"The fuck is this?" you asked, no, demanded to know. Your spoon clattered against the table as you stared down at the disgusting sight before you, utterly revolted by the sight.

"That's your breakfast, my dear, sweet Anon," Chrysalis answered, batting her eyes at you, although she seemed to stop rather quickly to rest them. You had noticed she was still tired from the day before, almost nodding off at the table, but otherwise totally happy. The fact that more than a couple of holes in her legs had disappeared and her wings seemed more complete than the torn mess they had been before, you figured she got more than a good fill of lust out of you. Her mane and tail even seemed fuller and more vibrant than they had the day before.

Shaking your head, you pointed at the bowl before you. "No, breakfast was the cereal you had your scouts steal for me. Breakfast is supposed to be a delicious, grand start to your day. Breakfast, at the very least, was bearable before. This... this is not breakfast. This is punishment. Is it because I fucked you too hard? Is it because I flipped you upside down and balanced you solely on your horn? Is it because I went anal? Because I shouted surprise before I did that, so you can't blame me. God knows you lubed me up well enough beforehand," you began to rant, jerking your finger at the bowl every time you asked a new question.

Apocrita, seated with the two of you as she usually was at this point, pushed her bowl away with a tight frown on her face. "I've lost my appetite," she muttered, not wanting to inject herself into the conversation too much at this time.

"Oh, none of that... or rather, all of it I suppose," Chrysalis initially denied, only to seem to accept it. "And I mean it in the best of ways. I loved all of it. You're such an inventive and adventurous lover, Anon. Expecting you to stop trying new methods of mating would be an injustice."

"Can I please be excused? I'll just wait outside," Apocrita nearly begged, her ears positioned downward to try and hear as little as possible if it could be helped.

Ignoring Ap's discomfort, you grabbed your bowl, holding it up to Chrysalis, and said "This is not proper inspiration! This is a disgusting consequence that will make me avoid having any further sex with you!"

The source of your aggravation inside the bowl was the most disgusting meal you had been presented with yet. While you had been fed grubs and swamp plants before, now was something that seemed like a perverse parody of cereal. And not the fun kind of perverse, oh no. The bowl was full of a thick, viscous green slime that clung to anything that touched it like a rancid tar. Even worse, there were grubs in it, but not the grubs you'd seen before. These grubs were big enough to eat the other grubs. These fat, almost bloated, blobs of white that wriggled around in the slime like they were trying to escape, but in slow motion.

Chrysalis seemed undeterred by the presentation, looking down at it before returning her gaze to you. "I'll admit, this isn't quite what you had stated you wanted, but after yesterday... brrRRR!" Chrysalis answered, her body shaking as she shivered at the thought of your actions yesterday. "Well, I realized you did an amazing job, but you were backed up. I want you to be as great as you were yesterday all the time. So I had a new diet drawn up for you. Those maggots are the greatest source of protein per portion in all of Equestria, so as to help build up your... reserves," Chrysalis explained, a seductive smile playing at her lips to show her fangs.

"... and the slime?" you asked, not finding the answer she gave you to be acceptable, but not totally dismissing what she was saying there. You were probably still going to gag and throw it up if it tasted and felt half, no, a quarter as bad as it looked.

"It's a... well, lets just call it royal jelly. Honestly, it's a very flattering thing for me to offer you, and I can most definitely assure you that it is not only safe and healthy for you to consume, but full of natural vitamins that will keep your hormones at their most active. Very good for keeping yourself sexually charged, so to speak," Chrysalis explained, her smile wavering a bit as you noticed her eyes now avoiding your own.

"That sounds... kinda cool actually," you acknowledged, still thinking it was totally disgusting, but not as absolutely against the idea of eating it as before.

"Excellent! Then please, do eat up. I'd love to stay and watch, but I must be off. I'm behind a whole day after you ravaged me yesterday. The only way I can pull myself away from it is if you choose to," Chrysalis stated, clapping her hooves together while looking at you in such a way that she practically dared you to take her.

Holding the spoon up, a trail of slime connecting it to the rest of the bowl, while one fat little grub squirm in it, you looked at her to try and ignore what you were about to put in your mouth. "Already? You didn't even eat anything," you asked before shoving the spoon into your mouth and biting down on the grub as quickly as possible.

There was some firm resistance for a moment, but eventually it burst, filling your mouth with a juice that reminded you of the time you blended a raw steak with expired milk. Combined with the taste of the royal jelly, which reminded you of that time you ate Jell-O using bath water cause you were trying to save money, only worse. You had to hold a hand over your mouth to keep it from being expelled.

While you dealt with your horrid breakfast, four guards entered the room and positioned themselves two at each side of their queen, grabbing hold of a bar extended out from the bottom of her seat, and lifted it up. This revealed that Chrysalis was sitting on a fair sized block of ice that had already melted enough that it was conforming around her flank.

"Oh, I'm still stuffed from that five star meal you fed me yesterday. I don't think I could stand another inch," Chrysalis declared, leaning heavily into the double meaning of how you fed her. "Of course, when you're ready to serve me another fine delicacy, I'm certain I can find another hole to stuff it into," she stated as the guards carried her out of the room.

Watching her go, you lifted another spoonful of the horrible breakfast, trying to keep your mind off of it while you ate it. "Man, she is one horny bug... although, I still want to try one of those leg holes," you openly consider before trying to choke down another spoonful of your breakfast.

Apocrita merely glared at you from her seat, irritated with your continued referencing of having sex with every hole her queen had. As you were trying to swallow the slime, which clung to your tongue to the point you had to repeatedly swallow to try and get it down, Ap said "Royal jelly is a mucus spitball Queen Chrysalis coughs up."

You gagged, trying to throw up as the thought of eating what was essentially Chrysalis' snotball made your stomach flip, but the slime kept it firmly down, which only seemed to make you try and barf all the more violently.

"Ugh, why the fuck would she feed me that shit? So goddamn nasty," you grumbled, feeling like your stomach was being weighed down with lead. Every step you took down the hall seemed to make the disturbing concoction in your stomach bounce up, dragging your organs with it.

"Why did you finish eating the rest of it, even after I told you what royal jelly is?" Apocrita asked, not disgusted by it at all, but curious as to why you'd put yourself through the torture of eating it if you found it so repulsive yourself.

"And turn down the opportunity to become even more of a sex god than I already am? Oh you poor, sweet, innocent, stupid, dumb thing. For the sake of his penis, a man must be willing to do many things he does not want," you chided Ap, earning a frown from her. She looked ready to reply harshly, when her ears twitched and she looked forward.

"Lets take a right up ahead, I don't want to deal with this shit right now," Ap quickly suggested, her pace quickening as the two of you approached an intersection.

"What? Deal with what shit right now?" you asked. When she didn't reply, you decided to make a left when she turned right, if only to be an asshole. You heard her quickly turn around when she realized you deliberately ignored her suggestion, but lost track of what she was doing when you saw them approaching.

A fair sized gathering of Changelings were roaming through one of the adjacent tunnels down the one you were facing now, when one of the assembled mass saw you. Given you'd have no issues with it, since the entirety of this hive was composed of Changelings after all, with you being the exception, but there was something definitive about this group. That being that they were clearly wandering around with what seemed like torn banners with your name written in what appeared to be blood on them, as well as what seemed like a full body depiction of you hanging from a rope. Damn, you didn't think pony world could get so dark that they'd form a hate mob to lynch you.

You were about to turn around to run away, when one of the Changelings took notice of you. "It's him! It's Anon!" the Changeling cried out, pointing one of his hooves at you, drawing all eyes toward you. Gasping at the sight of you, the Changelings began to stampede toward you, their sheer numbers flooding the tunnel.

"Anon, run!" Apocrita shouted, flying beside you to assist you.

"So, this is it. This is how I die," you mutter, legs not moving, even though a voice inside your head keeps telling you to run, but you knew these little monsters would outrun you for sure.

"What?" Ap asked, looking at you in confusion. "No, Anon, this is-"

"To be ripped limb from limb by a horde of horse-bugs that are clearly jealous I fucked their queen. Gotta say, it could have been worse... I could have died a virgin," you interrupt, your hand slowly balling into a fist. "Well fuck you all! I ain't just going down without a fight! I'll take you all on! Remember my name! Anon, the man that fucked your queen unconscious!" you bellow, running forward to meet the group.

"Anon, stop!" Ap cried, trying to fly in front of you. Sweet, brave Ap, trying to save you even now, in the face of overwhelming odds. You didn't know if Changelings had a heaven and hell, but she deserved to go to the former.

Clearly realizing your intent, the Changelings at the front of the pack were skidding to a halt, but not fast enough. Pulling your leg back, you swung it forward with all you had, striking the first of the Changelings, punting the little bugger into the air so that he'd land in the crowd behind him. You'd take advantage of the shock that spread through the lynch mob caused by your bold intent to face them head on to grab another one of the Changelings by the horn, swinging them to strike others away. Thankfully they were a fairly light species, probably due to all the holes.

"Wait, Lord Anon, we-" one of the Changelings tried to object. Oh, so now they were going to beg for mercy, while also appealing to your ego by calling you a lord? You'd almost fallen for it, but knew better than to trust the deceptive species. You chose to silence the liar with a swift punch to the throat, leaving them choking for air. A follow up with a punch to the top of their head, avoiding the horn, and then roundhouse kicking them and several others dismissed the would be deceiver.

"You'll have to do better than that to kill m-" you started shouting, only to be cut off as Ap tackled you to the floor, planting a hoof between your shoulder blades painfully to keep you from escaping, her wings buzzing with movement as she used all the force she needed to keep you down. "Et tu Ap, et tu!?" you cried, trying to squirm out from her hold. "What made you betray me? Was it the fact I fucked Chrysalis nine ways to Friday? Or was it the fact I didn't fuck you!? Because you only had to tell me, and I would have gladly-"

"Shut up you man-child! You've done enough damage as it is!" Apocrita shouted at you, twisting her hoof to cut you off. Looking away from your clearly hurt and betrayed face, she focused on the other Changelings, those in front most clearly hurt from your actions. "Are you all alright?"

"We'll be f-fine," one of them stammered, clearly struggling just to stand on her own hooves.

"Fine once you rip me apart and feast on my innards!? You're sick! I hope you all choke on it, especially whichever one goes for the balls!" you shouted, flailing beneath Ap. Damn, she was a strong little bug monster. You'd compliment her on it if she wasn't a mutinous bitch!

Turning to you once more, Ap twisted her hoof in the other direction, drawing a gasp of pain from you. "You're an idiot, you know that?" she sighed, finally removing her hoof your back and stepping off you to give you some room.

You immediately jumped to your feet, positioning your hands before you in a classic fisticuffs fighting stance, ready to go swinging. Your dick was also apparently ready to get to work, as the loose shorts you were wearing did nothing to hide your excitement. You chalked it up to the breakfast, the rush of blood from getting into a fight, and some general arousal from Ap stepping on you like that. You had nothing against strong, empowered women who were willing to step up, you acknowledged that.

The Changelings gasped as they saw your eagerness, whispering among themselves as they openly stared in awe. You were finding it harder to hate this mob considering their very open approval of your junk, making you lower your hands a bit and jut your hips out a bit just to show off some more.

Rolling her eyes at your display, Ap sat down and looked at you like you were some sort of idiot. "Did you forget that you had a fan club? Because this is them. You just assaulted your fan club," she explained flatly, snorting in disappointment as she stared at your face. She was probably the only one not fixated on your dick. Such a weirdo.

"My fan club... but... they have my name written in blood," you stated, looking at the banners.

"We only had red paint, and didn't really let it dry before we came to find you, so it, pardon the pun, bled down," one of the Changelings holding a banner up explained, looking a little sheepish to be addressing you.

"Well, why didn't you write more than my name? Follow up with 'Fan Club' or lead in with 'We Love'. That'd make so much more sense," you countered at their poor reasoning.

"We figured you'd just prefer seeing your own name," one explained. Shit, that was good logic right there.

Looking over to the dummy hanging from a rope, you pointed at it and said "What about that? Clearly a sign you want to lynch me."

"We don't know what this 'lynch' is, but we made a piñata in your honor. We filled it with some of the snacks Queen Chrysalis had us gather for you," the one holding the piñata stated, shaking it around a little, the sound of food shifting around inside made apparent.

Right, pony land, they probably had very few legit hate crimes. Trying to hold your own, you scoffed and said "So you made an effigy of me to beat open?"

"We were going to allow you the honor. None of us would dare to harm even a symbol of you," another answered. Hmmm, that would be a good way to work off some of that self-loathing you'd been building up lately.

"Well... you got me beat. If this is a secret lynch mob that plans on killing me, you'll get the jump on me at this point, in which case kudos. Sorry for kicking your asses," you apologized, relaxing your body at last, with the exception of the raging erection. You'd have to see a physician about that if it lasted for more than four hours.

"You kidding?" one of the Changelings asked, hobbling forward. It might have been the one you punted, as others parted to let him through. "Now we'll get to brag how we survived a beating from you, all our friends will be so jealous!" he nearly squealed with excitement. Now you understood how Queen Chrysalis rose to her position. She was clearly the best dominatrix in a hive of masochists.

Nodding like it was totally normal, you cupped your chin as you looked out over the crowd. "So... not that I'd expect anything less, but how come there are so many more of you now?" you asked. The last group you'd seen didn't even fill your room, this was way larger.

"We all heard how you and Queen Chrysalis mated! Quite literally in some cases. Never before has our queen been so pleased with one of her consorts, we are eternally in awe of your skill," one of them explained.

"The royal guard remained stationed outside the throne room for the safety of our queen, and were so strongly affected by the pheromones she released from your copulation, that they erupted into an orgy. I would know, I was on duty!" another detailed, a wide grin on her face as the memories of last night returned to her.

"Awesome! I mean, gross, but still awesome," you stated, pleased with yourself to learn that you fucking Chrysalis apparently got others laid. Just more proof you were Anon, God of Sex.

"Please stop. He's already bad enough as he is now," Apocrita begged, her pleas falling on deaf ears though.

"No, please, go on. Your admiration, it sustains me," you command, smacking your lips like you could actually taste it.

"He even feeds off our praise, he truly must be a higher form of Changeling in his world," one of the Changelings whispered in awe.

"He's a higher form of dumbass," Ap murmured, shaking her head. It seemed like that drew the attention of one of the Changelings though, who marched up to her with some defiance, although there was some clear fear of her in their eyes.

"But you! How dare you attack Lord Anon! You should have let him get out his anger as he needed! The idea you'd dare risk harming our queen's most favored consort is an insult to the elite guard!" he declared, earning some cheers from his fellows.

Blinking in surprise, Ap pointed to herself with a hoof. "Are you serious? You'd rather he kick your asses, probably stomp a few of your heads in, than me saving you?" she asked, only to receive a backlash of boos.

As much as you loved the idea that Apocrita was getting chewed out for stopping you from being a total badass, you had to admit this didn't really make you smile like it usually would. Stepping forward, you grabbed Ap around the midsection and lifted her up over your head, the action coming so quickly that she didn't even have a chance to flail about, surprised that you'd do such a thing.

"Friends! Changelings! Ass kissers! Do not cast shame upon Ap! She is my guard and my guide among you. She is like my spirit animal, showing me the truth where I am wrong... which isn't often, but even so! She is my best friend and I expect you to show her the respect she deserves," you announced, holding the violet-eyed guard out to the rest of them for admiration. When they were slow to start cheering for her as you expected, you shook her and shouted "APPLAUD HER DAMMIT!"

As the crowd now erupted into applause for Ap, you smiled and set her down. She was a bit shaky standing on her own after you had rattled her around, but was able to gain her composure well enough to look at you, a mixture of irritation and gratitude on her face.

"There, now my fan club is also your fan club. You can thank me with a blowjob later," you tell her, giving her your usual shit eating grin.

"I never asked for it, so no blowjobs... but thank you," she grunted, looking away to focus on the crowd, but you could see the smile growing on her face.

"... seriously though, I might need that blowjob. My dick is unnaturally hard at this point."

Author's Notes:

All hail Anon, God of Sex! All hail Ap, Unwilling Party to Anon's Idiocy!

Figured I'd show how Anon's becoming even more revered by the hive. After all, if you knew someone who could get others laid because they're getting laid, wouldn't you want to be best friends with that guy or gal?... seriously, let me know. I need more friends and more sex in my life.