Anon & Chrysalis: Checkers


                                            Written anonymously for /bug/. Beware of clop.


                                            >Be Anon in the changeling hive

                                            >Currently speaking to your least favorite bug

                                            “Checkers."

                                            >"Mhm."

                                            "You've kept me in a fucking cell for what feels like months, keep trying to fucking mind-control me into having sex with you-"

                                            >"Rather impressed that I haven't succeeded yet, actually."

                                            "-and suddenly you want to play /checkers/?"

                                            >"That I do, Anonymous. I'm making you an offer you can't refuse. We're going to play one game. If you win, I'll allow you to leave. If I win..."

                                            >Chrysalis licks her lips

                                            >"Well, I think you already know."

                                            "Yeah, because I'll totally cooperate."

                                            >"I'll /make/ you, human. Resistance is only a turn-on for so long, and you've passed that point."

                                            >She rears up, placing her hooves on your chest and whispering into your ear

                                            >"I could break you, Anon. Maybe I can't take the shape of a human girl, but I can make /you/ scream like one."

                                            >Oh god

                                            >Does she have a dick?

                                            >PLEASE don't have a dick

                                            "I'd make a terrible egg clutch. You don't want me! Promise!"

                                            >She just laughs

                                            >"Do ponies still spread those ridiculous lies about ovipositors? Don't worry. I think you'll like what I have~."

                                            >She starts walking away, tail flicking side to side offering you sneak peeks

                                            >"Bring him to my chamber."

                                            >A group of changeling guards appear around you and start pushing you after her

                                            >Well, Anon

                                            >You've made it this long

                                            >One game of checkers and you can end it

                                            >Let's do this

                                            >You get yourself pumped up as the guards manhandle you into Chrysalis' room

                                            >She's already got a board out

                                            >After being unceremoniously dumped on one end of the board, she speaks to you

                                            >"Red or black?"

                                            "Black, I guess."

                                            >Since you have zero intention of ever going back

                                            >She magics the black pieces over to you, and you start laying them out on the board while she does the same with hers

                                            "Are you actually going to let me go when I win?"

                                            >She smirks

                                            >"Of course. Why wouldn't I? It'd be the easiest thing in the world to hunt you down again."

                                            >Fuck


                                            >You'd better Usain Bolt your way to the nearest town once you're out, or else it'll just happen again

                                            >Chrysalis gestures with a hoof

                                            >"Black goes first."

                                            >You nod, and the game begins

                                            >The minutes go by quickly as you both move your pieces one at a time

                                            >You're going all-out

                                            >You're gonna escape, then tell the princesses where this fucking hive is, and then you're gonna watch as bug queen and her aggravating children get wrecked by a rainbow death beam

                                            >You pop a half-chub just thinking about it

                                            >"Getting excited, are we? I can taste it. We could just call the game here~."

                                            "I'm getting excited about how fucking screwed you'll be when I get back to civilization, you sick freak."

                                            >"I take back what I said earlier. Your resistance is still a turn-on."

                                            >Don't rise to any more bait, Anon

                                            >You can do this!

                                            >You can practically taste freedom!

                                            >Your pieces are close enough to each other that the first captures are taking place

                                            >You've got a few of hers!

                                            >...but she's got some of yours too

                                            >You tense up with every piece of yours she takes

                                            >"Do you /really/ think the princesses care, Anon?"

                                            "Huh?"

                                            >She's got that fucking smirk again

                                            >"You think they're looking for you? I doubt it, personally. They aren't much for helping those with >no hooves."

                                            >Don't let her get to you

                                            >She just wants to distract you because you're winning!

                                            >You make a sick jump on a punk-ass red piece-

                                            >Only to get triple-jumped in return

                                            "FUCK!"

                                            >Well, you /were/ winning

                                            >"Awwww, isn't that too bad? It's alright. You'll feel better after I'm done. Muuuuuuch better."

                                            >Fuck that noise

                                            >It's not over yet! You can still turn this around!


                                            >You press forward, hurling all your pieces at her

                                            >Your army fights bravely

                                            >But it ends about as well as Custer's Last Stand

                                            >You're down to three pieces

                                            >Chrysalis isn't even talking anymore

                                            >She's just giving you bedroom eyes and licking her lips

                                            >The last few moves are made

                                            >Game over, man

                                            >GAME OVER!

                                            >"My, my..."

                                            >She gets up, circling around the board to you

                                            >"You did slightly better than I expected, Anon. It was fun, even. But a bet's a bet."

                                            >You refuse to make eye contact with her, staring at the ground

                                            >She lowers herself down into your lap, burying her nose in your neck and sniffing

                                            >"I meant what I said about the princesses, you know. Your other little friends won't look, either."

                                            >You feel magic grip your head, forcing you to look into her eyes

                                            >"They don't value you like I do. More's the pity that they'd give you up so easily. You're mine now, Anon. All mine. /Give in./"

                                            >You grit your teeth, trying to find a retort

                                            >But your mind remains blank

                                            >Her eyes

                                            >There's something about her eyes

                                            >"/Give in./"

                                            >She repeats

                                            >You can't resist anymore

                                            "Just get it over with..."

                                            >She laughs, but it's not the mocking laughter of earlier

                                            >It's lowered to a throaty giggle

                                            >"Hmhm! Now, we can't have you being so... inactive. Here..."

                                            >Magic pries open your jaw

                                            >"Let's get you loosened up a bit~."

                                            >Her face rams into yours, trapping you in a rather intense kiss

                                            >Her longer tongue coils around yours, coating it in her spit

                                            >She gets what feels like your entire mouth, lathering it in her saliva

                                            >Immense heat overtakes you

                                            >What was formerly a partial chub has evolved into a full-on diamond crusher in your pants

                                            >And Chrysalis is quick to notice

                                            >"Mmmmm... For me...?"

                                            >She grinds herself against your bulge, continuing to kiss you

                                            >You can't even think

                                            >You NEED release

                                            >Your arms, formerly kept stiffly at your side, found themselves wrapped around the changeling queen as you leaned forward, pushing her onto her back


                                            >You struggle with your belt for a few moments, eventually prying it off

                                            >Your pants and boxers come down in a green telekinetic grip

                                            >Those green eyes haven't left yours for a moment

                                            >She holds her hooves up, inviting you back into an embrace

                                            >"Don't be sad. I'll take /good/ care of you. My own little brood male."

                                            >You brush your tip against her entrance, as you lean forward and she wraps her forelegs around you

                                            >She whispers into your ear a single command

                                            >"Thrust."

                                            >You obey

                                            >With zeal

                                            >You ram your entire length into her, and the half-squeal, half-screech that came out of her mouth might have given you some satisfaction if you were in your right mind

                                            >You remain buried in her tunnel, her tight walls constricting around your member

                                            >She's almost as dazed as you

                                            >"Ahhhhh... F-Fuck me..."

                                            >You begin pistoning in and out of her depths, her muscles gripping your cock the whole way

                                            >"Yes!! Just like that! More!"

                                            >You hear and obey

                                            >Your tempo rises and rises at her exhortations until you're pounding her with all your strength

                                            >You hammer away for god-knows-how-long

                                            >You feel her gush around your member more than once, and her vag convulses madly, trying to milk you

                                            >Chrysalis herself is nothing more that a moaning, screaming mess at this point

                                            >A lump of quivering changeling you were ordered to fuck

                                            >And you do so

                                            >You do so until even the spell put on you can't stop you from cumming without her order

                                            >With a final grunt, you hilt, and your vision goes white

                                            >Her muscles greedily milk you, squeezing every last drop out

                                            >Your toes curl under the intensity of the pleasure

                                            >Panting heavily, and still holding the changeling in your arms, you slowly raise your head up

                                            >As you come to your senses, you realize Chrysalis is still catatonic from your ministrations

                                            >Maybe you could get out...?

                                            >...nah

                                            >You have no clue where to go

                                            >Plus...

                                            >You look down at her face

                                            >Maybe having mind-blowing sex every day with a kinda-cute bug queen isn't such a terrible idea after all