An Excessive Dream of Victory

"Nnnff...come on...fit, you worthless garment!"

Queen Chrysalis growled to herself as she struggled to pull her new dress down over her body. The dress was a beautiful thing, crafted by the castle tailors from deep green silk with delicate embroidered shoulders, and fitted to her exact dimensions - at least, it was when she was measured last week. The Queen had managed to pull the garment over her hefty bust, but it had stretched taut around the curve of her soft, black potbelly and refused to be pulled lower, even after several minutes of tugging.

Chrysalis finally let out an irritated sigh, then drew in a breath and sucked in her gut. The fabric loosened and she hurriedly pulled it down past her waist. The dress was cut short, and came down to barely cover her thighs. Relieved, Chrysalis exhaled, then cringed as she heard the sound of threads stretching. Her hands roamed the surface of her gown, but could feel no tears.

The changeling queen looked about the castle bedchamber to the full-length mirror, then stepped forward until she was in view. She sighed in dismay. It had been weeks since she had last worn a formal gown, and this one was doing NOTHING for her figure. Her plump breasts were barely contained by the straps, the fabric barely covering her nipples and exposing a scandalous amount of cleavage. Yet most noticeable was how the dress was stretched taut around her belly, which bulged out almost past her chest despite its silken constraints. The material even left a noticeable divot where her bellybutton was. The bottom hem was stretched tight around her thighs, which only made the curve of her gut more noticeable. Chrysalis reached behind her and groaned as she felt the fabric's tightness around her rump. The dress stopped just short of covering her chubby butt.

After her wedding night the queen had thrown herself onto her captured kingdom, glutting on love from every direction - food, sex, and even the praise and flattery of her bewitched pony subjects. Love flowed at the changeling queen from every direction, and all she had to do was passively absorb it. It was so easy! Yet even a changeling queen could only convert so much love to magical energy, and without enemies to battle or a disguise to maintain, her magic went unused. Her modest weight began creeping higher as her body metabolized the love, her black flesh softening under a growing layer of pudge.

"Incompetent tailors," Chrysalis mumbled to herself as her green eyes met her gaze in the mirror. Her arms and shoulders were noticeably thicker than before her victory. Her features had softened, her cheeks were rounder and the beginnings of a double-chin could be seen on her neck. Yet the haughty queen felt only annoyed disappointment that the garment did not fit.

Losing weight? Dieting? HA! The queen smirked at the thoughts. This love was HERS, every drop of it - she would never deny herself such a rich and easy pleasure. And nostalgia for her hungry, waifish figure was the LAST thing on her mind. After all, she was no heavier than some of the spoiled pony courtesans who dutifully attended her court appearances.

Thinking of them reminded the changeling that it was once again time to grace the throne room with her presence. She turned towards the door, licking her lips in anticipation of the love awaiting her.

Chrysalis huffed with frustration as she sauntered down the hall to the throne room. Her new dress was rapidly becoming an annoyance with how tight it was. The taut, stretchy fabric was an uncomfortable reminder of how jiggly her fatter body was becoming. Every step forward made her breasts, butt and belly wobble and push against the garment. Her thick legs chafed against each other as she walked. Worst of all, the gown kept riding up over her plump thighs, exposing her chubby rump to the open air.

Pulling the gown taut over her rear for the tenth time, Queen Chrysalis finally arrived at the doors to her throne room. Two royal guards clad in their formal uniforms greeted her, then reached to open the doors for her. Chrysalis grinned as she felt their love warm her body, like sunshine on a sandy beach.

The doors opened and the trickle of warmth became a deluge, like stepping into a hot greenhouse on a cool day. Several dozen ponies turned to face her, a mix of servants, guards and courtiers, all of which had been her wedding guests. Their faces lit up as they saw her, their eyes all gleaming slightly with the effects of the bewitching spell.

Chrysalis sighed as she felt their love washing over her, composed herself and then strolled down the maroon carpet path to her throne. Her daytime courtiers and servants all turned to greet her, smiling and belting out compliments.

"I love your new dress, my queen!"

"It looks amazing on you, your majesty!"

"Beautiful dress, your highness!"

Queen Chrysalis held her chubby chin high and smiled smugly. "Yes, I do look beautiful, don't I?" she replied with haughty pleasure.

The indulgent queen sauntered forward, smiling as she basked in the warmth of their love, the dress momentarily forgotten even as it once again rode up over her exposed ass. At the far end of the room was her throne, an elegant chair of gold padded with red velvet, sitting atop a dais draped in more maroon carpeting. The queen ascended the dais, turned, and plopped herself onto the throne, sighing with pleasure as her rear sunk into the plush velvet seat.

"You look absolutely stunning, love," said a familiar voice from beside her.

Chrysalis glanced to her left, suddenly aware of Shining Armor sitting beside her. The Prince sat on his own 'throne,' a plain wooden chair taken from the servant's quarters which she had allowed him to place next to hers. He sat straight up on the uncomfortable thing, adorned in his white formal uniform with the yellow sash, gazing straight at her with big, infatuated eyes.

"Hmm, why thank you dear," Chrysalis responded sarcastically while parting her mane. She suppressed a grin as she felt the tingly sweet warmth of his love. Shining's emotions were by far the most delicious and empowering for her to absorb - so tinged by undeserved affection and lust for his 'wife.'

Chrysalis tore her attention away from Shining as the master of ceremonies, a pale blue stallion wearing a stuffy embroidered shirt and pants, approached her throne. "My Queen, may we begin today's court session?"

"Very well," the queen replied with a flourish of her hand.

A well-dressed mare approached her. "Perhaps we could start with administrative tasks? There are matters outside the castle regarding your subjects that-"

"No!" Chrysalis said curtly. "Save those trifles for later. I have more important needs...like bathing in the affection of my dutiful subjects." The changeling slipped a wicked grin.

The courtiers registered her order and smiled. "Very well, my Queen," replied the first stallion. "Dedications of love shall come first. Form an orderly line!" The ponies complied, and a line of a dozen mares and stallions formed on the carpeted center aisle.

"Which of you will be first?" the master of ceremonies asked.

"A song for you, my Queen!" one excited stallion exclaimed as he came forward.

"Hmmm...very well," Chrysalis motioned for him to continue.

Her admirer beamed, clearing his throat and adjusting the cravat at his collar before beginning to sing:

"There's none whose hooves I'd ra-ther kiss,
Then our majesty, Queen Chrys-a-lis!!"

The stallion continued for two stanzas before the changeling hurriedly waved for him to stop. "Ugh..." Chrysalis grunted with distaste, feeling the meager stream of his love, barely distinguishable from the rest of the crowd. "Next subject!"

The stallion shuffled away, replaced by an energetic pegasus mare who produced a flute and began playing a lively solo 'in honor of our great queen.' Chrysalis tilted sideways, propping her head against one arm as she listened with disinterest to the tune, scoffing as she finished and bowed at the paltry amount of love the mare had shown her.

Next came another poem, then a juggling act by two clownish earth ponies, then a gift of some hand-carved wooden furniture...the changeling's boredom turned to irritation as she received each pony's offering. These gifts were pathetic...insulting! Chrysalis' unsatisfied appetite for affection gnawed quietly within her. She motioned for the line of gift-givers to stop.

"Incompetent ponies...these devotions are piddling! WORTHLESS!" she berated them.

There was a moment of silence; her courtiers flinched at the abuse, though their bewitched expressions quickly returned to placid smiles. "My Queen, do you wish to break for lunch?" a serving stallion inquired. "It's a bit early, but..."

Lunch! Upon hearing the word, the queen's mouth began to water. Since the wedding she had mandated that all meals be prepared fresh and served to her promptly. Packaged pony foodstuffs tasted as bland as ever, but everything made by her bewitched kitchen staff was curiously delicious, the flavor somehow enhanced by their love as they cooked for her. Mealtimes were rapidly becoming her favorite times to absorb the ponies' love while indulging her newfound tastes in Equestrian cuisine. Her appetite for their cooking grew daily, though the unneeded sugar and calories only added to her creeping love-weight.

"Yes!" Chrysalis crowed eagerly. "An excellent idea. Bring in my lunch at once!"

Despite it being only a few hours since breakfast (a sumptuous spread of freshly-baked doughnuts, fruit juices and deviled eggs), Chrysalis' stomach began to growl. The changeling absentmindedly placed a hand on her plump gut as she drummed her fingers on the arm of her throne.

"Hurry up, peasants! I'm growing famished!" the queen spat.

The throne room doors opened and two mares dressed in immaculate chef's garb trotted in, pushing a large serving cart.

"Your majesty, lunch is now served."

Queen Chrysalis grinned, sitting up in her throne as the chefs uncovered the cart's platters, revealing a lunchtime feast: a half-dozen hayburgers, dripping with grease and condiments, accompanied by a half-round of chocolate cake, richly frosted with strawberry icing. The changeling licked her lips, fangs watering as the smells of freshly fried hay and sugary chocolate wafted towards her. Even from this distance the changeling could sense the love-energy the cooks had infused into her food.

"Well, hurry up, peons!" the queen cried eagerly. The chefs obeyed, hoisting the platters off the cart and holding them up before her, one on either side of the throne. The changeling reached out and grasped a burger, ignoring a proffered napkin as she brought the steaming, savory thing before her mouth.

Chrysalis sank her fangs into the hayburger, moaning in pleasure as the taste of greasy hay and sweetened condiments filled her mouth. Through it she could taste the cooks' love for her, which suffused the food with an irresistible tang that sent shivers through her body. She smiled, eyes lidded as she chewed the delectable bite, then swallowed heavily. The hayburger warmed her bulging throat as it sank down into her stomach, radiating love through her upper body. Six chomping bites later and the first hayburger was completely devoured, its greasy mass resting heavily inside her hungry belly. The queen licked salt and sauce off her lips as the empty plate was pulled away.

Chrysalis motioned for the cake next. Her servers promptly cut her a generous slice and held it forward as she forked a big bite past her fangs. The Queen shuddered with delight as moist, fluffy cake and rich, cool icing, all enhanced with latent love, danced across her taste buds. The sugary treat almost burned her senses as she fed off the affection her hapless subjects had baked into it. After five bites the cake slice was no more, the changeling sighing in pleasure as the last bite joined the burger in her stomach.

Her servers stepped closer with their remaining offerings. Chrysalis greedily reached out to grab from both trays at once. Holding a hayburger in one hand and a slice of cake in the other, she proceeded to take a big, sloppy bite of first one, then the other.

"Mmmph...ummph...oomfh...mmmfh!" the gluttonous queen moaned as she stuffed her mouth with food. Her eyes closed as her swollen cheeks struggled to chew and swallow each massive bite. Crumbs of cake and dollops of sauce fell from her maw, staining her expensive new dress and dribbling onto her hefty cleavage. Her stomach gurgled as it slowly filled, feeling hot and tingly as her body absorbed its meal of love.

A third serving mare suddenly appeared with a tall glass full of strawberry milkshake, topped with whipped cream and cherry, a bent straw inviting her to take a sip. Chrysalis leaned forward and slurped on the straw, the cool sweet beverage a refreshing complement to the salty burger and rich cake. Gulps of milkshake rolled down her throat as she drank, the liquid swelling and stretching out her rapidly filling stomach. Satisfied, the queen stopped sipping and the half-drunk milkshake was pulled back, and the remaining burgers and cake were brought forward again.

Chrysalis sensed movement as Shining Armor rose from his chair. The stallion bent over to her side, an amorous twinkle in his green-tinted eyes. He moved to kiss her, but pulled back as she stuffed another bite of hayburger into her mouth. Chrysalis eyed him lazily as she chewed, feeling the lusty affection welling up within him but unwilling to interrupt her meal.

"I love you, my queen!" Shining opined, his expression pleading.

A deliciously naughty thought flashed through her mind as she swallowed. "Then show it," she replied, spreading her legs in front of him. "Can't you see my mouth is busy?!"

Shining Armor smiled obediently and knelt before her, his blue-maned head disappearing underneath her rounded belly. The queen huffed and groaned as she felt his warm lips and tongue suddenly prod her dampening nethers. She slouched down in her throne and spread her legs wider, allowing Shining to push his muzzle between her thighs and against her marehood. Her whole body shivered as his tongue tickled and teased her pussy. Warmth and a wave of pleasure flashed across her body, mingling with the warmth from her digestion and causing beads of sweat to form across her brow. Chrysalis could barely finish her burger as Shining passionately probed and teased between her pussy lips with his dexterous tongue.

The two chefs watched them for a moment before turning to cart the leftovers away. "N-no..." Chrysalis gasped, motioning with one hand for them to continue feeding her. Her servants obliged her, picking up hayburger and cake from the serving dishes and holding them before the queen's face. Chrysalis opened her mouth and a burger was PUSHED inside, nearly gagging her before her fangs could tear off a massive bite, her cheeks swelling with food. She chewed furiously before gulping down the hayburger, throat bulging as she forced it down into her stomach. The queen gasped, panting for a moment until a slice of cake was forced between her lips. Her body quivered as she forced herself to focus on chewing and swallowing while Shining eagerly pleasured her.

The changeling shuddered as she was fed from both ends, the sugary, salty love of her chefs swelling in her stomach as the heavy, decadent lust of her Prince filled her loins. Fabric quietly groaned as it stretched, her dress growing uncomfortably taut around her middle as her chubby belly bloated round with food and love. Her hot, swollen stomach also groaned as it was packed full of rich, half-digested cuisine.

Chrysalis let out a muffled squeal as the last bite of cake was stuffed into her mouth. Her eyes began to tear up as she was overwhelmed by the sea of pleasure and love her body was swimming in - so much, so fast, so good...The queen's sweaty body shook as she came explosively, spraying crumbs from her gasping mouth, her warm juices soaking her Prince's eager face.

A loud RIIIP tore through her orgasmic bliss. Chrysalis gasped as she heard the sound of fabric tearing and stitches popping. She looked down and saw a long tear appear down the length of her dress. The fabric split as her bloated belly burst through, tight black flesh swelling outwards in a taut sphere as the tattered remains of her garment fell away. Chrysalis suddenly felt a pang of self-consciousness as she realized what had happened. Shining's face suddenly appeared as he pulled away from her nethers, pulling a bit of her ruined dress off his snout and staring amorously at her above the taut swell of her packed gut.

The changeling glanced at Shining Armor's bewitched blue eyes staring up from between her legs. Despite her bloated stomach, her now-wrecked dress, and being eaten out in front of a dozen courtiers, the last thing on her mind was queenly duties or court decorum. Not a single pony had voiced surprise or shock throughout her meal. They all stood staring at her, dopey smiles on their spell-bound faces, eagerly radiating affection for their 'ruler.'

"My dear Queen," one courtier asked, "have you had enough?"

"No," Queen Chrysalis replied, her eyes gleaming with greed. "More hayburgers! Another cake! And more love!"