A bit of a backfire (SFW)

Contains mild VORE (OH GOD) and lots of cheese.

>"They're- They're going to rescue me."
>Her smile is more of a snarl than anything, but it's a genuine smile just the same
>Well
>An indicator of pleasure, at least
>"You know it to be a lie, Anonymous."
>"They have to!"
>You could hear the desperation in your own voice
>A week in this fucking cave
>No light
>No food
>Only disgusting, cloudy water to drink
>"You know you're lying, Anonymous. I just enjoy you struggling to come to terms with it."
>"They have to. They HAVE to."
>"Anonymous, they think you're dead. Besides, rebuilding from my little adventure is occupying all of their time. You're stuck here. With me."
>You resist the urge to start crying
>Your mental state isn't exactly stable right now, but you have to try
>You're not going to give her the satisfaction
>"They'll come for me."
>She just smiles
>"They're my friends! They have to!"
>She laughs
>"Friends? Anonymous."
>Her voice is full of mock concern
>It seems to echo off the sides of your skull, each syllable pounding pain into your brain
>You- You're not well, you're not- Not thinking straight, but-
>Maybe the water?
>Yeah
>The water
>There was something in the water!
>THE FUCKING WATER!
>You shake your head, desperately trying to snap out of it
>You'd been getting those little panic attacks ever since you came here
>"Are you still deluding yourself with that nonsense? To them, you're not a friend anymore, you're a martyr. The one who gave his life to stop my invasion."
>You stare at her
>Your eyes still hurt from the light
>They're probably bloodshot
>"...You're right, aren't you?"
>You didn't think it was possible, but her grin gets wider
>"Well. It's nice to see that you've accepted reality. Although..."
>She takes a step towards you
>"What happens next might be a bit harder to swallow."
>Her mouth opens
>Those fucking teeth
>The stuff of nightmares
>"You see, you really were a Martyr, weren't you? Your immunity to magic did totally ruin my invasion."
>"Which, of course, is why you're alive."
>Fuck
>Things are about to get even worse, aren't they?
>"As you are no doubt aware, a Changeling with magic immunity would be an invaluable asset to the hive. You understand this, correct?"
>"Yeah. So what are ya gonna do, fuck me?"
>You just barely had enough bravado to make that joke
>She even laughs at it
>"Oh, heavens, no. Besides, your offspring wouldn't be true Changelings. They might retain other human characteristics. Like your ability for independent thought. Now, I can't have that."
>You really don't like where this is going
>"No, Anonymous, I want you. I want you to be a Changeling."
>She keeps taking steps towards you
>You huddle backwards, against the wall
>"Thankfully, I'm a Queen. We have certain biological properties that make my desires possible."
>What was she-
>She licks her lips
>Your heart sinks
>No
>No please
>Anything but that
>"You will be a Changeling for me. Very soon."
>Please
>Please god let Celestia rescue you
>Or Twilight
>Or Luna
>or fucking Discord
>Just-
>You can't be here
>This can't happen to you
>Please
>"Enjoy your stay."
>The monster lunges at you, jaw expanding to ridiculous proportions in an impossibly small amount of time
>You feel the wet flesh encasing your body, pulsating and contracting around your flesh
>You try to scream but no noise comes out
>Before you know it, your face hits some kind of liquid.
>Stomach fluid
>You feel your legs being forced next to you, but you can't see anything
>It's pitch-dark
>Soon you're forced into the fetal position within her
>You can't hear anything
>You can't see anything
>The only sensation is the writhing of the walls of her stomach, and the horrible feeling of that liquid on your flesh
>Pain
>You don't feel pain
>You are pain
>You are agony
>Time loses all meaning
>So does fear, or hope
>The only thing in your mind is pain
>You feel your very flesh being burnt away, constantly
>Agony of the highest degree
>You're fully aware of all of it
>You keep waiting for the switch to flick
>For your brain to turn off, replaced with the hive-mind of a Changeling drone
>For you to mercifully lose consciousness, forever
>To die
>You are pain
>A pain that needs to die
>You can't handle this agony
>Your body loses all form as your mind, cruelly, stays intact
>You have no idea what she's doing to you
>All you know is that it hurts
>It
>Fucking
>Hurts
>Then, very suddenly, it stops.
>You would sigh in relief if you could sigh
>Finally
>You're dead
>If her next invasion is anything like the last one, your friends will soon join you
>Not the ending you wanted to your time in Equestria, maybe, but an ending nonetheless
>An ending to the pain
>An ending to you
>Then you feel again
>Feel touch
>Feel things around your body
>Wet things
>Pulsating things
>Muscles
>Thr- Throat muscles!
>No!
>NO!
>YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD
>YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT ANYMORE YOU CAN'T TAKE IT YOU CAN'T
>Your thoughts are interrupted as you take a breath
>Your first in who knows how long
>There's ground underneath you
>Hard, stone ground
>But it's ground
>And you can feel it
>The sensation of hearing is even more of a shock
>"Stand, Changeling!"
>Chrysalis
>Oh, god
>The ultimate hell
>Staying trapped in your own mind as your new drone body did her bidding
>Killed your friends
>Didn't you suffer enough?
>What did you do to-
>You're not standing up
>You're ignoring her orders
>Maybe you couldn't stand yet?
>But...
>You didn't feel strain on your muscles
>If you even had muscles anymore
>You seemed to be just laying there
>"STAND!"
>...You're still not moving.
>Your eyes slowly open
>No, not your eyes
>Your vision didn't look like this
>It wasn't this clear
>Every single millimeter of the stone standing out at you
>Cracks and crevices and dust and stones, all in front of you, in perfect detail
>"UP, DONE!"
>You're suddenly aware that you know where she is
>Not just a general direction
>The exact location
>Behind you
>About half a meter from your legs
>Her voice is coming from just about one and a half meters up, where her mouth is
>And you can see the rest of her, too
>Your mind constructing where the rest of her body is from prior information about her dimensions
>"STAND! STAND!"
>You place a hand on the ground in front of you
>Your limbs are jet-black
>Covered in chitin
>It doesn't even phase you
>You stand, chitin-covered feet hitting the stone floor
>Your body is heavier
>It has more weight to it, somehow
>You suddenly become aware that you have wings
>A pair of them
>Insect-like, on your back
>You flutter them experimentally
>...You can fly.
>You can feel it in your bones
>"Ah, good, drone. I thought I would have to punish your insubordination. Now, turn to face me."
>You ignore her command
>"Turn."
>You stay, staring at the ceiling
>Your hands clench into fists
>"TURN!"
>You spin to face her, staring at her eyes
>She looks at you uneasily
>"Drone. Who do you serve?"
>You look at her
>And, slowly, a smile spreads across your face
>Somewhere, at least a hundred miles away, there's a plaque commemorating your sacrifice
>Somewhere one of your friends is laying in their bed, trying not to cry
>Somewhere Celestia is cursing herself for not being able to save the one who saved her kingdom
>Somewhere, Luna is waking up from a nightmare, which she quickly realizes is all too real; a world where you died in a horrible invasion that she was powerless to stop
>You can taste every event
>Every action
>Every drop of love being poured out on you right now
>It's... Satisfying
>Not physically so
>As far as you can tell, you don't feed on this to survive
>But you can feed on it
>You can draw power from it
>"ANSWER ME!"
>You just stand there, relishing in the feeling
>You can smell the fear on Chrysalis
>The subtle mixture of sweat and hormones that indicates that she's about to go into a fight-or-flight response
>All of your senses are touching the world around you, augmented to hundreds of times what they were before
>"ANSWER!"
>"Myself, Chrysalis."
>Your voice isn't normal
>It's layered
>As if hundreds of versions of you are talking at once
>Chrysalis' ears fall back on her head
>Her face droops
>Her posture visibly slumps
>"But- That's-"
>"The predictable outcome, Chrysalis."
>You take a step towards her
>"That's not possible! I consumed you! I turned you into the weakest-willed of drones!"
>"No, you didn't."
>You keep advancing
>Now she's the one being backed into a wall
>"Let me guess. You use some kind of ultimate arcane magic to convert drones? Something forbidden, so evil that you're the only creature who would dare to perform it?"
>Her eyes tell you that you have the truth
>"You thought my immunity wouldn't apply. And, of course, if it did, you could just kill me. But no, I was transformed, I was shaped."
>You reach out a hand to touch her face, tilting it upwards
>"Oh, my silly little pony. You saw Twilight teleport me up to your weapons. Was that not magic?"
>"But- But you are-"
>"Immune to magic. Selectively. You see, any spell that would harm me instead has no effect."
>"My- my ma-"
>"Your magic worked on me, but also selectively. I mean..."
>You inhale deeply
>"How could this body possibly be harmful to me? All my senses are augmented, my physical abilities enhanced. You have even granted me flight. And, presumably..."
>You concentrate
>A feeling somewhat like water slowly moves down your body, in a ring
>Soon, you're looking her directly in the eyes
>The spitting image of her
>"Ah, yes."
>Your voice mimics hers exactly
>"Transformation."
>You revert back
>"And..."
>A green light appears in the room
>You smirk
>"Magic, as well? Well, thank you."
>Chrysalis is trying to remain calm, but you can tell that she's slipping
>As she should be
>"It may have been unpleasant, sure, but... Chrysalis, you did no harm to my body. You augmented it."
>A green glow surrounds her body as you lift her into the air in front of you
>"Perfected it, even. In fact, the only thing you tried to harm was my mind, but, as you can see..."
>You flash your razor-sharp teeth at her again
>"That had no effect."
>"You- AAGGGGHHHHH!"
>You can see her horn lit up
>Desperately trying to release herself from you
>"Chrysalis. Do you honestly think that will work?"
>"I- I AM A QUEEN! NO DRONE, NO MATTER HOW POWERFUL-"
>You silence her with a thought
>"Chrysalis, I am not a drone. That much should be obvious."
>You stand erect, back arched slightly, neck tilted to look upwards
>"I am a king."
>She thrashes out, desperately, against your magic
>You make a quiet noise of amusement.
>"Chrysalis, even in a vacuum, with no outside influence, a fight between me and you is a fight between a sandcastle and the mightiest ocean. But, in our current situation..."
>Your eyes close as you take it in
>Love
>Not just an emotional force anymore, but a physical one
>It fuels you, supports you
>Empowers you
>"Chrysalis, I gave my life for them. I performed the ultimate act of friendship. I sacrificed myself for my friends."
>You face her
>"They love me, Chrysalis. They're sad that I am gone -- that they think I am gone -- but they love me."
>You place a hand on her cheek again, rubbing your finger against her dark skin
>"That much love, freely given? Chrysalis... Oh, I do not wish to be arrogant, but I do believe that Celestia herself would crumble to pieces before me right now if I wished. All the most vile monsters in Tartarus, crumbled to dust. Even if Tirek were to drain all other magical beings alive now, how could he stand to me? I am immune to all magic that would harm me, and, well, my physical well-being is secure, I can tell you that."
>You lick your lips as she struggles to get out of your grip
>"My foolish little pony. You've created something so far above you that I can barely recognize your existence."
>You move your head next to hers
>Your lips inches from her ears
>Your voice is the barest whisper
>"And you know the worst part?"
>You can feel her trembling in your hand
>"I won't use it for evil. I won't take over Equestria. I won't follow in your disgusting, vile footsteps."
>You push her head forward as you yourself move back, pressing your forehead against hers
>"You created me. And you sicken me. Don't you see what you are?"
>You stare at her for a moment
>"You're a parasite that preys on the most pure of emotions, an animal. A bug."
>"I have no time for bugs."
>You drop her onto the floor, where she lies, shaking
>"I'm going to go and see my friends."
>"They- They can't accept you in thi-"
>"Can it."
>She is silenced again
>"Chrysalis, really. You are such a pathetic, vile creature. You cannot, not even for a moment, truly comprehend the power of what you feed on. You think love is limited by physical form? Do you think that my friends, those who love me, would cease that love just because I look different? No, Chrysalis. I will be accepted back a hero."
>She stares at the ground
>"I hope..."
>You bite your lip
>"I do hope that you can see through that one day, Chrysalis. That you may come to realize the true power of what you use for simple food."
>Her eyes are locked on the floor
>"Do not return to Equestria. If you do, your efforts shall be met with extreme force."
>She nods, sadly, still looking at the ground
>You feel contempt looking at her
>But there's something else...
>Pity
>"Unless, of course, you come peacefully. Friendship... It may be yours too. Maybe then you can redeem yourself."
>You shake your head
>"But for now, you are a disgusting perversion of nature, a pestilence on the surface of this land. You will not spread that pestilence to Equestria. Because if you do..."
>You take a step backwards
>"I will be waiting."
>You teleport away with a mighty crack of thunder