random fanfics I made

"Mellow, what on Equestria are you doing?"

I froze, hoof hovering over the last chunk of enchanted stone. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I panted, my body trembling with effort. Queen Chrysalis lay before me, the heavy stone casing crumbling away to reveal her gleaming chitinous form. Her eyes, a piercing shade of green, snapped open, and she recoiled at the sight of me.

"M-Mellow Bun?" she gasped, her voice weak but filled with a mix of shock and anger.

"No time to explain!" I squeaked, my heart racing as I began dragging her out of the castle gardens. The weight of the stone had done a number on her, and she was surprisingly light in my grasp. "We have to go, now!"

Her eyes narrowed, and she tried to resist, but she was too weak. "What is the meaning of this, Mellow?" she demanded, her voice a mere shadow of its usual regal tone.

"Oh, come on, don't play dumb," I teased, trying to keep my voice light despite the seriousness of the situation. "You're welcome, by the way, for saving you from your little petrified nap." I gave her a cheeky wink, hoping to lighten the mood.

Silence followed my words as I trotted swiftly through the moonlit streets of Canterlot, her body slung over my back. She felt strangely light, almost like she was made of hollow shells instead of the usual solid, powerful presence she exuded. I couldn't help but feel a bit smug at the thought that I had the upper hand, even if it was just for a moment. The night air was cool against my fur, carrying whispers of distant conversations and the occasional laughter from the taverns we passed. The cobblestone streets were slick with dew, making our escape that much quieter.

Finally, we reached the safety of my small, cozy cottage on the outskirts of town. I kicked the door open with my hind leg, the wooden frame groaning with the sudden force. The warm, candlelit interior was a stark contrast to the chilly night outside. I carefully set her on the plush, velvet-covered bed, watching as she struggled to get up. Her legs wobbled, and she ended up collapsing onto the soft pillows with a huff.

"Why?" she rasped, her eyes narrowing into slits. "Why would you save a villain like me?"

I chuckled nervously, adjusting the bow tie around my neck. "Well, because, you know, I've always had a soft spot for the misunderstood types." I paused, trying to find the right words. "And, uh, I think you're hot. Like, really hot. In a... metaphorical way, of course."

Chrysalis stared at me, her expression unreadable for a long moment. Then, something strange happened. A faint pink tint crept up her neck, spreading to her cheeks. She looked away, and I could see the beginnings of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "You truly believe that?" she murmured, her voice filled with a hint of disbelief.

"I mean, come on," I said, trying to play it cool despite the racing of my heart. "Look at you, you're like... like a queen bee or something. You've got that whole 'I could rule the world if I wanted to' vibe going on. It's pretty hot." I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth. Flirting was never my strong suit, but something about the situation had turned my brain to mush.

Her smile grew, the corners of her eyes crinkling. "A queen bee, huh?" she said, amusement in her voice. "And what does a lowly earth pony like you know about royalty?"

"Oh, more than you'd think," I replied with a cheeky grin. "I've been sneaking into this castle for months now, bringing friendship and joy to everyone. Even when they don't know it's me." I leaned in closer, whispering conspiratorially. "I could have stolen the royal crown by now, but I'd never do that. I'm more of a... behind-the-scenes kind of guy."

Chrysalis chuckled, the sound low and melodious. It was the first time I'd ever heard her laugh, and it was like music to my ears. "Friendship and joy," she echoed, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "How very... noble of you."

I shrugged, trying to act nonchalant as I snuggled up next to her on the bed. The fabric of the velvet comforter was smooth under my fur, and the warmth of her body was surprisingly comforting. "Hey, I've gotta keep the Elements of Harmony on their toes," I said, nudging her gently. "They'd get complacent without someone like me around to stir up a little chaos."

Her eyes searched mine, and for a moment, I thought she might see right through me. But then she leaned into the pillow, a soft sigh escaping her lips. "I suppose you're right," she said, a hint of resignation in her voice. "But I suspect Twilight Sparkle will lecture you for an hour again when she finds out what you've done."

Without thinking, I leaned over and kissed her. It was a quick peck, filled with more hope than I could ever express with words. "Will you marry me, my love bug?" I whispered against her cheek. The question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of a thousand unspoken thoughts.

To my astonishment, she didn't push me away. Instead, she turned her head slightly, her antennae brushing against my forehead. Her breath was warm and sweet, a scent that seemed to be made of moonlit nights and the promise of a thousand secrets. Her eyes searched mine, and I saw something new in them - a flicker of curiosity, perhaps even affection.

And then, she did something I never thought I'd see from the fearsome Queen Chrysalis. A small, delicate drop of liquid love formed at the tip of her antenna and began to dribble down her cheek. It shimmered like a teardrop made of stardust, leaving a trail of warmth wherever it touched. I watched, my heart pounding in my chest, as the droplet grew larger, hanging there for a moment before finally falling to the bedspread.

The sight was bizarre, yet beautiful. It was like the universe itself had recognized the sincerity of my feelings and was giving us a sign. The room grew silent, save for the crackling of the fireplace and the sound of our breathing. Chrysalis's eyes searched mine, a question in them that I hadn't anticipated. Was this a trick? A ploy to get me to reveal some hidden weakness? But the feel of her antennae brushing against my forehead was too real, too tender.

"What is this?" she murmured, her voice barely audible.

"It's... it's your love," I stammered, feeling a warmth in my cheeks that had nothing to do with the nearby fire. "It's what you do when you're really happy. You leak love."

Her gaze held mine, the green in her eyes seemingly deepening. "That's... not entirely accurate," she said softly. "But close."

With surprising gentleness, she pulled me closer, our faces mere inches apart. "If you want to show me your feelings, Mellow Bun, then do so without hesitation." Her voice was like honey, thick and sweet, dripping with a seductive challenge. "I don't mind the taste of love."

I took a deep breath, my heart thumping like a bass drum in my chest. "Okay, okay," I whispered, trying to play it cool despite the racing of my thoughts. "But, you know, I've got to keep some mystery. Can't have you getting addicted to my love all at once." I winked, trying to lighten the moment.

But Chrysalis was having none of it. She leaned in, her antennae twitching with anticipation. And before I could react, she licked my cheek with a flick of her tongue, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity through my body. "Please, bun bun," she purred, her voice thick with need. "Give love bug your love."

Her kiss was unlike any I had ever experienced. It was hungry, demanding, yet filled with a tenderness that made me feel like I was melting into her. Our lips melded together, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. I could feel her love, a warm, pulsing force that seemed to fill the room and envelop us in a warm, comforting cocoon. The taste of her was intoxicating, a blend of honey and spices that made my head swim.

But as our kiss deepened, I noticed something peculiar. Chrysalis's mouth was leaking more than the usual amount of love. It dripped from her lips, coating my fur and running down my neck. I pulled back, my eyes wide with shock, and she laughed again, the sound like the tinkling of wind chimes. "I'm sorry," she murmured, a blush still staining her cheeks. "It seems my body is... overreacting to your affection."

"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly as I wiped the sticky substance from my cheek.

Chrysalis chuckled, her antennae twitching in amusement. "Your love is... intense," she said, her voice thick with feeling. "I've never felt anything quite like it."

I couldn't help but preen a little at the compliment. "Well, you know what they say," I quipped, trying to keep the conversation light. "I'm a natural charmer."

But Chrysalis wasn't having it. She pinned me with a serious gaze, her antennae still quivering from our kiss. "Your love is... it's overwhelming, Mellow," she said, her voice filled with wonder and a touch of apprehension. "I've never encountered a pony with so much love to give."

I felt my cheeks flush even more, my heart racing like a runaway carriage. "I-it's just how I feel," I stuttered, trying to regain my usual confident demeanor. "I've got plenty to go around, you know."

Chrysalis smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Perhaps," she said, her voice dropping to a seductive purr. "But can you handle the responsibility that comes with it?" She leaned closer, her antennae tickling my ear. "I am a queen, after all. And queens come with... certain expectations."

I swallowed hard, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks. "I-I'd be happy to help," I stuttered, trying to keep my composure. "With... with making hatchlings, I mean." The thought of being a father was both thrilling and terrifying, but the prospect of having Chrysalis by my side was enough to make me want to try.

"A new hive," she murmured, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "A place where we can be together, and I can teach you the ways of the changelings. It's been so long since I've had someone to share my life with, someone who truly understands me."

The idea of building a new hive with Chrysalis was both thrilling and overwhelming. I'd always been a bit of a nomad, but the thought of creating a home, a sanctuary, with the queen of the changelings was like nothing I'd ever imagined. "I'd love to help," I said, trying to keep the nerves from my voice. "But, uh, I've never built a hive before. What do we do first?"

Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she rolled me onto my back, her lithe body straddling my lap. "Don't worry," she cooed, her antennae tracing my neck in a way that sent shivers down my spine. "I'll teach you everything you need to know."

She leaned in closer, her breath hot on my neck, and whispered, "But first, I think we should celebrate your proposal properly."

And with that, she felt my equine cock rest in-between her ass cheeks, the velvety softness of her fur pressing against it. It was a sensation I had never felt before, and it sent a bolt of arousal through my body. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was lying here, with the most feared creature in Equestria, and she was... letting me do this?

Her tail flicked with excitement as she gently guided my shaft to the entrance of her pussy. It was slick with her anticipation, and she was more than ready to take me in. I gulped, my heart racing like I'd just run a marathon. "You're so wet," I murmured, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could stop them.

Her smile was like the sun rising over a battlefield, a mix of fierceness and beauty that left me utterly spellbound. "I've been waiting for this," she purred, her eyes never leaving mine. "Take me, Mellow Bun. Make me yours."

With a grace that seemed to defy the gravity of the moment, she lifted herself up, her hooves planted firmly on the bed, and took all of my cock inside her. The feeling was indescribable, a sensation of warmth and tightness that seemed to resonate through every cell of my body. And then, with a wiggle of her hips that could charm the stars from the sky, she began to bounce on my lap. Each movement sent waves of pleasure crashing through me, and I could feel the tension coiling in my stomach, begging for release.

"Hold on tight," she whispered, a smug smile playing on her lips. And so, I did. My hooves wrapped around her slender waist, gripping tightly as she rode me with an enthusiasm that belied her weakened state. Her movements grew more urgent, her breathing shallower, and the love that leaked from her mouth grew heavier, splattering on my chest like sweet, warm raindrops.

The sensation was exquisite, a dance of pleasure that had me panting and my eyes rolling back in my head. Her inner walls clenched around me, a silent declaration of her own need, and I felt the beginnings of a powerful orgasm building within her. "Mellow," she gasped, her voice thick with passion. "I'm... I'm going to... "

Her words were all the encouragement I needed. I bucked my hips, thrusting faster, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing in the quiet room. "That's it, live bug," I groaned, my voice deep with arousal. "Take Daddy's seed." The words slipped out, a term I'd heard in some of the steamier romance novels I'd read, and something about the way she moaned at the sound of it made me feel powerful.

With a final, desperate push, I felt my climax hit, and I began to fill her with gallons of hot, fertile sperm. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt before, a feeling of complete and utter release that seemed to go on forever. Chrysalis's eyes went wide, and she threw her head back, crying out in pleasure as her own orgasm hit her like a wave. Her body trembled, and I could feel her tighten around me, clutching me like she never wanted to let go.

And then, something miraculous happened. Her entire body began to glow, a soft green light that grew brighter and brighter until it washed over the entire room. The love that had been dripping from her mouth suddenly turned into a geyser, shooting into the air and raining down on us in a warm, sticky shower. It was as if the very essence of her love had been ignited by our union, creating a storm of affection that surrounded us both.

The feeling was indescribable, like being in the center of a love tornado, our bodies entwined as the tempest of emotions swirled around us. I felt her muscles tighten around my cock, her insides fluttering as she climaxed over and over again, each wave more intense than the last. Her cries of pleasure grew louder, filling the room with the sweet symphony of our love.

And then, it happened. Chrysalis's body convulsed, and a torrent of love erupted from her mouth, showering us both in its warm, sticky embrace. It was like nothing I had ever seen or felt before. It was as if the very fabric of reality was being rewritten, the essence of love itself made tangible and potent. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she threw her head back, her mane cascading down like a waterfall of midnight. Her body was a canvas for the most vivid display of affection I could ever imagine.

Mellow kept pumping gallons of fertile sperm into her womb, my hips moving in a rhythm as old as time itself. The feeling was primal, a force of nature that I had no control over. Each thrust sent another pulse of love and life into her, and I could feel the power of our union resonating through us. Her pussy was a warm, tight embrace that never seemed to tire of me, clutching and pulsing with each wave of pleasure that crashed through her. Her moans grew louder, turning into whimpers and then full-throated cries of ecstasy that seemed to shake the very foundation of the cottage.

And then, the unthinkable happened. The bedroom door creaked open, and a beam of light from the hallway spilled into the room. Twilight Sparkle, the purple alicorn who had been my closest confidant, stood there, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. She had been looking for me, worried about the commotion she'd heard, but she hadn't been expecting to find me like this - balls deep inside our sworn enemy, the of the Changelings. Her jaw dropped, and I felt a cold wave of reality crash over me. "M-Mellow?" she stammered, her voice barely audible.

I froze, Chrysalis's body still convulsing with pleasure on top of me. "Twilight, I-I can explain," I stuttered, but the words caught in my throat. What could I say that would make this seem okay? That would justify the love I felt for this creature, the love that was now a tangible, sticky mess between us?

Twilight took a step back, her eyes never leaving the sight before her. Her cheeks were flushed, and her horn glowed faintly. I knew she was taking in every detail, her mind racing with questions and accusations. "What... what are you doing?" she managed to ask, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chrysalis, still lost in the aftermath of our love, turned her head lazily to look at the intruder. She smirked, her antennae twitching in amusement. "What does it look like we're doing, darling?" she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

My heart sank as I saw the horror and confusion on Twilight's face. But before I could even begin to formulate an apology, my cock slipped free from Chrysalis's pussy with a wet pop, a string of cum connecting us briefly before snapping. And in a moment of pure instinct, I pointed it at Twilight, the head still pulsing with the last drops of my seed. "I-it's not what it looks like!" I tried to protest, but it was too late.

With a flick of my wrist, I sent a spurt of hot cum flying through the air, directly into Twilight's open mouth. She squealed in shock, the sticky white substance coating her tongue and teeth, her eyes going wide with shock and disgust. "M-Mellow!" she choked out, her cheeks reddening as she tried to spit it out. But she was too stunned to move, and the cum just dribbled down her chin, landing on her chest in a messy glob.

Chrysalis leaned over, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Welcome to the party, Twilight," she purred, her voice thick with satisfaction. "You're just in time to taste the victory." She winked at me, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill run through me. This was so wrong, but somehow, in this moment, it felt so incredibly right.

With surprising strength, the changeling queen reached out a slender limb and pulled Twilight closer. The purple alicorn stumbled, caught off-guard by the sudden movement. She tried to resist, but the stickiness from the love shower had made her hooves slip on the wooden floor. Before she could react, Chrysalis had her pinned against the bed, her own body still straddling mine.

"Let me go!" Twilight sputtered, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and betrayal. But Chrysalis was insistent, her smile wicked and filled with the thrill of the moment. With a flick of her antennae, she directed the last spurts of my sperm directly into Twilight's open mouth. I watched in horror and fascination as the sticky, white fluid shot out like a fountain, filling Twilight's mouth and painting her face.

But instead of pulling away in disgust, Twilight's eyes rolled back in a mix of shock and pleasure. Her cheeks bulged as she swallowed, the muscles in her neck working overtime to handle the unexpected onslaught. Chrysalis chuckled darkly, her eyes never leaving Twilight's as she continued to pump more love into her. "Such a good little pony," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "Swallow it all down."

Mellow watched, his heart racing, as Twilight's cheeks grew redder and her eyes glazed over. It was like she was under some kind of spell, unable to resist the queen's dominance. His cock, still hard from their earlier encounter, began to throb again at the sight of his friend succumbing so easily to the love of the creature he adored. And before he knew it, his hips were moving, his cock sliding into Twilight's mouth without resistance.

Her lips wrapped around my shaft, and I couldn't believe how easily she