Twilight tapped the stone desk sitting in front of her, pondering the deeper implications of her recent change, and how best to serve the swarm. The ever present hustle and bustle of the hive mind was easily sequestered, the freshly turned changeling pushing it to the side of her mind and tuning out the sounds of her new brothers and sisters. Though it was strange to think about, the pony had bounced back quickly, and was already beginning to enjoy the background noise. It helped her think, and if she ever ran into a roadblock, second opinions were easily gathered, though few changelings seemed willing or able to offer her something truly insightful.

Still, it was nice having so many potential helpers, though thinking of it like that made her miss Spike even more. The voices of her siblings were nice, the way they felt present was also enjoyable, but nothing beat having a real, breathing companion waiting on her beck and call.

Plus she had quite the hankering for pickles, and something told her that changelings weren't exactly the type to stock extra garlic dill pickles.

With a frown she glared at the obsidian wall before her, her hoof continuing its rhythmic tap at the desk. This was an interesting problem to say the least, and it was taking a considerable amount of her mental faculties to come up with a solution.

She had a matter of hours before she would have to leave, and though she knew she could get around the purpose imposed upon her, it would not be a simple matter. Serving the swarm was nebulous but not that nebulous. Everything she did and thought was relatively closely monitored, so keeping both her thoughts deep, while also vague was in itself a considerable conundrum.

Regardless, she was able to get around that relatively easy, leaving her with the problem of how to both serve the swarm she was now a part of, while also not directly helping her new mother. The problem lay in the fact that anything she did to help the swarm would no doubt empower her queen, but doing nothing wasnt an option, it was her purpose, her reason for existence and even thinking of not doing exactly that made her feel ill in a way she couldn't quite explain.

She sighed, rubbing her temples as her overworked brain reminded her she needed a break.

Stepping away from the desk, Twilight took a deep breath, letting the hive mind edge closer to the forefront of her perception, partially submersing herself in the endless voices. It was soothing in a way, she again, couldn't quite explain, the best she could think of was like moving on autopilot while your mind did something else.

Summoning her magic, the changeling cycled through various spells, working out the kinks that came with an abrupt change of species. Minutes ticked past as she went from one spell to another, ensuring that everything was perfect before a mental ping alerted her to a quickly approaching Chrysalis.

Shutting off the flow of magic, Twilight quickly made herself presentable, a quick wave of green fire working out the kinks that had began to manifest in her silky mane. With her appearance perfect she bowed just as Chrysalis entered her room, the graceful queen passing through the circular door just as it opened.

“Good evening mother.” The changeling princess announced.

Chrysalis rolled her eyes. “Get off the floor, it's dirty down there.” Twilight rose, along with her eyebrow. “Oh don't give me that look, do I appear to you as pony royalty?”

“No, but I assumed royalty was royalty.” Twilight remarked.

Chrysalis sighed, walking over to her daughter and draping a hoof over the princesses’ shoulder. “And thats where you are wrong. There are many, many things different between ponies and changelings, and one of them happens to be that no changeling bows to another.” She tapped the side of her head for emphasis. “We are all one within the embrace of the hive mind, no one is truly lesser or greater, and though I may be queen that does not grant me anything extra other than a slightly more comfortable bed.”

Twilight frowned. “But you are also given power, is that not a bonus granted to you that other changelings do not have?”

Chrysalis tsked. “Ponies always see positions of importance in measures of the power they give, but not in the responsibility attached to it. Because that is what it truly is, responsibility. Queendom may give me power, but it does not let me dominate their wills, but rather offer a voice to guide the swarm in a new direction.”

The queen pulled her hoof from her daughter’s shoulder before stepping towards the door. “You must dismiss this notion of power, it has no place in the swarm. We are one, and many, equal, and not. Your pony notions of power and control have no place here.”

Twilight’s couldn't help but smile a little, feeling the many voices of the swarm mirroring the queen’s sentiment, helping to illuminate the confusing change in view. “That is rather idyllic don't you think?”

The queen grunted. “Your pony cynicism is another thing that needs to go.” Chrysalis stepped out the door and motioned for Twilight to follow. “Come, we have much to discuss, and there are things I want to show you before you leave.”

“Yes mother.” Twilight replied dutifully, taking her place at the queen’s right.

Together both mother and daughter stepped out into the hall, and proceeded deeper into the massive hive structure, the younger changeling silently marveling at the architecture while holding a dozen conversations with the changelings in charge of its construction. Chrysalis smirked, feeling Twilight’s many voices echo in the hivemind, monitoring the conversations and guiding her inquisitive young princess towards the more knowledgeable changelings, whom had the answers that she sought.

The conversation Chrysalis had planned was summarily thrown out the window as her daughter easily picked up on her mood and started learning ahead as per usual. The queen merely sat back, guiding them from one point of the hive to another, subtly shifting her daughter’s attention towards things she would need to know. At first they lingered on hive construction, with the queen pointing Twilight’s attention towards the very few digger drones they kept after their dramatic fall in population. The conversation was more detailed than Twilight would have thought, with the changeling princess delving deeper into a subject she had assumed would be a shallow one.

With so few voices to converse with it didn't take long for the young princess to absorb the knowledge she sought, acquiring an understanding of hive construction, maintenance, and expansion at a lightning pace. She filed away the new ideas and took a second to realize just how fast her thoughts were and how much she had learned.

Chrysalis smirked. “The hive mind is not only a way to connect us, but also a way to offer those changeligns that require sleep to devote a part of their mind to the greater whole.”

Twilight raised an eyebrow. “Like a computer?”

“I suppose, but that is such an ugly comparison.” Chrysalis shrugged. “Regardless, it is not a wholly incorrect one.”

Together the pair continued deeper into the hive, with Twilight eagerly trying to peice together the reason for this sudden tour and why her mother seemed so keen to divert her attention towards more mundane aspects. They passed by storage areas for love, and even more ‘normal’ food that would be required if they ever housed ponies, or if they needed to supplement their diets during times of famine. The method of storage was relatively simple, utilizing a clean room that was bathed in a specially designed spell that kept food good for as long as it was active. The love was a little more complicated to store and required near constant stirring, a mix of heating and cooling spells and a careful eye to watch over the entire process.

As they went deeper Twilight began to realize a correlating factor between it all, and she found herself frowning at the epiphany she had. “Mother are you teaching me how to start my own hive?” She asked, a hint of nervousness creeping into her voice.

The queen smirked. “Maybe. Why, do you oppose the idea?”

It was a trap, obviously, one that elicited a certain question Twilight couldn't help but ask. “No. Though I am concerned we would be drawing our resources very thinly.”

Chrysalis smirked, her daughter falling into the mental trap she laid, but too inquisitive not to indulge her. “True, but if that hive was completely self reliant, with a minor queen of its own and a steady supply of love the problem of supply lines disappears.”

Twilight’s eyes narrowed, the answer she was being guided towards was not one she wanted to hear so soon after her change. “Let me guess, you are going to send me back and inform me that I must start my own hive mere days after my conversion?”

“You say that like its a bad thing.” Chrysalis chuckled. “You are smart, you have the basics of construction and management now residing in that noggin of yours. What other concerns could you possibly have?”

“I dont have my magic entirely refocused yet, and though I know how to fly and disguise I do not know how to do so very well.” Twilight pointed out, before glancing through an open door and noting the injured changeling within, who was limping towards a desk.

Chrysalis’ expression grew dark. “I know it is soon but as you said already you need to be back before anyone realizes you are gone. When that happens your new instincts will begin to kick in and you will desire the comfort of the hive mind and the presence of your own children.”

Twilight stiffened, the thought of leaving the hive mind behind a disturbing one. “Will I be cut off completely, or merely distant?”

“Distant, your connection will be strained and you will be unable to hear anything other then distant noise.” Chrysalis raised an eyebrow, noticing how Twilight’s features had fallen. “You have only had it a day and yet you are already so attached that you find its loss difficult?”

“I admit, it is rather nice to be able to think so much faster, and the voices are... soothing.” Twilight reluctantly remarked.

“That they are, don't worry my daughter. I will still be keeping an eye on you and if you need me I will not be far.” Chrysalis added cryptically, smiling at Twilight’s mixed reaction.

On the one hoof it was nice to know that such a powerful repository of knowledge would still be available, on the other hoof, Twilight had been hoping to be able to get away, though she knew that had been a fool’s hope. Shrugging her shoulders the changeling princess made her way deeper into the hive, noticing that her mother had grown silent as she guided them towards an infirmary, where the voices grew more distance, pain tinting their thoughts.

“Why are we here mother?” Twilight asked awkwardly, glancing down the hall towards a lone guard who leaned heavily on his spear, a bandage covering one shoulder.

“I need you to understand one last thing before we have a little fun and I send you back to Ponyville.” She started, stepping past the changeling and offering him only a nod of recognition, an act that he mirrored.

Twilight kept her mouth firmly closed, her mind now assaulted by the pained moans and cries for mercy that now echoed inside her head. Her hooves stumbled and she nearly fell, caught unaware by the many, many injured changelings that now surrounded her. Minor cuts, fatigue, and scrapes were being treated beside severe love exhaustion as well as equally if not more severe lacerations and other bone chilling injuries.

The princess felt tears come to her eyes and she looked up at her stoic mother in confusion. “What lesson could possibly come from such pain?” She asked weakly.

“Your a smart changeling, you figure it out.” Chrysalis replied, without looking down.

Twilight felt her gaze linger over the rows upon rows of injured changelings, noticing that their injuries were as numerous as they were. When she focused she could feel a sliver of their pain, and touching their minds told her many stories.

A changeling with a crushed hoof told her of how they had been forced to expand their defences for when the inevitable assault began, creating more and more traps for the would be attackers. Another changeling with a slash across her barrel told the princess of how even their foragers were now being attacked. Another changeling with a jagged scar across his throat told her of the cruelties that the ponies would visit upon any suspected changeling.

The princess’ jaw grew tight and she looked up at her queen. “You are reminding me of the importance of my mission, and emphasizing my role as a guiding force for the swarm as a whole.”

Chrysalis nodded, turning towards the door. “Yes. You are a pony no longer, your pain is not only yours to bear, your sorrow not only yours to experience. We are one and many, do not forget this, for it is both a strength and a weakness unique to changelings. Mastering our many faceted nature will ensure your success, meaning you will have to abandon the old notions that came with your former nature.”

When they stepped outside the queen stopped, placing a hoof on Twilight’s shoulder. “I know I must sound like a broken record but you are a pony no longer, and you must abandon many of the beliefs you held.” She smirked. “Come, I have a more pleasant lesson in mind for you before I send you back under the cover of darkness tonight.”

Twilight raised an eyebrow, noticing the almost lecherous way her mother looked at her, along with the sultry way her movement drew the princesses’ eye towards the queen’s hips. Shaking her head, the newly converted changeling forced her thoughts elsewhere, disturbed by the way her thoughts lingered on her mother’s more feminine features.

She could feel Chrysalis’ displeasure at this line of thinking, though the queen remained silent while they climbed high into the hive and towards the royal quarters.

Twilight didn't have a long time to ponder the shift, as the queen made short work of the distance, her long legs forcing Twilight to speed up her pace lest she be left behind. As she walked she couldn't help but feel the way the air changed as the queen’s mood shifted rapidly from a dour subject, to one not quite as... serious. It was odd, but Twilight had begun to learn that both her own moods and those of changelings as a whole were much different. Their emotions were more fluid then when she was a pony and she had been surprised the first time that her anger had changed into one of confusion, to elation then right back to anger. The changes happening immediately after finding out why her spell hadn't been working, only to realize that it also meant more of her spells would need work.

Yet that anger and annoyance didn't linger for longer then a second or two, tinging the princesses’ mind with its presence before vanishing nearly instantly. If Twilight had to guess it was something about the way changelings processed emotion, but she didn't have time to think about that particular topic as they had made their way back to the queen’s personal quarters, and Chrysalis had just leapt upon the bed.

The queen crawled under the covers, and opened the blanket, mentally commanding the young princess to follow her. Twilight rolled her eyes, hiding the brief bit of euphoria she felt from her mother’s attention amidst a wave of barely feigned annoyance.

Chrysalis chuckled. “Do come on now, don't make me beg.”

Twilight sighed. “Yes mother.” She shook her head and climbed into bed beside her queen, her form instantly hugged by the larger changeling.

The queen sighed, pulling Twilight tight against her body and nuzzling her cheek. “Ahh, there, isn't that much better?”

Twilight giggled. “I suppose it isn't so bad. Though I wonder what lesson you could be trying to teach me with cuddles.”

“You wound me my dear.” Chrysalis remarked dramatically, clutching her chest. “Who said I wanted anything more then cuddles from my favorite daughter?”

“You never not have an ulterior motive for anything.” Twilight remarked dryly.

“Thats fair. I was going to school you on changeling anatomy, and more importantly changeling princess and queen anatomy, but that won't be for a little while. First I just want to bond with my daughter.” Chrysalis smiled, pulling the other changeling in close once more and nuzzling the top of her head.

Twilight had to admit it did feel rather nice, being held so tightly, so intimately, it brought up images of her other mother and how they had sometimes cuddled on the couch during a cold winter evening. The image made Chrysalis smirk, though Twilight couldn't figure out why exactly. Regardless, it was still nice, and as time passed she found herself drawn deeper into the changeling’s embrace, her own limbs snaking around the queen’s back and holding her tightly.

As time passed her eyes fell closed, and once more Twilight found herself in a sequestered section of the hive mind where only her and Chrysalis existed. The lesson she assumed was coming never did, allowing Twilight to relax slightly as she felt the weight of responsibility temporarily slip from her shoulders. In the silence Twilight found herself drawn closer to the queen, unconsciously bonding with the dominant changeling.

That was until she felt something wet and slippery brush the insides of her thighs. The former pony’s eyes went wide and she tried to look down only to have her chin caught by a surprisingly firm Chrysalis. “What is it my daughter?” She asked, while nuzzling the smaller changeling’s cheek.

“There's something strange between my legs…” Her eyes went wide as the hive mind told her just what exactly was pressing against her. “Is that your ovipositor?”

Chrysalis smirked, feeling the slimy appendage slip between her daughter’s legs and snake it's way towards the glistening folds of the former pony’s pussy. “Maybe. Why?” She asked in feigned ignorance.

“B-but your my mother, kind of.” Twilight winced.

The queen’s eyes narrowed. “I am your mother and don't forget that.” She smirked. “And so what if I am? How does that matter?”

Twilight opened her mouth to speak but found herself shuddering in unexpected pleasure as the slimy appendage slipped further up, pressing against her pussy. “Isn't that incest?” She muttered, only to wince as the full brunt of Chrysalis’ disapproval hammered into her.

“I have told you already that you need to discard such notions. Changeling DNA is much different and we have no such worry when it comes to inbreeding.” She smirked. “Besides, we can choose if we want to knock up our partners or not, and something tells me you aren't ready to be knocked up by your mother.”

Twilight shuddered, hating how much she was enjoying the teasing and the feeling of the strangely soft appendage prodding against her hole. Already she could feel a thing trickle of lubricant slipping down her leg, her pussy spasming at the sensation of a potential mate being so close at hoof. Yet there was also a less primal part of her that had remained from her time as a pony which told her this was wrong, and that the pleasure she was feeling was shameful.

With her dual nature warring in her mind Twilight writhed in the other changeling’s grasp, at odds at how to proceed. She could tell from even a brief glimpse into the hive mind that this was not only natural but encouraged between changelings, even close family members often participating in this type of bonding without worry or care. Twilight could feel her resistance beginning to melt as she realized that she was indeed a changeling now, and though there was a vestige of her past pony self that resisted, that voice was growing smaller by the second.

Chrysalis could sense her daughter slowly allowing herself to feel the pleasure she knew must running through her mind. So with a swift buck of her hips she plunged her shaft into her daughter’s cunt and drew a startled gasp from her lips. “Stars above!” She cried, clutching Chrysalis’ back tightly.

The queen smirked, noticing how all resistance was now gone, replaced by a pleasure Twilight was finally revelling in. “Good, give in, enjoy yourself my daughter, it is only natural.” Chrysalis whispered.

“Yes mother.” Twilight muttered, biting her lip and clutching close to the queen.

Chrysalis sighed, pushing more of her ovipositor into Twilight’s depths, the changeling’s moist lips making the process surprisingly easy. “Oh my.” Chrysalis giggled. “You are so wet my daughter. Don't tell me you wanted this.”

Twilight’s face burned with embarrassment and when she tried to speak her words were ruined by the sensation of her mother's shaft slipping deeper inside her. “N-no.” She moaned suddenly, forcing her to press a hoof over her lips as she pressed her face into her mother’s neck.

The analytical changeling scanned her mind for an excuse, quickly finding that within the hivemind there existed the perfect excuse. “It's biological.” She sputtered suddenly.

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Do explain.”

“Changeling’s react to pheromones from other changelings and yours are very strong.” Twilight muttered, the excuse already feeling like a lie before she could even finish uttering it.

“You should not argue biology with a thousand year old changeling queen.” Chrysalis dragged a long tongue across her daughter’s cheek, making her shudder in confused pleasure. “You are a princess, those pheromones work only on drones.” The queen bucked her hips, burying every inch of her shaft inside her daughter. “Any other excuses?”

Twilight shuddered, feeling the strange prehensile cock twist and writhe inside her sensitive channel. She tried to think of something to excuse herself, scanning both her own memory and that of the hivemind, until finally she reluctantly admitted defeat, sighing and pulling herself close to her mother. “N-no.”

“Good, because your just starting to loosen up.” Chrysalis remarked.

Twilight shuddered, feeling her mother slowly drag her shaft out of her cunt. “W-wait.” Twilight gripped her mother a little tighter, unwilling to let the feeling of fullness leave so soon. “Can we just stay like this a little longer?”

Chrysalis leaned down, pulling her daughter’s face from her shoulder. “Fine. I sense you have questions anyway.”

Twilight’s eyes lit up as she felt her mother’s shaft sink back into the deepest reaches of her depths, filling her completely and making her shudder. “T-thank you mother.” She sighed contently, unconsciously nuzzling her mother’s cheek before realizing what she was doing and stopping suddenly. “Right, questions.” She shook her head. “First one would be how your ovipositor is able to move like that.”

“Like what?” Chrysalis gasped dramatically. “You mean like this?”

A sudden wiggle in the princesses’ midsection made her shudder in pleasure, the long slippery appendage moving around inside her. “Y-yes like t-that.” She shuddered, pressing a hoof against her midsection and feeling the large shaft move just beneath her chitin.

“As you know a queen doesn't have time to lay all the eggs of a hive of this size, thus we use ovipositors to deposit our eggs into nurses who can care for them better.” The changeling queen began, shifting her hips around as she spoke, drawing more adorable moans of pleasure from the adorable changeling princess.

“That makes sense.” Twilight remarked. “Which explains why it's able to move on it's own, and why it's not quite as hard as mammalian sexual organ.”

“It's called dick, honey.” Chrysalis quipped, noting the way her daughter’s cheeks lit up with embarrassment. “But yes, you are right. Changeling anatomy is adaptable, and I could make it as hard-” Chrysalis tensed, making her ovipositor suddenly became as hard as a rock. “-or as soft-” She released that tension, her shaft suddenly returning to it's former, rubbery feeling. “-as I like.”

Twilight shuddered once more, clutching the queen tightly as she felt her mother’s ovipositor twist and change inside her. “Fascinating.” She muttered, beginning to feel her pussy finally begin to loosen as relax as the last dregs of resistance slowly bled away. “One last question.”

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow. “That's a surprise. I would have assumed you would have several more.”

Twilight blushed. “Well this is a two parter.”

“Ahh, there's the catch.” The queen bucked her hips back and forth in a slow rocking motion. “Well, go on.”

The princess struggled to speak, surprised by just how good it felt to be so thoroughly violated by her mother and queen. “C-c-c.” She closed her mouth firmly before taking a deep, steadying breath. “Can you teach me how to do all this?”

Chrysalis gasped. “Only five minutes ago you were unsure of this entire thing, now you want to fuck your own mother. You are a naughty little thing, aren't you?” Chrysalis smirked, nibbling on her daughter’s ear and enjoying the heat she could feel radiating from the younger changeling’s cheeks.

“N-no! I er.” She shuddered once more, surprisingly turned on by having her mother’s sharp fangs brush over the tender spot of her ear. “Oh my, that is very nice…” She muttered, arching her back and allowing the queen to better access her ear.

The queen nibbled a little harder, drawing another surprised gasp of pleasure from her daughter, who found herself slowly melting into the embrace. The slow rocking motion she had maintained until now was abandoned, as the queen began to speed up, her shaft twisting and moving on it's own.

Pleasure that Twilight didn't even have a name for coursed through her mind and she found herself endlessly surprised by just how good it felt to be fucked and filled by her mother’s ovipositor. The ancient queen was nothing short of a master and every subtle movement seemed to brush against a different and even more pleasurable part of her pussy. Never straying on the same part of her for long before moving on, keeping every touch and caress new and fresh, never letting the younger changeling get used to the feeling.

Twilight could feel an orgasm already coming, and though that small part of her wanted to rebel again, a more primal, more dominant part of her shoved such a notion aside. They were bonding with their queen, being showered with attention and shown strange and foreign pleasure from the most important being in their life. The princess couldn't just throw that away, no matter how much her former self disliked the idea, she refused to hide how good her mother was making her feel.

“O-oh, f-faster please.” She whispered, clutching desperately to the larger changeling’s body as she rode the endless waves of pleasure.

The queen smirked, noticing the way her daughter leaned towards her, holding her close and clinging to the larger changeling with an intensity that surprised her. A small smile slowly crossed Chrysalis’ lips, and the changeling couldn't help but run her hoof down her new daughter’s face. The former unicorn had adapted surprisingly well to her newest change, and the fact that she had so readily given up that part of her former pony self made Chrysalis have hope that her ultimate plan would succeed. Twilight was strong, smart, empathetic, and above all, adaptable. All those years of adventuring and saving the world had evidently done wonders for the former mare whom had at one point, been only be described as bookish.

Bucking her hips a little harder, the queen hardened her ovipositor, pistoning it faster and faster into the smaller changeling’s pussy. The angle wasn't the most conducive to what they desired though, and the queen slipped herself between the legs of her daughter, distracting her with a sudden and deep kiss. Twilight managed a strangled eep before she melted into the kiss, surprised by just how good that long thin tongue of her mother felt inside her mouth.

Chrysalis smirked, feeling her daughter’s resistance melt nearly instantly, the former pony yielding to the queen’s advances and allowing the larger changeling complete control of her body. Control that the queen was more then willing to use. With a flip of her hoof the changeling rolled onto her daughter, her larger body pinning Twilight to the bed, her ovipositor remaining deep in the younger changeling’s pussy.

This time Twilight didn't even react, unsurprised by the feeling of her dominant mother taking charge and controlling her body in such a way. It was to be expected after all, as Twilight knew the hungry queen craved more, and she would never be satisfied with just a little control. The princess yielded instantly, allowing the larger changeling to pull Twilight’s legs legs up and prompting her to wrap them around her back. Following the unspoken command Twilight wrapped her forehooves around the queen’s body, unsurprised by the amount of flexibility her new body had.

A tingle ran through the queen’s body, and Twilight instantly realized that she had a less than secret love for this intimate, almost romantic way of love making. Chrysalis’ hips slowed, her neck pressed forward a little harder, as her tongue slithered a little deeper. Twilight initially found this a little strange, as the queen put off an aura of dominance and control that betrayed just how much she seemed to enjoy the more intimate encounter. Abandoning her pony way of thinking made everything make sense, as this was the most intimate bonding between a mother and child, and Chrysalis clearly loved her children more than anything else.

The young princess felt her heart melt at the realization, and though she knew a changeling could not give love in the more literal sense, she swore she could almost feel her emotion stores filling up. Revitalized by this realization the changeling pushed forward, wanting to show the old queen that she cared just as much as her new mother did. Though not wholly true, as there was still a small part of her that still found everything that had happened strange, she at least wanted to try, to show the old queen that this wasn't a one sided love.

Chrysalis smiled, feeling her daughter’s tongue push against her own, slipping into the queen’s mouth where they intermingled, the young changeling trying to replicate the way her mother’s tongue had moved only moments earlier. Though she couldn't quite replicate the ancient queen’s technique, the attempt combined with the pure desire to give back more than made up for it and Chrysalis found her hips slow even more, enjoying the kiss immensely.

Chrysalis had not had a royal in a long time, and as such she had never let herself grow truly attached to any changeling she had sex with. It was merely an act, though it was good for both parties, Chrysalis always knew that with time they would die while she persisted. With Twilight there was a chance that this would not be the case, with Twilight there was a chance to truly prosper in a way her kind had not done in centuries.

Twilight twitched, her eyes fluttering open for a brief moment, baffled by the feeling of love that suddenly emanated from the queen. Her analytical mind knew it was merely pheromones as she couldn't feel her love stores actually filling, but it was so close that she couldn't help but feel herself bonding with the queen even more.

Maybe this isn't so bad. Twilight thought to herself, her mind completely giving itself over to the pleasure without restraint.

There they remained for several long minutes, with Chrysalis only moving her hips every few seconds while they remained locked in a heated make out session, both unwilling to let the moment end quite yet. This was why they were here, this was what they wanted and how good the bonding, the pleasure, and the way time itself seemed to slow felt was beyond mere words. Only within the hive mind could such joy be truly expressed.

Changelings far and wide stopped and shuddered, the interaction between their mother and their newest sister so powerful that they couldn't help but feel a sliver of their shared joy.

All things must come to an end though and even Chrysalis could feel her legs begin to grow weak. The realization wasn't a sad one, and though she knew Twilight would be leaving soon, this would not be the last time they would enjoy such a bonding experience.

Pulling her tongue from her daughter’s mouth, the changeling queen pulled back slightly, giggling at the sight of the saddened Twilight looking up at her needily, her lips pushing out as she pouted. “Why did you stop?” Twilight whispered.

“We don't have all day my daughter, you have to finish the last of your lessons before you make your way back home.” She smiled faintly, planting a tiny kiss on the princesses’ lips. “Worry not my sweet, this will not be the last time we will enjoy each other’s bodies.”

Twilight didn't even blush this time, merely nodding sadly. “So what, we just stop?”

Chrysalis rolled her eyes. “I may have felt you cum a few times, but I’m not done yet.”

This time Twilight did blush. “Well go on then, use me as you see fit.” She smiled, brushing a hoof down the queen’s cheek. “It's only fair after all.”

“I suppose it is, isn't it?” She smirked. “Be ready child, this time I won't be quite as gentle this time.”

“Go ahe-AD!” Twilight yelped, feeling the changeling queen’s ovipositor suddenly harden completely before she rammed their hips together.

Despite the force of the thrust it still felt amazing, her new changeling anatomy apparently more than enough to stifle the blow and turn it into a pleasurable one. “Oh fuck yes.” The princess muttered, feeling her limbs fall slack as her queen began to really get into it.

Chrysalis’ hips became a blur, and within seconds the room was filled with the sound of their bodies connecting, the wet, meaty slaps alerting the guards that their queen was finally letting herself go. Each thrust slammed into the princess with such force that the bed rocked, her head slipping a little further back until it bumped into the headboard, her entire body crumpling as she was pushed back relentlessly. Twilight was forced to use a hoof to brace herself, lest she be fucked against the headboard itself.

Chrysalis smirked, noting how Twilight was forced to brace one hoof against her queen’s chest while the other kept her from being pushed back any further. She had more tricks up her sleeve though, and with a small push of her magic her already impressively large appendage grew even larger. The girth grew to the point it would put any stallion to shame while the length extended until her every thrust brushed against the changeling princesses’ womb.

Twilight cried out in wordless pleasure, intensely aware of her pussy stretching and growing as it was forced to contain the beastly appendage. She could feel ridges and bumps begin to form on the formerly smooth ovipositor, it's length changing to become perfectly adapted to Twilight’s pussy. Every thrust lit up the changeling princesses’ brain like a firework, her mother somehow being able to find every pleasure point in her pussy through touch alone.

She couldn't help it, and after only mere seconds of this amazing pleasure she came again. Reaching out with her hooves the princess clutched to her mother intensely, instinctively pulling the larger changeling closer as she felt her mind blank from the sheer intensity of it all.

Chrysalis smirked, slowing her thrusts slightly as she watched Twilight’s jaw hang open, her tongue lolling out as she was completely overwhelmed. I still got it. Chrysalis thought to herself, her thrusts growing short and slow in order to not push her new daughter too far, the queen didn't want her blacking out after all. Just another thing we are going to have to work on.

With a smirk still plastered to her face the changeling continued to pound her daughter's pussy with all the force of a jackhammer. Though she could feel her orgasm already coming on, Chrysalis used her considerable will to push it off for a few minutes. She wanted to truly bond completely with her newest daughter, and nothing did that quite like a ruthless pussy pounding.

Twilight’s legs had gone limp, the changeling lying there on the bed, unable to muster the urge to do anything. She wanted to push back, wanted to do something, but between Chrysalis’ perfectly altered ovipositor, the speed and strength of her thrusts and the queen’s sheer prowess in the art of sex she was rendered completely immobile. It was easily the greatest lay of her life, and probably the single most enjoyable hour of her entire existence. So good was the queen that it was like the very definition of pleasure was being rewritten in the young changeling’s mind, as this was beyond her former comprehension.

She knew then and there that nothing would beat this, indeed nothing would even come close to to the sheer amount of pleasure her mother was able to give her. The princess knew logically they would do something like this again, but now that such a thing became inevitable, she knew she needed this, needed to be made into this wiggling mass of pleasure. Another orgasm was already coming, mere minutes after the queen had begun her absolutely brutal assault on the mare’s cervix, causing the young changeling to grip her mother’s back and moan aloud.

“I’m close.” She whimpered, clinging to Chrysalis’ chest.

The queen smiled, slowing down just enough to allow her daughter to hold onto her body. “I’m almost there my dear, don't hold back now.”

Twilight nodded her head, whimpering her agreement as she felt Chrysalis’ hips regain their brutal pace. As the seconds ticked past Twilight could feel her mother begin to slow, her thrusts growing deeper, shorter and even stronger than before. She knew it wouldn't be long now, and she was curious just what was going to happen when she came, sure she could look in the hivemind and easily find out but Twilight found herself looking forward to the surprise.

A second later the queen lurched forward suddenly, pressing their lips together and forcing her tongue into her daughter’s mouth. Twilight wasn't surprised for long, and pushed her hips out, connecting them for one final time as Chrysalis’ ovipositor began to twitch and pulse.

The young changeling’s pussy spasmed, her body shaking as she felt the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced tear through her body. Though she wanted to kiss her mother back, to give something to the elder changeling, she found herself completely unable to do anything other then lie there uselessly, too overwhelmed to truly do anything other than to lie there and take it.

Chrysalis wasn't exactly surprised by this change, and she swiftly adapted, dominating the smaller changeling’s body and controlling everything. Spurt after spurt of heavy green liquid lurched down her ovipositor, exploding into the smaller changeling’s pussy and forcing it's way into her womb, filling the deepest reaches of Twilight’s body with heavy gel.

The twitching mess that used to be a changeling princess merely continued to lay there, feeling her mother’s hard shaft pulse as it shot load after load inside her. She quickly found her stomach grow heavy, bulging with gellike liquid, and appearing nearly pregnant. By the time her senses returned and she was able to focus on her mother’s face, the shaft that she had grown so familiar with had grown soft and had finally stopped filling her with strange gel.

“Is it over?” Twilight mumbled, putting a hoof to her head as her eyeballs rolled around in her skull.

Chrysalis chuckled, leaning town and planting a light kiss on her daughter’s lips. “It is. Did you enjoy yourself my dear?”

Twilight nodded weakly, a hoof slowly rubbing her bulging stomach. “What was all that?”

Chrysalis smiled, tugging the mare back onto their sides, her shaft never leaving Twilight’s pussy. Now lying comfortably on her side, the queen pulled Twilight into a tight hug, running a hoof through her daughter’s mane. “That is simple lubricant that our bodies make naturally that aids the rebirthing ritual as well as the egg implantation process.” She smirked. “Though I rather enjoy using it as a cum substitute, and it seems as though you do too.”

“Yeah.” Twilight mumbled, still rubbing her belly. “How long will it last?”

“Oh about an hour, after that your body will break it down and dissolve it. It's almost completely water so in a pinch you could drink the stuff.” The queen stuck out her tongue. “Though I wouldn't recommend it.”

The changeling princess giggled. “Sounds gross.”

“Still better then dying of thirst, though not by much.” Chrysalis shook her head. “Now, I’m sure you have a few more questions in that inquisitive mind of yours but I would ask that you hold off for a second, I have something I want to say.”

Twilight nodded dutifully, snuggling a little closer. “Yes mother.”

Chrysalis rubbed a hoof through the changeling’s mane. “Good. I’m going to impart on you the basics of rebirth, egg implantation and everything else you will need to know via the hive mind. I will also tell you of how you can utilize your inherent magic to acquire the DNA of other life forms.”

The smaller changeling’s eyes went wide. “We can do that?”

“Yes. Though it's easiest to do while you are rebirthing another creature you can also use your fangs to suck out the essence of a pony or creature, allowing you access to it's genetic stock.” The queen shook her head. “It's not as easy to do as you might think and I would advise that you study the knowledge I am about to impart before you try to do so yourself.”

“Is that where the legend of the vampony comes from?” Twilight asked quizzically.

Chrysalis chuckled. “Yes actually. A greedy changeling may steal another creature’s essence and drain them of love, turning them into what look like zombies, until their bodies replace the energy and essence of course.”

“Well as long as I’m not hurting anyone…” Twilight remarked before snuggling into her mother’s chest.

Chrysalis smiled down on her. “You will make a wonderful changeling my daughter.”

“Are you sure?” Twilight asked nervously. “I still have so many pony ideas and-”

The queen placed a hoof over the changeling’s lips, silencing her. “Worry not my dear. A changeling must be empathetic and adaptable, you are both of these things.” She smiled. “Now, tell me of your plans once you get back to Ponyville, I fear we have mere minutes before you leave and I must hear how you will build your hive underneath the close watch of so many guards and while you speak I will give you the knowledge you will need. Including the process that allowed you to join our little family.”

Twilight giggled, hugging her mother’s midsection a little tighter. “Worried about me already?”

“Of course my dear, you are my last royal after all.” The queen shook her head, continuing to rub her hoof through the smaller changeling’s mane and down her neck. “Now, tell me how you will accomplish this great feat.”

“Well, I was going to start by-”

The changeling princess stopped just outside the hive exit. The towering structure having become nearly invisible even at the dozen or so feet away that she now stood, making her even more eager to return to the structure so she may go about plumbing the depths of the ancient building and finding out how it was able to hide in plain sight. Though she knew the basics of how it was able to do this through the hive mind, and could easily find out more via the link to her siblings, there was something about delving into the complex weave of a powerful spell that always excited her.

She turned away from the guards, a smile on her face and a bounce in her step. It would take only a matter of minutes before she could teleport to the fringes of Ponyville, but she had allowed herself a considerable amount of time wander and set up a cover story as she considered her circumstances and planned her next move.

Though she had told her mother that she had everything planned out already, that had been partially a lie. Sure she had a plan for everything but she had no secondary or tertiary plans, and those were just as important after all.

As the guards faded into the distance and the forest opened up before her, the changeling princess began plotting her rise, and ensuring that even while building a hive amidst ponies, she would be invisible and undetectable. First she would need to deal with her number one assistant, after that she would need workers, after that though… her plans got nebulous and she wondered which would be more pressing, a greater population, or better defences.

Though she hoped defences would be unneeded, she had to admit that after hearing just how good the royal guard had become at hunting changelings Twilight had to admit it was going to be necessary sooner rather than later. As the magic built, and her first teleport spell was assembling in her mind, she wondered just what she would say to Celestia if the time ever came.

A thought for another time. She dismissed, before lighting her horn and smiling widely. Either way, I will make you proud mother, and in the end, I will serve the swarm.

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