Eggs & Mustard

by Birdybirdbird2

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Sex, Fetish, Queen Chrysalis, Non-consensual, Twilight Sparkle
Length: 12242

Eggs, mustard, a vacation gone wrong leading to everything in life changing for the worse as you get turned into a changeling queen’s incubator. This fic has it all!

This fic was a commission for the lovely TwiDavid!

Eggs, mustard, a vacation gone wrong leading to everything in life changing for the worse as you get turned into a changeling queen’s incubator. This fic has it all!

Enjoy, you lovely little degenerates!

And merry Chrys-tmas!

Art is not mine.
Art by sparklyon3
2651319 on Derpibooru

Published 2024-12-27 03:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-12-27 03:40:00 UTC

Into The Bug's Den

“SQUEEEEEEEEE!”

In the land of Equestria, in the town of Ponyville, in the home of a unicorn that doubled as a crystallised castle as well, a high pitched squeal rang out, one that rang through every long hallway the castle had.

It even made a few birds fly up from the tree-house.

More importantly though, one thing it did was summon a small dragon, one that dashed over to the library as fast as he could before stopping at the door and panting as he looked inside. “Twilight! Is everything okay?”

He didn’t know what to expect from the mare, but what he got was her quickly turning to him with a wide smile on her face. “Spike! Guess what!”

He calmed down, but was still confused. “Uhh… What?”

A glowing horn made an unfurled letter zoom over to him, and unceremoniously, it was shoved into his face. “This!” His claws reached up to grab it, and pulling it away, he began reading. It was probably just a letter from Celestia or something.

The letter went like this:

‘Dear Twilight,

As lively as my role as queen of the Crystal Empire can be, and even with my dear Shining Armor and Daughter here with me, I often still find myself starved for company.

Though I hope you feel no obligation to travel just for my sake, I’ve managed to clear the next week, and if you wanted to come over to spend the week here, we could spend it together, seeing the sights of the city and so much more!

I imagine your schedule is very busy, but still hope you can make it.

Your friend, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza.’

Prancing over, Twilight elatedly beamed to the diminutive dragon, with a smile stretched wide across her muzzle. “Cadance is inviting me over for a week! We could do so much together, just like when she used to foalsit me!”

The mare didn’t even give him the chance to say anything back, not before she started bouncing around the room like she was doing her best Pinkie Pie impression.

“The last time I actually got to spend time with her was when she visited Ponyville and Discord came along uninvited! Now I get to spend a whole week with her though! What should I pack? Should I take any books? Board games? What kind of stuff does Cadance like nowadays?”

Spike watched a familiar routine happen again as Twilight’s elation soon devolved into panic.

“Oh no, but what if I’m not entertaining enough? What if she actually decides she doesn’t want to spend time with me in the end, and then throws me in the castle dungeons! I don’t want to-“

A claw landing on her shoulder shut her up, and Twilight looked down to see Spike frowning up at her. “She’s not going to throw you in the dungeons, Twilight. Just plan what to take and go from there.”

Somehow, Spike was always the voice of reason, and just like always, he’d managed to bring her out of her downward spiral. Calming her breath, the mare smiled appreciatively at him. “Yeah. Okay. Thanks, Spike.” After the whirlwind of emotions, only one thing remained. “Now all that’s left is to plan what I’m taking!”

Whether or not she was going was out of the question, so excitedly, with a week sure to be full of bonding with the older sister she’d never had ahead, Twilight prepared to pack.

Spike knew it was inevitable that she’d overthink it, but she’d not want to keep Cadance waiting. He knew at the latest she’d head off tomorrow.

And she did!

With an elated ‘Bye’ and a quick parting hug, the overjoyed alicorn left the castle early the next morning and headed for the station with half a dozen suitcases floating behind her.

On the train, with it zooming to the reclusive kingdom of the Crystal Empire, Twilight couldn’t wait to see Cadance again, and could barely sit still despite the earlier pressure of making this all go right.

Despite that though, the train ride still went by quickly, and before Twilight could end up in another bout of overthinking she arrived at her stop, disembarking off the train before she started making her way to the castle.

She’d brought a surplus of books, board games, some trinkets from back when Cadance still foalsitted her, and every single item listed in her Sleepovers 101 book. To say she had a ton that they could do together was an understatement, and that wasn’t even mentioning all the stuff in the city she was passing by as she trotted.

Twilight was ready for the week ahead, and was going to stop at nothing to make sure she and Cadance had as much fun as they used to when she was a filly.

Some time later, the mare and her many suitcases finally arrived at the castle, and full of pep, she strode up to the main entrance and the two guards that blocked it, bags in tow.

Greeting them, she showed a wide smile. “Hello! I’m here to see Princess Cadance!”

The guards smiled back, and with an aura of green magic surrounding the doors, they stepped aside and pushed them open. Before Twilight could go through the opening however, one of them spoke up. “We were also requested to take your bags if you came with any, your highness.”

“Oh, thank you!” Gratefully, Twilight let them magically grab her belongings, and then trotted in.

She journeyed through the path she remembered to the throne room, down winding corridors with guards posted all over. There were actually more than she remembered, but she couldn’t think on it for long as on the way she saw a familiar face.

“Cadance!” Stood in the crystal halls like she was waiting for her, the princess of love was stood there in all her glory, just as beautiful as the younger alicorn remembered she was. Feeling like a young filly again, one excited for a week-long sleepover, Twilight went charging up to the mare and began the ritual. “Sunshine, sunshine, ladybugs awake! Clap your hooves and do a little shake!”

She shook her flank, and Cadance did nothing.

What? Why didn’t she…? Looking back confused, Cadance also seemed a little lost as she gazed at her flank, until a glimmer of recognition shone in her purple eyes.

“Oh! Yes! The dance! Sorry Twilight, my, uh, ankle got hurt recently, so I can’t…” Her eyes drifted to the side nervously as she raised her hoof.

Twilight was instantly off-put, and her jovial mood dwindled for a second, but for the sake of friendship and a week of fun ahead of her, she pushed past it. So she hurt her hoof, that’s not her fault. “Oh no! Is it okay?”

“Not really…” An awkward silence descended on the two, one that seemed to last an eternity. This was hardly how Twi’ had planned for this to start. Cadance eventually broke it though, placing her injured hoof back on the floor. “Anyway, let’s head to the throne room.”

Fighting to keep her optimistic alive, Twilight smiled up at her fellow alicorn. “Sure!” And then they trotted away down the route she’d been taking in silence. Again it felt a little awkward, but Twilight was ready to fill it with conversation. “Sooo, how are my bro and my niece doing?”

“Oh, um…” As if she was caught off-guard by the question, Cadance stumbled on her words, until she finally answered with “They’re fine.”

“Fine?”

“Yep. Fine.”

Twilight was struggling to keep her optimism at this point. Cadance was just being so… weird. Was she nervous about the week ahead too? That was probably the answer, but it didn’t explain why her ‘injured’ ankle was now doing just fine as they trotted.

I’ll just give her some time. Maybe this’ll solve itself. On that thought, they arrived at the throne room. Twilight didn’t know why she wanted them there, but didn’t want to upset the awkward mood any further, so just complied as Cadance’s green magic opened the doors.

Without a care in the world, she strode on into the throne room, and then stopped dead in her tracks.

All her anticipation for the week left her in a second. Like a bucket of cold water dumped onto her, a cold hard reality collapsed on her, and she was instantly thrown for a loop, wordless and motionless as her mind whirred. Is that…?

“Hello Twilight.” Before her, a nightmare was awaiting her arrival. In her usual slick, sensual, seductive voice, the Queen of the Changelings greeted her, and from her place before her, she smiled maliciously down on the frozen mare.

Meanwhile, Twilight was still registering what she was seeing, and who could blame her? Before her, the Queen Chrysalis was splayed on her side atop her throne. Her throne, not the one that belonged to the Crystal Empire but the one made of black rock from her old hive, the other one having been replaced. At the same time, to her sides, guards lined the walls of the room, changeling guards, practically identical to each other.

The mare was too baffled to do anything. This had to just be some bad prank on Shining Armor and Cadance’s part, right?

Wait, Cadance!

Twilight’s head snapped to the mare beside her, and silently, she waited for something, anything from her.

But Chrysalis spoke up first. “Excellent work, my minion. You may go down to the barracks as your reward.”

To Twi’s horror, Cadance nodded, and then, a green shimmer consumed her, until all that was left was another changeling drone. “Thank you, my queen.”

She watched him bow and then turn to leave, but Chrysalis stopped him. “Oh, and one last thing: did she do that silly little dance of hers and practically shove her flank in your face?”

“Yes, my queen.”

“Of course she did. I have to admit, I’m a little envious. You are dismissed, drone.” With a sultry voice holding authority, the queen sent him off, and Twilight watched the doors close behind him as he left.

With an open jaw and still having not said a word, the stunned alicorn turned back to the Changeling Queen, only to find her half-lidded eyes looking back down at her.

With a cocky smirk on her face, she spoke. “So, how was the train ride, Twilight?”

At last, the bookish mare’s brain caught up to her, and finally, finally she registered what was happening. “Ch-Chrysalis! What are-? What are you-? Is that-?” She couldn’t finish a sentence, but got one out in the end. “How are you here?!”

Chrysalis herself was more than happy to tell her. “It wasn’t difficult. This place has a strong defence against the cold and King Sombra, but nothing against the likes of us. It was almost too easy.”

Again, Twilight couldn’t speak. She had so many questions and didn’t know which to ask first. She thought about asking about the stone throne when her eyes landed on it, but Chrysalis didn’t even let her.

“Look familiar? It wasn’t easy rebuilding this throne back from the shattered remnants of what that traitor Thorax did to it, but all the hard work was worth it to see you powerless here before me again.

A connection was made in Twilight’s brain. That throne. Her powers. Despite how pointless it was, she tried lighting up her horn to teleport herself out of here, but nothing happened, and she couldn’t hide her shock.

On seeing it, Chrysalis spoke down at her, amused. “Your magic, your flight, and even that earth pony strength of yours has been sapped away. But please, keep trying. It’s entertaining watching you struggle.”

How could this all go wrong so quickly? Her magic was gone, nopony thought she was in danger over here, and the door behind her was now closed with changeling guards blocking it. She was trapped. She’d come here willingly, and was led directly into the jaws of the beast.

For a little longer, Twilight remained silent, remembering the last time she was powerless and how she’d needed Starlight, Trixie, Discord and Thorax to save her.

But eventually, she steeled her nerves, and after straightening herself up, glared at her sudden captor. “What do you want?”

That insufferable smirk didn’t leave Chrysalis’s face, and it lingered in her voice. “Isn’t it obvious? I want to rebuild my hive. You can’t fathom the struggle it was to just create only this many drones, and as I have an army to rebuild, I’ll need some… ‘help’.”

For better or for worse, Twilight didn’t have a clue what that meant, but kept her guard up. “I’m not helping you rebuild anything.”

Again, the changeling didn’t bat an eyelid. Twilight had seen her smug before, but this was much even for her. She must’ve truly thought she’d won, which didn’t ease her nerves. “I’m sure. I’ll allow you one last question.”

Before what? Wracking her brain, it didn’t take Twilight long to come up with another one. “Where are Cadance, Shining and Flurry Heart?”

“Alive, and they’ll remain that way as long as somepony behaves herself.” After condescendingly smirking down at her all this time, enjoying her place above the powerless pony, Queen Chrysalis ascended off her throne, and on four hooves started making her way to the trepidatious alicorn still glaring at her.

She didn’t stop until she was stood in front of Twilight, towering over the mare with a cruel smirk.

Chrysalis stood there for a second, basking in the glory of an assured victory and Twilight’s glare before she broke the silence. “I imagine you’re hungry after such a long journey. Let’s get you something to eat.”

What? The question caught her off-guard as well as everything else here. Yes, she was hungry, but why was Chrysalis of all mares offering food?

Whatever it was, she wasn’t eating it, that was for certain.

As the queen walked off to the doors, the pair of changeling guards approaching Twilight made it clear that she didn’t get a choice in the matter, so sighing (and sneakily trying to use her magic again one last time) she began following Chrysalis, choosing to stare at the floor as she trailed behind the changeling and two changelings trailed behind her.

With her optimistic plan for the week in shreds, a glum Twilight was escorted out into the halls of the Crystal Castle. They walked in silence, but that didn’t stop the unbearably smug aura radiating off of Chrysalis.

Ignoring it, Twilight escaped into her mind as she kept walking, but she didn’t find much comfort in logic. I’m helpless. None of my friends know I’m in danger, I’m magicless, there are more guards here than even Shining had set up around Flurry’s bedroom, and Chrysalis has some kind of plan for me. I’m a sitting duck.

Then there was the fact that the mare was acting so smug. She seemed so sure of herself this time, but it seemed less out of pride now and more out of confidence in her plan. Had she changed after her hive had dethroned her? What was her plan?

As they kept walking, Twilight came up with half of a plan of her own: her only hope for survival was either escaping this place or getting her magic back, so she’d have to do one of them. Somehow.

Her first idea was a risky one. How far does her magic-cancelling throne work? Though she didn’t like the thought of having to, as Twilight’s eyes drifted to one of the castle many open windows, the possibility of needing to jump out of it was becoming more and more likely, but would that be enough to-

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Smugly, Chrysalis looked back on her as she walked, and Twilight’s head snapped up to her. Was she being that obvious? “Your magic won’t work anywhere near this castle, so unless you want your purple fur to turn red very quickly, I’d advise you to not leap to your death.”

Now regretting considering doing that (and being infuriated that she’d been figured out so easily) Twilight put her head forward again, and no more words were said for the duration of the stroll.

She was led to the dining room, and nervously she followed Chrysalis into it. It was a grand room, one with a huge table spanning its length and, of course, guards all around it. Twilight assumed they were changelings, even if they didn’t look like it.

“Take a seat.” Her tone left no room for argument, and hardly in a state to fight back against her, Twilight complied. Chrysalis took the seat at the head of the table, so her captive too the one opposite her.

“Wah!” But Chrysalis didn’t let her. A quick casting of changeling magic lifted Twilight up into the air, and with flailing legs, she was brought to and dropped into the seat right by the Changeling Queen’s side.

As Twilight got up in her chair, the bug grinned amusedly at the sour look she received. “If you’re done, we can finally get started.” A look was given to a pair of changelings, and dutifully, they rushed away somewhere.

Twilight watched them go.

She hated this. She hated being so helpless here. There was so much she didn’t know here and so much she wanted to know.

In the silence, Twilight decided it was time to learn some of those things she wanted to know. “What do you want with me, Chrysalis?”

“Hm?” Insect eyes peered over at her slyly. “I already told you, you’re going to help me create a new changeling army.”

That didn’t help her. “And what does that mean?”

“It means that you’re trapped here in this castle, and as long as you behave yourself I won’t have to hold you captive in a pod again. Does that sound fair, Twilight?”

No. It didn’t. She still didn’t know what the loathsome changeling wanted with her, but thinking on it more, Twilight came to a conclusion. “So I’m just your prisoner?”

Chrysalis smiled seductively down at her, leaning over the table to bring their muzzles closer together. “Would you rather be more? That could be arranged, if you’d prefer.”

Twilight nearly gagged. Chrysalis of all mares was flirting with her? Maybe this week would be worse than she thought. “You wish.” Before silence could claim them again, Twilight itched to get more out of her captor, and so soon spoke up again. “Ponies are going to realise I’m missing eventually. What’ll you do when Princess Celestia and Luna show up here looking for me?”

Snide laughter erupted out of Chrysalis, much to Twilight’s annoyance. Eventually though, she finally shut up, and responded mockingly. “You really believe those useless sisters would go looking for you?” She looked for a response, and found a glare on the mare’s face. “Either way, you’re going to be staying here with ‘Cadance’ for a week. But if you wish to leave after that, I won’t stop you.”

“…Really?”

“Mhm.”

So this has got to be either some sick test of will or she’s lying… Twilight had never felt this clueless in her life, but she was trying her best to figure out the villain’s plan regardless. “And what if I try to leave before that?”

“Try to leave if you wish. I have dozens of guards all over this place with the order to kill you on sight, but if you wish to die, I have no problem going and getting Cadance to take your place.”

Take my place? But what does she want me for? Twilight opened her mouth to say more when the doors opened up, and the two changelings returned from presumably the kitchen, now carrying two plates.

Both the queen and princess watched them walk over, and then watched as two plates were floated in front of them; one with some flower-filled sandwiches, and one with a slice of cake.

At first, Princess Sparkle thought they were both for her, until the cake was put directly in front of the Changeling Queen and she licked her lips at it.

For the third time today, Chrysalis caught her wandering eyes, and answered the question surely on the tip of her tongue. “Before you ask, yes, changelings can eat food. We feed on love, and this kind of eating is only for pleasure, but we don’t have digestive systems for nothing.”

Oooookay then. Twi’ turned back to her own food. If Chrysalis wanted to eat cake, she wouldn’t stop her.

SPLRRRT!

The sound of half a container of mustard being emptied onto cake brought her head back over. Is she-? She was. Holding the container up with her magic, the bug was drowning her own serving in the spicy, yellow sauce. “…”

Wordlessly, Twilight turned back to her food again, weirded out. But there were more important things to think about than Chrysalis’s bizarre eating habits, no matter how confused she was. She brought her mind back to the matter at hand: her food.

In all honesty, Chrysalis had been right earlier; she was hungry after the long train ride, and this hay sandwich she was presented with seemed like the perfect thing to satiate that hunger.

But she wasn’t going to eat it.

Of course she wasn’t! It was food offered by Chrysalis herself, and no matter how hungry she was, she refused to take what was offered by one of the most cruel villains she’d ever had the displeasure of facing!

Twilight wasn’t even going to touch the food, and this was something that her captor noticed. “Are you not hungry? It’s not poisoned, I assure you.”

“Uh-huh.” Twilight was doubtful, and she didn’t bother hiding it from the bug she despised most as she used her hoof to slide the plate away.

If Chrysalis took offence to the action, she didn’t show it, instead she almost seemed… amused, humoured by her. “Twilight, if I wanted you dead, you’d be dead. Look at you: powerless and at my mercy every second of the day. I could kill you this very instant without breaking a sweat, so enlighten me, why would I poison you?”

The alicorn was doubtful, but she made a good point. Besides, the alternative was going a week without food, though Twilight would rather that than be poisoned…

Sighing, Twi gave in. She could do a spell to check if she had her magic, but as she didn’t, against her better judgement, she gave in to her hunger.

Like she couldn’t care less, the queen chowed down on her own food without a second thought, and as she scoffed it down, Twilight hesitantly did the same, managing to pick the bread up in her hooves before eating. It tasted good; crunchy, ripe, and with the exotic flavours of some flowers she hadn’t even tried before. Let’s just hope they’re not fatal…

Eventually, and without regret for the mess she’d made, Chrysalis finished, looking up to see Twilight’s meal equally devoured. Her smirk didn’t leave her face. She didn’t care, or from what Twilight could tell, it at least seemed like she didn’t.

With a mere look at one of her subjects, Chrysalis got the changelings to take their plates, and once they were gone she rose from her seat, towering over the pony mare. “So, Twilight, shall I show you to where you’ll be spending your nights?”

It wasn’t a question, and before Twi could give some snarky answer to her captor, green magic grabbed her again, lifting her out of her seat rudely. “Ough!” Heavily, she was placed on all fours by Chrysalis, and made to follow after her as she strode away.

The following journey down through the castle was filled with silence and self-pity. Twilight didn’t usher a word, and just let herself get led away as she stayed in her head.

At one point, something did catch her attention: she could’ve sworn she heard her brother’s muffled voice coming from the barracks, alongside numerous changelings grunting and moaning, but they moved past it quickly, so she never could say for certain. What’s going on in there?

By the end, they were where she’d be staying: the dungeons.

With Chrysalis in front, looking back at her, the bug spoke first. “I hope you’ll enjoy your time here.” But then, the bug did something the miserable Twilight didn’t expect in a million moons. “Unless, you’d prefer to spend your nights in my bedchambers?”

Glancing back with an expression that could only be described as seductive, unprovoked, Queen Chrysalis then chose to raise her tail and flash her ‘goods’ to her prisoner. Twilight only saw them for a second, but still she had the displeasure of having to stare straight at the changeling’s big donut between her cheeks, along with the two big, black bug-bollocks hanging off the back of her.

Twilight instantly snapped her head away, but only after the damage was done, with an image of Chrysalis’s giant ballsack being burned into her mind forever.

For some reason, a burst of arousal shot through her too. Twilight didn’t understand it, and she didn’t want to.

Now in an even worse mood than before, the pony trudged her way into the open cell. “I’d rather sleep in a dungeon than with you.”

“If you insist, I won’t stop you.” That’s what Twilight was worried about. Chrysalis usually only cared about what she wanted, why was she pretending to care about her, serving her tasty food and everything?

With a bone-wracking slam, the heavy iron door was soon closed and locked on her, Twilight was to spend the night in this lonely cell, and when the changelings trotted away, not even gloating like the mare had expected them to, she accepted her fate and tried to get comfortable on the cold, uncomfortable floor.

Hours after that she spent in her mind, trying to plot an escape, but it was all for naught as eventually she curled up with the knowledge that she was at the mercy of an unbearable bug.

Day 1

“Wakey wakey!” After getting a… ‘pleasant’ awakening from Chrysalis, one consisting of the queen delivering her a delicious-looking breakfast that she was hesitant to touch, the day was surprisingly uneventful for Twilight.

As it turned out (and as Chrysalis had made terribly clear) Twilight was stuck in this cell until the end of her ‘vacation’.

She knew if she tried to escape, she’d be killed and Cadance would take her place, but she didn’t know why. That morning, spending hours and hours alone in the cell, she couldn’t figure it out. Did Chrysalis want something from her? Her time? Were changelings attacking the rest of Equestria while she was locked away in here?

The mare couldn’t make heads or tails of it, and it didn’t help that a certain bug was occasionally popping over to bug her.

But being annoyed was the least of her problems…

All morning she’d felt… wrong. She’d felt hotter, and more fidgety, and, for a lack of better words…

Hornier.

Yep, of all things to be feeling right now in this dungeon, a constant craving for cock was the last thing she wanted, but lo and behold, here she was, with it pestering her like an intrusive thought always at the forefront of her mind.

She couldn’t sit still in her cell, constantly shifting to try and get comfortable, but it wasn’t to be.

At least it was… manageable.

As bothersome and inconvenient it was considering her situation, she could still ignore it through sheer willpower, as tiresome as it was.

Then, eventually, lunch came.

Once again, Twilight hesitantly ate her meal, but still devoured it all before thinking too hard about it. Some fraction of her mind would have noticed that she’d only gotten even hotter after she’d finished eating, but the mare was too busy trying to hide her state from the changeling guards to make any connections.

After that, it was back to waiting.

Pacing was the only way to burn off the sudden excess energy burning in her, but it still didn’t do enough, so as the hours passed, Twilight pondered on it, her priorities changing. Did I go into heat? I could, but I shouldn’t have! I thought I planned it out so I wouldn’t be going through that until a couple months from now! Did Chrysalis have something to do with it? I don’t know how she could, but then how else am feeling so…

She paced and paced to no avail, entirely answerless, not even getting anything when Chrysalis blessed her with her glorious presence to ‘invite’ her to another mandatory dinner in the dining room.

The meal was just as delicious as the rest of them had been, not that Twilight had noticed. As she numbly gobbled it all up, she just focused on concealing her condition from Chrysalis. Celestia knows how she’d try to use it against her, and that would only be after the uproarious laughter that’d ensue.

Fortunately though, for the entirety of the silent feast, Queen Chrysalis was too focused on her own meal drowning in mustard to notice. Probably. She had seemed more smug throughout, but by the end, she escorted Twilight back to her cell and left her there again, leaving the pony upset and horny, a combination of emotions she wasn’t very used to.

After barely resisting the urge to quickly rub herself off before sleeping, Twilight was eventually able to get herself to sleep in the cell again.

Maybe the heat would’ve passed by then…

Day 2

Nope!

Compared to day 2, day 1 was nothing.

…Ugggghh… Right on waking up, Twilight the prisoner was greeted by an overwhelming heat plaguing her body, one that was already driving her crazy. What in the hay is going on?!

It was safe to say Twilight had never felt this… ‘restless’ before in her life.

Her tail was repeatedly trying to lift itself up, her mind was constantly filled with perverted images that’d make Fluttershy blush, and her marehood was getting wetter by the second as it kept winking, showing off her insides to nopony in the hopes that it’d get her bred.

All of this was with Twilight wanting the exact opposite, but it was out of her control now. For whatever reason, her body decided that this was what it wanted, and she’d have to live with it.

The day passed in an uncomfortable pain.

Using all the willpower she had, Twilight refused to pleasure herself. She was a prisoner here, and she wouldn’t let Chrysalis potentially come visit her only to find her rubbing herself silly!

So as the day went on, and her heat only got worse, she put all her effort into hiding her condition again.

It wasn’t very successful. Even if she cleaned up any droplets of arousal she left behind, the pungent aroma filling her cell told any creature with a nose how she was feeling. She managed though, and struggled and hoped until dinner arrived yet again, and she was escorted to the dining hall, proud that she’d managed not to leak a single droplet on the walk.

“So, Twilight, are you enjoying your stay?” Soon, they were back in their usual seats. Chrysalis seemed in her happiest, smuggest mood yet, and all the while, it didn’t take a genius to see that Twilight was in her worst.

“Shut up, Chrysalis.” With a scowl on her muzzle as she fidgeted in her seat, Twilight spent the entire meal shutting down any insufferable small-talk the Changeling Queen tried to start. The pony mare ate in silence, all the while, she leaked her horny juices down onto her crystal seat.

But she didn’t let anything distract her from hurrying up and eating, and when that was over, she was quickly escorted back to her cell. She didn’t want to spend any more time near Chrysalis than she needed to, especially not when she was this wet.

So not long after they’d gorged on their meals, the pair were outside of Twilight’s cell, with one of them wanting to get back in there and get the day over with.

Chrysalis had other plans though. Before Twilight could dash into her ‘room’, the bug held her in place with her magic, and as the princess writhed in her magical green grip, she leant down, and put her muzzle at the nape of Twilight’s neck as she spoke seductively into it. “You know, Twilight, my offer is still open if you wish to spend the night in someplace warmer than a lonely cell~”

Twilight thought the offer was bad enough, but bad could always get worse.

Out of the villain’s smirking mouth, her long, slimy changeling tongue slid out, and slowly, sensually, she dragged the appendage up Twilight in one long, agonising lap, sliding the thing all the way from her neck to the tip of her ear in a way that made the alicorn shudder.

It was awful, but it wasn’t over yet.

Splat!

Behind the heated mare, right underneath her tail lifted high and desperate, her aroused juices gushed out and onto the floor below, loudly leaving an unmistakable stain there.

As Twilight grit her teeth at her body’s reaction to the bug’s advances, Chrysalis just spied the tiny puddle and grinned maliciously before turning back to her. “Is that a yes?”

“F-F-Fuck you!” The worst part about all of it was how tempting the offer was. She’d already been forced to see what Chrysalis had hanging off the back of her, and her body already knew that the larger mare was definitely more than a mare down there, but still she didn’t budge.

Her urges would never override her common sense!

…Hopefully.

Thankfully, for some reason, Chrysalis didn’t force Twilight to do anything, and instead released her, letting her walk back into her cell with her head hung low and her tail even lower.

If Twilight thought it was over though, she was sorely mistaken.

“Oh, Twilight~” With the metal door shut behind her, trapped alone again, regrettably, Sparkle turned her head to Chrysalis.

What a mistake that was…

“If you ever change your mind, feel free to tell me. Perhaps I could help you take care of those… troubles of yours~” Chrysalis was stood on two legs as she spoke. With her front legs on the bars of Twilight’s jail, towering over her, she was presenting her chest and belly to the imprisoned pony, but that wasn’t all she was presenting. Down between her legs, those two unforgettable, colossal changeling testicles hung down, right beneath the gigantic black sheath that undoubtedly contained girth within.

For some terrible reason, Twilight couldn’t tear her eyes away from them. They looked… so desirable, so virile to her heated body.

But eventually, after far too long, she looked away, her instincts to mate on overdrive long before Chrysalis walked away laughing.

Alone again, Twilight went to sleep soon after. She was furiously determined to hold onto whatever sanity she had left, and determined to make it through the week.

Nothing would stop her, not Chrysalis and not her stupid primal urges!

Day 3

Twilight woke up masturbating. Even the strongest of wills had to break eventually, and the instant she woke up, the mare snapped.

It wasn’t her fault, the burning down below was just too strong, and despite her best efforts, Twilight was helpless as she slipped her hoof down, straight between her sensitive crotchboobs, and started rubbing her wet snatch like her life depended on it.

Her will, her dignity, she’d lost everything by giving in to her urges, but it was worth it just to satiate that burning even a little.

“Ngh! S-Sweet Celestia! Ahn! Ungh! Why is it so- Rgh!” If any changelings were to walk past right now, they’d be met with the pathetic sight that was the Princess of Friendship lying on her back, grunting desperately as she failed to satisfy herself.

She wouldn’t let that happen though. Anytime she heard a creature was even nearby, she stopped immediately and tried acting innocent, but the stench exuding from the cell and the pool of arousal she was lying in were more honest.

So that was how Twilight’s morning went, moaning and groaning and rubbing her marehood and chiding herself for giving into her urges before rubbing herself some more and then eating and grunting and masturbating and eating some more and maybe even using her cell’s toilet at one point.

It was terrible, and having spent all morning with her hoof between her thick thighs, Twilight couldn’t fathom how it could possibly get worse.

And then it happened.

At first, it came as an intrusive thought, barging into Twilight’s mind at the worst possible time, but her head soon clung onto the idea, and soon, the mare was unable to get the thought of Chrysalis’s sheath and balls out of her head.

Disgust. That’s what filled Twilight. But as she kept going at it in her cell, and the thoughts of that repulsive queen’s junk pestered her unrelentingly, again, Twilight’s will soon gave in.

Her body needed something, and Chrysalis had that something it needed, so even though Twi refused to even consider doing anything like that with the changeling, her hoof kept going, and her mind kept returning to the bug and her huge balls.

How would they taste? How would they feel? They were so big and fat, how much spunk did they have stored up inside of them? Did they even have cum in them with Chrysalis’s changeling anatomy?

It didn’t matter, either way it wasn’t long before Twilight was fantasising about them. She was powerless to what her body demanded, and even if it was Chrysalis of all creatures she was lusting after, at least the bug was doing something helpful for once by helping her get through this.

The day passed in a hazy blur, one filled with hours on hours of desperately trying to get herself off to no avail.

Breakfast passed, then she went back to it.

Lunch passed, then she went back to it.

And then, inevitably, what Twilight had been fearing all day arrived: her daily dinner with Chrysalis.

Hearing the familiar hooves strolling up to her cell, the pony ripped her hoof from down below, and once the burning immediately started again, offering her no mercy, Twilight stood up, trying her hardest to put on a straight face despite her state.

It was pointless obviously, she was sweaty, looked exhausted, and her fur was matted in places from her own aromatic nectar clinging to it.

When she came face-to-face with the queen, what little will she had left was already crumbling as her hind legs trembled.

Meanwhile, Chrysalis was overjoyed, even if she didn’t show it past her condescending smirk. The cell reeked of mare-cum, practically dripping from the amount of liquid all around it, and Twilight looked even worse!

It was difficult to keep herself ‘contained’, what with the overpowering aroma entering her nostrils and the sight of one of her greatest enemies reduced to a bitch in heat, but somehow, she managed, and spoke her words as seductively as she’d been doing these past few days. “Are you ready to join me for dinner, Twilight?”

She didn’t reply at first, trying to hide her shame, but when that was impossible Twilight grumbled out her answer. “…Yes.”

“Good.” Like that, the cell door swung open, and the alicorn shambled her way out on shaky legs as she tried keeping a straight face. She was a princess for crying out loud, she should be better than this!

As the routine of trailing behind Chrysalis continued however, Twilight learned that she wasn’t than this. Her urges were begging her to not only stick a hoof back under her barrel, but they were overjoyed at Chrysalis’s presence, commanding she present herself to the changeling and get her needs satisfied already!

With great difficulty, as they walked, Twilight resisted. What she couldn’t stop though were her eyes remaining glued to her flank, irritatingly trying to work their way under her tail to catch just a glimpse of what hung behind the hung bug. She couldn’t stop her tail from being raised high either, or stop herself from dripping down onto the floor every few steps as her pussy flashed its insides to the changeling guards behind her, but Twi had bigger problems to deal with now.

Feeling the most violated and disgusting she’d ever felt, she trotted into the dining hall behind Chrysalis.

Just stay calm. Control yourself. Everything will be fine. The princess told herself that as she went to her seat, and promptly ignored the squelch as she sat down.

Her captor sat down too, the food was delivered, and soon, they got to eating…

It was safe to say, Twilight’s mind wandered.

She could hardly touch her food. She’d lost her appetite, and was only hungry for one thing as her mind screamed at her that Chrysalis was right there!

She felt like she was losing her mind.

The need, the pent-up want, the desperation to be filled, she couldn’t handle it! She’d spent all day with her hoof wailing on her pussy, but now she had to sit through this again without any satisfaction?

It didn’t matter whether it was a subconscious action or not, either way, slowly, subtly, Twilight started grinding her hips on her seat. It wasn’t enough to satisfy her, not nearly, but maybe it would be enough to get her through the meal. Ngh! C’mon! Why is it not enough?!

Off to her side, Chrysalis was watching her, and could barely hold in the laughter that threatened to burst from her chest.

If Twilight thought she was being subtle, grinding herself on that chair whilst audibly moaning through clenched teeth, she was very, very, very wrong.

Poor Twilight, as horny as Equestria’s biggest whore. How the mighty have fallen! It seemed as if she truly thought she was being sneaky too!

Chrysalis could watch this show all day, but she had a better idea. She’d been waiting and waiting as the esteemed Twilight Sparkle grew hornier and hornier under her watch, but now that she was horny enough to be reduced to this, and now that the mare’s body was as welcoming as it would get, now it was finally time to finish what she’d started.

Now was the time for Chrysalis to commence her plan, the one that’d been in action ever since Twilight first set hoof in this palace.

It was time.

Oh, this’ll be fun! Without saying a word, Queen Chrysalis stood up from her seat, and going ignored by her prisoner, she turned to her changeling disciples scattered about the room, before boldly speaking to them all at once. “My subjects, it is time.”

With Twilight ripped from her mind, they all sprung to action. From all over the room, out of nowhere, changelings suddenly swarmed the princess. She couldn’t put up much of a fight. “Wh-What?! What’re you-?!”

Without magic, they grabbed her heated body, and like minions following orders they heaved her up, before pulling her out of her chair, flipping her onto her back, and placing her on the table before their ruler, where Chrysalis’s plate had been. With the meals shoved carelessly onto the floor, the mindless drones held each of Twilight’s limbs down, and with her struggling and writhing under their grip, she looked down past her exposed genitalia to spy Chrysalis smirking proudly. “What’s wrong, Twilight? Trapped?”

She was. She was trapped, exposed, and felt violated now with her sopping pussy and her big, bouncy teats exposed to the entire room. “What in the hay are you doing?!”

Chrysalis didn’t hesitate to explain, but only in the form of a monologue, of course. “What am I doing? Simply what I’ve been planning to do with you from the start. What? Did you think you would actually be able to leave here once the week was over?” She let the revelation settle in Twilight’s head before continuing. “To put it bluntly, Twilight, I need you. After losing my hive to that traitor Thorax I had plenty of time to think, and I realised just why I’d been losing. You. You ponies were always stronger than us, especially you alicorns, so I need you as you and I are going to rebuild my army, remember? You’re going to help me rebuild my hive by birthing me my strongest brood yet, and giving me stronger minions born from our union!”

Twilight couldn’t even begin to fathom what was happening to her.

She… was going to be bred… by Chrysalis.

The mare could barely even get a word out, just staring blankly at who proved to be her greatest enemy with her jaw hanging low. “Wha…? But…? How…?”

“Ahaha! It’s simple, you’re going to be stuffed full of my eggs before being reborn as another one of my young! My brood!”

A sense of dread settled over Twilight, right before a wave of arousal hit her too.

“I never thought about doing it before as it isn’t exactly the easiest to turn a pony, especially not an alicorn, into a changeling. What it requires is getting the pony incredibly horny first to give them a hunger for love. I’d never managed to do it to an alicorn before with my hive, but now…”

As Twilight watched her eyes drift down to appreciate her winking snatch, yet another revelation hit her. “Th-The heat. That was you?!” She should’ve known!

Magically, Chrysalis pulled a plant from the meal Twilight had just been eating. “Well you’ve been happily gobbling down all these aphrodisia plants the last few days, I thought you’d wanted them!”

Twilight couldn’t believe it. How could she be so stupid?! Granted, she’d never heard of those plants prior, and even if she’d seen them it wouldn’t have helped her. But still! How could she be so stupid as to trust Chrysalis?!

And now because of it she was going to be…

She… She was going to be turned into a changeling and ‘stuffed full of eggs’…

As Twilight stayed there, shocked into silence and the stillest she’d been in days, Chrysalis decided it was time to get on with the action. She’d been waiting far more than three days to break the great Twilight Sparkle, and to get to do it this way was a dream come true.

She could already feel excitement building between her legs.

“I’m afraid alicorns are particularly powerful though, so if I wanted to convert you, you’d have to be even hornier than you are now.” Not a word of it was a lie, unfortunately for Twilight.

Wh-What does that-? Twilight saw Chrysalis. She could see the dirty smirk on her face. She even saw her licking her lips, and so, the mare went back to struggling against the bugs holding her down. “N-No! Get off me! S-Stop it!”

Nothing could stop this now. “I hope you’re ready to be broken, Twilight.”

“N-No! Stop!”

Much to her surprise, Chrysalis did. All of a sudden, with wandering eyes, the sexual insect froze as her eyes locked onto something. “You know what? Just because you’re going to be enjoying yourself, Twilight, doesn’t mean I can’t.”

While confused at first, Twilight watched her horn glow, and watched a familiar bottle of condiment float over. Is she-?

She was. With a radiant grin, Chrysalis flipped the bottle, and started decorating Twilight’s body with yellow. First, she drizzled the sauce over her big, bouncy teats, laughing at the mare flinching once cool mustard hit her nipples, and then, she moved it up and down her, letting it sink into the pony’s sweaty chest-fur. To finish, she let some leak down onto Twilight’s sopping wet snatch too, making the tasty even tastier.

And when that was done, she was ready to dig in.

Oh, this’ll be more than fun! Lowering her head, under Twilight’s grimacing gaze, Chrysalis began.

“AAAAAHHHHNN!” The bug’s long tongue started at her teats, and prepared for a feast. Indulgently, it slid along them, and as it slurped up a mix of mustard and mare sweat, the oversized thing forced sensations Twilight had only ever dreamt of to course through Twilight and her sensitive crotchboobs. “AAHHN! S-STOP IT! UUAGGH!”

Chrysalis’s tongue shamelessly lavished the things with pleasure, and didn’t let an inch of them go untouched. She tongue-bathed their base, the sweaty crack down the middle of them, and then back over her hard nipples to finish it all off, all while Twilight’s throatily moaned for her to stop.

The Princess of Friendship sounded like the biggest slut in the Crystal Empire.

Having thoroughly cleaned them, leaving Twilight a mess, Chrysalis pulled back before moving on, smiling down at her captive victim. “Enjoying yourself?”

“F-Fuck you… I-If you’re doing this to make me horny, you’re… f-f-failing.” That was perhaps the biggest lie the mare had ever said. Chrysalis and her tongue were… doing things to her, things that made her writhe against the guards holding her down, and not in a bad way. Regardless, she refused to give in, no matter how much her body was screaming out for the changeling.

“I’m sure.” Soon after, Queen Chrysalis went back to it. Her tongue hotly ran along Twilight belly and chest, and while nectar gushed out of the pony, she kept uselessly resisting, and kept moaning and moaning and moaning as she was teased.

After Chrysalis was done with her chest and belly, she pulled back once more, overjoyed. This was a delicacy she’d never even fathomed she’d get to enjoy, and she was delighted that soon she’d be getting to enjoy it whenever she wanted.

If Twilight were more perceptive right now instead of pathetically horny, maybe she would have noticed the unsheathed thing throbbing between Chrysalis’s legs.

With all that done though, that left only one place left to indulge in. “You know, Twilight, if you beg nicely I’ll let you cum.”

The offer was so, so tempting. The princess was desperate for any sort of relief, and the bug was offering it up to her on a platter, but that voice of resistance screamed from the back of her mind, and was the only thing keeping her sane at this point. So Twilight refused. “I… I’ll never give into you… you monster.”

Her voice was weak, and her will was weaker. Even Twilight wasn’t sure if she was lying or not. It didn’t matter to Chrysalis though. “We’ll see.” Hiding her thrill behind her devious smirk, Chrysalis lowered her head down between two big purple thighs until she felt the pungent heat radiating from the needy pony pussy on her muzzle. The bug licked her lips.

“N-No, wait! Chrysalis, please! I- AAAAAAANNNGGHH” An agonising eruption of pleasure burst from Twilight’s cunt as her favourite tongue slid up the centre of her poor little hole’s lips, and though Twi had tried holding herself back, nothing could contain the sudden spray of mare-cum that blasted out of her. N-NO! DON’T!

She came all over Chrysalis’s face, and the bug was happy to receive it. “Mmm! Delicious!” It was, mustard mixed with Twilight’s cum was an acquired taste, but one she couldn’t get enough of, so hungering for more, Chrysalis went back in for another taste.

Placing her long, thick tongue at the entrance to Twilight’s cavern, in one harsh, sudden movement, she pushed it inside her victim’s welcoming hole, where she was gifted with an abundance of her slutty juices ripe for the devouring.

She knew this’d be tasty, but she’d underestimated just how tasty Twilight’s love was.

Meanwhile… “NGAAAAAAUUUUUGHH!” The big, squirming tongue entering her virgin cunt was unlike anything Twilight had felt before, and in all the best ways possible. Long and large, squirming and writhing, it quickly dug its way deeper and deeper up her snatch, and she couldn’t hold in the whorish moans that Chrysalis’s cunnilingus forced out of her. “UUUNNGGHH! AAHH! N-NNNNNNNGGAAHHH!”

To one of them, it felt so good! And to the other, it tasted delectable!

So it went on, and on, and on.

For minutes that felt like hours, the queen held no mercy for the princess’s pussy. She licked and tongued and indulged on the pony’s juices only to dig in more and be rewarded for her efforts, all while getting a muzzle-full of the intoxicating stench of the slutty mare’s need.

And speaking of slutty mares… “AUUGGN! AHHHHH! NGGGAAAHHH! UUUGGGGHHHH!” Twilight’s moans filled the dining hall as she was forcibly tongued. It’s so good! It’s so good! Why the hay is it so fucking good?! Even if she could fight back now, she wouldn’t. She needed more of Chrysalis, and that’s why it came as a disappointment to them both when, after only a few minutes more, Chrysalis stopped and slowly backed off, slipping her slimy thing out of the mare’s delicious cunt. Wh-What?! She’s stopping?! Why is she stopping?!

Twilight couldn’t believe herself. That was the most violating, perverted thing that’d ever happened to her, and yet here she was, craving for it to never end.

Her every atom, every single speck of her being was horny. It all craved Chrysalis, and she did too.

But wasn’t it wrong for her to be in such desperate need for the bug she despised?

Twilight decided she didn’t care. With these thoughts plaguing her mind and this all-encompassing desperation for her greatest enemy, she couldn’t care less. All she could think about was getting more.

Back down between her forcibly spread legs, a familiar face, now covered in her cum, rose back up to where she’d been before, grinning down at the writhing, twitching mass of pleasured pony. The Twilight that resisted her was gone now, with the mare broken by the addicting need for more and more pleasure. Her face was adorable as she looked at her, silently begging. She was sure if she asked the slut to beg she would.

And if she was this horny, that only meant one thing. She’s ready.

Licking the delicious nectar off of her muzzle, the queen turned to her disciples still dutifully restraining the princess. They were all very erect by this point. She’d have to send them down to the barracks later as a reward for this, letting them satisfy their pent-up needs with the changeling cumdump that used to be called ‘Shining Armor’.

But that was for later, she had something much, much more important for them to do now. “Hold her still.”

As Twilight panted, now spreading her legs willingly in the hopes that it’d coerce the changeling back down there, she watched as the bigger quadruped leant over her, and saw as her horn started glowing a deep, villainous green. But she wasn’t thinking about that. Chrysalis… Just go back down there… Please…

Oh, but Chrysalis had something much better in mind. “It’s time, Twilight. I hope you enjoyed your pathetic, meaningless life as a pony, but I’m sure we’ll have plenty more fun together as mother and daughter; as breeder and broodmare; as queen and incubator~”

The bug’s magic kept charging until it was almost blinding, before gently, she tapped the tip of her horn against Twilight’s.

And so, the corruption began.

While the last flicker of Twilight’s will tried telling her what was happening was wrong, the mare’s body didn’t resist, and starting from her horn, the blackness of the changelings began consuming her.

First, her horn broke, and twisted and cracked violently before resembling Chrysalis’s own, and from there, it kept spreading. Her purple fur started to shed, leaving only pitch-black skin in its wake, her mane and tail became thinner, losing so much of their life and colour, her wings lost their feathers, transforming into the transparent chitin all changelings’ wings had, and lastly, her limbs gained holes, deforming as the cursed spell finished, and the blackness enveloped her entirely.

This was the Changeling Queen’s plan all along, and it had worked perfectly.

When Chrysalis moved back and stared at her greatest creation, the purple eyes of another bug stared back at her.

Twilight.

Her newest daughter and newest broodmare.

With roaming eyes, she appreciated her own work. Even after the transformation, the mare’s body was still as stellar as ever, with big, bubbly teats and plenty of poundable plumpness in all the right areas. She was still cute too, and more importantly, was once again staring lustily at the royal bug as her juices leaked out of her.

She looked like the very definition of a changeling eggdump, and so, the guards holding her down released her, leaving her at Chrysalis’s mercy.

And she grinned salaciously down at her. “Twilight, are you finally ready for your new life in my hive?”

The new Twilight didn’t know. Was she? Something felt very wrong, like she didn’t know who she was, but a few words rose to her lips anyway, and escaped before she could stop them. “Yes, my queen.” It felt wrong saying that, but at the same time, it felt so right!

What was happening with her?

Her mother didn’t seem to care, as her smile only grew wider. “I’m glad, and you know your place in my hive, don’t you?”

Innately, like it was a part of her very being, she knew. “Yes, my queen. I am your daughter and broodmare. I receive and birth my queen’s eggs. That is my purpose.” A distant voice in the back of Twilight’s mind was screaming, but she ignored it.

This was her purpose. She was the queen’s loyal incubator.

Wasn’t she?

“Yes. It is. You live to service me and my cock, and nothing brings you pleasure more than obeying your mother and being filled with her brood.”

Yes. I love obeying my mother. I love being filled with her brood. This all felt so natural, but it felt like Twilight was forgetting something, wasn’t she?

Chrysalis didn’t think so. “Good. Now are you ready, Twilight?”

With her legs still spread, even when they weren’t being held there, Twilight answered. “Ready for what, my queen?”

Plap!

“Ready to be filled with my young.”

Staring down, jaw-dropped, Twilight stared at the humongous changeling-cock that Chrysalis let drop noisily onto her teats.

“Like what you see?” For better or for worse, she did. The thing was huge, hard, throbbing, girthy, and everything Twilight had known Chrysalis’s dick would be. Green in colour and almost glowing as it pulsated above her massive testicles, it stood out so prominently from the pitch black sheath it was kept within, but that just made its size stand out more.

It fit Chrysalis perfectly. It was the perfect tool to break and breed mares, and as the big bug started slowly grinding herself on Twi’s tits, the former pony could only realise something:

She’d forgotten how horny she was, and now that she remembered, the arousal came back with a vengeance! “Y-Yes, my queen, I like what I see.”

What was she saying? The voice of reason kept trying to speak up, but it kept going ignored.

“You should be honoured. Few mares have been lucky enough to be bred by my royal ovipositor~” Chrysalis looked like she couldn’t wait, but so did Twilight. Her body had long stopped trying to escape, and instead, Twilight’s legs only spread wider.

Twilight the changeling wasn’t going to even try and stop Chrysalis, and worst of all, she didn’t want to.

Immensely enjoyable pleasure worked through her as the bug kept grinding on her breasts, and she openly moaned at the affection, but soon, Chrysalis slipped her hefty member off of them, and after drawing her hips back, she placed her flared tip at the drenched hole. Her pussy was practically begging to be mated. “Are you ready to receive my eggs, Twilight?”

Twilight hesitated. Why did a part of her not want to? What was wrong with her. Regardless, she answered. “…Y-Yes, my queen.”

“There is no need to be so formal. I am your mother, regard me as such.”

“…Yes, mother. I… I’m ready to receive your eggs…”

“Good girl~” Only then, when her daughter had submitted, did Chrysalis prepare to buck into her, but something caught her eye first, and she stopped herself. Well, just because my new little egg factory is going to be enjoying herself doesn’t mean I can’t~

Her horn lit up again, and what did it grab?

The mustard of course.

Tipping the bottle, she let it ooze out, and dribbled the sauce all over her sausage. Twilight’s whorish hole was dripping wet as it was, so she didn’t need the yellow lube, but she wanted it, and that was enough.

When her oversized ovipositor was covered in the stuff, she was ready, and carelessly, Chrysalis tossed the bottle to the side before she pulled her hips back and-

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHNNNNGGGG!” As Chrysalis slammed herself all the way to the hilt in the smaller changeling, stuffing the entirety of her massive cock in her in one indulgent thrust, Twilight Sparkle cried out for the entire Crystal Empire to hear.

The big, fat bug-cock was truly huge! Its girth stretched out the tight grip of the mare’s virgin snatch, but the overabundance of lubrication made it more than easy to push past Twilight’s entrance, through Twilight’s hymen, and straight into Twilight’s womb!

And as Chrysalis got her dick squeezed by the tight hold of the pussy she was forcing around her, Twilight was made to feel every inch of her.

Every.

Single.

Massive.

Inch.

…She loved it.

“AAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHHHHNNNN!” The pony threw her head back in pleasure. It was incredible! After being filled so thoroughly, so deeply, she knew nothing could ever hope to compare to being bred by her mother’s member.

It was a brutal, overwhelming, mind-breaking pleasure unlike any other, and Twilight needed more, needed to keep serving her purpose.

The voice in the back of Twilight’s head tried begging for it to stop, begging to get it out of her, but she thusly went ignored.

Meanwhile, Chrysalis smiled evilly at how pathetically desperate her ‘greatest enemy’ was as her marehood clung down to her, making her hum in satisfaction. “Mmmmm! Are you enjoying yourself now, Twilight? Have you finally learnt your place?”

“Angh! Y-Yes, mother! You feel- Ngh! Amazing!” And reborn mare didn’t deny her own euphoria. It felt like Chrysalis belonged inside of her, spreading pure bliss through every part of her as her tip kissed her innermost depths. It should’ve felt wrong, Chrysalis’s oversized dong should’ve been painful, or at least undesirable, but here the corrupted Twilight was, craving more of it and longing to serve the yellow-covered cock.

But of course she wanted to do that. It was her life’s purpose to do whatever her mother wanted of her.

She loved obeying her.

She lived to obey her and serve her.

That is my purpose.

Something felt so right about knowing that, even though some strange part of her rejected it vehemently.

But Twilight ignored the confusing thoughts that told her Chrysalis was bad, rejecting them in favour of-

“AAAAUUUNNNGGGHH!” Unstoppable waves of pleasure pulsed through Twilight as her studly queen pulled herself back out of her. It wasn’t gentle, and Chrysalis clearly didn’t care whether or not Twilight was hurt as she yanked her thick dick out of her hole, but Twilight didn’t care.

She loved it anyway.

“NGGUUAAH! AAHN! IT FEELS SO GOOD! NGGH!” It did, and their spicy makeshift lube only overwhelmed her senses even more, so the new and breedable Twilight was stuck in a state of lustful delirium.

Then, her queen began to push back in, clearly enjoying herself as she fucked her brood’s body and not caring about hiding it from the other changelings that watched them copulate. “MMMHH! Yes! Take it, you royal whore! Moan so loud Celestia can hear you getting filled with my young!”

Even though, she definitely couldn’t, Twilight sure tried.

No! Th-This isn’t right! Stop it! Stop enjoying it! The dwindling voice in Twilight’s mind, the last shred of the old her that wanted to feel friendship instead of eggs inside of her, it was getting quieter and quieter, losing the battle against Chrysalis’s cock as the bug hilted in her, and then got to pulling out and pushing back in again.

Each thrust and hungry pull, they were all accompanied by the two’s shameless noises of pleasure, but they weren’t going anywhere, not when each drive in and out only got faster, and faster, and faster.

As Chrysalis kept fucking her greatest enemy turned favourite fucktoy, their sloppy noises of love only got louder. “Mmmm! Learn your place, Twilight! It won’t be long before you learn to enjoy your new life serving your mother’s needs as her personal broodmare!”

Helpless, Twilight kept taking the relentless onslaught of cock, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. “AHN! Y-YES MOTHER! LET ME SERVE YOU! IMPREGNATE ME WITH YOUR YOUNG AND MAKE YOUR BROODMARE’S BELLY NICE AND BIG!PLEASE!”

The slutty moaning that was music to Chrysalis’s ears weren’t the only sounds being made by the two; not in the slightest. They moaned and groaned and both made sure Twilight knew her new place as an egg factory, but besides that, the squishy, wet noises of the smaller one’s pussy being pounded also resounded through the room, alongside the sounds of fat changeling asscheeks being clapped by a certain queen’s bucking hips.

In other words, what began as a breeding became the ruthless fucking it was destined to become, and over, and over, and over again, Chrysalis thrust in and out of Twilight’s mustardy hole, forcing euphoria through them both as the two fat, swinging egg-sacs got ready to unload themselves into her.

“NGH! Are you ready, Twilight?! Are you ready to fulfil your true purpose as your Queen’s faithful sex servant?” Chrysalis gave it her all. When her strong yet curvy hips swung, they mashed barbarically against Twilight’s own, but only because she could feel it. As her heavy sack swung back and forth into her drone’s ponut, she could feel her orgasm building in her cock, and drove herself towards it furiously, no matter how sore her broodmare’s asscheeks were by now.

But said broodmare didn’t mind. If anything, it was only more pleasure to keep ruining her as it melted her mind. She couldn’t even get any words out anymore, Twilight only moaned loudly and abrasively as her face kept the expression of a mare being fucked silly.

Back to Chrysalis, her desperation was growing stronger. She was getting closer, and closer, but her ruthlessness wasn’t for nothing, as soon, when she ploughed her hips forward one final time- “NGGGUUUUAAAAGGGHHHH!”

Stuffed deep in Twilight’s womb, the queen’s ovipositor remained, before another deep moan burst from Chrysalis’s muzzle, and the first egg was brought through her. It rose from her ballsack, and as it squeezed its was out of her hole, widening her girth as it went, pure bliss engulfed them both.

It had been far too long since Chrysalis had gotten to breed a mare, especially one as tight and desirable as her newest child, but she regretted nothing, nothing at all as the first egg blasted from her tip, and plenty more followed.

Meanwhile, as Twilight the egg-factory got filled like the royal eggdump she was, the crying out of the old Twilight’s will faded into nothing but the new one’s whorish moans and mumbled words of worship, before disappearing completely. That mare was gone, what was left was a disciple getting to live out her life’s purpose as a royal incubator.

Fuck friendship, she now had her new mother and her new purpose in life.

This was perfect, and if she was still her prisoner, she never wanted to escape.

Minutes? Hours? Nobug knew how long they stayed there, breeder and broodmare, but when Chrysalis was finally done pumping out fertile eggs for Twilight to gestate, she pulled out, and stared down at her work in pride once more.

The corrupt former alicorn looked even better now. She was still as hot and breedable as when made into a changeling, but with the main difference of a huge, filled-up belly where her old purple one was not too long ago. I must’ve been more pent-up than I’d thought… Not that she seems to have minded~

Lying unconscious, Twilight must have passed out at some point when eggs were filling her up, being left with a crazed face of love all over her.

It didn’t matter though. Her purpose was complete. Soon the big-bellied mare would wake up, let her powerful DNA mix with that of Chrysalis’s, and when the eggs were ready to be hatched, she’d birth them, only to receive another batch as deep as where the old ones had been.

Surely now, Chrysalis would be unstoppable. She’d forever taken her claim over one of the alicorn princesses, and only more were soon to come…

She could only hope, anyway.

Regardless, her and Twilight were bound to have plenty more fun in the future.

She’d make sure of it!

“Take her to my new bedchambers. I have plenty to teach her when she soon wakes~”

Day 12

“I’m ever so sorry, I don’t know what to tell you but she isn’t here.” It wasn’t just like any other day in the Crystal Empire.

It wasn’t every day the princesses Celestia and Luna came over to see their own princess.

And stood in the Crystal Castle’s throne room, alongside five of the ‘Mane 6’ and Spike the dragon, they all looked up at the concerned Princess Cadance frowning down at them. “Yes, I invited Twilight, but she never arrived. I just thought she hadn’t wanted to come, or was too busy.”

Obviously, this wasn’t the real Cadance. She was miles and miles away in a changeling pod back at the Hive. It wasn’t even Chrysalis either, it was just some random changeling drone putting on an act of troubled worry for the missing Princess Twilight.

But Twilight wasn’t within miles of here either.

Where was she? Well…

“Please, your highness, just through here.” Far, far away from her former friends, Twilight was being led through dark, ever-changing corridors, but she wasn’t the same Twilight that she knew.

No, the mare had done plenty of changing since she’d last seen them.

The egghead had long since embraced her role as an egg-holder now, and it showed. Her fat cheeks had grown fatter, her thick thighs thicker, and her giant, swollen teats hung far lower than they ever had before, only beaten by the big, black, bloated belly she had.

If only her friends could see what’s become of her, who once was a brilliant and capable pony mare, now the prime example of a plump, pregnant changeling minion loyal to the mother of her young.

With great difficulty and some assistance, the mother-to-be got herself acquainted into the birthing seat that spread her legs wide to the room, and from there, she got ready to push out her first ever batch of her lively changeling spawn.

It was incredible, and she didn’t hide how pleasurable it was the entire way through as she strenuously birthed each and every egg ready to hatch.

They were a deep purple, far from the familiar green of all other changeling eggs.

And then, after it was over and her pregnant belly tried returning back to how it had been before, Twilight headed straight in the direction of the throne room, with her first litter being whisked off away to be tended to.

She’d see to them later, but first…

“Ahh~ If it isn’t my favourite daughter! I take it the birthing process went well.” From up high, looking down on all those beneath her, Chrysalis looked fondly at her one and only broodmare. They’d done so much in the short time since she’d knocked-up Twilight, nothing could ever hope to sway Twilight’s loyalties now.

“Yes, mother. I squeezed them all out just for you!” Jubilantly, Twilight cried it out for all to hear, aware of the desperate dripping coming from between her two pudgy cheeks. She’d had plenty of love to feast on since being ‘reformed’, mustard too.

And speaking of love, up above, Twilight could definitely see Chrysalis smugly pushing her ovipositor out from her sheath. “Then why don’t you come up here and take your reward?”

With a leaking pussy, she did.

The throne room was soon filled with the sounds of another royal breeding, and Twilight bouncing joyously on her mother’s cock as the entire hive was welcome to watch as a second load of eggs flooded her womb.

Author's Note

Commission #2 down! The smutty story filled with eggs and mustard is completed!

I’m definitely increasing the price of my commissions after this. After the amount of work I’m putting into each of them, I think I’m allowed it.