Amity's coos increase in turn, very appreciative of the light show she can both see and feel all around her, loving the feeling of being so close to, held within, and beloved by, her Empress and Owner.
Trapped in Equestria 3.0 {The REAL Rp}
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Amity's coos increase in turn, very appreciative of the light show she can both see and feel all around her, loving the feeling of being so close to, held within, and beloved by, her Empress and Owner.
"Exactly." the elemental mare nods, "I'm quite inexperienced as a mother, though, and I don't really know if I'm doing things right. It's just something I don't want to screw up since it would have quite severe consequences."
Empress Segment curls around just a tiny bit tighter with an increase in her feeding, adding her front limbs to slightly kneading the unicorn in her grasp while tugging at the pet's garments, just as idle thoughts of stray power rather than intentional ones.
"Benevolence sadly know much about that." The Yellow Queen sighs, resting her head on the shrunken mare.
As all that Amity has left on her are her stockings, garters, anklets, choker, and panties the Princess lets out many coo squeaks as they are stroked, especially her panties which are now stuck to her, Amity comes to realize, damp with moisture from the previous public display made of her. The feeling of the delicate fabric peeling off when tugged only to stick again when released has the Princess a bit flustered again.
"It's too easy to make mistakes." the tiny mare responds, "But I'll do everything I can to make my little ones happy. No exceptions. Kimono and Bones will both do the same for them and together, we will manage."
"Benevolence is very glad to hear that. Tis the hope of all parents that future generations do better than oneself did in the past." The Queen states with a weary smile.
There is very subtle ripple in the shadow of the elemental mare as a nymph literally pops into the air right about where Chroma's nose should be, landing the nymph close by. Upon landing the nymph squeaks a few times, sounding very similar to a squeaking toy complete with a rising pitch. It is after several such calls that she decides to hug the very small mommy close to her and then squeak a few times at the mommy as well as the odd looking not-mommy she recognizes by scent-memory: this leads to a few additional squeaks.
Either Segment senses this, knew it to be inevitable, sees it, or some combination thereof - because The Empress maintains such a delicate hold on each tug. every single one so insistent yet faint on the articles that the farthest ones may or may not be askew a little but the lingerie...that remains in place due to being held so well in the first place, leading to several kinds of teasing tugs.
Amity lets out little eeps each time her panties are tugged on, the feeling being faintly pleasurable but not so much so to break her out of the cuddly move in and of itself. The Pet Princess is still more focused on the feeling of the thorax around her, also clinging to her, and making her feel so utterly captured whilst simultaneously safe and loved.
The elemental mare hugs the nymph, wrapping the little one up in an aura of warmth. The nymph may actually be a bit larger than her mother at this point, but that way, they look even more adorable, hugging each other on the yellow queen's belly.
"Well, it's not good to dwell on the mistakes of the past and look ahead in order to see what you can do right in the present." the elemental mare suggests, "At the end of the day, children don't happen to come with something like an instruction manual, do they now?"
"Well, it's not good to dwell on the mistakes of the past and look ahead in order to see what you can do right in the present." the elemental mare suggests, "At the end of the day, children don't happen to come with something like an instruction manual, do they now?"
"No, that they do not." Benevolence agrees, holding the pair gently and accepting the bit of clemency that statement gives.
The nymph is very much like her sisters: two large fuchia colored pools as eyes, a tiny thorax, a miniscule pair of wings folded under a carapace of brighter fuchsia, a tiny swimming frill, a small tail with a little bushes to it, a pair of tiny fangs and a radiant personality that right now is trying to comprehend that Mommy is not as big now as yesterday and seems to think this is astounding: between rapid.fire squeaks her mind is abuzz with inter-hive thoughtlines but even more obvious is her set of four tiny hooves that swish, flail and whirl while pausing occasionally to cuddle the tiny mommy as well as golden auntie cleary happy to do so.
Segment's purrs slow down slightly, letting the ripple on the squishy interior of her body better as it seems to moisten a few touches...
Benevolence is rather amused by this display, chittering back warmly though it takes her a moment to speak a more modern dialect instead of her mother tongue that would be more like Welsh in comparison to modern English. Soon enough however the yellow Queen is doting on the Nymph in a more understandable version of the language.
Amity audibly gasps at the increase in moisture soaking into her fur, face flushing at the sensation of her Owner's goop coating her. The Princess continues to snuggle up as much as possible if only to feel her Empress that much more. Truly enthralled with love the Princess beams and giggles goofily, happy as can be.
The tiny mare snickers at the nymphs antics and tries to mentally show her an animated image of mommy changing size. She also proceeds to boop the little nymph's nose.
"The little ones are really adorable. They are still so new to this world thatso many things seem confusing to them." Chroma then remarks to the yellow queen, "I could just watch them explore the world if it wasn't dangerous."
"The little ones are really adorable. They are still so new to this world thatso many things seem confusing to them." Chroma then remarks to the yellow queen, "I could just watch them explore the world if it wasn't dangerous."
"Indeed, tis quite wonderful to see something so innocent and full of wonder. No matter how old Benevolence gets she never tires of this." The Queen coos before chittering more at the Nymph more encouragement.
Segment takes this moment to tease Amity by raising the humidity level in the cocoon she has surrounded Amity in, lowering the frequency of her purrs so let the moisture in the air better shiver all around the unicorn as it soaks into fur as easily as into cloth, not coincidentally affecting the stickyness therein as well.
The tiny nymph responds by squeaking, using both tiny forelimbs to grab her mommy to return noseboops while her shadow literally rises from under her to garble half-garbled gibberish-ish at the golden auntie, including flailing its own limbs in apparent excitement as its non-eyes look at Benevolence's own.
Amity shudders and lets out a soft moan as the rumbling stickiness all over her body just feels too good to hold inside and not vocalize. Held so helpless and surrounded in every way by her Owner the Pet Admiral feels her body heating up and aching for even more of the Empress.
Benevolence mirrors the movement of the shadows with her wings, which she releases from being hidden by her Earth Pony Glamoured form, all the while humming along contently a melody in tune to the movements.
Segment continues her ministrations steadily like one might idly pet their dog with a free hand while they read a book, which is exactly what Segment is doing although the book is a thick manual on utilizing planar magics.
The nymph's shadow copy stares in open amazement that is as bright as it is wide-open and gaping its jaw at the sudden change as if the nymph had never seen a magic trick before.
The nymph on the other hand curls around right around her mother...and with a yawn-squeak falls asleep, complete with faint sniffs rising from her snout.
Amity's pleasured vocalizations increases in frequency as the sticky sensation has the Princess feeling quite good in her Empress' grip. The sensation of being enveloped and held so tightly whilst also coated in Segment's own goop does lead to the effect of arousal in the marshmallow being encapsulated, though not as much a lewd desire for sex so much as a degree of comfort and love so deep and complete that Amity feels as if she cannot be too close to her beloved nor give her too much love in any form the Princess can exude.
Benevolence, amused by this reaction, next tries buzzing her wings at different speeds to raise and lower their pitch, taking short breaks to wiggle each wing on its own in random patterns and fashions.
The Empress takes several moments just to enjoy tugging along all the garments she has left her pet wearing but it seems she focuses on the stockings in particular and lets idle motions move along the strings in a simulated likeness of giving animation to the strings attached to the stockings, pretending to neglect the panties and leaving the water in the air to absorb to them, growing just a little more damp. The Empress purrs just a little more, and cranes her head to peer into Amity's eyes with a smile on her lips.
The shadow of the nymph buzzes a tiny pair of spaces where a nymph should have its wings but only the thinnest of gossamers flickers in that space, indicating there would be wings there should be.
The real, physical nymph, the one cuddled right now by her mommy, squeak-squeak-squeek' s at Chroma and buzzes excitedly, trying to boop Chroma's nose with all four of her tiny limbs.
Though not as sensitive of a place Amity none the less shudders as her stockings are tugged at. In a way the feeling of their cohesion to her body breaking and reforming is even more pleasurable as it allows her to focus more on the feeling of their cling to her without the noise of her reproductive organs' sensations muddying up the experience.
The Princess' eyes are now lidded, displaying her shimmering eyeshadow and now naturally purple eyelashes, pouty, glossy lips parted in a soft, whimpering pant. Under the many purple imprints of Segment's lips the Empress' Pet blushes noticeably as well as glowing in a way perfectly suited to a mare in love and being courted by the one for which she beams. Far from a wanton, violent lust, the Princess looks quite sedate and accepting of her situation, merely exuding a sincere wish to experience more of her Owner.
Benevolence is quite amused by this shadow being and continues her wing show, making her wings in more erratic and asymmetrical motions to increase theatrics of the show.
Chroma lets the tiny nymphs boop her tiny nose and then goes ahead and blows a raspberry on the nymph's belly.
After that, she squeaks at the nymph, wondering what kind of reaction she will get if the nymph is the one who is squeaked at, rather than being the one who squeaks.
To Benevolence, she mentally notes: 'If you feel like doing something silly with the nymph, do go ahead.'
After that, she squeaks at the nymph, wondering what kind of reaction she will get if the nymph is the one who is squeaked at, rather than being the one who squeaks.
To Benevolence, she mentally notes: 'If you feel like doing something silly with the nymph, do go ahead.'
<cut to Jacky>
“Well, since we are all on the same page, we can officially start the meeting!”
The alicorn prince joyfully exclaimed. He begins to sprint to the table both the future world leader and their spouse were sitting at. Jacky didn't waste any time seating himself as he hopped into his cushioned chair.
“To be blunt Mr. Saberhagen, I would like for you to be the leader of the Diamond Dogs.” “There has not been anyone to even come close to the level of competence you have shown.”
Jacky admitted to the canine without an ounce of hesitance.
"Benevolence shall do so if given the chance, though currently she is having quite a time with this shadow Nymph." The yellow Queen beams mentally.
Lady Loaranna takes a moment to daintily step the distance until she can carefully lower herself onto a seat comfortably, pooling her considerable dress around where its color seems to cascade around her until it pools around her in softly rippling motions. Although she does not offer verbal input her smile is clearly approving of the speaker as well as her husband.
The nymph first stares in amazement at being booped right on the nose which causes her wings to unfold abuzzing while the nymph's tiny forelimbs fly to her nose - and then onto Chroma's nose in a very clever return boop. Right afterward the nymph squeaks back at Chroma with a very distinct happy tone at every squeak albeit their rapid rate make them blur together in a happy line of squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak.
The shadow nymph's void wings buzz without sound while the shadowy construct literally flails in the air out of spastic happiness that has neither for nor sound but is evident right in front of Benevolence's eyes: the shape of the place where the shadow's eyeholes are as well as their form hints too strongly for the message not to be clear.
"Enjoying yourself, pet?" The Empress purrs as her head is suddenly filling Amity's entire vision, having somehow shuffled her bulk in such way as to sneak her head into this cocoon, right before she nuzzles her pet's head powerfully, letting Amity feel the considerable amount of force she could bring to bear in every brush of her hard chitinous head against Amity's soft white fur which her purring voice clearly approves of in spite of or perhaps especially due to the moisture soaked into the fur,
Benevolence is highly amused by these antics, thinking quickly the tiny Queen invokes her Metal Magic to sprinkle Gold flakes as her wings flap. Within a few flaps the Queen herself as well as her two snuggle buddies are shimmering gold.
"Very much so~" Amity contently coos, nuzzling her Owner back as best she can in the goopy confines. Seeing and hearing her Empress whilst wrapped up within her has the Unicorn feeling even more love and desire to be with, love, and be loved by her much larger Changeling Empress.
"You are just an endless feast of love, pet," purrs The Empress at feeling the love practically radiating into her entire body and returning a nuzzle for every larger chunk of it that her reservoires grow by, and then marking Amity's face with yet another kiss. "Are you certain you are a little lap pet instead of some manner of an artifact of exquisite power that I have the fortune to possess?"
Each kiss pressed into the trapped, goopy Pet causes her to exude ever more love, heart thankful for the further ownership and marking and striving to give out more as to seek further reward. "I very well could be~" Amity dreamily murmurs. "An ancient mechanism predating the Neckbeards, an infinite font of love and submissiveness that has lied in wait for thousands of years for the right Mistress to find and wield it for her greater glory~" Amity's words all drip with love as she rubs in place against her Owner. "I'd not at all mind such a fate or history~" the Empress' Pet giggles meekly.
"Hush about the neck-filt, pet; I will not listen to foul words like that, especially from my precious lap unicorn whom I dote on because I enjoy it more than I enjoy listening to hymns about my generosity," comes the immediate response from The Empress followed directly by a particularly heavy kiss on the space right under Amity's horn where it leaves a heady feeling topped by something sticky.
Amity cannot argue with such a dire kiss, and with the stickiness resting on the base of her horn on her exposed forehead with her braid pulled back the kept Pet finds her mind flooded and racing with how obvious and glaring such a kiss will be. Such thoughts refusing to leave the forefront of her mind, Amity shivers in delight and presses further into Segment's gooey hold. "As you order, my Empress~" Amity declares in equal fidelity and sappiness.