You sat, leaning into the back of your throne, one leg crossed over the other, hands steepled together before your mouth. Your elevated foot bounced anxiously, toes swaying from side-to-side. You took notice of the fraying of your shoes, the stitching holding the soles on starting to come undone. In fact, all of your clothing was proving to be rather worn and... ripe. There was no change of clothes for you and the inability to bathe wasn't helping. Hell, your toilet was just a hole in the floor, which you swear was harvesting your feces to FEED THESE HORSE-B-

"Anon, are you alright?" Chrysalis inquired, looking at you curiously. It was in those moments that she questioned your health, with true concern, that those big green eyes weren't undressing you and imagining playing with every part and orifice you had.

"Alright's pretty... subjective. After all, while I've recovered from that totally real and serious illness I had the other day." you state, averting your gaze so she couldn't see the filthy lies in your eyes. "But then again, I'm also a victim of kidnapping and the centerpiece of negotiation for untold numbers of potential future sentient pony livestock."

"Livestock you negotiated for." Apocrita, seated in front of and a little off to the side of your throne, quickly felt important to chip in without even so much as glancing in your direction.

"Ap, I swear to Buddha, quit reminding me what a terrible person I am!" you demanded, lifting a hand to pound your fist onto the throne, but stopped, remembering how much it hurt last time.

"Somepony has to... also, Buddha?" Apocrita asked, looking back just enough over her shoulder that you could catch glimpse of her violet eye.

"Getting off topic... again." Chrysalis interjected, silencing Apocrita as she stiffened to proper attention.

"Sorry... I honestly forgot what we were doing here." you answer honestly, looking away from Chrysalis to where you were supposed to be looking before your foot drew your attention.

There were ten Changelings, all frozen in a scene of savagery, fangs pointed at throats, hooves digging into softer exposed flesh between carapace, at least one horn gouging out an eye. The group had chosen to remain perfectly still though, their eyes looking to you and Chrysalis, waiting for approval to continue. One unfortunate horse-bug was visibly shaking though, finding himself in the middle of an attack from four others. Oh, that's right, Chrysalis was having them fight for your amusement, but didn't want to leave the throne.

"I'm sorry, does this not please you?" Chrysalis asked, sounding somewhat self-conscious. "I thought this would have lifted your spirits after the devastating disease that kept us apart yesterday."

Sighing, you shook your head. "No, I'm sorry, it's just... I dunno. This feels kinda lackluster. Like, that Pharynx guy, I saw him fight a couple days ago. Five-on-one, total badass. That was a good fight. This just... meh, it's not piquing my interest."

"Pharynx? I can have him brought here to finish them off, if that'll help." Chrysalis offered.

"No, no, that'd just be trying to make up for this. The mood is kinda ruined." you declined.

Hanging her head in defeat, Chrysalis clicked her tongue. "Very well. Guards, execute the performers."

"Yes, my Queen!" the guards declared, starting to encircle the already wounded Changelings, hissing viciously at the perceived failures.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold on a second, that's not what I wanted." you quickly protest, rising to stop them... only to remember too late that your throne was quite elevated, leading you to fall forward and landing flat on your face. Despite having watched the gruesome violence a moment ago, everyone had to wince at the impact.

Sighing, Apocrita got off her flank and moved beside you to help you back up. "You alright? Didn't get a concussion or anything? Maybe have some sense knocked into you?" she asked as you got up on your knees.

Groaning, you ran a hand over your face, pulling it away to find that you had a nosebleed. "Damn, haven't had one of these since that bar fight in Brooklyn." you complained, although you smiled a bit. "Should have seen the other guy when I was through with him though. Dumbass had blood all over his fist. Loser."

"My dearest Anon!" Chrysalis cried, leaping from her throne, pivoting in mid-air so she'd land before you, already facing you. Damn she was good at that. "Curse my shortsighted thinking, I had that throne with you in mind as a Changeling King, wings and all. I should have considered your need for steps and fragile, carapaceless body." she apologized. "Here, let me take care of that."

Leaning her head down, she pressed her muzzle against your palm, licking up the blood. Her creepy forked tongue slithered over your skin, a lot thinner than you expected it to be, but a lot longer as well. It kinda tickled, making you fight the urge to giggle. Men don't giggle! Even if felt like they had a kitten lapping milk out of their palm, you had to remember that kitten was an oversized bug monster... or an undersized horse critter. Perspective was important.

"Mmmm, Anon, oh, you taste- mmmm, so delicious." Chrysalis began to moan, practically slurping now, the feeling of her lips puckering against your palm.

"That's more than a little excessive." you said, wanting to pull your hand away, but finding it hard to do so, surprised by just how totally enamored Chrysalis was with- HOLY SHIT! She was fellating your finger now!

Chrysalis batted her eyes as she looked up at you, giving you her best 'Come fuck me in each and every hole, including the ones in my legs' eyes, her head slowly working it way up and down while intimately sucking on your middle finger. Her dexterous tongue slipped out of her mouth, not letting the finger go free, but instead wrapping around your index finger and pulling it into her greedy maw as well. The additional digit barely had time to get slick with her hot saliva when the tongue slipped out again, now seeking out your ring finger!

"Don't get hard, don't get hard, don't get hard." you chanted to yourself internally as Chrysalis changed up her tempo, going slow and slurping noisily one moment, then practically facefucking herself on your fingers, gagging in a way that made you shudder. This was a losing battle. Curse you Queen Blowjob! Curse you and your incredibly sexy dick sucking ways!

Then, a slight cough from Apocrita reminded you and Chrysalis both where you were and who else was around. The elite guard had a hoof up to her mouth, her eyes averted, but an obvious tinge of red on her cheeks. "M-My lady, would you prefer I and the rest of the guards leave you and Anon alone at this time?" she mumbled in embarrassment.

The other Changelings in the throne room were far more interested in watching Chrysalis blowing your fingers, some drooling, and you were pretty sure one of those still in the middle of the battle scene was jerking his hoof under his body.

Pulling off of your digits, Chrysalis cleared her throat, although she seemed far from embarrassed. "Yes, I believe Anon and I need some time alone... unless he likes an audience. In which case, I can arrange something. Why, I can even have the hive assemble in Carapace Colosseum so we may-"

"That won't be necessary!" you quickly shout, pulling your hand away, using the sleeve of the same arm to wipe away the blood under your nose so she didn't get any ideas about licking your face. "If that continued any longer, I was going to throw up violently." They did not know that you'd be 'throwing up' a load in your pants.

Chrysalis frowned, seemingly hurt by the declaration, but quickly shook it off like the evil queen she was. "We'll see about that." she accepted, although her tone seemed hardly like one who felt she had truly lost. Her horn glowed green, lifting you back to your feet, reminding you how thankful you were to have such a baggy shirt falling over the front of your pants, lest she know the truth. "But more importantly, are you certain you're alright? I'd do anything, anything, to make sure you're healthy." she purred.

"I-I'll be fine, thanks." you insisted, cursing yourself for stuttering. Chrysalis was getting under your skin. Was it possible? Could she really be impacting you? Might she be... the one?

... that you'll stick your dick into among all these crazy creatures in weird pony world?

Shaking it off, you needed to get some distance. It was just her sucking your fingers like they were the tastiest dicksicles in existence that had you like this. Looking for an excuse, an idea quickly came to mind.

"I'll just check up with Dr. Chitin to make sure nothing's damaged though." you assured her, giving your most winning of smiles.

"He didn't earn that title." Apocrita pointed out, rising up and ready to get moving on, knowing where this was going.

"So glad to see you point out the flaws in more than just me." you retorted, following up by blowing your tongue at her. You didn't even wait for permission before starting to walk out of the throne room with Apocrita in tow.

"Oh very well then. Do come find me once he's approved your well being." Chrysalis pouts as you make your way out. Just before you were out of earshot, you heard her say "Well, go on, finish the execution."

"Are we there yet?" you groaned, shoulders sagging as your arms went practically limp.

"You've asked me that five times in the past minute, and I'm under the impression you're just doing it to mess with me, because I already gave you the answer." Apocrita grunted, increasing her pace with the hopes of getting you to Chitin as soon as possible.

"Yeah, but it's like, a joke where I'm from. A road trip thing. I keep asking and you keep getting annoyed. All good fun." you explained, quickening to match her. Apocrita gave an indignant snort, flicking her wings out when you ended up by her side, hitting your leg. It wasn't strong enough to hurt you or even throw you off your stride, but it drew your attention to her.

"Do you even plan on returning to Queen Chrysalis after meeting with Chitin?" she asked, not giving you even the luxury of a glance.

"I honestly didn't even plan on meeting with Chitin."

Shooting you a look now, Apocrita furrowed her brow. "Then why are we still trying to find Chitin?"

"We're not, you are. I'm just along for the ride." you countered.

Apocrita froze, leaving you to overtake her by a couple steps before turning back to face her. You could see one of her eyes twitching, her upper lip curling to better show off her fang, but it seemed more an involuntary action than an attempt to intimidate you. "You... you-you... I think I'm cracking." she stuttered, grinding a hoof against the ground.

"If it helps, you've lasted a long longer than most people who have to stay around me constantly." you offered. The princesses in Canterlot had never gotten around to giving you a permanent guard because most of them gave up after a few hours.

Closing her eyes, Apocrita inhaled deeply through her nostrils, then exhaled out her mouth. "You know what? It does kinda help."

"Good, because that's the extent of consoling I can provide. I'll send you the bill for this session later, and let me tell you, my prices are steeeeeeep!" you said, hands planted on your hips. "You can pay me in dollars, bits, or blowjobs. Please pick blowjobs."

Shaking her head, Apocrita turned away and began to walk off, knowing that you'd follow after, if only to continue annoying her. "How is it that Queen Chrysalis can offer any and all forms of sexual gratification imaginable and you deny her every single time, but I wouldn't touch your prick with another Changeling's hooves morphed into a twelve-foot pole?"

"It's precisely because she wants it and you don't. I give Chrysalis what she wants and I'm just a plaything to her. You'll resist at every opportunity, which is fine, because I'm really not interested in fucking a bug anyways. It's just a perfect way for me to mess with you." you elaborate, getting a surprised, if somewhat impressed look from Apocrita.

And then... an almost sinister smirk you hadn't expected from her.

"Well, what if I did say I wanted it? And what if I did make you interested?" Apocrita implied, batting her eyes at you.

Laughing in response, you say "Nice try, but there's no way that I'll-"

There was an odd noise accompanied by a wave of light encompassing Apocrita's body, and suddenly the horrible horse-bug wasn't there anymore. Instead stood Princess Luna, her flowing starry-night tail swaying from side-to-side, teasing her backside at you.

"Well Anon? What about now? You did say you wanted to make the princess a 'Moonpie' as you called it." she taunted in the princess' voice, the typical eyes of Luna flashing with Apocrita's typical violet for a moment, the only indicator that she was not truly the pony who lifted the moon and commanded the night.

"Ap, I... I... I'm so proud of you!" you declared, quickly stepping in to wrap your arms around her neck in a hug, surprising the Changeling.

"E-excuse me?" she asked, trying to pull away from you, although clearly not giving her all as she remained in your embrace.

"I'm clearly rubbing off on you! Trying to tease me with a fantasy like that, you're getting an actual personality! You've made papa so proud." you coo, stroking the star-filled mane.

Apocrita switched back to her usual shape, losing a lot of the height and mass that went into the alicorn princess, allowing her to slip through your arms and quickly trot forward. "Dammit, you're so shameless, I can't even make fun of you properly." she huffed, her face showing a bit of red from frustration.

"Pft! You've got to get out of bed pretty early to make me feel anything." you snorted, jogging after the Changeling.

Groaning, Apocrita walked in silence for a bit longer, but then glanced over her shoulder at you. "Pretty sure I felt something poking me during that hug. Might you-"

"Yeah, that was my dick." you cut her off, making her freeze for just a second, before she moved even faster to stay away from you. "Hey, don't blame me for this, I'm the victim of Queen Chokes-on-Dick stuffing my fingers down her throat! Do you know how creepy it is to feel that tongue flopping around on your palm? No, you don't, because you're a bug-pony, you don't have palms! Then you go around flaunting a moon that can only be eclipsed by the sun... I'll give you a moment to process that one."

"I had Princess Luna's flank and you're saying only Princess Celestia's is bigger." Apocrita quickly replied, knowing full well where you were going with that and regretting her efforts to tease you.

Nodding to acknowledge her answer, you add "Plus, I haven't blown my load since coming to Equestria. Especially when everywhere I've been, be it Canterlot or the hive, I'm constantly surrounded by creatures interested in what I am and what I'm doing at all times. I'd say I'm surprised I haven't had a wet dream, but I barely sleep enough as it is, let alone to dream and have that happen."

"This is... way too much information for me to handle right now. Like, way too personal." Apocrita stated, eye twitching once more as a disturbed look overcame her. "Why don't you just... do it tonight or something, and I'll stay outside."

Rolling your eyes, you said "And what would I do with it? Just shoot it on the walls like I'm marking my territory or something? Because I already did that the first night with my urine."

"Is that why your room smells so badly?" Apocrita quickly asked, looking at you bewildered.

"My room smells better than the rest of Castle Bug Vomit! Shit, you should be bottling my piss and selling it as perfume." you argued, crossing your arms over your chest defiantly.

Shaking her head, trying to get the images of what you do when nobody's looking out of her mind, Apocrita stammered "C-can we just, I don't know, figure out where we're going? I honestly think we're just wandering the halls at this point."

"I figured we were just going for a walk at this point. It's one of my favorite ways of relieving stress." you stated, the words seeming to help ease Apocrita's tension a bit. You even let silence carry for a good... fifteen seconds before adding "You know, behind annoying people and masturbating."

You had to laugh as Apocrita shouted, charging forward in a full sprint. "Wait! I haven't even told you how I masturbate! It's totally unique and I'm working on the patent!" you yell, giving chase to the flustered Changeling.

Author's Notes:

A little shorter than what I've been providing lately, and honestly feels like the weakest chapter I've written yet, but I made the mistake of thinking about what I want for the next chapter and that's been dominating me on this one. Hope everyone still enjoys though, I figured Chrysalis throatfucking fingers would be good enough!