Lyra cantered as briskly as she could to try and catch up to her marefriend, who was stomping far ahead of her, snorting like a fighting bull as she made a beeline for the Palace of Friendship. Bon Bon had been relentless when Lyra came clear about her drunken night with Princess Twilight and Queen Chrysalis and, after punishing her marefriend – in quite a kinky manner, now that Lyra could think back about it – she went charging off to chew out Ponyville’s royal couple, too. After untying herself, thank Celestia for being double jointed nearly all over, Lyra ran off to intercept her lover, knowing first hoof what Bon Bon was capable of when she was on the rampage. She knew Twilight and Chrysalis would, no doubt, be able to defend themselves, if needs be, but she didn’t want anypony getting hurt in the crossfire.
Finally, a few hundred yards outside Twilight’s palace, she caught up to the fuming candy maker and tried to reason with her.
“Bon Bon, I’m sorry. I really, truly am.” Bon Bon merely snorted at this apology, not once looking away from her destination. “I told them I could get home on my own, but they insisted I stayed.”
“Oh, I don’t doubt you, sweetie,” Bon Bon all but sneered, although it was clear in her voice she was no longer directing her anger at Lyra. “But I’ve punished you now, so now I need to knock Twilight and Chrysalis’ stupid royal heads together so they’ll never take advantage of you like that again.”
Lyra felt a little flattered that Bon Bon loved her so much as to prize her as highly as she did, but she also felt a small chill traverse her spine at the thought of how far Bon Bon would go to assert her ownership over her marefriend.
“Just… try not to commit an act of treason, OK, sugar lump?” She pleaded.
“No promises,” Bon Bon smirked as she thumped a hoof on the heavy crystal door loudly. A loud kerfuffle could be heard high up in the canopy of the crystalline tree, emanating from, where the two mares guessed was, Twilight and Chrysalis’ bedroom. After an irritably long wait, the door slowly creaked open. But the creature opening the door was what stopped Lyra and Bon Bon entering the palace.
The creature stood on two legs, which ended in pony like hooves, but the rest of its body wasn’t at all like a pony in any way. It stood bolt upright, and had a very well defined pair of hips above its legs. Its torso was long and slender, with a rather well toned abdomen and two large round lumps on its chest. Instead of hooves on its forearms, the creatures wrists seemed to end in five slender claw like thingies. And its face was quite flat, with little to no muzzle worth noticing. A few features about this being, however, were quite recognisable; the gnarled horn on her forehead, the translucent green hair and the gossamer wings on her back. Lyra’s jaw dropped at the sight of creature, and a long trail of drool slowly drooped from her lower jaw, landing on the palace step with a plop.
“Oh. Good afternoon Lyra, Bon Bon,” the creature welcomed her guests in a friendly, eerily familiar, voice. “What can I help you with?” Bon Bon stuttered, working her mouth like a fish, but failing to create any comprehendible words. It was Lyra who found her tongue first.
“Ch-Chr-Chrysalis?” She stammered, noisily slurping up another trail of slobber as she looked up at the transformed changeling. The queen simply smiled and nodded.
“Twilight’s upstairs. Come, follow me.” She opened the door to allow the ponies into the palace. Hesitantly, the pair walked through the doorway, and the changeling anthro closed the door behind them before slowly leading them up the spiral staircase at the back of the grand hall.
When they reached the bedroom door, Chrysalis gave a knock on the door. The sound of a fumbling pony could be heard on the other side, making the two pony mares blush.
“Are you decent enough, Twily?” Chrysalis teased, and she could practically hear her workerfriend rolling her eyes at the retort.
“It’s OK, Chryssy, come in,” Twilight called, and the anthromorphic changeling opened the door, allowing the ponies in before her.
The two mares noticed Twilight sitting up in her bed, the bed covers pulled up tightly over her breast. Her mane was a little tangled, clearly given a hurried, half attempted brush. Her face was a little flushed, and she seemed to be panting a little, offering an awkward smile to the, still stunned, ponies before her. The smell of sweat and jasmine filled the air, and the two ponies were quick to notice the scented candle on the bedside table, clearly an effort to mask the sweat. But if the smell didn’t hint at what was going on before their arrival, the small damp puddle on the bed covers was definitely a traitorous sign.
“Hello Lyra, Bon Bon,” the princess greeted them, with an almost guilty smile. “How may I help you today?”
“Well, um… I, uh. That is. I…” Bon Bon mentally bucked herself for being unable to form a comprehendible sentence, despite her current circumstances.
“What did you do to Queen Chrysalis?” Lyra blurted out, making Bon Bon splutter at the outburst. Twilight turned her focus to the minty unicorn with a beaming smile.
“Oh! That’s right. I totally forgot why I even made that spell in the first place,” Twilight blushed as she caught sight of Chryalis waving at her suggestively, moving only her fingers – as they had learned to call them – at her behind Lyra and Bon Bon’s backs out the corner of the eye. “Remember when I told you I’d been to a parallel world inhabited by humans?” Lyra’s ears stood to attention at this question, her eyes threatening to bulge out of their sockets.
“You… you mean you weren’t just teasing me‽” The mint green unicorn’s eyes lit up like a Hearth’s Warming Tree as she zipped over to Chrysalis and started checking her up and down with hungry eyes. “Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh! This is so amazing! Is this what a human really looks like?”
Twilight rubbed the back of her head sheepishly as Chrysalis gave her a look that said “Seriously? What’s up with this chick?”
“Well, kinda yes, and kinda no,” she explained. “The top half is anatomically correct, minus the horn and wings, but humans don’t have hooves. Funny thing, really. The first time Chryssy and I attepted the transformation spell, we stopped halfway through, because it hurt her a little. Ever since then, we… just never went with the full transformation.” Twilight blushed as she decided to omit the full reason as to why they never went full human. In truth, Twilight quite preferred the half human, half changeling hybrid anyway. Suddenly, Twilight felt herself being hit like a missile had socked her in the stomach as Lyra lunged forth at her, pinning her down on the bed, pressing her muzzle close into her own.
“Twilight, you have to teach me that spell!” Lyra’s eyes twinkled eagerly as her inner filly stole complete and utter control of her body, unabated. Bon Bon rolled her eyes, while Chrysalis and Twilight just giggled.
“Of course, Lyra.” Twilight gave a squee at the musician’s eagerness to learn the new spell. Lyra glanced over her shoulder at Bon Bon, gining her a half lidded, bedroom stare.
“Just think of all the things we could do with human bodies, Bon Bon,” she purred, causing her marefriend to let out a huff. Chrysalis smirked at the display and cupped a hand over Bon Bon’s withers, slowly leading her toward the bed.
“How about Twily and I give you girls a little sample of what’s to come?” She offered in a sultry tone. Bon Bon gasped indignantly, and was about to protest until she was cut off but a long, slender digit rubbing her in a very intimate place.
“Wh-what do you th-think you-‘rrre doing‽” Bon Bon tried to wriggle away from Chrysalis’ advances, but the anthro queen pushed deeper, holding the Earth pony snugly under her arm as she felt her up along her curves. She suddered and tried her best to supress a few moans at the alien sensations.
She heard somepony else moaning and was horrified to find Lyra sat next to Twilight with the Alicorn licking her horn slowly and sensually and, though she was loathe to admit it, seemingly getting more of a reaction from her minty lover than Bon Bon ever did whenever she did that to the musician. To make it worse, one of Lyra’s forehooves was between her thighs, making small rotations under the bedspread.
“Holy horseapples, that’s hot, Bon Bon,” Lyra slurred, her eyes glazing over as Twilight serviced her horn. Bon Bon was ready to raise her voice before a jolt of pleasure coursed through her, sending an electrifying tingle up her spine as Chrysalis’ fingers struck a very sensitive nerve clump. The Earth pony gave a weak squeak and her knees slackened, allowing the human queen to scoop her up in her arms and carry her to the bed. Bon Bon’s eyes rolled back in her skull as she submitted herself to Chrysalis’ will. Maybe having a kinky, human crazed marefriend could have its plus points, she thought to herself, before losing her mind to the misty veil of pleasure.