Twilight knew in her heart that something was deeply, truly, terribly wrong.
Nopony else seemed to understand where she was coming from. She warned her friends, anypony who would listen, but they turned a blind eye to her concerns. No matter how she presented her evidence that Cadence was off, that she wasn’t the same pony she knew from childhood, it didn’t matterm because each of Twilight’s friends had an excuse or justification for the bride’s rude demeanor. They called her overbearing, overprotective, maybe even jealous of Cadence’s closeness with Shining Armor. Twilight heard the accusations so many times that she had begun to worry that maybe they were right. Maybe she was out of line. Maybe she owed Cadance an apology.
Twilight shook her head as she approached the bride-to-be’s room, a new fire lighting itself in her chest. No. Twilight knew she was right, she could feel it in her bones. To hell what everypony else thought, Twilight knew by now to follow her gut, and she’d never be able to forgive herself if she could have done something but allowed her doubt and her naysaying friends to convince her not to. It was why she told nopony where she was going, nor what she had planned, and marched right up to Cadance’s room. With a stern glare, Twilight raised a hoof and firmly knocked on the door, and waited patiently to confront the no-good bride.
The door swung open and, standing just opposite the threshold, was the subject of Twilight’s distrust; Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, or simply Cadence, as Twilight had always known her, stared down at the mare that was meant to be her sister-in-law with an almost loathsome amount of contempt for only a moment. Then, when she processed who was intruding onto her privacy, her expression softened slightly to one of tension, concern, and confusion.
“Oh. Twilight.” Cadence sounded a bit tired, which was appropriate given the circumstances. It was the most important day of her life, after all, and to be a bit stressed by that fact was more than a bit understandable. Even still, Twilight stood her ground, simply cocking her brow at the princess. “What is it? Don’t you still have preparations to oversee?”
“We need to talk,” said Twilight dryly. Cadence tilted her head in bemusement, but did not offer any argument or agreement. After an awkward spell of silence, Twilight swallowed just a bit of her pride, and pressed forward. “May I come in?”
Cadence seemed to fight with herself a bit, letting a few more uncomfortable beats of tense silence persist before letting out a tired sigh and stepping aside.
“If you insist.”
“I do. We need to have a serious talk, you and I.” Twilight stepped past Cadence and into the castle’s lavish bedchambers, where the princess spent her brief moments of rest between important prep for the big day. Once Twilight was inside, Cadence closed the door and slowly trotted forward to take a seat on the bed. Twilight, on the other hand, merely stood standing across from the princess. “I presume you know what this is about?”
“I could hazard a guess,” said Cadence. “But, please, by all means, tell me what is so pressing that we need to talk about it right this minute.”
“There’s no easy way to say it, so I’m just going to come out and say it. I have no idea what’s gotten into you, but I’ve found your behavior to be completely unacceptable,” said Twilight, plain as can be. “You’ve been rude, ungrateful, disingenuous, and just… Horrible. And I know it’s been a long time since we last saw each other, but that was never the type of pony you were. So… What’s going on? Why are you acting this way all of a sudden?”
“That’s how you feel, hm? That I’m being rude? I’m mistreating you and your friends?” Cadence’s tone was wavering, toeing the line between calm control and untamed anger. “Why’s that? Because I want my special day to be absolutely perfect? Because I have opinions on my own wedding? Because I’m not afraid to speak my mind to get things the way I want them?” She let out a puff, throwing her head back to bounce a stray hair from her face. “Let’s be honest for a moment, Twilight. Why don’t you cut the crap and say what’s actually bothering you?”
“Like I said, I don’t approve of—”
“I know you disapprove. But it’s not because I told Pinkie that I didn’t want board games at my wedding. I’m not stupid, Twilight. It’s me you disapprove of, isn’t it?” said Cadence. She stood up, taking a fiery step in Twilight’s direction. “You don’t want me to marry your brother. You don’t think I’m good enough for him.”
“Nopony is good enough for my brother, and you’re not doing yourself any favors by being such a…” Twilight trailed off, just barely catching her barbed insult on the tip of her tongue before it slipped out. Even still, the damage was done; Cadence covered her mouth with her hoof as tears welled in her eyes. “That… That was harsh of me. I shouldn’t have…”
“Do you have any idea how much that hurts, Twilight?” squeaked the princess. “I love your brother, more than anything. And for you to look me in the eyes and tell me I’m not good enough… That kills me. I know I haven’t been at my best since we started planning, but…”
“I didn’t… It’s not you, not exactly. It’s just… You and Shining, this whole situation has been so odd,” sighed Twilight. “Shining tells me everything, but I don’t even know you’re still around until two days before the wedding? And then I come and see you for the first time in years, and you’re like a totally different person. You pushed me away, both of you did.”
“It’s not about you, Twilight. Don’t you get it? I’m a princess, and Shining’s the captain of the guard. Don’t you understand how hard it is for us to be together? To be judged by everypony, all the time? No one approves of us. Not my family, not yours, not the public. But we love each other, and damn it, we’re going to be together whether anyone likes it or not.” Cadence turned away, to hide her tears, but her voice maintained its steady conviction. “I’m sorry that you feel slighted, but this is supposed to be the happiest day of my life, and I want it to be perfect. That means as few chances taken as possible. Regardless of how you feel about me, whether or not you approve of me… Shining loves me. We make each other happy. If that’s not enough for you, then maybe you don’t care about your brother as much as you say.”
Twilight froze, a million responses and counter-arguments all dying on her tongue. The simple truth was, no matter how she felt, Cadence was right. This wasn’t about her, it was about Shining, and Twilight absolutely adored her brother. He was the reason she felt so compelled to speak up in the first place, to save him from an unworthy mare. But that wasn’t her decision to make. If Shining was happy with Cadence, then even Twilight had to acknowledge that the right thing for her to do is step aside and let them be together.
“I didn’t… I didn’t mean to make you feel like this,” sighed Twilight. “You’re right. I’m out of line, and I’m sorry, Cadence.”
“No. You’re not sorry.”
Cadence turned to face Twilight, smiling sinisterly from ear to ear. Streaks of tears ran down her cheeks, but that did nothing to discourage her grin, nor the devious glint in her eye. She blinked, and her magenta irises suddenly glowed with an almost otherworldly emerald light. Cadence’s horn shone with a similarly green energy, bathing Twilight in a powerful magic the likes of which she had never experienced before.
“You’re not sorry, Twilight Sparkle,” cackled Cadence, her voice shimmering and echoing with arcane power. “But soon enough, you will be.”
Twilight only had time to shout in surprise before emerald light coalesced around and collapsed onto her, swallowing her up in a flare of viridian flames. When the light had gone, only a smoking scorch mark on the floor remained, much to Cadence’s amusement. She tugged the rug over to cover to scorchmark and cackled to herself, her glowing green eyes shining with desire.
“And another snack for me,” laughed Cadence, licking her lips deviously. “I cannot wait to sample you, Twilight Sparkle…”
Twilight let out a groan as she stirred, her head thrumming with pain from her sudden, unprepared teleportation. It felt like a train was barreling through her skull, and she made an attempt to reach for her head, but was unable to move her hooves more than a few inches. As she came to, she noticed that her hooves were entombed in a thick, tense mucus. It was dry and sticky, and kept Twilight from moving very much at all, not that she had an abundance of places to go in any case.
She was in a dank, musty cave, the only light coming from the odd luminescent rock here or there. There was no discernable entrance or exit that Twilight could see, no viable escape route. Just dark, shadowy walls and jagged rock formations on all sides, blotched with shadow and shrouded by darkness. Immediately, Twilight began to panic, and thrashed futilely in her strange bonds. When brute strength proved ineffective, Twilight resorted to magic, with similarly disappointing results. No matter how much mana she sent forth, not even a spark managed to manifest from her horn. Simply put, she was trapped, with no escape in sight.
“Finally up, are we?”
Twilight jerked her head to the right, scowling as Princess Cadence slowly sauntered out of the shadows. The devious bride smirked as she approached, stopping just before the captive Twilight. Naturally, Twilight was furious, and she let out a shout as she pitifully threw herself at Cadence, failing to make contact as the princess simply took a step back and out of Twilight’s reach.
“I knew it. I knew you were up to something horrible!” snapped Twilight. Cadence just chuckled, which further incensed Twilight. “You’ll never get away with this. People are going to notice I’m gone, and they’ll find me.”
“Of course they will. Because I’m going to return you to your friends,” said Cadence, quite nonchalantly for a mare who had kidnapped another pony. “But let us cross that bridge when we get there, shall we? For now… I think it's time we became properly acquainted."
A flare of emerald flames engulfed Cadence, properly illuminating the cave for just a split second; Twilight could see another figure standing in the shadows, and many large, green cocoons inlaid into the wall, each pulsating with life. There must have been hundreds, if not thousands of them, their origin and purpose currently unknown. Just as startling as these pods was the new form that Princess Cadence took.
Some tall, lanky creature of black, chitinous, armored flesh. A long, jagged horn extended from its head, similar to that of a unicorn's and yet hauntingly, terrifyingly unfamiliar. The creature had wings as well, but they were insectoid in nature, a far cry from the feathered specimens of the pegasus race. A thin, long cascading of dull teal "hair" comprised its mane. The creature smiled, baring its fangs and flitting out a forked tongue as if to taunt Twilight.
"You seem… surprised," said the creature. "What's the matter? All that diligent studying under Celestia, but never have you read of the changelings?"
"Changelings?" For once, there was a gap in Twilight's knowledge, and that was something that distressed her greatly. Not knowing what she was up against, or what her foe was capable of, was simply frightening. "Who are you? What are you?" Twilight swallowed hard, her blood going cold as the full reality of the situation washed over her. "What have you done with Cadence?"
"I am Queen Chrysalis, Mother of the Changeling Hive. As for Cadence… Well, don't worry." Queen Chrysalis let out a sharp whistle, smirking as the hoofsteps approached. "She's just fine."
"Hail, my Queen." A horrible creature emerged from the shadows, a changeling like Chrysalis, and yet it was distinctly different. It had wings and a horn like Chrysalis, but its mane was textured more like a typical pony's hair. It was pale pink, and frayed at the ends, with much of it having fallen out or otherwise been removed. Its eyes were a bit unfocused, the dull magenta irises lacking much light or soul. Twilight was confused, then utterly horrified when she realized what she was looking at. "This drone is at your service."
"You're a monster!" Twilight thrashed in her bindings as Chrysalis and her drone came even closer, stopping just in front of their captive.
"Perhaps. But it doesn't matter. Soon enough, we'll all be monsters. Me, your sister-in-law." Chrysalis nudged the drone forward, who grinned blankly as it stared ahead. "And, when we're finished… you, as well. Cadence, dear, prepare yourself for feeding. Our guest looks rather peckish, wouldn't you agree?"
"As you wish, my Queen!" Cadence fell back onto her flank and, bizarrely, slipped a hoof between her hind legs. She rubbed at her cunt, producing a thick, sticky green substance that coated her hoof, and scooped a good amount of it before approaching Twilight. "It's a bit of an acquired taste, but after your first few tastes… You'll never want to go back to normal pony food!”
“Get away from me! Stop!” Twilight thrashed helplessly, unable to budge in her bindings as Cadence approached with her hoofful of goo. She brought her sticky hoof to Twilight’s muzzle, smearing the foul substance against Twilight’s mouth, which remained stubbornly, defiantly closed. The goo tingled against Twilight’s skin, and the sensation was almost enough to compel Twilight to open her mouth, but she managed to hold steady. “Mmmf! Mnnnmph!”
“Oh dear… She doesn’t seem to be hungry, my Queen,” sighed Cadence. “She won’t open her mouth, not even for a taste.”
“That’s perfectly fine. We’ll see if she can keep her mouth closed for much longer,” said Chrysalis, a vile grin baring her sharp fangs. “If I were a betting bug, though…”
Chrysalis took a step, spreading her hind legs a bit and giving Twilight an eyeful of what changeling biology could be like; From a slit between her legs emerged a thick, slimy, phallic appendage that glowed an almost otherworldly green color. Like the rest of changeling anatomy, it was similar to that of a pony’s, while still being different enough to properly disturb Twilight. In this instance, the tip came to a sort of rounded point that split open into four segments, and dripped a sticky green substance not unlike that sort that Cadence attempted to feed her. The appendage pulsed, and a thick bead of that substance surged from the tip and onto the cave floor.
“I wouldn’t count on it.” The changeling Queen slowly circled Twilight, coming to a stop just behind her. Twilight craned her head back, to glare defiantly at her captive, but her fiery demeanor began to fizzle out into terror when Chrysalis brushed her tail aside. The Queen laughed at the way Twilight attempted to swing her tail back down to cover her nether regions, a futile display as evidenced by the ease in which Chrysalis moved it back out of place. “What a snug little pony pussy you have. Now the only question is… Is it a cunt worthy of my ovipositor?”
Before Twilight could sneer out a response, she felt Chrysalis deposit her weight down onto her back, mounting her like a stud to his mare. Chrysalis’ ovipositor moved more like a limb than a cock, almost prehensile, and she deftly maneuvered the organ to Twilight’s tight opening. The Queen pushed her hips forward, using the pointed tip of her ovipositor to spread Twilight’s lips open and enter her deliciously snug, resistant twat. The slick and slimy natural lubrication of the changeling cock made the penetration easy, but no more pleasant for Twilight, who tensed and recoiled away. She clenched her jaw, trying and failing to maintain her composure; By the time Chrysalis had slid half of her mighty length into Twilight’s unwilling tunnel, tears were already racing down her cheeks, though she did manage to keep from opening her mouth to let out a proper sob for the time being.
“Hm… I don’t think it is. However, these are extenuating circumstances." Chrysalis worked her hips, slowly so that she could savor every movement of her captive, wrapped around her throbbing ovipositor like a vice. "You may not be worthy, but your pussy feels quite nice nevertheless.”
“Hnngh… You’re so lucky, Twilight!” Cadence made another attempt to feed Twilight that strange goo, and, though it was much harder to keep her mouth closed just then, Twilight managed. “I can remember when the Queen claimed me like it was yesterday, and it was incredible! I can’t believe I almost married a dumb pony like Shining Armor. Becoming a slave to Queen Chrysalis’ Hive is the best decision I’ve ever made.”
“Of course it is. Once you realized that, things became so much easier for you, isn’t that right?” purred the changeling queen. Cadence nodded eagerly, like a happy little puppy. “That’s a good girl. Once I’m done with your sister-in-law, I’ll be sure yo give you a reward for your continued obedience.”
Twilight nearly yelped when Chrysalis grabbed her by the tail and sharply yanked, but still she managed to clench her jaw and maintain some degree of composure. It became almost impossible to maintain this facade once Chrysalis used Twilight’s tail for leverage, and slammed her ovipositor viciously into the poor unicorn’s cunt. Twilight could feel every twitching, slimy inch invade her hole, and it made her sick that she was so powerless to stop this wicked foe. Chrysalis just laughed, working her hips faster, drilling her prey deeper, before leaning forward to hiss into Twilight’s ear.
“Do you want to know what I am going to do to your kingdom?” The question was rhetorical, mainly intended to incense her captive and eventually break her spirit. “I am going to conquer this land from the inside. I will wait in this cave, growing my army until just the right time to strike. We will swarm Canterlot, and ensure that every pony in the kingdom faces a similar fate to yours. I am going to personally rape a bastard prince into your precious Princess Celestia, in front of her adoring peasants. And my favorite part?” Chrysalis nibbled on Twilight’s ear, and the sharp point of her fang drew a tiny trickle of blood. “My favorite part is that you, Twilight Sparkle, are going to beg me to do it.”
“Drop dead, you b—!”
It was a split-second reflex, something Twilight hadn’t made the conscious decision to do, but it was enough. When she opened her mouth to shout in defiance, Twilight left herself vulnerable for a mouthful of changeling goo; Cadence managed to get her hoof past Twilight’s lips, and forced that sticky, sickly substance onto her tongue. The taste was foul, the most bitter, salty, unpleasant thing Twilight had ever tasted, and she recoiled almost immediately upon ingesting it. Almost instantly, she felt an unnatural heat enveloped Twilight’s body, deep in her belly. She felt as if she had swallowed a match, with the flames inching through her body on the way to her extremities.
“There you go! Eat up, Twily, me and the Queen worked hard to make you dinner!” said Cadence. She rubbed at her pussy again, producing even more of that sticky substance, and forced another mouthful into Twilight. “Isn’t it yummy?”
“You’re… Disgusting!” coughed Twilight, shuddering as her mouth filled with bitter-tinged saliva. "How could you do this? What have we ever done to you?!"
"Simply put, you are merely in my way to my destiny. Now quiet and eat your dinner, slave." Chrysalis pushed Twilight's head down against the cold stone floor as she continued to violate her tight pussy. “Cadence, dear, perhaps your new sister-in-law would like a taste straight from the source? Give her a taste.”
“Yes, my Queen! Right away!” Cadence threw herself down onto the floor just in front of Twilight’s muzzle, legs cocked open as she shimmied up and positioned her cunt beneath Twilight’s nose. “Oh, Twily, you’re going to love this! Her Highness’ transforming nectar always tastes best when it’s fresh from a fellow changeling.”
“T-transforming…” Twilight’s heart stopped, then fell into the pit of fire in her gut. “Oh, sweet Celestia… You can’t turn me into… One of those things!”
“Don’t be silly, Twilight. Of course, she can! Queen Chrysalis can do anything!” Cadence grabbed Twilight by the horn and pulled her face in deep, burying her sister-in-law’s muzzle into her pussy. Her mouth went open by some reflex and, inadvertently, Twilight took more of that transformative nectar into her mouth. Strangely, it didn’t taste quite so intense this time around. “And she’s going to make you feel so good, soon. I mean it, you’re gonna wish you joined the Queen ages ago!”
That taste filled Twilight's mouth, coated her palate and saturated her taste buds. So thick and viscous, so bitter that it was almost sweet. Except, Twilight realized, that didn't make much sense. How could something be bitter enough to become sweet? Besides, there was nothing that had that flavor and texture, she must have been imagining it. The only thing she'd ever tasted that was as thick and sticky as the nectar was honey, which was about as sweet as sweet could be. There, that was a bit more logical. It was sweet like honey. Twilight had always been quite fond of honey, it made her feel all warm and toasty inside.
"See? Know you're getting it!" said Cadence, as she felt Twilight flick her tongue weakly against her lower lips. "It's good, isn't it?"
"M…Mh-hm…" Twilight could barely focus her eyes, each deep thrust making her vision go blurry for a bit before her eyes adjusted back to normal. The Queen was merciless, ruthless in how she pounded her prey, and the pain was growing to be too much for Twilight. She could feel herself tense and clench around Chrysalis' ovipositor with each thrust, and she began to drool into Cadence's cunt, her tongue still weakly lapping up the saccharine nectar she produced. "Mmm…."
“There’s a good girl. I think I can let you out now, if you promise to behave,” said the Queen. When Twilight produced no answer save for a low, shivering groan, Chrysalis knew that it was time. She slid out of her prey, taking note of the restrained whine from her new slave, and quickly threw Twilight onto her back. The mucus that had formerly restrained her released its grasp on her, seemingly at Chrysalis’ behest. Once Twilight was on her back, her hooves splayed out and leaving her completely vulnerable, Chrysalis descended onto her once more. Somehow, she seemed to go even deeper into Twilight’s cunt when she slid her ovipositor into her tight hole, and she drilled it even harder than before.
“Mhngh! Stop… Please… Don’t…” Twilight’s vision faded in and out, nearly going pitch black when the Queen stroked deep enough to hit her cervix. “Please… Don’t… Stop…” Somewhere, deep in the hazy mess of her mind, Twilight was surprised to hear herself say those words, but she couldn’t focus long enough to really dwell on them. “Don’t stop… Please…”
“Singing a much different tune now, aren’t you, Twilight Sparkle?” The Queen practically cooed at her prey, letting her long, forked tongue loll out of her mouth, and lick up the side of Twilight’s face. When the captive didn’t give much of a response, Chrysalis knew that it was time. “Cadence, dear. I want you to have the honour of welcoming your lovely sister-in-law into the Hive.”
“Oh! Thank you so much! I’d love to!” Cadence flitted her tongue out eagerly, barely able to contain her excitement. She rushed forward, dropping to her belly and positioning right besides Twilight’s face. With a tender hoof, she brushed the hair from Twilight’s face and, after giving her a moment to prepare herself mentally, Cadence leaned in and kissed her sister-in-law. She forced her tongue into Twilight’s mouth, deep until it hit the back of her throat, far deeper than Cadence’s tongue should have been able to reach. And it was when the thin and nimble, yet undeniably powerful, muscle reached to the back of her throat did Twilight begin to taste the sweet, syrupy nectar again. As she gulped down another mouthful, Twilight’s eyes fluttered shut, and she moaned around Cadence’s tongue.
She could feel it in her horn first. The bone began to curve, and its tip constricted somewhat into a wickedly sharp point. Her teeth followed close behind, extending into sharply pointed fangs that just barely avoided pricking Cadence’s powerful and excited tongue, though it was unlikely for that to stop her regardless. Twilight could feel her tongue melt and remold itself to be longer, thinner, and forked, much like the one currently invading her mouth. Her coat began to fall away in clumps, as did her mane, but instead of soft pink flesh underneath, there was the stiff, hard chitin of the changeling race. Her legs twisted and contorted, crooking and bending such that large craters formed in her limbs. In the back of her mind, Twilight was aware that such a change should’ve hurt, and yet, for reasons she couldn’t explain, it didn’t. Far from it, in fact, it was a pleasantly tingly experience, with shivers of delight shooting down Twilight’s spine as her physiology changed forever.
She could feel her cunt burn with desire as the wings began to grow from her back, thin, plasticky membranes held together by wiry pseudo-bones. They twitched and flittered, making a horrifically beautiful buzzing song when they rubbed against each other just right. With each thrust of her Queen’s magnificent changeling cock into her, Twilight felt a gush of emerald nectar from her quivering pussy, and it felt more and more magnificent with each passing moment. Twilight could hardly see, could hardly hear, could hardly even think, but she managed to feel every vein of her Queen’s organ, every twitch of the ovipositor and every drip of fluid from its head into her body.
“I wasn’t fond of you as a pony, I’ll admit,” remarked the Queen. “But you make for a perfectly competent changeling. Good enough to have earned the honour of carrying my eggs.”
Twilight perked up, and if she still had her proper ears, they surely would’ve twitched with excitement. She hadn’t known it until just then, but there was nothing in Equestria she desired more than to hold her Queen’s eggs in her womb until they were ready to be hatched. More than just a want, it was a need, something she needed more than air in her lungs or blood in her veins. She moaned and groaned around Cadence’s tongue, her pussy gripping her Queen, begging for her cluster.
A powerful groan escaped the Changeling Queen, an answer to Twilight’s prayers; The tip of her ovipositor penetrated Twilight’s cervix, entering her womb before splaying apart like an open palm. First, a thick stream of liquid sprayed from its opening, flooding and priming Twilight’s waiting womb. Then, one after another, came the eggs: Squishy, slimy membranes surrounding a firmer core that filled Twilight with a satisfying fullness. By the time she felt the third egg enter her, she couldn’t control herself any longer and finally came, her cunt gushing slimy nectar as no fewer than a dozen changeling eggs made their home inside of her. Now, her transformation was complete, and her Queen slid her ovipositor out of her newly bred cunt with a satisfied chuckle.
“Seal her up, Cadence,” ordered the Queen. She retracted her ovipositor back into her slit, crossing over Cadence to reach Twilight’s face, while the slave princess made her way between Twilight’s legs. Cadence licked her fellow changeling’s cunt, slathering it with a similar goo to that which formerly restrained Twilight; As it stiffened and dried, it became impossible for the eggs to slip out of their new incubation chamber. “So, Twilight Sparkle. Now that I’ve made you my bitch… Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
“H-Hail… My Queen…” Twilight rasped, thick nectar streaming out of the corners of her mouth. Her eyes went fuzzy, the formerly piercing magenta irises now dim and faded. Despite what should have been a dire situation, Twilight strangely found herself grinning, and she slowly licked around her mouth to catch every last bit of nectar she could. “This drone… Is at your service…”
“Good. Now, are you ready to earn your place in the Hive?”
“Yes, my Queen. I am ready to do anything for you,” said Twilight. She slowly sat herself up, her sealed cunt throbbing with desire, and she almost absentmindedly began to rub between her legs. “How can I thank you for helping me achieve my destiny?”
“Oh, there will be a great many opportunities for you to thank me in the future, Twilight Sparkle. For now, Cadence is going to teach you how to properly behave as one of my drones. I have much preparations to do.” Chrysalis flashed into emerald flames and once again took Princess Cadence’s. Or, more accurately, her former appearance. “I have a dress fitting in an hour.”
“What comes next, my Queen?” asked Cadence eagerly, shooting out a sentence or two in between greedy licks of her new sister’s pussy. Chrysalis just laughed before turned to leave.
“Did you really think I would be satisfied with just one Element of Harmony under my control?”
