From Princess to Privy (scat)

"Nooooooooooooooo!" Celestia's quiet disagreement turned to screaming, as Chrysalis dragged her, violently, to the chair device.

"Comply, idiot!" Yelled Chrysalis as she tugged at Celestia, who had sat herself down on the ground, all four hooves pushed against the floor, hoping her plump plot and hooves would somehow make enough friction for Chrysalis to not be able to move her.

Of course, It didn't. All it did was make sure she had a sore neck when the changeling queen finally got her there.

She whimpered and cried as Chrysalis locked her in place.

"You need to fucking learn your place! I don't want to go through this each time I need to pee. You, Celestia, are a toilet, and toilets don't resist their users!"

She sobbed as Chrysalis put the hooks in between her lips to force her mouth open.

"W-wait!" wailed Celestia, but Chrysalis didn't comply. Why should she when Celestia didn't? She was a queen, after all, she was merely a toilet.

"Shut up! Enough with your endless whining! Use your mouth for something useful for once. Your mouth is worth less than my asshole, got that!? When you kiss my rump, you need to know that it's me who's being defiled the most. your mouth doesn't deserve to touch my divine asshole. My farts are worth more than your words. My shit is worth more than your food. That's how little you matter, you fucking loser!" Chrysalis yelled in anger at her defiant slave, smacking her across the backhead with her hoof in the process.

Celestia was still struggling wildly but what little movement she was capable of barely mattered while restrained to the piss-chair. Whatever Chrysalis decided to do with her now, she would be utterly powerless to stop it.

Seeing Celestia's useless struggling calmed the queen down and even made her chuckle a bit.

"Well, guess I overreacted a bit there. I mean, my shit and your food is the same thing after all, how can one be worth more than the other," she laughed, circling around the princess to look at her face.

She approached the side of the chair, ready to sit on it and press her nether regions against her new toilet's pathetic face.

The two mares looked into each other's eyes once again. Celestia was crying and sniffling.

Chrysalis licked her lips yet again, before grinning at her urinal, showcasing her long, sharp teeth to her.

"Are you ready to experience my personal smells and tastes for the first time, toilet?" she asked Celestia.

The white mare just whimpered and cried some more in response. She would quite literally have done anything else than be a living bathroom for her captor, but here she was, without any say in the matter. About to be abused in disgusting ways.

"Here I come, piss-drinker."

Slowly, Chrysalis lifted her leg over Celestias head, getting into her chair.

Celestia's heart pumped violently and she watched the queens backside intensely as it got closer to her face.

Her plot was large and curvy, much like her own. Her cheeks looked round and firm, yet they jiggled lightly as she moved her weight around.

Her obsidian-black skin was not like a pony's. It wasn't furry and fluffy, but it looked soft and pillow-like

Her asshole was a tight barely puckered, star-shaped cave into her backside. Its edges were as dark as her skin, and it looked leathery, but it was pink and soft looking in the middle.

Her cunt, surprisingly, looked extremely tight. Not at all how the pussy of a mare who fucks for a living should look. Her pussy lips were thick and green, salivating glistening snatch moisture. And the smell... Oh, that smell... Absolutely Horrific.

Chrysalis' asshole was no doubt a stinkbomb as well, but it would need to get closer to be sniffed, but her pussy... Her pussy was oozing with strong feminine musk, causing Celestia to scrunch her poor nose way before the changeling queen had made contact.

She finally sat down at the very back of the seat, leaving somewhere around the length of a small unicorn's horn between her and her slave.

She giggled at Celestia's already tortured breathing, listening to her as she sucked in tainted air through her mouth to avoid her smell, only to end up tasting the thick cunt air instead.

"Oops, must have forgotten to wash my pussy for a few months there," she winked.

Slowly, she lifted up her right leg and placed her thigh in the leg rest, making her cunt more presentable to be licked. Then, she did the same with her left, fully aligning her pussy with Celestia's face.

"Here comes the airplane," she sang like a mother to her feeding child.

Carefully, she scooched herself closer, taking great joy in listening to Celestia's whining as the smell intensified.

It was a sour, yet sweet stench, with fish-like undertones, and a very harsh foulness.

The moment came where Celestia's disgust and Chrysalis sadistic glee both climaxed.

They both felt the other's touch. Chrysalis, the always welcome feeling of a pair of struggling lips and snout against her cunt, and Celestia, a moist, stinky marehood in her face.

Celestia gagged, feeling ready to vomit already.

"If you puke, I'll make you a public toilet, understood?" said Chrysalis, trying to sound scary but unable to contain her joy. This torture was amazing, not only did she not have to do anything, as just sitting still would make her victim suffer greatly, she was also getting herself a nice pussy massage in the process. How could she sound menacing with that happening?

Luckily, she didn't need to, Celestia contained herself.

"Hmm, good. Let's just stay like this for a while, so you can smell and taste me," said Chrysalis.

She then leaned back into her seat, putting her front hooves behind her neck to rest while her slave suffered.

Smiling sadistically from ear to ear, and with cheeks as red as a sunset, she fell asleep.

For half an hour, Celestia huffed cunt, before her torturer woke up again.

Chrysalis yawned as she listened to the lovely noises of Celestia still smelling her nasty snatch.

"Well, piss-cess. I think the time has come for you to have a nice, sour drink, straight from my bladder."

She forced herself forwards making sure there was not even a sliver room between her and her slave's pried open mouth. No way she could spill her rancid piss. It was all going down her throat.

Celestia moaned and whimpered, closing her eyes.

the very next moment, Chrysalis let a tiny splutter if strong-tasting urine splash across Celestia's tongue, burning the sour taste in.

Celestia literally screamed into her owner's cunt.

Chrysalis laughed as she started peeing.

Her urine flowed in, filling the poor princess' mouth, making her sputter and cough, choking on the sour-tasting liquid.

Shortly after, her mouth filled up, and she was forced to start drinking.

Chrysalis laughed loudly as she heard her slave gulp down her sour urine.

"Mmm, yummy piss, huh?" she taunted, still filling her slave with her nasty bladder-juice.

All good things must come to an end, however, and after the longest fifteen seconds in Celestia's life, chrysalis' steady stream turned to a soft creek, then finally just sour droplets at the tip of her poor, burning tongue.

"Ahhh. there we go."

Finally, Chrysalis got up, though not before pressing her marehood in even harder and wiggling her hips to smear her toilet's face with urine and cunt musk.

"Ah... See you soon, bitch," she said, spitting in Celestia's face before releasing the crying mare from the torture device.

"I'm gonna go eat dinner now... You'll have to wait with yours. I need to digest it first," she taunted before leaving with a cruel laugh.

Celestia curled up on the floor and fell asleep in her own misery. She just drank piss, and it was horrible... Soon, it would be feces.