“Consort!” I turned to face the voice and replied, “yes, Queeny?” Chrysalis’ face twisted into a frown. “I hate when you refer to me like that.” I smirked up at her. “Sorry, what is it love bug?” For a minute she paused. Then she attempted to enter the kitchen. “Ugh, stupid doorway.” I watched in awe as Chrysalis had to bend her head and shuffle sideway to fit through the living room doorway to the kitchen. As she walked over to me the floor shook with her every step. The apartment building was rapidly feeling too small to contain my ever growing roommates. She stopped in from of me, a hand on her hip and looked down at me imperiously. The dramatic curve of her chest filled the air above my eye line. I’m sure she’d come this close on purpose. Her Majesty had come to increasingly enjoy getting close and smothering me with her ever expanding curves. Unlike Twilight, who had become the perfect hourglass, Chrysalis had grown more bottom heavy. Thick thighs, broad hips, and a big, green ass she loved to have me worship.

“The controller is out of batteries.” I shrugged and pointed to the cabinet. “In there, knock yourself out.” I tried to turn around and get back to cooking. I say tried because the minute I tried to turn, I felt her hand rest on my shoulder. I looked up and saw that she was stopping me without any effort. “Someone seems to have forgotten who rules here?” She was smiling as she said this. Of course I hadn’t forgotten that the girls ruled the roost here, with my consent of course. Still, better to play along. I glared up at her in mock defiance. “What do I look like, your man servant?” With one hand still holding me, she playfully brought her finger to her lip and tapped. “More or less. So what punishment should I give you, manservant?” Her eyes glittered with anticipation. I inhaled. My ‘punishment’ would likely be an excuse for her to engage in some worshiping of her heavenly body followed by sex. Before things went further, we were interrupted.

“Hey! Bug butt. Not in the kitchen.” A bright, purple rolled up newspaper was projected behind Chrysalis’ head. *WHACK* The changeling winced and turned to glower. “Twilight Sparkle,” she growled, “stop getting in the way of our fun.” I managed to lean to the side and caught Twilight struggling through the doorway to the bedroom. “Ooof, stupid, tiny doors! Listen here. I’m the only royalty here.” She finally got herself through and straightened up to her full towering height. She crossed her arms and smirked at the other woman. “Your at most a pet.” Chrysalis hissed.
The large Changeling marched over to the slightly larger Pony. Twilight’s hair was brushing against the ceiling and Chrysalis was only a half a head shorter than her. She stopped right in Twilight’s face. They could cause allot of damage when they got like this. Not that they were going to fight each other. At least, not like you’d think. Ever since Twilight discovered Chrysalis was not releasing the magic our orgies generated, Twilight had stopped releasing her share as well. This meant that the two had grown steadily bigger and bigger. As a consequence, with their ever growing size came exponentially growing libidos. They would degenerate into rough hate foreplay, then after thoroughly destroying the apartment would drag me into orgies that can last hours. We’d done this, morning and night, for months now. “Ladies, instead of a fuck-a-thon, maybe you’d consider going up to the roof and discharging some energy?” I looked at them both, hopeful. They turned and glared daggers at me. “No!” Well, that settles it. I stopped messing with breakfast and began undressing. Maybe I could short circuit it to under three hours?

Before I finished undressing, a loud pop sounded from the living room and a portal appeared there. We all turned to look saw a handful of small, colorful ponies pop out of it. “Typical,” Chrysalis sneered.

Author's Note

Short update. Mostly plot. Please leave a like and comment. Hope you enjoy.