The Erotic Life of the Smallest Changeling

Contains: micro, informative, clean

Alex laid on the bedsheets for awhile. His breathing had long since been tamed, but his mind still raced. He was conflicted about what to do. If he stayed he would get to sleep with, not just a woman, but a queen. Then there was the risk of dying in the process. Or what about the fact that she was just using him to fulfill her own sexual fantasies? She didn't really care about him, she only cared about herself and that was no less hurtful to Alex.

He rolled onto his hooves and observed how the bed stretched in all directions for a ways. He still couldn't use magic and he hadn't gotten a chance to ask her about it. Groaning, he looked up. If this was a home there had to be a door, right? He just had to find the darn thing. With a goal now in mind Alex began his intense search by unfurling his wings...

The kitchen had high counters and a fridge, but no door. The tub room was big and smooth, but it didn't have a door. The bathroom had a toilet and a sink of a slightly altered design, but no door. The study had lots of knowledge locked away in books he was too small to move, but no door. Alex was getting hysteric at this point. There had to be a way out of this place!! His last options were the empty room and the living room, but the living room only had two couches and a small coffee table. So Alex turned around and headed for the empty room. It was the only place left. The exit had to be there.

...it wasn't...

Alex screamed as he flailed his hooves in the air. How was this possible? How could you have a house with no windows and no entrance? It was impossible. Alex was trapped in a bubble with no way out. His captor would be returning soon and he did not want to see her again, especially after her last threat, but how was she getting in and out? Alex simply couldn't wrap his brain around the paradox, there must have been a loophole somewhere in this conundrum. So he began searching every nook and cranny in the empty room, suspecting there was a button or a secret switch somewhere.

While pressing against one of the walls, Alex found his hoof suddenly passed right through the solid rock. "What was that?" he asked no one in particular, stepping back to analyze his hoof. He looked at the wall again and tilted his head. Something about this wall was wrong now that he focused on it. The colors didn't quite match the rest of the room and it seemed unnaturally grainy. Alex approached it cautiously and pressed his hoof against its surface again. He expected to hit a solid substance but instead his body phased into the solid mass. He fell over from the unexpected event and landed with a muffled smack on a dusty stone floor.

Looking up from his position on the floor, only a foot in front of him was a massive black door. It was made of a sturdy looking metal and had ridiculously complicated looking patterns scratched into the metal. Like hieroglyphics from Egypt, they appeared to be some kind of picture writing. All thought came to a standstill when Alex realized something. He'd just moved right through a wall. Quickly getting up, he turned around and found said wall was gone and that he could see into Chrysalis's home no problem. His first thought was that of relief now that he'd found a way out that had obviously been hidden from him. On the other hand, he may have broken the illusion. In other words, when Chrysalis returned, she'd immediately know he had escaped.

He'd have to work fast then.

Alex rammed the dark metal and pushed as hard as he could. It didn't budge. Alex pressed his front hooves against the door and he kicked his back hooves with all his might. The door stayed closed. Looking up, he immediately saw the problem: a large door knob and deadbolt. He was not going to be opening this door unless he could get up there and turn the lever on the deadbolt and the knob.

Alex landed on one end of the bar that was the deadbolt, but a new problem reared its ugly head. The seesaw sized metal bar refused to move. Alex's heartbeat began to intensify as he jumped up and down on the end of the latch, but it soon became clear that his micro weight just wasn't enough to turn the latch. He'd need help if he was going to even undo a lock. Then there was the doorknob itself. How was he supposed to turn it when it was twice his size? Alex quickly thought about going under the door, but remembered unfortunately that the door fit perfectly in its frame and there was no space to do so. Unless he could shrink several times smaller, not even his hoof would be sneaking under the door.

Alex was laying on the table in the study, his head hanging over the edge as he looked to the floor below. His desperation and fear had turned into depression and hopelessness. Suicide was actually going through his head. Ironic that he had wings yet contemplated jumping to his death. Assuming Chrysalis's meeting was going to end at five o'clock, he had less than ten minutes to make up his mind. Alex couldn't bring himself to fall however. His fear of dying was stronger than his fear of Chrysalis. He did have the reassurance that when he left the door, the wall illusion came back. Apparently you could only see it from one side.

Sighing in defeat, Chrysalis would indeed get her way and Alex cast all thoughts of just letting himself die aside. It wasn't like he'd ever actually have gone through with it anyway. But if he wasn't able to escape, through death or otherwise, what was he going to do? Was Chrysalis's toy his only possible future?

His sad circle of thoughts suddenly halted when the sound of an iron door opening and closing was heard far away...

Alex was as confused. Chrysalis seemed to be lost in her own mental world as he scrubbed her runway sized back in the bath once more. Whenever he looked at her eyes, they seemed distant, like something was on her mind. Alex guessed that something at the meeting had really gotten to her. For a moment he wanted to comfort her, but he almost slapped himself outright for thinking that way a second later. She was his enemy, why should he want her to feel good ever? Alex suddenly shivered as an image of an angry Chrysalis flashed through his head. Maybe it was a good idea to keep her happy. So he kept scrubbing her back as he had been taught to do. The only difference being she wasn't paying attention to his work. Not even when he stood at the top of her hindquarters did she register that he was done. Alex figured she was just distracted and waited a few moments. The air was thick with steam and the smell of exotic flowers and he kind of enjoyed just sitting there. But he quickly became bored.

"My Queen?" he called out to her.

Chrysalis gave a sudden jump that made Alex flip off into the water. "What are you doing? Where did you go?" she asked.

Her nice rounded rump and long perky tail were obscuring her view of him. He had to swim around before calling out again. "Here my queen!"

"Are you done?" she asked with an angry scowl.

"Yes, your royal back is all clean!" he declared while trying to stay afloat.

"Good," she said simply before she levitated him out of the bath water.

She placed him on the rim of the tub while she rinsed out her fur and Alex waited patiently to see what she'd do next. He had a few questions that he wanted answered, but he didn't want to poke her the wrong way. He'd wait until they were back in her bedroom... assuming she didn't want to do other things there.

Some time later, when they were back in her room, Chrysalis adorned the strange green robe from before. The fluffy black feathers along the edges were funny looking to Alex, and just like last night, she curled up on top of the sheets and left Alex in the center of her half circle. However, her attention was not on him exactly. Again, her eyes had that thousand yard stare. Alex nervously rubbed his arm before he began asking her his questions.

"May I ask you a few things?"

She shook her head as if to clear it. "What?"

"May I ask you about this world?" he lowered his head slightly.

"You may," Chrysalis sighed.

"Why can't I levitate anything?"

She looked at him like he was the biggest idiot in the world. "You are a changeling. Changelings can transform. If you have disguised yourself as a creature without a horn then you cannot use magic."

"How do I use magic?"

Chrysalis rolled her eyes slowly. "You have to make your horn reappear," she huffed.

Alex mentally prepared for his next question. "What happens to me after you win this battle?"

She looked at him for a moment. "You will get a bigger home, a better home, a castle. And we will be all powerful!" she smiled to herself.

"But I won't be free?" He immediately regretted asking that.

"You don't enjoy making your queen happy in a way no other can!?" she spontaneously erupted.

"Of course not my queen, I love pleasing you! It's just that I would like to go outside and see this new world is all!" Even Alex was surprised with how fast he rambled that out or how convincing it sounded.

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow and sunk back a little. "Do you have any other questions?" she asked quietly.

"What happened at the meeting?" he asked her cautiously.

She thought before answering. "There was a bit of trouble with the plan. Apparently, our enemy found out about the attack and is bolstering their defenses in preparation. A new battle plan is being thrown together at the last second to try and compensate for this little... complication."

Alex considered himself lucky. It seemed news like that soured Chrysalis's mood and made her only interested in sleep.