She felt groggy, almost as though suffering a strong hang over from a night of partying and heavy drinking. Yet, as the seconds passed, she felt no pain or threat of suffering. Slowly her senses returned to her in full and the blurry world came into view. Queen Chrysalis blinked twice, she tried to move her hands to rub her weary eyes but failed. An odd numbness washed over her limbs and she surrender them for the time being. With another groan, Queen Chrysalis lifted her head up to observe the room around her. It was wide and spacious, much like the main chambers of the hive she once ruled before being usurped. Pillars of stone and cavernous halls littered the area, allowing an unknown number of eyes to observe her. Despite the cautionary thought, Queen Chrysalis senses no prying eyes. She was simply alone in the massive chamber without a guard to prevent her escape.
 
Once more she attempted to move, struggling to regain full control of her body. Again she was met with failure but this time she tilted her head upwards to locate the problem. With a heavy gasp, the Changeling Queen spied her conundrum: her hands were tightly bound in sticky slime which was attached to the ceiling above. A substance her own kind could create no less. Queen Chrysalis flexed her fingers, pinching the slime between them to confirm her suspicion. Indeed, she was completely bound by the substance but was oddly comfortable - as though some amount of care and effort was taken to magically enchant her bindings. Queen Chrysalis turned her head further back, straining her neck to find that her legs were also bound, just above her ankles by a similar material but in rope form. Queen Chrysalis stretched outwards, extending her form as best she could. She found the same care had been taken for her legs, allowing her some amounts of maneuverability and comfort. Then she looked down and gasped louder than before, the true reason for her immobility lay directly before her, from her own chest. Queen Chrysalis’ naked breasts rested luxuriously upon the hive floor despite her body being suspended a full fifteen feet above the ground. Her breasts were the size of houses and her thick nipples were almost the size of an average changeling. Most amazing of all, Queen Chrysalis found that her breasts felt oddly full. As though they were being used to contain something, and perhaps too much of it. Queen Chrysalis realized quickly that her breasts were quite sore and she felt like she may burst at any moment! Queen Chrysalis tried to use her magic to alleviate the pressure inside her breasts, but the slime above her quickly absorbed the magic the onyx horn crafted. Another defence against her escape. She truly was a bloated prisoner of a rival hive, or perhaps worse.
 
“Oh good! You’re awake!” A friendly voice echoed throughout the cavernous chamber, Queen Chrysalis turned her head backwards to locate the owner. A snarl formed across her face, her fangs exposed and thirsting blood she watched the figure approach her helpless body.
 
“Thorax…” Queen Chrysalis hissed.
 
“Glad to see you remember me,”
 
“You’re a woman…”
 
“Good observation Chrysalis!” Queen Thorax continued walking forward. Her bosom was tightly clasped in golden metal and a sweeping translucent veil covered her green legs. Queen Thorax’s breasts were much larger than her head and surprisingly, she had wide hips child baring hips fit for a queen. A rose colored gem rested in the center of her golden belt, perhaps a gift of friendship from a neighbouring kingdom or a sign of lordship? Her rose colored eyes watched irritated face of her captive but Queen Thorax maintained a pleasant composure.
 
“I suppose I should answer a couple of questions before you try to ‘crush’ me.” Thorax teased, making a motion towards the mountainous onyx breasts in that filled a quarter of the room. “First off, the subjects of my hive were missing a female figure. I guess they missed a queen sooooo I transformed myself into this! The hive’s been much happier ever since so I’d say it was a success and have stayed this way ever since!” Queen Thorax turned away for a moment, Queen Chrysalis’ resentful glare had been a bit too much. Queen Thorax coughed, trying to regain her own composure before talking once more.
 
“Second, you were defeated once again by my friends.” Queen Chrysalis nearly heaved at the last word. She gathered a handful of saliva in her mouth and tried to spit at the queen below her. The shot went wide and Queen Thorax didn’t even have to move to avoid it. She continued without pause, “And we began to wonder what to do with you. Then it occurred to me! You see while we’re a self-sufficient hive, there are a few leisures and luxuries we want. Believe it or not, pastries is one of them!” Queen Thorax licked her lips at the thought of some of ponyville’s cakes and other treats that she had sampled only weeks ago.
 
“We can’t exactly import them so easily and the hive can’t sustain cows or other live stock. However, it can sustain a Changeling like yourself!” Queen Thorax moved over to the massive Changeling in the center of the room and leaned against the green nipple. Queen Thorax slung an arm around the thick nipple, barely able to get it over the height, then leaned her body up against Queen Chrysalis’ breast. Queen Thorax pushed a hand against the onyx bosom, testing it for a moment. Queen Chrysalis’ snarl faded, she struggled to maintain a ferocious face as waves of pleasure pulsed throughout her body.
 
“Thanks to some help, we magically enchanted your breasts to feel the maximum pleasure they could offer in addition to expanding them. See, we knew you’d never be reformed BUUUUUUT,” Queen Thorax smiled at her own cleverness, “I remembered how you use to feed some of your subjects and by augmenting your breasts, we can now have a limitless supply of milk! Think of all the pastries and treats we could make from your milk! Even if it is a bit sour,” Queen Thorax explained. Queen Chrysalis’ mind was foggy, filled with pleasure and bliss. She tried to restrain herself and think of a way to escape but the mere touch of Queen Thorax’s hand and body nearly sent her into an orgasmic dream.
 
“Now if you do want to be reformed… that’s another matter. For now though,” Queen Thorax kicked off of the wall of onyx flesh behind her, “I’ll send the first wave of milkers in!”
 
“Ngh… wa-wait,” Queen Chrysalis moaned, a steady stream of milk was already leaking from her hard and plump nipples. She could feel her pussy moistening, doing its best to hide her orgasmic bliss. Queen Thorax surprisingly did and looked upwards towards the onyx Changeling suspended above.
 
“Why not kill me!?” She groaned.
 
“I just explained it! And besides, have you ever tasted one of Pinkie Pie’s cakes or pastries!? Those things are worth the risk of keeping you here!” Queen Thorax grinned, knowing that her captive was fighting the overwhelming urges that her breasts induced upon her.
 
“Oh! That reminds me, I should invite Pinkie over so she can teach us how to bake,” Queen Thorax hurried off, leaving the leaking form of Queen Chrysalis to the milking squad.
 
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I’m not a huge fan of the new changeling design but had a silly idea which became this. Who knows what may happen next! Tried out a bit more of a minimal lighting (aside from the changeling slime), hopefully it looks good, enjoy!