Cuddle Bug (Safe)


                                            >BE CHRYSALIS:

                                            >Lady of a Thousand Faces, Queen of the Changeling race, and romance novel enthusiasts

                                            >It is simply another day for your elegance, majestic self

                                            >Another day of controlling your hive with an iron hoof and making sure to spread as much of your influence around Equs as possible by any means necessary!

                                            >You were the top of the food chain!

                                            >No ling, from simplest worker drone to the mightiest general, could so much as SPIT without your approval!

                                            >You planned and schemed and made sure that you and your people were happy and stuffed full of love

                                            >It might be a hard job some days-- some ling might accidentally bring in someone famous or powerful for love extraction, or maybe a section of the hive might collapse because one of the brood mothers might get a little...explode-y, or maybe (and these days were the worst) a servant might not make your coffee just the way that you like it!--but someone had to do it

                                            >And that someone was you!

                                            >...Though you would have preferred that there would be a little less paperwork every once in a while...

                                            >Why the fuck did the other LESSER nations even have to use PAPER and INK to communicate?!?!

                                            >Didn't those barbarians know the wonders of secreting pheromones communicate with your people quickly and efficiently and without a fuss?

                                            >Hump, savages

                                            >But, unfortunately, you HAD to play nice with the various peoples of the world now, which was why you had /all/ of this fucking paperwork now

                                            >Being an evil, world-conquering love-vampire might have been fun for the first few hundred years of your reign but the other nations of the world didn't seem to think so

                                            >Tired of you coming in and stealing their people to feed yours, a dozen or so of the most powerful nations had come together with the sole intent of stopping your incredibly reasonable activities

                                            >They were going to "fix" the "Changeling plague" once and for all

                                            >Be it by negotiation and compromise or by fire and sword

                                            >...The fucking dicks

                                            >It's not YOUR fault that your people need to kidnap ponies/gryphons/what have you and replace them with your minions!

                                            >You needed to eat!

                                            >Its not like /you/ bother /them/ about eating their fancy plants and meats and fish!

                                            >You were a thinking, /feeling/ creature just like they were, and you /weren't/ going to apologize for your diet!

                                            >While you had thought that that was a good reason for you to continue kidnapping and impersonation critters when you were captured and dragged, kicking and screaming and biting, to a world court no one else seemed to agree with your intellectual thoughts on the matter

                                            >Even after you explained it to them /twice/

                                            >TWICE!!!

                                            >Racists!

                                            >A Changeling could get love in a million different and less sinister ways they had argued, like they ACTUALLY KNEW how to extract love

                                            >HAH!

                                            >HAH YOU SAY!!!

                                            >...But since all of the countries had the big armies and bug spray you had had to suck it up and and actually think of the other races as something other than food

                                            >You had to become REHABILITATED and NOT kidnap anyone anymore

                                            >Evil was bad; togetherness and friendship was good and right and you needed to be good and right if you and your hive wanted to keep on keeping on

                                            >...Which was BULLSHIT (and more than a bit brainwashing-y for your taste) in your opinion but what were you going to do?

                                            >The man was keeping the Ling down yo!

                                            >So here you are, sitting behind a desk that was stacked high with reports, documents, and letter, all of which you had to read and sigh and send while you cursed your Gods forsaken luck

                                            >Groaning, you place your head against the table and close your eyes

                                            >You had been at this "paperwork" for the past... however long you had been sitting at this blasted desk, and for the past seven or eight of those hours you had been seriously considering taking your chances with the armies and the bug spray

                                            >No Chryssi

                                            >They had bug spray!

                                            >You might have been a brilliant and BEAUTIFUL queen but even you couldn't stop /that/ shit!

                                            >...Yet

                                            >The second you did though /everyone/ of the world leaders were going to have the /honor/ of becoming brood mares for your hive

                                            >For now though you just needed to grit your teeth, sign your blasted papers, and play the nice and friendly queen

                                            >You and your people would get stronger while the other nations were lured into a false sense of security!

                                            >AND THEN, WHEN THEY LEAST SUSPECT IT, YOU'LL SUCK THEM DRY OF THEIR LO--

                                            >"Howdy Chryssi!"


                                            BE ANON:

                                            > Equs's only, and therefore, best human, lover of suits and big booty bitches

                                            >You walk through the royal hive whistling a merry tune

                                            >While you would have preferred to still be in bed (it was three in the morning for fuck's sake) you needed to be up and about to get some important duties to do

                                            Heh, duty

                                            >You were this hive's appointed love distributor/funny-man/hive manager/ royal adviser

                                            >Apparently your favorite queen had been working her chitin off for the last few days signing documents and the what not

                                            >And in those few days, from what you had been told and seen for yourself, Chryssi hadn't eaten or slept

                                            >Which was a BIG no no in your book

                                            >A Changeling queen that didn't sleep made mistakes

                                            >And you couldn't have bug butt make mistakes and almost kill herself with paperwork when her hive was depending on her!

                                            >Her royal highness Sun butt would bust your ass if she found out!

                                            >And you liked you ass whole and unbroken thank you very much

                                            >So there you were at the door of the royal bedroom, at three in the morning, ready to put a queen to bed and give her some grade-A love

                                            >Not that you're complaining though

                                            >It's either you do this or go back to Ponyville and work for appul hores again

                                            >And FUCK THAT!

                                            >Fucking appul hores and her appul ways and countryisms...

                                            >Chryssi's personal guards, after frisking the SHIT out of you (the faggots), let you into the Changeling queen's room with a grunt and a nod

                                            "Howdy Chryssi!" you cheerfully shout, throwing open the door and walking your ass right in

                                            >Likeafukinboss.jpg

                                            >You are answered with a groan and the sound of someone slamming their head against a table

                                            >It looked like she was in one of her better moods today


                                            BE CHRYSALIS AGAIN

                                            >You find yourself growling in irritation as that blasted monkey that that blasted sun princess dumped on you walked into your chambers with a happy smile and a wave

                                            >Ugh

                                            >You must have been more tired than you thought

                                            >Usually you'd be able to sense him a mile away

                                            >With that happy grin of his

                                            >And the love and glee that seems to pour out of him whenever you grace him with your pre--

                                            >"So how's my favorite queen going?" Anon asked, suddenly appearing at your side

                                            >You push him away with a hoof, your wings buzzing dangerously

                                            "I'm trying to get this blasted paperwork done," you say, yawning hugely

                                            >You make sure that Anon sees your fangs as you do it

                                            >The poor colt never did like your teeth for some reason

                                            >They're just fangs after all

                                            >And it's not like you'd BITE him or anything...

                                            >Though he doesn't know that~

                                            >Trying not to smile you make sure to lick your teeth and lean toward him, trying not to outright laught when you feel a bolt of fear shoot through him as he takes a hasty step backward

                                            >Heh, the sissy

                                            >Serves him right coming in here all happy while you're miserable and hungry...

                                            >For a moment, you debated whether of not to tease him a little more but then just shake your head and return to your paperwork

                                            >You didn't feel the need to frighten the one that provided you and your hive with love anymore than you had to

                                            >...Even though it was far more fun than it had any right to be

                                            >And you wanted to stay on the task at hand

                                            >The silly monkey must have come in here for a reason

                                            >And for his sake it better be an important one

                                            "Did you come in here for something? Or are you just hellbent on bothering me at..."

                                            >"It's three in the morning, Chryssi."

                                            >You frown, looking up at him

                                            >Holy Tartarus

                                            >When the fuck did you last get any sleep?

                                            "And why in the name of the thousand-faced god are you bothering me at this hour? Better yet, why are YOU up?"

                                            >You do your best not to shy away as Anon cups your face with his hands, running his fingers along your cheeks

                                            >He once again smiles and you can't help but taste some of the love that flows off him

                                            >Gods were you hungry

                                            >"I heard from the grapevine that a certain queen hasn't been getting her beauty sleep," he says, gently tugging you out of your chair

                                            >You growl and struggle but the ape's too strong for his own good

                                            "Your queen has had urgent matters to attend to," you say as he carefully picks you up and holds you against his chest like a larva. "And she does NOT need any "beauty sleep". My beauty surpasses all others, be I awake or sleep!"

                                            >Anon DARES to chuckle at you as he walks you over and lays you down on your bed

                                            >"Well I think you could use a goodnight's rest and something to eat, my Queen."

                                            >Biting back another yawn, you jab him with a hoof as he sits down next to you

                                            "I will not have you take that tone with me, welp! I have the blood of a thousand conquerors flowing through these veins! And you will not--"

                                            >As you chew out him out the blasted human lays down (in YOUR bed no less!), wraps his arms around you and pulls you on top of him

                                            >The audacity!

                                            >The lack of respect!

                                            >The--ooh look, free love!

                                            >Though you're still frowning ( frowning as hard as anyone could frown) you nuzzle the human's cheek as you absorb the love that seems to pour off of him

                                            >It's almost like it's covering you with its nurturing deliciousness, filling your belly and returning your strength

                                            >It's a lot different than what you're used to getting

                                            >This love was more... fuller, tastier

                                            >More... honest

                                            >With love wasn't for a wife, or a fillyfriend, or some one night drunken mistake that the stallion would never remember

                                            >This love was for...

                                            >For YOU

                                            >You hear An-er, your subject chuckle as you hum in contentment, nuzzling yourself closer against him

                                            "Your queen demands that you take off your shirt, ape," you murmur tiredly, eye lids already heavy

                                            >If the human was going to insist on making you rest you may as well make yourself comfortable

                                            >And Anon's fleshy, hairless skin felt nice against your chitin

                                            >You feel Anon pull away from you and hear him grunt and mutter to himself

                                            >"Fucking shirt... why the hell did i have to get one this-- here."

                                            >You see Anon's shirt fly over your head and and onto the floor before the human pulls you back against his chest, one of his hands rubbing your tummy tums--STOMACH, RUBBING YOUR STOMACH!

                                            >The other goes to your face and starts to gently stroke your cheek

                                            >Your wings buzz against your back in delight

                                            "Good drone," you say, closing your eyes

                                            >Your find yourself slowly drifting off to sleep, relaxed and with a belly full of lov--

                                            >"Who's my favorite widdle cuddle bug?"

                                            >Thefuckdidhejustsay?!?!?!

                                            >You stiffen in outrage as your eyes snap open

                                            >That relaxed, calm feeling that you had been feeling was gone in a blink of an eye

                                            >And it was replaced with rage

                                            >Unfiltered, righteous, and unstoppable rage

                                            >...And also embarrassment

                                            >But mostly anger

                                            BE ANON

                                            >You can't help but find yourself grinning as you hear Chryssi growl to herself

                                            >Kek

                                            >She never did like that nickname

                                            >Like REALLY didn't like

                                            >And sweet Jesus did she get pissed off when you had said it in front of Celestia and the other princesses...

                                            >She made you work in the mines for a month after the two of you got back to the hive...

                                            >And made sure that you were digging in nothing but a hard hat and your favorite camo boxers

                                            >Still totally worth it to see that look on her face though

                                            >Keksfordaysson

                                            >Personally, you didn't understand WHY she got all huffy over a simple little pet name

                                            >It was cute and true since the "All Powerful and Great Queen Chrysalis" was the one of the most affectionate little bugs that you ever done seen

                                            >And she LOVED to be the little spoon so--

                                            >Before you can so much as think about blinking Queenie spins around and presses her nose against your's, those pretty green eyes glaring at you with murderous intent

                                            >"You WILL NOT call me that again, human," she growls, baring her fangs.

                                            >You do your best not to look at the three inch razor sharp "fuck you and your whole family" teeth and instead give your queen a little kiss on the nose

                                            >It might not be the best idea in the world to tease a tired and grouchy queen but it was three in the fucking morning!

                                            >You thought your deserved to tease her a bit for having to walk all the way down here to put her to bed since she was such a fucking workoholic!

                                            "Aw come on, there's no need to be like that!"

                                            >You swear that you see the faintest hint of a blush (how the fuck she can even blush is beyond you but fuck it its cute) on her cheeks as you rub her cheek against yours

                                            "...Cuddle bug."

                                            >Chrysalis's eyes narrow and she grits her teeth

                                            >"Shut. Your. Mouth."

                                            >Your hands slowly slither down her back and to her backside

                                            >Though it had once been as flat and bony as a white girls ass, the queen's booty had filled out (along with the rest of her) after months and months of feeding off you

                                            >AndI'mtalking'boutFEEDINGson.jpg

                                            >And by filled out you meant that now she had one of the biggest and most beautiful bubble butts that you've ever seen

                                            >Sun butt, Twiggy piggy, Moon bottom, Love butt, /no/ one held a candle to this here ass

                                            >And you've seen a LOT of asses on your time

                                            >You give her cheek a kiss as both of your hands cup her bottom and give it a squeeze

                                            >Now, without a doubt, you can see a blush on Chryssi's face as she glares at you, though she doesn't do a thing as you play with dat flank

                                            >Your fingers sink into her plush butt as you squeeze and grope and love your queen

                                            >Chrysalis looks like she either wants to kiss you or bite you as you give her tail a teasing tug before rubbing her cheeks together

                                            "What's wrong with being my cuddle bug huh?"

                                            >She rubs her back legs together and you hear her panting lightly

                                            "I only want to make my queen feel as loved as I can, even when she's all in a tizzy and growling and grumbling at me.... my dear cuddle bug."

                                            >You were about to lean in to kiss her again when something in her eyes changed

                                            >"THAT'S BUCKING IT!"


                                            BE CHRYSSI

                                            >MOTHERFUCKING ANON!

                                            >Growling, you roll out of his grasp and crawl to your hooves

                                            >How /dare/ he use that fucking nickname!

                                            >You were a queen

                                            >Tens of thousands of Changelings relied on you!

                                            >You demanded respect and admiration and here he was mocking you

                                            >MOCKING. /YOU/!

                                            >Well no more mister nice queen!

                                            >If he wasn't going to give you respect than you were going to /take/ it!

                                            >There's panic in the human's eyes as you stride toward him, your wings spread out wide and your fangs bared

                                            >There, /there's/ that fucking fear

                                            >He /should/ fear you!

                                            >"What the hell Chryssi?!" the pitiful human cries, crawling away from you with his eyes glued to your teeth. "What do you have to--"

                                            >You growl once again, your horn glowing

                                            "SILENCE!"

                                            >Anon yelps as you pick him up and toss him against the head board of the bed, pinning his arms together over his head with your magic

                                            "I am /not/ your "cuddle bug" and I am /not/ "Chryssi" you insignificant Whelp! I am Queen Chrysalis of the Changelings: one who is your master and provider!"

                                            >Anon grunts as you roughly sit in his lap and press your nose against his

                                            >You, the picture of Queenly elegance, grace, and power

                                            >Him, the picture of the groveling peasant

                                            >And that is how it should be!

                                            "You are only here to give me and my subjects your pathetic love."

                                            >Now smiling, you nuzzle his neck, making sure to graze your fangs against his tender neck

                                            >To your delight, you hear him whimper in fear

                                            "And now--"

                                            >Your teeth trail along his jawline, kissing both of his cheeks

                                            "You are going--"

                                            >Oh by the gods was his scent, along with his fear, intertwined with arousal, driving you nuts right now

                                            "To love--"

                                            >You stare into Anon's eyes

                                            >Eyes that were pleading with you

                                            >Pleading you to free him and take away your fangs at the same time

                                            >A plea that you of course would not heed

                                            >He still needed to learn his lesson

                                            >You can't help but giggle as you lean in and give his cheek another kiss before giving his neck a tender lick

                                            "--Me."

                                            >You wrap your hooves around his neck and pull him against your chest, nuzzling the top of his head

                                            "Now how am I going to get all of that love out you I wonder?" you murmur, kissing his forehead

                                            >Your hooves begin to rub his back as you rain kisses up and down his face

                                            >As you work your way to his neck Anon turns his head away from you, which gave you more neck to kiss

                                            >Heh

                                            >You knew what that silly human was trying to do

                                            >And you could hear that pleased hum of his

                                            >The colt was enjoying himself as much as you were

                                            >Trying to pretend he was scared your flank

                                            "Should I take my time with you--"

                                            >Anon squeaks as you nip his neck hard enough to draw blood

                                            "Or could I just drain you dry and dump your carcass out of the hive."

                                            >Not that you'd /ever/ do that of course

                                            >But you were having too much fun at the moment

                                            >There was something about the human's fear mixed with arousal that really tickled you

                                            >And really made you want to snuggle up against this odd creature after you had ridden through the night...

                                            >... Your brood would be the envy of the Changeling race...

                                            >Your gaze softens as you look down at Anon

                                            >Your Anon

                                            >You were in the home stretch gurl

                                            >Time to bring this all home


                                            BE ANON

                                            >"Decisions, decisions... "

                                            >You squirm as bug butt wiggles that ass of hers against Anon. Jr

                                            >Holy shit did this go a different way than you were expecting!

                                            >You do you best to struggle against your magical bonds as Chrysalis continues to kiss and lick and nip your neck

                                            >You tense in fear whenever you feel those sharp fangs of hers graze you neck

                                            >One wrong move, one flick of the head and you'd be a goner...

                                            >So why the fuck were you as hard as diamonds right now?!

                                            >"Well, peasant? What say you?" Chryssi asked. "Do you not have something mocking or silly to say, hum?"

                                            >Once again her nose pressed up against yours, her eyes scanning your face

                                            >"No last act of defiance, no last request before I decide your /pitiful/ fate?"

                                            >Though it just might be the fear making you see things, you swore that you saw an expectant look on her face

                                            >Did she want you to--

                                            >...

                                            >...

                                            >OHHHH....

                                            >You can't help but smile

                                            >You do actually have something to say

                                            >Something that you say to her all the time, and every time you say it she never really believes you, though you can tell she enjoys hearing you say it

                                            >And, if you're guessing correctly, it'll be what she wants to hear

                                            "I love you Chryssi."

                                            >And just like that the magic that's holding you is gone and Chrysalis no longer looks like she's going to burn and maim your family

                                            >There's just a big, happy, beautiful smile on her face as she pushes you down onto the bed

                                            >"I love you too honey," she says tiredly, closing her eyes and giving your neck one final kiss

                                            >You wait for the kissing and licking to continue but it looks like Queenie just wants to use you as her royal bed

                                            >Wat

                                            "Are you seriously going to tease me like that and just go to sleep?" you demand, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her close

                                            >She hums happily, wrapping her holy hoofsies around you

                                            >"Of course," she says matter-of-factly. "Your queen needs her beauty sleep and you need to be reminded of your place."

                                            >She opens an eye to stare at you and you find both of your hands moved by an invisible force toward dat ass

                                            >"But that doesn't mean that I might not be in the "mood" when we wake up, my king."

                                            >She licks your cheek

                                            >"I'll make sure to show my appreciation to your concern then, but now I can barely keep my eyes open."

                                            >You nuzzle her cheek with yours, closing your eyes

                                            "Just make sure not to use those fucking chompers next time you decide to start teasing me?"

                                            >She looks up at you and smiles, revealing a row of sharp, sharp teeth

                                            >Even after all of the years of you being with this here bug those teeth still fucked with you

                                            >[i]spoiler[i]Though, jokes on her, they're your[i]spoiler[/i] fetish

                                            >"But my king, scaring you is half the fun."

                                            >You find yourself smiling as Chryssi, your bedbug, forces you to squeeze your ass one last time

                                            >You are Anonymous, The Breaker of the Booty, Greenest man alive, and husband to one of the most beautiful creatures in the world, find yourself smiling as you hold your dear wife

                                            "Goodnight my little cuddle bug."

                                            >Chryssi kisses your nose

                                            >"I'm going to rip open your stomach and put eggs in you if you say that again, human."

                                            >God did you ever love this here bug

                                            ~Fin