Twilight Sparkle’s sole student had been a fool to even think about facing a changeling queen, let alone one supported by the rest of their innumerable swarm. The pony’s plan doomed from the start, as the long shadows of the ancient dark stone throne rendered all magic mute bar their own within their desolate domain. This in combination with the constantly shifting tunnels of their unnavigable fortress of a hive meant that Starlight was set to wander aimlessly until a patrol ran into and captured the powerless unicorn who had stupidly trespassed on their territory.

The mare had ultimately been brave but stupid, as this single moronic move had been more than enough to seal her fate as fodder for the intimidating insectoid monarch. The equine eliminated long before she even became a threat for the sinister shapeshifter’s sovereign, as a pair of snarling drones was more than sufficient to restrain the impotent interloper before she could get far in her poorly thought-out rescue mission. From there it had only taken a couple of confidant swallows to give the mewling mare an intimate royal audience, though as expected the pathetic pony had rapidly melted under the pressure of such an honour.

The short stay in the shapeshifter’s stomach was too much for the irritating equine to handle, and though she had made vocal complaints against her churning captivity, it had done nothing to stop the absolute ruler from eradicating her from exitance. Starlight’s whining words falling on deaf ears, and soon enough the scared sounds were replaced by the growling gurgles of marinating meat dissolving within its better’s body. Chrysalis making a snide remark about not being able to hear Starlight’s redundant opinions over the glorping sounds of her digestive system gearing up to digest its distressed dinner, which only earned a more panicked pace to her meal’s worried wriggling.

The protests of her unwilling occupant amounting to nothing though, and soon enough the mare was relegated to a chunky stew of ex-equine stewing in Chrysalis’s bloated belly, just like any other frightened food that was unceremoniously cast into her accommodating gastric system. The overlord’s organ making short work of the bothersome bitch, and before long Starlight was little more a bubbling broth of simmering biomass well on its way to being converted into more agreeable calories. Chrysalis not even batting an eye as she gave the unwilling unicorn a tour of the royal plumbing, as the pacified pony percolated through her pedigree piping without issue on her way to an important appointment as fat padding the slinky sovereign’s chitinous caboose.

Chrysalis periodically stroking her paunchy belly as she felt the curled-up shape within her lose all definition, and after several hours nothing remained of the upstart by a malleable muffin top of partially processed pony puree. The pudgy protuberance lacking any real distinguishing features, as what remained of Starlight was just the next brewing bowel movement that would be graved with the privilege of being pushed out of the queen’s prestigious ponut. The reconstituted remains of the pulped prisoner soon a familiar pressure against the pucker, so with a sadistic smirk Chrysalis rose from the throne she had been lounging on, as she knew just who to grace with her next excreting edict. For her will to be made real though she needed to go on a short walk, and with her normal regal poise the changeling confidently made the twisting trip necessary to reach her dank dungeon. The winding journey rather uneventful bar the subdued sloshes of her swaying stomach, as each step caused the contents of her bloated belly to shift, and soon enough she was at the desired doorway which she opened without even a knock to assert her undeniable dominance over all she had divine right over.

“I have a friend here who wants to see you, and though she was rather incessant at first, I doubt she has anything of value to say now,” said Chrysalis coldly, as maintained her commanding tone, even if she wanted to give a cruel cackle at the thought of the torturous torment she was about to unleash. The queen staring intently at the purple princess in her possession, expecting a cowering reaction to her intrusion that the emotional parasite could succulently savour. To her disappointment though the tantalizing trance Twilight was under remained strong, leaving the once-powerful princess of friendship just a jibbering ball of deluded meat to be leached of its love at Chrysalis’s leisure.

It was sad really, as Chrysalis was confident, she would partake in the pony right now and she wouldn’t even struggle, as no fight was left in the female, who the changeling’s magic had long since eroded every sense of self from within the enthralled equine now at her mercy. The educated equine’s empirical mind now mush, resulting in the once eloquent mare mumbling out a meaningless string of slurred murmurs, as she responded to any stimuli with a stupefied smile and confused arousal. The queen expecting better from Equestria’s finest, as it became increasingly clear that her initial loss at Canterlot had been a fluke, and a second roll of the dice was all it had taken to remind these upstart ponies of their proper place in the food chain.

Even so, the queen had somewhat hoped the sight of her shitting out Starlight might have snapped Twilight out of her stupor, so that the changeling could relish every confused emotion that rose off the mare like saliva-inducing steam. Unfortunately, even with a custom urn for the unmade usurper, the mare was too far gone to respond to Chrysalis’s actions with anything more than blushes and flustered cooing. The added flair of cutie-mark emblazed sarcophagus that the drones had cobbled together during digestion disappointingly doing nothing to stir a response, leaving Chrysalis to mull the sensation of corroded bones and ruined fur slowly slithering over her spread sphincter as a scatty sludge.

Chrysalis thoroughly entertained as she dumped the dissenter, regardless of the reactions of her effectively comatose audience, as the texture of the turds tickled the erogenous exit pleasantly as each loamy log of greasy poop was passed. The flow of fresh fertilizer coiling into the prepared container without issue, leaving the queen sweating as she drained the dirty dung clogging her colon with only a few effeminate purrs of pleasure. The act of domination her duty, as she ruled through strength, but it didn’t mean she couldn’t take a perverse recreation in performing her expected faculties. Starlight sliding out as smoothly as she entered, but even so, the weight of waste made the effort a bit of an endeavour, as the queen casually disposed of the dissident. A few bassy farts mixed in, as Chrysalis naturally bled her bowels of her meal's last stale breath with a few calculated clenches. The queen seeing no need to pinch off the moist manure, as she allowed Starlight’s steaming remains to leave as a single crackling sausage of scat.

The whole affair rather easy, as apart from a shattered skull the ajar anus barely had to strain to disgorge the metabolized mass of mulched mare meat. Twilight watching blankly, even as the Queen’s obsidian shell gained a rosy hue from the strumming stimuli racing over her spread tailstar. The feeling sure to become a familiar one in the coming days, as Chrysalis had three more tasty creatures left to consume, before Starlight’s sorry squad of wannabe heroes had been properly punished. The thought making Chrysalis’s mouth water, as she would be sure to pay each of them in kind for the audacity of their attempted coup. The changeling pondering her next victim, unsure whether to take that mouthy turquoise unicorn next, or dining on draconequus, as she would rather not taint her tastebuds with the traitorous Thorax just yet. In the end though, their order of departure mattered little, as they would all inevitably take the same peristaltic plunge, so that their repugnant remains would act as a permeant reminder of what will happen to those who thought it wise to cross the queen……


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Starlight's foolhardy attempt to rescue Twilight and the other princesses ended about as well as you would think it would. Leaving Chrysalis just the dirty business of disposing of the dizzy mare who had tried to dipose her...

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