“What? Oh, come on! It’ll be fun!”

Chrysalis was doing her best to be patient. After all, what was occurring here wasn’t even an argument, but rather a pair of minds at odds. It wasn’t the time nor place to let oneself lose control, nor was this the person to do it with. There was hardly a person less likely to possess even the slightest ounce of ill will.

“Pinkie,” she began slowly, “I know you mean well by bringing this up, and goodness knows I don’t mind the suggestions, but now isn’t exactly the time.”

The frizz-haired girl pouted, trying to worm her way into her love’s will. “But don’t you even wanna try?” she wheedled.

“If there was an opportunity for it, certainly,” the queen answered. “But I am in the middle of a briefing, and this one is perhaps the most important of our ventures yet. I have to be attentive to these matters.”

It was a mission briefing, and indeed an important one. With her Ravens back in hand once again, it was critical that she redeploy them back out into the kingdom. Having previously been tasked with eliminating their trails into the city, this new journey would see them into much more dangerous territory: cities and villages, amongst human senses that would easily notice something amiss. If they failed to find new nesting grounds for the Horde, then they would continue to stifle in this one singular place; if they were discovered, then they could very well die- and their entire kindred soon to follow. It was a critical task that needed to be performed, and she wished to see them made properly ready by her own hand.

Pinkie, however, was hardly one to take things seriously.

“Look, all I’m asking is you give these a try- at least one of them! You wanted to add something sweet to the nightclub menus, right?” Pinkie said, maddeningly insistent and joyous as could be in doing so. “So just give them a taste- a taste! And tell me which one you like best, and then I’ll make sure you have one waiting for you when you’re done!”

“Pinkie, I’m sure every cake recipe you’re wanting me to try out is perfectly fine, why so determined?”

“Because they’re for you, duh! That makes them super-duper, extra special!”

Be nice, now, Chrysalis ordered herself. She only wishes to be gracious and loving in the ways she knows how. Gentle, that is an order. She was more than grateful for the vivacious girl’s presence –for more reasons than one- even if the current moment wasn’t the best time for Pinkie to display her skills.

“Just a little sample,” Pinkie whispered, eyes reduced to mischievous slits as she leaned in close to her beloved, “Why don’t you let me give it you myself? We can taste it together…” She was dangerously close, both to Chrysalis’ physical form and to getting her way; Pinkie’s baking outfit was not exactly the most concealing of dresses, her breasts threatening to spill out from beneath her top and add their weight to the argument.

“Play fair,” Chrysalis reminded her, her own will starting to erode in favor giving those wonderful melons a good tweaking. Patience was one thing, but when love was there before your eyes, eager and quivering to give itself away…

“I’d rather play dirty…”

Resistance was a lost cause from the moment Pinkie Pie had entered the room, something she perhaps had been betting on. A groan that was more laughter than frustration, Chrysalis threw her hands in the air and accepted a quick kiss from her lady’s sugary lips. “Fine. Fine! We can delay the mission for a little while longer, bring them in.”

“Alright! Lunch and desserts for everybody!” Pinkie bounded her way out the door before returning with a cart brimming with well-crafted food, a wide assortment of pleasant meals there for the taking, right alongside a large tray of desserts. “First come, first served, everybody! A different meal for each person, so grab your favorite quick!”

A hurried glance toward their Queen, who nodded in assent. The Ravens turned to one another and gave a small celebration before helping themselves to Pinkie’s craftsmanship. Chicken wraps crept into the hands of one, a pair of fish tacos making their way to another, the third of their member helping themselves to a toasted sandwich. It did not take long for the three work-wearied Changelings to dig into their gifted meals, devouring the pleasant fare with a ravenous hunger. After so many days out on the lam, a place at Pinkie’s table was something they had learned to cherish. “Much thanks to our gracious Lady,” they cheered, ensuring their appreciation was heard.

“Aw, it’s nothing, girls!” Pinkie said hurriedly, though her smile brimmed with pride. “I bet you’re all super tired from working all the time and I thought you’d like something nice to eat before you had to go out again! Hope it hits the spot!”

Chrysalis should have seen that before Pinkie did. She knew her Ravens, her dedicated scouts and spies, better than any in the Horde. But so intent was she on relocating some of the Horde to safer quarters that she had not given pause to their welfare, or that they may indeed be exhausted. Thanks heavens for Pinkie’s insistence, then. If she hadn’t-

“Open wide, you.” Pinkie’s voice was a silken purr as she speared a slice of dark-chocolate cake with a fork, bringing the decadent contents to her lover’s lips. It was a brilliant, shimmering thing with a sweetness that could already be smelled well before it had even been tasted. It didn’t surprise Chrysalis in the least when it somehow tasted even better, a perfect mixture of bitterness and cocoa sweetness that melted in her mouth. “Good?”

“Dangerously so,” Chrysalis murmured. “Ooh, how silky…”

“That’s the icing for you,” Pinkie said, finger dripping across the top of the baked delicacy and letting it be coated in the thick richness. “Give it another taste, you’ll see.”

Chrysalis indeed gave it another taste, licking away the deliciousness before finding the presence of that dark sugar added to by the plying tongue of Pinkie Pie, the two becoming intertwined by the mouth and enjoying the sweetness together for a moment. The Changeling Queen certainly didn’t mind, her teasing beloved lathering on further praise that she was happy to meet in full measure. It had been difficult to determine whether she liked the flavor of the chocolate or Pinkie Pie more, but that wild, raucous tongue that so perfectly twirled about with her own, so easily matched her own hunger that threatened to spill out and see their clothes torn away-!

The Ravens. Work, missions, critical tasks. Royal duties that could not be ignored. It was agony to extract herself from the clutches of Pinkie’s slickened, salivating tongue, but Chrysalis forced herself to do so- though perhaps slowly, letting their multitude of gossamer strings enjoy their time in the spotlight. “I’ve duties to attend to,” Chrysalis said unhappily.

“Aw, but we haven’t even had the next cake yet!” Pinkie was insistent, trying to clutch at Chrysalis top and pull it down-

“Pinkie! Darling…” The voice came from the door, a regal coiffure poking through as Rarity peered in to survey the scene. “Let Chrissy deal with her work for a time. Come on, now, really.”

“Hmph. And I was just starting to have fun,” Pinkie pouted.

“I’m sorry, darling. Is it alright if I make it up to you?” As those resplendent eyes began to glow, it became obvious that this little intrusion hadn’t been accidental. “I know I would like to give your cake a taste…”

Pinkie found herself torn between two perfectly desirable opportunities: continue irritating Chrysalis and eventually have sex- or leave with Rarity and eventually have sex. It was a difficult decision when the choices were all so appealing.

“Go on,” Chrysalis said with a nudge, knowing full well she was depriving herself of a joyous feeding. “Another time, Pinkie, I’m sorry.”

Pinkie smiled, thankful for a helping hand in the matter. “Don’t take too long,” she said pleasantly. “Bye, girls, be safe when you’re out there!” Before anyone could reply she had taken Rarity’s hand and disappeared, their muffled giggles soon disappearing from hearing.

“Good tidings, dear Lady!” The Ravens called after her, though left surprised by the speed of her departure. The energetic woman had stolen the collective heart of the Horde ever since she had made her appearance in their midst, and her continued outpouring of affection had only cemented her place as a Changeling favorite. Motherly and doting to the end, the Horde would happily follow her anywhere like a lovesick puppy.

Chrysalis didn’t want Pinkie to leave; she’d rather have Rarity joined in and they cause such a ruckus that the whole Horde got drunk on their lovemaking. But duty did indeed call, and this was a momentous step- she would have to be atop matters and see her children secure. If they could find new nests, find a way to cultivate them, then they could start to practice what had so easily taken their mother. They could flourish.

“Alright… finish your meal and we begin,” she declared. “It will be an arduous road ahead of you.”

If anything, Rainbow Dash realized she should have been more suspicious right from the start. Fluttershy having a girlfriend wasn’t an issue- hell, she was happy for her! But the changes that had overcome her friend were so deep, and now seemingly so permanent. The newfound confidence and sensuality, the affection that seemed to pour from her like the flow of a river… it had been like looking at a totally different person. It was strange, unusual, but perhaps something explainable. Just perhaps- but not once had Fluttershy ever introduced her girlfriend to her friends, not even her oldest friend in the world. She hadn’t ever even mentioned a name!

And then Rarity got added to the mix, seemingly just as much a fan of Fluttershy’s girlfriend as Fluttershy was. It was all too strange, and too much for Rainbow’s instincts to handle. Whether or not it was true, even if it was all just mentally manufactured nonsense, she was quite certain that something was up.

She was also sure that she was going to find out why.

The biggest matter was that Rainbow wasn’t even sure what to be suspicious of. If Fluttershy’s mysterious suitor was just as much a recluse as the demure girl so often was, it wouldn’t be out of the ordinary for their relationship to be something extremely private; there’d hardly be anything that would seem amiss if Fluttershy’s introversion hadn’t started to break out of its shell. So what if they’d never openly met yet? There were a million sensible explanations available here that would clear the whole thing up… if only they were ever mentioned. The silence probably didn’t help matters. And with Fluttershy being so strangely evasive…

So you’re sort of stalking your best friend, Rainbow said to herself. That’s cool, it’s for her own good and all that. Besides, if it ends up being nothing, no one will ever have to know. Hidden in the depths of the trees overlooking Fluttershy’s cottage, she felt confident that she was well-concealed from view. If her once-timid friend departed for a romantic encounter, she’d be able to track her movements every step of the way.

The door opened and Fluttershy soon appeared, warm smile aglow on her face as Rarity came walking out behind her. A few quick words at the door that Rainbow couldn’t make out, a pause to settle themselves, and then the two women departed for destinations unknown hand-in-hand.

That’s it? Rainbow found the whole thing rather anticlimactic. She’s dating Rarity? Why keep that a secret, we all know she’s had a crush on Fluttershy for years. For a relationship that would have felt almost inevitable, it was hard to believe that it was something kept hidden. Harder still were reasons as to why it would be kept secret in the first place. Still, best to know for certain- she continued after them, staying hidden in the shadows so as to remain undetected.

They certainly acted affectionately towards one another; small gestures and actions that only were shared between lovers, an intimacy in the contact that left Rainbow mystified. Was this really the reason for the secrecy? It didn’t make much sense. Do they think we’d disapprove or something? I thought she’d ask at some point- wait, where are they headed to now? Fluttershy and Rarity had begun to slow their pace, turning from the main thoroughfare and off to-

Sugarcube Corner. Visiting Pinkie Pie, maybe? Rainbow felt a little wounded by the thought; if Pinkie knew of Fluttershy’s relationship and she didn’t, especially after their years of being friends…

The girls took to the back of the bakery and climbed the stairs to the penthouse above, a knock on the door to signal their arrival. Quick as a flash the door sprung open to unleash Pinkie Pie, the overly-enthusiastic woman bounding forth and greeting her friends with a crushing embrace. A few words were shared between them, a snippet of conversation that suggested this was a previously designed plan- and then the pair became a trio, making their way to a destination that could only be the train station.

Rainbow blanked, studying the three women as they interacted with one another. The manner in which they spoke to each other, the gestures and touches that were shared between them… Rarity and Fluttershy hadn’t altered their behavior at all, treating Pinkie in the same way- and she just as affectionate in return. If Rainbow was right and that her best friend was indeed romantically entangled with the fashionista, then how did Pinkie figure into this? Unless they’re- no, no way. Rarity wouldn’t ever go for it, I know she wouldn’t.

She did her best to remain concealed while on the train, keeping to another compartment and waiting for their departure before resuming the hunt. It would be more difficult to follow without being detected in the midst of Canterlot, but she would have to do her best. Stick to the rooftops, Rainbow cautioned herself, move slowly and keep quiet.

The prismatic woman crept behind her unwitting targets from above, doing her best not to silhouette herself and leave a shadow; the trio of affectionate girls were making their way towards a residential area, away from the main thoroughfares that so often enticed travelers and making their way through the doors of what was most certainly-

No WAY. All of Rainbow’s confusion turned to mirth, wishing she could bark out her laughter at the situation. Rarity is at a STRIP CLUB- Rarity! Oh man, I can never let her live this down, not in a million years. How did she and Fluttershy end up here? Is Flutters dating a stripper? Are THEY strippers? How does Pinkie figure into this? The idea of three of her friends possibly being exotic dancers had never entered her mind before; now that it was present, it was all she could imagine- and she rather liked the thought. If any one of them is a stripper… get a dance. Get your money’s worth.

With an eager desire to confirm her suspicions, Rainbow leapt across rooftops until she was atop the nightclub, looking for a way inside that would continue to let her sneak about. A maintenance hatch gave way to her will and she silently crept into the building’s interior without a single eye to find her, her venture into the ventilation system enough to ensure that. I should have brought a camera. Jeez, what if they’re dressed up in bunnysuits and shit, Rares would NEVER be able to live that down. So much for fancy and formal, my perfect-

“Why so worried, darling? I know this is important to you, but fretting certainly won’t aid you.” Rarity’s voice was filtering through from somewhere ahead and Rainbow crept along to find the source.

“Only for their safety. I have pushed them to the limit of their abilities for too long now, I fear that another mission so soon after their last will leave them exhausted- and vulnerable.” Another voice, one that Rainbow didn’t recognize but most definitely found to be familiar…

“They will perform admirably. They always have- and now that it means keeping Pinkie safe, they’ll most definitely be on their guard.”

“Aw, stop it, Rarity! I was just wanting to make sure they had something nice before they left,” came Pinkie’s voice in its usual exuberance.

“And they love you for it, darling,” Rarity replied. “Don’t they, Fluttershy?”

“They really do, Pinkie Pie. I think you’re everyone’s favorite by far.”

“Stop, you’re gonna make me blush!”

“I think we’d like to make you do more than just blush, my sweet,” came that sultry voice again, a most sensuous purr that carried obvious intent. “I’m sorry I couldn’t join in the fun last time… can I make it up to you?”

“Well… only if you really want to.”

“Want to? No, Pinkie- I need to!” There was a gasp, and then a squeal that was soon muffled, the sounds of human contact becoming dampened by an unknown action.

Rainbow knew she’d heard that voice somewhere. Creeping slowly ahead until she could peer down through the vent, she stared through the slits and saw her friends down below, comfortably reclined in a luxurious lounge together, Pinkie deeply engaged in a passionate kiss with-

Rainbow’s blood turned cold as memory crept forth and signaled recognition. She was in a very dangerous place, not a single weapon at her side with which to defend herself, and her friends now brainwashed prisoners to a monster.

“Changelings!” Twilight let her coffee mug fall from her hands and shatter, her face stark-white as the news hit her with the force of a cannonball. “Changelings are in- Rainbow, are you absolutely certain?”

“A hundred percent,” Rainbow answered. “I saw her, I saw Chrysalis! She had Fluttershy, Rarity and Pinkie Pie and she was-” What happened next didn’t really need to be described, nor did she wish to express her reactions regarding the matter. “It was her, without a doubt.”

Rainbow had fled as soon as she was finished investigating, fleeing back to her home before she could be discovered. Under the cover of darkness, she had come to the library and met with Twilight- and now found herself embroiled in a nightmarish scenario. Unsure of how to take on an entire nest of Changelings, she had felt confident that Twilight would have a plan somewhere within her mind that could put a stop to all of this.

Twilight staggered and fell back into her chair, staring blankly out into the world. “That… that explains everything,” she breathed. “Fluttershy’s secret admirer, her personality change, all her visits to Canterlot and- and everything! Chrysalis must have kidnapped her right from the start, and placed a fake one here!”

“And now she has Pinkie Pie- and Rarity!” Rainbow added. “She must have done the same thing and then kept the real ones. She’s got to be brainwashing them, using them as servants for- for- we can’t just sit around, we have to do something!”

“I know! I’m thinking, give me a minute!” Twilight snapped, fear making her emotions run hot. “We can’t just go and charge the place, our friends are in there, so we have to have some way of getting them out first so they don’t become hostages.”

“Leave that to me!” Rainbow said. “I got in there once without anyone noticing, and I came out just the same. I can do it again.”

“Can you do it with three other people leaving with you?”

“I know I can.”

Twilight returned to silence, her mind filtering through plans and concepts the likes of which Rainbow couldn’t fathom. If anyone was to figure out a way to rescue their friends from the clutches of some vile predator, than it would be her. Rainbow was no great thinker, but she was a fantastic executor of Twilight’s will.

“Alright,” she said slowly, “Rainbow… you go ahead. Find the girls, and get them out of there. When you’re done, I’ll follow after you and bring their nest to the ground. If I don’t hear from you in three days, then I’ll go in and get you all out myself.”

“Please, I won’t need a rescue,” Rainbow answered confidently. “I’ll be back before you know it, and then all six of us will give Chrysalis the boot for good!”

She left without another word, knowing that the welfare of her friends couldn’t wait another moment. It was going to be a long, arduous night, of that she was certain, but Rainbow would see it done. Better yet, she’d do more than rescue her friends from Chrysalis’ clutches- she’d see that sultry witch speared through the heart! She paused in her journey only to return to her home and grab a heavy, jet-black knife; a sword would be better, but discretion was more critical now than skill.

The sun was beginning to creep its way over the horizon when Rainbow arrived at the faux nightclub yet again, not a soul to be seen as she crept across the rooftop and back towards the maintenance entrance. Her every movement was quiet, a prism of colors that crept through the dark without as much as a sound. For now, she knew it would be best to return to the vents above and see if she could make her way back to where she’d first found the others. Fingers crossed that they’re still there, she thought.

There was extra care to her movements, now that the world was so quiet. So much of it would still be slumbering and any unusual sound might send it to waking. She slunk through the vents like a serpent until she came back to her first foray, peering down yet again- nothing to be seen in the lounge, and no sign of anyone’s presence. Alright, next one. A spark of dread that she might be here for quite a while, searching through the entire building- or much worse circumstances could already have come to pass.

Perhaps an hour later, she heard the sounds of movement below; human beings in the midst of busyness, and the clatter of metal that suggested dishware. Doing her best to remain stealthy, Rainbow brought herself to the next vent ahead and glanced over its slits to peer within.

“She was a bit slow to rise this morning, wasn’t she?” Fluttershy was side-by-side with Rarity as they fussed over something on the kitchen counter. “Pinkie, just how late were you two up last night?”

“I was only trying to help!” Pinkie called from the fridge, extracting a carton of eggs and milk. “She’s been super worried and I didn’t want her to stay that way! And- wait, you’re not jealous, are you?”

“Not when I can have either one of you, darling,” Rarity teased. “Thank you for soothing her worries, then. I’m sure it was appreciated.”

“No problem! Besides, I know you two were feeling frisky last night…”

“Oh, just a couple of ladies spending time together, darling.”

“You felt wonderful,” Fluttershy piped up.

“I can only say the same, darling,” Rarity replied, kissing the sweet maiden on the tip of her nose. “Oh, if only we’d let ourselves be like this sooner…”

Rainbow wanted them to continue; there wasn’t enough detail in their stories, only bits and pieces that could entice the imagination. Surely they had more to say each other than this-

You’re supposed to be rescuing them, you idiot! Rainbow’s sentient mind overcame her carnal senses and remembered her original goals: infiltrate the nest, kill Chrysalis, rescue her friends- and absolutely nothing else. It would be a difficult drop, but she would manage. Here goes-

“What on earth?” Rarity paused from crafting her egg muffin and turned to whatever sounds were emanating from the ceiling, a loud thumping that continued to gain strength. “Is something mov-” The vent fell and immediately after fell something else- a person! The sudden appearance of another soul in their midst set the three unsuspecting women to fright, Fluttershy giving a magnificent scream before keeling over in an apparent faint.

“Whoa! Hey, shuttup!” Rainbow hissed, trying to wave her friends into silence. “Jeez, zip it, will you? I’m here to get you all out of here!”

“How dare- Rainbow! Rainbow Dash, what on earth are you doing here?” Rarity asked, recognition overcoming her dismay. “How, how- how did you even get in here? Where did you come from?”

“Does it matter? Let’s go, get Fluttershy back on her feet, we’re busting out of here!”

Rainbow half-expected Rarity to begin sobbing and leap into her arms, taking the role of a damsel in distress before begging to be made love to. What she hadn’t expected was for the seamstress to glance over at a dumbfounded Pinkie Pie in what seemed like confusion. “What are you waiting for?” Rainbow asked. “Come on, somebody definitely heard you screaming, we can’t hang around!”

“Umm…” Pinkie seemed mystified by her friend’s remarks. “Rainbow Dash, we’re not prisoners or anything awful. We’re just making breakfast! Would- I was thinking some waffles, would you like any?”

There were so many incorrect reactions happening before her that Rainbow felt bewildered. The thought of this being a trap rang in her mind. “Oh hell, I’m talking to a Changeling, aren’t I?”

“Uh, no, I’m just Pinkie Pie, and that’s really Rarity and Fluttershy. Is everything OK, Rainbow?”

At the precisely worst moment, the door was pushed open and none other than Chrysalis walked in, wearing an emerald-green bathrobe and looking as though she’d just left the showers. “Morning, my lovelies,” she greeted brightly. “I’ve done my best to keep myself duty-free today so we can go-”

She caught sight of Rainbow Dash and came to a halt. One quick glance at this unexpected visitor before she looked down and saw Fluttershy only just rousing from her fainting spell, dizzied and confused as to how she got there. In the matter of an instant, Chrysalis put two-and-two together to form a conclusion. A quick jerk of her head and she had targeted Rainbow Dash, eyes burning with wrath.

Rainbow felt her heart sink. She needed to act now or else she’d never leave this place alive! The knife was unsheathed and taken in hand, prepared to deliver a fatal blow-

“Rainbow Dash, you put down that knife this instant!” Rarity’s command was as hard and icy as a steel blade, biting through the charged atmosphere and preventing bloodshed before it could begin.

“Rarity, what in the fu-”

“How dare you harm my girls!” Chrysalis roared, raising a hand with intent to strike-

“Chrissy, no- no! Don’t hurt her, please!”

The Changeling Queen was now the one left stunned. “She attacked you!”

“She just dropped in and scared everybody really bad by accident and Fluttershy fainted, Rainbow didn’t mean it!” Pinkie joined in, coming alongside her dark mistress and trying to deescalate the situation. “She thinks we’re Changelings and that you’re evil and this is all a trap and we’re prisoner because she doesn’t know that you’re super nice and sexy and don’t actually like being evil all that much anymore because who wants to be evil when you’re with Fluttershy and Rarity and me?”

“What in the Hell is going on?” Rainbow demanded, not sure if she hadn’t somehow lost her mind. “Rarity, Pinkie, what are you doing here? Why is she here?”

“I’ll explain in just a minute- Chrissy, help me get Fluttershy back on her feet. That’s a girl, it’s alright. It’s just Rainbow Dash.” The elegant fashionista, taking her sweet companion by the arm, gently brought her to a seat and began tending to her with loving care. “You’re perfectly fine, you just had a nasty shock, darling.”

The surplus of strange was more than Rainbow knew how to deal with. The sight of Rarity and Chrysalis, with Fluttershy in between them, was not something she’d ever expected to see. Stranger still was the look of concern that was so deeply etched across the Changeling Queen’s face, though most certainly a façade- even if it appeared to be quite genuine.

“Are you alright?” Chrysalis asked, holding her fingers to the sweet woman’s wrist to check her pulse. “Your heart is still pounding.”

“I’m- OK. I think,” Fluttershy answered meekly, even if she didn’t exactly look it. “I’m sorry for scaring you.”

“You did nothing wrong, my butterfly. I am merely glad you’re not hurt.” Chrysalis turned from her devoted Lady and the softened expression became hard, anger returning to those brilliant eyes. “Why did you try to attack my girls?”

“Attack- wait, I’m here because of you!” Rainbow protested, trying to redirect the conversation to more sensible waters. “You kidnapped them!”

“You made Fluttershy pass out,” Chrysalis fired back, clearly ignoring her attacker’s words. “What if she’d hit her head and really gotten hurt?”

“It was an accident, I’m rescuing them!”

“Apologize already!” The tone was that of a command- and one that demanded to be met.

“Alright! Jeez- Fluttershy, I am sorry for scaring you. I did not mean to. At all,” Rainbow said, only to immediately find herself stunned that she’d said anything in the first place. “What is- can I just finish this rescue, please?”

“A rescue? I’m not in danger,” Fluttershy replied. “That’s very nice of you, though, but we’re all fine. We just wanted to make some breakfast.”

“But what about her?” Rainbow demanded, pointing accusatorily at Chrysalis who harrumphed at the gesture. “She tried to take over the city last time, what are you doing with her?”

“We were making breakfast for everyone, silly! That’s why I was making waffles!” Pinkie answered as though it was the most rational, sensible thing in the world. “Chrissy really likes cinnamon pancakes but I like strawberry best so I was gonna have to make a whole bunch of them and then you showed up and I know you like blueberry best so I guess I’ll have to get some blueberries somewhere- ooh, and powdered sugar also-”

“OK! I get it, I swear.” Rainbow turned from her friends and directed her confusion towards the still-glowering Changeling Queen. “Why are you here?”

Chrysalis sighed. “I am here,” she said, “for breakfast. Can I please have my meal in peace?”

Rainbow was confused and still unconvinced. “And a monkey’s my uncle. Why are you here?”

“I’m here because I want breakfast with my girlfriends, now would you please get off the table?” Chrysalis demanded. “And wipe your shoes, you’re leaving black stains everywhere.”

She could not have been more at a loss for words. Chrysalis wasn’t trying to kill her, hadn’t kidnapped her friends, had forced her to apologize for scaring Fluttershy, and was more angry about stains on the table than a potential assassination attempt. There wasn’t enough time left in the rest of the world for the thing to make sense.

“Rainbow, she is right,” Rarity said. “Please, off of the table- and help me clean up the mess, would you?”

With nothing better to do, Rainbow stepped down from the table and took the wet rag that was placed in her hands, wiping away the darkened smudges that had come from her boots. “Are- did you really not kidnap my friends?” she asked.

“I most certainly did not,” Chrysalis said flatly. “You do not trust me, do you?”

“One of your kids tried to eat me when you invaded.”

Chrysalis bit her lip. “Well… OK, that I do believe.”

“Why are you actually here?”

“Oh for heaven’s sake!” Chrysalis said hotly, stomping her feet in frustration. “Fine, then. If you don’t believe me, then we’ll go and settle this like fighters do. Do you know how to use a sword?”

At last, an opportunity. “Hell yeah I do. Gimme something and-”

“Chrissy! Please, don’t hurt Rainbow Dash, she’s my oldest friend!” Fluttershy demanded.

“I promise, not a scratch,” Chrysalis swore. “Just some morning exercise to help us both blow off some steam. You girls go on about your day, I’ll join you sometime later. Rainbow, if you would come with me…”

Against her better judgment, Rainbow complied with the darkened queen’s wishes, dimly waving goodbye to her friends before following the barely-dressed Changeling out the door and elsewhere. It was not a good idea, nor did it even make sense, but at least it was movement and action. She would see this settled with Chrysalis, here and now if she could manage it. And then get her friends out before it was too late, too.

They looked good. I didn’t know Pinkie’s pajamas were that loose, you could see pretty much everything. And the way they were talking to each other, I bet they have some great dirty talk together. The thoughts came as a surprise, their origin unknown. And then there was the matter of Chrysalis, leading the way before her. Rainbow took note of her tanned skin, the powerful stride with which she walked. The darkened hair that shone like water under sunlight…

“Here we are. In,” Chrysalis commanded, opening the door and beckoning for the prismatic warrior to enter. “There is nothing waiting for you, I promise. Go in.”

With some trepidation, Rainbow complied. Her fears ended up being unfounded, as the room was revealed to be little more than empty space- a lounge with no purpose or content within. “What are we doing here?”

“Like I said: morning exercise,” Chrysalis answered, shutting the door behind her. “We shall go until our anger subsides. Does that sound fair?” As Rainbow nodded, she gave a snap of her fingers and summoned forth a pair of training blades, twin rapiers of wood that had been expertly carved. “This is yours.”

Rainbow took the weapon in hand and found its weight to be superb. Just a little heavier than an actual blade itself, perfect for strengthening the wrist, but well-balanced. The craftsmanship behind its making was enough to spur some sportsmanship from within her. “I can’t fight you,” she remarked. “You’re wearing a bathrobe.”

“Hmm? Oh, it appears you’re right,” Chrysalis remarked, giving herself a look-over. “Let me think…” Another snap of her fingers and bright-green fire came upon her form and surrounded it, transforming her softened attire into something more appropriate-

OK, so maybe not. Rainbow gave a start when she saw Chrysalis’ new outfit, a black leather corset with a skirt to match. There was little in the way of protection that was offered, and much the same of concealment; it was impossible to disregard the ample excellence of her breasts that threatened to spill themselves, or the sensuous form of her figure that was so elegantly crafted. The smoothness of her skin, the toned muscle beneath that Rainbow so often admired in herself…

“Let us see,” Chrysalis said lightly, “I wish to see your best. We strive to disarm, not strike. Does that sound fair?”

Unsure of whether or not to speak, Rainbow nodded. She took her place and stood in form, waiting for the call-

“Oh, I have not done this in years,” Chrysalis said, a smile forming on her lips. “En garde.”

It did not take long for Rainbow to realize she was dueling with a master. Chrysalis could match her with every ounce of skill she herself possessed, a deft hand and skilled footwork that Rainbow had not ever seen before in her life. This was not like her days of training with the Wonderbolts and her fellow recruits, with so many various levels of skill between them. Chrysalis’ movements were smooth, streamlined, and fast. It was more akin to fighting a hawk; rapid strikes that moved like lightning, forceful as the floodwaters. She was putting everything she had into this and found each stroke perfectly matched, no matter how clever she thought the move to be.

Rainbow was starting to sweat, but she couldn’t hold back the grin. Despite her misgivings, this was rather fun.

“You’re quite skilled,” Chrysalis remarked, taking a step back so as to better parry the oncoming blow. “You should be proud of yourself. I dare say even my Commanders would struggle against you.”

“Thanks,” Rainbow panted. “I work at it a lot.”

“That is clearly evident,” Chrysalis replied. “You move splendidly. Not even Rarity could dance with such elegance as this.”

In fairness, it wasn’t the first time she’d heard the two compared. The footwork involved in dueling often crossed over to other arts fairly well, and Rainbow knew herself to be no exception. She was an excellent dancer, despite having no love for dancing in the first place. But this waltz she now shared with Chrysalis was enjoyable, enriching even. She had an equal- no, a superior in the art. It had been years since she’d met someone who might actually outclass her.

“Why are you here?” Rainbow huffed.

“It is simple,” Chrysalis answered- a swing and she broke against Rainbow’s defense. “I love your friends. And I am loved in return.”

“I thought you fed on love. You know- ate it.”

“And I do. But this… this is better. I drown in it, am overwhelmed by it. I give it to them in return, they give it to one another, and we share ourselves in wholeness. It is better than I could have imagined.”

“Wait-” Rainbow paused and almost found herself disarmed. “They’re really all- and you, too-”

“Sometimes it is all of us together. Sometimes not,” Chrysalis answered. “Last night, Fluttershy and Rarity spent their evening together, while I repaid Pinkie for her kindness to my children. Love tastes better when you make it with someone.”

Rainbow tried not to think about that too hard. “…OK…”

Chrysalis smiled, continuing to match her partner’s blows. “She tastes wonderful, you know. Well, all of them do, really.”

“Excuse me?”

“Fluttershy. And Rarity, and Pinkie. Each of them is so unique. The feel of their lips- the taste of their juices, like honey on your tongue. No matter who it is, I feel like I’m in heaven.”

Rainbow couldn’t think about that. She needed not to think about that. “Is that so?”

“Fluttershy is always so gentle. She loves to give more than she does to receive, you know,” Chrysalis said. “And Rarity… oh, to feel her tongue within you as yours enter her-”

“Whoa.”

“And then there’s Pinkie. Such a sweet, loving girl, of course,” Chrysalis added. “But to have sex with her- you feel drawn to match her passion, to suck on those nice titties- you hope you’ll die in between those thighs.”

“Nice- wait-”

“And now here you are. So strong and fierce,” Chrysalis purred. “I wonder, Rainbow… how would your body feel against mine?”

The thought came into her mind and couldn’t be ignored. She felt the heat rush to her face, the grin come and split across her lips. She knew she was good, but the idea of it right now wasn’t a good time, but it was so good-

It came before she could try and defend it, a sneaking strike that overpowered her grip on her sword and saw it wrenched from her grip. Raising skyward and flying, soon ensnared in Chrysalis’ free hand and at last brought to rest by her side as the Changeling queen cemented her victory. Before Rainbow had even been able to realize what was happening, she’d been defeated.

“What-”

“Do not think any less of yourself, please,” Chrysalis advised her. “You likely are the best I’ve faced in years.”

Rainbow wasn’t sure how to react. She was a little disappointed that their duel was even over, the reprieve from reality that hadn’t lasted long enough. Now she’d have to deal with Chrysalis permanently and settle her mind on whether or not she was actually a foe at all.

“I want you, Rainbow.” The vicious start and expression of shock was exactly what Chrysalis had desired, her smile coming forth at the sight of Rainbow’s reaction. “For more reasons than one. For your skill, and your prowess- and your wet, dribbling pussy, soaked through just for me.”

Rainbow flushed- she of all people, the oft-brazen woman left speechless by Chrysalis’ straightforward manner.

“It’s alright to feel turned on, Rainbow,” Chrysalis breathed, coming closer to the newfound object of her desire. “I’m sure you felt the same. That rush of excitement as we clashed, your skin gleaming in the light. All those strong, hard muscles you have- how was I not supposed to be turned on?”

It was high praise from one so beautiful, but Rainbow wasn’t yet sure how she felt about the matter. Chrysalis was getting too close now, pressing the prismatic woman against the wall so as to avoid feeling her presence, the darkened royal’s breasts threatening to press against Rainbow’s body-

“You can stare, Rainbow. It’s alright. You can stare at me, and at Fluttershy, too. Rarity, and Pinkie, oh I know they’d all love to have you join in. I bet you’re so commanding in bed.”

“Maybe.” Rainbow tried to bite her tongue and put the words back down her throat.

“I’d like to find out, Rainbow," Chrysalis whispered, her face almost pressed into that of her partner’s. “To lick you dry- to hear you cry as you’re made satisfied. I’d love to see you make Fluttershy scream… would you like to hear her someday?”

Rainbow wanted to be right here, right now, and anywhere else but here. She wanted to be as far away from Chrysalis as possible, but she wanted to rip away that corset right then and there and get things started. She didn’t know which side was going to win out.

“Touch yourself, Rainbow,” Chrysalis said. “Touch yourself for me, oh so slowly.”

It was the impossible, desirable command that she couldn’t ignore. Her breaths rattled by trembling, Rainbow’s hand dipped down into her pants, slowly snaking their way beneath her underwear before finding her folds that had already been made slick by Chrysalis’ steaming words alone. Her first forays were hesitant, a small amount of her still unwilling. She shouldn’t do this-

Chrysalis closed the gap between them and kissed her, the forceful union of contact seeing the beautiful queen’s tongue diving into Rainbow’s mouth and lathering away. Rainbow felt her body ignite with pleasure and she began to flick away at her folds by sheer pleasurable instinct, unable to do otherwise. She was being brilliantly, powerfully kissed, unable to give attention to anything but the decadent, pink muscle of this dark beauty that so fiercely coated her own tongue with praises. Rainbow had never known anyone could kiss like this! She flicked away at herself happily, wanting to lose herself in the pleasure of the moment-

A hand took hold of her wrist and extracted her hand from within the depths of her slickened clothing, putting a halt to the growing sensation of happiness. The tongue that had so brilliantly kissed her instantly retreated, leaving Rainbow’s mouth feeling empty in comparison-

“Hey- hey, wait!” Rainbow gasped, suddenly finding her arms pinned to the wall. “That’s not fair! You can’t do that!”

“Not yet, my warrior princess,” Chrysalis purred, eyes alight with mischief. “Show me how well you follow orders. Obey them to my satisfaction, and I will make all your waiting be worth every second. Do we have a deal?”

“Come on. This isn’t fair…”

“Last chance, Rainbow Dash,” Chrysalis crowed.

Rainbow had felt like she’d been walking on sunshine. She needed to see that moment made right, even if it took forever to get there- and there was only one person in the world who could do just that. “Deal.”

“Mmm…” Chrysalis’ eyes swept across her helpless desire, a thorough examination of her capabilities. “Undress me, Rainbow Dash,” she ordered. “Piece by piece- gently.”

The first order is a simple one, easy to hear and to obey. Pulling at the zipper that held the corset together, Rainbow slowly tore away the leather that held back magnificence and let the darkened queen’s breasts spill out at last. They were just as magnificent as the prismatic woman had hoped they would be, perfectly bouncy and made to be caressed, with fetching nipples that pleaded to be flicked and suckled on…

“The skirt next, Rainbow. Just a little further.”

She knelt down swiftly and undid the button that held the darkened skirt together, pulling away at the item and revealing a deep-crimson pair of panties that perfectly shrouded that last, final gift within. A flash of inspiration took hold of her and Rainbow cast aside the skirt to focus on this last adornment, gripping them in her teeth and pulling them away. A small brush of her nose against those dampened folds and she breathed in the scent that beckoned for her; not even cream could smell so wonderful.

“Ooh… with flair, I see. I like it,” Chrysalis murmured as Rainbow returned, panties still in her grip and held as though a prize. “I think you deserve a reward.”

“You know I do,” Rainbow breathed. “At least a kiss.”

“Just a kiss? I’ll do more than that, Rainbow,” Chrysalis replied, leaning in and taking Rainbow’s lips against her own as their embrace reignited once more. This time, uninhibited by conflicted emotions, the prismatic athlete met her dark queen’s caresses with those of her own, their tongues striking blow after blow against one another as they twirled about in her mouth. An unbidden coo came from the depths of her spirit and she moaned into the beautiful Changeling’s mouth as she melted into the gesture. She had never been much into kissing, but as Chrysalis plied at her lips, prodded with her tongue- it was like she was trying to lick her away into the depths of Rainbow’s soul!

She extracted herself messily, Chrysalis’ snaking tongue taking its time to part from the delightful home of Rainbow’s mouth, dripping even as she descended below and searched for something sweeter. The sound of a zipper being torn away, and the feeling of underwear being pulled aside-

Rainbow gasped. So sudden, after so little, but here Chrysalis was, that tongue already plunging deep into her folds and licking away without hesitation. She’d never felt someone pour themselves into her like that, so intent on finding every inch of her so as to see it pleasured! Chrysalis’s tonguework was a symphony of sapphic skill, unparalleled in all the world. She could feel each flicker, each momentary lather as though it were the most pristine thing. Priceless treasures and works of art were nothing compared to this magnificent Changeling. Rainbow felt her breaths beginning to come in swift and rapid; she had only just begun, and yet the moment was almost here-

No. No! Chrysalis retreated and pulled herself away from the dribbling folds of Rainbow, fully separate and allowing the woman to stand against the wall untouched. She had been so close, why would she stop? It had been beautiful, magnificent, absolutely wondrous of a moment! “Why did you stop?!” Rainbow gasped, straining against the tears that threatened to spill out from the effort of her exertion. “You can’t do that, not like that!”

“Not yet, my beautiful bird,” Chrysalis commanded. “Do you really wish to soil yourself so easily? And all over your nice, clean clothes… let’s see them cast aside, why don’t we? One at a time, I think… let’s start with your shirt.”

Rainbow tossed aside her tunic and let her toned body be laid bare, save for a sports bra that lay across a flat chest. A little further now…

“Your pants, those next.”

The pants sailed through the air and revealed her underwear, now soaked and darkened by viscous fluid. Just a little further.

“Get rid of your bra, Rainbow.”

A bare chest was all that was left after the span of a heartbeat, hardened nipples freed to the open air upon breasts that could not even hope to compare. A little more.

“And your panties?”

Snow-white fabric was dropped to the floor and kicked aside like trash, Rainbow standing naked before the admiring Queen. Every muscle in her body was primed, desperate for further pleasure that would lead to a needed release. Please…

“Touch yourself for me, Rainbow,” Chrysalis commanded. “Just for a little bit- but you mustn’t come yet.”

Rainbow forced her pace to remain slow. If she went any faster, her body may well explode. She wanted to be freed at last, given reprieve- but she wanted to feel Chrysalis again, to be gifted with nothing but that unparalleled best. Her fingers moved within her folds in a steady rhythm, the sound of liquid moved by flesh like the song of the sirens to her ears. Each motion was torturous to bear…

“That’s enough. We can’t get too excited.”

Rainbow struggled to listen. She desperately didn’t want to stop, she needed to go on…

“Oh, you poor thing,” Chrysalis murmured. She slunk down to the floor, pulling Rainbow with her before coming atop her willing captive at the waist and keeping her pinned. “You need to be pleasured, don’t you? Surely you don’t want to fail now…”

“No,” Rainbow rasped. Oh please, please…

“Suck on my tits, Rainbow,” Chrysalis said, sliding down until her bountiful melons were draped across the mighty woman’s agonized face. “Lick them, make them hard. Make me moan, why don’t you?”

Rainbow wanted to worship them, yet did not want to. She enjoyed nibbling at those tits, feeling them be squirmed by the pleasure of their mistress- but she wished for more. She loved to tweak and to lick at breastflesh, to suck on them and treat them as the prize they were- but to hold on any longer was agonizing-

Oh goddamit, no… She felt a familiar plunge of fingers in her soaked clit, a gentle rhythm of fingerstrokes that only added to the joyous agony she was enduring. Perfect breasts there in her mouth, masterful fingers plucking away deep in her pussy, all of it was tantamount of ecstasy- and still she could not be given release, even as her body thrashed and struggled to hold on any longer. Unbidden, unwanted, Rainbow’s occupied mouth gave freedom to a moan- one more akin to a wail-

“Can you go no farther, my beautiful bird?” Chrysalis asked, rising from her place atop Rainbow Dash while continuing to straddle across her waist. “Do you need me to free you?”

“Yes…”

“What was that, Rainbow?”

“Yes!”

“Then say the magic words, Rainbow,” Chrysalis purred, bending down low in preparation. “That’s an order.”

“Make me cum. Make me cum, please!” Rainbow wailed. She was desperate, writhing about in her agony-

“With pleasure.” Without another word Chrysalis dove down and delved deep into Rainbow’s crying folds, her mouth practically attacking that magnificent pussy with the sort of heavenly skills that could not be found anywhere in the universe. Oh, it was heaven-!

It took only the span of a few short seconds for Rainbow to feel her body shudder, a great quake of movement that came as the orgasm struck her senses with the potency of a bomb. She cried out as Chrysalis conquered her body, letting herself flow freely into the awaiting snare of the Changeling Queen that had so effortlessly commanded her. To call it the most terrific feeling she had ever known was an understatement; Chrysalis had taken all her will, all her strength and might and made it as soft as putty. She shuddered again and Rainbow knew she was done for- no one had ever made her feel like this.

Rainbow lay there gasping, still overwhelmed by the potency of the moment. Somewhere on the edge of her senses, she felt pressure against her toned form and she forced herself to take heed of it; crawling up her body and enjoying the spoils of her victory was Chrysalis, that smile as warm and teasing as any she’d ever seen.

“You tried, my sweet,” Chrysalis remarked. “Oh, so valiantly. What a will you have…”

Rainbow didn’t have the strength to speak, but she smiled to give proof of her recognition. She certainly couldn’t remember a time she’d been pushed like this.

“I think you deserve a reward, Rainbow Dash,” Chrysalis mused. “And I know just the thing: Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, and me- whenever you want to have them. Does that entice you?”

“I think so, yeah,” Rainbow breathed huskily, naked body glistening from the sweat that had been gained from their work together. Her body felt wearied, overcome by the ferocity of her new lover; yet her will began to stir once more and she found her heart becoming stout. “So I can have you girls whenever I want?”

“And they you, whenever they wish,” Chrysalis assured her. “I’m certain they’ll be glad to have you.”

“Then can I have you now?” Rainbow asked, a tired grin gaining strength on her features. “How about another round?”

Such vigor! Chrysalis cried silently. Both her and Pinkie at once, that would be… Her smile grew wide in anticipation. “As many times as you’d like.”

I like this one. Think it turned out well. You can guess who's up next.

Keep reading, I guess.