This is the story of Derek Smithson, average man, brony and comfortably situated employee at an Insurance Company. Many can say they have seen the most unexpected things in their life, those rare few even saying that what they saw was completely, physically impossible.

Then there’s me, seeing a new doorway in my house that was more like a cavern than an actual man-made entrance. The entire thing screamed ‘fantasy-style dungeon’ with the groaning entryway, the cobblestone floor leading into darkness and the seemingly eternal torches burning and giving an eerie green glow to the entire path. Now, normally one would state ‘nope’ and go back to bed but for some reason, I was drawn to the arcane entrance, like I was hypnotized… thankfully my common sense reeled me in enough to make sure I actually didn’t walk into it.

Then I began to legitimately question if I should follow the charm that was over me and enter the magical portal, obviously it would most likely mean I’d never be able to leave where it sent me, although… I think back to what I have now. Despite my luxuries and my happy brony lifestyle, I was still a human living in a society, I had to work every day for money, pay for everything to keep my luxuries and stay off the streets, all the while having no guarantee of anything happening to me after I die. If I walked through this portal, and it worked, I have the proof of the existence of souls, I have the opportunity to get new powers and improve myself through magic so I could actually get laid. Those were really good arguments… however…

Looking up, I spoke to whatever being was watching right now. “I’m on the fence about this whole thing! If you Pinkie Promise to have a way to ensure humanity doesn’t see that I’m dead and instead in a whole new world, I’ll go ahead.” I blink and turn to the sound of stretching, watching what looked like the mix between a plasma-screen TV and an eldritch portal grow into being on a billboard outside… which had me on it. “...alright, I’m in.”

I walk into the tunnel, glancing back to the portal that had closed behind me via a simple rockslide. Knowing there was no turning back, I marched onward, into the darkness, feeling waves of energy wash over me like the waves of the ocean on the sands.

I was completely unaware of my skin becoming darker and shinier, took no heed from my discomfort of a bipedal stance or even how easy it was to change to a quadrupedal one. I continued to bear ignorance as my skull altered, my jaws pulling forward to make a muzzle and my teeth changing so that I bore fangs. These changes continued onward with no end in sight, I didn’t even realize my genitalia were gone until I stopped at what appeared to be a closet door. As I stopped I finally grew aware of just what had happened to me, and I wasn’t sure if I was upset at the change or not. Under the torchlight I saw that I was now what I knew as a changeling, holes adorning all four of my hooves, my thin translucent wings, and my mane and tail… fucking somehow. Further inspection confirmed that I was indeed a female, both figure and genitalia wise, though that didn’t really bother me. Noticing my tall, thin stature, I looked up, seeing a sharp, crooked horn that seemed more like a weapon than a focal point for magic. Looking further from that I saw the round bulbs of the antenna that made up my ‘crown’, yet a quick poke dispelled it as being mere jewellery.

It was at that point that I realized I was not just a Changeling, I was a Changeling Queen, I was Chrysalis!!

And I had the biggest grin on my face at that, and fuck you to everypony that says it’s creepy! I am not creepy, I am HOT!! I am sexy~! I am- REALLY needing to stop getting off topic… and also to stop checking out my flanks.

Alright! Focus Chrysalis! You’ve jumped into an unknown point in time, so you need to be prepared, you need to be cautious! You… why did it get so dark?

I let out a small surprised grunt as I felt the space become a bit more confined, the torches were gone, along with the stone, all that was left was wood walls and a floor. Clearly I was in a closet, which is probably where the original Chrysalis had left off until I became her.

But why would Chrysalis be hiding out in somepony’s Closet? Unless… I began to more curiously inspect the space I was in, and my anxiety began to heighten as I saw many different dresses built for a frame only slightly smaller than mine and not the average pony stature. Further investigation unfortunately uncovered several regalia and some of said dresses decorated with a certain heart-shaped cutie mark. There was evidence, lots of evidence stacked against me involving my whereabouts, a place in the centre of a certain plan I was not able to get from the original Queen when I filled in her hooves.

Then the doors swing open, and my immediate fears were realized. I was Chrysalis. Before The Wedding Episode with no plan…

And I was face to face with a Pink Alicorn Princess of Love.

… Naturally I reacted as well as you’d expect from a Changeling being discovered.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

*SMACK*

*thud*

...wow… hooves hit hard… wait, OH SHIT!!

I was in the deep end now, I was looking at the unconscious body of one Mi Amore Cadenza, knocked out by a mere swing of a changeling hoof, with guards outside possibly hearing the commotion, and I still have no idea how to use my shapeshifting!!

“This is bad! This is really, really… say, Cadi looks pretty hot~...”

…

WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY?!

Author's Note

yay! new story!

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