Who Died and Made YOU King?

Chapters

And she's the Queen
But now he's the king
The Queen Services her King.
Hey Mama
What once was
But now is
The Real Twilight (Trigger warning)
And Then They Fucked. (I don't know, you come up with the title.)
Technically correct is the best kind of correct.
Seduction is like a game of chess

And she's the Queen

Author's Note

For clarification: Scarlet is Chrysalis. Each name will be used based on which form she is currently taking within the story, including if she decides to take other forms during her adventures.

And she's the Queen

Scarlet was lust drunk. Every newbie changeling experiences it at some point, but never her.

The alcohol sure didn't help either.

Unlike love, changelings cannot feed on lust. It is simply a marker for prey which could potentially have love extracted. This is why changelings must either assume the form of a loved one or engage in coitus to recieve sustenance. Otherwise, they could just walk into a room full of college students and wiggle their flanks or flex their cocks and walk out completely full. But lust is still a stimulant. Much akin to how the smell of cooking food can drive a starving pony to get to the food at all costs, lust would drive a starving changeling to get to the love at all costs.

As Scarlet was led by the towering biped, she could not think about anything but him. Her tunnelvision didn't allow her to take note of where she was or who passed her by. The only thing she could think about was Anon, who was leading her straight to his bedroom.

Not even a beat after the click of the bedroom door closing did the changeling quite literally leap up into Anon's arms. She mashed her mouth against his in a desperate attempt to find her meal. This action was met with with swift and painful slap to one of her generous flanks, and a hand reach up to pull her away from his face by the mane. She yelped.

"Oh no you don't, bitch."

He threw her comparatively small body onto the bed. Scarlet could only glare in stunned silence being completely unfamiliar with rejection from a stallion.

"I had you read the moment I laid eyes on you. You can't hide your true self from me."

Scarlet's eyes widened. Shit. She got careless. She should have at least entertained the idea that he could see through her disguise... but why was he taking his clothes off?

She watched as he slowly stripped down to just his underwear, a titanic tent clearly visible. He began walking slowly towards her, her fight or flight instincts going haywire in competition to the now ludicrous amounts of lust that was radiating from the man.

"When you've had as many mares as me, it takes just a moment to know exactly what kind of mare they are, and you positively scream brat."

Scarlet continued to stare, only half processing what the man was saying.

"You act dominant and confident, but deep down..." Now at the edge of the bed, he reached out and grabbed her mane again, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.

"You just want to be fucked until you break."

Scarlet let out a whorish moan in response to his words, noticing her tail flagging and her pussy positively gushing. Using his free hand, Anon fished his gargantuan cock from his underwear, and the sight made Scarlet's breath hitch. Easily 10 inches long and girthy to boot, it was quite simply the best looking cock she had ever laid eyes on. Despite having never seen a human's dick before, her instincts immediately made her mouth water, and she began drooling onto herself, eyes fixated on the tower of manmeat in her face.

Anon began slapping her cheeks with his steel member. "The first thing you're gonna do is; you're gonna suck out all the stale cum from daddy's cock so that when I fuck you, you'll be flooded with nice fresh cream. Understand, slut?"

The once proud and strong changeling queen simply nodded her head, eyes never leaving his cock.

Anon smirked. "Good girl."

Lining his cock up with her muzzle, Anon began to push his tip into her maw. Scarlet began to suck, drawing him further into her mouth and eventually to the back of her throat. In a single motion, she had taken his entire 10 inches into her throat causing him to hilt, his fat balls resting on her chin. Scarlet hadn't even thought about it. Pure instinct caused her to relax her throat and run her tongue along his shaft, worshipping it for the chance to sample his sweet foalbatter.

"One stroke. I knew you were a complete fucking slut." Anon pulled on her mane, making her back off his shaft, the pain in her scalp causing her pussy to wink. With only the tip remaining in her mouth, Scarlet could take a breath causing the man's musk to fill her sinuses. How had she not noticed how amazing he smelled earlier? Her marehood continued to throb and wink.

Anon began pushing and pulling her head around his cock in a slow rhythm, his dick unnaturally easily sliding into and out of her hot, tight throat. Scarlet expertly inhaled and exhaled before the shaft was pushed back in, earning her more lungfuls of his powerful musk. She moaned loudly around his cock each time.

Having been properly stretched, Anon removed himself completely from Scarlet's throat, watching her gulp in large breaths of air.

"On your back, facing me, slut." He demanded.

She obediently laid down onto her back, her head hanging slightly off the edge of the bed. Anon once again began lightly slapping his spit-soaked cock onto her face.

"I'm gonna fuck your throat now. I'm not gonna stop until I either cum or you pass out. So get ready."

Once again, he lined up his dong with her mouth and pushed forward, only this time, placing his hands on both sides of her face to keep her still. He watched as her throat bulged to accommodate his gargantuan fuckrod. Once hilted, me moved his hips back leaving just his head in her mouth once again. Only this time, instead of slowly pushing his way back in, he thrust forward, hard, getting his cock as deep as it could go. His sack slapped audibly against Scarlet's forehead.

Anon began pumping away in earnest, causing Scarlet to sputter and gag around his meat, her face becoming a mess of tears, spit, snot and precum. The only oxygen she could grab was during the quarter second his shaft would vacate her throat on the backswing. This is the only thing that kept her from blacking out from what felt like an eternity of having her throat absolutely violated. In reality, the ordeal lasted no more than 2 minutes as Anon finally hilted for the last time into her throat and released his sticky payload directly into her stomach.

The sensory overload proved to be too much for Scarlet. Anon's heavy musk filled her sinuses, the flavor of his salty cum and pre danced across her tongue. Her lungs were aflame from a lack of oxygen, and her stomach warmed from Anon's hot seed flooding it. To top it all off, love gushed out of Anon and into her like a bursting dam.

Scarlet came.

Hard.

Her body twitched and convulsed as bolts of pleasure shot through her whole body. Her pussy unleashed marecum like a firehose. Were it not for the fat schlong blocking her airway, she would have screamed.

"Oh fuck." Anon exclaimed watching the show unfold beneath him. He slowly withdrew his cock from the vice grip of Scarlet's throat and allowed the last few spurts if cum to land right on her face. Now that her airway was finally clear, Scarlet could only let out a deep throaty groan before greedily sucking in a gulp of air.

As Scarlet panted hoarsely and stared blankly into the room, Anon moved around to the nightstand retrieving a box of make-up wipes. He returned to the edge of the bed, picking up her limp, half-conscious body. He moved her to the head of the bed and laid down with her under one of his arms, the other fishing out a wipe from its packaging. Anon gently brought the wipe to her face and began removing the grotesque build-up of fluids and mascara that had run all over her face. It took more than one wipe, but after a few minutes Scarlet's face was (relatively) clean.

"Holy shit, baby girl. You really are a first rate slut."

The heaping dose of love she just received had cleared Scarlet's hunger-fogged mind, and the cool wipes against her face had brought her consciousness back from the depths. Now that she could process his words, her heart skipped a beat and she felt a blush form on her cheeks. Thankfully her red coat hid it from view. Nopony had ever talked to her this way. In her prime she would have had anypony who dared speak to her like that drawn and quarter or ripped apart by her own magic.

"I was starting to get worried at the end there. You went nearly two whole minutes without a proper breath, but you never pushed me off so I kept going." He ran his fingers through her sweat soaked mane.

Ironically, Scarlet's disguise almost got her in serious trouble. A typical unicorn pony, heck even a relatively weak one could use their magic to at least get their partner's attention. A changeling in the throes of a starved passion, however, can barely muster enough magic energy to keep their form. Anon had been operating under that assumption, his words earlier merely empty dirty talk. If Scarlet not been well versed in performing fellatio and able to steal small gulps of air, she may have wound up seriously hurt. And yet, she couldn't deny the pounding in her chest, the sheer intensity and peril of the fuckfest had wound her key so tight she busted without ever touching her nethers. As she thought, Anon drew his lips to hers, coaxing her into a passionate make-out session. Scarlet's mind was doing backflips. This man had just dominated her, mind and body, and yet rather than take her life, he lovingly wiped away the mess and kissed her gently. The human was truly like no other. A stallion is almost never so aggressive, and those that are are even more rarely kind.

As Anon pulled away, a strand of saliva connect their lips. He carressed her face with his free hand and looked deep into her eyes. "Are you ready to get fucked until you break?" The words caught Scarlet off guard, but not nearly as much as what happened next.

"Please..." Scarlet replied in a whisper, barely processing what she had just said.

In one swift, seemingly practiced motion, Anon flipped Scarlet onto her front. He pushed her front end into the soft mattress and raised her flanks as high as they could go, putting her on display like a cheap prostitute. His hands began roaming her soft, round ass, squeezing and groping like someone appraising a fruit.

"You've been a good girl." He lined his diamond hard erection up with her winking and drenched pussy.

"And good girls get rewarded." He seethed as he plunged his 10 inches into her fiery depths. Slowly but surely, his girth spread her love canal wider and wider, deeper and deeper. Scarlet moaned loudly as inch after agonizing inch found its way into her folds. Every time she thought he couldn't possibly go further, there was another inch. Eventually he bottomed out and he could feel his entire cock being massaged and kissed by her velvety walls.

"God damn. I've never had a mare that can take all of me. It's like you were born to take my cock."

Scarlet found herself hard pressed to disagree with the statement. More and more of her was becoming convinced that the human was the world's greatest lover, and as the world's great love eater, what more natural fit is there?

Scarlet gasped as pleasure shot through her like a bullet. Anon had begun retreating his cock from her depths, and with every inch that he withdrew, she felt emptier.

Giving her pussy the same treatment as her throat, Anon withdrew his dick until only the head remained with her tunnel. He pushed into her again, faster this time, and once again felt his member be engulfed in her furnace. Chrysalis screamed in bliss as she was much more suddenly filled once again, the sensation traveling from her depths and radiating outward to her entire body. She had just came on the first thrust. Anon could feel her trying to milk his cock for his fresh seed, but her womb would have to continue to wait.

Anon stayed hilted inside of her, letting the mare ride out her second orgasm of the night. As her body relaxed, he brought his hand down firmly onto one of her flanks receiving a yelp in response.

"Who told you you could cum, slut?" He brought another hand down onto the same flank, letting the sound ring out into the room. Scarlet could only moan in response.

"You better hope you can last longer than that for your next one, because I'm nowhere close, and I intend to fuck you until I cum AT LEAST once." He began to pump his hips, steadily but still slowly moving his cock in and out of her depths.

Meanwhile, Scarlet's mind was falling apart. She could no longer think straight as she could only focus on the gargantuan cum dispenser that was being driven into her sopping wet hole.

Anon began picking up the pace, now fucking hard enough to create an audible plap when his hips met with Scarlet's rump. Scarlet could now feel his pendulous balls slapping softly against her clit, increasing her pleasure even more which she previously though impossible. Anon steadily kept increasing his speed until he was all but jackhammering into her needy cunt. Once he was up to speed, he felt her insides tighten once more, and a healthy spray of marecum coated his balls and thighs. Scarlet moaned loudly once again unable to stop the torrent coming out of her pussy. This was impossible. a stallion shouldn't have lasted more than thirty seconds in her confines, but here Anon was only now getting up to his desired pace a minute in.

This continued for several more minutes. At regular intervals the damn would burst once again making Scarlet's body convulse and her pussy quiver as she unleashed more marecum directly onto Anon's sack. Scarlet had lost count at 7 orgasms. Finally after orgasm number 8, something changed. Anon reached down with his hand and grabbed the mare's mane, roughly yanking her head back causing her back to arch and her to moan whorishly more. Anon began delivering powerful spanks to her raw flanks once again, the new pains simply adding to her pleasure, causing her to cum twice as frequently and twice as hard. Scarlet didn't know when she had even consumed enough liquid to be spraying like this.

The next change came another 9 orgasms later, when anon leaned himself forward, pushing her face roughly into the mattress, giving him room to draw his hips back even further and pinning the helpless mare down, unable to move even a single hoof under his weight. His thrusting sped up one last time into what could only be described as a fuck frenzy. Anon was finally getting close, not that Scarlet could even tell. Wet slaps filled the air as Anon thrust harder and harder into the mare, allowing more and more orgasms to follow until finally Anon hilted himself into her slit one last time. He used his grip on her mane to twist her head to the side to allow him access to her full lips and he began to pump wave after wave of thick seed into her womb.

Scarlet came once again, this time even harder than she had the first time. But something was much different.

As Anon's love cascaded into her and his seed filled her belly, in her brain a synapse fired. One that had laid dormant for centuries. This synapse started a chain reaction of absolute euphoria through her entire body. Everything shook from her legs, to her torso, to her head. The orgasm was powerful enough to cause her to black out, all the while something began to change deep in her psyche, as well as her body.

As Anon withdrew his cock from Scarlet's sticky snatch, a wave of exhaustion hit him like a freight train. Unbeknownst to him, the love being taken from him had put a physical toll on his body. Typically more than ready to go another few rounds in the ring, Anon felt himself KO'd in just the second round. Anon's body flopped to Scarlet's side, panting heavily and drooping his eyelids farther and farther until eventually the annuls of sleep overtook him. But just as he lost consciousness with a new gorgeous mare in his arms, he could have sworn her bright red coat was getting darker and darker.

But now he's the king

Author's Note

I think I'm going to try my best to alternate chapters between clop and story. That means this chapter is all plot, so next chapter will be all plot

That also means the chapter title doesn't quite make sense, but I didn't feel like writing an 8000 word chapter, but the pun still needed to finish.

But now he's the king

Anon awoke groggily from his slumber. Vaguely recalling the events from last night, Anon frowned. He was certain he showed his companion a good time last night, but couldn't for the life of him figure out why he tapped out so quickly. He looked to his side and noticed the lack of a certain red pony in his bed. Facing back up to the ceiling, Anon began to process the events of last night. Maybe she actually knew who I was and was disappointed I stopped so early? he pondered. She was probably still cheating on her husband and had to be back before he noticed she was out so late. he thought next. Yeah, that's prob-

Anon's thoughts were cut off by a warm sensation on his cock. Suddenly his entire thing was engulfed in wet hot goodness. He only knew one mare that could take him in one stroke like that. He smiled and thought to himself Awesome, now I can give her the full frontal Anon experience and make sure my reputation is intact.

Smirking to himself, Anon grabbed the corner of his comforter and threw it off, but instead of being met with bright blue eyes and a red coat, he was greeted by... well... Anon didn't know. It was pony shaped, as far as he could tell. Likely a female. He gazed past her head to her very shapely and large rump. OK, definitely female. Her "mane" was a unique shade of green and blue, moreso blue, that was translucent and cascaded down past her shoulders. Her body was black as the night sky, and reflected light as if it were ceramic. Her eyes were green and looked almost as if they were glowing in the mid-morning light. Speaking of eyes, they stared into Anon's. Wide and fearful, like a cat who was just caught trying to break into the catnip container.

As they stared at each other, the new creature slowly began to slide her muzzle down his erection once more.

"DON'T JUST KEEP SUCKING LIKE NOTHING'S WRONG!"

Chrysalis withdrew the dick from her mouth at the speed of light with a loud pop.

"But it tastes so gooood," She whined like a teenager.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?"

Chrysalis flinched. "You're being very loud this morning. I didn't think you had that much to drink last night. Considering how good you fucked me, I was certain you were sober."

"Okay, ignoring that fact that you just implied I couldn't destroy your pussy while drunk, I came home last night with a cute blonde, not some weird... bug... horse thing!"

"Bug horse thing..." she repeated quietly. Chrysalis looked down and saw her normal chitinous legs instead of the fuzzy red ones she had fallen asleep with last night.

"Shit!" She exclaimed. "Oh well. Cat's out of the bag now." She stated flippantly. She opened her maw and stuck out her tongue, approaching the cock in her hooves to continue sucking it.

"OI!" Anon yelled as he flicked Chrysalis' horn. She hissed in response, causing Anon to startle.

"Explain, or no more dick for you."

Chrysalis sighed and her expression soured, obviously not used to being told no.

"I'm a changeling, obviously. Never seen one before?"

"Uh, yeah. More than a couple. They're not black with windows to their organs."

"Ugh. Don't remind me. This is what a changeling is supposed to look like. Those ungrateful whelps betrayed me and decided to become walking talking children's toys instead of the proud armored warriors they were. Now may I please go back to sucking your beautiful cock?"

"No!"

Chrysalis frowned.

"So, what? Do you get your kicks by pretending to be other mares? Is Scarlet even your real name?"

"Well, I'm the sole owner of that name nowadays. So I guess it's appropriate to say it is my name. But most know me by Chrysalis."

"Chrysalis..." Anon repeated. "Where have I heard that name before?"

Chrysalis shrugged, eyes fixated on the member in her hooves. "Probably history class."

Anon suddenly made the connection.

"WAIT! QUEEN CHRYSALIS!? As in the Queen Chrysalis that infiltrated the royal family and nearly destroyed Canterlot TWICE? THAT Queen Chrysalis???"

She smirked. "The very same. Looks like you have two brain cells to rub together after all."

"I fucked a terrorist last night..." Anon observed, the color draining from his face. "Fuck me..."

Chrysalis then turned around, lining her backside up with Anon's shaft and then plunged herself down on the rod.

"FUCK! NO. STOP!" Anon screamed desperately.

Chrysalis stopped moving, halfway down the man's meat.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME YOU CRAZY BITCH!"

Chrysalis completely withdrew Anon's dick from her love glove and rolled herself onto the other side of the bed, her eyes watching his.

Anon fumbled around in an awkward attempt attempt to get off of the bed. He lost his footing more than once trying to stand and make a run for the door. As he reached out to turn the knob, he noticed something. Chrysalis had made no attempts to stop him.

Anon turned around and looked at Chrysalis, sitting on the bed unmoving.

"What the fuck is your game, lady?"

"Game?" Chrysalis tilter her head.

"Yes, what the fuck is your plan? We're you trying to go through me to get to Twilight?"

"Twilight? Twilight Sparkle?" Chrysalis rolled her eyes. "I don't know why you're bringing up that pathetic excuse for royalty, but all I wanted last night was a good fuck and a good meal. Thankfully for me those are the same thing."

"You really expect me to believe that? Go fuck yourself."

Anon turned to leave. As he opened the door to make his escape, he stopped as his ears were met with a husky, loud moan. He whipped his head around to see the changeling queen on her back, legs spread and a phallus made of magic (that looked VERY similar to his own) gliding deep into her pussy.

"WHAT THE FUCK? I DIDN'T MEAN IT LITERALLY!"

Chrysalis continued to pump herself with the magic dildo.

"Then oooh what did uuuhnf you mean haaaah?"

"I don't fucking know! It's just something yo-"

Aaaahuuuh!

"Why the fuck are you doing that?"

"unf Because you aaah said so."

"What the fuck do you mean because I s- WOULD YOU FUCKING STOP!?"

As soon as the words left his lips, the magic dildo disappeared and Chrysalis sat up again.

"What do you mean because I said so?"

"Simple. You said to, so I did."

"BUT WHY!??"

Chrysalis shrugged.

"So what? You mean to tell me that if I told you to wag your tail and bark like a dog you wou-"

"Woof woof!"

Chrysalis lowered her front, allowing her rump to point skyward, her tail swishing back and forth. The sound that came out of her mouth wasn't a poor imitation of a dog's bark, but an actual bark. She stuck out her serpent-like tongue and panted for good measure.

"Uuuh... roll over?"

She rolled across the bed, tail never stopping and eyes never breaking contact, though she seemed to be getting more irritated.

"Anon, while last night showed a new side of me that loves to be trampled on, this feels more mentally degrading than sexually degrading. Would it be alright I went back to su-"

Knock knock

"Is everything all right in there, Anon, sir?" Came a voice from the other side of the door

"I thought I heard some shouting. And.. a dog?"

Anon started sweating. "Uh.. Y-yeah. Everything's fine. Just some uh... some really, REALLY kinky foreplay."

A low whistle came from the other side of the door. "That blonde from last night? She must be a real freak."

Anon stared at Chrysalis. "Yeah. As freaky as they come." Chrysalis narrowed her eyes at that.

"Well, I'll leave you two at it. Try to make sure this one can still walk out of here, alright?"

"Can do, Smokey."

The tell-tale clip-clop of hooves could be heard moving away.

"Friend of yours?" Chrysalis broke the silence

"Huh? Oh. Uh... kind of. He's been my guard for a few years now. So I guess we know each other well, but we don't hang out or anything."

"Guard? Against whom?"

"I'm the only one of my kind, so kidnappers, thieves, Lyra..." Anon shuddered at the last one.

Chrysalis looked around, analyzing her surroundings for the first real time. The walls were marble and the bed was fitted with lavish, silk sheets. The view out the window framed the entirety of Canterlot in all its glory.

"Anon. Where exactly are we? I may have been... tunnel-visioned, so to speak. Last night, I mean."

"Seriously? Kind of hard to miss the biggest palace in the nation."

Chrysalis felt her heart drop.

"WHAT!?"

The Queen Services her King.

"Do you want the guard to come back, you dumb bitch!?"

"NO!" Chrysalis' voice betrayed her desire to remain calm. Panic was beginning to set in as the realization that she was deep into her enemy's territory without so much as a single drone to help her escape.

"Then keep your fucking voice down! Smokey's a cool guy but if we get a noise complaint it's game over."

"You're not exactly the one in danger in this scenario!" Chrysalis retorted, but she knew he was right.

"Oh really?" Anon inquired, his face becoming somber. "What exactly are ponies going to think when they find out I let in one of the most notorious criminals in Equestrian history straight to the heart of Canterlot castle?" He moved slowly towards the queen. "Ponies are racist, skittish weirdos, and it took fucking a LOT of mares in order to gain even an inch of trust from them. And it doesn't help that the criminal I brought is known for stealing love, so it would make perfect sense to anyone looking in that we would be in cahoots. So you're going to calm the fuck down, and be quiet, and we're going to figure out how to get you out of here."

Chrysalis stared at the man. Her body was shaking at this point. Chrysalis was a confident, strong, cunning changeling queen. Or at least, she used to be. Cut off from her hive, malnourished and completely lacking a plan, her fight or flight instincts were kicking in hard. She voiced her predicament.

"Then give me something to distract myself with or my instincts are going to cause us both trouble."

"Fine." Said the man, sauntering ever closer to Chrysalis. "We'll kill two birds with one stone."

He dropped the sheet he had been using to cover himself, revealing his erection.

"I'm horny out of my mind right now. Probably has something to do with your magic. So you're going to take responsibility for my cock and hopefully we can figure something out after I cum."

Chrysalis, who had found herself having slowly crawled to the edge of the bed after seeing his cock, like a moth to a flame, nodded slowly. She never took her eyes off his bobbing manhood.

Anon closed the distance between them, his shaft perfectly level with her head.

"Open." He commanded.

Chrysalis obeyed, retracting her fangs and opening her maw wide. Her warm mouth completely enveloped the first few inches of his cock and made a vacuum tight seal, before Anon thrust his way in to the base. Anon let out a dreamy sigh, savoring the warmth around his cock.

"Fuck. This feels even better than last night," Anon observed.

With a pop, Chrysalis removed the dick from her mouth.

"Changelings are literally built to make you cum as fast as possible, so I should certainly hope so," states Chrysalis. Her matter-of-fact response betrayed an air of pride.

"Less talk, more suck, slut."

Chrysalis rolled her eyes, but nonetheless complied and placed Anon's erection back into her maw.

"Unf... So let's figure this out." Anon grabbed Chrysalis' horn to gain leverage.

"We walked in here last night with no problems." Anon felt the changeling queens warm throat and mouth wrap lovingly around his member, creating a vice that leaked saliva down onto his balls.

"I seriously doubt this place doesn't have wards to detect a malicious presence, especially one that's already well known. Otherwise I wouldn't be any safer here than standing out in an open field. So the million dollar question is; how did we get in without setting off those wards?"

Anon felt a tap on his inner thigh and looked down at the cock drunk slut. Her eyes looked into his with a certain intensity.

"Got an idea?" Using her horn, Anon pushed Chrysalis off his dick, the wet suction noise filling the room and a string of saliva connecting his shaft to her lips.

"When you found me I was nearly drained of all power. It's possible I simply did not have enough magic for the wards to detect. Or possibly the wards for changelings were removed after they transformed into those disgusting candy-colored cockroaches."

Anon pulled her right back onto his cock, the warmth contrasting the cool air that had battered his cock without her on it.

"Mother of the year, ladies and gentlemen."

For the briefest moments, a feeling Anon couldn't parse passed through her eyes. She returned to services his mighty rod, allowing her serpent-like tongue to caress and glide across his glans.

"So, assuming you would trigger the spells now, that means no walking out the front door. Could you become a Pegasus and fly out a window?" Once again Anon pushed the insatiable slut off his cock

"If I remember correctly from the last invasion, the windows here are decoration only. They don't open, and smashing one is a surefire way to get a dozen guards running and a magic arrow through my thorax while I try to fly away." Chrysalis returned to her work, every vein and bump could be felt on her tong. Before long she took her mouth off Anon's member of her own accord and began nursing his swollen testicles.

"And I would immediately look like I was helping you escape."

Anon closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.

"Stop. This isn't working."

Chrysalis stopped caressing the man's testicles with her mouth.

"Desperate times calm for desperate measures. Front hooves on the bed, ass out, curve your back."

Chrysalis did as she was told, her chitinous legs found their way onto the bed. She posed her body not unlike a cat mid stretch, her rear sticking upwards and her torso creating a salacious dip. Her hind legs spread out, revealing the her puffy ring and dripping slit between two solid black cheeks. And what cheeks they were

"God damn, girl! What the fuck did I feed you last night?"

Chrysalis was confused by the human's statement, until she located a standing mirror next to a dresser. Her flanks were positively enormous. They curved and cascaded into a pair of thick thighs. If Chrysalis wasn't literally aroused, terrified, and hungry, she may have questioned why her once slim figure was now thicker than the pony version of a Snickers, but there was no room in her thoughts for it.

"Oh yeah, this will do quite nicely for what I have in mind."

Anon lined his cock up with Chrysalis' marehood and pushed himself in. It was slow, and passionless, giving pause to the queen's comfort.

"There is a tale amongst my people..." Anon began. His hands found their way to the shapely and bountiful rear he was buried in.

"A tale of a great power. A power that in desperate times a man may call upon for guidance." His hands roamed around the bodacious rear. What looked like chitin instead felt smooth, soft and supple. Anon brought one hand up and slammed his palm atop her right flank, sending a ripple through the bouncy and doughy flesh and earning a whorish moan from the queen below.

"This supernatural clairvoyance is often called upon during man's darkest hours, and though often bringing shame upon oneself, he may use this power to undo his mistakes and correct them." Anon grabbed a fist full of ass on either side and stretched them outwards, further driving home how luscious and pliable her fat ass was.

"I speak, of course, of the Post-Nut Clarity." Anon continued to glide his hands across the black mounds surrounding his cock, occasionally drifting down to squeeze the juicy thighs underneath as well. This entire time, his cock had not moved an inch from being hilted within Chrysalis. The teasingly low amount of stimulation putting her on the brink of madness

"Fun biology lesson for you; not that I think your slut-brain even has the capacity to understand what I'm saying anymore. Immediately following an orgasm, the male body injects itself with prolactin. This chemical is a dopamine inhibitor, which if in the correct quantity, should kill all sexual arousal, leading to a hypersensitivity and softening of the penis. It's during this time that PNC is realized. When the fog of hormones is lifted, and a man can open his third eye and see to the ends of the universe."

While speaking, Anon continually bounces and smacks Chrysalis' flanks, his cock marinating in her juices.

"However, for a guy like me to achieve this state, I must experience a very powerful and intense orgasm. One that must be brought around through... alternative methods of stimulation."

Anon began to withdraw his cock from her canal at glacial speeds. Inch after inch of his bitchbreaker withdrew, covered in Chrysalis' abundant arrousal. Once withdrawn, his cock made an audible wet noise as it left, he pointed it upwards, placing the tip on Chrysalis' pucker.

"I'll be honest with you, babe. We're short on time, and frankly tyrants don't deserve my respect or patience. So try not to scream too loud. Oh, and push out so it doesn't hurt as much."

"What are yo-" was all Chrysalis managed to get out before Anon forcefully pushed her muzzle down into the mattress and shoved the entirety of his cock into her unprepared anus.

Chrysalis let out a high-pitched near screech, one made of half arousal and half agony. Her poor asshole and insides were stretched to their limit in an instant. The only thing that had kept it from literally being torn apart was the copious amounts of mare slick he had marinated his cock in before.

"FUCK that's a tight ass." He brought his hand down once again onto her cheek, letting the slap fill the air. "I'll give you about 10 seconds to relax before I start hammering. Maybe if we both make it out of this and you're a good girl I'll do this with you again properly, but for now your ass-cunt doesn't deserve my sympathy."

For the part of Chrysalis, pain radiated from her ass to her core. She thought she could never feel as full as she had last night, but now she felt even fuller. Tears welled up in her eyes as her scream turned from blood curdling to silent, now no longer needed to be muffled by the mattress. This man... this evil, evil man. She hated him. She hated how he had ripped apart every pillar she had left to stand on. He had destroyed her confidence, her pride, and her rationality. But the part she hated the most, was that she fucking loved it.

Deep behind the throbbing pain in her rear was a ring of otherworldly pleasure. It called out to her from the fog of agony until it was loud enough to hear clearly. True to Anon's word, he began to move his hips after 10 seconds. As the dick scraped her passage on its way out, making every vein and bump known, the pleasure increased. Then once Anon was almost out, he slammed back in with the same speed he had originally. Chrysalis screamed again, but this time that scream was more from pleasure than pain. By Anon's tenth thrust, that scream had been replaced by the whorish moans of a slutty cheerleader being passed around the hoofball team.

Chrysalis began to become lightheaded as the sound of hips meeting flanks filled the air. Being forced to breathe back her own carbon dioxide was leaving her weak, but that would soon be rectified as Anon grabbed a fistful of her mane and tugged her head up out of the mattress. She gulped down fresh oxygen and moaned more on the exhale. The next words out of her mouth caught even herself off-guard.

"DESTROY YOUR PATHETIC SERVANT'S ASS-PUSSY MY KING!"

Pleasure seeped deep into her core as she spoke the words, almost as if the words themselves had stimulated her. Anon laughed at the broken queen, thoroughly amused by the outburst, and positively diamonds from their implication. With a burst of strength even Anon wasn't aware he had, he reached beneath the changeling and behind her back legs, picking her up into a full nelson and wrapping her arms around her as his thrusts became quicker and more violent.

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Chrysalis clenched her jaw as a massive orgasm tore a warpath through her body. Marecum positively gushed from her pussy onto the mattress and floors below. Chrysalis knew from experience that this would be the first of potentially dozens.

And dozens there were. As Anon's balls slapped against her tain and pussy, the torrent from her nethers never seemed to end. Anon's thrusts began to slow in pace, but increase in length, nearly withdrawing his cock entirely before plunging it back into her back door. He leaned forward slightly so his mouth was next to her ear, where he stick out his tongue and drew a circle inside causing Chrysalis to shutter even beyond her constant orgasms.

Placing his tongue back in his mouth, Anon spoke. "Tell me what you want you pathetic slut."

Chrysalis answered through clenched teeth and short breath. "Pleeeeeaaase. Plant your seed in my useless whore ass, my king. Please I beeeeg yooouuu."

"As you wish."

Anon hilted himself within Chrysalis' ass and let his orgasm rock through him. His balls churned with a glorious might and his cock throbbed as Anon all but sprayed a copious amount of baby-making formula into Chrysalis' colon. Both the incredible pleasure and amount of cum pouring from his nutsack could only be explained through magic. Chrysalis let out one final moan as she felt her lower half distend slightly from the firehose of cum being unleashed inside her. After what felt like an eternity, Anon's well ran dry and he pulled Chrysalis off his now softening cock. An absurd amount of jizz cascading down onto the floor as he did so.

Anon unceremoniously and uncaringly dropped the half concious changeling back onto the bed, where he collapsed on his side next to her.

"We're not getting out of here."

Chrysalis was only half concious and was breathing heavily, but still managed to hear him.

"huff Hu- huff Huh?"

"In the last four seconds, I've been over all 4,285,284 scenarios where we try to make it out of here, and all of them fail."

Unwilling or unable to question his logic, Chrysalis could only offer a retort. "So, what? huff We just huff stay in here forever?"

"No. We have to do something else. And all three of us aren't gonna like it."

Chrysalis looked over.

"Three?"

Author's Note

Just so we're clear, this isn't typical Anon's personality. He's understandably absolutely livid with Chrysalis as he thinks she's evil (which she kind of is). Anon won't act so mean in the future.

Hey Mama

Author's Note

I've wrote this after only 4 hours of sleep and I'm too tired to proofread or grammar check. I'll do it later.

Hey Mama

"Three?" Chrysalis panted out.

Just then, a loud banging on the door rang out through the room and a yell came from the other side.

"ALRIGHT. YOU'VE GOT 10 SECONDS TO DISCONNECT AND COVER UP!" The voice of Smokey proclaimed from the other side.

Both inhabitants of the room sqt up quickly stiff as boards.

"Shit! Can you turn back?" Anon whisper-yelled to Chrysalis, though as he turned his head he was met with the mare he had brought home with him last night.

Just then the door opened and in strolled the guard.

"Sorry for the intrusion, miss, but rules are rules."

"Hey, I'm sitting right here!" Anon exclaimed with faux indignation.

"YOU already know the rules; no screams of pleasure or animal noises after 1100 hours, and you two managed to do both."

Anon looked down, an actual ounce of shame touching his face.

"I know, bud. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to make your job harder, something just came out of me I wasn't expecting."

Smokey looked at the man with sympathy. "Don't sweat it, man. It's literally why I'm here. We don't need another jockstrap incident."

"Oh! That reminds me." Anon stood from the bed and walked over to the nightstand, his half erect cock swayed pendulously as he walked. Taking out a piece of parchment and quill, he quickly jotted something down. Folding the paper, he brought it over to Smokey and stuffed it in a crook of his chestpiece. Can you take that to Big Mama for me? I got an issue that needs fixed."

"I don't know if she's got an opening in her schedule today, but knowing her she'll make time for you."
Smokey spoke while gazing slightly downward.

It was then that a draft blew over Anon's manhood, reminding him how exposed he was at the moment.

"See something you like, Smokey? You know I don't discriminate~" Anon smoke down to the pony with a smug smirk.

Smokey looked up with the world's most intense deadpan. "Anon, the only thing I feel when I see your cock is inadequacy."

"Pffft, don't be like that! You've got a great cock!"

Smokey rolled his eyes. "And HOW, exactly, would you know that?"

Anon chuckled as he walked back to the bed. "Remember the first month you were stationed with me? Before you got used to the smell? You were dropped out of your sheath every time I walked out the door."

Smokey flushed with embarrassment, as probably the last shred if dignity he thought he had was revealed to be a farce.

"Besides, there are some mares I can't even get into, and that just ends up being a bummer for everyone. Tell him, babe." He placed a hand on top of Scarlet's head.

"It's true. He's a freak." She stated without an ounce of exaggeration.

Smokey chuckled at the mildly offended look on Anon's face. "Wow Anon, pretty AND snarky. You gonna keep her?"

Anon looked down at the red-maned imposter. "That's still up in the air..."

"Welp! I'll leave you two alone to get freshened up. PLEASE try to keep your hands and hooves off each other in the shower. And I'll pass this along and let you know when you can see her." Smokey stated as he turned to leave

"Thanks, Smokey. You really are a good friend." Anon grabbed the scruff of Scarlet's neck and hauled her up like one would a cat, making her yelp. His other arm slid under her lower body and she was tilted sideways, putting her in a bridal carry as his hand let go of her scruff and went to supper her upper half.

Scarlet couldn't help but blush profusely at being so effortlessly handled and carressed. "You heard the stallion. Keep your clit in your hood until we're out." He began walking to the shower with her in his arms. He turned his head to whisper in her ear.

"And stay disguised. No telling if we'll be walked in on by housekeeping."

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After a (unfortunately) uneventful shower, Anon and Scarlet found themselves wandering the halls of Canterlot Castle. The walls of the palace stretched to perilous heights, and the hallways were winding and similar. Scarlet wondered how anypony could ever keep track of where in the castle they were. Back in her old hive, the Discordian Throne psychically linked her and her drones to the hive, allowing the changelings to almost literally feel where they were in the hive.

While the recent mind-numbing orgasm and hot relaxing shower she recently had was dulling her an iety, Scarlet still couldn't help but hear her heartbeat in her ears as they walked. As if sensing her feelings, Anon spoke.

"We've passed by bother the barracks wing and the royal bedrooms. If there were any glyphs within the castle, we'd have been shish-kebab'd on a guard's spear, so relax a little. Once we get to Big Mama, we're in the clear."

While it did very little to assuage her fears, Anon's confidence seemed to bolster Scarlet's nerves. Perhaps he was right. The situation was so far out of their control now, worrying was senseless.

Keep it together, Chrysalis. You were a Queen. You faced life and limb countless times in the badlands. So be good for Anon.

...

Wait what was that last part?

As Scarlet was lost in thought, it appeared as though they had arrived in a rather large foyer which was bustled with dozens of ponies. Scarlet could taste the anger coming off the crowd, although it tasted mostly of annoyance than anger. The ponies both murmured to themselves and loudly proclaimed their frustrations to a seemingly uncaring world. Over the hum of the crowd and from being too nervous to focus, Scarlet was unable to hear what had so many ponies in a huff.

"Anon."

Both the human and changeling nearly jumped out of their skin as the deep comanding voice nearby addressed them. Anon whipped his head towards the source. It was a rather large griffin whose only visible feature underneath his armor was piercing blue eyes and a burnt orange coat.

"Ah, lieutenant Tigerblood. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Anon inquired coolly.

How does he compose himself so well? Is he in truth a noble of some sort?

"Your presence is requested." Tigerblood stated.

"Oh! You're our escort. Come on, Scarlet."

The couple was lead away from the foyer in the direction they had come from. As the three walked, Anon broke the dead air.

"I always meant to ask you this, but shouldn't all griffin's names start with G?"

The griffin answered without stopping or turning to address the human. "I was raised by ponies. My parents found me as a cub," he stated.

"Ain't that some shit? I didn't know my birth parents either. What do your folks do?" Anon tried to make small talk to distract himself and his partner.

"My father was an ice cutter and my mother still makes the best snowcones in Equestria."

Anon chuckled. "Oh! I get it. Tigerblood! Cus you're orange and it's a snowcone syrup flavor!"

"Astute observation, sir," Tigerblood replied plainly.

"Lighten up a little, man. Life's too short to br serious all the time."

"It's precisely because of how short life is that I chose to protect it."

Before Anon could retort, the trio found themselves outside of a large lavish door.

"We're here. Big Mama will see you now." The griffin gave a salute and marched away, leaving the two in an empty hallway.

We'll, this is it," said Anon while placing his hand on the door. "This is the make or break point."

Scarlet swallowed hard against the lump in her throat. "For what it's worth, despite being an evil cunt, you were one of the best lays I've ever had."

And with that backhanded compliment, Anon pushed the doors open.

Inside at the center of the room sat a mare. The two approached her with trepidation. As they closed the distance, the smile on the mare's face grew wider. The two continued to approach until Anon was in arm's length of the mare who spoke to break the silence.

"Hey, Big Daddy-" She flirted.

"Hey, Big Mama." Anon flirted back.

He reached a hand out to caress the tall lavender mare's cheek and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. Anon was loudly and lewdly frenching none other than Twilight Sparkle, ruler of Equestria.

"SHE'S BIG MAMA!!??"

What once was

Author's Note

This chapter is a roller coaster of emotions. It will be sad. It also is going to break the rule of interchanging clop and story by having both. Do not be mad at me if you get a hard-on and then immediately lose it.

What once was

5 years ago

"You know, I'm starting to think you just have a xeno-fetish."

Rhythmic slapping of flesh echoed throughout the crystalline room and into the halls. The rear legs and flanks of Twilight Sparkle sat perpendicular to the knealing Anon's crotch. Sweat and natural lubricant dripped in copious amounts from the taller-than-average mare and onto the sheets below. During a particularly well angled thrust, the recently crowned Princess of Equestria let out a husky and loud moan.

"Less talking. More fucking," Twilight demanded of her bipedal companion.

"Twilight Sparkle? Demanding less speaking? Who are you and what have you done with my marefriend?" Anon questioned with an annoyingly smug smile.

"Just pull my mane and drain your fat fucking monkey-nuts into my womb you dick!" Twilight was well aware of the fact that Anon was teasing her. Whenever he actually wanted her to cum, it took him about 30 seconds of hitting the right spot to get there. But instead, Anon had been keeping the both of them on the absolute edge for roughly 2 hours now. Their sweat and other bodily fluids had completely soaked the sheets below, and Twilight had needed to open the door to the bedroom so the two didn't overheat. Doubtless that any pony on this wing of castle friendship could hear her whorish moans, though she found little care.

"God you're so hot when you're angry," Anon noted as he reached his hand forward into the mare's mane. He grabbed a handful of her matted, cum and sweat soaked mane and yanked it backwards. This caused the mare to moan even louder than before. Her upper body was dragged upwards with her mane making her back arch upwards and her front legs extend to support her weight.

Twilight had been enjoying herself up to this point, that much was clear, but Anon knew that once she got to this point, it was wise to let her finally finish, but not without a little spice. Anon took his free hand and moved it up towards Twilight's muzzle. He stuck his thumb out towards her muzzle and gave a simple command.

"Suck."

Twilight stretched her neck forward attempting to get the man's thumb into her already open, panting, and drooling mouth. Once it was in, she sealed it in and expertly began coating it in saliva with her expert tongue.

"Fuck, baby girl. Your pussy's so tight and warm I forget how incredible you are with your mouth."

Twilight's heart fluttered lightly at the compliment, her praise kink momentarily making her forget how desperate she was to cum. Once she had applied enough spit to the thumb, she released it from her mouth with a lewd sucking noise. Anon brought the hand back to her flanks and lined the now lubricated thumb up with the mare's swollen ponut.

"Cum for me, baby."

Anon angled his final thrust to grind right into the mare's g-spot while at the same time thusting his thumb into her anus. Twilight practically screamed as pleasure created a path of devastation through her exhausted body. The absolute fire hose of cum spraying her womb from Anon's cock only further heightened her orgasm. A torrent of molten marecum sprayed onto Anon's balls as her pussy clenched and squeezed trying to milk every last drop from Anon's balls. Anon moaned deeply as he felt his balls clench and his baby-batter flow through his cock.

The sheer volume of Anon's splurge made the princess' belly distent slightly as her womb was painted white. Anon withdrew his thumb from Twilight's ass and wrapped his arm around her barrel, ensuring that as the two fell into the bed from exhaustion he could twist her to land on top of him while he landed on his back. The pair panted heavily for s moment laying with each other. As they caught their breath, Twilight twisted around so the two were belly to belly and she looked into her partner's eyes. The two passionately locked lips, attempting to shove their respective tongues as far down the other's throat as possible, drool leaking from the opening left when they changed positions.

When the odd-couple finally parted lips, a string of alive was left to connect them. They stared into each others eyes for a moment and smiled. Anon reached a hand up to brush Twilight's sweat soaked mane from her eyes and moved his hand down to scratch her cheek, which Twilight leaned into fondly. After a moment, Anon stopped his ministrations, his smile leaving his face and was replaced with a somber, crestfallen expression. Twilight's heart ached as she saw him.

"What's wrong, babe?" Twilight inquired with genuine concern.

Anon took a deep breathe and sighed, his eyes became misty.

"It's time, baby girl." Anon whispered.

Twilight's heart shattered. She knew this day was coming, but she hadn't looked forward to it. Tears quickly welled up in her eyes and she buried her face in Anon's shoulder.

"Please, no," she snifled.

"We have to, baby girl," Anon's voice broke as he spoke.

"It's not fair." Twilight stated defiantly.

"Twilight, you were already a princess when we started. You knew this was coming from the beginning."

Twilight sat up and looked at Anon, tears and snot begun flowing from her face.

"It's not my fault you dropped into my life! It's not my fault you're the best thing that's ever happened to me! I'd rip out my wings right now if it meant things could change!"

Anon's tears began to match her own.

"That's exactly why this needs to happen! It's going to be so much harder later if we don't talk about it now, and you can call me selfish all you want, but I won't let you suffer through that alone!"

Twilight collapsed back on top of Anon, her body too exhausted to keep herself upright. As she collapsed, Anon wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tight, and the two began weeping.

"You're the only pony I've ever been able to be my true self around," Twilight spoke between blubbering. Anon reached his arm up to stroke her mane.

"But I can't be there for you forever, Twilight."

"I don't care! That doesn't mean we can't be together."

"Yes it does, baby girl. Celestia once almost plunged the world into darkness to be with the one she loved, and she had only known him for a few weeks. How can either of us expect to do better when our time comes?"

Twilight squeezed Anon harder. "There's gotta be some other way."

"Maybe, Twilight. But more powerful ponies than you have searched for thousands of years, and no one has found anything. We can't go on with false expectations."

"How am I supposed to just pretend like you don't exist?"

"We'll still see each other, Twi. And we don't have to stop loving each other, we just can't be dependant on each other."

"But I don't want to lose this."

"Me neither, Twi." Anon stared, still stroking her mane and holding her tight.

"Me neither."

But now is

Author's Note

In case you couldn't tell, (though I doubt you didn't) I'm improvising this story one chapter at a time. As such, I've kind of just relegated this chapter to being a massive exposition dump. Apologies if it's boring as there is very little movement or change of scenery and a lot of speaking.

But now is

"So let me get this straight;" Scarlet began. "You two used to date?"

Anon looked over at Twilight, love clear in his gaze. He reached down and picked up one of her hooves, placing it between his hands, rubbing it lovingly.

"Yup. She was and still is the love of my life. But since she'll live much longer than me, we knew we couldn't build a life together. After many restless nights and lots of counciling from Cadance, we came to accept our situation and move on."

"That's... actually very sad." Scarlet responded. "Have all the princesses had to do that?"

Twilight shook her head. "Luna's never been in a relationship, and as the Princess of Love, Cadance has a unique insight into love and won't be as affected by my brother's passing as other ponies would."

"And Celestia?"

"She actually had experienced that heartbreak relatively recently. But her circumstance was very unique and very dangerous."

Scarlet sat, absorbing the information.

I thought the princesses got everything they wanted.

"I guess my last question is, why 'Big Mama'?"

Twilight withdrew her hoof from Anon's hands and used it to cover her mouth as she giggled.

"It was his idea. After I grew taller he came to me and said 'Looks like I can't call you baby girl anymore. I'm gonna have to start calling you Big Mama.'"

"Let's just say a couple friends overheard it and it stuck," Anon concluded.

"But!" Twilight began. "Enough about the past. The mood in here was weird enough before all of that. So, what's so urgent you needed to see me and what does it have to do with our little changeling friend here?"

Scarlet felt her heart drop like a ton of bricks.

"You can tell she's a changeling?" Anon asked before Scarlet could.

Twilight giggled once again. "Well, duh! An even moderately thaumatically gifted unicorn could sense all the love magic she's pouring out. What did you do to her, you naughty boy? Or maybe I should ask, what didn't you do to her?" Twikight's eyes lidded as she licked her chops.

Nyx above, she's as bad as he is, isn't she?

"Twiggy..."

Twilight turned to Anon, concern filled her face. "Anon... you haven't called me that in years. What's wrong?"

Anon took Twilight's hoof again. He started into her big eyes. His own were full of doubt, suddenly not confident this was the right decision.

"You know I love you, and you know I love your little ponies as well. I would never do anything to harm them."

Twilight laughed nervously. "Of course, Anon. You have the most love to give out of anypony I've met. You're starting to worry me. Just tell me what's wrong."

"Show her, Scarlet."

"WHAT!? You can't be serious!"

Anon whipped his head towards the changeling. "I'm dead serious! Now drop it this instant."

Scarlet was quaking, but she couldn't deny him. She let out a quivering sigh. "As you wish."

Green flames erupted from underneath her body and traveled upwards, cloaking her in a layer of green before revealing her true body. Chrysalis stared at the pair across from her, bracing for the inevitable blast of destruction magic heading her way.

"You're not Chrysalis."

Chrysalis was Chrysalis.

At least, that's what Chrysalis thought.

"Sparkle, I know your pink and blue friends do so love their practical jokes, but I for one find that a frivolous waste of time. Now get it over with and finish me."

"Well for one thing, if you were actually the Queen of the Changelings, you wouldn't just be standing there waiting to die. Your instincts are too strong for that."

Chrysalis rolled her eyes. "Do you think so little of me that I could not accept my death with dignity?"

"Precisely!" Twilight stated, as if it was simply a fact. "Second, your ass is way too fat and juicy. Chrysalis is much more scrawny. And third, you're positively overflowing with love. Even a drone with that much love could overpower me, yet you haven't even tried."

"As if! I've been near starving for years to go undetected. I probably don't even have enough magic to lift a cup off a table. "

After Chrysalis had spoke, Twilight's horn went alight. A bright lavender flash went off in the center of the room, and between the three individuals stood a small table with a silver tray and tea set atop it.

"Then try." Twilight Sparkle demanded rather plainly. It seemed she was rather peeved by the lie she believed she was hearing.

Chrysalis looked over at Anon, unsure and anxious. Anon just shrugged.

"Don't look at me! Do what the mare says!"

Chrysalis looked at the tea set before her and focused, attempting to levitate one of the teacups. Instead of her horn being engulfed in an aura of green, the upper half of her horn itself began to glow a bright white. The teacup was shrouded in a white fog and began to rise. Except, the cup didn't just rise, it all but rocketed upwards faster than anyone's eyes could track. A loud thud and crack rang out through the room. Dust and gravel fell to the ground from the ceiling above, and when the denizens looked up, they saw the teacup lodged into the solid marble ceiling.

Twilight, Anon, and Chrysalis all stared with wide eyes at the cup above.

"The fuck!? She said to lift it! Not turn it into a fucking cannonball!" Anon yelled.

Chrysalis' head snapped to her paramour. "That's what I did!" She exclaimed. "Or, at least that's what I tried to do..."

Twilight walked towards Chrysalis and slowly began circling her, eyeing her up and down like she was being appraised.

"Fascinating. I've never seen changeling magic like that before. It felt so... pure."

As Twilight circled to Chrysalis' flanks, her horn went alight once again and she gripped the changeling's massive ass within her magic. Chrysalis yelped and kicked her legs as her lower half was lifted off the ground.

"Hold still, you overgrown bug."

Chrysalis stopped moving and huffed indignantly. She felt Twilight's magic dig into her glutes and stretch her rear end.

If she could see behind her, she would've seen Twilight lick her chops like a hungry wolf.

"Your chitin is uncharacteristically malleable. Almost like regular mammal skin, but..." Twilight summoned a knife into the area before her and slowly brought it towards Chrysalis' flanks. A light tap could be heard as the tip of the knife made contact with Chrysalis' ass. "It becomes hard again when coming in contact with something sharp."

Chrysalis' eyes widened. "DO YOU JUST STAB MY ASS ON THE OFF-CHANCE IT WOULDN'T GO THROUGH, YOU FUCKING WORM!?"

Twilight dug a hoof into her ringing ear and scratched. "Inside voice, please. Also, rude." She stopped the flow of magic and Chrysalis lost her balance as her lower half dropped to the ground, causing her to wobble. The knife flashed out of existence.

"Also, I didn't base it off nothing. When I grabbed you with my magic I could feel a current flowing through your chitin. It's very similar to adolescent dragon scales."

Twilight continued her walk around the changeling.

"There's also no doubt you're Chrysalis. I've had enough run-ins with you to recognize your thaumatic signature, but there's still something off about it that I can't quite put a hoof on."

Twilight went over to and sat back down next to Anon.

"So why haven't you tried to kill me yet?" Asked Twilight.

Chrysalis couldn't answer. For all intents and purposes she had the princess dead to rights. The only other person in the room was Anon, and even the princess seemed to believe Chrysalis could easily overpower her.

"I... I don't know?"

"Hmmmm..." Twilight put a hoof under her muzzle and thought. "Something's definitely wrong. Anon, tell me exactly everything that happened."

Anon scratched his head. "Well, I went down to the Salted Rim to find a mare to put my shmooves on," he started.

Twilight rolled her eyes.

"Needless to say, I succeeded. I brought her back to the castle and laid down the pipe like Super Mario."

"Who?" Asked Chrysalis

"Don't ask," replied Twilight.

"And then... nothing. I passed out, she passed out, and we slept till morning."

"Just one round?" Inquired Twilight.

"Well... yeah? I was kinda boozed up and I got pretty aggressive."

Chrysalis bit her lip. "Yeah you did..."

"Psssh HAH!" Twilight guffawed. "Anon I've seen you fuck an entire sorority while blacked out on hard cider, AND a broken arm. You're telling me it's not weird you tapped out after one 'gurt squirt?"

"One what?" Chrysalis asked.

"Don't ask," Anon denied. "Yeah, it was kinda weird i guess," he continued. "But I made up for it this morning."

Chrysalis bit her lip harder. "Yeah you did."

"Anon, this isn't about your ego or your pussy slaying abilities; it's about your health. Obviously you had a lot of love drained from you by Chrysalis, but you're not fatigued now, even though you were last night. What did you do this morning?"

"Well, after a very... unexpected morning, I had to brainstorm something to get out of this without getting into trouble, and I came here to you."

"Hmmm. Anything else? Anything odd? Besides of course, waking up next to a changeling."

"Not really?" Anon placed his hand on his chin to match Twilight. "About the strangest thing was when I told her to bark like a dog."

Ruff

"And she did that."

"What!? Why!?"

Chrysalis shrugged.

"That's right! She kept doing everything I said! Sometimes too literally."

"Can you demonstrate?"

"Uhh..."

Chrysalis' eyes widened. "Anon, don't you dare make me do embarrassing things in front of my mortal enemy."

"Sit."

She sat.

"Lay down."

She laid.

"Roll over!" Anon was getting enthusiastic.

Chrysalis huffed but did as she was told, flopping onto her side, back, then upright again.

"Good girl, Chryssy!"

Chrysalis blushed lightly and smiled, her tail wagging a little behind her.

Twilight, both confused and amazed, face-hoofed at Anon's childish choice of commands.

"Perhaps something a bit more complicated? Like, 'change into an octopus and shape your tentacles into a heart.'"

Immediately, a spire of green flames surrounded the changeling queen, and in her place sat a large, orange and brown cephalopod. The creature raised its closest two tentacles and formed a heart with them. After a few seconds of holding the pose, green flames surrounded the creature once again and in its place stood Chrysalis, thoroughly miffed at being commanded like a puppet.

"Wait, why did you do what I said?"

Chrysalis cocked her head. "Because he told me to do what you say."

Twilight and Anon looked at each other, as if communicating through their eyes alone. After a few seconds, a smile began to grow on each other faces.

"Oh, yeah," Twilight began. "We're gonna have some fun." Twilight said while licking her lips.

The Real Twilight (Trigger warning)

Author's Note

TRIGGER WARNING: BRIEF MENTION OF FOALCON (no details, only briefly mention)

Extremely rough draft, but i felt like I had to get SOMETHING out there. There will be 2 clop chapters in a row because I want to do so much more with these 3 before they part ways.

The Real Twilight (Trigger warning)

"Sparkle," Chrysalis deadpanned to the princess. "As much as I would normally be intrigued by the idea of bedding a princess, my king has already ensured I've been drained enough as is."

Chrysalis was bluffing. Not about her being fucked to the brink and back, but that she was at all in a position to have her desires considered.

"Actually, Twi, I know it's been a while, but me a Chrysalis really exerted ourselves last night and this morning. I'm not sure I can give you my best."

Twilight smirked. "Oh I think I've got something to help with that."

Twilight's horn glowed and appearing. After the light dissipated, floating in the air in her telekinetic grip was a jar. Inside the jar was an ethereal substance, one which seemed to act as both a gas and a liquid. The contents were a bright pink color, with flecks of lightning-esque bolts occasionally flashing within the sea of pink. Anon's eyes widened.

"Jesus, Twiggy! How much is in there!?" Anon exclaimed with concern.

Twilight's ears laid back and a blush formed on her face.

"We talked about this. Why aren't you asking the guards for help? We vetted them specifically for this."

"I'm sorry, Anon. I tried. I really did. Bless their hearts, they'd probably make any other mare in Equestria very happy. It's just..."

Twilight shuffled in place.

"They treat me with foal gloves. They refuse to treat me like a whore."

If Chrysalis had been drinking something she would have spat it out.

"They think if they hurt me I'll send them to Tartarus or launch them into the sun."

Anon rolled his eyes. "I seriously doubt that, Twiggy. You're probably just not being upfront about what you want."

"Anon." Twilight deadpanned. "I told one of them to spank me, and after lightly tapping my flank he ran out of the room screaming 'please don't banish me to Tartarus'."

Anon facepalmed. "I knew I should've held that bootcamp. But regardless, you should have told me. I would've come back to visit more."

"I know, but the whole point is that we're supposed to be spending less time with each other and I just... I'm sorry."

Anon knelt to the ground and gave her a hug.

"It's okay, sweetheart. But we're never gonna get anywhere if you just keep things bottled up." He glanced at the jar. "Literally."

"I know. I'm sorry. I promise I'll message you next time."

Anon broke off the hug and booped her snout. "That's all I ask, baby girl."

Twilight glanced over at the Changeling Queen who was looking at the two like they had both grown a second head.

"Anyway, this is a little spell I picked up from my first student. Of course, she had used it to bottle up her anger, but with a few tweaks I found it could be used to bottle other feelings; specifically lust."

Twilight's magic slowly undid the lid to the jar, and as she did so the pink mist within the jar began to creep its way out. After a moment of snaking and swirling its way out of the jar, the mist split into three tendrils, each sneaking its way into the nostrils of the three creatures present.

Just as Chrysalis was about to panic at the strange intrusion, a bolt of lightning burst from the top of her spine, down her body and settled into her nethers. In seconds, her heart rate elevated and her pussy positively gushed with juices. She responded with an involuntary whorish moan.

"Uhnn.. what was THAT!?"

Twilight chuckled and sauntered over to the changeling queen. Her eyes were half-lidded and once within a few inches of Chrysalis, she lunged her nuzzle forward and captured the monarch's mouth with her own. This caught Chrysalis completely off guard, but on pure instinct she accepted Twilight's lips on her own and Twilight's tongue down her throat. As Twilight explored Chrysalis' mouth, occasionally sucking on her tongue and bottom lip, once thing became abundantly clear to the queen as her eyes began to roll up.

This princess fucks.

As Twikight withdrew her mouth and tongue from Chrysalis', the changeling leaned forward, desperately trying to keep them connected until she found herself stumbling forward slightly. A string of saliva hung between them. Twilight Sparkle gave a giggle so sexy and cute it would have killed the average pony.

"Pure lust."

Twilight turned around and flagged her tail high. Her teardrop pussy was winking hard and dripping copious amounts of lubricant right in front of Chrysalis' eyes. It seemed also that Anon had already removed his clothing while the mares had their sloppy make-out session.

"Eat me out while I tell you a little story."

Chrysalis didn't have to be asked, weird compelling instincts or no. Twilight Sparkle was a princess, and although she hadn't quite fully filled out to the size of the previous sun diarch, it was undeniable that Twilight had taken very well to her newfound regal form. Her once lightly pudgy body (no doubt caused by consistent midnight runs to get a hayburger during all-night study sessions) was now slim and graceful, with every ounce of once excess fat being redistributed flawlessly to the princess' ass and thighs. Her face which had previously been soft and reflective of a beautiful innocence, was now much more angular and striking, making her not just commanding in presence but incredibly sexy to boot.

Chrysalis' already drooling maw latched to Twilight's pussy like a magnet. She lapped at that royal cunt like it was the last drop of water in a hundred-year drought.

"Oh! Uuunnhh..." Twilight had been caught off guard by the changeling's enthusiastic pussy eating.

"Wow, babe. I think we've got a second contender for best pussy eater in Equestria."

Anon chuckled. "I should hope so. She's literally built to fuck."

Anon watched with arrousal as the changeling queen continued to drown herself in Twilight gushing box. He had begun stroking his rock-hard cock with one hand, while gently moving his hand through Twilight's mane with the other.

"You're about to be privy to one of the most heavily classified secrets of the crown, Chrysalis. You see, it turns out, I'm a grade-A slut. A lifelong cock-sock." Twilight leaned her head dead and gave a long and soft lock onto one of Anon's heavy balls.

"Ever since my early puberty I've had an insatiable lust for cock. To the point where I would sneak into my brother's room when I was still just a filly to shove his cock down my throat while he slept. Of course, a little sleeping spell kept him from waking up."

As Twilight spoke she kept eye contact with Anon, using her magic to stroke up and down his cock. Chrysalis in the meantime had focused her attention from Twilight's cavern to her labia, circling her tongue alonge those gorgeous dark lavender lips.

"Uuunnf, I hated myself for the longest time. The protégé and personal student to the princess herself had dick on her mind at all hours of the day. If someone found out I would be Celestia's biggest embarrassment. I buried myself in my studies just to get an ounce of relief from the burning inside of me."

Twilight angled Anon's dick towards her mouth and licked the tip to collect the sweet precum that had beaded up on top.
Chrysalis had begun to dive her tongue deep into Twilight's hole, feeling the squeeze of her pussy on her tongue.

"Sweet goddess you're good at this." Twilight bit her lip. "Finally one night I had been caught by Cadence. I was mortified, but she was understanding and showed me how to take care of myself and gave me some herbal teas that helped soothe my aching pussy."

Twilight picked up the pace of her stroking on Anon, making him grip her mane and let out a deep but quiet moan.

"About the time I turned 16, my hormones started to die down. Still, I knew I wasn't 'normal' in the sense that I was still tremendously horny all the time, but at the very least I could interact normally with other ponies and keep my secret hidden well. That was about the time Celestia sent me to Ponyville. After that I even had friends that could distract me. Then this fat-cocked stud dropped into my life."

Magic shaped in the form of a hand cupped Anon's sack and gently began massaging his testes.

"Even then I still hid my true self. We had spent a lot of time together getting him acclimated to life in Equestria, so it was only natural we'd start dating. Then something I couldn't expect happened. I ascended to Alicornhood, and along with that my urges came back stronger than ever. It was suddenly too much and one night I found myself half-conscious and begging to be dicked down like a bitch in heat."

Twilight leaned her head in and gave little kisses up along Anon's shaft, her stroking getting even faster. Anon's breathing picked up. Chrysalis switched her attention to Twilight's fat and winking clit, featuring it between her lips and gently sucking

"UHN!" Twilight moaned. "I was absolutely mortified the next day. I thought for sure my life was over, that Anon would be so disgusted with me that he'd go straight to Celestia and my Princess status would be revoked. But the exact opposite happened. He had known I was holding back the whole time, and he told me he was proud of me for letting him see the side of me I hated most. He taught me to love myself, and that my libido just made me different and not a bad pony."

While working on Twilight's pussy, Chrysalis had behind herself with a hoof and was going to town on her own cunt.

"Now I revel in my own sluttiness. I love being a slave to dick. Unfortunately we all agree that the general public probably still wouldn't respond too well to their princess slobbing knobs during summits. So we still keep it a secret from the general public."

While still stroking Anon, Twilight used her magic to grab Chrysalis' hoof and ripped it away from her soaking hole.

"The reason I'm telling you this, Chrysalis, is to let you know how important Anon is to me. IF I give you my blessing to continue walking freely after we've done a few tests, then remember this:"

Twilight trapped the head of Anon's cock in her maw as he reached his limit. Thick spurt after spurt of baby batter sprayed into her mouth while she expertly swallowed it down. As the last few spurts of cum drained, she held the goo in her mouth and opened it to show the fat glob still in her mouth to Anon.

Twilight turned around yanking her pussy off the wanting lips of Chrysalis, using her magic to grip the queen's face and force her mouth open. Twilight's larger body allowed her to angle her mouth above Chrysalis' where she slowly drooled the remaining ounces of cum into Chrysalis' maw and down her throat. Despite having done nastier things throughout her life, Chrysalis couldn't help but shudder.

As Chrysalis swallowed the last drop of the saliva and splooge infused mixture, Twikight licked her lips and dawned a predatory glare upon the queen. She leaned her mouth down near Chrysalis ear and spoke with a low tone, though loud enough for Anon to hear as well.

"If you hurt him, I will break off your horn, grind you into dust, then file the horn down and fuck myself with it while thinking about him."

And Then They Fucked. (I don't know, you come up with the title.)

Author's Note

This chapter contains themes of cuckqueaning, and some mild cum inflation, as well as an interesting revelation for people that didn't read the comics.

And Then They Fucked. (I don't know, you come up with the title.)

Chrysalis' legs wobbled; half from extreme arousal and half from extreme fear.

"I thought you said we were gonna have fun" Chrysalis stated meekly.

"Oh, we are." Twilight smiled. "I just wanted to make sure you know where you sta- AH!"

Twilight was suddenly yanked off the ground and flipped around. She found herself being carried bridal style by Anon. He planted a soft smooch on her snout.

"Alright my little tyrant. I think you made your point. As hot as that was, everypony knows you barely have a violent bone in your body."

Had me pretty bucking fooled. Thought Chrysalis.

"Hey!" Twilight exclaimed indignantly. "I can be intimidating!"

Anon scoffed. "Yeah, about as much as a pomeranian."

Twilight huffed and crossed her front hooves.

"Somepony's just grumpy cus they haven't had a good dicking in a while."

Twilight blushed deeply at that.

"Is that what my little princess needs? A nice deep dicking from daddy?"

Not wanting to crack her facade, but also wanting to be plowed tomorrow, Twilight kept her grumpy face on but said "Yes, please."

Anon chuckled. "Your wish is my command, baby girl."

Twilight couldn't help herself. The combination of her old pet name and having her favorite stallion holding her broke her and she burst into a fit of giggles.

Anon leaned in and stole a kiss from the helpless mare and walked her over to the bed where he unceremoniously tossed her onto it.

Still giggling, Twilight spoke. "What are we gonna do on the bed, Anon?"

"A better question would be; what aren't we going to do?"

"Ahem."

The odd couple turned their heads to the other creature in the room. Chrysalis' shock had worn off and she didn't look too happy.

"And what am I supposed to do?"

"I vote we let you just sit there." Said Twilight.

"Now, that's just mean. You're gonna give her a shot of pure lust and just let her stew in it like that?"

Twilight's ears splayed down. "You're right, that's pretty mean."

Anon looked over at Chrysalis again. "I'll get to you eventually, I promise. You'll just have to be content hoofing yourself off while watching for a bit."

"Oh! But you can't cum till one of us says so!" Twilight interjected.

Anon rolled his eyes and climbed onto the bed with the princess.

"What!?" Chrysalis cried. She felt entirely disregarded, but after a groan of frustration, she resigned herself to her fate and sat back on her haunches, making sure to place a nearby cushion underneath her as she did so. She leaned back on one of her front hooves while using the other to begin stroking her already-soaked and aching folds.

Anon laid himself prone at the foot of the large bed, placing his head between Twilight's generous and soft thighs, wrapping his arms underneath and over them to hold them apart and offer him leverage.

Anon began placing teasing kisses and nibbles along both of Twilight's pillowy thighs. He sucked on them, likely leaving hickies that wouldn't be visible underneath the lavender fur.

Twilight groaned, half in arousal and half in frustration. "Anon, babe. Chrysalis already got me going pretty good. Please don't tease me anymore." She pleaded with her stallion.

Anon chuckled in response. "Sorry, Twi. You know how much I love hearing your cute moans. I'll cut to the chase." Anon leaned his head forward and gave Twilight's twat a single long lick from base to tip. Twilight responded by drawing her front hooves in close to her chest and letting out a content sigh.

Anon peppered a few kisses onto the snatch and began to stoke his tongue along her labia, being sure to move his tongue in varied directions and giving a quick kiss or suck occasionally.

Twilight for her part was having a religious experience. Something about her paramour's tongue revved her engine like nobody else could. Maybe it was his talent. Maybe it was his domineering presence. Maybe it was their intimate relationship. Regardless of what it was, Twilight was in the throes of absolute bliss. Her moans were unashamed and loud.

"Uhn! Yes! Goddess, YES!"

Twilight's sweet flavor washed over Anon's tongue. Pony pussy was always sweet and distinct, and Twilight's was absolutely premium. Tangy and sweet like currant, it was easily Anon's favorite thing to taste.

"My teats! Please, Anon! They've been so neglected."

Anon pulled Twilight's body closer to his, gliding it a few inches across the sheets. Anon unwrapped his arms from her legs and placed them strategically, one on her stomach where he began to claw and massage, the other going to her pussy to slowly pump in and out. Having yet to experience motherhood, Twilight's teats were still very modest, and Anon took one of her diamond-solid nipples into his mouth and began sucking. Toying with her tit, circling his tongue around it and flicking it occasionally as well, switching between the two as if they kept calling out to him the moment he stopped.

As Twilight's breath picked up the tell-tale signs of her nearing an orgasm began. Sparks began to dance along her horn and muscles began to contract. Anon lightly pinched her equine clit between his thumb and index knuckle sending the princess over the edge.

"OOOOOH, YEEEEES!"

Twilight's body attempted to squeeze its legs shut against Anon's body and her pelvis began pumping up against the man's hand.

As Twilight rode out her orgasm a glint appeared in Anon's eye. He knew the body of the mare below him better than his own, and knew this was the opportunity to strike. Anon leaned to the side of his arm that was on her stomach, pinning one of Twilight's legs underneath him. He brought the same hand down to hold back the opposite rear leg, forcing Twilight's thighs apart. Anon began pumping the fingers inside Twilight's snatch up and down rather than in and out, effectively pounding against her g-spot.

Twilight's moan turned into a full-on wail as Anon bit down hard on one of Twilight's saliva-soaked nipples. Lubricant leaked excessively from her cavern and a torrent of liquid spewed from her urethra, coating Anon's chest and the sheets below.

Anon let go of the enraptured mare and sat up to watch the show unfold. Twilight's body was out of complete control and she began writhing and moaning. Her limbs stretched and contracted in seemingly random intervals. She rolled back and forth, almost as if attempting to dig herself into the bed. To an outsider, the mare would have looked possessed, but the mare simply was experiencing a deep full-bodied orgasm.

Chrysalis for her part was fucking floored. She had come to the shocking yet disappointing revelation that she had experienced just a fraction of Anon's abilities. It was now abundantly clear that Anon's form allowed for much more access to a pony's body at once. And those fingers. Nyx below, those fingers were so dexterous and strong. They can reach crevasses a cock or hoof couldn't dream of. Sure, magic can reach those places, but magic had a distinctly artificial feel to it, much like a dildo compared to a real cock. And his tongue was so deceptively effective. The length of it couldn't compare to a pony's, but it seems to be able to twirl and curl to create wondrous sensations not possible with any other appendage.

Chrysalis was also experiencing a new form of cruel and unusual torture (at least for her). She didn't know how, but it was as if her body was intentionally preventing her from orgasming in response to the command from the princess. She had been so enraptured by the performance on the bed that she had completely taken her mind off of attempting to pleasure herself at a rate that would keep her away from the edge, and now her pussy felt like it was in physical pain, partly from being rubbed raw and partly from finding no relief and only a constant buildup of pressure.

Back to the bed, the princess' writhing had slowed and the two had embraced each other to make out passionately. Anon gave a couple of firm swats to Twilight's flanks, resulting in some low moans between her pants.

"Who owns your pussy, you naughty fucking slut?" Anon demands an answer as he brought down the hand that had been spanking her flank firmly onto her still soaked pussy.

"Uhn! You do, daddy! Other stallions might rent it but it'll always be yours."

"What else?" He slapped her pussy again

"OOH! My ass! My ass is all yours! It's been shaped just to milk your cock!"

"I think I'll test that little statement. Flip over. Present your ass to me."

Using the rest of her leftover strength, Twilight rolled over and stood her rear end up while laying her chest flat on the ground. She laid her tail to the side and presented her asshole to Anon, her dark circle pulsing with need. Anon on his part was a steel rod. Cumming once under the effects of Twilight's lust wasn't even nearly enough to satiate his cock, and it leaked enough precum to be confused with a weak dribble of actual cum.

Anon stood upon the bed and bent his legs to align his groin with Twilight's rear.

"Gonna need a little lube." Anon gave a flank a firm slap and pulled the princess back onto his cock, slipping into her still extraordinarily sensitive pussy.

Twilight howled as she was penetrated, the sensitivity creating a painful but pleasurable pins-and-needles sensation. Anon mercifully only pumped a few times to spare the mare and give his cock a thick coating of her natural lubricant. He then withdrew himself and places the tip of his cock against Twilight's ring.

With no further ceremony, Anon pushed himself into Twilight's tight ponut.

"Oooh, a little out of practice, babe?"

Twilight didn't respond, as her mind was too busy reeling from the last few minutes. She felt herself begin to stretch with a manageable amount of pain. Twilight adored the sensation of being spread open by Anon's bitch breaker. She howled as Anon's head slipped in.

Anon slapped Twilight's flank firmly. "Lossen up, bitch. Unless you want this to hurt."

Twilight did her best to relax and push back, but her lower half was still squeezing and spamming from her orgasm. Of course, that didn't necessarily mean she didn't like being forced apart. On the contrary, she adored the sensation of Anon's cock in her backdoor. The feeling came through much more nuanced than her pussy. She could feel the texture of his skin and the thick veins on his cock as he pushed into her.

Before long, Anon bottomed out into his mare's ass, taking a moment to let her adjust. Twilight was panting and moaning, feeling the rod stretch her once-tight cavern to perfectly fit his gargantuan size. Anon for his part just sat and enjoyed the sensation of her quivering chute around his cock. He raked his fingers through the fur on her flanks, lovingly admiring her bountiful flanks.

Anon chuckled. "Remember your 'painal' phase, Twi?" He inquired and he absentmindedly swatted and juggled her flanks. Twilight's face went flush from the memory, but she couldn't help but chuckle back. "I wish I didn't."

For a few weeks, Twilight was deep into rape fantasy. She was certain that anal with a lack of lubricant was the most authentic way to recreate such a scenario. Despite not getting into it at the start, her stubbornness and need to approach the subject with the scientific method meant they had done it several times. The result was a newfound appreciation for ointment and not being able to sit right, or in Anon's case wear pants, for a couple of weeks.

"I'm gonna start."

Anon didn't bother swinging his hips and instead opted to push the mare forward and back on his cock. He didn't take much time at all to get up to a steady and brisk pace. After all, this was for his pleasure and not hers. Twilight had yet to cum once from anal alone. Maybe when she was younger, but she had grown accustomed to the over-stimulation that Anon regularly provided her and didn't get much from vanilla sex anymore, let alone anal. It did, however, open up the opportunity for her to relax and focus on the things about sex that she typically couldn't.

Twilight loved everything about sex, especially with a beast like Anon. His hushed grunts of pleasure were music to her ears. The plap of her flanks meeting his groin and the schlick of his cock gliding in and out of her added to the symphony of lewd. And the smell. Sweet heavens the smell. Twilight knew most ponies abhorred the smell of sex, only tolerating it as they get used to it, but Twilight lived for the stank. It was a clear indicator of debauchery and pleasure and it fired all her neurons just the right way. Twilight couldn't help but let out a content sigh as the puzzle pieces of the world finally seemed to settle into place.

"Uuhhnn. That's it, Twiggy." Twilight's ears perked up at the sound of her pet name. "You're my good little whore."

Twilight blushed again and smiled.

"Your holes are so perfect for me. Your so good at milking daddy's cock."

And there it was.

Anon certainly had a godly dick and knew how to use it, but those were just tools for his real craft. Anon's ability to read mares (and sometimes stallions) like children's books is what made him soar over every stallion in Equestria, nay, the planet. Every quiver of every muscle in her body that Anon could feel or see was like Morse code. He could tell exactly what she needed exactly when she needed it, whether it be a particularly deep thrust or that praise and worship she so loved to hear. Her immortality wasn't the only reason she couldn't keep him to herself. Doing so would be akin to the Olympians withholding fire from man.

Her wide smile began to hurt as she thought about Anon and lost herself in the sensations and compliments.

"Where do you want it, Princess?"

Twilight moaned. Her magically cleaned ass meant she could have him do what she loved best.

"My pussy, Anon. Please paint my womb with your seed."

An act Anon had done countless times but still brought a smirk to his face hearing such a special pony say it. A pop was heard once Anon's cock withdrew from Twilight's ponut. He lined his cock with her still sloppy and wet pussy.

"Remember kids, magically cleaned pony assholes are not real. Never go straight from anal sex to vaginal sex without first cleaning the penetrative instrument or you may risk serious infection."

"What was that AnoooOOOOOOH!!?"

Anon thrust his bitch-breaker deep into his pony lover, her wet and velvety vaginal walls a stark contrast to the tighter but less smooth and safe cavity of her behind. Thankfully Twilight's cunt had dulled its sensitivity, but the large insertion was still incredibly stimulating.

Anon's balls had been churning for some time already, not trying to hold himself back since the princess had already been satisfied. It took only a few thrusts into that furnace of a hole to coax out his seed. Anon felt his prostate begin to squeeze and a copious amount of spunk began to squirt deep into Twilight's womb. However, as the seconds passed, both Anon and Twilight began to realize the deluge of goo may not end when they thought it would.

"Oh fuck!" Shouted Twilight as the strange sensation of a comical amount of Anon's juices crammed its way past her cervix. She felt her womb begin to stretch and distend as the hose kept spraying.

As he came, Anon felt a strange sensation move its way up from his toes to his head. It was almost like a buzzing sensation, but more spread out. It was the sensation manifestation of a crackling firework. As his cock's spraying tapered off, Anon was once again hit with an unexpected wave of exhaustion, barely managing to pull his cock out of its home before firing off a few more rounds on the back and ass of the princess. Anon collapsed to Twilight's side on the bed, panting from exhaustion. As the man struggled to catch his breath he muttered "That's new..."

"Uuhhooohhh..." Twilight moaned. She felt positively stuffed as though she had just eaten a large meal. The sensation was shifted lower, however, unlike the bloated feeling of overeating, this didn't feel unpleasant at all. It would perhaps be enjoyable were it not for the bewilderment she was in. She also flopped over onto her side up against Anon, eyes closed in contemplation. "That's gonna need some looking into."

Without the plug that was Anon's cock, Twilight could feel the tingling feeling of his semen leaking out of her. The princess considered allowing herself to drift to sleep enwrapped by the feeling when she heard a throat clear near the foot of the bed. The lovers lifted their heads to be greeted by a very miffed Queen Chrysalis, still uselessly pawing at her pussy.

"Please let me stop!" She begged. "It doesn't even feel good anymore! I need release or I'll pass out!"

Twilight was surprised. She hadn't expected such a direct and literal obeying of her and Anon's order. Despite her vibrato previously, Twilight folded her ears against her head in a show of regret. It turned out she couldn't be heartless even when she wanted to be.

"Sorry, Chrysalis. I guess I hadn't thought that through. You can stop and cum if you want.

Chrysalis let out nothing short of a shriek as her body caved to its desire to release. Twilight cringed at the noise and quickly put a protective layer of magic around the changeling's head to muffle the ear-piercing noise. An ungodly torrent of feminine juices sprayed from Chrysalis' pussy as she came. Her hips thrust involuntarily and her body quivered all over as the violent sensation coursed through her body. Her tongue lulled out of her mouth and her eyes crossed as she lost nearly all control over her body.

After what felt like an eternity but was only 7 seconds, Chrysalis collapsed onto the floor, completely spent from her orgasm. She gasped for air due to her scream expelling all of it from her lungs. Save for a light twitch in one of her legs, she lay there unmoving.

The bubble around the Queen's head dissipated and she found herself being lifted by Twilight's magic. Her brain was unable to process her surroundings, but she soon found herself on the bed with her lover and the princess.

"Well, this day is getting weird." Twilight thought out loud. Neither of the people in the room could find themselves disagreeing.

"Good thing the lust got spread between three of us instead of two, cus I don't think I could fit any more cum in me, and you two look ready to pass out." She continued to muse.

Both Twilight and Chrysalis had sidled up onto each side of Anon, his arms wrapped around the two. His hands kneaded their flanks and he occasionally stole kisses from each of them as they laid in their afterglow. Each was still sticky and wet, but they found themselves too preoccupied with either their thoughts or exhaustion to care.

"I vote we take a quick nap and then we go see your dad, Chrysalis. That sound alright?"

Anon gave an affirmative "Mmm-hmm" and Chrysalis gave a tired nod in response as she nuzzled her head further into Anon's side. The trio was on the brink of sleep when Chrysalis' eyes violently shot open. She sat up quickly in bed.

"MY WHAT!?"

Technically correct is the best kind of correct.

"Simply fascinating!" Starswirl exclaimed.

"Would everypony stop trying to stab my ass!?" Chrysalis shouted indignantly.

"I'm simply being thorough, my dear."

The scalpel being held in Starswirl's magical grip levitated over to the nearby table where it dropped unceremoniously.

"It seems your carapace hardens in response to physical trauma." Starswirl stated as he scribbled some notes on a clipboard.

"Nanomachines..." Anon whispered under his breath.

An audible pop was heard as Twilight pulled her lips off Anon's cock.

"What was that, babe?" She inquired.

"Less talking, more sucking my dear Princess! I need that semen sample." Starswirl commented.

Twilight just rolled her eyes and returned to the phallus in front of her.

"AM I THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO THINKS ALL OF THIS IS INSANE!?" Chrysalis screeched.

"Quiet down, daughter dearest. The more information we can aquire the better," replied Starswirl.

"For the last time you old pervert, I'm not your DAughuh!?" Cheysalis' sentence was interrupted by her maw being forced open by Starswirl's magic.

"First of all," Starswirl began. He took note of the shape of the changeling queen's teeth. "I lack the capacity to be a pervert. My pipes have been dry since I turned 140 cycles old. And 2nd," Starswirl shut Chrysalis' maw and turned her head to observe her ears and eyes, using magic to shine a bright light to make her eyes adjust.

"We may not share blood, but since I penetrated the flower that birthed you, I'm technically your father, young lady."

Queen Chrysalis blew an errant strand of membrane that draped over her face.

"If anything that makes the nail my father."

"Well, you wouldn't say a stallion's penis is a pony's father. The father's the one driving the tool, not the tool itself," Anon interjected.

Chrysalis huffed. She was outnumbered, even if everything being said was absurd.

"Have your teeth always been flat, Chrysalis?"

The queen's eyes widened and she ran her tongue over her teeth. Tombstone shaped, with sharp canines.

"They were pointy yesterday!"

"Hmmm," Starswirl mulled. "And it's my understanding that your derriere was much less voluptuous and juicy just yesterday as well?"

"Questionable choice of adjectives aside, yes, I was much less endowed."

"And the strange compulsion to do as ordered began at that time as well, yes?"

"Do you have any idea what it all means?" Twilight asked.

"Keep sucking! Anon, for the love of the Elements, how long are you going to last?" Starswirl asked.

Anon shrugged. "Sorry, doc. I'm not trying to hold back. I kinda drained my nuts like a firehose a bit ago and I'm not particularly sensitive right now. I'll get there, though. Big Mama knows what she's doing."

Twilight smiled around Anon's dick at the compliment and redoubled her efforts, taking him even deeper in her throat.

"That reminds me; you started experiencing some changes as well, Mr. Mous, correct? Some sort of supercharged ejaculation?"

Anon nodded.

"Well, I think it's safe to say you two are having a profound effect on each other, but we still need to narrow down its intensity and longevity."

Anon felt his testes twitch. "Alright, it's coming!"

Taking her mouth off Anon's cock and pumping it with her magic, Twilight levitated over a small glass tube and held the opening towards the tip of Anon's geyser. The magic-job felt incredible on Anon's dick as it began pulsing, sending his creamy payload forward. There was enough force behind the rope that Twilight felt the tube get knocked backwards slightly. Just the first jet had managed to fill the tube and Twilight was quick enough to place her maw over the cum faucet and she began swallowing in earnest. While she sucked and swallowed she placed a cork on the tube and levitated it over to Starswirl's lab stable.

Anon for his part was having a religious experience. This orgasm wasn't powerful, but it was long. Well over a minute Anon was cumming and Twilight was swallowing, her belly distending once again as this time her stomach rather than her womb was being filled with Anon's super seed. As the flow slowed to a dribble, Twilight made sure to clean his cock with her tongue to not waste a single drop.

"Good heavens, son! I daresay that's enough splooge to impregnate half of Canterlot," Starswirl declared as he gawked at the obscene moment.

"Mmmmmm," Twilight moaned as she swallowed her final mouthful. "What the hay have you been eating, Anon? You've never tasted this good before."

A shudder ran through Anon's body as he recovered from being a human waterhose. "I don't think I've eaten anything since the bar, actually. And even before that, nothing special."

Twilight licked her lips. "Well if I didn't know any better I'd say you've been eating nothing but Hayburgers for the last week. But you can't even digest those."

"Does that not hurt?" Anon inquired as he pointed at Twilight's stomach.

"Huh?" Twilight looked down. "Not really. I mean, it feels full, but it's not painful."

As they conversed, Starswirl had been taking the sample and mixing small amounts of it with different chemicals and powders, as well as placing some on and in small machines and plates.

"Hayburgers, you say?" Using a glass stirring rod, Starswirl picked up a glob of the slime and placed it on his tongue.

Everybody else in the room lightly recoiled.

"Mmm, most peculiar. Princess Twilight, does this so-called 'hayburger' happen to contain glowberry jam?"

"Uhhh, not to my knowledge."

"Well, then perhaps it's just a coincidence because all I can taste is a childhood treat I ate almost daily; homemade glowberry jam on toast."

"Well, hayburgers are salty and savory besides the ketchup on them. Do you think it changes flavor?"

Chrysalis, having identified as chopped liver for the last ten minutes, chimed in. "If I may," she began. All the other heads in the room turned to her, suddenly remembering her presence.

"Changeling lubrication fluid can change flavor to suit the individual and circumstance. It could blow our cover if a pony notices their partner tastes too different than they normally do."

"Hmmm," Starswirl pondered. "While that certainly sounds similar, this is most certainly seminal fluid. The thaumograph detects life essence in the ejaculate, and we both tasted it from the same load. It's my understanding that only the Changeling Queen produces any kind of reproductive cells, is that not right?"

Chrysalis nodded her head. "Changeling drones only produce fluids that aid in collecting love. If they could reproduce on their own, there would be hundreds of rogue hives."

"Well, we have information, but lack the isolated variables to draw conclusions. I have a working theory, but we need to run some live tests to confirm it."

"You sayin' we need to fuck for science?" Anon asked.

Starswirl chuckled. "If you choose to put it in such a crass manor, yes. However, we'll need to isolate variables by testing multiple times."

"I think I'm understanding," Twilight stated. "Basic scientific method. We keep as many variables constant as we can while deliberately changing one so we can get accurate measurements. Although, there aren't many variables we have control over, especially when we're dealing with biology."

"Quite right, my dear. How I wish you could've been one of my students back in the day," Starswirl complimented the princess.

Twilight blushed and looked away while smiling, undoubtedly bursting inside from receiving a compliment from her childhood idol.

"We must settle for sub-optimal conditions, I'm afraid. That being said, the one variable that's likely most important is the one we have the most control; Anon's partner."

"What do you suggest?"

"Well, the changes began after mating with Chrysalis, and then again after sex with our dear Princess. So we'll want to recreate those conditions to see if more changes will come. Then we'll need a control. Somepony who has never had relations with Anon before would be preferable."

"I don't think Anon would have a problem with that."

Anon pondered the circumstances. "I mean, I'm always down to clown, but I don't think I can just pull in any random mare from a bar for this. Not exactly a walk in the park to find a mare willing to have sex with a six-foot tall monkey while being watched by a time-traveling sorcerer, the country's monarch, and a terrorist. On top of that, this lab isn't exactly the most romantic place to lay pipe."

"Can't I just be somepony else?" Inquired the changeling.

"Variables, daughter dearest," the wizard answered. "Although I sincerely doubt it will change our findings, we must be sure to account for everything we can. The equipment can be carried room to room, so we can recreate the environment. My stasis field won't even effect the thaumograph. That just leaves our final subject."

"Let's see..." Twilight began pacing the room in thought. The other individuals in attendance began to ruminate as well. "We need a mare who knows Anon, but hasn't slept with him."

"That's a pretty narrow list," Anon declared with a hint of pride.

"She has to be observant and critical to notice any changes that might occur. Somepony who's dealt with enough stress to not be scared off by such strange circumstances. And finally she has to be somepony of complete mutual trust. A mare who not only trusts one of us completely to not let them come to harm, but one we can trust to not let news of Chrysalis' return out and cause a panic."

Chrysalis and Starswirl had a minimal pool to draw on to begin with, and Anon was having trouble thinking of a mare he hadn't slept with.

Twilight gasped as recognition filled her eyes. "Ah-ha! I know just the mare!"

Author's Note

Cookie to anyone who can guess who our fourth lucky lady could be. I'll give you a hint: she's not an alicorn and she's not a main character.

Ya'll know the drill by now. Not proofread, please point out any typos or improper grammar you see. Also I plan for the next chapter to be obnoxiously long. Might split it into 2 or even 3 depending on how it goes

Seduction is like a game of chess

Chrysalis knew that look.

It was her look.

The look of all changelings in the field.

The look of lust and hunger held back by a thin veil of polite conversation and socially acceptable boundaries.

Only. It wasn't on a changeling.

No. This thing was new. This thing was...

Intriguing.

Despite oppressive waves of lust radiating off the creature, he wielded it like a master swordspony. He sipped his drink cooly and kept an engaged conversation with the bartender mare, never once directing his lust towards her. Such restraint Chrysalis had only witnessed from herself and only the most seasoned of her once exceptional family.

His voice resonated far. Even over the thrum of the bass-laden music and the dozens of speaking ponies, Chrysalis' highly sensitive ears could pick up wisps of his baritone speech. She had to speak with him, for no other reason than to satiate her burning curiosity.

As Chrysalis walked towards the bipedal creature, powerful stimuli all around assaulted her senses. The constant movement between screeching notes and rumbling bass in the music made her head hurt, and the high energy of the atmosphere made her feel her age. Oh how Chrysalis fondly remembered the days of old, where balls and masquerades were common place. Canterlot high society still had them once or twice a year in order to show off wealth and extravagance, but the days in which they were common place had Chrysalis yearning. The gentle and relaxing tones of Canterlot's greatest classical melodies, and even later jazz were a far and away preferable accompaniment to her evening than the electronic drivel that had replaced it.

And the gossip. Oh! How she loved the hushed tons of scandalous conversation between nobles. Whispers of adulterous high profile couples and the rumored spiraling destruction of years of accumulated wealth from even some of the most minor mistakes. Infinitely more fascinating than words of the latest pop-star or arcade opening these young stallions and mares were into. For what is was worth, however, the spry young colts in the clubs had the energy to keep her entertained for hours. Even the ones that popped quickly were simply her version of "fast food".

Deciding to be direct with her target, Chrysalis approached the bar and chose the stool directly next to the creature, hopping up on top. Her disguise belonged to Scarlet Letter, a few centuries old mare who was long gone. She had a scarlet coat and a curly blonde mane with a cutie mark of an unsealed envelope. She was outcasted by her village for her adulterous activities and Chrysalis had found her nearly starved to death on the outskirts of the badlands. Knowing the pain of losing family and starving, Chrysalis had nursed Scarlet back to health. Chrysalis offered her the choice to stay in the safety of the hive and spend the rest of her days dispensing love for her drones or leave to fend for herself again. It wasn't much of a choice.

"I've heard of 'red hot', but you give it a whole new definition." Scarlet was yanked out of her reminiscing by a familiar voice.

Caught off guard by the creature's remark, Scarlet momentarily struggled to find the words to respond.

"Oh, shit. Sorry. That was out of line. I misread the moment. My mistake."

Scarlet blinked before clearing her throat. "No, no. It's quite all right. Nothing wrong with coming onto me, or in me for that matter."

The creature smirked and chuckled, running a hand through his thick black hair. "Good. I had a feeling you were special. Can I get you a drink?"

Oh, I'll be drinking from you real soon, big boy.

"A hard rough screw against the wall, please."

"You mean a slow comfortable screw?"

Scarlet feigned innocence. "Oh dear, that must be what I meant. Slip of the tongue." She batted her eyes at him.

He gave a hearty laugh.

"Yo, Sandy! A slow comfortable screw against the wall for the mare I'm taking home tonight."

Nyx below, this creature was going to make her flood the club.

"My my. Mighty presumptuous of you."

"I know how this works. You made up your mind 5 minutes ago."

Scarlet felt her chest tighten. She was being read like a book, and no part of her wanted it to stop.

"Well, we can at least pretend to be above our primal desire. Besides, I don't even know what name I'll be screaming yet."

"The name's Anonymous, and before you ask; I am something called a human, and I am the only of my kind as far as I know. I'm not related to minotaurs, and I'm omnivorous."

While on a sheer technicality Chrysalis was not the only changeling, she certainly was alone. She realized her new companion may be more similar to her than she even realized.

No sooner had she completed the thought than her drink appeared on a coaster in front of her Unicorn bartenders are so fast. She levitated the orange slice from the rim and squeezed its contents into her drink.

"And what can I call you?"

Scarlet levitated the glass to her muzzle.

"You can call me 'your majesty', but my name is Scarlet Letter." She took a long sip from her drink.

Anonymous chuckled. "Did you cheat on your husband and get thrown out of your village?"

Scarlet choked on her drink "*cough* WHAT!? *cough*."

Anon threw his hands up. "Easy there, it was just a joke."

Scarlet gathered herself through coughing fits, managing to take another sip to ease her throat. Some joke. She cleared her throat.

"No, no. It's okay. That was... that was just a long, long time ago. You could even say I'm a completely different mare now."

"No shit? Huh. Well, I know a thing or two about having to start over as well." Anon reached for his own drink and held it into the air between the two.

"To new beginnings."

Scarlet smirked

"To new beginnings." She echoed, and their glasses collided softly.