Author's Notes:

After reading Ocalhoun's story Change is Good, I was bothered by the level of childishness Luna and Chrysalis showed. The only one of the three that showed any maturity was Celestia, and she seemed to encourage this childish behavior. It worried me, and I swore the fic had a possibility for a dark tag if you dug deep enough. A few people complained about my saying such, but when Ocal put up this contest, I had to do this. I'm not sorry, Oca, you forced my hand here.

I will apologize to anyone else though, It's gonna be "A Father's Love" all over again.

Chrysie hid in the rafters, stifling a giggle as she sent waited for her pursuer. It had taken a bit of work, but Lulu and Chrysie had finally managed to convince Tia to join in. It was good to get away from her boring paperwork every now and again. It's not like it would go anywhere, right?

The changeling queen was currently hiding in the stallion's locker room. The location was chosen not for her amusement, but because Tia couldn't enter without pulsing a bit of lust as she watched the stallions showering even if she was invisible. Chrysie peaked down to the door, her eyes passing over several muscular stallions as they washed the sweat of a hard days work away. One was even turned in a way that gave the queen a clear view of his sheath, but it wasn't like she cared. she had more important things to worry about. Like watching for Tia to open the door and enter under and invisibility spell.

She waited for nearly ten minutes with her gaze locked on the door before she was distracted. She heard something, a grunting as the last stallion in the showers worked his hooves rapidly. The queen frowned. The stallion's motions pulled at her memories, memories of things she'd done in the past. She tried grasping at them, tried to find what they were linked to. There was darkness, there were eggs, hunger and ponies in coc-

"Boo!" a voice whispered into her ear, causing the queen to shriek in mock-fear and bolt for the door. Tia was right behind her; she had to make it to the safe-spot! The changeling tore from the barracks, the heavy hoof-falls of her pursuer spurring her to greater speeds. She took a tight turn, hearing the larger mare slipping on the marble tiles as her greater mass caused her to slide on the slick floor. She took another turn, ran under a table, and smiled brightly as her goal came into sight. She squealed in triumph, nearly bowling over a laughing Luna who was already there, prancing around in the designated area and reveling in her victory.

"Rats, you made it. I'll get you next time, mark my words!" Celestia said with a laugh, walking up to the other mares and nuzzling them lovingly.

"It's time for lunch, are you hungry?"

"I'm starving!" Luna replied happily, still giggling from the high of her victory. "It's lasagna night tonight too, right?"

"It is, Lulu. Unfortunately, that's not till tonight," the white alicorn said, giving her smaller sister a nuzzle. "Now lets go, lunch is going to be cold by the time we get there."

The three made their way to the dining hall, Lulu giggling as she darted between Celestia's legs as a makeshift obstacle course. The changeling mare smiled for a moment before a frown crept across her face. Luna was...wasn't she just a little younger than Tia? With a second blink to focus, she looked back at the form of Celestia, the queen barely clearing the alicorn mare's knees. Chrysie squinted, deep in thought. It was odd, she could have sworn she was taller. She thought she remembered others, looking down on them. She remembered looking Tia almost face to face. She'd always looked up at the tall mare, but the queen could have sworn it wasn't always this bad.

The door to her left swung open and the group walked in, the smells of lunch grabbing the mare's attention and causing her to loose her thoughts. She giggled and took her seat, a few sweets infused with love energy her meal. Lulu pouted at the unfairness, staring at her salad and complained about not having enough dressing. At least the blue alicorn could enjoy the various foods that the chefs could prepare. Chrysie was stuck with whatever held love energy best, and that meant a small selection of sweets. Celestia sat between them, a larger salad for her larger form. The three ate without comment once the meal began, and upon finishing, Chrysie found a napkin wiping a bit of stray frosting from her muzzle. She turned to find Tia doing the same to Lulu, though the alicorn of the night complained and swatted it away with a hoof. It drew a laugh from the shape shifter, who immediately disappeared into a flash of green fire.

"No, don't touch me! I am the night!" the queen teased, imitating Luna perfectly both in shape and voice.

Lulu crossed her forelegs and pouted more, and Celestia broke out into her own set of giggles at the antics of the smaller mares.

"Alright you two. That's enough for now, time for a nap."

Chrysie rolled her eyes. She was older than that, she didn't need a, a-

A yawn broke her train of thought, the motion being seconded by Luna across from her. The mares were set gently on Celestia's back and snuggled into her wings. Tia was just so soft and warm. It would be okay to sleep like this.

It had been several days since Chrysie had seen Lulu, and she was beginning to get worried. Not only that, but Tia wasn't able to play either, so she was left in the care of Aunt Cady. The pink alicorn reminded the changeling of something, but when she tried to ask the pony about it, she seemed hesitant, and tasted nervous. The third day came along and like all the others, Chrysie started the day the same.

"Can I play with Luna?"

"No Chrysie, Lulu's not, feeling well."

"Can I play with Tia?"

"Tia's taking care of Lulu, Chrysie."

The changeling pouted, shoving her doll away as she sat on her bed. It was only a few inches from the ground, just barely high enough for her to hide under if she wanted to and she'd done that several times to watch if Aunt Cady got worried. She did the first time, but afterwards it was like she could sense the foal, tracking her down like a dog. It brought a pout to the filly's face, but it was quickly replaced by a feeling...a feeling she thought she'd had for a while now.

"Aunt Cady, why are you mad at me?"

"It's nothing, Chrysie, look, I brought you a new game!" the pink alicorn said, the worry on the nymph's face fading in an instant as her eyes tracked the new distraction. She felt a quick burst of relief from the mare, but dismissed it. She'd never played Candyland before! The filly quickly selected her piece and set it on the board, looking to the alicorn expectantly. It wasn't much, but the older mare did give her a reassuring smile. It was strange though, it almost felt like the smile was more for her own benefit than Chrysie's.

After another few days, and slowly becoming more and more irritated at the pink alicorn continuously stopping her from finding her friends, Chrysie was led through the halls to meet Tia again. It was a wonderful feeling, the nymph chittering happily from her place on Cadance's back as she watched the doorways pass by. Doors, doors, and more doors. How did the Aunt Cady know which one was the right one? She couldn't sense Tia and Lulu like a changeling could, right? That meant she had to be really really good at memo, mezm, morma, remembering stuff.

Chrysie giggled lightly. That was a pretty big word, right? She could be proud of that one, and maybe she'd teach it to Lulu.

The pink mare stopped before a large, ornate door and knocked three times, the sound echoing around them. Chrysie's ears flattened against her head; why did it seem so loud? Maybe her hearing was just a bit sensitive at the moment. A voice that sounded like Tia called them in, and Aunt Cady opened the door with her magic.

The room was dark when they entered, and Cadance quickly picked Chrysie up in her aura, depositing the young queen on the marble floor. The queen blinked as her eyes adjusted, soon spotting the relaxing form of Tia laying upon the bed, her wings splayed out limply. The white alicorn raised her head from her mattress and looked at Chrysie with a stare that made the queen squirm in need. It was love, so much love, so much better than that stuff she'd had to eat or what she'd managed to nibble from the pink alicorn.

"Thank you Cadance. I'll take it from here," Tia said, her eyes moving from Chrysie to the pink mare.

"Are, are you certain about this Aunty?" Aunt Cady asked Tia, drawing a confused look from the shape shifter.

Tia smiled lovingly at them.

"Of course, dear. After all, I do this out of love."

"I know, Aunt Celestia," Cadance answered, turning to leave. As she walked away, the nymph heard her mumble something else, something that sent shivers down her spine for some reason.

"That's what scares me."

The pink alicorn walked out the door and closed it behind her, where it shut with a resounding click. Chrysalis frowned at the door. This situation was off. She squeaked in surprise when a golden aura surrounded her, levitating her closer to the large alicorn currently reclining on the bed. She landed lightly, and Celestia nuzzled her and smiled sweetly. It was just so warm near the mare, and Chrysie wanted nothing more than to bask in this warmth for the rest of the day.

"Are you ready for the final step, my little Chrysie?" she whispered softly, lifting herself to a sitting position.

A mewl of disappointment reached the nymphs ears, bringing her attention to a blue alicorn filly currently sitting on the bed, looking sleepily back at her. A small trail of milk leaked from her lips, and she smacked her jaws as she awoke. The nymphs eyes traced from the filly to the larger mare's teats, one of the swollen dugs leaking a small line of the pearly liquid in the absence of the filly.

The changeling stumbled back, something about the situation screaming to her danger sense. She turned to the door, but remembered it was locked. There was no way she would be able to reach the handle like this, and her magic wasn't, it was...

"What, what's going on, Tia... no, I feel funny. Why?" the shape shifter muttered, falling back onto her rump.

"Ssh, it's alright, Chrysie, Tia's going to make it all better, I promise. Just one last dose." the Celestia said, drawing forth a small glass of a glowing liquid. It wasn't much, but it still made her back away. It was bad, it was dangerous, it-

"It will make it all better, Chrysie. I promise," the large mare soothed. "You trust me, right? you trust Momma Tia, don't you?"

The glass floated to her lips, and she tried turning away, but the aura held her still. She sniffled a bit in fear but opened her mouth. Momma Tia wouldn't hurt her, she loved Chrysie too much. She could trust Momma.

The filly drank the glowing fluid, feeling a strange fuzziness spreading through her body. She watched her momma smiling at her, and she smiled back. It would all be okay. Momma knew best. Momma's radiant happiness washed over her, leaving a warm feeling all over the nymph as she smiled sleepily at the alicorn.

"All the hate, all the hunger, all the pain, all those memories of bad times, they'll all go away," Momma told her. "I'll make it all better, just like I did for little Lulu. You'll be sisters now, and you'll never, ever have to be alone again. I promise."

The huge mare stood before the nymph, towering over her for but a moment before she sat down again, this time with her rear legs splayed in what was likely an uncomfortable position. Momma flicked her tail, and something was pulled out, a large, dripping rod that was oddly shaped, one that brought up fleeting images to the nymph, images that were, memories? Chrysie shook her head, looking at the large hole that was revealed. She felt Momma push her towards it, felt a need to be closer to Momma, to be warm and safe. The closer she came to the tunnel, the safer she felt. She could smell Momma, could hear Momma's heart beat, could see the walls of the tunnel pulse with every beat of Momma's heart. She set a single hoof in the slick tunnel and it shuddered, a soft spasm of the silky flesh.

"Go on, Momma will keep you safe. I promise."

Following Momma's instructions she leaned in, the slimy passage easily accommodating her. Just as her rear hooves were entering it clenched, the tunnel holding the filly in place for a moment. Chrysie panicked, but a soft hum from Momma calmed her, reminded her where she was. She was with momma, she was safe. She breathed deeply and all she could smell was Momma. Momma and all the love she had for her Chrysie. A push from small hooves at her rear caused her to try to turn, but she couldn't. The tunnel hadn't eased up, it was now pulsing, slowly pulling her deeper into the warmth. She let the last bit of tension fade from her limp form as the muscles carried her forward. Momma would take care of her; Momma would keep her safe.

Celestia felt the changeling being pulled inside, focusing deeply on the muscles at work. It had taken her a long time to learn this, and she couldn't make any mistakes. The potion was both to slow the nymphs biology and to soften its body, allowing it to accept her and take nourishment from her body in a way a pony could, as well as avoiding the issue of the nymphs horn stabbing her on its journey. She felt an odd pressure at her rear and paused in her pulling, looking behind her to see Lulu pushing the queen in further. Celestia's horn lit up as she pulled the filly away from her marehood, not wanting an accident to occur. She could control the pulses, but not that well.

"Careful Lulu, I don't wan to accidentally grab you too," she cooed.

The filly shakily pushed forward though, moving right back up to her winking sex.

"W-wanna be wit Cry-Cry."

The white mare watched her for a moment, not letting go of the blue alicorn with her magic. With a sigh, she released Luna, allowing the small filly to follow her only real friend into the Tia's depths.

'It will be better this way anyhow,' Celestia thought to herself, her focus totally on the two lumps being pulled into her body. 'Two sisters, real sisters, sharing warmth, sharing their childhood, sharing their love. They'll never be alone again. I'll make certain of it.'

She shuddered as they were pulled into her womb, the opening held wide by a spell she'd cast earlier. It was supposed to better a mare's chances for pregnancy by allowing more semen into the deepest chamber, but it served her purpose. She slumped into her sheets, perspiration racing down her coat as the two lumps settled into position. The spells and potions she'd taken and used would allow them to adapt, and she would keep them safe while their bodies and minds adjusted. Cadance would watch the throne, and Celestia would spend time with her new daughters. With one last smile, the mare nuzzled her own barrel, knowing they were safe. They were finally safe inside her.

"Princess, there's been an incident!" a voice called from the door.

The alicorn sighed in exasperation before using a quick spell to clean up the bed and herself. She shifted and settled herself heavily on the bed once more, facing the door to her room lazily. With a flick of her magic, the privacy spells and lock vanished.

"It's open."

"Your highness," the guard said, bowing low. "There was another break in, Chrysalis' room this time. There's been no sighting of the intruder though, nor of the changeling. If we find either, we'll be sure to apprehend them and-"

"Apprehend the attempted assassin you mean?" the Princess of the Sun interrupted with a scowl. "Chrysalis is not a threat to Equestria, I made certain of that. Tell me, Cadance was just with Chrysalis not an hour ago. Are you telling me you've already given up looking for her attacker? Or is it similar to the one who broke into Luna's room several days ago? The one who somehow managed to break into the room in broad daylight with full patrols running in the area?"

The stallion stammered, shifting nervously in place. The white alicorn dismissed him with a derisive sniff.

"It's a good thing I'm immune to most attacks, otherwise I would fear for my own safety with such incompetent guards. I'll be speaking to Shining Armor in a few days about improving the standards of the Royal Guard, starting with finding out who the fools that keep letting assassins into my home and then not even catch a glimpse of them! The most recent guards seem to be lacking lately. Sorely lacking!"

As the guard turned and beat a hasty retreat, Tia once more nuzzled her barrel. She'd keep Luna and Chrysie safe, safe from the ponies who hated them, safe from the blades of the assassins, safe from all the hatred and fear in the world. It would take time, but those who hated them would pass on, and history could be altered. For now they were safe, safe from any and all of the dangers the world could throw at them.

No one would take them from her again.

Ever