Title:           Bug Butt Filler 2
Author:          shrimpasta
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/jT3JFde0
First Edit:      Tuesday 1st of July 2014 07:43:41 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 1st of July 2014 07:43:41 AM CDT

>Being dead is over rated
>It's like being in a dream, only nothing is happening, and you're just thinking amid a vast emptiness
>An out of body experience, in a way
>All you can think about is how you were strong enough to crumple skulls and cave in the body of such a huge beast
>Eventually, your thoughts drift to other topics, like why it all happened this way
>How did you get there?
>What is... that?
>You can feel something
>A physical sensation
Am I alive?
>Your thoughts are answered with another feeling
>A dull pulse
>Followed by the familiar feeling of your hands, arms, and body
>You feel... Smothered
>But not in a suffocating way
>In fact, it feels very comfortable
>You try to move your arm, and that's when it goes wrong
>A muffled groan escapes you as fresh pain races through you
Time to open my eyes
>You think to yourself
>When you do, you find a black ceiling above you
>You are face up in what looks like a cavern
>A cavern made of something black, and lit with something glowing a faint tinge of green.
>You can't turn your head much without bringing pain, but what much you can reveals that you aren't in a hospital bed
>More like a glowing cocoon
>It explains the slight slime feeling you're getting
>With these discoveries, you decide against trying to escape
>Moving hurts, and somehow being here is soothing
>With nothing better to do, you relax, and settle into a deep, calm sleep
>....
>....
>...............
>With no sense of time to judge by, you wake up again
>This time, when you open your eyes you are met with a pair of large green eyes
>Without warning, the eyes retreat and leave the room
>A moment later, footsteps can be heard coming your way
>Four people by the sound of it
>Or is it two ponies? Maybe that's what this planet is full of
>Turns out, none of the above
>They had the builds of a pony, but were an entirely different species
>One was small, about waist high
>The other was easily as tall as you, and had what looked like a crown
>They were covered in a smooth black coat- or maybe it was an exoskeleton
>They sort of resembled bug ponies, with their hole filled wings, jagged black horns, and protruding fangs
>Neither of them have moved much past the entryway
>Finally, the larger one walks closer to you after whispering something to the smaller one
>Immediately you can tell that this one is a leader
>The way it carries itself, and the way the smaller bug pony obeyed tipped you off
>Both of you sit there, waiting, analyzing each other
>Finally, it speaks
What manner of creature are you, to vanquish a hydra with... a bat
>Her tone confirms your suspicions, she is the leader here
>With that crown thing, you suspect royalty
Human
>You decide against calling her "your highness"
>She looks puzzled, clearly not knowing what a human is
One of my subjects tells me you could be a worthy asset
>Uh oh. You don't like where this is headed
Prove it to me
>Fuck
>What can you say?
>You don't know what would happen if you weren't useful to her, but the way she asked makes you not keen to find out
>Choosing your words carefully, you reply
In my current state, I am no threat to you
>That sounded half decent
>She ponders your statement for a moment
We shall see
>She turns to leave
>You still have questions
Hang on
>She stops, and turns to face you
I told you what I am, what are you
>She gives a fang filled sadistic grin at this
I am Queen Chrysalis, ruler of the changelings
>She gives a pause
And you
>Then leaves the room
>All you can do now is wonder what kind of ruler she is
>You hope you can find a use for her
>You don't know why, but you have the feeling that if you don't, things wouldn't end well