> Filled With Love
>  by MassDriver
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> Living and Loving Large
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Chrysalis lifted the sheaf of papers off the dining room table and flipped through it. Every page was untouched, despite Celestia's promise to have it done days ago. Chrysalis released a rueful sigh, blowing her shiny green locks away from her face. 

Unfortunately, Celestia chose precisely that moment to enter the dining room. Seeing her wife holding that document and sighing told her everything she needed to know.

"I'm sorry, Chryssi," she said, bowing her head. "It's been a long week, and I just can't look at another form right now."

"No, no," said Chrysalis. She set the papers down and walked over to Celestia, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I wasn't gonna bug you about it, Celly, I just..." She paused, and decided to change the subject. "So what's making it a long week, sweetie?"

Celestia put her hand on top of Chrysalis'. "Just a girl who's making some... bad choices. I'm trying to help her, but..." she trailed off.

"Say no more," said Chrysalis, with an impish smile. "I know what it's like to be a bad girl in high school. Well, if anyone can get through to her... it's you."

"I hope so."

"And even if she does turn out like me," said Chrysalis, pulling her wife into an embrace, "maybe she'll end up married to a beautiful..." she pecked Celestia on the cheek, "...brilliant..." another kiss, "... and kind woman like you."

Celestia laughed. "If I were that good," she said, "I wouldn't be dragging my heels on this..." she pulled away from the embrace, and sat down at the table. "I owe you an explanation, Chryssi."

Chrysalis almost protested. But the truth was, she really did want an explanation. Celestia wanted a child as much as Chrysalis did - or, at least, Celestia said she did -  but the donor form had sat untouched for almost a full month.

"I know it's ridiculous, Chryssi," said Celestia, "but I don't just want a baby. I want your baby. I want a little bit of you inside me."

Chysalis chuckled. "That's sweet," she said, "But if I were getting you pregnant... it wouldn't just be a little bit of me inside you. You know I'd fill you up good."

Celestia laughed. "If only," she said, and sighed. "I'll get started on the form, okay? I'll do it tonight." Chrysalis nodded, and Celestia stood from her chair. "Let me just grab something from the car, then I'll get dinner started and then... I promise. I'll work on it." She backed out the door to the dining room, blowing a kiss to Chrysalis.

Chrysalis smiled. She trusted her wife to keep her word, and besides... her reason for delaying was pretty flattering. It would be pretty great if Chrysalis could impregnate her. Having a cock and breeding Celestia's sweet pink pussy... blowing her load and filling her wife up with warm, potent love... that sounded like fun. But some things would just have to remain fantasies.

She wandered over to the bedroom, and stopped short when she saw something unfamiliar sitting on the bed. It was a perfectly square package, its surface black and shimmering, tied up with green string... Chrysalis couldn't help but notice that the package's color scheme closely resembled her own body. There was no tag, but it had to be for her, right? Celestia must have left it here.

She pulled the string, and the box simply fell open, unfolding itself in a way that briefly made it seem... alive? If not alive, then at least organic in some way. Inside, there was a small black crown topped with blue-green jewels. Its shape was strange, but Chrysalis found it oddly appealing. She reached out, and as her fingers brushed it, a pleasurable tingle went through her.

At that moment, she noticed the letter that was leaning up against the crown. She picked it up, took a seat on the bed, and read. 

Dear Chrysalis,

Imagine my surprise when I learned that you were married to Princess Principal Celestia! If we ever meet in person, you'll have to tell me how THAT happened. 

Nonetheless, you are a Queen, just like me. And if something makes you happy, then you deserve to have it. This crown will help you make the most of your relationship. Don't be afraid - this power belongs to you, and learning to use it will be well worth your time.

Your friend from beyond the mirror,
Queen Chrysalis

P.S. This crown will draw strength from the love in your life... so if you and Celestia really love each other, it might have a little bit of kick to it!

Chrysalis squinted in confusion at the letter. It didn't make any sense to her, but it was supposedly from someone else named Chrysalis... someone whose handwriting was exactly like her own. It was as though she was receiving a gift from herself... and somehow, that idea made sense to her, even though she couldn't explain why. She lifted the crown, feeling the tingle in both hands, and set it on her head.

Warmth crept down from the top of her head, filling Chrysalis' body down to her bones. The heat gathered in her pussy, and her fingers crept into her pants. She panted, not understanding how she could be so horny all of a sudden. She'd been feeling a little frisky after her conversation with Celestia, but now her pussy was on fire, demanding to be touched. Desperate to release the tension, she slipped her other hand underneath her bra and stroked her breast. Her skin felt... strange. The texture was different, firmer.

I'm changing, Chrysalis thought to herself, but it felt so good that she didn't want it to stop. Her clothes felt tight, her teeth were growing longer, and there was pressure in her upper back, as if something was trying to grow out of her. But none of it was painful; the more she changed, the better her body felt, as if her potential for pleasure was growing. As if she was becoming a different creature, a being who thrived on love and lust.

Her body jerked, and a nub of sensitive flesh bulged under her hand. The heat in her pussy moved upwards, into the new appendage, and Chrysalis moved her hand over it, feeling its shape. It was growing fast, pushing against the fly of her jeans -and within seconds it burst out, ripping the fabric with its explosive expansion. Chrysalis cried out as the sensitive nub grew into a thick pillar of flesh. Now that it was in the open air, Chrysalis looked down at this... thing that was growing out of her.

It was a penis, there could be no question of that. A bright green dick, the same bright green of her irises. It was already the biggest cock she'd seen in her life - it was long and thick in a way that put pornstars to shame. God, was it a foot long? If it wasn't, it would be soon. But the shape... the head was flat and flared, and there was a ring of flesh halfway down its length. Chrysalis had seen this shape before somewhere - it was a horse cock.

And it felt incredible to have a cock. It was electrified with sensation, and she grasped it with both hands, moving her fingers up and down the smooth skin. Below the base of the shaft, she felt a dangling sack and two fat orbs, big as baseballs and growing larger every second. "I've got nuts," Chrysalis whispered. "Big fat nuts full of cum."

Chrysalis wished she had enough hands to caress every part of her growing body. Her boobs were straining against her bra, her expanding ass was tearing open what was left of her pants... but her cock and balls were demanding all of her attention. She squirmed on the bed as her clothes ripped loudly around her body, falling away in shreds. She was nude and still growing, her tits hanging heavier on her chest and her ass spreading over the surface of the bed. She threw her head back and saw the ceiling approaching as her body grew taller. Her cock inched upward, growing near to her chin, and her slim legs grew outward, stretching across the room.

The bed collapsed underneath her, and her ass plopped down onto her nuts, now bigger than basketballs. Her growing hips began to push the furniture aside as her butt spread wider and wider. Her crown bumped the ceiling, and Chrysalis felt her head push its way through. Like growing through her clothes, it wasn't painful; her changing body felt invulnerable, full of strength that she didn't fully understand. Chrysalis' head and shoulders plowed through the roof of their one-story house, emerging into the slightly chill air of early evening. Her tits followed shortly after, knocking aside a huge section of the roof. Her slim torso slid through the hole her shoulders had made, but her enormous jet-black ass crashed through the roof behind her, her wide hips and bulbous cheeks effortlessly demolishing the tiles overhead.

Chrysalis stood, bringing herself to her full height of two stories. Her cock-head was at the level of her mouth now, and she leaned forward to lick it, sending a shudder of pleasure through the fat, meaty shaft. She was no longer getting taller, but parts of her still hadn't stopped growing: her tits filled out with more and more soft flesh, staying firm and perky in spite of their increasingly absurd size. Her ass was growing bigger and wider, ballooning out behind her. Her cock still crept upwards, and her churning nuts grew fatter in her tight ballsack, already hanging down to her ankles.

Chrysalis looked out over the countryside. Having a home so far from the city was inconvenient at times, but she was grateful for it now. Even the nearest neighbor was a long way down the road, so she had as much privacy as a two-story-tall woman could reasonably expect. Looking down, she could see Celestia standing in the driveway below her, small but beautiful like a pale-skinned doll. She seemed frightened, and Chrysalis reached down to comfort her - but Celestia jerked backwards as Chrysalis' giant fingers extended in her direction. 

Celestia recognized that the giantess who had burst through the roof of her home was the woman she had married, but so much had changed in addition to her size. Chrysalis' face was longer, protruding out in a short muzzle. Her teeth were long and pointed, and a crooked horn projected from her forehead. Shining, translucent wings fanned out behind her body, flitting intermittently as if testing the air. And that cock, wider and much taller than Celestia's own body, twitching with arousal as its owner caressed it. It was Chrysalis, but... what had she become?

"Celestia!" shouted Chrysalis, "It's me! I don't understand what's happening, but... just look at me! I'm huge and I've got a cock and I feel beautiful and... Oh Celly, I wish I could share this feeling with you!"

The crown on her head glowed, and a pulse of green light passed between her and Celestia. Celestia flinched again, but she didn't move away as the light touched her. Her tensed body relaxed as warmth filled her body, and she smiled as the warmth began to change her. 

Her bust ballooned outward, popping the buttons off her cream-colored blazer as they outgrew their enclosure. Her pants tore at the seams as her ass filled out, and her sleeves and pant legs became tighter as lean, powerful muscle began to develop along her limbs. Feeling new strength and confidence, she tore at her clothes, widening the tears that her growing body had made, and threw them in a ruined pile at her feet. Her gorgeous white wings, now freed from her shirt, flapped proudly in the evening air. Her body was wrapped in toned muscle and brimming with devious curves, her breasts and hips bouncing with the slightest movement.

A long, spiraling horn grew from her forehead, and her hair began to shimmer more brightly. A tail, flowing with the same multi-hued hair, grew from above her prodigious bottom, and she felt her face growing, changing into the same sort of muzzle that Chyrsalis had grown. She pressed her fingers to her lips and found them to be wonderfully thick and full. And with her body so thoroughly altered, a new feeling arose in her mind - a regal feeling, as if she had just claimed a noble birthright. She felt the power in her body and the magic in her horn, and although it was unfamiliar, she knew - beyond any doubt - that it belonged to her.

And there was something else that belonged to her. It was the beautiful titan who stood before her. Her wife, whose towering body she no longer feared. Whose cock no longer seemed intimidating, but instead... delectable. She had wished to be bred by Chrysalis, to be made pregnant by her love... and now that love was churning inside her wife's enormous ballsack, just waiting to rush through that thick shaft and fill Celestia like nothing had ever filled her before.

"Chryssi, my dear," said Celestia, "You are beautiful beyond words, and your cock is a temptation I cannot hope to resist. Would you lower it so that I can suck it?"

Chrysalis stepped out from inside the house, lifting her legs carefully - but her balls, now hanging all the way to the ground, smashed through the facade as she stepped onto the driveway. Centering her balls below her, she sat her butt on top of them, finding them fat and firm enough to support her weight.  With one hand, she forced her erect cock down to the ground, placing it level with Celestia. "A blowjob sounds amazing, Celly," said Chrysalis, "But I'm not sure you're up to the task."

Celestia stared into the enormous flared head of her wife's cock and smacked her fat, cherry-red lips. "Oh, I might surprise you," she said, as her horn began to glow. She didn't understand magic the way her pony counterpart did, but pure desire fueled the spell she cast on her body, and the effect was exactly what she had hoped for. She leaned forward, pressing her lips onto the very tip of Chrysalis' bright green dick, and her mouth began to widen. Then her whole head widened, stretching as if it was made of hollow rubber. 

Chrysalis threw her head back and moaned as her lover's moist lips embraced her cock, warming the tip and inching further and further down. Celestia's body stretched over her cock like a living condom, swallowing the massive green meatpole in her expanding body. Inch by inch, Celestia took Chrysalis' cock down to the hilt, until her lips kissed the bottom of Chrysalis' belly and the top of her gigantic ballsack. 

Surrounding herself with the golden aura of her magic, Celestia moved her body up and down Chrysalis' cock, making her stretchy body into an enormous cocksleeve that touched every square inch of the giant shaft with warmth and love. Chrysalis, still seated on her own ballsack, rolled her ass back and forth, grinding her ballooned butt against her sloshing nuts. Chrysalis whimpered as the tingle in her cock and balls grew into a tremor of sensation, making her whole body shake. She sunk her fingers into the soft flesh of her bouncing tits, teasing the bright green nipples. Her cock stood upright, taller than the tip of her horn, and Celestia moved herself up and down, up and down, the rhythm of her giant-sized blowjob growing faster and faster until -

Chrysalis groaned, long and loud, the voice from her massive lungs filling the evening air. Her balls twitched, and fluid rushed along the length of her cock, making the underside bulge with the sheer volume of its emission. Her cum burst from the tip, making Celestia's body swell even further. The pale princess' ass ballooned with the inrush of jizz, turning her ass into a bloated reservoir tip. More cum followed close after, rushing out of Chrysalis' rod with firehose force. Glurp, went Chrysalis' cock, as hundreds of gallons of cum surged through it, and Celestia bloated bigger and bigger. Chrysalis' climax went on and on, longer than any she'd ever experienced, her body relentlessly coming into Celestia - and Celestia took it all, swelling so big that she outgrew Chrysalis' two-story-tall body. Chrysalis' balls poured forth an impossible quantity of cum, and she stared upwards in disbelief as Celestia began to overshadow her, each gout of cum making her grow and grow to staggering heights.

Chrysalis' climax ended, and Celestia's mouth popped off of her shaft. Celestia was little more than a balloon full of cum now, her smiling face protruding from the sloshing, bloated mass. She towered  over Chrysalis, almost three times her height. "That was incredible," said Chrysalis. "I can't believe I came so much... Thank you, Celly."

"No need to thank me, Chryssi," said Celestia. "Being filled with your love is thanks enough. I told you this was what I wanted, didn't I?" She giggled. "I suppose I won't get pregnant from this, though..." Her stomach gurgled. "Oh, but something is happening..."

Her churning stomach began to shrink - but the rest of her was growing. All around her bloated belly, her limbs, wings and head were stretching outward, increasing in size as her body digested her wife's massive load of cum. Her tits and ass had been dwarfed into insignificance by the size of her cum-filled belly, but now they reasserted themselves, growing bigger and rounder than before. Her lips filled out further, their cherry color standing out prominently on her face. Her arms and legs rippled with well-defined muscle - not so big as to be unfeminine, but enough to make her a true Amazon, displaying peak physical perfection.

Her belly shrank to almost nothing, becoming a set of toned abdominals to match the strength of her limbs. She stood, drawing herself up to her full six-story height. Her tits were massive, perfectly firm and perky but still hanging down nearly to her belly button, just from their sheer size. Her ass was even bigger, thick and round, protruding lewdly from her backside. Chrysalis stared up at her gorgeous, towering wife, salivating with desire. Chrysalis' cock was still upright, still hard, and the sight of Celestia filled it with renewed eagerness. 

"Oh, my little love bug," cooed Celestia, staring down at her, "You are just precious."

Chrysalis huffed, her pride mildly bruised. "I don't want to be precious," she pouted. "I want to be big. Big enough to fill that tight pussy the way you deserve." Her horn glowed, green light shooting up its crooked length, and her desire weaved a spell that coated her body in shape-shifting magic. She grew all over, and she grinned as her body rose to meet Celestia's face. She ran her hands over her growing body, caressing her ass, her tits, her shaft...everything stayed in proportion, and everything was still wonderfully oversized. Her tits and ass weren't a match for Celestia's and her slim body lacked the muscle definition of her Amazonian bride, but her cock still rose above the crown of her head and her balls still rested on the ground. 

"Looks like we see eye to eye again," said Chrysalis. "I love you, but I couldn't let you be bigger than me."

Celestia smiled and leaned in for a kiss. They bumped muzzles at first, unfamiliar with the new shape of their faces, but they soon figured it out and pressed their lips together. Embracing each other, feeling their soft tits press together, gently stroking the wings on each others' backs. Each one marveled at the beautiful, powerful creature that her wife had become, and delighted in each others' touch.

"You say you don't want me to be bigger than you," said Celestia, "but something tells me you won't turn down an opportunity to fill me up with cum again." She dropped onto her hands on knees, making the ground shake for miles around. She pointed her jiggling ass up at Chrysalis, presenting her dripping pink pussy to her lover. "Fuck me, you beautiful beast," she said. "Breed me. Give me a child, Queen Chrysalis."

Chrysalis dropped to her knees, casually kicking over the last remaining wall of their house as she shifted her legs. With both hands, she lowered her cock and positioned it at the entrance of Celestia's pussy, teasing the wet lips of her wife's cunny. Celestia whined as the head of her wife's cock circled her cunt, flicking at it with each involuntary twitch. "Please," she moaned, "Please, Chryssi, I need to get fucked..."

"Oh," said Chrysalis wickedly, "Well, if you need it..." And she plunged her cock into Celestia, stretching her wide with the monstrous girth of her shaft. With one stroke, she sank herself deep, up to her medial ring. She sank her hands into the pillowy cheeks of Celestia's fat ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh under her fingers. Celestia was whimpering, holding back cries of pleasure as Chrysalis pushed deeper. 

Celestia reached a hand to her stomach and felt the movement of Chysalis' cock through her skin. Under her toned abs, she felt the thick, round shaft distending her belly, creating a semicircular bulge that was creeping further and further up her torso. Chrysalis' cock was huge, and it stretched Celestia's body in a way that was just short of painful. It was far deeper into her body than should have been possible... but that was nothing new. Celestia knew that her body could accept all of her wife's wonderful cock.

Chrysalis pulled back and thrust again, pounding at Celestia's pussy with enough force to topple buildings. The flared head of her cock was more massive and powerful than a battering ram, but Celestia had the body of a titan, strong and sturdy enough to withstand Chrysalis' forceful lovemaking. Chrysalis thrust again, building a rhythm of short, powerful strokes.

The bulge of Chrysalis' cock slid up and down Celestia's torso with each thrust. Even after becoming a living condom for her wife's cock, feeling her body stretch like that was exhilarating - and it gave her an idea. With her elbows, she pressed her tits together, squeezing the soft mounds against the bulge in her torso. Through panting breaths, she grinned. She was going to give her wife's cock a boobjob, while getting fucked in the pussy. 

Each time Chrysalis thrust, Celestia pushed her tits together, embracing the bulge of her wife's thick cock. It took Chrysalis a moment to even realize what Celestia was doing - all she knew was that Celestia's cunt was somehow softer and tighter. She thrust faster, the soft pressure of Celestia's boobjob driving her arousal to greater heights, and she felt her balls begin to tighten as orgasm approached. "Hrnggh," she grunted, "Celly, I'm coming!"

The force of Chrysalis' cumshot could have penetrated concrete. Its volume could have rushed through city streets, a white wave of hot marecum pushing aside cars and impregnating any woman lucky enough to get caught up in it. But Celestia's pussy caught it all, and the feeling of being filled made the muscles of Celestia's cunt pulse with arousal - and then it released its tension, setting off a burst of pleasure that filled her body, spreading from her core to the tips of her extremities.

The next cumshot was just as powerful, hitting the back of Celestia's pussy with intense liquid force, harmonizing with the pulses of Celestia's climax. Celestia felt her stomach rising, filling with the voluminous inrush of Chrysalis' liquid love. The bulge created by Chrysalis' cock was quickly dwarfed by Celestia's ballooning cum-filled belly. Each time Chrysalis' massive balls pushed another load of cum through her twitching cock, Celestia's stomach grew bigger. Soon it touched the ground. Soon after, it lifted Celestia off the ground, supporting her weight with its jiggling roundness. Chrysalis, maintaining her grip on Celestia's bubble butt, had to stand in order to keep her dick inside her wife's pussy. And when her cum-bloated belly became wider and taller than Celestia's body, Chrysalis climbed onto her expanding tummy, the skin rolling and flowing underneath her feet like a waterbed.

Over and over Chrysalis came, bloating her wife's beautiful body with thousands of gallons of thick, sticky love. She lost track of time completely, lost in an orgasm that seemed neverending. The moaning from Celestia's throat told her that her wife was coming right along with her, her body rocked by wave after wave of climax.

In the end, their climaxes passed their peaks and faded into a warm, wonderful afterglow. Chrysalis pulled herself out of Celestia, her massive green cock growing soft for the first time, and crawled across the warm, soft surface of her cum-filled belly to lay beside her wife. She looked out over the countryside - it was hard to be sure, but it looked like she'd given Celestia a ten-story-high belly full of cum.

"So," said Chrysalis, cuddling close to Celestia. "Think this'll be enough to get you pregnant?"

Celestia laughed. "Well if it doesn't take, we can always try again." Held in each other's arms, they drifted off to sleep.
> Epilogue (No Clop)
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"It's beautiful," said Celestia, affixing the crayon drawing to the refrigerator with a small magnet. It wasn't just motherly affection that was making her say that; Silk Shine was growing into quite the little artist. Her drawing accurately captured Celestia's wise, placid smile and Chrysalis' toothy grin. Per their household convention, Chrysalis was labeled "Mom" and Celestia was labeled "Mommy." Both of them were human-sized, and human-shaped - no wings, no horns - and indeed, their daughter had never seen them look any other way. Between them, holding both their hands, was little Silk Shine herself, her multicolored hair the colors of sea foam, her skin just a shade lighter than Chrysalis'. 

"Mommy," said Silk Shine, "Lavender Blossom looked at my picture, an'... she said you can't both be my mommies. She said I have a daddy somewhere, and only one of you is my mommy."

Chrysalis huffed. "You don't have to listen to Lavender Blossom, sweetie."

"But is it true? Which one of you is really my mommy?"

Celestia patted Silk Shine's head. "You're a little young for the whole story..."

"Much too young," chuckled Chrysalis.

"...But I promise you, I'm your real mommy, and she's your real mom."

"Okay," said Silk Shine. As she slowly processed this information, something else occurred to her. "Then can I have a little sister?"

Chrysalis put her arm around Celestia and laid a little kiss on her cheek. "That's not a bad idea," she said. "Leave Silk with Luna, go take a second honeymoon somewhere secluded... bring the crown..."

Celestia rested her head on Chrysalis' shoulder. "Yeah," she said. "That sounds nice."

Silk Shine tilted her head quizzically, then smiled. She didn't quite understand what her mommies were talking about, but it sounded like she was getting a little sister sometime soon.
> Second Honeymoon
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Chrysalis rolled her luggage over the uneven wooden floor of the cabin and let it rest by the bed. The cabin was rustic, but surprisingly well-appointed - the gas stove was new, the bathroom fixtures were shining and clean, and the walls were covered with calming artwork in warm colors. Chrysalis had thought the cabin had been an expensive rental, but now that she saw it, it seemed like a bargain.

"Swanky," said Chrysalis. "You really spoil me, sweetie."

"Only the best for my queen," said Celestia. She came up behind Chrysalis and wrapped her arms around her, pressing her tits against her wife's back. 

Chrysalis leaned her head back, letting her sea-green hair fall over Celestia's shoulders. "Too bad we're gonna wreck it up." She reached out with one leg, hooked the toe of her black leather boot around the leg of a small wicker chair, and kicked it to the floor. A token measure of misconduct was always a fun way to get things started with Celestia, just to remind her that Chrysalis was still the bad girl she'd fallen in love with.

Celestia moved her hands down Chrysalis' curves, feeling where her slim, toned belly gave way to wide hips and a tight, firm butt. "Going to outgrow this cabin already?" she said, her hands lingering on her wife's ass, "Going to break down the walls when this butt gets big and round? Bust through the roof with a big hard cock?"

"Of course," said Chrysalis. She bent at the knee and wriggled down out of Celestia's embrace - and Celestia seized the opportunity to grab her wife's shirt and pull it up and away. Chrysalis turned to face Celestia and backed up towards the bet, idly unhooking her cherry-red brassiere with one hand. She let it fall to the floor, but covered her breasts with one arm in a mock show of modesty. "So you really want us to bust up another building when we get huge?" she asked, smiling deviously. "Shoulda picked a crummier cabin..."

"This place is insured," said Celestia. "Covered for all sorts of damages. Financially speaking we'll be doing the owner a huge favor."

Chrysalis laughed. "You really put some thought into this, huh?" She turned away from Celestia and leaned down to unzip her luggage, wiggling her ass to give Celestia a show. When she came back up, she was holding the slim black crown of the Changeling Queen. With her arm still over her bare tits, she lifted the crown, holding it inches over her head. "Ready to go?" she asked, grinning invitingly.

"I am," said Celestia, "but I wanted to suggest something different this time." She hooked her fingers underneath the rim of the crown and lifted it out of Chrysalis' hand. "Mind if I try this on?"

"Uh... go ahead," said Chrysalis. "Not sure if it'll do anything..."

"Me neither," said Celestia. She set the tiny black crown on her head, and its weight settled onto her shimmering hair. "But it's worth a... a try..." Chrysalis watched Celestia's breasts rise and fall as she took a long, deep breath. As she released the breath, slowly, her hand found its way down to her crotch, where it began to massage Celestia's sex through her sensible tan pants. 

"Feels good?" asked Chrysalis. She slipped her hand underneath Celestia's, feeling a powerful warmth emanating from her womanhood. Something was happening, there could be no doubt of that...

"Oohhh," moaned Celestia, "This was... a really good idea..." Chrysalis looked up at Celestia's face and saw her features shifting, slowly morphing into the beautifully equine shape she remembered. More surprising was another transformation - the crown atop her head was growing wider and more pale, becoming less like the carapace of the Changeling Queen and more like solid gold. Its green gems shrank to nothing, and a jewel, the same calm purple as Celestia's irises, appeared in its center. A gold tiara now rested on her head - and while Chrysalis had never seen Equestria's Princess of the Sun, she was certain that this was her crown.

And the crown began to rise, as Celestia's head grew taller. Chrysalis felt the soft flesh of Celestia's growing breasts brush against her nose, and then she watched them rise higher, thew grew, bursting the buttons of her yellow blazer. Soon her tits were looming over Chrysalis' head, still growing, fat nipples stretching the fabric of her shirt. 

And lower down, something else was changing. Chrysalis had kept her hand on Celestia's crotch, following its rise upward, and she was starting to feel some growth. Not just the overall growth that her whole body was going through, but the growth of something new. A bulging mass of thick, firm flesh, pulsing with power. Chrysalis remembered the feeling of growing a cock, and she envied Celestia. Feeling that powerful new appendage growing from nothing, becoming a tool that could fuck her wife, fill her up with cum, impregnate her...

Celestia's body had already begun tearing through her clothes, busting open seams and noisily ripping fabric, and soon her new stallionhood became too large to be contained, even by her loose-fitting slacks. An ivory-white shaft as thick as Chrysalis' arm burst out of Celestia's pants, smacking Chrysalis in the face and smearing a line of precum across her cheek. The air was instantly hotter, damper, filled with the scent of Celestia's musk. Celestia's cock, now free to grow hard and rise higher, thickened until it was wider than Chrysalis' thighs, jutting straight up. With the shaft out of the way, Chrysalis beheld her wife's enormous nutsack, a white pouch that bulged with two massive, heavy balls, each one as big as Chrysalis' head.

Chrysalis leaned her head into the intersection of Celestia's legs and rubbed her cheek against the soft fur of her expanding ballsack, nuzzling the fat spheres, hearing the slosh of cum as her ear brushed against them. Celestia's cock and balls were still growing faster than the rest of her, and Chrysalis stroked her wife's nuts as they grew bigger and bigger, dropping below her knees, still churning as they produced inhuman quantities of cum. It seemed that the one who wore the crown got the cock, and that meant it was Chrysalis' turn to get fucked. All this cum, all this hot, thick liquid love that was brewing in Celestia's nuts - it was all for her.

Celestia's balls reached the floor - which would have been jaw-dropping even on her normal frame. On an eleven-foot-tall giantess - which she now was - a floor-dragging nutsack meant truly titantic balls, big enough for a normal person to curl up inside. Standing astride that nutsack were two long, powerful legs, coated in the delicate white fur of Celestia's equine form. And where those legs ended, there was a breathtaking ass, one even finer than Celestia had had the first time she was transformed. Chrysalis had always loved her wife's butt, but the transformation had changed it to something heavenly. As Chrysalis rounded her wife's body, admiring it like a statue, she reached up and brushed her hand across the cutie mark on the side of her ass. The flesh beneath her soft fur was wonderfully soft, and perfectly firm underneath - it jiggled invitingly when she pushed against it, but despite its size it didn't sag at all. It was flawlessly round and magnificently huge, and once Chrysalis was standing behind her, she couldn't resist sinking her hands into the coft cheeks, massaging them lovingly.

"Darling," said the Princess, "Come out where I can see you. I know there's a lot to see down there, but I want to see my little darling wife..."

"No," said Chrysalis, leaning her face against the cleft of Celestia's ass. "I'm having too much fun down here." Celestia's ass was perfectly at head height for Chrysalis, and it was pillowy-soft, covered in soft, fragrant white fur. It was also big enough that it hid Chrysalis from Celestia's sight as the smaller woman nestled herself into it. 

But Celestia didn't need to see Chrysalis anymore. The crown hadn't just expanded her body, it had expanded her senses, giving her a magical horn that could feel out the world around her. Wither her magic, she reached out and picked up Chrysalis, lifting her body and surrounding her with a bright yellow aura. "Naughty girl, obsessed with my butt," she chided, and then levitated Chrysalis backwards, pinning her against the wall behind her. "I'll give you a world of ass."

She slammed her ass into the wall where Chyrsalis was pinned, surrounding her face and bare torso with the soft, thick cheeks of her butt. "You like that, bad girl?" said Celestia, wiggling her cheeks. "Bet you'd love to stay there..." She ran her hand along the shaft of her cock, her fingers lingering at the medial ring and the flared tip. "But I need something to fuck, babe..."

Her horn glowed brighter, and the crown on her head glowed along with it. A golden ray of magic whipped around her body and shot into Chrysalis, who was still wedged between Celestia's cheeks. Celestia felt her wife growing, pushing apart her asscheeks, so she wiggled her butt, letting the soft flesh roll and jiggle over the growing shape of Chrysalis' body. She could feel Chrysalis' torso growing wider, and she could feel Chrysalis' tits growing even faster than the rest of her. The two mounds on Chrysalis' chest fought back against Celestia's massive cheeks, asserting themselves with just as much firmness and size.

Soon Chrysalis grew large enough that her head was no longer trapped between her wife's asscheeks and her legs could reach the floor. Celestia looked back and saw the face she recognized as Queen Chrysalis, with the equine snout, the crooked black horn, and the fearsome fangs. "Queen Chrysalis," she said, "It seems that I've captured you." 

"Hmph," snorted Chrysalis. "You think you have power over me, Princess?" She struggled a bit, wiggling her beanbag tits against Celestia's asscheeks. Now that Chrysalis was just as big as Celestia, she was certain she could break free - but she wanted to see where Celestia's little roleplay was headed.

"I have the crown, changeling," said Celestia. "I have the cock. I can repay what you did to me all those years ago." She thrust her ass backward, pushing Chrysalis back into the wall of the cabin, making the wood crack. "I can breed you. Make you beg for my seed and then give you the privilege of bearing my foal. Bloat your body with so much cum, until you're nothing but a vessel for my will - and for my heir."

"Pah!" spat Chrysalis. "I will not bow before you. You are a weak ruler, Princess!"

Celestia stepped forward, releasing Chrysalis from her asscheek trap. She turned to Chrysalis, who now stood as tall as her, scraping the ceiling with the tip of her horn. She was almost made speechless by the beauty of her wife's transformed body - the slim but powerful limbs, coated in a firm, shining black. The gossamer wings, idly flicking. And her breasts, perfectly firm, larger in size even than Celestia's own, big enough to hang down to her navel. "Am I weak?" said Celestia, staring sternly at Chrysalis. "If I am weak, then resist me. Look at this body, this heavenly ass and mighty cock, and tell me truthfully that you do not wish to be taken by me. Look me in the eye and say that you do not wish to be taken by me. Penetrated by me. Stretched around my cock and bloated with cum." She put her hand on the tip of her cock, running one finger around the wide flare. She was amazed at the size of her own cock - it was thick like a tree trunk, and every touch made the flesh shudder with delight. "What say you, changeling queen?"

Chrysalis was practically drooling. She loved the fearless side of her beautiful wife. The strength that had made her impossible to ignore, even for a young, brash Chrysalis. When her mouth opened and spoke the words "Please fuck me, Princess," it wasn't simply roleplaying. Both her words and her reverent tone came straight from the heart.

"Of course, my love slave," said Celestia. She twirled her finger. "Turn around, changeling. Since you played with my butt without my permission, I'm going to visit the consequences upon your ass." Obediently, Chrysalis turned around, pointing her big black ass in Celestia's face. Celestia put her hands underneath, stroking the smooth, shiny skin, tasting the curves with her fingertips. Her butt wasn't as big as Celestia's, but Celestia was sure it would have no trouble stretching around her cock.

"Please," said Chrysalis, as the flared head of her wife's shaft began to part her asscheeks, "Show me no mercy, Princess. Show me your strength. Rule over me." She gasped, lost for words, as the tip effortlessly penetrated her ass and went deep, facing no resistance. Their bodies were made for each other - had been magically reformed to be perfect for each other - and so Chrysalis' ass was perfectly tight, perfectly yielding, and the feeling of Celestia's tree-trunk cock inside her was so wonderful, so natural...

And yet, what was happening went far beyond what most people would consider "natural." Celestia's cock looked like it would be a tight fit in a woman three times her size, and so Chrysalis' body had to stretch around it. As it penetrated her deeper, Chrysalis could feel her tummy distending, the skin painlessly stretching over the shape of her wife's shaft. She reached down with one hand and felt the outline of Celestia's flare through her skin, letting her fingers follow it as it slid further up her torso. Once it was all the way in, she could feel it coming almost to her throat, the thick rod deep within her cleavage, touching depths of her body that she never imagined she had. She'd envied Celestia because Celestia had the cock, but now that she was being penetrated - fucked by her wife's long, thick cock - she couldn't imagine anything better. 

Celestia began to thrust, sliding herself in and out of Chrysalis' ass, stretching her body anew with each juddering thrust. Chrysalis was struck by the memory of being in her wife's position, fucking Celestia so deep that her body stretched around Chrysalis' cock, and how Celestia had used her breasts to embrace Chrysalis' shaft. Not be outdone, Chrysalis squeezed her breasts together, doing her best to corral the enormous jiggling globes with her arms. She couldn't get her arms all the way around them - she could barely reach her own nipples -  but she manged to compress the soft flesh around the pistoning shaft inside her, hugging it with her breasts each time it hammered into her chest. Celestia moaned, feeling the pillowy tits embracing her cock, and her cock throbbed with the quickening beat of her heart.

And with each throb of her cock, Celestia felt a surge of growth. Her horn pierced the roof of the cabin, splintering the rafters, and her head followed, busting a widening hole in the ceiling. Her ass expanded through the cabin, shoving aside a chair, then a dresser, then engulfing the bed beneath its growing white mass. And as before, her cock and balls grew quicker than the rest of her, stretching Chrysalis' body around the widening shaft. Her wife's body, made supernaturally stretchy by the magic of the crown, stretched along with the growth of her cock, becoming a living jet-black condom on her enormous white shaft. Once her cock reached ten feet in length, the weight of Chrysalis' body was no longer enough to weigh it down, and it rose up, nestling itself in Celestia's cleavage. As Celestia's shoulders broke through the roof, she watched the tip of her cock - and Chrysalis' throat, stretched around it - rise past the level of her eyes. Celestia wrapped her hands around her shaft, ad was pleased to find that, while Chrysalis' body had lost most of its shape, her enormous breasts were still there, hanging round and firm off her stretched-out torso. 

Celestia grabbed Chrysalis' tits, running her thumbs over the bright green nipples, and used them as handles to lift Chrysalis up and down, using her distended body as a cocksleeve to jerk herself off. Celestia was still growing, and as her climax came closer, she felt her ass busting through the roof, destroying it entirely and leaving nothing of the cabin but the four walls. Her balls, now tightening as they prepared to release their load, were so big that they occupied the entire floor space of the cabin. She sat on them, using her own churning nuts as a beanbag, letting her enormous ass settle onto her fat ballsack.

Celestia grunted, feeling gallons of cum rushing through her shaft - and the feeling was just as intense for Chrysalis, who felt the cum stretching out her body as her wife's shaft bulged inside her. When Celestia's royal load burst from the tip of her cock, Chrysalis felt the hot, thick warmth splash back into her body, bloating it with sloshing liquid. The flow of cum was relentless, almost ceaseless, pouring like a firehose of intense, powerful love. The one thought in Chrysalis' head, as cum ballooned her body, was love, love, love. She knew that her counterpart, the Changeling Queen, subsisted off of love, and as she was filled with her wife's cum, she understood what that was like. Celestia was feeding her, nourishing her, giving her the love she needed to live - and to grow.

Chrysalis felt her body beginning to reassert its shape. She was digesting her wife's cum, turning it into power and size and living, feeling flesh. Her body grew in all directions, her hips and shoulders widening, her arms and legs lengthening, her breasts growing rounder and heavier.

Down below, Celestia's ballsack outgrew the cabin, knocking down its four walls all at once. Chrysalis was nearly back to her normal shape and almost as big as Celestia had become, and the weight of her body bore Celestia's cock down towards the ground. The Princess' orgasm was only just ending, shooting the last few dozen gallons of cum into her wife's ass, and Celestia slumped down, temporarily drained of strength. Chrysalis stayed on her cock just long enough to absorb the last of her liquid love, then pulled herself off her wife's cock, standing up at her full height of some thirty feet.

Chrysalis had never felt more powerful. Celestia's love had always been nourishing, always a source of strength, but never so literally as now. With this much love inside her, there was nothing she couldn't do. And she knew exactly what she wanted to do next. "Fool," she said, looking down at Celestia, still sitting atop her own ballsack. "You thought to punish me by feeding me love? You have made the changeling queen more powerful than ever!" She lifter her foot and placed her heel on Celestia's cleavage. "But I can always grow stronger, pony princess. And you will feed me again. More and more of your love, until none can challenge the power of the Queen."

She pushed with her heel, with just enough force to make Celestia topple backwards off her enormous ballsack, landing on her back amid the island's sparse grass. Her cock stood straight up in the air, and Chrysalis stepped forward to straddle it, hovering her thick round ass over the enormous shaft. She brought her dripping green pussy lips down onto the flared head and lowered herself down, sighing lustfully as she impaled herself deeper and deeper on her wife's shaft. Celestia was  whimpering as Chrysalis' tight, slick pussy surrounded more of her shaft, dripping its juices down her length, sending warm liquid pouring over her belly and her bulging ballsack.

Once again, Celestia's cock went impossibly deep inside Chrysalis, as if her whole body was just a vessel for cock. Once the entire shaft was inside her, Chrysalis lifted her body up and slammed it down onto Celestia. The speed of her thrust and the force of her impact made her gigantic jet-black tits shake - despite their firmness, they bounced with enough force that they smacked Celestia in the face, slapping her with soft, fragrant skin.

With Celestia moaning and writhing helplessly underneath her, Chrysalis brought her ass down over and over again, harder and faster, her boobs slapping against Celestia's face with each downward motion, her pussy pouring its nectar over Celestia's shaft. The island shook with the power of their lovemaking, sending ripples through the bay as it grew more frenzied, more passionate -

And then Celestia came, her rumbling balls shooting a flood of cum into Chrysalis' cunt. Instantly, the changeling queen felt the love feeding her, and she joined her wife in climax, her pussy clenching around the shaft, milking it, drawing the jizz into her body faster. Her belly swelled with cum, bulging and flowing over Celestia's prone body, overtaking Celestia's tits as it grew bigger and bigger. Soon Chrysalis' body began to lose its shape again, swelling out in all directions, her spasming limbs  becoming immobile, bloated nubs on her ballooning body. Gallon after gallon filled her, bloating her just as big as she'd inflated Celestia, so long ago.

In the end, her body was a wobbling black balloon, ten stories tall, stuffed with cum and still speared on Celestia's cock. "I love you," she said, and from far below, she heard Celestia say "I love you," in return.

"So how long did we rent this cabin for?" said Chrysalis. "A week? It didn't take us long to break it."

"Well, I'm still horny," said Celestia. She rolled her hips, and Chrysalis felt her wife's towering cock, still hard, move inside her. "I guess we'll just have to spend the rest of the week like this. Let me know when you're ready to go again."

Chrysalis grinned. "Who said I'm not ready?"
> Epilogue (No Clop)
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"Heliotrope!" called Celestia, waving from the playground's entrance. Little Heliotrope stopped pumping her legs, bringing her swing to a stop, and her moms and older sister came over to meet her. Luna, standing beside the swings, gave Celestia a nod.

"Did you have fun with Auntie Luna?" asked Celestia, bringing Heliotrope into a hug.

"Yeah," said Heliotrope.

"And why wasn't she pushing you on the swing?" asked Celestia, giving Luna a suspicious look.

"Because I'm not a baby," said Heliotrope.

"I tried," said Luna, shrugging. "She wanted to show me how high she could go on her own."

"You get in any fights, Heely?" asked Silk Shine, looking up from her phone. Chrysalis and Luna shared a smile, but Celestia's expression darkened. Silk noticed her mother's displeasure, and said, "What? Weren't you going to ask her that?"

Chrysalis put her arm around Celestia's shoulder. "Your mommy's just worried that Heliotrope is going to end up like me," she said. "You know, the hardened criminal sort. Cheer up, Celly - Heliotrope doesn't start fights. She just finishes them. I'd say that's a good middle ground for our offspring." Unseen to either of her moms, Silk Shine raised an eyebrow. She'd still never gotten a straight answer as to where she came from, biologically speaking, and she was starting to suspect she never would. 

"The playground bullies seem to be leaving her alone lately," said Luna. Chrysalis hummed musically - a tone that Celestia knew meant "I told you so" - and Celestia grumbled. The two of them had discussed Heliotrope's habit of tussling with bullies, away from their children's ears, and Chrysalis had always maintained that they'd leave her alone if she fought back. Celestia was increasingly dismayed to learn that this may in fact be the case.

"Well, anyway," said Celestia, "Thanks for looking after her."

"My pleasure," said Luna. "A lot of the parents assumed she was mine." This wasn't surprising; Heliotrope, with her deep purple complexion and black hair, bore more of a resemblance to Luna than to her pale-skinned sister. "So how did the conference go?"

"It was... briefer than expected," said Celestia. "We were expecting to have to come to Silk Shine's defense, but she had already more or less settled the matter with her teacher before we arrived."

"She's got a way with words," said Chrysalis. "Takes after you, Celly. I think you just have to accept that one of our kids is good, and the other one-" she ruffled Heliotrope's short dark hair, "is pure evil. Just like their mom and mommy." Heliotrope giggled. Her understanding of "evil," at her young age, was that it was an adjective that Chrysalis applied affectionately to her. 

"You are quite a pair," said Luna. "When the two of you met, I didn't foresee that you'd end up a couple, much less speculate as to what your children would be like."

Heliotrope's ears perked up, her mind seized by a question that had never before occurred to her. She rarely gave much thought to what had happened before her birth, but her Auntie Luna had presented her with an intriguing mystery. "Mommy," she said, looking up at Celestia, "How did you and Mom meet?"