Celestia groaned, slowly waking from the cold, damp, dirt surface she found herself on. Opening her eyes and looking around, she found herself in a familiar dimly lit cavern, one that Twilight had shown her long ago, after Cadence's royal wedding to be precise.
“Hello,” Celestia said, her voice shaky as it echoed off the empty cavern walls. “Is anypony there?” The only response she received was that of the faint echoing sound of water dripping down on to the cavern floor off in the unseen distance.
Celestia struggled, shaking and wobbling to stand on her hooves, her whole body felt weak, standing upright became increasingly difficult as the entire cavern spun before her disoriented eyes. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, steadying her legs, and exhaling. Opening her eyes again, the cavern seemed to spin less, but her disoriented and light-headed state still lingered. Celestia tried to think, her memory failing her, she could not remember anything from the past twenty-four hours. As she wracked her brain more, a dull pain began to build in her skull, thumping in rhythm to her heartbeat.
Slowly, she began to notice a strong, sweet aroma hitting her nostrils, hints of chocolate gradually overtaking her senses. Inhaling deeper, she sighed, and her body grew warmer. Her eyes dilating ever so slightly as a fog slowly shrouded her thoughts, the pain in her head faded.
Eventually, her muddled thoughts were interrupted by a familiar, cold and reverberating laugh, the fog over her mind lifted as Celestia's pure alabaster coat stood on its ends, chills washed through her neck and spine. Without so much as a second thought, she tried lighting her horn in an attempt to find her captor's origin. The moment her magic started to coalesce in the base of her horn, she was wracked with intense, sharp pain. Her magic and concentration dying before anything could happen. She screamed as she fell to her knees, slumping forward, her head writhing in pain.
Another laugh followed as Celestia began to recover, standing again, this time out of defiance.
“I would advise against trying your magic, Princess... Unless you're eager for another jolt of pain,” The familiar voice tittered.
Celestia craned her neck left and right, looking for the source. The sound of dirt and gravel being crushed and crunched beneath hoof-steps could be heard from behind.
“What's wrong, Celestia?” Looking for me?” The resonating voice of the changeling queen whispered into her ear.
The aroma in the air grew stronger and more potent, sweeter and alluring with notes of vanilla mixed with chocolate this time. Celestia's mouth salivated, swallowing to keep herself from drooling. The scent was so irresistible, she continued to inhale deeply just so she could enjoy the euphoria it gave her. The haze over her mind hit her again with full force, her body growing warmer and her marehood winking as it began to slowly drool arousal. With the little restraint she had left, she clamped her tail down over her nethers, trying to hide the obvious effect it was having on her.
Whirling around, she was met muzzle to muzzle with a grinning, Queen Chrysalis. She observed her captor, her black body no longer frail and riddled with holes but completely full and voluptuous, her chitin no longer dull, a visible sheen coated her entire body. Celestia gasped in shock, mouth agape as she stammered. “H-h-how? B-b-but.”
She watched as Chrysalis's grin grew wider, fangs peeking out from behind the queen's top lip. “Hmm? You're going to have to be more specific, Tia,” Chrysalis's smugly replied. “How did I restore myself to look this beautiful and glorious? How did I get you here? How come you can't use your magic?” Chrysalis began to calmly circle her like a shark that just found its next meal. Celestia's gaze locked onto the changeling matriarch's glowing green irises, unable to avert her eyes as she watched herself being stalked.
Chrysalis spoke as she strutted around her weak and trembling captive. “Well, since you're not going anywhere anytime soon, why don't I just go down the list, shall I... Getting myself back to former glory was by far the easiest. With my hive gone and only needing to acquire love for oneself... At first, I will admit, things looked bleak, hiding in the shadows and slowly siphoning what little scraps of love I could get... But once I had siphoned enough love to shape-shift again, things became trivial. Feeding off the love your ponies had for you as you paraded through the city once a week, all in plain sight.” Chrysalis sidled up close to the Sun Princess, making sure to release another potent and overpowering dose of pheromones into the air surrounding Celestia. She nibbled on the alicorn's ear, eliciting a gasp and soft guttural moan from her prey. The invisible aphrodisiac was having a profound effect on the helpless princess. “It's been ages since I've been this full. And I feel so powerful.” Her eyes glowed even brighter. “I'm going to rebuild my hive, Tia. And you're going to be my willing broodmare,” Chrysalis licked her lips as she watched Celestia's reaction. “Maybe not right now, but... Soon.”
Celestia's body radiated heat, perspiration visible on her fur and forehead, her mind struggling to process much more than a few words, she had begun to clench her hind legs, unknowingly rubbing her thighs together, her leaking marehood matted the fur between her thighs. She was currently in a losing battle between her chemically induced lust and the last vestiges of clear thought.
“Y-y-y-you won't Hnnngh g-get away with this. My sister or guard will notice I'm gone shortly. You will fail just like always!” Celestia proclaimed defiantly as her wings flared out in full glory, tail flagged high, and her marehood winked again, spurting her nectar down onto the cavern floor. “Ohhh,” she groaned, her cheeks turning bright pink from embarrassment.
“Ahahahaha,” Chrysalis laughed. “Look at you! Still defiant even after being exposed to my pheromones for so long.” Chrysalis's body flashed it's trademark green flame as she took on Celestia's form and voice. “I admire that in you, Tia. That's why you're going to make the perfect broodmare...You've been down here for over a days time now, Princess... I've assumed your life just fine, with nopony being the wiser... I must admit, your bed is much more comfortable than what I was used to.” Chrysalis jabbed as she walked behind her horny broodmare to be. Watching the arousal drip out of Celestia's marehood made her grin. “It’s a shame you can’t share that bed with me just yet, but once I’ve taken over Canterlot, I’ll be sure to keep you in my bedchambers, or better yet, I’ll add a special broodmare bedchamber to the castle.” Chrysalis started to run her hoof up and down Celestia’s soaked puffy lips, she listened to her mare groan.
“You may be wondering why your magic failed you and why your memories seem... just out of reach.”Leaning down, Chrysalis took a tentative lick of her captive’s sopping folds, making sure to flick Celestia’s engorged clit as it winked out at her.. “Hmm, you taste better than I thought.” she said with a giggle as Celestia’s legs wobbled, nearly collapsing while she shrieked in bliss. “Anyways… there is a device on your horn that has nullified your magic, anytime it senses your specific magical resonance gathering at the base, it gives you an intense jolt of pain like you experienced earlier and disrupts the flow of your magic. ” Chrysalis resumed pacing around her prey. “The more interesting bit is that it grants me access to bits and pieces of your memories, allowing me to perfectly mimic every aspect of your life. Vocal cadence and mannerisms, body language, and even your unique magical resonance. Along with anything else I need to perfectly be you and not raise any suspicion.” The changeling queen stopped in front of Celestia again--a smug, evil smile on her muzzle.
Celestia stared at herself, her heart raced, taking shallow breaths with her eyes half-lidded. She was fighting off the inevitable, her body’s natural response to the changeling queen’s pheromones overpowering her mind’s attempt to fight back. Her body trembled as she forced out a response.“You w-won’t win! You’ll make a mistake. Mmmghn. Your arrogance will be your undoing!”
Chrysalis’s expression swiftly turned to irritation, with another flash of green flame, she returned to her natural form. Taking a few steps forward, she leered at the Princess, her muzzle mere inches away, her eye’s glowing their brightest yet. “You truly believe I will make a mistake?” she spat. “I have been planning this for months! Going over every single detail. Mistakes are made when you rush things too quickly, Princess.” She put a hoof underneath the alicorn’s chin, making sure she kept eye contact. “I don’t care how long it takes. You’re going to give me enough children to replace every single pony in Canterlot. Slowly and methodically Canterlot will become the first ‘City of Changelings’! It will be magnificent, me and my children all in plain sight and no pony will know…”
Celestia stood there speechless.
“All your little ponies forced to feed my city. Don’t worry, your sister will join you eventually though… Just imagine, both of you my personal broodmares.” Chrysalis closed her eyes and hummed for a moment, feeling her own nethers warm and moisten from the thought. “I’ll make sure you’re there to watch me break her just like I’m doing to you. By then you’ll be encouraging her to join you.” Chrysalis laughed and turned around, presenting herself to the Princess of the sun. Her own arousal leaked from her folds, green and bioluminescent and seemingly thicker than a mare’s juices. “I think it’s time I snuff out, the last flames of resistance you might have…” She wiggled her ass in front of Celestia’s face. Her horn glowed, her magic spread her dripping lips wide, displaying the green glowing walls of her pussy. “Go on, have a taste, my broodmare. I promise you’ll looove it.”
Celestia noticed her face and neck moving in slowly, she scrunched her muzzle as tightly as she could but received another blast of pheromones directly from the source. Her resolve was eroding, crumbling at the foundation. With one last push of resistance, she stumbled backward a few steps, away from Chrysalis’s juicy marehood.
The horny changeling queen turned to look, rolling her eyes and sighing as she saw Celestia’s futile effort to resist. “Defiant, to the bitter end, I see.” Chrysalis lit her horn, sending a quick spell to each of her broodmares hooves and fetlocks. In seconds the stumbling mare became immobilized where she stood by changeling resin, stickier than tree sap and as strong as steel. The only way to remove it was through magic only a changeling could create.
With the alicorn of the sun bound and immovable, Chrysalis backpedaled toward Celestia’s muzzle once again, this time even closer. Her hips swayed back and forth in a hypnotic rhythm. “Come now, Tia. One lick is all it takes, and you’ll fall for me.” She singsonged, as it echoed through the cavern, her wings buzzed with excitement. In just moments, Celestia would ingest her juices. Unbeknownst to many, the queen of changelings secretes a more complete form of love toxin from her marehood. Once ingested, loyalty to the queen is permanent.
“Here, let me help you, my broodmare to be.” Lighting her horn, Chrysalis grabbed the multicolored ethereal mane of her captive within her aura. In an instant, she yanked Celestia forward, burying the mare’s muzzle between her folds. A whimper vibrated through her glowing cavern as she felt a tongue begin to explore haphazardly. Letting out a moan of her own, she tried her best to enjoy the moment.
Celestia lapped up the juices surrounding her muzzle, finding the taste to be addictive and nearly euphoric, her body still radiating an immense heat as she leaked from behind, her marehood still winking constantly. It was by far the greatest thing she had ever tasted. Unable to get her fill, she loudly gulped down everything her tongue provided her.
The magenta hue of her irises slowly began to change with each swallow, transitioning more and more to a bright green hue that matched Chrysalis’s own eyes.
After a few moments, Chrysalis stepped forward, away from the amateurish lapping ministrations, much to Celestia’s chagrin. “My, my, for a being who has been alive for over millennia, your skill in the ‘carnal arts’ might be the worst I’ve ever encountered…”
Celestia mewled as her tasty treat was taken from her. “I-I-I am sorry, my queen,” She stammered out disappointed her head bowed in shame, her muzzle stained with Chrysalis’s glowing green fluids.
“No matter, you’ll have all the time in the world to practice and learn once my plan is complete. I will train you to be my perfect pleasuring plaything. But. For now, you are to be my broodmare. Are you excited?”
Celestia nodded slowly. “Yes, my queen, I-” Her breath hitched, moaning after an intense wink, her juices splattering and staining the ground.
Chrysalis snickered, watching her loyal plaything become overwhelmed by lust, arousal “Oh, it seems my pheromones and nectar are taking their full effect.”
Celestia slowly brought her head back up and locked eyes with her Queen, her expression sultry with half-lidded eyes and cheeks still ablaze. Her eyes themselves pleaded with Chrysalis as she desperately urged. “P-p-please, Queen Chrysalis, I-I-I-I need you-” Celestia stopped mid-sentence, her mouth hung agape, groaning as a magical green aura surrounded her head.
“Shh, Shh,” Chrysalis spoke as she closed her eyes and hummed. Taking this moment to feed on her alicorn’s love. “Your love is quite the delicious midnight snack.” After taking her fill of love, she burped softly in a dignified manner. “Quite filling.”
Her magic faded, leaving Celestia slightly weary, but still horny and desperate to please Chrysalis. With a flash of green flame again, she transformed back into Princess Celestia. “Unfortunately, my broodmare, it’s getting late. You have quite the busy schedule tomorrow, I don’t want to raise any suspicion with my absence… Looks like you’ll have to wait till tomorrow night to begin rebuilding my brood.” She tittered. “With a whole twenty-four hours of you being hopped up on my pheromones and nectar, I’m sure you will be quite the mess, begging me to breed you when I return.” Chrysalis turned and began to leave the cavern, as she walked away she spoke one last time. “Until then, I hope the thoughts of me rutting you senseless and birthing my children keep you content… See you soon, my Broodmare.”
Celestia whimpered as she watched her leave.
Chrysalis was counting the moments until she would be able to retire for the evening and slip away from the castle grounds to see her Broodmare. Waking early, she began Celestia’s duties rather easily finding that most of her day was scheduled down to the minute, thanks to the dutiful work of her assistant, Raven. Just from that alone, it would be difficult for the queen of changelings to make a mistake that would allow her to be detected. Once she discovered that Celestia relied heavily on the poor, overworked mare, it became quite simple to just fall into the same routine that the real Celestia had for the past several years so as to not raise suspicion.
Throughout the day Chrysalis let her mind wander, thoughts of plowing Celestia into the dirt during the first half of day court, impregnating her broodmare with the first batch of eggs during her annual lunch with the noble families at noon, and finally a list of all the training she would make Celestia endure to turn her into the perfect broodmare. She had to admit that all these thoughts kept her quite distracted and aroused throughout her day, her reverie usually interrupted by Raven. With the poise of a true royal, she hid her arousal well, playing off her distracted nature on needing some rest over the weekend.
Eventually, the moment she’d been waiting for arrived, noticing the changing of the guard shift from Solar to Lunar and the alicorn of the night strolled into the throne room. After a quick greeting to Luna, Chrysalis bid her farewell and made her way toward her chambers.
The sound of hooffalls echoed throughout Chrysalis’s cavernous dungeon once again. Chrysalis made her way through the small maze of tunnels toward one of the cavern’s antechambers, specifically the one where she was keeping her broodmare. After a few moments, she found herself staring gleefully at the mess of a mare Celestia had become.
Celestia stood in a pool of her own sweat and arousal, she reeked of her own arousal, mane and fur matted and unkempt, trembling and whimpering as her body and mind continued to be wrought with lustful thoughts of Chrysalis. Her body begged to be used, her marehood still dripping copious amounts of marefluid down her hind legs and onto the dirt as she stifled her moans. Her mind was wrapped around one thought, being bred by her mistress. There was nothing she wanted more than to feel her pussy filled, to be mounted by her Queen.
Smelling the all too familiar scent her body had become addicted to from last night, she turned her head to see her mistress standing in the entryway behind her. Feelings of delight and excitement flowed through her as her face brightened with joy. Her marehood winked once again, spurting another splash of her nectar down along her legs and into the puddle below.
“M-My Queen, have you come to b-breed me?” the loyal broodmare pleadingly croaked out, her throat dry and body shivering in aroused anticipation.
A fanged grin slowly expanded on to Chrysalis’s face. “Yes, I have.” She slowly started walking towards her prized broodmare. “After another long day of dealing with you insufferable ponies, there is nothing I want more than to begin regrowing my hive.”
Chrysalis stopped behind Celestia, gazing at the moist and glistening folds of her sex-starved captive. She reached her hoof up and grazed it across Celestia’s folds, forcing a wanton moan from the alicorn’s mouth.
“Tell me, pet, are you ready to be filled to the brim with the eggs of my children?”
“Y-y-yes, Mistress, It’s the only thing I can think about. Please breed me until you’re satisfied.”
“Oh don’t you worry, Tia, I won’t be satisfied until every single one of my children has taken over your precious city of Canterlot.” Between Chrysalis’s legs, a wet ‘schlicking’ sound could be heard. Her ovipositor gradually making its presence known. “Within a week, the first batch of eggs I deposit inside you will hatch. One day to incubate and six days to mature and hatch. I should have enough children to conquer Canterlot within three months.”
She held her best malevolent grin while throatily groaning as the last few lengths of her tool finished appearing. It stood erect in all its glory, its shape was not too dissimilar to any normal stallionhood other than the clear lack of ‘medial ring’, but its size would put any stallionhood to shame. If Celestia was in a ‘proper and clear’ state of mind, she would have been deeply worried about being able to handle her queen’s behemoth egg laying shaft.
Chrysalis hoisted herself up atop Celestia’s gratuitous hindquarters, resting her weight on her broodmare and gradually getting into a proper mounting position. She felt Celestia’s legs brace one another as the weight of her pressed down. Listening closely she could hear her alicorn pet’s heart rate quicken. With a flick of her hips, she rubbed her member up and down the slick entrance to Celestia’s marehood, coating her length in its juices. Celestia’s whimpers and moans filled the air as she tried to press her hips back to meet her queen’s breeding spear, each time Chrysalis kept her rod just within teasing range, not yet allowing her breeding mare to be impaled. “Go on my slut, beg.” She goaded.
Celestia closed her eyes, nearly on the verge of tears, still trying to move her hips back onto Chrysalis’s cock. “Please! Chrysalis, fill me with your brood. Stuff me with your children, I’m a loyal broodmare ready to service you, my Queen.”
Lined up perfectly with the pleading alicorn’s marehood, Chrysalis slowly moved her hips forward. “Not entirely terrible...Adequate I suppose. You will get better at begging with more time, practice, and training. All of which you will have, once I’m finished with your little city.” The changeling queen watched intently as Celestia gasped in shock and her eyes snapped open the moment her ovipositor began to delve into the tight, warm confines of Celestia’s cunt. Inch by inch, Chrysalis pushed her way in, her cock feeling suffocated and squeezed tightly by the warmest, wettest, and softest vice she had ever had the pleasure of fucking. The more she pushed forward, the more she felt her broodmare’s passage spreading to accommodate its girth and size.
It wasn’t long before she heard the alabaster alicorn moaning whorishly while halfway impaled on her member.
“Yes! Please spread my pussy wide with your thickness.” Celestia yelled out while her body enjoyed the pleasure.
Chrysalis grunted and groaned, nearly closing her eyes as she focused on the intense pleasure her ovipositor received from the snug, massage-like confines of Celestia’s cunt. “I must admit, Tia, your breeding hole is like heaven on my cock.” The queen of changelings said. She thrust herself forward, even more, getting nearly three-fourths of her length engulfed by her broodmare’s nethers. Looking down, she could see Tia’s pussylips stretched nearly to their breaking point, straining to take much more. With another jerky thrust, Chrysalis’s cock bumped up against her cocksleeve’s cervix, prodding against the poor alicorn’s wall of tissue leading to her uterus. Hearing a scream of bliss made her grin and her eye lose focus, her vision became blurry for a moment.
The moment her mistress’s rod reached her cervix, Celestia’s body was struck by a mini-orgasm. Her neck snapped back and mouth hung agape, drool dribbling down her chin as she screamed loudly in bliss. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Don’t stop!” She babbled out. Her eyes gazed up at the cavern ceiling, vision unfocused and bombarded by flashes of white. Celestia’s wings fanned out stiffly in full display. Her legs shook and her cunt walls squeezed and convulsed against its invader, spraying small splotches of marecum out from her pussy.
Chrysalis grunted and moaned, feeling her length receive a ‘master-class’ in pleasure as she gripped tightly on to Celestia’s flanks. Her member throbbed and twitched inside Tia’s slippery confines as it was lathered by rivulets of liquid love--she was closer to climax than she let on. She continued to try and push herself inward even further, determined to make her pet take her rod all the way to the base--even if it rearranged her insides to do so. Due to Celestia’s mildly incoherent state of pleasure, attempts to plunder deeper inside were an intense struggle. Chrysalis pushed as hard as she could, but the tight, vice-like stranglehold Tia’s pussy had on her organ gave her little leverage to push the rest of herself inside.
Spotting the former princess of the sun’s wings gave her a wonderful spark of an idea.
Slowly, she pulled out of Celestia’s convulsing marehood, watching as her receding shaft glistened and dripped arousal to the floor below--to the alicorn’s whimpering dismay. “What’s wrong, my pet? Are you not enjoying the pleasure I am bestowing upon you?” Chrysalis asked, feigning an exasperated tone.
Celestia was unable to respond with anything resembling a coherent sentence. Whimpers and moans mixed together with her screams of unbridled bliss. “Ahhhhh mmmmmmfffppph ppphftt” Pleasure overloaded her senses. Her body tried its hardest to keep her queen’s shaft buried deep inside her, clamping down as tight as possible to hold it still, even then it was able to drag itself out along her slick walls--the feeling of emptiness gradually filled her body as she felt it retract.
With just the tip of her breeding spear still surrounded by the puffy, white, leaking lips of Celestia’s nethers, Chrysalis grabbed on to the base of her cockwarmer’s stiff feathery appendages. “Get ready, my broodmare. I intend to fill you beyond what you thought possible.”
Using each of the wings as extra leverage, she pulled herself forward with as much strength she could muster. Thrusting her hips as well, she brutally impaled her broodmare, quickly and easily sliding in up to the cervix, harshly bumping up against it again. With the extra force, her ovipositor was able to poke through the thin tissue membrane and gain direct access to Celestia’s uterus. Her member twitched and throbbed even more. “Ohhhh yesssss, I can feel your hole molding to the shape of my lovely ovipositor.” Chrysalis groaned, overshadowed by Tia’s deafening high-pitched scream.
Chrysalis just stood there, the entirety of her cock finally where it belonged--sheathed inside Celestia’s stretched and straining marehood, enjoying the jolts of pleasure brought on by her broodmare’s velvety soft and suffocatingly tight folds.
Celestia’s face was one of pure, unfiltered, loving bliss. Her eyes rolled back into her skull as she screamed loudly, front legs giving out from under her--forcing her ass up higher and her face to land in the puddle of her own juices on the ground. Tears and drool streamed down her face and muzzle, her tight cunt was filled to its breaking point. The moment the changeling queen surged past her cervix, the most powerful, mind-melting orgasm overtook her. Her body shuddered uncontrollably, pussy squirting and spraying marecum all over herself, Chrysalis, and the floor beneath her. Unintelligible words spewed and babbled out from her muzzle as she continued to scream and be rocked by her climax.
“Here they come! I’m going to fill you with the eggs of my children.” Chrysalis grunted out. The head of her dick flaring wide, she braced herself while her ovipositor began to deposit groups of eggs into her broodmare’s uterus. The process was slow, each spurt filled up more and more space in Celestia’s womb. Shocks of euphoria ran up the changeling queen’s spine--after so long she was going to have children once again. Grunts and groans filled the air along with her ragged and labored breaths.
Eventually, Celestia’s womb was filled to the brim, forcing her stomach to noticeably bulge and take on a round shape. Gradually, she came to her senses after being in a near catatonic state from the orgasm that had just wreaked havoc all over her body. Still unable to find strength in her front hooves and now with the massive weight imbued in her stomach, she continued to lay with her face down and flank raised high in the air, impaled on her mistress’ cock. She groaned and mewled from the feeling of being stuffed, she could feel the changeling eggs squish together and slowly move around inside her as she took in short breaths through her nostrils.
“Thank y-you f-for breeding me, my queen.” Celestia whimpered out
Chrysalis chuckled. “My pleasure, pet.” With her first batch of eggs firmly secured inside her pet, she pulled herself free of the alicorn’s snatch with a ‘schlick’ and a ‘pop’, leaving a gaping, drooling hole in its wake. “It’s far more fun when you’re a willing contributor to your own kind’s downfall.” Her horn lit, magic coalesced around Celestia’s skull as she fed. “Mmm, I can’t get enough of your sweet, tasty love.”
Celestia groaned and shuddered, unable to do much more than to allow her to feed.
Once finished, she flashed into Celestia’s form once again. “I’m sorry this couldn’t last longer but the guards would get suspicious if their favorite princess was missing all night. Don’t worry though, I’ll be back tomorrow with food for my pregnant little pet.” She smiled. “Afterall, you have to stay healthy and well fed if you’re going to give me powerful children for the hive.” Chrysalis turned to leave, much to Celestia’s whimpering dismay. “Oh, don’t you fret, my broodmare. Even though we’ll both be waiting a week before I can breed you again, I’m sure that we can start training you to be the perfect lover in every other aspect I expect of you,” she said as she walked out of the room, leaving Celestia all alone, waiting for her to return.
Author's Note
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