Daybreaker Went Down to the Badlands...
Chrysalis had been around for many centuries. During which, she had seen the rise and fall of many nations and kingdoms, including the fall of Roam and the return of the Crystal Empire. Yet, through it all, her hive had managed to avoid the fate that so many powerful territories had succumbed to. Sure, love was not as plentiful as it was during the olden days, but she knew it would be many more before the love flow ran out. Her name had once been revered, and had birthed multiple variations of scary stories modern-day foals wet themselves to around a campfire.
However, now she was the one who was scared out of her mind.
"How could I have been so stupid?!" Chrysalis thought, a million different escape plans running through her mind while filtering out the ones that would make her barbecued bug on a stick. "Momma always said 'don't make the sun angry, you can't beat her angry', yet like a fool I thought getting the source of her love would do the trick! No amount of love can compete with literal living plasma!"
Moving over to the vanity she had managed to steal from her failed wedding attempt, Chrysalis opened a secret compartment and levitated out a Chitter bar to calm her nerves. Being a changeling, the luxurious bar of chocolate and smooth caramel was like the funny grass that Tree Hugger used on a daily basis, but without the side effect of slowed motor senses.
"Ok, you are the Queen, you have gotten out of worse situations than this…" Chrysalis said, outward speaking to herself to try and calm her nerves as she ate the bar. "Using the old tunnels are useless since there won't be enough room for me to carry the Bean pod on my back, and blasting a skylight in the roof will negate the Blackstone anti-magic defenses… hmmm."
She could feel the magical ley lines tightening around her as she continued to formulate an escape plan, signaling that the Bringer of the Sun was nearing her location. A tiny part of her hoped that Daybreaker wouldn't see the hive from the air, since it was covered with dirt to blend in with the surroundings as a defense against pegasi recon units, and that seemed to be the case as she felt the leylines suddenly flex back to a normal state.
"Whew," Chrysalis said, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow. "That was close, for a second there I was worried that-"
Another bead, and another, began to roll off Chrysalis' forehead, making her rely on using a towel to try and keep her horn dry. This made her realize something very important: being a hundred feet underground, there was no normal way for the temperature to get to the point she would be sweating so deep in the hive.
"Oh no…" Realization hit her like a ton of bricks as everything clicked into place. The leylines returning to normal, the temperature spike, it all meant one thing. "She found me!"
"Oh, Chryssy, dear Chryssy, come out and play~," Daybreaker's voice echoed through the entire hive, making Chrysalis emit a totally-not-scared shriek. "I do not like being kept waiting, so come on out you bitchy bug!"
Slowly, but surely, Chrysalis made her way to the surface. She knew she, by all means, had the upper hoof, but she was also wise enough not to send her drones headlong into a suicide strike and leaving her with nothing. She had the strength in numbers, and she was fueled by the pesky prince's love for her most hated enemy, but her mother's warning kept pounding in her head like a war drum to keep her from doing something foolish.
"I must say, I am impressed that you managed to find my hive," Chrysalis said, noting the temperature dropping back to normal as soon as she reached the surface. Looking around, she noticed that nothing had changed except the dirt cover on top of the hive had a glossy sheen, and a drone with a fiddle was in a heat-resistant bubble. The fact there was only one drone who loved that demonic instrument meant it was Chitty Sash, and there was nothing more she wanted to do then stomp both him and the instrument for disobeying her order to stay underground. "Oh… so that is how you found the hive."
"Isn't he sooo helpful?" Breaker chuckled, causing the poor drone to hide behind his instrument. "I was flying overhead, and spotted him below playing on his fiddle. Now, I do love string instruments and it would be a waste to burn such a well-crafted piece of mahogany, so I made a deal with him. He sings as we fight, and he lives."
"Sorry Queen," Chitty said, rosining up his bow with a chitter in his deep-for-a-drone voice. "But I am not about to die at the hooves of the Solar Empress."
And thus, he began to play.
Ol' Breaker came over to the Badlands. Lookin' to smoke out the Hive.
She was full of rage and hoppin' mad, wanting only Baked Bean left alive.
When she came across the ancient mound that was their home and lively hood
The monarch gathered her fire and said "Face me if you know what's good!"
"History doesn't say it, but I'm an evil mare as well,
Born with hate in my heart and burning hotter than the fires in all of hell!
You play a dangerous game, filly, but I'll humor you like the very few.
Turn him over you bitchy bug before I bake you through and through!"
"Come on Tia," Chryssy said, "I know you can make plasma dive.
But you'll pay the price, with your foolish sacrifice, 'cause I'm the evilest mare alive!"
Chryssy, gather your love and take your battle stance
'Cause this quite could be your life's very final chance
For if you win, you'll have all the love in the land
But if you don't there will be nothing left to stand!
Breaker's wings ignited and she said, "Guess I'll have first go"
Sand became glass and there was nothing left to grow.
The Queen started to sweat as her win chances headed south
And wicked laughter filled the air from that flame-spewing mouth
"Quite impressive," The Queen said,
"But now it is my turn…
When it comes to the art of being evil, you have a lot left to learn!"
"Who is the evilest I have to know!
One of them has got to go!
Will it be the Queen of the hive?
Or the one who brings the sun to life?!"
When the battle was over the Queen could hardly move
Leaving her at the mercy of those angry stomping hooves
"Now let this be a lesson, bug, of how foolish were your boasts
For the next time I see your face, I'll make sure your life is toast!"
"Who is the evilest? Now I know!
Now the Queen has got to go!
She's no longer head of the hive
By the one who brings the sun to life!"
"Now then, Chrysalis," Daybreaker said, leaning down to whisper in the ear of the beaten bug. "Tell me, do you notice something about the way we fought?"
"Let's see," Chrysalis paused, her eyes widening after realizing other than a few bruises from blast recoil and colliding with the ground, she was in peak condition. "Gah! You didn't land a single blow on me!"
"Likewise, you didn't land one on me. Now lead me to the Prince," Breaker said, motioning for Chrysalis to show her the way through the hive. "I suppose you should know beforehoof, I do not need magic to call my fire, for we are one and the same."
"N-noted…" Chrysalis gulped, realizing her last-ditch plan to win just went up in smoke as she led the Empress through the tunnels towards the pod room. Every drone fled in the opposite direction, and the weakly-made candles melting on the walls, but Chrysalis realized that she was not sweating like she had been previously. "So, how did you manage to heat up the hive to have me come out?"
"Concentrated downdraft with traces of my magic mixed in," Breaker said, taking in the details of the patterns on the walls. "Celestia told me not to harm you or your drones, so I merely used defensive attacks to counter your onslaught."
"You made me run myself dry?!" Chrysalis' tone shook with rage, feeling like a fool for being defeated in such a manner. "You cur!"
"Oh, am I?" Breaker said, snagging an unfortunate drone who had been left behind by the others. Setting her magic to work, she smirked at Chrysalis' horrified reaction as plasma lines formed on the drone's body before she let it go. "Am I really the cur when you were trying to direct strikes at my womb? Am I really the cur for protecting the future heir to the Solar Empire? Am I really the cur for bringing our husband back to us where he belongs?"
"No," Chrysalis whimpered, scanning the drone for damage but surprisingly she found none other than the marks permanently put on his body. "Wait! You just said Celestia told you not to harm any of us, but look what you did to his chitin!"
"I felt that scanning spell, so you know I honored my word and he is unharmed," Breaker said, a bit of annoyance creeping into her tone. "Keep in mind, I said I was with foal, so let it serve as a reminder that if I wasn't you would be dead. You claimed to be the evilest mare around, yet the only thing I see is an oversized bug with an ego to match that relies on 'rule of fear' to keep her subjects in line. Tell me, have you smitten one of your subjects for acting out of line in accordance with your authority?"
"I have," Chrysalis said, a grin forming as she recalled the memory. "He was a bright drone, and quickly rose up through the ranks of my guard forces. However, he argued against my wedding attack, so I chopped off his horn and wings and let his moans of pain echo through the hive mind until he passed away in the depths of the Badlands far from the hive."
"Reasonable action," Breaker said, ducking down to avoid hitting her horn on an archway. "However, I once struck down a subject for bringing me the wrong flowers. So, again, who is more evil?"
"I-" Chrysalis stuttered, the fear from earlier surfacing once more before stomping it back with both her forehooves. "I once sacrificed a drone to make out with Princess Platinum."
"That is not really evil, for I consider it an offering, and that mare's cunt was worth it." Breaker said, causing Chrysalis to whip her head back in shock and Celestia to mentally bury her head in her hooves out of embarrassment. Breaker wanted to say something that would completely crush Chrysalis' will, but she chose to withhold the remark until a more fitting opportunity. "While it is true our love tunnel was unmined until the Prince came along, I am well suited in the art of tonguing until my sub squirms in moaning bliss. Last time I was free, I had my share of that alicorn's plot and it was simply divine. Getting back on topic, I sacrificed guards left and right in death spars just to pass the boredom of court. Your move bug."
"I may or may not have rutted Twilight while she was in my captivity," Chrysalis said, grinning as she noticed the tyrant flinch. "That's right, your student and pet, gripping my ovipositor like a needy mare in Canterlot's Bridle District. Begging me to convert her, whining for me to make her a slut bug to make countless research spells about changeling anatomy, and guess what Tia?
'I did"
"N-no…" Celestia's voice, not Daybreaker's, came through as she was shaken to her core. "You're a liar! If what you said was true, then why has she not tripped any of the changeling alert defenses, or what about her ascension into an alicorn?"
"Are you really that thick-skulled?" Chrysalis' question was not an insult, but rather a legitimate statement that gave Daybreaker pause. "Come on now Tia, I should think that you, of all ponies, would know better than to underestimate Twilight's passion for knowledge. She craves it like I crave love, so you honestly think she wouldn't find a way around your stupid defense mechanisms? As far as her ascension, the moment it happened she became separated from my hive mind because it made her a queen. She looks like an alicorn because of fear. She fears of how her 'precious friends' would react, and she is positively mortified of you. It is simple Disbelieve! If your reaction is anything to go by, she was right to fear, to worry about betrayal. Then again, you know all about betrayal, don't you?"
"SILENCE!" Daybreaker's voice, once more in control, thundered through the hive at Royal Canterlot Voice volume as she pulled back her hoof like she was about to land a blow. Chrysalis, still reeling from the Voice being used in a confined space at such close range, cringed and ducked away from a strike that never came. "That act is pure spite, and We will be having a word with Twilight when this matter is settled. You took the very sanctity of the bond between teacher and student and corrupted it to your heartless will, something that can't go unpunished."
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Chrysalis knew she had just 'put the apple cart before the puller' and she knew that even Celestia was not going to let it go for a very long time. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me or any of my drones, so what could you do without breaking that vow?"
"You'll see when the time comes. In the past, I often tested the limits of what a pony body could handle, and you' be surprised at what you can live through. Now show me to the pod room." Daybreaker's order caused Chrysalis to jump, the queen scampering along the floor until she had a more assured footing. By following from behind, Daybreaker had a perfect view of the moist teardrop under Chrysalis' silky tail. Numerous ideas started to form at the sight as they entered a large chamber that housed some old armor, a large stack of bits that were Platinum-Era based on the design, and a single occupied cocoon. "So, this is where you have been keeping him?"
"Actually, no, I have been keeping him in a replica of the royal suite," Chrysalis said, unaware of the coy look the alicorn was giving her as her labia clinched. "However, when I felt the leylines change, I moved him here just in case I could manage a quick getaway."
"I see." Daybreaker was impressed the queen had managed to formulate an escape attempt on a whim, something that tickled her mind at the sexual things her defeated opponent could get creative with. "Now, is the Prince in perfect condition?"
"As good as he can be," Chrysalis said, holding up her hooves in defense at Daybreaker's angry look. "I am a Queen, not a doctor. I patched him up as well as I could, but as you have seen, we lack the proper medical facilities to repair nerve damage. If you didn't want him to get hurt, maybe you should not have sent him in the first place."
"I do suppose that is fair," Daybreaker said, moving over to the pod and running a hoof down its smooth, slimy surface. "How about his mind then? I know you did something, or placed something there, to keep him from asking questions."
"He is not a total idiot, but since he decided to take on Tirek on himself, that's not saying much," Chrysalis was already at work removing the spells she had put in place, not wanting to risk her own chitin. "I had to keep stacking layers of magic to keep the illusion, otherwise he would have broken free of my influence."
"So by layering the magic, you deepened the state of his false surroundings to ensure you still keep him under your control and siphon his love for me," Breaker said, taking a closer look at the connecting strands between the ceiling and the pod. They seemed to interweave like spider silk, flexible to move with gravity but strong enough to hold the weight of the podded pony inside. "As long as it is all removed, we have no issues. Now do you normally free a drained captive?"
"When a captive is drained, drones chew through the stands then dump the suspending fluid out. After that, they crack open the pod." Chrysalis said, feeling a bit perplexed as to why the alicorn was asking about the finer details of the process. "Once free, the drones then teleport the individual to a spot near the place they were snagged, but the drones always stay disguised and out of sight."
"Which is becoming harder with town expansions and better detection spells," Breaker said, causing Chrysalis to slightly frown. "That is how you will free Bean from his pod. However, you are to drink the fluid inside AND lick him clean once the pod connections are chewed through."
"You want me to do WHAT now?!" Chrysalis said, her wings flaring in a mix of shock and anger. "That fluid tastes worse than burnt baked bads! Not even my drones drink the stuff, why should I?!"
"So what if it tastes bad?" Breaker's question, with a raised eyebrow to boot, only made Chrysalis madder. "Considering how you are now my prisoner of war, you don't have a say in the matter."
"Prisoner of- war??" Chrysalis blinked once, then twice, and after the third time of seeing Daybreaker's neutral expression had not changed, she realized the alicorn was being serious. "Prisoner of War?! How the buck am I a Prisoner of War?!"
"I can think of many reasons," Breaker said, causing Chrysalis's jaw to slightly drop. "However, let’s start simple. You see yourself as independent of Equestrian rule, correct?"
"Yes, b-"
"Already you made a mistake." Leveling a hoof at the changeling queen, Breaker's grin widened. "The Badlands, as part of repercussions for The Great Prench War, was given to Equestria. SO, you lovely little lovebug, by proclaiming yourself to be a Queen and establish your forces on Equestrian soil is subject to the crime of Trespassing and Unlawful Occupation against the Equestrian Crown."
"But you weren't using it!"
"Did I say I was finished?" Breaker's level heated tone somehow made the queen shiver, shutting her up once more. "Regardless of Its current status, it could be used for development many future generations down the line, no? In addition, you attacked and held captive the Princess and Consort of the Crystal Empire, which means you declared war on them as well. When we add that you warped my protege, my student, into becoming a changeling, that really doesn't bode well, does it?"
Chrysalis could only lower her head.
"Look at me bug," Breaker sneered, and Chrysalis looked up at her flaming eyes in fear. "However, perhaps the most egregious move of all was ponynapping my husband, the Prince of Equestria. That alone is enough to warrant a punishment of death by my choosing, in most circumstances that is."
"M-most?" Chrysalis was terrified, now realizing just how much of a pickle she had put herself in with her love storage gamble. "What do you mean by most?"
"What I have in mind is both a loophole, and a punishment in itself," Breaker said, moving to the side so Chrysalis could move towards the pod. "By having you as a Prisoner of War, even though I didn't explain how you are one because I am evil, it allows you to live while you and your entire hive become part of Equestria proper, thus subjecting each of you to the laws of the Crown and fully investigate any claims by you of ponies wanting to get payback, which is going to be a clusterbuck for the guards.
In addition, considering you are the leader of the 'rebellion', you are subject to my direct authority. This means I can punish you any way I like as long as it adheres to the Treaty of Trotsallis and is not deemed 'an act against morals'."
"Wait," Chrysalis said, pausing the alicorn by raising one of her hooves. "So by doing what you did, we have to start paying taxes?! I haven't filed a single tax form in my life, that truly is evil!"
"I will wave all tax forms prior to this day," Breaker said, shrugging as she saw Chrysalis' expression relax a bit. "I may be evil, but even Celestia hates the dreaded tax season and the hassle involved with approving Penny Wise's budgets with the nobility. That will give each of you a year to prepare, not like you will have any time to for a short period anyway."
"That's a relief," Chrysalis said, blinking once she caught on to the exact wording Daybreaker had used. "What do you mean by me not having time to prepare for a short period? A year is a good while Celestia, I am certain that I can learn it since it took me just weeks to plan and launch my Wedding invasion."
"That explains some things…" Breaker said, moving a soft wing along Chrysalis' back. The motion made the queen initially flinch, but by the time the wing got to her plot, her tail was raised. "So I suppose I should explain something to you in return. Yes, Bean is mine and Celestia's husband, but even with me and her being two sides of the same soul I have always preferred a mare's touch. This is something that he is well aware of, for Celestia brought him to me for introductions shortly after the wedding, and a deal was struck between us. Whenever I am out, I can pursue any mare I wish for a little fun as long as they consent and are aware it is just for benefits only. Of course, if I get a bit too carried away for Celestia's liking, she can easily shove me back into that blasted cage, but I want some freedom so I am going to abide by her rules.
"I also couldn't help but notice every time that I threaten you or the like, your folds part and wink, which inclines me to believe you get off on fear. Makes sense really, for it is lonely at the top and everypony cowers to you without fighting back."
"Well, you're right, it may get a bit lonely from time to time," Chrysalis admitted, letting her wings droop as Breaker continued to circle her while rubbing her feathers up and down the changeling's back. "If my assumption based on what you just told me is correct, you want us to rut. Now, I am all for getting a free meal and having fun, but the only question that comes to my mind is why? Why would you give me such an experience? What makes you believe I won't use the harvested love for my own gain?"
"You are not stupid enough to do it, that's why, " Breaker said, snorting a bit as she rolled her eyes. "You know you can't beat me, let alone Changeling Queen Twilight Sparkle. Besides, if you did attempt it, I wouldn't even have to lay a single hoof on you to force you into submission. All I would have to do is plasma bomb the hive and leave you without any backup."
"You wouldn't dare," Chrysalis was at her boiling point, teeth-gritting on every syllable that she spoke. "Because under the Treaty clauses, that would mean attacking your own subjects!"
"Touché," Breaker said, rubbing her chin in thought. "However, I do believe we both have gotten off base talking about hypotheticals. After Bean is free and we have our romp, we will be stopping by Ponyville for Rarity to make you some custom garments."
"G-g-g" Chrysalis stammered incoherently, and even with her non-ponyness, Chrysalis knew garments were a highly taboo subject. Whereas normal clothing was reserved for casual wear, fancy balls, special occasions, stuck up nobles, or those in any cooking establishment, garments were used only by adults participating in the more sensual bedroom acts of being a couple or a Bridle District Madame of the Night. "Why would I need such articles?! It isn't like you will be in control full-time, Daybreaker!"
"And thus, for the first time in this conversation, you used my name instead of Celestia's." Breaker said, a slight coo escaping her lips as she moved her wing under Chrysalis' chin. "You don't understand the terms of my proclamation, for when I am in control you are going to be my sweet little pet, when Celestia is in control you will be the personal royal maid. Now, let me tell you what we will be going to that lovely seamstress for.
"Silken stockings with rising flames, just as the plasma flows from the core to the surface of the sun. I will also be requesting a special collar made of the finest leather, studded with the purest sunstones, and a tag emblazoned with my cutie mark in the middle with a leash to match. I will greatly enjoy showing off my new pet bug at the Baltimare Bugcon this year, and I may even take you on a tour of the circuit. Doesn't that sound lovely?"
"I-" Words came and went, dying in Chrysalis' throat before having the chance to be spoken, struck down by numerous thoughts that increased the inferno building under her tail. "I am not some wild creature to be shown off as a trophy! Besides, you diverted from my remark about you being in control all the time. No way Celestia would allow such a mundane treatment!"
"Are you certain about that?" Breaker's question crushed what little resistance Chrysalis had left, the queen sweatdropping. "It adheres to the rules of the Treaties, and you making Twilight a changeling by corrupting her will made it very, very personal. Thing is, I am sure even your moth-"
*SLAP*
The entire hive grew still, every drone shocked that their queen had just slapped the Solar Tyrant. The mare in question could only blink at the sensation, slowly rubbing the spot where the chitinous hoof had impacted while making sure nothing broke.
"You may be able to kill me, but don't you dare talk about my mother!" Chrysalis said, rising to her full height with her wings flared and glaring with a force that would have put a hundred Windegos in a hate coma. "She was twice the mare you will ever be!"
"Princess Platinum was twice the mare I am…" Breaker said, her tone turning solemn as she let out a soft sigh. "A brave mare, willing to take charge and lead in the heat of combat. A mare who was not afraid to speak her mind against the snobbish ideals of the Post-Unification rebuild. A mare who was the best advisor I could ever ask for, and a mare who I looked at as a close friend.
"Even after the Smooze infected her she never once gave up that firey passion, Chrysalis. We worked tirelessly trying to reverse it, and after discovering it wasn't possible she became determined not to let it get to her. The subjects of her territory, bless their souls, offered to change as well so she wouldn't feel lonely, and thus the reign of Queen Gaia began. However, I am curious as to why you rutted your own mother. As for me, we romped before she even converted to being a changeling."
"Oh… buck…" Chrysalis went rigid, a look of horror quickly spreading across her face at the realization of the implications of her actions. "I-I sacrificed one of my hivebrothers to have sex with my MOTHER?! That is just all kinds of wrong! She didn't tell me, buck, she could have stopped me but went with it anyway!"
"I wish I had a camera, because that was a Budack Moment™," Daybreaker smirked, Chrysalis twitching like she had just walked in on Twilight giving a detailed anatomy lesson. "I wanted to say something earlier, but I waited until it would hit you harder. Got to say, it was worth the wait."
"Why, just why?!" Chrysalis said, doing her best to glare at the chuckling alicorn. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?! Do you have any idea how dirty I feel now?"
"Showing remorse are we? That shows you aren't so evil after all!" Daybreaker said, her grin widening and turning predatory. "Think about it, you have infiltrators insert themselves into preexisting relationships, how is that any different? Relationships should be consensual and between the partners involved with no outside interference, yet you do so anyway. That slow-forging eternal love and bonding is something that I firmly believe in, something that your mother believed in as well. That is part of the reason why her hive had such a tight bond with Equestria, because she wanted to keep to how she was raised and wanted ponies and changelings to intermingle and coexist."
"I always wondered as a nymph why mother was so close to pony culture," Chrysalis said, all traces of her earlier anger no longer present due to the revelations that had been brought to light. "I often pestered her for the details, but she refused to tell me until I gave up asking."
"Some things are meant to be kept secret," Breaker said, surprising Chrysalis with how soft her tone was. "For example, her death bed wish…"
"What was it?!" Chrysalis said, her anger returning at demand going unanswered from the alicorn staying silent. "She went to you in her hour of need and you turned her away! She didn't even make it back to the hive, eight of her bodyguards brought it back to me while I was preparing to sort through the trade renewal with Equestria. Do you have any idea how that made me feel?"
"Probably betrayed and angry, considering you returned the trade agreement as ashes and in a clear one-bit warped glass jar to add insult to injury." Breaker waited for Chrysalis to interrupt, but when the queen only nodded, she continued. “However, she did not come to me for help, she came to tell me goodbye. She was suffering, Chrysalis, and had been for a long time. She only asked that I ensure she would be remembered fondly in history. That was something I was more than happy to oblige to, and The Legend of Gaia is still told to this day at the Friendship Games campfire night."
"So my source of anger was for-" Chrysalis was interrupted by a motion she never expected to happen.
Daybreaker had kissed her on the lips.
Letting out a soft 'eep’ at the suddenness of it, she soon found herself leaning into the Keeper of the Sun's administrations. She had been with many stallions and mares alike, but none shared the softness or gentleness Daybreaker was displaying.
She had heard many stories of how Daybreaker was nothing more than a tyrant, taking ponies' freedoms by force, but the feeling of the alicorn's rough tongue flicking across her own forked one made all her nerves burn with desire. She didn't care that her tail was raised, her aching tunnel on display to anyling who dared to walk into the chamber. She didn't care that she was losing the battle for dominance. She didn't care that she was moaning into Daybreaker's mouth.
She just wanted more, the thought of being the perverted pet slowly looking more and more pleasing. Just as the fire in her stomach hit its peak, Daybreaker broke for air.
"Want more my little bug?" Breaker said, Chrysalis letting out a whine at the kiss being broken. "I do believe I said our rut will be after Bean was free from his pod. So if you want more, start freeing him."
With a renewed vigor, it took no time for Chrysalis to move over to the pod and start chewing through the supports. The gritty, gunky goo was no match for the long fangs of the queen, who had to gag after every bite as she cut through like a ravaging parasprite on an eating spree. She knew Daybreaker, and likewise, Celestia, didn't know how a changeling's biology was, and the goo being a solidified mix of cocoa-bitter lust was not helping her situation at all as the pod finally popped free of its connection to the ceiling.
"Wow, that took you no time," Daybreaker said, giving Chrysalis' padded flank a tease with her magic and causing the changeling to blush. "Now all that is left is for you to drink the mixture and clean off Bean so we can continue."
"You’re really going to still make me do that?" Chrysalis said, a bit of hesitation in her tone as her mouth went dry. "Do you even realize what that liquid is? While its primary purpose is to induce good dreams to generate positive emotions, it also serves as… waste break down."
"Oh…" Daybreaker said, her and Celestia both briefly wincing at that information, but the thought of Bean possibly being suspended in his own filth made Celestia show a fury that Daybreaker had never seen as she shoved herself back into control and got in Chrysalis' face. "So, you want to suspend my dear Bean in his own filth?! You truly are a despicable parasite that deserves to stay in this dirty and mucky hole in the ground that you have the audacity to call home!
"You have beaten me. You have made me look incompetent and having to rely on the Element Bearers to maintain peace and Harmony. You have even turned my own blood against her own self, but you have made a costly error… We are in your home, far away from the closest of mine, Bean's, and Lulu's little ponies. So, in that regard, the only thing keeping me from turning you to ash is the Treaty and not wanting to hurt my dear Nilla. You are hereby ordered by me, the Princess of the Day and Keeper of the Flame, to adhere to Daybreaker's ordinances as if they were my own because they are mine. Any means of refusal or rebellion against them will result in a painful execution of my choosing."
"Jesh, since when were you such a hypocrite Tia?" Chrysalis said, tilting her head slightly in confusion, herself never seeing Celestia in such a balance between her normal demeanor and Daybreaker's raw fury. "What would that accomplish anyway? Killing me would make a bad impression on your precious ponies, wouldn't it? Seeing the one they looked up to and seen as flawless killing another creature without giving them the chance of redemption."
"Oh, quite contrary my dear maid," Celestia's tone changed to pure honey to Chrysalis' ears, her irises becoming shimmering pools of a deep, endless purple ocean that shone with vast knowledge. Her coat seemed to take on an unnatural glow that would draw the eyes of any creature to her, accenting her flanks and the start of her baby bump. Perhaps the most drastic change, however, was her mane and tail turning a soft grey with sparkling specks of light in them. "I am going to redeem you. However, like renovating a building, you have to tear down the old to rebuild the new."
"What do you-" Chrysalis stopped mid-sentence as a tendril of fire slowly snaked its way out of Celestia's horn, glowing the same grey color as her mane and tail while extending out into a twisting whip. "N-now Tia, I don't think that-"
"Hush now little bug," Celestia said, gently caressing Chrysalis' cheek and causing the changeling's words to cease. "Let Mistress Molly take good care of you."
{"Well, this was unexpected,"} Daybreaker said, using the mental plane that she shared with Celestia as she watched from the sidelines. {"I didn't think that you were going to be the one to break her in considering our respective tastes in a partner."}
{"I have gotten fed up with her antics, and this is the last straw,"} Celestia's reply was laced with a slight snarl, something that made Daybreaker gulp. {"I am going to wear her down, make her regret ever ripping up that treaty, and just when I feel like she has had enough I am going to have you take over to finish the job. Now shut up and let me do mine."}
Unaware of the mental conversation between the two halves of the alicorn's soul, Chrysalis could not look away from the coil of plasma that Celestia was controlling through her connection with the sun. The coil shimmered as the natural plasma flow ebbed and flowed like a wave, just like the plasma on the surface of the sun. While a vast part of her mind was scared about what was going to happen, a tiny rebellious part could only wait in anticipation.
She didn't have to wait long.
Moving faster than Chrysalis could blink, the plasma whip fully extended, arcing through the air like a sideways coronal loop before stopping about a foot from the queen's flank.
*SNAP*
Chrysalis yelped, caught off guard by the sudden heat applied to her rear, and leaping into the air. The heat, while initially feeling like being pressed against a hot stove, slowly cooled into a soothing burning like one would feel from a hot hoof massage. The feeling turned Chrysalis on, and even as she rubbed her heated rear she could feel her tunnel moistening.
"That was for ripping up the treaty." Celestia said, recoiling the plasma before cracking the whip once more. *SNAP* "That is for all your past attempts to try and take my throne." *SNAP* "This is for running the changeling species into the dirt." *SNAP*. "And. This. Is. For. Stealing. My. Husband!"
Chrysalis could only yelp at the last few lashes, the rapid-fire cracks of the whip actually causing a shiver of pain to race up her back as Celestia struck close again and again, leaving her panting from the mix of pain and pleasure. Her mind was close to overloading from the sensation, but Chrysalis was able to shake off the thickening lust fog to look back at the alicorn.
Only for Celestia to tightly coil the plasma rope once more and point a hoof at the pod.
Resigning to her fate, the queen smacked her lips, preparing herself for whatever vile tastes were about to assault her tongue. She had used this as a torture method for drones who had siphoned off too much love and refused to share with the rest of hive, and now that she was about to endure it, she really wished she could go back in time and slap the idea out her mental filing cabinet.
Suppressing a shudder at that thought, Chrysalis clamped down and took the first bite out the top of the oversized bean pod. Bracing to encounter the same horrors that she had once mocked her drones for, she was surprised to find the fluid inside was sweet.
"It-it can't be," Chrysalis said, carefully running her tongue over the tips of her fangs to make sure she was not imagining things. "This tastes like rock candy! Normally it would be turning sour from absorbing negative emotions and biological processes, as I explained earlier, but it has gotten sweeter. There, there really isn't a bad bone in his body is there?"
"Not that I am aware of," Celestia said, looking along the length of her modified whip as she spoke. "He does his best to try and find compromises for everything, however…
*SNAP!*
Quit your stalling and finish the job!"
Muttering under her breath, Chrysalis started to drain the pod once more, silently thankful that she would rather endure a sweetness overload instead of the alternative. As she drank, Celestia watched her like a hawk watching a field mouse, watching the queen's muscles work under the chitinous exoskeleton. From a distance, and even up close at certain angles, it had initially looked uniformly equal to the alicorn, but now she could see that the queen's rear had a plushness to it, one that was taking every airstrike with ease.
{"Could it be?"} Daybreaker smirked, causing Celestia to roll her eyes. {"Is Mrs. Straight as a Rest Arrow actually thinking about another mare's plot? Oh, this is just rich!"}
{"Hush,"} The way Celestia barked the word caused Daybreaker's tone to return to neutral, the tyrant not wanting to be on the very painful receiving end of being in control while giving birth to Nilla. {"While I am starting to see why you enjoy the finer things a mare can offer, I still prefer my Bean as he is. Where you see a honeypot, I am simply admiring how her body is in comparison to my own, how much the genetic tree was altered over generations by the Smooze."}
{"Like how she has no ponut?"} Daybreaker said, slightly disappointed. {"And here I was wanting to use a dragon toy on her, but seeing that she has no top entrance ruined that plan."}
{"Where you see disappointment, I see an opportunity,"} Celestia's statement was met with confusion from her other half, something that she could easily feel. {"Now, just as you made a point to me earlier, let me make one to you."}
"Chrysalis, may I ask why is it you do not have a ponut?"
"Hhgh?!" Chrysalis stuttered, gulping down the juice that was in her mouth in several deep breaths to keep from choking. "Ok, I did not ever expect that question to come out your mouth. Daybreaker? Maybe. Twilight? Surprised she didn't ask. You?! Not in the slightest, but it is because a changeling excretes waste through bile, and the only waste we even have is excess negative emotions."
"Interesting," Celestia was in full scholar mode, and it was legendary for actually putting Twilight to sleep during one lesson about the thaumatic signatures of unicorn magic. "So, that begs the question, does that make your labia and G-spot twice as sensitive as a normal pony? It is a shame really that I can't use my magic, because there are several spells I have in mind that would really put the question to the test. No matter! I am sure my pet knows how to block the Blackstone's magical effect in this room."
Several alarms rang in Chrysalis' mind at Celestia's remark, actually feeling a bit worried as to what spells the alicorn had in mind. This Celestia was one that, had she been acting as she currently was, Chrysalis would have abandoned all plans of taking over Equestria and try to find another source. Moreso, the secrets of the Blackstone had been passed down directly to her from her mother, a secret that could destroy the greatest defense mechanism a changeling queen had in her arsenal if it landed in the wrong ears. She had killed everything from griffins and yaks, to ponies and even drones, to keep the secret safe. Yet, now she was face-to-face with somepony who she had underestimated.
She had let her guard down, her greatest defense becoming her own cage.
With nopony around but the Prince, a moment of clarity dawned that at no point had Celestia or Daybreaker tried to take the stallion and run, burning her and her drones to ash and leaving Twilight as the sole member of the changeling race. Instead, Chrysalis had been acting on her own accord, doing as both Celestia and Daybreaker asked out of fear of the repercussions involved since she had foolishly believed that Celestia had needed her magic to harness the sun's power. Every action up to this point had been a calculated measure, using her own tactics against her, slowly wearing her down until she had finally submitted to ensure her hive survived.
"You… you truly are the evilest mare of them all…'
"What was that?" Celestia said, arching an eyebrow at the changeling, but mentally both her and Daybreaker had the same shrewd smirk. "I didn't quite hear you, but it almost sounded like you said I was the evilest mare of them all."
"You are! You are the evilest mare of them all!" Chrysalis said, stomping her hoof on top of the drained pod hard enough to make it split open, but not hard enough to injure the sleeping prince that flopped out of it. "You had me drain myself in combat, vanishing me without a single blow! You turned my darkest desires against me, molding me like a potter does with clay, until I submitted to you. I am a changeling queen, the leader of my hive, but you-"
"I… what?" Two words. Two words that Celestia was getting rather tired of repeating, herself wanting to move on to the main event of her visit. "Showed you how it is like for my subjects whenever you decide to launch one of your featherbrained attempts to vanquish me? In that case, yes, I am the evilest mare of them all. Moreso, I am sure your mother told you while you were young to not make me angry, have you ever taken the time to figure out why?
"She has seen, in combat, Daybreaker released to her full power. In fact, the Badlands themselves used to be a lush, thriving kirin village during the Pre-Unification Era. All was calm for a long time, but when the war broke out the Empress not only refused my plea to aid in the Unification efforts, she launched her own attack on Platinum to try and weaken my allies. Care to guess what happened next?"
"No more kirin, that's for sure," Chrysalis chuckled, but stopped when she realized an important piece of information. "Wait, if Platinum was Princess of the Everfree, how is that still standing but the Badlands can't grow anything besides a few scarce weeds and tumblebriars?"
"In short? Discord," Celestia said, looking over Bean for reassurance not a single mane strand was out of place. "He wanted a place for his magic to run free, and reached a deal with Platinum that would keep the Forest safe from my sun's power, but in exchange, the Forest would become his upon her or her heirs abandoning it."
"So when I left, it became his to control," Chrysalis said, a brief feeling of guilt forming at Celestia's nod. "Well, that is just fantastic…"
"You are stalling again pet," Celestia said, raising the plasma whip into a striking position, but didn't crack it. "Now, remove the Blackstone effect before I lance the tip of your horn."
"Done playing games huh…" Chrysalis instantly regretted her statement, a searing pain racing through her body as the whip grazed her horn. She had put up with the heat strikes on her flanks, since that had only been heated air, but the whip itself made her feel like she was swimming unprotected in lava. This pushed Chrysalis past her breaking point, and with a pulse of her magic the Blackstone's suppression was blocked in the room. "Ok, fine! I just canceled it, just please no more direct strikes!"
"Then behave, now I want you to walk behind me and watch." Celestia ordered, Chrysalis obeying with a nod as she walked behind the alicorn. With the ethrel tail raised, the changeling watched as Celestia's golden glow enveloped her clit, the sensitive button soon starting to throb and pulse as it peeked out from its hood.
However, it didn't stop there.
Chrysalis could only stare with her jaw dropped as the clitoris started to swell, soon beginning a slow descent as she gained both length and girth as the fleshy pseudo-cock started to change from pink to a milky white and grey. In addition, the former clitoral hood, which had been pulled down with the now-throbbing rod of flesh, started to bulge and inflate into a heavy set of balls that Big Mac's to shame.
"So that is why you wanted to have your magic," Chrysalis said, words finally escaping her muzzle. "Question is, how did you use that spell? A normal unicorn can't do it, and even a potion's effects are temporary at best."
"Because you are going to service me pet, and now…" Celestia said, pausing mid-sentence as she mentally tagged Daybreaker into control. Daybreaker, who had been slowly losing control of her patience, more than willingly took command, her body soon adjusting as well as she grinned at the changeling. "It'sssssssss SHOWTIME!"
Chrysalis, having been startled by the alicorn's sudden shift, stumbled back onto her still-sore rump. As she rubbed her tender flanks, her eyes were drawn from Daybreaker's smirk to the pulsing member that rested between her milk-swollen teats.
"So, you intend to rut me like no tomorrow huh?" Chrysalis said, trying to hide her tongue licking the back of her teeth in anticipation. "Before we begin, let me ask you one thing first. How do you think Bean will take seeing you with a sheath?"
"Better than you think, my little bug," Daybreaker said, briefly glancing over to her sleeping stallion. "While the three of us had that introductory meeting, I told him about all the kinky spells I knew, including this one. His reaction was one I had expected, not showing any interest in the possibilities of it, but he did tell me to keep track of who I used it on as a 'just in case' procedure. Speaking of Bean, how long before he wakes up?"
"Ten, fifteen minutes?" Chrysalis said, mentally doing the math in her head just to be sure. "Won't be long since he has already been out of the pod, why?"
"Oh good, just enough time to really get going," Daybreaker said, dragging Chrysalis over with her magic until her muzzle was at the alicorn's tip. "Now start sucking, got to be lubed up unless you want me to thrust in dry."
"No," Chrysalis gulped, not wanting to know what kind of pleasure that Daybreaker would have at that experience. Even though her tunnel was producing lube, since she was in her natural form, it would serve the same purpose of oiling splintery stairs; thus giving Daybreaker all the pleasure while making her suffer.
Looking at the mottled rod of flesh, Chrysalis could not believe that the member had been a tight little clitoris just a few minutes prior. It looked so natural between the alicorn's teats, each pulse and throb of the cock sending tiny vibrations over the surface of them and she could hear Daybreaker's heart jumping each time it happened.
"Maybe this won't be so bad…" Chrysalis though, taking an experimental lick of the shaft. Its smooth texture was different from the stallions she had 'harvested' love from in the past, but that and the faint taste of vanilla and a hint of cinnamon was something that she actually liked as she ran her tongue down to the thick medial ring.
"Q-quite a skill you have," Daybreaker said, her tone hitching as she let out a soft moan. "You truly are a slutbug."
"Takes one to know one," Chrysalis' retort was met with a hard spank from Daybreaker, driving the full extent into the changeling's mouth. "By the hive… she is THICK! I know even some young dragons who will have penis envy!"
"Pets do not talk, they serve," Daybreaker said, grinding a bit in Chrysalis' maw, a small trickle of precum escaping in the process that was quickly followed by a load. "So serve. Keep in mind, I have the stamina of an Earth Pony, so I am far from being spent."
"How the hay did I forget about that?!"
Chrysalis mentally panicked, struggling to swallow the cum that had not only stuffed her cheeks to straining capacity, but had also flooded her throat and was leaking out the corners of her muzzle. Unlike the salty cum that she was used to swallowing, Daybreaker's was sweet as frosting and had the consistency of a heavy batter. "She really needs to lay off the sweets…"
"I think that my cock is now lubed up enough," Daybreaker said, taking a few steps back to remove herself from her lip service after a second load and causing Chrysalis to sputter and heave to regulate her breathing. "Now lay down, legs folded under you, and your tail sprayed out to the side."
"Y-yes owner," Chrysalis said, doing as she had been instructed. The voice of resistance spoke again about demeaning she was being, about how she was acting lower than a scout drone, about how she was selling herself out to someone who was inferior; however, that voice was far more distant than it had once been, buried deeper in her mind and silenced by her thoughts. She had to do this for her drones, to ensure their survival, but she was done kidding with herself…
Daybreaker had won, and she wanted every inch of the alicorn's shaft in her folds.
"Now come breed your pet, punish me for disobeying you."
" 'Don't worry, I plan to', " Daybreaker whispered, nibbling the changeling's ear as she struck with grace. Her captive's folds yielded to the much-awaited visitor, parting and clinching as soon as her flare had slipped in, trying to like it for every last drop. "Eager little thing aren't you? Maybe I will tell Rarity to add a collar that would be enchanted so that only I can remove it. That is for then though, for now, I am going to stuff you like a can-"
"Daybreaker? Where is Celly?"
"Noli…" Daybreaker, being caught off guard by Bean speaking, rammed herself until she was fully hilted, causing Chrysalis to moan from the mix of pain and pleasure as the alicorn turned her attention to the stallion she loved. "Glad to see you unharmed my dear Bean, how are you feeling?"
"Fine enough demon," Bean said, a scowl forming on his face as he looked Daybreaker in the eyes. "Now, I'll ask you again, where is my Celly?"
"B-bean?" Daybreaker stuttered, a bit of sadness creeping into her tone as she frowned. "Do you remember after the wedding? Celestia brought you to me and explained how we are the same soul…"
"Nonsense!" Bean said, attempting to leap to his hooves in a defensive pose but his injured hindleg sent him back onto his haunches. "Dr. Horsenpfeffer is going to have a field day grilling me about this leg; anyways, as I was saying, I do not remember any meeting between us. All I know of you is from what I have read in the ancient texts in the Restricted Access area of the Archives. Give me back my Celly you cruel, bloodthirsty tyrant before I resort to measures that I normally wouldn't use…
Stuffing your muzzle with extra salty ketchup until I force you to give her back!"
"So you really don't remember, " Daybreaker said, turning her attention back to the changeling she was currently hilted in. Fueled by rage, and partially by Celestia's terrified expression that Bean was going to go through with his threat, started to rapidly pound Chrysalis' love canal while using her magic to vibrate the bug's G-spot. In a deliberate pace-setter, she pushed the moaning queen to the brink of a crashing climax, but denied Chrysalis release by pulling out to just the tip. "I thought you said you removed your influence pet, why doesn't he remember our talk?"
"Probably amnesia," Chrysalis whimpered, her walls desperately trying to make Daybreaker release her seed so she could climax herself. "Look Mistress, I did remove my influence, but anyone released from a pod has a 1 in 2500 chance of having temporary memory loss. It isn't permanent, and he should have it back in a few minutes! I swear on my mother's grave!"
" 'For your sake pet, he better'," Daybreaker said, hilting once more and finally firing into Chrysalis' womb before pulling out and walking over to Bean. "Well then, seeing as we have a few minutes to kill, perhaps I should try and convince you me and Celestia are one and the same?"
"You can try," Bean said, gingerly rising to his hooves to get the blood flow moving back through them at normal levels. "But be warned: I shall not fall prey to your silvery tongue."
"We shall see," Daybreaker, clearing her throat, relaxed her posture and sat down in front of her beloved, mentally pondering all the different ways she could handle this situation. "Since you are such a lovely chef, let me run a hypothetical by you. Imagine yourself in the kitchen, and a rather picky customer enters and orders a Royal Salad. Now, you set out to make it look the best it can, and when it is finished you created a masterpiece of a meal I would be proud of and you send it out. A few minutes later, the waiter returns saying the patron wanted lavender instead of daisies.
You sigh, obviously saddened that such a lovely meal would go to waste, but you try to make do and remake it with the correction, and send it out again. Once more, the waiter returns saying there was not enough salt and the process repeats until eventually the salad resembles nothing of the beauty of the original. Yet, the patron is satisfied, so the job is done correct? The customer may always be right, but it is the cook that suffers most. In this case, you are the patron, I am the chef, and Celestia is the salad.
We all have faults Prince, but we all have to look past them, otherwise a love peters out and a relationship crumbles into dust. You cannot be with Celestia, without being with me and accepting that my tastes are different from hers. I like mares, and it is nothing personal against you, but that is my preference. Question is, are you willing to accept it as that being me?"
"Interesting analogy," Bean said, thinking the words of Daybreaker over for a moment as he noticed the Platinum bit pile in the corner of the room. Moving over to the ancient coins, he plucked a single bit from the pile of treasure, his gaze set firm on it as he examined every detail of it. "You may incinerate me at your leisure, Empress."
"Beg pardon?" Bean's answer was not the response that Daybreaker, let alone Celestia, had expected. "And why, praytell, are you so eager for death?"
"It is the inevitable outcome of this conversation," Bean said, his hoof plucking up another coin and holding them both up. "Let us take your example. I send out the salad, it comes back with demands for change. Out it goes, and back it comes. By the time the salad meets the patron's demands, it is no longer the same meal. It is a new dish, entirely. Not only has the beauty changed, but the very essence of what it once was is gone, too. It is a completely separate thing, much like how these bits are separate from each other."
"I see," Daybreaker said, nodding at Bean's explanation so far. "Please, continue..."
"So, there can be only two conclusions." Bean said, flexing the coins in the frogs of his hooves. "Either you are a separate entity from my wife, or you are not. If you are separate, you will not allow Celestia to return, for that means you will no longer be, and you need her body to manifest yourself in this realm. And, since you prefer mares - and I am a stallion - eventually, I will no longer please you. When that time comes, I will be a liability to you, and I will be destroyed as such."
Bean dropped one coin, and held the other up. "But if you and Celestia are the same - two faces of the same coin, as it were - then the same holds true. The outward appearance of this bit is different on each side, but what it is made of -what it fundamentally is- does not change simply because I look at the opposite side. You are her, she is you. And if you prefer mares, then Celestia, deep down, prefers mares too. If that is true, then everything that Prince Blueblood said about me was right- I am merely swamp water for a horse dying of thirst. Once that thirst is quenched, the natural preference will manifest and I will be discarded. Sooner or later -and it will be sooner, believe me- a mare will catch your eye, and there will be no further use for me. Celestia has gone for a thousand years without, and it is now impossible for her to go without again. Neither of you can endure a loveless relationship. So, the end for me is the same, either I die now, or I die later from a broken heart. Either way, I die."
"Bean," Daybreaker frowned, taking the hoof with the bit and put it on her own. However, she used her magic to stand the bit on end with her magic. "We are two sides of the same coin, one and the same, but we have different tastes. Remember the pegasus mare you were drawn to? That was a bit not fallen on either side, but rather, waiting to fall onto aside. Another thing, I am not a changeling, but I do feel and see the love Celestia has for you.
You are the sire for her foal, the heiress to the throne when she retires and you carry on to the Summerlands, so I have no reason to smite you or have you as a liability. In a way, we can help each other. I can help when it comes to your leadership skills, and you can help me see things in a modern way. Celestia can see and hear everything we are discussing, but don't you think after 1000 years she deserves to rest her hooves? After all, she trusted me enough to be the one to rescue you."
"And when she is done resting? You will retreat at her command, after being allowed freedom for the first time in a thousand years?" Bean asked, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. "Forgive my doubts, but you would be the first prisoner I have ever heard of who returned to their cell simply because the warden said to."
"When she is done, she will return." Daybreaker said, taking a deep breath before doing the one thing she could to prove she was being serious. "Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye."
"Pie crust promise. Easily made and easily broken," Bean replied. "But, if this is the way it is to be, then so be it. Trixie is rather cute, I wonder if you will seduce her first. Or maybe Sergeant Clover Leaf, perhaps. I hear a mare in armor is irresistible. I do hope you're not too deep into a relationship with them when Celestia wishes to return. I can only imagine the pain both you and your lover will feel when you’re forced to abandon her just so Celly can have me again. Are you strong enough to say goodbye to those passions at a whim and at any moment, I wonder?"
"I explained in our initial conversation that indeed I will," Daybreaker had been mentally counting down the seconds until the amnesia would wear off, and she was silently grateful that she would not have to endure for much longer. "You have to understand, I have not been out in over 300 years, not since the Maresaissance, so I am rather pent up. As for your question, the particular exercise I have in mind involves you. For tonight, I will turn you into a mare and show you how skilled I am at giving, and in the morning you tease me with your morning soldier. Both of us putting the other out of our comfort zone, with safe words in case things go too far."
"No!" Bean said, stomping a hoof as his gaze hardened. "If you change me into a mare, then you're ordering a salad and then demanding a soup when the salad comes. Celestia did not need to change anything about me to love me, and I never wanted her to change anything about herself for me. You can change me and seduce me all you want, but who I am inside will remain the same, and I will have no joy nor love in being forced into your ideal partner. You are not taking me as I am, you are demanding I become what you want. That is not trust. That is tyranny."
"I am a tyrant Bean," Breaker said, pausing as she closed her eyes then slowly exhaled. "Where Celestia prefers laissez-faire where everypony is left to care for themselves. I am the tiny part of her who wishes for total servitude. In a show of good faith, I will not press the matter to you; and with that said, I bet you will enjoy the show~ I will put on."
"Just like the one I put on, my love?" Bean said, booping his nose against Daybreaker's as the mare's eyes widened in shock. "So, what do you think? Luna always tells me I need to have a better poker face for when I am dealing with the stuck-up nobles."
'J-just… but-and you," Daybreaker stuttered, her and Celestia both trying to come to grips with the fact their dear husband had just played them like a puppet. Many reactions ran through their mind, but only one won out as she scooped her stallion into a hug. "You played us well, for we thought that you really had lost your memory of us."
"Oh, I did lose it my dear sun," Bean said, continuing his gentle nuzzling. "But I regained it after you said your analogy, I was just playing along. Although, I have to say, you being hilt deep in Chrysalis was something that I would never have expected to see."
"Well, I did think she deserved a reward for healing you," Daybreaker said, smirking at the blushing changeling. "In all seriousness? She will be our personal maid going forward, so get used to seeing me rail her like there was no tomorrow."
"I will make sure to remember that," Bean's words had little merit, for he could see something was troubling the more wild side of his wife. Her firey coronas lacking the usual heat that he was used to seeing whenever he looked at Daybreaker in the eyes. "Is something troubling you my dear?"
"Not at all," Daybreaker's instant reply was too fast off her tongue, causing Bean to frown at her. "Ok, you saw through me, there is something wrong. You said you regained your memory after my analogy, correct? That means not only did you give me that list of fine mares on your own, you also took a shot at me wanting to spend some 'quality time' with you as a mare."
"Oh," Bean said, his face turning neutral at the point Daybreaker had made. "Hun, you know we made a deal for when you are in control, and I am willing to honor my end of the deal. It is just that I like my bits where they are, as they are."
"Is it really so much to ask to spend one week a month as a mare until Celestia is rested up?" Daybreaker did not even bother to try and use her intimidation face, Bean's words had actually hurt her, and all Celestia could do was watch the exchange from the sidelines. "All the mares you mentioned do have rather nice plots, but they still aren't you. Me and Celestia both would NEVER force anything upon you, so was you saying that you'll have no joy as a mare part of the act or your own personal feelings?"
"A part of the act," Bean chuckled, and he could actually feel the relief flow through his wife at the answer. "Granted, I am a little apprehensive about doing it as a mare, but I guess that comes from my stubbornness and the fact I have been a stallion my whole life. It is like a recipe really, when you make the same one over and over again, you really aren't open to suggestions when you feel like it is perfect."
"There is no such thing as perfection, no matter how hard you try," Daybreaker said, trailing a line of kisses down Bean's neck, then back up it until she kissed him on the lips and earning a hum in response. "So, will you do it for me?"
"I will, but at my pace," Bean said, giving Daybreaker another soft boop with his snoot. "You have the experience when it comes to the finer touches of pleasing a mare that I could only dream of knowing, but since I have zero experience as a mare, I will still be in control as to what we do and do not. Is that fine with you?"
"Anything for you my love," Daybreaker said, her horn softly glowing as she gently started pouring the spell into her husband. "Is it too much already?"
"W-well," Bean squeaked, his voice being a few octaves higher and softer than he was used to hearing as his mane filled the corners of his vision. "It isn't anything uncomfortable, if that is what you mean. It feels weird having my mane and tail just grow and my insides to the bone being rearranged, but no complaints yet."
"Good," Daybreaker said, leaning down and, much to both Bean's and Celestia's shock, starting lapping at the tip of Bean's fully erect stalk. She giggled at the high-pitched moan the stallion emitted, quickening in frequency as the shaft became less mottled and more pink. The sensitivity of the tip, now a full-on clitoris, skyrocketed as the change soon finished as the mare's new flower opened for the first time, soaking the alicorn in blueberry-scented juices that made her want more. "Blueberry, not what I was expecting at all, but quite welcomed indeed."
"That was intense," Bean said, the residual tremors of her first orgasm as a mare still rushed through her body. "Never felt that so much bliss before."
"I haven't even started my dear little bean sprout," Daybreaker rolled Bean onto her stomach, the Earth Pony flagging her tail so the more experienced mare could continue her instructional lesson. "I am going to make you sing my dear, teaching you things that will drive your administrations to Celestia to the next level, things that will leave her weak in the fetlocks and probably trigger more than one solar flare."
Celestia could only blush at those remarks, thankful that only Daybreaker could see just how turned on she was at the fantasies running wild in her imagination. Things that, if the nobility found out, would haunt her far after retirement and seen not as a princess but a common mare on the seedier side of town.
Right now, however, she did not care.
"Th-that sounds like a good lesson," Bean moaned, her walls clenching as Daybreaker teased her entrance with her rough tongue. "Where are we going to start?'
"Mares prefer a slower pace, which is something that most stallions either have no knowledge of or ignore due to their shorter climax trigger." Due to the height difference between herself and Bean, she had to lay down herself in order to reach the smaller mare's folds as she lapped at them, triggering a second orgasm from her husband-turned-temporary-wife. This painfully trapped her thriving, pre-emitting member between her teats and the ground, but in her opinion the pain was worth keeping Bean from freaking out. "So, in the future, take more time starting with her lips. Kissing or gently pecking them is a good place to start, and perhaps a lick tracing them and Celestia's clit will be a good warm-up before inserting your tongue."
The moment Daybreaker said the word, she did just that, pushing the tip of her tongue past Bean's pleasure-engorged folds and making her squeal. In deliberate slowness, Daybreaker flexed her tongue to feel around Bean's tunnel, feeling the velvety tunnel clinch at every movement, trying to milk the tongue as if it was a cock. While this was going on, Chrysalis silently watched, a hoof rubbing under her ovipositor and her magic pumping in and out of her soaked tunnel with a speed that matched the one that Daybreaker had used on her. Yet, something troubling kept nagging on her mind, something that finally beat her into submission to voice the issue.
"I hate to interrupt Mistress, but there is something that is bothering me," The look Daybreaker gave her made her feel like she was about to combust. "Just out of curiosity, what happened to the drone that I sent to replace Prince Bean?"
"That is Master Bean to you," Daybreaker said, letting her aggravation show about being stalled. "As for the drone, he is currently resting up in the hospital wing of the castle due to the injuries he sustained after Celestia bucked him over the Canterhorn and the moon. Rest assured, he will make a full recovery, but he was an idiot thinking a mare raging with pregnant mood swings and hormones wouldn't do anything."
"Whew, that's a re-" Chrysalis paused as the full meaning behind what Celestia had done had set in. He had been bucked over the mountain Canterlot was on, over then the moon, and down again without dying. She knew that when Luna was banished, she had been in the moon, but to have survived the void of space and the heat of re-entering the atmosphere was something that sent her logic train off the rails. "Wait, HOW DID HE SURVIVE?!"
Night had long since arrived in Ponyville, with Luna's beautiful moon casting its soothing light over the peaceful sleeping town. All was now calm, a stark contrast to the battle that had taken place a month earlier, and after a long day of assessing damage and tallying the final bit amounts to submit to the Ponyville Relief Fund almost every citizen was now in Luna's realm sleeping off the exhaustion that their bodies were feeling.
That is, except the central figurehead of the town.
Queen Twilight Sparkle was alone in the under dwelling of the Castle of Friendship, taking note just how much extra space she had in the crystalline cavern. She had been shocked to see the Tree of Harmony, but even with her being a changeling, it still welcomed her presence by running a tree limb down her back.
Moving away from the Tree, she realized just how much room she had, and careful calculations showed the cavernous space now stretched under the entire town with the furthest extent being near Fluttershy's cabin at one end and Sweet Apple Acres at the other.
Even so, the changeling queen knew better than to express the sheer glee she had at this discovery with her friends, choosing instead to wait until everyone had turned in for the night to begin her planning phase for her soon-to-be hive just as she had every night since the crystal castle came into existence.
"Let's see... I will put the nursery here, learning area here. Oh! Can't forget to add a training area, thank Harmony I actually have the room for that!" Twilight said, out loud as if she was using her echoing voice to talk to the Tree, and writing a blueprint down on a sideways-turned scroll. "Then there is space for me to have a nice and comfy nesting room, and over here I can put-"
"Well, I am glad to see that you have a plan in motion," Daybreaker said, making Twilight jump from not noticing the alicorn's arrival. "Got a moment to talk, or are you too busy?"
"Eep!" Twilight's wings flared and she quickly shapeshifted into her alicorn form, eyes slightly bulging at the fact it was Daybreaker standing before her and not Celestia. "Ok, so you caught me experimenting with transformation magic, that is not a crime! Also, considering you are here Daybreaker, who do me and my friends have to go after this time?"
"Nopony," Daybreaker said, walking slowly around the smaller mare. "However, do you really think so little of Celestia to lie to our faces? What happened to the Twilight that pranced for getting her cutie mark? The Twilight who rescued our sister from the Nightmare? The Twilight who was scared to leave the castle and went to Ponyville, sending us Friendship Reports along the way as she grew into her Element? Chrysalis told us what happened, down to the last detail, so if you would kindly drop the disguise."
"She told you?!" Twilight's shock rippled through her body, causing her to slightly shake before she released the magic keeping her as an alicorn. "What manner of torture did you use? Fry her with a plasma flare?"
"Beat and then spared her in combat, my pupil," Daybreaker said, a look of shock forming on the changeling's face at the fact Chrysalis had been spared. "She told us what happened in an attempt to boast, one that deeply angered Celestia and unleashed a side of her I had never seen. A dominatrix that wore down Chrysalis until she was putty in my hooves."
"That seems, unsettling," Twilight said, a slight gulp forming in her throat at that mental image. "Why would she do such a thing, when she is supposed to be the opposite of you? That makes no sense."
"Anger is a powerful emotion," Daybreaker said, ruffling her feathers a bit from experience on the matter. "When Chrysalis told us what she did, Celestia was driven by anger, and in that moment she let it control her. When we returned to Canterlot, Celestia apologized but agreed that Chrysalis being a maid will be a good way to keep an eye on her. Now, getting back to you, what happened to the Twilight that Celestia helped teach?"
"I am still me, just bigger and buggier," Twilight said, a soft buzz coming from her wings as she briefly vibrated them. "I am just terrified of how my friends will react. We spent the last few years fighting changelings, and if they find out I am one, they will be angey at me."
"They will probably be madder that you kept it a secret for so long by lying more than being mad about you being a changeling, especially Rainbow Dash and Applejack," Daybreaker said, causing Twilight to flinch at that outcome. "Me and Celestia strongly suspect that your connection to the Tree of Harmony is what kept you from getting exposed at the wedding, so we think things will be fine In due time. You will find in your time as a leader that you cannot please everyone, and every so often upset someone close to you. Seeing as you haven't told them yet, there is a valuable friendship lesson to be learned from this, and we expect a full-length summary when you finally learned it."
"I will tell them in the morning," Twilight said, pausing as to what Daybreaker had said earlier. "So, Chrysalis will be your maid? How is your husband handling that bit of news considering she ponynapped him?"
"Better than you think once we got back to the castle and all three of us discussed every detail," Daybreaker said, chuckling a bit as she spoke. "She suggested that Hokey Pokey be put in Chrysalis' charge and follow her around, something that strangely delighted Chrysalis. It will be a headache at first until the guards and nobility get used to haveing Chrysalis around, but as long as she doesn't do anything too destructive it will turn out to he a good solution."
"That's good," Twilight said, stopping as she caught what Daybreaker had called Bean. "Wait, 'she'? Did Prince Bean get into some Poison Joke, or was that a cruel method of torturing him?"
"Both guesses are wrong, he agreed to be a mare one week out the month when I am in control to satisfy my personal needs," Daybreaker said, smirking as Twilight's cheeks took on a rosey hue. "In fact, she has come to love me licking her trbean!"
Author's Note
Huge thanks to Irrespective for letting me write this, and be sure to check out his series of stories.
Thanks to Irrespective and Classy Fox for editing, and my Patreons for funding me.
