Equestria Changed

“Did I do the right thing?” Shining wondered as he laid in their shared room’s bed. Chrysalis laid next to him on her belly in the classical pony style, watching him.

It was quite the question to ask. And right now Chrysalis, as unsure as she was, wasn’t in the best mood to answer. Though she didn’t need to as the white stallion just rambled on.

“I understand why she would object. She has to think of her subjects as a princess and yet...there was clear hatred in her eyes. Clear loathing. I have seen it before every time the topic of you or your race came up - and I do understand that, like I said - but it was so much more intense. Maybe because Princess Celestia ordered to have her imprisoned?”

“Possibly.”

“I just wonder...was it really necessary? Was there no way to convince her differently? To just turn things around? I want changelings to be a part of Equestria. I want you to be a part of Equestria. I now have to ask myself if it is worth it in the end.”

“If you go by duty, the answer is obvious. An entire race will live happily because of your decision. If you go by heart...ugh. This is too sappy for my taste but...if you go by heart, you did gain a new wife, even if it didn’t work out with Cadance.”

“That’s just it, I still want it to work out.”

“Well, I don’t think having a mare screaming bloody murder in the room would work out,” the changeling queen huffed, crossing her forelegs and turning her head haughtily away. “For now you should focus only on me...and concentrate on your duties. We have much to do in the coming months after all.”

“...I guess you are right. I can’t keep looking back when there are ponies and changelings that are counting on me.”

“Good to see you actually wisen up. I really am in no mood to remind you to look forward every day. After all, where would I get my daily care as a Queen from, if not from my most loyal servant?” she told him with a smug grin.

Shining grinned right back, her to him usual joking attitude lifting his mood as he nodded, seeing as he couldn’t give a bow on his position on his back.

“Your wish is my command, my Queen.”

“You say that and yet you laze around on your back,” she scolded him, turning her nose up, before making her way over to him, scooting on top of him in a sitting position.

He could feel her warm lips on his lower belly, just shy before his sheathed cock, which was already twitching.

It did remind him how his first time went. Well...his first time being with Chrysalis in Cadance disguise. It was a magical night even despite that, though after the pink alicorn was free once more and had discovered that, she was less than pleased and did drag him to bed to claim him back.

Despite that, Cadance felt like it wasn’t the same. Shining Armor actually had held on to his virginity for quite some time. For just the right moment. And he had refused Cadance no matter how often she begged. It was hard for said alicorn of love, who actually was quite raunchy as she felt that love did encompass sex and all it had to offer. And him not sharing with her in that was something that had irked her countless times. He had plans for that special moment, so he kept strong. Mainly the plan for this occasion to be shared on their wedding night. But then plans changed as he fell for Chrysalis.

It was a strange situation to be in. Strange but melancholic by now as it was a fond memory, even though it led to such an end with the pink alicorn.

In that moment Chrysalis turned around, facing her back to him as her bugpussy grinded along his hardening crotch.

“Truly a hopeless case. I will just have to harvest your love myself,” she purred, her hoof touching his rod, before slipping the tip of his cock into the hole of her hoof.

He grunted as he felt this. As he felt the surprisingly soft inside of the hole as she jerked him with it.

“Surprised? Changelings are bred for love...bred for sex. Those holes are not just for show, or even as some especially dense specimens think, to show our hunger for love. It is obvious that, the more holes you have, the more love you can milk out of any captured stallion,” she teased as she saw some fat globs of precum were already dripping from his cock, smearing all over her hole and his shaft.

Her strokes were long, going all the way from the tip, sensually down, past his medial ring and to the bottom, stroking every inch possible with the leghole. He couldn’t help but buck his hips up into it, making Chrysalis chuckle.

“Just like that. Be a good little stallion and I will teach you all there is to know about producing love. All the different positions. All the different fun toys.”

It carried on like this for another minute as he groaned while she was moving her hole along his rock-hard cock. Then after she deemed it enough she pulled her leg off, the tip taking a moment before it popped free.

The changeling queen looked back, licking her leghole with her long tongue clean of his juices, something that made him shudder.

She loved this. To actually have him attracted to her real form like this. There was no way for her to lie about this, even as the queen of deceivers. She needed this just as much as he did. To have him make love to her like this. To watch her, be aroused for her, lusting after her form, and she couldn’t help but reward her little stallion for it.

“Are you that eager for a changeling pussy, captain?” she asked him hotly, as she lifted her pussy up to the head of his cock. It squished wetly against her pussy which was quite soaked as well.

“I am. But can you blame me, if the most beautiful of changelings is right before me, ready to ride my cock?”

Chrysalis put on a look of mock-thought. “I guess not,” she simply stated before smirking as she sunk down.

The tip was instantly pushed in. A sensual moan escaped her lips as she felt her pussy part. The feeling of having a stallion, her stallion, slowly filling up her depths was one she never wanted to miss again. A queen needed a king after all. Someone to share her desires with. Sure, Shining wasn’t quite there yet, but she was sure she could teach him all about this and about her race. There was no hurry for the moment, only their reunion. And Chrysalis would make sure it was a hot and wet one, befitting of the changeling race.

“Oooh, this feels even better than last time,” she admitted as she pulled back up, feeling his ring scraping along her sensitive walls.

Shining Armor grunted at the feeling of her pliable insides as his hooves caressed her flanks.

“Y-Yeah. Doing it with your real form is something special.”

The queen smirked as she rotated her hips as she smacked them back down and pulled them up in a slow, measured pace.

“Mhmm~ Bred for harvesting love. Didn’t you listen, captain?” she teased, gazing back with one eye facing him, half-lidded.

It was a look that made his cock throb. And a throb that made Chrysalis giggle.

"Mmhhhh~ You know, I can taste quite a lot of love coming from you pervert~ You got a thing for my big changeling butt dont you~"

She pushed her rump back down, feeling her juices running down his pole. With how wet she was, she was sure she was drenching his balls, which was a good thing. She wanted her scent to stick on him. To truly make sure to claim him completely from that pink alicorn mare. Feeling pity or not for her as she was dragged off, that mare still was a love rival to her. Now with her out of the way for the near future she needed to make sure Shining would stick by her.

And what better argument was there than a royal queen’s pussy?

The queen purred, the tingles of pleasure running up her spine each time she impaled her green walls on his rigid pole.

‘Who am I kidding? I enjoy this as much as he does,’ she admitted to herself, as she made a mental note to repeat this at least once a day. More than once being the desired outcome.

The love that freely flowed from him only made that experience better. A love that was intertwined with lust. A delicious cocktail of pink and red that was filling her up. Making her intoxicated on it. And it was so more filling than any other being she had ever laid with.

Another giggle escaped her. This one more drunkenly sounding.

She wiggled her butt at him enticingly.

“Oh Captain~ Are you not even trying to massage the royal tush~?” she teased, but with a clear desire behind those words.

Shining panted, though didn’t hesitate to get his hooves on her flanks, letting them sink into the more malleable part of her carapace. A distinct softness on her normally so firm form.

He quite liked that feeling, and from the loud, sultry moan escaping Chrysalis’s lips, she did so too.

His hips instinctively bucked into her as his hooves guided her rear in her own eager bounces.

Wet squelches were clearly heard around the room as their pace was ever increasing, each working towards their respective highs.

“Come on, take that bug pussy, you puny pony!” Chrysalis provoked in her sassy and haughty tone of voice.

His grip on her rear tightened as he grunted, driving himself harder into her.

“Best not regret it!” he threw some sass back at her.

Chrysalis purred in perverted delight, aiding his movements with her own and meeting him in the middle, both grinding into each other and helping each other to get connected as deeply as possible.

And effort rewarded by the clear ecstasy they both felt. Chrysalis from the cock that was buried up to the very last inch into her snatch and Shining from said green snatch practically milking him with her constricting nethers.

It took no time at all for them to reach their peak. Shining Armor was the first one to go as he pulled her down so he was fully inside her as his cock twitched and his balls let go of their salty payload.

The queen let loose a loud obscene moan that no doubt made some poor maids in the palace blush deeply as she also came, her juices splattering over his crotch.

She felt it. His seed. His love. It was filling her as she enjoyed her body being wrecked by the pleasant shivers and the energy filling her.

This love was the real stuff. And now in her real form it seemed even more potent than prior, more genuine.

In her drunk stupor she swayed, before losing her balance and falling backwards into the well-trained stallion.

Shining made sure her back didn’t hit his snout, but once she was down, cuddled into her all the same as she chuckled.

“That is the stuff~” she purred delightfully.

Not the first time he had witnessed her revelling like that too. He remembered his first time. She was a bit off after that too. But in his mind it was a cute kind of off. To see her in clear enjoyment in such a way was a stark contrast to how angrily Cadance had tried to claim him back. It was more calm, albeit he didn’t want to blame the pink alicorn.

Thinking about it he couldn’t protect her either though. Cadance… There was truth to Chrysalis’ words. There was a choice he had made. A choice for Chrysalis and the changelings. To protect and guide them. With her carapace-covered form on him it was now even much clearer. No regrets. He couldn’t afford them. Cadance made her choice to doom an entire race. Understandable from her perspective, but in his mind the wrong choice. So he would keep going forward from here.

His hooves clasped around the large queen atop of him tighter.

He had something to protect. And he would do whatever he could to serve her. To serve his sassy little queen.

After that the plans commenced.

Celestia did her best to quickly organize the changes. Especially informing the more loyal guards first and then after ensuring the loyalty of the others, working her way down, making them swear for secrecy.

It probably helped that Shining Armor was on her side with this.

Then again, it might have helped even more that Chrysalis had a batch of her female changelings from her gathering squad prepared. A well-versed troop in the sexual arts that offered stress relief as they would be joining the guards as females in pony disguise.

A simple and effective bribe as one could practically smell the arousal as they flagged their tails to them, before showing off their transformative powers as well, turning into ponies, griffins, dragons and the like, promising to do any fantasy in those forms and more behind closed doors.

Celestia didn’t feel perturbed by this for some reason. Then again, her lust has gotten worse and she masturbated every third day now to get the edge off. She had a feeling soon would be every second day too.

The solar princess wanted to blame Nightmare for her seemingly increased libido. However, after she had her best unicorns test Nightmare and the cell that housed her, it came out that she wasn’t casting any magic that could have led to this. No runes or hidden tricks up her sleeve, which was rather frustrating.

Instead there were the usual taunts from her, Nightmare saying that Celestia was obviously a sadist that got her sexuality awoken by having her constantly gangraped.

With a snort she had dismissed this ridiculous notion and offered the unicorns to do whatever they wanted to her.

She wasn’t in the mood for her barbs. Despite that though, she actually was in higher spirits.

Chrysalis was already mixing up the potion and was going to have her first mind-correction session with her later. It was something she will not watch, as she had been exposed to Nightmare enough for her taste.

So she instead called it a day, trotting back up to her room. She was feeling rather heated anyway.

Chrysalis huffed as she was flanked by some changelings in disguise. Though she was in disguise herself.

To any outside pony it looked like Cadance and her guards were just trotting along their way to one responsibility or another. Nothing too out of order. Except they were doing it in the evening.

The way to the dungeons was fast enough, so any curious stares were kept to a minimum as they got to the less lively stone walls as they descended the dimly lit stairs.

Not really a problem. And Chrysalis certainly felt more at home in dark, rough places than in more illuminated, fancy ones. It was something she was more used to. Not to say she disliked the palace. She loved it more than her hive. She was just used to one thing more than the other.

The thought that she would live in this palace permanently was quite the cheerful thought. But she was still careful when it came to Celestia. After all, that alicorn was so desperate and harsh in her selfish wants to have her sister back, that she had quickly dumped Cadance in one of those cells down here too.

Chrysalis counted her blessings that she seemingly wasn’t in any of the cells they passed before they reached the Nightmare.

The changeling in pink disguise nodded to the guards, marching right in with her own.

She wrinkled her nose.

There was a strong smell of sex. A bit of a surprise despite her having heard how Nightmare was raped with the permission of Celestia.

Ponies were usually less eager for those sexual acts compared to changelings, making her briefly wonder if pony society was shifting. If they were, it was a welcome shift. The more sex ponies wanted, the easier it was to get in on some quick love.

And those ponies clearly were filling up Nightmare with love. She saw her, chained up, legs spread with a spreader bar, pussy slightly gaping as white spunk was leaking out of it as well as her well-used pucker. Her generous teats had some light bite marks on them as well, and the large puddle of cum on the ground clearly illustrated how often her holes were used as public property to the crown.

It was fascinating.

Chrysalis grinned a bit as she shook her head.

The Nightmare of course already had her head lifted from its hanging position, glaring at her.

“Finally decided to visit me?” she asked with a dangerous edge, clearly mistaken her for the pink alicorn.

A question the changeling mare mulled over. She could play along, but seeing how she had a job to do and nothing to really gain from this, she decided against it.

So she dropped her disguise.

Nightmare’s head snapped to attention as she shifted back into her natural form, the flames burning it away.

“Before you say anything. I am here on official business. The guards know about me,” she said, stretching her neck to work out some kinks.

The dark mare’s eyes narrowed at her in suspicion.

“What are you?”

“A changeling. Not that it really matters to you in your particular circumstances. I am here on behest of Celestia. Not ordered around by her, mind you, as I am a queen. Let’s just say I have to fulfil my end of a contract. Nothing personal.”

“I see,” the dark mare responded calmly, measuring her up. It made sense, seeing as she slightly remembers the guards mentioning those at the Nightmare Night event. Not that it explained why she was here.

Nightmare looked at her with clear suspicion.

“And your contractual responsibilities pertain to me? Has that old hag finally given up on her reformation spell ideas?”

It was faint, but a smug look could be seen forming on her face, albeit it did nothing to hide how tense she was. She knew something was coming. And Chrysalis knew that she knew, making her sigh.

“So to say. Her plan is despicable, even by my own standards. Alas, it is what I have to do for my race. A simple sacrifice to be made, even if you won’t feel better knowing this.”

“And what sacrifice would that be?” Nightmare asked, her eyes fixing on the by now glowing, crooked horn of the queen.

“Your mind.”

As those words left Chrysalis’s lips, her horn touched the Nightmare’s. She felt the mental hooks digging in as she was invaded. Then, slowly but surely she was sorting through her, analyzing her.

And then she started to temper.

Nightmare screamed loudly, wanting to trash her head around, but it was kept still by magic.

The changeling queen grunted in effort but continued regardless.

‘This will take a while.’

It did. Chrysalis wondered why it was taking her longer to work her mind magic, same as with Shining back then, before she gave it up, wondering if she had become lax in her abilities.

That didn’t mean she wasn’t making any progress.

In fact she was making a good head start here and was convinced she could get the basic setup in Nightmare’s mind in two weeks. She just wished she would be faster done with this work.

While it was interesting to spy into an alicorn’s mind, it was challenging. Longer lifespan meant more memories to work through, seal away and weave into this new personality. Just to try and work it all into a comprehensible baseline Luna. To, in a twisted sense, bring Celestia’s sister back.

Only not really.

She was made aware that Luna was still in there somewhere, but with how vast Nightmare’s mind was, it was an impossibility to find it. The literal needle in a haystack.

And if she failed, or even accidentally damaged the mind, harming Luna in the process, Celestia would let all tartarus break loose.

There was no need to find out if Celestia herself could be taken over by her own dark side. She was unpredictable and volatile enough as it is. A Nightmare Celestia, or...Daybreaker? If that was an appropriate name was something she had no interest in dealing with.

So she just returned to her stallion, her mouth curling up thinking how she would spend her time with him.

A little something to lift her mood was just what she needed.