"Ahhh...that did the trick." Chrysalis stepped out of the bedroom, a towel in hand to rub off the sweat on her black skin. Behind her, Fluttershy was still lying in bed, twitching faintly and drenched in sweat and her pussy oozing with cum. The shy pegasus was completely out of it, her eyes rolled up into her head and her expression melted into a retarded, pleasured smile. The Changeling-Queen stretched herself, her expression one of bliss and satisfaction. Walking with swaying hips down the stairs, she joined Twilight in the kitchen, walking past the former princess and opening the fridge.

"This is not your home, you know?", sniped Twilight, very much cross about the whole situation. It was bad enough that she had to permit Chrysalis to violate one of her friends, but there was also the matter of her nearly killing the villainess. Twilight didn't consider herself a violent mare, so the loss of control had come as a shock to her.

Chrysalis on the other hand just hummed happily as she rummaged for some refreshment. "What? Do you want me in your castle? I appreciate the sentiment, Sparkle, but I think we both know that isn't happening."

"Why is that?"

She grabbed a jar of jam and some milk and closed the fridge with a thrust of her hip. Turning around, she flashed a toothy grin. "Because I require food and I'm pretty sure, you will not agree to let me feast on you." Her eyes wandered over Twilights body, shamelessly checking her out. Twilight could see the cock between her thighs twitch in mild excitement. The changeling queens long, forked tongue slithered out to lick her luscious lips. The purple mare shuddered, almost holding her arms over her chest by instinct.

Chrysalis chuckled at her reaction and began to eat the jam in her hand, with her tongue flickering in and out. Twilight frowned at the disgusting sight. It also brought up a question. "If you Changelings feast on emotions, why do you even consume actual food?"

"Because it's tasty. Not as delightful as love or lust, but it satisfies other cravings..."

"You have a sweet tooth?" That came as a surprise, especially because Twilight had not thought about somepony like Chrysalis even having preferences in the first place. Then she shook her head, trying to stay on topic. "Nevermind that...my point is, I cannot just let you live here. What if you hurt Fluttershy? It's not like I can trust you."

A frown crawled over Chrysalis's face, as she put her juicy ass on the table, coincidentally waving her smelly, wet, veiny cock right in Twilights face. "First of all, Sparkle, you were the one who told me to come here. I was content on leaving this cursed town and it's cattle behind and never look back", she pointed out. "Second, as Fluttershy was so nice to point out, the whole thing is consensual. She found me half-dead and offered me her lust for consumption."

"But for Fluttershy to just....just let herself get fucked by somepony like you..." Twilight shook her head and leaned back, trying to get away from the shaft that just minutes ago had fucked her friend into a coma.

Chrysalis took a sip from the milk, then leaned back and sighed. "My my, it's almost like she is the Element of Kindness. Or maybe your shy little wallflower of a friend is a lot more naughty than you think she was?" She grinned lewdly, cupping her huge boobs. "She certainly moaned quite dirty, when I pounded her. Her lust was exquisite. Very nourishing."

Twilight blushed. If she hadn't seen Fluttershy squeal in delight just an hour ago, she would have not believed it. Even so, the thought of Fluttershy of all ponies being willing to spread her legs...it felt dirty. Like something pure had been ruined. She would now have the sight of Fluttershy's orgasmic smile and the sound of her shameless, lusty moans in her head for quite some time. Even worse, though? She wasn't sure if she hated it.

"If it helps, Sparkle, we're on the same side here."

She looked back at Chrysalis, who had completely emptied out the jam jar and was now idly licking her fingers clean.

"Really? Elaborate..."

The former queen looked out of the window, watching the mountain on which Canterlot was situated. Her expression was difficult to read, but Twilight could spot apprehension and not a little bit of fear. "Scortatus is bad news for me. Changelings cannot feed on demons and his war has poisoned the emotions of my prey with fear, hatred, and paranoia. Ever since he took over, I had more and more trouble finding food."

"Really?" Twilight raised an eyebrow, her skepticism obvious. "And here I thought, you would welcome a world where lust would be abundant."

"I would. Without a second heartbeat!" Chrysalis gave her a dangerous grin. "After all, that is what I had planned, when I tried to take over your pesky country."

"But if Scortatus wins, it will reduce my food source. It won't be an Equestria of ponies...if he succeeds, then everyone will be a demon or something close to it. I will starve to death." She shrugged her shoulder, got up from the table, and walked over to the clothes she had discarded before. Slipping on her shirt, which now was several sizes too short and made her massive boobs almost spill out. Her cock was stuffed into her pants, with Twilight noting the obvious bulge in it. Was that why Chrysalis disguised herself as a stallion? She was tempted to ask but decided otherwise. Not the best time for scientific curiosity.

She had no way of trusting Chrysalis. And the notion of the Changeling Queen living with one of her best friends, being able to do Celestia knows what to her, really didn't sit well with her. Not that she didn't trust Fluttershy....though, after what she had seen, maybe she was now a little bit suspicious of her friend's "pure" intentions. She would have to talk with her about it at some point.

Hello, hello? twilight you there?

If you can hear me I have to say you are already starting to learn who you can start trusting as chrysalis was just feeding from what we can see from our point of view she will need energy. So if you want her to be not only on your side and not betray you, give her some of your energy she is a creature that Feeds of emotion, and right now she can only eat lust, so use that to your advantage make the energy you have more tempting than Fluttershy and have her be dependent on you so she has no reason to betray you and if your not willing, start training your demonic magic on her as your not limited to offensive spells, there is a few lists of spells that succubus use to keep people like her on your side.

And also twilight be aware ---- Now, now... let's not spoil things, okay?--they are demons and they will---She will learn soon enough. Gotta keep some surprises...---siblings.

Lastly, twilight, remember this, keep your friends close but your enemies even closer and vice versa there will be times that you will have to abandon your friends and allies to the enemies or they abandon you so keep the ones who you know for certain can't betray you without repercussions to their own survival and goals.

She groaned briefly as the Convent entered her mind again. Some were furious at her previous insubordination, while others were more upset over not being able to watch Fluttershy getting fucked silly by Chrysalis. In fact, a majority of the voices complained about getting blue balled there. But one did actually advise her on something important.

"Alright, you know what? I actually do want you in my castle. That way, I can keep an eye on you. No touching Fluttershy and no running around Ponyville, without my say-so," she declared.

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Oh? And why should I agree to that? Your friend is the best feast I had in months. I won't just give her up, because you want me to." She stepped closer, towering over Twilight and poking a finger into the former princess's boobs. "I'm not your slave, Sparkle. I don't have to obey you."

Twilight swatted her hand away, glaring up to the former Queen. Her eyes once again were slits and she let some of her repressed anger through, just to give her words more weight. "Really? Because as I demonstrated, I can kill you if I have to. So, you better get in line, Changeling, before I decide you are too big a risk to keep alive." She blinked. Wait...why did she say that? She didn't plan on killing anypony!

But Twilight didn't have time to worry about that. She could see Chrysalis bristle over the threat, her expression hardening. "Is that so...? How about I take you down with me then, eh? I'm sure, Scortatus will be very interested to know what you've been doing. Maybe I even get some of your precious friend pulled into this fight, that you seem to be itching for. Are you sure, you can prevent collateral damage if I want to cause it?"

Twilight cursed silently. Now she had done it! She needed Chrysalis on her side, not against her. Taking a deep breath and trying to remain calm, Twilight reluctantly looked inwards towards the Convent for advice on what to do. If brute force wasn't sufficient then...

"What!? NO!" Twilight couldn't help but protest loudly, as she heard the proposal from the Convent.

Chrysalis grinned. "That's right. Your precious friendship once again being nothing but a weakn--"

"Oh shut it, Chrysalis. I'm not talking to you." The former queen was taken aback and visibly shocked, at the blunt rebuttal, to the point where she opened and closed her mouth several times without a comeback. Twilight meanwhile was holding her head, as the Convent practically bombarded her with demands to say it. There was no other option, they claimed. Do it, for the sake of your friends and Equestria! And their entertainment...though that part went unsaid.

"Perverted spawn...," mumbled Twilight angrily, but conceded.

Letting out a big sigh, she turned back to Chrysalis, who stared at her as if she had gotten insane. Which, to be fair, was not an unfair assessment. "Okay, okay...I think, we've gotten off the wrong foot here..." Twilight cursed again, as she felt her cheeks flushing over what she was about to propose. "How about...you come to my castle and remain under my supervision and in turn..." She trailed off.

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow and leaned forward. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that?"

"In turn, I l-let you fuck me..."

Now the Changeling Queen grinned and leaned even closer. "You have to speak up, Sparkle~"

Twilight glared at her, biting her lip. Her face was now beet-red and she was tempted to just blast the cocky bitch in front of her and be done with the whole thing. But the Convent wouldn't allow it. So, she took a deep breath. "You can fuck me, instead of Fluttershy. There, happy now?"

Chrysalis tapped a finger against her chin, mockingly deliberating. Her eyes traveled over Twilight's body again, greedy lust written all over her face. Then she grinned wide. "Alright, Sparkle, I agree. You will be my cattle and in turn, I will help you," she finally said. Leaning closer, until their noses were inches away from each other, she added: "But if you don't satisfy me, this pact is off."

Twilight shuddered but nodded. "Same goes for you. If you step out of line...I will end you."

The two mares stared at each other before Chrysalis laughed out loud and stepped away. "You got spunk! So much more intensity than last time we met," she mused. "This might get very interesting~"

Twilight grumbled but got up from her chair. "Good...now, that is done with, I still have somewhere to be. Get to the castle and we will discuss things when I get back from my errand."

She was briefly considering checking on Fluttershy but thought better of it. She didn't need to see her friend covered in cum and grinning like a moron. Well, she hadn't checked, but she was pretty sure she didn't want to know if what she was imagining was true or not. It was hard enough to reconcile recent events with her shy friend Fluttershy. Instead, she just quickly wrote her a letter, explaining the situation and put it on the kitchen table. Then, she headed to the door.

Time to visit Zecora.

"Will you stop following me!?" Twilight glared over her shoulder, trying to walk a bit faster. "I told you to go to the castle!"

Chrysalis just grinned smugly, closing up to her, uncaring about her orders. "The castle is not running away, Sparkle," she argued. Leaning over her shoulder, she added: "And don't you rather have an eye on me? I could do nasty things to your precious Spike, after all. Teach him to be a real male~"

Twilight was seriously tempted to just punch that slutty bitch in the face. But the Convent told her to refrain from it, so she just clenched her fists. "Don't you dare, Chrysalis," she warned her instead.

The former queen shrugged her shoulders. For a while, nopony said anything, as they walked together down the forest path. All along were planted several fetishes, consisting of strange tribals masks, bone-rattles, and bells. All of which created a spooky atmosphere, what with the wind drifting through and filling the air with aetherial sound. Though, it was really to the benefit of all, contrary to appearance. It kept away the numerous predators lurking in the forest and allowed travelers to reach Zecora's hut quickly and unharmed.

The Everfree had never been a peaceful wood even in the best of times. The War of Sun and Moon had drenched it in magic and the rebellion of the warlock Cockelston had done the rest of the work, creating the wild, untamable mess of a forest that it was today. Wild beasts, nature golems, and mutated weeds just waited for a chance to grab unsuspecting visitors and pull them away to be never seen again. Twilight herself had nearly gotten raped by one of the breeding-obsessed tentacle-plants, two years ago.

And yet, Zecora had managed to introduce some semblance of safety into this dark and dangerous place. The witch doctor had arrived one day and settled in this wood, despite everyponies warnings. And she thrived. As she aimed to co-exist and understand the environment around her, rather than dominate it, the forest and it's inhabitants seemed content to let her be and in turn, she kept it healthy and free from beings that might harm it. It was this understanding of wild magic and the strange wisdom beyond her age, that made Twilight admire Zecora so much. If there was anypony, who might be able to provide her assistance outside of Scortatus' purview, it was her.

"We're heading to this witch...Zecora, right?", asked Chrysalis, as she eyed the dark undergrowths beyond the path.

"Witch Doctor, but yes."

The Changeling snorted derisively. "Never took you for trusting a zebra..."

Twilight glared at her. "What do you mean by that?"

Her nemesis grinned lewdly. "Just that when I and my swarm visited their lands, we found them rich in lust and debauchery. So much virility in the stallions and so much lustful desire in the mares. We feasted well that season~"

"And yet, you're here. I assume something interrupted you?"

"Indeed. Unfortunately, some pesky shaman at the time found out what we were doing and we got chased out. That striped bitch even withstood me, when I tried to rape her. I haven't met many who could outlast and dominate me..."

This actually made Twilight laugh. "Dominate you? Seriously!? So, what? Instead of beating you, we should have just tried to spitroast you?"

Chrysalis responded with a lusty smile, licking her lips. "Maybe...although, you would have just made me stronger and become my slaves. But, I encourage you to try it nonetheless. It would be a real pleasure, to have you kissing my feet, Sparkle." She leaned closer, her hand groping Twilight's boobs briefly, before being swatted away.

The pretentious voice returns again with a smug chuckle, before it speaks. "My, how the mighty have fallen. Hello again, Twilight Sparkle. Congratulations on defeating the former-queen - well, she's still a queen, but not in terms of any ruling title - and you've beaten her in single combat, to boot. From what I understand, normally you'd be forced to rely on magical artifacts and your friends to do the same. This is quite the accomplishment if I do say so myself."

"Introductory compliments aside, you seem to be rather...confused as to our nature. Understandable, considering even a scholar such as yourself can selectively avoid the pursuit of certain knowledge. Still, I didn't think you'd be so ignorant - though that does explain a few of your more poorly-advised choices as of late. So, to begin with the obvious, yes, we demons are blatantly perverted creatures. The reason for such seems to have escaped you so far, suffice it to say it relates to magic. You've already noticed your powers increase when you're angry - or rather, wrathful, in this context. However, you've not explored the other circumstances which lead to much the same result, one of which being when you are lustful. Now, while this has the benefit of making us stronger when we indulge, the primary motivation remains simple survival - and, of course, avoiding the bottom of the hierarchy, as one must when confined as we are."

"Come to think, your new chitinous...hm, friend would be the wrong word, wouldn't it? Ally, perhaps? Yes, your new ally should be able to explain the principle perfectly well - you've already seen it in action, after all. She's just a bit more limited, in terms of her options, than you are. I should hope you won't judge her too harshly for that? She has plenty of other contemptible traits for you to work with, without needing to resort to petty racism."

For once, the voice reveals itself, belonging to a changeling - though obviously a corrupted one, if the horns and tail are anything to go by. "I have my own feelings on the matter, after all. Anyway, farewell for now - and if you would, tell Chrysalis that Tornus says hello."

Twilight nodded. That was a good idea. Changelings seemed to have abilities that were remarkably similar to demons, or at the very least drawn from the same source. Maybe studying it would help her understand her new state further. Help her control it.

"Say, Chrysalis...this feeding of yours. Is it limited to just love and lust?", she asked.

The changeling looked a bit surprised at the inquiry. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Why would you want to know?"

Twilight shrugged her shoulders. "We're on the same side now, aren't we? And if I'm supposed to nourish you, it might be good to tell me what you exactly need."

Chrysalis pondered the argument for a moment, before reluctantly nodding. "Hmph...fine."

"We Changelings feed on a variety of emotions. What kind is determined by the Hive-Ruler, who in turn feeds on the emotions they derive the most power from. This means, each Hive is shaped by it's ruler and in turn desires what they desire. Grow, breed, feed. That is the Changeling Way."

Twilight nodded. "So, it's lust and love for you, because you are.... a slut?" She gave the queen a teasing smile.

To her surprise, Chrysalis didn't get angry but grinned back. "Indeed, Sparkle. The pleasure of sex and domination feeds me the best. To fuck and be fucked...it all contributes to my power. Love is connected to this, of course, for it is nothing more than a pretension of desire. You ponies are so prude, pretending to have attachment and love for one another. But in truth, it's all lust. You start a relationship because you want to fuck. It is your instinct, your purpose."

Twilight frowned. "That is a very cynical way to see it. Shining Armor didn't marry Cadence, just because he wanted to sleep with her," she argued.

"But would he had courted her in the first place if she was fat and ugly?", countered Chrysalis.

"Of course!" Twilight responded just a little bit too loud to be anything but a deflection and she could see on Chrysalis face, that the changeling knew it too. The former princess was confident that her brother and foalsitter would have gotten together, regardless of their looks. But...deep down, she was aware that them being physically attracted to one another probably helped with that.

Deciding to change the subject, she thought out loud. "So, you're hunting for lust, because of your personality. I guess domination is something you feed on, too? Since you're arrogant. Though, it does make sense. After all, Thorax and his hive are self-sustaining, because of their sociability. I guess, they would feed on emotions like Happiness and stuff like that. It would explain, why they function better than under your rule."

This seemed to do the trick, as Chrysalis snorted angrily the moment Twilight talked about the loss of her crown. "Bah! A weak-willed fool, that is all he is. He was lucky in defeating me." She huffed, crossing her arms and chewing on her words. "Besides...he chose a rather poor source of food."

"Why is that?"

Chrysalis looked at her as if she was stupid. "Because Happiness is unstable. It is fleeting, all too easy to disperse and rot away. Any kind of crisis or stress will make it unavailable." She nodded in the direction of Canterlot. "What do you think is happening, now that Scortatus has put his ass on Celestia's throne. You think ponies are happy? No...Thorax and his hive will starve now and I bet that inexperienced idiot will be scrambling for a way out. Trust me, Sparkle...there is a good reason, why a smart changeling doesn't feed on unneeded and fragile things like joy and harmony."

"Right...because it worked out so well for you," snarked Twilight back. In truth, though, she was worried. If Chrysalis was right, then her confidence in Thorax helping them out was maybe misplaced. But surely he would never betray them? He owed them his kingship and the survival of his hive, after all. And he had Cadence and Shining Armor as his allies, so there would surely be enough food to sustain him and his people.

She nodded. Yes, she was just overthinking things. Thorax was a good friend. She had utter confidence in him doing the right thing. And it wasn't like Chrysalis was an unbiased source of information. Which reminded Twilight...

"Hey, ehm...who is Tornus?", she asked.

As she mentioned the name, Chrysalis went pale. She stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes narrowing in a mixture of fear and badly suppressed trauma. "H-How do you know that name?", she asked, her voice low and with a dangerous undertone.

Twilight immediately knew that she had crossed a line. She wasn't sure, but her instincts told her that she had touched upon something very private. Her mind was racing. Should she tell Chrysalis about the Convent? And if so, what did it mean that the changeling mare knew what was now essentially a demon of her own race? Tornus himself didn't give her any more answers, but she could sense a lustful and smug sense of ownership coming from him. Wait...why could she sense that? Did he do that on purpose?

Too many questions, not enough answers, so Twilight decided to lie for now. "I found his name in a journal. I hadn't thought much by it, but given that he was identified as a changeling and you're the only hive-queen I know...well, I was curious." She shrugged, hoping that Chrysalis would buy it.

She could feel the eyes of the former queen practically drill into her mind. After a few tense seconds, Chrysalis huffed and seemed to relax. "I see..." However, she didn't elaborate any further and walked past Twilight, continuing down the path.

"Hey, you wanna tell me who he is?", asked the purple mare, trying to keep up.

"No!"

And that was all she got about that topic.

Zecora's hut....well, it was probably wrong to call it a hut, per se. It was more like a tree-house, in that it was built into the trunk of a large, gnarled oak-tree. Zecora had used a similar technique, as it had been applied to Twilight's library all those years ago, in that she could hollow out the tree, while still keeping it alive and healthy. A small chute out on the side allowed for fumes and smoke to clear out, which happened more than once thanks to the zebra's constant potion-cooking.

Chrysalis eyed the various totems and masks, placed before the home of the witch-doctor in a perimeter, with suspicion as they approached. "You're sure we're welcome here? After all, this Zecora likely has some charms placed against intruders."

Twilight chuckled. "Against you most likely. Wouldn't be surprised, if she had something like an arcane bug-zapper. But I visit her constantly, so don't worry." She walked up to one of the totem and patted it. "Most of these are just for decora--EEEEEP!"

A lightning bolt struck her from the totem's eyes, sending Twilight flying backwards and crashing into a nearby tree.

"Hah! Looks like she got a demon-zapper, too!", laughed Chrysalis. She didn't had much time to celebrate Twilights misfortune, though, because suddenly the various masks and totems began glowing and coming to life. Pulsing with blue, arcane energy, they floated upwards. A tribal chant began to fill the air and ghostly bodies formed underneath the masks, wielding aethereal weapons. A massive ghost-warrior landed in front of Chrysalis, who turned around just in time to see a pony-sized club raised over her.

"Awww....fuck."

She didn't have time to brace herself, as the club slammed into her and flung her into Twilight, who had just recovered. Both mares slammed against the tree again, in a heap of limbs and pain. The ghost-warriors began to approach them, weapons raised and ready to pummel them into oblivion.

Twilight quickly raised an arm. "W-Wait! Zecora, it's me! Twilight Sparkle!!"

The door to the hut flew open and a striped mare rushed out, holding her hand up to the totems. "Cease! Cease to be! For aid, I will call later thee!"

This seemed to do the trick, as the ghostly apparitions slowly dissipated like fog under a strong wind and the masks returned to their former place. Twilight gave out a sigh of relief and fell back into Chrysalis soft chest, until the changeling angrily pushed her off. They both scrambled back to their feet, pain pounding through their limbs.

"Well, this is one way to say hello....," groaned Twilight. Now, she could count another bruise to the several she had gotten from her scrap with Chrysalis. Her shirt was pretty much ruined at this stage, torn and burned as it was, barely keeping her nipples covered. Her pants, already struggling to keep her ass contained, were busted and she noted with a blush, that she now almost looked like one of those trashy hookers from Las Pegasus.

"I apologize for pain inflicted. I planned merely to keep hostiles evicted."

Zecora's sing-song was instantly recognizable, and Twilight noted with relief that the witch doctor had not changed at all. There was still the usual mane, styled high and shaved on both sides. The smokey eyes, that seemed to glow with ancient wisdom...and a bit of seductive exotiscm, she now realized. The narrow waist, with the wide, expressive hips that accentuated her large, plush ass, perfect for twerking and shaking. The soft, F-Cup boobs, rivaling those of Chrysalis and begging to be touched and fondled and...

Twilight slapped her head. The blow must have rattled her something fierce, if she started to think like that. Or the demons once again played a prank on her mind. Likely, the latter. At the very least, she could hear the Convent cheer at seeing a zebrican mare and she had to endure at least half a dozen of lewd suggestions. That Zecora wore her usual outfit, consisting of a brown neck-top, that left her shoulders free and showed a bit of underboob, combined with her long loin-cloth, didn't help matters. She had a very sexy body and showing it off like that just set the horny demons in Twilights mind off.

"U-Understandable." Twilight gave Zecora a smile to show she wasn't seriously hurt. "I should have probably notified you, instead of crashing by. Sorry about tha-"

"YOU!"

Chrysalis stormed past Twilight, her teeth bared and her face torn into an expression of rage. "What are you doing here!?", she bellowed, as she got up into Zecora's face. Close enough for their boobs to mash against each other and for their noses to touch.

Zecora, for her part, remained utterly calm, with barely a look on surprise on her face. "Ah, the Uncrowned Queen here near my home?", she noted, standing her ground and glaring up to Chrysalis. "Attacked my friends and now Take Three? I should have killed you at the Dome." She saw Twilight frantically gesturing in the background and looking back to Chrysalis, she began to realize. "Aaah...instead of blood, it's tea?", she asked.

"Yes! Yes, it is." Twilight quickly rushed between the two mares, pushing them apart. "I was the one who called Chyrsalis here, this time. I need her help against Scortatus and..."

She stopped for a moment, as the penny finally dropped. "Wait....you're the one who defeated Chrysalis in Zebrica? Seriously!?"

Zecora nodded. "I was young and eager. My fellow zebra's slave to desire. And although my pay was meager, I lit that bitch's ass there on fire." She glared at Chrysalis with thinly veiled contempt. Then she gave her a provocative smile. "All high and mighty in bed was this lout. Stop, stop, she cried when I fucked her brains out."

Chrysalis growled. "You were cheating! Chugging potions and drugs and--"

"And the spell you use for the pole between your legs? Did not help you, as under my foot the bug then begs."

"Oh, you fucking, rhyming bitch!" Chrysalis made another step forward.

Before she could raise her fist, though, she and Zecora were caught in Twilights aura and pulled into opposite sides. "Enough!" Twilight's eyes glowed red with anger, as she kept the two apart. "I don't care for whatever old grudges you two have. Scortatus is currently busy raping my mentor's ass into a new pussy and once he is done with Equestria, he will do the same to Zebrica and the Hives."

Both mares were opening their mouths to speak, but Twilight interrupted them. "Hate-fuck each other, when we're done. Until then, shut the fuck up and work together, understood!?"

This did the trick, as both Chrysalis and Zecora went silent. As Twilight carefuly released them, they glared at each other, but neither mare continued the verbal abuse. Instead, Zecora took a deep breath and turned to Twilight. "Apology, Twilight, dear. My temper flared here, " she admitted. "Why don't we go inside and talk? You look tired after fight and walk."

This actually sounded pretty good, as Twilight realized that she was pretty exhausted at this stage. The stress of the day was getting to her. She followed Zecora to the hut, the witch doctor tapping the totems to let her through. When Chrysalis tried to follow them, though, the masks flared up again. "Fine! I wait outside! Fucking, dumb, striped zigger.."

She continued to grumble, as Zecora closed the door.

Inside the hut was everything as Twilight had remembered. Shelves full with exotic and dangerous ingredients and potions. Fetishes and dried vegetables hanging from the walls. The massive cauldron in the middle, though today it was empty. And lastly the kitchen and a bed in the back. It was almost spartan, though Zecora was not the mare to have many wordly desires in the first place.

"I had no idea that you were the one who chased Chrysalis out of Zebrica," she noted, now that they were out of ear-shot of the changeling-mare. "If I had known that....no, you probably had your reasons for staying out of the whole thing with the Invasion and so on."

Zecora gave her a smile, but shook her head. "My cowardice is no small sin. Forgive me, for the lies I did spin," she said, as she sat down on a chair. Pulling out two tea-cups, she put her hand over each and suddenly, they were filled with steaming liquid. She offered Twilight one, who gratefully accepted.

"I was ambitious, proud and worse back home. A heroine, beloved by spirits and god. I indulged in sex and potion and crime. Soon, my will and desire ruled me alone. A heroine, now nothing more than slathering broad. Abandoned, cast out and covered in grime." She gave Twilight a sad smile, one finger tracing over her own massive boobs. The implication of it being the product of enhancement potions was clear.

"Little better than the queen I bested, I was banished and detested. Years went by, powerless and poor. To learn, to redeem and to know better, once more. But home I could not go, so travel I went. I came here, older and content. And leaving behind my woe."

There was a brief silence. Twilight was unsure how to proceed after this confession. For a while, they just sat there, drinking tea. Zecora smiled at her. "No need to cry. History is past and sins fly by. What we do now, is what will last."

Twilight smiled back. Zecora was right. Instead of breaking her head over what had happened and what Zecora had done or even Twilight's own failures, they needed to look forward. So, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Zecora...I need your help with potions. Specifically, I want to re-create the ones Scortatus is using to corrupt other ponies."

When she saw the look on Zecora's face, she quickly added. "To find an antidote, obviously! Something to either bolster our own forces or at the very least de-power his own." She put the tea down. "Look, we're losing this war. I have less than a year, before Scortatus calls his bet off and goes all out against Equestria. I need to beat him! Even if it means...being sinful, as you put it."

Zecora didn't respond immediately, taking another sip instead. After some tense seconds, she sighed. "Fine...to stand by again in your hour of need, I cannot do. Time to repay old debts with all the knowledge I did accrue."

Twilight grinned wide and pulled Zecora into a big hug. "Thank you, Zecora! Thank you so much!" The mare was a bit surprised, but then hugged her gently back. "It's the least I can do...", she said.

"Okay, then I better get Chrysalis into the castle, before she starts trouble. I will prepare my lab for everything, so come by as soon as you can." Twilight stood up, boobs jiggling and once again filled with determination. She finally had a way forward. To work towards something and get results. No more newspaper reading and feeling sorry for herself in her own castle. It was time to counter-attack!

Rushing through the door, she did not hear Zecora's parting words.

"Beware, easy one goes down the road to sin and delight. Rarely, the well-intentioned put up a fight..."

When they were finally back at Friendship Castle, Twilight gave a small sigh of relief. Which prompted Chrysalis to snort, as she dispelled her disguise as a blue-skinned pizza-delivery stallion. "Why so worried? Are you afraid, ponies might judge you for sleeping with the living stereotype that I have to pretend to be?", she snarked.

"That's not it." Twilight gestured her to follow. "I just wasn't sure if Zecora would agree to help, after what she told me about her past. It's one thing to ask for potions, but given that she had done apparently some rather...questionable stuff with enhancements back in the day, I felt bad for forcing her to revisit those times."

Chrysalis snorted again. "I'm more surprised you trust that whore."

"Don't talk about her like that!", warned Twilight. "And of course I trust her. She is my friend!"

"She just confessed to being a corrupt, debauched slut. She was banished from her home, because she had turned some of her own people into roided out fuck-studs and cum-guzzling bimbos."

"She has changed!"

Chrysalis laughed out loud. "Nopony changes, Sparkle. They pretend they do, keeping up facades and lies to better deal with their actions. But it's all a lie, that is harder and harder to keep up as time goes on. We don't change. We just become more and more, who we really are," she said.

Twilight frowned, but for some weird reason could hear some faint traces of regret out of Chrysalis' cynical words. Deciding not to press it, she instead lead her erstwhile enemy to her room. It was empty, aside from a bed and some basic furniture. "This guest room should suffice for now. If you need anything else, we can discuss if I can procure it."

Chrysalis stepped into the room, looking around and poking the bed. "Hmm...it suffices for now. As for my needs~" She turned to Twilight, a toothy, lusty grin on her lips. Hooking a finger under her pants, she slowly pulled them down, to reveal her half-erect, veiny cock. "I'm starving..."

"What!? No!", protested Twilight. "You just had a meal with Fluttershy two hours ago!"

"And a fight with you before that," countered Chrysalis. Stepping closer to Twilight, she grabbed her shoulders and pulled her towards her. One hand went down, squeezing the former princesses plush ass. "Be a good host and let me have a bite. I promise, you will enjoy it~"

"I-I..." Twilight tried to get out, her face burning with the implications of sleeping with her own nemesis! She couldn't just jump on to the bed and let herself be taken by somepony like Chrysalis. She had to research to do and not to mention, she wasn't just going to have sex like that!!

A sudden pain went through her mind, as the Convent barged it's way through.

(A demon with red hair and yellow eyes, in a single-breasted, slit-back, long-sleeve, vintage tuxedo blazer, with golden buttons, red sleek pants and red shoes sits on the throne of ice.)

I do apologize for my mistress's outbursts. She can be rather troublesome at times....(Looks at a thoroughly ravaged Elise. Fresh batter leaking from all her holes, as her belly slowly deflates.)

Since she's in the middle of a nap. (Pulls on his red gloves.) Must say Twilight Sparkle it's a honor to meet the leader of the late and great Mane Six. My name is Crimson, Crimson Oliver. Like many of us I've watched your exploits unfold. Sad to see it all end like this.....Anyway. I have an important question for you.

Do you THINK you can win? Now before you get all high and mighty with me I do not ask this question to mock you. But the truth hurts.

All of your opponents up until this point have pulled their punches or just dropped the ball, giving you a chance to regroup and yank out a victory.....think about it.

If Nightmare Moon had just killed Rainbow Dash while in the fog, she would have won.

If Discord had just kept his mouth shut about where he'd hidden the elements, he would've won.

Had Chrysalis just killed you when you were abandoned by your friends then we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Had Tirek not honored his deal and captured you along with the others you'd be helpless.

See what I'm getting at here? You've been playing the game of life on easy difficulty....all of them got so overconfident in their victory they neglected to watch you and suffered for it. Scortatus has given you no such opening. He either scared your friends into never fighting him again or made their sexual urges too difficult to control. See Fluttershy for an example.

These demons out here think you're going to win a battle of fisticuffs with one of the first demons to exist. Utterly ridiculous. That being said I don't care which one of you wins. If you somehow pull out this victory I will be yours to command if not, then nothing changes. That being said I want to offer you some friendly advice to give you a sporting chance.

You need to have sex. What makes you think Scortatus is going to do? Just stand there, cock erect and see if you go for it like a mare starved? He's gonna fuck you and you'll need to keep your sanity in order to win. Sex is when the body and mind are at their most vulnerable. Makes the mind prone to suggestion.

You need to train your body to resist sexual assault. Thunderlane will only get bolder and bolder and even if you avoid him, one thrust from your demon king and your mind will shatter and his praises you will sing. You need to practice your lust on someone you can trust and control.

Twilight stopped struggling. She hated this suggestion. Hated how it made sense and it took away her excuses. She knew, of course, that sooner or later she would have to start dealing with Scortatus' tendency for debauchery and rape. That just pure force alone wouldn't suffice for a being that could seduce even the most powerful of mares. But the thought of just spreading her legs...

She winced, as the Convent pressed on it. The demons, in rare agreement, talking with one voice. She shook her head, but eventually conceded. They were right. She had to stop being such a prude, especially in a time where it was more and more a detriment. She was a demon now, anyway...what point was there in refusing what was essentially her nature?

It felt weird to think like that. Alien, almost. But it made a frightening amount of sense. Maybe...no, certainly the Convent was right. And perhaps...perhaps she would even enjoy it?

Twilight glared up to Chrysalis and finally gave up. "Fine. But only as an apology for attacking you. After that, it's going to be a strict schedule."

The changeling mare chuckled and dug her nails into her pants. With a lusty grin, she ripped them off in one go and pressed Twilight against the wall. Her long, forked tongue flopped out and flickered over the demoness's face, while one hand reached up to knead Twilight's boobs. "Wise choice, Sparkle," whispered Chrysalis. "You're gonna thank me later."

Twilight just shuddered. And worryingly enough, she was no longer sure if it was out of disgust....or excitement.

Author's Note

Hello, again!

Looks like I'm increasing my word count with each successive chapter. Hopefully, I won't hit the 20.000 limit and take two months for writing it.

Jokes aside, this was actually quite fun to write up. Chrysalis is a delightfully arrogant and sensual character and I didn't had as many problems with Zecora's rhyming, as I thought I would get. I apologize, if some of the rhymes are a bit clunky, though.

Also, next chapter will have some extended sex-scenes. No more teasing or short descriptions. Instead, I will give you guys/gals finally some hot, intense action. Hopefully, you will enjoy it.

Now, on to the fun stuff. We once again have another voting round, so let's get to it. You know the drill.

Twilight's options:

1. Narrow Waist (where are my organs?)
   
2. Exhibitionism (I actually kinda enjoy looking like a whore~)
   
3. Natural High Heels (No, I cannot stop walking like I'm on a catwalk!)
   
4. Increased Sensitivity (S-Stop, touching my boobs...I-I'm cumming~ah~)

Event: Any Volunteers? (Victim will be part of a rather lewd experiment~)
Possible victims: Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle