"I can't fucking believe this shit. I know I was in some really crazy shit, but seriously? I went from living in a world of diabetes inducing ponies with their excess color and overly sweet mannerisms, when suddenly I find myself in Chrysalis' Moving Hive, the shitty anime parody movie nobody wanted? Goddamn!" you shouted, throwing yourself face down on the bed in Chrysalis room, only the slightest of vibrations being felt that indicated that the hive was currently being dragged across the earth.

"I've got to say, I wasn't prepared for all of this. Queen Chrysalis just warned me to look after your brood and make sure they weren't going to be upset by what was to come. I don't think she had informed the rest of the hive that she was even doing this," Chitin stated, blinking as he stared at you in Vespa's form. Part of you wanted to tell him to fix that shit, because Vespa's bad eye never blinked. Never did anything besides... stare blankly at nothingness... but that wasn't important at the moment, even if it may eventually lead to Chitin's execution. His problem, not yours.

"She's moving the entire hive to attack Canterlot. I knew he was determined, but this... this is an all-or-nothing gamble. She fails, every bug in here will be in trouble. There's no retreating, because the place you'd hide at is done with. But between the magic nullifying throne and the motherfucking dragons dragging this place... hah, dragons draggin', puns... wait, what was I saying?" you asked, totally derailing yourself, just as you wish you could for this hive, except there wasn't even a set of tracks.

"In your words, we're fucked. At least, the part of you that worries about the ponies in Canterlot," Chitin answered, almost making you giggle. You'd never heard him curse before, even if it was in someone else's voice. "While I'm truly astounded by this, we shouldn't worry too terribly much. The dragons have already stopped once for a scheduled break. Take the breaks into account, along with the slow pace, and the overall distance to Canterlot and it'll take weeks to arrive, even if we run into no trouble. Apocrita will have emerged by that point," the elite imitator pointed out.

You shook your head, rolling onto your back to stare at the ceiling like it had done you some injustice. "This is Chrysalis we're talking about. Don't you think she's got some sort of plan to pick up the pace? The ponies will take notice of the hive sooner or later, well before we get anywhere near Canterlot. She's got to have, like, jets or something prepared to speed things up, then we'll be launching ourselves into the capital of Equestria and butt fucking every pony that dares to stand against her. I'm not sure when or how, but she'll do it. We can't wait on Ap at this point."

Humming in amusement, Chitin rubbed a hoof under his chin and said "You know, for as child like as you are, I'd have figured you'd be chanting repeatedly for Ap to have already emerge from the cocoon or complaining that she was taking too long."

You snorted at that, replying with "Seriously? You think I'm that impatient? Anything done right takes time. Why, if I was the sort of person to bitch about her not emerging from her cocoon yet simply because it didn't suit my needs, I'd expect her to show only to clock me in the jaw and tell me to go eat two dicks and a nutsack... that, or she'd emerge without doing what she needed, be too weak, and die fighting Chrysalis. None of us want things to end that way, right?"

"I don't know why you're phrasing it that way, but I agree," Chitin concurred, even if he was looking at you in mild confusion.

Pushing yourself upright, you said "Back to the important stuff, I need to warn the ponies. The only way to do that is for me to contact Luna, so... I need to go to sleep." For a good moment, you just stared at Chitin, and in turn he stared back at you. When you realized he wasn't taking the hint, you added "Go grab your medical stuff and give me something to knock me out."

Shaking his head, he answered "Won't work. The only drugs I have for such actions are notorious for putting ponies, and all living creatures for that matter, into a dreamless sleep. I've received numerous complaints about how unsettling it is. Without the dream aspect, you wouldn't be able to talk to Princess Luna anyways."

You frowned, putting your head in your hands. "Shit, I guess this will have to go the more... painful route... alright, just... just make it as quick as possible, and prepare something for my headache afterwards," you commanded, only to get another confused look from Chitin.

"I... have no idea what you're talking about," he muttered.

"Knock me out. Make me unconscious. Kick me in the head or something that'll render me, you know... not awake anymore," you commanded, closing your eyes and wincing away as if you expected him to fly forward and drop kick you the moment you finished speaking. Although... now you were wondering how a pony could drop kick someone. You'd heard it happened in the past, but it was just weird.

Once more, Chitin simply shook his head at you, almost exhausted at your outrageous demand. "As much as I'd love to give that a try, I can't do that either. As long as I'm posing as Vespa for you, I'm responsible for your well being. I knock you out by bludgeoning you in any manner, depriving you of air, whatever, it'll fall on me. You already know what Queen Chrysalis will do to me, especially since Vespa's already been warned about harming you. Why, even if we blamed something else for it, she'd say it was my responsibility to keep you safe," Chitin explained, showing that ever prevalent self-preservation that you had to respect him for, even if it pissed you off at moments.

"So what the hell am I supposed to do? I woke up just moments before Chrysalis dragged me outside for that display, now I can't go the fuck to sleep!" you groaned, pounding your fists on the mattress like a child throwing a tantrum. You finally had a mattress that could make you enjoy the sweet, sweet embrace of sleep, even if you had to share it with Chrysalis, yet you couldn't make actual use out of it!

Tilting his head to one side as he apparently tried to think of an answer, Chitin suggested "Why not try to count parasites?"

"... what?"

"It's a common sleep trick for Changelings, at least for the drones and others that can't be qualified as elites. You'll turn to the closest Changeling you're sharing a crevasse with and look over their body to see how many parasites are currently infesting them. It never worked for me, only because then I begin to concoct a plan for the removal of the infestation, but for the more simple minded I've been told it does wonders," he explained, trying to offer a smile to encourage you.

Your response came from a pillow flying across the room to strike Chitin right in his Vespa-face. "Besides the fact you're calling me stupid, which also reminds me to get back at you for saying you want to hit me, something like that sounds like it'd only terrify me to the point of never sleeping again. You want that? Me never sleeping again? Never getting dream blowjobs from Moonpie?... or warning her of the invasion?" you inquired, glaring at your shitty friend... even if he was still in your Top 5 Friends of all time.

Pushing the pillow off of his face, having apparently been impaled on the horns, Chitin retorted "Then we'll go with something else. Why not drink a nice, relaxing warm fluid? I hear ponies will drink a warm glass of milk. We might have something equivalent to that here."

Shaking your head vehemently this time, you said "No, no, no, no, no! I know what sort of drinks are available here. It's either water, spit, the blood of some unfortunate creature, or a bodily fluid that came out of an orifice I don't want to be drinking from. Nuh-uh, not happening."

Narrowing his, or essentially Vespa's, eyes, Chitin said "Fine, then there's only one more answer for getting you to sleep, even if it's something I'd rather not have you do."

You lifted your brow, curious as to what chitin had in mind.

You panted out, collapsing backward as you regained your breath. "Th-that's s-seven... fuck!" you cursed, trying to wipe an arm over your face to remove the sweat that had accumulated there, only to find that the sweat on your arm had added to it. This wasn't working.

"Y-you're a monster," Chrysalis practically gurgled, trying to lift her head from the ground, only to find that the strength in her legs had completely gone, dropping her hips to the ground, splashing in a puddle of your combined fluids. "A s-sexy, insatiable m-monster," she groaned, on the verge of passing out herself.

Dammit! After following Chitin's advice that you should feel tired after sex, you hunted Chrysalis down and demanded sex, a request she could not decline due to your wish of course. However, no matter how many times you blew your load inside of her, you weren't tired enough to fall asleep, so you did the only thing you could do and try again. After all, momma didn't raise no quitters... despite her persistently telling you to give up and accept how shitty you were.

Of course, Chrysalis was giving it an admirable shot as she tried to match you. After her little upgrade from your love, she was actually able to last longer while you fucked now... but not all that much more. Now she had only cum three times to every one of your orgasms... on average. She certainly seemed to like that full nelson you put her in considering how much she started squirting. Certainly made the Changelings who were watching not mind about... cause, yeah, you ended up finding her instructing a platoon of Changelings about something involving balloons, you didn't pay attention as you focused on getting your dick inside her. And they certainly didn't mind, especially the few that ended up in the splash zone. They'd be bragging about that shit to the rest of the hive later.

"Yeah, but it's not enough," you groaned out, banging the back of your head against the ground in irritation.

"N-not enough? Please Anon, I can't d-deny you if you want it, but I'm so tired, I really need a n-nap at this point," Chrysalis pleaded, forcing herself to look back at you after having heard your indications for more and misunderstanding just what it was you were talking about.

"So do I," you whined, soft enough that she couldn't make out what you said, but loud enough that she knew you said something. Your dick was starting to hurt at this point, considering you'd learned that Chrysalis also changed internally with your love fueling her. Those little coochie tendrils practically milked you dry... or would have, had you not been on a steady diet of protein grubs and queen spit.

"Um, m-my lieges?" a Changeling whimpered, poking his head inside the strategy room that you had converted into your short term sex dungeon. The only strategy that was going to be thought of next was how to clean up your mess.

"What is it?" Chrysalis hissed, irritated by the interruption, even if she was hoping for a break.

"I-I'm sorry to i-interrupt, b-but your brood is crying out for you," the Changeling stated nervously, gulping the fear down.

"Crying for us? How do you know it's for us?" Chrysalis asked, surprising you with how quickly she seemed to be getting over the hardcore sex marathon you'd just put her through.

"The... words your one daughter used were, and I quote 'Fuck off! Want daddy! Want mommy!'" the Changeling answered.

"Yeah, that sounds about right for Pupa... fine, I'll take care of it. You just... you go clean up, then I'll meet you back in the bedroom," you groaned, standing up to pull your pants back on. You noticed the Changeling getting an eyeful and was going to jokingly call him gay, but you were pretty sure Chrysalis would execute him for that.

"Are you sure about that?" Chrysalis asked, trying to bring herself to her hooves, only to slide back down, splashing more of the puddle over her own body as a result.

"Seeing as I'm the only one who can walk, yeah, I will," you grumbled, not waiting for Chrysalis to question you further. After all, you were tired, but not tired enough to go to sleep. There was no point trying anything further, especially if Chrysalis just passed out at this rate. You'd feel weird having sex with an unconscious horse-bug.

Chrysalis entered the bedroom quietly, her mane still damp from the quick shower she had allowed herself, a rarity even for the queen. After all, her hive loved the scent of her, and how cruel was it for her to deny them that wonderful scent? But since you had asked it of her, she would gladly clean up.

Upon entering the room though, she noticed something was... not off, but different. After all, since you'd come back earlier than she had, surely you'd be up with the larvae, trying to appeal to their demands, as unintelligible as they might be. Or perhaps you'd be bitching as loudly as possible to try and shake off the tension of dealing with the infantile Changelings... but there was nothing...

... no wait, that wasn't right. Twitching her ears, Chrysalis focused on the bed. Her bed. Your bed. Both of your bed, as it was now. And there you were, laying across it, snoring obnoxiously. At least, it should have been obnoxious, but as Chrysalis had come to love just about everything about you, she couldn't care. Furthermore, as she approached, she saw that you were not alone, but with every last one of your little bundles of disgustingly adorable interspecies love making.

Smiling to herself, Chrysalis used her magic to lift the sheets, bringing them up just enough so that all of you were partially covered, but not totally enveloping any of the babies in the fabric. Reaching out with a hoof carefully, Chrysalis caressed your face, not applying any pressure so as to awaken you, but simply to feel out your flesh with love and care... love and care. Two things that felt so foreign for her to be displaying, but here she was, actually showing affection for an adult creature that wasn't herself.

Wrapping her mind around that thought, a green aura tinged with streaks of pink seemed to seep out of her hoof, flowing into you through your nostrils and mouth. It took her a moment before she realized what was coming, quickly yanking her hoof away from your face, dispersing the aura like wisps of smoke. Her eyes went wide, as though terrified at what she had just seen... and yet... looking at her own hoof, she saw what seemed to be cracks in it, with an unusual glow emanating from the opening.

Narrowing her eyes, her horn glowed green, forcing the cracks to heal with her magic, then shifting her gaze away. "It would seem I need to have a talk with those traitors..."

Author's Notes:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDGKK6y8OtQ

I hope that link works like I think it should be, because anyone who reads even the title of this chapter should be thinking of it. I played this shit on a loop while writing this chapter. And for those wondering, yes, Anon recites that story for the brood to help them go to sleep. Pupa loves it.

Also, the end part was a little weird, I know, because of how I have Anon still portrayed with second person, but Chrysalis sort of being the focal point. It was mostly to help portray this sorta cutesy closing remarks and... well, you saw.