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// Xenophilia by ArguingPizza 
// Story: Magic of Love: A Twidance Prompt Collab 
// by ArguingPizza 
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by ArguingPizza
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It had been as easy as taking candy from a baby.

As she strode proudly through the halls of the Crystal Spire, surrounded on all sides by a half dozen of her fearsome Alate Guard, Chrysalis couldn’t help but marvel at how simple it had been to overcome the Crystal Empire. The guards, both Equestrian Royal Guards and the supposedly indomitable Crystal Knights, had been swept aside with minimal difficulty. The Crystal Heart, regarded as a near-equal to the Elements of Harmony, remained indifferent as her Changelings swarmed the city. The Crystal ponies themselves offered no resistance, apparently having resigned themselves en masse to her rule.

The fools hadn’t even bothered to station guards to protect their rulers. She thought it strange for a moment, but attributed it to the general cowardice of the pony soldiers in general. No doubt the bulk of them were at that very moment either hiding or fleeing with their tails tucked between their legs.  The image of it all was delicious, and Chrysalis had hardly stopped cackling long enough to direct her subjects. 

The only negative in sight was the gnawing feeling of hunger that shadowed her constantly, but that had been with her for months, perhaps years. The Changelings were starving, and the time had come to act or face extinction. The Crystal Empire, a nation founded on and fueled by all the wonderful flavors or love between ponies, was the perfect target. A proposed assault on Canterlot was dismissed as being, in the Queen’s own words, “Bucking stupid. Celestia moves the sun, she’d burn us like ants under a magnifying glass. Not to mention her crazy sister.”

After completely reworking the invasion plan, the Hive had rolled over the Crystal Empire like a wave, barely slowing in the process. Chrysalis laughed again as one of her guards smashed open the heavy quartz doors that were the final barricade before the Princess’ room itself. A single set of double doors were all that stood between her and Princesses Cadence and Twilight. Finally, her Changelings would find the love they needed.

“Mwuahahaha!” Chrysalis cackled as she lit her horn and shattered the doors. High on the rush of victory, she burst into the chambers, the dust parting around her to reveal—

“Oh my, it would seem the villainous Chrysalis has found us at last.” 

Princesses Cadence and Twilight, clad in the scantiest lingerie Chrysalis had ever seen. The two Princesses were spread on their sides across the bed suggestively, their crossed hind legs turned to the perfect angle to ensnare the unwary. Their legs were covered with pink and black striped socks that went all the way up. Cadence’s mane was tossed over her withers enticingly, and Twilight’s mane was tied up in a ponytail that gave the impression of a naughty librarian. Both of them wore matching tail wraps that were just short enough to preserve the barest hints of decency. 

But more than that, both of the rulers of the Crystal Empire were giving Chrysalis the most smoldering come-hither looks she had seen in her entire life.

“I-uh…bwug,” she sputtered, momentarily unable to comprehend what she was seeing. Her sense of victory was warring against the sexy, and it was not faring well. Her brain, always full of intricate plots and plans within plans, was scrambled.

“Oh no, whatever shall we do?” Twilight lamented, leaning back as she did so to reveal more of her stomach, stopping just short of exposing herself to Chrysalis’ hungry gaze. 

Cadence, equally mournful, raised a hoof to her forehead dramatically. “There is nothing to do, my love. We are completely at her mercy.” Cadence lowered her hoof slightly to peer at Chrysalis and lick her lips. “Totally helpless to resist whatever improper intentions she might have.”

Cadence and Twilight paused their sorrowful display to glance at Chrysalis, and to give her a chance to respond. Unfortunately for them, the Changeling Queen was at a total loss, her mental cogs having ground to a complete halt. If one could see inside her mind’s eye, they would find only a bright blue screen with a small, flashing question mark in the upper left corner. The Alate Guards beside her fared even worse, having been chosen more for their physical skills than any intelligence they may or may not have had. 

As the minutes dragged on and Chrysalis stood in place trying to rally her cognitions, Cadence and Twilight quickly grew impatient. It did not take long for them to grow annoyed, and to take it upon themselves to resolve the situation. 

The two Princesses hopped up from their bed and crossed the distance between themselves and the Changelings, the latter’s eyes never for a moment leaving them. With a sigh, Twilight levitated the Queen’s guards out of the room and into the hallway before hastily repairing the destroyed barrier to a pristine state. 

Cadence, meanwhile, took it upon herself to bring Chrysalis back to reality. Using a trick she had developed and perfected during her courtship of Twilight that involved some elaborate tongue-play and a victim’s unguarded ear, she managed to shock the Queen into a state somewhat resembling understanding.

“W-what is happening?” Chrysalis asked, her tone that of absolute confusion, like a pony who had just been informed (by Princess Celestia herself) that the sun was actually just an ice cream cone painted yellow and hung in the sky by a string. 

Cadence and Twilight looked at her, then each other, and shared a conspiratorial giggle. As one, they took up positions on each side of her to form a Chrysalis sandwich, and began to guide her to the bed. 

“We’ve known about your little invasion for a while,” Twilight said. She could be commended for managing to avoid sounding smug. 

Chrysalis swung her head around to look at the younger Princess dead-on, but her brief bout of panic was diffused by Cadence’s giggles.

“Don’t look so shocked. Between Twilight’s skills with scrying spells and Luna’s thestral guards, pretty much nothing major can sneak up on us.” To Chrysalis, that only raised further questions.

“But, the invasion…” she trailed off, unsure if it was all an elaborate trap to defeat her or if the world was truly so nonsensical. 

Twilight shrugged. “We’ve been prepared for weeks. We let most of the guards take a vacation and told the rest to take the day off whenever you attacked.” 

Chrysalis blinked. That would certainly explain the abundance of picnic baskets and packed luggage that the guards had been toting. She had just assumed their armory was as ridiculous as their uniforms. Come to think of it, it struck Chrysalis how odd it was to see the guards wearing such little armor and so many Haywaiian shirts.

“As for the rest of the ponies, we just told them today was National Hide and Seek Day,” Twilight rolled her eyes, unable to keep a smile off her face. “I don’t think we’ll be seeing Pinkie Pie again for a couple of weeks, and I didn’t even tell her about it.”

When the trio reached the edge of the bed, Cadence lit her horn and engulfed Chrysalis in her magic. For a split second her well-honed reflexes kicked in and she nearly attacked the Princess, but Twilight was quick in casting a counterspell to cancel her magic. Before she could prepare to retaliate again, she was deposited softly in the center of the enormous, soft bed. 

“As for you,” Cadence purred as she and Twilight slinked up the bed to surround her, “We heard the Changelings were starving, and that they feed on love. Not to brag, but as the Princess of Love, I happen to be an expert on the matter. In all regards.” As she spoke, Cadence gently began to nip at Chrysalis’ ear. 

Twilight shot her wife a burning gaze so intense it caused Chrysalis to blush furiously, despite not being the intended target. “That’s for sure.” After a heated moment as the two mares stared into each other, Cadence not stopping her increasingly effective teasing of Chrysalis’ ear, Twilight turned her attention back to the Changeling. 

“We decided that, since Changelings feed on love, we could share some of ours with you. Between Cadence and I we have more than enough to feed your entire hive for more than a year.” Twilight’s words were joined by one of her stocking-clad hooves trailing along Chrysalis’ stomach. They soft, silky material send tingles up (and down) her body. 

“That just leaves the matter of the collection,” Cadence whispered into her now very sensitive ear. The way the Princess drew out the word ignited a fire in Chrysalis’ chest, as well as other places. “We checked the old Canterlot Archives, and discovered that in the ancient days, this,” as if reading Cadence’s mind, one of Twilight’s wings reached down perilously Chrysalis’ body, “was the most effective method of transfer.”

Twilight gave her wife a bemused look. “Well, that, and the fact that Cadence has been wanting to experiment a bit. She’s got a wild side, that one.”

Cadence stuck out her tongue childishly at Twilight, but quickly turned the look smoldering and offered a wink towards Chrysalis, never once retracting her tongue. 

Then, together, the two pony Princesses of the Crystal Empire and the Queen of the Changelings began their furious, passionate, sweaty quest to save her species.





Hours later, Princesses Twilight and Cadence were snuggled under their covers together looking up at the ceiling. Beside them, Chrysalis lay passed out on her back, the covers tucked in snugly around her as she enjoyed an exhausted sleep. She had amassed enough love energy to feed her subjects for well over a year, even better than Twilight’s most optimistic projections. She was, in a word, stuffed. Had Cadence heard that word, she would have agreed enthusiastically, as well most likely adding an exaggerated eyebrow roll and some obscene gestures.

“Amateur,” Cadence rolled her eyes as she toyed with a lock of Twilight’s mane. Their sweat-matted fur rubbed against each other, providing a comforting background sensation as they basked in the pleasant after-glow.

“Be nice,” Twilight chided lightly, her head pressed against Cadence’s chest, “When we first started I couldn't keep up with you either, even with my endurance spells.”

“Well, you were a unicorn at the time. Not to mention, you still can’t.”

Twilight lifted her head to look up at her wife in amusement. “Is that a challenge?” 

Cadence gave her a predatory grin. “Is it ever.”