So, my situation so far, I have just been sent to Equestria as Queen Chrysalis, my new life is being broadcasted (most likely with some restrictions) and I am at a point clearly where the wedding hasn’t happened yet since this place looks nothing like the Crystal Empire.

And I’ve just socked the very attractive Cadenza in the face.

There’s the other problem I’m having here, it seems the transformation has done something to my head/my instincts have altered to match my new physical body/some part of the OG Chrysalis stuck around and she apparently had the hots for Cadence-I DON’T KNOW! The point is I was looking at an unconscious pony that I found very sexy, in a room all alone, with several changeling instincts around cocooning and ‘sucking’ away her love making several images that I wasn’t opposed to… and it seemed like somebody down below agreed, curious, I looked under my barrel.

“Nice to see you survived the trip… albeit you got a makeover too.” The member in question promptly throbbed seemingly in response, I couldn’t help but find a little bit of pride at not only how powerful the new equine mast looked, but also at how big it was. When I lowered my head to look, the tip actually hit my snout, meaning it was about the length of my entire body… I probably could-GAH! NO! No sucking yourself off in the middle of a crisis! Focus, dammit! Don’t be distracted by your thick glistening horsecock in the face of your new female urges, and stop staring at the tasty pink morsel in front of us! Don’t think about using our mighty stallion dong to… split open those tight looking lips and… get all up inside her womb… DAMMIT!!

*knock* *knock* *knock* “Princess? Is everything okay in there?”

Oh thank Celestia a distraction! Wait… oh fuck me it’s the guard!! Quick best Cadence impression! GO!

“Um… yes! Everything’s alright, just misplaced one of my shoes!” I say in a really fucking perfect Cadence impersonation.

“Then why did I hear a crash?”

“I… um… found it…” I tried my best to sound bashful, again, having the body of a natural shapeshifter made sure my effort was actually effective instead of ‘oh god what is that?! A cat in a blender made of chalkboards?!’

“Oh… well sorry to have disturbed you.”

“Oh it’s no trouble at all! Hehe…” WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY DRONES?!

*ping* my ears swivelled to the window, my head following suit to find, conveniently a Changeling disguised as a pegasus… okay yes he looks just like a pegasus yet I know he’s a-OH FUCK HOW LONG HAVE THE BLINDS BEEN OPEN?!

I immediately pulled the changeling in and closed the blinds, keeping us hidden. “Why were you just flying outside like that?”

“Um… you don’t know you’ve been transmitting, My Queen?” He asked, embarrassment and confusion hitting me immediately.

After promptly focusing on keeping my thoughts to myself, I promptly began the next train of thought. Shit! Quick, bullshit your way out of this! “Of course I knew, but it’s rather suspicious to hover next to the window of a Princess’ Room! Do you want us to be discovered?!”

“N-no! Apologies My Queen! I will promptly slay myself to uphold your honour-”

“NO! That’ll just make things worse! You’re the one who answered my call so I still need you! Just don’t let it happen again and we can move on.”

“Oh, okay…”

“Right, now… what do you see wrong with this situation?”

“...is it the unconscious Princess?”

“It’s the unconscious Princess.” I say immediately.

“I want you to teleport her to the Crystal Caverns, then get some of the other drones to cocoon her up and tend to her in her suspended animation.” I continued.

“Anything else, My Queen?”

Unfortunately it seems my libido was faster than my brain in this matter, moreso when I couldn’t really object to the concept. “Yes, see if you can keep her in a warded off dreamscape… which’ll have her be seduced into a three-way relationship between me and her fiance.”

“... wouldn’t it be simpler and less time-consuming to hypnotize her?”

“Oh please, hypnotized food is temporary and tastes terrible, also HELLO?! This is the Princess of Love, do you not see what could occur if she was to fall in love with me? We’d have essentially a goddess of food with an unending well of affection, our honeymoon in our new hive, this city BTW, as I supercharge my new lovers’ magic to broadcast the energy of our passionate consummation across the area.” when I glanced back to the changeling I was addressing, he was making a waterfall with his saliva glands. “And practically every week I’ll be able to grant a long, blissful feast to you all, not on par with the honeymoon but still quite potent, and as we walk the streets, with a princess head over heels for me, Equestria will be forced to accept Changelings before judging them, and do you know what that means?”

At his little head-shake, I grinned. “It means, we won’t be invaders or random visitors, I can immediately wave us off as a new tribe of pony, we already look very similar to them, and thestrals have quite the significant differences, it’d take less than a week for them to become the norm, where ponies begin making friends with new ponies, not only will we get near weekly feasts of love, but every second of every day we will be able to passively feed on familial and friendly love! No other hive could outlast us, our numbers would skyrocket, and with how freely they will give us this love without having to drain it, our food would last unto eternity… now go cocoon her up and set up that dreamscape, okay.”

“YES! MA’AM!” he said excitedly as he dropped his disguise and sunk into the floor with Cadence through a fire-portal.

“Alright, showtime… wait.”

Um… drone? Could you check her undercarriage?

Sure… she seems to have a strange enchanted cloth.

I knew it!! Now, I won’t need to worry about phase 2.

Phase 2?

My plan! You just follow!

“Okay, now it’s showtime.”

I began to focus on my body, the strange mystical coolness that covered my chitin, the sparks of energy that rode up my horn, everything, then I willed it to change. What stood before the mirror now was the Pink Princess of Love, betrothed to Shining Armor, Mi Amore Cadenza, Cadence for Short.

“I’ve got a good feeling that my special day is going to be just perfect!”

Author's Note

behold! more gold!