was completely warped. Choking down a shout of frustration, you walked back around her and mounted up again. "Take me to Chrysalis. Now," you ordered.

Not moving, Vespa looked back and asked "Why? So you can tell her what I said?"

"No. My dick is as hard as your head right now and I can't facefuck you in anger, so I need her to take care of it," you answered, words stern despite the almost hilariousness of the line.

Groaning, Vespa started forward. "I wouldn't do this if it wasn't for the fact this would provide her with some nutrition."

"Protein, yeah," you joked, trying to keep the firm tone, but failing. "Seriously though, I've never had a hate fuck before, but after this, I think we're going to want to have a talk before Chrysalis and I bone from now on."

"I regret ever opening my mouth," Vespa moaned, letting her otherwise high held head droop in regret.

"Chrysalis won't. All this pent up frustration is going straight to her mouth... and ass, and pussy, and a few other holes," you openly declared, finding that this was the true punishment here.

One thorough Chrysalis-mounting marathon later, you walked out of the throne room on wobbly legs, a prominent smile on your face. Angry sex was a whole different level of primal you were going to want to try out again, something you'd have to thank Vespa for.

Speaking of, the elite guard was perched outside the throne room doors, looking at you, unable to prevent the twitching of her eye. Surprisingly though, there were no other guards around.

"Where are the other guys?" you asked, looking down the tunnels for them.

"I dismissed them once they started having sex. Particularly when they tried having sex with me. I would not fault them for it, considering our queen's pheromones, but I would have none of it when we are supposed to be defending her, not indulging ourselves," Vespa answered, slowly rising to her hooves. You noticed that she had left a rather large puddle beneath her.

"Hah! You got wet! Even the great and stoic Vespa can't resist the effects of Anon, the God of Sex," you declared proudly, lightly beating your fists on your chest like a victorious ape.

"I got like this because of my queen, not you," she corrected, regaining her composure so that she wouldn't even glare at you.

"And she did because of me... which reminds me, we'll probably want to send some guards to move her back to her room. She is not getting up for a while," you stated. Pausing for a moment, you thought it over and added "And clean her up. We made a mess in there and she couldn't even get herself out of it."

"We can inform the nearest guards to do so. Hop on," she instructed, apparently remembering well enough she was supposed to be your transport for the day. She'd probably enjoy it now, seeing as your dick was just inside her queen and would now be pressing against her back.

Not about to pass up another pony ride, you climbed onto Vespa's back, although you found it harder to keep your legs elevated now. "Anyways, now that I've got the anger and arousal out of me for now, its time we had another talk," you stated as Vespa started carrying you off, dealing with your toes occasionally dragging along the ground.

"If all of our conversations are going to end in you going to my queen for sexual release, it may be best if we not talk anymore," Vespa stated, almost making you laugh. You were sure it wasn't a joke, but it felt like it could be.

"Really? Cause I plan on talking to you before every sex session now. I'm sure Chrysalis loves it as well," you stated, yours definitely a joke, but the queen's pleased babbles were a sign it was also true. You bet she could hear those through the door. "Seriously though, you don't like me and I get pissed at you very easily, but I want this to work out, or it'll be really hard to talk to Ap about how her mom is such a colossal bitch."

There was a moment's hesitation in Vespa's step, almost impossible to notice, but you registered it. "Why do you care what my offspring feels about our interactions instead of what my queen does?" she asked, turning her head not to look at you, but to look down some of the corridors as you passed them. You imagined some of the Changelings had cleared out when they felt the pheromones, wanting to have an orgy, but under strict orders to be at work.

"If Chrysalis learns that you don't like me, she'll just disembowel you and feast upon your innards, then we'll be done with this whole thing. She won't care how I'll feel about it, not that much at least. Ap on the other hand would probably be upset and pissed at me, cause I know she'll blame me for it, that we can't get along... and if you get devoured," you stated, leaning forward a bit. You could tell this irritated Vespa, with more of your body directly touching hers, but you were tired.

"Apocrita will not care. I taught her to focus solely on the needs of the hive, not her own personal emotions," Vespa replied, the idea that you were involving her daughter clearly odd to her.

"Well I have an effect on people, particularly ponies and pony-bugs apparently. Ap was my first guard, as well as my first friend. Sure, I've made friends with Chitin and Pharynx since, but she's my best friend. I want to make sure that when she's back in this position, preferably me riding her as well, that she won't be upset," you tried to explain, trying to drive this point home to your valiant steed.

"Then you underestimate my da- offspring and her resolve toward the hive. I did not train her because I laid her egg, but because I saw the intention to do everything she can for the betterment of our species. She embodies the same desire our legacy has carried for generations. Such an intention would not be shaken so easily by a creature like you," Vespa countered. You noticed the slip of her tongue, the fact she was going to say daughter, but then changed it. You already got that the whole 'maternal instinct' thing didn't come easily, or almost at all, to this mare, but unless she was actively working against it, she was feeling something. And whatever that something was, that's what you wanted to drag out of her.

"Well regardless, be you her mother, her sensei, her grand poobah, I need things to work between us. And if that's not enough for you, which it damn well should be, then think of it this way. You might be willing to die for Chrysalis and the hive, but you can do something way more brave that will mean a hell of a lot more for all of them," you offered, tantalizing her with a glorious piece of bait that paled only in comparison to your juicy man meat.

As expected, Vespa took the lure, tilting her head just enough in your direction to ask "What would that be?"

"Live for them!" you shouted, actually making her wince from the volume, especially with your mouth so close to her ear now. "Keep on living for them so you can keep finding threats against them all. Things worse than me."

"I'm not sure if there is anything worse than you," Vespa spat back, turning her eye forward once more.

"Maybe, can't say I totally disagree," you acknowledged, pushing yourself into a more upright riding position. "But what if you're wrong? Chrysalis needs good Changelings that care about the hive. That's what makes you and Ap so similar and thus so hard for me to hate your guts all the way through. The only real difference I'm seeing is that she can see the good I can do for the hive, and you... well, you can only see half of what she does," you snickered, unable to resist the obvious joke at Vespa's expense. She still deserved it as far as you were concerned.

"You think eye jokes will really help me see things your way?"

"I think that even with that blind eye of yours, you should be able to see that I'm right," you stated, trying to be earnest, even though your inclination to making jokes at other's expenses wasn't helping.

Vespa remained quiet for a moment, walking past numerous corridors without a word being said. You rolled your eyes, wondering why it was so difficult for her to just accept what was obviously right in front of her. You were going to say something, when you two finally turned a corner that had some Changelings in it.

Striding toward them with intent to finally get somepony to go clean up the throne room, Vespa finally answered "I see more than you think. More than I'd care to recognize. Because with the feelings I have about you bringing down the hive and making us weaker, I also recognize that this war, this drive to finally take control of the ponies, is because you're fueling my queen's intentions... and that you came back of your own free will."

Author's Note

Hippies are not homeless people, Anon does not support the abuse of the less fortunate. He does support hippy ass kicking though.

Additionally, I know that some will be upset I didn't write out the whole Chrysalis sex scene, just as I didn't write the Luna/Ap blowjob thing. To be fair, this isn't really a clopfic. The sex scenes so far have had a literary importance. Anon issuing his command over Chrysalis, Anon fucking Ap into queenhood, and Anon distracting Chrysalis.

How I Met Your Mother

You blinked, looking around as you saw... nothing. Pure and utter nothingness. Simply a black void that stretched out in all directions, You remembered this place. It was that spot inside of you. The dark, inky black spot of your negative emotions. The place you went to whenever you were reminded of all the things you did wrong and considered all the things you'd continue to do wrong. A place that even the kind, loving words that those who cared for you could not reach. A place that-

"Anon, so glad to get a hold of you before you started another one of your... unique dreams," Luna stated, flying in before you with a smile on her face.

Oh, never mind. You were simply sleeping and had yet to start dreaming. Okay, good, forget the whole dark place thing then.

"Hey Moonpie, what's up? Couldn't wait to see me tonight? Wanted another tasted of my meatpop so soon? Cause I thought you ponies were herbivores, but you were eating my dick up like-" you greeted, quickly rambling into the sexual circumstances that had ended your last encounter, only to quickly get one of Luna's wingtips stuffed into your mouth.

"Please, we... we do not regret that by any means, but that is not what we wish to be thinking about right now," Luna stated, her face reddening at the thought.

Smiling, you placed a hand on the wing and gently moved it away. "Hey, I get it, it was a very odd thing... after all, as princess, I expect you've never met anyone that can work their tongue better than you, but damn, Ap was wild with that. Like, it was a wrestling match and she had you pinned!" you laughed out, earning you a smack to the head with Luna's wing.

Snorting, Luna tried to regain her composure, stiffening her posture to help enforce that regal authority of hers. "Speaking of Apocrita, I came to pick you up. It's time I take you to somepony else's dream for once," she declared, legitimately surprising you.

"Really? Who we visiting? We going to Celestia's dream to surprise her and maybe make her wake up missing me some more? Or perhaps to Twilight's dream so I can fuck with her at last? Oh, oh! We'll got to Chrysalis' dream so you and I can double team her, fucking her so hard mentally that she'll think that her best option from this point on will be for her to join up with you and I for a menage a trois, thus curbing her desire to destroy Canterlot and potentially save everyone the trouble of war?" you suggested, getting hyped up at the idea of invading somebody else's dreams for once. You were certainly tired of Luna constantly judging you for yours. So what if you had one or two... or twelve dreams where you railed all the female royalty of the land with an unending boner?

Luna seemed hesitant to respond, the implications of what you just said clearly toiling in her mind. "You... that is quite the plan you came up with," Luna finally stated, looking at you curiously.

"What can I say, I have a gift for these sort of things. The whole plan to take Ponyville was just off the top of my head, among others I may or may not have suggested to Chrysalis by accident," you replied with a shrug.

"You're... you're making it really difficult to try and side with you and claim you're the victim in these proceedings, you know that, right?" Luna asked with a sigh, shaking her head as she remembered just how... illogically devious and counterproductive your mind could work for your own freedom.

"Yeah, I know. Now come on, where are we going?" you asked, brushing past the awkwardness of the situation you had created.

"Well, if it wasn't clear by the fact we mentioned this after you mentioned Apocrita, it will be her dream we are going to," Luna stated, enveloping you in her blue aura, making you tingle.

"Awesome, because I have some shit to share with her," you stated, trying to do your best to just let Luna do... whatever she needed to move you. The aura around you began to grow darker, starting off light, then becoming navy blue, to midnight blue, until it seemed impossible to see out of. Then, the aura burst, ripping you from the void to a completely new scenery.

"Um... Luna? You sure you didn't take us to somebody else's dream? This... this doesn't look right for Ap," you stated, looking around at the scene you had appeared in, Luna also looking shocked by it.

You recognized the layout of the throne room from the Changeling hive, but without walls or a ceiling. Furthermore, at the end of the room, where the doors would be and you two were currently standing, was a flight of stairs that led down to the front of the royal palace in Canterlot. While usually you'd see a beautiful sight, with a wonderful garden and detailed sculpture, you instead saw fire and rubble, the home of the princesses falling apart, while numerous ponies lay in defeat or death.

"What... what sort of trickery is this? Why do you not speak!?" a twisted, yet familiar voice called out, drawing you and Luna back to the throne.

There, standing before the throne was Luna, Celestia, and Chrysalis, all in the familiar sight, at least to you in your dreams, of them being chained together in defeat. Seated upon the throne was a Changeling that reminded you a fair deal of Chrysalis, but clearly different. Her dark purple mane was shorter, only a foot long, but seemed to emerge from her scalp all the way down to the base of her neck in a more traditional horse mane style. Her purple eyes were almost reptilian, cold and vicious. And finally, her horn was not twisted like Chrysalis' was, but jagged so that the back of it was almost serrated.

"Apocrita... is that you?" Luna asked, stepping forward tentatively.

The cold eyes fell upon Luna, earning a hiss in her direction. "Another Luna? How can this be? What... are you... oh... oh shit, this... this is a dream," she stated, her voice warped so that every word came out with venomously, realizing what it was that was transpiring before her. Slowly, you watched the appearance of the Changeling Queen fall apart, as if someone had cracked her very form, the individual pieces flaking off and falling away, until all that remained was the silhouette you'd seen in your dream last.

As the silhouette sat there at the top of the throne, it began to tremble, looking like it was going to go into a full on seizure if it continued. "I... I wasn't... This isn't..." Ap started to say, clearly trying to deny the cold reality that her dream basically had her ruling over Equestria and hive alike, an iron hoof pressing down on the throats of her enemies, even if those enemies were supposed to be the people she cared about.

Quickly taking off from her spot, Luna flew over to the throne, wrapping her wing around Ap almost the moment she landed. "Sssshhh, hush, don't worry, don't feel anything. We have seen many dreams like this before. Twisted perversions of your desires and what you wish for, nothing more," Luna assured her, trying to quell the fears the fellow mare, and soon to be royalty, was facing.

"I just... These desires have been growing, but I... I don't know what it is I really want," Ap sobbed, trying to keep herself from falling apart.

"You want more than this, we know it, we have seen it. In the short time that we have known you, we know what a good pony you truly are. You have given us hope for the Changelings," Luna told Ap, smiling at her in her attempt to alleviate her fears. Looking back at you, Luna said "Isn't that right, Anon?"

"... the fuck is that?" you asked, almost totally ignorant to the effort that Luna was putting in to try and help Ap, pointing off to the side.

While Luna seemed irritated that you were not immediately agreeing with her and consoling Ap, she and the dreamer herself followed your focus to another throne. Your throne, from the hive. And sure enough, there you were, sitting on the throne. However, the you on the throne was laying on his side, looking almost like a cat, with a metal collar and chain fastened to his throne. And completing it all was the fact that they were wearing a metal bikini.

"The fuck Ap!? You made me Princess Leia? I told you the story of Star Wars for good purposes and you made me into Princess Leia!?" you shouted, marching over to her throne.

"Anon, this really isn't-" Luna started to say, only to be cut off.

"Like you're one to talk! I heard how some of your dreams went before. You had all the princesses and Chrysalis chained up!" Ap spat back at you, brow furrowed in a glare.

"Yeah, but in my dream you were in a guard uniform! You've got me in a metal bikini! And it's totally inaccurate by the way, my dick and balls should be bursting out of that thing!" you bellowed back, stopping at the foot of the throne, seeing as you had no way up. "Luna, lift me."

"I really don't think-"

"Just do it," Ap growled, not taking her eyes off of you. Luna sighed reluctantly, but did as she was asked, floating you up to the throne so you could meet with Ap face to face. For a long moment, you two just glared at each other... then your face cracked into a smile, unable to hold it any longer, with Ap following not long after, her own more of a smug look... at least, that's how you felt it was, considering the sensations you got instead of an actual visual.

"Fuck, how are you so good at that shit?" you snorted, only to stop when Ap clocked you in the shoulder.

"Because I've had to deal with your shit for so long, and as much as I hate to admit it, you've rubbed off on me," she stated smugly.

"Hah! I've done more than just rub off on you, Luna knows that personally," you laughed, earning a look from the mentioned princess, a scarlet tinge to her cheeks. "Although, I'm sure your mom has something to do with the ability to hold that look," you added. Perhaps you shouldn't have added that last part out of nowhere, because Ap's emotional output suddenly went from pleased to see you to... bone chillingly worried.

"V-... You spoke to Vespa?" she asked, stammering a little.

"Hey, show some respect, that's your mother," you declared. "You call her Mom, Mommy, Mother, Mum, Ma, or Birthing Canal, you got that?"

Shaking her head, Ap hissed through her teeth. "No, no, no, this isn't good. She's still supposed to be undercover as Zezu, why is she back in the hive?"

Taking notice of the name, Luna looked between the two of you and said "Zezu? The zebra ambassador? But... she was so nice, she shared such lovely treats from her home land with us and always apologized that her homeland wasn't... oh... oh buck."

"Yeah, apparently Chrysalis is doing some recalling in preparation for that war we were talking about, of which I still know nothing of. Also, she's acting as your replacement as my personal guard," you explained what little you really could about the situation.

"Replacement!? What about Chitin covering for me?!" she shouted, reaching out to shake you by the shoulders.

"He got lazy and tried to use the attempt to take me back as a reason for you recovering under his care. Didn't think about a replacement being called in, and he was just as surprised to learn it was going to be your mom... I'm... kinda surprised you didn't know. We were talking about it in the room with you... while I was taking a shit," you pointed out, not needing to add the last part, but wanting to just for the sake of it.

"I must be slipping deeper into the metamorphosis. It might be why I'm having a dream like this one," Ap replied, motioning to the whole scene with one hoof. "My dreams weren't like this before. I think the transformation into a queen is... changing my personality at last."

"... bullshit," you stated flatly. "Oh sure, you're getting a little moody here and there, hormones and all, I get that. However, if you were really so weak willed as to let biology dictate who you are, then you'd have submitted to my hot sausage way earlier on and I'd have had a lot less interest in you," you declared, shrugging off the very idea that Ap could be anybody else but Ap.

"... you know, as shitty as your words are... you have a damn good way of using them," Ap sighed out, leaning into Luna as she relaxed.

"What can I say? I've got a talented tongue. You'll want to spread your legs some time and I'll show you what else it can do," you stated proudly, making obscene motions with your tongue at her.

"Ruining the moment," Ap grunted, pushing her hoof out and booping you on the nose. Was that allowed? You thought only you and your hands could boop ponies on the nose. The reverse was weird.

"So... about Apocrita's mother..." Luna said, clearly interested in where that was supposed to go.

"My mother, Vespa, is an elite guard, as I am. Only... she sees things much more differently than I do," Ap admitted.

"Yeah, cause she's only got one working eye," you quickly interjected, unwilling to let the opportunity slip by.

You could feel the glare come from Ap in response, but she continued "She was my hero growing up. The perfect elite, dedicated to the hive, taking on the deadliest assignments she could and always prevailing... until she executed my broodmate, Bee, for a failure."

"Your brother's name was Bee? Fuck, I could have called you two AP-ple-BEE's. What a wasted opportunity," you sighed, shaking your head in shame.

Trying to ignore you, Ap said "She's the epitome of what a Changeling is supposed to be, just short of a Queen of course. Willing to give herself for the hive. I understand why she did it to Bee, others would have done it anyways. The concept of family is different for Changelings after all. But... and maybe this is where I'm weird, but I recognized that difference. Coming from a specific Changeling, being born along side a specific brood. We're all supposed to be a family, a hive, but you grow closer to certain others. So I got angry at my mother for that, but... I also can't hate her."

"Glad to hear it, cause otherwise I let her biting me go without punishment for no good reason," you grumbled.

"Vespa bit you?" Ap asked, surprised to hear it.

"Yeah, she didn't really agree with a few things I said... or things that I apparently represent to her in regard to the hive. She's kind of got a stick up her ass," you stated, rolling your eyes at the very thought of the uptight Changeling. Sure, you liked a nice, tight ass, and were planning on digging into Ap's at some point, but uptight was too tight!

"This isn't good. I was hoping I'd emerge before she returned and she'd simply have to accept my rule over the hive. If anypony is likely to discover that I'm undergoing a secondary metamorphosis, she's going to be the one," Ap groaned, burying her face into Luna's side, getting some comforting wing pats from the princess.

"Yeah, we had to rush to hide you from her at one point. I hit my dick because of that, so, you know... you owe my dick," you stated, motioning with your hands to your groin.

"I'll be sure to send 'get well' flowers," Ap spat, turning her head to glare at you.

"... I rode your mom," you retorted, a little angry at her response.

As you expected, Apocrita and Luna both gave you an incredulous look, shocked by what you just said. "You. Did. What!?" Ap hissed out, pulling away from Luna, only for the princess to wrap her wings around her tighter to prevent what might be an incident that would make you brain dead.

"Yeah, I rode your mom. Like, all through the hive. It was totally embarrassing for her, but super satisfying for me. Especially from how many Changelings saw it," you stated, loving the miscommunication here. You were also wondering if ponies in this world really understood how obvious it was to ride them in a non-sexual way, but you'd wait a little longer before pointing that out.

Luna couldn't restrain Ap any longer, the smaller being breaking free to tackle you off of the throne. "I can't believe you! I know I said I was fine with you and Chrysalis doing it, but this is my mother! Couldn't you think with more than your dick for once and not try and fuck her!?" Ap roared into your still smiling face. The fact you were still smirking seemed to catch her attention. "You... you didn't have sex with her, did you?"

"I rode her, like, on her back... not her lying on her back, but me on her back and her walking around," you stated, correcting yourself when you realized that could have still been misconstrued.

Sighing, Ap got off of you and said "You really need to curb your jokes, Anon. I'm already emotionally unbalanced because of what you did to me anyways, so don't make it any worse than it already is."

Grabbing the transforming Changeling, you pulled her onto your lap, getting a surprised eep out of her, but no struggles as you started to stroke her... mane? Fin? Something was there. "Can't help it, it's just who I am... although, I'm taking this means you really don't want me to fuck your mom at some point," you half-asked, wanting to set the line.

"Of course not! How would you like it if I fucked your dad?" Ap shot back, only kept from turning to glare at you because you were damn good with your fingers at her ear.

"Concerned that you'd be fucking a corpse, but I get it. I just wasn't sure. I mean, you've admitted to getting it on with mares before, and you sure as hell were interested in Luna's tongue as much as my dick during the last dream," you pointed out, looking up to Luna who just watched from the throne.

"That's different, Luna's not my mom. It's the fact I'm related to her that makes this bad," Ap declared.

"So if we can get Chrysalis to chill out... threesome? Please?" you pleaded.

"Don't push your luck. I may not have the full strength of my mom's venom, but I can still bite your dick and render it useless for a while," Ap warned, even as she wiggled back into your hold.

"Impossible, you'd never harm my dick, it's given you too much pleasure to dare harm," you shot down, not believing for a second she'd bite it.

"Can we get back on track?" Luna asked, hopping down from the throne to join you both, resting herself on your outstretched legs. "If Apocrita's mother is truly a danger, what should Anon do to work around her so that you can complete your transformation?"

"Just about nothing. If she was willing to bite him once, even with Chrysalis telling her to not touch him, then she's already against him... which means she's against me, not that I'm surprised," Ap acknowledged, knowing better than anyone else how determined her mother could be.

Chuckling, you shook your head as you lightly smacked Ap on the top of her head, more than a pat, but less then a strike. "Then I'll just change her mind. She'll come to love me and support you as the new queen. Everyone wins!"

Smacking your hand away, Ap twisted around to face you. "You keep adding more and more impossible tasks for us to accomplish. I've agreed to taking over the hive without killing Chrysalis, but my mother has convictions, she won't budge on this. Maybe it's time that we start prioritizing things so we can determine which must be taken care of and which we'll hope to take care of," she softly announced, trying to get you to understand how difficult this was going to be.

"Impossible means nothing to me. Hell, I crossed the very barriers of space, time, and beyond to end up in this crazy world, beat the ultimate deceivers in a game of deception, and fucked a bug-pony into becoming a queen. At this point, what is there that I really can't believe is possible?" you pointed out, earning a blank stare from the two before you. "I'll keep trying to do the impossible until I'm finally proven wrong, and you better face it, I'm never wrong, not in crazy horse land."

"... Even we are struggling to admit this, but... Anon is right," Luna concurred, her gaze shifting to Ap. "While his actions have time and again made us question whether or not he should be doing the things he has, the bottom line I've seen is that he is capable of doing what was previously unthinkable. Why, we'd never even considered making friends with a Changeling, but here we are."

Groaning into her hooves, Ap said "Please stop, you're just going to make his ego bigger."

"And my ego is damn huge as it is, you both know that," you declared with pride, which earned you a hoof to your ribs.

When Ap was finished twisting her limb into you, she sighed out "But... you're both right. If anypony is capable of it, Anon is... Hive, I think I need to wash my mouth out with bleach or something now."

Laughing, you pulled Ap and Luna in tight, not letting them free despite the struggling that ensued. "Don't worry about it, I've got this handled! When I'm done, ponies and Changelings will walk hoof-in-hoof, knowing they have me to thank for it all!"

Worming her way up, having been trapped between the larger bodies of you and Luna, Ap said "Just be careful. I respect... and even love my mom, despite what she's done, but if I have to choose between her and you, I don't even have to waste a second thinking about it."

Giving her a reassuring smile, you said "Don't worry about me, it's in good hands. After all, what can go wrong?"

Author's Note

Not that I feel it changed too terribly from what I was going with anyways, but it's a lot harder to gather my thoughts for this stuff after I've been drinking.

That aside, I think this will be Ap's last dream appearance, leaving her next showing the emergence from the cocoon, whenever I decide to make that happen. Seeing as I'm feeling the final stretch coming upon us, what with this story lasting more chapters than I had initially thought I was going to do, well... we'll see how things go.

Also, I see you all fighting in the comments... and I love it. I feed upon your rage over Anon x Chrysalis and Anon x Ap. Surprised that the Anon x Anon's Hands stuff disappeared, but that was a gag after all.

Happy Birthday!.. Or Is It Hatchingday?

"So, hypothetically speaking, if your daughter was to become a queen, what would you do?" you asked, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible as you strolled through the library. It felt weird being there without Ap, but seeing as you had Proto-Ap with you, it worked out a bit... sorta.

"If she became a queen, I would allow the proper course of action to continue and allow her to fight Queen Chrysalis for the right to rule over the hive, just as our queen had done with her predecessor and so on and so forth," Vespa replied, not even casting a glance at the books. Clearly Ap did not get her love of literature from her mother. Sure, she said she got it from her time pretending to be a librarian, but she had to get the love of the arts from somewhere. You were curious as to who her dad was... but that was a question for another time.

"And what if you knew that she was going to become a queen, but was still inside one of those silk ball thingies?" you inquired, intentionally dumbing it down to in hope that it would keep sounding hypothetical.

"If I were to discover her in a cocoon, I would rip it open and drag her still metamorphizing body out to drag to Queen Chrysalis herself. After all, if she cannot properly hide her vulnerable state from me or any other Changeling, then she has failed to properly show herself as a deceptive being capable of ruling over our kind," Vespa replied without hesitation. Now though, she did twitch her head, focusing her good eye on you. "Why are you asking such peculiar questions of my offspring's potential to be a queen?"

Having prepared yourself for at least this, you said "Because I'm going to be the king here at some point soon, I need to consider the hard questions. What if someone tries to usurp my wife's throne? What if someone tries to assassinate my wife? What if Changelings are more like praying mantises than I thought and the only reason Chrysalis hasn't bitten my head off yet is because we need to be married first?"

Vespa stared at you for a moment, perhaps considering whether you were serious or just stupid, then answered "Cannibalism is not an unheard of practice, and does often happen more so when the queen wishes it than any other Changeling, but there is nothing about eating heads because you are her mate. Given that her having a dedicated mate is perhaps the most peculiar thing."

"That's one thing I can check off my list of worries. That one was right behind the idea that Chrysalis would lay eggs in my ass, but clearly that didn't happen, so I'm good," you sighed in relief, running an arm over your forehead to wipe away some sweat that had accumulated there.

"Actually, while it's not always necessary, egg laying in intestines is-" Vespa started, triggering your worries all over again, when she suddenly went rigid.

You stared at her for a moment, wondering what just happened, when it struck you that you'd seen this before with Chitin. It was some crazy hivemind talk thing where the Changelings all got orders from Chrysalis. It was supposed to only be for emergencies. You were ready to bolt, run off wherever you needed to hide or... were you? The last time it was the Pony-vengers or something like that coming to rescue you, to which you politely declined and returned. Who else would be so daring to try and attack the hive?

You were also considering the vulnerable position Vespa was in right now. Even though the two of you were trying not to do anything that would end up with Chrysalis needing to kill one of you, which would really only be Vespa, you still weren't exactly best friends. The first ideas that came though involved areas that Ap would be furious at you for playing with, be they parts of Vespa's body or your own.

Before you could decide on anything, Vespa snapped out of the mental announcement and focused on you. You couldn't even open your mouth before she lunged forward, forelegs spreading out so she could embrace you, the little serrations on the back of her legs once more serving to cling tight to your clothing. Her wings buzzed with activity as she spun around and flew out of the library.

"Hey, slow down a second, what the hell is going on!? A-League: Age of Ponytron!?" you shouted, squirming a bit in Vespa's grasp, only for her to squeeze a bit tighter to silence you.

"Shut up for a minute. Queen Chrysalis just issued orders to bring you to the nursery immediately. She sensed that your brood was ready to hatch soon," Vespa answered, her face grim as the very thought of your brood was troubling to her.

You gasped in surprised, not expecting this to happen so soon, a feeling of nausea starting to spread from the pit of your stomach. And yet... you felt your hands grip at Vespa's sides, squeezing until the exoskeleton began to dip inward from the pressure. "Vespa... from one parent to another soon to be one, what am I supposed to be feeling right now?" you asked, gulping as you tried to swallow the feeling of apprehension. Weren't you supposed to be happy about this?

"Simply hope that your offspring will grow to maturity and provide properly to the hive so that the time and energy you expended in their production was not a waste," Vespa answered seriously, not a hint of emotion or humor in her voice.

"... right, Changeling of the Year right here, forgot about that," you groaned, releasing her sides, almost going limp in her hold.

You noticed her eye flick down to you for a second before refocusing on the path ahead, her body tilting to take the turns quickly, yet without going too sharp as to risk harming either of you with minor impacts or excessive g-force. "However, if you believe that any of them are going to go on to do great things, then focus on them. A strong larva grows into a strong Changeling not only on the genetic potential they have, but the effort you put into them," she added, her tone not changing, but you could somehow tell it was supposed to put you at ease. Perhaps there was a heart in that cold, hard exoskeleton after all.

"He approaches! Open the doors!" you heard ahead of you, drawing your attention forward. You saw two Changelings stationed at the doors to the nursery, quickly pulling them open so that Vespa could fly in with you. With astonishing skill that made you whoop in excitement, albeit at the cause of making your existing nausea intensify so that you felt a little barfy, she did a sharp back flip done so tightly, you could have sworn it was a zero-point turn, and when she was back in an upright flying position, she released you so that you launched up. You swore as you lifted, ready to curse her out, when you were enveloped in the familiar green aura of Chrysalis' magic.

Being turned around, you found Chrysalis flying near your egg cluster, smiling with excitement as she saw you. "It's time Anon, I feel it. Our lovely little larvae are going to hatch," Chrysalis almost squealed, bringing you closer, making sure you were facing the eggs even more so than her.

Indeed, the eggs were now shifting around, the silhouettes of the creatures inside the green ovoids clearly pushing against their organic prison, trying to break free. Some you could even see starting to crack under the pressure of their occupants, the embryonic fluid inside leaking out.

"Are we... are we supposed to do anything to help them get out?" you asked, unsure of just what you were supposed to be doing, if anything at this time.

"No, we simply let them come out on their own. A few may not hatch due to lack of nutrition, but considering how well you stuffed me full of your lust, I'm doubtful that will be the case," Chrysalis assured you, reaching out with a hoof to stroke your arm. You surprised yourself and her when you grabbed the hoof, holding it tightly.

Christ, you were acting so fucking weird. Is this what having children did to people? Make them anxious about stupid shit? You always made fun of some of your friends for putting rubber on the corners of their tables and shit, but now you wanted to wring some of the guards of all their slimier mucus to cover every pointy and rough spot in the hive.

"This was a bad idea. This was a really fucking bad idea. Chrysalis, put them back, now!" you panicked, squeezing to the point even she winced.

"Anon, we... there is no putting them back," Chrysalis told you, her eyes darting from the eggs to you and back again.

"Of course you can, shove them back up your vagina or something. Animals eat their young all the time, just stop them, I can't handle this pressure!" you almost shrieked, cursing your irrational fears of commitment and parenthood. Your parents already taught you that children bring regret and disappointment, they told you so all the time!

"Sssshh, relax. While I respect your willingness to devour the young, you must remember these are your offspring. You helped bring these into existence, so just... watch them," Chrysalis consoled, offering a small smile before focusing solely on the eggs.

You stared as seconds turned to minutes, the process taking longer than you expected for them to hatch. Eventually though, one of them succeeding in breaking through the shell. The goo inside the egg was sticky, clinging to the newborn Changeling, but seemed to be pulled down by gravity, threatening to drop it to the ground below.

Panicking, you reached out to try and catch it, only to find you'd still be about a foot short. Chrysalis smirked at your attempt and moved you over, even as she said "The embryonic fluids will provide them with some cushion, and they are durable enough to survive such a fall, but I won't stop you from holding your child."

The words hardly registered though as that first one fell into your hands with a wet splat. The texture due to the fluids made it... gross, combined with the generally abominable appearance of the larva, you weren't sure if you wanted to throw it to the ground in revulsion. However, as the newborn uncurled its body to look up at you, the same angry, hissing erupting from its mouth as all the others you saw, the dark green eyes that set it apart from all the other infants below met with your own.

Those eyes told you that this was definitely Chrysalis' child, that was something you couldn't deny, even if all the other children of hers lacked her eye color. You searched them, trying to see something that would connect you to this miserable little maggot, to prove that this, and all the others ready to hatch, were actually yours, and not just some ploy concocted by Chrysalis to keep you bound to her. You felt... something, but weren't certain of it. You couldn't see where you were in this child, and with it, your heart sank a little.

"Hsssss, fuck!" the little larva hissed out, surprising you, and clearly Chrysalis.

"That is... unheard of," Chrysalis stated, flying closer to inspect her own exceptional, albeit vulgar, child.

"This. Is. Perfect," you stated, now freely crying tears of joy as you pulled the larva toward you, nuzzling it against your cheek. The affection apparently nourished the larva, which stopped hissing and seemed to coo in response. "I name you Pupa," you declared proudly, holding up the proud creation of your loins and Chrysalis' ovaries. In doing so, you noticed more of the eggs were starting to let loose their occupants.

"Chrysalis, maneuver me!" you commanded as you tucked Pupa into your shirt, letting her head emerged from the collar, the goo keeping her stuck to you pretty well. Amused by the order, Chrysalis moved you around so you could catch the falling larvae, and was reward with the even more humorous name declarations. "This one is Hopper! And this one is Molt! This here is Bugsy! Oooh, here's Flea! Just grabbed El Presidente!"

"I thought he was just joking about those names..." you heard Vespa comment from down below, but could not spare her even the time to flip her off for doubting your mad naming skills.

"Neoptera! Mandible! Weevil! Aphid! Pinchy!" you continued crying out, each new larva being held against your body so the goo could help keep them in place, although part of you was sure Chrysalis was using her magic to help keep the growing collection of larvae on your body.

At this point, there was only one more egg that had yet to hatch, but you could clearly see it was ready to do so. Chrysalis, knowing what you wanted, levitated you over to the egg, your hands outstretched as though begging for the unhatched to emerge, and your desire was answered as the last one fell out into your hands. While you had noticed that every one of your offspring had different colored eyes, a testament to the power of your loins you were sure, you noticed in particular how this last one had yellow eyes. Glancing down at Vespa, you smirked and said "Vespidae." Vespa had taken noticed and stiffened at the name of her own mother, but didn't speak.

Pleased with the hatching, Chrysalis brought you all back down to the ground, looking pleased as she stared at the collection of larvae you had stuck to your body. While they all hissed, they did so far less than the other maggots in the room, seemingly pleased to be against your body, soaking in the unconditional love and affection you felt for them, despite how hideous they may be. They were yours, and that made them beautiful, fuck anyone who would say otherwise.

"I'm ashamed to admit it, but he appears to have been right about his ability to feed them all. I've never seen such a thoroughly content and well nourished brood. The fact they're all clearly well developed is a first in the history of the hive, and without eating each other," Vespa stated, her yellow eye wide as she stared, unable to look away from Vespidae for more than a few seconds, clearly enthralled by your choice in name for it.

Chrysalis lifted her head, giving a shuddering sigh as she reveled in more than just the scene. "Ooooh, can you feel it? The paternal love he's giving them, it's so sweet, so warm. It's not even directed at us and I can positively taste it," she stated, almost sounding like she was about to climax.

As you were too enraptured with your newborns to even pay attention to the conversation, Vespa was left to look over, and seemed startled by what she saw. "They're... they're not the only ones being fed," she muttered, shocked as she watched her queen in awe. You were blind to everything that wasn't the brood, trying to cycle your attention between them to give each of them, giving gentle head pats and even giving a kiss to the tops of their heads, even if they were still gross bug babies, so you didn't notice what Vespa was taking in until a glimmer caught the attention of the larvae, the brood cooing and making you look up.

Chrysalis' seemed to be taking in a pinkish aura that made her emanate a glow all her own. The holes in her legs sealed themselves with surprising speed, until not one was left, dashing your hope of another leg holejob thing. If that wasn't enough, her wings seemed to mend themselves completely and take a step further as a smaller, secondary set of wings grew out behind the first set, all of which seemed to look like a prism. Her hair lost hole patches at the end, as well as the duller complexion to have a bright, vibrant sheen. Her horn was now a full, intimidating blade that let any who would dare to challenge her know they would be skewered upon it, glinting with the same black luster as the rest of her exoskeleton, which seemed to have grown out in a few places to protect her joints better, making her look even more badass than she had before.

"It's so delicious. The love one has for their partner, the one that has brought forth their children. Never have I ever had something so truly satisfying, even with the lustful love I'd had before," Chrysalis exhaled, her voice carrying a pleasure that you hadn't even heard after marathon fucking her.

Part of you wanted to worry about what this development meant, of just how much stronger Chrysalis was. Part of you wanted you to feel guilty to Ap for letting another part of yourself truly love Chrysalis, for all she had said and done for you, even thought she had also said and done much against you. However, you could only allow part of yourself to feel sorry to Ap, because the rest of you was focused on loving these little worms, and you hoped... no, you knew Ap would understand.

Author's Note

I know a newborn talking, of any species, seems pretty damn crazy... but fuck that, this entire story is crazy. Besides, those larvae are packed full of Anon love, and lust, so they're ahead of the curb. Also know there probably should be more for this brood than just this number, considering how many eggs bugs tend to lay, but I figured we'd just end it here for now. Who knows, maybe I'll need to name some others in the future.

I Love It When You Call Me Big Poppa

"Should they be eating anything? We can get some some grubs or something, I'll mash them up if they need it. Or we can get them something soupy so they won't have to worry about hard stuff. Aren't babies supposed to eat every couple of hours?" you rambled, only able to spare an occasional glance to Chrysalis as the larvae held your attention.

"Perhaps human infants need such, but Changelings are bred with the intention that their next true meal may come some time away. Besides, you've essentially been feeding them this entire time. I've never seen such a content brood," Chrysalis stated happily, reaching out to caress Mandible's head, the red-eyed larva giving a pleased hiss at his mother's attention.

At your request, as well as the realization that Chrysalis' hole-free legs would no longer serve as mini-hotels for the larvae, a special basket was quickly weaved so that you could carry the group around. While you had been informed that a newborn brood was usually left in the nursery for several days before the expectations that they would undergo metamorphosis into a prepubescent Changeling, Chrysalis had noted that your overwhelming affection for the brood would do wonders, as well as potentially serve as proof for what the hive under your influence would be able to become.

Humming with uncertainty, you reached out to pick up the brown-eyed Flea, rolling him around in your palms in such a way that the little larva squealed in delight. "I get that, I understand horseland logic means you can literally feed on magic and be fine, but there's so much shit that went into taking care of a baby, one single baby, in my world. Now I've got more than I do fingers on my hand," you admitted, setting Flea back down.

"To be fair, that was something of a smaller brood than I usually produce. When it took longer than a week to get you to mate with me, I willed most of my eggs back so that they wouldn't go to waste if it took much longer," Chrysalis pointed out, earning a surprised look from you.

"You can just... into storage?" you asked.

Giggling a little as she moved her hoof from Mandible's head to the grey-eyed Molt's chin, stroking it there, Chrysalis said "Oh sweet Anon, of course I can. Would it really be any surprise that a shapeshifter, the queen of shapeshifters even, can alter her body so that she can control how many eggs she has active at a given time?"

"Ah, the ultimate contraceptive. I bet you guys never use condoms," you chuckled as you rolled a finger over Flea's head.

"What's a condom?" Vespa asked, lifting her brow curiously as she watched you from the opposite side of the table. Before her, Vespidae sat, staring up at her fellow yellow-eyed Changeling, making little chomping motions at her blind eye.

"No condoms?... I fucking love this world," you laughed, setting Flea back down, then turning your attention to Pupa. Your little princess was hissing loudly, sitting atop the orange-eyed Hopper and blue-eyed El Presidente. "Should we be worried how quickly she's taking command of the others? Especially since they're all supposed to be fairly strong willed?" you asked, even though you were reaching out, letting Pupa take the tip of your finger into her mouth and nibble on it.

"Not at all. She's still young, and by the time I would expect her to be a potential threat to my rule, we'll have already conquered Equestria. At that point, we'll have have so much land to rule over, to keep in line, that even if I didn't want to, I'd need more queens to help keep order," Chrysalis assured you, the words reaching you in more ways than you could have expected.

She'd need more queens? It made sense, since one queen was for this simple hive, so an empire that spanned across the entirety of Equestria, and probably beyond, well it'd likely crumble with only one ruler... two technically with you, but still. She'd need other queens the way your world needed governors, mayors, etc. Maybe it wasn't impossible for Ap and Chrysalis to coexist... although, then you remembered that in order for that to happen, Sunbutt and Moonpie would have to go under... yeah, that still wasn't an option.

"I'm thinking that once we expand that way, I'll elevate to Empress Chrysalis. Doesn't have quite the same alliteration ring to it, but I like the power behind it. Don't you, Emperor Anon?" Chrysalis asked, emphasizing the title to your name. That did sound rather good.

"Well... if it means that we don't have to worry about a family feud because our little girl matures to become a queen, I am not against being Emperor Anon," you accepted, trying to make it sound like it was a burden you had to take on.

"If they're as insolent as you can be at times, I imagine your brood and those to come will simply keep calling you father," Vespa stated, now with a hoof planted on the table, letting Vespidae worm her way in and out of the holes like it was a jungle gym. You found it adorable, not just because your child was playing, but because Vespa was willingly letting it happen, and had probably even initiated it. As much of a cold hearted bitch she pretended to be, and probably still was, she seemed to have some good maternal instincts.

"I'll leave it up to you whether you'll allow such a thing. Personally, I still have all my offspring refer to me as queen, but I can taste the love you feel for our children, I know asking you to budge on that wouldn't be fair," Chrysalis stated. Then, a devious look came over her face, the queen leaning in toward you as she whispered with a seductive melody into your ear "So long as that's what you want, daddy."

Something about that word, coming from Chrysalis' mouth, made your dick leap in your pants, striking the underside of the table with such force that it hurt. "Fuck, my dick!" you groaned, falling out of your chair and onto your side, your hands shooting to grab your injured penis.

Wincing at the clearly painful fall, Chrysalis hovered over you. "Ooooh, I'm so sorry dear, I wasn't planning for that," she apologized, stroking your head with a hoof.

"Fuck, my dick!" Pupa hissed as she looked over the edge of the table at you.

You gave a weak grin and shakily lifted your arm to present a thumbs up. "Th-that's my girl."

"Honestly, I'm getting a little tired at how often I find myself having to look at your penis, Anon. Whether it's you using the bathroom or requesting an examination because you want to make sure you don't have any of these STDs you keep speaking of," Chitin stated, shaking his head as he backed away, motioning for you to pull up your pants. "You do realize that your genitals are different than those I've seen before, so I couldn't even properly state whether or not they were healthy, outside of situations like this."

"A world with no condoms or STDs. This is a pervert's paradise," you muttered, thinking of how many people you knew that would run rampant here.

"Clearly so, seeing as a pervert like you continues to reign supreme time and again," Chitin stated, walking back over to a small cabinet, one of the few pieces of furniture that existed in the hive outside of those in your or Chrysalis' rooms, rummaging few one of the drawers.

"Yeah, that's true. And don't act like you don't like looking at my penis. Hell, you even get to touch it when inspecting me. You're the only Changeling that Chrysalis actually allows to touch it," you joked, giving him a teasing grin.

Chitin returned and dropped a small jar of ointment into your hand. "Rub that on the head whenever it feels painful and it'll stop some of the swelling... well, the excess swelling. I can't do anything about your persistent erections at this point, especially with that diet of yours," Chitin commented, giving you his ever dull expression.

"Yeah, well, I didn't even get to eat breakfast today. Chrysalis just teased me by calling me 'daddy' and apparently that's one of the better triggers for getting me horny. Never understood it when I watched porn where girls did that, but I guess I sorta get it now... really fucking weird," you admitted, shrugging at your own peculiar explanation for everything.

Chitin stared at you for a moment, then sighed. "I need to do an examination of you while we're at it, see if you're not exhausting yourself," he stated flatly.

"Why? I haven't had sex lately, and even if I did, Chrysalis is always the one to go down first," you pointed out.

"That's not what I meant," Chitin told you. "You've been giving out a lot of love lately. I'm talking more than I've personally ever seen in my life. You've been feeding a brood non-stop since yesterday, and while it's a small one, they're all exceptional larvae. I know, I was the one to check them for any abnormalities."

Hearing that, you almost lurched forward from your seat on Chitin's little examination table. "They're all alright, right? None of them have any illnesses or birth defects or anything, right?" you asked, grabbing him by the shoulders and looking him dead in the eye.

Chitin didn't seem at all bothered, although he did slowly shrug your hands off. "They're just fine, not a thing wrong with any of them... except the green-eyed one cursing at me. That was honestly concerning," Chitin informed you, his brow furrowing just slightly at the thought of Pupa's first words.

"She's a smart cookie is all," you said, sighing as you leaned back, falling over the rest of the examination table, your head hanging off the other side.

"Regardless, I need to make sure you're not overtaxing your love reserves. I've also seen what you've done to Chrysalis and between all of these Changelings, it has to be affecting you physically," Chitin said, a hint of worry creeping in his voice.

Groaning, you kicked your legs out, almost hitting Chitin in the process. "How many times do I have to tell you guys, love isn't some finite source that you can gobble all up. I don't know why it's so hard to understand for a bunch of magic bug-ponies and such to understand. I mean, if you have a princess that can enter ponies' dreams, then why can't love be an unlimited source?"

Chitin had already taking to inspecting you in greater detail, lifting your leg and letting it drop again. However, when he heard you referencing Luna, he paused. "... have you spoken with Princess Luna lately?" he asked, not looking at you as he simply continued on.

"What? No, of course not. Why would I-"

"I thought we were friends, Anon, so while it might sound particularly ridiculous coming from me, a Changeling, I'd appreciate it if you didn't lie to me," Chitin interrupted, his eyes now focused on your face.

Lifting your head so you could stare back, you let a pregnant silence carry through the room, close to a minute passing by before you answered. "I've spoken to her several times. The last time was the night before the brood hatched. Gave me a chance to talk to Ap at the same time," you admitted, letting your head hang once more.

"She can connect you to others dreaming? And that's what Apocrita is doing while in the cocoon? Fascinating... If I get the chance, I'd like to research this," Chitin stated, prodding your thigh as he moved up your body.

"Regardless, I didn't tell anyone. I didn't even tell Ap. She only learned cause Luna brought her into my dream. They became fast friends apparently, gave me a blowjob together... which makes me wonder, are all royalty in this land such freaks in bed? I mean seriously, Luna, Chrysalis, and Ap's technically about to be a queen. That or I have that effect on ponies," you considered, understanding why your dick would be so irresistible.

"So I'm taking it you've been colluding with them to plan your escape and now oust Chrysalis as the hive's queen to put Ap on the throne?" he asked, seemingly undisturbed by the idea as he traveled further up, poking your stomach in a few spots.

"I mean... yeah, but it's not like this was all planned out that way. Things just kept happening one after another. Hell, if it wasn't for Ap going into the cocoon, I'd have left with the Super-Ponies," you told him, hoping he wasn't expecting you to have been manipulating them all along.

"Of course you didn't plan for this. The most your planning seems to get you is rutting our queen into submission. Don't go expecting me to give you more credit than you deserve," Chitin stated, a ghost of a smile on his face, making you chuckle. "I just need you to understand that if you're going to drag your friends into this situation, you'd be better off letting them know what you were doing."

"Well right now, all I'm doing is... trying to be a dad, I guess... I mean, it's more than that. I'm trying to make it so that everyone can live through this crazy bullshit, but you guys are so fucking hardheaded, I think the only thing that would convince you to see things my way was if I died trying," you groaned, partly out of irritation with the circumstances and partly out of the fact Chitin was pressing down on your sternum.

"Well, if it's any condolence, you were right," Chitin stated, stepping away from you to let you get up on your own. "I know we've already addressed the whole magic thing with you and your lack of immunity to it, but you definitely don't work by our same standards. Love and magic, they come from the same sort of place for our world. It's part of our bodies, like the respiratory system or the nervous system. You however... there's no magic system in your body, you just... produce love. An unlimited, inexhaustible amount of love. There are no drawbacks, no side effects, nothing negative whatsoever about the love you're giving out."

"Awesome, bill of clean health!" you whoop, hopping to your feet with your arms up triumphantly. "Now I can get back to-"

"Be careful," Chitin suddenly warned, the swiftness with which he cut you off and the hard edge to his voice stopping you dead in your tracks. "Your love for your brood is strong, and that makes your love for Chrysalis even stronger. Even if you don't want to, you're going to keep feeding her, and she's only going to get stronger. If Apocrita doesn't emerge soon, Queen Chrysalis will be too strong for her to defeat," he declared, a slight tremble in his voice as the worst possibility went through his mind.

Despite the unease you felt, the dread of what Chrysalis would do when Ap would inevitably confront her... you couldn't help but smile still. "You're right. I love my kids without question, and I... I love Chrysalis for giving them to me... but I still love Ap, and it may be hard to see, but I'm pretty damn sure I'm still feeding her too. I'm giving her enough love that I'm confident she'll win. Just have some faith in us."

Chitin tilted his head, clearly confused, but then sighed "I feel like I'm going to regret it, but I believe you."

"No regrets! Now come on, I've got me some babies to get back to," you cheered, heading for the door. The moment you opened it though, you found Vespa standing there, staring right at you. You nearly jumped out of your skin, eyes going wide as she narrowed her good eye at you. "V-Vespa, what are you doing here? Couldn't you have w-waited further down the hall?"

The yellow eye of the elite looked at you, then shifted over to Chitin just over your shoulder. Then, with a low, cool tone that made your skin crawl, she asked "Where is Apocrita?"

Author's Note

Gonna have to play "Love Is A Battlefield" when the inevitable queen fight happens. Until then though, the fight that has yet to be must continue getting hyped! And what better way than with a rainbow of bug eyes and the science of love and magic?... I dunno, just rambling at this point.

I know I'm certainly pleased with how many people are loving the brood, especially Pupa. Not supposed to have a favorite child, but she's definitely mine.

Hail Hive

"Ap? What about Ap? She's recovering," you quickly answered, lifting your brow at Vespa for asking such a question so suddenly.

"Yes, but recovering where?" Vespa asked, brushing past you to look around inside the infirmary. "Clearly she is not here and I have not seen her in her quarters. Furthermore, Anon, I have noticed that in my time with you here, we have not made any attempts to visit my offspring. I would have figured that as your best friend, you'd have liked to invite her to see your brood."

Oh shit. You hadn't thought about that. Of course, Chitin was the one that had been fucking up with this, but now you couldn't really go blaming him when Vespa was in the room. The only excuse you could come up with was also the only reason you hadn't actually made an attempt to cover for Ap's absence that way.

"Well, we've been really busy, you know. I mean... the first couple of days I was just letting her recover, then the focus on the brood and all that was becoming my primary focus. And you paralyzing me wasn't exactly helping with that," you pointed out, jabbing an accusatory finger at the elite.

"... true, but that brings me back to my initial question," Vespa stated, focusing on Chitin once more. "Where is Apocrita? As the medic, you should know where your patients are."

"And as her mother, you should realize that keeping Apocrita contained to one spot is essentially impossible. The moment she said she wanted to get out of my care, she left, even against my instructions," Chitin retorted. The balls on him to talk back to Vespa, you were proud of him. They had to be second only to your own.

Vespa's upper lip twitched in agitation, but she stopped herself. "Yes, I suppose that's true. I just don't understand why she wouldn't have come back to Queen Chrysalis to pursue active duty as King Anon's personal guard," Vespa acknowledged, surprising you with the King drop in with your name, but didn't bother pushing it at the moment.

"I'm sure she's overheard how you've taken over as his guard and either believes you are a superior choice overall, or at the very least accepts that she may still be falling short of her full capability and will stand down for the time being," Chitin casually explained, doing a pretty damn good job of covering his ass, especially since you could have blamed him for this in the first place.

Vespa narrowed her eye at Chitin, her forked tongue flicking out of her mouth to curl around one of her fangs. "Fine then... Anon, if you're done getting patched up, might I suggest we return to the queen and your brood?" Vespa offered, turning away from the medic to face you once more.

"Agreed! I'm sure you're looking forward to hanging out with Vespidae again," you stated, trying to wrap an arm around her neck to lead her away, but the mention of Vespidae had her wings shooting up, blocking your arm.

"Which reminded me... where did you hear that name?" Vespa asked, turning her head, not so she could see you with her good eye, but almost to block you off by showing only her blind eye to you.

Blinking, you looked over to Chitin, then back to Vespa. "Chitin told me about it. Your mom's name, right? He told me she died for the hive, I only figured it'd be a fine name to give to one of my kids," you stated with all honesty. Sure, part of you was doing it to surprise Vespa, but you figured it was supposed to be a good thing.

"Seems Chitin has a lot to say about my family as of late," Vespa stated, starting forward without waiting for you to follow with her. You followed her out the room, only to quickly find she wasn't walking back to the throne room where Chrysalis and your babies should now be.

"Wrong direction, we want to go right, not left," you pointed out, part of you disappointed you knew the directions in the hive so well at this point, but then, you'd be rather stupid not to know them at this point.

Declining you the courtesy of stopping, or even looking back at you, Vespa said "You'll have to excuse me, but... this exposure to your brood and the reminder of my own family, I need to talk to Apocrita. I'm going to see if she's returned to her quarters yet. Surely as one parent to another, you understand my need to confirm her health."

Something about the way Vespa spoke about it felt off... but you also couldn't get over the fact that she was actually focused on being a caring parent. Something you had tried to get her to be, or at least consider acknowledging, was now happening, and especially with your exposure to your own babies, you felt almost guilty trying to deny her this one small request.

Sighing, you followed after her. "Yeah, sure. Lets see if we can find her anywhere nearby," you accepted.

The walk over to the elite quarters went by rather quickly and without pretty much any conversation, with you mostly just trying to say something to draw a response out of Vespa, only for her to give a short answer that denied you the more personal output from the horse-bug than you desired. And if that wasn't bad enough, the actual search through the quarters was clearly fruitless, as there were no other elites even in there, all clearly out and about, trying to do their own jobs.

"I figured this was going to go nowhere, but points to you for being a concerned parent," you congratulated her, giving a meager clap of your hands to applaud her.

Emerging from one of the crevasses that seemed impossibly tight for anything as large as a regular Changeling, and even more so for her, Vespa flittered her wings about in agitation. "I'm not a concerned parent, just a frustrated superior wondering why my subordinate hasn't reported back to me yet," Vespa muttered as she strode past you to leave the quarters.

Rolling your eyes, you followed after her once more. "Man, can you just chill it with the tough girl act for a bit? You've already expressed interest in her due to the fact that she's your daughter, why not be honest about it and save me the runaround?"

Vespa twitched her head in your direction, but remained focused on her path. "The two roles are one in the same for us. I brought her into this world, I taught her how she must live, how she must serve, and in turn she looks to me as the proper symbol for what an elite is supposed to be," Vespa retorted, increasing the gait of her stride so she may move faster.

"You know, Chrysalis has proven herself a surprisingly sweet mother. Queen of a hive of love eaters, yet she cares for her babies, all the babies really," you state as you catch up to Vespa, trying to catch her eye.

"We are all her children, even if we are not laid by her. My offspring is hers. Any affection she would feel for me is owed to Queen Chrysalis, just as any I should feel for her would be better spent in love and loyalty to the queen," Vespa declared, her wings buzzing lightly to propel her forward. Why was she intent on moving so quickly? Chrysalis would have her hide, er, carapace if she abandoned you.

"Then why do you care so much about Ap? Why her specifically over all others? You certainly had more in your brood, hell, I know all about Bee-" you stated, only to soon regret it.

At the mention of Bee, Vespa spun around, her fangs bared as her forelegs shot forward, the hooves going over your shoulders, but the serrations on the back of her legs catching on you. When she brought her legs back toward her, she pulled you with them, bringing your face dangerously close to her snarling maw. "Where did you hear that name?! WHO TOLD YOU ABOUT BEE!?" Vespa hissed in your face.

"W-we already established that Chitin told me about your family, he and Ap talk a lot and-"

"Apocrita would have never told him Bee's name!" Vespa nearly roared, tugging tighter so that the serrations dug into your flesh.

"Why wouldn-"

"His name brings her great sorrow and me great shame! She never speaks it! Never speaks of him!" Vespa interrupted once more, irritating you with how she wouldn't let you even try to explain things. Irritated enough that you planted your hands on her midsection and pushed her off of you slowly, as not to dig the serrations in further.

"Fine, she told me about it personally, so what? We're best friends, best friends tell each other things. Things that make us happy, things that make us sad," you replied, getting her far enough away that you felt you could give the extra oomph to your push and shove her off of you, to which Vespa didn't even try to resist.

"Yes... and so she's been feeding off your love. Friendly love, perhaps almost familial love, but she's been taking what she has no right to," Vespa growled, her anger still there, but starting to deflect away from you. Usually you'd be fine with that, but clearly the only other person she had in mind was Ap.

You chuckled, if only to keep Vespa's attention, and said "Hey, I just got done getting a check up by our local unlicensed medical practitioner, who just confirmed I'm basically a source of infinite love... which sounds like something I would have scoffed at back in my world, but for you guys, I'm the ultimate, unlimited food source."

Vespa's anger returned to you as she spat "Which you only just learned! This means that Apocrita did not know that and was risking precious food for our queen! She has betrayed our queen, betrayed our hive, and betrayed my teachings! The list of offenses she is proving herself capable of keeps growing, to the point that... that..." Vespa's tirade cut off as her good eye went wide, some form of realization striking her, and the air went cold as you got an inkling of what she was thinking. "She... her betrayal know no bounds... including that one."

You only had a moment to realize what she had considered before Vespa turned around and darted off, her wings buzzing louder than you'd ever heard them before. "Vespa, wait!" you cried out, taking off after her.

You were quickly thankful for that disgusting diet helping take some pounds off you and increasing your stamina, because you were moving faster than ever and not feeling the pain in your sides you'd usually feel from exerting yourself. As Vespa took corners, only slowed down by the fact her excess speed made it difficult to make sharp turns without colliding with something, perhaps one of the only things that kept her from totally outpacing you. There were more than a few times where multiple turns would have left you confused as to which direction she took, but you knew where she was going, unfortunately.

As you closed in on her intended destination, the burning in your legs, the dryness in your throat, the strain of pushing your body to move as quickly as possible to pursue Vespa made itself apparent all at once, and yet none of it mattered. The adrenaline pumping through your veins, the sheer panic that you felt, those were what propelled you as you intended to stop Vespa to the best of your ability.

At the last turn, you saw the door flying open, Vespa's back legs trailing inside, and your heart sank, like a lead weight that was threatening to tear through your organs and drop out your asshole. But you didn't stop there, knowing what every wasted second meant. Bolting to the door, you almost ran into Vespa, standing just on the other side of it, frozen at what she saw.

Still hidden, in the rather shitty manner, behind the sheets from your bed, the silhouette of the cocoon was visible. Ap's cocoon, vulnerable as it had been since the first day, now separated only by a thin piece of fabric that had failed to make that miserable mattress comfortable in the slightest.

"I... thought she was here. I knew she was here... but I didn't want to believe it," Vespa muttered, moving one of her forelegs forward, her hoof tapping against the floor a few times as the shaking hoof trembled. "I've failed my queen twice now. First Bee fails a mission so vital, we might not have been in this mess now... and now Apocrita betrays the hive, gorging off your love until she undergoes metamorphosis..."

You felt like you should have tackled Vespa to the ground right then and there, but the fact she hadn't already tried to murder Ap in her vulnerable state kept you from doing so. "Vespa... you didn't fail anyone. Ap didn't fail anyone. She did what came naturally. Hell, you should be proud of her right now. She's going to become a queen. You'll be the mother of a queen, won't that be awesome?" you asked, trying to encourage better thoughts of the whole situation.

Vespa tensed up once more, slowly turning her head in a jerky motion toward you. "Proud? She's failed me and herself. She couldn't even hide her own cocoon well enough to prove a properly deceptive queen. She would bring ruin to the hive," Vespa spat, a mixture of anger, shame, and sorrow all coating her words.

"She doesn't have to. You're Changelings, right? Emphasis on the Change? You can be different now. Again, I'm a source of unlimited love, you can change your ways. Hell, she and Chrysalis don't even have to fight. There's enough of me to go around after all," you said, trying to laugh a little so that you could break the tension, but the cold look in Vespa's eye said it wasn't working.

"And what about when you die? You're not immortal, there's no guarantee you ever will be. Ponies have searched throughout history for ways to extend their livelihood and failed miserably," Vespa declared, her hoof twisting into the floor as she said so. "So you might be right, you may be able to feed the entire hive and we can all be happy... until the day you die. It will be the saddest day for all you had meant to this hive, but also the bloodiest day, for our hive, especially if you were to live with two queens, would be split. Changelings used to living under two rulers wouldn't know who to follow, whether tradition was right or not. We'd break out into a civil war and our hive would be the weakest it'd ever been afterwards. Our enemies would move in to finish us all off."

"... you know, you seem to be a really big doomsday conspiracy theorist right now," you stated, even though part of you could see where she was coming from with this. She still sounded like a complete and utter asshole, justifying the death of her daughter, her own flesh and blood, because it meant the survival of her people as a whole. You'd be damned if you didn't want to watch Infinity War again right now.

"To you, I guess I do... but for my people, I know what has to be done. The fact that she'd gone this far without considering the consequences, and to hide herself in your room of all places, she has this coming," Vespa announced, regret the only thing in her voice at this point. Her wings buzzed, lifting her off the ground as she flew forward, quickly swiping the cloth away to expose the reflective cocoon, its unique appearance giving Vespa pause.

"It's not even her fault! I'm the one to blame for this!" you shouted, knowing you were probably risking things by making noise, but you had to stop her.

"I'm sure Queen Chrysalis will forgive you for the unintentional feeding of my daughter your love, it is Apocrita that must pay for her sins," Vespa hissed, lifting her foreleg, preparing to rip through the cocoon with the serrations on the back. She was going to kill Ap. She was going to kill her daughter. She was going to kill your friend. SHE WAS GOING TO KILL YOUR LOVE!

"I FUCKED AP!" you bellowed, feeling the veins in your neck stick out as you emptied your lungs for those three words, and you were damn glad you did. Vespa froze up once more, her wings actually stopping to drop her down to the floor in a mess that she had to shakily lift herself up from.

Twisting around, looking almost like a newborn foal the way her legs struggled to support her, her good eye stared at you in complete and utter shock. "You... did... what?"

Inhaling deeply, you repeated yourself. "I fucked your daughter. That's how she got this way. I stuck my fat monkey dick inside of your girl. I made her cum several times, not stopping until I pumped her full of hot Anon jizz, and I loved every moment of it. So nice and tight around my-"

"YOU BASTARD!" Vespa howled, the yellow eye flashing with murderous rage as she charged you, unable to stand listening to you one word more.

You barely had time to react, but were lucky you were still by the door. Taking a few back steps into the hall, you grabbed the door and swung it forward as hard as you could, bringing it to collide with Vespa's head hard enough that it splintered, although her momentum sent it flying back at you, knocking you to the ground. You groaned on impact, but didn't have the luxury of time as you scrambled to get back up. The collision had definitely affected Vespa, the Changeling sprawled on the floor, head hanging as she tried to shake off the blow. This was your shot as you did your best to dive at her from your position, extending an arm to deliver a solid punch to her jaw, shaking her head once more. You felt proud of yourself, until you realized the strike had apparently sobered her some, her eye now trained on you angrily.

"This wasn't a good idea," you groaned, rolling to the side to get back in the room, right as Vespa shoved herself forward, snapping her fangs at where your fist had been a moment ago. You ended up with one foot planted and your knee on the ground, only to look up as Vespa had already lifted herself to all four hooves and was lunging for you once more, forelegs spread so those serrations were bearing down on you. You would have been in trouble, fighting off against an elite bug-horse that had fangs and jagged leg blade things, but you weren't empty handed. Grabbing the crown from your head, still there do to the weird adhesive that kept it in place, you swung it down, once more landing a blow on Vespa's head. She till carried through, slamming you against the bed with enough force to knock all the air out of your lungs, but without any of her sharp bits digging into you.

Pushing against the bed, you tried to get Vespa off of you and back to your feet in full, but despite the second blow to her head, she was still in fighting form, her legs pulling in so that she could now trap your arms to your sides, any attempt to struggle out of them risking to shred your arms. Her head lifted up, the compounded yellow eye hard to read, but some parts of it seemed duller than they usually were. When the eye seemed to focus on you once more, the snarling began anew, her mouth opening to take a bite out of you, and considering the proximity, she was likely going to take a chunk out of your throat if at all possible. So, you did the only thing you could do... you headbutted her.

It was a short blow, just to keep her from biting you, but the head blows she'd already taken seemed to help halt her. Unfortunately, exoskeleton was hard and better protected than your skin. Sure, blow for blow, you were pretty sure your skull could handle the same punishment, probably even outmatch any of these Changelings. However, you still had blood and flesh and nerves on the outside that made the headbutt more painful for you. Even more so, she had a fucking horn. You didn't hit it, but you had to be careful, especially after you reared your head back and repeated the motion, now with more momentum, slamming as best you could just over her right eye. The impact jarred her as her head bounced back, but you could still hear her hissing, so you did it again. And again. And again.

Eventually, Vespa's grip on you slackened, allowing you to push her off of you at last. She hit the floor with a thud, but flailed her legs about, trying to push herself back up, not down just yet. Acting as quickly as you could, you moved over to grab the torn sheet from the ceiling, yanking them hard as you can to pull it free. It ripped, but you got enough of it that you could fulfill your needs.

When Vespa finally rolled over onto her hooves, you lunged for her this time, pushing her to the floor as you wrapped the sheets around her face, covering her mouth, nostrils, and eye with it. Keeping firm hold, you pushed her head down into the ground while keeping the sheets as tight as possible. "Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep," you chanted. Thankfully for you, the successive head blows, plus the attempt to asphyxiate her, brought Vespa's strength down, until eventually she stopped struggling.

You scrambled to remove the sheets after that, because as much as you were pissed off at her, you had to check her breathing. Fortunately, she was still alive, her breathing labored, but not dead. Giving a sigh of relief, you felt the adrenaline and anxiety that had been fueling you through it drain out of you, your legs giving out as you collapsed on top of Vespa. Turning your body to look at Ap's cocoon, you groaned "Your mom's a bitch, you know that?"

Author's Note

Sorry, not sorry for spoilers for Infinity War. Given I didn't name anything specific there, but at the same time, if you haven't seen it at this point and want to... that's on you.

Major credit to Vespa, head on, she would indeed kick Anon's ass. That blinding fury and initial door to the head set the fight in his favor. That said... there's really not much else for me to say about this chapter. I'm more interested in seeing what all of you have to say in response.

Mother-Daughter Bondage Time... Or Was It Bonding?

"Uuuugh, it hurts more than I thought it would," you groaned, feeling the cuts and bruises from your fight with Vespa sting every time they were touched. You could have stopped the pain, but you couldn't find it in yourself to sit up and pull away from the embrace of your numerous children. Seeing as you were just lying on the floor, letting the larvae crawl over you, it was like the world's ugliest puppy pile, but you still loved it as they squirmed over you.

Watching you with amusement, a mild concern present due to your injuries, Chrysalis asked "How did this happen again?"

Sighing, you answered "I was cheering for joy over the knowledge that I am an unlimited source of power for you and my lovely little larvae, when I tripped over my own feet, cause I forgot to tie my shoe. I ended up crashing into one of Chitin's cabinets full of medical supplies. Scalpels, bonesaws, those little hammers you hit knees with."

"I believe Chitin said he'd need to replace those, as well as get some other medical supplies. For Anon's sake, I suggest we provide him with what he needs, or your beloved will hurt himself beyond repair one of these times," Chitin, disguised as Vespa, stated. You wanted to glare at him or flip him off for the comment, as well as shameless plugging of his own resources as a priority, but you had to let it go. Both because Chrysalis was watching and you yet again had to rely on him to imitate your personal guard.

Chrysalis hummed in consideration, then nodded her head. "For the sake of my Anon, I'll do whatever it takes to keep him in the best of health. He's my precious mate, and that was before we learned of his astounding capacity to create unlimited love. Honestly, divine flavor and without limit, I feel spoiled at this point," Chrysalis agreed with Chitin, which would have pissed you off had she not taken to complimenting you. You'd consider stroking your ego, but your kids were crawling all over you and that'd just be creepy.

"Chitin touched my no-no zone," you stated, trying to get some vengeance, if only verbal, on the Changeling. You saw out of the corner of your eye his facade as Vespa, eyes narrowed at you, then grinned. "Of course, he was doing it to make sure Vlad the Impaler could keep doing his job, not in the way you touch me," you stated, just to make sure Chrysalis didn't end up disemboweling your remaining friend.

"True, but if you'd like, I'll gladly stand in next time and do all the actual touching myself. Maybe even transform a little nurse's outfit on me," Chrysalis suggested, licking her fangs at the thought. You were reminded how you suggested Ap do the same thing, forcing you to bite your tongue instead of coming up with a retort, just in case your stupid ass said something.

Instead, you were considering something else to talk about, when you noticed something. Rising up, sending El Presidente and Molt tumbling down your chest, pleased squeals telling you they were fine with it, you looked around your body. While your larvae had been crawling all over you and it was hard to keep track of who was where, you could at least feel the minuscule wait on your body to know they were there. Your eyes darted around, spying each of your children further down your body, while fully aware that Pupa was perched on your head, hissing triumphantly as she remained.

"Where'd Vespidae go?" you asked worriedly, looking over to Chrysalis as you had realized one of your babies was now unaccounted for, the parental instincts strong in you, and the worries that came with them even stronger.

Unconcerned, perhaps even amused by the smirk she had, Chrysalis pointed a hoof out, drawing your eye to the spot she was pointing at. Sure enough, you saw the little yellow-eyed larva crawling up in front of Chitin, which had made sense since she'd taken to liking Vespa before. However, as she looked up at Chitin, who stared down without making any motions, the little worm baby began to hiss angrily.

Shifting his gaze from the larva, to you, then to Chrysalis, then back to the larva, not betraying what had to be an inordinate amount of tension. "Odd, Vespidae's been rather fond of you before. Whatever could have changed?" Chrysalis asked, her eyes narrowing, increasing the intensity of their glow.

You opened your mouth to expel some sort of bullshit excuse, but Chitin answered "It's probably because when I was picking Anon up the other day, Chitin spilled some medicinal ointments on me by mistake. He said they were going to throw off my pheromones, which is probably making Vespidae not recognize me as she should."

"Hmmm... very well then. Do try to fix that, I'd rather my lovely little larva enjoys those that are around her," Chrysalis stated, stroking her hoof under her chin.

You looked between Chrysalis and Chitin, then thought of something. "Speaking of Chitin, let me take the brood to him for another check up. I just want to make sure that they're as healthy as possible" you declared, rising up while moving the larvae from your to the basket meant for carrying them.

Smiling sweetly at you, something that felt out of place with her sinister and deadly look, but at the same time felt so... right, Chrysalis said "Such a loving father you are, I'd be jealous of our brood if I wasn't enjoying this so much. Besides, I do have to continue the plans for our invasion of Equestria."

You cocked a brow at the statement, gently placing Vespidae in the basket with the others after removing her from in front of Chitin, your yellow-eyed baby calming down in the presence of her siblings. "We're still going to invade Equestria? Even though I can provide all the love the hive will ever need?" you asked, making a point of saying it as the two of you together and not solely Chrysalis doing it. You had to be a team, a united group, or she'd see there was a divide.

"Of course. While you are our secret weapon, that which will fuel our hive toward the future it deserves, and could even sustain us for years to come, and beyond once we find a way to extend your life," Chrysalis acknowledged, giving you a loving smile simply thinking of what you meant to the hive, and even more so, to her. And yet, with all the menace of a wounded predator, which you figured she was in a sense, she added "However, the ponies made a fatal mistake. They dared to try and steal you away from us, from me, and that... that cannot be allowed. Not only because you are our lifeline now, but because they would dare to shatter our family, our hive, and I have no reason to doubt they'd try to do it again. They must pay for threatening us in such a way, just as we must make sure they can never do it again. So this is for the survival of the hive, as well as vengeance for thinking they could ever harm us in such a way to start with."

"... So... still going to take over Equestria, alright. Still hope we have plans for the princesses, like the sex club thing," you stated, at least wanting to keep the idea of sparing lives in mind. Sure, you were going to back Ap when she got out of the cocoon, but you wanted to have a back up plan. Kinda shitty, considering you already declared that you were going to make things work with Ap, but you were used to having a back up.

"Oh absolutely, I still plan on that sex club where Princess Cadance will get royally fucked, pun intended, in front of her beloved Shining Armor," Chrysalis stated, her tone oddly conversational despite the statement she just made.

"Royally fucked!" Pupa hissed out happily, drawing the attention of all the adults.

Smiling down at her, you reached out to stroke her head. "Oh Pupa, you are a gem and a delight, always knowing just the right thing to say," you compliment the vocal larva. You remembered hearing once that smart people swore a lot, so clearly Pupa was a fucking genius. Looking back to Chrysalis, your nerves settled by the words of your daughter, you said "Alright, gonna go check in with Chitin now. I'll get back to you about the plans later."

Waving her hoof, Chrysalis said "I'll be waiting with bated breath."

"Honey, I'm hoooooome!" you announced cheerfully as you entered your room, basket full of hissing larvae in your arms, and Chitin at your back. The moment the door closed, the Changeling transformed back to his normal state, sighing as he seemed relieved to be in his own form.

Before the two of you, legs folded and tied to her body with as much rope and leather straps as you and Chitin could gather from the love shack, was Vespa. Perched atop your bed, with the shreds of your sheets stuffed in her mouth, which was then bound down with more rope, she glared at you with her one good eye, the venom in the look almost making you forget to breathe when you saw it. You didn't like leaving her in your room, especially with Ap's cocoon, now totally exposed, in here with her. However, transporting a fully grown Changeling, and one that was taller than most others, through the hive without anyone noticing was out of the question. So you'd simply taken to making your room the prison it was, but for Vespa instead of yourself.

Walking over to the bed, you set the basket down and said "Easy there, I brought babies and food." You took Vespidae out of the basket and placed her on the bed, the larva quickly looking at her favorite elite guard and cooing happily, which seemed to make Vespa relax a little... that was, until your hand touched her head.

Her yellow eye flashed with rage, a muffled snarl that still seemed to convey all the malicious intent for you that she could possibly muster, but you ignored it. Instead, you just stroked her head, doing it as gently as possible. She continued to snarl, but with time it seemed to subside as she felt the love you were feeding into her. Sure, she was a colossal bitch, a pain in the ass who tried to kill her daughter and your lover, but she did it out of a misguided sense concern for her hive. That, and the fact that after she heard you had fucked her daughter and put her in this position, she flew into a blind rage... or was it half-blind for her? Hah, still can't let up on the blind jokes.

"This is going to be problematic. If we continue to keep her here, like this, somepony will find her eventually. If not, I've only got enough mirror weed to keep her from shapeshifting for a few more days at most," Chitin stated as he stepped forward to inspect the elite, renewing her snarls. Mirror weed was a plant that could apparently keep Changelings from shapeshifting, which Chitin had a totally convenient supply of for medicinal purposes and totally not illicit experimental reasons.

"Man, I sure could use some weed myself," you stated, then paused and looked over to your basket of larvae, all of whom seemed to have gone quiet for once to look at you. "... don't do drugs kids. We're not going to have the 'I learned it from watching you, dad!' moments when you get older," you advised your brood.

Stepping forward, giving you his best glare, which was pretty half-assed compared to what Ap and Vespa had given you, Chitin said "Seriously Anon, Vespa's going to get out and we don't know how much longer it'll be until Apocrita emerges. We need another plan, even if it means... well... you know."

"... Chitin, if you're seriously suggesting that we murder Vespa, chop her up into little pieces, then smuggle them out one at a time to dispose of them properly, you're a sick motherfucker," you spat, narrowing your eyes. How could he dare suggest such a thing? The nerve on him! This was Ap's mother, she'd be furious if you-

"What? No, I meant have sex with her. You and that magic penis of yours seems to put Changelings under your sway. If anything, you are the one that must be the 'motherfucker' as you call it," Chitin informed you, looking at you with raised brows for suggesting such a thing. Even Vespa had her eye widened at what you had said, ignorant of the fact Vespidae had crawled atop her head.

"Oh... ooooooh! Oh shit, that's what you meant!" you exclaimed, chuckling happily as you realized your friend wasn't a cold blooded killer. Given the fact your first thought was to murder Vespa and not just fuck her made you ashamed of yourself. "Well, damn, yeah, I guess that would work... but let me hold off on that for now, see if we can't get Ap to emerge before it comes to that. I'm sure she wouldn't be happy if I fucked her mom... although... she is already tied up, and I've always been interested in bondage... hmmmm..."

Vespa's eye widened once more in shock, trying to move about, leading Vespidae to roll off her head and back onto the mattress with a little cry. Chitin grunted, then reached over to pick Vespidae up, only for the larva to snap at his hoof. Pulling it away, he said "While I did suggest that plan, perhaps you should wait for when your brood isn't here. Pupa certainly seems to have a tendency to repeat what she hears."

"Fuck off!" the aforementioned larva chirped, making you almost giggle like a schoolgirl.

"I didn't teach her that one," you laughed, wiping a tear from your eye. Sighing, you nodded "Yeah, we'll consider that when the time comes." Then turning to Ap's cocoon, you pointed to it and said "You hear that Ap? If you don't want me fucking your mom, you best get out here soon!"

Author's Note

Almost forgot to add a way to explain why Vespa doesn't just shapeshift out of her bonds. That said, this one got a bit harder for me to pull the pieces together for, got kinda scatterminded halfway through, but hey, I've still got my chapter a day in (in America, sorry rest of the world). Next chapter though will... well, you'll have fun with that.

The Usurper Emerges!

"So, let me get this straight. You're saying that if I eat those magic mushrooms, I'll grow a second dick?" you asked, looking at Chitin, still disguised as Vespa, with excitement.

"I... no. I didn't say that at all. Where did you get that idea from?" Chitin asked, totally confused as to where you came to such an assumption. "We were talking about the use of mushrooms in potions, sure, but your phallus has nothing to do with this. Why, with your body and lack of the typical magical system, even if we were to use such a potion on you, the effects aren't guaranteed or certain."

"... so what you're saying is... there's a potion I can drink to grow a second dick? And with my body, I could grow more than one extra dick?... I like where you're going with this," you stated, stroking your chin in thought.

Chitin shook his head, wondering why he was stuck in another nonsensical conversation as you walked through the halls of the hive. At this point, you weren't even going anywhere. You found it relaxing to just walk around at times and shoot the breeze. Sure, you had your brood to care about, but after Molt threw up into your open mouth while tossing him into the air, you needed some distance.

"Anon, sometimes I question if you-" Chitin started to say, only to freeze up.

Groaning, you slapped your hands to your head. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! This shit again!? What is it this time? Dragons flying in from overhead? Pony army appearing on the horizon?... did one of my kids undergo metamorphosis already? FUCK! I wanted to be there for that!" you shouted, so tired of the hivemind telepathy thing. Seriously, it was feeling like an overused trope of some sort, and since you weren't privy to what was being said, it just added unnecessary suspense to you... still, you waited for Chitin to answer.

When he snapped out of it, Chitin turned his head to you, eyes wide in surprise. "They... they say a usurper is being escorted to the throne room. One who would challenge Q-Queen Chrysalis for the right to rule," Chitin announced, the words making your heart pound while dropping at the same time.

A usurper? Challenging for the right to rule? Ap... Ap was out of her cocoon? Dammit, why didn't she come find you before going after Chrysalis! Even if not to reconvene and discuss the plan of action with you, then to just say hello before confronting the head bitch in charge! You were going to give her such an earful when you saw her!... and probably a mouthful... and a few other things full.

You didn't even bother ordering Chitin to follow you as you charged toward the throne room, and he didn't need it, quickly following on your heel. You wanted to tell him to just grab onto you and fly you over to the throne room as Vespa had done when your brood was hatching, but you remembered him saying that just because he could shapeshift a proper wing in place of his missing one didn't mean he was capable of flying properly.

Thankfully, you weren't too terribly far away from the throne room, and with a short run that paled in comparison to the life-or-death sprint you had to catch up to Vespa, you were soon before it, a horde of Changelings already crowding around the outside of it, prepared to witness whosoever would dare to challenge the current queen for the right to rule. Upon seeing you though, they parted to allow you through. You'd have spent some time soaking in the beauty of their respect and admiration for you, but you had your priorities.

Stepping through the open double doors, you found there were far more guards lining the throne room than usual, but none moving in to stop anyone from entering. Quickly walking forward, you felt Chrysalis' magic lift you before you'd even laid eyes upon her, pulling you up to your separate throne. You'd gotten used to her seating you beside her, but when you saw the basket of larvae sitting on your throne, you figured she wanted you to keep an eye on them.

"I can't believe this. The shame, the sheer audacity, to be trying something like this right now. Right before I lay siege to Canterlot. Do they not know how important this is? Not just for me, but for us all!?" Chrysalis muttered, her words seething into a hiss as she considered what was about to happen.

Chewing the inside of your cheeks, not sure what to say, you reached into the basket and just started to pet the brood. "I'm... I'm sure it'll all end up exactly how it's supposed to. Hell, I'm sure that what's best for everyone will happen," you stated, not wanting to admit you knew Ap was coming to whoop her ass, especially since she still had time to beat you if she really wanted, but not wanting to flat out lie. So you took the middle ground and spoke half-truths.

Sighing, Chrysalis looked over to you, smiling softly despite the tension in the air. "Oh Anon, it puts me at ease to know you have such confidence in me. You're right of course. I shouldn't be upset at all. If anything, this gives me a chance to show just how powerful I am with your support," Chrysalis cooed, her eyes glowing with a mild delight as she stared at you. Oh man, if guilt was a knife, then it was digging into your gut right now.

Before you could reply, a Changeling stepped forth in front of the thrones, announcing "My lady, Queen Chrysalis, and her consort, Lord Anon! It is my... duty to introduce you to he who would challenge our lady for the right to rule!"

Wait... he?... did Ap have a sex change? Oh fuck! Did this mean you were gay now? You didn't have anything against homosexuals, and sure, you could admire a man's body, even approve of the dicks you'd seen in porn, but you never thought of yourself as gay! It just wasn't your thing.

Before the Changeling could continue, another pushed him aside... at least, you think it was a Changeling. It looked like a slightly larger, more complete Changeling without any holes or ragged bits, with an almost invitingly smooth dark cyan exoskeleton, although you took notice to the back armor to look like some kind of purple, and with weird pale pearl looking things around his throat. They even hard a short pair of deer looking antlers to go with its horn that were some sort of... red? Pink? It matched their sparkly, curved wings is all you were certain of. But those eyes... they seemed familiar, yet different.

"I'll take it from here," the weird Changeling stated, their oddly gruff voice clicking with you on who it was.

"Pharynx, is that you?" you asked, earning a curious look from Chrysalis as she seemed to now recognize who it was.

Looking up to you, Pharynx smiled and nodded his head. "Yeah Anon, it's me. As you can see, I've changed for the better," he stated, puffing out his chest a bit.

"So... you came back to fight Chrysalis?" you asked, frowning a bit. This wasn't what you thought it was going to be. On one hand, you were happy that it wasn't Ap, because you weren't quite ready for that fight. On the other hand... the fuck was this?

Shaking his head quickly, Pharynx answered "No, I'm here to introduce my brother, Thorax."

Sweeping his wing outward, Pharynx stepped aside as another Changeling stepped forward. Much larger, with a lime green exoskeleton, pale pearl things at the throat, purple looking back armor and eyes, with a blue violet version of the wings that Pharynx was now sporting. Most noticeable of all was the large set of orange antler things on his head.

"... your brother is a moose?" you asked, earning a snort of amusement from Chrysalis, who had to hold a hoof to her mouth to stifle herself. As serious as this was, she found your statements humorous. Curse her for giving you reasons to love her! This was going to make the fight with Ap all the more difficult... probably literally.

Thorax frowned as Pharynx replied "No, he's a Changeling. A new kind of Changeling, as you can see that I now am."

"Indeed," Thorax agreed, stepping forward so he could loudly proclaim what he had to, although he quickly turned his back on you and Chrysalis so he could address the Changelings filing into the throne room to watch. "I've discovered that if we give love, our own love, willingly to one another, we produce more love than we give! I shared my love with my brother and he did the same with me, and as you can see, we've undergone a metamorphosis that has made us greater than ever before! We won't ever have to go hungry again, for we can share and unite, joining hooves with the ponies as allies and not enemies!"

You stared at them for a moment, then turned to Chrysalis and said "Hey, I'm sorry about this. I didn't realize that when I sent Pharynx to find his brother, they were going to start a revolution to turn the hive into technicolored mooses... meeses? Whatever the plural for moose is."

Turning back to you, Thorax frowned and muttered to his brother "You're right, he is kind of a jerk."

"That's not the word I used to describe him, but I'll stick with that since there are larvae present... wait, why are there larvae present?" Pharynx asked, suddenly taking notice to the basket of your brood.

Smiling, you held them up in display. "Say hi to my kids! I knocked Chrysalis up and now we got babies! Say hi kids!"

"Fuck off!" Pupa hissed to the colorful Changelings, earning a laugh from you and Chrysalis.

"Well said Pupa, such a smart girl you are, yes you are," Chrysalis complimented the infantile Changeling, making mommy kissy faces at her.

With a deadpan look that contrasted his brother's disgusted one, Pharynx said "Yeah, that's definitely Anon's kid right there."

"He's worse than you said!" Thorax exclaimed, shocked that anyone could produce such a vulgar child.

"Hey, I'm right fucking here, you cocksucking bastard!" you shouted, trying to look hurt at his statement, but probably making it worse. Looking to Pharynx, you added "I didn't send you to find your brother just so you could come back here to insult me and start an insurrection!"

Rolling his eyes, Pharynx took a few steps forward and explained "No, but after I had to track him down through the Frozen North, stalking through the Crystal Empire to find that he was now living among the ponies, we ended up going on an unusual adventure where we helped the royal family there fight off an army of undead ponies raised by the remnants of King Sombra's dark essence, discovering in the process that we loved and cared for each other, transforming into what you see before you in time to put down the army and be praised as heroes. We came back to share this so that all Changelings could live a better life."

"Wow. That sounds like an incredible story I would love more details on... but you became a moose. A bug-moose, but a moose none the less," you said with a frown. Why were you arguing with him on this so much? Wouldn't this have potentially answered your problem with Chrysalis and Ap?... at least, to some degree. Yet you couldn't help fighting it. Maybe it's because this was the path that would keep you from still being a king. Maybe it's because an excess of colors hurt your eyes. Maybe it's because this felt so incredibly forced, you had to flip the universe off and say "Fuck this!"

"I agree Anon," Chrysalis stated, bringing the attention to her, reminding everyone she was the queen and one in charge, not you. "Besides, I discovered Anon, who is a source of unlimited love that will fuel the hive for all time, as well as having championed the rights of Changelings to take what belongs to us! I mean, just look at me," Chrysalis stated with a smug smile, waving a foreleg in front of herself to show how she had grown more powerful.

As if only now seeing Chrysalis for the first time since they came back, Pharynx and Thorax both seemed to stiffen. "She's... she's different than before. So much more complete. Healthier than I thought without our metamorphosis," Thorax admitted, gulping. You remembered he was the weaker of the brothers from what Pharynx had said, yet ended up the larger of the two. That probably was a bad sign for them.

"A lot deadlier looking too," Pharynx added, eyeing her blade-like horn and extra armor in certain spots.

"R-regardless, we're not here for a fight. We're here to offer the hive something new. A chance to not take power for ourselves, but to make it!" Thorax declared, clearly nervous still, but finding his nerve as he turned back to the rest of the Changelings.

There was a wave of murmurs that ran through the gathering crowd, considering what Thorax was offering them, but clearly apprehensive to accept it. Perhaps if they'd seen it for themselves, they'd be more willing to believe him, but at this time they just had reason to believe he was trying to trick everyone with his words. He could have changed into that form before arriving here, although from what you'd learned, creating something they had never seen was a difficult task for most Changelings.

Tired of the talk, Chrysalis flew down from the throne, landing only feet away from Thorax and Pharynx, drawing the attention of the brothers back to her. "Then why don't you prove it as any upstart would? Defeat me in combat," she offered, actually being nice enough to give them a chance instead of just murdering them then and there.

"I just said we're not here to fight. We want to offer everypony the chance to grow, not force it upon them," Thorax insisted, holding his head high.

"And I just gave you the chance to fight back, but if you don't want to take it, then fine," Chrysalis stated, shrugging as if she'd just been told her guests didn't want to drink. Only Pharynx really seemed to take the actual words to heart as he saw Chrysalis' horn begin to glow, jumping before Thorax and throwing up a violet shield of magic, barely defending against a beam of pure magic that still sent him and Thorax skidding across the throne room.

"Holy shit!... Chrysalis can shoot lasers!" you shouted, taking amazement in the wrong thing apparently, Chitin giving you an irritated look.

"Holy fuck!" Pupa squeaked back at you.

"You're right, 'fuck' would have been better than 'shit'," you agreed with your daughter, stroking her head as you watched Pharynx look back to see if his brother was okay.

"You dishonor yourself and your brother for interfering in what is supposed to be a one-on-one fight... but I'm feeling generous. I'll take you both on at the same time," Chrysalis offered, a smile on her face that allowed a sinister gleam reflect off her fangs, almost hungry for blood.

"What the fuck!? You're arranging a threesome in front of me!? Not cool Chrysalis! I demand my own threesome if we're doing this!" you shouted, knowing she meant a fight, but not willing to give up on the idea you might be able to manipulate more sex out of this.

"Wh-what? No, honey I didn't mean it that way!" Chrysalis replied, flustered out of focus of the upcoming fight, more concerned about you. It warmed your heart a little.

"I just said we didn't come here to fight!" Thorax protested, stepping forward boldly, if somewhat foolishly.

"No, we didn't... but that doesn't mean we won't!" Pharynx growled, charging forward as he produced several bolts of magical energy at Chrysalis. The bolts struck right as she turned back to face him... and seemed to do nothing, practically dissipating into the lustrous black exoskeleton, which brought a malicious smile to Chrysalis' face.

"Oh my, I knew I'd grown more powerful from Anon's love, but this is a lovely surprise!" she laughed, holding a hoof up to observe it. Looking back to Pharynx, she licked a fang and added "Let's see how your carapace does in comparison, shall we?"

Pharynx didn't get a chance to refute the offer as Chrysalis' horn once more flashed green, now enveloping the rebelling Changeling in her aura, slamming him against the ground. The moment his head bounced off the floor, Chrysalis nodded her head up quickly, sending him flying up into the ceiling of the room, forcing numerous onlookers that had been hovering overhead for a chance to watch to fly out of the way. Even after he collided with the ceiling, Chrysalis threw her head down, sending him plummeting to the ground.

"Leave him alone!" Thorax cried out, apparently unwilling to defend himself, but more than willing to step up for his brother. He flew forward with all the grace of... well, a lumbering technicolored moose. Perhaps thankfully for him, Chrysalis was too invested in tossing Pharynx around to dodge him, taking the orange antlers to the chest, his momentum carrying her back into the throne with a nasty crack that made you wince. The attack freed Pharynx from Chrysalis' hold, but he'd been knocked around enough that he still dropped to the ground with a thud, weakly trying to rise back to his hooves.

Despite having been slammed into her own throne, Chrysalis laughed it off. "So glad to see those antlers aren't just for show! But you know, this reminds me how I haven't had the chance to try out my horn," she announced, narrowing her eyes as she planted her back legs and pushed forward, shoving Thorax away from her. The moment he was far enough away from her that she could move, Chrysalis swung her head down, bringing the blade-like horn atop her head to slash down, aiming to sever her opponent's jugular. Thorax was only saved as another violet barrier appeared between him and Chrysalis, although it shattered soon after as Chrysalis' horn struck it, the impact sending the green moose-bug down on his side.

"You know, this is pretty awesome to watch... yet part of me isn't happy with it," you grumbled, watching as Chrysalis kicked a foreleg forward, sending Thorax sliding over to his brother.

"Probably because it was your command to send Pharynx after his brother that led to this confrontation right now," Chitin pointed out, wincing as Chrysalis now took to enveloping Thorax's antlers in her magic and using them to bludgeon Pharynx. "That, and the fact she's beating them both with relative ease because of your love fueling her."

"Ooooh yeah, that's right... shit, now I feel bad. Thanks a lot," you grunted, not even able to take pleasure in the fight. You'd usually love this, especially as Pharynx lunged to stop Chrysalis, only to be parried by the queen's blade horn, knocking Pharynx head to the side, then catching him behind one of his smaller antler things, the queen spinning around to send him flying back into Thorax, just as he was getting back up.

"You could stop it, give them a chance to survive. They might even end up being... you know... useful later," Chitin suggested, trying not to say it out loud in case Chrysalis was overhearing, but you got the point. While you'd rather not insult Ap with the idea that she'd need assistance from magic moose-bugs, the fact that Chrysalis was practically playing with the two because of your love told you it would be a good idea to have that in your back pocket. If nothing else, as Chitin said, you owed Pharynx for putting him in this position in the first place.

"Yeah, I might as well," you sighed, placing the basket of your children aside so you could hop down from the throne. You fast approached Chrysalis as she had her hooves planted on the throats of the brothers, pressing down on them, the two trying and failing to remove her. "Hey Chrysalis, lets call it a day and send them to the dungeons or something," you implied like you were suggesting you get Mexican instead of Chinese... fuck, now you wanted a burrito. You missed good food that wasn't just grubs and sex spit.

Without removing her hooves, Chrysalis looked back at you with a raised brow. "Anon, honey, I can't do that. They're usurpers trying to take my throne, our right to rule. I have to execute them as is tradition," she said as sweetly as she could to you.

"Yeah, but traditionally speaking, your challenger would only ever be a female, right? The idea of a male Changeling ruling being laughable after all, even if it is totally sexist," you grunted, a chorus of murmurs coming from the crowd, the females agreeing at the idea of a male Changeling ruling being preposterous, while the males thought it was offensive to them. "Besides, they're so... colorful. It's kinda hilarious. You can put them in the dungeon, then bring them out to be the court jesters or something. The humiliation of having been beaten so soundly and reduced to such a position being far more punishing than death."

Chrysalis stared at you for a moment, then removed her hooves, granting the brothers air. They greedily sucked in breaths, until Chrysalis used her magic to knock their heads together, rendering them unconscious. "Oh Anon, as always, the creativity in your devious mindset has me in awe," she cooed, approaching you so that she could nuzzle her face into your form.

Chuckling a bit, if somewhat awkwardly, you looked down at the two brothers, thinking about just how easily she kicked their asses. It was concerning how utterly dominating she was, yet equally arousing. You were a bit worried for Ap, but she should have the same level of love fueling her... although, she wasn't a queen before this. Chrysalis was already a queen feeding off of this love, so at this point, the inevitable fight between the two felt like it could go either way.

"Well... what can I say? I've got a knack for putting people in some bad shit... myself included."

Author's Note

"You thought it was Ap, but it was really me, THORAX!"

Brotherly Love: Fight For The North, the story of how two brothers learn what they mean to one another while fighting off a horde of zombie ponies, now available... never.

That said, Chrysalis was kicking ass and chewing gum, now she's all out of ass. What I'm saying is... send more gum.

Generation Anon

Your eyes opened slowly, unwillingly so, as you heard hissing. That damnable hissing that woke you up every day, irritating you to no end. You had half a mind to find the source and rip it apart for daring to wake you from your rightful sleep. Taking in the sight around you, you just saw larvae blocking your view of all else, although they were the source of the hissing... no... no, they were the source of some hissing, but not the hissing that had woken you up. Where was... oh, right.

Lifting your head, you opened your mouth, giving a squeaky yawn that silenced the hissing. You were the source of it. It seemed every morning, you forgot that you hissed in your sleep, just as you were on the verge of waking up, and so the hissing would surprise you and wake you the rest of the way up.

Welp, so much for ripping the source of it apart. After all, how could you? Not just in the literal fact, seeing as the only means you really had to do so were your fangs, which would never reach the rest of your short body, but also figuratively. You were Pupa- scratch that, Princess Pupa, daughter of Queen Chrysalis and Anon, the Queen of the Changelings and the alien with the most devious mind Equestria had ever seen.

Oooooh, just the thought of your parents made your insides wriggle in excitement and joy. Because of them, you were essentially the perfect being. Hell, as a larva, you shouldn't have even been talking yet, but you were already getting a minor hang of your shapeshifting abilities to the point you could hold your vocal chords together to say a few words at a time. You'd already heard how the adults complimented you, revering your obvious intelligence and innate skills. Your brood was part of the newest generation, the best generation. Generation Anon. And you, well you were at the top of the damn class.

"Yaaaaaw, looks like someone's up," your father stated, rising out of bed beside your mother, taking notice of your waking form among the otherwise sleeping masses of your siblings. He strode over, wearing only a pair of boxers that didn't really hide his morning erection. You were used to seeing it at this point, mommy would end up taking care of it for him. She sometimes did before he even woke up, making daddy very happy.

As your father stood at the side of the crib your mother had built for your brood, he reached out and picked you up. You could feel the warmth of his love before the warmth of his hands ever reached you, something that seemed to stir your siblings a bit, not risking to wake them from their sleep, but instead bringing pleased smiles as they basked in it. Even you couldn't resist the delighted squeals as you sat in your father's palm, your tongue flicking out uncontrollably as you twisted your head to rub your face into one of your dad's thumbs.

"You again, huh Pupa? Always the first to rise. First to speak too. First to hatch. I'm taking a guess and saying you'll be the first to do many things, aren't you?" your father stated with an unconditional smile of pure love. He was damn right you were going to be the first. First to undergo metamorphosis. First to properly shapeshift. First to become a new queen. You'd already heard mommy say that she'd need you to, it was the only way you'd all be able to rule over Equestria. And you wouldn't even have to worry about trying to murder mommy for the right to do so... although... if you ever wanted to become Empress... no, no, that wasn't something to think about... now.

Your attention was drawn from your father as you heard more hissing from below. Not the simple hissing of sleeping larvae, but the hissing that demanded attention. It was Vespidae, her yellow eyes looking up at you with jealousy that you were hogging all of daddy's attention, even if his love went out to all of you. That was fine. Given you did care for all of your siblings, you all were exceptional after all, Vespidae was the one that seemed to be the best after you.

"Good morning to you too, Vespidae. Jealous of your sister? Let's fix that," your father stated with a smile, reaching down and plucking your sister so that she could be added to his palm with you. The moment she was beside you, you lifted your head and placed it atop hers, giving her a loving nuzzle... but one that also said you were the head bitch on top. She accepted it, and so there were no problems. "Awwww, that's so sweet. You kids are going to give me diabetes at this point. Shocking, considering multicolored ponies that seem to eat primarily sugar had their shot."

You hissed back, not wanting to push yourself to shapeshift vocal chords when you simply wanted daddy to know that you were paying attention and hearing him. Your hiss brought forth a few more, reminding you that your siblings were going to keep waking up. Daddy would put you down with the rest of them so that he could give each of them attention, so you took the initiative to start crawling up his arm. He didn't move to stop you, instead doing as you expected and picking your brothers and sisters up one after another as they awoke. You reached his shoulder quickly enough, turning back to watch as the rest of your brood crawled along your father's hands and forearms. The attention to each just seemed to make your father's love radiate even more, a chorus of coos and happy hisses meeting your ears.

Smiling, your father said "You know, this reminds me. Your mother and I were thinking about it, and while we've been happy to keep our eyes on you, we realized we've been denying you all the fun of hanging out with other larvae. So... we've prepared a play date for you all."

... what?

You stared in minor irritation as your father set you on the floor with the rest of your siblings, your entire brood staring out at the rest of the larvae that littered the floor. They'd brought a few different broods in, and seeing as yours was smaller than average, you and your immediate siblings were outnumbered. You'd have felt worse about your position due to that, but you noticed that among the numerous larvae, none of the others had anything more than the simple drone eyes. What a bunch of worms.

You'd even taken notice that, while your brood was indeed outnumbered, the other larvae seemed apprehensive to approach you. They knew that, despite being a smaller, younger batch of Changelings, you all were special. A step above them, simply stuffed full of love from even before you had hatched, making you stronger than they were... at least, most of them did.

As you noticed one lone larva start to crawl toward you, a little bigger and plumper than others, you heard your dad say "It's Hot Dog! I knew it was a good idea to invite him to this. He'll help bridge the gap."

"Your interest in a larva that crawled into your mouth is incredibly odd," Vespa stated beside your father. Or rather, Chitin, in Vespa's appearance. You and your siblings had seen him transform into the elite guard when out of your mother's sight, but Vespidae seemed to know that he had been faking as her from even before you'd all seen it. Whatever your sister's obsession with the elite was, she'd tipped you off to the oddities, even if you couldn't communicate as the adults could.

However, that was less important. What was important was the fact that this... Hot Dog, as your father put it, had been in his mouth? Even you'd never been in any of your father's orifices! Sure, you were smart enough to know that, unlike Changelings, your father didn't have holes to spare for something like that, but that was an honor that should have been reserved for your brood, you most of all!

Narrowing your eyes, you dared to leave the safe numbers of your brood, moving out to meet with this Hot Dog. Taking notice of your willingness to meet him, the larva smiled and hissed triumphantly, apparently feeling like he had succeeded in some monumental task. This seemed to give some confidence to the rest of the other larvae, who were starting to inch forward as well. You could only smirk as you stared up at the larger larva, who seemed to be beaming with joy over his role as ambassador to the royal brood.

His joy quickly dissipated as you drew your head back, ramming it forward to smash your forehead into his snout, making this Hot Dog squeal in pain as he reared back, shocked from your surprise attack. The other larvae stopped dead in their track as you repeated the headbutt with another one, knocking Hot Dog onto his back, wriggling and curling into a ball to try and avoid any further pain. You took this chance to crawl on top of him, using his added bulk to raise your head higher than any other, and began to hiss triumphantly. You had established that you were in charge, not just of your brood, but the other ones too!

As your siblings began to hiss in celebration of your victory, crawling forward to join you in your success and establish that they were with you, you could hear your mother squealing happily, tapping her hooves together ecstatically. "Ooooh, she's so driven! So ruthless! Oh, she gets all of that from me," your mother declared with pride.

"Yeah, but you see those headbutts? Those were totally my moves," your father chipped in, grinning from ear-to-ear at the sight of you beating up another larva.

"Oh? When have you ever headbutted anypony?" your mother asked. You weren't there for it, but you knew daddy had beaten up Vespa before, which was why she was tied up in daddy's tiny room.

In fact, as you thought about it, you turned around to watch your parents, finding them far more interesting than the rest of the larvae. You knew daddy was keeping things hidden from mommy. After all, there was also the cocoon in daddy's room, reflective to the point of being shiny. You felt like you should have been irritated by it, especially as you felt that daddy was feeding love into it, but the shininess of the thing generally eased you a bit. There was also the undeniable fact that daddy was lying to mommy. Your mommy! Queen of the Changelings, the race built on deception, lies, and cunning! And he had lied to her! To think he would be pulling one over on mommy was... it was... it was-

"Badass!" you chirped, unable to contain your feelings of admiration for your father, whose ability to lie to others, even your own mother, put him on a level all his own. You only hoped that one day, you'd be able to match your father in his utter deviousness at some point.

Turning to face you, your father grinned and walked over, picking you up from Hot Dog to bring you close enough to his face that you may nuzzle his cheek. "Sweet Pupa, you always know just what to say. Daddy is a badass, yes he is!" he announced proudly.

"Perhaps she was talking about herself?" your mother considered, stepping close so she could also receive and return affection with you.

"Why not both? She inherited it from somewhere, so clearly she gets her badassness from me," your father stated.

"As am I... we'll say it's an even split," your mother stated, leaning in against your father so they could share your attention. Yes, mommy got it. You were the culmination of their greatest attributes put into one being. A perfect Changeling, and you hadn't even undergone your first metamorphosis yet, and you knew you'd undergo a second one.

Hissing proudly, you nuzzled both your parents. That could all wait. Because as vicious and merciless as you were, you also knew the sweet, warm love of your parents, and you'd be damned if you didn't love them back.

Author's Note

A short chapter, but one that I think people would enjoy seeing. After all, who doesn't love Pupa at this point? And giving an insight into the mind of the greatest of the brood, well that's just frosting on the cake right there. Especially since, while I've only considered doing this story as a single thing, I'm hearing a lot of love for different aspects to get a spin off. Momlestia. A-League. Pupa.

The Road To War

"Chrysalis, why are we out here?" you asked, barely able to keep your eyes open as you floated in the air, held in the queen's green aura.

It was an ungodly early hour and you were struggling to stay awake, something you didn't think you'd have to do as you were being suspended hundreds of feet in the air, but apparently the desire to simply slip back into your state of slumber was far greater than the concern that you'd simply plummet to your death. This was made worse by the fact that it was cold out, the dark of the early twilight hour, plus the unobstructed wind of your high elevation, sent a shiver through your body that demanded heat. Heat, or the tingling warmth that came from the feelings of love for your brood whenever you saw them. Maybe humans needed love to survive just as much as Changelings?... or maybe you were getting emotional and corny because of your circumstances. You were a dad now, so dad jokes were to come.

Chrysalis only seemed to be happy, a wide grin on her face as she rubbed her hooves together, glancing from the silhouette of the hive below, along with a few other things in the wasteland, back to you. "Oh, I'm so sorry my dear, but the view will be absolutely stupendous once you see what I've got in store," she apologized, hovering closer so she could brush a hoof along your arm to try and comfort you.

"Just... tell me it'll be over soon. The last time I was outside so early, I was being evicted from my apartment and the landlord had actually taken to carrying my mattress out to the curb with me still on it... no, wait, I know how he did it. I was drunk," you groaned, pulling tighter around you the one blanket you'd been able to snag before Chrysalis dragged you out here.

"Not much longer now, just waiting for the sun to rise, it'll be a much better reveal," Chrysalis stated, wrapping one of her forelegs around your body so she could share body heat with you, something you had to appreciate. However, the mention of a reveal had you squinting your eyes, trying to better make out whatever it was she was trying to show you.

You weren't totally familiar with the landscape around the hive, having only seen it once when Ap gave you the tour, and from what you had seen, there was basically nothing for miles immediately around the hive, yet you had already noticed there was something else surrounding it now. In fact, focusing on one of the other masses you were barely able to make out in the dark, you noticed that while it definitely wasn't as big as the hive, it had to be fairly huge. Furthermore, it was... moving? Not a whole lot, but you could see it shifting around. The fuck was that?

Looking over to the other masses surrounding the hive, you noticed they also seemed to be moving minutely. Additionally, saying they were all surrounding the hive didn't seem to be correct. While they were spread out a bit, they only seemed to be on one side of the hive.

Taking notice of your observations, Chrysalis snickered lightly. "Curious now, aren't you? Don't worry, this will be worth the wait," Chrysalis assured you, maneuvering herself to be behind you, letting her more easily wrap her limbs around you. Her mouth now near your ear, she added "And if you're still cold afterwards, I'll gladly help you warm up." Curses, sex. She was offering you the one thing that outranked your love of bitching about shit. Given she'd been doing that since you'd gotten here, but now denying her was less fun then actually taking the horse-bug for a ride, and sometimes giving her a ride as well.

As the sun began to rise over the horizon, its golden rays slowly began to descend upon the land. Part of you was wishing you'd brought the brood up here so you could have a Lion King moment and tell them that everything the light touches would belong to them. Chrysalis would think you were a fucking mastermind for that line, perhaps you should just use it on her... nah, probably not. She'd love you even more, and considering she was already sucking your dick pretty hard, she'd be liable to suck it straight off your body.

Your thoughts of blowjobs and Disney movies disappeared as the sunrise began to unveil that which had been hidden in darkness a moment ago. Beasts of massive size and power. Creatures of undeniable muscle, contained in a fine coating of scales. Some with large, leathery wings that shook, sending gusts of wind in their wake.

"Dragons," you whispered in awe of the creatures that existed in every culture in world. Like every spazz lord, when you were in middle school, dragons were the coolest things you'd ever thought existed... then girls started getting boobs and you realized that dragons sucked in comparison.

Of course, seeing the beasts in person now drew back a feeling of pure wonder, despite everything else you'd already seen that was of utter majesty in this world. However, their wonder was quickly lessened when you recognized that the giant lizards were bound, with collars and cuffs binding their necks and limbs, all connected to a long length of chain that seemed... connected to the hive itself? Also, where was the fire breathing? You thought dragons were supposed to breathe fire! Hell, you saw that little newt Spike breathe fire, which was about the only cool thing you found in him, considering he didn't live up to your standard for dragons and was basically Twilight's bitch.

"Wonderful, aren't they? Was it not for the fact they are simply oversized brutes who prefer to use only their muscles to smash and their breath to burn, I'd actually have more respect for the dragons. But all my dealings with them have proven that only a small number have enough brains to truly be considered respectable, and even then they're... haha, they're laughable creatures. So strong, yet unable to gather together to launch a proper invasion of Equestria. If they could organize themselves, I'd actually fear them," Chrysalis began to remark, bringing the both of you down a little lower so that you could better look at the enslaved creatures.

"Speaking of burning with their breath... why aren't they? Also, those chains look kinda feeble compared to the rest of them," you pointed out, still not fully sure where this was supposed to lead, but curious none the less.

Clicking her tongue in disappointment, Chrysalis answered "Fire breathing is a magical ability of theirs, one which is negated, as is all non-Changeling magic, when inside the boundaries of our hive. However, to help answer your other question, I have not allowed such potent magic go to waste. So I had some special chains based off the workings of Lord Tirek, nasty centaur man, we'll avoid him and his cell in Tartarus. Basically, those chains grow stronger the more magic is channeled into them, and every time the dragons try to breathe fire, it channels magic into them!"

"So... I'm guessing they're not realizing what's stopping them and just keep trying?" you guessed, looking as one dragon with six legs opened its mouth, clearly trying to send a stream of fire in your direction, only for its chains to glow.

Chrysalis almost squealed in delight, something that disturbed you greatly, but less than it would before she had your babies. "Oh Anon, you are such a smart one. Of course, I should have suspected you'd catch on, as devious as you are," she complimented you, running a hoof down your spine. As much as you simply wanted to enjoy the ever welcome inflation to your ego, you looked around a bit more, still perplexed by something.

"So, besides the obvious question of 'Why do you have a bunch of dragons chained up?', besides the fact it looks badass, like the cover for a heavy metal album, I have to ask why they're on one side of the hive in particular?" you inquired, scratching your chin thoughtfully.

"Yet again, so observant," Chrysalis stated, looking at you with a sultry glimmer in her eye, but she drew her gaze away from you. "That is why I brought you out here. Allow me to show you the true wonder I have been scheming," the Changeling Queen announced, making your eyes widen fractionally. Scheming? The only thing you truly knew she was scheming for was the invasion of Canterlot. That meant that whatever this was, her plan to invade was already in motion.

Before you could actually question her, Chrysalis' horn, already glowing from supporting you, seemed to glow brighter, increasing in luminosity at a slow, yet steady pace. What was initially a gentle glow was growing to a blinding light, one that even as you closed your eyes and held a hand in the path, seemed to burn into your retina. Then, there was a loud boom, vibrating through your very bones. When you opened your eyes again, the glow was back to its initial state, but you noticed it was flickering a little. You dropped in elevation a few times, worrying you as Chrysalis panted to regain her breath.

"S-sorry about that, the spell was rather draining," Chrysalis apologized, her eyes fluttering as she tried to regain her focus, but quickly narrowing on you so that you wouldn't plummet.

Worried for your life, but even more so, concerned as to what could have drained Chrysalis so thoroughly, you reached out to place a hand on her face, stroking it from her nose up to her horn. Part of you knew it was a bad idea, because every time you fed her your love was just going to make things harder on Ap, but you never were able to control your emotions anyways. That's why you cried uncontrollably at night from ages eight to... well, you were still working on that.

Sensing your affection traveling into her, Chrysalis seemed to grow strong again once more, eyes opening wide as a matching smile took her lips. "Ah, my dear, sweet Anon. You always know how to pick me back up, even when it is I that am holding you up," she purred, nuzzling into your open hand.

"The hell was that?" you asked, trying to ignore her enamored state. "I saw you kick Thorax and Pharynx across the throne room without breaking a sweat, but whatever that was knocked the wind out of you," you pointed out, already looking away to see if you could understand what it was she had done. Everything looked about the same, although... wait... that six-legged dragon had yellow eyes before... why were they green?

"A simple enchantment, my dear," Chrysalis answered, noticing your fascination as she looked to the dragons. "Simple, but powerful. While I'd usually only use this on one pony at a time, and even then have to be feeding off of their specific love to create a proper link, their weakened magical state, plus the boost that your love gives me allowed me to cast it on all of them at once."

"So... you brainwashed them all?"

"Mind control is more like it. Far more dominating for me to say at least," Chrysalis replied with a shrug. Curses, you and your amazing dick... love, whatever, were giving her the ability to enslave on a mental level an entire group of dragons? You were too fucking overpowered in this world, but not even directly. Like the ultimate Heal/Support, which you fucking hated. Why couldn't you be DPS? Or a Tank? At least then you actually did something, even if your doing something was royal pony people.

Frowning as you still thought it over, you asked "Why did you need to mind control them if the chains were already holding them in place?"

"Ah, it's not because the chains are holding them in place. It's because the chains are holding them to the hive," Chrysalis corrected, earning her a confused looked. Rolling her eyes, but grinning all the same, she looked down to the hive and bellowed "Release the bearings!"

Following her gaze, you realized that there were more than just dragons outside the hive. Down at the base of it appeared to be a few Changelings, but even more so... Diamond Dogs? The Changelings seemed to be ordering the Diamond Dogs around, forcing them to dig around the base of the hive while placing some sort of contraption around it. In short time, there appeared to be explosions going off, not harming the hive, but sending the dirt surrounding it exploding outward, exposing sections of the hive buried beneath the surface.

Licking her fangs like a predator who had its prey in sight, Chrysalis looked back to the dragons and shouted "Now my 'loves', MARCH!" Needing no more encouragement than that, the dragons all turned away from Chrysalis, facing the direction opposite of the hive, and began to push forward. The chains quickly went taut, keeping the dragons from moving initially, letting them struggle against the wasteland's terrain, their scaly forms making no ground.

You were ready to question Chrysalis, when you saw it. Another large plume came from the hive as the Diamond Dogs continued working... then it began to move. The entire FUCKING hive was moving! It wasn't quick, only inching forward, the hard, unforgiving ground not giving much, even against the massive structure, but with as large as it was, it didn't take much for you to see that the hive was being pulled forward.

"What... What the actual fuck is going on!?" you cursed, not sure if you could believe your eyes. You'd seen a lot of insane shit since you arrived here, but this was insane! This was like watching a herd of elephants pulling the entire White House, but on a way grander scale!

"The invasion of Canterlot has begun!" Chrysalis answered your open question, almost laughing as she did so. "With the strength of the dragons, combined with the weakening of the ground before the hive as the Diamond Dogs you so kindly helped to provide, along with others they ratted out like the cowardly mutts they are, we have developed a way to move our hive from this insufferable wasteland!"

"But... but why though?" you insisted, still not getting this.

"Because with this, we will be able to move our troops into the heart of Equestria and assault Canterlot while keeping them nice and safely restored from our very hive. Even further, as we move the hive, so too do we move the throne!" Chrysalis stated gleefully, her smile wide to show the sharp teeth that were almost hungry for what came next.

"The throne... the anti-magic throne?" you pondered. "So, wait, I get that you want to move it so that non-Changelings can't use magic, but why not just remove the throne and put it somewhere else in general?"

"Because that would be like removing your very heart and expecting both it, as well as the rest of your body, to survive. The throne dies without the hive and the hive dies without the throne. Trust me, we've thought of this idea in the past, but could never come to think of a way to make this work out. It was only after you, granting me love and power beyond previously thought reasoning, could I manipulate creatures strong enough to move the hive in its entirety... I mean, sure, I had to leave a few of the lesser parts behind, but we really didn't need some of those chambers anyways. I can't even remember the last time I went into the library," Chrysalis explained, making more sense with every word... and also making you realize that Ap was going to be pissed at all those books being left behind.

Watching almost stupidly as you saw the hive continue to inch forward, the structure seemingly holding together well, you mumbled "So you're going to move the hive and throne to Canterlot, cancel out the magical power of the ponies, and take over completely."

Shaking her head, Chrysalis moved in closer, wrapping her forelegs around you. "No, WE'RE going to move the hive and throne to Canterlot, cancel out the magical power of the ponies, and take over completely. I couldn't have done any of this without you. From the love and magic, to the Diamond Dogs softening up the earth, and especially the drive to push me to my most desperate, yet devastating plan yet. You're like the gift that keeps on giving, my love," she cooed, nuzzling her face into you, careful only to avoid sticking you were that blade horn. "Even better, once we've arrived, we'll also have the Diamond Dogs and dragons to supplement our forces. Tartarus, we might not even have to risk a single Changeling life, and we have you to thank for that."

Well... you knew you were responsible for this shit... but fuck. "Haha, you know me... just trying to keep those I care about alive..."

Author's Note

I BEAT THE BUZZER!

Sorry for the delay almost making me miss a day (again, only in America, sorry rest of my loving public), but lets just say this day has... it has not been kind to me. I'm not going to elaborate any further than that because I do not want to make excuses, nor do I want any pity, but regardless, the chapter is done. And for those that have been complaining about not enough progression, which some of the rest have been more than kind enough to defend me on such... here's some motherfucking progression.

Go The Fuck To Sleep

"I can't fucking believe this shit. I know I was in some really crazy shit, but seriously? I went from living in a world of diabetes inducing ponies with their excess color and overly sweet mannerisms, when suddenly I find myself in Chrysalis' Moving Hive, the shitty anime parody movie nobody wanted? Goddamn!" you shouted, throwing yourself face down on the bed in Chrysalis room, only the slightest of vibrations being felt that indicated that the hive was currently being dragged across the earth.

"I've got to say, I wasn't prepared for all of this. Queen Chrysalis just warned me to look after your brood and make sure they weren't going to be upset by what was to come. I don't think she had informed the rest of the hive that she was even doing this," Chitin stated, blinking as he stared at you in Vespa's form. Part of you wanted to tell him to fix that shit, because Vespa's bad eye never blinked. Never did anything besides... stare blankly at nothingness... but that wasn't important at the moment, even if it may eventually lead to Chitin's execution. His problem, not yours.

"She's moving the entire hive to attack Canterlot. I knew he was determined, but this... this is an all-or-nothing gamble. She fails, every bug in here will be in trouble. There's no retreating, because the place you'd hide at is done with. But between the magic nullifying throne and the motherfucking dragons dragging this place... hah, dragons draggin', puns... wait, what was I saying?" you asked, totally derailing yourself, just as you wish you could for this hive, except there wasn't even a set of tracks.

"In your words, we're fucked. At least, the part of you that worries about the ponies in Canterlot," Chitin answered, almost making you giggle. You'd never heard him curse before, even if it was in someone else's voice. "While I'm truly astounded by this, we shouldn't worry too terribly much. The dragons have already stopped once for a scheduled break. Take the breaks into account, along with the slow pace, and the overall distance to Canterlot and it'll take weeks to arrive, even if we run into no trouble. Apocrita will have emerged by that point," the elite imitator pointed out.

You shook your head, rolling onto your back to stare at the ceiling like it had done you some injustice. "This is Chrysalis we're talking about. Don't you think she's got some sort of plan to pick up the pace? The ponies will take notice of the hive sooner or later, well before we get anywhere near Canterlot. She's got to have, like, jets or something prepared to speed things up, then we'll be launching ourselves into the capital of Equestria and butt fucking every pony that dares to stand against her. I'm not sure when or how, but she'll do it. We can't wait on Ap at this point."

Humming in amusement, Chitin rubbed a hoof under his chin and said "You know, for as child like as you are, I'd have figured you'd be chanting repeatedly for Ap to have already emerge from the cocoon or complaining that she was taking too long."

You snorted at that, replying with "Seriously? You think I'm that impatient? Anything done right takes time. Why, if I was the sort of person to bitch about her not emerging from her cocoon yet simply because it didn't suit my needs, I'd expect her to show only to clock me in the jaw and tell me to go eat two dicks and a nutsack... that, or she'd emerge without doing what she needed, be too weak, and die fighting Chrysalis. None of us want things to end that way, right?"

"I don't know why you're phrasing it that way, but I agree," Chitin concurred, even if he was looking at you in mild confusion.

Pushing yourself upright, you said "Back to the important stuff, I need to warn the ponies. The only way to do that is for me to contact Luna, so... I need to go to sleep." For a good moment, you just stared at Chitin, and in turn he stared back at you. When you realized he wasn't taking the hint, you added "Go grab your medical stuff and give me something to knock me out."

Shaking his head, he answered "Won't work. The only drugs I have for such actions are notorious for putting ponies, and all living creatures for that matter, into a dreamless sleep. I've received numerous complaints about how unsettling it is. Without the dream aspect, you wouldn't be able to talk to Princess Luna anyways."

You frowned, putting your head in your hands. "Shit, I guess this will have to go the more... painful route... alright, just... just make it as quick as possible, and prepare something for my headache afterwards," you commanded, only to get another confused look from Chitin.

"I... have no idea what you're talking about," he muttered.

"Knock me out. Make me unconscious. Kick me in the head or something that'll render me, you know... not awake anymore," you commanded, closing your eyes and wincing away as if you expected him to fly forward and drop kick you the moment you finished speaking. Although... now you were wondering how a pony could drop kick someone. You'd heard it happened in the past, but it was just weird.

Once more, Chitin simply shook his head at you, almost exhausted at your outrageous demand. "As much as I'd love to give that a try, I can't do that either. As long as I'm posing as Vespa for you, I'm responsible for your well being. I knock you out by bludgeoning you in any manner, depriving you of air, whatever, it'll fall on me. You already know what Queen Chrysalis will do to me, especially since Vespa's already been warned about harming you. Why, even if we blamed something else for it, she'd say it was my responsibility to keep you safe," Chitin explained, showing that ever prevalent self-preservation that you had to respect him for, even if it pissed you off at moments.

"So what the hell am I supposed to do? I woke up just moments before Chrysalis dragged me outside for that display, now I can't go the fuck to sleep!" you groaned, pounding your fists on the mattress like a child throwing a tantrum. You finally had a mattress that could make you enjoy the sweet, sweet embrace of sleep, even if you had to share it with Chrysalis, yet you couldn't make actual use out of it!

Tilting his head to one side as he apparently tried to think of an answer, Chitin suggested "Why not try to count parasites?"

"... what?"

"It's a common sleep trick for Changelings, at least for the drones and others that can't be qualified as elites. You'll turn to the closest Changeling you're sharing a crevasse with and look over their body to see how many parasites are currently infesting them. It never worked for me, only because then I begin to concoct a plan for the removal of the infestation, but for the more simple minded I've been told it does wonders," he explained, trying to offer a smile to encourage you.

Your response came from a pillow flying across the room to strike Chitin right in his Vespa-face. "Besides the fact you're calling me stupid, which also reminds me to get back at you for saying you want to hit me, something like that sounds like it'd only terrify me to the point of never sleeping again. You want that? Me never sleeping again? Never getting dream blowjobs from Moonpie?... or warning her of the invasion?" you inquired, glaring at your shitty friend... even if he was still in your Top 5 Friends of all time.

Pushing the pillow off of his face, having apparently been impaled on the horns, Chitin retorted "Then we'll go with something else. Why not drink a nice, relaxing warm fluid? I hear ponies will drink a warm glass of milk. We might have something equivalent to that here."

Shaking your head vehemently this time, you said "No, no, no, no, no! I know what sort of drinks are available here. It's either water, spit, the blood of some unfortunate creature, or a bodily fluid that came out of an orifice I don't want to be drinking from. Nuh-uh, not happening."

Narrowing his, or essentially Vespa's, eyes, Chitin said "Fine, then there's only one more answer for getting you to sleep, even if it's something I'd rather not have you do."

You lifted your brow, curious as to what chitin had in mind.

You panted out, collapsing backward as you regained your breath. "Th-that's s-seven... fuck!" you cursed, trying to wipe an arm over your face to remove the sweat that had accumulated there, only to find that the sweat on your arm had added to it. This wasn't working.

"Y-you're a monster," Chrysalis practically gurgled, trying to lift her head from the ground, only to find that the strength in her legs had completely gone, dropping her hips to the ground, splashing in a puddle of your combined fluids. "A s-sexy, insatiable m-monster," she groaned, on the verge of passing out herself.

Dammit! After following Chitin's advice that you should feel tired after sex, you hunted Chrysalis down and demanded sex, a request she could not decline due to your wish of course. However, no matter how many times you blew your load inside of her, you weren't tired enough to fall asleep, so you did the only thing you could do and try again. After all, momma didn't raise no quitters... despite her persistently telling you to give up and accept how shitty you were.

Of course, Chrysalis was giving it an admirable shot as she tried to match you. After her little upgrade from your love, she was actually able to last longer while you fucked now... but not all that much more. Now she had only cum three times to every one of your orgasms... on average. She certainly seemed to like that full nelson you put her in considering how much she started squirting. Certainly made the Changelings who were watching not mind about... cause, yeah, you ended up finding her instructing a platoon of Changelings about something involving balloons, you didn't pay attention as you focused on getting your dick inside her. And they certainly didn't mind, especially the few that ended up in the splash zone. They'd be bragging about that shit to the rest of the hive later.

"Yeah, but it's not enough," you groaned out, banging the back of your head against the ground in irritation.

"N-not enough? Please Anon, I can't d-deny you if you want it, but I'm so tired, I really need a n-nap at this point," Chrysalis pleaded, forcing herself to look back at you after having heard your indications for more and misunderstanding just what it was you were talking about.

"So do I," you whined, soft enough that she couldn't make out what you said, but loud enough that she knew you said something. Your dick was starting to hurt at this point, considering you'd learned that Chrysalis also changed internally with your love fueling her. Those little coochie tendrils practically milked you dry... or would have, had you not been on a steady diet of protein grubs and queen spit.

"Um, m-my lieges?" a Changeling whimpered, poking his head inside the strategy room that you had converted into your short term sex dungeon. The only strategy that was going to be thought of next was how to clean up your mess.

"What is it?" Chrysalis hissed, irritated by the interruption, even if she was hoping for a break.

"I-I'm sorry to i-interrupt, b-but your brood is crying out for you," the Changeling stated nervously, gulping the fear down.

"Crying for us? How do you know it's for us?" Chrysalis asked, surprising you with how quickly she seemed to be getting over the hardcore sex marathon you'd just put her through.

"The... words your one daughter used were, and I quote 'Fuck off! Want daddy! Want mommy!'" the Changeling answered.

"Yeah, that sounds about right for Pupa... fine, I'll take care of it. You just... you go clean up, then I'll meet you back in the bedroom," you groaned, standing up to pull your pants back on. You noticed the Changeling getting an eyeful and was going to jokingly call him gay, but you were pretty sure Chrysalis would execute him for that.

"Are you sure about that?" Chrysalis asked, trying to bring herself to her hooves, only to slide back down, splashing more of the puddle over her own body as a result.

"Seeing as I'm the only one who can walk, yeah, I will," you grumbled, not waiting for Chrysalis to question you further. After all, you were tired, but not tired enough to go to sleep. There was no point trying anything further, especially if Chrysalis just passed out at this rate. You'd feel weird having sex with an unconscious horse-bug.

Chrysalis entered the bedroom quietly, her mane still damp from the quick shower she had allowed herself, a rarity even for the queen. After all, her hive loved the scent of her, and how cruel was it for her to deny them that wonderful scent? But since you had asked it of her, she would gladly clean up.

Upon entering the room though, she noticed something was... not off, but different. After all, since you'd come back earlier than she had, surely you'd be up with the larvae, trying to appeal to their demands, as unintelligible as they might be. Or perhaps you'd be bitching as loudly as possible to try and shake off the tension of dealing with the infantile Changelings... but there was nothing...

... no wait, that wasn't right. Twitching her ears, Chrysalis focused on the bed. Her bed. Your bed. Both of your bed, as it was now. And there you were, laying across it, snoring obnoxiously. At least, it should have been obnoxious, but as Chrysalis had come to love just about everything about you, she couldn't care. Furthermore, as she approached, she saw that you were not alone, but with every last one of your little bundles of disgustingly adorable interspecies love making.

Smiling to herself, Chrysalis used her magic to lift the sheets, bringing them up just enough so that all of you were partially covered, but not totally enveloping any of the babies in the fabric. Reaching out with a hoof carefully, Chrysalis caressed your face, not applying any pressure so as to awaken you, but simply to feel out your flesh with love and care... love and care. Two things that felt so foreign for her to be displaying, but here she was, actually showing affection for an adult creature that wasn't herself.

Wrapping her mind around that thought, a green aura tinged with streaks of pink seemed to seep out of her hoof, flowing into you through your nostrils and mouth. It took her a moment before she realized what was coming, quickly yanking her hoof away from your face, dispersing the aura like wisps of smoke. Her eyes went wide, as though terrified at what she had just seen... and yet... looking at her own hoof, she saw what seemed to be cracks in it, with an unusual glow emanating from the opening.

Narrowing her eyes, her horn glowed green, forcing the cracks to heal with her magic, then shifting her gaze away. "It would seem I need to have a talk with those traitors..."

Author's Note

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDGKK6y8OtQ

I hope that link works like I think it should be, because anyone who reads even the title of this chapter should be thinking of it. I played this shit on a loop while writing this chapter. And for those wondering, yes, Anon recites that story for the brood to help them go to sleep. Pupa loves it.

Also, the end part was a little weird, I know, because of how I have Anon still portrayed with second person, but Chrysalis sort of being the focal point. It was mostly to help portray this sorta cutesy closing remarks and... well, you saw.

Meet My Daughter, Lord Tyrant Supreme

You blinked your eyes wearily, trying to look around and get an understanding as to what was going on. Everything around you seemed so... familiar, but not. The disgusting bug puke formed walls of the hive seemed to be present, but under the open sky. Furthermore, they seemed to span out in all directions. However, the overall shape, some of the structures, they looked far different. Looking up, you recognized one of the buildings as... the royal palace in Canterlot?... oooooh, you saw what this was.

"Luna, get your moon butt out here. Getting damn tired of these weird dreams. Hell, I haven't even had a moment to enjoy... whatever creepy, post-Changeling apocalyptic future I'm dreaming of, apparently," you demanded, choosing to walk into the hive-infested palace, figuring the focus of the dream was supposed to be at the throne... although, it was odd you had started the dream off outside the palace and not on a throne as you usually did.

Thinking about it further as you walked through the somewhat familiar halls of the palace, now dark with the exception of dark green flames lighting your way, you thought it was odd that you were already aware that this was a dream. Usually you didn't know you were asleep until Luna intervened, often at inopportune moments. The only time she'd done otherwise was when you'd yet to actually start dreaming. It was also weird that all you saw, already frozen in place as all other creatures seemed to be when Luna intruded on your dreams, were Changelings. No ponies of any sort.

"Explain this to me! What the fuck sort of trickery is this!?" you heard echo through the halls, telling you that you were close, but not to Luna. The voice didn't match hers. It sounded familiar, but still out of your ability to remember just what it was. What was important was that if the dream was already frozen, yet somebody else was present, then either Luna had brought someone with her, or... you were in somebody else's dream?

Your internal questions were put on pause as you heard a crash, with Luna's familiar voice crying out "GAH!" Realizing that shit wasn't how it was supposed to be, you took off running as quickly as possible, to get to the source, happy that you couldn't get tired inside a dream. It didn't take long for you to get there, going full sprint without the constraints of your physical body, but the repeated grunts of pain and heavy impact had you worried, so much so that you were absolutely shocked when you had finally arrived.

Inside the throne room, which now looked like a combination of the regular one and the one from the hive... except for the collapsed pillars and sections of roof falling to form piles of rubble. Rising out of one of the piles was Luna, her own blue aura surrounding her body to keep her safe as a stream of green magic struck, pushing her back. The source of the stream appeared to be coming from... Chrysalis!? Fuck! Did you somehow end up in her dream!? Oh you were royally fucked if she knew the truth.

Your worry only shot through the collapsing roof as Luna's magic shield dropped for an instance, sending her skidding across the ground, until she was barely able to stand mere feet in front of you. "Luna, what the fuck is going on? Did you suck me into Chrysalis' dream or something?" you asked, stepping up to try and get her attention.

Looking back at you, her eyes panicked at the situation she found herself in, Luna answered "Anon, flee us! We made a mistake! Your dream somehow bound itself to another, and now she is relentless! We have seen Chrysalis before, yet never have we seen her fight with such fervor or maliciousness!" Luna warned you, turning her attention back just in time to create another shield of magic, smaller than before, but apparently strong as she deflected a bolt of magic.

"Do we really have to worry that much? This is just a dream, right?" you asked, even as you felt your heart sinking as Chrysalis approached, firing more bolts of magic at Luna, her hooves digging in to try and avoid falling further back, but failing.

"Nay! Have thou not ever waken from a dream in utter fright before you were to die? It's a safety mechanism! Death in the dream is death of the mind!" Luna warned, groaning as her horn burned brighter to try and stop the unending assault.

Gasping, you held a hand up to your mouth. "Freddy Krueger be damned, if you die in the dream, you die in real life," you whispered to yourself... you also had to keep from giggling a bit, because Luna said 'Nay'. Horse puns.

Luna gave you a confused look, but that was cut short as the shield broke, sending her out the set of doors you'd just come in through, leaving you alone in the room with Chrysalis, her lips pulled back in a snarl as she glared at Luna's propelled form.

"You will answer me! I am a queen, above your pathetic station as a princess! Why have my subjects gone still? Why have you, a defeated adversary, come back!? Answer me, Princess Luna, or face my fucking wrath!" Chrysalis roared, her horn glowing again.

Despite the warning Luna had given you, you knew that Chrysalis cared for you, and did the valiant effort of stepping in the way, arms spread out like that would somehow stop her. "Easy there Chrysalis! This isn't what you think it is!" you advised her, hoping she'd maybe calm down enough to not viciously murder Luna.

Sure enough, Chrysalis stopped, her eyes widening in surprise at your appearance. Soon after, her snarl transformed into a gleeful smile as she bolted forward, wrapping her forelegs around you in a tight hug as she buried her face into your chest. "Daddy! I'm so happy to see you!" she cried out, nuzzling affectionately like she hadn't seen you in years.

Blinking, you gently lowered your arms, bringing one hand to her head to lightly pat it. "Um, yes, it's me. Not really the time for the 'daddy' talk right now, although if you want to later, I suppose you can call me daddy while you ride my Ego," you stated, scratching behind one of her ears.

Hearing what you had said, Chrysalis had turned her head so she was looking at you, a disgusted look on your face. "Ugh, that's disgusting dad. Nothing against what you and mommy do, but seriously, don't say that to your own daughter, it's fucking weird," she stated, pushing away from you and continuing to give you a disturbed look.

"What? I've never even... wait... daughter?" you asked, taking a step back yourself as you looked her over. She looked like Chrysalis for sure, but... as you listened to her, you recognized that her voice, while similar, wasn't quite Chrysalis'. Furthermore, her appearance was... off. Sure, you'd seen Chrysalis change several times since meeting her, from the ragged, hole filled version of herself from the get go, to the majestically beautiful, yet clearly lethal form she now bore. This though was... off.

While looking like Chrysalis in her most recent iteration, you noticed that her mane had a greener hue to it than Chrysalis' did, as well as being styled so that the hair on the right side of her head simply cascaded down freely as it pleased, getting in the way of her face if she moved it the wrong way, the hair on the left side seemed to be carefully combed back, tucked behind her ear and left to run down her neck. Her wings, which had a dark green tint to them, seemed to be a little longer, but thinner, giving them an almost delicate look. Furthermore, her horn, which seemed to be blade-like as Chrysalis' was, seemed to have four nasty looking serrated points along the back of it that looked like it'd make any puncture wound ragged if she impaled anybody on it.

"Wait... you... you're... Pupa?" you asked, something finally clicking in your mind as you looked at her, astonished.

In response, she gave you a look that indicated you might have been stupid. "Um, yeah, of course I am. Are you alright dad?" she asked, reaching out to place a hoof to your forehead. She recognized something was off when she didn't notice any heat whatsoever. "This is... what is going on here? My subjects are all frozen, then that intruder... THE INTRUDER!" Pupa shouted, quickly pushing you behind her with her magic, snarling in Luna's direction. "Stay behind me dad, I'll protect you!" Pupa growled, powering up her magic as she glared at Luna, who had taken the time to recover and rise back to her hooves.

"Dad? Anon, this is one of your children?" Luna asked incredulously, shocked that you could apparently produce somebody so utterly savage in battle.

"Yeah, I guess this is what she imagines she'll look like when she's grown up," you stated, stepping forward to get between the two, earning a concerned look from Pupa.

"I am a fucking grown up, dad! I grew into the queen you and mom always told me I'd be! Now's not the time to be belittling me!" she hissed out, sounding more like a moody teenager than a real adult.

"No, you're a larva, probably sleeping on my chest at this very moment, in your mom's bed," you corrected, crossing your arm as you felt the tension of the situation ease out of you, no longer afraid for your life or what would happen as you knew it was only your child.

Raising her brow in surprised, Pupa shook her head, then shot a menacing growl at Luna. "It's her fault, she's tricking you! Let her out of the way and I'll show her how I made use of Vladivelle the Impaler!" Pupa warned, brandishing her horn.

Lifting your brow, you asked "You named your horn Vladivelle the Impaler? Not a bad choice."

Smirking, Pupa replied "Actually, Vladivelle the Impaler is the name of my ovipositor. I'll pump her princess pussy full of eggs."

At this, you had to lunge forward, surprising Pupa and Luna as you took your dream daughter in your arms and began hugging her tight. "Dear god, you really are perfect. Everything I could have ever dreamed of and more... literally," you almost sobbed, surprised your daughter would inherit so much from you, yet damn happy it was only the best.

"She... certainly has many of your more vulgar traits about her, doesn't she?... yet she's only a larva you say?" Luna asked, relaxing a bit, even as she looked at Pupa with apprehension.

Looking at Luna from over your shoulder, Pupa said "Jealous, bitch? Stay the fuck away from my dad or I'll make good on my pro-"

"Ah, ah, ah! Enough of that now!" you quickly interjected, pulling away to give Pupa a stern look. "Now sweetie, I love you, but I want you to recognize that this is just a dream. At the moment, you're only a larva. Try not to get into fights with ponies that will literally be able to stomp you to death in real life, even if Luna is too kind to do so. Furthermore, show Luna some respect, she's one of my friends," you scolded, waving a finger down at Pupa so that it would occasionally tap her nose.

"What? Your friend? That's... that's bullshit! You and mom took over Canterlot... or... I guess will take it over. Damn, this is messing me up," Pupa protested, sitting back as she tried to acknowledge the fact she was but a child, even if mentally she seemed more mature than many you'd met.

Sighing, you chose to sit down beside her, letting her carry the height advantage for the moment, if only to comfort her. "Pupa, I never wanted to take over Equestria... maybe Ponyville, but that's because Twilight Sparkle was being a bi-"

"Anon," Luna interrupted, trotting over carefully as not to agitate Pupa, but not willing to let you shit talk her fellow princess.

Grunting, you continued "I was a hostage, taken from Canterlot against my will. Sunbutt and Moonpie were taking care of me, then your mom ripped me from what little comfort I had so she could manipulate things against the ponies for the sake of the hive."

"I know, mom is great like that," Pupa stated, pure admiration for the terrifying queen in her voice, earning you an uncomfortable look from Luna.

"Right, well, I didn't want any of that. I was trying to return to Canterlot-"

"But you came back! I've heard mom say it over and over, how they tried to steal you away and you came back because you loved her! That's how she knew you were truly meant to with us!" Pupa quickly declared, not liking the idea that her dad was saying he wanted to leave her.

"I... I came back because I loved Ap," you stated, finding it hard to admit it wasn't for her or Chrysalis.

Feeling Luna's hoof upon your shoulder, which almost got smacked away by Pupa as she glared at the lunar princess, she said "Are you sure you wish to tell her about this? If she knows about Apocrita, she might endanger her when you awaken, larva or not."

"She's my daughter, she has a right to know," you said without a second's hesitation. There was some part of you that felt bad, like you were betraying Ap, but you knew she'd forgive you... you hoped.

"Apocrita... the elite guard that was looking after you before? She's... wait, she's the one in the cocoon in your prison room, isn't she? The big, shiny ball," Pupa considered, starting to put the pieces together. "So you... you came back because you had another queen that you actually loved in the hive. You've been protecting her all this time, but that means..."

"It doesn't mean anything," you stated, almost standing up as you saw the path that was going. You'd felt that way before with your parents and the people they ended up loving. The only difference here was that you weren't going to let her think she meant nothing, because she damn well meant a lot. "I didn't know about you or the rest of the brood until after I had returned. Chrysalis didn't tell me about it until after she felt I loved her. When I learned about you all, I felt... scared, confused, worried... but so fucking happy. The moment you all hatched was the single greatest in my life... well, except maybe blowing the load in your mom that helped make you."

Despite the unnecessary level of detail for your statement, it seemed to make Pupa smile, her hoof colliding with your shoulder as she giggled a little. "Considering I've seen what you've done to mom, I'm sure it was the greatest moment of her life as well," she joked.

"You have relations in front of your children?" Luna asked, looking increasingly disturbed by the revelation.

"Not all the time!" you defended, placing a hand over your heart like you were being attacked. "And how the hell was I supposed to know my daughter has the mind of a steel trap? Christ, I didn't think the kid was going to remember anything until after she grew some real legs. From what I'm seeing, I'd be worried if she's not already planning to dethrone Chrysalis and take Canterlot herself! God knows she's already beaten a larva way bigger than her."

"The only larva that should be in your mouth is me, not that bloated grub," Pupa grumbled, grinding a hoof into the floor. Snorting, she looked back up at you and said "So... what does this mean? I've tasted your love, I know that you care about us. Hell, I know you love mom, I've seen what you've done for her, and I can actually sense the love she feels for you too. Does this Ap really mean that much to you? Are you willing to break us all up for her? Or are you going to abandon her for us?"

Luna looked cautiously between the two of you, clearly uncomfortable with the direction this was going. Was she going to see your turn against Ap and potentially threaten the safety of Canterlot and Equestria as a whole? Or would she bare witness to the heartbreaking scene of a father telling his daughter that he didn't love mommy anymore? Well, the answer was pretty easy.

"Neither. We're all going to be one big, happy fucking family," you announced, puffing your chest out to exert your authority.

Raising her brow, interested piqued, Pupa replied "You can't do that. There's no way that mother will ever allow such a thing. She will murder Apocrita, and potentially even you, or die trying."

"Well too bad!" you shouted, making Pupa wince away from you. "I'm a greedy motherfucker, your mother to be precise! I want Chrysalis and Ap! I want us all to be one family and love each other! And if anyone wants to argue against it, I will fuck them up! In your mother's case, I will fuck her into submission for the right to have my happy ending. I can damn well do it too!" you boldly proclaimed, fist curling up tight as you slowly rose to your feet, the feeling that inspirational music should be playing in the background pounding in your head. Then, your face took on a serious look, more concerned than before, and added "Seriously, your mom has me on a diet that makes my dick erect nearly 24/7. Hell, before we went to sleep, I fucked her so hard, she-"

"Please, do not regale us with this story," Luna whined, hiding her face in her hooves.

"Please, as if you haven't fucked my father yet," Pupa sniffed, looking at Luna with irritation at her apparent bashfulness.

"No, but she and Ap gave me this amazing dream blowjob before. It was awesome," you said with a smile and a thumbs up.

"... This... this all... in front of your child, you really want that?" Luna stated with a displeased frown.

"You've heard her mouth, she's already far more mature than I probably am mentally," you conceded in favor of Pupa.

"Yet nowhere near as audaciously greedy and unrelenting apparently," Pupa stated, forelegs crossed as best she could as she looked at you with a judgmental gaze. "You seriously expect me to believe that you will essentially take all the power in the hive, just so you can control not one, but two queens into accepting each other?"

Shrugging your shoulders, you said "Less about control, but pretty much, yeah."

"... fuck, you're amazing," Pupa sighed out, getting up as well so she could hug you once more, surprising Luna, but only earning a hug in return from you.

"You... you're not upset by this?" Luna asked, feeling like she might have misheard things.

Turning her head to face Luna, Pupa shot her a smile that seemed less menacing than any other she'd given the princess so far. "I knew I got my ruthless, unyielding desire from my parents, but to demand the impossible like that as if it's simply another day's work? How could I do anything but absolutely adore the man I know as my father, whose ambitions are one of a kind?" she asked, showing how much she respected you for basically being a man-child that wanted everything and wouldn't take no for an answer.

"So... if your father wishes to coexist peacefully with ponies, you won't be against that either?" Luna tested the waters, hoping she might be able to bridge a gap here.

"Seriously? You're going to ask me that shit now?" Pupa asked, releasing you from the hold as she narrowed her eyes at Luna. Despite the hard edge to her words, a small smile indicated she wasn't upset. "Kinda ambitious yourself, aren't you?... I like it," she added, her fangs glinting as she smirked. Sitting back down, she added in "If that's what dad wants, I'll accept it. Not sure if I'll be willing to uphold it after he dies, but so long as he is, I'll play by his rules."

Grinning like a mad man, you pointed at Pupa and said "See that? That right there is the best fucking daughter ever. Daddy's little princess right here."

Taking what she could here, Luna sat across from Pupa and said "Then we're averting another crisis. Seems we have to do that often with you, Anon."

Hearing her words, you snapped your fingers and said "Oh, right, that reminds me... you're fucked."

Author's Note

I'mma just leave the actually telling of the plan to Luna as an off the scenes situation. I can basically tell you that there's nothing she'll be able to think of at this time, considering how terrible things are going to be for her when it comes to fighting off the oncoming Changeling Invasion.

More importantly, I wanted everyone to see even more of the beauty of Pupa, also known as Best Daughter. Didn't mean to go so deep into this character, but I'll be damned if I don't love her. Is it conceited to love my own OC so much? If so, fuck it, I still love her.

Lastly, I just want to thank everyone once more. I don't feel like I do it enough, but I appreciate everyone's support. From the simple statements of pleasure in those that enjoy the story, to the very real, but very helpful words of criticism to try and help make the story better. I've come this far with only a few individuals who feel it necessary to try and make me feel bad about... what? Making a story I simply enjoy writing? A story others enjoy reading? But if we're looking at the numbers, I've got more people enjoying things than not, and even then, I do this because I like it, and I'm glad you all do too.

Brotherly Love Vs. Anon's Penis

"Sorry again for putting you in this position. I had no idea that any of this was going to happen," you apologized, forcing yourself to frown more than you really felt like doing, if only to try and portray a sense that you were actually sorry.

"Now, when you say 'this position', are you talking about the fact that you sent me out to find my brother, whom I reconnected with and discovered a new method of feeding our species while also growing stronger, only to return to the hive and get thoroughly beaten down by Queen Chrysalis, for which you are also responsible for making significantly more powerful? Or are you talking about the actual, literal position I am in right now?" Pharynx asked, growling in irritation as he recalled just what it was that you had done to him... that, and point out how he and Thorax both had been restrained in the dungeon with a special application of slime that seemed intent on humiliating them, with Pharynx positioned face down, ass up, while Thorax was oddly contorted so that his his head and shoulders were against the floor, while his back side had been lifted up so that it was straight up in the air, kept like that with his legs spread and gooed down to his sides.

"... both?" you snorted out, trying not to laugh as you thought about it more. From your understanding, the prisoner dungeon also served as a sex dungeon, seeing as prisoners were often drained of love, and love tended to go with lust, so... yeah, it sorta made sense to see them bound in such precariously vulnerable ways.

"Well we appreciate your concern. It's nice of you to be thinking of us," Thorax stated as cheerfully as he could from his peculiar position.

Sighing at his brother's naivety, Pharynx said "He's really not concerned, he's just saying what we want to hear." Stopping to think it over, he then added "But... he did want to keep us alive. That's why he stopped Queen Chrysalis from killing us, so... thanks."

Shrugging, you said "Still, my fault that all happened in the first place, so it's the least I could have done."

"True... so, what's the reason you came here? Re-" he started to ask, only to pause as he looked over your shoulder, his lips sealing. Glancing back, you remembered that you were still being followed by Chitin, who was disguised as Vespa.

"Oh, that? Don't worry about it, that's Chitin, he's just impersonating Vespa," you stated, giving your best reassuring smile.

"And why is he impersonating Vespa?" Pharynx asked.

"Because I had to knock her out when she discovered Ap was undergoing metamorphosis," you answered, keeping the most casual tone you could.

"Apocrita is... what has been going on since I left? I thought fighting an army of the undead was going to make me be the one with the interesting story, but somehow you're finding a way to outdo me," Pharynx grunted, not the sort that felt he needed to be the center of attention, but certainly feeling like you were almost unfairly stealing the spotlight.

"Pretty much just that, but I'll give you the quick rundown. I fucked Ap, she started undergoing metamorphosis, Chitin disguised himself as Ap, I could have escaped the hive with the Pony Avengers, came back for Ap, Chrysalis revealed that I had babies on the way, Vespa became my replacement guard, my kids hatched, Vespa found out Ap was in a cocoon and was going to kill her, so I knocked her out, Chitin replaced her, and I just recently learned that Chrysalis is moving the hive to attack Canterlot... oh, and I've been having dream talks with Moonpie on how to stop things and recently learned that despite being a larva, my daughter, Pupa, is a total badass and makes the rest of you guys look like a bunch of pussies," you summarized the events of things since Pharynx left.

Pharynx merely stared at you for a moment, totally unsure of what to say in response, but Thorax said "Congratulations on your kids hatching. Sorry we didn't bring a gift."

"Thanks, that's very ki-... wait a second... MOTHERFUCKERS!" you shouted, stomping your foot down. "We didn't have a baby shower or get a single fucking gift congratulating us on our babies' births, from anyone! We've got a whole hive of Changelings and nobody did anything? I'm ordering a round of executions!"

"Over baby gifts!? You're mad! By the hive, he really is worse than Chrysalis!" Thorax exclaimed, struggling to get free, but to no avail.

"He's just joking... mostly. No executions, but there likely will be some repercussions for this," Chitin chipped in, taking a step forward to better join in on the conversation.

"Yeah, and you're near the top of the list. You're supposed to be one of my best friends," you whined, crossing your arms and turning away from the disguised Changeling.

"I thought the free medical care was enough," Chitin replied.

"Oh please, you do that because it's the only thing that justifies your existence to the rest of the hive at this point," you grunted.

"That... was cold," Pharynx spoke up, looking between you and Chitin. You knew that Chitin knew that you were just blowing smoke, even if it was marginally true, but you supposed that to others, it just looked like pure, unrelenting dickishness.

"I don't think I'd ever heard Queen Chrysalis speak about any of us that way before," Thorax stated, shaking a bit in a mixture of sorrow for Chitin and fear of you.

Rolling his eyes, which again caused Vespa's weird blind eye to roll, Chitin said "Lets move past this already, no point in explaining how Anon shows his affection through being a jerk, best to just live with it and move on."

"Right, so... why exactly did you come down here again? I feel like we got sidetracked," Pharynx inquired, his mouth set into a hard line as he looked at you. You think he was trying to issue a proper glare, but now that he was a rainbow moose-bug, it was a hell of a lot harder to be intimidated by this guy. Shame, considering he was quite the badass when you first saw him... then you learned more about Ap and realized how badass she was... then you met Vespa too... then you spoke with your daughter... you almost wanted to apologize for how low down the list Pharynx had gone, but he didn't know, so there was no harm here.

"Right, about that, I was wondering if... you knew any way to stop the invasion of Canterlot..." you answered, realizing how stupid it might have sounded.

Pharynx blinked at you for a moment, just dumbfounded by your inquiry. "The only thing that I had planned was to join my brother in offering a new and ever lasting method of feeding our hive, then, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but then providing us with an opportunity to live peacefully with the rest of Equestria and the other races that live inside of it..." Pharynx admitted, almost ashamed of what he had just admitted to.

"Wooooow, that hippy-dippy love exchange you and your brother did changed more than just change the outside, huh? Course, you did admit that you cared for your brother before during the game of Deception," you teased, grinning as Pharynx only let his frown deepen.

"You did? That's so sweet of you. I always knew you loved me," Thorax joyfully remarked, trying to turn his head to better look at his brother, but his antlers only allowed him to turn his head so very much.

"Shut up. I'm starting to feel like this was just a part of Chrysalis' torture for trying to go against her, choosing to humiliate me this way," Pharynx growled, showing a hint of the hardened elite he was before, but still lacking the extra edge his fangs gave him before.

"Just saying. You did actually get more powerful, even I can tell that, but unfortunately your perpetual bro-love power up pales in comparison to my Ego," you declared proudly, unable to hide the smile on your face.

"What does ego have to do with any of this?" Thorax asked, a sweet, innocent foal to the horrendous ways. Man, you were a sadist, because part of you was already scheming up all the ways of making this guy whimper from your cruel mind.

"It's the name of his penis... among many others," Chitin answered for you.

"Gross," Thorax complained, trying to squirm away from you.

Snorting once more in frustration, Pharynx mumbled "Regardless, whatever power you gave her doesn't seem to be enough."

Despite the urge to press on with tormenting Thorax for your own amusement, and further cementing in your mind that you were probably more evil than the tyrant queen, your attention was now solely on Pharynx. "What was that? You think my dick isn't enough? Cause I'll tell you what I told Strong Words, whip it out and we'll go to Chrysalis right now to-"

"That's not what he means!" Thorax interrupted, apparently unwilling to let you continue with whatever new thing he was sure you'd say to disturb him. "He just means that Queen Chrysalis was in here earlier, asking us about our metamorphosis," the green moose followed up.

"Why would she do that? Is... is my love not enough for her? I power her up to take on two super-Changelings without breaking a sweat, and she still wants more?" you pondered, now feeling self-conscious about things. Here you were, being told you were the greatest thing since sliced-bread on this planet, at least for Changelings. And that was if the bread cooked itself, sliced itself, murdered your foes for you, then toasted itself and slathered its body in jelly before hopping into your mouth. But now you were being told that... what? Chrysalis still wanted more? This was a blow to your pride. A blow to your ego! And that worked on multiple levels, and not the fun sort of blowing either!

As much as Pharynx seemed to be amused by your pitiful face as you thought it over, he sighed. Like, excessively loud, just to get your attention. "We talked about it after she came by and... we don't think that's what she's looking for. Rather, it was more like... she wanted to know what it felt like, to willingly give your love to somepony else. If it hurt, if it felt good, what was she supposed to expect," Pharynx explained, his own face scrunching up in confusion as he remembered what had been said between the queen and the brothers.

"What she was supposed to expect?... so, she's... giving her love to somebody?" you asked, starting to put the pieces together, but feeling like someone stole a few when you weren't looking. You knew you did that whenever friends tried to complete a puzzle.

As if recognizing something, Chitin turned to you, eyes widened, he said "Think about it, if she were to be trying to obtain a power like this, it would come from her giving her love to somepony else. The only thing I can possibly think of is that, due to your actions, she's starting to develop an unconditional love for you and your brood that she won't possibly be able to stop herself from giving. She might be aware of it and is curious as to how it may affect her. After all, her body has been undergoing such an unending state of change with your foreign love, I wouldn't be surprised if she was concerned what negative effects this might have."

Nodding your head in understanding, you said "Yes, yes, of course, it all makes sense... she's afraid she's going to become a gay moose as well."

"Anon!" Pharynx hissed, still far less intimidating than it usually was since he lacked his harsher appearance.

"What!? Okay, so I didn't need the 'gay' statement there, but let's be honest. Can you really imagine how shitty she'd look if she was a rainbow moose-bug?" you asked, not willing to concede on the argument. Pharynx opened his mouth to protest, but paused, very visibly thinking it over before he slowly shut his mouth. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

"Perhaps you and her need to have a discussion as to what she thinks is happening and what she wants to do about it?" Chitin suggested, nodding his head to the exit.

"Yeah, seems about as good a time as any," you groaned, stretching as you moved to head for the exit.

You and Chitin only got a few steps away when Thorax said "What about Apocrita?"

Freezing, you turned back to look at him. "What about Ap?"

Nodding his head as best he could from his position, Thorax said "Well, we're talking about what sort of effect sharing love has on Changelings, right? Didn't you say that you love Apocrita and she loves you back? Maybe that's going to affect her as well."

"I think fucking her into becoming a queen is effect enough," you chuckled, shaking your head as you looked to Chitin for back up... but only found contemplation on his, or rather Vespa's, face.

"No, he... he's right," Chitin mumbled, slowly turning to face you. "Think about what I told you. Her cocoon is vastly different than those in the past. A reflective surface that seems to shimmer all colors, instead of the typical black. We assumed maybe it had something to do with your love alone, but what if... what if her sharing love with you has altered her metamorphosis as well?"

"That's absurd. When it happened to us, it was instantaneous. Poof, new bodies," Pharynx pointed out.

"Because you were just exchanging love. She's doing that, while also feeding on Anon's love. We've seen what Anon's love can do for Queen Chrysalis, so this... we might be looking at something all new here? Anon's love, plus this love sharing..." Chitin explained, trying to make it easy for everyone to understand.

"What you're saying... is that she's going to become a gay moose?" you asked, earning a round of groans from them all. Despite your joking, you were seriously wondering what to expect from her right now. Maybe you needed to stop by and check in on her before you addressed Chrysalis. Shame you didn't get to talk to her in the dream the last chance you got.

Vespa blinked her good eye slowly, tired as she lay on your bed as she had for the past several days. She'd stopped trying to struggle and break her bindings, because every time Anon and Chitin came by, Chitin would vomit up some mucus onto the ropes to strengthen them, making her efforts pointless. At this point, she'd just taken to staring up at the cocoon that her daughter was inside.

Her feelings were mixed. On one hoof, there was the obvious sensation of hate and disgust, that her child would fall so low as to end up like this. Sure, she would have given her much pride if she emerged as a queen and took over the hive, but the fact she had left her cocoon where it would be so easy to find? Relying on others to go ahead and keep her safe instead of properly hiding herself away like any forward thinking queen would? She'd shamed herself and Vespa.

But then... she loved her. Despite all the denial and venomous comments, Vespa could not deny that she loved her daughter. It was her greatest shame. That she would have any such emotion for one of her offspring, love that was rightfully belonging to Queen Chrysalis. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't help but look at her, from the moment she was a drooling little larva, to the day she emerged and stand as an elite guard, and see this wonderful Changeling that you knew would do the hive good.

Vespa wanted to sigh, but with her bindings, all she could do was exhale through her nostrils noisily, eye shutting as she tried to get some rest. One thing she did not expect to agree with you on was... your bed was really uncomfortable. Like, for an elite that lived comfortably in a craggy crevasse, somehow your mattress was even more irritating than it. How did that even work?

Her eye didn't stay shut for long though, as she heard something. Looking to the door, she expected to see you and/or Chitin walking through it, but noticed that it wasn't open. Then, her gaze shifted, looking at the only other thing potentially capable of making noise, and the shock was so great, even her blind eye seemed to widen, as if it'd be able to take in the crack slowly growing through the reflective shell of her daughter's cocoon.

Author's Note

You know, there's something else I want to say. Something minor, something joking, something... I dunno what, but let's be honest. There's only one thing anyone's really going to be focused on in this chapter, right?... gay moose...

Okay, I still got that in there. But yeah, you can see it. All hail the coming of Queen Apocrita! May her rule be long!... or at least not immediately murdered by Chrysalis.

Reunited And It Feels So Good

"I just... I don't know if I can do it man... I mean, I love her and all, but if this is how things are going to go down... I may have made a terrible mistake," you muttered, rubbing your eyes with such fervor that you felt like you were going to give yourself a black eye. You had to rely on Chitin to guide you through the corridors through the hive because you were that drawn into trying to ease the tension from your own body.

Looking at you through Vespa's good eye, Chitin replied "Are you that shallow about appearances that if either Apocrita or Queen Chrysalis became like Pharynx and Thorax, that you would stop loving them?"

"Loving them? No, I'd still love them. Now, would I still be sexually attracted to them? Hmmm... probably not," you answered, pulling your hands from your eyes, leaving them a bit red from the excess rubbing. Of course, as you thought it over, it was weird that you'd say you were sexually attracted to creepy bug-ponies in the first place, or even ponies on the norm.

"I wasn't aware that you were capable of separating love from sexual attraction. I'd have figured you'd see it as all the same thing," Chitin stated, his tone showing he was being humorous about it.

Smirking, you said "I'll have you know, I can be attracted to something and not love it... now, loving something without being sexually attracted to it, that is a bit harder. However, for both of them, I think I ca-"

Before you got to finish your sentence, something struck your jaw hard and fast, sending your body into a spin as you collapsed to the ground, the back of your head colliding with the hive floor. You groaned out in pain, feeling your jaw for damage, hoping you didn't lose any teeth. To your meager pleasure, nothing was missing, although you did have a split lip that was bleeding now.

"Son of a bitch, what the fuck was that," you asked, trying to push yourself up, although the collision apparently left you feeling woozy. Looking up, you saw the world as though it was swimming, probably aggravated by the actual movements of the hive as it was drug along by the dragons. Even worse, you were seeing double, as two Chitins in Vespa disguise looked back at you... although, seeing double usually meant the same exact thing, so why was one concerned and the other angry loo- OH FUCK!

You barely registered what was going on with your addled brain when the angry Vespa, which you recognized as being the real Vespa, lashed out with a foreleg, slamming a hoof into your chest and pinning you to the ground, her face quickly over yours, snarling viciously at you. "You filthy, lowly beast. I should rip your heart out through your anus for what you've done! Not only to me, but to my queen, as well as my offspring!" Vespa hissed, fangs almost on your as it was.

Despite the now throbbing pain in your head and pressure on your chest, you gave out a weak chuckle and said "Heeeeey Vespa, nice to see you again. You're looking good, which I can tell better than you with the one good eye and all, and I mean that seriously. Looks like my love meals for you helped fill a few holes... wish I could have said my dick did that instead, wink wink." Indeed, Vespa was looking healthier than she had been before you kidnapped her, but didn't seem to care at all.

"Seriously, she's about to rip you apart, and you make jokes about her eye and your penis?" Chitin asked, seeming kind of silly since he hadn't removed his transformation.

Turning her head to view him, Vespa pushed off you and marched up, seeming larger than him, despite him matching her height, which was made only worse as he shrunk away from her. "And you! You sniveling little worm, you helped him! You wore my face! I should blind you in both eyes for that!" she growled, her words making Chitin remove his illusion.

Coughing, you rose slowly to your feet, not wanting to give Vespa a reason to slam you into the floor again, or worse. "So, I can't help but notice that you're saying a lot of 'I should', but aren't doing a lot of it. I'm hoping there's a good reason for that. At least, good for me, since you haven't ripped my heart out already," you inquired of the angry elite.

Snapping her head back to you, Vespa's upper lip twitched, but she calmed herself down. "Because no matter what I want to do, it will be up to the queen to decide what to do with you... whomsoever that ends up being," she explained, her words going soft as she averted her gaze at the end.

"Whomsoever... wait... you... she... she's out?" you asked, looking around the corner that Vespa had come from, your heart pounding in your chest now.

"Yes, she... I don't know what you did to her, but I know it's your fault regardless," Vespa stated, a slight frown tugging at her lips, but it didn't seem like she was fully disgusted.

Grabbing her head and pulling it forward so her eye was trained on one of yours, you said "I need you to be completely honest with me, this is very important... does she look like a gay moose?"

"What? No... stop that!" Vespa commanded, slapping your arms away with a foreleg. "She looks like... no, you know what, I won't tell you. Words won't do it just anyways, just that I think you doomed her. She doesn't even have a horn to defend herself with anymore."

"A queen without a horn? That's completely unheard of. I'd be more interested in researching this phenomenon, but I'm afraid that if this is true, Apocrita is going to lose the fight with Chrysalis, and then I'll be torn apart for my part in this," Chitin considered, truly fascinated by what he was hearing, but already aware of how fucked he was.

"Well where is she? I'll see for myself!" you declared, ready to walk down the corridor Vespa came from, only for her foreleg to block your path.

"She already told me that she'll be meeting with Queen Chrysalis outside. She already crossed paths with a guard and sent them to deliver the message. As she stated, she does not want to damage the hive itself, so she will be taking it where nopony will be harmed," Vespa explained, pushing you to turn around and nudging you in the back with her horn. "She asked me personally to take you outside, she was hoping she'd get a minute alone with you before the duel."

Realizing how little time you'd probably have, you needed little further provocation as you started off down the tunnel eagerly. This was it! Ap was finally out of her cocoon! You were worried as to what she looked like, how she behaved. You knew that, despite your blossoming feelings for Chrysalis since the birth of your children and the realization that she actually loved you too, you still loved Ap, but if she had changed beyond the physical, who was to say the Ap you fell in love with was still there?

You, Vespa, and Chitin emerged from the only real tunnel you knew that led out of the hive, the same one that Ap showed you on that initial tour. From there, you could see the dragons that had been pulling the hive, stopped as Chrysalis had apparently issued a command throughout the hive, dragons included, to stop so that she may publicly defeat her latest challenger and would be usurper.

Looking around, you saw there were a few Changeling already hovering around, some of them likely on guard duty outside when the command was issued, while more emptied out through some of the other exits in the hive, prepared to watch whatever was going to happen between the two queens. While many were far enough away that you couldn't make out great detail, you knew that they weren't Ap.

"Where is she? I can't see her anywhere," you asked, straining your eyes and turning about all around.

Chitin seemed to struggle as well, but Vespa stepped forward, snorting as she rolled her good eye. "To think, of all the times you joked about my vision because of my eye, you can't see nearly half as well as I can," Vespa declared, lifting a foreleg so she could point her hoof to the sky. Following the path, you saw that she was essentially pointing to the sun, its glare making your eyes hurt. However, just within the bright light, you saw the silhouette of a creature, hovering in place, with only the slightest flap of wings keeping it up.

Gulping nervously, you looked to Vespa. "So... I know that you and I don't always see eye to eye, especially since-"

"Shut up, before you make fun of my blind eye or make some statement about mating with my offspring," Vespa cut you off, walking around behind you so she could wrap her forelegs around your arms. Her wings buzzed, building up power before she took off, carrying you toward the silhouette. You'd have thought that the closer you got, the easier it'd be to see her, but instead it seemed like the light only grew stronger, her black outline only growing as you approached. It was only when you were at the same elevation, facing her directly did you get a good look at her, and found your breathing halted completely, not even a gasp able to leave you as you looked upon her.

While she was flying, you could definitely tell that Ap had grown to such a height that she rivaled Celestia and Chrysalis while standing, with long legs and a neck, but with a fullness to her form that indicated she wasn't quite slender as Chrysalis was, but didn't look like she had bulked up. That was probably in part because in place of the black exoskeleton that had covered her body before, containing only the barest essentials inside the tough carapace, was what appeared to be a fine coating of white fur. It wasn't like pony fur though, which always seemed to be a smooth, neat coating that covered their bodies in an orderly manner, but instead seemed to be soft and fluffy, although short enough that it wasn't wild.

The only exception was her tail, her mane, which seemed to go from the top of her head down the back of her neck in a manner similar to her fin when she had it, and what seemed to be a large collar of fur around the base of her neck, all of which seemed to be a fair bit fluffier and colored a light shade of violet.

Her eyes were now the same as Chrysalis' appeared to be, but with a lighter violet replacing the whites of the eyes and a deeper purple serving as the iris in which her now present pupils rested. Above her eyes were two large, feathery golden antennae, each matching the length and thickness of her neck, switching between an upright posture and a relaxed one as she seemed to find fit.

Finally, her wings were no longer the ragged and torn transparent set that looked like they could barely support her weight while gliding, let alone flying. Now they were four large, magnificent wings, covered in brightly colored scales the way you would see on a moth. The wings had a design on them, with black stripes that seemed to be patterned so that the rest of the primarily violet wings had an almost flame-like appearance, along with what seemed like two giant eyes that were positioned at the upper 'corners' of the wings, with a large red circle inside of a yellow ring.

Smirking at you, her mouth now devoid of fangs, Ap said with a voice that told you it was still her "Hey Anon, like what you see?"

Reaching a hand out almost reverently, you gently caressed the light violet fur around her neck, enjoying the softness and warmth it exuded. "You're... you're... you're like a violet horse version of Mothra..."

Lifting her brow, causing one of the feathery antenna to twitch, Ap asked "Who the fuck is Mothra?"

Something about hearing her curse, something that only she and Pupa did among all the pony people in this land, helped trigger this was indeed the pony-bug you had fallen in love with. Lurching forward, you actually shook free of Vespa's hold, which would have sent you plummeting to the ground below. Thankfully, Ap seemed to recognize rather quickly what you were trying to do, and quickly enveloped you in a golden aura that seemed to come from her antennae. With her support, you were able to wrap your arms around her neck, pulling yourself closer so that you could kiss her.

For the moment, you started with a sweet, loving kiss, lips simply pressed together, both of you shutting your eyes to enjoy the embrace... then, you started to get a bit raunchier, your hands traveling down her back, letting your tongue lick her lips as you whispered "I'm going to make you wish you still had an exoskeleton after I make a mess of this fur," you groaned out, quickly earning you a slap across the face from her antenna, apparently fairly prehensile.

"Dammit Anon, you had to ruin the moment, didn't you?" Ap grunted, glaring at you, but her lips failing to keep a proper frown as the corners of her mouth twitched upward.

"What? I can't help it, you're looking pretty damn good for a moth-horse, and Mothra is one of my favorite kaiju anyways. Plus, best of all... you're not a gay moose," you responded, defending your actions with what you could only see as an ironclad rule.

"Gay moose?" Ap asked, looking to Vespa for clarification.

"Don't ask me, I've been tied up for the past couple of days, you know that," she grunted, glaring at you, but at the same time finding it difficult in the presence of her enhanced child.

"Oh yeah, neither of you know. Well, let me explain. Thorax and Pharynx returned to the hive as a pair of gay moose and-" you started to ramble, only to get Ap's fluffy hoof in your mouth. Mmm, it smelt nice.

"We can discuss that later, honestly... I just want to talk to you before I fight Chrysalis," Ap stated, slowly removing her hoof as she simply looked at you with a sort of need you weren't quite familiar with.

"Need a power boost before you guys fight? Because I'll be honest, I... have been feeding Chrysalis a hell of a lot more than I expected. She kicked Thorax and Pharynx across the throne room floor, it was totally badass... oh god... I just realized, if you're Mothra, then she's Battra!" you declared, your knowledge of old Kaiju movies suddenly drawing parallels, only made worse as you looked down, eyeing one of the dragons that looked suspiciously like Godzilla now that you thought about it.

Shaking her head, Ap said "No, I won't be needing that."

"Oh? Confident huh?... I like it, very sexy, very authoritative. I'll let you be big spoon tonight," you joked, although you could totally see yourself wrapped up in the warm, furry body of the moth-pony. Her wings would be like a blanket, so very comfy.

Chuckling, Ap didn't seem to mind the implication as she replied "I am. I know we had some... worries before, about whether or not things would succeed, or if I'd be able to take Chrysalis on, but... after we had that argument, when you told me exactly what you wanted, I started thinking about it and knew that we can do it."

"Because I believe in you and that's all we need to win?" you implied.

"Yeah... and because I'm a badass elite whose had a lot more recent combat experience than Chrysalis, combined with your love empowering me, and even my own love for you somehow making me stronger," she acknowledged, smirking a bit as she wasn't willing to let you cheese this up.

"... and yet you're not a gay moose. Thorax and Pharynx are going to be so upset they didn't become moths," you answered, steepling your fingers as you considered it. Ap rolled her eyes, an act so much more obvious now that she didn't just have the compounded bug eyes, and clocked you in the shoulder with a hoof. Damn! Despite being so fluffy, she was still pretty damn strong.

"Easy there Mothra, you're a lot more powerful than you were before," you hissed, rubbing your shoulder. "Do that again, and I'll go fuck one of these dragons to get a Godzilla on your ass... or maybe a three headed one to get King... no, Queen Ghidorah."

"Considering you, I'm sure Dragon Lord Ember would be a possibility," Ap muttered.

"Who?"

Realizing she said something she shouldn't have, Ap slapped you across the face with one of her antenna. It didn't hurt, if anything felt oddly nice, but definitely confused you. "Stop that, you're thinking about other women too much. It's bad enough I'm going to have to share you with Chrysalis when we're done and through with this, I don't need you planning to fuck other females any further than you already have," Ap chided you over, her brow furrowing with her antennae maneuvering to add to her annoyed expression.

"You didn't seem to be thinking that way when you and Luna were kissing around my cock," you stated, grinning like the Cheshire Cat at this point.

"... Fine, but only if I'm around as well. I don't need you going around making every creature in Equestria fall under the sway of your 'scepter'," Ap replied, her tone indicating she knew something.

"... Luna told you?"

"Yeah, Luna told me," Ap admitted.

"Can you both not talk about this in front of me? I'd really rather not learn anything further about how my offspring betrayed the hive by mating with this... thing," Vespa groaned, glaring at you venomously, although her expression softened a bit as Ap moved you closer to her.

"Sorry ca-... Mom. Sorry mom," Ap stated, apparently finding it important to express how she viewed Vespa, surprising the yellow eyed elite, but not angering her.

Looking between the two semi-awkward Changelings, you snickered. "This is such a cute family reunion," you stated, earning you an irritated glance from the both of them.

Before either could respond, you heard "Funny, because from the way I'm looking at things, this seems like a family splitting apart." All three of you turned your attention to the source, finding what you feared, but knew was coming.

Rising up to meet with you was none other than Chrysalis herself. While she was always rather menacing, you'd grown used to the soft, loving looks she gave you. Tender eyes and longing gazes that indicated she was enamored with you in a way she had never been before with any other creature. Now though, her eyes were harder than diamond and colder than ice. Her pupils were thinned to the point of being razor sharp, lips curled back with her jaw so firmly set in a snarl that you thought her exoskeleton was going to crack under the pressure.

You'd never seen Chrysalis look so truly furious before, not even when you'd been hurt. But worse than the expression of pure, unrelenting murder that she was exuding, was something that you wish you didn't see. That despite the burning rage she had, she felt even more, as tears welled up in the corner of her eyes, and like everything else about this situation, it was all your fault.

Author's Note

This is it. Ap's new form revealed. I'd honestly had a hard time deciding what direction I wanted to take it way, waaaaaay back, but I remembered someone commenting about a moth design and I liked it, this sense of regality that came from the wings, especially when they're resting, like a large cloak or cape.

Unfortunately, their reunion is obviously being cut short right now, but I think that in the short period of time, a sense of where they stand with one another is coming off fairly well. Too bad it's time for the fight. Ring the bell!

Take Me Home

It was dark. You'd seen this darkness before. No, it wasn't the ever encompassing flood of negative emotions that crushed your very soul. This was more like... like when you were dreaming? Yeah, it felt a lot like that. You certainly weren't feeling the cold, heart rending sensation that the depression zone gave you. Course, you weren't feeling a whole hell of a lot right now. Like you were between hot and cold. And you definitely weren't feeling the tightness in your chest. Weird.

"Hey Luna, come out here before I start having an existential crisis!" you shouted, demanding she show up already. You were getting pretty damn good at traversing all this crazy dreamscape stuff by now... at least, you thought you had.

You stood there for a significant amount, what felt like a good ten minutes at least, but didn't see hide nor hair of the princess. Of course, you didn't just stand there the entire time, deciding to shout obscenities into the void, waiting for one of them to at least trigger Luna into action... but nothing. Sighing, you looked around, expecting to see her... then spied something in the distance. It wasn't too terribly far away, but that made it odder that you hadn't noticed it before. A simple, white door, with a bronze doorknob.

"When the fuck did tha- Ah, dream logic, right," you grumbled to yourself, starting in the direction of the door. Oddly enough, despite having felt this unusual balance where temperature didn't seem to affect you in the void, as a dream should really, you noticed a warmth as you approached the door. A soft, gentle, inviting warmth that seemed to sink into your flesh, reaching to the very bone, as if telling you that was where you needed to keep going.

When you were only a few feet from the door, something you heard stopped you.

"Are you sure you wish to go through that door, Anon Y. Mous?" a voice asked, one that was unfamiliar to you, yet at the same time seemed recognizable. It was a smooth, feminine voice that seemed to be both concerned and relaxed at the same time. What was even more concerning was the fact they had used your full name, which you never heard anyone use, mostly because you didn't want to answer what the Y stood for. Turning around, you saw something that nearly made you jump out of your skin.

Standing only a few feet from you was a skeleton. A motherfucking skeleton, standing all on its own. Only, it wasn't just any skeleton, but a horse skeleton... with a horn and skeletal wings. An alicorn skeleton? And unlike most ponies, it was wearing a long, flowing hooded robe that just left its wings free. You would have assumed it was just some weird prop, but the subtle motions, a slight sway of the body that you saw in living things, told you this wasn't just some dead thing.

"DEMON BE GONE!" you shouted, swinging your arm out to clock the skeleton in the face, hoping you'd knock the skull off its spine. To your surprise, your fist didn't so much as make it budge. Your hit landed, but you felt no pain, which would have reconfirmed this just to be a dream to you, yet at the same time you could feel the hard bone on your knuckles, an almost soothing cool coming from it.

While the skeleton clearly lacked the ability to show facial expressions, a sense of amusement seemed to radiate off of it, its skull turning a little so that the empty eye sockets would focus on your hand, then back to your face. "You know, you're not the first being that has done that, but I've never had any that have shouted such a thing before doing so," it, or rather she, stated, its jaw moving to confirm that it was the one talking, making you fairly certain that with this voice it was a female.

Drawing back your fist, you looked at it fearfully, then glanced over your shoulder at the door. Maybe you could make a run for it, but a winged horse monster was probably a hell of a lot faster than you. "Wh-what do you want?" you asked, trying not to sound like a scared little bitch, despite feeling exactly like a scared little bitch.

Tilting her head, the skeleton said "Come now, surely you've heard of my counterpart from your world before. I know the appearance is a bit... different, for obvious reasons, but the set up is pretty much all the same."

Looking her up and down once more, you connected the dots, then looked back into her eye... sockets. "You're the Grim Reaper?"

Shaking her head, she answered "Yes, but no. Grim Reaper is his name specifically, cause, you know, we have specific names too. I'm Soul Harvester, but I know you meant the same thing regardless, and lets just stick to the easy stuff, shall we? I am Death."

All at once, like someone stepped in front of you and delivered a punch to your face, it all came rushing back to you. Ap. Chrysalis. The duel. You trying to stop them. You getting impaled on Chrysalis' horn. Your amazing last words before... fuck.

"I'm dead," you groaned, falling to your knees as the realization weighed upon you.

"Yes," Death stated, slowly walking around you in a circle, coming round your right, before deciding to stop on your left. She sank down to a resting position of her own, letting her wing lay over your shoulders like the arm of a friend embracing you, still cold to the touch, but not uncomfortable. "And no."

Looking to the alicorn skeleton, your brow lifted in confusion, you asked "What do you mean? If I'm here, talking to you, then that means I've already died, right?"

"Yes, that's true, but despite what my counterpart would have you believe. You see, death, the act of dying, not me, is a more fluid event than he's allowed the people of your world to believe," Death stated, using her other wing to do what seemed like a rolling hand gesture. "Personally, I think he's just a pile of lazy bones. Let all of you think that you die and keep going in one direction so he can just keep moving on and get to his own down time. Don't get me wrong, he's usually a nice guy, but he doesn't take a lot of pleasure in the job. I enjoy my work."

"Saying you enjoy your work makes you sound a bit sadistic, considering what you do and all. Only inquisitors and DMV personnel are worse," you stated, leaning away from the personification of death, but her hold on your shoulder strong enough that you only bought yourself an inch or two.

You got the sense that she was rolling her eyes if she had them, then she answered "That's because you view death as this terrible thing. Yes, an untimely demise is sad. Being separated from your loved ones is hard. You leave behind so many you care for and had so much left to do. I won't deny that your life ending is hard, but that's why I'm here. To guide you forward, with as much care and consideration as I can... at least, that's how I take it. Again, I think Grim just likes to point you to heaven or hell or whatever other option there is for you."

"So heaven and hell are real?... Oh man, I'm fucked," you groaned, your shoulders sagging further. You'd always joked that you'd go to hell, but never really thought you did anything bad enough that warranted it, besides not being a worshipful sort. But now, in the recent days, with what you'd put so many through, you kinda felt like you were going to hell.

Shaking her head, Death said "Yes? No? I cannot honestly answer you on that. I can discuss the theologies that exist, if that's what you wish. There are many different beliefs on what happens to you after you die, and I offer you all the different views. If you believe in heaven, I can offer you that. If you believe in reincarnation, then I'll provide you the way. If you believe in hell... well, nobody willingly goes to hell, so I'd probably have to lie to you to get you there if that's what you deserve. But I'm not allowed to confirm what truly exists. God, gods, nothingness. That's above even my station."

"... those are some really fucked up rules you got. People don't even get the comfort of knowing they were right when they move on?" you complained, frowning at Death. It seemed to be the odd thing to be upset over, considering you weren't even a spiritual person yourself.

"Yes, but then people also get upset if they learn that they were wrong. I have to deal with ponies, Changeling, dragons, griffons, and so many more all upset that their life has ended as it is, and your Death does as well. Dealing with their varying beliefs being right or wrong is something neither of us, or any of the other deaths across the various worlds," Death stated, her wings digging in a bit as her grip seemed to tighten with the apparent anger that came with past experiences similar to such. Realizing what she was doing rather quickly, she relaxed, something like a comforting smile being directed at you. "My apologies, even as I've explained, many do not willingly move on without wanting to have a theological debate. With me, Death herself!"

Blinking as Death apparently got a little emotional about things, you spoke up. "By the way, you guys have gender? I would have pegged you guys as the sort that would present yourself as genderless forces of nature, not... I dunno, man or woman."

"We essentially are, but we can portray ourselves however we so please. I could have gone with the haunting, echoey voice that I know Grim likes using, but again, I take a softer approach to things, take pride in my job and all. Furthermore, in this world, females are those in generally higher positions of respect and authority, so it's actually easier for most to see me as such," she explained.

Hm, fair enough, seemed legit. At least as far as you had ever seen things when it came to death. It was surprisingly pleasant knowing that Death was rather human... despite being a horse. That was the weird part.

"So... Okay, I guess I need to know what my options are," you sighed, finding it harder to fight this than you'd have thought. Of course, fighting death seemed like such an obviously... stupid statement in itself. Death was always the winner in the end, you knew that. Time took all things. Given you'd learned that immortality was a thing from Chrysalis and the princesses were proof of that as well, but even that seemed limited by the way it had been explained to you. Of course, Death and Taxes after all.

Death hummed for a moment, letting her head sway as if she was listening to some sort of song in her head, but you had the impression she was still watching you, paying attention. "You are... a special case," she said at last, causing an undeserved sense of pride swell inside of you.

"Damn right I'm special," you declared, puffing your chest out.

"In more ways than one," Death snorted, making you smile even more. "As you're already well aware, you're not from this world. You're supposed to be Grim's case, not mine. When you came over here, I had to ask what he had down for you, because the course of your life never had any such indications of you ever leaving your world. Your projected death was... well, it wasn't much further off than yours here, but it was a different sort of violent."

"My death was already planned out? That sucks... how was I supposed to die?" you asked, morbidly curious about how things would have gone.

"Not telling," Death declared, shaking her head once more. "As I said, it was your projected death. We think things through, but life is as fluid as the afterlife. I've seen ponies I had expected to die shortly after birth from one thing or another go on to live long, happy lives. Despite the name, we are not in control of your death, just the guides through it."

"Huh... you know, you're not half bad. Way more chill than I thought you'd be... although, your bones are a little cold," you pointed out. Was that offensive? It felt like it might be taken offensively.

Shrugging her bony body, Death said "Sorry about that, but without blood and such, there's no real body heat for me to give." Patting you on the shoulder, she released you from her wing, rising back up to walk forward, regaining a sort of regal air about her. "But now we really should be discussing what to do with you, because the way I'm seeing it, the usual options I have don't really apply to you. Nothing personal, but a human in pony heaven is... well, it's just rough. And your soul is different than what I usually see, so the idea of sending you through any sort of reincarnation cycle feels like it would be... warped. Given you've already thrown Equestria up in arms, but trust me when I say that reintroducing your soul, even in a pony body, would have potentially far more dire consequences."

"So... what can I do? Where do I go?" you asked, hesitant to do so, as you figured she'd say you were going to hell and drop you down some chute to a flaming pit.

"The way we have this, we have two options for you right now," Death stated, marching around as she prepared to tell you of the choices. "The first one, which is the best you have, is that I send you home."

"Home? Home how?" you asked, feeling something for a moment you hadn't felt in a while. Hope? Was this hope?

Without stopping her motions, Death said "Simply put, we return you to your world. No more talking ponies. No more Changelings. Just humans and lizard people again."

"Wait, what's this about lizard people?" you inquired, taking that by surprise.

"You don't know about... forget I said that. Wasn't supposed to interfere with that," Death stated, waving her wings dismissively. "Fact is, when you were taken from your world, nobody knew what happened to you. There was no body left behind. To the people of your world, you simply disappeared. Grim and I will arrange it so that you will return, your body as it was before, and your memories of Equestria will be taken away so you won't have to worry about anything. You'll be allowed to continue your life as you had before," she explained, basically stating you could go back to the norm. You could live again and not have to worry about feeling guilt for all the shit you did while you were here.

"I can go home... not have to even think about the fact that I died..." you considered, the words oddly hollow as you spoke. Thinking about it, you looked up to Death and asked "What about everyone here?"

"They'll remember you. You've made far too big an impact for us to just... will it all away. I mean, you've seen what has happened at this point. Everything that has happened with the hive, with Canterlot at this point even, is set in stone. We cannot undo things that are so firmly set in place." Death admitted, a reservation in her voice that said she was holding something back. "But it won't be your problem anymore. I mean, it shouldn't be anyways, because you've died to them."

That hurt you a bit. Not the fact you were already dead to them because, well... you were. But the fact that you'd just get to move on, not even capable of feeling guilt over everything, meanwhile they'd be left with the mess that you left them with. War, sorrow, and so much more. Not that you could change any of that now, but the idea you'd walk away from it all without at least feeling the guilt of doing it, it just felt wrong.

Then, you remembered what she had said and looked back to Death. "What's the other option? You said there were two," you implored, needing to know it.

Stopping her little prowl around the void, Death looked down at you, emanating some level of sorrow and pity. "The other option is... I send you back to Equestria," she answered. You were totally confused for a moment, not understanding how both options didn't really seem to include any actual death, especially since you were already told you had flat out died. Seeing this, Death elaborated. "You asked earlier if you were dead. I told you yes and no. Your body is currently hanging on the very last strand of life, not giving up just yet. The only thing keeping you alive really is... well, you. The fact that you haven't totally accepted the fact you're dead yet. I can say what I will of you, but you're a fairly stubborn one."

"Yeah, that sounds about right," you admitted, nodding your head. This seemed good.

Sensing your pleasure at this statement, Death quickly continued. "But you have to know, you will return... but there's no guarantee you'll stay alive more than even a minute. I'll put your soul back into your mortal body, but the wound you suffered was incredibly grave. You might die all over again, and that... that will end differently than here."

"Won't I just come back here and talk to you again about my real options?" you considered, thinking that was fairly obvious.

Death shook her head slowly, solemnly so. "If I put your soul back in your body now, it will be a... traumatic experience for it. Your body is going to hurt as it is, but your soul will be in damaged in a way that, honestly, I can't say will ever truly heal. You could live the rest of your life and when you come to me next, you may not have an option for the afterlife. Your soul may very well... break," Death explained, her words emphasizing the risk that came with this option very clearly. "If your soul breaks, that's... well, for a lack of better terms, it's a fate worse than death. Trust me, I know."

"Well... fuck," you muttered looking down into your own hands as you weighed your options. Go ahead, return home, forget all that has happened, and never worry any further about things. You'll live your life, as meager as it was, and die with an option to have a proper afterlife. Then there's returning to Equestria, with a fucking hole in your chest, likely in pain physically and for sure on the spiritual level that, according to Death herself, will likely last until your next death, ending with... nothingness. It seemed so obvious which you should choose. One left you without any pain and another real chance at life, while the other left you with minimal chances and undeniable pain.

Seeing the struggle on your face, Death walked past you, dragging her wing along your shoulder to draw your attention. Turning around, Death stood by the same door you saw earlier, the frame hanging in the void, now stroking it with her wing. "Now that I've let you know the options, I want you to think of what you want. When you've decided, just open the door and step through," she explained, a mournful tone to her voice. "You can take as long as you need to think it over, time moves differently here than it does in the mortal plane, although I must confirm that time has already passed."

Sighing, you pushed yourself to your feet, slowly approaching as your knees wobbled. This was a tough decision. A shitty decision. But you had to do the sure thing. "I don't need to take any more time. I've been away from my life for long enough," you stated, you voice dry.

Despite your words, you could feel Death... smiling at you. "Yes, I suppose your friends and family have been without you for long enough as it is," she agreed, watching as you opened the door.

Author's Note

I got the reaction I wanted from everyone with the last chapter. Now I'm curious to see what I'll get here. The only thing I can say is... yes, I did consider Anon having sex with Death. But I think Ap's tired enough of Anon sticking his dick in every super powerful entity in Equestria as it is. Plus, she's a skeleton, so have some self control!

After Anon

You walked up and down the harshly constructed floor of the throne room. You'd never taken notice of it before, but after everything that had happened, everything you had undergone, the world seemed different to you. It was a darker, colder, more unforgiving place, and that was saying something.

"Apo-, er Queen Apocrita?" a Changeling asked, clearly confused and uncertain as to how address you as he stepped into the throne room. Even the guards lining the room looked among themselves, uncertain as to whether they should be punishing the Changeling for insolence or not.

"Just call me Regent Apocrita for the time being, we'll figure out where things fall into place later," you stated, turning to face the Changeling, the edges of your bountiful wings brushing the craggy floor, yet not feeling any pain. You were made of stronger stuff now, but despite that, you felt so very brittle. It was only because the hive needed you that kept you from falling apart

"Right, um... It's about Queen Chrysalis brood with... well, you know... they're hungry and I wasn't sure if... I mean, who did you want to feed them, and what? They seem rather resistant to anyone short of their parents... parent," the Changeling asked awkwardly, his face twisting as he tried to speak without drawing up too many painful memories, but it was impossible. Without intending to, Anon had seeped into the very foundation of the hive at this point. Everything was a reminder of him, one way or another.

You sighed, but offered a meager smile and walked forward. "Take me to them, I'll try to share some of the love that he bestowed upon me. I'm sure that will help," you stated, following the Changeling out of the throne room.

Walking through the halls of the hive, you passed numerous members of your species. In the three days since your duel with Chrysalis, you found that some had already adjusted to your presence and the role you were undertaking. Others still seemed to look at you in awe, amazed that any of their kind could have become such an unusual, yet elegant being. A few, marginal as they may be, looked at you with some level of disgust, feeling like you had cheated the traditions to be where you were, and you didn't fully blame them.

Sure, you had ever intention of overthrowing the ways of old when you and Anon had spoken about his love for you and Chrysalis. For him, you had agreed to spare Chrysalis and move beyond the expectations for you, a new queen, to kill the old... although, you had still planned to rough her up a bit. You were honest enough that some part of you did want to get back at Chrysalis for having taken something from your lover that you had felt belonged to you. You accepted his love was enough to satisfy you both, and lord knows you wouldn't have agreed to that double blowjob with Luna if you didn't have an open mind, but Chrysalis had taken a march on you when she had Anon's kids. Kids she had initially planned on leveraging against him.

Now though, you couldn't feel such a pitiful malice toward your former superior. After all, you were only a step away from where she was now. A broken, near lifeless husk that wallowed in her chambers. Every day you checked on her, almost willing her to lash out at you for what part you had in things, but the fire that burned inside of her had been snuffed out. The grief over Anon's death was a sign of how much she had loved him, especially since she blamed herself for his death. You'd moved beyond blaming anypony, knowing that you had your part for blinding Chrysalis, and Anon himself had his own hand for trying to launch himself into the middle of your foray. But Chrysalis... she had been the one to deliver the killing blow, and she wouldn't forgive herself for that. Perhaps if you'd been the one responsible, she'd be the one barely holding on while you went catatonic.

"Regent?" the Changeling guiding you stated, shaking you from your train of thought. You were already at Chrysalis' chambers, the door pushed open slightly.

"I'll take it from here, thank you," you offered, giving a slight nod to dismiss the Changeling. Stepping inside the chamber, you looked around, the room incredibly dark, but the sound of wailing larvae resonating through it. Thankfully, your eyes had some damn good night vision before, and even better since this moth upgrade you received.

Approaching the crib, you cast a golden glow that picked each of the larvae up, levitating them over to you. As you let them rotate around your head, giving each one a loving smile, they seemed to calm down. They may not have been your children, but they were Anon's, and so you would love them like they were your own. One in particular, the infamous Pupa you'd been told so much about over the past couple of days, still seemed to hiss and cry, as angry as she was sad. From your understanding, she was damn smart for a larva, and likely recognized what had happened to her father better than the others.

"She's his little princess," you heard Chrysalis state, drawing your eyes over to the massive bed. She had the right half of her body on the bed, while her left legs shakily stood, hooves clattering on the floor. While her body still seemed complete due to the love Anon had fed her, you could see how quickly her body had grown ill in the past couple of days. The lustrous black exoskeleton that she had met you with in battle was now dull, turning grey. Her mane, once healthy and vibrant, like a thriving plant, now seemed to have wilted. The thorny crown she had been wearing now lay on the floor, untouched since she first entered her chamber.

Nodding your head, you slowly approached the mare you had considered your adversary only three days ago, but now perhaps the only one that knew how truly hurt you felt from Anon's loss, carrying her brood in your magic. "I'm aware... you know, in a sense, I'd met her before?" you inquired, trying to draw something else out of her. "After you told him about the brood, he had a dream. You, me, and him. All living together happily, with a brood each of his kids. The only one in the dream he had named was Pupa. I'd seen a fraction of it when Luna brought my unconscious mind over to his dream."

Chrysalis let out a mirthless laugh, her green eyes falling upon you, letting you get a better look at the puffiness around the orbs. "I... I knew he was doing something, talking to Luna that is. He had said as much during the game night, but I... I blinded myself in the face of his love... then my own love for him. Oh, to the hive, I actually loved him. He saw me as something to escape, then as the mother of his children, but never truly his lover, oh no, that was all you. Yet I can't help but feel... this," Chrysalis sobbed, looking like she was going to cry, but apparently having shed too many tears already.

Twitching one of your antennae, you slowly let the larvae down onto the bed beside their mother, some crawling over to her, looking for her love, but the queen seemed almost indifferent. "Chrysalis... Anon loved you, he really did. As more than just the mother of his children, I know that. You and I... as much as you might hate to admit it, are the same," you stated, keeping your eyes locked on Chrysalis' expecting her to have some well of emotion, anger or hatred, but finding only a lifeless sorrow. "When I first met Anon, I couldn't stand him. I thought you had actually punished me with the assignment. I had to endure his unrelenting sense of humor and irritability, and yet... the more time I spent with him, the more I grew to see what was past that wall of crass comedy, the man beneath," you stated, feeling your own emotions starting to well up, the tightness in your chest crushing your heart. How crazy it was that this crazy alien had made an impact on you, to have you go from hating him to finding him the most important part of your life, now gone.

Chrysalis averted her gaze from your own, which was fine as it landed on her offspring. The hoof on the floor lifted up slowly, reaching out to softly stroke their little heads. "I... didn't care about him at first," she admitted, her words seeming to be more for herself than you. "I saw this foreign creature in the hooves of the princesses and I wanted it for myself. I wondered about his taste, what sort of flavor his love came in, and wanted to try it. I expected nothing more than lust, especially after he had spoken to me with such disdain for my actions, despite his own ruthlessness. I was amused by him, but didn't care for him... not until he returned to me," she whispered, her hoof stopping for a moment, as though recalling a painful memory. "I know now he came back for you, but to me it was so important, I couldn't believe myself. I deluded myself into thinking he loved me, and so I started to love him back. I started to see the things in him I hadn't before, began to admire this softy, squishy creature with a resolve harder than any carapace. The first being I'd ever been willing to truly see as my equal."

Offering a small, if sad, smile, you reached out to place your hoof over hers, making Chrysalis stop as her eyes slowly looked up to yours once more. "Anon did not love either of us from the start. He found reasons to love us, let them grow and blossom into new things. He saw me as a hard ass that got in the way of his fun, till he found the softer side that he came to love. He saw you as a sexually harassing kidnapper until he saw that you could show love for those that truly meant something to you. There was never an immediate attraction, but opportunities to find something more."

Chrysalis stared at you for a long moment, then sniffled before looking back down at her brood, her magic bringing Pupa up so she would stop crying, letting her mother give her some true parental love. "You've been talking to Thorax and Pharynx too much," she muttered, the statement feeling like a joke, but it was hard to feel any true humor in it.

Still, you gave a short chuckle, hoping to lighten things up a bit. "Perhaps I have. I think Pharynx is still upset I ended up looking like this and not like him," you admitted, thinking in how different you and your fellow ex-elite ended up. When Chrysalis didn't respond, you kept your smile, but let it lessen. "I... I hope to see you again at the ceremony later. We may never truly let him go, but we need to say our goodbyes," you informed her, wishing that she'd take this to heart and willingly leave her chamber. You'd have somepony pick up the brood for the ceremony regardless, giving them the right to say goodbye to their father, but you thought it best if Chrysalis was the one to bring them.

When Chrysalis didn't answer you, eyes still focused on Pupa, you silently left the chamber to let her mourn.

You stood at the entrance of Chitin's infirmary, watching for a moment as he inspected your mother. The older, grumpier Changeling winced as she followed the light of a particularly bright species of firefly that Chitin used for eye examinations. Her blind eye was... no longer blind. It was still dim in comparison to her good eye, but it had regained some color, and with it, some use. Neither had taken notice of you yet, and you were hoping to keep it that way for a moment.

"Fascinating. Never in my life had I ever seen an eye make a recovery like this after having gone blind. Without doing an exploratory surgery, I could have only assumed that the nerves connecting your eye to the rest of your nervous system had basically been disconnected," Chitin muttered, the tone of his voice indicating he was more speaking aloud to himself than actually explaining things to Vespa.

"Considering my eye itself was never crushed or anything, I always figured as such. Doesn't take a doctor to figure that out," Vespa spat, narrowing her eyes, only to hiss a little, apparently finding the act of doing such properly over her once blind eye a little painful.

"Indeed, that's why an unlicensed medical practitioner such as myself was able to make such an astute observation," Chitin stated, not letting Vespa's words take hold as an insult to him. Bottling the firefly and putting it back on a shelf, he said "If we had the equipment, I would have considered it possible to have done a surgery to reconnect the nerves individually, but alas, I get none of the respect or equipment I deserve. Perhaps Apocrita will provide me with the support I need."

"That's Regent Apocrita to you," Vespa growled, hopping off the examination table to glare down at the smaller Changeling. Her expression softened a little after she mentioned you by name, sighing regretfully. "I'm surprised that she didn't knock my other eye out for dropping Anon. Hive knows she must blame me for what happened to him, just as she had for Bee. She knows how to pack a punch," Vespa stated, lifting a hoof up to her eye.

"I remember when she clocked you for your hoof in executing Bee. First time I'd ever seen one Changeling attack another with such force that it left permanent damage," Chitin stated with almost a chuckle, making you frown. You didn't like thinking back to that day. The raw emotion you felt, the fury that burned in your heart, it was probably the first time that you knew you would feel love for others, even when you shouldn't have. You were proud of that emotion now, but the shame over it now came over the damage you had done to your mother, who you still loved.

"It hurt on more than one level that she had done so, but I suppose I should at least be proud that she wouldn't be half-hearted about it," Vespa stated, a weak smile actually gracing her lips.

"Well that's probably why it's healing now," Chitin stated, turning back to face Vespa. In doing so, he saw you, certainly pausing for a moment, but not stopping. He figured you were silent for a reason and decided to continue on. "While I had noticed your health increasing when Anon was feeding you his love, this change to your eye comes solely from the fact she has been loving you. It might help that she's a higher life form now, but that love has seemingly helped reconnect your nerves. I'd say that in a couple of days, you'll get full use of your eye back."

Vespa scoffed, shaking her head at Chitin's words. "Proof that you're not as smart as you think you are. Between Bee and Anon, there's no way she'd love me," she declared.

Deciding now was the time to step in, you entered the room, clearing your throat once before announcing "Proof that even with your eye getting better, you still can't see what's right in front of you."

Spinning to face you, Vespa's eyes widened and she quickly stood at attention. "My regent!" she shouted, averting her gaze.

Rolling your eyes, you said "At ease, Mom. If I wanted to lord my power over you, I'd probably have you dress up in something silly, just to amuse myself." Stopping before the two of them, you looked between them, then focused on Chitin, but said loud enough to clearly be speaking to the both of them "And you can simply refer to me as Apocrita, or anything else you see fit. My position and power isn't exactly clear to even me at this time."

"Good, cause I'd rather not be adding Regent or Queen to the front of your name, it leaves an aftertaste that's just weird to me," Chitin stated, looking you over. He was still obsessed with the idea of further examining your new form, to see just what you had lost since your metamorphosis and what you had gained. What a nerd... dammit Anon.

Vespa still stood tall as she could, but did relax some. It was odd, seeing your mother who always stood second only to Chrysalis herself, now shorter than you were. She seemed to find it awkward as well, but tried to hide it behind a mask of stoicism. "I'll... try, but you can't undo decades of elite training so easily," she contended, to which you had to agree and understand.

Lifting your wing, you curled it forward so that it would gently graze your mother's face. "Be that as it may, I will not have you doubt my capacity to love you. It's a gift that Anon left me and one that I plan on making liberal use of for the sake of this hive. After all, that's what you raised me on. The importance and well-being of our people over all else," you stated with a smile.

The loving embrace seemed to make your mother uncomfortable, which actually made your smile grow a little bit. You indeed loved her, but seeing her squirm a bit was also rather fun. "Yes, well... considering I dropped him, with his infinite capacity to feed our hive, I figured I might have been on the execution block," she stated, looking away from you as another thought clearly entered her mind. "After all... that's what happened with Bee, for the exact same reason..."

Sighing, you stepped forward, wrapping your wings around your mother and pulling her in tight, a strength in your wings that could easily be overlooked considering their elegance and beauty. You could feel her stiffen against you, but you did not let that deter you. "Mom... I've hated you for years for what happened to Bee. I knew that it was going to happen to him regardless, but the fact that you had personally ended his life felt like a betrayal. Not just because you took it upon yourself to do so, but because you didn't grieve with me. I thought you'd be feeling the same thing I did, but... it hurt so much then, and I just couldn't understand why you'd do that. Why you had to make an already terrible situation even worse," you announced, letting your face nestle into the top of your mother's head. How was it that, even when she was smaller than you physically, she still felt so very tall?

Vespa stayed still for a moment, then leaned into you, letting your body support her as she gave a weak hug, her forelegs almost limp over your body. "I've always done what I thought was best for the hive. Even having a brood of my own was simply to help continue the legacy of strong elites to serve our queen with. I've done many terrible things, brought down many kind ponies and beyond, and I do not apologize for any single action I have taken in the search for continuing to defend and empower our hive, because I believed it was truly for the best," she stated, making you stiffen a bit, unsure as to whether or not this was going to be something you really wanted to hear.

"However..." your mother continued, "I do regret making you feel that way toward me, because while you may hate me, I've always been proud of you. Even when I felt you had failed the hive because of your metamorphosis, I felt so only because you had not taken precautions. You've flown to higher heights than I could have ever hoped for you, and it is my sincerest wishes that you continue to do so."

Sighing, you pulled back, and with a tear at the corner of your eye, you said "Mom, I don't hate you anymore. I'm... disappointed in the actions you've taken before, but I don't hate you. As much as you may not have liked Anon, he taught me how important it is to see past flaws and love what lies beneath."

Vespa gave a slight snort, but offered you a smile. "Yes, well... I suppose he'd have to teach you that, considering how many flaws he had."

"Indeed, he didn't even have an exoskeleton," Chitin spoke up, reminding you that he was still present. "I suspect if he had one, he would have been able to surv-"

You quickly shut Chitin up with a hoof to his mouth, muffling whatever he was going to say next. "I'd rather not hear you talk about what could have been, we need to live with what simply is," you declared, giving him a slight glare that conveyed how he needed to tame his comments. Then, letting your gaze soften, you pulled your hoof away and said "But I want to thank you, for everything. Assisting him while I was in my cocoon, disguising yourself as me to keep up the charade-"

"Disguising yourself as me to keep up the charade," Vespa mirrored, giving him a glare that was less pleased with his actions, but accepting of them.

Stifling a laugh, you added "And most of all, being the friend he needed while I was unavailable. I know he appreciated your efforts, even when they fell short at times."

Chitin gave a casual shrug, but you noticed a tenseness in his motions that indicated he wasn't quite as nonchalant as he'd have liked you to believe. "He was a fascinating specimen. Truly one of a kind, although I'd have restrained myself from saying so in his presence, considering his already massive ego."

"It was a good size, but it wasn't the biggest I've seen," you joked, earning a groan from your mother and friend. Your smile sagging once more, you said "He would have loved that... well, outside of not being the biggest, but he doesn't need to know who I've seen that's larger than him... I suppose he never will now." Shaking your head, you already had enough sorrow to deal with, no need to walk into the muck now. Looking to the two, you added "I hope I'll be seeing you both at the ceremony. Whether you'll admit to it or not, you are among those closest to him."

"I suppose I have nothing better to do," Chitin declared, accepting in his own way.

"And if it is the wish of my queen, regent or otherwise, then I will attend," Vespa acknowledged, even though nothing you said indicated it was truly an order. With one last smile, you gave them both a nod, then turned to depart.

"Please, come in and take a seat. Anywhere but the front row," you greeted, offering a hoof in greeting to yet another group of Changelings that had arrived at the entrance to the throne room. None of them took your hoof, only bowing graciously to you, although one did kiss it respectfully before moving on. You watched as they took off, finding somewhere that they could seat themselves.

Given there were no actual chairs except for a select few at the very front, not counting the royal throne itself. Anon's sat before the royal throne, having been broken from its foundation so that it could now hold a large, smooth cocoon. After Anon's death, you and Chrysalis, before her inevitable spiral down depression, had agreed to a truce, caring more for the loss of the one you both loved so deeply, and had further settled on a Changeling funeral for him.

Funerals were rare occasions for Changelings. Not because of mortality rates, as Changelings died every day, but because they were reserved for only the most esteemed members of the hive. Only a select few outside of a queen herself would ever be granted a funeral. The deceased would be encased in a cocoon formed of the mucus of those closest to them, which would then be lit on fire during the ceremony, with hopes that the fallen would emerge renewed in the afterlife, stronger than before.

"You know, I never thought I'd actually see one of these. Always hoped I'd have one, but of course, no Changeling knows if they're truly going to receive one... outside of a queen that is," Pharynx stated as he and Thorax had stepped up to the throne room doors. After the truce, you had taken to freeing Thorax and Pharynx, saying they had faced enough torture... because they looked like gay moose. You'd been told by Chitin that Anon would have said that, and in doing so, he might have an easier afterlife. The brothers had groaned at this, but were just pleased to be free.

"Based on your actions and... unique appearance, I'll be certain to issue one when you die," you offered, trying not to draw too much attention to how odd they looked.

Pharynx rolled his eyes, but smiled regardless. "Thanks, but who says you're not going to die before I am? Maybe I'll be the one attending your funeral?" he challenged, not willing to accept that he didn't have some degree of immortality in him in his new form.

You were about to point out how you, an actual queen, had basically beaten Chrysalis at her strongest, while Pharynx and his brother got their flanks handed to them, but Thorax's sniffling and sobbing distracted you. "P-P-Please don't talk ab-about anyone else d-d-d-dying. I'm b-barely able to hold back a-as it is," he stammered, tears already rolling down his cheeks.

"Ugh, I should have left you in the Frozen North," Pharynx groaned, shaking his head at his brother's oversensitive nature. You remembered how easy to bully Thorax was, even if you yourself had never really made that effort.

Reaching out with a wing, you wipe away some of the tears, letting the scales that touched Thorax's face fall to the ground with the additional moisture. "Nopony else is dying any time soon, don't worry. Just go take your seats at the front. You're among the special attendants," you informed Thorax, comforting him as best you could while letting him know he had a future in the hive. He and Pharynx both nodded to you, with the latter trying to keep his brother from bawling on the way to their seats. "I don't know how Pharynx deals with him," you muttered, still smiling sadly.

"We have an idea," you heard a rather familiar voice, turning back to find Princess Luna and Princess Celestia present. You'd grown rather close to Luna during all her visits in your cocoon dream state, and a bit closer after that rather raunchy team up with Anon. Knowing his feelings for the princesses and vice versa, you had made it a point of extending an invitation to them as well.

"Luna, it is a pleasure to see you again. And in person, might I add," you teased, stepping forward to envelop the nighttime princess in a hug with your wings, which she gladly returned.

"Indeed, we are most happy to see you again, and looking rather regal now," Luna declared. "We only wish the occasion could have been a more joyous one," she admitted, starting to pull away, only for Celestia to suddenly push herself in, her wings pulling you and Luna toward her.

"I-I can't believe it! I should have been there for him! I should have dared whatever dangers Chrysalis had planned to get him back!" Celestia cried out, burying her face in your and Luna's wings, her own squeezing even tighter.

"A-As we said, we know how Pharynx has been dealing with his sibling," Luna coughed out, eventually splaying her wings out to get Celestia to let go.

Taking a breath to fill your lungs, you patted Celestia's wing with your own. "Th-there, there. There was nothing you could have done to stop him. He chose to stay... for me. He chose to interfere, for us. If you had been there, the only thing that you would have done is seen it with your own eyes," you tried to assure the princess, finding it oddly amusing that you were now her height, but feeling larger from how much she cried over this.

Sniffling, Celestia nodded her head slowly, then tried to wipe away some of her tears. "Can I... Can I see him?" she asked hopefully.

You shook your head regretfully and explained "He is encased in a cocoon, you will not be able to see him. Besides, while we did our best to... patch the wound, it left a rather severe mark that would not put you at ease."

Celestia was about to burst into tears again, but Luna quickly pulled her sister close, letting her sob into her neck. Looking to you with a thankful smile, she said "We appreciate all you have done. We know how much he loved you, and you him, and so we trust that whatever you tried and what arrangements you have made will honor his memory."

"Only the biggest honor we could think of," you stated, looking back to the front row of seats. Besides Thorax and Pharynx, there was a basket containing Anon's brood, and beside them sat Chrysalis. "It was Chrysalis' idea. She said that after all Anon had done and what he had meant, she wanted him to be forever remembered, even if it would take what she always wanted. As the ceremony comes to its end, we will declare Anon a member of our pantheon as the God of Love."

Luna's eyes widened, but seemed to calm as she smiled, pleased with what you had said. "A prestigious honor that I'm sure he would graciously accept."

You shrugged as you looked back at her. "I think he would have been happier with the God of Sex, but it means more to us for him to be the God of Love," you admitted, chuckling a bit, even if the sound felt hollow in your throat. Stopping as you felt a few eyes directed to you, you waved your wing out. "Please, take your seats at the front, I'll be with you shortly."

The sisters nodded, offering their thanks before moving to the front. You watched them, feeling a little smaller as they moved away. The impact that Anon had was... impossible to consider, especially for a non-Changeling. For the princesses of Equestria to willingly walk into the hive to attend his funeral, with not a single Changeling so much as baring a fang at them, was a sign of how much he did, even when he intended to do no such thing. Given he wanted peace, but this was still a sign to you of what you had to work on. The things you needed to uphold in his absence.

Casting the heavy thoughts aside, you greeted a few more Changelings before deciding any further additions would find their way on their own. The whole hive wanted to attend in truth, but many were still working on the problem of the still mind controlled dragons, now sitting in a daze outside, as Chrysalis had yet to dismiss her magic. It was a problem you had to work out with her, but that was for another time.

Marching up to the cocoon, you cast a glance to Chrysalis, urging her to join you. She seemed to stare into the void for a moment, but eventually rose to her hooves, slowly approaching the cocoon to stand beside you, each positioned so that neither would appear to be taking the lead.

"My fellow Changelings and esteemed guests, we would like to thank you for your attendance today. We know this is not an easy task that we are about to embark on, but it is one that is no less necessary for somepony... no, someone that has affected us so deeply," you announced, letting your wings flare out to help garner the attention of those present. The room quickly went silent, some due to the dazzling sight of your unique and beautiful form, but most simply from the fact that the time had come to say goodbye.

You looked to Chrysalis, who seemed to be staring at the ground, her hair hanging in her face as it had many times before. You were hoping that she was going to join you, to speak up and show that she still had some say. Sure, you could take the throne of queen in all its glory and power by yourself if she did not, but for the memory of Anon, you were trying to be a united front. It seemed she was not going to take the hint, and so you sighed, inhaling to continue... but then she spoke.

"His time with us was short. Positively minuscule in the life of a single Changeling, let alone in the entirety of our hive," Chrysalis declared, her eyes slowly lifting from the floor, the out of focus dullness dissipating. "However, what he meant to us was nothing less than life changing. I know I will never live another day of my life without knowing he has had his impact on me," Chrysalis stated, extending her wings, the tip of the one closest to you brushing against your own wing.

"Anon once told me that he believed he would unite Equestria, and while his method of doing so was... decidedly different than what has occurred today, we can see that among us are the Princesses of Equestria themselves. Honored guests who cared for Anon just as we have. It is this shared love and dedication to Anon that has bound us together today, and it is for that reason he deserves no less than an honor utterly deserving of one capable of making enemies come together like none other before," you continued for Chrysalis, letting your antennae start to build up a golden glow.

"While he has passed on, we wish to immortalize him in the only way we truly can!" Chrysalis almost shouted, her own horn starting to glow with its green aura. "We stand here to announce the ascension of Anon, the only human to ever grace our world, will be the first non-Changeling to enter our pantheon! A distinguished and coveted spot as a life giver, provider of that most precious to us!"

Chrysalis glanced to you and you nodded back to her. Facing the crowd, you announced in unison "We give you our praise, God of Love, Anon!"

Turning together, you both unleashed the magic you had been gathering, firing them into the cocoon. From it, a gold-and-green fire erupted, basking you in the warmth that you felt whenever Anon gave you his love. Behind you, you could hear applause from those in attendance, cheering on their new god, while at the same time mourning the loss of one who had come to mean so much from them so quickly. Something about it comforted you, but you couldn't stop from stepping forward, looking down at the burning cocoon, with Chrysalis joining you.

"Good bye, Anon. I'll always love you, and wish that whatever the afterlife has planned for you, you can be happy," you whispered, allowing yourself to finally shed tears onto the last vestige of your one and only love. Chrysalis didn't speak, apparently leaving whatever she had left internalized, her eyes oddly dry now compared to you, although you suspected she may have just shed too many of them at this point to give any more. And so you both stood, watching as the cocoon crackled and burned...

... then suddenly exploded outward as a hand shot through the top of it, sending you and Chrysalis scrambling back on your flanks, looking in abject horror as more of the cocoon broke apart, freeing the body attached to the hand, a wailing scream of pain filling the room, which was soon followed by cries of absolute terror at the sight.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! IT FUCKING BURNS! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!?" Anon's familiar, yet pain filled voice screamed out, climbing out of the cocoon, just to fall to the floor. You could hear the wings of Changelings buzzing, many trying to flee what surely had to be a nightmare come true, while a girlish squeal that you were pretty sure came from Thorax was followed by a thud.

As Anon rolled around on the ground, trying to put out the flames, you suddenly recognized just what was going on and quickly flew over to him, trying to use your magic to put out the flames. It only worked to a degree, since the flames were caused by magic, even when Chrysalis joined in. Luna and Celestia soon realized your intentions, and despite their own horrified expressions, they joined in trying to stop it. You were close, but there was still some more, so there was only one thing left to do.

"AAAAAH! WHY ARE YOU KICKING ME!? DID DEATH LIE!? DID I GO TO HELL! FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Anon cried out as you and the others began to stomp out the flames.

Oddly enough, you could say that this was both the liveliest and happiest funeral you ever attended.

Author's Note

Be honest with me, how many of you really thought that Anon returned to the human world? Most of you caught onto the wordplay at the end of the previous chapter, but I had to play off the doubt of those that thought he was returning 'home'. But we all know that home is where the heart is, and his heart is with these disgusting bug-ponies... I'm probably going to use that line in the next chapter.

That said though, we're pretty much at the end. There's going to be... maybe one or two more chapters left? Depends on how I want to fully resolve everything. Got to say, this has been a wild ride, and I went on for way longer than I thought I was going to, but the support has been amazing, but I'll get sappy with the final chapter.

Dying Is Easy, Living Is Hard... Living Is New Penis Name

You winced as Chitin dabbed a wet cloth over your face, trying to clean and sooth your red skin. "Careful with that, everything hurts right now. I mean, everything... I might be a little bit of a masochist, cause my dick is hurting, but it's getting hard, which is hurting it more, and it's creating this vicious cycle," you both complained and explained at the same time.

"Anon, just shut up for a moment," Ap commanded, even though the wide grin on her face seemed to indicate that she was anything but annoyed. She was not the only one, as Thorax, Pharynx, Luna, Celestia, and Chrysalis were joining in. You even saw a slight smirk from Vespa, whose eye was apparently getting better? There go your damn eye jokes.

"I come back from the dead and you want me to keep quiet? I'd say you should have left me dead, but clearly you couldn't wait to burn my body and dance in my ashes, you psychos," you snorted, even though you as well had a smile on. You didn't know the whole story, but you figured there was a good reason why they were lighting you on fire, especially since the princesses were in the same room as Chrysalis and nobody was trying to kill each other... unless them stomping the fire out was an unsuccessful attempt. In which case, fuck them!... well, probably literally, later.

"I'm surprised that there aren't any further damages left by the fire. You were ablaze for a good bit there," Pharynx pointed out, clearly astounded by your reddened, yet otherwise unmarred skin. Indeed, you were probably on fire for a good two or so minutes, yet outside of the redness and a few soot smudges, there was nothing that linked your body to having been on fire. It also left you totally naked, but it felt like something everyone had seen at this point already, although you noticed Celestia taking a few liberal glances at your ego. You'd risen from the dead in more than one way at this point.

"Yeah, so am I. Considering what Death told me, I was expecting to be barely hanging onto life. Of course I'd wake up to find my ass being lit on fire," you grumbled, irritated at how much more pain you were feeling than you had expected.

At this, Apocrita gave you a curious look. "Death told you?" she inquired, her confusion shared by the rest.

"Oh yeah... I died. Like, mostly so. Then I met Death. She was this alicorn skeleton chick in a robe, said her real name is Soul Harvester, but that's beside the point. We talked, we chilled... should have boned, but I was busy trying to come back to life and I didn't have the time to figure out how to have sex with a skeleton," you admitted, earning an irritated stare from Ap, but you just smiled back at her. "Anyways, she told me I could either go back to my world, no problems or questions asked, or I could come back her, potentially die immediately again, and then have my very soul shatter. Clearly, I chose to come back here, only to find you all torching me."

"We thought you were dead and giving you a proper Changeling funeral!" Chrysalis cried, trying to defend her actions.

You looked her over, recognizing how out of it she looked, then reached out, gently stroking her face. "Well... I suppose setting my corpse on fire is a pretty badass way to take things. So long as there is no lasting damage, all will be forgiven," you assured her. Chrysalis nuzzled into your hand, almost purring as she did so. Like a bout of magic had run through her, the dull exoskeleton returned to its lustrous black, while her hair seemed to return from the point of looking like it'd fall out.

"By the heavens, was that natural or shapeshifting?" Celestia asked, astonished by the instantaneous effect your love had on Chrysalis, and also looking a little jealous that the once enemy of Equestria was getting such attention.

"Of course it's all natural. It would be expected of the God of Love," Vespa stated dryly, her words drawing all eyes toward her. Noticing the reaction she had received, she sighed and said "Queen Chrysalis and... Queen Apocrita both declared that he was ascended to the pantheon, did they not? They even lit his cocoon, and so he emerged forth with a new life. I believe that qualifies as having fulfilled all our beliefs. Technically... he is a god to the hive."

"Oh... oh no," Ap muttered, realizing that her mother was right by all accounts.

"OH YES!" you laughed out, thrusting your arms into the air gleefully. Sure, you weren't the God of Sex, which sounded so much cooler, but you were actually considered a god! In a world of lords, ladies, princesses, princes, queens, and kings, you were a fucking god! "Worship me! Pray to Anon! Pray to the his divine staff! Ahahahaha!" you laughed maniacally, only stopping when Ap slapped your still sensitive arm with a hoof. "Ouch, that hurt," you whined, pouting at her.

"I'm trying to keep you from letting it go to your head. You're no different than before," Ap warned you, her eyes narrowed to convey such, although you could seen some concern as well.

"Nope, he's totally different," Chitin quickly overruled, stepping away from you.

"How is that?" you asked, hoping it didn't involve your penis... unless it was good. Then you wanted it to involve your penis.

Directing one of his hooves forward, Chitin held it just over your chest, right where Chrysalis showed you that impaling people isn't always fun. At least, it wasn't if you weren't the one doing the impaling. The wound had been patched with mucus from the two queens, which basically told you they threw up into your gaping chest wound. Also not happy about that. The result had left a greyish paste that had been trying to seal the wound, although after getting burnt, it had hardened and turned black.

"From my analysis, the patch job that Queen Chrysalis and Queen Apocrita used to seal the wound has interacted with the magical flames they produced to light your body on fire." Chitin began to explain, tapping the blackened mucus, which looked a little like a Changeling's exoskeleton at this point. "Because their magic, empowered through the love you had fed them, recognized your body as the source of its love. Furthermore, since love comes form the heart-"

"That's a total lie, it's used to pump blood and love is caused by chemicals in the brain," you interrupted, wanting to throw that out there.

Chitin glared at you for interrupting and replied "Well through magical system analysis, it has been proven that love is tied to the heart. So even though you lack a magical system, magic does not seem to ignore the fact that it was in the place of your heart. Magic that was formed from your own love. It had essentially cycled back to where it had originated from, but now actually magical. There, it rejoined your heart... which was in tatters, but because magic is the answer to most things, it was able to help repair your heart. Furthermore, seeing as the magic came from both of the queens, it now recognizes their magic as part of you. That is why the fire did not actually harm you."

"That... was a lot of words that I'm having a hard time understanding," Thorax admitted meekly.

"Idiot," you grunted, even though you were also having a hard time following. Best throw the gay moose under the bus and rise above it.

Rolling his eyes, Chitin tapped on the spot and said "Anon's heart is fixed, empowered by our queens' magic, and is now immune to damage from them." Turning back to face you, his face scrunched up and he added "I'd also assume that he now basically has queen magic in him, making him effectively immortal to the ravages of time."

"So you're saying... I'm immortal?" your smile growing once more, feeling like the muscles was going to rip through the skin from just how insanely wide it was.

"To aging and magic from our queens. Try not to get into fights with other beings, but otherwise, yes," Chitin stated. "Of course, this is all just conjecture, so we don't know if-"

Before Chitin could finish, you were suddenly propelled backward by a stream of golden magic that was fired off from Ap's antennae. The impact with the floor hurt, but considering the magic stream did not actually harm you, you were left staring up at the ceiling of the room.

Everypony turned to look at Ap in astonishment, shocked she would do such a thing. To her credit, Ap looked simply amused, then glanced to everyone else and shrugged. "What? If a magic fire wasn't going to kill him, did you really think that was? Besides, someone had to knock him down a peg before he started ranting about the Immortal God King of the Changelings," she defended her actions, an almost playful smile showing on her lips.

"To be fair, that was my next course of actions," you groaned, pushing yourself back up. You were just glad you didn't land on your dick. "Although, if I'm going to get the 'King' part added, I'll need to marry a queen," you grunted, stretching your body, making a point of showing off Excalibur. Most of the women had already seen it, but Celestia and Vespa hadn't, and seeing as you saw them both as the MILFs in the room, well... yeah, it was fun to fuck with them, even if one seemed to care less.

"Anon, cover your penis, please," Pharynx asked, also having taken notice. Oh, right, other men...

"Pharynx, quit looking at my penis, please," you counter, hands going to your hips proudly.

"Let us move along," Luna interrupted, coughing to draw attention away from your penis, even if she snuck a peek herself. Mission successful. "You say you wish to marry either Apocrita or Chrysalis to be the king?"

"Nope," you stated, watching Chrysalis face fall a little, some level of hope draining from her. Ap, on the other hand, seemed to know where you were going with this and simply rolled her eyes. "I'm marrying the both of them," you corrected. Seeing some mouths opening in response, you held up a hand to cut them off. "I'm going to remind you that I just recently died for both Apocrita AND Chrysalis. You know, stabbed through the chest and all," you stated, tapping a finger over the reminder of what had happened, as if any was needed. Chrysalis winced and looked down, unable to say anything in response. "And I came back from Death, who offered me a guilt free ride home... only, it wasn't home for me anymore. This is home. With you all," you announced, feeling the corny speech almost physically hurting, but it had to be done. That's how good guys won through in the end, right?

Pointing a finger at Chitin, then Pharynx and Thorax. "You guys are my bros. I can tell you shit, then you'll roll your eyes and likely mock me for it, but you're in my corner... well, two of you will, and the other will cry, but we all need a pansy to make fun of."

"Heeeey..." Thorax began to complain, but you needed the momentum rolling in your favor.

Looking to Vespa next, you said "You... are a total bitch who does not hesitate to go ahead and insult me... but I need that. I'm a big enough man, as made obvious by my erection, to acknowledge that I need someone to knock me down every so often, and while I'm sure Ap is willing to do that, you have the extra edge to really cut me down if I need it."

"I'm about to debate the 'big' part of that statement," Vespa grunted, even though you saw the sneaky smile on her face. Hah, she actually likes you now.

Turning to Luna and Celestia, you continued "You guys are like... well, my sister and mom, looking out for me and caring... although I've never had any wish to fuck my family before."

"Oh Anon, I'm so touched that you see me as your sister," Celestia sobbed, earning a confused look from Luna and the others.

"Sister, we believe you have that order mixed up," Luna muttered, but seemed unable to get her sibling to recognize what she had just said.

Looking back to Apocrita and Chrysalis, you said "And obviously, you two both know how I feel about you guys, but in case you have any doubts whatsoever, I love you. Hell, I fucked one of you into becoming Mothra and the other into having my kids. I've got an immortal life now and I want to spend it together with the both of you, because you're both amazing in different ways. I died once for you guys, and I'll do it again if I have to... but please, don't make me have to."

Ap stared at you for a moment, then sighed, shaking her head as she walked over to you. "You have a way of mangling words, yet still making them unusually lovable. You already knew where I stand, but let me remind you," she stated, stepping in close so she could press her lips to yours, engaging you in a short, yet intimate kiss. Her fuzzy body felt funny, but nice... and she was rubbing her fuzzy foreleg against your dick, shielded from the view of the others with her wings. As she pulled away, she whispered so you could hear "Show me just how much you love me later."

Fuck. This. Moth.

As Ap moved so you could look at Chrysalis, she seemed apprehensive, like she was going to have her head cleaved off if she accepted. Of course, as the newly declared God of Love, you probably could have ordered that, but that was a totally unnecessary thing.

"I... Can you really forgive me? For what I did to you?" Chrysalis asked, locking eyes with you as her voice faltered. "It's because of me that you died in the first place."

You simply shrugged, replying "I got better."

"A statement nopony has ever made before," Ap chipped in, smirking a bit at the oddness.

"Yeah, plus I'm immortal now. So if anything, you really helped me out... just... don't do it again, okay?" you tried to say cheerfully, wanting to help Chrysalis through this haze of self-doubt and concern. Besides, you planned on getting vengeance on her with a little impaling of your own... did you make that joke already? Fuck it, it's funny.

Chrysalis' eyes shifted to Ap, then back to you. "I... I do love you, but I'm not sure if I can get over it. We... we agreed to a truce over your death, but I really don't know if I can share you," she stated, gulping as she expected some push back.

Humming in thought, you tried to think of the best way to handle that statement. She was greedy, but then, you were too. At last, you could only shrug once more. "I can't make you accept her... even though as God of Love, I totally should, but I won't. I just ask that you give it a try. I think if you take the time, you'll learn things about her that will make you love her as well."

Something about what you said seemed to strike a chord in Chrysalis, her eyes flicking over to Ap, who only smiled back at her warmly, giving her a nod... the fuck was that about? Was something going on that you didn't know?... were they already fucking behind your back? Those bitches! Your corpse wasn't even cold yet, they made sure of that with the goddamn fire!

Your internal cursing ended as Chrysalis trotted over to you, pausing for a moment as she simply looked you in the eye, then just as Ap had, leaned forward to kiss you. You kissed her back, closing your eyes to enjoy the touch of her lips and odd, snake like tongue coiling around your own. Kinky. When the kiss ended, you pulled away to look at her and-

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" you shouted, shocked by what you saw.

Confused, Chrysalis looked down at her own body to see what had happened. Her body had changed once more, the black of her exoskeleton now white with a silver sheen. Her mane and tail were still green, but a lighter shade that seemed to undergo a sort of gradient effect near the tips that gave them a golden hue. She now had the weird gem/pearl things around the base of her neck that Thorax and Pharynx did, but around each was a ring of golden fuzz. And her wings, while still transparent, no longer held only a green tint to it, but rather seemed to remind you of a stained glass window, with different sections giving different colors. All in all... she looked rather nice. And even better, not like a gay moose.

"Huh, so that's what a Changeling who is already a queen looks like after she willingly gives her love?" Chitin murmured.

"Figures she'd look better off than us," Pharynx growled, angry that he and his brother would continue to be the butt of everyone's jokes for quite some time.

"Hm... she got to keep her fangs and horn," Ap noted, running her tongue over her teeth as her brow furrowed, antennae twitching in what you assumed was jealousy.

Noticing it, Chrysalis grinned at her. "I've got to have the leg up in some ways... my fiance," she stated, indicating she was accepting of your weird, three way relationship.

Wooting, you wrapped your arms around the two queens, pulling them in toward you. "I did it! United Equestria through the power of my penis, got two hot horse-bugs to be my wives (eventually), and am immortal! What could possibly go wrong now?!"

Author's Note

Chew on that. Chew on those final words. You know what those words mean. What do they taste like? You tell me, cause from my perspective... they're fucking sweet. But they may be sour for you. Maybe even bitter.

I think I've just about covered every weird little thing that needs some follow up from the previous chapter. If not, I'm sure someone will tell me what's missing. And again, while I'll be more detailed later, thanks to everyone who has been so supportive of me. I see a lot of comments on what the incoming end means to everyone, and I'll address that at all as the curtain closes.

Chrysalis' new form in part thanks to Loveless showing some options in Brotherly Love vs. Anon's Penis, so kudos to you.

Epilogue: I Love Bugs

You inhaled deeply, trying to get air, but found it hard to breathe. You felt stifled, like there was a weight on your chest. You tried to move, but your limbs seemed to be held down, preventing your movement. Why was it dark? Why was it so hot? You were finding it harder and harder to breathe. What was going on?!

"Daddy, wake up. You're having another of your episodes," you heard a light, sweet, yet oddly hard edged voice state.

Cracking your eye open, you found standing on your chest the familiar sight of your firstborn daughter, Pupa. She was larger now, yet still adorably small in comparison to you or adult Changelings, having undergone her first metamorphosis to have a black exoskeleton like her mother once had, with a brilliant luster. While most Changelings her age did not yet have fins, she already had a strong, dark green one that was large enough that it had a tendency to lean toward one side. Furthermore, while she didn't have pupils like her mother yet, she did have a noticeable darker green in her eyes that seemed to be the indicative of where her pupils would be.

Sitting up, you pulled your arms out from the comforter of your bed, the heat from the heavy sheets easing up a bit as you stretched your arms over your head, trying not to smile as Pupa giggled, rolling down your torso and onto your still covered lap. You always made sure to cover up, since you always slept in the nude. You may have been a totally shameless jackass, but even you wanted to avoid scarring your children from the might of Vel. Vel being a divine javelin used by a Hindhu god of war... and one of the numerous names for your penis you had collected at this point.

"Why are you waking me up so early?... it is early, right? I didn't just sleep in past noon again?" you asked, not so certain about it. You really should have moved the royal bedroom to somewhere that you could have windows, but then you'd be pissed off by the sun waking you up.

"Still early," Pupa stated with a smile. "Everyone else is still asleep, but I had to come and see you, I'm just too excited!" she elaborated, her little wings, also tinged green, splaying out to show just how anxiously energetic she was.

"Mmm, sweetie, please be a little more patient. You know daddy gets weird if he wakes up before he's ready," Chrysalis yawned as she lifted her head on your right, her mane a mess compared to her usual, elegant appearance, something that the bed and pillow couldn't be solely blamed on.

"Sorry mommy, but can you blame me? Today's the day! I've been waiting for this for so long, I feel like I could explode!" she declared, throwing her forelegs up in the air, letting the momentum carrying her so she landed on her back and on top of your still concealed legs.

"That's nice, but please don't explode all over our bed," Apocrita groaned, rising up at your left, her feathery antennae looking more frayed in the morning until she gave them the care they deserved, looking at Pupa through bleary eyes.

"Okay mommy," Pupa apologized, rolling around on your legs to look at you. She paused, looking down at the sheets below her, then up to you quizzically. You gave her a small, tight smile, and she nodded her head silently. "Anyways, I'm going to go and tell Nymph to wake the fuck up!" she declared, getting up and running off.

"Don't wake Nymph up!" you shouted after her, praying she wasn't going to wake up her sister. Technically her half-sister, as Nymph was the first born of your children with Ap, but you were raising your kids to recognize each other as siblings one and all, no barriers. And as expected, like Pupa, Nymph was exceptional, so much so that Pupa was infatuated with her baby sister.

"I'mma do it anyways!" Pupa shouted as she exited the room.

Sighing, you fell back onto the bed, letting your head rest on the pillow. "Shit, now I'm going to have to get up and deal with that," you groaned, just wanting to go back to sleep.

Chrysalis and Ap exchanged a look before staring down at you. "She noticed?" they asked in unison, creeping you out at how well they'd gotten at doing that over the past year.

"Of course she noticed, she's a goddamn genius," you cursed, grabbing the sheets and lifting them up. "Come on out, she already knew you were there."

Peeking her head out out from beneath the sheets was Luna, who looked confused, if not a bit irritated. "We don't understand, we had been practicing our stealthy bed work for a week in preparation for today!" Luna declared in frustration.

"Because she's caught you every time you join us for the night, as you do every time you visit the hive. At this point, she just needs a clue to confirm that you were in here with us," you pointed out, tossing the sheet so more of Luna's body could come free. "I keep telling you guys, that girl is going to grow up and usurp total control over the hive some day."

Giving you an amused look, Ap snuggled up next to you, laying her head on your shoulder, and said "You keep saying that, yet you never take any actions to stop her. In fact, I think you've been encouraging her to do so. 'Oh sweetie, you're so smart, but learn even more'. 'Oh honey, you're so strong already, but don't stop till you break his leg'. 'Hey Pupa, you want to try this crown on? Get an idea as to how you want yours to look some day?'."

You snorted and booped her snout, making her face scrunch up. It was the ultimate insult and she's be pissed at you for the next... minute for doing so. "Of course I want her to. When she takes over, you guys can retire from the hard work, then we can spend all day just fucking. It's the perfect plan."

"Hmmm, not a bad idea," Luna purred, perching her head on your other shoulder. Glancing to Ap, she gave her a cheeky smirk and said "Perhaps if you had used that when trying to usurp me, I'd have willingly let you take over the hive."

Ap rolled her eyes, letting one of her antenna flick out to tickle Luna's nose, getting in your face at the same time. "Are you still on about that? I swear, if you keep running your mouth like that, I'll put it to good use," Ap shot back.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," Chrysalis said, still wiggling her nose.

"Please stop the flirty talk, you're not the ones who has Anon's cock pressing against her barrel right now," Luna requested of the two. Indeed, you were positively rigid, knowing how sexy their fights were now.

Sighing, you placed a hand on both of their heads, ruffling their already bed-ridden manes, making them pull away from you in irritation. Using the extra room, you pulled yourself up, trying to ignore the soft, warm fur of Luna's underside teasing your dick, reminding you just how much warmer she was ins- NO! Bad Anon! You needed to get up, and not just your dick!

"I'm going to go take care of the kids. God knows what sort of trouble they'll get into... oh wait, I do, because I'm a god," you declared, laughing a bit as you pulled yourself out of bed.

As you got dressed you heard Chrysalis ask "Do you ever regret making him a god?"

"Only every damn day."

"Mandible! Take El Presidente's foot out of your mouth!" you shouted, chasing after the red-eyed Changeling as he let his brother's foot go. You paused, looking over to Flea, whose legs were wobbling. "Go to the bathroom!... No, not here! The actual bathroom! Molt, take your brother to the bathroom!" you ordered, snapping your fingers as you tried to get control of your children. Your shouting led to the multitude of larvae on your chest and arms, affixed with a special sort of baby bjorn to help make them feel comfortable, start crying... well, all except one.

"Bitches," one of them, with the same shade of violet for her eyes as Ap had, chirped.

"I agree," Pupa said by your feet, looking up to Nymph while nodding her head.

"Don't do that right now, I'm trying to calm everyone down before the guests arrive," you groaned, shooting Pupa a dirty look that she only grinned back at you for. Curse her adorable, yet devious mind.

"Kids!" Vespa shouted as she walked through the door to the room, both her working eyes scanning the room as the little Changelings froze in her presence. "Line up!" she commanded, with the kids quickly rushing to get into a straight line for her.

As they finished lining up, with Pupa being the only one to decline doing so, they shouted "Yes, Grammy Vespa!"

Vespa walked up to your side, a smug grin on her face. "So glad to see my grandchildren, by blood or not, know to respect their grandmother so properly," she stated, trying to rub it in that she had better control of your kids than you did.

"More like their drill sergeant," you grumbled.

"And you're supposed to be a god. You should be asking for more out of them," Vespa retorted, even as she lifted a hoof so she could show a little affection for the larvae strapped to your chest.

"Cunt," Nymph chirped as her grandmother came close to her, surprising the elite guard with her language.

"I agree," you chuckled, lowering one of your hands low enough for Pupa to slap at your fingers.

"It's troubling that of all the children you've had capable of speaking at such a young age, they inherit your foul mouth," Vespa stated, frowning as she glared at you. Considering she'd taken to the role of grandmother for all your kids, those that you had with Chrysalis as well, she was less about diminishing your importance and role to the hive, and more just about nagging you to be a better father. Typical mother-in-law.

Offering a mock look of shock, you held a hand to your chest, careful not to hold it over any of your larvae, you said "How are you so certain they got it from me? Ap's mouth can be even worse... course, where it's been, it doesn't surprise me how-"

Vespa cut you off with a hoof to your mouth, which would have been to your arm were you not essentially wearing armor made of babies. Of course, that wasn't a bad idea for war, but considering the hive had moved toward a mostly peaceful nation that had been developing bond with others. Of course, Equestria was the first one, a treaty signed on the day of your funeral/wedding.

"Do you really plan on bringing them all out to meet with the visiting dignitaries? They're not going to know what to do or say," Vespa inquired, pulling her hoof away slowly. She paused, glanced down to Pupa, then added "Or perhaps one of them will know exactly what to say, for her own amusement."

Pupa merely smiled wide, showing off her fangs to show she had no shame whatsoever about what she had or would say. "You know I only speak the truth, Grammy Vespa," Pupa stated as sweetly as she could, batting her eyes at her.

Vespa's brow twitched, then she looked back to you. "Are you sure you don't want me to just babysit them? I'll keep them out of the way, safe and sound," she asked.

"Nah, it's best they get exposed to how politics sucks as soon as possible," you said with a straight face. "If anything goes out of order, I'll... well, I don't know what I'll do exactly, but I know Ap and Chrysalis will kick some ass."

Vespa snorted, then turned back to the kids, giving them a wave of her hoof that seemed to dismiss them for the moment, the line up disassembling to do their own stuff once more, but with less energy than before. As she watched them, she asked "Will Chitin be returning to the hive? It's been a while since we've seen him."

Smiling as you watched Pupa decide to join her siblings, if only to boss them around, you said "No, the University of Canterlot really wants him to stay focused on his studies, as well as continue giving his insight as someone who has performed... illicit, yet highly detailed surgical procedures." Sighing, you turned back to Vespa and said "I can't believe he actually took advantage of our new treaty to go get a medical degree. He always seemed to take pride in being an 'unlicensed medical practitioner'."

Vespa shrugged, not taking too much interest in Chitin's reason for leaving, even though she was the one that asked about him. "Maybe he figured he can be the first actual doctor in the hive, then become God of Medicine or something when he finally passes," she suggested.

"Hah, loser. He has to die to be a god," you chuckled.

Giving you a skeptical look, Vespa pointed out "You died as well."

Snorting, you rolled your shoulders and said "Yeah, but I got better. Let's see if he can do that." At that, Vespa couldn't say anything in return. Nobody else could say they've done what you have after all. Chuckling, you patted Vespa on the shoulder and said "Don't worry, as the living god, I'm totally capable of declaring other gods. Maybe when you pass, I'll make you the Goddess of Grannies, or maybe the Goddess of Anger... maybe even the Goddess of-"

"Bitches!" Nymph shouted, earning a snort from you, as well as Pupa, who ended up rolling off of her siblings, whom she had positioned into a throne once more.

"Yes! That! Good girl!" you cheered Nymph on, patting her head and making her purr in delight.

"I'm going to regret not killing you the first time I met you, aren't I?" Vespa asked, glaring at you to the best of her ability, but finding it hard to fully do so as her grandchildren seemed so delighted by things, even if it was at her expense.

"If you haven't regretted it yet, then you're probably going to find it harder to ever do it now," you answered.

"Unfortunately true," Vespa sighed, then sat down, figuring she'd just let things pass until it was time for the assembly.

"Who's that?" Pupa asked, pointing at one of the beings walking through throne room.

"That's ZZ Top, they play some amazing music... can't imagine why they'e in Equestria though," you answered, stroking you chin in confusion.

"That's Prince Rutherford and his entourage from Yakyakistan. They're yaks. Not sure who this ZZ Top is," Ap corrected, nudging you in the side because she knew that whatever you said was from some level of stupidity and humor only you got.

Ignoring the yaks walking in and shaking hooves with Chrysalis, as you each had decided to take turns greeting the guests, Pupa pointed to the next group of guests, asking "Who's that?"

Looking over, you saw the blue-scaled lord of the dragons, Ember, walking with a few of her other, smaller sized dragon counterparts. You had no idea how a dragon so small became the Dragon Lord, especially since you had your money on that Godzilla looking son of a bitch to win a fight, but you supposed it was alright. After all, she was willing to let fly the fact that the hive had been enslaving dragons and stealing their eggs for future use, although you had to relinquish the slaves and eggs. It was a tearful goodbye to Godzilla, who didn't seem to understand a thing you were saying as he, or rather she, said her name was Inferna, then walked off like nothing had happened.

"That's who daddy is going to fuck ne-" you started saying, only to get a much harder nudge to your ribs from Chrysalis, as Ap had taken to greeting the dragon delegation.

"Is it not bad enough that we have to share you with Luna whenever she comes over? I'm not letting that scaly slut get in on our nightly intimacies," Chrysalis hissed, less angry over the idea you wanted to fuck Ember so much as the idea she had another potential competitor. God knows it took a while for her to accept Ap, but that always seemed to go away when Ap demonstrated that, while not forked like her own, she had a tongue just as long and maneuverable as her own.

"It doesn't have to be the nightly ones. We can go with the morning or mid-afternoon one? We might even create a new time of day for intimacies, if that's what you want," you groaned, rubbing your ribs. You wish you had your baby armor still, but Vespa had taken to looking after the larvae, giving her a good show of watching Chrysalis berate you.

Ignoring the discussion going on, Pupa pointed her hoof forward and asked "Who's that?"

You began to move forward, even before looking to see who it was, since it was your turn to greet guests. Your eyes fell upon Princess Cadance, who apparently did not come alone, as she was joined by the famous Shining Armor, Captain of the Guard. Furthermore, being carried on Shining Armor's back was the widely spoken of Flurry Heart, the baby of the two. Given she had to be at least over a year old now, she still seemed rather infantile.

Having apparently heard Pupa's question, Cadance looked down to her and smiled, offering a little bow as she said "Hello, I am Princess Cadance, Ruler of the Crystal Empire and Princess of Love." Extending a wing, she motioned to her husband and foal and said "This is Shining Armor, my husband, Captain of the Canterlot Royal Guard, and our child, Flurry Heart."

As Shining Armor gave a wave of his hoof, Flurry Heart took notice to the other young one, extending her massive for her size wings, and allowed herself to glide down to Pupa. For a moment, it seemed that Pupa was actually a bit intimidated, to see another creature as young as her with such impressive wings, but the foal simply smiled and offered a hoof. "Hi! I'm Fwurry Hearf, nife to meet you!" she greeted, clearly having trouble speaking due to her age.

Something about that seemed to make Pupa relax, perhaps due to the fact she could already speak more eloquently than the other young royalty. As she took the hoof to shake it, she said loud and clearly "What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you speaking like a dumbass?"

Flurry Heart only blinked in confusion, clearly not understanding Pupa's words, while her parents' jaws dropped, flabbergasted that anyone, let alone a child, would ever speak to their child that way. In contrast, your entire body dropped to the ground, your arms over your stomach to try and contain yourself, but failing as you laughed out, legs kicking to try and tire yourself out sooner.

"HAH! Oh hahahahaha! Oh! Oh! Oh shit, this is too good! I'm dying! Oh god, I'm going to suffocate!" you bellowed, rolling on the floor. Even when Ap started kicking you in the side, you couldn't stop laughing.

"This is not the time for that!" Ap hissed venomously, reminding you that just because she didn't have her fangs any longer, she was still plenty capable of making you suffer, and yet it still wasn't enough.

Furrowing her little brow, Flurry Heart said "I dunf undastan."

Rolling her eyes, Pupa sat down and said "You're not very smart, are you? Kinda like your mom." Turning to look at Cadance once, then back to Flurry Heart, she continued "Your mom is just the Princess of Love, but she's already married? Wouldn't she be a queen then? But it doesn't matter anyways, cause my daddy is the God of Love, so he's, like, fifteen, NO, fifty times better, at least!"

"Pupa stop! Pupa stop! You're killing me here! This is patricide! You're killing a fucking immortal!" you howled with laughter, making such a scene at this point that the other delegates had come back from the table you'd had set up for them, just to get an idea as to what was going on. While Chrysalis and Ap tried to calm you down, clearly frustrated with how much you were guffawing as your daughter ripped Flurry Heart and her family a new one, Cadance and Shining Armor were turning red with some anger, but mostly embarrassment that this child was verbally abusing them.

"B-but mah mommy ish nife. Daddy says sheesh the best mommy awound," Flurry Heart stammered, only to get a short laugh out of Pupa.

"Your dad is stupid! I've got two mommies, and they're both better!" Pupa declared proudly, then glared at Shining Armor, the look making him cringe like she was going to shoot daggers at him with her eyes. "And by the way, your daddy is a really shitty guard, let alone captain. My mommy kidnapped my daddy under his watch, so that shows how fucking stupid he is."

At this point, you couldn't even make out words to express how hilarious this was, your face bright red and turning purple, while Pupa just sat there, looking smugly at a still clearly confused Flurry Heart. Shining Armor had taken to crying into his wife's wings, who was trying to hug and comfort him, while Ap and Chrysalis had just given up on saving face at this point. Some of the other, more hard edged species even seemed to snicker, such as the griffons or the dragons. You couldn't possibly think of anything more hilarious.

"Hey, sorry I ran late, hope you guys didn't start without me," Twilight Sparkle announced, galloping into the room, Spike on her back, only to come to a sudden halt as she saw you dying on the floor from laughter and her brother bawling into his wife's wings.

"Oh, and your aunt's a bitch," Pupa added upon seeing Twilight.

Best international council meeting ever.

You collapsed face first into your bed, loving how soft and inviting the mattress was. This was a true bed, one that made you so damn happy when you could finally burn your old bed. In fact, you wanted to make love to this bed, to cut a little slit in it and just ram your-

"I can smell your hormones from here, quit thinking of fucking the mattress," Ap shouted from the bathroom where her and Chrysalis were still drying off, needing a long, hot shower after that meeting.

"I wasn't! Fuck you! Quit reading my mind!" you shouted, rolling onto your back so your dick wouldn't touch the bed now.

After you had Vespa take Pupa away, lest she rip into Flurry Heart's family even more, you moved on with the meeting, which actually turned out fairly well. The harsher species seemed to take Pupa's verbal tirade as a sign of strength, to have one so young lined up with such power through words alone to take the throne some day, they were willing to listen to the hive's requests. Soon, you'd have a series of colony hives moving out to settle in each species' territory, but that was a story for another time.

"You know, as weird and random as this sounds... I'm damn happy that I came here. Like, all of it. Equestria, the hive, back to life here. I didn't think that anything was ever going to really make me smile this way, but... you guys made me finally feel like I'm at home somewhere. I don't say it enough, but thank you both," you announced, smiling at how incredibly stupid that all sounded, but you had to let it out... but they didn't say anything. Turning your head to the bathroom to see they hadn't come out yet, you groaned and shouted "Seriously!? You guys can't even step or answer when I'm spilling my heart out?!... I mean, not literally, cause we've been through that before, but you know what I-!"

Then, the two of them stepped out of the bathroom, making any further whining from you cut short. While they had dried off, the two were still damp, making Ap's fur cling to her body, while it added an additional slickness to Chrysalis' exoskeleton, both looking rather ravageable just to look at them, especially as they look at you with seductive gazes.

"Sorry Anon, we heard everything, but if we got focused on the soft hearted speech, we might not want to move onto the hard dicked fucking to come," Ap apologized, licking her lips as she looked at you.

Humming in agreement, Chrysalis said "And while we do truly love you, we want to really love you right now. Can you forgive us?"

Grinning as you pushed yourself to sit up, you said "Of course. How could I ever expect anything less after all? Thirsty bitches."

Author's Note

That's it! Game over! Story is done. Go the fuck home!

In all seriousness, thanks to everyone for reading to the end. I've stated before, but I'll say again that to have so many people take interest and enjoy this story to the point they still want more means a lot. I know a few of you thought that Anon's declaration of "What could go wrong?" last chapter was a sign something else was coming up immediately after, but it really was just a stupid statement this time. To those that recognized it was a red herring, good for you.

This story seriously went on far longer than I planned to and underwent many changes as I wrote each chapter daily. Initially, it was going to lead to Anon loving Ap, Chrysalis discovering this, but using her shapeshifting powers to replace Ap and feed off of Anon's love, only for Anon to learn the truth and stage a rebellion, not to become king, but just to defeat the evil queen and move onto a simple life with Ap, where she'd become an author.

Then when I planned on dragging it out, I planned on having Chrysalis lead an attack on Canterlot that would be all but impossible to defeat with the power of the anti-magic throne. As many of you were predicting, and some even picking up on my Dr. Strange reference, I had planned on Anon interfering in the middle of the fight, shouting "Chrysalis, I've come to bargain!" before demanding sex, not stopping until she had passed out, while the pheromones would weaken the rest of the army as they devolved into a massive orgy.

And I honestly did have moments where I wanted to just do a total troll ending, as some pointed out, such as Anon returning to Earth or dying outright after his impalement. But the little heroic sacrifice and choosing to return to what he saw as his only true family and home at that point was just too sweet for me to not go after.

Now for a bit of good news/bad news. Good news is, I am going to be doing a sequel/spin off story, directly taking from this one, and as many have asked and requested, I'll be doing it focused more so around best bug Pupa. I'd already gotten the idea of what I wanted to do for that a couple of chapters ago and simply have been smoothing out some of the details.

The bad news is that, understandably, I'm just a wee bit tired. I've been burning with inspiration for this story every single day and, at least on my end of things, hadn't missed a day. As such, I'm going to take a short break to recharge my batteries, so don't expect me to get the sequel out tomorrow. I can't even tell you if I'll have the first chapter out in the next week or not, I'd just like a bit of down time.

Furthermore, I'm also going to try my hand at doing commissions. Yes, this is me essentially whoring myself out a bit at the moment. Not putting all my focus into the idea of doing commissions, but when someone basically asked if I'd be willing to write a short story and get paid for it, well... I like money, I like writing, so why not? I just need to figure out how to do things with Paypal. That said, anyone who knows how that works, please tell me, I'm hopeless. Otherwise, this is me advertising that I will be doing commissions in the near future, with the first slot already reserved.

That said, thank you all so much once more, it's been really inspiring to see what everyone has thought of this story, and I'm hoping even more will continue to enjoy what I create in the future!

Game Night With "Friends"

"Ooooh, this is so exciting. I've never had a game night before," Chrysalis almost squealed, her hooves tapping together as her servants got to work bringing in the supplies needed for the night.

"Why's that? I'd figure you could have one whenever you want?" you ask, although you were more focused on the fact that the chair Chrysalis had made for you was comfy for once. Oh, how the cushion conformed to your ass, it was fantastic. Fant-ass-tic. Hah, you'd have to use that later.

"Nopony wants to play with her because they fear execution if they win," Apocrita answered, halfway between nervous as she sat across from Chrysalis and annoyed for being dragged into this.

"Rightfully so, as I should always win. But in the spirit of good fun, I promise that there will be no executions tonight," Chrysalis swore, holding one hoof over her heart... or at least, you think it was where her heart was. It seemed to be further down her abdomen than you'd have expected, but that might be due to the fact she was a bug monster.

"I'm still wondering why I'm here," Pharynx grumbled, staring at the currently blank table in annoyance. He only ever looked up when someone was speaking, but always seemed to return to looking at the table when it became clear he wasn't going to hear what he wanted, whatever that was.

"Game nights work best in groups of four or more," you explained with as little detail as possible. Part of you were excited that the badass warrior bug was going to join you, but you quickly learned he was... sort of a buzzkill. Pun intended.

"I suggested you, because Anon needs a strong male role model in his life," Apocrita added, shooting you a smug look as she did so.

Pharynx brow furrowed, looking at you before returning to Apocrita. "I'm fairly certain he's older than I am, if not the same age."

"Physically speaking maybe, but mentally he belongs with the larvae," Apocrita teased, only to yelp as you gave her a swift kick in the leg under the table.

Chrysalis didn't seem to take notice of the looks you and Apocrita gave each other, turning to Pharynx with a smile to say "I think it works as a great double date. Anon and I, you and Apocrita. We make such cute couples."

"D-date!?" Apocrita choked out, looking at her queen like she just sentenced you all to death.

"Date!?" you shout as well, quickly frowning. "Wait, that was wrong. I need a spit take," you state, looking over as one of the Changeling servants was bringing over a bottle of soda. You quickly snatched the bottle, chugged some of it, then tried to do a spit take.

Tried being the keyword, because you ended up with too much of the fizzy drink in your mouth, and the moment you opened it up, you ended up dumping the liquid onto your shirt. "Gah! Fuck! This is still my only shirt!" you cry out.

Giggling at your faux pas, Chrysalis said "Your clothing will be done tomorrow, I promise. For now, just... take it off."

"I can't, I was saving it for strip poker!" you declare, not wanting to give up a single article of clothing for that game.

"Anon... you're the only one with clothing," Apocrita pointed out. You could feel the mouse running in the wheel of your mind, only to trip and get stuck spinning helplessly. Poor vermin.

"Well... fuck this thing then. Better get it off before I get all sticky," you grunt, peeling the wet shirt off your torso.

Chrysalis gave a low, hungry purr as she watched you go bare chested. "If you do feel sticky, just let me know and I'll help clean you up."

Pharynx, the only one not annoyed or enamored with your clothing situation, seemed to focus more on the bottle of soda that you had, his eyes narrowing. Looking to Chrysalis, he asked "The provisions you had us steal from the ponies... as well as the fabrics... were they all for this? For him?"

Not at all intimidated by the growling, if anything giving him a look that made Pharynx lean back in his seat, Chrysalis answered with "Of course. Since when have we ever needed fabrics before Anon arrived? Or these menial snacks? Honestly Pharynx, I'd have expected you to recognize that it was all for him from the start. You almost make me wonder whether I should be reconsidering my elite guards."

There was a moment of silence as both Pharynx and Apocrita stared at their leader, concerned for their well being and positions as elites among the hive. While she was smiling, her tone and the look in her eyes had clearly indicated that there was some serious consideration going on there, leaving either of the elites unsure how to respond if at all.

"Oh shit! Chips!" you exclaim, breaking the silence as you take a bag of the salty snack food from the pile the servants had assembled, ripping it open and shoving the unhealthy substance into your mouth. You only get a few chews in, quickly realizing something that makes you spit the chips out. "Blagh! Ugh, oh god! Hay flavored!" you shout angrily, looking at the bag to confirm that they were indeed Hay-flavored chips. "Stupid fucking ponies," you grumble, throwing the bag aside.

Pharynx's brow twitched, something about the food he and his squad had risked themselves for being tossed aside irritating him, but whatever feelings he had regarding your outburst were kept contained as Chrysalis laughed.

"Indeed, they truly are stupid. Such poor taste too," Chrysalis agreed, doing her best to get on your good side as always. Her horn lit up, drawing forth another bag from the pile. "Here, I believe this one might be more to your liking. Jerky-flavor, made for gryphons," she offers you.

Your eyes light up like a Christmas tree, making grabby hands at the bag until it falls into your palms. Once more, the bag is ripped open like your life depended on it. "Jerky-flavored chips. There is beauty in this world," you whisper, a single tear rolling down your cheek as you took one chip out of the bag, reverent of it. When you brought the chip to your mouth at last, you almost wept from the flavor.

"... you're a sad man, Anon," Apocrita muttered. You were so lost in the wonders of jerky-flavored chip, you could only respond to Apocrita by flipping her off, your mouth too busy with food.

"This is what you regularly deal with?" Pharynx whispered to Apocrita, his eyes flicking between your pitiful display and Chrysalis watching you with delight.

"Unfortunately," Apocrita sighed, unable to say anything else about the matter.

As much as Chrysalis seemed to be enjoying watching you gleefully eat chips while shirtless, her horn lit up once more, lifting a box onto the table she had provided for the evening. "Now, where shall we begin? Unfortunately we only so many games stolen from the ponies, but I think what we have will work out well enough," she stated, opening the box and removing the contents one by one. "We have Monopony, where we'll take turns rolling dice and moving pieces around the game board, buying property and making each other pay if we land on each other's property."

You nearly choked on the chip in your mouth at the time, eyes bulging as you stared at the game box. It looked exactly like Monopoly, but pony style. Clearing your throat, you quickly answered "Not that one. That game ruins friendships in my world."

"Don't you have to have friends for them to be ruined?" Apocrita inquired, her brow doing a quick dance as it lifted inquisitively, only to quickly knit together as you threw a chip at her snout.

Ignoring the exchange, Chrysalis put the game aside. "Alright, then how about Battle Beasts?" Chrysalis offered up next. She quickly went about explaining the rules on the box, which made you realize that it was Battleship, but pony land style. Instead of ships, you just had different magical creatures

"Isn't that a two player game?" you asked, finishing the last chip in your bag and already eyeing some of the other snacks.

"Ah, but I have two copies of the game... three actually, but we won't need the extra," Chrysalis stated, lifting up two identical boxes with her magic. "We can each set up our own little board, then take turns attacking each other. I know the enemy grid on your board is to keep track of only one opponent, so we'll have each other keep track of one opponent's board. Apocrita and I will keep track of each other, and that leaves you and Pharynx," Chrysalis offered.

You considered it for a moment, then nodded. "Sure, that sounds like a surprisingly good idea."

"She is our queen after all," Pharynx muttered, but quickly got a hoof on his shoulder from Apocrita, a warning shake of her head telling him not to bother.

"Excellent! Let us start then," Chrysalis declared, passing out the little boards to each player. As everyone got busy setting up their individual beasts, a wicked idea came through your head.

Leaning in toward Chrysalis, getting her attention easily enough just by the closer proximity, you whispered "I declare a truce. You and I will focus on knocking out Apocrita, then Pharynx, then when they're eliminated, we'll go to war."

A sly smile came to the horse-bug queen's lips, reveling in your idea. "Such a sinister idea, I do so love it... but I must ask, why should I? This is all in good fun after all, so you must really sweeten the deal if you expect me to play along," she bargained, her hooves rubbing together as an idea formulated in her mind.

As much as you had to curse the idea of her blackmailing you, you also had to respect it. After all, you weren't in a position to take the moral high ground when it come to cheating. "Fine, fine. If you do this, I'll let you see my dick," you offer, going strong from the start.

"I want to touch it!" she hissed real low, trying to avoid drawing the attention of her elites.

Ooooh, she was playing hard ball. You half wanted to agree right there, but needed to keep things balanced. "You can touch only with your hoof for up to ten seconds, no other part of your body!" you countered.

As much as you were sure she was disappointed it'd end there, Chrysalis seemed more than pleased. "You have a deal."

"What are you guys whispering about?" Apocrita asked, giving the two of you suspicious looks. She was as shrewd as she was annoying, certainly she'd see through you if you didn't give her an acceptable answer, so you did the only thing that would throw her off your trail.

"I was suggesting to Chrysalis that her elite guards needed a new uniform addition. Butt plugs with the little gems at the end of them. It'd totally tell the ponies that she's so powerful, she can afford to put jewelry in her guards' assholes," you quickly covered, earning a look from the entire table. Chrysalis' somewhat shocked, yet also amused look would have been a give away, had Apocrita and Pharynx not been focused on you with equal looks of horror and disgust.

Catching onto the lie though, Chrysalis said "Indeed. I believe his word were 'Show them ponies that gems ain't shit to you'. Quite a moving argument that I'm considering." Ooooh, she was good. You were tempted to let her use more than hoof now.

"If that's a new addition, I formally put in my resignation for the elite guard," Pharynx stated, his eyes still on you with utter irritation, knowing it was your fault.

"Yeah, that's just... yeah, lets play the game already," Apocrita stated, trying to move away from the disturbing conversation topic.

You gave a nonchalant shrug, but quickly grinned mischievously as the game began. You each took turns going clockwise around the table, starting with Chrysalis, then you, then Apocrita, and ending with Pharynx before starting over again. It was a fairly easy set up, and you were making sure to sweet Apocrita's board. Chrysalis did a good job of aiming for a checkerboard pattern, going for every other space, only forgoing the strategy when she hit something and aimed to eliminate it. You on the other hand... just made a straight line across the D-row, waiting to be asked why so you could answer that you were giving Apocrita the D. You and Chrysalis had almost wiped Apocrita out, when Pharynx made a move that made you realize something.

"You've slain my dragon!... wait... that was my last beast... WHAT THE FUCK!?" you shout, looking at your board and finding every one of your creatures had been eliminated. You hadn't taken notice of it until now, but you'd been getting hit hard. Just as much as... "You guys cheated! You've been teaming up on me!" you declare, pointing an accusatory finger at Apocrita, switching it over to Pharynx and then back several times.

"Not intentionally, but yeah," Apocrita admitted like it was a simple fact.

"That butt plug commentary really made us want to take you out, so we just both ended up targeting you," Pharynx blatantly admitted.

Shooting a dirty look, Apocrita followed up with "And don't think I didn't notice you and Queen Chrysalis targeting me. The only reason I didn't acknowledge it is because Pharynx was gunning for you as well, and I figured I'd be able to at least make sure you didn't win the whole thing. Just my luck you ended up out of it before I did."

"B-b-but that's petty as fuck!" you whine, throwing your hands up in the air.

"Coming from the man that was conspiring to team up in the first place. Butt plugs for the elites my... well, that might be better off unsaid," Apocrita had started to chide, only stopping herself when she realized where the implications would have gone.

Patting you on the shoulder, Chrysalis said "Oh well, it was a nice try Anon. Now sit back and watch as I finish this."

And like a child who had been told to wait five minutes while mommy spoke to some friends, you sat there with your arms crossed, glaring as the Changelings finished the game. As expected, Apocrita was quickly taken out soon after, being the easiest to wipe out. Then it quickly became a regular game of sorts between Pharynx and Chrysalis, seeing as neither had really been targeted up to this point. In the end, Queen Swiss-Cheese-Legs won it, practically beaming in her victory.

"That was a fun start, and with an unexpected benefit," Chrysalis sighed happily, her eyes darting over to you, the look in them indicating she still expected to touch your dick later. You could have bitched about it not working to your plans and the deal was off, but you doubted she'd accept it and honestly would have just seemed like a pussy at that point. "So, what shall we play next?" she inquired, levitating a few more games to inspect them.

"Lets choose something that Anon can't cheat at," Apocrita suggested, her sparkling violet eyes narrowing at you angrily. You were about to counter, when you realized that... they were sparkling. Her eyes didn't always sparkle like that. Maybe she was just that pissed at you? But then again, she always seemed to be pissed at you. What was different?

"Does it have to be a board game?" Pharynx asked, derailing your train of thought, leaving many passengers dead and even more injured while authorities race to save them.

"Oh yeah, charades would be a good game to play," you offer, feeling pretty proud of yourself.

Shaking her head, Chrysalis said "Sorry, but it doesn't quite work out for Changelings. We tend to shapeshift into the answer, making the game pointless. We rely on it so much, it's hard for many to express the answer any other way."

Pouting, you lean back in your chair and kick the underside of the table. "This was stupid anyway."

Ignoring your childish behavior, Chrysalis' face lit up for a moment as she selected one of the games. "Who Am I! I've heard of this one. We take a piece of paper, write something down on it, then tape it to somepony's head, then they have a select number of yes or no questions they can ask to try and figure out who or what they are."

You looked at Chrysalis with intrigue, not so much over the game as how she reacted to it. "You seem... oddly interested in this one."

"I've played it once before. A bonding thing that Shining Armor's parents wanted to do when I was impersonating Princess Cadance and had to live her life for a bit. It was actually a bit of fun. He had nice parents too, I would have gladly let them live once I ruled over Equestria," Chrysalis recalled, an oddly fond smile on her face.

"Ah, but now that your plan failed and you blame Shining Armor and Cadance for your loss, you want to disembowel his parents before him and force him to live in the dungeons with their corpses as a reminder of the fact he is to blame," you state, nodding your head in understanding. "You're one twisted bitch Chrysalis, but I respect your brutality."

"Anon... WHAT THE FUCK!?" Apocrita cursed, using the harshest of your curses. You'd be putting that into your win column.

"I... no... I'd probably just want to play with them again, it was fun..." Chrysalis muttered, for once a bit disturbed by your overly violent commentary.

"Oh, well... um... I'll go first," you quickly state, opening the box so they could get the items out. The three looked at you in a moment of silence, before Chrysalis used her magic to write something on one of the provided cards, then taping it to your forehead.

"Alright Anon, you have twenty questions. Those include any direct guesses," Chrysalis explained, her smile returning as the fun was about to begin.

"Gotcha. Can I start?" you ask.

"Yes, nineteen questions left," Apocrita answered, a smirk playing at her lips.

"What!? That's bullshit!" you shout at her.

"The game started is what. Eighteen questions," Pharynx answered this time, taking some humor in your frustration. You were pretty sure it was the first time you'd seen him smile.

"No, these don't count, right Chrysalis?" you inquired, knowing she'd side with you.

"I'm afraid it does. Seventeen questions," she answered. Maybe this was punishment for the more than graphic idea you spat out a moment ago. You growl for a moment, then suck in a breath of air to calm yourself. They wanted to play hardball? Fine. You'd get your revenge.

"... am I a living being?" you ask.

"Yes, sixteen," Apocrita answers, still smiling, although you could see a slight bit a disappointment from how quickly you recovered.

"Am I a sentient being?"

"Yes, fifteen," Pharynx takes his turn answering.

"Do you guys really have to keep listing how many questions I have left?" you quickly grunt, only to realize your mistake.

Smirking, Chrysalis replied "No, we don't. Fourteen."

"I thought you were on my side!" you shout, looking at Chrysalis with puppy dog eyes. She seems to falter a bit, but instead shuts her eyes and turns away to block out the image. Snorting, you look between them and continue "Am I specific person?"

"Yes, thirteen," Apocrita continued their answering trend. You considered it for a moment, knowing it had to be a sentient person, but it would be by the standards of this world. You honestly knew only so many specific people here, but at the same time, you felt that Chrysalis wouldn't go outside the realm of what you should know.

"Am I a pony?"

"Yes, twelve," Pharynx answered, his smile already wearing off. He seemed to be catching onto the fact that you were actually thinking this out now.

"Am I royalty?"

Chrysalis smirk seemed to slip as you clearly got closer. "Yes, eleven."

Giving an already victorious grin, you asked "Am I Princess Celestia?"

"No, ten."

"Am I Princess Luna?"

"Yes," Pharynx answered, the Changelings all leaning back in their seats a bit, almost disappointed.

"Hah! Too easy! Even with a handicap!" you proudly declare, getting your first win of the night.

"More like Queen Chrysalis went easy on you," Apocrita muttered, reaching to the snacks to get herself some grubs. You wanted to bitch about her choosing that over the good stuff, but realized that you'd get more if she didn't.

"You did need a spirit lifter after the Battle Beasts," Chrysalis admitted, offering you a comforting smile. Instead of thanking her, you gave a gasp of indignation.

"How dare you!? Why, I'll show you all!" you declare, grabbing the next card and writing on it. Before any of them could ask, you slapped it to Apocrita's head, smiling like a madman with a slight giggle following up.

Apocrita blinked in confusion, then turned to her fellow Changelings, seeming a snicker from Chrysalis and a disturbed look from Pharynx. Then her confusion disappeared, replaced with one of utter disappointment. "I'm a dick... no, not just a dick, I'm YOUR dick," Apocrita stated, not even addressing it as a question.

Another gasp escaped you, now of fear. "She's a witch! She can see into my head!" you declare fearfully, grabbing something from the snack pile and throwing it at her. Thankfully for Apocrita, it ended up being a bag of marshmallows, bouncing harmlessly off of her face... which you then reached over and took, wanting to eat them.

"You're just terribly predictable and have a terrible poker face," Apocrita countered, choosing to ignore the thrown marshmallows to tease you more.

"Poker face..." Chrysalis mumbled, barely more than a whisper, going unnoticed by everyone.

"Fuck you in your face!" you shout, shoving a couple of marshmallows into your mouth. "Iwe bwef Iwe cwalt qwif wahf aff!" you mumble through the mouthful of marshmallows, almost choking from how many you put into your mouth. Oh how you had a comment about stuffing a mouthful of white stuff, but you couldn't right now.

"... chew your food, then say that again," Apocrita commanded, sounding almost like a mother.

"I guess we're done with Who Am I," Pharynx commented, looking at the box with hopes that they'd continue, not getting his turn, but alas, he was not important enough for you to truly care about. Also, fuck everyone else's desires.

Swallowing the mouthful of marshmallow, you repeated "I said that I bet I could kick your ass."

"Bet..." Chrysalis muttered once more, stroking a hoof under her chin.

Scoffing, Apocrita leaned forward on the table, baring her fangs as she said "You do realize I'm an elite guard, right? You may be bigger than me, but I'm more than capable of taking you down."

"I meant outside of fighting," you corrected her, not bothering to say you totally thought you could beat her in a fight. She was a girl less than half your size, you'd won that fight before and you'd win it again.

Before you could continue your argument, Chrysalis slammed a hoof down on the table, drawing your attention. The smile on her face was the most truly sinister of all the ones you'd seen on her so far. "I have a new game," she stated, licking her lips as she eyed you, the look in her eyes one of a predator that just found its prey. "A game... with high stakes."

Author's Note

What? A cliffhanger? Bullshit! What could possibly require suspense in this comedic series? Perhaps something... plot relevant? Dun-dun-duuuuuuun!... yeah, wrote this before I went to sleep. We'll see how it works out.

Apocrita 2: The Sequel Always Sucks

"Honestly Anon, such a waste of good seed. That could have been a whole brood of Changelings," Chrysalis chided, clicking her tongue as she walked through the halls of the hive with you, levitating the balled up sheets of her bed.

"It's not my fault, when you gotta cum, you gotta cum, even when you're sleeping," you stated, refusing to apologize for blowing a load in the middle of the night.

"Seriously though, there's a lot in here. Am I not taking care of your needs?" Chrysalis asked, clearly concerned that she wasn't fulfilling your desires properly.

"You're doing fine, it's just that diet you got me on," you assured her, which was only partially true. She didn't need to know that you got a magical dream blowjob from Luna and Ap at the same time. And what an amazing blowjob it was, perhaps the most amazing bout of oral sex you'd ever received. Like, if anyone else had been watching it, they would have remembered it for the rest of their lives. Unfortunately, it was just you and those lovely ladies, so nobody got to watch it.

Pleased with your answer, Chrysalis passed the sheets off to another Changeling who was walking by, probably getting more of your spunk in their face than they ever imagined they would. "Well then, is there anything you'd like to do today? I can schedule it in between my meetings and plans for the utter annihilation of Equestria," Chrysalis asked, the statement of domination merely an afterthought to the rest of the sentence.

"Not really sure if there's anything I'm interested in. The eggs won't hatch for a while and I honestly don't know what else to even consider doing. Maybe you can put me in charge of one of the war efforts? I'm pretty sure I heard you say something about a dragon the other day," you suggested, trying to see if there would be anything you could potentially sabotage for the sake of a less violent take over.

Shaking her head fervently, Chrysalis said "No can do my love. I can't possibly risk putting you in any form of danger, not until I've found the solution to your mortality."

"Solution for my mortality?... you mean, like, making me immortal or something?" you asked, stopping in your tracks as you stared at Chrysalis. She was joking, right? She had to be, none of the other ponies or Changelings or whatever. Given you'd been told that the princesses were ageless entities and even the queens of the hive were as well, you figured that was reserved only for the most powerful beings on the planet.

Chrysalis halted in her step as she turned to look back at you, apparently perplexed by your question. "Why, of course. The very thought of losing you hurts, so the idea that one day you will die is... well, lets just say I'm looking into every possible option for granting you eternal life. I doubt I'll be able to find anything that'll make you truly exempt from death, as even I or those alicorns are still subject to outside interference, but I'll keep searching for us," she explained, speaking with the utmost seriousness.

You had to pause in your speech for a moment, the thoughts racing through your head. Immortality. Eternal life. The opportunity to for sure out live all your rivals and enemies and rub their noses in the fact that they'll die before you do. And Chrysalis was going to be the one to give it to you, if she could. This was making it even more difficult to betray her trust.

"Anon, are you alright?" Chrysalis asked, now right before you, something she must have done in your stupor. "If it's about the fact I can't grant you a truly perfect immortality, then I apologize, but if such a thing was so easily known to anypony, I'd have already used it on myself, then simply run around, destroying the defenses of pony settlements single-hoofedly, without having need to care about my own well being. Surely you understand."

Blinking, you quickly nodded your head, trying to look around without looking her dead in the eye, lest she see the guilt building in you."Oh yeah, I'm just fine, I just... I was just wondering where Ap was, usually she'd join us on the way to breakfast," you pointed out, having taken notice that Chitin hadn't appeared beside you in disguise yet.

"Yes, poor Apocrita. Chitin told me that she apparently jumped into the line of fire when those ponies attacked to protect you. Given she was doing exactly as she was supposed to, I gave her my blessing to take a few days off to recover. She wouldn't do much good as your guard anyways until she recovered anyways," Chrysalis explained, easing you a bit. So Chitin was able to give a lie that excuses Ap and give him a break from covering for her. Not bad for an unlicensed medical practitioner.

But then that raised a question that you needed answered. "So am I getting a temporary guard or do I get to wander about without a babysitter?" you asked, unsure of what to expect now.

"I was going to stand by your side until it was absolutely necessary to hoof you over to somepony else, give us some much needed private time to talk and do whatever else. I do have a substitute in mind for you, but I also have something else to give you in case the ponies tried anything else so bold," Queen Lovebug explained... Queen Lovebug? Where the fuck was your mind going right now? Dammit, you needed a distraction.

"Something else to give? You got me something? What is it?" you quickly asked, wanting to know what you were going to get like an excitable child.

"Well, I suppose if you're that excited, I can introduce you to your temporary guard and provide you with your gift now. I was hoping we'd get a bit more time together for the day, but it may be best that I get started on the war plans anyways," Chrysalis offered. You weren't sure if she was intentionally trying to guilt you or what, but you suddenly became less interested in the gift.

"How about we have breakfast together first?" you offered, getting a smile from your baby mama.

Breakfast was so weird now. Not the food itself, which was still the same grubs and royal jelly, although Chrysalis had started adding berries to it to try and some flavor to it, which she succeeded at. It now had just a bit of sweetness in the otherwise gag inducing flavor.

No, what was weird was the fact that Chrysalis wasn't persistently hitting on you through the whole meal anymore. She wasn't trying to get your attention by sensually massaging your thigh under the table with one of her hooves or make obscene gestures by swallowing something without chewing, letting you see how her throat expanded. She was always irritating you like that... and making you horny.

But now she was sharing sincere smiles, engaging in in casual small talk that wasn't pertaining to either your dick or her sexual capabilities, and treating you like more than just a living sex toy in general. She'd still touch you, but it'd mostly be cleaning up any of the royal jelly that spilled or a gentle caress of your arm. Now she was making you feel loved and guilty... and horny still. Or was that the food?

You were just happy to make your way over to the throne room at this point, engaging in some more conversation with the queen to try and detract from how she made you feel since her recent change in feelings toward you. Unfortunately, you ended up talking about the brood waiting to hatch, which wasn't helping much with those feelings.

"Pupa you say? Interesting you'd think of a traditional Changeling name, but I'm far from against it. It's a lovely name," Chrysalis commented on your decision to name one of the larvae Pupa when they hatched. "Wherever did you come up with that name in particular though?"

"Well, as stupid as it sounds, I... had a dream where they had already hatched and one of them was named Pupa. Where I got that from, I don't know, but it was there," you admitted, feeling like some sort of stupid romantic for dreaming up a child's name. Lord knows you wanted to puke when you'd heard a friend's decision to name their child Sunset because they envisioned it in a dream. That was back in the human world, not pony land where names were regular words. Stupid hippy lady.

Smirking at your obvious discomfort, something she'd never seemed capable of truly seeing from you, even when she was sexually harassing you, Chrysalis stepped in closer as you two walked, pressing her body against yours. "Well I love it. Perhaps I should let you take care of naming all of our children," she suggested, tilting her head so that her mane would fall over your arm.

You were reminded that lately, with all the sex you'd been giving her, Chrysalis had been getting healthier, or looking like it at least. Her leg holes were smaller still, to the point you were glad you'd gotten the one holejob thing in already, cause you doubted you were going to get it again. Her horn was appearing less gnarled than it had before, seeming closer to its full appearance, only you noticed that unlike the weird spiral design of ponies, her horn was looking more like a blade that sat atop her head, warning anyone that dared to threaten her with death. And furthermore, her exoskeleton, which had always seemed to be a duller black muddied with a little green, was now a darker, lustrous shade that looked like it could devour light as easily as it reflected it, giving off an emerald green glint whenever it did so.

Seeing Chrysalis like this, you wondered if it'd help the hive if you just stood on a balcony and jerked off onto a crowd of them below. You figured they'd love it too, seeing as all the Changelings in the hive loved you. Which of them wouldn't want to receive the majesty of your loving, hole plugging semen?

As that thought hung in your mind, you and Chrysalis came upon the throne room doors, the guards outside quickly pushing them open to allow the two of you inside. While you were prepared for the guards lining the room inside, you weren't prepared for the insane looking Changeling standing halfway to the throne.

Clearly one of the elites of the hive, it was a Changeling that stood halfway between the height of the average Changeling and Chrysalis herself. As with all Changelings, their legs were jagged and full of holes, but their forelegs in particular had this unusual set up that made the back of them look serrated. Their back armor and eyes were yellow, but the left eye was noticeably duller and seemingly unresponsive to light, making you think it wasn't really working.

"Ah, Vespa, so glad to see you again," Chrysalis declared, striding up to the Changeling, who immediately bowed low in the presence of the queen. When Chrysalis was upon them, she offered a hoof forward, which Vespa eagerly, yet with restraint, took and kissed.

"My queen, I am most pleased to bask in your presence again," Vespa answered, their voice holding some femininity in it, but otherwise sounding raspy, like she had swallowed a glass of razor blades. Rising up, Vespa's one good eye looked over the queen and widened before returning to a more stoic standard. "And might I say, your radiance shines more vibrantly than ever before."

"I have my dear, sweet Anon to thank for that, but all praise will still be accepted," Chrysalis giggled before continuing onto the throne, looking back at you to indicate you were to follow. As you approached, Vespa's attention turned from Chrysalis to you, her good eye narrowing suspiciously, lips curling back in a silent snarl, showing off a row of sharp teeth that went with the typical fangs. In the past, you might have actually been fearful of that, but at this point you really had no fucks to give. Ap had already given you the hardened guard stuff once before, and while she admittedly never looked as vicious as this Changeling did, she did a good job helping prepare you for the less loving attitude of others. As such, you made it a point to flick Vespa's nose as you walked past her, surprising the Changeling completely.

"This is the Anon I've heard about then?" Vespa asked, turning to follow after the two of you, her eye still glaring at you, but now apprehensive as to handle you. Clearly she was the sort that expected to be feared by everyone she came into contact with, excluding Chrysalis.

"Indeed he is. I'm sure you've heard about him, even while you were in your deep cover mission," Chrysalis stated, flying up to her throne quickly, yet elegantly. Looking to you, Chrysalis said "Anon, this is Vespa. She is among my elite guards as well, but I've been having her working under the disguise of Zezu, a zebra ambassador, trying to sow false information and create war between Equestria and Zebrica. A difficult assignment I would not even waste time with, but if there was anypony I'd put the trust of potentially succeeding in, it would be Vespa."

"Your words honor me, my queen," Vespa stated, bowing her head once more.

"And Vespa, while I'm sure you've heard many things of him already, but allow me to properly introduce Anon. The only human in the entire world, the most devious mind I've had the delight of meeting, an absolute beast in bed, father to my next and all future broods, and of course my fiance and soon to be King of the Changelings," Chrysalis introduced you, really knowing how to inflate your ego, which was going to be a pain as you felt your dick grinding against the edge of the throne as you tried to climb up it, and not in the fun way.

To your surprise, Chrysalis enveloped you in her magical aura, but instead of placing you on your own throne, she brought you over to sit on her throne beside her, finding there was more than enough room. She had said it was an appearance thing before about not letting you on her throne, but now you were truly being relegated to her level of importance, so it made sense.

To the rest of the guards in the room, they did not seem at all disturbed by the sight, but Vespa certainly seemed astonished to see something like this so soon after her return home. "It seems I've missed quite a lot while I was undercover," Vespa stated, barely over a mutter.

"Indeed, but we're going to fix that," Chrysalis declared, leaning in against you, reminding you of the dream you had with Luna and Ap. You wondered if you could get a double blowjob from Chrysalis and Vespa as well... wait, what was this about fixing things? "Apocrita has recently suffered an injury in her valiant attempt to keep Anon safe. While before it was to help keep an eye on him and make sure he did not try to do anything funny, now I need somepony whose job will solely be to keep him safe. He is the symbol of the future for this hive, an opportunity to expand beyond what we've got and take what belongs to us," Chrysalis explained, her voice becoming more forceful with each word, enunciating the importance to which you held to her.

"Quite the value you place in him. I honestly cannot see much from this creature, but I trust in your judgment and vision for the future of this hive," Vespa acknowledged, making it clear she didn't think much of you, but wouldn't challenge her queen.

"Considering that eye of yours, I think you'd have to trust in anybody's vision," you retorted, not willing to let her slip past with the thinly veiled insult.

As Vespa restrained a growl, Chrysalis pulled you in closer, keeping her eyes locked on Vespa. "I do value him quite dearly. He is the prize I would never give up. And that is why I am trusting you and you alone with his safety. Know I do this with the belief that if anything were to happen to him, I see no future for our hive, and so I am entrusting you with the fate of all Changelings," Chrysalis announced, her eyes firm, but emanating her truest feelings. Why was the queen terrorist of Equestria capable of making you feel so shitty with her sincerity?

Vespa on the other hand widened her eye, then bowed till her head brushed the floor. "My queen, you honor me once more in ways I could not possibly ask for. I swear upon my life that this... Anon of yours will be safe under my watch," Vespa proudly declared.

Shit, you were being left under the watch of someone with shitty depth perception. You doubted you'd be able to see eye-to-eye, but definitely not eyes-to-eyes. Clearly she didn't see how awesome you were at all, but then again, she probably didn't see much at all... oh yeah, you were going to fuck with her about that blind eye.

Author's Note

For those wondering about Chrysalis' gift to Anon, that will be elaborated upon in the next chapter. This was just to get Vespa in, as well as some of the other growing changes Anon and Chrysalis, together, are facing.

And now Vespa, who you may come to hate since she's taking Ap's place for a bit, seeing as there are quite a number of fans for Ap, or might love based on her own personality. Only time will tell... in the comments.

You Give Love A Bad Name

For a good moment, nobody said anything. Nobody did anything. They all just... hovered there. You could feel yourself awash with shame as Chrysalis glared, her gaze shifting between you and Ap, the emotions of her face changing as she struggled with herself. And who could blame her? After all, there you were, the one being in all the world that she had allowed herself to truly love, to put all her hopes and trust into... and you'd been professing how much you actually loved Ap.

Sure, Chrysalis was a mean, vindictive, tyrannical bitch who ruled over her minions with an iron hoof and planned much, much worse for the ponies that stood in her way of total domination. However, since she'd come to look to you for love, to see what someone giving love of their own free will was like, she was changing. Yes, obviously she had changed physically, but internally she'd begun to show affection for others, primarily you... almost exclusively you, but her children, which she had already loved in the path, she now showed more devotion. You knew this all too well, because... well, she was you.

Before you'd come to Equestria, you knew the stinging, bitter loneliness of being a man who had all but isolated himself emotionally from others because you felt nobody could show you love in kind. Family, girlfriends, and even friends failed to give you the emotional connection you needed to properly consider yourself a healthy individual. Your path had been growing increasingly self-destructive, when you ended up in ponyland, where you were quickly a creature of interest. From there, you met more people in mere weeks capable of drawing emotional responses out of you than you had in your world in... well, your whole life. And as much as you hated admitting it, you feared losing them, because they meant so very much to you.

And that's why it was so heartbreaking to see Chrysalis, with only one such connection, and to you no less, feeling like it was absolutely nothing. A lie. A betrayal. A mockery. All things that would tell her that she should have stayed the bitter, self-absorbed queen tyrant of the Changelings and simply stuck to her sinister plans for you. It hurt just to see her like that, because you knew how you'd feel. It hurt worse, because you really did care for her now, even if she thought otherwise.

"Chrysalis, this isn't what you think it is," you stated, breaking the silence despite the inexplicably dry mouth you now had.

Her eyes focusing solely on you, Chrysalis gave a choked sob. "Oh really? Is it now? I'm so relieved that this scene of you and Apocrita confessing you love for one another is just a mistake! That the guard I entrusted to look after you didn't stab me in the back by stealing you from me, so that she could rise against me! And you, the one being I have ever, EVER, felt any love for that was not simply that of a mother for her children, have not simply been playing me this entire time!" Chrysalis snapped, each word feeling like a weight on your heart until you were almost positive it was going to drop out your ass.

"Anon and I fell in love with each other before you truly had, he never betrayed you. If anything, he betrayed me," Ap stated, looking at you in a sidelong glance. You were worried where that was going to go, but then she continued "But then again, he'd have been betraying himself if he didn't acknowledge his feelings for you. I don't hold it against him, and neither should you."

"She's right, you know I do love you. That's how you got to where you are right now, with your crazy, tricked out body. Just as I fucked Ap into becoming a queen, I fucked you into becoming... a better queen than you were before," you pointed out, earning you a sidelong glance of irritation from Ap.

"You really need to work on your wording, Anon," Ap whispered out the corner of her mouth. Yeah, maybe the repeated mentions of fucking the both of them wasn't the best path for you to have taken.

"Anon... Anon's right. He loves me, I can feel it. I can taste it, even in this very moment, I can sense his love, his very concern for me," Chrysalis acknowledged, her features relaxing a bit, the consideration of what you meant to each other. What she meant to you most importantly.

"Right? I can love you both. We already confirmed that I have an unlimited amount of love. I could love every Changeling in the hive equally and not take away from either of you. We can all be together. You, me, her, our kids, and so many more. You've been changing, I've been helping change things, maybe we can change the hive together," you offered, giving her the warmest smile you could muster, even if you felt part of it wavering a bit with uncertainty.

For a moment, Chrysalis just stared at you, the fury in her eyes slowly dissipating as the green orbs seem to be drowned in her tears, the queen trying to hold them back. She seemed so afraid, so very scared of what could be another lie. As you held a hand out to invite her forward, she seemed to shut her eyes tight, tears escaping down her cheeks, her jaw clenched tight to hold back the sobs she clearly wanted to let free.

"Anon... I-... I forgive you," she stated at last, allowing your body to relax, a tension easing out that you swear took with it a few years of your life. "You're a different creature than us. Your boundless love tells us how much you can give. Expecting you to confine yourself, especially when I had treated you as less than you ever deserved in the first place. Clearly you saw in Apocrita something that I was not giving to you. I couldn't blame you for having fallen in love with Apocrita first, because I'm the one that put you in this position. I even assigned her to be your personal guard in the first place, and so I cannot blame you for what is my own fault," she stated, her jaw still tense, but the rest of her body relaxing.

"No, Chrysalis, don't blame yourself. We all made a few mistakes, but we can fix them together... except for Thorax and Pharynx, they're stuck looking like that," you stated, trying to help break the sorrow rolling off the queen with some humor.

A garbled laugh escaped Chrysalis, but you had the feeling it wasn't from the joke. "No, I've made many mistakes Anon, but I'm going to fix them. I'm going to show you how much I love you. I'm going to fix the biggest mistake I've made... the mistake of every letting this traitorous upstart get close to you."

"Wait, what?" you asked, dumbfounded by what Chrysalis had just stated.

"Shit. Mom, hold my Anon," Ap declared, levitating you over to Vespa like she was handing off a pair of Oakleys.

Turning her head up, eyes opened with a renewed sense of rage, one that burned through the absolute sorrow she had been feeling a moment ago, Chrysalis glared at Apocrita. "You, who I had entrusted with the safety of Anon, and only with his safety, betrayed me! Without knowing what effects his love would have, or the depths that he could possibly produce, you defied me! You knowingly took his love before I could! You, who I had put my greatest trust with this most important of tasks, what was most vital for our hive, acted out against me, its queen! For that, I have no forgiveness!"

Hearing how Chrysalis was now placing all the blame solely on Ap, which felt like an even bigger punch to the gut than if she had placed it on you, you felt your stomach fill with bile. If she had blamed you, you'd have gladly accepted all of her rage, just to make things right and protect Ap. But now... now she was dead set on blaming Ap. Now she wanted to fight, not as a queen defending her throne, but a woman who felt betrayed.

Before you had a chance to protest against Chrysalis' way of thinking, the queen already flew forward with surprising speed, her horn directed to impale Ap, glowing green with a malicious magic. It was only through the short period of time that Ap had to know where things were going that she was able to construct a golden shield around her body, repelling the attack direct impact of the otherwise piercing appendage, but not the full force of the blow, as she was sent hurdling through the air. The attack was quickly followed up with a swing of Chrysalis head, the tip of her horn leaving an arc of green magic that followed after Ap. You wanted to demand this stop right here and now, but you'd be damned if this wasn't some Dragon Ball Z bullshit that had you in awe.

Thankfully for your heart, Ap gave one gallant flap of her beautiful moth wings, increasing her elevation to avoid the arc as it came at her, behind a light shower of glimmering scales. Narrowing her eyes at Chrysalis, Ap's antennae emanated a gentle light, which seemed to take hold of the scales she left, shooting them forward. They pelted Chrysalis, making her wince as she turned away, but didn't seem to do any lasting damage.

"You're going to have to do better than that to-" Chrysalis hissed, turning back to face Ap, only to find that the moth-pony had flown in with surprising speed for other otherwise slow, graceful movements. In a decidedly graceless act though, Ap shot her foreleg forward, clocking Chrysalis in the face with enough force that you had to wince from the sound it made.

"Just give it up Chrysalis! Even if I wasn't stronger than you from the love Anon and I share with each other, I've been in active combat far more frequently than you have in recent years, or did you forget why you promoted me to the rank of elite guard?" Ap stated, her antennae glowing once more as she concentrated an orb of magic between them.

Despite the challenging words, Chrysalis seemed to laugh, a sinister sound usually, it seemed... broken compared to the sound you were used to. "You might be a skilled combatant, but you've never fought on my level before. I've already fought alicorn opponents before!" she declared, her horn glowing with her magic, quickly charging up her own attack to match Ap's.

Recognizing the mounting danger, Ap flew backward, creating some distance between the two before she released the magic orb, letting it shoot forward. In turn, Chrysalis jutted her head forward as if she was trying to stab at Ap with it, the magic in her horn firing like an arrow. Chrysalis' attack pierced Ap's, causing the two opposing magics to mix before they exploded outward, a shock wave shooting out in all directions that sent the two flying backward, but otherwise upright. The shock wave continued out, striking other Changelings who, even at a further distance, could not stand the force of it, being pushed back like they'd been struck head on by the attacks. Even Vespa had to buzz her wings harder, her legs digging into your body to keep her hold on you, and even then she was propelled far higher than you had been before.

You had been forced to close your eyes, lest your eyelids rip apart from the force. By the time you could open them properly, Ap and Chrysalis were in motion, flying through the sky with bolts being sent back and forth, the two enveloping themselves in their own magic so they could both increase their speed, as well as protect against the bolts coming their way. You were starting to wonder when you stepped into an anime, when you felt Vespa's legs tighten on you again, hurting you with her serrations, but as you looked back to her, you got the feeling she wasn't doing it intentionally.

Vespa's face was as stoic as ever, her sole working eye focused on the movement of the two queens, but not betraying any emotion in her expression. However, the presence of sweat indicated she was worried... and also raising the question as to how the fuck she could sweat? She was a bug, with an exoskeleton!

Ignoring the question, you said "They're going to be fine. Ap's going to win and we'll convince Chrysalis that we can all work it out."

Her eye flicking to you, Vespa gave a slight frown. "You're so confident in her... but you're wrong," Vespa declared, finding a new way to piss you off, even after she had gone and admitted she had actually cared for her daughter. You opened your mouth, but she cut you off. "You've made my daughter weak. If she had reached this stage in life on her own, I'm positive she would be able to defeat Queen Chrysalis. She'd have the ruthlessness needed to fight my queen to the death, but because of you, she's grown soft. She'll pull her punches, avoid anything that might be fatal, all for your demented ambition of a hive that has not and will not ever exist. Meanwhile, my queen will fight with every intention of killing. She won't stop until either my daughter is dead or she is."

Vespa's statement hit you harder than you would have liked. As you looked back to the fighting Changelings, watching as a stray bolt of magic struck a dragon that slammed its head into the ground from the force, you realized that Ap had been on defense. She was definitely working hard to fight, but didn't seemed to be throwing back as many attacks as Chrysalis was. Considering the attack with the scales, you doubted she was really trying to hurt Chrysalis. However, while she was either avoiding the attacks or blocking them, she wasn't able to stop Chrysalis' near endless barrage. You knew just how powerful she was right now. She'd taken out Pharynx and Thorax like a couple of bitches, and now she was firing off bolts that made that Godzilla-looking dragon eat dirt.

"Well that... that doesn't matter. Ap will beat her. She's just wearing her out is all," you argued, trying to convince yourself more than Vespa on the matter. It didn't help that Chrysalis had flown in closer, deciding that she wasn't going to win with long range attacks, now swinging her head wildly as she tried to slice Ap apart, coming closer more than a couple of times.

"Maybe she will, but with how things are going now, it'll take far too long for my daughter to wear out Queen Chrysalis. She'll get hit eventually, and thanks to your love flowing through my queen... well, there is no room for error, as you can clearly see," Vespa stated solemnly, nearly wincing as she saw the tip of Chrysalis glide across one of Ap's legs, sending fur flying free.

"I... you're right... this is my fault, so I need to fix it," you stated, sighing as you thought out your plan. "Quickly, fly me in range of them, I need to have sex with Chrysalis, right now!" you ordered Vespa.

"... no."

Looking back at her, you scowled. "Seriously Vespa, now's not the time to give me shit. I need to stop the fighting. Once I've fucked Chrysalis into submission, we can work out our feelings like my therapist always told me I should!... wow, now I feel bad for pissing all over his office when he told me that I may or may not have potential sociopathic tendencies," you admitted, feeling a slight twinge of guilt for that situation, only for it to go away. Yay for weak consciences!

"And let you interfere with a queens' duel? I don't think so! I'd be dishonoring my family and destroy the true strength of our hive! I'll never let you interfere," Vespa declared, growling at you with the intent of letting you know your chances of getting any help in this.

Sighing at the apparent defeat, you answered "Fine, I won't be able to force you to help me... with my words."

"Wha-" Vespa started to ask, only for your elbow to quickly jab back into Vespa's ribs. Your move... actually failed to get her to let go of you, instead forcing her to squeeze you tighter. "Did you... did you just try to escape my hold?" Vespa asked, surprised by the rather shitty attempt.

"Um... yes?" you admitted weakly.

"... if it wasn't for the fact that regardless of which one of them wins, they'd be displeased with me for killing you, I'd let you drop right now," Vespa snarled.

"Yeah... so that's why I'm going to force you," you replied, throwing your head back into Vespa's face. You should have gone for that the first time, because clearly your headbutts, forward or backwards, were Vespa's weakness. As the back of your skull collided with Vespa's head, she couldn't stop from dropping you this time, letting you fall this time.

Spreading your arms out to try and create drag, you looked down to see the two still fighting, Ap now shooting more scales into Chrysalis face' to reduce her accuracy. You were going to have to make a joke later about being the only one allowed to shoot in Chrysalis' face, but now was not the time. Considering the near constant movement, you were going to have to get their attention for one of them to save you.

"I'M GOING TO DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!"

Nailed it.

Ap had just somersaulted through the air following a particularly nasty blow from Chrysalis, when she noticed you plummeting. "Anon, no!" she cried out, quickly enveloping you in a golden aura. You were guessing it was magic that also kept your neck from snapping from the sudden stop in the fall, because lord knows you'd seen how Gwen Stacy died.

"Awesome job Ap!" you shouted, giving her a thumbs up and a smile. Looking down, you said "Now Chrysalis, I've come to bar-GAH."

Your words caught in your mouth. Odd, they tasted very much like iron... and were very warm... and wet.

Looking down, you saw Chrysalis was now before you, her eyes shut, but you could see the lids flickering, trying to expel the scales that had gotten into her face. Something was also dripping down it, getting over her eyes. Dammit Ap, you were the only one that was supposed to shot it in Chrysalis' eyes... why was it so hard for you to make that joke right now? And why was Chrysalis' face getting progressively more red?

"Anon... no," you heard Ap cry out, but it seemed to be fighting to get through a lot of buzzing. Was it because of Chrysalis' wings beating?

At last, Chrysalis seemed to open her eyes, and while there was fury in them, they quickly seemed to turn into orbs of pure, abject fear. "A-Anon, n-no I... I didn't mean to," she whimpered, sounding more terrified than you'd ever seen in your life.

What was she so worried about? Everyone was making no sense... oh... wait... now you were seeing it. You'd say you were stupid for not making the connection earlier, but you'd say you were allowed a pass at that. After all, who else think so good... wait, that wasn't right. Who else was able to think very well (better) when they had a horn impaling them through the chest.

Ap's aura started to pull you up slowly, but the act made your wound agitated, coughing up blood that made her stop. Sucked for Chrysalis, because she got sprayed with it, only seeming to make her all the more horrified. This was... this was really fucked up. And what was worse, you needed to make a stupid joke. About how Chrysalis impaled you for a change? Nah, not good enough.

"Anon, d-don't move, please. We'll f-fix you. I'll fix you!" Chrysalis begged, her eyes desperate for something, anything, that would keep you from dying on her right now.

Smiling weakly, not that you would be able to anything with any real strength, you reached out and lightly patted her head. "S-stabbed through the heart," you groaned, making Chrysalis' ears twitch at what may be your last words. "And... I-I'm to blame."

"W-what?" she questioned, utterly confused.

Your eyelids grew heavy, so terribly so. You just needed to rest them, that was all. But before that, you had to finish. "I give love... a b-bad name."

Author's Note

Yyyyyeah, I'm not super great at fight scenes, at least not yet, not that there's much fighting scenes that I plan on having in the story anyways. Clearly more about the impact of it over all.

Also had to totally pound this out right before midnight. I know, don't push myself, because I just need to avoid burn out. But I need to keep rolling, or I'll derail. And to be fair, I think this ended on a very... breath taking note.