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- Chrysalis Domination pt. 6 - Sprawling Odyssey part 1
- GRENADIERAPPLE
- Posted on Apr 8th, 2014
- Copied on Apr 15th, 2014
- >your name is Sprawling Odyssey
- >you are a bronze unicorn mare, being led in chains to what you assume is the execution chamber
- >the guards on either side of you stare straight ahead as they lead you down the stairs to the main cell block
- >you try to slow a bit as you round a corner and see a few familiar faces
- >Delirium, charged with seven counts of disturbing the peace, looks between the bars at you
- >she looks... bored?
- >Sparkle Shine looks like he's expecting a thrashing any second, eyes darting around his cage
- >the guards shove you to get moving again
- >Frostweaver turns his head to glare at you from the far corner of his cell
- >you jump when a blue pony lunges against the bars
- >she growls and barks like a hound as you pass
- >and then you're here
- >a wooden door is all that stands in the way of your doom
- >the guard knocks on it, and its swings open easily
- >you're shoved inside, tripping over the chains and landing face-first with a weak "oomph"
- >you look up and around just in time to hear the door slam behind you
- >a few things catch your eye
- >the pools of green liquid, some thin strands dripping from the ceiling
- >on the far table sit a collection of bottles, a few empty, along with a chalice and a bottle of wine
- >and of course you can't ignore the towering creature in black and purple
- >you can't make out his features, but from the way he stands, you'd have to guess he was smirking
- >none of that can compare with the thing in the center of the room though
- >chained by the neck, standing imperiously before you, is...
- >Princess Celestia?
- >her smile is warm and gentle, and for a moment it makes you forget all the atrocities of this forsaken place
- >you move to approach her, unsure how you'll fight the brute to get to her
- >but he doesn't move to stop you
- >he just watches as you trot to bow before Her Radiance
- >sweeping low, your horn almost touching the floor, you look up at her
- "Princess. I... I don't know why they have allowed me to bask in your warmth once more, but hail."
- >she beckons you closer and you obey without hesitation
- >up close her smile seems sadder, more resigned
- >"Sweet mare, now is no time to bow; I am Princess no more. I am here as a final comfort before you meet your fate. That is all."
- >the hopeful little smile you had vanishes
- >she's given up?
- "My... my liege?"
- >she lets out a resigned sigh and nods to the armored creature you passed
- >"The mercy he has shown me is to keep me here, alive, that I might soothe you on your way to your fate."
- >your shock is quickly giving way to anger now
- >how dare that... that THING keep the rightful ruler like this?!
- >your horn mirrors your anger, a glow starting at its tip
- "Well then, I'll show him mercy as well, and make this quick!"
- >"Wha- no!"
- >you turn and fire a bolt of concentrated hate at him
- >it slams into his chest and
- >does absolutely nothing
- >his smirk turns into a frown as he starts to advance on you
- >"Wait, please! Do not harm her, she does not know!"
- >the abomination slows, still glaring at you
- >he looks over to your leader and huffs
- >"Fine. That was her one, though."
- >you can't help but feel a swelling adoration for your ruler alongside the fear and hatred for her captor
- >when you turn back, she's staring at you intently, like you'd just done something very interesting rather than very stupid
- >"Little one, I'm sorry. But I am resigned to my use here. As should you be."
- >you stare into her eyes, not wanting to believe she's defeated like this
- >but before you saw her, you were resigned to your fate
- >you're quickly growing that way again
- >"Let me comfort you. Close your eyes, now, and think of they that you love most. Pick the one for whom your heart calls. I will let you see them and bid them farewell."
- >you never knew she had such a power
- >but you obey without question
- >how could you deny a boon from your Princess?
- >you are Anon, and you are doing your best to keep a straight face
- >luckily you've had some practice with the last few pones you've had brought down
- >the mind-control magic Chrysalis uses was annoying when she'd try it on you
- >but you're definitely beginning to see the appeal
- >to her credit, even without it she's a masterful actress
- >as she puts her silver tongue to good use, you appraise the scrawny mare she's working her wiles on
- >she's a tiny little thing, long legs and ears, thin little body
- >you catch a flash of her purple eyes as she levels her horn at you
- >this trick works better, you find, when you're here to draw their hate
- >it disappears into nothingness against your chest
- >and just like usual, "Celestia" begs your mercy
- >you can see her licking her lips at the adoration rolling off of her victim
- >but she holds back
- >discipline
- >the only love she's allowed to take is when she's in her true form
- >the last little pone who had their love drained before she completed the... procedure... had gotten a drop of Potion Nine on the tongue and sent back to their cell
- >it was an informative experiment
- >the guards had needed ear plugs for the two days before she was executed, she wailed so loud
- >next time, you told Chrysalis, you would give her a taste instead
- >that was almost three weeks ago, and she's been a perfect little pet since
- >the small-framed little unicorn closes her eyes and sits obediently, waiting for her Princess to ease her mind
- >the captive alicorn princess doesn't hesitate to deliver
- >instead of the gentle golden glow you know Celestia possesses, an ill-looking green forms around her horn
- >it wafts into Odyssey's ears, and with a flash of green fire, a pearl-white stallion takes Celestia's place
- >when she opens them, she can hardly contain her glee
- >her eyes are tinted green, unable to see the little inconsistencies and errors in her disguise
- >the longer it continues, the less she'll care about what "he" looks like
- >you close your eyes, obediently, and picture your beloved Stoic Sewman, his marble coat, his strong hooves, his soft eyes
- >Celestia's magic washes over you, a powerful force
- >it feels... off, somehow, but as the spell takes hold you reassure yourself
- >it's just the strain of her captivity, a voice reminds you
- >"Darling?"
- >your eyes snap open
- >Celestia is truly a goddess, to be able to grant you this
- >you don't know how
- >you don't CARE how
- >he's here
- >you fairly bowl him over as you rush to him, throwing your hooves around him
- >it's been so long; you had heard he was captured a week after you left to join the resistance
- >but here he is
- "Stoic... Oh Stoic, sweet Celestia thank you, I thought I'd never see you again!"
- >"No distance could keep me from you, sweetness."
- >his eyes are the greenest shade of blue you've ever seen them
- >it must be the tears in your eyes that make them seem that way, yourself tells you
- >he leans in and kisses you, forcefully
- >moreso than you're used to
- >the way you've always wanted him to, a voice says, and you can't help but agree
- >it's the passion of a couple separated by years and miles
- >somewhere in the back of your head, someone points out that this is a strange thing for your executioner to allow
- >but it's buried under a layer of pleasure as his hooves slide lower, pulling you close, so very close
- >you have to break the kiss for air, finally
- >unbidden, a question leaps from your throat
- "Where have you been, loveliness? I'm so glad to see you, but how...?"
- >he looks taken aback
- >you've never seen a more handsome blush, or heard a more endearing stammer
- >"I, er... that is, I've been fighting the good fight, you see. Resisting, being covert..."
- >you nod, not comprehending but willing to accept
- >"But I simply had to see you again,"
- >he leans in for another kiss and you happily oblige
- >who could turn down a handsome buck like him?
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