Twilight emerged in thick, messy clumps: cracked bones embedded in a mix of soft and hardened lumps of poop. A few clumps of hair and feathers were wafted into the air by a loud fart. Chrysalis didn't feel the need to take her time or to be particularly clean or elegant. Twilight didn't deserve the care of a long, consistent shit. She deserved to be dumped.

She smiled at the mess she was leaving. Chrysalis had always considered Twilight to be a piece of shit, and it had been incredibly satisfying to make that literal. She'd drained the pony's magic and energy slowly, first breaking her mind and harassing her with imitations of her friends, family, and teacher until the pony had snapped and become compliant. At that point Chrysalis could have done anything to the pony that she wished, she could have forced Twilight to ask to be eaten. But she didn't. Ponies like Twilight didn't deserve to drift away in bliss, feeding their predator love even while their body dissolved around them. Ponies like Twilight deserved to die in fear.

And Twilight had died terrified. After breaking down her mental defenses, breaking her body had been even more satisfying. Celestia's prize student had spent over an hour pleading and crying to be let out, quietly sobbing, offering anything and everything to try and trade for her life. If Chrysalis let her out, she'd love her. She'd betray her friends. She'd do whatever the Changeling Queen desired. Chrysalis had merely burped. It wasn't worth responding.

Eventually Twilight's cries got softer and softer and the mare drifted into sweet unconsciousness. A little too early for Chrysalis's liking, she hadn't really gotten the chance to be brutal yet. But the emotional pain mattered more to her than the chance to inflict physical pain. And she could still enjoy the feeling of Twilight's bones snapping, her body liquidating, even though the mare was dead~

"Hnnng~" Chrysalis gave a satisfied huff while she pushed the results of that brutal, rough digestion out through her ass. Why dwell in the past when there was somepony that she hated even more to play with? Celestia was lying beneath her: horn cracked, face stained with tears. The "princess" was now a pathetic prey, trapped beneath her like so many previous prey. Some leader.

"Well now, 'princess'", the Changeling gloated. "Now that you're being a bit more... cooperative... why don't we have some fun?"

A quarter of Twilight's skull clattered to the ground. Fuck, it had felt good when that cracked inside of her.

"I know!" Chrysalis continued. "Let's play a guessing game!" She smiled wickedly. "I had so much fun breaking down my last meal~ I wonder if they're still recognizable."

The fragment of skull was buried under a wet, steaming log that curled down and then was cut off in a splattered fart.

"I know it's a little tough to recognize them now, but surely you can guess who that was."

Princess Celestia was crying. What a good fucking sound. Chrysalis ground her body forward, teasing herself against Celestia's now-useless horn.

"You want to know how she died? You want to know how long she pleaded for you? It was pretty funny actually." *Slip, shlop*. Feminine juices dripped down Celestia's horn, through the clouds of steam and musk radiating from the pile of shit accumulating in front of her. Celestia just watched in horror, and... was that?...

"Holy fuck", Chrysalis exclaimed, "you still love her!?" Chrysalis cackled. She came, but didn't stop her methodical sliding back and forth or the wet, heavy plops and splurts of shit and skull and fur. Her fluids were dripping down into Celestia's eyes, but they were hard to tell apart from tears.

"Fuck, that's delicious. That is just so good. Your student is literal shit, and you still can't help but feel love. You can't even look at her bones without feeling affection. I could feed on your love with a literal pile of poop."

She came again. Her pussy shivered, but it was like Chrysalis didn't even notice, she just kept squeezing and taunting.

"Just how pathetic are you, 'princess?'"

The last wet farts and drops of feces and fluids signaled that Twilight was finally done. Chrysalis let out a satisfied sigh and lowered her rump to rest comfortably on Celestia's head. The delicate flavor of love, fear, and despair were all around her. Delicious~

The Changeling Queen panted shamelessly. She was dripping with satisfaction and arousal and she didn't care who knew. She wished she still had one of Twilight's friends around so she could make them pleasure her all throughout what she'd be doing next. She had longed for this moment for so, so long. Even while she had been pulverizing Twilight's dead body, she had been salivating in anticipation of the allicorn's defeat.

"Hahhh~" Chrysalis ran her tongue over Celestia's rump. "You get it now, don't you. How powerless you are. How pathetic. You couldn't do a single thing, you couldn't protect her from me in any way. Everything I wanted to do, I did. Everything I wanted to take, I took. She was mine, totally and utterly. And you did nothing. You just... lost." >:3

Celestia whimpered. Chrysalis had never heard that noise before. She licked across Celestia's plump body, back and forth. She wanted to hear that sound again.

"Mmmph", Chrysalis shifted on her haunches and continued using her tongue to explore her prey's body. Celestia stared forward, unable to look away from the stinky pile that used to be her prodigy. Chrysalis licked her lips and smiled an evil grin.

"You know, I think I'm just about ready for the second course~"

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