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He woke up confused, groggy, and upside down in a forest.

Wait, no. Not just any forest, he was clearly in the Everfree. Nowhere else felt as uncanny and spooky as the Everfree. That and the cluster of bramble vines and timberwolf tracks nearby were a pretty good indication.

The colt twisted and turned, confirming that he was also tied up. Perfect and also really clichéd. Whoever had captured him had no imagination or originality.

"Good morning Stone, how are we feeling?"

Even from his position he recognized that voice, how could anypony not?

"Chrysalis..." The colt stared as the former Changeling Queen stepped out cackling from the underbrush.

"I see my reputation precedes me!" She trotted out into the open and observed her dangling quarry. "Mmm, yes, you'll do Stone. You'll do just fine my little unicorn."

"Wait, what? Fine for what? And how do you know my name?" The changeling ignored him as she went to stoke the campfire nearby.

"You ponies are such trouble. Just because you've bested me twice doesn't mean I'm just going to keel over and give up." She turned to gather more wood for the fire. "I can rebuild my armies. I just need a little time, and a little love."

However Stone had begun tuning her out. Even in his precarious situation the colt couldn't help but be captivated by the fallen Queen's rump. It was slender and tall in ways that regular ponies could only dream of. But a butt that scrawny shouldn't have had such tight and firm cheeks.

That and her teal green tail was very eye-catching.

"Your family will notice you missing soon enough." She turned back around, magically dumping an assortment of sticks and branches into the roaring fire. "With such lovely bait, how could they resist coming? And then I shall gorge myself on your love and restore my empire, bit by bit."

The unicorn wasn't even paying attention. His eyes still glued to her butt and the little wiggles it did as the changeling continued to monologue.

"How embarrassing it will be! That the eventual downfall of Ponyville began with a puny colt such as yourself!" Chrysalis laughed and did a little dance, the bouncing of her hindquarters not escaping the unicorn's watchful gaze.

Did she not care that he was a unicorn? Or did she not think he was capable of utilizing a significant amount of magic. Any panic that he might have had was replaced with indignation. Just because he was young didn't mean he wasn't capable.

"I've seen how your family dotes on you. How much they care, and how easily they love. In the morning they will come looking. Aren't I clever? Of course I am." There was that laugh again, every bit as haughty as she was.

"Now you stay put. Don't resist. Not that someone with your strength could possibly escape. So let's make this easy on all of us." She looked up at him and leered before settling for the night.

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep and Stone found it difficult to sleep for several reasons. Primarily Chrysalis's loud snoring and her butt. As she twisted and turned he admired how taut her muscles were, visible even in the dim light of the fire.

The ropes he was tied with were strong but the knots were amateurish at best. Now that his captor was asleep he slowly began to magically undo the binds.

"Not strong enough hm? Puny am I?" Stone quietly fumed as he undid another nodule. He might still be a colt but he still had his pride. Escaping wouldn't be enough, no, he needed to enact some form of vengeance before leaving.

He righted himself and balanced on the remaining swaying ropes. She did have a point though, even in her weakened state Chrysalis was likely many magnitudes stronger than he was. And it's not like he was extremely gifted with his magic meaning he couldn't outright pummel her.

He would need to be creative. Perhaps damaging her pride? Embarrassing her? But how...?

A crack of a log splintering in the fire broke his train of thought and he nearly toppled out. As he steadied himself he peered into the flames. Cautiously he tried to magically lift a blackened hunk from the pit and while difficult it was possible.

Ok. So his tools were his magic, the rope, and maybe fire? Not exactly the ingredients for a master plan here. He glanced back at the snoring changeling but when she rolled over in her sleep inspiration struck.

What if he set her tail on fire? Wincing he plucked one his own tail hairs out and dropped it into the flames below and it immediately disintegrated into a puff of smoke. Perfect.

Stone tested the ropes. Springy, surprisingly flexible, unsurprisingly made from the vines hanging from the trees. He already knew he didn't have the control to throw a flaming log without waking her up. But cinders wouldn't be enough to truly cause a tail inferno.

The colt tested the vine rope again. Hmm, snapping off a nearby branch he looped a length of vine around and fashioned a crude slingshot.

First, a test shot. He brought up a few pebbles from the forest floor and took aim into the canopy. The projectiles took off into the dark, disturbed leaves rustling and descending. The unicorn clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Not the most accurate. This is going to need a bit of luck..." Or maybe he just needed a big enough projectile so that so long as it landed close her tail would still ignite.

Gingerly a flaming branch was plucked from the centre, hot and angry. He had one shot and it had to be quick. The slingshot would most likely burn up just from touching the branch. Stone was already sweating, and it wasn't just from the heat.

He focused on Chrysalis's butt. What an ungraceful sleeping position, with her face in the dirt and her backside high in the air it was as if she was painting a massive target for him. The colt allowed himself a small smirk. Good thing he was aiming for her tail, he'd need an incredible amount of force to get something wedged between those cheeks.

Here goes nothing, with a whoosh the fiery missile took off.

And he missed.

Well, not exactly. Yes, he did miss her tail but instead the log actually lodged itself comically right in-between her buttocks. Guess he was magically stronger than even he realized.

The changeling queen woke with a shriek that resounded throughout the forest. Stone could barely stop himself from giggling at the unladylike display as Chrysalis swivelled to check her surroundings before glaring up at the colt.

"Oh look at you! What's so funny? You won't be laughing when I, I, what's that smell?"

Right, changelings had chitin or something in addition to skin. Wait, wasn't her plating on her tummy? Still, it wouldn't explain why it would take longer to notice but this was getting a bit ridiculous. Was Chrysalis stupid? Still half asleep?

Right on queue there was the shriek again. Except higher in volume and several octaves. Finally she had noticed the burning in her ass and was now frantically screaming around the clearing, desperately slapping away at the offending branch and failing.

"I guess it's really stuck in there..." Stone watched with a bemused eye as he watched the changeling squat to awkwardly spread her buttcheeks and finally dislodge the fiery object. The former queen looked absolutely pitiful with her teary eyes.

"You. You did this didn't you? Think you're so clever?" She started her ascent up the tree, "Well we'll see who'll have the last laugh when I'm done with you little colt!"

Stone had anticipated this. Though he didn't anticipate her not noticing that he was completely free of the vines now. He sat completely still and waited for to finally reach the top, heaving and out of breath.

"Oh look at you. All petrified with fear. That's right, fear me! For I am Chrysalis! Queen of thAHH!"

The instant she stepped onto his branch he triggered the trap. Magically tightening a loop of rope around her hoof he proceeded to yank and cause the changeling to lose her balance.

Except, he intended for her to hang from the branch. The vine however was not strong enough to hold her weight and as she fell over the rope snapped and she plummeted directly into the campfire, rump first.

If the unicorn thought she could scream before he hadn't heard anything yet. Slamming his hooves into his ears the screech probably could be heard all the way in Ponyville. She was a whirlwind of flailing limbs and torn vocal chords and even from his height Stone could that a much larger, thicker, and "flamier" log had packed itself right into her buttocks thanks to gravity.

Suddenly she bolted deeper into the Everfree, a trail of black smoke trailing in her wake. The colt slowly descended to the litterfall and squinted into the darkness. Hm, well if she was just going to let him go free like that...

Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth he scampered towards the light of the town. He probably narrowly escaped and he certainly didn't want to drag his family into this.

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Meanwhile the former changeling queen was still racing through the woods. The pain screaming while she scrambled to find any kind of respite.

"HOW IS THERE NO WATER?!" Her howls went unanswered but at the corner of her eyes she spotted a patch of white. Veering to the side, there, a plot of fresh snow.

No time to question why the forest had a snowdrift in the middle of nowhere, or if it was actually snow. She threw herself in and almost cried in relief, the effects were immediate and therapeutic.

But the log was still crammed into her tight butt and even with the snow it was still sizzling against her skin. Spinning in circles she hysterically punched the log until finally it snapped in half and tumbled away, hissing.

Now Chrysalis could finally soothe her scorched hindquarters. She pried her tender buttcheeks apart again and stuffed in as much slush as possible. Soon everything was silent except for her groans and the fizzle of the dying log.

Time to inspect the damage. She winced as she began the preliminary inspection starting with what was immediately visible, her lower belly.

Scooting her ass forward she spread her legs and looked at her teats. For the most part they were fine and had escaped the majority of the harm. Having only really come in contact with the log when she fell into the campfire.

Still, they had become tender and even with the cooling effects of the snow were still red and a little raw. She grimaced at the sting as her hoof barely nudged one. At least her tail was mostly unharmed, just singed at the ends.

From this position she could barely see her vulva but knew that the burning in the area was much more severe if the discomfort was anything to go by.

On unsteady legs she scooted further up and spread her hind legs before conjuring a magical mirror. She closed her eyes to better mentally brace herself for the next part of the examination.

The situation was fairly similar. The normally pink lips were now an inflamed red and was that a blister? Flinching she angled the mirror to better view the spreading white splotch. Going to the bathroom was going to be a very uncomfortable affair in the upcoming weeks.

But the worst part was her anus. Even without pushing anything apart she could see multiple blisters and the cheeks themselves had become shiny, taking on an aggressive shade of scarlet. Inhale, exhale. Ok, let's look.

The action of separating the cheeks caused the changeling to cry out in anguish. The skin in the crack itself was peeling in uneven strips and the greatest concentration of blisters was here. Was she going to have to magically keep them apart? Was there a risk of them fusing together if she didn't?

She stood and maintained the barrier. "DAMN YOU PONIES." Shaking her hoof in the air she limped off to plot her next scheme.