Chrysalis' Revenge

A continuation to https://pastebin.com/ctF6xFqe that was originally posted on Furaffinity.

“Revenge…revenge shall be mine…” Hissed the Queen in her chambers. Having escaped the clutches of the accursed pony kind, being robbed of all the wonderful love she’d consumed and in the process stripped of her voluptuous form, Chrysalis sat upon her throne. Brooding.

She pondered and puzzled and thought and conceived of a plan to get back at that miserable thief, Luna, for stealing her form, and for draining her and leaving her a withered, weakened insect on the floor, cowering beneath the titanic form of the great moon butt.

“Oh but how? Oh but how?” She said remorsefully. The moon butt was a strong sort. Stronger now than ever, she supposed, with all that love stored within her. The insectoid shuddered as the horrible memory of her and her kin being ejected from the whole of Equestria by an explosion of said ‘love’.

She tapped a finger against her forehead. Cursing to herself for her negligence and arrogance to believe these candy colored ponies to be anything other than a force to be reckoned with. They were swift on hoof and wing. And if they were to become magically impaired, they had no qualms with becoming physically involved with combat; if the hoof imprints on some of her loyal followers weren’t evidence of this fact.

“Bah!” Chrysalis howled and stood from her throne. She stomped down stairs before it in a huff and began muttering incoherently to herself. “Curse these ponies! They’ll drive one to drink!” She stopped there in her tracks. For her pondering, puzzling, thinker had conceived of a plan.

“Oh ho ho ho!” She laughed in that quiet laugh of hers. “Ponies full and fat on love are a threat indeed…but what if said fat were just that? What if that great moon pony were made to drink till she resembled the moon itself?”

***

Darkness surrounded her. But not an unpleasant one. It was warm and comforting; no doubt due to the gargantuan amount of body fat her form bore upon it. It acted like a thick, doughy blanket that shielded her from the elements…but she was still naked in the dark.

A slight discomfort came to her now, like her body was being contorted into an unnatural pose and held there tightly. Yet she still slumbered on. Lost was Luna, Princess of the Night, in the realm of her dreams; a land where endless amounts of rich chocolate cake and pastries fed themselves to her ravenous, bottomless gut.

But then came the disturbance she could not sleep through. Something was roughly shoved into her maw. Her eyes shot open to discover a large black rubber hose, glowing with a sickly green aura, being shoved deeper and deeper into her mouth. She quickly glanced up to where the hose went and saw, after being fed into a larger steel basin, that it lead up to the ceiling above and into darkness.

Her heart thudded in fright.

‘What’s this that disturbs my night?’ She thought as she looked about. But only blackness was to be found. So many thoughts flooded her mind. Where was she? How’d she get here? Who took her? Why? In her tizzy she bumped against something rather firm.

Glancing down she beheld a long table, dotted with food of all variates and portions…but all looking mouthwateringly delicious…from what of it she could see over her mountainous gut and mattress sized breasts. Be that as it may, Luna wanted out of this pickle she now found herself in.

The great and fat equine tried to jerk away from the invasive noodle, but found herself chained in place; her arms were held be shackles above her and she stood on her wobbling and feeble legs. She tried to use her magic to free herself from this odd prison, but found herself quite unable to do so! Her magic felt as if it had a vice on it. Choking it down deep inside her. This was doubly troubling, as without magic to give her a little bit of aid in keeping herself upright, all the weight of her body was now on her poor little legs.

Little as in pitiable, not little as in lithe. They were quite large indeed. Cartwheel sized at the smallest. She grunted in frustration and saw a green light coming into view.

It grew closer and closer until the owner of said light stepped from the darkness and into full view of the Princess. She narrowed her eyes in anger.

‘Chrysalis!’ She spat in rage, through it came out garbled thanks to the orally invasive pipe, thus sounding more like ‘Hhmthhmisss!’ To which the Changeling Queen laughed as she sided up against the titanic horse and gave the blue belly a pinch.

“My, my Luna. You appear to be in quite a predicament. All bound up, your magic stunted and completely at my disposal. Ho ho!” Laughed Chrysalis. “Forgive me if I find this more exciting than I perhaps should. But I…I just can’t help but be entertained by the idea of what I’m about to do to you!” She stepped away, being followed by a harsh glare by Luna, and her twisted, gnarled horn began to glow again.

A whirring sound began to sound through the prison, and soon enough Luna began to feel a sweet, creamy substance flow from the nozzle and into her awaiting mouth. And though she tried to hold off the oncoming load, she couldn’t help but begin swallowing it down. In mighty gulps too!

“I figured we’d start you off in a…reversed meal.” Said Chrysalis. “Starting with a desert food that’s quite…thickening. Can’t have you moving around too much can we?” And she was quite right. Her body began to balloon outwards from the sudden inrush of whatever calorie rich cream that was being funneled down her throat. Belly sagging further and further, making it harder and harder for the poor Princess to stay upright on her own, and it soon was flowing over the edge of the table! One could be assured that it was by only the chains above, and the fact that her hindquarters were growing to resemble an ocean of lard, that she was able to maintain balance at all!

Yet she still had no choice but to gulp all of it down. Swallow after swallow, her form grew rounder and rounder! Belly, billowing. Tits, titanic. And posterior preposterously pounded!

While Luna was fighting the inevitability of her becoming more like the satellite she was banished to, Chrysalis took to sampling the food before her. Each and every item was practically overflowing with flavor.

‘Much like how the ponies’ ‘Best Princess’ will be…oh but much larger than she knows.’ The Queen looked her victim over again, sort of admiring how neatly her plan was coming along. The way Luna was appearing more and more spherical, and the way her fat flowed off her body.

She stood up and slipped away into the dark to contact her observations of Luna’s weight gaining process from a more covert and desirable location. On the aft side of the nightly alicorn.

***

Time passed. Not a particularly long time, but time none the less. And in that time the load Luna’s legs had to carry grew seemingly exponentially. She was quite tired now, and longed to sit and relax her aching hooves. As well as her aching jaws. She had at one point tried letting the goo simply pump into her gullet, but she found that only by continuing the rhythmic act of swallowing would it go down at a steady pace. But what did keeping pace matter when the food source seemed to be endless?

So now she understood a secondary part of Chrysalis’ revenge. This wasn’t just about turning the Princess into a fat, immobile blob unable to aid her ponies. No, the Queen had directly positioned Luna so that as she fattened up, she would be forced to feel her enlarging girth and not receive rest. And oh, sweet Celestia did she feel it.

For now each of her hindquarter cheeks, wobbling and rippling from but the slightest of movements, were as massive as her belly had been at the start of this…plumping endeavor; the canyon of her bare ass seemed to swallow the Princess’ tail. And one would be confused where her legs ended and rear began, for the doughy tail-end was so great that it consumed them!

Another matter of her thickness were her breasts, which, while not nearly as big as her hind, were massive in their own right. Why, they’d grown even larger than the average Equestrian citizen! And of course they weren’t going to stop any time soon…

But, when it came to growth, nothing compared to just how massive in such a short time her gut had grown. Massive it was, being the part of Luna’s body in the closest contact with the belly after all. It spilled out onto the table like overturned jelly, as though it wished to add fiber to this diet of sweet cream.

However, there was nothing for the belly to knock over now. For it’d been stripped clean of all food thanks to ravenous Chrysalis. It occurred then to Luna that she’d not seen the villainous insect in some time. She’d slipped into the shadows and not returned. And for a moment the Princess felt a twinge of hope creep into her mind. Perhaps now she could try fighting against these chains, for she determined that they, or at least the shackles around her wrists, were what were strangling her magical abilities.

With all her might she pulled down on them. Even throwing her weight into the equation! Yet those chains held firm. Like they were taunting her with their resilience. But the moon butt was not deterred! This was her opportunity to escape further humiliation! And she would not-

‘SMACK!’

Luna yelped around the hose as a mighty slap to her mountain of an ass. Then, from the corner of her eye, came a fairly plump Chrysalis. She was waggling a finger at Luna, and shaking her head.

“Oh no, no, no Luna.” Cooed the Queen, as she took a mighty bite out of a drumstick. Chrissy plopped her thick self down heavily in the chair; it groaned under her weight, for the Queen had adopted a figure not unlike the one Luna had had before. Her top’s fibers had been stretched far beyond their breaking point, and now made a spider web of torn fabric across her full chest.

“You’d end the fun prematurely if you broke free, no wouldn’t you? Not that this hasn’t been fun to watch thus far! Ho ho ho!” With that, the Queen ripped off and swallowed a massive hunk of meat. And with the added fat that came with it, came the splitting point for her top and bottom. Their fabrics tore apart with a shriek and fell as ribbons to her sides, leaving the Chrysalis sitting naked and massive before her captive.

She ran her fingers over herself, relishing the thick form she bore and digging into her thickness. The Queen gave a little sigh of contentment and pleasure. Yes, this was a form most desired. In her self-exploration, she noticed Luna’s harsh eyes upon her.

“Ah! Such wonderful softness. And all the more enjoyable with my hooves relaxed. Oh don’t give me that look. You’ll receive your rest before long. Just keep on gulping down…worst thing that’ll happen is being stranded here…with me…”

***

Chrysalis was right. It took about an hour more of standing and being fed before at last the weight was too great for Luna to take. And when she could stand it no more, the chain came apart too.

The titan of a pony fell with a thump against the floor. Bloated and rather miserable from the vial vermin’s revenge. Alas! Her plumping did not cease. The hose continued to force the, well she figured it might as well just be lard for what it has done to her form, cream into her.

The torturer in question had consumed enough food to become thick as she’d been before she’d received Luna’s scorn with the weight swapping spell…maybe even thicker judging from the enormity of her street clearing gut!

“Oh what’s that look? Surprise? Oh ho ho!” Laughed Chrysalis as she downed a whole cake in one greedy and gluttonous go, and finished it with a belch. “Did you really think I’d let it end here? Oh my Luna, I thought you’d think me more intelligent. I’ve learned my lesson about letting my guard down.”

The Queen stood up against Luna and poked her gut, causing it to ripple and roll like a stone cast into a pond.

“I assure you…you’ll only be allowed to stop becoming a mountain, once that’s what you are.” Luna watch as her captor’s smile grew wide and toothy. And as she turned away Luna made an attempt to swipe at the hose, but her heavy and thick arms simply wouldn’t allow it. Nor would they permit her to get those accursed shackles off of her.

What did happen however was that Chrysalis got a bit of a show. As all the motion pressed and smooshed the Princess’ tits together, making them appear twice as large as they actually were. As well as all her fat rolls crashing down like cascading waves in the ocean.

But the Queen didn’t stop or bring attention to the fact she was watching. No, she watched as the blue and black alicorn fussed and fought a losing battle. Yes, her gut grew and grew, becoming more and more like the ideal form Chrysalis desired her to be.

As Luna grew frantic with her behavior she slowly became away that it was rather quiet now. And when she paused in her frantic attempts to free herself, realized the whirring sounds of the feeder had stopped.

Then the hose slithered out her maw, trailing with saliva and leaving a bit of the thick cream on Luna’s lips. It was only then that she beheld truly what she’d become. Forget the moon. She was her own tiny planet of blue and black fur!

Laughing a loud cackle, Chrysalis came from the shadows once more to stand alongside the Princess and pressed her backside against her.

“Oh my! Quite the comfy pillow you make Hun. So nice and soft and….big.” The Queen gazed up into Luna’s eyes. “And big is exactly how you shall be.” This sentence was punctuated by the Queen booping Luna on her snout.

Luna recoiled from the touch and snarled at the Queen. But this only seemed to make her laugh uproiously. So much so that, rather than slap her tire sized thighs, she instead slapped her gargantuan booty.

“Ho ho ho! What a day, what a glorious day indeed!” She said.

“And what do thou receive in return for restraining us with this girth?” Spat Luna in an angry, yet worried tone.

But the Queen didn’t answer. She just looked back with a toothy grin.