It was not every day that a changeling got to sap a sovereign of her strength, and to Chrysalis just a single taste of Cadance’s essence was beyond intoxicating. The anticipation between the initial infiltration and the moment she finally got to ingest the princess of love just adding to the fine flavour of her emotion-rich feast. The patience paying off as the devious dictator bided her time waiting for the perfect opportunity to present itself, and then all it took was a sickly shimmer from her crooked horn to summon the simple spell necessary for her plan to come to glorious fruition.

The sinister spark of sorcery rendering the supposed goddess impotent, paralyzing the princess in an inescapable lull of lethargia, allowing the twisted tyrant to exact her will without any meaningful resistance from the royal. Wriggles and periodic quivers all the princess could muster, as she meekly mumbled against the changeling’s cold grasp with a few frail fidgets. The alicorn powerless against the parasitic predator, leaving Chrysalis to dine at her leisure as all it took was a few condiment swallows to complete her consumptive conquest of the pacified princess.

The hardest part was repressing the urge to retch as she eased the monarch’s muzzle into her gaping gob with a slow, saliva-soaked shunt. Cadance only able to cringe as the coasting chug crawled over her cranium with a powerful peristaltic pulse, enveloping the equines skull in a streamlined slurp. Experience teaching the shapeshifter to tilt a unicorn’s head forward so their awkward horn could lead the way to their digestive doom within her caustic core. The heavenly helping of princess representing a near-infinite love battery to the insatiable insect, which would easily be able to sustain her well into the foreseeable future. A single sizable snack from the emotion-rich equine more than enough to stave off starvation indefinitely, as the sheer amount of raw love the equine was exuding was more than enough to quench the perpetual hunger pangs that grumbled within the gorgeously glossy queen’s spindly shell.

The emaciated appearance of the malnourished monarch driving her ever forward over her quibbling quarry, so she had no qualms in selfishly not sharing this passion marinated mare with her hungry hive. No, she would exert her right as queen to allow her to be the first to feed, as once Canterlot fell there would be plenty of food for her famished followers. Chrysalis just giving in to her urges, as the craving to consume the semi-conscious deity became the sole focus of her ravenous mind. Fine the pink pony princess she was partaking in was a bit larger than her normal fare, but she could manage, as with a sucking slurp her lips slowly slid over her snack’s slender shoulders. The equine’s elegant anatomy posing no obstacle to the peckish invertebrate, as she just ignored the creaking complaints of her rapidly engorging exoskeleton as it expanded to accommodate the alicorn she was guiding into her gullet. Each palpitation pushing the princess a little deeper, allowing the queen to savour each individual shudder from the scared sovereign, who was just coherent enough to understand what was happening to her, leaving a rich tang on the changeling’s tongue.

Regal head, swan-like neck, svelte shoulders, all oozing into the oesophagus with a few coasting chugs from the monarch’s well-practised muscles. The salivating shapeshifter mulling every moment of this pedigree meal, causing pleased purrs to chime out of the changeling as her prestigious prey succulently slithered into the tight threshold of her undulating throat. The stifled features of the princess creating a dull simulacrum in the shapeshifter’s straining shell, as Cadance was steadily replaced by a buxom bulge within the bug’s bloated body. The equine’s expression discernibly through the obsidian chitin, as Chrysalis’s sharp fangs tucked back the princess’s feebly fluttering wings with a prickly prod, neatly bundling the graceful limbs to her back with a commanding click of her teeth. The next gulp bundling the last of Cadance’s forelegs to her lithe barrel, as with a waggling nudge the princess’s trembling hoof tips traced over Chrysalis’s throbbing tonsils. The midpoint of the meal rapidly looming, as Chrysalis caved to the pure passion, she was leaching from her love laced lunchmeat, creating a euphoric inebriating effect within the skeletal scrounger, who at this point was blissfully glowing on cloud nine. The insect’s biology demanding more, and who was she to deny her desires, so with a sadistic smirk on her lips, she leaned in and continued to feast on the most filling female flesh she had ever tasted…

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After biding her time in the shadows, Queen Chrysalis finally found an opportunity for her nefarious plans to play out. The first step of course involves a filling feast, as the passion parasite partook in a certain princess of love, who was sure to fill a gap in the half-starved love leech...

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