Blind Challenge 9

Me (The author) dominating Chrysalis

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The sun lanced in out of the window shades, hitting me full in the eyes. The late-evening sun was sinking low over the horizon, and hit my window at the perfect angle. "Fuck." I mumble, slowly pulling myself up from the thick comforter I sport on my bed. "Fine. I can do this. Three hours of sleep, let's go." With a hearty sigh, I throw my covers off and roll out of bed. The clothes from all last week are scattered about the floor of my apartment bedroom, just waiting to be stuffed into my laundry bag and taken down the hall to the laundry room. I haven't, of course, but they remain. With a sigh, I push the button on my PC, booting the monster up, waiting for my two monitors to illuminate my room with the milky glow of safe internet indulgence.

Only the machine never starts. I frown down at the black box, pressing the power button once more. Maybe I didn't press it right the first time? No, everything appears to be in order... Hmm. I get down on my hands and knees, peering behind the contration to see the tangle of wires and cables.

"Power's connected... Ethernet, monitors... What the fuck?" I sit back up, and flip the light on. No, I have electricity. So why isn't my desktop working? "God damnit." I sigh, giving the case one quick, though tender, kick. To my surprise, the thing whirrs to life, beeping and bringing the two monitors up immediately. "Huh. Musta jiggled the power cable or some shit. Whatever."

While my computer boots up, I step out of my room and across the short hall to the bathroom. After a short shower and a change of clothes, I return to my room.

"Good evening, human."

"OH WHAT THE FUCK?!" Screaming loud enough to rouse the neighbors, I jump back through the door. Standing on my bed, the only real clear area in my room, is some quadruped. Whatever it is, it's a terrifying visage. At first. The longer I stare at the impossible occurence, the more and more I begin to make sense of it.

"C... Chrysalis?"

"That's Queen Chrysalis to you, subject." The beast frowns at me. Her long, dark blue mane hung all the way down her slender neck, giving way to a very thin neigh-emaciated rib cage. She was moderately frightening, but now that I got a really good look at her, I noticed she's not even five feet tall. Granted, she's standing on my bed, which is why she's taller than me at the moment. Hence my initial shock. But I slowly right myself, standing almost as tall as her. She still looks down at me, frowning intently.

"What... Pray tell... Is Queen Chrysalis doing on my bed this Friday evening?"

"I was going to ask you that myself." Chrysalis continued to frown at me, her head held high. She almost reached the ceiling, the way she was standing. I continued looking up at her, my mind still reeling. "All I know is one moment I'm among my changelings, plotting to take over Equestria once more, and then I'm here. I think that." She gestures over my shoulder. "Is to blame."

"What, my computer?" I turn to look at the desk against the corner, and what I see almost makes me fall down again. In place of my usually-tame desktop is instead what I can only describe as a portal of sorts. Instead of a desk, all I see is a glowing, shifting wall of ephemeral mist. "Oh. It doesn't do that often."

"Often? You speak as if it's done this before."

"Okay, it doesn't do that period. Computers aren't supposed to do that."

"Computers?" Chrysalis' expression turns from disapproving to quizzical. "What is a computer?"

"It's... A thing. Look, you can't stay here. My room mate will kill me if we take on someone else without re-drafting our lease."

"Lease?! Are you saying I am on loan?!" Chrysalis's expression flashes a bright green for a moment. I'm almost frightened. Almost.

"Whatever. Look, just get off my bed and go back through the purple mist."

"Fine." Chrysalis grunts. I lay a hand on her shoulder to assist her down off of the bed, but she snarls at me. "Take your hands off of me, Human!" I step back, arms raised, frowning intently at her.

"Hey, sorry. But you kind of replaced my two-thousand-dollar computer with a portal to Equestria. Forgive me if I'm not the most courteous 'subject' right now." She pauses at my mention of their homeworld. Of course I know of it. It's all I've written about for the past year now. But she seems genuinely shocked.

"You know of Equestria?"

"Y... Yeah I do." I mutter with a slight blush. "You guys are... Kind of a thing in this world."

"Tell me more." Chrysalis turns her back on the portal and plops down on her hole-filled haunches. I blink at her.

"I'm not telling you anything." I frown. "I want my fucking computer back. I got shit to do today."

"Your... Computer? Yeah, it's gone." Chrysalis sighs. "And I'm here, nor am I moving. So I suggest you tell me more right now."

"I'm not telling you shit, now go." I step forward, my hands raised. A look of fear and anger flashes through her eyes as I wrap my palms around the upper end of her forelegs, pushing her back into the purple mist. Just as I let go, though, an indomitable pressure hits me just between my shoulder blades. "Oof!" Jerking forward from the impact, I step into the purple mist, tripping over the edge of something very solid and kind of sharp. Bare-footed, dressed in naught but my jeans and a t-shirt, I tumble through the purple portal to the pony world, just a few inches away from the queen of changelings herself.

"Curses!" After a short drop and a long fall, the two of us land somewhere else. Now, I may have never experienced something like this before, but all my delusional flights of fancy have somewhat dulled me to the vertigo one would normally feel at being suddenly transported to an alternate dimension. I spring to my feet readily, taking stock of my surroundings. We're in some densely wooded area, though we managed to land in a moderately-sized clearing. All around me in the trees are hundreds of glowing green eyes. Changelings. I'm surrounded.

"You filthy creature." Chrysalis slowly gets to her hooves, glaring at me. "I was intrigued by the probability of a new world. Now you've taken that from me." I glance over my shoulder, and sure enough, the purple mist is gone. I'm trapped here, surrounded by hundreds of angry changelings. With a sigh, I ready myself, adopting a fighting stance. If they're going to take me, it's going to have to be by force. "I'll take my revenge on you. Prepare yourself!" Chrysalis growled and spread her hooves, her horn ablaze already. I gasp and throw myself to the side, grunting as I impact the hard forest floor. A bolt of brilliant energy soars over my head, singing the grass as it shoots past. Scrambling to my feet, I start running, picking up speed across the forest floor. More bolts of energy soar past me, and I can hear the angry hissing of the changleings all around me. They don't do anything, surprisingly enough. It seems as if the queen wants me to herself. She turns as I run around her in a circle, shooting bolt after bolt of energy at me. Now that I don't have to worry about her constituents, I can devote myself to focusing on just one target. Huffing to give myself extra energy, I cut towards her.

"FOOL!" She screams, leveling her horn at me. Just as soon as she casts the next bolt, I spin off to my left, never losing my footing. The bolt sears the back of my shoulder blades. I ignore the pain and leap at her. In her eyes, I see anger and fear. She's scared of me. A devious grin on my lips, I complete my journey with a vicious tackle. In a sprawl of limbs, diaphanous wings, and blue hair, we tumble to the ground. Chrysalis is a skilled grappler, but I didn't train for four years for nothing. Passing what would quantify as her guard, I slam my forearm against her throat, keeping her horn and teeth away from my face. Her forelegs prove more difficult, as she curls them both between my chest and hers, benching me off of her. As my forearm is lifted a little, I switch it instead for my hand, keeping her head pinned to the ground. All the while, she's screaming and writhing. I take several hooves to my face, but the bruises go unnoticed as I vie for a dominant front mount.

"Yield." I growl, my hand working at pinning her hoof to the ground.

"NEVER!" She screams, choking against my hand.

"YIELD!" I trap her foreleg underneath my armpit, and by leaning back, put pressure on her elbow. The joint locks, giving me dominance over the leg. If I lean back any more, it'll dislocate her foreleg. Her eyes go wide with realization, and she stops struggling. Both of us are panting, sweaty, and more than a little angry. But she understands. Not just her, the entire horde. They know I've established dominance. Warily, I let go of her foreleg. "Will you be civil about this?" I ask, releasing her neck. Chrysalis' slender chest rises and falls rapidly as she fights to regain her breath, but she nods up at me.

"You've no idea what you've just done." She growls. In the heat of the moment, I'm still trying to wrap my head around what just happened, but something about her words strikes me.

"What do you mean?" I ask, frowning at her.

"Look at them." Chrysalis raises a weak hoof to the forest around the clearing. "They're no longer mine to control."

"What?" I look up, watching as the hundreds of green eyes stare intently at me. Me. Not Chrysalis.

Me.

"And... I guess that means..." Chrysalis blushes. As easily as something like her can blush, what with the jet-black skin. "You control me now..."

In an instant, it hits me. Every sick and twisted fantasy that's shot through my dark mind in the throes of furious masturbation. Every sick and wet fantasy I have had and ever will have plays itself out in my mind for a brief moment. Changelings. Hundreds of them. At my beck and call. And here I am, straddling the most prominent and powerful of them all. Here she is, looking up at me, and unless I'm mistaken... Her look says more than I had ever hoped it would.

"One thing." Chrysalis raises her hoof, laying it on my chest. I frown down at her. "We are changelings. We live on love. For you to control any one of us, you must first love us. Completely. Wholly. With mind, body, and soul."

"I'm never going back to my world, am I?" I ask, suddenly a little sad. Chrysalis' look changes from lusty to sad for a moment.

"No."

"Well then." I sigh and lean forward, my lips brushing hers. "It looks like I'll just have to have you all keep me company."

"My king." Chrysalis sighs as she pushes her lips against mine. In that strange, very alien kiss, I can feel a most definite sense of urgency and satisfaction. For Chrysalis, their lives depend on me loving them. For me, my life depends on loving them. Or else I might be overpowered by the horde surrounding me. I feel her tongue slip out of her mouth, caressing my lips like the touch of a desperate lover. Who am I to deny her? With a breathy groan, my own mouth opens and I kiss her back. Our tongues twist around one another's, sharing a fair bit of fluid between the two of us. My hands leave her body, no longer dominating this poor, misplaced queen. Instead, I begin caressing her. To my surprise, I find her body is covered with a delightfully matte-like skin. It's somewhat rough, but not that unpleasant to touch. I can grip her anywhere, almost like touching a very rough bit of drywall. It's intoxicating, really. My hands continue to roam over her torso, feeling every inch of her I can reach. Her hooves lay on the ground beside her, letting me have free roam of her body. It's time to find out exactly how much like my sick and twisted fantasies their anatomy really is.

"Open your legs, my queen." I groan, our lips breaking apart for a moment. After a moment of re-adjusting, I'm settled on my knees between her splayed legs, both of my hands passing over the flat part of her slender stomach. I'm happy to find that, despite the texture on the rest of her body, her stomach is smooth and soft. All the way down to the place between it. She begins panting, her mouth hanging open as my hands grow nearer and nearer to what I hope is a mostly-feminine sex.

Sure enough, it is. There, resting between her thin haunches, is a delicate and small pink slit. It's already glistening a little. I pull away from her to get a better look at it, checking it against the millions of images of vaginas I've seen in my lifetime. I'm happy to find it seems almost human. She has two delicate pink labia, and even a small clitoris. peeling her lips apart, I don't see any disgusting tentacles or teeth or other various atrocities I've seen changelings given before. In fact, it seems perfectly normal. She even smells like a human.

"Ah!" Chrysalis' back arches as I slip one finger inside of her. I can feel the muscles of her core flex and pulse around the invading digit, but she isn't complaining. I smile warmly and probe further, seeking that magical little spot. Sure enough, I find it, about as deep inside of her as I can reach my middle finger. The hard spot begins to grow as I toy with it further, drawing whimpers and cries of ecstasy from Chrysalis. She screams out as I press into it over and again, and as I feel her muscles clench harder, I pull out.

"Ooh... Oh my..." Chrysalis is flushed as she sags back into the grass of the meadow, panting and grinning up at me with a giddy expression. "You... You've done this before?"

"With human women, yes." I tease, licking my finger free of her aroused juices. "A few times."

"I see." Chrysalis groans, slowly raising herself up on her forelegs. "Well, I hope I please you, my king." She leans forward, seeking another kiss. I place my hand on her chest, gingerly guiding her back down.

"You can please me..." I tease, pulling at the button on my jeans. "By begging for it."

"Wh... What?"

"I never said I'd be a kind king. Or very forgiving. My shoulders hurt from your magic, Chrysalis. If you're going to be my queen..." I lean in, my lips hovering directly over hers. "You're going to have to prove to me how sorry you really are."

I can feel the bulge in her throat pulse as she swallows. Her life is on the line. As is mine. But I'm the one in control, and she's going to pay for causing me pain. I can feel her hot breath as her mouth opens.

"Please..." She whimpers. "Please give it to me..."

"Hmm? Give what to you?" My jeans sag around my waist, slowly sliding down my legs. needless to say, I'm already hard. Chrysalis, however, is dripping. I can feel her wetness on her thighs. It makes her slippery, and very very enjoyable to touch. My free hand plays with her, twisting and fiddling her clitoris until she's positively dribbling onto the grass beneath us.

"Y-your... Stallionhood..."

"Penis." I correct her. "We humans call it a penis. Or a cock. Or a dick. Or many other fun analogies. But I am no stallion, so you will not call it that. Ever again. Am I clear?"

"Y-yes."

"Yes, what?" My hand drives into her sex, spearing her with two fingers. She cries out. "Yes, WHAT, Chrysalis?!"

"Y-yes, My King!" She cries, writhing underneath me. "Please! G-give me y-your cock!"

"Very good." I pull my fingers out, pushing them into her mouth instead. "You learn quickly, Chrysalis. I'll make a good little queen out of you yet."

"Y-yes, my king." She mumbles past my fingers. Her tongue hungrily sucks at every inch of flesh she can manage, eager to taste as much of herself on my skin as she can. I'll have to feed that hungry little mouth of her later. For now, there is the matter of giving these changelings my 'love.' Hard and ready, I guide myself against her, groaning at the slippery, hot sensation of her ready flesh.

"Are you ready, Chrysalis?"

"I-I've never... Done this before." Chrysalis muttered.

"Oh good." I tease, kissing her neck. "I won't be gentle."

"What do you m- AUGH!" I drive myself deep into her, hard enough to drag her back across the grass a few inches. She screams into my ear, her forelegs clamping around me. She agitates the harsh burn on my back, making me grunt both with pain and pleasure. Excitement flashes through my entire body as I grasp both her hooves, pushing them roughly down into the grass. She's completely spread out beneath me, and with my hot manhood inside of her, she's completely at my mercy. Grinning evilly, I surrender to my more animal instincts and let loose a flurry of hard and fast thrusts. Chrysalis gasps and cries out each time I drive into her, the hot muscles of her core gripping me as firmly as can be. Her hot love juices make moving in and out so easy, it's almost pathetic.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you, Chrysalis?" I grunt, driving harder and deeper. I can feel her g-spot hard against my head. I'm hitting it with each thrust, reducing Chrysalis into a whimpering pile of quasi-pony flesh. Her eyes are rolling back in her head, and her tongue hangs out of her mouth lewdly. She can't even talk, let alone complain. Not that she would. Considering how incredibly wet her body is, she's thoroughly enjoying this. Harder and faster, I drive into her, breaking out into a thin layer of sweat.

"Uuh... uuhn..." Chrysalis groans, her stomach twitching as I continue thrusting. She's completely lost to it now. She's mine. And, in a sense, I'm hers. I belong to the horde now. But that doesn't mean I'm their subject. They are mine to control and do as I see fit with. Each and every one of them.

As I empty a hot load of 'love' deep into Chrysalis' body, I resign myself to this new and rather enjoyable fate. I'm going to have to get used to it. But I don't think, with my extensive history in fantasizing about a life among these creatures, that I'm going to be very unhappy. Sure, I've left my family behind, and I'm most definitely going to be fired from my job... But I think 'Inter-dimensional blunder' is an acceptable excuse to give the board of directors. That, and if I ever manage to make it back to Earth, I'm bringing as many of these things with me as possible. An entire force of changelings at my disposal? I'm beginning to get some very interesting ideas... Both erotic and otherwise.

"M-my King..." Chrysalis groans, laying on the grass in a puddle of our mixed orgasmic juices. She's completely tapped. She can't even raise her head properly. I grin down at her, standing up and looking around at the horde surrounding me.

"Yes, Chrysalis." I coo, looking around at my new constituency. "I am your king. And you are my queen. Together... Why don't we try taking over Equestria once more?"