Author's Note

Surprise! This chapter was commissioned after the rest of the story and is getting added because... well, because it got commissioned.

Do be aware that though this chapter was released after the epilogue, it is in fact set before the epilogue. That being said, have fun!

Lesson 4: On Properly Enjoying Victory

Twilight rose from the forest floor. In that moment the world had changed. The world was suddenly brighter, the shades of darkness about her now painted with dim colors as her vision sharpened beyond the point they naturally would. It was amazing, and yet, it was not the most amazing thins she saw in the newly brightened world.

There was the mare below her - Luna, her mind realized - who stank of the pinkish energy. It was amazing! Sensations that were alien, and yet so familiar. She knew, yet did not know why, that the energy that flowed off the mare in a thin strand was love magic.

But beyond even the beauty of love given a shape she could sense, was the creature beside her.

It was well documented that changelings had a preternatural perception of their Queen - viewing her in a radiant splendor of beauty that none would understand unless they were changelings themselves. Twilight now experienced this reverence as her senses changed, much as her body.

"M-my Queen!" She whispered in hoarse reverence. "My Empress!" She exclaimed stumbling off of Luna and bowing before Chrysalis, who simply looked on Twilight with the greatest sense of satisfaction she had ever felt. Chrysalis felt the love energy from Twilight fade into the dull sense of having once been there, now consumed by Twilight's metabolism - her changeling metabolism - like a good meal.

Before Chrysalis, Twilight was now in the form of a changeling - but not just any changeling. Her wings were larger, the chitin on her sides was more segmented, and her rear had widened. In all, Twilight had transformed into not just a changeling, but a changeling who was built to build the hive. A brood mare.

Hips wide enough to let large egg sacks pass unabated, segmented chitin on the sides to allow her to expand and remain protected, and wings large enough that they could lift the changeling while she was weighed down by an egg sack. It was a thing of beauty to any changeling. To Chrysalis, however, it was more - it was the culmination of so much work. It was all she had put in and so much beyond.

Her lustful instincts rose within her, her tongue flicking across her lips hungrily, and immediately she stopped herself - reflexes honed over many months flaring up to stop her from killing her progress. Then again... she had already won.

Her heart quickened as she checked over all her knowledge. Was there a chance that starting too soon was bad? Would it end her progress? No. No, there was nothing! No teaching she had received from hatchling to now had ever mentioned anything about starting too soon. She... she could...

With a hungry shriek, Chrysalis flared her wings, leapt over the prostrate changeling, whirled about in a swift motion, grew her ovipositor out fully in an instant, and dove on her prey. Twilight could barely make a noise in the quick moment it took her Empress to set upon her, only having time to realize and moan all at once as Chrysalis thrust her ovipositor deep into Twilight's willing pussy.

Thrusting in and out with all ferocity and lust that had been restrained for so long, Chrysalis ravaged her newly made brood mare with a hunger unparalleled. Twilight could do nothing but moan and scream her pleasure to the wild winds of the forest as Chrysalis rocked back and forth on top of her with reckless abandon.

Their joint pleasure soared, escalating beyond what each thought they'd ever feel with each moment. Every movement sent sublime crackles of pleasure coursing through the two of them, causing screams of pleasure the sent the fauna of the forest scattering for miles around.

As she thrust in and out, Chrysalis let her ovipositor engorge within Twilight as she prepared a truly potent batch as the newly made changeling's first. Within the changeling Queen brewed a virile formula of insemination, a writhing mass of changeling in potentia, a sea of chemicals and genetic material that would quickly give rise to a hive in the days and months to come.

Chrysalis drove the two of them higher, her hips slamming against Twilight's repeatedly and with little regard to pleasure - her lust consuming all pretenses as her urges were given what they had longed for. She was a changeling long denied, but now no longer.

Her hunger never more stronger, Chrysalis slacked her thirst by taking a thin string of the excess love Twilight had taken from Luna, stealing it away for herself. And how good it felt!

As the slim band of energy slinked out from Twilight and entered Chrysalis, the sense of euphoria and absolute fulfillment of all her changeling necessities brought Chrysalis to the brink of orgasm and then threw her beyond it with the roughness of a minotaur.

Chrysalis soared in orgasmic bliss, her ovipositor shooting forth seed and eggs alike. Eggs that would take her own seed and grow within Twilight, and seed that would also reach Twilight's fertile womb and create lives that were partly Twilight. A potent combination of asexual and sexual reproduction that would create a strong breed of changelings for sure.

Screeching out their shared ecstasy, the two changelings then slumped forward into the dirt, still locked together at the hips, simply bathing in the sensations that were their existence. It was bliss, and they loved every second of it.

Chrysalis rolled off to the side, sighing contentedly as she let her soaked ovipositor point into the heavens as she breathed in the scents of their shared arousal. She smiled to herself, feeling the cold night air on her most sensitive of areas while laying on her back in the middle of the forest.

Beside her, Twilight slowly raise herself, stepping up to her Empress. Chrysalis cocked an eyebrow at the changeling brood mare, only to have her curiosity sated as the mare stepped over her, with hips positioned directly over the still erect ovipositor that stood as a monument to the rebirth of all true changelings.

With a hunger that would never be truly quelled, Twilight drove herself down on Chrysalis with all her might, her torso held vertically above the object of her desire. Their hips connecting with a meaty thwap, Twilight gave a moan of pure sexual fulfillment, her pussy twitching, contracting, and spasming controllably about Chrysalis' meaty shaft.

Now in control, Twilight began to bounce atop the ovipositor, using her hindlegs to push herself up slightly before falling back down atop it anew. Her efforts did not tire as she let herself be taken by the pleasure, though never letting that bliss take away her will to chase all the more pleasure.

Her now forked tongue flicked across her lips, tasting her new flesh and all the tastes of the night air. This was bliss! This was right! This was her world!

Twilight felt her release rolling up in a huge wave as she drew nearer and nearer to her orgasm. It built like the approach of a tsunami that would crash over her existence in an almighty wave of blissful annihilation. Her mind quaked at the anticipatory thrill of it all, waiting with bated breath as her end and completion drew ever nearer.

Just as she felt her pleasure build to a crescendo, Twilight found herself being thrown to the floor and turned about while staying on the ovipositor that had become her soul's sole desire. Looking back to her Empress, she saw the lust that was burning there in the older changeling's eyes. Then she felt it.

Chrysalis once more took charge, her forehooves pressing roughly into the nape of Twilight's neck as she thrust her hips in and out the last few times they needed before once more she orgasmed into her brood mare. This time, though, she did not stop her efforts. This time she pushed past her own orgasm and simply drove on, thrusting in and out while pressing hard against Twilight's neck, constricting her breathing gently.

The once somewhat regal alicorn was then reduced to nothing more than the whore she had been hypnotized into craving being. Those long days of training and immense measures of magic now worked in concert towards their intended purpose as the two changelings joined together over and over again.

Twilight moaned out her immense bliss as her Empress railed her without mercy. Each thrust sending cascading waves of electric pleasure flooding through her like a mighty wave that erased all that might have been left of the pony and replaced it with ceaseless adoration of the Queen and Empress that mounted her. It filled and completed her, broke and remade her, and then - when she thought it had finished its miraculous work - started all over again.

Twilight came again and again, her strength dying away slowly as Chrysalis continued to pump the newly made changeling full to bursting with fruitful seed and vibrant eggs. It made Twilight grow wide and full - fuller than any brood mare had ever been. Slowly her chitinous plates began to part so much that her soft under-flesh became exposed in areas as she grew filled with seed and eggs alike.

Chrysalis licked her lips in unsated hunger, even as her body wavered, while plowing the thoroughly furrowed land that was Twilight. No more was it the excretion that would hone the pony into a changeling, but now the powerfully fruitful concoction of birth. It filled, consumed, and grew.

Twilight moaned incessantly, her world becoming bloated and filled with pleasurable wobbling. She sighed and gasped in pleasure and ultimate fulfillment. It was bliss beyond anything she had ever known in her days as a pony. Days that seemed so far removed. Days that seemed so unreal - so unimportant. As though a dream that this fucking had out done to such a degree that fancy had been outstripped by reality in its grandeur.

And it was amazing!

Chrysalis pulled back once more, and them drove home one last time, sending forth a final batch of potent changeling brew inside the willing mare. She moaned and sighed out a rattling breath before falling to one side, popping free of Twilight finally. It was truly all she had ever wanted and more. Oh so much more.

A sensation brought Chrysalis once more from her brief stupor. Lazily, she lifted her head up and saw over the curve of her rising and falling barrel a particularly eager, though thoroughly drained, Twilight. She was wider than any brood mare that Chrysalis had ever seen at any stage of carrying. It was immaculate! It was perfection!

Twilight, with what strength she had left after all the many orgasms she had shared and had received from her Empress, now lapped away at Chrysalis' slowly receding shaft. Even the sensual attentions it received stood no chance of reviving it after so many uses.

Chrysalis didn't, however, shoo the attentions away - instead electing to let the newly minted changeling take control as the victorious Empress rested. She deserved a rest, and her new brood mare deserved a treat. It was only right.

And what a treat it was to Twilight! To her newly changed sense, the taste of the excretion on the dick-like structure was exquisite beyond words or expression. It made her soar to heights of pleasure only beaten out by having the rod she now worshipped pistoning in and out of her.

With talents honed by repeated use of her Empress over the months of her training as a pony, Twilight suckled at the shaft. She cleaned every drop from its surface, licked up every fleck from within and without, and then gave a last, long, pulling suck to the entirety of it - relieving its surface of even her saliva that might bare the faintest traces of the mixture that she so desperately craved. Then she started all over again.

Ever so slowly, Chrysalis found herself becoming revitalized - whether it was from the attention she was receiving or the simple passage of time she wasn't sure. The end result was a changeling that was slowly rousing from their postcoital stupor to find another changeling suckling at their ovipositor. It might not have been a dick in the traditional sense, but as far as sensations the bearer took away from it, it was as close as one could hope for - and Chrysalis was having hers sucked clean over and over again.

With a lust that still burned deep within her, Chrysalis hardened her ovipositor once more before wrapping her hind legs around Twilight's head, forcing her down the entire length of the phallus. The splendid bulge in Twilight's neck where the ovipositor pushed from the inside sent a shiver through Chrysalis who hungrily began to let Twilight rise only to push her down once more.

Shortly, the brood mare took the hint and began to bob her head up and down rhythmically, deepthroating the ovipositor like the whore she had been controlled into wanting to be. It filled her with a sense of belonging that no other activity beyond being fucked by the rod could provide - Twilight loved it, all her senses had been molded specifically so that that would be true.

In the form that once had been a pony princess whose greatest joy had been her friends and the pursuit of magic, there was now but one desire - but one fulfillment. It was to suck, to fuck, to rub, to ride, to lick, to tease, to taste, and to tantalize and be tantalized. Her life had been taken away - left only as a a vague dream she had woken up from - and had been replaced with the primal urge to copulate, to please, to fuck.

Every memory had been turned to a vague shadow, details lost in favor of how best to pleasure her Empress. Memories of Applejack's cooking were replaced with how to fellate her Empress. The scene of her first party from Pinkie were instead swapped with the desires to have an orgy with her Empress. The thought of Rarity's dress that had been made with such care for her was replaced with how much she desired to dress like the complete slut she was for her Empress.

The memory of Rainbow Dash flying through the clouds at speed was turned into the wish for her Empress to fuck her above Canterlot for all to see. Thoughts about Fluttershy's animal friends were twisted into shapes of how glorious it would be to debase herself for her Empress by receiving the seed of the same animals. And Spike...

A bit of her pony self that clung on with all ferocity rallied in that moment and tried to bring the entirety of Twilight back. It stormed the castle of Twilight's broken mind, slaughtering hundreds as she pushed deeper and deeper - bolstered by her oldest friend.

The imaginary Twilight threw open the doors of her mind's inner sanctum, and there faced down two creatures. The magnificent splendor of Empress Chrysalis - elevated to godlike status in the mind of a changeling - and the changeling form of Twilight that lay lazily on the floor with a full belly and a pile of eggs to the side.

The part of her that fought stormed in, her powers manifesting in hopes to throw off Chrysalis - but in the end it was for naught. The image of Chrysalis smirked, reared up in a striking pose, and then her ovipositor sent out a blast of virile soup.

The first blast caught the imaginary Twilight across the face, sending her to the ground in a pool of greenish and off-white. The image of alicorn Twilight could not help but taste the concoction, and a bit of her broke. She attempted to rally once more, but was blasted anew by the cream that proceeded from the image of Chrysalis' ovipositor.

Spike... oh Spike. Twilight drew in a breath as she dove down once more and felt her Empress' ovipositor engorge to spill forth its contents into yet another hole. Her mind shattered once more and reformed into a more fitting shape.

The thoughts of Spike that the Twilight who emerged could muster were thoughts that were only fitting of a changeling whore. Thoughts of coming to the poor dragon at night, shifting into the image of Rarity, and seducing the poor thing. Oh how easy it would be! Just creep inside, say those sweet words that Spike had craved for so long, and jump onto his cock.

She ride that cock all the night long, filling herself with her erstwhile assistant's cum. All the while, she'd slowly drain him of his love energy, savoring the flavor with particular satisfaction. Spike would be left with balls thoroughly drained of cum and heart thoroughly drained of love's energy. It made Twilight's heart flutter in anticipation. In lust.

Her mind realized, even as she continued to deepthroat her Empress towards her second orgasm, that she could do it with more than just the easy prey of her little dragon. No, she could fuck them all!

The thought of it! Stalking into Rainbow Dash's room as Applejack and telling her to fuck her wild, the image of sneaking into Rarity's room as a knight in shining armor and mounting her once friend, the possibility of taking Applejack in Rainbow Dash's body, The delicious prospect of taking Pinkie Pie in her own husband's body and then taking her husband in hers, and the sheer audacity of taking Fluttershy in Discord's guise - though that one might prove particularly difficult. All of it. It was all hers now! She could take what she wanted, and with only a modicum of care, she'd get away without any issues!

The thoughts filled her with such boiling lust that she parted her mouth from Chysalis' ovipositor with needy pants. She was filled with a heat of need, and before her lay the completion of all those desires if only she asked.

"C-C-Chrysalis, my Empress..." She stumbled, her mind a fog in her all pervasive arousal, "p-please... please fuck me as Celestia... fuck away everything that is yours. FUCK ME!" She cried in desperation, her maw dripping in the remnants of her Empress' last orgasm.

Chrysalis couldn't help but smile at this request. With a short flash of green, Chrysalis was Celestia once more. It was like an old suit to her, and it felt almost natural. The addition of the cock, though not particularly true to the original, was such a natural touch to the changeling by that point that it hadn't even crossed her mind that she had made her dark green ovipositor into the huge, gray dick and massive balls that now hung happily between her hind legs.

Twilight wasted no time, and with a lust that would never truly be quenched by any act she might endure or be put to, turned about and flagged her tail while letting an aura of green shimmer across her. In the next instant, Chrysalis looked upon Twilight as she had been. Not an alicorn, but as a unicorn - shorter, less regal, though still very pregnant with all that Chrysalis had already pushed inside her.

"P-please, Celestia, fuck your student! Please, I need your cock inside me!" Twilight begged, her voice losing the chittery quality that Chrysalis hadn't even noticed it had gained before. It made Chrysalis in Celestia's form grow all the more aroused and ravenously lustful.

Rising to her hooves, Chrysalis let her illusion's cock grow to full mast as she stood above the presenting unicorn - the same unicorn that had beaten her two years ago. It was all she had ever wanted and more - oh so much more!

With predatory hunger, Chrysalis stepped up and mounted Twilight, lining her cock up with Twilight's entrance. "My faithful student, are you ready to service your Princess?" She asked tenderly.

"Yes, Princess Celestia! Please let your student show you how much she has learned!" Twilight pleaded, her snatch twitching in need. Chrysalis smiled at this before plunging deep within the well lubricated entrance, setting a slow and steady pace to truly let Twilight experience her defeat.

Thrust after thrust, Chrysalis pounded into Twilight with glee. The taste of victory was sweet, oh so very sweet! It was all she had expected, and yet so much beyond that! She loved how well she had molded Twilight, how well she had turned the prim and innocent princess into a debauched whore that would do as she wished.

With a menacing purr, Chrysalis leaned down to have her muzzle next to Twilight's ear, dropping Celestia's voice in favor of taunting her prey. "Imagine having to explain yourself to your subjects." She hissed. "Imagine the stares as they look on their princess and realize how much of a fucking whore she is. Do you think it will make them sick?

"Or perhaps they will lust for their slut of a princess? Maybe court will be less about bringing complaints and more an opportunity for anypony to have their way with you. Would you like that? Would you like it if everypony in Equestria had a turn with you and fucked you into unconsciousness, only stopping once you were covered in spunk?" Chrysalis chittered.

"YES, FUCKING TURN ME INTO THE WHORE I AM! MAKE ALL OF EQUESTRIA KNOW! LET THEM USE ME, OH SWEET CELESTIA! MY EMPRESS! OH MY EMPRESS! I'M CUMMMING!" Twilight screamed, her pussy clenching and squeezing as her orgasm rocked her world once more - her disguise faltering as she did.

Chrysalis smiled at the mare, sending another batch of her potent concoction into the brood pony. Her gut was even larger, her womb now home to hundreds if not thousands of tiny lives that would slowly grow until they were fully made eggs.

Then, it a rush of painfilled pleasure, Twilight would lay them. They'd fall out of the mare and form a hardened case from the fluids the mare excreted. Then, a few weeks later, the eggs would hatch and release little hatchlings into the world. Hatchlings that would be part Chrysalis and part Twilight.

Chrysalis smiled at the thought, pondering whether or not she'd let the hatchlings fuck their own mother. It was decently natural in changeling society - in fact it was what happened the majority of the time - but for what little pony might be left in Twilight it would be all the more debaucherous debasement. It would be delicious.

The thought of a two changelings taking Twilight's mouth, another taking her tight pussy, and two more fitting their ovipositors into Twilight's ass filled Chrysalis with such lust that she turned with a menacing grin towards the only available solution now that Twilight had finally been broken.

"Oh, Luna, dear." She said in the singsong voice of Celestia. Luna perked her head up at that. "Lift yourself up for me, won't you? You seem to need a good fucking from your sister." Luna seemed to ponder this before finally lifting her rear up and flagging her tail to the side submissively.

Chrysalis chuckled inwardly as she hoisted herself, mounting the mare. With no hesitation, the Changeling Empress plumbed the depth of the nighttime princess. The barely used pussy felt so good, and the whorish moans and encouraging words Luna burbled filled Chrysalis with purpose.

Thrusting with abandon, Chrysalis plowed Luna's fields, readying the fertile earth for a lovely deposit that would see eventual fruit. She'd plant a far sneakier seed into Luna, a seed that would grow in much the same way as a pony would usually. Then, when it was time to give birth, it would come out with all the strengths of a changeling.

Oh how delicious it would be! Chrysalis would be there for certain, just as she was present for fucking the princess. She watch the new changeling enter the world, and then fuck another one into the mare. She'd do it over and over, and Luna would be helpless!

She loved how she could make the pony sing out in lust and the feeling of power it gave her. It was amazing! The feeling of the princess below her, the taste of the pony's altered emotions, and the sound of the princess shouting out her lust - it was a finely played orchestra of debauchery that made Chrysalis feel every bit the Empress she had become.

With a final groan of pleasure, Chrysalis plunged forward and filled the nocturnal pony with her seed, filling the princess to the brim with changeling goo. Luna howled in pleasure, feeling her own orgasm rocketing her to higher planes of pleasure.

Sure, Luna would be no brood mare in comparison to Twilight, but a pony brood mare was still worth something. Mainly love - but to some degree - the entertainment of fucking a pony while disguised as somepony else. It never got old to a changeling. It was just the sort of fun that never diminished, no matter how long you continued to milk it. And Chrysalis was going to be having fun for a long time to come.