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!!??"