Green Isn't Your Color, It's Mine!

"Please Ocellus, please please please," the whining sound of the begging Queen Mesosoma lingered in the air as she groveled on her knees with pleading purple eyes. The new changeling queen grasped onto the blue changeling's sundress with both hands, her eyes staying locked on the deep blue eyes of Ocellus while sparkling in the room's light. "Just this once, I beg you please." The green queen being a drama queen over such a simple ask.

Ocellus covered her face with her palm, embarrassment filling her cheeks with red as other changelings passed on through the common's area of the hive. "Fine, I'll go with you to Canterlot tomorrow for some shopping, if you stop that pleading and groveling right now your highness. It doesn't look good on you." Just wishing could disappear and never be seen again, Ocellus felt her heart wanting to burst from her chest and leave the shell behind because death would be sweeter than being embarrassed by the Queen of the hive.

Jumping up from the floor with glee, followed by a regal gown that flew up for a few seconds before cascading down with its pink frilled hemming, Mesosoma took hold of Ocellus in a death-like grip, sinking the little changeling into her breasts where the light turned to darkness and air faded into nothingness. "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much Ocellus. I've always wanted to go shopping in Canterlot but I didn't want to go alone for the first time and Barb is gone away with Dusk Shine to the Empire. We'll leave first thing in the morning, I'm so excited." Her breasts jiggled, rubbing Ocellus's face between the soft pillow flesh.

"Can't... breathe..." Ocellus managed to squeak out before being let go by Mesosoma. Her lungs gasping for air on release, hands resting on her knees. Despite being almost crushed or suffocated by the queen, Ocellus still held her composure in front of her. "First thing in the morning, got it," she panted out.

"Yes, first thing. I'll see you in the morning Ocellus," she said with a singing tone to her voice as she headed out of the commons area. Mesosoma bounced in her step dragging along the long flowing dress she wore.

Ocellus took a few moments before grabbing the closest chair she could find to relax. Her face was still a bit red from being stuck between the big bosom of Mesosoma and in front of a good portion of the hive as well. Never had she felt that embarrassed before. One other thing was bothering her though and had bothered her most of her life; that was the envy she had of all the other female changelings who had bigger breasts than her. Ocellus had always had smaller natural boobs, no bigger than a thirty-two B-sized cup while most other changelings had that in a C-cup while Mesosoma had that in D-cup. To have her face shoved between that hulking bosom was an affront to her dignity and an insult to her size in her mind.

Knowing that Mesosoma would not waste a second come the morning, Ocellus got up from her seat, and marched off to her room, leaving a trail of jealous tear drops that she hid as much as she could from the other changelings. She wasn't going to let this get her down and it was for the Queen and as a drone, she would do what she needed to at her request, even if it hurt inside doing it.

Ocellus was right when it came to the morning, Queen Mesosoma was at her bedside shaking her in excitement. The sun had not even cracked the horizon from their home in the desert land. The queen was dressed in casual wear instead of her normal regal attire. Donning a tight-fitting baby-blue mini-tee that showed off her naval area, a pair of black yoga pants that pronounced her bottom curves as well, and a pair of red running shoes. Her face was ever so bright with a smile that would scare anyone to wakefulness as it did to Ocellus.

With a scream that echoed through the hive hallways, Ocellus jumped up in her bed, covering herself with the blankets as her brain tried to rack in the situation. Her mind internally screamed to herself, "Intruder, intruder, run, scream, do something."

"Shh... calm down Ocellus, it's just me, Mesosoma. Please dear, just calm down." She pulled down the blanket shield and rested her hand on the blue changeling's head, giving her a calming rub over her pink fin while gently shushing. As Ocellus finally stopped her screaming and opened her eyes to the Queen calming her, "I'm so sorry Ocellus, I didn't mean to frighten you. We have a bit of a trip ahead of us to get to Canterlot. You can sleep away on the trip there but we need to get going soon if we want to arrive by the afternoon."

Still blurry-eyed with tears in the corner of her eyes, Ocellus nodded to the green changeling. Her body felt heavy as she pulled the blankets off her, letting her purple silk pajamas free from under the blanket. "I'll be ready shortly your highness." She slid off the bed, her body aching as she stretched to get it loose enough to move.

Mesosoma shook her head, "No need for the formal address, I've told you before just Mesosoma is fine. I'm not like what King Metamorphosis was with us. Just hurry along though, I don't want to keep the driver waiting too long." She gave a wink and a wave to Ocellus before leaving her room.

It didn't take long for Ocellus to change into a suitable yellow dress with a green ribbon belt, with short socks, and blue running shoes. Heading out she grabbed a straw hat with a matching green ribbon tied around the base of it. Once down in their carriage, she took her seat across from Mesosoma, the warmth of the inside interior bringing a smile to her face. Still tired, she closed her eyes, taking a few breaths before drifting off to dreamland once again, the bumpy road giving a soothing motion as it traveled along.

Mesosoma gave a caring smile to the sleeping changeling before turning to the window of the carriage and staring out into the wasteland that she called home, knowing full well that in time they could transform all they had around, taking it little by little. Before long though she found herself fighting with her eyelids until they closed and she drifted off to sleep with Ocellus, joining in the subtle snoring choir as the carriage carried onward.