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- Chrysalis Domination pt. 8 - Sprawling Odyssey part 3
- GRENADIERAPPLE
- Posted on Apr 8th, 2014
- Copied on Apr 15th, 2014
- >for Sprawling Odyssey, the peak moment of this little triste is when that last egg slides into her and she moans her way to orgasm
- >for Chrysalis, it's now, as you allow her a little snack as reward for her obedience
- >but for you, it isn't the feeling of release as you cum inside the addled mare's sopping box
- >not that you're one to turn that opportunity down
- >but the part that does it, for you?
- >it's right here
- >you watch as the warm fuzzies the egg-stuffed mare is feeling get sucked out of the very air
- >you can actually see her eyes lose their green tint
- >her whole posture changes
- >and when she looks up, free of the magical fog in her mind
- >there's Chrysalis
- >not her precious Princess Celestia
- >not her adoring husband
- >but a bug, towering over her, ovipositor still dripping with the green slime she's filled to the brim with
- >that look of terror and despair?
- >that's why you choose the worst offenders to be brought down here, offered up as sacrifice
- >to see them build their hopes up so high, to convince themselves that even in their darkest hour, their loved ones are with them
- >they'll believe any lie, accept any punishment no matter how severe
- >they lie to themselves that they're doing the right thing, opposing you and Nightmare Moon
- >they lie to themselves that they'll escape once they're caught
- >they lie to themselves that they're called to something greater, that in the end they'll win
- >but they can't lie to themselves when they wake up with a belly full of eggs, while the creature who laid them sucks away every trace of happiness and love
- >Odyssey begins to blubber as the sparkle in her eyes dims
- >"S...Stoic?"
- >oof
- >deep in denial, this one
- >Chrysalis finishes her meal, and you snap a lead to her collar
- "Guards, take this one away. She's seen her use."
- >you walk over to the table, squeezing a few drops each of Felicity and Cadenza's Aire into the chalice along with the usual red wine
- >"Stoic? Darling?"
- >she's actually straining at her leash
- >holy shit, did Chrysalis leave her hypnotized too long?
- >she can't seriously be this delusional
- >you carry the wine to your pet, who gulps it down greedily, seeming to enjoy the diluted potion even more than pure love from its source
- >the guards finally get the hysterical pone out the door
- >she puts up a surprising struggle for someone who can barely move for how full she is
- >the last thing you hear before the door slams is her crying her stallion's name
- >"Stoic, please! Don't leave me yet! Don't le--"
- >...
- >you like it more when they're angry
- >Chrysalis finishes the last of her drought and sits back, panting in relief as she feels the raw love-fascimile crashing through her veins
- >the trembling in her legs lessens after a few seconds
- >you'll have to order a few more bottles, and step up testing on the older drones
- >her tolerance to the stuff is starting to get expensive
- >"Ahh... I think she may be the one,"
- >she mutters
- >three batches have hatched so far
- >all males
- >maybe she'll be the one to bring a successor to term
- >it's not an exact science, but ponies with a deeper love seem to be better incubators
- >or maybe it was ponies with love for lots of others?
- >shit, you need to stop smoking before your "chats" with Zecora
- >anyway, Chrysalis seems to like that one's chances
- >you'll make a note to retry Odyssey if she winds up hatching males
- >either way, the army grows
- "Chrysalis."
- >her lax smile fades as you grab her attention
- >"Yes, Master?"
- "Question for you..."
- >you march back towards the stairs to the castle proper
- >a bronze hoof juts through the bars, reaching for your leg
- >"Please! Please, where's my Stoic?! I just... let me back in! I'll take more eggs! I'll do anything, just let me see him again!"
- >you look over at her
- >lying to her would do no good
- >so you lean down to look her in the eye
- "You'll see your husband..."
- >if you look out at the gallows by the western wall
- "if you hatch a strong brood from those eggs."
- >you lying sack of shit
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