As was any day, Chrysalis was seated upon her throne, imposing her will upon her subjects. While many would assume that just meant she was barking orders, it also meant a lot of plotting, resource management, and understanding of the current flow of the world outside her own domain. After all, who wanted to invade the Crystal Empire if they were currently in an economic decline due to an influx of imports and a total failure to produce any exports, dispensing your nation's wealth in the process? But that was a lesson for another day.

No, what was important was you striding into the throne room like you owned the place. The guards and Chrysalis looked at you with interest, curious as to the fact that, while you finally had a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt with a black pony skull on it at last, you also had the sheets of your bed tied around your neck like some billowing cape.

"Chrysalis, I've come to bargain!" you declared as you approached the throne.

"Oh? Well that's very cute Anon, but I really do have a lot of work I must be catching up on... also, where is Apocrita?" Chrysalis declared, looking around for your guard. She didn't take lightly the idea that anyone would dare to ignore the rules she had set in forth, particularly orders for keeping you safe.

"Yeah, no so much of a bargain as a command," you stated, undoing the sheet cape you made for yourself and dropping it to the floor. The mention of the word 'command' had drawn Chrysalis attention, levitating aside the paper she had before her. "And I told her that she wasn't needed for this, as are the rest of your guards."

Brows lifting in realization, Chrysalis shot a look at her guards, then waved her hoof before her. "Leave us, this is a private matter," she commanded, the guards bowing their heads before marching out, only a few of them bothering to look back at all. Returning her gaze to you, she said "I must say, I'm surprised Anon. Considering you didn't use your wish the very first day, I expected you to sit on it for a while."

"The only one sitting on it will be you!" you shouted. Chrysalis just stared at you for a moment, leaving an awkward silence in the air. Sighing, you reiterated it "I'm using my command and being very specific about it so that we don't get any confusion later. I am commanding you to have sex with me whenever I want."

Perhaps the most surprised she had ever been, Chrysalis reared back a bit, only being kept from falling off the throne because of the high and pointy back of the oversized chair. "A-Anon, I've been wanting this for so long. Tartarus, I've been offering it to you every day since you got here! Why would you ever waste your command on something I am so willing to provide you with?"

"Because in all honesty, I wasn't fully certain that you were going to want a one-and-done thing. Like you just want a taste of what I've got going on in my pants, then get bored. I was going to hold out until I couldn't possibly resist it any longer, but when I got the option to command you, I decided to use it to make it a long term thing," you explained. Indeed, that had been part of the reason you'd held out. If you were going to blow your load only once while stuck in this hive, you were going to make it count.

"Such cunning, I'd be insulted you'd think so little of me and my lust for you if your reasoning wasn't so truly logical," Chrysalis congratulated you. Wow, logical thinking? You don't think you'd ever been told you had such a thing. Then, with one of the sultry looks that you were quite used to by now, Chrysalis leaned forward, her forked tongue flicking out over her fangs, and said "Am I to believe that you wish to exercise your newfound right with me?"

"No, I just came here in person, clearing the throne room of everyone but you and me, just so I could tell you that I'll be having sex with you whenever I want," you reply sarcastically. Mmm, thick sarcasm tasted like molasses.

"Then lets waste no time," she hissed, her horn flashing a bright green that sent the button of your jeans shooting off the denim and the zipper flying down to the point it almost broke.

"Hey, slow down a moment! I just got these clothes," you complained, even as the jeans slipped down your legs to your ankles, exposing your new black boxers with red hearts on them. Telling someone to slow down felt a little surreal, usually you were the one being told to do such. Given you hardly seemed very convincing, considering your boxers were pitched like a tent on a hot summer night.

Cooing as she fluttered down from her throne, her legs twitching as she clearly wanted to charge you, Chrysalis said "I'm sorry, but I can't help it. I feel like a filly on Hearth's Warming Eve, I just need to tear through the wrapping and see what my present is."

"Well it hardly seems fair. I mean, you get to strip me like I'm a Barbie doll, and you're already naked. No foreplay fun there." you complained unconvincingly. After all, when Chrysalis was finally before you, she leaned in, flicking her forked tongue along your neck while one of her hooves came up to fondle your shaft. You weren't sure how it worked, considering it was just a hoof and all, but you really got the sensation of her rubbing all up and down your concealed sock.

"Mmm, I do apologize, but I'm sure we'll have tons of opportunities to explore the bountiful and limitless number of ways to savor each other's bodies, but right now, I just need a hot, hard rutting," Chrysalis announced, grazing her fangs over your neck while her horn lit up again. You shirt was yanked up, blinding you for a moment while forcing your arms up, while at the same moment your underpants were yanked down to your knees. The sudden force set you off balance, leading you to fall on your back.

"I'd complain more if this wasn't exactly the sort of shit that got me hard," you muttered through your shirt, squirming to worm your arms out of the sleeve holes and pull the t-shirt off. When your sight returned, you found Chrysalis laying atop your legs, her snout merely an inch from your turgid prick, making it twitch with every wave of hot breath that rolled over it. Her eyes seemed to have dilated and sparkle, like she was looking at some grand treasure or artifact of power.

"It's simply magnificent. The shape is so unique compared to every creature I've seen before, and the size seems perfectly proportionate to your body. It's even better than I expected," she announced, seeming to talk to herself more than she was you. You'd be damned if she didn't know how to stroke your ego with her words, and soon she'd be stroking your ego quite literally.

"You keep talking like that, and I'll think you're just another erotic dream I'm going to wake up from too early," you chuckle, reaching down to grab hold of her twisted horn, keeping it in place so she won't be able to lean forward and dive on your cock.

Smirking up at you, she flicked her tongue out, the forked tip running over the head of your engorged member, making you gasp and buck up involuntarily. "I'm flattered that you think of me when you're sleeping. Allow me to reward you," Chrysalis purred, more of her tongue slowly slipping out of her mouth, coiling around your shaft like a serpent. Oh fuck, you didn't know it could go that far out. Chrysalis' tongue was made all the better as she began to slither it up and down, the oddly soft, almost velvet caress of the appendage contracting, squeezing down onto the pulsating need that throbbed throughout your dick, then relaxed, making you want it back.

Sensing your vulnerability, Chrysalis pushed her head forward, your grip on the horn still standing, but the muscles in your arm going weak enough that she could ignore the feeble resistance you had put up. Now her lips pressed to your bulbous head, giving it only the lightest of pecks at first, although you still felt her tongue sliding around like a lubed up hand, but one peck was followed by another, each getting more daring and intimate than the last.

But what seemed to arouse you the most of all through it was her eyes, oddly enough. While she was making out with your leaking head, her tongue jerking you in a way that made your hands feel ashamed for failing you for so many years, she didn't let her eyes leave yours. The green orbs, now seeming to glow gently with a newfound energy, seemed to gaze beyond the surface and deeper inside of you. Part of you felt you should have been worried, but the majority of your thoughts were how much you were enjoying her ministrations, as well as how intensely you were going to fuck her now that the dam was breaking.

The eye contact broke when Chrysalis dove forward, engulfing the entirety of your meat hammer into her mouth, shoving more than several inches into her throat as well, introducing you to a whole new level of heat and wetness. Astonishingly, her tongue stayed exactly in place, still constricting and slithering like a creature with a separate mind of its own. In fact, while you couldn't see it any longer, you knew it had somehow backtracked up your length so that the forked tip played at your head. Chrysalis had shut her eyes now, as though she was savoring the taste, which was backed up by the slurping noise she sucked hard, dragging her tongue every which way. You were pretty sure she had somehow tied it into a knot at this point.

Your hips shot up when you felt her hum, the vibrations traveling through her throat and tongue to massage your rod in a manner you honestly had no comparison for. The force of your motion actually lifted Chrysalis' head off your cock, freeing half of the pole. As your hips came back down, gravity pulled Chrysalis with you, driving her head down in another deep thrust, striking the back of her throat so that she'd gag, the muscles constricting around your manhood while releasing a gush of saliva that escaped her mouth, slathering your balls in the hot spit.

Something about it made you tighten your grip on Chrysalis horn, pushing her head away, although she fought the entire time, whimpering around your swollen dick like a pet having its toy taken away, her eyes open and pleading for you to stop. Right when your tip was about to leave her lips, you changed direction, pulling her head down. With her already trying to force her way back down, she was met with another stabbing thrust into her throat, earning you another flood of saliva to coat your engorged prick.

It seemed like a switch was flipped inside of Chrysalis, because she didn't just let your meat slab sit inside of her throat anymore, oh no. Apparently loving the rough treatment, Chrysalis pulled away, stopping only at the last possible moment, dropping down so that your tonsil tickler scraped her esophagus. She gagged once more, but not as much as she had previously, clearly getting adjusted to your penis violating her mouth, which was good considering she made it a point of just bouncing her head on your lap.

It became harder to watch as her mane started whipping about, the long locks tossing over your lower half, practically a curtain hiding your groin from sight, but you could have cared less. Your toes curled, trying to grasp onto anything as you felt your load building in you, the pressure actually getting painful at this point. You felt stupid as you suddenly remembered you hadn't busted a nut in week and your stamina was far from its prime at the moment.

"Chrysalis, I-" you tried to warn her, only to get sucker punched with pleasure as Chrysalis tongue had snaked its way down to your testicles, lapping at them as she choked herself on your cock. Your words became a gargled mess as your back arched, only your shoulders and feet touching the ground now, while your hand firmly held in Chrysalis in place as your climax hit.

The queen's eyes shot open in surprise as the first rope of hot spunk fired like a shotgun shell. She'd only just started to cough in response to the rush of cum pouring down her throat, when the next spurt fired off, the thick seed clogging Chrysalis' throat, the force of each successive blast trying to force the ever growing load down into her stomach, but her gagging and convulsing muscles were trying to push it back. Thankfully for her, you eventually relented, your nuts feeling like someone just used them as a punching bag from how hard they worked.

You'd let go of Chrysalis' horn, your body dropping back to the floor, allowing her to slip off of your cock. The moment it slipped free of her mouth, she ended up coughing violently, wads of your jizz splattering back on your dick, with a fair deal simply dribbling down her chin.

"D-damn Chrysalis, I know you'd been threatening me with a good time, but that was... fuck, I honestly can't think of a shitty remark to make," you pant out, letting one of your arms drape over your eyes as you tried to recover. God knows looking at cum splattered Chrysalis was only going to make you hard again.

"That wash vewy good," Chrysalis giggled, sounding like she was drunk. Lifting your arm, you saw her swaying a little bit, and wondered if you went too hard on her. Or maybe it was something in your spunk that made her like that. Or maybe she was sucking up some semblance of love from the lust. You couldn't get a grasp on magic horsey world's crazier creatures... but you could say it was oddly sexy, if your still hard dick said anything.

"Get a little too much? I thought you were ready for the full ride, but apparently not," you teased, giving a wiggle of your hips to make your dick sway back and forth like some sort of pendulum.

Both your actions and words seemed to sober Chrysalis up, shaking her head so that her already messy man whipped around. When she stopped, the green hair fell in front of her face in just a way that her smoldering eyes looked at you with pure desire. She proceeded to climb off your legs, turning away from you and lifting her tail, exposing her ass and pussy.

"Please Anon, we've only just begun," she purred enticingly, her words made all the more charming by the way you saw her clit winking at you repeatedly. You'd seen her backside numerous times, all attempt to flirt and draw you in, but this was the first time you'd seen her so truly aroused with your presence that she was openly showing signs.

She had that horse vagina that sort of creeped you out, but at the same time was still a hole you wanted to fill, and was admittedly hot in its own right. It was so exposed, so naturally accepting, almost demanding, to take whatever you had to offer. What further surprised you was that she had plump black lips that allowed only a slight amount of the green-blue folds inside go on display.

Looking over her shoulder at you, Chrysalis grinned evilly, then lowered her front half to the floor, putting her ass on display, her wings flickering a bit in anticipation. "Well? You just going to lie there and stare? Or are you going to get up like a man and pound my pussy till I'm squealing like a filly?" she asked.

Snorting, you rose up, not fully standing yet as your legs were still a bit weak, but you weren't going to let her see that. She insulted your honor and manhood! You'd show her that nobody dares to mock your ego!

"Big talk coming from someone who was just choking on my dick," you grunted, getting behind Chrysalis properly. You grabbed hold of her tail, making sure it was hoisted high up so that it wouldn't get in the way, but also for a bit of leverage as you prepared yourself. The other hand came in a quick smack on her right cheek, making you realize how surprisingly pliable the flank was. You had to squeeze the soft, yet firm butt, kneading it like a ball of dough.

"Mmm, teasing me, or are you more a romantic than I thought?" Chrysalis purred, wiggling her ass some more, enjoying the treatment you gave her, but clearly wanting more still if the string of juices dripping from her nethers was any indicator.

Reluctantly letting your hand leave her backside, you grabbed hold of your own shaft, still messy with your own cum, and kept it still as you pushed your hips forward, guiding the head to her lips, parting it as you teased the tip inside. "Real talker during sex, huh? Makes me wish your jaw got sore during the blowjob," you retorted, slipping the swollen mushroom cap of your prick slip further inside, rubbing it up and down to help loosen her folds. You'd be damned, for a horse-bug-monster that was about your size, she felt tight enough to be as small as all the other ponies... not that you'd been able to test that yet.

Snorting at your answer, Chrysalis replied "Lets just see if you last more than ten sec-UNGH!"

You didn't let her finish, not wanting her to dare question your stamina! You'd show her round one was just a fluke. And you did so by yanking her tail, impaling her on Vlad, her folds forced to spread around your girth as your hips came forward to meet her flank. You wanted to go in thrusting away like an animal, just like you did on prom night, at least until your date pushed you off and kicked you in the balls, but you had to stop and revel in it.

Even without thrusting, her narrow love canal, which seemed like an apt name for the Changeling's pussy, was repeatedly squeezing down on you. What really surprised you though was the sensation of something actively sliding over your shaft, like a series of tiny little tendrils groping your dick, tracing over the throbbing veins that ran through it. It made you think that you should really look before you leap cockhead first into a pussy, but it was a pleasant surprise, like when you realized your third girlfriend's twin had tricked you into having sex with her.

"Nnnngh, come on Anon, don't tell me you're ready to burst already," Chyrsalis teased you, using some exceptional muscle control to grip your cock, pulling away slowly so that her every fold dragged with agonizing tension up your pussy pogo stick. That was a mistake on her part.

Before she got halfway up, you tightened your grip on her tail and pulled hard, forcing her back onto you, driving yourself back in so that you were pressing as deep into her as possible, getting a surprised yelp followed by a moan in response. The impact of your hips on her flank sent a ripple through the full cheeks. As her bottom came down from the bounce, you pulled back, your jaw clenched as her velvet soft folds and crazy tendrils seemed to cling and pull you back in, not wanting you to leave, but as you nearly yanked yourself all the way out, you drove yourself back in. You were still adjusting to the exotic contents of Chrysalis' meat sleeve, but you repeated the motions, starting to work up a rhythm so that you stopped wasting movements and kept the friction going.

"Ffffuck Anon! That's it! Rut me! Breed me!" Chrysalis cried out. Not content to just lay there and take it, she pushed back on your next thrust in, the assisted motion driving you faster and deeper as you pressed harder into her than any other thrust, making you groan and pause for a moment, but Chryalis would have none of it. She pulled herself forward, only to bounce back, making the throne room echo with the sound of flesh striking flesh.

You could tell she was getting desperate as coos and moans poured from her mouth in a waterfall of sexual gratification. You were kind of surprised by how quickly she was slipping into it, but you just figured after nearly two weeks of being denied your dick, she was a bit backed up herself.

Deciding to help her along, you leaned forward, letting the hand that had been gripping her tail slide around her body, going below her barrel and coming back down between her legs. Letting her experience something you doubted any pony or pony-like creature could provide, you continued to propel yourself forward, feeling the heat building between your genitals, and brought your fingers to the ever winking clit, feeling the juices rushing over it.

Touching the blue-green button almost felt like a mistake, because the moment you did, Chrysalis howled out, her body tensing in a way that made you think the exo-skeleton on certain parts of her body was going to break. You actually had to stop thrusting, not out of your own desire to relent, but because she became a vice, a seal forming from the painfully tight muscles that locked you in place while the tendrils were smashed between her vaginal walls and your dick, squirming without any success.

While her body seemed to have locked up, you could feel more than anything that she was shaking so violently that you wondered if there was something medically wrong at this point, but figured it was okay as you took notice to her incredibly long tongue lolling out of her mouth. You were quickly made happy that she had stripped you so efficiently, because her juices exploded out of her like a shotgun blast, soaking your crotch and thighs in a warm, sticky, and oddly sweet smelling fluid.

As she seemed to start coming down from her orgasm, you decided to be an asshole, but in a fun way, and rubbed your fingers along the sensitive clit that got her to this point. You could hear her voice choke out, body tensing up once more before erupting into a new series of spasms that made her feel like some sort of vibrating sex toy on your dick. This round of orgasmic ministrations didn't last as long or violently as the first, but it was still all the more pleasing as she lay there, her cheek now pressed against the floor while panting quickly to catch her breath, looking like she just ran a marathon in the lewd Olympics.

It took her almost a minute, but she eventually regained enough of herself to dart her eyes back and focus on you. While they were practically swimming with lust and pleasure, her brow furrowed a bit as she recognized something. "A-A-Anon... d-did you not c-cum?" she stuttered out, almost sounding self-conscious about it.

Looking back at her curiously, you replied "I just came from the blowjob and we've only been at it for... like, a minute, if even that. Hardly enough time to get Mt. Vesuvius erupting again." You just came up with that one, pocketing another name for your dick.

Chrysalis' eyes went wide, and you could feel her pull forward a bit off your shaft. "A-Anon... how long does sex last f-for you?"

Shrugging, you answered "Seven to thirteen minutes? Depends on how good it really is... why, how long does it last for you?"

Chrysalis seemed almost scared as she gulped, her eyes flicking around, but then they returned to you with a renewed sense of wonder and lust. "S-stallions usually only last 30 seconds. I c-can usually go for longer," she stated, giving a knowing smile, her tongue extending forth in a perverse gesture to you.

Your mind almost stopped working there. Stallions only lasted that long? You remembered seeing a video or two of horses having sex back on Earth... you know, for academic purposes, and remembered that they really didn't take very long. So here, even on a bad day where you gave in too quickly, you were likely to last at least five times longer than essentially any other male. You were like a sex god here. You could feel your ego swelling, and so could Chrysalis apparently by the way she cooed from the rush of blood going to your dick.

"Oh Chrysalis... I'm going to ruin sex with anybody else for you," you declared, pulling back slowly to prepare yourself to utterly blow away the queen.

Author's Notes:

The economic views thing at the beginning was a joke. If anyone seriously wants to start shit because of perceived political views portrayed in a comedic MLP fanfic involving Anon of all people, I will have the comment deleted.

That said, hope everyone enjoyed this one. Not quite used to writing sex scenes, if that isn't obvious. Also wanted to insert some humor into it still, although I wasn't sure if that wasn't ruining things or not. Also decided to end it there after the revelation that Anon's the farthest from a quick shot in ponyland, because lets just say he won't end it after one or two rounds. Boy has a lot of back up.