You collapsed onto your bed, groaning as you did so. Not out of the fatigue that the day had instilled upon you, but out of the pain that the shitty mattress caused. You wished that you could have let Chrysalis replace your current mattress with a new one, but it wasn't going to be worth it.

Rolling onto your back, you looked up at the sheets that hid Ap's cocoon. You could still see the outline of the mass of bug puke through the sheets, reminding you it wasn't the best method of hiding things. Regardless, you couldn't help but smile at it. "Hey Ap, how's your day been? Warm and cozy up there?" you asked, knowing full well that speaking to her like this was little better than talking to yourself. "What? You've been masturbating at the thought of me? You dirty girl. I'm going to have to clean those sheets when you're done with them. Such a nasty bitch," you taunted her. Yeah, you were definitely losing it, but you had a good reason.

After the day you had, how were you supposed to talk to the cocoon of the girl you had fucked into going through second puberty... huh, made your day sound better by comparison. Still, your day had been eventful in all the worst ways... or best ways. Things you found fun weren't quite as fun when you had to do them outside of your own desires.

"Oh, how was my day? Could have been worse, that's for sure. I had sex a lot, all for you! I hope you appreciate all the things Captain Stabbin', new dick name by the way, and I have been through to make sure you stay safe. For example, in the dining room during breakfast..."

You weren't sure if you were happy or upset over the fact you were able to stomach the grub and royal jelly fairly well by now. The only time you gagged anymore was when one of the grubs got especially lively about its last moments once you popped it in your mouth. You found it especially easy if you drank a lot of water to wash each bite down. Even worse, in the fact you were starting to enjoy eating this crap, was the fact that you were probably losing some of that excess body fat you'd been carrying for some time. Protein and water would do that for you.

"So I was thinking that once I take over the Crystal Empire, I'll make their palace into a sex club of some sort. Lock Princess Cadance in a cage that'll overlook it all, see what her love is creating for my-, I'm sorry, OUR Changelings. You and I can even go there every once in a while, have a marathon session, let the pheromones really drive them into a frenzy. I'll even lower Cadance's cage so she can get an up close view of the show we'll provide. If she's really lucky, we can even have you shoot a load her way, just so she really knows she's not forgotten," Chrysalis stated, her words of domination and subjugation of the ponies coming out like your simple breakfast conversation.

You'd also gotten used to it. You weren't in a position to say shit considering the things you'd already said to get you in this position. Hell, you'd even go so far as to say that you were worse, because when she was talking about this stuff, you were mentally one upping her, thinking about how she could involve Shining Armor. Yeah, you were fucked up in the head.

Chitin on the other hand, while not disturbed by the conversation, also seemed to have spaced out entirely during it, having sat there in Ap's form for the past ten minutes, only drinking water. He'd only eaten half of his plate of grubs, which you didn't really care about... except...

"Apocrita, something wrong with you? You'd usually have downed the rest of those grubs by now," Chrysalis asked, having taken notice of Chitin's lack of appetite in comparison to Ap's usual voraciousness.

"I've already had the best possible number of them for a full and proper nutritional meal at this time," Chitin replied, his damned monotony playing so oddly with Ap's voice.

Raising a brow, Chrysalis leaned into her supposed elite guard. "That's never seemed to stop you before. In fact, you'd always seem hungry for more. Why have you suddenly lost your usual appetite?" she inquired, her eyes narrowing suspiciously at the Changeling before her.

Dammit Chitin! He was going to blow this whole thing because that dumb bug couldn't finish the damn food before him! You didn't know fully why this was so important to Chrysalis, but she was recognizing something was up and wasn't going to just let it go. If she pushed, she was going to break through his facade with ease. You had to do something!

"Chrysalis! Why haven't we fucked on the dining table yet? Such a waste!" you suddenly shouted, leaping up from your seat, knocking the chair over in the process.

The queen stopped her pursuit of Chitin's crumbling facade upon hearing your speak, her eyes now directed at you with happy surprise. "Really? I hadn't thought you'd be interested in doing such a thing where we eat," she admitted, turning her body to face you fully.

"Why not? Half the shit eaten here is worse than whatever mess we'd make on the table," you countered, already struggling to tug your pants down. You couldn't give her a moment to recover her train of thought, or she'd be right back on Chitin's shitty cover.

Her surprise quickly turning to pure desire, Chrysalis used her magic to smack the dishes off the table, which you found wasteful since she could have lightly levitated them off, but it was admittedly much sexier. The moment you got the button and zipper of your pants undone, Chrysalis used her magic to send them flying down your legs, nearly making you trip onto the table. You were just lucky not to land on your erection, the ease of its presence coming from those damn grubs.

"I'll just go wait outside," Chitin stated, not wanting to be privy or watch this. You wondered if he'd get horny from the pheromones as well, then decided you really didn't want to imagine it.

Stepping out of your pants, you stumbled over to Chrysalis, the awkward gait as you approached her causing your dick to sway like a cat toy, which only came to mind because Chrysalis' attention seemed to be focused solely on it. You used that to your advantage to get the upper hand on her, because when she lurched forward to try and take hold of your man meat in her mouth, only for you to grab her by the horn, stopping her advance. You saw her eyes flick up to yours in confusion, only to let out an oddly delighted squeal as you pushed her toward the table, her forelegs lifting up instinctively so that her front half was laying atop the furniture while her hind legs kept to the floor.

"Oooooh Anon! You're such an animal!" Chrysalis cried out, flitting her wings while wagging her backside at you, giving you a prominent display of her winking clit and sopping sex. She moans out as your hands slap down on her flanks, feeling the cushion of fat that protected the muscle underlying it ripple at the impact. You pushed yourself forward, not impaling yourself into the waiting folds of the queen, but rather slipping yourself between the warm, fuzzy cheeks of her rump, the short fur tickling your shaft as your head peaked above.

You massage her glutes, working your fingers in a way only you could... and dragons apparently. Maybe griffons? You'd heard there were other creatures with hands like yours, but regardless, it was something that Chrysalis attributed only to you as your kneaded her butt like dough. You kept rocking your hips, sliding your rod to better enjoy the warmth and caress only a fuzzy butt could. You were going to get addicted to it at this rate. And here you thought that you'd always hate a hairy ass after that date you had.

"First you're hot, then you're cool. I can never seem to figure how you're going to go," Chrysalis cooed, rocking her hips back as you pushed forward so she could grind her lower lips against your balls, smearing them in her juices, while she got to fantasize about the load you were brewing for her with them. "But really, I thought your foreplay was going out the window the moment you grabbed my- AH!"

You'd cut her minuscule complaint short as you pulled back, waited just for the moment when she'd try and buck back on you, then rammed forward. Anon. Jr plunged into Chrysalis' tight snatch, shoving her hard enough against the table that the legs skid a bit with the force behind it. The tip of your prick had barely made contact with her womb before you pulled back just as roughly, replacing with the flesh-on-flesh noise with a wet squelch as your crown tugged at the grooves of her honeypot. When you felt cool air on the back of your head, you thrust forward again, driving forward until you felt your balls slap against her winking clit.

"Buck yes! Grragh! You animal, get in there! Give your queen that kingly cock!" she growled out, bouncing her flank to add to the motions, making your dick gouge out one section of her pussy with one thrust, then dragging back along another. Kingly cock, huh? She did want you to be king... although it made you think about how your dick was also used to make Ap into a queen... or trying to... oh man, Excalibur! The sword that made Arthur a king! That was a new name for your dick!

"Take me Excalibur, oh sheath for my gallant cock!" you shouted, the new name playing into your cries as you smack her ass, earning another moan. She probably didn't understand what you meant by it, but she could hardly care, her head lowering to the table while her hooves dragged along its surface.

Chrysalis was too caught up in the pleasure to announce that she had hit her first orgasm, but you knew well enough by the way it happened. Juices exploded out over your lap, soaking your thighs and testicles, which now created a loud slap every time they made impact with the rapidly winking pleasure button of the Changeling queen, giving you a nice little additional sensation by the way it practically caressed your sack.

You'd usually slow down here, let her ride out the orgasm and savor the feeling of her walls convulsing around every inch of your length, but you couldn't risk it. Not with her mind potentially returning to the shitty act Chitin had been putting up. So you were going to keep going and try to literally fuck the last ten minutes out of her mind at least... plus, you wanted to get off too.

"We ended up breaking the table," you concluded the story of your morning foray with the queen. "I think Chrysalis ordered some guards to replace it... I think. She was still babbling a bit and the guards that answered ended up fucking right there in front of us. Too many pheromones I guess. Saw how quick those guys are, so now I see why I'm a sex god here at least," you stated, shrugging it off.

Of course, you didn't expect Ap to answer you. She was like a giant... crusty beanbag chair right now, hanging from your ceiling. But it still felt good to address her.

"I also told Chitin he needs to get his shit together. That's the second time he almost fucked this up. Of course, he's apparently my friends, so it makes sense he'd be shitty at his job. I'm going to give him a run down of what sort of responses he needs to start giving to certain situations, and if he doesn't know the answer to something, don't give his response, just try and say he forgot or wasn't feeling good," you explained, shaking your head at what you were fairly certain was the autistic Changeling in the hive.

Glancing back up at the covered cocoon, you frowned. "But that won't be enough I guess. I thought Chitin was a... less interesting member of the hive compared to everyone else, but apparently they do actively need him. Like earlier in the throne room..."

"And so after five of ours went down, we were finally able to subdue the dragon. It is being carted off this way now. It will take some time, as the beast is at least the size of two pony residences. We hope this will please you," one of the Changelings said, bowing his slightly singed head to Chrysalis as she looked down on the injured bug.

"It's a shame that you struggled so much for one beast, but I commend you for your effort. I already have great plans for its kind, and the more that we collect now, the better off we'll be," Chrysalis declared, a sly smirk on her face. She glanced over to you, apparently hoping to see what you thought of this, but you were busy with the far more important task of trying to floss some leftover grub out of your teeth using a stray thread you plucked from your shirt. Sighing, Chrysalis looked back and said "Take the rest of your squad to see Chitin to get patched up."

"We already tried to do so, my queen, but none in the hive seem capable of finding him," the Changeling stated, a perplexed look on his face.

You could see the disguised Chitin glance back at you, clearly indicating that he wasn't sure how to handle this. Honestly, you weren't fully sure either... wait, yes you did.

"SEX!" you suddenly declared, disrupting the conversation before it went any further. "We haven't fucked on the thrones yet, have we? I know yours is for you only, but come on, throne sex... throne sex," you emphasized, waggling your eyebrows at Chrysalis.

Chrysalis opened her mouth, seemingly ready to respond, then reconsidered. Instead, she just flew over to you on your throne, positioning herself so that her hind legs were around your legs, while her forelegs pressed against the back of your seat, looking like she was going to rape you... which she wasn't far off from doing.

You shook your foot in Chitin's direction, which thankfully he recognized as he turned to the other Changelings and said "Lets give them some privacy, maybe find where that wonderful medic is. Chitin, right?"

You'd have cursed him for stroking his own ego, which was your schtick, but you had more important things to attend to, what with Chrysalis leaking in anticipation of cock. With the way you were positioned, you wouldn't be able to get your pants very far down your legs, and so you only got as far as you needed to free your dick. Thank magic viagra for getting you hard quickly, but the wait was apparently too long for Chrysalis still, as she dove forward, pressing her muzzle to your mouth. She didn't wait for permission as her long, forked tongue slid in, slithering around your own pink appendage possessively. When she started going as far back as your throat though, you wanted to avoid feeling like you were deepthroating the world's thinnest penis and acted.

Grabbing her hips, you pulled her down into a seated position atop of you, planning to drive yourself into her drooling cunt, but what you felt was not the wet folds or crazy, slithering vaginal tendrils that came with that hole. No, this was a much tighter one that clamped down on you with the strength of a bodybuilder's fist, but in the surprisingly enjoyable caress of a silk mitt. You recognized it as being her royal heinous' royal heinie.

The surprise of the painful, yet clearly pleasurable, entrance into her sphincter had Chrysalis pulling back in a shuddering groan, her lips leaving yours, but her tongue coiling even harder around your own, yanking it out of your mouth as she pulled away. Her hips shook, grinding your pole like her life depended on it.

You knew just how tight she was and how hard it was going to be to get moving, so you had to buck up hard, bouncing her with the strength of your hips alone, letting her slide halfway up your shaft, only for the force of gravity to pull her back down on you, slamming you back onto the throne, earning your own gargled groan, seeing as your mouth was wide open. You repeated it, only getting halfway up, not nearly as far as you wanted, but for Chrysalis it was enough to get her bucking back, now showing gravity that it was a half-assed bitch as she slammed herself down on you.

Humping you like she was possessed, you had to take control of this back. You were the sex god, not her! So you did the only thing that made sense. Removing a hand from her hip, you quickly slide your middle and ring finger into her exposed slit, going knuckles deep as you curled your fingers to massage her insides, while your thumb pressed down on her clit, repeatedly applying pressure like you were flipping through channels.

As quickly as you usually handled her anyways, this put her over the edge immediately. You could see her eyes roll back as she spasmed atop of you, her tendrils curling around your intrusive fingers as you felt her fluids splash up your arm, while her anus constricted to the point you thought you'd have to see Chitin about fixing it. All the while, she continued to bounce on you, squealing and moaning "Sh'more, sh'more!"

"Thankfully, Chitin snuck off and transformed back so he could provide medical care for those Changelings... but now my throne smells of Chrysalis' cum... which isn't really a bad thing," you acknowledged, chuckling a little even.

Part of you felt guilty, like you were confessing this to her, but this really was all so you could keep her safe until she came out. You'd probably let her know again then, just so she wouldn't be surprised by anything Chrysalis might have to say. You owed her that. You two never did establish what you were, just that you loved each other, but that didn't mean in love, right? There were different kinds of love, the Changelings even said so themselves. Maybe you meant one thing and she meant another. Hell, she even knew you were going to fuck around while she was in the cocoon, but it didn't mean you were off the hook.

"I've got to admit, there was one that wasn't even for the sake of keeping you safe," you admitted.

Chrysalis sighed, somewhat relaxed as she endeavored to lift her leg up and down. Your dick was currently lodged inside of one of the holes in her leg, big enough to fit around you, but thin enough that Chrysalis had to spit into the opening to help slide you through. There was a bit of unease as she basically jerked you off, her eyes focused hungrily on your shaft as she went up enough to tug at the back of your head, then slide back down the shaft, working her saliva into your skin.

When she had first inserted you, you had to drag along the hard, smooth exoskeleton, making you worry about it, but you learned that, even without the wet and warmth of her saliva, the inside of the hole was warm all its own, with softer flesh that was lacking fur, reminding you more of the palm of a hand in general. She even seemed capable of tightening it, adding to her grip as she slid her foreleg up and down your dick.

"You know, as much as I enjoy the rough, hardcore pounding you've been giving me today, this is nice in its own way," Chrysalis purred, letting her forked tongue slip out to flick against your bulbous head, wiping away some of the precum that was starting to accumulate, a pleased hum soon following at the taste. "When you're giving it to me like the beast you are, I don't get appreciate just how your stallionhood is built."

"You can call it a manhood instead," you corrected, only to moan and lift your hips, finding yourself denied more as she pulled her head away, snickering at your eagerness.

"I mean, I sure can feel it when you're mounting me, but to see every throbbing vein," she continued, ignoring your words as she now slithered her tongue over the most prominent vein running through your length. "And to marvel at this cute mushroom cap," she giggled, leaning in so she could kiss it. "It makes me think we should have a portrait done of it, so that I won't ever forget such a valiant specimen. Ooh! I felt you throb there," she declared, looking you in the eye as you had indeed felt your cock jump at the idea. Your ego loved having your ego stroked after all.

"Christ, Chrysalis, the things you can do with that mouth, even when it's not on my dick," you groaned, nearly falling back in your seat.

"Well, lets fix that," Chrysalis said, lowering her head to take your cock into her mouth. Her leg remained at the lower portion of your throbbing man meat, giving it short little strokes now, while she took care of the upper half, noisily slurping on it to send shivers down your spine. She was catching on quickly to the extra little things that got your heart pounding, the lewd noises that helped make sex affect you with every sense.

You were tempted to close your eyes and let the feeling and sound alone carry you to orgasm, but her green eyes were locked onto yours, demanding you fullest attention and more. You tried to buck up again, but her other hoof was now pinned to your hip, keeping you down. You were forced to just sit there, unable to even contribute as Chrysalis pleasured you... and were loving it.

When you couldn't hold back, you grabbed Chrysalis by the horn, keeping her head down as you climaxed. Her eyes widened, but seemed gleeful, as you let off like a geyser, hot jizz exploding into her mouth and rushing down her throat. And to your utter surprise and adoration, she took it all without pilling a drop. When you finally relented, you could still feel her tongue coiling around your shaft, dragging whatever remnants there were into her hungry maw, before finally pulling away from you.

Smacking her lips, she opened her mouth to show nothing was left, then said "What do you think?"

You needed a moment to recover, panting as you leaned back in your seat. Smiling back at her though, you said "Like I want to go for round 2."

"I'm sorry Ap, but I just had to try that one. It's been driving me crazy, I hope you understand," you apologized, as if getting a... hoofjob? Holejob? You weren't sure what it was called, but it felt weird apologizing for that over everything else. Sighing, you took your eyes off of the cocoon... and noticed you were hard. Again. Well, it made sense, you were reminiscing about sex after all.

Looking back up to the cocoon, you smirked. "I still owe you that cum-oil massage, don't I?"

Author's Notes:

Woe is the trouble that Anon puts himself through for the sake of Ap. She should only consider herself so lucky to have a man willing to sacrifice so much for her.

Also, this was a bitch to write when your internet keeps dropping every five fucking seconds. Fuck you Comcast, get your shit together.