The royal carriage shook as the wheels hit the deep potholes dotting the dirt path, and Twilight sighed in relief; they were close to Ponyville now, close to her castle. Or, as it would be known going forward, Queen Chrysalis and Princess Twilight’s castle. Wait… was she a queen now? Would she be called Queen Twilight? She frowned, finding the idea of being in a station above Celestia to be… unnatural. Her expression didn’t escape her traveling companion.

“What,” Chrysalis chuckled, “still angry about that kiss? I thought it was magical!”

Twilight didn’t answer, she didn’t even look at the changeling; this carriage ride could not end soon enough. She couldn’t remember much after Chrysalis had extracted that freakishly long tongue from her throat: she had almost passed out from embarrassment and oxygen deprivation. She vaguely remembered Celestia and Cadance having to tackle Shining Armor to the ground, the great hall descending into chaos, Chrysalis’ laughter echoing around the white walls… Then the carriage ride, where Chrysalis had teased her without end, even booping her on the nose with her tentacle tongue at one point; but Twilight had remained confined in her pouty silence.

“You know, if you aren’t going to use your mouth for talking, I have a few ideas for how to make use of it…” Chrysalis smiled wide, her freakishly long tongue slithering from her fanged maw.

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” Twilight winced back from the changeling tentacle; it reminded her too much of a snake. She breathed, trying to keep her cool. If she wanted to win over the changeling, she had to remain calm.

“Marvelous!” Chrysalis purred, her tongue retracting back into her mouth like an eel. “So, sweetie, why the long face? Already regretting your little foolish deal?”

Twilight shook her head, thinking back to her status as a possible queen. “No, I was thinking of Princess Celestia…”

“Oh, not an hour into our honeymoon and already you are thinking of other mares, how lovely.” Chrysalis snarked, her smirk growing as Twilight blushed. “Though, I don’t blame you. That big white mule really does look nice: she has curves in all the right places. I wouldn’t mind riding those fat flanks of hers.” She winked at her horrified wife. “I’ll talk to her, see if she’s interested in a threesome.”

Twilight’s cheeks went crimson, and she hid her face behind her hooves.

Chrysalis inhaled, her long green tongue running on her lips. “Hmmm, your embarrassment is delicious; I might get addicted to its taste.” Twilight whimpered, and Chrysalis chuckled darkly. “You know, this wouldn’t have happened if you ponies had just given me what I asked for. My demands were very reasonable.”

Twilight looked up, her eyes narrowed. “You asked for Starlight’s head on a platter.”

“Exactly,” Chrysalis nodded, “I wasn’t even going to make her suffer! I’m so kind sometimes, I amaze myself.”

“What about Thorax, you wanted him alive…”

Chrysalis’ grin grew, the changeling showing off her sharp fangs. Twilight shivered, once again reminded just who she had married: an unrepentant monster, non-reformed, still as evil as she had always been. But, as her wife, it was her job to rein her in; and if possible, even reform her. She sucked in a deep breath, then leveled a flat stare at the twisted changeling.

“You aren’t going to hurt them, or anypony else.” Twilight’s voice was steady. “If you hurt anyone, our engagement is off.”

Chrysalis tilted her head, watching the little alicorn with a neutral expression, then her smile returned. The changeling slowly left her seat, leaning towards Twilight, her maw opening in a nightmarish display of wicked teeth and unnaturally long tongue. Twilight held her assured façade for a few moments, but she couldn’t stop a whimper from escaping her throat when the changeling’s fat slimy tongue brushed against her cheek, leaving a trail of oozing saliva on her coat. She shivered in disgust as the snake-like tentacle met her lips, and she clenched her jaw to deny it entry.

“Hmm, so fierce…” Chrysalis purred, her tongue retracting into her mouth. She was looming over Twilight now, her forehooves on either side of the alicorn’s head. “No, I will not touch them, my sweet. I won’t hunt them down, as long as you ponies leave non-corrupted changelings alone.” She growled, showing off her fangs in a nightmarish smile. “But you, my dear, you are mine… and I can still devour you.”

With a playful snarl Chrysalis’ jaw snapped shut over Twilight’s shoulder, tearing at her beautiful wedding dress. Twilight shrieked, trying to push the changeling off, but Chrysalis was like a rabid dog, her fangs making short work of Rarity’s masterpiece. Twilight aimed a solid buck at the monster’s head, and she watched in horror as Chrysalis’ magic easily overpowered her, pinning her to the seat. With a thrill of dread, she realized the changeling might be as powerful as she was in terms of magical powers, and was definitely superior when it came to raw physical strength.

Twilight’s horn shone brightly, ready to blast the changeling away… but her concentration was shattered as Chrysalis’ impossibly long tongue wrapped itself around her horn, her spell fizzling out. Chrysalis hummed, apparently enjoying the taste of Twilight’s magic. When the fat tentacle left her horn, the slimy green goo it left behind still blocked her magic, and Twilight was incapable of doing anything but scream as the wolfish changeling tore at her dress, leaving it in tatters. Twilight thought of Rarity, she thought about the sleepless nights her friend had spent on her dress… and suddenly something snapped inside her.

“NO!”

Her magic surged, evaporating the green slime covering her horn, and Chrysalis was thrown against the opposite bench. The changeling was instantly back on her hooves, but she was too slow to avoid Twilight’s magic-powered tackle; the two of them fell to the carriage’s wood floor, making the whole coach shake. Twilight breathed heavily, standing above a stunned Chrysalis, heavy bursts of hot breath leaving her nose.

“I’m not your plaything.” Twilight snorted, looking down at her monstrous wife. She placed a hoof on Chrysalis’ belly —a part of her noted that her exoskeleton was soft and warm, not hard and cold as she had thought— and she pushed the changeling down. “I won’t let you do as you please.”

Chrysalis remained dazed, looking up at the angry alicorn… then a satisfied smile returned to her lips. Twilight stared confusedly, wondering why the changeling was watching her with such a hungry expression. Then, faster than she could react, Chrysalis struck like a cobra, her fanged maw closing around Twilight’s throat. Twilight opened her mouth to scream… only… the changeling didn’t bite down like she expected. No, Chrysalis was… nibbling on her neck?

The changeling queen gave a strange sound, between a purr and a growl, her hooves reaching out to grab Twilight around the barrel, her grasp surprisingly gentle, compared to her previous violence. The alicorn yelped as she was pressed against Chrysalis’ stomach, too confused to give much resistance, her neck still getting covered in soft nibbles and urgent kisses.

Chrysalis licked Twilight’s coat, her tongue quivering like a snake’s. “Yes, you’ll do just fine…” She inhaled deeply, taking in Twilight’s scent. “I had my doubts, but you’ll make for a good mate in the end.”

“W-what?” Twilight stuttered, watching Chrysalis with a wary gaze. She scooted back, trying to get away, but the changeling held on to her, sniffing at her wolfishly. “Why did you do that…”

“You looked like a cake in your dress, I just wanted to have a taste.” Chrysalis joked, purring into Twilight’s ear. “Don’t worry sweetie, I just wanted to make sure you were a worthy mate: it’s no fun to dominate someone who doesn’t try to fight back.” Chrysalis sniffed at her mane, making Twilight shiver. “Hmmm, yeesss, now I’m sure of it…” she smiled toothily, devouring Twilight with her gaze, “You, my delicious little alicorn, you will be the perfect mother to my new brood…”

“M-mother?” Twilight was more confused than ever. Motherhood was one of the things she had resigned herself to lose when she had agreed to this marriage. “Do you mean adopt or… What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Chrysalis chuckled, her tongue darting out to brush against Twilight’s lips. “You really don’t know anything about changelings, do you? I’ll just have to…” She leaned forward, pressing her nose to Twilight’s muzzle. “Teach you.”

Before Twilight could retort, the carriage’s door was suddenly yanked open, startling the alicorn; she instinctually hugged Chrysalis closer, and the Queen took the occasion to resume her sensual nibbling. A soft moan rose from Twilight’s throat, just as Luna’s head barged into the carriage, horn alight with terrible power, a worried expression on her face.

“Twilight, are you alri… Oh…”

The dark alicorn froze, her mouth falling open comically as she watched her friend straddling the changeling queen. Her eyes went from Twilight’s state of disrobe, to the strings of saliva coating Twilight’s lips, to the way the alicorn was riding Chrysalis, their bellies closely pressed together… A blush exploded on Luna’s cheeks, her embarrassment only rivaled by Twilight’s; the young princess looked like a ripe tomato. Twilight tried to stand up, but Chrysalis latched-on more fiercely, her sharp fangs nipping at her wife’s coat possessively, leaving shallow bite marks. Twilight squealed again, her pleasured moan seeming to jolt Luna awake.

“M-my apologies, I-I… Celestia asked me to keep an eye on you… the carriage was shaking, I heard you scream… I t-thought you were in trouble and I…” She shot Twilight a glance, and she audibly gulped. “I… I’m glad you two are… getting along… my sister will be relieved to know… Ahm… Please excuse me.”

Luna was gone in a blink, closing the door, leaving a mortified Twilight behind. Chrysalis didn’t seem to care, the changeling leaving toothy hickeys all over Twilight’s coat as the coach resumed its bumpy ride.

Huddled in the entrance hall of Twilight’s castle, the girls were having a hushed discussion, waiting for their friend to return. Fluttershy, Rainbow, Rarity, Applejack, Pinkie, Starlight... even Trixie was present. Spike busied himself with serving tea and biscuits to the group, shaking his head whenever someone asked if he wanted some help. He just wanted to keep his mind busy, to focus on being a good host and not think about anything else. He shivered slightly when Rarity ran a soft hoof over his spines, the reassuring gesture very much welcome. Before he could thank his friend, the front door shone with a green hue, creaking open. They all stood up, anxious to see their friend, and their eyes went wide as Twilight and Chrysalis walked in.

Or more precisely, Chrysalis strode in, carrying Twilight by the nape, like a mother cat with her kitten… or a panther hauling its kill. Fluttershy bleated in fear, shrinking to the ground as the changeling queen approached, a blushing Twilight still dangling from her maw. Rarity almost fainted as she saw the pieces of torn cloth clinging to her friend, her beautiful dress completely ruined; it was like it had been fed to a starving dog! Starlight frowned, her horn shining in warning, but she said nothing.

Chrysalis loomed over the group of ponies, her eyes flicking between each of them —she shot a murderous glance at Starlight— then she unceremoniously dumped Twilight on the ground before them. The alicorn grumbled as she rose to her hooves, glaring at her wife.

“That’s not how you do a bridal carry…” She said between her teeth, dusting herself off; pieces of her dress fell all over the floor.

“I was told the pony custom is to carry your bride into your new home.” Chrysalis said, smiling down at the embarrassed alicorn. “I only did what was required of me.”

“You could have carried me on your back or front hooves, not drag me through town like a sack of potatoes.” Twilight shot back, her tail flicking. “Everypony saw us!”

“And now everypony knows you’re mine.” Chrysalis countered, leaning down to press their muzzles together. “They will gossip, they will talk about our union, and all will know Twilight Sparkle was conquered by the Queen of the Changelings. One of the most powerful ponies in existence, all miiiine.” She placed a long lick over Twilight’s nose, the alicorn remaining calm. She was starting to get used to that horribly long tongue, even if the few eeews from her friends made her cringe. “And don’t lie to yourself, Twilight Sparkle,” Chrysalis smirked, showing off her fangs, “I can feel how much you enjoy my love bites.”

“Horseapples.” Twilight growled, feeling her cheeks light up.

“How rude, I hope you won’t teach such language to our children.” Chrysalis cackled, leaning back. She looked around, taking in the castle. “Hmm, I remember when my drones took over this place. It’s nice, in a filly playset kind of way. I have a lot to do if I want to make it into a respectable hive. If you’ll excuse me.”

Chrysalis trotted forward, the girls having to scramble to the side to avoid getting trampled. They waited for the changeling to disappear through a door, and they all rushed Twilight, both worried and relieved.

“I’m fine, I’m fine girls.” Twilight sighed, hugging all her friends with one hoof; she was holding on to Spike with the other. Even Trixie gave her a hug while trying to look reticent, the magician doing a bad job at hiding her worry. “She didn’t hurt me.”

“Didn’t hurt ya mah flanks, look at yer neck!” Applejack pushed her mane away, revealing the many bite marks covering Twilight’s coat. “You look like one of Winona’s chew toys!”

“Oh my goodness, are you hurt?” Fluttershy instantly forgot her fear and rushed to Twilight’s side, examining her friend. She prodded at the shallow grooves crisscrossing her nape, frowning. “Hmmm, she didn’t puncture your coat… it’s not too deep, but it is going to leave a mark...”

“Ok, that’s it!” Rainbow Dash jumped in the air, a fierce expression on her muzzle. “I’m going to teach that rotten changeling a lesson!”

“Yeah! No one chews on my friends!” Pinkie Pie shouted; she pulled a red bandana from her poofy mane, and tied it around her brow. “Let’s rock!”

“Trixie will stay behind to cheer for you.” Trixie said, the unicorn pressing her sides against Starlight, trying not to shiver.

“You’re all staying here.” Starlight huffed, placing a hoof around Trixie’s back. “She’s too dangerous to attack head on.” She turned to Twilight, her eyes full of worry. “Are you sure you’ll be alright?”

Twilight nodded. “I’m sure.” She gave Rarity a glance; the unicorn was using her magic to snip at the threads of fabric still covering Twilight, freeing her from the tangled mess. “I’m sorry about the dress Rarity.”

The white unicorn shook her head, shooting Twilight a stern glance. “Nonsense. Who cares about that dress, no matter how fabulous it was. It’s you I’m worried about.”

A familiar warmth spread in Twilight’s chest, and she gently hugged Spike closer. As long as she had her friends, she could face anything.

They sat down around the platters of cookies and tea, Pinkie Pie taking the role of hostess now that Spike refused to leave Twilight’s side, and for a few moments Twilight could pretend everything was normal. Trixie and Starlight got into a silly fight over a cookie, Rarity and Applejack argued over the unicorn trying to salvage the ruined dress, Pinkie and Rainbow Dash planned ways to get back at Chrysalis, and Fluttershy just laid on the sidelines, smiling gently.

This was nice. A little improvised bachelorette party with all her best friends. If it weren’t for the worried glances they shot at her, she could almost forget about the situation. If only it could last forever…

“Hmmm, so tasty.”

Fluttershy squeaked like a trapped mouse, scrambling to get away as Chrysalis appeared out of nowhere, almost as if she had seeped out of the shadows behind the poor pegasus. Silence fell amongst the ponies as the changeling’s mouth opened wide, a pink mist seeming to flow into her fanged maw; Twilight realized with a start that she was feasting on their love.

“Aaah, such a delectable blend.” Chrysalis shuddered, her tongue slithering out, lapping at the air. “So many types of emotions… friendship, “she watched Fluttershy, “kinship,” she shot Spike an amused expression, the dragon shrinking back against Twilight’s side, “and so much lust!” She smirked widely, her gaze locked on Rarity who only glared back, before flicking to Trixie. The showmare eeped, slinking back to hide behind Starlight. Chrysalis’ eyes twinkled as they flicked between the two unicorns, an evil smile spreading on her muzzle. “Oooh, interesting…”

Starlight frowned deeply, her horn igniting, and she took half a step towards Chrysalis, but Twilight beat her to it. The alicorn flared her wings, shielding her friends, and she glared at her old nemesis. The message was clear: stay away from them. Chrysalis chuckled darkly, and her eyes flicked down, towards Twilight’s legs; Spike was still hugging Twilight’s foreleg, afraid to let go.

Chrysalis leaned down, watching the little dragon shiver. “You didn’t tell me you already had a child, how naughty of you Twilight. I knew you were an adventurous sort, but I didn’t think dragons would be your type. Did you lay his egg yourself? He has your colors…”

“Spike is my assistant.” Twilight growled, draping a wing over the young drake. “I hatched him when I was a filly, but it was mostly Princess Celestia who raised him, he’s like a brother to me…”

“Brother, hmm?” Chrysalis leaned closer, watching the small dragon squirm. “Maybe that’s how you feel about it, but him, deep down…” She laid on her belly, her fang-filled smile making Spike retreat into his feathery cover. “Hello little one, I’ll be your new mother from now on.” She snickered at his horrified expression. “You can call me mommy if you want.”

“That’s enough!” Rarity stepped around Twilight, ignoring the alicorn’s hushed warnings, and stood in front of Spike. “I will not let you terrify the poor dear, you… you ruffian!”

Chrysalis eyed the unicorn with interest, slowly standing up. Rarity’s confident expression gradually melted away as the changeling queen rose to her full height, easily dwarfing the seamstress. Rarity held her ground as Chrysalis leaned close, her muzzle a breath away from her neck, and she shivered slightly as the changeling sniffed deeply, Chrysalis obviously enjoying her scent. The Queen smirked, and her slimy tongue darted out, leaving a long slimy trail on Rarity’s neck. The unicorn’s shriek was deafening, and she scrambled back, rubbing her soiled coat frantically.

“EEEEEEE, she licked me! It’s all over my fur!” She started to run in circles, screaming bloody murder. “I can feel it leaking down my neck!”

“Rare, c’mere, a’ got an old handkerchief from work.” Applejack ran after her friend, trying to calm her down. The unicorn only shrieked louder and ran away, shouting about filthy rags and dried sweat. “Gosh darn it! RD, a little help!”

Rainbow Dash shot Chrysalis a death glare, and she zoomed after Applejack, the two of them in hot pursuit of the still screaming unicorn. Fluttershy hesitated, shot Chrysalis a glance, squeaked, then scrambled to follow after them. The changeling queen chuckled merrily as she watched them go, her wings buzzing in glee.

“Your friends are amusing.” Chrysalis said, and she leaned to whisper into Twilight’s ear. “Any chance we could get that white unicorn to join us in bed? I bet she’s a screamer, I would love to hear her shout my name…”

Twilight grunted as she pushed the changeling away, her cheeks crimson. “That’s enough.”

“I don’t hear a ‘no’.” Chrysalis cackled, leaning back to her full height. Her eyes flicked to Pinkie Pie, the mare pouting at her with her hooves crossed. “What about you, interested in a little private party under the sheets?”

Pinkie blinked, and her pouty expression lightened. “Party? As in a fun party?”

“Yes, the best kind of fun.” Chrysalis assured, her wide smile revealing all her terrible fangs.

Pinkie was now bouncing in place. “Oooh, I’ve never been to a changeling party! Will there be food? Baked goods? Presents?”

“Of course! Why, I can give you the tastiest of treats, you’ll be stuffed full once I’m done! You will leave with a round belly, that I can assure you. As for presents… they will arrive a few months afterwards, if you accept my gift…” Chrysalis purred, smiling wide as she watched Pinkie bounce happily. “I have to warn you, it can be a very heavy load to bear.”

“… Trixie is confused.”

“You’re not the only one.” Starlight grumbled, standing side by side with Trixie.

“Ah, you.” Chrysalis spat, shooting a dirty stare at Starlight. “The little whore who corrupted my poor drones.”

“Corrupted? They saved themselves!” Starlight shot back, stomping her hoof. “They’ve never been happier, now that they are free from you!”

“Lies… You stripped everything that made them changelings, you doomed them!” Chrysalis hissed. She turned to her wife, her wings buzzing angrily. “Are you sure I can’t yank this one’s head off? I’ll make it clean, I promise.”

“No.” Twilight sighed, massaging her temples.

“Spoilsport.” Chrysalis grunted. She turned back to Starlight, and the showmare hiding behind her. “What about her friend? That pretty blue coat would make for a fine rug.”

Starlight’s eyes widened, and she snorted in anger. “Ok, that’s it!”

Twilight quickly stepped between Starlight and Chrysalis, her wings pushing them apart. Before they could start anything, a loud scream startled them all. They turned towards the sound of loud galloping, Applejack bursting through a door, her face pale as a sheet.

“What happened.” Twilight rushed to the earth pony, fearing the worst. “Was that Rarity I heard? Where are the others?”

Applejack shot Chrysalis a glare, the changeling only smiling innocently. “Twilight, ya need tah come see this.”

Twilight blinked, gave Chrysalis a curious glance, then followed her friend. What could Chrysalis have done to make Applejack so nervous…

“I can’t believe this…”

The map room. Chrysalis had found the map room when she had left earlier.

“You were gone for just a few moments… how in the hay did you make all… this?”

Chrysalis had found the map room, and she had covered everything in changeling resin. The green paste now oozed from the walls, the ceiling, the ground… even the table and their chairs had been covered in green goo. And, worst still, a new seat now stood at the table: Chrysalis had constructed a throne for herself, just next to Twilight’s seat. She wasn’t kidding when she had said she would construct a new hive…

“I have my ways.” Chrysalis smirked, watching her handy work smugly. “Give me a few days, and I’ll have turned this whole castle into a proper changeling hive.”

“Eeew, gross.” Rainbow Dash stuck out her tongue, poking at the green walls. “Where did this stuff even come from?”

Chrysalis smiled wide, her tongue snaking out. “Are you sure you want to know?”

Rainbow Dash blinked, then she slowly backed away from the oozing walls, looking a little green herself. Twilight groaned, burying her face in her hooves. She could hear Rarity having a mental breakdown somewhere close by, she could feel Starlight’s anger radiating from across the room, and to make it worse Chrysalis quietly slithered behind her, hugging her lovingly.

“I know, it’s beautiful.” Chrysalis whispered into her ear. “Now we just need a nursery, a dungeon, a feeding hall… Soon our hive will be complete, and we can work at repopulating the changeling race. Aren’t you glad you pushed so hard to have us marry? Hmm?”

Twilight couldn’t answer, too busy being horrified.

Oh Celestia… What have I gotten myself into…

Hot water streamed over Twilight’s body, the shower washing away her exhaustion. She sighed, turning the knobs, the day’s events replaying in her mind. So many things had happened, so much had changed… and the night was still young.

She wrapped a towel around herself as she stepped out of the tub, her eyes drawn to her reflection on the fogged bathroom mirror; she looked like a disheveled mess. Usually she didn’t care about her appearance after her afternoon shower, a quick brushing before bed was good enough… but today… today somepony was waiting for her in her room. Today, and for the rest of her life, she would share her bed with somepony else. Panic creeped up on her: should she put on some makeup? Clothes? A bow in her mane? Would she have to take another shower after they… did it?

Would it hurt?

“I-I’m not ready…”

Twilight shivered despite the warm mist surrounding her, the alicorn in the mirror sporting wide terrified eyes. She knew what would happen once she stepped out of her bathroom, she knew what was expected of her on her wedding night… she knew what Chrysalis would take from her tonight. And she wasn’t ready.

Trembling, she tried to review everything she knew about sex, her mind going through the dozens of books she had read, the biology lessons, the psychology essays, and even the naughty magazines stashed under her bed. She thought about Chrysalis, her sleek carapace, her shapely hips, her slippery tongue… that long and fat changeling tongue… would Chrysalis use that tongue on her? Her cheeks began to burn, much hotter than her shower, and she felt surprised to feel a jolt of excitement buried under her fear. She tried to hold on to that excitement, hoping it could overpower her panic.

After a long and careful brushing, two teeth cleaning, and a whole bunch of mouth-washing, she felt presentable enough. Bracing herself, she stepped out of the steamy bathroom, into her cool bedroom. She was momentarily relieved to see Chrysalis had respected her promise and had not covered everything in changeling resin, and her gaze turned to her bed. And what she saw made her blood run cold.

“I thought you were a prudish mare, Twilight, I never thought you could be so perverted.” Chrysalis said casually, not taking her eyes away from the naughty magazine she was reading; the rest of Twilight’s collection was strewn around the bed, an array of the alicorn’s most secret fetishes. “I guess it’s only natural you would be attracted to large posteriors, considering who you studied under.” Chrysalis hummed, closing the magazine and looking at the cover. “Thick Flanks Galore, subtle.

A strange strangled sound came out of Twilight’s throat, and Chrysalis smirked at her wife, her wings buzzing.

“So, what do you think.” Chrysalis laid back on the bed, taking a pose she had seen in the magazine, stretching like a cat and arching her rump in the air; Twilight’s eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to her shapely flanks. “Do I match your tastes?” Twilight gulped audibly, and Chrysalis chuckled merrily, poking at the magazine. “I know I’m not as big as some of the mares in there, but…” Chrysalis was consumed by green fire, transforming in the blink of an eye, “I can always change myself to something you’ll find more… appetizing.” Princess Celestia said, waggling her eyebrows, her large white rump jiggling at Twilight invitingly.

“No! Turn back turn back turn back!” Twilight screeched, covering her eyes, trying very hard to ignore the tingling in her stomach. “She’s like a second mother to me!”

“Truly?” Celestia said, her surprised expression turning into an emotional smile, tears of joy brimming in her eyes. “I’m so happy you feel this way…” A long slippery tongue ran over her pink lips, her motherly grin becoming lewd and hungry. “Come here my little pony, give mommy some sugar…”

“Chrysalis!”

“No? How about this.” Green flames flickered again, and Celestia was replaced by a stern looking Shining Armor. The unicorn shook his head, his deep familiar voice making Twilight shudder. “Twily, I’m very disappointed in you.” He gestured to the collection of smutty literature surrounding him, particularly one featuring a muscled white stallion covered in oil. “What would mom and dad think?”

Twilight’s eyes bulged out, and she scrambled back. “This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening…”

“You know, if you wanted to know more about stallions,” Shining said casually, turning to lay on his back, his hind-legs spread wide, “I could give you a few private lessons…” He started to rub his belly, Twilight’s gaze following his hoof as it slithered down… towards his…

“AAAAH!” Twilight tried to turn around to flee, but a burst of green magic took hold of her, and she was dragged kicking and screaming towards the bed. “This is wrong, this is wrong, nooo!”

“Relax Twily, I’ll be gentle…” Shining purred; Twilight shot a quick glance behind her, and she had a glimpse of something pink and huge before she turned back, her cheeks red as cherries. “Let your BBBFF take care of you.”

“NOOOO!” Twilight tried to teleport away, but the magic surrounding her snuffed out her spell, and she was hoisted on the bed, the fake Shining Armor taking hold of her. She fought against the tight embrace, batting at those powerful black hooves. “Not like this, not like this, not like… this?” Twilight blinked; black hooves? She looked back, and was greeted by the smirking muzzle of a very amused changeling queen.

Chrysalis chuckled, hugging Twilight to her belly. “You are deliciously easy to tease, you know that?”

“That… that wasn’t funny…” Twilight choked, trying to get away; Chrysalis only hugged her closer.

“You know, I’ve been with your brother… intimately.” Chrysalis whispered into Twilight’s ear, her hooves roaming over the alicorn’s fur, tracing circles over her belly. “I can replicate him very accurately, if you are curious about his dimensions… Or if you want to know what he likes to do to a mare…”

“Stop it!”

“Fiiiine, no more transformations, I swear. You’ll just have to settle for my own perfect body.” Chrysalis chuckled, pressing her muzzle into Twilight’s nape; she took a deep breath, inhaling Twilight’s embarrassment, and her shameful excitement. “Hmmm, tangy and sweet… so tasty…” Her tongue slithered over Twilight’s neck, the tentacle brushing over the many bite marks, as if making sure they were still there. “Hmmm…. mine.”

Twilight shivered, her breath quickening as she felt Chrysalis caressing her belly, the queen’s hooves going lower and lower. She felt the changeling’s tail wrap itself around her own, her flanks pressed against Chrysalis’ belly; she was completely vulnerable. Twilight closed her eyes, fear overtaking her, and Chrysalis’ hoof stopped unexpectedly, just shy of touching her intimacy. Twilight squeaked faintly, waiting for Chrysalis to continue; this was a completely new experience for her, and she could only hope Chrysalis would be gentle with her.

She tensed as Chrysalis’s horn flared, the changeling shifting in the bed… and she blinked in surprise as she felt her familiar soft covers fall over them both. Chrysalis tucked them in, releasing Twilight from her grasp, and with a burst of her horn all the lights in the room went out. More confused than ever, Twilight stood still in the dark, wondering what was going on.

“Humm… Chrysalis?”

“Hrm?” The changeling grunted close by.

“W-what are you doing?”

“Trying to sleep.” Chrysalis mumbled. “This day was tiring, I’ll keep teasing you tomorrow.”

“Oh… I-I thought… I thought you would want to… you know… AH!”

Chrysalis was suddenly pressed against her, hooves plunging between her thighs, spreading them forcefully. “Don’t tempt me,” Chrysalis growled in warning, “I can smell your excitement, I can taste it; there is nothing more delectable than the scent of a horny virgin…” She silenced Twilight’s protest by grinding her hips against the alicorn’s rear, making the her heart race with a burst of fear. Chrysalis sniffed, and Twilight distinctively felt the changeling wince in the dark, her forceful grasp going slack. “I would love to take you right here and now… but I can smell your fear. I don’t like my food to taste sour, Twilight Sparkle, it spoils my appetite.”

Twilight remained still, processing what she had just heard. Was Chrysalis holding back… because she felt scared? Because she wasn’t ready? Did this mean the changeling really did have a heart hidden under her carapace? Twilight dared to hope, her faith in her plan returning: she knew the two of them would not get along easily, they were too different to become instantly friends, even less true lovers… But this little act of compassion was a good first step.

A smile blossomed on Twilight’s lips, the fear gripping her throat slowly replaced with a deep sense of gratitude.

“Hrn,” Chrysalis groaned, her nostrils flaring, “you tease…” Her hooves hugged Twilight’s chest, her muzzle pressing against her nape.

Twilight chuckled, closing her eyes. “Goodnight Chrysalis… and thank you.” She hesitated for a few seconds, then she started to snuggle deeper into her wife’s embrace.

The changeling queen grumbled, holding her closer. “Don’t thank me, I’ll be rutting you until you scream soon enough.” She started to nibble on Twilight’s neck again, her wicked teeth carefully nipping at her coat. “I just have a sweet tooth, this isn’t for your benefit, only mine.”

“Sure.” Twilight sighed, schooling her smile. She had no illusions about Chrysalis, she knew the changeling queen was still dangerous, but now she knew for sure there was a kernel of good hidden under her monstrous exterior. She just had to help it grow. I was right, this marriage was a good idea, I can make it work. Princess Celestia I won’t let you down…

“Sparkle, stop tasting so smug or I will bite you for real, I’m warning you.”

Twilight didn’t respond to the threat, too tired to do much more than mumble, exhausted by a very emotional day. She slowly drifted off, listening to Chrysalis’ heartbeat, the smooth rhythm lulling her to sleep.