Queen of the Crystal Empire

Chapter 5
Love

"That must be your jars," Cadance says as she trots toward the door. She hesitates for a moment, touching her face with a hoof and pulling it away to inspect the results. Some of your tit juice still runs down her face, collecting at her chin and dripping to the crystal floor. She wipes around her mouth with the back of her other hoof and seems to think that should be good enough. As she reaches the door, there's another pounding knock.

A loud, angry voice can be heard from the other side. "Cadance?! If that's you, answer me!"

She clears her throat and responds, "Yes, dear, it's me. Calm down, everything is fine. Are those jars out there with you?"

"The code first, Cadance, if that really is you."

Cadance looks back at you with an amused expression and you laugh into your hoof as you prepare for more of his grand strategy on display. Once she faces the door, she loudly states, "Shining Armor, my dearest love, I long to see you again."

Shining can be heard yelling once more from the other side, "And the confirmation code, in case you had to trick Chrysalis into thinking she only needed that one?"

You allow yourself to laugh freely, "Just how paranoid can one pony be?"

Cadance sighs, "Every moment apart from you is like a thousand year banishment."

Shining Armor's magic envelopes the door and it creaks open slowly. He first pokes his head through to see the room, and then trots in with a trail of jars following behind in the air. Once he sees Cadance, he stops in his tracks and squints at her. "What happened to you?" As he takes his first breath in the room, he covers his nose with his hoof and adds, "Dear Celestia, what is that? It's so humid in here. What'd she do to you?" The door slams shut behind Shining Armor after the last jar makes it through. "Every window is open and it's still not enough?"

Cadance gives her husband a hug, being sure to rub some of the mess off of herself and onto him. Strangely, he seems to allow her to do as she pleases. "Thanks. Chryssi has gone through some, uh, changes, since she got here."

"She was told not to use her transformation magic while—"

"No, no, not like that. Like..." Cadance trails off as she raises a hoof in your direction. Your melon-sized tits are on full display as you continue to lay on your side on top of the bed. Equally visible is your fully-engorged ovipositor, which still jumps each time your visibly soaked pussy winks. These bed covers will need to be burned once you leave.

Shining Armor takes in your whole body one part at a time, and much to your surprise, doesn't seem at all embarrassed to linger in places he finds interesting. "All of this mess and that powerful mare musk is just from her? Only her?" He floats the jars into an organized pile near Cadance and turns his attention to her, "Anyway, why do you need these?"

Cadance picks up the group of jars with her magic and returns to your side. "For her, obviously. Come lend a hoof."

You and the white stallion lock eyes at the same time in response to her suggestion, glaring harshly. You attempt to shout over each other, as you start with, "That stallion is not to be allowed anywhere near my nethers!"

Shining Armor seems to yell, "Why in Equestria would I ever help that creature?!" You say nothing after your short shouting match, but he continues, "I haven't seen a reason to forgive her for anything!"

Cadance sighs, "It's just the three of us. You two don't need to shout."

You snort, "You have never looked for a reason, you foal! All you do is bitch and complain!"

Shining Armor stomps towards you as he retorts, "You're a filthy thief that only ever lies and uses ponies! You look stuffed to burst, and you sure as Tartarus didn't look that way when you got here! Where'd you steal love from this time?!"

You pull yourself up onto your forelegs, but your back legs aren't cooperating. "Don't you dare accuse me of stealing! I've done nothing since I arrived in your precious kingdom of rocks and you still find reasons to despise me!"

He's nearly to you, "You gave me every reason I needed for the rest of my life when you endangered all of Canterlot, magically manipulated my mind into insulting my own sister, sabotaged my wedding, and kidnapped my wife!"

Once he reaches you, you lean into his face with a snarl, "A simpleton like you doesn't deserve a pony like Cadance! It would have been a favor to her had I succeeded in removing you from her life!"

Cadance's calm and steady voice carves through the air like a cold knife, "You both need to resolve this permanently, and quickly." She sits patiently on the bed with her foreleg resting on your flank.

Your stare never leaves his eyes, nor his yours, for what feels like minutes of silence. Despite neither of you changing your mind about how you feel, you both elect not to shout again while near Cadance.

"If I might make a suggestion?" Cadance breaks the silence as she cheerfully speaks. She gives your ass a firm slap with her hoof, causing you to buck forward in surprise. You break eye contact with Shining Armor to look over at her, and she gives you a sly smirk. "Rut your frustrations for each other out."

You both give her an indignant look, as though you can't believe what she just suggested. "In what world would I ever allow this filth to touch my royal pussy, let alone penetrate it? He would not even qualify as one of my lowly male drones."

"There's not enough manipulation magic in your mutated, disgusting, convulsing, freakish bug body to compel me to get anywhere near your ass, anyway," Shining Armor responds with a sneer.

Cadance laughs, then props up an eyebrow at each of you. "Spare me your excuses. Chryssi, it's clear this magic has affected more than your huge tits. Your pussy hasn't stopped begging for attention since I got here. And you, dear. Don't think I didn't notice your dick grow the moment you got a whiff of her scent. She's driving you crazy." She gives your rump some gentle pats, and then grazes your vulva with her hoof. "So get to it you two. I'll assist if necessary," she says as she moves away from your hindquarters, "or if I want to."

You growl at Shining Armor, "Even so, I don't intend to be some submissive mare for him to rut into a stupor." You think for a moment, and then smile as you suggest, "We must remain equals. As luck would have it, that can be arranged." You move your eyes to your pulsing ovipositor and flex it a few times, causing it to slap against your soaked tits with a satisfying, fleshy sound.

Shining Armor grimaces, "How does that make us equals? You're practically a mare in heat. You want a dick inside you."

You shake your flank seductively, "I'll even let you mount me first, but you must agree to let me mount you after you're done. Dear Cadance will ensure you keep your promise."

Shining looks over at Cadance, and then sighs as he drops his head. "Fine. I'll do it." He climbs up onto the bed and takes his place behind you. You roll onto your stomach, and strings of various fluids remain attached between you and the bed; some breaking as the strands grow too thin, while others slowly roll down your side. Keeping your forelegs planted on the bed, you heft your heavy ass into the air as close to Shining Armor's face as you can manage. Your tits have really made it difficult. In response, he places his hooves on your hindquarters and pushes you lower as he continues speaking, "But I'm going to do it my way, until I'm satisfied."

You chuckle in amusement and rest your head on your forelegs. "Do as you wish, and I shall do the same. Not that you'll las— guh!"

Shining Armor thrusts the full length of his meaty shaft into your burning folds in a single buck of his hips, causing you to gasp in shock and pleasure. While you completely forget what you were about to say, he seems to have something planned already. "As expected of a slutty thief like you, there's no resistance at all. How many stallions have you stolen in your life?" he asks between harsh thrusts.

He probably thinks he's hurting or frustrating you with his rigorous efforts. In reality, it's scratching an intense itch so well that you want nothing more than to drool into the bed with an empty head, but that's not who you are. Fire ignites in your eyes as you look back at the stallion pounding your hole and you retort, "Enough to know you're nothing special. Is that your best effort? How many mares turned you away before you found one that felt sorry enough for you to stick around?"

Your insults for him are surface-level. While he harbors some deep resentment for you, you don't particularly care about him one way or another. Cadance wishes for the two of you to reconcile, but he's the only one that needs to move on. Even so, if that's what she wants, then you'll do what you can to assist in the process. Provoking him into venting might finally make him get over it. As long as Cadance approves of you, then you should have free access to this empire, which means access to limitless food for your hive. Access to Cadance herself is starting to present itself as a personal bonus.

"That's rich coming from an insect that can't get anything to stay anywhere near her unless she magically forces it to," Shining Armor growls as he leans harshly into your back. Each thrust sends his balls colliding with your over-sized teats, causing meaty slaps to reverberate through the crystal room.

For every thrust, he pulls out nearly to his tip, and then rams himself back in to his base. Your burning and sopping wet cunt squirts bits of fluid with each hilt, soaking his heavy orbs with femspunk. The fluids also run down your overly sensitive tits, and each strike against them sends a wave of pleasure through your body like lightning. A familiar feeling of approaching your climax wells up inside you, and soon enough your body is racked with an intense orgasm, the likes of which you haven't felt before. You nearly black out as you lie there in a full body spasm, moaning and drooling like a whore in heat. Your pussy erupts with enough fluid to fill a hefty mug, completely coating the stallion's crotch in your feminine spunk. Green fluids leak from your ovipositor, attempting to coat eggs that aren't there. You believe you hear Shining Armor begin to insult you once more, but his voice cuts off with a moan of his own. During your orgasm, you clamp down on his jack-hammering cock like a vice, your walls rippling to milk him as though he were a common dairy cow. His tip flares, and your greedy cunt drinks everything he has. Not a single drop mixes with your own fluids running down onto the bed. It's not until he manages to free himself from your hold that the evidence of his deed leaks out.

Cadance giggles as Shining falls over near where she's sitting, and she gently rubs the side of his head with her hoof as she speaks, "That was really fast. I can understand Chryssi, given her circumstances, but you, dear?"

Your legs are too shaky to stand on, and your attempt fails so quickly that they likely don't know that you even tried. Shining Armor takes a few deep breaths before replying to his wife, "She caught me off-guard, that's all. I'm fine." With that, he stands once more. His nostrils flare as he takes in another deep breath, then slowly exhales as he moves back behind you.

Soon, you can feel his hooves push into your back once more. You attempt to laugh, amused at the bluff, but you're breathing too hard for it to come out correctly, "Do you in... intend to push a flaccid rope back into me, Sh... Shining Armor?" Your body still twitches now and then from your post-orgasm.

Shining Armor begins bucking his hips, causing his admittedly impressive dangling member to slap against your wet cunt and tits. You smile to yourself and continue riding the ebbing wave of pleasure while he makes a fool of himself. Over the course of a couple minutes, the slaps grow more rigid.

Cadance gives your shoulder a few pats as she lays down next to you. "Remember when I said you wouldn't be able to keep up with me? Well, Shining didn't find a mare that would 'put up with him,'" she says, quoting your earlier insult. "Actually, it was I that found a wonderful stallion that could keep up."

You turn your head to see a very determined Shining Armor growing hard once more. He glares down at you with contempt, and it's only now you realize he hasn't been speaking at all. Without a word, he presses the tip of his hardened cock up under your tail, to the squishy entrance of— !

"Enough! Don't you dare push further!" you shout as your eyes fill with rage. Shining Armor, however, doesn't yield. With a wet slick sound, the tip of his head vanishes inside of your anal ring. You groan in a torrential mixture of pleasure, pain, and anger. Never before have you allowed one to penetrate your most private area, and now that honor has been stolen by wretch like him?! "You filth! I will destroy you!" You attempt to push yourself up, but he shoves the full force of his weight into your back, sending you flat against the bed once more.

Shining Armor presses his shaft deeper into your hole, eliciting another groan from you, as he leans forward to meet your eye level. For the first time since you've seen him today, he smiles— coldly. "It was your suggestion that we become equals, Queen Chrysalis, and to do as I please. Where did you plan to put that thing between your legs when it was my turn?"

Spit flies from between your gritted teeth with each harsh breath you take. You're dumbstruck. He was right. He was right and it pissed you off even more. You turn your head away and yell, "Damn you!" You attempt to calm yourself, but your eyes are shaking with all your pent up rage. Your mind keeps repeating the word "revenge" over and over. As soon as he's finished, it will be your turn to break him. Once you're through, he won't be able to walk normally for the rest of his miserable life!

You turn back to face your assailant once more. He still has that stupid smile on his face as he pushes into your ass up to his balls. You force yourself not to react; you won't give him any more satisfaction from this than you have to. With determined concentration, you begin squeezing his shaft with your anal muscles. If this foal was impressed with your vaginal control, he was in for a shock.

Just as he did with your cunt, he pulls his hard cock just far enough out of you to avoid letting his tip slip out, and then hilts himself inside in a rhythmic motion that gains speed as he goes. You focus on milking him, causing your walls simulate the same orgasmic ripple as before, but the pressure is far greater. Shining Armor's smile falters as he winces from your treatment.

Your angry expression curves into a manic smile as you practically shout, "The mighty stallion dominates his whore of a captive, isn't that right, Shining Armor? Your thick, powerful rod slams into her, each thrust reminding her of her place underneath you. Surely her pride is all but destroyed. The only thing left for her to do is grit her teeth in rage as you prepare to pump her belly full of yet another hot load of cum. 'Breed her,' your mind shouts at you, 'breed her now!'" You can feel Shining Armor's pumping become more erratic as you encourage him, "She needs you to cum inside of her! To feel you fill her up! One more slut addicted to your incredible cock! Yes! Yes! Give this broodmare everything you have, Shining!"

Shining Armor closes his eyes as he continues thrusting, each one more shallow than the one prior. "Shut the fuck up, y-you annoying cunt!" he manages to blurt between panting breaths. However, it's too late; your faux flirting and begging has already pushed him beyond the point of no return. With no choice but to finish, he hilts himself inside of you as deeply as he can manage.

Being the polite and forgiving queen you are, you relax your anus enough to allow him all the way inside before clamping down once more. He tries to pull out a few times, but you're so firmly wrapped around his orgasmic flare that he can't budge. Shortly after hilting, he leans forward and groans into your back. His captive cock convulses rhythmically, each pulse sending shots of gooey cream into your awaiting anal cavity. You raise your ass up into his crotch and give him an exaggerated moan, "Oh, yes... you're so amazing, Shining. Give me every single drop." Your heavy tits jiggle with each bit of movement, causing your hard, sensitive nipples to rub against the soft and soaked bed fabric. The sensation sends shivers up your spine.

You can feel Shining attempting to pull himself free from your depths, his hooves digging into the middle of your back as he pushes himself backwards. You grin and poke your tongue out between your teeth, just enjoying the moment. "Finished already? Don't you want to enjoy the afterglow with me? Maybe cuddle?" you finish with a sneer. You see Cadance giggle to herself, though you can't be sure if it's from Shining's performance or your own. You release the pressure in your tunnel just enough to let him tug his softening member from your clutches, which finally exits with a satisfying, wet "pop." Once out, he collapses to the side, landing near Cadance.

Cadance smiles down at the exhausted unicorn and plays with his mane, "Did she catch you off-guard twice, dear?" His response is a meager chuckle, and she soon moves her attention to his soft member. She nudges it around a few times with the back of her hoof, "I know you could go again, but I think it's her turn now."

"Yes, of course it is! He will be shown no mercy!" you shout as you attempt to stand. Your legs shake and buckle, causing you to fall back flat against the bed. Between the two rutting sessions and your ridiculous tits, it's nearly impossible to stand. You quickly come up with an excuse, "But since I'm such a loving queen, I'll give him some time to prepare himself." Meanwhile, you focus on your breathing and try to recover as quickly as possible.

Cadance gives you a sly smirk, "That's very polite of you, Chryssi. I'll help him get ready." She stands and steps behind Shining, then gives his hindquarters a gentle slap with her hoof. Shining rolls his eyes and raises his ass into the air.

You squint in disbelief as Cadance casually brushes Shining's tail to the side and plunges her mouth around his puckered anus. You can hear her tongue go to work, getting him wet and loosening him up. The genuine enthusiasm she shows causes a blush to spread across your face; she's borderline ravenous. You thought she was exaggerating Shining's abilities, but under her sensual assault you see his shaft slowly grow rigid once more. This stallion is insatiable! He grunts and presses himself backwards into her, and she responds by wrapping her hooves around his hindquarters to keep herself firmly pressed into him.

The pink pony princess looks over at you and smiles with her eyes, but doesn't slow down. You shake off your initial surprise and return her smile; it's a great show, but you have your own part to play. It's no small part, at that. You reach deep into your heart, find all your determination as the queen of the changelings, as well as all the contempt you have for Shining defiling you, and force yourself to stand with a loud groan. Your legs quake, your tits slap together and weigh you down, but the fire rages in your eyes. As your ovipositor flexes and slaps against your underside, you yell in your mind, "You are Queen Chrysalis damn it, and you have a stallion in sore need of a lesson!"

Cadance moves her head away from Shining's ass, revealing his now loosened and soaked anus to you. She gives him a firm slap near the base of his tail, causing his hole to tighten back up, then gives you space to mount him. She seems content to simply sit idly by once more, if somewhat close to the action, which is fine with you. One plaything is enough for now.

Luckily, your height difference makes mounting him easier than it otherwise might be in your condition. With a delightful grin, you climb on top of the awaiting stallion, wrapping your forelegs around his chest as you line up your ovipositor with his forbidden entrance.

Unlike Shining, however, you don't simply thrust all at once. Where's the fun in that? With deliberately slow movements, you poke and prod at his hole, your tip barely parting his ring before pulling away once more. Each time you make contact, it creates audible wet, slicking noises. The more you tease him, the more the lasting silence becomes noticeable. "Why aren't you protesting, Shining Armor? No complaints? No curses for the changeling queen?" you inquire as your prodding becomes more insistent, each poke digging slightly deeper than the last. You release a guffaw before continuing, "It doesn't matter. I'm going to break you, Shining Armor. By the time I'm through, you won't feel whole without being filled by me." No response. It's less fun this way, but not enough to ruin your mood.

Your ovipositor drips with its own translucent green-tinged lube. After a few more steady prods, it has completely coated your tip, as well as his entrance. Each poke feels as though he's giving your ovipositor a tender kiss. You push further in, causing his ring to envelope your entire head, then carefully pull all the way out once more. Repeating the motion over and over turns the kiss into a soft sucking. You let out an exaggerated moan before biting your lips and plunging deeper. Deeper. All the way to—

You look around at yourself and see your massive tits are stopping you from going any deeper into Shining. Your ovipositor is only about one third of its length into his hole before the pillowy cushion of your teats stop it from going further. "Damn it all! Ridiculous, over-inflated tits!" So much for your full revenge. Your mood soured, you half-heartedly continue thrusting up to your limit. Not only are they in the way, but it makes quick movements impossible.

Cadance wraps one of her wings around your back and leans in next to you, "It's okay Chryssi, you don't need to let a setback like that ruin your fun. I'll help you out." She gives your cheek a nuzzle with her nose before sliding towards your rear. "She's gotten oddly affectionate and attached to you," you think to yourself. Then again, she might just be incredibly horny. You were too focused on Shining to notice how hungry her eyes had grown. That's right, she kept mentioning how no one could keep up with her, yet she hasn't really participated much.

Before you get the chance to ask her about it, you feel her hoof rise up from under your tail and pin it to your back. Suddenly, her hot tongue gives your ovipositor a long, slow lick, starting from between your tits and ending at your clit. You can hear her smack her lips, purposely loud enough for you to hear, then she begins exploring your labia with her tongue. A moan escapes you as the princess practically bathes your nethers, cleaning up any juices that once stained you. It's then that her hooves reach up and begin moving in circles on your sensitive nipples. Slow, deliberate motions that send waves of pleasure to join the rest of the veritable ocean already encompassing you.

"That's not fair, Princess," you say with a light, breathy tone. "This could hardly be considered proper revenge."

You feel her hooves move to a single tit. The tips of her hooves close in around the base of your rock-hard nipple, causing your golden liquid to squirt out. Your legs shake with pleasure as she repeats this multiple times, making sure to tease your nipple as a reward for your donation. Once those motions become predictable, you feel her increase her efforts on your sopping wet pussy, digging her tongue inside to search for more of your mixed flavors. You clutch onto Shining's back more so to brace yourself against the onslaught of sensations than to assist you with penetration. By now, your humping has died down to shallow motions.

It's becoming far too much to handle. Cadance has turned the tables on you, and you can now feel the greedy princess push so far that her chin is buried inside of you. You may not get what you wanted, but you will take a consolation prize. As you build towards your orgasm, you prepare a batch of eggs for your ovipositor— an action that is completely unnoticeable to the outside observer. Shining won't get your whole package, but he will get a delivery nonetheless.

Your pussy squelches and squirts as Cadance moans into you, tugging at your nipples with her hooves without even the attempt to milk you anymore. You notice Shining begin pushing back into your ovipositor and a smile grows across your face. Was he broken, even without the full force of your false phallus? The idea pushes you over the edge. You hug the stallion so tightly that you think he might break as your body convulses from the over-stimulation.

Your anus winks, your pussy soaks Cadance's face as she greedily gulps down your mare cum, and your ovipositor rhythmically flexes as it pumps egg after egg into the awaiting subject's depths. It's not until the afterglow dies down a bit that you realize you've been moaning into Shining's back and drooling on him for the whole process. Cadance is still cleaning you, much to your satisfaction and pleasure.

Shining finally turns to speak to you, "Were those lumps I felt? What'd you do?" To your delight, he now only appears curious rather than enraged. "Another stallion broken," you think to yourself. Soon he'll be begging for you to fill him again.

You wave your hoof dismissively and close your eyes before replying, "Oh, that? It was just an egg. One... dozen... ish. It's hard to say for sure."

You feel the cold air greet the area Cadance's warm tongue used to be as she pulls away. After wiping her mouth, she asks, "Eggs? You filled him with eggs? Are they fertilized?"

With a grunt, you use the last of your dying energy to pull yourself from Shining's back and collapse to the bed. "No, not fertilized. Despite your husband's best efforts, I can still choose whose cum I allow into my fertilization chamber." You give Cadance what likely appears to be a drunken smile, "You could even eat them, if you wish." The idea makes you giggle to yourself like an idiot.

There's a weight on your neck, and for a moment panic shoots through your body as it screams that you're being attacked, but then you hear a contented sigh follow. Opening your eyes, you see Shining Armor laying down next to you, his head resting over the top of your neck. Cadance lays on the opposite side of you, then rests her head on your chest. You're not entirely sure how to respond.

"It was noble of you to keep your word and not change your shape, even though that would have made pounding Shining's ass easier," Cadance says, either sounding dismissive or tired. Disappointed maybe? Wait, you could have changed your damn shape! The rage dies as quickly as it rises. Events turned out well enough. "I don't exactly have the, uh, equipment, so we had to make due with toys before. I'm sure the real thing was much better, right dear?"

"Totally, but not as intense as you usually get," Shining responds. "I didn't even cum again." You roll your eyes. They're both huge sluts. Just as you start wondering if they intend to invite you back for a second round, Cadance looks up at you with big, adorable eyes. "You'll have to let me go for a ride the next time that you're here. Tonight was for Shining, but another night will be for me, and then one for you," she finishes as she idly rubs your nipple. Suddenly, her eyes go wider. "Oh, you! You still need help! We got so caught up in ourselves that we forgot!"

Before you can react, Cadance is leaping off of your body, and Shining lifts his head from your neck as you float up into the air a couple inches above the bed, suspended in Cadance's magic. You're then flipped around so your ass is pointed at her, and she spreads your legs apart. "What are— stop flipping me all over the place!" you yell indignantly. She sets you down on the bed once more, then gets to work squeezing your tits, milking you into one of the jars she asked for. "I'm not some dairy cow to be muh— muhuh..." you begin protesting, but the sensation feels so great you simply trail off. It's like a mixture of the satisfaction from relieving yourself combined with the pleasure of stimulation. You spread your legs wider and allow your front half to lay on the bed.

Soon, Shining lends a helping hoof, squeezing away at your tit and stealing the occasional fondle from various other regions as he goes. You don't mind, and before long you're all laying on the bed again, now freshly relieved of a significant amount of crotch weight: three gallons of "milk." You really should figure out what it is, but it can wait until tomorrow.

For now, you're going to enjoy the night with your new lovers.