“Hold still, Shining!” Cadance said through her teeth, muffled by his feathers as she preened through them.

Despite himself, he shuddered again. “It’s not easy...” Besides the still-unfamiliar – and quite intense – feeling of her working through his new feathers, there was also the matter of her magic touch down below, gently stroking up and down his shaft while also tingling its way around his balls. The Princess of Love’s touch wasn’t exactly easy to ignore.

And, of course, she was loving every moment of it. That couldn't be clearer. He wasn’t quite sure, but he thought he even heard a little bit of a contented chuckle from her as she pressed close to him, leaning over his back to reach his other wing.

He wouldn't have it any other way. Cadance was Cadance, and she was just too unbelievably wonderful to ever resent in any way. Just being close to her, her fresh floral scent, the warm silky softness of her fur against his ... not to mention the supremely talented touch of her love magic along his cock. It was almost enough to make him forget where he was.

Almost. Still, though, it wasn’t possible to ignore the fact that they were in the middle of a changeling hive. The twisted, alien shapes of the black rocks around them, the glowing green light from orbs of goo stuck to the ceiling ... and most distracting of all, the single changeling drone ‘attending’ them. He – or she? Or it? – sat there quietly and politely enough ... but it was abundantly clear that the drone’s unblinking blue-green eyes were focused obsessively on what Cadance’s magic was doing underneath his belly.

And just the thought of what they’d be doing next... Chrysalis. It made him shiver.

“Settle down!” Cadance nipped his wing a little, then started working on brushing out his coat with the little soft-bristled brush she’d brought. “I know you’re nervous, but you’re an alicorn now, and that means something.”

“It means I have to ... take a bath with ... her?”

Cadance laughed a little, brushing down his flank as her magic kept working underneath him. “Oh come on, now. She’s not that bad.”

He looked at his wife sternly. “She’s going to try to have sex with me!”

“Not that big of a deal.” She ran a comb through his tail – it had grown longer and more lustrous since he’d gotten his wings, and she seemed to greatly enjoy that. “After all, you already had sex with her once.”

“That was different! It was on accident, and I thought it was you!”

“Both times?”

“Yes, both times!” He groaned. “And, you know, those times she looked like you, not like ... a bug.”

“Well, it’s only fair,” Cadance said primly. “Our first ... diplomatic meeting was in my private tub, so now she wasn't the same courtesy in reverse. It’s actually a very intimate setting! I’m surprised more diplomats don’t make use of it.”

He shook his head. “Intimate is not what I want!” A shiver ran through him, involuntarily fluffing out the feathers Cadance had just finished smoothing down. “Have you seen those teeth of hers?”

“Oh, I’ve done much more than just see them...”

“Cadance!” That wasn’t helping! Not at all!

Before he could get a response out of her, another changeling drone came into the little cavern they were in ... the antechamber as they called it, though it looked much like the rest of the cave-like hive. “The Queen is ready for you,” the new drone said with a courteous bow.

Cadance patted his flank, then set off for the hole that drone had come in through. “Come on, it will be fine.”

Her magical touch had left him as well, leaving him throbbing hard and with no real options to do anything about it. He hesitated to bring it up, but it wasn’t as if the changeling drones hadn't noticed – both of them were already staring right at it. “Um, honey,” he said, “Don’t you think we should do something about this first?” He turned sideways toward her, making his ardently hard cock abundantly visible.

“Oh not at all!” She giggled. “Chryssy will love it!”

“Cadance!” he called, but she was already trotting out of the little room. And was she really calling Queen Chrysalis ‘Chryssy’ now? Oh, he did not have a good feeling about this. Not at all. But it wasn’t as if he was about to ask these two changeling drones for help, even though it looked like they might be eager to do it. And he wasn’t about to try cranking it out on his own, not with them watching, and not when Cadance clearly expected him to walk into this meeting with a raging hard-on. He didn’t have time, anyway. The two of them were clearly expected right away, and it would be unbearably awkward to have Cadance come alone, without him. As awkward as meeting the one being in Equestria he had the most reason to fear while sporting a raging erection? Well ... there just wasn’t any avoiding it any longer. He hurried after his wife. At least she was here. There was no way he could have handled this without her.

It wasn’t far to the Queen’s, well, bathroom, for lack of a better word. Just one short tunnel. The chamber they’d been in before was less of a throne room anteroom and more of a bathroom anteroom. And, of course, the two drones followed right behind him as he went.

The bathroom itself was an enormous cavern, stretching off into infinite darkness of unguessed size. Only nearby did more of those glowing gooey orbs hang to light the stalactites. The only thing lighting the distant reaches of the cavernous room was ... hundreds and hundreds of glowing changeling drone eyes. And if that all wasn’t enough to make his fur stand on end, there was the Queen herself, already in the tub – more of just a roughly circular depression in the rocks. She grinned hungrily at him, largely submerged in murky blue-green water that emitted its own faint glow. The slight sounds of the drone horde echoed throughout the huge and yet claustrophobic space, and the smell... He didn’t know if it was coming from the bathwater or from the changelings themselves, but there was a heavy, sickly sweet scent dominating the room, making it hard to even breathe.

Cadance bowed low. “Your Majesty...”

Shining, though, was too busy looking anxiously all around himself to observe the proper formalities. His erection even began to sag back down toward the rocky floor.

Still bowing, Cadance glanced back at him. “Shining!” she whispered under her breath.

He stared back at all those glowing eyes. “Are... Are they going to be watching us? The whole time?”

“Be polite!”

Finally, the diplomatic training Cadance had been running him through began to take over. He bowed as well, though he still kept his eye on all the changelings – especially the Queen. “Your Majesty,” he said as well.

Chrysalis’s toothy grin grew even wider. “Your Highnesses. Please, do come in. It’s lovely.”

Both he and Cadance rose at the same time, and they came together to the edge of the shimmering pool ... but Cadance was far ahead of him when it came to the step of actually getting in. She ... simply walked right in, her forelegs disappearing into the opaque water first and the rest of her body quickly following, until her long alicorn neck rose above the surface like a swan’s. “Ooh,” she said appreciatively, “It’s so rich and creamy!”

“Isn’t it, though?” Chrysalis raised one hoof above the surface, letting the water stream out through the holes in her leg, back down into the tub. “Only the best for my honored guests, of course.” She looked up at him. First at his face ... then rather lower, where his cock still hung low beneath his belly. “Aren’t you joining us, Your Highness? Not that I’m complaining about the view.” She licked her lips. “Ah, I’ve missed you. And I’m sure my changelings don’t mind getting a little extra show either. They are ever so starved for any kind of love.”

He fought the urge to cross his forelegs and attempt to hide his cock. Everyone here knew him, everyone here had already seen it. Well, except perhaps for all the drones quietly watching. He tried not to think about them too much.

Cadance looked up at him expectantly. “Come on, honey. It feels lovely – so warm and rich.”

Well, there just wasn’t any other option, was there? Not really. He had to do what he had to do. Steeling himself for the shock it might incur to his system, he shuffled forward until he teetered on the very brink of the dubious-looking pool. He had to take a deep breath – as deep as he could, given the smell – before he was able to force himself to dip one hoof slightly into the water ... water and whatever else the changeling Queen had deemed fit to put in there.

But Cadance was right. It actually did feel nice. As warm as a hot tub, but the water was rich and silky, almost like the texture of shampoo. Okay, as long as he didn’t think about where he was, who he was with, or what might actually be in this water, he could actually enjoy it. That was a lot of ifs.

Still, though, he had no choice in the matter, so he committed, stepping that hoof more deeply in. He soon found the rocky bottom below. It actually felt textured, to avoid slipping. That was a nice touch. It made him wonder if this was Chrysalis’s everyday bathtub, or if she saved it just for very special guests.

The next hoof in wasn’t too bad, but once he started stepping farther in, there came the dreaded moment when his swinging cock dipped into the surface. He shivered. Oh, this would feel really good ... in some other context. Right now, it was just difficult to deal with. The smooth warmth took his breath away, but he forced himself to go through with it anyway, plunging the rest of the way in quickly – the rest of his legs, his chest, his belly, his balls clenching a bit as they went under, the water flowing up over his ass and around his whole body ... and he was in.

Okay, okay. It wasn’t too bad, right? It felt nice ... if a little squirmy. He could all too easily imagine all sorts of unpleasant creatures swimming in the opaque, lightly glowing water. Of course, the worst creature in this water was the one he was perfectly well aware of. Chrysalis. Quickly, he half-walked, half-swam to his wife, sitting on the other side of her so that she’d end up between him and Chrysalis.

He should have known that wouldn’t work. As soon as he sat down at the edge of the tub, finding a contour of its curving rock sides that fit him well, Chrysalis moved. She moved like a serpent through the thick water, passing in front of both of them before sidling up next to Shining on the other side.

Shining gulped as the Queen leaned even closer to him. “So, um ... let’s get started, shall we?”

Chrysalis licked her lips, her long, snake-like tongue making a great show of it. “Oh yes. Let’s.”

“Right, well... I had a few items in mind for the agenda. First of all, establishing diplomatic relations – and a proper embassy – between Equestria and the Changeling Hive. And then, after that naturally enough comes trade negotiations. We also probably need to talk about some kind of official peace treaty and how we’ll respond if individual Equestrians or changeling drones violate the treaty. And of course, Equestria could offer love in return ... within, um, certain parameters that ensure the safety of...”

Throughout all of that, Chrysalis nodded along. “Mm-hm... Mm-hm...” Her hoof traced its way up one of his hind legs, and before he could even finish, she was directly touching his cock under the murky surface of the water. “Ooh! Still stiff, I see!”

“Cadance!” he squealed. “She’s ... she’s touching my...”

Cadance leaned in close on his other side, holding a wet foreleg around his shoulders. She shushed him. “Just try to relax, honey.” Another hoof joined Chrysalis’s in gently stroking his cock. He couldn’t be quite sure that it wasn’t simply Chrysalis using both hooves, but it felt gentler, more in tune with the way he liked things. He really hoped it was Cadance.

Chrysalis leaned in closer as well. “I’m just trying to get a little love in advance. As a show of good faith, you see.”

Cadance whispered in his other ear, “It’s rude not to touch her in return, don’t you think?”

He wasn’t nearly so sure about the etiquette of such situations, but he couldn’t deny her superior expertise in both love and diplomacy. And besides, he’d known something like this was bound to happen. There was no sense in trying to avoid it. After all, it couldn’t be that bad, could it? Surely there were many stallions in Equestria who would give anything to be in his position... He glanced over at the changeling next to him, at the lecherous fanged grin she was giving him, the suggestive half-lidding of her eyes. Many other stallions, not him.

Still, though, he had a task to do here. For the sake of ... diplomacy.

Shivering despite the heat of the bath as he did so, he reached his nearer hoof over until it felt the firm curve of Chrysalis’s belly. His hoof trembled as he moved it against her, but he forced himself to keep going. Down the gentle curve. Yes, there was one of her thighs. He followed the crease of her hip inward, trying not to think of the disturbing, insectoid lack of any teats to speak of. She opened her legs a little bit for him, giving him access to go deeper, deeper, deeper...

There. Even in the silky, soupy warmth of whatever was in this bathwater, there was no mistaking the slick heat he felt against the soft inner part of his hoof. Chrysalis’s pussy, already hot and winking for him. He gulped.

“Mmm,” she purred. “That’s it. Nice and easy to start out with. You know what I like, don’t you, Shining Armor?”

How could he possibly—? No. He stopped himself before he could fall into her mind games. All he needed to do was focus on what he was doing, give Chrysalis the ‘love’ she wanted, and that would be the end of it. Then he could spend a nice, very long time not thinking about any of this. Because the disturbing part was that Chrysalis felt good down there. The soft, pliant lips of her vulva was one part where felt exactly like a pony, and a very nice one at that. He tried not to think about how he’d felt this exact same pussy before. Did the feel of it change when she transformed, or was this exactly what every stallion who ever fell into her web of deception felt when they touched her?

Meanwhile, that was hardly the only thing he had to try and avoid thinking about. The chittering of the changeling drones was louder now. They were closer, watching more intently. Hungrily. Impatiently. Oh yes, the opacity of the water wasn’t fooling them at all. They knew what was happening beneath the surface.

Fortunately or unfortunately, what was happening down there was that his cock was getting fully hard again. If he wasn’t careful, the tip of it might stick up out of the water.

And the changelings weren’t the only ones who noticed. Cadance nuzzled his cheek affectionately. “See, I told you it wouldn’t be so bad.”

“They’re watching us,” he said shakily, glancing behind himself. The unblinking eyes stared back.

Cadance smiled and rubbed his cock more firmly under the water ... it actually made pretty good lube ... her hoof was feeling amazing down there. Her hooves? It would be nice if he could imagine both hooves down there were Cadance’s ... and that he was somewhere else entirely. She kissed the side of his muzzle. “Just close your eyes and relax. Pretend they’re not there. Chryssy promised me they wouldn’t interfere with anything.”

‘And you trusted her?’ he wanted to scream. He kept quiet, though, and made an effort to do what she asked, leaning back against the edge of the tub and taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, trying to simply enjoy the physical sensations of getting his cock stroked inside a hot tub.

There was a slight splash. A moment later, he felt the unmistakable pleasure of a mare’s mouth around the tip of his cock, quickly going deeper and swallowing him down. And she was doing it skillfully, caressing every bit of his shaft with her lips, her tongue, and then her throat.

Despite himself, he groaned. That did feel amazing. Only... “Cadance,” he said haltingly, “please tell me that’s you.”

“Silly. If that was me, my mouth would be too full to talk ... and I probably couldn’t hear you through the water anyway.”

“Are we sure that’s even water?” He winced, but kept his eyes closed as he’d been told. He knew how to follow orders after all, even if he and Cadance were technically equals now. “And ... what about her teeth?”

“Do you feel any teeth now?”

He shook his head.

“Then trust her. She knows what she’s doing.”

Oh, he wasn’t about to trust her. Not for one minute. But he could definitely believe that she knew what she was doing down there. Even as Chrysalis’s throat plunged effortlessly up and down his length, her long, sinuous tongue snaked out, curling around the base of his shaft, dancing over his balls, teasing and tickling every last part of him that ever had the misfortune of not being planted deep inside her tight, warm throat. Her rhythm was perfect, the pleasure undeniable. This was right up there with Cadance’s best ... and even Cadance couldn’t do that thing with her tongue, though she could make up for it with magic when she was in the mood to.

Gradually, he opened his eyes. Only a little bit of Chrysalis's back and wings were visible, bobbing up and down slightly in the water as she fellated him.

“Feeling a bit more comfortable now?” Cadance asked gently.

He tried to breathe. Between the damp smell of the cavern and Chrysalis’s absolutely sublime efforts on his cock, it wasn’t easy. “A little,” he said with a tiny nod.

Before Cadance could say anything in reply, Chrysalis pulled herself up off of him, breaching the surface with a deep gasp for air. The thick, slimy water cascaded off of her features, falling back down into the pool in gooey blobs. “Mmm,” she said, licking her lips. “As delicious as ever.”

“That’s my Shiney!” Cadance squeezed him tightly against herself.

“Would you like a turn, Your Highness?” Chrysalis said with a knowing little smile.

“Oh why yes, Your Majesty! Of course I would.” With a half-mocking bow to match the lilting cordiality in her voice, Cadance plunged beneath the water herself.

A moment later, the familiar heaven of his wife’s lips was wrapped around his cock. Chrysalis’s oral skills may have been shockingly intense, but only Cadance truly knew how he liked it – slow, steady, and deep. She slid herself perfectly up and down his shaft.

Chrysalis, meanwhile, had angled herself in front of him, looking him straight face to face as the last bits of the bathwater dripped down the membranous filaments that made up her mane. There could be only one meaning behind that sultry look in her eyes, and he was entirely certain that he wasn’t ready for it.

Ready for it or not, though, that didn’t change how inevitable it would be.

Shining just let himself go slack when Chrysalis kissed him, giving in to it, letting her dominate his mouth even as his cock filled Cadance’s. For a moment, Chrysalis was content with his lips alone, but that didn’t last long. Soon, she plunged her tongue into his mouth – the narrow, forked tip of it easily slipped through his defenses, letting her explore his mouth as their lips locked together, as she held a hoof around the back of his head to hold him closer, as he moaned from Cadance’s undeniable skill under the water.

The salty, musky taste of the bathwater invaded his mouth right along with Chrysalis’s tongue, but that was only the beginning. She had so much more to give him ... whether he wanted it or not. That tongue of hers wasn’t content just to explore his mouth for long. Soon, it found the back of his throat, and despite his muffled little scream, it plunged inward.

Now Cadance wasn’t the only one with her throat being invaded. Shining whimpered around Chrysalis’s tongue, but that only seemed to make her enjoy it more. She twisted and flicked that long, muscular tongue of hers, tickling his throat until he thought he would gag ... and still, anyone observing it from outside – for instance, that horde of changelings right over there – wouldn’t have any way to know it wasn’t simply an ordinary, if rather deep, kiss.

When Cadance came up for breath, not a word was needed. Chrysalis retreated from his mouth and plunged back into the water. Cadance took her place, kissing and caressing her husband.

Shining much preferred this arrangement. Cadance’s kisses were gentler, more loving, softer ... and far less invasive. He could enjoy kissing her. He could enjoy Chrysalis down below, as well, it had to be said. Everything that made her an intimidating partner to kiss made her an amazing blowjob artist. Every part of him down below was being caressed and tickled into the absolute maximum of pleasure.

And when Chrysalis came back up, Cadance was right there to take her place.

Though he wouldn't admit it to anyone – especially not himself – as the two of them switched back and forth, Shining actually began to enjoy Chrysalis’s exotic kissing technique. It began to feel more natural to swallow her, as if he himself was sucking a thin, writhing cock ... but not like a stallion’s cock, not in gay way, if that made sense. The deep, plunging organ invading his throat was still utterly feminine in every way.

And, actually, he was beginning to get so comfortable with it that between Cadance’s earlier magical massaging and the two incredible mares’ efforts at sucking him off, he was actually ... actually getting close.

They must have known that – both of them had to have felt the massively wide flaring of his tip and known exactly what it meant. But he still felt compelled to warn them, choosing one of the brief moments when both of them were above water. “Gonna cum!” he blurted out into the brief window of opportunity, letting anyone hear it who may. Including their whole audience of drones.

Chrysalis and Cadance didn’t waste any time. Both of them working together lifted him a little with their magic, the light blue and acid green hues mixing around him, bringing him just high enough for his flared tip to breach the surface of the water. And once he was showing there, they went for each other, rather than for him. Just above his tip, the two mares kissed, both of them still dripping with the gooey bathwater. Their hooves stroked him beneath the surface, working surprisingly well together, and their lips sometimes brushed his tip ... but it was the sight of them kissing – absolutely making out – that did it for him, pushed him over the edge. That, and maybe the memory of Chrysalis’s tongue invading his throat, the thought of that happening to Cadance...

With a strained groan, he finally let loose. His cock throbbed under the water, and a thick white jet sprung from his tip, splashing exactly where the two mares’ lips met. It doused them, dripping from their faces, slipping over their twisting tongues, and both of them looked at him as his second spurt came, gazing up at him adoringly as he painted both faces white in sticky streams. They didn’t stop kissing either, enjoying each other – and the little bits of cum that slipped from one mouth to another – as he emptied himself onto them. Most of his cum dripped down into the bathwater, but both mares certainly got enough to have a nice little taste of it before he finally ran dry.

Of course, now that he was an alicorn, running dry was just a temporary inconvenience. All that stamina had its benefits, which Cadance could certainly attest to. If the two of them weren’t careful, they could end up going again and again all night, never getting a wink of sleep. And that meant his erection wasn’t going anywhere, especially not with the orgasm-inducing sight of these two incredible mares deep kissing as his cum dripped from their faces.

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