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Chrysalis Lovemaking - 1000 Words

By pogoman122
Created: 2024-06-23 02:33:41
Expiry: Never

  1. >You wallowed in the fetid den of Chrysalis’ apartment that the two of you shared– basking in the unadulterated musk that oozed from every crevice. She was a mare of high caliber, high rapport, and an absolute autocrat both in and out of the bedroom. Of course, her definitions of regality were juxtaposed by the human senses. Yet, here you were.
  2. >On the couch you waited; She had spoken in the recent past of how some ‘damned love energy’ expelled her from ‘Canterlot, the city that was mine’. Chrysalis, naturally, had yelled it out with much more fervor and venomous disdain– You watched closely as those ample chitinous thighs swayed to and fro, hypnotizing you, although only in the metaphorical sense.
  3. >You were aware of her actual exploits in the field of ‘Consciousness Engineering’ as she liked to put it. “Isn’t that just mind control?”, you had woefully pointed out; The comment had her awash with anger, her dark face becoming flush with a green hue as she screamed whatever obscenities at you that she had learned from the Internet. That turned out to be a pleasurable evening, especially so, as it turned out that Chrysalis greatly enjoyed hate fucking.
  4. >Lost in thought, as you were, you trailed back to when you had first met the ‘Queen of the Changelings’. Twas’ at a bar in the early afternoon, ‘The Pirate’s Gallows’, where you had incidentally sat down next to a beautifully repugnant woman. Smells had never really bothered you– Being that you’d floundered around as a teenager with a number of unkempt and greasy chicks with dreadlocks who used marijuana as perfume; Unpleasant aromas weren’t a detractor.
  5. >She knew how to look good alright, though she lacked the necessary understanding at the time that the typical human didn’t smell like a barnyard. If they did– Then they typically weren’t gorgeous women carousing in a tavern. Most people had been avoiding Chrysalis in her human form; It wasn’t much of a surprise. Just by sitting next to her– You had captured her interest. Almost immediately, her eyes had locked onto yours. Those damned green eyes, in retrospect, were much like your grassy knoll. A killer hidden behind them; Chrysalis had immediately broached conversation with confidence, “Do you want to fuck me?”.
  6. >You could see it in her eyes, unshakeable lust. You were the type that prowled around out night, looking for any lost souls that could be swayed by your perverse charm. The emotionality of a lawyer with the glib resembling that of a used car salesman– A perfect blend for the street cats and hussies that lost their way here. Chrysalis was no street cat, no hussie, and certainly no prostitute.
  7. >”Abso-fucking-lutely.” You’d replied in earnest. She had smiled, showing teeth, showing fangs. You’d wandered into the den of serpents, and there you were going to stay. You hadn’t even ordered a drink, and she had sprung up– Coiling her hand around your own as she slithered her way out of the bar with you, the catch, in her figurative jaws. To this very apartment she had led you. To the same musky odor that resonated from her.
  8. >Not much conversation was had in this first encounter with Chrysalis. She’d simply led you straight to her bedroom, where there was indeed a very normal queen sized bed, and had quite literally lifted you up with her raw strength– Throwing you right on top of the mattress that greeted you with ‘squeak’. Before you knew it, your pants were being roughly yanked off of your legs, your shirt being torn open as hopped on top of you; She wasted no time in burying her face into your neck, eagerly, yet without breaking the skin, biting your neck as she grinded her self against the rock hard cock that pitched a tent in your boxers.
  9. >Sucking on your neck wasn’t enough for her, not that you were complaining. You were trying to reciprocate by finding a potential weak spot, something that would really get her going, your fingers were grazing from the sides of her ribcage, down her figure, to just above the hipbones as you gave them a light squeeze. Predictably, as with most women, she gave out a soft moan directly into your ear. If there was any way to get you, any way to send you into an animalistic haze, it was moaning into your ear. She figured that out almost immediately, and the two of you waged a brief war of dominance in bed.
  10. >You tried to get her so horny that she wouldn’t be able to think right, so that you could have her all ready for your own enjoyment, but she had the same idea; It turned out that she was far better at this craft than you were, as she bit your ear, pulling you up by way of precision and another arm wrapped around your own side- You couldn’t help but grunt and moan straight into her mouth as she kissed you-
  11. >A heat filled your loins, and not the metaphorical kind of heat, rather a literal heat. Your boxers became awash in emerald flames as they painlessly dissolved. Her own clothes had long burned off, unbeknownst to you; On the way back down she impaled her tight, wet, absolutely perfect pussy right onto your cock. You tried to find your bearings, gripping the bedsheet tightly as you tried to hump upwards– Chrysalis not letting you as she pulled up, and slamming back down.
  12. >You loved this woman, that’s what you decided in that moment, and her movements quickened as her own pleasures quickly climaxed with your own– Not even letting you pull out, you swear she had you busting a nut in ten seconds flat.
  13. >And so here you were. Staring at the ass of the mare you loved. She had revealed her true form to you in time, not that you minded, and the two of you became wed… Happily ever after.

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