The jewel of her new crown

‘Mph…That fantasy of yours has been twisting me up all day…Now though, seeing you like this…I can’t believe I ever saw you as worthy of respect, let alone being my mistress under a big, sexy king…’

Rarity’s expression changes to one of satisfied fantasy as she imagines her lurid, dominant and powerful version of Spike.

Spike the Stud. Spike the King. Spike the-

‘-MMppph?!’

Chrysalis’s black foot, green painted toes glistening with Rarity’s own pussy juices suddenly pressed into the unicorn’s face. It was an impressive feat of flexibility from the large queen, her long, jacked leg coming up between them.

Everything about Chrysalis had enlarged and enhanced, her muscled ass, her large, proud tits and her tall, muscled frame. Her feet were no exception, the sole covering most of Rarity’s face and easily forcing her backwards, pinning her head between the chair and Chyrsalis’s foot.

‘No…I think you should be worshiping a better class of monarch.’

Rarity’s words are muffled, her face and makeup smeared further by Chrysalis’s foot, soaked with her own juices but Chrysalis knew the dumb marshmallow was more than receptive. She was so perfect like this, nothing more than a desperate, dripping hole but Chrysalis wanted a bit more than that.

She’d really grown fond of having the likes of Zecora, Applebloom and Twilight working as her agents.

It would be such a waste for Rarity to spend all her time as Chrysalis’s fuck pet when she could be out there scheming and plotting for her queen as well as being Chrysalis’s fuckpet!

First, some modifications, starting with the lurid Spike-centric fantasy that had been binding Chrysalis all day!

She drops her foot, slamming it back down onto the floor and dragging Rarity’s chair closer with her magic. Her long, thick legs either side of the unicorn who was still trussed up, her feet pressed together behind her head.

‘You do not want to be Spike’s slave.’

‘I do..I do..want to be-’ Rarity stumbled over the words, The Root reinforcing her original fantasy and giving her a burst of resistance despite Chrysalis’s near total control.

But Chrysalis had laid her groundwork well. The mix of potions, mind control and The Circlet ensured that there was really no competition, especially with the experience that Chrysalis already had messing with Spike’s mind.

Chrysalis really didn’t need to bother with words or verbal suggestions anymore.

She simply plucked the strings of Rarity’s mind that lead back to the Root influence, guiding Rarity’s fantasy of a powerful king into one of a powerful queen!

Using the Circlet, Chrysalis began tweaking some of Rarity’s memories and feelings towards them. With a glow of her horn, she found the ones where Spike did something worthy of Rarity’s admiration or respect and simply sucked out those feelings.

Rarity watched, mouth opening and closing as Chrysalis pursed her plump green lips and visibly drank down those emotions. Her throat worked languidly as the glowing energy streamed out of Rarity’s form, past Chrysalis’s lips and down her throat.

‘Mmm…Yummy…Another one.’ Chrysalis chuckled throatily, smacking her lips as she rifled through Rarity’s memories to find and pluck another memory of Spike, the one where he gifted her the heart shaped gem.

‘Oh this is a tasty one!’ Chrysalis breathed out before sucking in the emotions again. They collected in her stomach and swirled visibly beneath her rippling abs. She didn’t consume them however. It was tempting to do so, especially given how much affection was tied to them but Chrysalis’s hyper efficient metabolism meant that she’d be sated and powerful for years on what she’d taken today from the others.

No, she was saving the respect, admiration and fondness she was stealing from Spike for direction to a far more worthy person…

Herself!

It was hard though, Rarity really liked Spike and cycling through all these memories was making Chrysalis pretty wet herself! Rarity was such a kinky bitch. Chrysalis had to remind herself that all of the lewdness she’d done today had come from Rarity’s eager fantasies messing with her…

As much as Chrysalis balked at the fact she was being controlled, she had to hand it to Rarity that her ideas were incredibly hot, if directed in the wrong direction.

Chrysalis would use the enthralled Rarity’s influence to shape Spike into the perfect tool for controlling Spike.

First though, she had to get rid of that subby streak…Or at least redirect it to Chrysalis.

Chrysalis’s stomach bulged in a small paunch as she sucked out the last of the Spike related memories. Her rippling abs, each one hewn from glossy black marble bowed outwards as she glutted herself on the love, affection and respect Rarity had for Spike. This left Rarity feeling…nothing regarding Spike. Not love or hatred or even much interest at all, despite her memories of him remaining intact.

At last, the little annoying voice that had been guiding Chrysalis to submit was silent! Chrysalis lets out a giggle, green lips quirking into a smile before the giggle becomes a full on cackle as she’s finally free.

Once more. totally unbound from any will but her own.

She was so much stronger than she had been though…So much better in every possible way!

The table Chrysalis was sitting on creaked as the Queen grew once more, now easily as big as Celestia and far more imposing with her powerful muscles layered in mouthwatering plush.

With a flash of her horn and groan of pleasure, they roiled inside of her as Chrysalis “adjusted” them. By the time she reached out and tilted Rarity’s head upwards with two fingers to the chin, the cauldron of emotions and kinks had gone from pure pastel colours and whites to deep, dark greens and purples.

Chrysalis leaned over the sitting Rarity, fangs drooling pink venom as saliva leaked from her lips across Rarity’s face and chest.

‘Kiss me. Love me. Worship me.’

With that, she gripped Rarity’s long purple hair and dragged her into a dominant, passionate kiss. Rarity moaned and bucked, still forced into the flexible pin, legs far back and spread as her pussy gushes like a geyser. She squeals as Chrysalis forces the corrupted, boiling feelings and emotions back into her through the kiss.

The corrupting and toxic essence floods Rarity’s empty mind, filling every nook and cranny and the unicorn writhes again as the fullness. The loving affection she held for Spike has been redirected to Chrysalis but more than that, it’s been warped into a desperate and twisted need . A compulsion, an obsession to be Chrysalis’s most loyal and trusted slave, building on her prior kinks that had so tormented Chrysalis throughout the day.

Fantasies of dashing, heroic princes, stoic badboys and even her prior fantasies of Spike as a conquering, studly king were replaced with Chrysalis, only Chrysalis. Queen Chrysalis, Empress Chrysalis, Goddess Chrysalis.

Every aspect of Rarity was tainted and bent to the whims of her slavish pussy and her new Changeling Mistress. Her long, creamy legs slip from their position and come down, half looping around Chrysalis’s large body. Her hands gripping Chrysalis’s body as tightly as Chrysalis was gripping her hair as she pressed into the kiss, her large white tits squashing into Chrysalis’s titanic black ones.

Her previous fantasies of her friends serving a dominant, yet benevolent stud were now far more depraved. She wanted her friends DEBASED. She wanted EVERYONE totally and completely within the thrall of her Goddess. She wanted them so far below her Mistress’s heel that they’d be lucky to kiss her onyx foot. She wanted that for herself! As long as she was the favorite, as long as she was top of the pile…The best slut…The best slave…

Rarity would do anything…Be anything for Chrysalis…

Chrysalis broke the kiss, trailing saliva down each woman’s breasts as the tainted emotions and fantasies roared through Rarity’s psyche. The unicorn twitched, face flickering through blissed out joy and a wicked, depraved leer as her pussy plumped, clit fattening as the dark desires seized more and more of her mind in their influence. The oozing, corruptive wave of amoral depravity washed over every aspect of her character and self, made vulnerable and blown wide open due to Chrysalis’s prior entrancement.

‘Hnngg-Oh! Oh yes!’ Rarity moans whorishly, groping her tits as her eyes flash green in time with the circlet. They strobbed rapidly, accompanied by shuddering, delighted squirting from Rarity as Chrysalis’s influence hijacked and twisted every inch of Rarity’s eager mindscape.

Chrysalis watched with smug satisfaction as Rarity’s cutie mark began to warp and pulse, the three diamonds blackened, complete with a gleaming emerald sheen. Rarity’s destiny was to refine things, make them beautiful…Well, now Chrysalis dominated her sense of beauty.

Rarity’s eyes focused for the first time since she’d taken a sip of the tea, focusing on her queen with absolute reverence.

‘Such poise…Such…beauty…Such majesty…’ She breathed, eyes wide and worshiping as her hand moved down between her legs. Rarity pauses, looking up to her queen for permission to jill herself silly.

Chrysalis sneers, waving her hand and binding Rarity’s wrists in green magic and hauling her up, the chair falling backwards behind her. Rarity is forced onto her tiptoes, legs spread wide as Chrysalis steps forward, pressing her onyx body into Rarity’s white form.

‘You wish to pleasure yourself to my body?’ Chrysalis grips Rarity by the horn, her face inches from the unicorns, ‘To debase my divine form with your whorish needs?’

Rarity moaned, fingers opening and closing as she grinds her body against Chrysalis’s in a wanton display of need. Rarity knew, thanks to being completely filled with Chrysalis’s desires, that such a guttural display of need and submission would please her queen, despite the perceived disrespect.

‘Yesss My Queen, please…Oh please let me rub my filthy pussy against your perfect thigh until I cum…Forgive me~I simply can’t concentrate when you’re so close and when I think about what you’ve done to me I-I-I-Nnnggghhh!’

Rarity’s eyes cross, rolling into the back of her head as she bites her lip fiercely as her body reacts blissfully at the mere thought of what the evil queen has done to her mind.

‘Stop.’ Chrysalis orders, cutting off Rarity's impending orgasm with a mere word. Rarity was right and her performance had pleased the Queen. Her plush green lips curled into a cruel, satisfied smile, her rough grip on the unicorn’s horn loosening to a gentler caress while Rarity panted.

‘Mmm…Tell me what you think of me.’ Chrysalis ordered and Rarity almost came again, body shaking as her body flushed with red hot pleasure at being ordered around by Chrysalis.

‘Mistress. Queen…Goddess. You’re perfect. No one comes close to you…I’d do anything for you…anything! Hhahh…’ Rarity’s pussy squelched as she squashed her thighs together, still grinding them slowly against Chrysalis’s thigh.

‘Hmmmm~Good…The Princesses? The main two, not that slut Cadance.’

Rarity bucked and squirmed, a lewd, gleeful leer crossing her face as her mind went to Celestia and Luna. Powerful, good and protective of all. The unicorn giggles as she realises that she’s totally unable to think of them in any other position than Chrysalis’s personal cunt cleaners.

‘Lesser than you…but fuckable bodies-Mmmmff…Good whores with a bit of training…’

‘Good. Your friends?’

Rarity groans, savouring her new warped vision of her closest companions, luxuriating in the depraved morass Chrysalis has made of her affections and her moral compass.

‘The perfect harem for you my queen…with some minor adjustments of course~’

‘Would you be willing to do those adjustments for me? Twist each and every one of your friends like I’ve twisted you?’

‘Mmm-Please Mistress! My goddess…it would be my privilege~’

‘-and if I were to tell you that Twilight was already mine and has already proven herself?’

‘Hhng…”Friendly competition” refines the artist My Goddess~’ Rarity responded, sounding very horny but not at all “friendly”.

‘And Spike?’

Rarity sneered at the thought that she almost swore herself to the small, lesser drake. She was so blind to her true goddesses majesty that-

-Spike’s massive draconic cock rammed into her ass and Rarity’ squealed, eyes rolling and drool leaking from her lips. Her midriff bulged outwards, ass gaped to its limit by the titanic dragon’s powerful thrusts. A massive claw enveloped her head while another gripped her waist for leverage as she was used as nothing more than a hot, tight sleeve by a Spike bulked and corrupted into a perfect stud for the new changeling empire.-

-Rarity came hard enough that she almost blacked out, stars dancing in her vision as she gushes femcum down Chrysalis’s leg. The vision of a gargantuan, bestial Spike using her for nothing more than his own gratification was so vivid that she could still feel the massive shaft spreading her asshole wide.

‘Uuhhhh…’ Rarity moans, legs going out from under her, held up entirely by the green magic securing her wrists above her head. It took a while for the unicorn to come enough to her senses to hear Chrysalis cackling hard enough to send immense vibrations through her giant black jugs.

‘Call that pay back for all the times today I had to deal with your slutty fantasies.’ Chrysalis giggled, her cackling redoubling when she saw Rarity’s confused expression. Eventually, the queen’s laughter died away enough, settling back into a superior smirk.

‘Truth be told, some of your ideas regarding Spike have grown on me. The idea of having a powerful dragon at my side and in my bed, even railing me like a cheap whore from time to time, has merit…provided he knows his place. You will help me with that Rarity. That will be your first task. You will transform into a concubine worthy of me and in return, as well as being my advisor, you shall be his keeper.’

Chrysalis’s magic finally drops, releasing Rarity’s hands. The white unicorn falls to her knees, hands coming to rest on Chrysalis’s thighs, glistening with a mixture of the queen’s and her own arousal.

‘Does that sound like something you would be capable of doing?’ Chrysalis asked softly, looking even larger and imposing now that Rarity was on her knees, between the changeling’s long, muscled legs.

‘Oh yes…’ Rarity breathed, her eyes alight with devotion and need, ‘You honour me…May…May I clean your perfect form of my juices?’

Chrysalis’s grin widened as she spread her femcum coated legs wide and leaned back,

‘You may. You may also clean my pussy, then we shall see how Twilight has done her task.’