Chrysoleis (2018 Chrysalis/Twilight foot fetish)

 

To calm herself down further, she helped the way she knew best: making sure everything went smoothly and how it was planned. She helped Rarity pick certain colors for the bridesmaids and, of course, the bride. She gave a long-winded lecture to a rather bored Rainbow Dash about the math behind Sonic Rainbooms.

 

Obviously, she helped Applejack bake all the delicious treats for the reception. Her brother deserved nothing less than the best. Later, she offered advice and suggestions to Pinkie Pie for the reception games and decorations. And finally, Twilight used her lovely singing voice to perfect the animal choir.

 

Well, that was about it. Everything was in place, and ABSOLUTELY NOTHING could go wrong today! If the parasprite issue not too long ago was any indication, her thoughts of today's perfection could not be further from the truth.

 

The only thing Twilight could do was cross her fingers, and hope that everything would be ok.

 

As if by magic, one of the guards of the castle burst through the doors to the prepared wedding hall, shouting, "Y-your highness, the groom! The groom is missing!"

 

Princess Celestia gasped. "My faithful student, Twilight, this is an emergency. I need you to find your friends and attempt to find Captain Shining. Please, hurry!" she begged. Twilight nodded, determination clear on her face, but inside, she felt nothing but fear. She and Fluttershy left the castle to go find the rest of her friends, and in less than ten minutes, managed to find them all.

 

The six ponies stuck together, asking every citizen they came across where Twilight's brother was. Not a single pony knew anything of his whereabouts, and before the six ponies knew it, hours had passed and dusk was approaching.

 

The wedding had to be delayed until further notice. Shining was nowhere to be found, and Twilight gathered her five friends around a table, talking with them about what to do. Twilight had long been suspecting her old foalsitter of fishy business, but none of her friends actually believed she was evil or cruel. She had to set aside her anger and resentment towards them, and to Cadance, however, to try to find her missing brother.

 

"Cadance", however, was watching the six ponies from the shadows, angry about the loss of Shining. She treated Shining Armor awfully, sure, but she went a bit too far when she beat him in the face heavily when he tried to do anal.

 

Shining then left the bedroom, angrily, and hadn't returned since. Wherever the brutish sex demon went, he was no longer of any use to her. "Cadance" and her hive were running out of love, and winter was coming. It wasn't going to be easy to feed her subjects, much less keep their morale up. Thorax's recent betrayal and escape from the hive was NOT good for her standing, and it might snowball into a full-on coup, which would end her rule in the hive.

 

Bringing love back to the hive was one thing, but it wasn't exactly efficient, and it was difficult to preserve on the flight back. So she had hatched a plan, in order to prevent the Equestrian military from fighting back. She planned to kidnap the six most powerful, love-filled ponies in Equestria, second to the princesses. The Mane Six, so the citizens of this land called them.

 

No one would suspect the changelings of such an act, because most ponies don't even believe they existed at all. It was the perfect plan. But she had to move quickly, or else she would lose sight of her love-reserves. Just as she thought that, she heard the orange one say "Alright, let's move out, y'all!"

 

The six ponies split up in order to find Twilight Sparkle's brother more quickly. "Cadance" chuckled to herself as she walked the streets nonchalantly. Splitting up? What an idiotic move. In every horror movie that she had seen, splitting away from the group led to the protagonist's ultimate doom. And she planned to use that to her advantage. "Cadance" telepathically signalled to the rest of her disguised hive walking around the pristine city of Canterlot, to track down five of the six ponies. She planned to go after the Element of Magic herself.

 

"Cadance" quickly and quietly followed the bookish purple pony along her path to her brother's home, the same house that she had lost her host in. "Hmph, I didn't need that one anyways...these ones are apparently connected to the Elements of Harmony..." she muttered to herself. She then facepalmed, realizing she had to be QUIET until the right time if she wanted this plan to work.

 

Twilight Sparkle burst into the house of her brother, crying out his name. "Shiny, SHINY! BBBFF! ARE YOU HERE?!" she kept shouting. Every nook and cranny of the small, but exquisite, house was searched, but to no avail. Twilight began to panic, and "Cadance" decided that this was a good time to show herself.

 

"Twilight? Is that you in there? Is my darling there?" she asked, stepping into the house, looking around curiously. "Cadance!! I-I'm so glad you're here...please, help me find him..." Twilight panted, sitting down on the couch, exhausted. "Cadance" sat down on the other side of the couch, carefully rubbing the purple pony's shoulder and lighting up her horn dimly. The magic was subtle, and it allowed "Cadance" to figure out the best way to extract love energy from her future captive. She could work with this...

 

"Twilight, please...you need to relax a bit, calm down, and then you'll be clear enough to find him...and I know just the way..."

 

Twilight looked at her supposed foalsitter curiously through her tears, which were beginning to form. Cadance slowly undid her sneakers, running her palms up and down the soft socks concealing the beauties inside. "C-Cadance...not now, I-I'm too old for foot games..." Twilight stuttered, blushing softly. She had always enjoyed her feet being loved and played with by Cadance, and being allowed to lick her foalsitter's feet in return. But she was a grownup now, she couldn't do that, especially at this time. Right?

 

"Twilight, you're NEVER too old to do that stuff with me..." "Cadance" said in a seductive tone, feeling the immense amount of love flowing from her captive-to-be. She removed the little purple pony's socks, exposing the clean, silky soles underneath. "My my MY, Twiley, your feet look even softer now than they did years ago..."

 

"Y-you really think so?" Twilight asked, biting her lip as she felt "Cadance's" nails slowly scrape across the left sole.

 

"I KNOW so."

 

"Cadance" put her legs up on the couch. "Go ahead, Twi, let them free..." she murmured, and Twilight obliged, quickly yanking the golden heels off "Cadance's" beautiful, soft pink soles.

 

The nails were expertly pedicured, and painted white, the arch was high and curvy, and the sole had the most adorable wrinkles when it scrunched up and uncurled.

 

Immediately Twilight took a deep breath, the slight hint of strawberries and sweat mixing together to make a perfect scent. "Cadance" had a knowing, sultry smile on her face. This was perfect, she didn't even have to lead into anything. Twilight apparently already did this as a filly.

 

The bookish little pony lovingly planted her lips on the uncalloused, perfect skin of the princess's left sole. It tasted and felt exactly how she remembered it as a filly, although now, she found feet to be the best part of a pony. A major turn-on for her now-grown self. "Cadance" seemed to realize that Twilight was getting off to this, but she giggled, not seeming to mind.

 

Twilight's feet were being slowly, but surely, attacked by a stream of ticklish sensations. As Twilight messed with "Cadance's" toes, she began to giggle and fumble with the feet in her lap. "Heh heh heh, does the little bookworm like her soft and sensitive little feet tickle tickle tickled?" she teased, as Twilight pulled her feet against her cheeks, blushing and laughing hard.

 

"Cadance" curled her toes on Twilight's face as she tickled the purple feet in her lap more firmly, her fingerstrokes quickening on the arches to cause maximum giggles.

 

Twilight was forced to clutch her belly and laugh harder, unable to hold onto "Cadance's" royal soles. The ticklish purple pony resigned herself to the mercy of "Cadance's" dexterous and devious fingers.

 

Twilight was now fully distracted by the sensations plaguing her body, and her eyes shut as she giggled louder. "Cadance" then used magical tingling sensations on the little librarian's exposed feet, making sure to get every inch of soft skin under the spell. She then hatched an idea of how to capture this pony for her hive.

 

Since "Cadance's" feet were free, and Twilight suspected nothing, she lifted her foot above Twilight Sparkle's head, and made an accurate axe-kick down onto the base of her horn. This broke off about two thirds of the powerful magical conduit, and Twilight's eyes went wide from the utter shock and pain. She then passed out, falling back onto the couch.

 

"You were right about me, Twilight Sparkle...and your friends failed you. Enjoy the satisfaction."

 

A long time later...

 

The little nerdy pony awoke to find herself in a bubble-like prison embedded in the wall. Immediately, she began to panic, and tried to cast a teleport spell to escape her new prison. She gasped in horror, Twilight realized her horn had been cracked and broken! Her hands felt the jagged stump that used to be her highly powerful conductor of magic, and confirmed that it wasn't just a nightmare. Her horn was gone, and would take months to regrow.

 

All of her clothes had been stripped off her, exposing all of her private parts. She had a tight, compact little body like an Italian sports car. Twilight blushed in pure embarrassment, crossing her arms to cover her modestly-sized breasts, and she realized her bare feet were held outside the bubble. She was unable to pull them back in, because the material was too strong, too elastic, and they couldn't fit through.

 

Twilight turned her head around, and judging by the view outside, could tell she wasn't in Canterlot. She was inside a very tall, fortress-like structure in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Barely any plants grew, and changelings swarmed around the top of the structure. How their little wings managed to lift them into the air was a mystery to her.

 

Her observation of the outside world was interrupted, when she felt a thin, forked tongue snaking its way between her left set of toes, and a clawed set of hands grabbed the back of her foot and started to scratch at the sole eagerly. Loud, forced chortles escaped from Twilight's mouth, as her feet thrashed back and forth, attempting to escape the ticklish sensations. As far as Twilight could tell, it was a male and a female changeling working together to torment her feet.

 

"WHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS FOHOHOR?!?" Twilight shouted through her fits of laughter. The two changeling drones ignored her cries of protest, the female carefully nibbling on the ball of the exposed purple foot with her sharp fangs. The male's aggressive, unrelenting tickling was getting rougher, his claws leaving long, red marks on the arch of Twilight's struggling right foot.

 

She squealed when she felt the claws of the changeling poke repeatedly underneath her toes. Her ears twitched wildly and her hands clenched, as she attempted to curl her toes to lessen the torment. Unfortunately for her, neither changeling would let up from stimulating her feet like crazy.

 

The male knelt down, facing sideways, and started to flap his left wing, the very tip of it brushing back and forth hundreds of times per second against the poor captured pony's blushing sole. Meanwhile, the female of the two morphed into a gryphon, taking advantage of the form's large and soft paws. She laid on her back, pushing the claws outwards from the right paw's toes, scraping them on Twilight's pedicured sole firmly and deeply.

 

This wild variation of ticklish feelings was enough to cause Twilight Sparkle to laugh incredibly hard, so much that she fell silent, tears streaming from her eyes. The torture continued despite Twilight being out of breath, and just as she was starting to black out, she heard a harsh, raspy voice speak up.

 

"That is enough, my subjects, I wish to speak with this one," she heard someone say, and immediately her feet were let go of. They were, however, both thinly coated in sweat and saliva. Twilight wiped away her tears, and recoiled in horror at what she saw.

 

In the place of the two tormentors from earlier, there was an extremely tall changeling with a mane that was a rather disgusting shade of teal. She wore a full-body silk suit, that, for some reason, had a lot of holes cut in the arms and legs. The suit ended with a thin strand of fabric connecting both sides of each leg, running across the bottom of her black, but highly reflective, bare feet. It was Queen Chrysalis.

 

"I suppose you're wondering why I brought you here, little one..." Chrysalis started, sitting in front of Twilight's trapped, defenceless feet. "You see, due to the little...mishap I had with the Princess of Love, your awful brother was able to break free of my spell and start despising me instead."

 

"Get to the p-" Twilight was then cut off.

 

"I wasn't going to be able to extract any more love from him, nor Cadance, because she saw me for what I was. So, in the confusion, I took it upon myself to ponynap you and your troublesome friends..." Chrysalis explained, chuckling, "Your amounts of love are off the charts, so we decided to keep them and force their infinite love out of them through...more kinky means."

 

Twilight's eyes went wide. Her friends! How could she forget? She had to go rescue them! "You'd better tell me where my friends are, or else-" Twilight shouted, but bit her lip at the feeling of Chrysalis's smooth hand caressing her small feet.

 

"Not to worry, they won't be hurt, and they're quite safe...all of them are simply going to be kept forever, their deepest fantasies used against them...and don't think I don't know what YOURS is, my troublesome little bookworm..." she responded, grinning widely and maliciously back at her captive.

 

Twilight gulped, her face turning red and starting to sweat. Chrysalis had her hand right where Twilight was weak. Her feet. No wonder that impostor was working over her feet earlier! Cadance had never brought up the love of footplay between them for many years, and was embarrassed by it, even though she was the Princess of Love. She couldn't scold herself enough for missing such an important detail.

 

Chrysalis popped the bubble holding Twilight prisoner, allowing Twilight's feet to fall free. Despite how desperately she wanted to escape, now that she was free, she was smart enough not to run with so many changelings guarding every inch of the room.

 

Chrysalis fit a pink collar around Twilight's neck, and then attached a chain to it, so she could lead her along without her resistance. Twilight followed along, eyes looking down at her own feet in shame. Every time she would try to cover her breasts or her behind, the changeling guards with spears would yank her arms away.

 

Twilight struggled to keep up with Queen Chrysalis without choking. She was a fast walker, and the nature of the hive represented the nature of its inhabitants. Tunnels opened and closed, and the hive was already mazelike before she witnessed this happening. Any normal pony would be lost in this horrible place in less than an instant, but the queen seemed to know every direction to turn.

 

Eventually, through the long, twisting and ever-reshaping tunnels, Chrysalis and her captive arrived at her throne room. "This is where you're going to work every day. You're going to be the hive's foot slave. You will serve two purposes: clean any changeling's feet, and allow them to extract love from you using your feet how they so choose. UNDERSTOOD?!" she shouted.

 

Twilight gulped and nodded in response.

 

Queen Chrysalis sat her wide, soft backside on her throne made of an exotic magical rock. She crossed her left leg over her right, and yanked her newly-obtained slave over via her chain and collar. "On your knees, slave, so you know your place," Chrysalis said harshly, and Twilight Sparkle slowly got onto her knees, her slick and shiny bare soles pointing upwards, for all the hive to see.

 

The changeling queen pulled Twilight closer to her throne. "NOW START LICKING, LITTLE SLAVE, MY FEET ARE READY."

 

Tears filled Twilight's eyes, and her ears drooped, as she took the first lick of Chrysalis's shiny black foot, from heel to toe. The evil queen sighed, her large and long toes curling at the feeling of the small tongue caressing the side of her foot. The helpless librarian blushed in shame, wishing she could just shrink away from the world and be free of this...indignity, this cruelty.

 

The small licks went on to kisses and nibbles. Twilight held the surprisingly soft left foot in both of her hands, closing her eyes and trying not to breathe too much. She peppered the sole with little smooches, and gave the left set of toes some love by nibbling just past the long nails, one at a time.

 

Both Chrysalis and her little slave knew one thing: Twilight was getting turned on by this, as evidenced by the subtle warmth between her legs. Chrysalis was enjoying this, she'd cracked open her slave, and the love was starting to pour out, like a dam that was slowly breaking.

 

Chrysalis wanted to turn this up a notch, though, and called two of her changelings over to the throne silently. As she shoved her curvy left foot into the face of her loving slave, two male changelings, incredibly hungry for love, flew behind her and grabbed one of her feet each. Twilight grunted in surprise as her breasts and belly hit the slimy floor of the hive, but both of the hungry drones began to tickle her ferociously.

 

Twilight immediately burst into laughter, her head falling to the floor instead of on Chrysalis's foot, but the queen yanked her back upwards, so both of her feet were in her love-slave's face. "Don't stop worshiping me, slave, or I'll do painful things to you..." she threatened. Twilight heard this semi-clearly, and through her forced giggles, was able to focus on making out with her mistress's right sole.

 

The two changelings tickling Twilight's feet made it very hard to focus on pleasing her captor. The one on her right foot was scraping his claws across her arch, up and down, without any particular pattern. The changeling holding her left foot was keeping the sole stretched by holding the adorable violet toes back, tickling the helpless foot by using his tongue.

 

All of this torment was too much for Twilight. She came hard, moans of unimaginable pleasure escaping her mouth and into the sole of her captor, juices spurting everywhere on the floor. Queen Chrysalis glowed a very bright green for a few moments as she absorbed more love in that orgasm, than she had ever done with Shining Armor the whole time.

 

After her intense orgasm, the queen pulled her further inwards, so her face would be shoved between her two soles. This reaffirmed her focus on the job at hand (or in this case, at foot) and she renewed her vigorous licking of her captor's curved arches.

 

However, the two changelings behind her got a little bit carried away by the immense amount of love she gave off during her orgasm. They had consumed a lot of it themselves, and they were beginning to get horny. They left her feet alone for a few moments so she could worship in relative peace, and using discarded changeling chitin, constructed a pair of stocks that were raised, and parallel to the ground.

 

As Twilight sucked on all five of the toes of Chrysalis's left foot, massaging the sole with her small, silky hands, she felt her feet get lifted up and locked into something. She yelled out in surprise and looked back to see two very horny changelings rubbing their members over her restrained feet.

 

"LEAVE THEM ALONE," Chrysalis demanded of Twilight, forcing her lips back onto the right sole of her captor, "they deserve to use you however they desire."

 

Twilight whined a bit as she felt the two twitching poles of flesh glide over her helpless soles easily, the job made easier by their slickness. She tried to drown out the feeling of precum dripping on her adorable, curvy soles by running her tongue up and down, between her Queen's feet, but she was unable to do so enough to keep herself from getting horny again.

 

Soon enough, she felt a warm and sticky sensation on her soles, repeatedly. The two males had unloaded all over the little pony's purple feet, turning them partially white. The liquid managed to get everywhere, from her ankles to between her toes. They curled and uncurled, trying to be disgusted by the feeling. Her brain said she hated this, but her body desired nothing more than for her feet to be kept and used like that.

 

Chrysalis commanded the two satisfied, healthy changelings away, and called two more changelings to attend to Twilight's cum-covered feet, and this time they were both female. Silently, they understood what their Queen wanted. The two changelings began to massage the white fluid into Twilight's squirming soles. They were quite good at what they did, because Twilight was groaning in pleasure, despite being held in place on the floor by her stocks.

 

Her small hand reached its way back to her slit, beginning to rub it softly, but two more changelings appeared and held her arms outward. She cried out in protest, but Chrysalis silenced her whining by shoving both big toes into her mouth. They worked much like a pacifier does on a foal, calming her down and she was sucking on them vigorously.

 

"Mmhmm...do a good job, slave, and I'll consider keeping you in front of my throne instead of in prison..." Chrysalis hummed out, admiring the sight of male essence being firmly rubbed into Twilight's soles, like it was a moisturizer. Both of her big toes moved up and down against Twilight's tongue, filling her mouth with an intoxicating taste of pheromones that she couldn't get enough of.

 

The two changelings massaging Twilight's restrained feet finally ceased their actions, licking their hands clean of any remaining semen, and left the captured pony's feet alone, exposed for any changeling's use once again. She couldn't think properly anymore, she was relieved that her feet weren't being molested and used anymore, although she couldn't help but feel the need for such intimate touching to occur there again. Her mind was clouded with pleasure, and she was close to orgasming again.

 

She couldn't bring herself to cum, because two changelings were standing on her arms, their bare feet keeping Twilight's hands from reaching her spot. She tried to break free from the stocks holding her ankles, so she could at least have the tiniest fraction of pleasure against her captor's say-so, but was unsuccessful.

 

The captive bookworm whined as she felt a smaller set of feet press against her slit from behind, and two clawed hands very carefully raking up and down her abused soles. She bit down on Chrysalis's toes hard in surprise, and the queen recoiled in pain. "Ouch!! You bit me, slave...I think it's time for a little justice..." she said, in a stern, but devilishly seductive voice, enjoying the insane amount of love she was absorbing from her captive.

 

The female changeling teasing the poor pony with her feet destroyed the stocks holding Twilight's feet in the air, allowing her legs to fall to the floor, and the two changelings on her arms stepped off, leaving them alone. Twilight Sparkle instantly reached back to her behind, shoving two fingers deep into herself, and she groaned loudly in bliss.

 

She was unable to finish, again, because fifteen changelings had surrounded her, restraining Twilight as much as she could be without destroying her body. More and more changeligs joined the fray, and Queen Chrysalis cackled at her good work. A single purple pony, with no way out, unwillingly exerting incredible amounts of love energy, just because a swarm of her subjects were rubbing their feet all over her body. Both male and females demanded that Twilight clean up their small, but sexy, feet.

 

Twilight couldn't see anything anymore, or smell or taste anything but the soles of the aggressive swarm of changeling drones. She was driving each one to orgasm by running her enthusiastic tongue up and down their feet, from heels to toes. She counted one changeling who got his or her orgasm, then two, then three, four, five.

 

She had lost count after the 12th changeling had gotten its rocks off. This was so unfair! Everyone was getting to cum all over her, or her feet, everyone was getting their feet loved and cleaned but her! Her mind was nothing but a blur at this point, all she could do was exhaust herself either by trying to pleasure herself, or by swirling her tongue on the umpteenth sole she had today. For many hours, Chrysalis called workers, soldiers, and guardians, all to have their tired and needy feet worshipped by a continuously-denied librarian she had captured for the hive.

 

The moon was high in the sky by the time all of the changelings of Twilight's section of the hive were pleasured. Chrysalis finally decided that enough was enough today, and called all of her changelings to let her off the floor. The queen got off her throne and walked over to her slave.

 

Twilight was a cum-soaked, sweaty, blushing, exhausted mess. She still hadn't had her much-needed orgasm yet, so Chrysalis, in all her generosity, placed her slickened, well-worshipped foot in her captive's lap, and began to grind the arch up and down her clit. It didn't take long for Twilight to get off. She screamed loudly, her back arching, and her over-teased body convulsing on the floor as her juices spurted almost as high as Queen Chrysalis was tall. The queen jolted slightly in surprise, the love released from that orgasm was more than enough to feed a quarter of the entire hive through the winter.

 

The whole time Twilight came, Chrysalis's toes were wiggling on her spot, rubbing on her clit. Once the tormented prisoner finally calmed down from her state of bliss, Chrysalis sat back down on her throne, absorbing the last bits of love she could from her prisoner. Very strangely, she didn't look like Chrysalis's usual hosts after such a huge amount of love was drained from them. She looked as normal as she could be, after such a long worship session.

 

"Please...no...more...tired..." Twilight gasped, struggling to regain her breath after the hours and hours of foot cleaning and worship.

 

"Hehehehe, look at you, the Element of Magic, under my total sexual control..." Chrysalis teased. Twilight was dripping sweat, and she really WAS unable to resist. Not just because she was too tired to, but because she unwillingly enjoyed being swarmed by so many soft, supple soles.

 

The queen pulled her new slave along using her chain and collar, and Twilight was too weak to resist, or even walk along with her captor. Chrysalis decided to just carry her captive to where she was going. Twilight looked into her eyes weakly, saying, "A-are...are we going to bed...?"

 

Chrysalis gave her a knowing smirk, and then stopped at a translucent prisoner bubble that was in her line of sight, still in her throne room. The bookworm's eyes went wide with realization, but it was too late, Chrysalis shoved her into the bubble, enough for it to give way and suck her in, but keeping her bare feet outside the bubble, so Twilight could never hide them, and the hive was able to use them as they pleased.

 

"Nononono, b-but you said if I did a good job, you'd keep me in front of your throne, not in prison!!" Twilight begged the queen. Chrysalis played with her struggling feet as she said, "You lost your throne privileges when you bit on your Queen's toes, so you're going to stay in there for a week, where I can watch you be what you're meant to be...the foot slave of the hive."

 

Twilight gulped in fear as she saw two changelings notice her unprotected soles, messy from their earlier torment, and Chrysalis backed off, allowing them to fulfill their needs.

 

A week passed, and Twilight was finally allowed out of the prison for another session of worship. This time she did well, despite all that she endured, and Chrysalis allowed her to sleep in her own bed with her Queen. More days passed, weeks, months....and over time she became accustomed to the life of being a personalized bondage pet, because of how many different restraining devices the changelings used on her to get their rocks off.

 

The hive thrived so much from keeping Twilight and the other five friends, that Equestria was forgotten in the minds of the changelings. These were ponies that had infinite love to be extracted, and they were to be kept forever in the Queen's clutches.

 

Twilight's feet lived (somewhat) happily ever after, being the property of the Chrysalis hive.

 

-End