At The Queen's Mercy

by Buster Knutt

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Queen Chrysalis, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Alternate Universe
Length: 7512

Captured by Chrysalis, Dusk expects the worst to come of it. As it turns out, the Dark Queen has a whole other use for her bound and gagged prince.

He should've seen it coming. All the signs were there. The whole thing had 'ambush' written all over it, and he wandered into it anyway. Too trusting, as usual. Now he found himself at her mercy, in the palm of the Queen he'd defeated so many times.

He expected her to torture him.

He expected her to kill him.

He didn't expect her to lay her hands on him in that particular way.

Kinks: size difference, femdom, mommy-kink, lactation, anallingus, femboy, enormous male endowments, excessive cum, cum inflation, impregnation.

Art by Kevinsano.

Published 2015-06-06 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2020-02-03 03:20:01 UTC

Servitude

Dusk briefly rattled the chains that bound his arms, knowing full well he was getting himself nowhere. Whether as a test to affirm their strength or reaffirm the futility of struggling, he jolted his arms forward. The chains hit their tether point, clanked loudly, and resisted without so much as a hint of giving way. He sighed loudly, giving slack to the chains and returning to his sitting position, hands above his head where the chains kept them elevated. The collar bolted tight around his neck prevented him from using his magic, and unless he suddenly developed super strength, it seemed like he was stuck here.

Through the anger it brought, through the humiliation, and though he was surely facing the end of his life, he had to admit... Chrysalis got him good. Her absence had allowed her to build up power and resources, both of those going into creating an entire fake village, with the members of her hive forming a beyond convincing pantomime. Then creating an entire town hall out of a magic-nullifying crystal? A move so clever he wished he'd have thought of it.

Another smart decision was not revealing herself until she'd already sprung the trap. No monologue, no villain cackle, no nothing. She'd definitely learned her lesson since the last bout between the two of them. He shook his head, feeling the large, bruised lump under the long ponytail on his head ache from where she'd struck him. Staying in disguise until the last minute, feigning her own confusion as the trap was sprung, and then a vicious club to the back of the head was all it had taken for her to win.

With another, long, slow sigh, he rested his head against the wall, eyeing up the ceiling of the dark cave he was in as he waited for her to make the next move in her master plan. The cave itself was spacious and large, lit by humming green crystal, pulsing and throbbing with a magic energy. The sound of water dripping somewhere in the innards of the cave kept his ears alert for any other strange sounds. The area he'd been bound to was as comfortable as a prison cell in a Changeling hive could be, he imagined. Beneath him as a bed was a bear hide, with a ragged pillow to lay his head on, thrown in almost mockingly due to the fact he couldn't move far enough to reach it.

Dusk's attention was suddenly stolen, ripped away from his thoughts, by the ominous echo of heels clicking through the darkness. He squinted briefly, trying to make out the figure approaching him through the cavernous hive, as if for a second he could trick himself into wondering who it could possibly be. With a resigned sigh and a heavy slump, he dropped back against the wall just as the glowing eyes of the Dark Queen made themselves visible from the abyss of the cave.

"I trust you're finding your accommodations up to snuff, dear Dusk?" Chrysalis asked, her voice dripping with smugness and sarcasm.

The Changeling Matriarch finally came into view, and it was a view that would've taken Dusk's breath away if it weren't for the fact the mere sight of her caused a wave of revulsion to roll over his body. Tall, dark, and beautiful weren't vivid or descriptive enough to paint the portrait of what Chrysalis was. Heels or no heels, the obsidian-bodied queen stood over seven feet tall, towering over even the largest of Dusk's kind and absolutely dwarfing his own five-and-a-half foot stance. The stunning measurements didn't stop with just her height, as Chrysalis possessed a body that appeared to have walked straight out of an adult fairy tail, breasts twice the size of Dusk's head, full and heaving. Her slim waist bottomed off by her enormous hips, nearly too large for Dusk to wrap his arms around, with thick, powerful thighs that seemed designed solely to crush the skulls of lesser males beneath her feet. Sloping and curving over those hips was a backside almost obscenely large, perfectly shaped, with each movement and sway of her hips being capable of stealing the breath out of lesser men.

She wore a black dress, as tight and as form-fitting as a second skin, mapping and gripping every single curve and ridge of her body. While she may have possessed the proportions of a breeding matriarch, underneath her clothing was a powerful body, toned and equipped with strong muscles, her rigid abdomen being visible through the tight dress she wore. Her smug expression, beautiful and tormenting, gazed down at the bedraggled Alicorn, glowing emerald eyes devouring every inch of his small, feminine, and vulnerable body. She licked her painted-green lips as she stared down at him, hungrily weighing up the little morsel before her.

"What's the matter, my sweetest prince?" she asked coyly, bending over with her hands on her knees and gazing down at the defeated Alicorn.

Dusk's eyes tried their best to avoid the mountainous cleavage Chrysalis was purposefully displaying for him, needing every inch of his resolve to keep his gaze away from the jiggle she accentuated them with. The Alicorn did not flinch, and the Queen noticed this.

She flashed her fangs in yet another devilish, beautiful smirk, her eyes glowing ever brighter for the briefest of moments before returning to a standing position. The Changeling Matriarch kept her hands on her body, an arm underneath her enormous breasts, perking them out ever further while her other arm was laid over her strong stomach.

"Have you no words for an old, dear friend such as myself?" she purred.

Dusk gritted his teeth angrily, the groan of desire she put on the word 'dear' hitting him in a place he didn't want it to. He felt his heart thump a little faster, his pulse quickening just a tad, and blood beginning to flow to places on his body he tried to stop. Chrysalis could see the effect such a small inflection had on the Alicorn. Hell, Dusk believed she could more than likely smell it on him from that distance.

She stepped closer to the Alicorn, hips swaying like trees in the breeze as she approached. With a snap of long, beautiful fingers, the Queen conjured up a fancy wooden chair just a short distance away from Dusk. With a look of confusion, the Alicorn watched the Changeling stride into the chair, sitting her heavy bottom down into it's comfortable embrace and staring down lustfully at her captive.

"I must say, Dusky," she purred, slipping a shoe off her foot and extending her leg, prodding Dusk in the chest with a soft-bottomed toe. "I thought getting a hold of you would've been a much... harder experience..."

As she spoke, specifically as she got to one specific word, Chrysalis dragged her foot down Dusk's torso, over his flat chest, down to his toned abdomen... and eventually over his groin. He grunted reactively, eyes widening as he felt the pressure on his groin. Chrysalis' grin spread ever wider, her plump lips parting and showing off her sharp fangs, a vicious smirk that dripped sexual hunger as she continued to stare at her prey.

"For someone who had proved themselves to be quite problematic to deal with, it comes as quite a shock to me that you were so easily disposed of," she chuckled, continuing to stroke his groin, her large foot easily finding his cock against his thick thigh and raising an eyebrow at it. "My, my, dear prince... it seems your list of magical accomplishments isn't the only long and tightly packed thing you possess, is it?"

Dusk didn't retort nor did he respond, he instead tensed his jaw, exhaling through tight nostrils as he tried to ignore the arousal surging through his body as the evil queen toyed with his length.

"It's no use, you know?" she asked, leaning back in the chair and using her other foot to stroke his chest, tracing and drawing tight circles around his sternum as her other foot continued to caress his cock. "You have my scent... soon, I'll be irresistible to you... not that I'd imagine you'd want to resist all that much. You don't want to hurt my feelings, do you, baby?"

She laughed quietly, a low, rumble in her throat that sounded almost uncharacteristically animalistic for her, letting the facade of sophistication slip to show off the true monster that hid beneath it for just the briefest of moments.

"Shall we have a look properly, then?" she asked, running her tongue over her upper lip as she stared lustfully at her plaything.

She raised her hand once again, her fingers snapping briefly and creating a sound that echoed throughout the cave. Her eyes and horn flashed for the briefest of moments, green fire sparking from the tips of her fingers a short instant before Dusk's clothing did the same. Panic consumed him at first, watching as green flames licked at the clothing he wore. He feared she was going to burn him to death, but after a short moment, he realised something: the fire produced no heat. He could not feel it burn, nor could he feel it at all. The only thing he felt was the change in temperature brought on by his expensive clothing burning away into nothing, slowly eaten seam by seam by the magical blaze Chrysalis had conjured up.

Her eyes followed the fire, watching her magical method of stripping Dusk down into his bare nothings with a twisted glee. Soon, the last scrap of cloth was reduced to naught more than air, leaving the feminine stallion exposed to the predator's hungry gaze.

"My, my... quite the walking contradiction, aren't we?" Chrysalis teased, tracing his torso as she spoke. "A body so lush and beautiful, I'd have thought you a mare of good stock had I looked at you from behind, but this..."

Her tone was possessed with hunger once more, eyes now beginning to pulse and glow like the crystals that lit the cave, as her foot returned it's attention to Dusk's wilting cock.

"This is something I'd have expected on a dragon," she giggled, Dusk's breath catching once again as Chrysalis toyed with his cock.

He was still soft, she could tell that much, but the beast that slept between his legs was beyond impressive. Without standing erect, the behemoth effortlessly reached to his knees, a darker purple than the flesh around it, resting atop balls each the size of a red apple. The Dark Queen licked her lips hungrily, both feet toying with his cock, one gently rubbing the tip between her toes and the other gently stroking circles into his heavy sack.

The purple femboy bit down on his bottom lip, the arousal becoming too much to bear, her touch too intimate to resist any longer. Dusk looked away in shame as Chrysalis locked her eyes onto his burgeoning erection, his cock becoming thicker and longer by the second. The Changeling Matriarch nearly laughed aloud from amazement once his purple obelisk stood at its full might. Thicker than her own forearm and standing just shy of sixteen inches, the monstrous cock that Dusk had kept hidden from her for so long was fully on display.

"Well, well, well..." Chrysalis giggled, her voice curling off into a lust-soaked growl at the end of her sentence as both feet returned to Dusk's cock. "Shall I tell you something, Dusk?"

He didn't answer. Of course he didn't.

"The strength of a Changeling hive is determined by it's genetics?" she asked, watching as a small river of pre began to gently trickle down the excited stallion's cock. "In order to grow a mighty fruit, you must have fertile soil and a healthy seed. I fit the first requirement beyond any standards one can measure, as you can very easily tell yourself-"

The Changeling squeezed her bust, Dusk's eyes drawn to her fingers digging into her enormous tit, nearly losing them in her titanic mammaries as she demonstrated her bountiful body.

"-but up until now, we've had to make do with weak seeds. Fathers from poverty, worthless commoners inbred three times over without what we need to truly become mighty," Chrysalis explained, feeling the heat of Dusk's juices as it reached the base of her foot. "But you... you are an Alicorn, and even before that, you were born of a high breed. The cream of the crop of Canterlot's finest specimen, a miracle child with power and potential to rival even the greatest of these lands... your seed will provide this hive with the strength it needs to reach heights never thought possible."

Chrysalis trailed off after a moment, losing herself in her enjoyment of teasing Dusk's leaking monster, her surprise being visible when the naked Alicorn finally spoke to her.

"What... makes you think I'll let you?" he growled.

"Dusk, please, try your hardest not to say things that insult your own intelligence as well as mine, yes?" she asked, jabbing a toe into his chest and cocking an eyebrow. "We both know I will take what I want from you, and we both know you have no hope to stop me... but it doesn't have to be like that."

"Let me guess... join you? Stand by your side and rule the world as husband and wife?" he spat.

"As cliche an estimation as it is a wrong one, dear Dusk," Chrysalis sighed. "No, the Changeling throne is one that shall be sat on by one monarch and one monarch alone. But..."

She dragged her feet back down to his length, using the sides of them to gently pump up and down his cock, gaining another quiet groan from Dusk.

"It takes more than one seed to grow an orchard, Dusk. I will take what I need from you, but it will not be enough. So I will need to take many more, over and over again, until you've sired a hive of champions," Chrysalis continued. "I will not offer you a throne... but I will offer you a chance to enjoy me."

"Meaning what, exactly?" he growled.

"When I harvest from you, I shall do so with you under my control. You will not think, you will not feel. All you will do is what I have instructed you to, and that will be the end of it," she spoke in a much more commanding tone. "What I am offering you... is the chance to experience me during these moments. More it to be something more than a simple milking session."

"Can you give me a brief moment to pick myself up after such a amazing offer?" he snarled. "The chance to have sex with the monster that kidnapped my sister-in-law, brainwashed my older brother, tried to kill my mentor, and slaughter my friends? What reason would I ever possibly agree to that?"

"Because, dear Dusk, whether you like it or not..." she grinned, leaning forward and blowing a kiss at him. "I'm the only friend you have left."

He spat at the feet of her chair for that statement.

Chrysalis rolled her eyes, leaning back in her chair and sighing, her fingers rubbing her temple as she spoke once again.

"Dusk, my love, you seem to misunderstand the situation you find yourself in," she began. "You have no magic, you have no chance of escape, and you have no hope of being rescued. Where you are right now, lying on a fur rug and chained to a wall, is where you will spend the rest of your existence."

"They'll come for me," Dusk retorted.

"Will they? Come where, Dusk? Where are you right now?" Chrysalis asked with a cocked eyebrow. "You don't know, do you? Are you still in Equestria? Are you still on the continent? Are you mere meters away from freedom or buried thousands of miles underneath the crust of the planet? Are you in the top of the cave or the bottom of it?"

"They'll come for me," Dusk repeated in a firmer voice.

"Oh, they may. But they'll never find you, Dusky," she cackled. "Since you're unaware, you're currently residing in a cave system roughly three hundred and seventy five meters beneath the surface of Yakyakistan. That same cave system has not yet been excavated by the local populace, meaning there are no entrances or exits, except via teleportation. The collar you're so lavishly modelling for me not only restricts your magic, it also hides you from any form of magical detection. So, let me set the scene for you-"

Dusk shivered once again as Chrysalis continued to stroke his cock with her feet.

"-even if your beloved friends come looking for you and even if they find my little trap, what will it do for them? I didn't leave a trail of candy to our location. They have no reason to even come anywhere close to where we are. Your magic is gone, they cannot sense your presence, the cave has no exits except via leaving with yours truly."

Dusk's eyes hardened, his mouth agape as he stared at Chrysalis in shock.

"You have no weapons, no hope of escape, and no chance of being found," she continued to explain. "All you are is my plaything. From this day forward until the day the sun ceases to rise. You will breed me as many times as I want you to, and you will not be given a choice in the matter."

"You... vicious..." Dusk began, losing the words in his throat.

"So I will say it once again: I am your only friend, and the embrace of my body is all you have to look forward to," Chrysalis smiled, her vicious, evil, calculating smirk causing the briefest burst of fury to well up in Dusk's heart before it all bled out into nothingness.

He hung his head, feeling empty as a drained wineskin as the realisation set in. Chrysalis watched him crack, her feet removing themselves from his cock, slick and wet with his pre-cum, as the Alicorn struggled to cope. He looked up at her once more, hardened eyes locking with her smug gaze, as she leaned forward once again, tilting her head ever so slightly as she asked him once more:

"Will you enjoy me, Dusk Shine... for it is all you have left to enjoy?"

Dusk's mouth opened briefly, tongue twitching for just the briefest moment, seemingly wanting to speak, only for his jaw to lock shut again and his head to lower. The Alicorn did nothing more than nod, an admittance of defeat as much as it was consent. The evil queen smiled, beautiful and monstrous, as she got to her feet. With a snap of her fingers, her chair disappeared, and with another small snap, so did her clothing.

Dusk looked up at the obsidian matriarch, the arousal coursing through his system doing nothing to alleviate the crushing defeat that filled him to the brim. Chrysalis ran her hands over her body; tits, stomach, and thighs squeezed and jiggling as she stared down at her newest acquisition.

"You will enjoy me, Dusk Shine," she smirked "As I will enjoy you..."

With that, the Queen made her first move. She stalked over to Dusk, straddling his wide hips and kneeling down, her enormous, mountainous ass pressed directly into Dusk's face thanks to the near two-feet difference in size. Dusk's heart thundered in his chest, his cock spurting pre once again as he caught the scent of what lay hidden between the Queen's cheeks.

Chrysalis grinded herself back against his muzzle, a short, curt moan falling from her lips. She could feel Dusk's entire body trembling with a mix of nervousness and arousal. Virginal fear poured off the strapping young lad, and Chrysalis grinned playfully at the concept of being his first.

With an evil giggle and a slow, quiet moan, she leaned herself forward onto her breasts, tits squishing underneath her and showing off their colossal size. Once resting comfortable with her enormous ass swaying gently in the air, she reached back and spread herself, revealing her treasures to her Alicorn slave.

Her pussy lips were a wet, bioluminescent green, arousal pouring down the insides of her thighs, and her tight, twitching ring shared the same glowing quality. The heat pouring out from both of them made sweat slick into the Alicorn's fur as his muzzle brushed feebly against her boiling cunt. Taking what he assumed was the hint, his tongue snaked out of his mouth and took one, slow lick across her pussy, only for a harsh grunt of disapproval to spill from Chrysalis' lips.

"Not there. You earn the right to that one," she said, like a mother scolding her misbehaving son. "If you want to use that tongue... you know where it has to go first."

Dusk gulped down loudly, nodding understandingly as he angled his muzzle just a tad further up. His tongue snaked out once again, a sense of apprehension to his lap, as he dragged his tongue over Chrysalis' gorgeous asshole. A shiver rocked through the Changeling Queen's titanic form, from toe-tip to muzzle point, as the Alicorn began to pleasure her, to worship her.

Dusk's tongue hesitated for yet another brief moment, causing a flare of annoyance in Chrysalis' chest, before his licking resumed. Then, not only did it resume, it strengthened. Then lengthened. She heard Dusk snort loudly, desperately sucking in air as he hurriedly slathered his spit all over her tight asshole. A grin stretched onto Chrysalis' painted maw, realising exactly what was happening with Dusk as he continued to kiss and lap her sphincter.

"Looks like somebody's got a fetish," she giggled playfully, pushing her fat ass back further against Dusk's sweaty muzzle.

She bit down on her bottom lip as Dusk took his next big leap, using that thick, powerful tongue of his to push past her ring and into her cavern, the heat of his wet tongue spreading through her innards like fire. Chrysalis purred loudly again, eyes fluttering for the briefest of moments.

"Mhm... the last lucky stallion that got to do this to me was your big brother," she taunted, her ass rubbing circles against Dusk's face as his tongue continued to jab inside her, exploring every inch of her asshole that it could reach. "It seems you boys have a taste for the finer things in life, doesn't it?"

Dusk didn't answer, he didn't even falter in his desperate devouring of her derriere. She assumed he hadn't even heard her, as he seemed to have lost everything he was to lust and could do nothing else more than focus on satisfying his newest craving.

Chrysalis' eyes opened wide for a brief moment as she felt a splash against her stomach, then accompanied by the sensation of Dusk's cock rubbing against her washboard abdomen. He was humping her abs, grinding his dick against her belly to try and get himself off.

"Like a dog in rut, aren't you, Dusky?" she smirked, reaching under her stomach and feeling the flood of pre-cum that was coating her belly.

Hot, thick, and heavy, the stallion continued to spurt and leak all over her, pouring more out of his length in a matter of moments than most other creatures would cum in and entire orgasm.

"You stallions are something else..." Chrysalis purred, indulging in her own little fetish as she felt Dusk's juices continue to spill out and soak her hand.

She soon retracted her touch from his length, allowing him to desperately hump her stomach once again as she brought her hand in front of her face. It wasn't simply soaked, it was well-painted. The stallion had applied as many coats of pre-cum as he'd been able to onto her hand, and the Dark Queen was wasting no time enjoying it. With a long, slow lick, she slurped up a line of pre from her hand, able to visible see the amount of cum coating it once a spot was licked clean. It was heavy on her tongue, pre as thick as glue that she loudly, hungrily swallowed down. The heat caressed her throat, a loud, heavy gulping sound following a groan of relief.

She could feel that first taste, the first lick, in her stomach like she'd just downed a mouthful of soup. She returned to her hand, looking more and more like a glazed candy in her horny eyes, and continued licking, just as desperately as Dusk continued to eat her ass. The tonguework kept them both entertained, the hunger that gnawed at their stomach being slaked and sated by the taste of the other.

Chrysalis felt content once she downed the last mouthful of his sticky pre, but as soon as she had no more left to slurp, the hunger returned in force. But just lapping at the run off wasn't enough for her. She needed to drink it, and that drink needed to be served directly from the tap. She tore herself away from Dusk, a whine pouring from his sweaty muzzle as Chrysalis' glorious booty was removed from his reach.

With a flick of her fringe, the queen repositioned, pivoting her gigantic body around on the smaller stallion and planting her face right in front of his cock. Her weight pinned his legs in place, his cock rested against her muzzle, still twitching and spurting pre from the excitement coursing through every inch of him. Chrysalis allowed him to coat her nose in pre, the scent of his thick cum and his thicker cock sparking off a wildfire inside her that she felt she was struggling to contain.

Without any hesitation, she cracked her jaws open and slithered out her snake-like tongue; an entire foot of thick, spit-slicked, glowing oral muscle wrapping around Dusk's twitching cock. They both moaned loudly, Dusk's head hitting back against the wall at the sensation and Chrysalis nearly drowning herself in the pre-cum she continued to milk into her maw.

His juice spilled down onto her tongue, running into the back of her throat and overflowing down her maw, spilling onto his thighs and coating her breasts in the lustful ichor. Her tongue wrapped around his cock and began to pump up and down it, every single drop of his essence enrapturing Chrysalis' taste buds, filling her mind with nothing more than thoughts of drinking his cum.

The flavour was thick and salty, warm and satisfying, as Dusk poured it down her throat. She hadn't even wrapped her lips around his cock yet, hadn't taken this goliath into her gullet, and she felt like she was about to explode. Part of her almost felt ashamed of her desire, that she was meant to be a monarch to set standards, and here she was, drooling over a cock like she was a desperate, virgin princess who'd never yet felt the pleasure of being bred.

But on the other hand, it had been such a long time since she'd gotten to experience a cock as mighty as this, nor had she had the chance to drink such delicious cum from such a delicious cock in gods-knew how long. Dusk Shine was hers and hers alone now, and she was going to sate herself with everything he had to offer until she couldn't stand to look at him anymore.

With a brief movement of her neck and a low, long suck, she closed her mouth around his titanic cock and began to swallow him down. Again, it felt like soup pouring from a pitcher with every spurt. Dusk was like a broken faucet at this point, leaking a constant stream of pre-cum so thick it threatened to choke her if she didn't swallow often enough. She could tell, she could smell, that Dusk was getting closer and closer to his limit.

He was biting down on his bottom lip nearly hard enough to burst it, every inch of his sweat-slicked body was trembling with excitement and desire, and his firehose of a cock was spurting and spraying thick, slopping pre into her mouth. Part of her wanted to him to last longer. She enjoyed the sensation of him in her mouth, feeling her taut lips stretch around his thick, boiling cock as soft, subtle neck movements dragged her up and down it. His shaft was slicked, with spit and cum, and each beat of his thundering heart caused his massive cock to twitch just as much.

Chrysalis could feel it expand in her throat every time blood pumped through it, the forearm-thick pole already nearly too big for lesser beings to handle stretching larger and larger for those brief moments. She looked up at him once again, his eyes screwed shut and his face contorted in pained pleasure. Her hands, soft and caressing, began to rub his body. The femboy's tight, toned abdomen flexed as her fingers began to rub it, massaging and soothing his knotted muscles in an attempt to relax him.

She rhythm-matched the movement of her hands with the sucking of his cock; every circle she completed, she'd go down on it, and then every other circle she'd pull herself back off. Slow, steady, and methodical... the manifesto she'd kept herself to while building the new hive was something she was keeping herself to when building her new wonder-boy to an orgasm.

His cock was big, his seed was potent, and his balls were virile, she could tell that much already. He was at his limit now, barely able to keep it together, so she decided to end him there and then. With a brief and mighty increase in speed, Chrysalis shot Dusk over the edge of orgasm and tumbling into the valleys of pleasure.

He slammed his cock as far back into her mouth as it would go, hilting deeper in her slutty throat as he began to blast her insides with his load. If she thought his pre was thick, then the viscosity of his actual fuck muck was something she was not ready for. As hot as soup and as thick as porridge, she could hear it gush and slop down her throat, spurted from his titanic cock and into the deepest reaches of her belly, filling it to the brim within a matter of seconds.

Chrysalis slid back from her fellatio, removing his cock from her mouth and watching it spurt cum several feet into the air above her. It splattered back down onto her body with enough force to feel as if she'd just been slapped across the ass. He continued to blow, spurt after spurt, rope after rope, of thick, boiling cum. Chrysalis was soaked, he was soaked, the cave floor around them was soaked to the bone and stinking of cum before he'd even finished.

When he finally did wind down, he looked ready to pass out, clearly exhausted beyond belief from the intense pleasure and the even more intense orgasm, Dusk seemed down for the count.

"No," Chrysalis said with a shake of her head. "That won't do at all."

She snapped her fingers, using her magic to clean up the pool of cum from the cave and then off the two of themselves. Magic was the thing that had cleaned up this little party, and magic was the thing that was going to keep it going. She rolled her powerful shoulders, the muscle in her body knotting and relaxing as she did so. She sighed quietly, her horn lighting up and her eyes glowing brightly... followed by the same green glow to emanate from her erect nipples.

Dusk looked up at Chrysalis as she approached him, a mix of caution and shame as she lay down beside him. Unsure of what she was planning, Dusk was taken by surprised when the changeling matriarch took his chin and guided his mouth to her nipple. His eyes darted up at her and then back down to her obsidian tit, before Chrysalis uttered one, single word.

"Suck," she commanded.

Dusk did as told immediately, latching his lips around her nipple and gently suckling from it. For the first few, brief moments, nothing more than the taste of her sweaty flesh was noticeable. But after that and with a shiver of relief, a fluid began to pour from Chrysalis' nipple and into Dusk's mouth. It was acidic and tangy, almost feeling like it crackled as it went down his throat, having a similar viscosity and sensation to soda. Dusk looked up at Chrysalis as she gently pressed her hand against the back of his head, squeezing his maw against her nipple even more as she gazed down at him.

"Good boy... good boy... drink up, and it'll give you all your energy back," she purred, stroking her fingers through his mane as he continued to drink from her fount. "Mommy's going to look after you."

Chrysalis uttered the statement in jest, poking fun at the circumstance the two of them found themselves in, only for the obsidian giant to catch a glimpse of Dusk's cock twitching, almost violently, upon the utterance of the word 'mommy'.

"Oh. Oh...," she purred in a smirking, understanding tone. "Somebody's a dirty boy, aren't they?"

Dusk's cheeks flushed purple as she broke eye contact with Chrysalis, ashamed at his reaction to what should never excite him. Chrysalis stuck the tip of her tongue out playfully, winking at the throbbing pervert currently suckling her teat.

"D'you want me to pretend to be your mommy?" she asked in a hushed, voice. "It'll be our little secret, nobody has to know?"

Dusk's answer wasn't vocal. Horrifyingly for him, it was anatomical. His cock, once wilting and drained, was now fully erect and rearing to go again, spurred on by the concept of Chrysalis' words.

"You do want it, don't you?" she smirked, stroking the bridge of his muzzle with a gentle thumb. "You want me to pretend to be your mommy so you can cream my pussy and get your mommy pregnant, don't you?"

His dick was practically ready to explode at this point.

"Then drink from mommy's tit and get big and strong, baby," Chrysalis winked, her gorgeous eyes looking down at Dusk with the perfect replication of love he needed to really get into this. "Then you can knock mommy up."

Chrysalis smirked, almost laughed audibly, at how much harder Dusk began to drink her liquid down, how much more he gulped with each mouthful. The mixture was what she used to nurse newborn drones, energising them and giving them the nutrients they needed to grow big and strong. And, in the case of Dusk's cock, he'd grown as big as as strong as he needed to to fulfil his duties for the hive.

"Alright, baby," Chrysalis said, removing Dusk's mouth from her nipple and licking what was left of the fluid off his lips to sample her own taste. "It's time for you to do your part for mommy's hive."

Dusk shivered with excitement once again as Chrysalis adjusted their positions, straddling his waist in a similar fashion to how she'd done it earlier, but this time there was a whole other appendage she wanted inside her. She grinded herself against his cock, playing with him teasingly, hotdogging his throbbing cock against her giant, black ass. The heat that radiated from his cock was as impressive as it was pleasant, the portable heater, throbbing with blood and desire, warming her bug-booty good and proper.

After what must've felt like an eternity of teasing for the poor child, she decided to give him what they both wanted. Chrysalis slid her ass up his chest as she prepared herself, her hand barely fitting around the tip of his cock as she guided it toward her entrance. She placed his thick, broad tip against her pussy lips, a river of arousal now running down his length and staining his crotch.

Chrysalis audibly heard his breath catch in his throat as the heat of her glowing, sugary pussy assaulted his length, a smile of pride coating her eternally-smug expression as she had the poor boy nearly dying before she'd even put it in. With a lick of her lips in anticipation, she gave him exactly what he wanted. She slipped the tip inside her, feeling an arm's thickness of cock stretch her underused cunt out to such a wide degree she felt that she might even struggle with him, something that never happened.

Inch after inch dragged them both closer and closer to nirvana at this point, Dusk feebly grabbing and pulling at his chains, desperate and aching to touch her ass, as she slowly lowered herself down further and further onto his throbbing cock. If she thought she might struggle with just the tip, she was truly beginning to doubt her own powers once she got to his medial ring. It acted as a roadblock for the briefest of moments, catching against her dripping petals for just slightly too long, the smug grin dropping off Chrysalis' face for what seemed like the first time this entire time.

Thankfully, both for Dusk's pleasure and her pride, when she properly dropped more weight into her backside, the ring popped inside her, stretching that green cunt out even further than before. She bit down on her bottom lip, eyes rolling back as she was stretched to her limit after barely hitting the halfway point on this massive cock.

His size was monstrous, something she'd never believe he possessed unless she'd seen it with her own two eyes and taken it with her own holes. Easily one of the biggest cocks she'd ever taken, feeling the tip of it slip into her womb before she was even at the base of it yet. She hissed in pleasure, mutterings of 'fuck' and 'yes' pouring out of her mouth involuntarily at this point.

After a final push and mighty hiss of satisfaction, Dusk's colossal cock had finally found its home inside Chrysalis, her belly stretching out several inches in front of her to accomodate the massive dick that was currently lodging inside her nethers.

"Are you ready, baby?" Chrysalis asked, looking over her shoulder and down at her sweating sperm donor. "Ready to cream mommy's pussy?"

Dusk nodded desperately, his sweat-slicked mane coating the small of Chrysalis back and the curve of her enormous, obsidian ass with run off. She licked her lips once again, leaning her titanic form forwards to get into a good riding position before giving Dusk exactly what they both wanted: a good, hard fuck. Her toned, strong body was built for this, and she was beyond ready to accept a loving and plentiful donation to the hive's strength levels.

She rode hard and rode fast, her attention focused on nothing more than making her strapping young lad pump her full of as many drones as she could take. Always a beast to value business over pleasure, Chrysalis allowed herself to slip into some enjoyable moments when working as well, and this was more than one of them. The girth of his cock was something she knew she was going to feel even after she'd given birth, as a stretching this monumental, this consistent, was something she'd more than likely struggle to walk properly from for a week afterwards.

On top of that, the length was perfect. Being as big a girl as she was, Chrysalis often had to manufacture something that would fill her halfway, nevermind make her feel as full as Dusk's obelisk did inside her right now. Each shot stretched her womb, bulged her out, and pushed her closer and closer to what felt like it was going to be one of the most powerful orgasms she'd ever had.

She could feel her own body beginning to perspire, sweat coating her from head to toe, soaking her mane, causing her thick, curvy figure to glisten with sweat. The light caught off the wet coating, shining and glinting with each movement of her fat, black ass. She slapped it down harder and harder onto Dusk's cock with each passing minutes, slightly worries of damaging his small frame being in the back of her mind, but being largely drowned out by the throbbing pleasure brought on by the monster cock currently rearranging her guts.

She'd do this with him for a thousand years. Even if she didn't need his seed for anything, she'd ride this cock when she had nothing else to do and until she couldn't stay conscious anymore. Chrysalis had tasted love from a thousand different creatures, but had never felt it herself as much as she felt it for Dusk's fat, throbbing cock.

He was leaking again. She could feel it pouring into her womb. no doubt seeding her from that and that alone. But it wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed every fucking drop this beautiful little twink could give her, and she wasn't going to stop until his nuts were empty and his cock was spluttering.

She could tell he was getting close, those cute, raspy breaths and tremors that wracked his tiny body were back in force. Her womb was already nearly full from the pre-cum he'd pumped into her, and she was desperate to see just how much he'd pump into her cunt by the time her pussy had finished working him.

Though, from how it sounded on his end, she wouldn't need to wait all that much longer to find out. It was the eleventh hour for Dusk, then and there, and she was drooling with excitement over getting seeded by such a beautiful and perfect partner as Dusk. With the final few slaps of her gigantic backside against his pussy-soaked crotch, Dusk couldn't hold back anymore.

"M-Mommy..." he grunted under his breath as he unloaded himself into Chrysalis.

His cock went off like a cannon this time, the first shot of cum physically making Chrysalis' belly blast outwards, gaining a scream of pleasure from her as this sensation brought her to her own orgasm, cunt clamping down on his cock and making sure neither of them were going anywhere for a while.

She gritted her teeth excitedly as Dusk's orgasm just kept going. Her belly was full and was soon beyond that, her obsidian skin stretching and ballooning outwards as gallons and gallons of thick, creamy cum slopped and sloshed around inside her well-fucked womb.

She knew she was pregnant at this point. There wasn't anything she was more sure of in this world than Dusk have inseminated every fucking inch of her body right then, right there. The feeling was euphoric, her pussy spasming and leaking as she rode his cock through her orgasm, feeling his hot cum filling her up bigger and bigger until she could lick her belly from merely looking down.

She had all she needed, and she was ready to get to work. She pulled herself off his cock, uncorking the bottle, so to speak, and allowing all of that cum to blast out of her well-packed womb. It slopped loudly onto the floor, like something throwing a bucket of porridge against a wall, as it soaked both of their legs. She watched her belly go down, her fingers on her skin as she felt it recede and shrink from how far out she'd been stretched, looking back at Dusk as he twitched and groaned.

Soaked in his own load and absolutely exhausted, Dusk looked as if he was ready to pass out. Chrysalis, just as dizzy and just as tired, clambered to her feet, the tensing of her muscles again causing more thick cum to jet out of her cunt. She swayed briefly, her entire middle half feeling disconnected and sore from the vicious pounding, as she looked down at Dusk.

She crossed her arms over her tits, seeing him look up at her with tired, yet gorgeous, eyes, and she felt a pang of emotion in her cold, dead heart. With a heavy sigh and a roll of her eyes, she snapped her fingers, removing the chains from Dusk's arms that bound him to the wall, and replacing it with a chain in his collar that she held as a leash. With a gentle tug and a mocking whistle, Chrysalis gestured for him to follow her.

"Since you've been such a good boy for mommy today, you get to sleep in her bed tonight," she cooed at the panting stallion as he almost-drunkenly clambered to his feet. "Aren't you just the luckiest creature?"

Dusk nodded feebly.

"Keep that up... and maybe we'll see about getting you a better room somewhere nicer than this, yeah?" she asked, gently kissing Dusk on the forehead as he collapsed into her bosom. "Yeah... that's mommy's good boy. Come on now, dearest Dusk. It's time for bed. Let's get you cleaned up and snuggled in for a good, long rest."