Deep in the heart of an inhospitable desert was a city of ebony, a tower sailing through the bleak sky as a dark beacon of paradise. This city was the Changeling Kingdom, a testament to the durability of the apex creatures’ legacy. A city of shapeshifters and emotivores, the Changelings were renowned as the greatest spies, rogues, supporters and paramours in the world.

Being a city of shapeshifters who feed on emotions, they pride themselves on their ability to empathize with any being they come across, and have dedicated themselves to being the world’s leaders in cognitive studies and emotional healing. While they prefer to keep a friendly relationship with all of their allies, they’ve chosen to seclude their home for the safety of their dwindling numbers.

At the head of the Changeling’s great endeavor was Queen Chrysalis, a Changeling Queen who promised to usher in an era of not just safety for the Changelings, but an era of love one day as well. Due to the current climates of the World Council, however, her plans were dialed back somewhat as the threat of some ominous force looms on the horizon.

“Ugh, Ponies and their stupidly vague prophecies,” she remarked, lying back on her tanning bed.

The Queen herself laid across a large stone balcony, her nine-foot tall body taking up nearly the entire space. Her carapace was a light peach, with orange fur cascading around her collarbone, hanging over her K-cup breasts. Her midriff was encased in a ridged chitin, lime-green in its sheen as it wrapped around her supple curves. She splayed her massive purple moth-like wings as she laid there, soaking in the sunlight while she brushed her luscious green mane, a large peach horn protruding through it.

“Honestly, why can’t they just write warnings like normal creatures? ‘Oh, there’s going to be a demonic skorpion that erupts a volcano in three hundred years, bring a staff with Rubies in it’. ‘We’re going to be attacked by a great wood beast that represents vengeance of the forest, plant trees everywhere so it can’t attack the village’. I mean, seriously, how hard is it to just write something down?” Chrysalis rambled. “What do you think, daughter?”

Turning to another body laying next to her, Chrysalis eyed her daughter, Mesosoma. The Princess was green for most of her body, save for her belly and chest, with three diamond-like beads embedded into her collarbone. Her eyes were a solid purple, and though her main horn was quite short, she had two pincer-like antlers on either side of her head. Though she wasn’t as shapely as her mother, she was still quite supple, about six and a half feet tall with I-cups.

“Oh, I don’t know, mom,” she said, twiddling her fingers. “I like the mystery it gives the situation.”

“But how many must suffer while Spirits knows who tries to figure out what to do?” Chrysalis asked, her sky-blue eyes narrowing on her daughter. “If you’re to take my place one day as heir, you need to know the difference between fitting in with the other leaders and actually doing something worthwhile for your subjects.”

Mesosoma sighed as she laid back once more, sunbathing next to her mother while they laid there quietly.

“My Queen!” a drone screamed.

It shocked both Chrysalis and Mesosoma out of their quiet time to turn to a male drone who was at first worried, and he is now shocked seeing the curvy bodies of both royal mares in front of him.

“KYAA!!” Mesosoma screamed covering her chest. “PERVERT!!” she said, running inside.

“Would you care to explain why you would interrupt our sunbathing time?” she asked, standing up. Her chest bouncing slightly with each step she took.

“A-a thousand apologies, my royals!” he said, turning away. “T-there’s been-”

“Look me in the eye while speaking to me!” Chrysalis said.

“Right!” he said, turning around to almost face-plant into her chest. “Um-”

“Eyes. Up.”

“Yes!” he said, face flushed. “T-there’s been some kind of… I-I don’t know how to describe it, your majesty, but there are Ponies invading near the North Gate, and they… they’re, stripping down and having sex with everyone.”

“... are you making this up because you think you can get lucky in this situation?” Chrysalis hissed. “I’ll humor you and give you a chance at the next Blood Bowl, should you survive the tournament.”

“NO! No, my Queen, there is a large cloud of purple mist rolling over the mountains! See!?” he said pointing over the balcony.

Chrysalis pushed the drone aside and gasped as she looked out over the city. The drone’s report of a purple haze was accurate, as the cloud was rolling close to the North Gate. She rushed inside, past her bed where Mesosoma was hiding beneath the covers, and charged into her personal armory. She donned a black loincloth, white stockings and gloves and armored them with Silver plates, wrapping her breasts before clamping on her silver-plated bra and crown.

“Stay with Princess Mesosoma and escort her to find both Princess Trachea and Princess Ocellus,” Chrysalis said, pushing the drone inside. “Make sure they and the rest of the city are escorted out the South Gate and make for the Macintosh Hills.”

“My Queen, we’re abandoning the city?” the drone asked.

“Only until either I or one of my soldiers can tell you it’s safe. Now, take care of her.”

With that, the Queen flew off the balcony, leaving the drone with the still naked Mesosoma.

“Uh… I’ll just wait outside,” he said nervously.

“Please do.”

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“What is this?” She said to herself as she saw first hand what was going on. Queen Chrysalis stares down the blackened crystal towers at her city’s borders, gripping her magical whip in both hands. Not only that, but several of her changelings were no longer their multi-colored selves but rather their chitin was more of a black and green chitan covering them, and doing a multitude of strange acts. Stripping out of their clothes, worshiping the crystals and some chanting strange remarks as well as drawing runes she never seen before. Staring at the crystals that were surrounding the borders of her city, she cursed the one Queen she knew that could cast such magic.

“This has to be Umbra’s doing, but to go this far?” She thought to herself as she walked forward. “Damn it, I thought we were allies in this struggle!”

As she was walking forward, there were some changelings who were resisting the mist's effects as they were running away. They were being escorted by a few guards that were still mentally stable and have yet to go lust crazy. They spotted their queen and bowed their heads seeing her.

“Report,” She demanded stopping to assess the situation.

“My… m-my Queen,” the guard said, panting. “The situation is… dire. The mist, it’s turned everyone crazy! They’re stipping down, worshipping the crystals, and singing strange tunes, I… I can’t help but-”

“Stay focused!” she said, grabbing him by the collar. “You need to-”

She stopped as she heard the street beneath her crack. A pillar of black crystal shot from the ground, flooding the area with more of the purple mist. The few Guards that were aware enough managed to fly away in time, though a few were caught in it, coughing and moaning as they writhed on the ground.

“Take whatever civilians you can find and run!” she screamed at the drone in her hands before throwing him.

The pillar of crystal split open, a large erotic shape of a mare strutting out of it.

“Hello, dear Chrysalis,” a familiar mare said.

Queen Chrysalis gaped as she saw Queen Umbra emerge from the crystal, though the mare had changed drastically since they last met. Her eyes had been changed from a lively blue to a harsh red with slits, and instead of the skimpy armor the Queen was known for, she wore what looked like a harem dancer’s outfit, though the solid bits were made of dark purple crystals while the drapes were made of condensed mist, giving her an ethereal air. The outfit hid no part of her anatomy, the bits over her nipples hollowed out to let the black nubs free while the mist over her hips didn’t even try to cover her moist pussy.

Umbra approached with a bouncy strut, licking her lips and fangs as she eyed the Queen of Changelings like a seven-course meal at a buffet.

Growling, Chrysalis twisted her wrist and cracked her whip at the Shadow Queen, a shot which was intercepted and blocked by a tentacle formed from the purple mist.

“You dare to come into my kingdom and attack my Changelings like this!? If you don’t retreat now and pay for whatever damage you’ve already done, I’ll-”

Umbra’s shadow mixed with the mist as she rocketed up to the Queen of Changelings. Before Chrysalis could react, the mist bound her wrists above her head as Umbra’s body became physical. The Changeling Queen gasped as Umbra pushed her icy cold hands up her silver bra, groping the Changeling as the mist that held her penetrated her chitin with an intense heat.

“Would you truly deny this from your subjects?” Umbra spoke, her voice a melody in Chrysalis’ ears. “To think you’d campaign for love and open relationships amongst your people… yet, you’d fight this?” she said, pinching her nipples. “You would be wise to not deny The King his gift.”

“G-gift? What… what do you mean? What King?” Chrysalis asked.

Umbra simply smiled and pulled Chrysalis into a kiss. Despite her predicament, Chrysalis was compelled to open her mouth and rolled her tongue against Umbra’s own, the Queen dancing in each other’s mouths. As they made out, Chrysalis’ eyes widened when she felt a surge of magic pour from Umbra’s tongue, the spicy taste shocking the Changeling out of her lust.

Her horn glowed as she bat her wings, blasting Umbra with a wave of concussive force while she cleared the air around her. Queen Chrysalis was left panting as Umbra chuckled.

“My my, and you were so fast to get into it. It seems we’ll have to wring that fight out of you before you accept the gift.”

Chrysalis could easily guess what she meant, seeing as she was shaking visibly and her pussy was already dripping.

The kiss had poured in some kind of magic, she knew, as she could feel the world start spinning around her, all sense of direction fading away as all focus went to Umbra’s erotic outfit.

Everything about her, the rings that held ribbons beneath her nipples, to the bands around her wrists and ankles, even the little mini-mini skirt that couldn’t even reach halfway to her crotch, the world seemed to focus purely on Umbra’s sexual presence.

Chrysalis stretched her whip out in both hands before flying into the air.

Her whip cracked at the mist, forcing Umbra to return to her Shadow form as magic pelted the purple haze. It was a battle of pure willpower for the Queen to still scream and defy the encroaching mist, her subjects all partaking in intercourse around her. She fired every spell she could think of, cracked at every tentacle that approached her, but the battle was already lost the moment the Queens had kissed.

Her movements were sluggish, and already she was panting from the overflowing desire that drenched her nethers, the spells she was casting losing power as her magic reserves dwindled. Whenever she’d turn to try and fight back against a different approach, a tendril from the mist would whip out, striking her armor and stripping her down. Her breasts were exposed now, and every time she tried to retaliate, the mist snagged on and crawled up her legs, dragging her down into the darkness below.

With a mighty cry, she swung as hard as she could, only for Umbra to catch the whip in her hands. The Swarm Queen desperately struggled to pry the whip out of the Crystal Queen’s grasp, but she was too focused on the weapon to notice the mist seizing her legs. It rolled up past her thighs and separated into tentacles around her waist before licking up the length of her pussy’s lips and prodding her ass.

The Changeling Queen cried out as she came, the mist producing more tendrils to grasp her as her body stopped fighting the surge of lust. Her senses soon followed the crash of her body as she was pulled into the dark mist, the world dulling as she felt a warm embrace like never before.

The mist caressed her body sensually, the warmth of the ancient magic tracing across her hips and breasts as her areolas were lined with crystals that poured out more mist, cascading her body in the purple haze.

As she moaned, a familiar tongue entered her maw, Umbra returned to continue their passionate make-out session. The Queens embraced each other, Umbra reaching down past the new skirt that had formed along Chrysalis’ hips, and grasped the Changeling’s supple cheeks. She pulled them apart, granting the tentacles access.

Chrysalis screamed as her mind was overwhelmed, the mystic power of the fog claiming her while Umbra straddled the Changeling’s ridged midsection.

Chrysalis could only huff and pant as she was given a thorough treatment, and with Umbra on her lap, she was given an equally stunning show, as the Shadow Queen’s tits bounced in her face, small droplets of milk dripping out with every jiggle.

Chrysalis’ tongue slowly approached the gem-wrapped nipple, slowly circling around the areola before Umbra leaned forward, groping herself to squirt her milk straight into the queen’s mouth.

As Chrysalis suckled it down, the magic in the milk washed through her, causing her body to change as well.

Her glossy peach carapace started darkening with every gulp, the darker spots on her body changing at a different pace, leaving bright spots instead. The crest of fur darkened and thinned out, leaving only a small patch of green fuzz above her chest. Her own breasts swelled and her nipples poked out farther the slightest bit, sloshing with milk as the magic started enchanting her mammaries. Her thighs and ass started to expand as well, and she started to thrust herself onto the tentacles as she lost herself to the rhythmic fucking. Her mane’s green sheen darkened to a greenish hue, her eyes darkening as her pupils dilated into slits. The Queen’s fangs elongated as she greedily suckled harder on Umbra’s breasts, the Shadow Queen moaning as she summoned a few more tentacles.

Umbra was also penetrated as she cradled her arms around Chrysalis’ head, the darkness of the mist encompassing the two as a deep chuckle reverbed through the immaterium.

As the Queens climaxed, The crystals that held their enhanced erotic parts glowed, and the mist carried them into the void, leaving the crystal towers to grow and cast their shadows over the Changelings, who slowly fell to the corruptive lust.

“So, how do you feel?” Umbra giggled as she hugged the changeling's ass.

“I feel… great…” she panted.

“Good, the master is going to be so pleased when he sees you,” She added, giving her bosom a nice squeeze, letting milk dribble from her nipples. “He should be arriving soon.”

“Master?” she asked in confusion. Soon as she asked that question, a stranger dark mist appeared behind her. His eyes opened and the dark red slits eyed his new playmate.

“So this is the Changeling Queen you’ve been on about?” He said with a dark grin.

“Yes, Master,” Umbra said, moaning as the mist groped and milked her tits. “I told you she’d be even more beautiful with a new look.”

“Indeed. She will serve us well, as shall her kind. Shapeshifters, oh if only you’d been there when I was first alive. The things I could have done… well, best to make up for lost time. Where are the rest of your kind going, my dear?”

“M-Macintoooosh Hills, master,” Chrysalis said, the words bumbling in her mouth as her legs were spread out, the mist ravaging her once more.

“Hmm. We’ll deal with that later, once I’ve a few more pawns to use. In the meantime, those Crystals won’t power themselves. Your Changelings will do me great work, I can assure you. And not just in servicing my needs. I’ve got some old acquaintances to invite soon.”

“Like who?’ Umbra asked.

“Oh, you’ll know in due time, my dear. In due time.” He smiled as the mist surrounded the kingdom with only a few of the citizens escaping the city.

\\\//////

In the far North, past the frozen wastes near Yakyakistan, a raging blizzard tore the world asunder. It was a storm of hateful spirits and wailing apparitions, eternally damned to bring ruin where they could. These spirits were trapped, however, as the only city they could dare to curse was not blasted by the frozen fires of their wrath, but was instead a beautiful oasis in a sea of misery.

The Crystal Empire, a shining beacon among the frozen wastes, sat in the middle of a giant expanse of land that was once ravaged by the snowy spectres from older times. Instead of a mass of death and cold, however, the Empire sat on a lush sea of green fields and flowers, the land flourishing under its own Aurora Borealis in the eye of an eternal storm.

The Empire’s buildings were as beautiful as its citizens, gleaming spires of crystals dotting the city-state like immaculate watchtowers. Everything about this place shined with pure happiness and love, from the towering spire that was the Crystal Castle to the citizens themselves, their fur shining like mirrors like the rest of the city. As they went about their day, they were thankful for the couple that saved the Empire from its terrifying storm. The Princess Brides, Gleaming Shield and Mi Amore Cadenza.

In the highest peak of the Crystal Castle, the two Princesses celebrated the annual occasion in their own way.

“Ah,” Cadance sighed, reclining into the bath, “this is the life, Gleam.”

“I’d say so too,” Gleaming Shield said, propping herself on the rim of the tub.

The former Guard Captain pressed a rune on the side of the tub, the crystal bath glowing as jets of bubbles started shooting out of the walls.

“Oh!” Cadance gasped, sitting upright. “Careful with those! I felt that one go right up my cooter!”

“Pfft! Cooter!?” Gleaming chuckled. “What are you, thirteen?”

“Oh, give me a break. Just because I decided to marry the Captain of the Guard doesn’t mean I’m going to allow everypony to start cursing like some rowdy colts.”

“Could have fooled me. You swore like a cursed sailor last night.”

“Only because you wouldn’t actually let me finish,” Cadance said, rubbing her breasts. “I swear, you learned from a fish how to eat a mare out.”

“Well, if that’s the case, why don’t you teach me better?” Gleaming said, sitting on the rim of the bath and spreading her legs.

Cadance blushed at the sheer audacity of her wife, just propositioning her for sex minutes after they’ve woken up. Still, the look of the white mare sitting there, her two-toned blue mane drifting over her shoulders as she groped her own HH-cup breasts was too good a sight to pass up.

“Fine. But you better start actually learning,” she said, swimming up to her beloved.

Cadance started by kissing Gleaming’s pussy, gently pressing her lips to her wife’s other set before she started putting some more force and passion into it. Gleaming gripped the side of the tub as she moaned. She grinded against her wife’s mouth, which Cadance took as a challenge. She pressed harder, slipping some tongue into her kisses as she brought her hands out of the water, caressing the inner parts of Gleaming’s thighs, kneading them as best she could. They were almost rock solid, with very little fat to give way to the Princess’ fingers, but Cadance loved it. She let her tongue roll out over her wife’s entrance, flicking the little nub of her clit before-

“Princesses!” a female Guard shouted, barging in.

“GAH!”

The two Princesses were shocked by the sudden entrance, Gleaming falling into the water while Cadance dove in. The two stayed submerged for a moment before surfacing again, trying to regain their composure.

“AHEM! Yes, what!?” Gleaming said, angry at the Guard.

“Did I come in at a bad time?” The Guard said blushing madly.

“Yes,” both mares said.

“I apologize, but there are urgent matters to attend to that require your attention, Princesses!”

“What is it?” Cadence asked as she tried to stretch her limbs.

“Well, when you asked us to look into the Disappearance of Chrysalis when she went missing a few days ago, I believe we may have found her.,” She brought up making both mares look at her in surprise.

“You found her?” They both said in unison.

“We have,” The guard said, standing in attention. “Some of our scouts say that they saw a strange mist appearing over the horizon and saw what looked like Chrysalis walking into a cave with Queen Umbra of the shadowlands. We also found one of her drones that was injured and is a survivor of the kingdom that went missing a few days ago.”

“Her and Umbra?” Gleaming said. “I mean, I knew they were in talks, but to think they’d just… disappear for a few days like that.”

“And approaching our Empire to boot?” Cadance said, standing from the bath. “It was bad enough when that bitch of a Queen, Umbra, tried to claim the Empire as a branch of hers, but now she thinks she can just barge in here with an uninvited guest as well? Unacceptable. We’re going to fix this at once.”

With that, Cadance barged out of the bath, grabbing a towel and drying herself off.

“Wow, that mare is pissed,” the Guard said.

“Yeah,” Gleaming said, getting out of the bath as well. “Her and Umbra aren’t exactly on good terms right now. Especially since she… may have tried to get us to be her subordinates and treated Cadance like a maid when we first met.”

“Seriously!?”

“Yeah, she even put Cadance in a maid outfit and everything.”

“Wow, I can see why she’s pissed.”

“Oh, don’t think for a second you’re off the hook either,” Gleaming said, wrapping her towel around the Guard and pulling her close. “You interrupted my wife and I during a very intimate moment. Expect to do some cleaning when we come back.”

“Uh… t-the sexy kind, with my tongue?” she said hopefully.

“No. No sexy anything, you’ll be scraping the sewers beneath the palace for a week.”

“Oh… oh, shit.”

“Indeed.”

\\\//////

“I can’t believe this could be happening,” Gleaming said.

The two Princesses were followed by a troupe of Crystal Guards, heading the two lines of five themselves.

Princess Cadance stood at an impressive seven feet and two inches, her pink fur immaculate and her three-toned mane and tail swirling with purple, pink and gold. As an alicorn, she stood tall with both a long pink horn and impressive pink wings. The armor she wore was quite revealing, as it fit well with her nature as the Avatar of Love. Her legs were encased in buttery gold stockings that stopped halfway up her thick thighs, ending in white frills that showed off the stockings underneath. She wore matching gauntlets, the armor stopping just short of her shoulders to allow her room to maneuver. Her II-cup chest was held up by a shelf bra with a massive gap between her breasts, and over her crotch was a dainty thong that only barely covered her lower lips, held on by two strings of gold. She carried a shortsword and shield, the pommel of the sword adorned with a heart-shaped ruby, her shield in the shape of a heart, and her entire ensemble arranged with heart rubies as well.

Gleaming Shield wore a nearly identical ensemble, though her armor was colored a deep purple and the heart rubies were replaced with normal sapphires.

“We don’t have time for disbelief,” Cadance said, stepping over a large boulder, “we need answers. The only way we’re getting those is by confronting Chrysalis or Umbra themselves.”

“But we should hold until we know for certain that we can take them,” Gleaming insisted. “If we wait for Princess Celestia or Princess Luna, we could overwhelm them then. As we are now, we have no clue of their numbers or their powers, not to mention we have no idea what’s possessing them either.”

“I know, but we risk them sneaking into the Empire and spreading whatever Corruption the Changeling survivor was talking about. If we let them sit here and consolidate their forces, they’ll have enough time to formulate a plan to attack us while we’re sitting there. It’s better to root the problem now before it can become a tragedy.”

“Princess, I don’t want to let you put yourself in harm’s way.”

Cadance stopped and turned back to get nose-to-nose with Gleaming.

“I should say the same about you, Princess. I don’t like the idea of losing you here either, but we both know that we’re not just gonna walk away from this.”

Gleaming smiled.

“You’re right. And I love you for it.”

“I know,” Cadance said, returning to their march with a smile on her face.

The troupe carried on until they found a split in the path. Either tunnel was filled with the sounds of a mare laughing in the distance, so Cadance and Gleaming had to make a tough call.

“This feels like a trap,” Gleaming said. “We need to turn back.”

“I know, but we can’t just let them get away. If we force our way through, knowing it’s a trap, we might be able to tough it out.”

“I know we read a lot of those comics together, but Candy, it’s not that simple. Walking into a trap knowing it’s a trap doesn’t miraculously make everything easy, it just makes you look stupid.”

“Well, guess who’s to blame for this then,” Cadance said, booping her wife. “See you on the other side. Shield-Host! Move up!”

With that, the Princesses split up and made their way through the caves with their own group of Guards behind them. Cadance led the search group deep into the cave path that she took, keeping the light of her horn active while traveling deep into the cave.

“Okay everypony, stay together for now,” She told her five guards. “If we find another split path, we split up into groups of two or three.”

“Yes Ma’am.” They all said as they continued to follow her, unaware of the several pairs of green eyes looking back at them. Unaware to even Cadance, her five guards were being picked off one by one, being dragged into the shadows.

“Spotter, I need the squad to prime Cat’s Eyes,” Cadance said. She waited a few seconds before she realized she didn’t hear anypony behind her. “Spotter?”

When she turned around, she saw that her entire entourage was gone. She felt her panic spike, her heart rate jumping as she pressed herself against the wall, shield ready and sword at her side. She used her own spell to see in the darkness of the caverns, and saw nothing. There weren’t any gaps in the walls, no holes in the ceiling above her, only a thin layer of purple mist along the ground.

She pressed forwards, determined to find at least one of her Guards. If they were already taken this far in, it’d be foolish to turn back into what could be a trap she had somehow avoided already.

As she approached the mouth of a large opening, she could hear something odd. It sounded like wet slaps and moaning. When she walked in she kept her shield up as she surveyed the cave. Walking further in, she could smell the dense aroma of musk and cum. It was rich and fresh, and the scent tunnelled through the mare’s brain, igniting something deep within the Avatar of Love.

Her legs shook a bit, and when she stepped forward, she found her Guards.

The Crystal Guards were all stripped bare, their armor and weapons tossed into a corner while they were busy either fucking or being fucked. A mare was sandwiched between two Changeling stallions, one in her mouth and one in her ass as they roughly thrust into her, one squeezing her tits while the other groped her ass. Two mares were grinding against Changeling mares, their pussies drenching the floor while another pair of mares were 69-ing with one another. A stallion from the Crystal Guard was sandwiched between a Changeling stallion from behind and a Changeling mare in front of him, a bisexual sandwich that left the stallion in the middle a dumbfounded mess. The last mare from the group was being eaten out by a Changeling mare while the Guard herself was fellating a Changeling stallion, gulping down his cock while fondling his sack.

The Changelings themselves were quite different from what she remembered of them, their hides looking as though they were all burnt black and their wings severely shortened.

“What- what is going on in here!?” Cadance shouted, charging her magic through her sword and shield.

She whipped her shield arm out, a disc ejecting from the shield as she spun, intent on hitting one of the Changelings. It was smacked out of the air by a whip.

“Quite rude to interrupt such passionate love making, isn’t it, oh Avatar of Love?”

Cadance turned to see what the Scouts reported to be Queen Chrysalis, though if Cadance were honest, it would be easy to mistake her for anything else. The Queen she knew before was darkened like the other Changelings, her mane once as bouncy as her tits now a rat’s nest, and her chitin blemished with patches of discolored flesh. Her hips were lined with a beaded string with white diamonds, wisps of purple smoke creating a tiny skirt of mist that didn’t cover her private bits in the slightest. On her tits were rings of white diamonds, the crystal rings only lining the edges of her areolas and trailing a curtain of mist. What little that could be called an outfit didn’t cover anything, and only served to curtain the Queen in light that accentuated her erotic form.

“Ch-chrysalis, what happened to you?” Cadance asked, shocked and confused.

“Oh, just someone I met helped me see the real me,” she said in a lust filled tone, the sounds of her whip cracking in the air. “And I was just helping our new king gather more followers after he took most of my empire for his own.”

“What did you do to your Changelings? What did you do to my Guards!?” Cadance screamed.

“Calm down, Princess. We merely offered them a veritable feast of lust and fulfillment, and they gave themselves freely. Honestly, with how much you tote about free love and open relationships, you’re quite hostile.”

“This… this isn’t love! It’s lust!”

“A bridge is a bridge, and both lead to creatures spending a lifetime together with one another. Is what we’re doing here really so bad?” Chrysalis added, groping her huge melons. “I just regret not using my perkiness my assets afforded me now.”

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing!” Cadance shouted. “You’re literally the mare that taught me ages ago the difference between the two! We spent months, months discussing the finer things in a relationship that differentiate what a loving relationship is versus a lust-fueled one!”

“Ponies change, dear Cadance,” Chrysalis said, coiling her whip. “And as a Changeling, I’m entitled to that too. Maybe you just need some help seeing the truth.”

The whip in the Queen’s hands cracked as it split the air between them, Cadance watching as it swung away with her thong following closely behind. The Avatar of Love clenched her thighs together as she backed up, her pussy quivering as adrenaline course through her. She took a battle-ready stance, and charged her weapons.

“I don’t know what’s happened to you or who this, ‘King’ you spoke of is, but I will stop you,” Cadance chanted, readying her sword and shield.

She circled around the Queen, keeping her shield up and eyes forward as the Queen wiggled her hips with every arcing step she took, winking at Cadance.

“I think it’s time we demonstrated our King’s kindness,” she said, snapping her fingers.

Cadance looked around to see Changelings pulling out purple crystals, all of them a deep shade of purple. Some were hiding them as dildos while a few kept them on the ground. Before she could warn her Guards, the crystals were pressed to their necks, forming bands around them. Their eyes all hazed over into a purple haze as they all came.

Before she could act, Cadance was again assaulted by Chrysalis’ whip, her bicep’s guard ripped off from the strike.

“Best pay attention to your partner, dear, lest they feel left out.”

Cadance played defensive while Chrysalis merely kept the distance between them with her whip. Every few strikes, Cadance would manage to block the whip, but it came at a cost. Every time she failed to block or dodge, she was stripped another piece. It all started to coalesse in her head, the musk in the air, the sex all around her, the Queen’s erotic presence and the purple mist she breathed in all started to get Cadance going downstairs. Her thighs were dripping wet with arousal now, and she couldn’t afford to keep her eyes off of the Queen, lest she be taken here and now.

Cadance took the initiative, spreading her wings and soaring through the air to try and get an advantage over the Queen of Changelings, but it proved useless as the Queen spread her own wings and flew back. The Avatar of Love charged through the air, trying to land a swing on anything other than the Queen’s whip.

Despite the years of training under her metaphorical belt, Cadance was no match for the corrupted Queen. Whenever she’d find an opportunity to get a good hit in, the purple mist intercepted the blade and tripped her up. At one point, she thought she could feel it crawling up her leg.

With only her leggings left, she put her body behind one particular thrust, which proved to be her undoing as Chrysalis weaved around her strike, leaving her whip in the air and tied it around Cadance’s sword. The Swarm Queen flew around to try and tangle Cadance up in her whip, but she managed to only tie up the shield.

Chrysalis pulled back on her whip hard enough to wrench the weapons from Cadance’s grip. As she spun about, she smacked the weapons into the wall and bashed her elbow into Cadance’s back. She cried out in pain as her wings gave out, leaving her on the ground, exposed.

“Sorry dear, but you know what they say,” Chrysalis said as she licked her lips. “Love hurts.”

Cadance yelped as she felt a pair of hands grab at her ass, prying her open as her captors laughed lewdly. At either side was a Changeling mare, holding her arms down as their purple crystals bound her to the ground. She heard someone land behind her before a warm, wet presence made itself known to her rear. Chrysalis’ tongue slithered around her ass hole, slathering her behind in spit as the Queen chuckled.

She couldn’t stop the moans that rattled her throat, pressing her face into the dirt as the Changeling Queen kneaded her ass apart while devouring her backside. She could feel the long and slimy appendage entering her ass, making the Angel of love squirm in ecstasy.

“CADANCE!”

The Princess looked up to see the tunnel filled with Gleaming Shield and her troupe of Guards. In that instant, Cadance knew what would happen if she let her fight, and ignited her horn. A blast of magic shot up from her horn and blasted a stalactite, dropping it into the opening as the Guards pulled Gleaming back.

“Cadance, no!”

“Run Gleaming, ru-Uuuaaaa~” she screamed, trying to warn her wife before she fell to the carnal pleasures ravaging her senses.

Cadance could only let her ass be devoured as she rocked along the dirt, the Queen’s tongue digging in inch after inch before she pulled out.

“Aw, now why did you go and do that?”

“To...to… keep her… away… from you…”

“Oh, such a shame. You’ll regret not having her join us soon enough, though.”

Cadance could feel something else, something cold and ridged being pressed against her anus once more. She looked back to see one of those purple crystals, now shaped like a horsecock, being guided into her backdoor thanks to Chrysalis’ tongue. She could feel the warm appendage spreading her just a bit and wriggling to guide the phallic object in before the Queen withdrew.

A few ropes of magic aligned themselves with Chrysalis’ belt of beads, a magical tentacle reaching out from the crystal to anchor itself into the Queen’s pussy. She let out a moan as the dildo was locked in place above Chrysalis’ snatch, the tentacle matching the warmth and pulse of Cadance’s ass. She slowly withdrew the dildo and slid it back in, joining her hips with the Avatar of Love as they rocked together.

As far as her day had been planned, Cadance was expecting to be pegged by the end of it, though not by Chrysalis. She cried as she felt her body become complacent with the motions of the Queen, her hips rolling back against her own accord. Cadance shivered and moaned as she felt her ass being hammered and stretched out.

While the two rulers were fucking, the Changelings that bound Cadance pulled out a bag, each of them taking a jar out and putting it on the ground in front of the pink Alicorn. They started making out with each other, holding each other close as they embraced before the one on Cadance’s left started to grope the one on the right. She started playing with her nipples and soon, they broke their kiss.

Milk squirted into the jar as the Changelings began milking each other, filling them up to the brim with the corrupted magical liquid before they got up and started passing them around. The milk jars were given to the ponies, chugging the enchanted drinks as they started loving each other once more.

Cadance realized what a shame it was that her wife wasn’t here, since now she’d have to guzzle the milk without her.

Author's Note

And another corruption chapter has begun. If you're wondering the good Chrysalis we used and the evil Cadance we're going to use for reference, here are some pictures.