Shining Deserved Better Anyway
Chrysalis had masqueraded as a maid in the Crystal Palace for so long. Now that Shining was visiting Twilight, it was the perfect opportunity to finally have alone time with his wife.
She was angrier at Cadance than Shining. In fact, she liked Shining and had looked forward to carrying his foals whether he wanted her to or not. She regretted not letting him impregnate her during her time with him, and now that insultingly-pink thot carried a fetus that should have been Chrysalis’s.
“Sweetheart!” ‘Shining’ said as ‘he’ found the target, sitting on her haunches in the garden and rubbing her pregnant belly happily, a disgusting habit.
“Oh, hello love,” Cadance smiled in return. “Did you not leave for your trip?”
“Something came up,” Shining said. “Twilly said it was nothing too serious, but my visit would have to wait, so I guess I’m back.”
“That’s too bad,” smiled Cadance unknowingly, then patted the grass next to her. “Did you want to sit with me, love?”
“Actually, I have a surprise for you,” Shining smiled. “Let’s go to our room.”
“Oh, a surprise?” Cadance asked, standing and wobbling as her fetus-toting belly sloshed about. “I can’t wait!”
Chrysalis-Shining smiled and helped Cadance up even if she wanted to kick her in the gut, but grinned even wider on the inside knowing what would soon take place.
Cadance smiled as well, too innocent to consider that it might be sexual in nature. Despite being the ‘Princess of Love’, she was shockingly naïve. Chrysalis saw Shining come onto her a number of times while spying, and Cadance had reacted with confusion and disgust that he would want to for any reason other than producing a foal. They had literally only had sex once in their entire relationship, which was doubtlessly so vanilla that it was surprising Shining even got off in her. Even if he didn't admit it, Chrysalis bet he missed his time with her.
He hadn’t tried in the past few months, the pent up stallion having given up. The poor guy couldn’t even masturbate fear of her finding out and getting scared that he might be possessed by shadows. Being a member of the Church of the Inoffensively Vague Religion made her even more of a buzzkill than normal ponies. This was a rescue mission for poor Shining’s cock as much as it was revenge.
Shining-Chryssie let Cadance head into the room first, the alicorn hopping in excitement and standing next to the bed, probably expecting there to be a gift box there. Chrysalis just smirked, closing and locking the door behind them. She’d cast a silence spell around the room, so nopony would disturb them once things got started.
“Shining, sweetheart?” Cadance asked as if such a dried-out prude had a right to call him that. “Where…”
Cadance blinked as Chrysalis slipped a horn ring onto her horn. She arched an eyebrow, then trotted over to the mirror next to the bed and creased her forehead at the simple metallic ring. For a moment she frowned as if offended at such an unornate ring, but quickly recovered and half-smiled.
“Oh it’s um… nice, what a thoughtful gi-” Cadance started, but then froze solid when she turned around to look at ‘him’.
What she saw was a smirking Chrysalis, having dropped the form. Even then, it didn’t occur to the stupid bride that the horn ring was anti-magic, as she immediately tried to cast. The ring sent the feedback from her attempt back into her, electrocuting her more with each attempt, but Cadance kept trying like a fool until she collapsed, panting.
“G-guards!” shrieked Cadance as loud as she could. “HELP ME!” Her eyes darted around in confusion. There were guards right outside, but they’d never hear her with the silence spell.
“Shush,” Chrysalis telekinetically dragged the limp Cadance onto the large plush bed that was so underused. “Now, little foal. This is going to hurt you more than it hurts me.”
“You’ll never get away with this,” Cadance started the typical hero speech, though the fear in her eyes was far too real. Chrysalis let her think that, not jinxing herself this time by saying she already had. Besides, hero speeches got tiring; Chrysalis would rather hear Cadance gagging on her cock.
Cadance’s reaction to Chrysalis pulling herself up on the bed and whipping out her slimy, prehensile ovipositor was delightful, staring at it cross-eyed as Chrysalis’ magic pried open Cadance’s muzzle. Surprisingly, the princess understood where that was about to go and bared her teeth threateningly.
Even if Cadance was too weak to bite hard, Chrysalis wanted to drag out the sweet revenge. Chrysalis shifted one hoof into a pair of pliers, grasping one of Cadance’s front teeth and yanking. Cadance bellowed as Chrysalis twisted and pulled, yanking it out by the roots.
“The best thing about alicorns is your healing factor,” Chrysalis purred as she grasped the next tooth. “While it won’t grow back missing parts, it will keep you from dying easily, so I can be very rough."
“No please-” Cadance started, only to shriek again as the next tooth came out. Chrysalis laughed as she went from one to the next, first removing the front teeth and not stopping. She sharpened her tool, digging into the gums and gouging out one after another, extracted bits of bone littering the bed as blood splattered down Cadance’s chest.
“Already begging?” smirked Chrysalis as she extracted the last bit, giving Cadance a moment to howl before invading her muzzle with her throbbing ovipositor. The snake-like protrusion wormed into her throat, and Chrysalis arched her back at the familiar feel of an unwilling throat before the inevitable gagging massage flowed over her. The bleeding gums were soft and warm, and seeing Cadance’s face tense in pain was delightful, but she could do better.
“You’ve never tasted dick, have you?” Chrysalis purred as she doubled over and licked at Cadance’s horn while stuffing her throat. The changeling trembled as she straddled the very pregnant belly, feeling the fetus inside kicking at the rush of emotion.
Chrysalis added insult to injury by engulfing Cadance’s horn in her muzzle, working her tongue around it before swallowing with no sign of a gag reflex. She shaped her muzzle into steel, sinking her fangs into the base of the horn, and boring into her like a corkscrew in the flesh around the horn.
Cadance choked harder, blood splattering around Chrysalis’s shaft as she rammed harder, the wet slurp of the invaded throat filling the room. She twisted Cadance’s horn harder, slowly boring into the bone and tearing it free. Having a horn extracted from her brain by the roots was excruciating, Cadance’s whole body convulsing in agony.
Chrysalis laughed around the horn when Cadance lost bladder control from the pain, urinating on Chrysalis’s frill tail as the changeling twisted once more and yanked the horn out by the roots, bits of stringy neurons hanging from the base. She spit it onto the bed, and Cadance shrieked the best she could with a cock down her throat.
“Don’t be a drama queen, you never deserved it anyway,” Chrysalis chuckled. “You seem to have sprung a leak down there though.”
Floating Cadance’s horn behind her, Chrysalis pushed it into her still spewing pussy, doing little to taper the stream of piss until Cadance was done. All the same it was fun to feel Cadance’s legs kick and body tighten in fear of the sharp object approaching her occupied womb.
“Yes,” Chrysalis pushed at her delicious fear. “I’m a quick shove from impaling the life from your infant, or should I rip it out and devour it alive and screaming? Regardless, get ready for a very sexy abortion.”
Cadance shook her head, trying to form words to beg for the life of her infant, but only succeeding in more gagging on the blood-coated shaft.
“You want me to spare it?” Chrysalis mocked her. “Then put some effort into sucking my cock, fuck toy.”
Surprisingly, Cadance attempted to do so. She awkwardly bobbed her head, a look of disgust on her face as she slathered the slimy shaft. She couldn’t stop her gagging, but was clearly trying. Unsurprisingly, she was naïve enough that she took sucking literally, suckling the shaft like a bottle. It was so amusing the Chrysalis didn’t correct her.
Chrysalis rolled her eyes back as her body surged, exploding the first of many orgasms she’d have in her toy. She grasped Cadance’s head, gripping tightly as she rammed the throat, digging her hooves against the stinging, bloody hole in Cadance’s skull.
Cadance vomited at the taste of changeling cum, but the cock rammed it back down her throat several times. Chrysalis grasped Cadance’s neck in her magic and squeezed, blocking off the vomit before pulling her shaft back with a lewd slurp. She released it, letting the cum-drenched sick spew out like a fountain to splatter over Cadance’s face.
“This is what you’re going to do,” Chrysalis said, having trouble speaking beneath her own laughter. “I’m going to use your body in every way, and if you satisfy me, I’ll let your fetus live. Deal?”
“How do I know…” Cadance started before her words were cut off by another bubbling burst of vomit.
“You don’t, stupid,” Chrysalis growled. “But you do know I’ll kill it if you don’t. With my dick.“
Cadance should have known better, but nodded. Chrysalis inhaled the deep breath of her despair and agony, mixed with the love for her fetus that made it most delicious. She forced Cadance’s eyes open, staring into them and watching tears stream down her sobbing face.
Chrysalis extracted the horn slowly from Cadance’s pussy, enjoying the look of slight relief on Cadance before pushing it to her tailhole instead. Cadance’s eyes grew wide, probably never having even considered something might be put there. Yet she spread out her hind legs and raised her rump slightly, face twitching as she tried to endure the torment for the sake of her little one.
“You have so many holes,” Chrysalis licked her lips. “More than you’ve considered.”
Chrysalis giggled and flopped onto the bed next to the pregnant princess, laying on her back and sprawling out. She released her telekinetic grasp from Cadance, allowing her to move more freely, then mockingly hoof-stroked her sobbing face.
“Ride my cock, love,” Chrysalis grinned sadistically, her ovipositor standing tall but writhing in anticipation.
“R-ride…?” Cadance looked confused. The prude never had anything but standard equine-style sex, so the idea of her being on top was foreign to her.
“Are you the Princess of Love or Brain Damage?” Chrysalis growled. “Straddle me like I was straddling you, let my throbbing ovipositor slide up your pussy.”
“B-but I p-promised Shining I…” Cadance looked at it in disgust.
“Now. Or…” Chrysalis shaped one hoof into a spike, pushing it against Cadance’s navel and pressing firmly enough to draw blood through the soft flesh.
“I-I’ll do it!” Cadance begged. “Please… don’t hurt my foal… I’ll do whatever.”
Chrysalis pulled the spike back, shoving the horn in Cadance’s rear with her magic to ensure it stuck, but not aiding in the princess’s efforts. She watched in amusement as the weakened princess climbed up, face clenched at the intense pain ringing through her head. Her stomach heaved again as soon as Chrysalis’s ovipositor wormed against her swollen belly, but she was empty of anything to vomit now.
“You’re making me wait,” warned Chrysalis. “Your chances are dwindling...”
Cadance clenched her gums as she reached a hoof for the ovipositor, but Chrysalis wormed it away. She amused herself doing this several times, Cadance started to sob bitterly again as she repeatedly tried to grasp the rape-stick, believing that her foal’s life depended on it. Love drenched in despair and agony; a true delicacy.
“Not… fair…” complained Cadance, shaking her head.
“It has a mind of its own sometimes,” smirked Chrysalis.
When she finally grasped it, Chrysalis wrapped the prehensile length around Cadance’s hoof, eliciting a delightful scream from the desperate princess. Cadance tried to arrange it so that the tip was in proximity to her special hole, but her large belly got in the way, sloshing as she positioned herself.
Chrysalis wouldn’t let Cadance slide it in gently, so grasped Cadance’s hips in her hooves. She stiffened her ovipositor, pushing upwards and spreading the underused vulva before sinking inside in one solid stroke. Cadance yelped as her body was yanked downward, belly and swollen crotch-tits bouncing against Chrysalis as she was fully penetrated.
Cadance wailed as what she still imagined to be her purity was taken from her, while Chrysalis rolled her eyes back. The pussy was virgin tight from under-use, but not for long. As she pulled Cadance up and down, the shaft stiffened further, barbs dragging along the sensitive inner flesh, sharpening until it was like a thousand tiny needles inside Cadance.
The princess screamed and looked down at Chrysalis’s grinning face in horror as she realized how much this would hurt, but heroically tried her best. She braced herself against Chrysalis’s chest with both hooves, moving her hips weakly up and down, making as long of strokes as she was capable of even as each one felt like a rusty spear pushing impaling her.
“You could have been such a delicious slut if you’d put your mind to it,” Chrysalis drooled. “But I’m glad you kept yourself fairly intact for me to ruin.”
Cadance would definitely earn the life of her fetus, so it was time to make her regret having done so. Casting a projection spell, Chrysalis formed a hologram of the inside of Cadance’s womb for the princess to see. The tiny fetus kicking about in the womb was visible, with Chrysalis’s shaft bearing upwards against the cervix beneath with each stroke.
“I think I might just let it live,” Chrysalis purred. “IF you don’t take your eyes off this projection. I want you to enjoy this too after all.”
Cadance was wising up already, because her eyes widened in immediate recognition of where this was going. She shook her head at Chrysalis frantically, but Chrysalis used her magic to pull Cadance’s head back to stare at the projection again.
Chrysalis extended her shaft with each thrust, finally impaling Cadance’s cervix. She ripped through it with a hardened tip before relaxing it to worm its way inside, the prehensile length grasping at one of the fetus’s hind legs as it kicked in confusion at the first touch from outside its home.
“A healthy little filly,” Chrysalis purred, seeing the precious little fetus’s immature pussy and ass from the projection. “And lucky. Can you imagine losing your virginity before you’re even born?”
“You can’t possibly… she’s barely even a foal!” Cadance shrieked in panic at what she was being forced to watch.
The sound of Cadance’s voice became grating, so Chrysalis grasped her tongue with telekinesis and yanked it. Cadance struggled to pull her head away as the magic twisted the speech muscle, heating the flesh with her magic to soften it before tearing it out in a delightful fountain of blood from Cadance’s throat. As the pathetic alicorn bellowed in shock, Chrysalis forced her head to look back at the projection again, keeping her stinging eyes open even as they splattered with blood.
“Sorry,” Chrysalis smirked. “I guess that means you won’t get to name her. Don’t worry, I’ll think of a good name for your little slut.”
Chrysalis shifted her shaft within Cadance, splitting the tip into three prongs that stretched to grasp at the fetus. As one wound around its struggling neck to hold it, the others yanked its hind legs apart and impaled its tiny holes with Cadance staring in horror. It was rare that Chrysalis got to indulge in sex with a pony fetus, and hadn't since she given a random mare an abortion-by-cock at the Canterlot wedding invasion. She’d forgotten how delightfully tight the newly formed flesh felt around her shafts.
“I love pregnant mares,” moaned Chrysalis. “Twice as many holes to fuck…”
As Cadance stared on in abject horror, the fetus writhed violently, getting a sudden first lesson in agony. She convulsed, opening her muzzle as if trying to scream but only lashing the fetal fluid around as a tiny stream of red exited the devirginized holes. The tentacle around her neck extended further and shoved itself down her throat, neck bulging widely as Chrysalis forced it deep, not having to worry about the new life form requiring a breathing path through her tiny muzzle yet.
Cadance’s shrieks were much more delightful than her complaints, blood splattering over Chrysalis’s face with each shout and driving the changeling closer to the edge. She tensed her whole body as her rods pulsated firmly, feeling the fetus’s tiny heart pounding through its body. Finally a gush of changeling seed pushed its way violently up through her ovipositor.
The x-ray projection allowed Cadance to watch in terror as the fluid flooded her offspring, exploding into the thrashing body. The fetus bloated up beautifully, tummy swelling until its tiny womb and stomach were near-bursting before Chrysalis pulled out enough for the rest of the blood-tinged cloud to flood out into the other fluids in Cadance’s womb.
“So hot,” Chrysalis moaned, arching her back and shivering. “And, as promised, still alive, if in more utter torment than most adults will ever know. And her little heart is in such a flurry… let’s name her Flurry Heart.” Amusingly, Cadance’s emotions felt like she liked the name, but then immediately hated herself for agreeing. Delightful.
While Cadance couldn’t feel the agony, Chrysalis was able to take it in as she felt the tiny new mind struggle to cope with torture. Chrysalis felt her own pussy churn as she taught the little one the most intense agony before it was even properly aware of itself, and could really use something inside herself as well.
“I think I damaged your insides a bit,” Chrysalis grinned widely. “You can’t hold that safely anymore, and I did promise not to kill it…”
Cadance lost all semblance of cooperation, shrieking and slamming her front hooves down harmlessly against Chrysalis. She then shrieked even louder as an instinctive effort to use magic sent new waves of throbbing pain through her cranium. She flopped off of Chrysalis onto the side, body convulsing in a violent seizure.
Not wanting her to miss this, Chrysalis forced Cadance’s eyes to remain open with her telekinesis, doubling her over to let her see the tentacle-like shaft still embedded within her own nethers. She pulled her shafts fully free of the infant, wrapping all the strands around the baby’s neck to force it to turn around in the womb, facing it towards the cervix.
She yanked the infant as hard as she could without snapping her neck, and suddenly Cadance got to experience the agony of rapid foalbirth as her tunnel stretched from the inside. Still, the alicorn spread out her hind legs and pushed, afraid that the treatment would kill it on the way out otherwise. Such a loving mother.
When the head popped out, Flurry vomited thick strands of changeling spunk before taking in her first breath and squalling. It was a cry beyond a normal baby, etched with the torment of her first moments. As the head popped free, Chrysalis moved to intertwine her own legs with Cadance’s, rubbing her own slit against the bawling infant’s face and moving her hooves to slowly spread her own pussy.
“No one will question me when I replace you now,” Chrysalis moaned. “An impostor wouldn’t be carrying your fetus in her womb, right? I’ll give your foal a positively traumatizing foalhood, and pervert your husband’s mind until he joins in the fun. I'll even let you see it via a projection to your prison; you'll watch your own husband brutally rape your precious little Flurry.”
“He… won’t… ” Cadance said, words distorted by the blood bubbling from her muzzle, but it was a pointless claim with how easily he’d given in to Chrysalis before after only a few days. And she was certain he missed getting cunt every night whether he admitted it or not.
Chrysalis’s hole undulated grotesquely as her ovipositor dragged the infant. She grinded her hips, scissoring her victim as she felt the bawling head stretch out her cunt lips. She embraced Cadance close, mockingly pulling her into a kiss, ramming her tongue into the princess’s bloody muzzle and gulping her blood. Her tongue shot down Cadance’s throat, choking her.
“This filly’s existence will be worse than Tartarus,” Chrysalis continued to verbally torment Cadance between kisses. “I’ll rape her every day, before and after she’s born, and she’ll grow up believing her dear mother and father only made her to have hot underage fuck meat. Even her siblings that I bear for Shining will use her.”
Cadance’s pussy clenched as she sobbed, as if trying to somehow suck the infant back into her in desperation to protect it from the promised fate. Chrysalis’s hole undulated further, prolapsing slightly to suckle over the child’s screaming head, then pulling her deeper. Flurry slid out of Cadance, sucked into Chrysalis with barely any time on the outside. Chrysalis’s cock released her neck as she was more rapidly slurped up into the passage.
Condemning such an undeserving soul to a life of torment as revenge was incredibly arousing, and Chrysalis creamed herself before the infant was halfway inside. As Flurry’s legs popped free of her mother and were swallowed by the changeling’s pussy instead, Chrysalis pushed her ovipositor back inside Cadance. A thick torrent of changeling goo pushed through the ovipositor before blasting into Cadance’s empty womb.
Meanwhile the infant was pulled into Chrysalis’s womb instead. The umbilical cord was torn free, fusing a new one to grant her the superior nutrition from her new mother. It would heal the fetus’s torn-open holes at least enough that a doctor wouldn’t be able to tell during a checkup, and so Chrysalis could rip them open again every day. Chrysalis would soon give birth to a healthy little fleshlight for her and Shining.
“Noo!” Cadance screamed as it was yanked free from her, the bellow splattering more blood on Chrysalis’s face.
“Don’t think we’re done yet,” Chrysalis laughed as she pulled her face away from Cadance’s. “There are so many more ways to violate you that you haven’t even considered. ‘All holes are goals’ as I like to say.”
Chrysalis could have gone for the obvious hole of Cadance’s ass next, but decided to mix it up. She slid her drooling ovipositor from Cadance’s pussy to her left breast. The spongy mass was plump in preparation for nursing her infant, quite a sexy sight, perfect to destroy.
Stiffening her shaft into a needle-like protrusion, Chrysalis rammed forward, prying open the left nipple and forcing inside. Cadance’s scream grew more amazing with each horror Chrysalis showed her, again and again reaching new levels of despair.
“You won’t need these now,” said Chrysalis. “I’ll ruin every inch of your beautiful body. You’ll be nothing but a grotesque collection of holes that any normal pony would vomit upon seeing.”
Cadance shook her head, continuing to squeal as the body she’d allowed to go to waste was taken from her a bit at a time. The stinger-dick hurt more than just a needle, coated with acidic goo to burn at the ex-princess’s insides as she pushed into the spongy flesh. Red-tinted milk streamed around Chrysalis’s shaft as she worked into a heavy thrusting motion.
The areola stretched tightly around the pulsating stinger as Chrysalis impaled her belly further. She punctured and tore through the milk ducts, the fatty tissue forming a tight grip around her shaft. She pulled Cadance’s head forward, doubling her over to make her look at the unnatural sight of the thick member inside her bleeding nipple.
When Cadance tried to close her eyes again, Chrysalis used her telekinesis to take hold of the alicorn’s eyelids. She mangled the flesh and then peeled it off, depriving Cadance from ever shielding her burning eyes again.
To add insult to injury, Chrysalis stroked her own swollen belly with a hoof as she fucked the ruined tit. The horror emanating from Cadance made it exponentially more arousing to torment her. There was nothing like taking a pony with an undeserved fulfilling life and breaking it all down.
Chrysalis fully penetrated the breast, pushing her shaft into Cadance’s gut and feeling her intestines slosh about against her tip. She sped her thrusts and blood splattered onto Cadance’s face as it was pulled closer. She arched her back and moaned as she expelled a load of thick spunk directly through the breast. The already bulging flesh bloated further as the sack filled with changeling sperm, blasting more into her gut beyond that.
As Cadance stared, Chrysalis withdrew from the first nipple, a mixture of greenish sperm and bits of spongy gore flowing free. She pushed to the other breast, prying it open as well and invading it. Cadance’s body tensed again at the stinger’s stab, this time the changeling pushing all the way to the hilt on the first thrust.
“Kill… me…” Cadance begged as blood oozed from her muzzle onto the ravaged breasts.
“But alicorns are so hard to kill,” purred Chrysalis. “The damage I’m causing isn’t enough to kill you, is it? Soon you’ll curse your long life, and it will just keep going. You’ll watch your foal grow up in my care, then I’ll rape foals into her and you’ll watch those too. Generation after generation of suffering because you failed to protect them. And worst of all, watching my dear Shining live happily ever after with me.”
“Monster…” gagged Cadance weakly.
“Thank you,” Chrysalis purred sincerely. “I do try… but lets try harder, shall we?”
Chrysalis moved up onto Cadance’s body again, patting her deflated belly mockingly before letting her gory ovipositor sit in front of Cadance’s face. Amusingly, Cadance was broken enough at this point that she immediately opened her muzzle to have her throat raped again, but that wouldn’t have fit the theme at this point.
Instead, Chrysalis grasped her head and pushed her tip against Cadance’s nostril, eliciting a hilarious squeak from Cadance as her lidless eyes somehow got larger. Cadance screeched in realization and tried to pull her head away, but Chrysalis held her tightly and pushed against the new tight opening.
The sound of her scream becoming hyponasal amused Chrysalis, but not as much as the tightly packed flesh stretching over her tapered tip as she pushed into her sinuses. Cadance’s eyes rolled back as her muzzle bloated with the sudden invasion, the nostril stretching until it snapped the connection between the nostrils to make them one large hole in the front of her face.
“Fuck that’s good,” panted Chrysalis. “Every single hole in your body is mine to cum inside.”
No longer satisfied taking it a single hole at a time, Chrysalis warped her tail into a throbbing prehensile shaft as well. The tip fissioned with lewd slurping as it expanded out, resulting in five separate tentacles as it rammed down towards Cadance’s posterior.
One rammed into her already well-reamed cunt, while the other penetrated her tighter tailhole, pushing the horn already there into her gut in the process. Cadance’s hind legs flailed as the horn pushed up through the side of her intestines and directly into her gut, the tailshaft impaling her hard and winding up into her intestinal tract as blood oozed out around the penetration.
Another two impaled the breasts again, but this time stirred up the contents more, tearing apart the insides as a claw formed to grasp at the clump of milk sacks inside. The flesh tore down the sides, breasts splitting open completely as the contents were extracted, leaving deflated bloody breasts behind.
The last shaped itself into a spike and impaled Cadance into her navel. Of course there was very little depth, but it easily stabbed into her gut, piercing the tight flesh as the taunt belly button stretched over the girth. Every one of these protrusions had the same pleasure for Chrysalis as her main shaft, and left her trembling in bliss as she ravaged Cadance more than any victim before.
Cadance was beyond screaming now, just staring cross-eyed at the thick flesh bloating her nostrils, gagging as it pushed through her burning sinuses and to the back of her throat. Chrysalis readjusted though, tilting herself upwards to push deeper into the princess’s skull instead, feeling her ovipositor drag over the fragile gray matter as Cadance continued to convulse.
The tentacles that had tore out her breasts wrapped around Chrysalis’ body, moving one chunk of the flesh to Chrysalis’s muzzle, which she snatched up with her tongue and rolled around her maw, suckling at the bloody milk and trembling at the taste of the ruined flesh. She pried open Cadance’s muzzle, shoving the other clump into her own mouth, then forced it closed, moving her jaws to chew it rather she wanted to or not. Cadance’s face tinted green with disgust, trying to retch again but still having nothing to vomit.
The physical agony wasn’t enough, and Chrysalis stretched out her magical energy to suckle on Cadance’s very soul. She nursed off the fumes of her despair, sending tiny pricks of energy through every nerve to light them aflame at once. Though still torturously aware, Cadance could no longer control her body, simply shuddering under the impossible ocean of misery.
“I know I said I’d destroy your beautiful body,” Chrysalis groaned, words muffled with the flesh in her maw. “But I have to say you look positively gorgeous like this. Fuck… gonna drench your worthless brain in my cum.”
Chrysalis was careful not to damage too much of her brain, not wanting her to lose the ability to fully appreciate her current state and miss her former life. To that end, she grasped Cadance’s cranium tightly, forming claws out of her hooves and tore them outward. The skull split down the top from the horn-hole, allowing for more room inside before her cock exploded once again, drenching the thought organ in a wave of gooey slime.
The tentacle in Cadance’s behind drove up through her system, winding all the way through her digestive tract and finally tickling the base of her stomach. As Chrysalis came into her cranium, Cadance finally had something to vomit, the tentacle whipping up from her throat and stirring the mashed breast-meat in her maw before forcing her to swallow it down around the thick strand.
Chrysalis’s magic washed over her, healing her enough so that she wouldn’t die, but also intensifying her nerve sensitivity even more. Cadance somehow managed to shriek even through her tightly clasped muzzle as the torment that she thought was at its max somehow pushed to new heights.
“It’s a real mind-fuck isn’t it,” panted Chrysalis, ripping her shaft from Cadance’s nostrils to leave another gaping hole on her face, sludge flowing down over her face. Chrysalis turned Cadance’s head, pushing her shaft against one of her ears instead, licking her lips. “I wonder if I can penetrate all the way to the other ear without killing you… we’ll make it a bet. If I can’t… you get to die. If I can… you get to suffer for the rest of my life… which might well be eternity if all my enemies are this incompetent.”
As she pressed into the ear, two more tentacles branched from the base of her shaft to plug the nostril hole, prying the muzzle back open as well and intertwining with the tentacle protruding from her throat. Still another branched out, waving tauntingly in front of the Princess’s glazed over eyes before suddenly stabbing its steel tip into one of them, earning another thrash from the princess as the eye was poked through and butst like rotten fruit before her head was invaded again.
Her lower portions were getting no rest either. Her pussy, ass, nipples, and navel were all getting violently impaled, gut bloated up with the shape of writhing tentacles within her as every bit of the space inside was put to use. Chrysalis didn’t even stop at the holes that were already there, several more branching out and simply stabbing Cadance in the gut, forming new holes to rapidly thrust in and out of like daggers, the changeling’s magic slowly shaping them into usable orifices as well.
Chrysalis felt Cadance’s pulse booming through her body, giving her room to breathe as well. The slimy protrusion in her throat split again, jabbing a hole out of her throat and giving her a quick tracheotomy to keep her cursed life going.
The changeling pushed her main shaft into Cadance’s ear, lancing her inner organs and cutting off the hearing there before pressing deep into her skull once again. She was a bit more careful once she got to the brain, slowly working the hardened tip between the noodly flesh, prying it apart a bit at a time as she formed a permanent orifice for future endeavors.
Cadance had likely lost track of time, but the delicate operation took well over two hours, every bit of Cadance’s body in use the entire time. The tentacles fucking her eye socket had pressed through to the other socket, popping the still-usable eye out and allowing it to hang by the optic nerve as it bounced about.
Inside Chrysalis, the fetus didn’t get rest either. Chrysalis morphed tentacles from the inside of her womb, impaling all the little one’s holes as well. While they couldn’t be thick without completely destroying the body, tiny protrusions pushed into the immature pussy, anus, and throat, followed by her nipples, then pried her eyes carefully out of the sockets to penetrate there as well. The thrashing of the fetus was far more energetic than its mothers at this point: truly a promising torture toy even if she’d have to take the time to fully reassemble it while it grew within her.
Chrysalis wanted Cadance to still hear the screams of her infant later, so didn’t destroy the ear on the opposite side, working the hole at a bit of a slant before her tip pressed against the skull on the other side. Now that she was all-the-way-through, she tightened her grip and began to hammer hard against the opposite side, feeling the skull slowly crack again under the intense pressure.
Cadance seemed to have become used to the torment of agony enough to move her limbs more, even if it didn’t hurt any less. As Chrysalis feasted on her terror, Cadance felt her trembling hooves over her face, groaning pitifully as she felt the moment that Chrysalis’s shaft burst out the other side of her head and playfully poked at the hoof before Cadance pulled it back.
“Fascinating, isn’t it?” groaned Chrysalis, before rolling her own eyes back again and relaxing. She had held it off for a long time, but another orgasm was pressing wantonly against the back of her mind, and she had so many extensions to release it from this time.
It was easily the most intense orgasm of Chrysalis’s life. She’d tentacle raped multiple creatures at once before, but having all her extensions inside the same tormented body had a very personal touch to it. Cadance’s entire body bloated as every tortured hole was pumped full at once, her digestive track swelling and more spunk spilling out to compress her organs within.
Her brain would have been crushed if not for the gaping hole in the top where cum could shoot out like a fountain and release the pressure. Chrysalis laughed, cupping her muzzle over the hole and gulping down her own bloody seed, allowing the climax to go on for several minutes of ultimate agony before finally ceasing her torrent.
Cadance was left as a shivering bloody mess now, not even distinguishable as a pony as Chrysalis withdrew from all her many holes and began to heal her. One internal tentacle pushed the horn that had been embedded within her out of her navel, which Chrysalis grabbed and rammed into the hole where one ear had been, pushing it through her brain to keep the hole open for future use.
Pulling the hanging eye into her muzzle, Chrysalis slowly shifted it back into place with her tongue, then let Cadance see her smiling visage.
“I’m going to trap you in a new dungeon,” Chrysalis told her. “But I’ll make sure you have a live feed of my blissful married life with your husband. I’ll let you see the joy in his eyes when his dried-out wife starts putting out for him again. You’ll watch as his mind is slowly distorted, likely willing to fuck your little one by the time it plops out of my pussy. But he’ll make me bear so many more. Now tell me… do you deserve that fate?”
Chrysalis pulled Cadance’s jaw fully back into place, and Cadance let out a grunt that vaguely sounded like a ‘yes’. She was completely broken, and yet this was only hours into her forever that she’d have as Chrysalis’s personal hole.
“I won’t always lie to Shining,” Chrysalis assured. “Once his mind is totally mine, I’ll tell him who I am, and even let him destroy your holes as well. You can even have more foals with him for us to torture. I’ll have him eventually fully consenting to the rape and murder of his own family. It will be so beautiful, just wait until you see it.”
Cadance could only shiver as she looked at Chrysalis, so Chrysalis mockingly pet her face once again, leaning in for a final passionate kiss.
“You know, I think I love you too after all,” Chrysalis whispered. “And because of that, I’ll let you experience something that virtually no pony gets to.”
Chrysalis relaxed on the bed now, sliding in beside Cadance and pulling a sheet over them. She pulled her close and cuddled her form, letting her cock throb against her gut but not needing to push it inside her this time. It would have been impossible to get Cadance to this beautiful state if she wasn’t an alicorn, and Chrysalis thought it might allow for a bit more of an intense feeding.
Cadance fully believed that nothing Chrysalis could do would be worse, but slowly realized she was wrong as a strange energy encompassed her. It slid over her body, seeping into every gaping hole and even every pore of her flesh, filling her entirely. It literally wrapped up her soul in a blanket of stinging energy.
The ethereal life force of Cadance spasmed even if her body was too weak too at this point, surrounded by Chrysalis’s predatorial changeling soul as she let her energy seep into Cadance. She reached out, grasping Cadance’s soul and pulling it closer to her own, a closeness that normally only happened between loving couples.
But there was no real love here, only hateful lust, bathing Cadance’s soul in a stinging mist as it undulated beneath her. Chrysalis extended bits of her own energy, penetrating the ethereal flesh and thrusting inside with a dozens of pulsating energy from all directions. Cadance’s body tensed, unable to even shiver under the intense pressure of the impossible agony.
“I’m going to ravage and devour your soul,” Chrysalis whispered in her good ear. “All but a tiny tiny bit to keep your existence continuing its tormented path. But don’t worry, it will slowly grow back into a full soul… before I tear it down again. The best part is… every time I do this, it will be exponentially more painful. Your torment won’t just be eternal, but ever-intensifying as well.”
Chrysalis pushed all the way through the ethereal mass with all of her protrusions, working them back and forth, tearing apart the energy and letting it meld back together before ripping through it again. She began to nibble at first, then tore away bits of ethereal flesh a little at a time, opening up stinging wounds that were impaled with more lances of energy. She took in the emotional energy on a level that she’d never been able to do before, and it was pure Heaven.
For Cadance, it was the opposite, her body drained of all its magical power in the process. Even her cutie mark began to fade before disappearing and leaving the once-mighty princess a blank flank once again and forever.
“Soul magic is so amazing, isn’t it?” Chrysalis whispered further. “When I’m done using up your foal, and her foal, and her foal… I’ll wind their souls into yours in a knot so that you can all suffer together. Eventually you’ll enter a state where not even killing you would stop it. The only afterlife inevitably waiting for you and your offspring is every increasing torture.”
Cadance’s fear reached new heights. A pony standing before the gates of eternal torment in Tartarus couldn’t have possibly mustered up even have of the intense terror that Cadance had now. On top of that, the fear for her child and descendants, as well as the agony at knowing what her beloved husband would become, swirled a mixture of intense love as well. Chrysalis had created the ultimate emotional delicacy, something that by itself could feed her need for power more than an entire nation of enslaved ponies.
Chrysalis soul tore Cadance’s apart almost indiscriminately now, shattering through it and ripping off huge chunks to devour. The ever-smaller remainder was stirred, twisted, and re-impaled on a hundred little shafts that pumped it full of searing dark magic. Once Cadance’s soul was worked down to a tiny nub, she released it, not allowing her to cease her existence quite yet.
When Chrysalis opened her eyes, she realized that she had been creaming herself the entire time, and Cadance was covered with sticky layers of changeling spunk. Cadance squirmed once again, and Chrysalis reached out to stroke her sticky face. Cadance immediately flexed her head, as if allowing her access to any hole she wanted, even sucking her throat to try to swallow as much of the sperm as possible.
Deciding to test how broken she was, Chrysalis shaped a hoof into a blade, pushing it into Cadance’s belly button and then slicing upwards to open her gut and letting them spill onto the bed. Cadance responded by creaming herself, pussy sending out a mist of secretions in response to every new touch of well-deserved pain.
Chrysalis tore into her gut with a claw, pulling out the princess’s ovaries, figuring she could always replace them if they wanted to knock up this hole sack later. She sealed the bleeding with her magic as she pulled one of the ovaries to her own muzzle like a soft gooey fruit, offering the other to Cadance.
Cadance opened her muzzle willingly, yet the horror in her body and soul didn’t die down at all. She began to slowly chew it, stomach heaving instinctively but continuing. Chrysalis did the same, moving in for a deep kiss as they shared the treat together.
“I’ve never seen a pony so broken,” Chrysalis sighed happily through the mush in her muzzle. “This is the start of a beautiful life together.”
