Please, note: this story is "AI translated" from russian language.
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Queen Chrysalis deemed her latest plan to be impeccable. No longer would she resign herself to the slow and meager amounts of love she got from reconnaissance, infiltrations, and abductions; no, to acquire love—vast quantities of love—she needed to masquerade as something universally adored and rather inconspicuous, like perhaps a lollipop?
Unwilling to entrust her meticulously crafted scheme to mere underlings, the Queen took it upon herself to execute it. After all, who better than she to rigorously inspect, assess, and execute her blueprint to ensure its flawlessness, before then letting her inept minions follow in her wake?
Enacting her plan proved to be a trifling matter; fluttering into a Canterlot confectionery store while shapeshifted into a nocturnal moth just before dawn, and with her movements dispersing the few stray spiders in her path, Chrysalis hovered down to a lollipop display. She circled it a few times, scrutinizing it carefully... and then, amid the sugary treats on sticks, appeared one more.
Soon enough, the shop was opened, and the first patrons arrived. The Queen patiently awaited the individual who would deign themselves to be enticed by her, all the while studying her surroundings, her position, and the limitations there of. There was, after all, a vast difference between being a formidable Changeling Queen and a confection on a stick.
Her vision was spherical, limited in range but able to see all around her. She could hear and otherwise perceive the passing ponies as clusters of magical energy, varying in structure and density. However, she was still quite irked by her immobility. To make even the slightest movement, Chrysalis would have to completely shed her disguise and revert to another living form.
Ponies came and went. Occasionally, colts and fillies would grab lollipops, but each time they missed the increasingly bored and rather annoyed Queen. And then, as if sent from the heavens itself, the very Sun appeared at the entrance!
‘Your M-m-motherbug!’ The Queen mentally shrieked in a state of fear and dread. This unexpected turn of events did not fit within her plans or any of her contingencies in the least. When had it ever been seen that the ruler of an entire nation would personally peruse through random stores? That's what servants were for.
“Ah, greetings, Your Majesty!” Came a voice from the cashier. “May I assist you with your shopping?”
“Hello, Lime Meadow, pleased to see you again. Thank you, but I'll just browse and gather what I need.”
The pony radiating the magic of the sun retreated deeper into the store, and the Queen mentally exhaled in relief. Well, it seemed as though the Princess would simply amass a heap of bananas, mangoes, and éclairs, pay for them, and be on her way. Truly, nothing was more dangerous than insecticide at that point.
As for the Queen herself, she would simply seize the opportune moment to discreetly vanish from the display. Her plan had unraveled, and lingering on the stand until nightfall would serve no purpose.
And then the Sun approached once more, accompanied by the noises of a laden shopping cart. Chrysalis found her confectionary form involuntarily melting, bathed in the emanation of benevolence, love, and warmth radiating from the princess.
“Eggs, milk, flour, bananas, croissants. I'll pay with bonuses, yes, very well. And I'll take one lollipop as well.”
‘This is the most disastrous thing to occur to any of my plans!’ Chrysalis thought in horror, observing above her an immense alabaster muzzle, its unfathomably dark nostrils flaring inquisitively, engulfed her in hot, intermittent breaths.
“This one, perhaps.”
A golden magical aura gently lifted the panicking Queen from her perch.
“Thank you, Your Majesty, your purchases will be delivered to the palace within the hour.”
“Much appreciated, Lime. Your service is as exemplary as ever.”
And so Chrysalis, now entirely at the mercy of Equestria's ruler, was brought out onto the streets—a possibility for which her plan had no contingency.
‘What now?’ Pondered the Queen, levitated alongside the Princess as she sauntered past various shops. Her scheme for love theft was verging on terrible consequences, which, in turn, could result in some problematic damages to her exoskeleton. Celestia joyously exchanged pleasantries with passing ponies and clearly had no inkling of her dubious acquisition.
Soon, the alicorn stopped upon one of the city's high bridges. Although Chrysalis could hardly see beyond Celestia's muzzle in her current form, she was well aware that the bridge offered a sublime view. After savoring the pastoral vista of the early morning, Celestia once again turned her attention to the lollipop and delicately unwrapped it.
Chrysalis first caught sight of, and then felt something pink gingerly making contact with her moist exterior. ‘Just great! Now I'll be slobbered on as well. How revolting!’
“Hmm, what an intriguing flavor...”
The Queen was about to fully declare the plan as a failure, change her appearance and take off in a strategic retreat, but then the emboldened rough tongue gently stroked all over the rounded body of Chrysalis, forcing her to moan inwardly with pleasure.
‘I would never have imagined that I would be licke-e-ed... oh, so much love,’ Chrysalis mewled, beginning to literally melt from the touch of such a hot tongue.
Soft lips gently wrapped around her, dragging her into a hot velvet embrace. This entire situation was complicated by the queen's inability to determine the true status of her predicament. Was it demeaning to the Queen? Undoubtedly. But for a Changeling, there was an abundance of love there. More than she could’ve ever imagined coming out of this plan. Chrysalis basked in all of it, utterly content.
But was it possible to be both profoundly humiliated and overjoyed at the same time? For an overloaded insectoid mind, this dilemma was extraordinarily challenging to solve.
‘Fine, stick to the plan. First, I'll fill up on love, and then we'll see,’ The wise Queen decided. She maintained her melting lollipop form solely through her years of discipline and sheer willpower. And the next wave of love emanating from Celestia—well, it completely deprived Chrysalis of the ability and desire to think about anything. At that point, she could only feel.
Sensing light and a fresh breeze, Chrysalis knew that she had been removed from Celestia's mouth, making her mentally sigh in relief.
A sudden, forceful jolt caught the Queen off guard, taking her a moment to realize that Celestia had leapt from the bridge. Soaring over the city, the Alicorn soon gently landed upon the tower's balcony where she typically enjoyed breakfast with Luna. The Princess of the Night was already engrossed in the morning newspaper, though she hadn't touched her food as she awaited her sister's arrival.
“Hello, ‘Tia, what delayed you?” Luna inquired, setting aside her reading.
“Ah, Lulu! I discovered a most intriguing lollipop and brought it for us to sample! Observe.”
The two ponies stood before each other, examining the confection between them that was barely maintaining its form and composure.
“Quite exquisite. It resembles a gooseberry, but larger, darker, and with more sinuous stripes.”
“I noticed it for that very reason. Imagine, amidst a collection of apple-shaped lollipops from the Apple family, spotting this charming little 'watermelon'. Moreover, it has a flavor of seaweed and something... elusive. Would you care to try it, Lulu?”
The warm tongues of the Alicorns vigorously slid over the lollipop floating in a cloud of telekinesis, gently caressing it from all sides. Closing their eyes, almost resting their noses against each other, Celestia and Luna enjoyed a sensual game, now and then touching their tongues and hearing the other’s heated breaths.
Chrysalis was overwhelmed with love. She was overwhelmed with delight. She was swimming in a boundless ocean of happiness. She was no longer able to restrain herself...
A sharp flash of magic blinded the Alicorns for a moment. There was a crash.
Seating herself, Celestia shook her head.
“Did you know about this?” Luna glanced at the Changeling Queen sprawled on the floor.
“Of course, Lulu. I detected her presence as soon as I entered the shop. It appears our combined efforts have rendered Chrysalis blissfully stupefied.”
“I see,” Luna mused, sweeping her eyes over the involuntary victim with scanning spells. “She's perfectly fine; she just needs help ridding herself of the excess love nectar.”
Removing the apples from atop a large tray, Celestia held down Chrysalis's legs, wings, horn, and tail, while Luna carefully extracted dense clumps of brightly shimmering green nectar from the holes within the Queen’s legs and transferred them onto the tray.
“A conversation with a very contented queen awaits us,” Celestia spoke, levitating Chrysalis up and settling her onto on an empty loveseat.
“In that case, let us raise our glasses to fruitful dialogue!” Luna saluted with her cup.
“And you know, I've long been curious about the taste of changeling nectar—particularly if, according to legend, it's comprised of concentrated love. Will you join me, Lulu?”
With her telekinesis, Celestia lifted a piece of bread and a teaspoon.
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Original rus-story - "Chrysalick".