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Chrysalis vs. Fluttershy
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>Sitting in an unused and unlit section of the locker rooms, Chrysalis allows her attendants to clean her.
>They buzz pleasantly around her as they shampoo her mane and tail, polish her chitin and lacquer her wings.
>The sound of doors swinging open and shut and some squeaking draws her attention to the entrance.
>Her strongest two drones drag in the defeated Fluttershy.
>Returning her head to its previous position, she allows for the cleaning to continue.
"Ah good, Fluttershy." she crows, eyes flitting to the side to eye her visitor. "I believe you know why you're here."
>"Be-because I l-lost..."
"I think agreeing to lower myself to wrestling may just pay off." the Queen muses with a smirk.
>Fluttershy grimaces and weakly flails, not that the guard drones take any notice.
"You're from Ponyville, correct?"
>"...yes..."
"Hmm, who are the three strongest stallions you know?"
>"w-what?"
"You know the type. Big burly stallionly types." Chrysalis sighs. "Like Shining Armor, for example."
>"Oh." she says quietly. "Well, I know Shining Armor."
"That's one. Who else?"
>"Why are y-you asking all of these questions?"
"Just give me two more names."
>"I guess Applejacks brother is pretty strong..."
>Chrysalis nods.
>"D-discord-"
"Ponies please, Fluttershy."
>"I-oh I'm not sure. There's that stallion Rainbow Dash likes on the Wonderbolts..."
"Mmmm, Soaren. Yes, he will do nicely." the queen nods, waving off her attendants.
>She steps up towards Fluttershy.
"You two, you are familiar with the Canterlot forms?"
>They nod, and both transform into Shining Armor.
>Chrysalis gives them her best "seriously, guys?" look.
>Looking at each other, one of them nods and changes into Soaren.
>Chrysalis then takes the form of the quiet farmer.
>Fluttershy looks up at the three looming stallions in confusion and fear.
>"Oh, this is just like those books Twilight lent me."

>Wordlessly, Shining Armor lifts her into the air, and places her on a pair of stacked benches.
>Her hooves flail uselessly a few inches off the ground, and Soaren landing on top of her forces her wings down.
>Reaching a hoof back, Soaren unceremoniously flips her tail up, as Big Mac straddles the bench in front of her.
"Time to see if reality is as good as those books, Fluttershy." the unsettlingly feminine voice of the queen floats from Big Macintosh's mouth.
>Looking up to protest, Fluttershy is silenced by the intrusion of a considerable piece of applewood into her mouth.
>The same branch of the ol' family tree muffles her yelps as Soaren begins to prod her ponut.
>A gurgling beneath Big Mac indicates that he's in as far as the trembling mare beneath him can handle, and he locks eyes with Soaren.
>With a final grunt the pegasus is buried in Fluttershy's backdoor.
>Slowly Big Mac eases out, allowing Fluttershy to catch a quick gasp before he begins sliding forward.
>As Mac slides back in, Soaren slowly pulls out.
>Mac eases out, and Soaren pushes in.
>Fluttershy whines as the tight ring of her ponut is stretched.
"Just be grateful we didn't have me or Shining back there." Big Mac chuckles as he begins sliding back into her throat.
>Fluttershy moans as the tempo begins to pick up.
>As the tempo gets faster, the moaning gets louder.
>A slapping noise draws Macs gaze down a bit, where he sees that Soarens legs have been recently soaked.
>'Good' Chrysalis thinks to herself.
>She needs that lust.
>Eros is a form of love after all.
>Soaren speeds up out of sync, and soon begins to punishingly pound poor Fluttershy.
>She cums again, wailing around Mac's hefty cock, wings begging to flap.
>Not long after Soaren finishes, pulling out with an audible pop.
>Slowly Big Mac's wood is withdrawn, inch by inch.
>As the shaking mass of fur and feathers gulps in air, Big Mac moves behind her and Shining Armor moves to take his place.
>A thin, white trickle leaks down and along her glistening labia.
>Every so often the ring of once-tight muscle expands a bit, as if unsure what it's natural position once was.
>A grin flashes across Mac's face as he sets his own wood between the sopping lips of the shyest mare in Ponyville.
>If only they knew.
>A muted whine signals that Shining is in place, as Mac looks across Fluttershy's back -wings at full mast, coat sporting a sheen of sweat- and the stallions share a nod.
>Slowly Shining shoves himself into Fluttershy's mouth, eliciting small protests and whimpers as he searches for her tonsils.
>And when he does, he begins to pull back, and Big Mac begins to part those precious petals.
>As soon as the head is in, the mare spasms and a fresh splash of marecum coats Mac's steely rod.
>It makes it just that much easier to slide into her.
>Her insides are warm, soft, and clamping down sporadically as she begins riding towards another climax.
>The poor girl really needs to get herself a coltfriend.
>But for now, the changelings are happy to help.
>Picking up tempo, Big Mac begins to rail Fluttershy in earnest, sending the reclusive pegasus into the throes of another maregasm even as she chokes on Shining Armor.
>Before she even fully calms down, the mare wiggles her hips in a vain attempt to push back onto Mac, fulfilling a frequent fantasy even as he tears her wide open.
>Feeling the rising need to cum welling up, Mac switches from long piercing strokes to short rapid-fire fucking that shakes those flutterflanks like an earthquake.
>Finally shooting thick ropes of cum into her, the burly farmpony pulls out, a flood of marecum and apple seed dribbling out behind him.
>As Mac takes a seat to catch his breath, Shining Armor moves in and slides into her tender sex without warning.
>"Oh Celestia~" the mare whimpers. "This is so much better than carrots."

>After Shining Armor finishes, the trio returns to their normal forms.
>A pile of glowing orbs, filled with emotional jelly, sits near the attendant drones.
>Each one filled with lust, they'll make excellent feed for Chrysalis' growing hive.
>Fluttershy lies in the same place she was, covered in drool, semen and marecum.
>Her wings occasionally flutter, but otherwise she stares silently at the lockers in front of her.
>When Chrysalis steps in front of her, her pupils recede to mere pinpricks as she looks up at the changeling Queen.
>Chrysalis leans in close and whispers to Fluttershy.
"That was fun. Ready for round two?"

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Treehugger vs. Rainbow Dash
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>"RRRRRRAAAUGH! I can't believe I lost to that wimp!" 
>Shooting out of the arena, a rainbow-maned pegasus make a bee-line for the woods.
>All of her skill and athleticism were for naught.
>She still lost.
>And to a pony that was basically Fluttershy with a marijuana habit.
>It was infuriating, and Rainbow now flies around the forest, breaking branches and throwing rocks, burning off her shame and rage.
>Until a voice brings her to a dead stop.
>"Whoa girl, you're harshing the vibe of the forest."
>No.
>No, Rainbow needs this time to herself.
>AND THAT MARE DARES INTERRUPT!?
>"What the buck do you want? Leave me alone!"
>"I come here after every match." Treehugger shrugs. "Gotta recenter myself after such an intense experience, you know?"
>"Get out!"
>"I can't do that, Rainbow. Living out of balance is no fun at all." the green mare shakes her head. "In fact, I think it's why you're so upset. You need to learn to chill."
>"I just need to train harder! I won't lose next time we wrestle!"
>"That's fine. But now is time to chill."
>"What? Listen you-"
>"NeeeEEEeeeEEEIIIiiigggGGGHHHhhh~""
>"Stop that!" Rainbow protests, falling onto her hooves. "What are you...doing...?"
>A moment later, the pegasus falls asleep.
>"Mama's got to collect, Rainbow." Treehugger whispers to the snoozing pegasus, before tossing her over her back and going on her way.

>When Rainbow comes to, she's in a warm bed with fluffy pillows and a fireplace crackling merrily nearby.
>An earthy, herbal scent tickles her nose.
>The room is almost too warm.
>To the point that it's almost hard for Rainbow to get out of bed.
>Or rather, it would be if the ropes weren't making it literally impossible for her to get out of bed.
>A discovery the lazy pegasus makes when she attempts snuggle deeper into the covers.
>Much to her horror, the more she flails, the tighter the ropes seem to become.
>Soon she's pulled perfectly tight against the bed.
>While her wings are free, they prove useless to the prone mare.
>Sprawled on her back, wings flapping in futility beneath her, Rainbow tilts her head back at the sound of hooves entering the room.
>"Oh, Rainbow Dash, you're awake." Treehugger says cheerily. "Hmm, you shouldn't have fought the ropes so hard. It'll be difficult to get you out of those now."
>"Then why did you tie me up you madmare!?"
>"Oh, because I knew you'd try to escape." she replies, circling to stand next to the bed.
>"What the buck!?"
>"Relax, Rainbow. You need to learn to chill."
>"I'm great at relaxing! Just not when I'm, oh, you know -being foalnapped by a crazy pony?"
>"You know how to relax. I see you sleeping on clouds all the time when I'm hanging with the birds."
>"Okay, I know you're agreeing with me. But can you maybe agree a little less there? I'm not /that/ lazy."
>"Oh for sure. But even when you're taking your afternoon nap after your lunch break, I can always see this tense vibe coming off of you."
>"Okay, whatever. Listen, just let me go and we can meditate together or whatever."
>"No can do, Rainbow." Treehugger says. "You'd try to escape. I feel the panic and anger under your mask, and you need to learn to chill."
>Turning to the nightstand, the happy hippy opens a drawer and pulls out some incense sticks.
>Carefully she replaces the half-burned blue stick with a fresh purple one.
>"No need to sleep anymore, I think this one will set the mood better. You know our noses can trigger memories and emotions better than any other sense?" she explains, walking back out of Rainbow's line of sight.
>"Y-yeah?" Rainbow asks, fidgeting against her ropes.
>"Oh yeah, totally. Pony noses are super sensitive, and there's a bunch of studies about how crazy the wiring of the brain is." the hippy rambles, picking up a bowl of gems and polished semiprecious stones.
>"That's...that's pretty cool, I guess."
>Treehugger rounds the bed again, setting the bowl down at the foot of the bed. 
>"The nice thing about you being tied so tight is that I can tap into your chakras waaay better." Treehugger quips. "You're totally accessible right now."
>"You don't have to say it like that!" Rainbow shouts, tail flipping to cover herself and a fierce blush rushing to her cheeks.
>Treehugger just giggles.
>"I need you to lay your head back straight, Dash."
>"Ugh, if I go along with your weird hippie medicine, can I go?"
>"Yeah Rainbow, that's like the whole point of this."
>"A lot of ponies close their eyes to focus when I do this. But I'll understand if you don't."
>Taking three pieces of rose quarts, she places them one at a time in a line down the center of Rainbow's chest.
>A piece of amethyst goes on her forehead.
>An aquamarine stone is placed between her eyes, Rainbow going cross-eyed following it.
>Rainbow flaps her wings defensively as Treehugger moves to place a few stones on them.
>"Rainbow, relax. I know that they're sensitive, but that's because pegasi are so in-tune with their wings! "
>"I- I really don't feel comfortable-"
>"If it really bothers you after a few moments, we can take them off, okay?"
>"Ugh, okay. But BE CAREFUL."
>"Totally, my mare."
>With the dusky cut gems in place, Treehugger grabs three polished red stones and places one on Rainbows throat.
>The pegasus starts to protest, but is also reflexively trying not to knock any of her stones off.
>Treehugger smiles to herself, and places the other two reds just above each teat.
>Rainbow squeaks in surprise and opens her mouth to protest before she's cut off.
>"See, those wings are feeling just fine aren't they?"
>"I-I guess, but-"
>"Those garnets are for healing. Pegasi are physically attuned to through their wings. You can probably guess why."
>"That makes sense, even if I don't believe all of this weird rock magic."
>"It takes time to come to- oh, you've lost the stone from your throat." Treehugger observes.
>She deftly plucks the wayward pebble from the sheets and places it back on Dash's throat.
>"Now shush or it'll happen again." she coos. "Unless you're secretly trying to drag this out?"
>An irritated grumble is the only response Rainbow offers.
>More garnet is placed, just above the hooves on every leg.
>It was a rough match, after all, and Rainbow needs quite a bit of healing.
>Plus it causes her to stop the subtle tugging at the ropes that she had hoped Treehugger wouldn't notice.
>The last crystals placed are two pointy white clusters, one in the pit of each leg, straddling the vibrant tail stubbornly protecting Rainbow's modesty.
>"Now Dash, release the tension. Drop your legs. Good."
>Treehugger adds some wood to the fire before continuing.
>"Unclench your jaw."
>Rainbows entire face slacks as she begins to really relax.
>"Just focus on releasing all of those muscles. I'm going to go get the next step ready."
>And with that, the viridian vixen puts on some soft music and leaves the room.
>While Rainbow Dash slowly sinks into the soft down of her plush prison, Treehugger sets a kettle on the stove and procures some of her favorite socks from her room.
>Snugly dressed, she peeks her head in on Dash, and then returns to the kitchen.
>Once the tea is ready, she places it on a tray with two cups and silently glides back into the room.
>Rainbow Dash, it seems, has finally uncoiled all of those muscles.
>Her eyes are closed, a small smile graces her muzzle and her tail flicks to and fro with the music.
>Nodding to herself, Treehugger moves behind the bed and carefully clambers over the headboard.
>"Hey Dashie, I see you're finally learning to chill."
>"Mhmm."
>"Isn't it nice to just let go?"
>"Hmmm."
>"I'm gonna slide in up here. You just do you, okay?"
>Rainbow just nods, only half paying attention.
>Gingerly, hippypone slides in behind and under the pillows cradling Rainbow Dash's head.
>Leaning over, she gently rubs Rainbow's chest, working her way up to the red stone at her throat and then down to just above the two near her teats.
>Slowly, she repeats this route several times.
>"How's Dashie feeling? Good?"
>"Mmmm."
>"Starting to trust Mama knows what she's doing?"
>"Mhmm."
>"Good." Treehugger coos, leaning back and caressing Rainbow's face.
>Pouring herself a cup of tea, she sips from it appreciatively in between caressing various parts of her cuddly competitor.
>Rainbow simply sinks lower into the comforter.
>With the teapot empty, Rainbow relaxed and Treehugger adequately hydrated, the friend of the forest leans forward a little farther, swooping around Rainbow's teats to touch the crystals near her hips.
>With only the continued contented sighs coming from Rainbow Dash as a prompt, she repeats the motion.
>And again.
>She narrows the path, but Rainbow hardly reacts.
>Emboldened, the green mare smiles and runs her hooves directly across the firm mounds of Dash's petite teats. 
>A happy groan encourages her to continue, which she does with gusto.
>Her hooves wander south eventually, grazing the outside of Rainbow's marehood, which earns a gasp of surprise, before Treehugger rises to her hooves.
>Standing over Rainbow Dash, she trails her breath across her captive's nethers before leading upwards.
>She gently picks up one teat stone with her mouth and sets it aside, returning to the area and dragging her tongue from the empty spot up to the tip of the teat, where she engulfs the nipple with a sloppy kiss.
>Again, she removes the stone guarding the other teat, before slowly spiraling her tongue around the mound.
>Pulling the nipple into her mouth, she gives it a few flicks of her tongue before releasing.
>The scent of fresh rain fills Treehugger's nostrils as she drags her tongue slowly downwards.
>Her own tail begins to lift slightly as her tongue reaches its destination, deftly delving into Dash's dripping folds.
>After an intense first contact, she retreats. Placing little kisses and tiny licks all along the edge of Rainbow's lips. 
>When she finally deigns to run her tongue broadly across them, Rainbow instantly winks.
>Smiling devilishly as her prey squeaks and shudders, she slowly repeats the process.
>And again.
>Moving faster this time, she reaches the bottom just in time to catch the fleshy nub with her lips.
>Slowly working the edges with her lips, Treehugger begins to dance her tongue against Rainbow's captured clit.
>Rainbow convulses at the stimulation, and the hippy pony smiles as she hears a few stones clatter to the floor.
>A long whinnying moan escapes from Rainbow before she collapses, shuddering, into the sheets -involuntarily pulling herself out of her captors kiss.
>Treehugger dives back in, eliciting a yelp from the prone pegasus.
>"P-please! I can't yet! Not...not so soon!"
>"That's okay Dashie." the viridian vixen assures her, looking back. "Why don't you help Mama out then, okay?"
>With a wink, Treehugger lift her tail fully, slowly lowering her plot just above Rainbow's muzzle.
>Dash breathes deeply, the scent of leaves and the forest washing over her.
>She nervously looks back at Treehugger, who smiles and nods in encouragement, before she cautiously reaches her tongue out.
>On contact the happy hippy arches her back, driving herself down against Dash's tongue.
>Slowly Rainbow begins to explore a little, teasing the folds at first then sliding between them to taste the pot.
>This only encourages her lover to grind down against her, coating her muzzle and tongue in nectar thick with a musk of lavender and honey.
>When the floral flanks lift up once more, Dash swallows in deep gulps of air before eyeing the dripping marehood above her.
>Touching her tongue to her lips, she decides that it wasn't altogether unpleasant.
>Which is good, because as soon as her breathing normalizes, the soft plot is dropped right back onto her face.
>"Oooh that's right, Dashie. Help Mama relax." a voice calls out.
>Something bumps her lower lip, and Dash moves her tongue to investigate.
>When Treehugger winks again, Rainbow's eyes bolt open in surprise and understanding.
>With determination, she attacks the location with her tongue, diving into the surrounding flesh and digging for her elusive prize.
>"OH, that's it Dashie! Yes!"
>Spurred on, she refuses to relent, trying to catch the winking clit like Mama did with hers.
>"I'm- I'm gonna cum Dashie!" the horny hippy exclaims.  "Stick that tongue out and open for Mama!"
>Dash obeys, and Treehugger grinds against her tongue until she winks, the stimulation pushing her over the edge of bliss.
>Dropping down to nearly smother Dash, she releases a thick stream of marecum into her helpless hostage's waiting mouth.
>"Drink up, Dashie. Take your medicine, don't miss a drop." the mare instructs, rubbing a hoof over Rainbow's cutie mark.
>Once content with her tongue bath, Dash's new age nemesis turns around and nuzzles her victim affectionately.
>Taking a napkin from the tea set, she cleans Rainbow's face, making sure to affirm how good of a pony Rainbow is.
>With her companion cleaned up (sort of), Treehugger pulls the covers over the two of them, lying down ontop of her Dashie.
>Content that her cuddletoy is secure beneath her, she turns around and releases Rainbow's rear hooves from their bindings.
>Dash instinctively pulls them in as Treehugger returns to place a gentle kiss on Dash's forehead before releasing her forehooves.
>Completely freed, Rainbow curls into a fetal position.
>"Aw, now come here. You were great."
>"I-I guess I was. Of-of course I was!"
>The hippy pony wraps an arm around the proud pegasus, assuming the big spoon position.
>"Let's just take a nap, you must be exhausted."
>"Yeah, that actually sounds pretty great." she agrees, snuggling in as the little spoon.
>"Mama's door is always open when Dashie needs to unwind, okay?"
>"Okay...Mama."

FIN