Author's Note

This chapter contains mare-on-mare nonconsensual cock vore with digestion. I would advise you don't read it if any of those words squick you out. Especially "with."
The rest of you wonderful deviants, enjoy!

2. Chrysalis Decides to Keep All the Love For Herself

"-no." Chrysalis's horn lit up, and in a flash of green fire, the fake Shining Armor was replaced with the chitinous, much more real body of a changeling queen. Cadance hesitated in her surprise, which proved to be a mistake. The changeling grabbed her head in a telekinetic grip, then turned it and pushed towards the bobbing, flared head of her cock. In a reversal of her earlier cocksucking, Cadance's snout bumped into the tip, and then sunk into the musky, drooling slit. A shock of pleasure ran through Chrysalis; in her ecstasy, she increased her push on the princess's head. Cadance tried to open her mouth to shout, but the cock's tight grip kept it closed, resulting in a heavily muffled noise in her throat.

The queen's shaft tugged on the pony's muzzle just as the pony's throat had tugged on it, and Chrysalis once again lit her horn to fire a spell at Cadance's horn. Immediately, the magical appendage flopped to the side, as though made of spaghetti rather than its usual, rigid self. Cadance tried to cast a spell herself, but succeeded only in wasting time, time that the changeling used to slide the drool-and-cum-covered tip of her cock up her face. As the unsettlingly-comfortable warmth crept over her eyes, Cadance squeezed them tightly shut and tried to pull back; unfortunately for her, Chrysalis saw it coming, and a hole-filled hoof behind her head kept the princess in place... and sliding deeper into place besides.

Chrysalis moaned as Cadance's head stretched her cock, sending waves of pleasure through her body. A buck of her hips and squeeze of her shaft saw the rest of the pink head, and most of the alicorn's neck and mane, enveloped by Chrysalis's cock. "Nnf, alright, love princess, let's make you into love juice," she muttered, a wicked smirk on her muzzle. Restraining the now-struggling princess with her magic, Chrysalis fed Cadance's shoulders into her tip, effectively pinning her forelegs against her sides. A shove from the changeling pushed the trapped alicorn vertical; her feathery wings coaxed a sharp gasp out of Chrysalis, and a spurt of precum soaked those feathers even as gravity helped guide them down.

"Chrys- pfah! Chrysalis! What- nnf, are you doing?!" Cadance's voice arose, heavily muffled, from inside the queen's balls, already stretching the black orbs plenty. Chrysalis noted with sadistic satisfaction that it sounded like she had to spit out the seed to talk that she had recently so eagerly gulped down. She sat up, letting the pony sink up to her hips in her engorged shaft before speaking up.

"I'd think it would be obvious, Cadance," she sneered, stroking herself with one forehoof and slapping the alicorn's heart-shaped cutie mark with the other. "You'll make a fine addition to my balls, and I'll absorb all that delicious love you have... as well as the rest of you!"

Cadance thrashed around, which only served to elicit another two-toned moan from the changeling queen, who tensed her cock and drew the alicorn's legs together and halfway into the glowing, green length. Inside the sack, the pink pony was covered in white, coughing out mouthfuls of the changeling's jizz just to speak as more of her body was forced in with her. "You won't get away with this!" With one last wiggle, her hind hooves vanished into the monstrous cock, soon followed by her multi-hued tail.

Chrysalis laughed, fading into a pleased sigh as her prey slid fully from her shaft to bulge out her balls. "Oh, I will. But even if I don't..." She squeezed her swollen balls between her hindlegs, sloshing the rising pool of changeling cum around Cadance. "You won't either," she said with a sultry, ominous purr.

"What?!" The princess yelped, kicking frantically at her fleshy prison. However, both of them could feel the strength normally afforded to an alicorn waning fast, and all her efforts earned her only a low sigh and a pleased groan from the queen.

"You heard me," Chrysalis replied. With a grunt of effort, she pushed herself off the floor and onto the chair she'd left to fuck Cadance, beating her insectoid wings to help lift her up. A 'glorp' resounded from within her balls, along with a whimper from Cadance. "You're gonna be my next batch of cream, princess. Though," the queen said with a sneer, "I do hope you stay conscious for this next bit. It's just to DIE for!" Her chuckle faded to a pleased hum; Cadance's struggles had already weakened to almost nothing in the growing sea of jizz hanging between her legs.

Green flames flickered around her hole-ridden form, and when they cleared, a perfect copy of Princess Cadance stood in her spot. Well, perfect save for the impressive equipment dangling under her barrel, but a quick illusion spell took care of that. "Oh, guards," she called in the alicorn's voice, "please enter again, we're ready to start." The stalwart crystal ponies strode in through the doors and took their places in the corners once more. After a few seconds, however, they realized something was amiss.

"Uh... Princess, shouldn't there be- where's the changeling?" one asked of her, his brow furrowed.

The pink-furred smile twisted into a sinister smirk. "Right here." A pair of spells flew at the unprepared guards, sealing them in green coccoons for later harvesting. Chrysalis let her disguise drop as she once more fell into the seat on her side of the table. At her command, the other two changelings reentered and removed the trapped ponies. The queen smiled at her thick shaft and the noisily-churning balls below. "Well, Cadance? How was I? Better than when I took over Canterlot, no?"

All that answered her was the groan and gurgle of the remains of an alicorn being tossed around and melted down in her scrotum. With a flash of light, Cadance's cutie mark appeared on one of those dangling, green orbs. Chrysalis licked her muzzle, her long tongue curling around. "Fetch me parchment and a quill," she called to her guards, "I think I'll start a collection..."