Chrysalis secures Twilight and plans for Rarity

Chrysalis pursed her lips in thought, mostly focused on her upcoming scheme with subverting Rarity while also enjoying Twilight's tongue lapping at her fat green cunt as she continued to tweak and rework Twilight's mind.

She internally marvelled at both her clarity of thought and what could only be described as a significant expansion of her cognitive power, memory and general intelligence. It appeared that as well as increasing her size and magical power, either the consumption of so much magic along with the absolute plunder of Starlight's mind, intellect and self by herself and Twilight, had seriously empowered Chrysalis's mental faculties.

She of course, had taken the lion's share while Twilight had been preoccupied experimenting with giddy delight at the new techniques Chrysalis had shown her. Twilight had been so caught up in the joy of discover (and having a slave eat her ass) that the Alicorn had not noticed Chrysalis securing her hold on Twilight's own mind.

Not that Twilight seemed to care. In fact, due to the groundwork she was downright eager to become Chrysalis's right hand mare by the present point.

She'd even felt confident in Twilight's submission to explain Spike's special abilities, as well as the situation so far.

In hindsight, Chrysalis realised she should have perhaps been more circumspect with Applebloom and Zecora as well. With her new heightened intellect, Chrysalis had suspicions about them not being quite as loyal as they should be.

Twilight however, was utterly locked down.

The purple mare was sitting on the coach, fingers gripping Chrysalis's soft thighs, her face buried in Chrysalis's cunt as the much larger mare stood in front of her, glowing fingers gently gripping Twilight's head, still working on her mind.

Although, given how tightly bound Twilight's mind was, it was mainly just for the fun of it now.

For both Twilight and Chrysalis.

The sensation of Chrysalis and Twilight squirming and wrestling as they tested each-other in the mind scape was incredibly pleasurable, especially when despite all of Twilight's efforts and thinking, Chrysalis would always win.

Partly due to her new, stolen intelligence and skill but mostly because of how powerful the Queen was now, as well as how far the deck was stacked in her favour.

Twilight, despite her efforts, would accept each loss eagerly. Each submission rewarded with a shuddering burst of pleasure and yet more gilded chains on mind and soul.

Chrysalis, as well as using the game to further ensnare Twilight's willing mind also enjoyed the mental exercise, much to her own bemusement.

She'd never particularly had patience for thinking exercises or mental games before. Perhaps it was just the feeling of domination or maybe it was satisfaction at flexing her new mental muscles.

Or maybe it was because Twilight's face was buried so deep into her snatch that even watching paint dry would be pleasurable given how eager Twilight's tongue was.

Chrysalis's giant, plush thighs squashed either side of Twilight's head, engulfing her in soft, black carapace while Twilight's own legs were wrapped around Starlight's kneeling body, pinning the magus turned pussy slave deep into Twilight's own cunt.

Unlike Chrysalis, who mostly dwelling in her own headspace, simply stood and let Twilight do most of the work of eating her out, Twilight herself was grinding and shoving her pussy against Starlight's face with deliberate gusto and roughness.

It had taken a while to craft a small spark of sadism inside Twilight's mind but once it was there both of them fuelled it eagerly and now Twilight was anticipating lots of domme gear in her future.

Chrysalis smiled and nodded to herself as loyalty and gratitude practically boiled off of Twilight, surging into Chrysalis via her pussy in a very stimulating way. She let out a low throaty moan as she came for the umpteenth time in the past hour. She'd stopped counting, mostly just revelling in the hedonistic bliss of it all as glowing femcum blasted across Twilight's already soaked head, prompting the alicorn to do the same to Starlight who, on queue, also orgasmed.

Chrysalis's long forked tongue lolled out as she stared at her cumming body in the mirror, her over seven foot frame jiggling and twitching. Huge black tits, bigger than Twlight's head wobbled, sloshing with potent royal milk that leaked from neon green nipples. Her ass and hips exploded out from a frankly impossibly narrow waist, almost wider than two mare's standing side by side while her legs extended to heaven, twin skyscrapers of charcoal black thickness.

She was easily taller than Cadance, probably at a level with Luna now and plump black lips curled around long dripping fangs at the anticipation of meeting the imposing warrior princess.

Chrysalis smirked and flexed her arm and hummed in satisfaction as a significant bicep bulged out of her arm, her tricep forming out of the deceptive slenderness of her arm. With a flex she watched as her new abs popped up out of her waspish midriff and knew that despite her apparent slimness or thickness of various parts of her new body, there was a lot of strength beneath the surface...

She kind of wanted a bit more though...She could appear as a muscle clad version of herself and she was strong but she had a idle but appealing fantasy of being able to out muscle anybody. Her physical strength should match her magical power now

She'd think on it. There had to be a way, even if it was prompting Spike to make it so...

Thinking of Spike once more brought a flash of desperation and submission but Chrysalis contained it fairly quickly. She'd got used to the periodic need to get down and beg to such Spike's cock.

No, she was in control and she knew what had to be done now.

Rarity. The last real obstacle in her way of bending Spike to her will and ascending to her rightful place...

Once Chrysalis had Rarity, she had Spike and thanks to how powerful she was right now...

Well...

There was nothing that could stop her now.

After a little more indulgent slurping and licking, Twilight releases the tight grip she had on Chrysalis's thighs and leans back on the coach, breathing heavily, eyes adoring and lustful. Her face, neck and collar are soaked in Chrysalis's glistening femcum and lines of it trail between her lips and Chrysalis's pussy yet Twilight doesn't seem to care.

Chrysalis notes that despite Twilight taking a break herself, Twilight's still riding Starlight hard, using her now free hand to grip Starlight's horn for more leverage.

There was not a hint of the sincere, kindhearted Twilight that had been there before. Only a desperate, depraved hunger for pleasure, power and knowledge willingly collared and directed by Chrysalis.

'Mmm...' Twilight said, licking her lips and savouring the taste of Chrysalis as she gently kisses her queen's thighs. 'So who's next? Rarity?'

Chrysalis had explained Spike's "situation" to Twilight during one of the many brain melting orgasms Twilight had experienced and Twilight had already started making all sorts of lewd little lists and plans in between their fucking sessions before she'd shoved her face between Chrysalis's legs again.

'Yes, I will handle her personally.' Chrysalis said with excited relish. Finally, she would get what she deserved. What she had always deserved. She went on, stroking Twilight's two tone mane tenderly, 'You will stay here while I handle Rarity.'

Twilight balked, her eyes going wide and disappointment clear across her well used face,

'What? But-But what about-I know Rarity! You'll need me!' She sputtered, petulance and anger in her voice at being denied the opportunity to test out her new skills on another one of her friends.

Quick as a flash, Chrysalis's hand tightened around Twilight's mane, yanking her head back roughly and cutting off the Alicorn's whining, replaced with a gasp of pain and shock.

'Don't ever backtalk me bitch.' Chrysalis hissed quietly, her magic enveloping Twilight's horn and blocking her magic as she twisted Twilight's mane around her fist. She shoves Twilight's face back into her soaking pussy, mouth and nose engulfed in changeling sex. 'I don't need you. I only bothered to enslave you because it made my pussy wet and the only reason you're not in the same position as the slut between your legs is you make my goals slightly easier...and it makes my pussy wet...'

Twilight's eyes roll as the presence of Chrysalis's puffy neon green pussy over her mouth and nose means the oh so high and mighty alicorn is in danger of passing out due to pussy related asphyxiation.

Despite that, Chrysalis still only sees loyalty and wicked arousal stream off Twilight's emotional self. The adrenaline and oxygen depravation mixing with the burning humiliation and the gleeful helplessness to create a maelstrom inside Twilight that sets her to shuddering and twitching in orgasm again, even as her vision fades.

Chrysalis also notes that Twilight, despite being smothered in pussy has not let up on Starlight, in fact she's reciprocated Chrysalis's punishment by locking her long purple legs around Starlight's head herself.

Good. Twilight had shaped up into a perfect cruel slut.

'I could easily swap you for her...Maybe you would like that? Did I pick the wrong off purple slut to be my tool here?'

Twilight shakes her head as best as she can, legs twitching and wings flapping irregularly as her lungs burn.

Chrysalis waits for another few seconds before releasing Twilight, shoving her back into the sofa, hair matted and face flushed and slick.

Twilight gasps and writhes, the influx of air, coupled with Chrysalis's potent juices and the sheer masochistic bliss she derives from being used causes her to cum hard, gripping Starlight's hair as she grinds her pussy against her student's face.

'Now what do you say?' Chyralis says archly, watching her loyal slave giggle and moan and squeal out

'Ssorry mistress-ffuucckkk! Thank you thank you thank you for enslaving me and giving me this slluut!' Twilight mewls, panting as she shoves Starlight away and dives to kneel at Chrysalis's leg, licking and worshiping the pussy that had almost just suffocated her.

'Good girl...' Chrysalis says with a motherly sort of affection that made Twilight quiver with pride and devotion. Chrysalis thinks for a moment, stroking Twilight's hair and considering...

It did seem somewhat of a waste to have someone as capable as Twilight just sitting around twiddling her thumbs while making sure Spike didn't say or do anything stupid.

It shouldn't be too hard, at this point Twilight could just shove a ballgag in the pathetic dragon's mouth and use that new big dick of his for some fun. Twilight wanted to do something. To further her Mistress's goals...

'Perhaps you can talk Spike into more "useful" questions...But be subtle and careful!' She hastens to add when an cruel and depraved look entered Twilight's eyes, fantasies of god knows what lewdness.

Twilight visibly mellowed the worst of her impulses out before nodding eagerly, hugging and kissing up Chrysalis's luscious thighs before with a burst of green flame, Twilight is looking at an exact copy of herself.

'Now...Dress me...and let me root through your memories so I have everything I need to fool Rarity that I'm you...'