A Change in Strategy

After the meeting with the Queen, Chitis was escorted from the throne room by two burly warrior-caste drones. They each had thick chitinous armor sections, and were armed with small spikes and blades to use in close quarters fighting. Ahead of them walked the Queen, her presence so powerful that the sheer proximity made Chitis' head throb. There was such an overwhelming sense of control about her, and it gave the smaller changeling a slight thrill knowing that this woman could snap both her mind and body in half like a toothpick if she so desired.

The entourage left the parts of the hive that Chitis was familiar with. Gone were the cavernous spaces and vaulted ceiling arches constructed by senior builders. Here, in the depths, the walls rippled with waves of hardened spittle. The entire half-circle of the tunnel was an inky black, with only the slightest oil-like sheen covering the surface. The sconces carved from the walls burned with an emerald fire, casting flickering shadows while providing no warmth. It gave the Queen of the Changelings an ever more intimidating air as they walked deeper, and deeper still.

Finally, Chitis' anxiety pushed through the overwhelming smothering sensation of the Queen's pheromones, and she finally spoke, "My Queen? Where are we going?"

Chrysalis jumped, almost as if she had completely forgotten Chitis was here, and then she gave a small titter, "I had almost forgotten what walking with an Automi was like. No warrior or drone ever asks why or where."

After a few moments of silent contemplation, Chrysalis spoke again, her tone was softer, more like she was reminiscing than answering, "We have not had a Proxima in many spans of years, Automi Chitis. And so we must go to the ancient caverns, the ones deep beneath the earth, to access the right equipment for granting your boon."

This did not make Chitis feel any less anxious. In fact, it gave her many more questions.

Chrysalis smiled again, her white fangs gleaming in the emerald light, sensing the young changeling's curiosity multiply tenfold, "You will learn by doing for now, Automi. No more questions until I allow it."

Chitis shut her mouth and walked silently behind the Queen. As they went, she could not help but marvel at Chrysalis' figure, as she imagined every changeling did when faced by their Queen. As large as an alicorn, her exterior glistened in the firelight. Her skin was the same shade as the rock around them, as though she had been formed by the sheer will of the hive rather than born. Her smooth contours were of the most pleasing shape, and the fluted holes of her legs were perfectly crafted and maintained. The Queen's four gossamer wings made slight susurrations as she walked, like the robes or cloaks the ponies wore.

Finally they arrived. The downward sloping tunnel terminated in a large set of black double doors, the construction nearly sealed by time. The Queen gave the doors a shove of magic, and they parted revealing the wonder beyond.

Chitis gasped and rushed past her Queen, who gave her an irritated yet fond look. The young scientist stared around herself in disbelief. Tubes and pipes of flexible builder spittle still pumped with a thick green fluid. Ancient changeling machinery used for the design and testing of new changeling breeds sat in neat rows along the sides of the room, a glass-like pane showing the interiors of all to be empty save for the nutrient rich goo that stood ready to spawn more of Chitis' kind.

Finally Chitis noticed something odd, and likely the reason she was here. In the center of the room there stood an obsidian table. It was oddly shaped, like a fat cross, and was completely smooth on the top save for four small protrusions. Above the table hung suspended several arm-like contraptions with various devices on their ends. They quivered as though alive, though Chitis was sure that was just the pressure of the fluid inside them that kept them rigid.

Chitis jumped as she heard a grinding sound from behind her, and turned to see her Queen just locking the door to the tunnel. The guards were nowhere to be found. Adrenaline returned to Chitis in a rush as she realized she was now alone with the Queen in this dimly lit, locked room.

"M-my Queen?" She stammered. There was a green flash as Chrysalis' eyes turned to her young disciple, and a constellation of sparkling white fangs showed as she grinned wolfishly.

"Automi Chitis," the Queen said, slowly stalking forward, "while we are alone here, you may dispense with the formalities. Call me Chrysalis, for soon you and I will share a more intimate bond than you have ever known."

Chitis gulped and unconsciously backed away. She gave a small yelp as her hindquarters touched the slick, cold surface of the wall behind her. Chrysalis gave a throaty chuckle as she advanced, and placed a hoof gently on the smaller changeling's face.

Powerful waves of emotion flooded Chitis at her Queen's touch. Devotion, awe, subservience, desire... her heart hammered inside of her throat, and she breathed deeply through her open mouth. A green blush rose on her onyx cheeks, and her blue eyes looked with longing up at her Queen.

Again, Chrysalis' white fangs shone brightly in this darkness, and she whispered to the smaller mare, "Are you ready, Automi, for your ascension?"

Chitis' legs felt weak and aflame, as though she had run a thousand miles and could collapse at any minute, "Y-yes my Qu-, yes Chrysalis."

Their lips parted and met. Chitis breathed deeply of the heady scent of her Queen, tasting her essence timidly. Without remorse, Chrysalis took control, pulling the other changeling into her, using her longer serpentine tongue to its full advantage.

Chitis was surprised at the softness of her Queen's lips. They were plush and giving, and the passionate kiss broke with a thin glistening trail hanging between the two. Chitis could barely think, could feel the Queen's desire pulsing through her in time with her own heartbeat. The Queen's will was unshakable, undeniable.

"You know what to do next, don't you my pet?" Chrysalis growled softly into Chitis' ear. Chitis felt the long unused muscles of her sex clench as a shiver ran down her spine. Her eyes were hazy and unfocused, and she practically drooled the words, "Yes... Chrysalis..."

Chitis walked over to the dais in the center of the room, and climbed unsteadily onto the table. The four nubs quivered and morphed, revealing large holes in the center of each. Holes that perfectly fit Chitis' limbs. She slotted all four hooves into place, spread-eagled before her monarch, and the restraints tightened. They bit just deep enough to cause a mewl of pain from their captive, but a thrill ran through her at the same time. She could not escape now, did not want to escape. She stared at the beautiful emerald eyes of her Queen as she approached, and drank of that heady musk that now filled the entire chamber.

Fuck... breed, I need to breed... her mind raced, and she panted for breath.

Chrysalis took in the sight of one of the most brilliant minds of her colony, panting with need beneath her. And she decided that it was good.

Chitis could feel arousal practically dripping from her unused pussy, and felt the shame of it spur her lust even higher. Was there nothing she could do that wouldn't cause her to fall more madly to lust?

The Queen observed her ward's aching sex with a tender eye, "You have not taken one of the drones to satisfy yourself?"

Chitis, barely able to think, shook her head, "No, I am sorry Chrysalis. I was always too busy, and so I satisfied my own desires if they ever came to me."

The Queen tutted, "Well, you will be no match for my royal girth, then. Let's help you along so that I don't have to remake your pelvis after we're done."

And so saying the Queen buried her face in Chitis' gleaming flesh. Chitis immediately screamed from the sensation, head bucking and restraints biting into her wrists and ankles. Lightning crackled up her spine making her vision go white as an unbelievable sense of relief and pleasure flooded her brain with endorphins. She came in seconds, her muscles spasming and legs kicking. Her eyes watered with the intensity of it, and her jaw clenched so tightly she was worried she'd crack a tooth.

"Gods!" She gurgled as Chrysalis pulled away, "Please, my Queen, please don't stop!"

Chrysalis laughed. A cruel laugh, and a belittling one, "What did I tell you about calling me Queen? You will address me by my name here, Automi."

Chitis nodded with tears in her eyes, "Yes, Chrysalis, yes! Anything you ask!"

Chrysalis clicked her tongue in mock disappointment, "I think you deserve a bit of punishment for your transgression."

Chitis wilted, "Punishment?"

The Queen said nothing as she moved smoothly around the bound changeling, sliding a hoof possessively along Chitis' skin as she did so, causing the smaller changeling to writhe and jolt. Chrysalis' horn was surrounded by a green glow momentarily, and one of the massive bio-mechanical arms that loomed above the table jerked to life.

It held what looked to be some kind of stinger or syringe that dripped with thick green slime. Pure, concentrated, distilled Love. For Changelings it was food, it was fuel, and it was the essence of their transformation.

The barb stabbed downwards, impaling Chitis in the arm. She cried out in shock, but there was no pain. A warmth began to spread from the vein it had pierced, a gentle euphoria that swept up the last shattered ashes of coherence Chitis had been holding on to.

"Ooohhh..." Chitis moaned, eyes unfocused, as she felt every muscle in her body slowly relax, "that... feels good Chrysalis..."

"Hush, child," the queen said with a smile, "save your strength. For the real pleasure is yet to come."

How... how could it possibly... Chitis' mind wondered in a blur. She could not think, could hardly feel. Her body buzzed with a tingling sensation, her nethers flowed freely, clenching and unclenching of their own accord as though they were milking a phantom cock.

She groaned again as a wave of sensation overtook her, and her body shuddered. Another arm descended, and this one fixed itself to her nose and mouth, creating a seal. She felt a warm breeze flow into her nostrils and then-

Lust. It was the pheromone of lust. And not just any, the Queen's. It commanded her body to become ready. It commanded on a deep and instinctual level to breed for the good of the hive.

The Queen decided that Chitis was ready. From the moment the doors had shut, Chrysalis had been anticipating this. She had not gotten to fuck an unused hole since Shining Armor's tight ass before their "wedding", and her ovispositor had slowly snaked from its sheath, twitching and leaking fluorescent green pre-cum onto the floor. She'd have been a bit embarrassed if her mate wasn't currently almost comatose with desire for her.

She moved back around to observe Chitis' winking marehood. The supple green folds had been surprisingly pliant upon first tasting. Stiff, but resilient, as was to be expected of a changeling who had never received Love through the direct method.

Chrysalis rose and placed her front hooves on either side of the smaller mare's heaving chest. The tapered tip of her shaft rested on Chitis' stomach, and the length of it slid across the eager slit that almost seemed to pull against the Queen's shaft trying to suck it in. Chrysalis smiled as the smaller changeling bucked and rocked as the hot surface of her cock slid against Chitis' folds and clit. Chrysalis gave a few experimental thrusts, grinding the ridges of her shaft against the smaller mare, and was rewarded with heavily slurred moans of pleasure.

Chitis, for her part, was in ecstasy. Every time the queen moved it felt like her heart was going to explode. The concentration of lust pheromones flooding her nostrils and the pure Love flowing into her veins formed a cocktail that reduced her thoughts to sludge and her will to putty.

"Can you hear me, my sweet?" it seemed like the voice of a god drifted to her on clouds of euphoric pleasure.

"Yesss..." Chitis hissed out, breathing more of the perfumed musk.

"Your body is going to change. You will emerge from this cocoon of Love and pleasure with new powers and new urges. Do you accept?"

Accept? Accept? How could she refuse?!

Chitis giggled slightly and said, "Of course, Chrysalis! Anything to serve you."

"Good girl," Chrysalis purred, and rammed her cock deep into Chitis' nethers.

Chrysalis savored the sensation, biting her lip as her own eyes threatened to roll. The tight cunt of the smaller mare was beautifully lubricated, providing only the friction needed to stimulate illicit pleasure. The fit was perfectly tight, and the walls of the submissive drone squeezed and pulsed in a manner that no pony mare could hope to match. Changelings' control over their own bodies was so much more precise that even in this feral state, or perhaps because of it, Chitis could milk her mate exactly according to their preferences.

Chrysalis' tongue lolled as her cock was swallowed by the searingly hot depths of Chitis' marehood, and she was locked in place momentarily as shudders of ecstasy ran down her own spine. Then she slowly began to thrust. By the heavens this Automi's pussy felt divine. Chrysalis realized that it had been years since she'd had a proper changeling cunt wrapped around her cock like this. She layed eggs every year, but was rarely on the giving end of such an exchange. The Changleing Queen let herself savor the feeling. The back and forth rocking motion, the soft slap of their hips connecting, the squelch of a wet pussy being filled to the brim.

Chrysalis didn't try for pillow talk, she knew that Chitis likely wouldn't be able to respond. Instead, she leaned forward over the mare and let her hips take control. She could feel the muscles in her pelvis contracting, convulsing, and purposefully redirected the pull from her egg sac to the special pocket of royal jelly that was stored within her at all times. Her body shuddered at the change, and the tip of her shaft began to feel hot, as though it was being poked with a burning needle.

Gods, am I close already? It really has been too long, she thought.

A wet plap, plap, plap resounded through the chamber as hips met and Chitis' ass rippled from the force of the impact. Every blow brought another feral grunt of pleasure guttering out of her throat, and her pussy milked and creamed along the Queen's shaft for all that it was worth.

Change, something said in her mind. Dominating, commanding, undeniable.

You must change, become more, change...

Chrysalis was close now, her throbbing cock felt feverish, and she increased the tempo, slamming with godly strength down into the cunt of the younger mare. Chitis screamed as Chrysalis bit down on her neck hard, and then the Queen came with a roar.

Royal jelly exploded from the tip of the ovipositor, completely filling the vestigial womb of the changeling scientist, and backflowing into the canal where it spilled out around the Queen's meaty cock. Glowing green goo splattered onto the floor in waves as Chrysalis' shaft pulsed again and again, her mouth locked open in a silent scream of sheer satisfaction.

Change came to Chitis' body, as the Queen said it would. Plates shifted, chitin cracked and expanded, muscles grew taught and thick. Chitis felt something snap together in her mind, and a flood of new information exploded into her cranium. She could see Specks waiting anxiously outside the throne room. She could see a team of changeling researchers debating what went wrong with the siege of Canterlot. She could see Mandible, that dullard, taking out her frustrations with her work by being pounded from behind by a warrior. She could see it all, and she knew it all.

After a few more seconds of rigor estrus, the Queen slipped backwards, stumbling out of Chitis. Green fluid gushed from the mare's used pussy and added to the growing pool on the floor. The restraints unlocked, and the appendages from the ceiling reluctantly withdrew at the Queen's command.

Chitis had changed. She was taller and broader, now, than the other Automi. She had a small sheet of turquoise changeling hair hanging to the side of her face. Her features were sharper, more angular, and her muscle mass had increased substantially.

"Perfect," Chrysalis whispered, out of breath, "just... perfect."