*Gasp* *Gasp*
>That storm earlier had drained you of almost all your remaining strength.
>You are wet, exhausted, and worst of all, starving.
>It's been so long since you last ate…
>There's barely enough energy for you to sneak into this thing's house.
>You were once a queen…
>How pathetic for you to have to resort to such methods of survival.
>But what choice do you have?
>The lack of nutrients have left you unable to use any magic, let alone disguise yourself.
>You enter the house through a window.
>Oddly enough, there was a way to unlock it from the outside, though it looked like it was hastily added.
>Perhaps this creature locks himself out of the house often?
>Carefully closing the window behind you, you stumble up a set of stairs.
>Your legs wobble and begin to give out, but you steel yourself and continue upwards, softly whispering to yourself.
"Just a little bit farther… I'll get some love soon…"
>You twist your ears around as you reach the top of the stairs, trying to find the home's inhabitant.
>A soft snoring is heard behind a door at the end of the hall.
>You stagger to the door and crack it open to survey the room.
>There is a large creature sleeping under the covers of his bed.
>He lets out a snort as you approach his bedside.
>Looking down, you can see that he is fairly muscular, nothing a working stallion wouldn't have, but more than the average beast.
>His teeth also interest you. He's a carnivore it seems…
*Grrrrr*
>Your stomach growling reminds you of your mission. 
>Gently, you lift the covers and worm under them, coming to a stop when your head is near your target's crotch.
>The smell is quite powerful, and more… exotic than your used to, even under his clothing.
>You carefully bite his boxers and pull them down, revealing the prize you sought.
>It has a weird head on it, but a quick lick dissolves any reservations you had.
>His salty flavor returns some of your strength to you, so you begin your task.
 
>You are Anon, the human escort.
>*Slurp* *Slurp*
>Damn your dick feels good right now.
>*Slurp* *Slurp*
>…
>Wait…
>*Slurp* *Slurp*
>It 'feels good'?
>Your eyes snap open, revealing a large bobbing lump under your sheets.
>*Slurp* *Slurp*
>Damn, Fluttershy got really good at this, it doesn't feel that bad.
>Still...
"Fucking Fluttershy!"
>You tear off your covers and punch the intruder in her snout.
>The force throws her off of the bed, and she crumples to the ground, unmoving.
>Once your eyes adjust to the darkness, you notice that it was not Fluttershy that had been sucking you off, but a much larger, black equine.
>You hear strained rasps of breath as you get out of bed to examine her closer.
>Hmm…
>Hooves full of holes, insectoid features, fangs…
>This must be a changeling, and a sizable one at that.
>Satisfied with your analysis, you begin to get dressed so you can inform the authorities, keeping an eye on the changeling.
>After all, there was an Equestria wide changeling hunt going on, so getting caught with one wouldn't look too good.
>When you finish putting on shoes, you head out of your room.
>"Please…"
>A pathetic voice stops you before you can leave.
>"Please, I-"
>Quiet sobs drift across the room, drawing you to the changeling's side.
>"I don't… *wheeze*  want… *wheeze* to die…"
>She weakly opens her eyes as you kneel beside her.
"What do you mean? Why are you going to die?"
>"…Starving… Haven't eaten in- *wheeze* months…"
>Changelings consume love, if you remember correctly.
>The current manhunt for their kind must have made it very difficult for them to survive.
>Unfortunately for her, you cannot give her what she wants.
"I'm sorry, but I can't help you."
>You scoop the changeling up and carry her into the hall.
>Opening the door next to your room, you lay the insectoid on the guest bed.
>The least you can do is make her comfortable.
>She feebly grips your hand as you move to draw away from her.
>"Please… I need- *gasp* love."
>You squeeze her hoof reassuringly.
"I'm sorry… but I can't give you that emotion."
>"N-no… not emotional…"
>What?
>"Physical… can sust- *wheeze* -ain me." 
>She looks at you with tears in her eyes.
>She is terrified of death.
*Sigh*
"What do you need?"
>Her eyes are barely open, but she manages some instruction.
>"F-feed me… please…"
>She opens her mouth, letting her tongue fall out.
>… 
"Is this really the only way?"
>Your guest doesn't respond, her forced breaths spurring you to action.
*Sigh*
>This is crazy.
>Unzipping your pants, you pull out your dick and begin to stroke it.
>Masturbating is a simple enough task, and despite your considerable endurance, you can easily make yourself come.
>It's not really an orgasm, as much as your muscles just doing the pleasureless old grind.
>Some p0nies rather enjoy seeing you perform, and some pay you JUST to have you jerk off onto them, so it's become an all too familiar routine.
>Money is money…
>You position yourself over the changeling's mouth when you feel yourself getting close.
>Your movements become short and rapid as you near her maw.
>Letting out a low grunt, you release your load into her mouth.
>Once the wave of semen stops flowing onto her tongue, the changeling slowly closes her mouth.
>*Gulp*
>…
>Her eyes burst open and you feel a force around your hips.
>You're pulled to the bed, with the changeling sitting between your legs.
>She rips off your pants and boxers, leaving your member exposed.
>You're still sensitive and semi-erect from coming in her mouth.
>She lowers her head and swallows you entirely.
>You feel her snorts on your abdomen while her throat massages your length.
"Fffffuck…"
>Instinctively, you place a hand on the back of her head and thrust your hips.
>Even though you are already hilted, your body apparently wants to be further in.
>The changeling nibbles at your base, her fangs pressing against, but not piercing, your skin.
>She slowly pulls her head away, a faint green slobber coats your length where her mouth had been.
>You attempt to push her back down, but green magic manacles lock your hands to the bed posts.
>The ridges of her throat each grip and release your glans as she works you back out at an agonizing pace.
>When your head is all that's left, she stops, suckling on it like it was a bottle.
>Her tongue explores your tip, prodding your urethra, licking under your head, teasing your glans.
>Maybe you should ask her to teach Roseluck a thing or two…
>Cold air greets your head as the changeling's lips open, liberating your member.
>You are so close.
>She watches your dick twitch in torment, smiling at her denial of your orgasm.
>"Thank you, and now, my name is Chrysalis. What is yours?"
>You clench the bedsheets and stare at the ceiling as you reply.
"An-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON"
>In one motion, her throat has again wrapped around your length and is furiously milking you.
>The sudden sensation is too much, she presses her head as deep into your crotch as she can while you come.
>Chrysalis laughs and rolls over, keeping you embedded in her orifice and releasing you from your shackles.
>Her hooves wrap around your ass and keep you steady while you buck into her.
>Since you're so far down her throat, she doesn't so much swallow as just relax and let you pump your love directly into her stomach.
>With your loads diminishing is size, a green light is emitted from Chrysalis's horn.
>It feels like all of your reserves are about to work their way out of your dick.
>"H'um…"
>You knew what she wants- nay, commands you to do.
>You forgo supporting yourself with your arms and instead grip the sides of Chrysalis's head.
>*Gag*
>You pull yourself violently into her jaws, forcing the changeling to gag.
>Her eyes roll to the back of her head as she is deprived of oxygen, but she still does not pull away, letting you savagely fuck her face.
>Globs of green spit dribble from the corners of her mouth, making it easier for you to slide in and out of her throat.
>Her tongue wraps around your member, trying to coax out more of the life-giving fluid.
>Soon, a massive orgasm hits you and you shoot your seed into Chrysalis's belly.
>Her body gurgles, no doubt trying to find room for all your physical love.
>Chrysalis herself is barely conscious, only emitting lewd slopping noises when you thrust into her.
>Her hooves lay limply on the bed, letting you have complete control over her.
>Her body spasms, warning you of her need for air.
>You send one last spurt into her gullet before withdrawing your cock with a *pop* and collapsing next to her.
>*Gasp*
>Chrysalis inhales deeply, gasping, but otherwise fine.
>She regains focus and looks over at you.
>"So, Anon was it?"
>You nod, still reeling from the most amazing deepthroat ever.
>"Is this where I'll be sleeping?"
>…
>What?
>As if she read your thoughts, Chrysalis speaks.
>"I need a steady supply of love, and you-"
>She grabs your crotch with a hoof.
>"Are more than capable of doing that. So I'll ask again…"
>Chrysalis' horn glows brilliantly, and you can feel your mind start to go.
>"Is this where… I'll be sleeping?"
>Maybe it wouldn't be so bad havin- NO!
>You force yourself from the bed and stand up.
>She's trying to use mind magic on you!
>You raise a hand and ball it into a fist.
>Chrysalis flinches as you bring your clenched hand down.
*Thud*
"^Ai-^"
>Right into your own crotch.
>You double over in pain, clutching your wounded pride.
>"Wh-why did you-"
"^Pain is one of the easiest ways to rid mental magic's effects.^"
>Chrysalis huffs at your regained lucidity.
>"Well, I still want to stay. You're the only one who hasn't driven me off right away…"
>To be fair, p0nies didn't treat you very well when you first showed up.
>You rub your temples as you think, still somewhat in pain.
*Sigh*
"Fine, you can stay."
>"Yay!"
"But there are some ground rules. Number one, you pay rent and help out around the house. Number two, no hive buildin-"
>"That's not fair! I'm the queen of the changelings! I have to spawn more subjects!"
"If I see even one egg or pile of green goo, it's goodbye house, hello prison, got it?"
>*Grumble* *Grumble*
"GOT IT?!"
>"YES!"
>Chrysalis glares at you, angry for the limitations being placed on her.
"And finally, no one must ever know that you are a changeling, so you'll have to spend the bulk of your time in disguise."
>Chrysalis's glare is replaced with a smile.
>Green flames roar up around her, replacing the black changeling with a blue-maned, white unicorn mare.
>She batts her blue eyes at you before speaking.
>"I'm Sylph, it's a pleasure to meet you."
>She has a dignified voice, with the slight hint of a city accent.
>Perfect, no one would suspect her just showing up if she sounds like she's from far away.
>"Now, about my rent…"
>She licks her lips and glances at your crotch.
"Oh no, that won't work."
>Sylph's confusion is evident.
"I have sex, literally EVERY day, it's what I do for a living. Temptations of the flesh are not good bargaining tools against me."
>The unicorn furrows her brow before charging up a spell.
>A bag drops onto the floor from a green portal.
>You open it up to see it contains bits.
>Checking to make sure they're real, you count each one and total fifty bits.
"This will cover the first month's rent. Do you have any more?"
>"Changelings aren't exactly in the habit of using currency."
"Then, it looks like you'll have to get a job."
>"Humph."
>Sylph rolls over on the bed and ignores you.
>Deciding it would be best to give her some space, you leave and return to your own bed.
>What deity did you piss off to deserve this?
*Sigh*
>This is why you're so broke all the time...