Chrysalis gives mixed mind controlling's!

The cup had barely been filled before Applebloom greedily knocked it back, her throat working as her tongue quested eagerly, swilling the dark potion around in her mouth, savouring the taste of lust and corruption as she moaned again, squeezing her tits.

'Fuck~ That's good-' She pants, legs spread as her pussy thrums against the fabric of her underwear. She pulls at her shorts, stimulating her snatch and Chrysalis chuckles,

'Applebloom! Such a naughty mouth~' The changeling says in mock shock as she moves closer before swiftly sliding in, sitting on Applebloom's lap, her thick pink thighs in their tight booty shorts straddling the apple bucker's strong, firm ones.

The tea stifles Applebloom's timidity and good sense, drowning her manners and social mores in a tide of rising confidence and lust. Her free hand moves from her shorts to firmly grope Chrysalis's ass, pulling her closer, addicted to the changeling's scent.

'M'sorry-' She grunts, staring at the huge canyon of pink princess titflesh in front of her, 'It's really good-' Her voice grows thicker and headier as she begins to grind her pussy on Chrysalis's knee while the queen begins to rub her own cunt on Applebloom's thigh, pressing her knee between Applebloom's legs.

'What's-Ah-Hah-What's in it?' She groans, eyes flicking between Chrysalis's tits and the large pot that the fake princess was holding and she licks her lips,

'I want more.' Applebloom demands, the lust and the potion driving any semblance of courtesy out her voice, her own need and satisfaction swelling to outweigh the thought and feelings of anybody else.

'Good.' Chrysalis thought, 'Just like a changeling should think.'

This one had potential and her new hive needed strong stock.

A bit of "training" though. To let the prospective subject know that her queen's needs and satisfaction was far more important than a single changeling's though.

Chrysalis tucks a lock of red hair being Applebloom's ear in a close, tender gesture but Applebloom's eyes are locked hungrily onto Chrysalis's big pink tits, flicking between them and the fresh cup of corrupting tea Zecora brings over, blowing on it to cool it.

'Oh, a bit of this, a bit of that, a bit of cunt and a bit of twat!' The zebra rhymes before trickling the now warm liquid down over Chrysalis's breasts, soaking her shirt, the liquid causing pleasurable, tingling sensations wherever it touched.

'Oooh-That's nice...' Chrysalis sighs, palming her tits and leaning back in satisfaction before turning flashing green eyes on Applebloom,

'Oops-It looks like Zecora's spilled tea on me, Can you help me clean-Ooohh!'

Chrysalis cries out as Applebloom dives between her tits, hands squeezing roughly, tongue licking and questing for every drop of the addicting juices. She doesn't even question the fact Zecora just admitted to spiking her tea with their cunt juices!

No, she's eager and Chrysalis moans under her rough groping as Applebloom rips her purple crop top in two, exposing her jiggling tits.

Normally, Chrysalis would never let herself be handled this way.

She was to be worshiped like the queen she was, not fucked like a common whore!

But...

But it feels sooo good! She squeals and moans, squeezing her thighs together and it's all she can do to focus enough to begin her mind control on Applebloom.

Chrysalis's horn glows with emerald light and Applebloom shudders, her eyes crossing slightly while her mouth hangs open, drool leaking from her mouth,

'Huhhhgghhh?' She slurs, her eyes flashing before Zecora laughs and roughly shoves her student's face back between Chrysalis's tits. This prompted a chuckle from Chrysalis, her horn sparking as she drives deep into Applebloom's mind!

It's a rough and quick mind control but Applebloom's mind is so horned up and foggy at practically where Chrysalis wants it that all she has to do is start soldifying and locking in what the farmgirl is already feeling!

The potion mainly transfers and enhances the desires of those who "essence" it had been brewed with.

In this case Zecora and Chrysalis.

Arousal, Lust, Arrogance and disdain for Ponyville. A hatred and possesive desire directed at Twilight Sparkle and her meddling friends! A desire and a entitlement to take whatever she wanted, what she was deserved, through guile and through trickery!

It all boiled inside of her mind, enhanced and locked in by Chrysalis. Every aspect of the two witches warped, lewd ambitions and plans oozed into Applebloom's mind, solidifying and congealing! Shoving out any conflicting thoughts the innocent farmgirl might have ever had!

However, Chrysalis, and to a lesser extent Zecora, also had a smaller, although no less powerful, secret desire! The one Spike had implanted in her mind far more surely and solidly than anything Chrysalis could to do Applebloom!

Suddenly, mid cast, Rarity's voice and face flits through Chrysalis's mind.

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Chrysalis tries to ward it away, to think of something else but she had been so focused on recklessly implanting her every whim and desire into Applebloom that the fantasy expands and crystallizes almost instantaneously.

A ****, needy, desire to be treated like a whore by Spike and His Perfect Diamond explodes into Chrysalis's mind fully formed.

'Oh!' Chrysalis gasps out, the wind leaving her in one gust as her crooked horn blazes with light, sparks exploding as thick green ooze begins to leak from her horn! The fantasy dominates her entire attention and Chrysalis bucks and writhes, unable to escape it as the flow of green magic between the two woman swells as the fantasy squeezes from the Queen's mind!

The barrage of thoughts, sensations and needs crashes down into Applebloom whose eyes burn with green light. Appleblooms feet kick, her toes curling, body arching as two different, competing desires to appear in Applebloom's mind, one in which she serves Cadence as a devoted ****, and one where she...does not...

One where Chrysalis serves Rarity. Serves Spike. Serves everyone.

Where the haughty bitch is no bettern than a common cocksleeve, only fuckable as a imitation replacement if the real Rarity or Twilight or Applebloom was not around.

Applebloom's eyes roll, trying to focus, trying to find some anchor for her thoughts, one hand carressing and massaging Chrysalis's tits, the other squeezing and groping her own. She writhes beneath Chrysalis. Her hands thrust out, gripping Chrysalis behind the head, both fully accepting of the magic, drinking it in while also wholly unable to hold both realities in her mind at the same time. Applebloom whining, desperately pushes outwards mentally and Chrysalis, distracted and fighting her own vivid fantasies, doesn't notice as the mental connection she has created begins to flow both ways!

Applebloom's head jerks, saliva flying and some of the drool flies upwards, catching on Chrysalis's long pink horn, sliding down onto her forehead then between her own wide, slightly glazed eyes as her own magic starts to seep into her mind. It's a trickle at first, then a steadier flow.

Mistress Rarity's sultry purr grows louder, more insistant,reinforcing the haughty queen's **** need to be treated like a whore. Chrysalis, blinded and overwhelmed, increases the power and groans, her own magic slamming back into her more forcefully.

'Submit Whore. Submit before your betters'

Chrysalis could not tell whose the voice that echoed through her mind was, was it her own speaking to Applebloom? Or was it Rarity speaking to her?

This bounced into Applebloom and then back again, the two of them caught in a feedback loop, Chrysalis inadvertently letting her sloppy spell work, physical pleasure and Zecora's incredibly potent potions begin to **** her own defences!