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Perfecting the Princes

Part 7

for Engy

by Draconicon

Chrysalis's head spun as he stepped out of the elevator - monster-vator - whatever the hell it was called. The creature inside giggled, panting, drooling where he'd been standing just a moment ago, and he had to hold his hand to his head to try and pull himself together. It felt like the sheer newness of this place was trying to drive him mad, to break any sense of sanity and control that he still had.

Was this why Twilight and Cadance had sent him here? To break him, to shatter any and all possibilities of him fighting back? Even now, with all the restrictions that he had, there was a chance for him to use his magic if he found the right loopholes, but...

But...

He gritted his teeth as he felt the constant churning between his legs, his new balls throbbing and pulsing with fresh seed and the constant need to spill it. Getting fucked? Doing the fucking? Did it matter, so long as the balls rose and spilled their load all over the place before he went completely out of his mind?

Chrysalis didn't know. What he did know was that there was someone that he needed to talk to...and fate put that person right in front of him.

Across the bottom floor of this strange building, he spotted a yellow, bouncy sort of shape that was walking across the massive lobby. He was a dragon, though rounder and a little bit thicker than the black-scaled one on the heights of this tower, with a metallic arm and a blue robe wrapped around him. There was a slight speed to his steps, almost like was moving with some sense of anxiousness or nervousness, but at the same time, he could sense magic. Powerful magic, thick magic, and the same sort that was responsible for what had happened to the princesses and turned them to princes back home.

Someone that had done it and then turned around, disappearing, leaving them to their own devices.

Someone that gloried in the pleasure of the moment and then moved on.

Someone that was responsible for what had happened when he had been a she, even if only indirectly, and someone that could change that around.

Chrysalis stomped confidently across the floor, bare feet slapping against the tiles harder than he expected as he made his way to the yellow dragon. At first, the other man didn't see him, but when he did, his eyes went wide.

"You?!" the dragon all but yelped, jumping back. "How - but you - how did you get here?"

"You can ask your pets."

"Oh. They...they sent you here?"

"Indeed. And now that I am here, I have questions. And a command for you."

The yellow dragon's cheeks were burning red now, his eyes flicking up and down the Changeling's body. That was something that Chrysalis was more than slightly used to. They were always looking at her back in the other world, and even now, as a him, there was every reason to keep staring. He had good equipment between his legs, though not quite the same as the old ovipositor, but that was something he could deal with later.

He rested one hand on his hips, unafraid of a public scene. The yellow dragon flicked his eyes over the crowd, blushing worse as the Changeling leaned in.

"What are you going to do to fix this?"

"F-fix this?" The dragon chuckled nervously. "Uh, what makes you think that it needs fixing?"

"This."

He grabbed his own cock, hefting it up before letting it fall. Well, more like drop; it was too hard to fully fall again, and it was rising with all the different people around, seeing him, looking at his cock, his balls, his ass. Chrysalis reached up to his head, pointing at the crooked horn that stood out from his forehead.

"And this."

"What...what's wrong with them? Your cock looks fine, and your horn -"

"Is sabotaged. By your 'princes'."

"Oh. OH!"

"Yes. Oh."

"Well, um...I think...actually. Actually. Actually."

The yellow dragon smiled, and suddenly, some of Chrysalis's confidence started to pool out of him. That shouldn't have been the end result of this. He was supposed to maintain the high ground here, not the dragon, not the source of all these problems. Chrysalis opened his mouth -

"Actually," the yellow dragon repeated again, "I think that this is a great opportunity for you."

"A - what? I want you to fix this!"

"And you can't force me to do that, can you?"

"..."

"That's what I thought," the dragon said, grinning wider. "And that means that we have to make a deal if you want to actually get that old body of yours back. But...you're a Changeling, which means that you can transform over and over again, right?"

"...That is correct."

"Hmmmmm...."

"Just...change me back. I have business back in Equestria, and I want to get back to it. I have a hive, a whole nest that needs -"

"Oh, that'll be taken care of." The dragon waved his hand dismissively. "I'll make sure of that."

"You aren't even there. You -"

"It'll be taken care of. I think. Kinda. Somehow."

Far from filling the former Queen with confidence, the dragon's wandering thoughts were leaving him thinking that the whole plan had been doomed from the start. Resisting the urge to grab him and slam him against the wall, Chrysalis leaned in, standing horn to forehead with the dragon.

"Now, you listen here. I am a Queen."

"Well, um, King, now."

"Royalty, then," he growled. "I want my old body back. I want to go home. And I want to stop thinking with...with..."

"With what? Those big balls of yours?"

"..."

"Those big, bouncy, churning mega-nuts?"

"Nnngh..."

"Those swelling, rolling, tight super-stud stuffed orbs?"

"MMMPH!"

One public romp later that ended with Chrysalis spilling his seed all over the lobby floor, they had a more proper set of introductions. The dragon's name was Engy, and he was the city alchemist and potion master, and general troublemaker under the dragon that the Changeling had served mere minutes ago. The idea that he had been up there with the head of the city, a ruler in his own rights no less, and had lost the chance to keep control galled him, but not nearly so much as the fact that he had been convinced to completely lose control where everyone could see him.

The pair of them had migrated to a couch after their coupling, and though Chrysalis was mortified about how the teasing had made him lose control, he at least didn't blush as he sat down. The slime pouring from his asshole onto the couch, the squelching feeling that came every time that he clenched down back there, was something that he was used to from drone fucking as a Queen. This was just another version of that. Engy, however, was at least a little pink-faced, despite the fact that he had initiated the fuck.

As a kobold rushed over from a nearby counter, bringing them both a cup of coffee, the stallion crossed one leg over the other, pointing his toes in annoyance.

"So...what is it going to take to get my old body back?" Chrysalis asked.

"I don't know why you want it. You look better this way."

"I don't care what you think."

"Come on. You have to admit that it's not the shape, at least."

"...That much, I'll agree with," the Changeling monarch said, shaking his head. "But the balls..."

"What's wrong with balls?"

"They make me horny. All. The. Time."

"...So?"

"So, I'm supposed to be in charge, not thinking about fucking all the time. It's hard enough to keep my head on straight when I'm in heat, and now I have to deal with these things?"

"Well...hmmm..."

"And without my powers, do you know how hard that is?"

"I...guess that's a fair point."

"You guess?!"

"Wait, wait. Hold on. I had an idea, just...gimme a second."

Stewing in his own anger, Chrysalis shook his head, forcing himself to just sip at his own coffee as the dragon tapped his chin. He hated waiting. Not just for someone else to make up their mind, but for anything. That was half the problem, really; with balls, he was constantly wanting to cum again, and unlike when he had been a Queen, they didn't just get into the whole 'rolling orgasm' thing in the same way.

He supposed, more than anything, he just wanted the right to use his powers the way that he wanted. If he had his mind control abilities, his power to transform, and his ability to take control of the situation the way that he used to as Queen of the Changelings, then there might be something that he could do to turn this all around. As it stood, his balls were constantly pulling his attention back to his sexual needs, away from any plans of domination...

Just like now...

The constant churning between his legs, the hunger under his tail, the way that his cock was already twitching and starting to rise up and push itself forward, meant that any plans of using his powers - even in the hypothetical sense - were already half-buried beneath the fantasies of what he would do with them. Like using his power to take control of the yellow dragon in front of him and make him use that dick to...to...

Nnngh...

Chrysalis shook his head. No. No. He would use his powers to make the fat-bottomed asshole turn around and show off his pucker, and then fuck it hard. He would take control and use his cock and make it a tool to break the little dragon. There had to be a way of doing that, right? There had to be something...

Something...

If he could just fuck enough, he could get around that constant need. If he could just drain his balls enough to make it so that they took longer to fill up, there was the potential that he might be able to actually get off hard enough to actually focus on the situation at hand. That...

That had to be possible.

If it wasn't, then he was just a slut, and he had to be more than a slut.

"I think I got it," Engy said. "How about if I let you have most of your powers back?"

"...Define most," Chrysalis said, cocking his head to the side. "I don't think that you're going to be that nice."

"You're right. I'm not."

"Knew it."

"But I'm serious. I'll give you most of them back. You're still stuck as a male -"

"Ugh. Why?"

"Because I like seeing how hard and horny people are. And it's different from what you were."

It wasn't what he would have preferred, but it wasn't a complete deal-breaker. Not yet, at least.

"...Go on. I'm waiting to hear what I actually get."

"Well...how about the ability to transform into anything male, or at least, male-appearing - no breasts, please - and the ability to use your hypnotic abilities again?"

Of all the allowances that he had been expecting to be denied, the hypnotic ones were first on the list. Chrysalis knew that he could make just about any body work so long as he had those back, particularly if he was fairly unrestricted in their use. He didn't know what was going through the dragon's head to make him think that this was a good idea, but he was more than willing to encourage him.

"...Nothing holding me back?" Chrysalis asked.

"Well, a couple things. You can't make someone hurt someone else. And you can't make someone do something for you outside the city."

"...And?"

"And that's it."

"You mean, you'll let me do anything that doesn't directly hurt someone else, as long as I stay in the city, and don't try and leave?"

"...Pretty much, yeah."

"Deal."

Engy smiled, and so did the Changeling stallion. Oh, he was sure that there was some trap in this, something that would trip him up eventually, but for the moment, he had everything that he immediately needed. The ability to control minds meant that he would be able to take care of the damnable distractions whenever they popped up, and that in turn meant that he would be able to take care of himself.

And once he had that taken care of, he could start planning. Planning to take some revenge on this dragon...and maybe topple the one at the top of the tower, too. He liked being hypnotized, so maybe he'd like to be hypnotized to be under a stallion.

Possibilities. Possibilities.

"So, what are we waiting for? Let's get my powers back."

Was Chrysalis a little dizzy when he left the big tower and stepped out in public? Yes, yes, he was. Was he naked? Yes, he was that, too. Was he more powerful than he had been for days, ever since Twilight and Cadance captured him and transformed him into this stallion form?

Hell.

Yes.

He.

Was.

The Changeling glanced at the public square filled with different species, ranging from wolves to foxes to deers to lizards, and his horn glowed as he drew on his power. His eyes went green, and the whole square went from busy as could be to completely still. Their eyes glowed as bright as his eyes, staring straight ahead as he exerted his power over the lot of them.

He swayed as he walked down the stairs, both dizzy and in the grip of his own satisfaction and need. His tail flagged up, exposing his bare ass, his breath coming in shaky little gasps as he glanced from side to side, taking in everyone that he had just taken control of.

"Mine...mine...mine," Chrysalis whispered.

He paused at the side of an otter, one dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and wearing special sandals and tight denim shorts. One hand went to that plush rump, giving it a good squeeze, while he reached around to the front and fondled the balls barely hidden inside those tight clothes. He chuckled, shaking his head.

"My, my...all mine to play with..."

Nobody moved. Though time moved on, those that were in the plaza before the tower were his to command. They did not move, did not respond to what he did, nor did they complain. Even the otter didn't say anything as Chrysalis slowly pulled his zipper down and dragged his cock out.

Admittedly, it wasn't much of a shaft, a meager little thing that was no more than four inches long, but it was quickly hard in his hand. Chrysalis bounced it up and down a few times, then pulled the otter's shorts down the rest of the way.

The ass, that soft, plush ass under that long rudder of a tail, was far more enticing. He smiled as he stood behind the smaller male, lifting his tail. The otter only moved so much as the Changeling stallion pushed him, encouraging him to lean forward, his hands falling on the steps up to the building. He half-expected everything to change again, for everyone to slide out of his control, for this to become a cruel joke, but no. There was nothing of the sort, just the full power and pleasure of having this authority over others.

"Mine," Chrysalis said, grinning as he ran his thumbs under the otter's tail, spreading the cheeks to reveal the pucker between them. "Oh, and I'm going to make you remember me."

No response, of course. The otter was completely under his control, as out of his own skull as anyone could be. He hadn't used his power so broadly in a very long time; he had been forbidden for a while, and weakened from his fights with Celestia before that, but this...

This was power.

This was what he deserved.

His cock throbbed upwards, his balls begging to be drained. As he thrust his hips forward, grinding his flaring shaft against the otter's ass cheeks, the doll-like creature didn't even respond. There was no gasp, no moan, nothing to show any appreciation for what Chrysalis was, how mighty he had become, how powerful and sexy he was. Even as much as the stallion preferred his female form, he couldn't have his current magnificence completely ignored.

"Love me," Chrysalis whispered.

"Nnngh?" the otter groaned, his eyes half-closing, a semi-blink.

"Love me...lust for me..."

"Ah...ah..."

The otter's body pushed back slightly, his hips grinding back against the stallion's cock. A good start, though not quite fully what he wanted just yet. He wanted - required - worship, and he was going to get it.

He pushed forward, wrapping his arms around the otter's hips, pulling him closer and closer still. Overhead, gryphons and dragons flew around, likely puzzled by the stillness down below, but that didn't matter to Chrysalis right then. Much as he wished otherwise, his brains were going right down to his cock and balls, begging for relief, begging for attention.

Thankfully, this time, he had the power to sate them the way that he wanted.

"Mine..."

"Nnngh..."

"Say it," Chrysalis whispered, pressing his chest to the otter's back. "Say that you're mine for now..."

"I'm yours..."

"I am your king."

"You are...my king..."

"You crave your king's cock..."

"Mmmph...oh fuck...I crave...I crave that big cock of yours, king..."

His shaft jumped, and he growled in his throat, sharp fangs passing between his lips for a moment before he got hold of them once more. Chrysalis could hear the lust in the otter's voice, the rising need in there. Fuck. Fuck yes, that's what he'd been wanting.

He pulled back, but only a little ways, just to see what the otter would do. To his utmost joy, the rudderbutt pushed back, his plump rump grinding back against the thickening tip of his cock. The stallion groaned under his breath, hissing through his fangs, his cock spitting pre-cum over that pucker.

Looks...looks stretched enough for me, Chrysalis thought.

There was a moment where that seemed almost strange, considering that he was a stallion and fairly well-endowed, though not yet...huge...like the dragons were...

Then the moment passed. It didn't matter what had stretched the citizens of the city out. All that mattered was that this otter was here, willing, and wanting. The mind control made it so, and he would keep using it for that. He rammed forward -

"MMMMMM..."

And moaned as soon as the head of his cock was sheathed in that tight, magically willing flesh. The heat inside was just what he wanted, the warmth clenching down on all sides of his cock, leaving him panting from the first second. In, out, in, out, each thrust leaving him with more ass around his cock. In, in, in, his balls jumping between his legs as he worked himself deeper and deeper.

In public.

In the eyes of everyone.

"Look at me," Chrysalis commanded. "LOOK AT ME!"

The roared command turned all eyes in the square, mind-controlled or not, in his direction. They were all staring at his low-hanging balls, all watching as he slowly fed a cock eight inches long into a hole that was just barely stretched enough to take it. They all watched as he let the otter - commanded the otter - to take him deeper, to ride him, to pleasure him.

In, out, in, out, the head flaring quite wide, so wide that there was a loud pop as the otter slid forward too far and slid off him. Chrysalis gasped, his cock swinging up, hitting his stomach, the tip so wide that it was almost thicker than his fist.

So...so big...

Temptations rose, strong, powerful temptations that made him wonder what it would be like to fuck with a cock that was even bigger, even thicker. There was so much that he could do with that, so much ass that he could claim, so many holes that he could ruin and break for his own pleasure. It would be so easy to just let himself grow -

No...no...no...

He was still a Queen at heart, not a King. He still had that part of him that wanted to get back to being female, eventually. Going more and more male...was that really the right path? Sure, it might get him more attention, but...but that would make it that much harder..

No, this was enough. This thick thing would be more than enough.

He grabbed the otter by the tail, pulling the nameless slut back, pushing the thick flare past his pucker. It made a messy pop-squelch as it slid back in, sliding past that hole and deep back into the smaller male's depths.

"Take it...take it and moan," Chrysalis commanded.

"Mmmmmmm."

The otter moaned, and the otter rode him faster, harder, pushing back to meet every thrust. Chrysalis's balls were dropping, sagging down further and further. He tried to focus on pulling them up, shrinking them down, but the sheer need that they had, the utter fullness that they distracted him with, made it all but impossible.

Just...just a little longer...then we can shrink... a bit longer...a bit...

That was what he told himself, at least, though he didn't know how much he believed it.

In, out, in, out right there in public. The other mind-controlled males and females came closer, staring, some of them going on their knees to watch as his cock popped in and out of the otter's ass. He could feel their breaths right on his cock, his balls. They did nothing but watch, staring in utter fascination at his conquest of the smaller male.

It was all that he could take. With a grunt, he shoved the otter down to the stairs, holding him there as he managed one, two, three more thrusts before finally going over the edge.

"Nnnnnngh...mmmph...mmm..."

Thrust, squelch.

Thrust, squelch.

Thrust, squelch.

He could feel every pulsing sensation, from the way that his balls pulled up against his crotch and all but flattened themselves out there to the feeling of his seed squirting down the shaft and into that tight little pucker. The warmth flowed around the head of his cock, getting thicker and fuller around his shaft, all but breeding the little rudder-butt beneath him. So full, so thick, so powerful.

Thrust, squelch. He ground his cock forward into his own load, some instinct buried inside trying to make it go deeper, trying to force it the rest of the way in. The reminder of being able to be bigger, to know that he could force it further still, was almost overwhelming.

Almost.

He resisted it, forcing it down, forcing himself to use his transformational abilities to make his balls smaller, to force them to shrink bit by bit. The effort forced more and more seed from his cock, all that cum having to go somewhere, and it went right into the otter's guts. His stomach hung down, slowly expanding until it touched the stairs, too.

Finally, it was done. Chrysalis panted as he pulled back, slowly dragging his cock free. The flare held him tight there, almost like a dog's knot, but with a final pull, he came free. The otter's hole pushed out with it, gaping and stretched, all but ruined from the sudden emptying, and a waterfall of white started pushing free. It gushed, bubbled, rolled down the back of his ass, over his taint and down his balls.

The green eyes of the crowd continued to follow Chrysalis around, and he smiled, panting as he looked among them. For once, he felt good...for once, he felt like he could focus.

It wouldn't last long, but for the moment, he felt...better.

Using his powers to secure a hotel room for himself, Chrysalis made his way naked through the building. Every staff member was another person that he could hypnotize, another person that he could remind himself of his power over. He smiled almost benignly at each one, though ending with a smirk as he eyed them up and down, all but feasting on the power that he had again.

It felt right that a monarch should have this power to control others, this strength to do what they wanted with the minor subjects around them. Sure, this wasn't his kingdom, yet, his city, but that didn't mean that he couldn't take it, eventually. And there were so many toys...

Chrysalis shook his head. He needed to stop that. He'd deliberately emptied his balls as hard as he could in public, making sure that they were shrunken down to little more than the size of peas between his legs. That had to be enough to give him a clear head, but even now, he was fighting to keep the worst of his sexual obsessions from getting a handhold in his mind. Every time that he saw someone new, every time that he walked down the hall and saw a cleaner, or a bellboy, or another guest, he had the thought of making them do something for him. Never something huge, never something clever, but something that reminded them that he was in charge...

And something that would get him horny. Maybe make him cum. Maybe get him off a few times.

The Changeling shook his head, making his way to the penthouse suite at the top of the hotel. It was a big room, with a large TV on the far side of the living room that was taller than he was and twice as wide. The couch was lustrous, covered in a fine leather and with a great bounce and give to it. The walls were painted a dull black and gold, and felt like home in a way.

He sat down on the couch, folding one leg over the other, and he stared at the far wall. He took a deep breath in -

BOING!

And felt his balls immediately start trying to swell. Chrysalis looked down at his cock, seeing the vibrations and tremors just below the shaft, and he glared at them, his horn glowing.

"No."

Booooooooooing.

"I said, no."

Booooooooooing.

Another slight tremor and 'bounce' hit him as he felt them slowly pushing out from under his shaft, almost like shy animals that were testing their luck. He gritted his teeth, his horn glowing as he pressed his hands to his crotch, as if he could shove his sac back in, shrinking it down again.

Instead, he felt them push back, almost like his balls had a mind of their own, growing outwards bit by bit against his grip. He growled, pulling at every bit of his magic that he could, even to the point of making his head hurt and his horn heat up, but -

Spurt!

When he managed to put any pressure on his balls, his cock immediately jumped up, jetting with pre-cum across the room, and possibly even with some cum. He stared, his eyes wide as he realized that the only way that he could keep his balls smaller, the only way that he could actually try and keep them pinned up against him, was to keep dribbling his pre-cum and seed. That was the only way that they would actually have enough room to stay small.

"That...that's...that's not fair!"

In the distance, Chrysalis swore that he could almost hear the giggles of that damnable yellow dragon. Oh, that...that man. If the dragon thought that this would be able to beat him, he had another thing coming. A big other thing coming.

I'm not going to just give in. I will focus enough to beat you. I can...I can be smart. I don't have to think about sex all the time. Other males can do that. I can do that too.

Chrysalis took a deep breath, leaning back on the couch. Even after blowing several gallons of cum on a public crowd, even after putting on a show that would have left the most debauched in Equestria staring in utter shock, awe, and embarrassment, he barely felt satisfied. Even now, he could feel the rumbling between his legs, the slow pressure of his balls filling back up and pushing for more attention. He could keep them small, but that would mean that his cock would be hard constantly, oozing and dribbling from the tip and making it clear what his intentions were to one and all.

And more than that, the constant hard-on would make it far easier for him to keep his mind in the gutter. His churning balls were bad enough, but when they were still filling back up, at least his cock stayed soft, and that made it a little easier for him to just think of other things. Once he got hard, though...

There was no real choice, was there? Chrysalis pushed down on his magic, allowing his sac to dangle further down. He pushed it to about three times the size that it needed for the moment, hanging low at the size of oranges, though very empty, sad oranges.

Even then, however, they were already starting to fill up, already starting to plump out. At the rate it was going, he would give himself about two hours before he needed to fuck someone again.

Or get fucked.

The Changeling groaned. That...that wasn't a thought that he really wanted to indulge, but at the same time, he knew that there was a reason that it had popped into his mind. Getting fucked hit different buttons than fucking. It might be better. It might actually drain him more.

Maybe.

Possibly.

Chrysalis pressed his hand to his forehead, grumbling under his breath. Why did this have to be so much more complicated? All he wanted to do was conquer the world, and here he was just trying to find a way to conquer his fucking libido.

I swear, I swear, I SWEAR, I'm going to get you for this, Engy, he thought. Alright...alright. Let's at least find out how well it works...and maybe I can keep my male bits smaller for this...for bottoming...

That was a thought. At the very least, males on the bottom tended to go a bit femmy. Maybe he could focus on his ass and hips again for a bit...

Just a bit...

It might work...he hoped.

The End

Summary: Chrysalis finally meets up with the dragon that's responsible for the fact that she was turned into a he, and Engy gives the Changeling a little break.

Tags: M/M, Public Sex, Anal, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Balls, Musk, Mind Control, Chrysalis, Rule 34, Rule 63, Stallion, Otter, Changeling, Ball Growth, Ball Adjustment, Transformation, Horse Cock, Series, Orgasm, Cum, Creampie, Cum Inflation,