Once her body passed through the flap of the tent, the changeling was transported far from the fairgrounds, from the noise, the smell, and the slightly damp air that had clung to her for most of the day. Here it was cool, dry, and smelled vaguely of roses, the sleight crunch of the earthen floor getting replaced by the distinct clack of crystal under her hooves. With wide eyes, Chrysalis looked around and noted that the walls were also crystal, as well as the ceiling.

“I see the wonder in your eyes, if you have a question please don't be shy.” Announced the smooth, and exotic voice from before.

Spinning around, Chrysalis beheld a pleasure mare, only she was anything but normal. Where most had single toned skin and wore at least something to cover themselves, this one one wore nothing and light grey skin with slightly darker grey stripes. The only items that could even be considered clothing were the golden hoops in her ears and the circlets around her neck.

She stood off to the side of the room, her arms loose against her sides and a wide smile on her face. Though she felt genuine warmth emanating from the zebra, that wasn't what grabbed the changeling’s attention, rather it was her figure that did that. The zebra was tall, easily taller than most ponies by a good few inches, and her form was sleek, and powerful while still having more curves then ninety nine percent of the ponies Chrysalis had seen over the last few days. Though not to the point that she was fat by any stretch of the imagination, as ever curve was perfectly proportioned to her body, making Chrysalis feel oddly inferior.

“Zecora is my name, and I apologize for my lack of shame.” Zecora began, taking a step forward.

Chrysalis pursed her lips, the changeling remembering what Cheerilee had mentioned earlier about the mare named Zecora. “Oh that's not a problem, I just didn't expect there to be a zebra here is all. Plus the whole, well room, is kind of off putting.”

“Ahh, you have not been to friendship castle, that is forgivable as getting here is a bit of a hassle.” Zecora announced, gesturing around the room.

Prompting Chrysalis to look around and realize that there was a second room reachable through a door in front of her, while a shimmering field housed the tent flap she had entered through. “Are all the tents like this?” Chrysalis asked, knowing full well the answer to such a question.

“It's not difficult to get here, to Twilight Sparkle you must first endear.” Zecora began, smiling widely and stepping forward. “She filled my life with love, and I have been granted this room, well kind of.”

“You’ve had her foals before so now that you’re volunteering you get a better room.” Chrysalis reiterated.

“In this regard you are indeed right. I have heard your troubles, your plight.” Zecora continued, her smile gaining a sad edge to it. “Lay over here you should. I will help heal your worries, and help you feel good.”

“I don't need any kind of healing.” Chrysalis began, only to wince when her womb rebelled, and made her nearly double over in pain. “It's just stress cramps, that's it.”

Zecora eyed the disguised changeling with careful concern. “Though I wish I could trust your word, that was the worst lie I’ve ever heard. Please trust me, and gone your troubles will be.”

Chrysalis groaned, and reluctantly glanced over to the bed Zecora was motioning to, and after a moment of hesitation, began to walk in that direction. Though her paranoia told her to keep this strange being at arm's length, the queen was worldly enough to know that zebras were well renowned for their advances in the healing arts. Plus if there was even a slim chance that she could make the pain die down at least a little, it was well worth it as it was quickly becoming difficult to bear.

“Fine.” Chrysalis muttered, only to sigh. “I’m sorry If I’m short with you, this whole thing is just a little stressful. That's all.”

Zecora nodded sagely and gently guided the changeling to the bed. “I know exactly how you feel, your willpower we will steele.”

Chrysalis eyed the zebra strangely before shrugging and quickly discarding her clothes and laying on her back, looking up at Zecora. “So, now what?”

“Turn over onto your stomach if you please. It is necessary if your pain we hope to ease.” Zecora explained.

Chrysalis reluctantly did as she was told, rolling onto her stomach stretching out into a comfortable spot. “Like this?”

“First remove yourself of all emotion, while I grab the necessary lotion.” Zecora continued.

Chrysalis sighed, and tried to do just that, the disguised queen closing her eyes and doing her best to ignore the continued pain in her midsection. An idea that was easier said than done, as the sensation was becoming more acute by the minute, and she had yet to find anything to distract herself with yet. Other than the weirdo zebra who couldn't stop rhyming, which made the changeling wonder if her newest pleasure mare had suffered some sort of brain damage.

That made the queen chuckle cruelly, though her mirth was short lived as she realized that the zebra had noticed her pain at just a glance, and after the Chrysalis had done such an expert job at hiding it as well. Evidently the zebra’s powers of observation were not to be underestimated. The changeling made a note of keeping her defences up until such point that her little appointment was over, lest she accidentally reveal herself to the observant female.

“Ahh finally, here we are. I am sorry, but this might feel a little bizarre.” Zecora apologized, before pressing her wet hands against the changeling’s exposed back.

Chrysalis’ eyes shot open and she very nearly leapt out of bed the second the zebra’s hands became strangely hot, but by the time her body had responded to her command, the heat had dissipated and a wave of calm radiated through her body. It was so calmling that she couldn't even think of resisting it before she was already splayed out on the bed, her limbs limp and her jaw hanging open. A long undignified moan slipped past the changeling queen’s lips and she lay there limply, unable to move so much as a muscle.

The zebra chuckled and kept her hands firmly against the changeling’s back, though she didn't need to hold her down any longer as Chrysalis had abandoned all thoughts of resistance by then. “Pain and you were good friends indeed. From it's clutches I hope you've been freed.”

Chrysalis could only moan softly and nod her head slightly, faintly aware of how the zebra’s hands were slowly shifting from a calming cold to a radiating heat and back again. The changeling’s muscles seemed to react well to the alternating heat and cold, with her body feeling more relaxed then it had been in years. All the worry, strife and stress seemed to bleed out of her with each and every breath, until finally there was none left.

“My treatments are thorough but if you still feel pain, I can grab more and we can do this again.” Zecora offered.

Chrysalis shook her head weakly. “Thash not neshashary.” She slurred.

Zecora raised an eyebrow. “I have never seen someone react so well. Truly you must have been going through hell.”

Chrysalis shrugged and said nothing, not wanting to embarrass herself fully by uttering anymore slurred words.

“With the first part of the process now done, we can finally get to the real fun.” Zecora exclaimed, her voice containing a bit of the enthusiasm that Chrysalis could feel radiating off the zebra in waves.

Chrysalis could hardly even muster any resistance to Zecora’s words before she felt the zebra’s hands pull away from her back, though the radiating heat and cold remained, a thick goop clinging to the changeling’s back. With the amazing relaxing stuff still sticking to her, the changeling hardly even cared what the zebra did to her, so long as she didn't make it stop. Something the zebra apparently fully intended on doing, as she wiped her hands clean of the goopy substance and positioned herself between Chrysalis’ legs.

Her body weight made the bed shift slightly, caressing the underside of Chrysalis’ body. “If you want me to stop simply raise your hand and I will abandon all I have planned.”

Chrysalis nodded and flashed the zebra a thumbs up before falling back into the bed, a wide smile on her face.

A smile that Zecora mimicked, as she lathered her hands with a different substance and leaned down. Her gentle hands pressed against the changeling’s lower back and pressed upwards with a slight amount of force, just enough for the changeling’s already relaxed muscles to be smoothed out even more but not enough to be uncomfortable. In the zebra’s wake was a film of some kind that clung to her flesh and made her body tingle faintly, her body becoming more sensitive while still remaining relaxed.

This continued until the zebra had covered nearly the entire back half of the changeling’s body, leaving Chrysalis both relaxed, and feeling incredibly good. Even the soft caress of the zebra’s gentle hands was enough to send a shiver down the changeling’s back, making her sigh in contentment. While this was happening the heat she felt across her back dissipated and moved lower, centering around her now dripping sex and making her squirm slightly.

Thoughts of being fucked and bred intruded on the changeling’s calm mental space, leaving her feeling both calm and anxious at the same time. She needed it, now more than ever, but there wasn't an urgency one might expect would come with such arousal. She was ready, waiting, but she was not dying for release, rather she was simply primed for whenever it came.

She didn't have to wait long though, as the zebra made short work of the filmy substance she had on her hands. With gentle ministrations the zebra rubbed it across the changeling’s back, while avoiding the hand prints on Chrysalis’ shoulders, before covering her arms and neck and finally moving to the queen’s legs. Not before she made a stop at the changeling’s ample posterior though, where she lingered, the zebra really making sure that the lotion was liberally applied.

“This may be strange but you’ll thank me later. For compared to your next lover, there is no greater.” Zecora hummed, her hands squeezing and massaging the changeling’s ass and using up nearly all of the lotion.

Instantly Chrysalis’ hopes were raised, and she silently wondered if this strange zebra had been impregnated multiple times, or if she had only been bred the once. The answer to such a question would determine if it was Twilight behind the next door, but the changeling didn't really have the mental capacity to ask such a question quite yet. Not while the zebra was firmly, yet gently massaging her ass and inner thighs in such a manner that made her pussy quiver in anticipation.

With the changeling’s backside now completely covered with the skin tingling lotion, Zecora moved lower, and applied a thin coating of the same liquid to Chrysalis’ legs. With dexterous hands, the zebra did both legs at the same time, moving quickly when it came to the space from ankle to mid thigh, and slowing when she reached Chrysalis’ upper thigh. Once there, she changed things up a little and went very, very slowly, pushing forward only an inch or two before gliding her hands backward.

This had the strange effect of making the anticipation build until the point that it was near bursting and was only released when the zebra’s hands brushed against her now soaked lips. When that happened Zecora pulled back, wiped her hands of the excess lotion, and dove right back in, a finger from each hand sliding into the changeling’s pussy. With a strange ease and a dexterity born of incredible experience, the zebra began to slowly finger the aching changeling.

Chrysalis couldn't contain her moans, and she no longer even tried, letting loose a low, deep moan the second she felt the zebra’s fingers slide inside her. Back and forth Zecora’s fingers went, twisting this way and that until she had apparently applied all the lotion she needed. Then her fingers pulled out, but before Chrysalis had a chance to whine, the zebra slid back forward, and with one hand gripping the changeling’s hip, drove forward with three fingers of the other hand.

Another moan slipped past the queen’s lips, who was amazed by just how good it felt to be penetrated by something so small, yet so amazing. It was akin to being fucked by the thickest, most perfect cock Chrysalis had ever taken, and the changeling quickly realized it was mostly likely due to the lotion the zebra had applied. Either way Chrysalis was on cloud nine, and Zecora made sure to keep her there by sliding back and forth.

All while her other hand remained in motion, teasing and caressing Chrysalis’ tender flesh continually. This slow and steady pace would normally be that, slow, but to Chrysalis the world seemed to crawl to match her newest lover’s pace and she couldn't bemoan the lack of speed. After all it felt amazing, and who was she to fight such a sensation with a minor complaint like that.

Instead, she merely lay there, sprawled on the bed, her arms extended and her body so utterly relaxed that for now at least, the queen no longer had to worry about the rumblings in her midsection. Her sigh of relief quickly turned into a moan of pleasure when Zecora began to piston her fingers a little faster into Chrysalis’ flooded love tunnel. Mare juice leaked like a faucet from her well used hole, the liquid arousal pooling between her legs and sinking into the sheets, vanishing from sight.

With a rhythm established, the queen fell fully into the embrace of the fluffy bed, her arms and legs utterly slack as she simply lay there, enjoying the attention she was being given. While she was receiving physical pleasure, she was also receiving a decent amount of emotional love. The pure and utterly honest appreciation and attraction flowing from the zebra helping to nearly fill the queen’s reserves to the absolute brim. Something that hadn't happened in years, and even then it had been through extensive use of captured ponies, not freely given emotion.

With a sigh, Chrysalis let her head fall to the bed, and focused all of her attention on what was happening between her legs. Zecora had been switching it up occasionally, either by twisting in a different direction, changing her speed, or occasionally adding a finger. She didn't keep this up for long though, as she seemed acutely aware of just how much the changeling’s pussy could take before getting stretched a little too wide.

Something that Chrysalis was quite thankful for, as she didn't want to get too loosened up before she met the pony who would be donating their seed. Not like she cared about their pleasure mind you, she was solely thinking of her own enjoyment. Or at least, that's what she told herself anyway.

Her train of thought was run off course when Zecora pulled her fingers back and leaned down, kissing the mare’s lips and slipping a tongue past the wet entrance. The long, surprisingly thick tongue snaked its way into Chrysalis' pussy and twisted this way and that, drawing moan after moan from the changeling’s lips. This continued for several seconds before she caressed the queen’s clit and suddenly pulled back, only to replace her tongue with several fingers.

The shift from one to the other was so perfect and seamless that Chrysalis couldn't really complain about it. Both were pleasurable, both were strangely relaxing, and both were done by a dexterous being that seemed to genuinely care about the queen’s enjoyment.

Her orgasm almost surprised her with how suddenly it appeared, though now that the queen thought about it, it wasn't like it came out of nowhere, rather she was so preoccupied that she hardly even noticed it coming up. When she did notice though, her eyes went wide, and some of her slack muscles tensed, her entire body quivering slightly. All she could manage was a weak utterance of warning before it hit her, though it seemed to be enough for the zebra, who shifted her fingers, and more directly stimulated the changeling’s clit.

The result was amazing, and immediate, and the orgasm suddenly became ten times as powerful, and continued for far longer then what Chrysalis would have assumed it would. All of this made her moan draw out and shift rapidly, as if she had a vibrator inside her, rather then a trio of fingers.

Then, it was over, and slowly the zebra retrieved her fingers and slipped off the bed. Leaving a dopey eyed Chrysalis to lay there with a huge grin plastered against her face. A sight that made the zebra laugh and shake her head as she retrieved a towel from nearby, and cleaned off her hands.

“I hope you had fun, and that your pain is now on the run.” Zecora half asked, half stated.

Chrysalis nodded. “I feel amazing.” She muttered, unbothered by the fact that she had paid such a high compliment to a mere pony. “I feel like you gave me back ten years of my life.”

“That is indeed high praise, I must admit, my spirits you've raised.” Zecora replied.

The changeling queen wiped the goofy grin from her face just in time to feel the zebra run the towel up and down her back, cleansing any remnant of the relaxation goop she had used and leaving the changeling feeling surprisingly clean. Pushing her way into a sitting position, Chrysalis had to stop herself before her eyes shot open as she realized something terrible. The reason the weight in her midsection no longer bothered her was simple, as her eggs were no longer held back, but were rather already in her womb.

This is it. Chrysalis thought to herself. One way or another this next pony is going to have to do.

“What is wrong my friend? Did the pain not end?” Zecora questioned, leaning in and eyeing the changeling carefully.

“N-no! I just, was so relaxed I thought I had to go to the washroom.” Chrysalis blurted, only to nearly face palm when she realized how stupid that sounded.

Zecora breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward, extending a hand.

Taking the offered limb, Chrysalis was hoisted to her feet by the surprisingly strong arm of the zebra. Once upright once more, Chrysalis could feel just how dire her situation was, and the queen quickly surmised that she would need to receive seed within the next half hour or else her eggs may very well be wasted. She refused to let that worry reach her face though, as she didn't want to alert the observant female to her woes.

“Are you alright? Do you need me to turn off a light? Would that ease your plight?” Zecora continued.

Chrysalis smiled and nodded. “Really, I’m fine, trust me.”

As the queen observed the nervous gaze on her newest lover’s face, the queen made a note of taking this one alive like the others. If nothing else then for her knowledge of healing, though something told the queen that wouldn't be why she would end up using the zebra if her plan did indeed work. Those magic fingers of hers were quite something after all, and she would be remiss to not make use of them again the next time she became stressed.

Zecora breathed a sigh and nodded. “I guess it's true what you say, though that doesn't hold my worries at bay.”

“Zecora, I’m ready for the next mare.” Came the familiar, and unexpected voice of the one pony Chrysalis had been most anticipating.

“Well don't just stand there, go on, create your heir.” Zecora encouraged, gripping the changeling by the shoulders and all but pushing the queen towards the door the voice originated from.

Chrysalis pushed down the urge to smile wolfishly, and maintained her earnest yet nervous grin, allowing herself to be guided to the door. Finally, the dawn of a new age is coming at last!

“Oh I can hardly wait.”

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