The song of love.

Chapter 18. Transformation.

Soft slept quietly in his couch. With a bag of cold water over his head, his temporal heat got under control. And even when he denied it, he snort every now and then.

Suddenly, his dream was interrupted when some knocks in his door took him by surprise, sending him to the floor.

"Who's there?" He asked, getting up lazily.

When nopony answered, he started to walk slowly toward it, while his mind tried to rationalize who might it be.

... Fluttershy? No, she was in the hospital, still recovering from the experience.

... Rarity? It might be possible. But the knocks were rough, not the like of a lady, like she herself said.

... A work fellow?... yeah, sure.

Then, who might it be?

Soft was about to touch the door when the answer came to him.

... Oh, no... He started to back up a little when the door suddenly shot open and put him between his wall and the door.

"Hello? Somepony in here?" Asked a cheerful and melodious voice.

... I'm SO screwed...

"Hello? Mister Soft? You in here?" Asked one with a farmer style.

"I told you. He mustn't be in here!" Answered a rough but feminine voice.

"Then, what do we do?"

"We should search in other place."

Yes! Go ahead, just go and let me enjoy my peaceful home and-

"Let me put a note on his door."

Crap, NO! Stay away from the... Suddenly, the door moved to reveal the three young mares he didn't wanted to see. door... goodbye, peaceful day...

Soft just stood pinned to the wall in a funny pose while the three just looked at him with surprise. After a few moments, Soft broke the silence.

"... Just... who the hay opens the door like that?" He asked at the time he started to separate from the wall. To his response, Scootaloo lifted her hoof with an embarrassed expression.

Soft just nodded while getting to his hooves. Who knows why he always ended hit by her every time he saw her. Just as he stood perfectly fine, he noted the concern in the girl's faces.

"... So... what's up?"

"Uhh... we were wondering... uhh... we wanted to ask you about... uhh..." Sweetie started to answer before she turned to look nervously at her friends.

"About plants!" Applebloom suddenly shouted.

"Yes! Plants! We want to know everything about them!" Scootaloo nodded once before wearing a smile.

Soft could almost see three gold halos over their heads. That made him suspect of them.

"... Plants?" Soft asked seriously, gaining a simple nod from the three mares. "... Yeah, sure. Girls, I'm a doctor, not a botanic. Why don't you go and ask your teacher or somepony else better qualified?"

"... Becaaauuuuse... weeeee... weee wanted to ask to you because it's a plant that is growing near of your house!" Scootaloo explained nervously.

"Mhm. How does it looks like?" Soft asked, still unconvinced with it.

"... Well... we can't say it because you need to see it." Sweetie Belle said at the time she pushed him lightly to the door.

Soft decided to play along, being dragged by Sweetie Belle outside, much to his disliking. However, when he got out, he noticed something in his roof.

"What the... A cactus?" Soft said at the sight of the spiny plant growing on his roof.

Sweetie Belle took the chance immediately.

"YES! That's the plant we were talking about!" She almost shouted at the sky. With Soft's sight in her, she just blushed and step back.

"... You mean... that you wanted to know about... a cactus?" Soft said cocking a brow while he used his magic to take out the cactus and planting it in an empty pot.

Sweetie was losing control with the situation. But her friends came to rescue.

"Everything set!" Scootaloo said while trotting happily toward them, being followed closely by Applebloom.

"... What's set?" Soft asked in genuine curiosity.

"Your surprise!" Scootaloo said cheerful.

"... What?" Soft asked in certain curiosity.

Soft entered into his living to find a small package in his table. It was well decorated and it had a funny smell on it. Soft took it into his hoof and inspected it closely: It was well closed. The ribbon on the top was making it to remain closed.

Then, he felt it. A slight sensation of uneasiness at the look of the girls to the scene. Obviously, they were expecting him to open it in front of them.

A grin crossed on his face while the thoughts of what it might be and what he could do with it crossed through his mind. It it was a joke with streamers, then the surprise might be just to them when he'd open the package in their faces.

Just as he started to untie the ribbon, the girls' faces came closer to the package, looking forward to what might happen. Soft kept untying the ribbon slowly, until the girls' faces where at mere inches. Just at that moment, in a quick movement, he pulled the whole ribbon out and directed the package's top to them, freeing a rain of confetti over their faces.

The girls just opened their eyes in disbelief at what happened, while Soft started to laugh at them.

"You girls look ridiculous! Look at that!" Soft said while pointing at a mirror. All the while, laughing at them.

The three of them just went to the mirror and looked at themselves: their faces covered in multi-colored confetti. They just started to shake in order to take it off. Seeing that it had no effect, they went to the bathroom to wash it off.

Soft, by the time, went for a broom and a dustpan. He immediately started to take out the pile of confetti. Suddenly, he caught a certain smell. It was something known to him, but for the moment, he couldn't make out the why. That was until he inspected closely a small piece of confetti stuck to the wall.

At simple sight, one would have seen the usual piece of paper for parties. But for a trained in close-looking like doctors, a small stain could be easily noted. In a close inspection, the whole confetti had a small stain on every single one of them.

So THIS is where that smell is coming from. Soft thought to himself while taking a magnifying glass and amplifying the stain. It was of a brownish tonality, but the most distinctive feature was its smell.

Soft started to wonder about the package. Every single piece of paper had the same substance on it. But what was it? And above everything else, where did the girls took that package from? Who gave it to them? Who would be...

"Mister Soft!"

Soft's thoughts were cut off by the sudden scream of Sweetie Belle coming from his bathroom. Almost instantly, he went running toward it.

"Coming!" Soft said while opening the door. There, in the floor, lied Applebloom and Scootaloo, shivering. Their eyes closed with a pained expression on their faces.

Soft went directly to touch Applebloom's forehead. It was burning, and she flinched at the touch.

Oh, no. Now what? Soft said while starting to inspecting them medically. Fever. Increase in their sensitivity. Uncontrollable shiver. What is this?

"Sweetie, go to the kitchen. I think there are some ice cubes in my refrigerator. Go for them, quick!" Soft instructed to Sweetie, who instantly got out of there running.

Soft kept inspecting them while taking off the rest of the confetti from their faces. In a quick motion, he turned the cold water on and put both of them inside of the tub. That should take care of the fever. After checking that the water wasn't too cold, he got closer to touch them again in their foreheads.

Fever's getting down. Maybe this might work. He thought to himself, before being dragged by his hoof toward Scootaloo. The mare in question had awoke and was looking rather oddly at him.

"... Umm... how are- !!" Soft got surprised at the sudden sensation of wet lips touching his. Almost instantly, he broke the kiss, only to be dragged by Applebloom this time.

Getting away from them, Soft could see the look of hunger in them. In a quick motion, those two jumped from the tub toward him, but Soft made his way out of there, closing the door behind him.

What just happened? Soft tried to rationalize his situation, but found himself unable to. What the?... I'm... hyperventilating?... Why? Suddenly, his gaze focused on a piece of paper glued to his fore hoof. His vision started to blur at each passing moment. Wait... the stain on them... Can it be?...

Soft took off the piece of paper from his hoof. Smelling it, the pieces got united.

Oh, crap... it's... aphrodisiac! Almost instantly, he started to took off all the confetti from himself. That was until he heard the sound of something hard landing abruptly in the floor. The sound was coming from the kitchen.

Soft got on his hooves as fast as he could. That aphrodisiac was already taking his toll on him.

Reaching the kitchen, he saw many ice cubes across the floor. In the center of the kitchen, lied a shivering Sweetie Belle.

"Sweetie!" Soft said at the time he went directly to Sweetie's side.

Soft started to took off as much confetti as he could from her face. Every time he touched her, she flinched at the contact, making a low moan.

"Relax. You'll get okay! I just need to cool you down." Soft said in an attempt to calm her.

Suddenly, Sweetie stopped moving. In a quick motion she turned around and embraced Soft tightly. After that, the sudden sensation of wet lips came to him again, taking him by surprise.

The kiss became more passionate. Soft started to go along, but stopped at the sudden realization of what was happening.

"STOP!" Soft said, throwing away Sweetie Belle. Getting into his hooves again, he went to pick up a bowl and tried in vain to pick up the ice cubes.

"... M-Mister Soft... please..."

Soft heard the small voice of Sweetie Belle behind him. That voice gave him creeps. But what scared him the most was to heard a loud 'thump' in the floor. Turning around, Sweetie was in the floor again, shivering.

The kind side of Soft made him to pick her up in his back and take her to his couch. At the moment he picked her up, she let out a moan. Every time Soft took a step forward, Sweetie felt something new growing withing her, as well as Soft felt something else growing beneath of him.

In a sudden rush, Soft put a hoof blindly on Sweetie Belle in order to avoid her to fall. Sweetie let out a small moan, gaining Soft attention. Soft blushed at the sight: he was holding her from her flank! Ignoring it for the moment, he just kept advancing toward the couch.

Finally reaching it, Soft put Sweetie on it. Sweetie just lay in there, watching him intently. On her eyes, a growing hunger could be seen.

Soft suddenly started to pant at the sight. His mind was suddenly filled with fantasies about taking her, like he did with Fluttershy. Or about she taking him, like Rarity.

Soft tried to cast away those fantasies, but a hoof touching his own caught his attention.

"M-Mister Soft... Can you d-do me a f-favor?" Sweetie asked with a notorious shiver on her voice.

"Yeah, sure. What is it?" Soft asked with a growing concern.

"... Could you, p-please, rub my flank again?"

Soft backed up a little at the sudden petition. Was she really asking him to do that?

"W-What? S-Sweetie, I don't think that-"

"Please! I felt this thing lowering when you touched it!" Sweetie begged to him, still holding his hoof tightly. "I-I feel like if I was on fire! I felt better when you touched me there! Please!"

Soft's mind was holding a conflict. A part of him just wanted to look for another solution, while the other one wanted to do what she was asking for.

While his mind was still conflicting, he felt a sudden warm on his hoof. Turning toward it, he noted that he was touching Sweetie's flank. How did it got there? He didn't had a clue. But there he was. Just touching her, while Sweetie's hoof still held his. Soft nervously started to move his hoof in circles, massaging her flank. Sweetie's breathing started to relax... a little. She was still panting heavily, but she seemed less pained.

After a few minutes, Sweetie stopped him.

"Mister Soft?... could you?..." She stuttered.

"... What?" Soft said, struggling to keep his rational side floating.

"...Could you... kiss me again?" She finally managed to say.

Nervously, Soft approached slowly to Sweetie. Both of them had a deep blush at the moment. It didn't was their first kiss, but still, Soft took things easy.

Finally touching her lips, they shared the most passionate kiss that they ever felt. Soft felt like if he were a pegasus now: He was floating. Sweetie felt almost like the same, but in another way: she was kissing his special pony for the first time!

Almost unconsciously, Soft started to move his hoof again, massaging her flank again. Sweetie moaned in the middle of their kiss. Soft felt himself growing harder by the time. His lust was reaching its peak.

Breaking the kiss, Soft started to kiss her in her neck, making Sweetie to moan even harder. Suddenly, she stopped him by taking his head on her hooves. She felt somewhat nervous at the sudden wave of sensations filling her. It scared her.

"Sweetie? You okay?" Soft asked, still panting by the sudden actions.

"... I'm... I'm... I'm scared... I don't know what's happening... It feels weird..." Sweetie Belle stammered.

Suddenly, realizing what he was doing, Soft stood up and leaved the living, filled with shame. Sweetie, concerned for what happened went after him.

"Mister Soft? You okay?" She asked.

Soft didn't even turned to her. He just kept picking up ice cubes from the floor.

"... I'm sorry, Sweetie..." Soft finally managed to answer. "... Sorry... I... I don't know what came over me."

Sweetie could see him sobbing. In real concern, she leaned to him and planted another kiss on his cheek. Soft blushed again, but he didn't turned to her.

"... Don't do that..."

"What?"

"That. Don't kiss me like that. I don't want to hurt you."

"How would you hurt me? I know you wouldn't EVER do anything to hurt me." Sweetie said in a confident tone.

"... How do you know it? How do you know that I will never ever hurt you?" Soft asked seriously, not looking at her.

Sweetie just sat and took between her hooves a small metallic object. Soft recognized it immediately.

"... My necklace..." He said, his voice failing to him as he tried to say something else.

"... It's the first gift a colt has given to me... Still, even now, when I'm cured of my leg, you haven't asked for it. You gave it to me with the promise that when you cured me, I would give it back to you."

"... It was my Father's. It's a reminder of them. I always thought that it would be a very important thing to me in the future. But it wasn't. Not for me, at least."

Sweetie took one of Soft's hooves and put the necklace on it. She felt sad of returning it. It was a beautiful necklace. Suddenly, she felt a hoof around her neck.

When that hoof got away, she saw that the necklace was on her again. Turning toward Soft with a surprised expression, she saw him wearing a smile.

"... It's just that... That thing looks better on you than on me. It makes you look ... beautiful." Soft said, a blush growing in his face.

Sweetie just smiled at that. She held the collar between her hooves again. She then turned to him with a cheerful tone.

"Then, I'll wear it forever! Just for you!"

Soft just nodded. He took Sweetie's hoof and held it. He just looked amazed at something that he hadn't noted before: she was freakin' gorgeous! Even more than her sister or anypony else he knew. It was like admiring a sunset: it's something you see everyday. But when you stop for a moment to admire it, it's stunning.

Sweetie noted that look on his face again. She didn't knew why, but it felt so... exciting for him to see her like that. Suddenly, an idea was formed in her mind.

Soft was stunned with the sight of her that he didn't noted when her lips touched his. It wasn't a long one, just a peck on his lips. But it was all what was needed for the fire to revive.

Soft surrounded Sweetie with his arms and held her there. Sweetie just planted her lips again on his and started to share their love, surrounding him with her hooves, too. Their tongues started to dance with each other as their kiss got more and more passionate.

Both of them got up from the floor clumsily, not breaking the kiss. They went difficultly toward Soft's couch, tripping every now and then. Their tongues danced with each other as their pace got slower.

When they reached the couch, Soft lifted Sweetie and placed her in there. Soft was fully erect at that moment, due to the many sensations at that moment. He just got over Sweetie, their bodies just mere inches from each other, as they got ready for whatever was going next.

Sweetie didn't knew fully what would happen: her mentor didn't told her anything about this. However, she trusted Soft with all her will.

Soft was restraining himself. He fully knew what was going to happen now, but for Sweetie's sake, he would hold himself for as long as he could.

Both of them lay there, just watching each other panting. The multiples scents filled their lounges, getting both of them more and more excited at each moment.

Suddenly, Sweetie noted the same thing that caught her attention before. Something poking at her in her privates. Looking down, she saw it again. It was something new to her, but it was so enticing to look at it.

Soft started to move slowly toward her. Just when his member was at Sweetie's entrance, he stopped. She could feel it trying to enter. She was scared at what could happen. But seeing again at the face of her special pony, she relaxed a bit.

Seeing Sweetie's approbation, Soft pushed lightly.

Sweetie suddenly felt everything in motion. She was feeling an intense pain, but on the other hoof, she felt really good. Soft pushed slightly stronger, burying himself deeper into her. Each second became a challenge as both of them struggled to keep on. Suddenly, Sweetie let out a yelp, while Soft felt something running through his member. Looking down, he saw red running down: an obvious sight of the virginity being taken away... or at least, that's what other ponies said.

Sweetie felt something breaking inside of her, but she became distracted with the sensation of Soft's member moving inside of her. It felt so weird... but it felt... good.

She let out a moan while hugging Soft closer to her. Suddenly, she felt Soft going faster. Before, it felt good. But now, it felt divine.

Moans started to sound all over the room, as well as grunts. Suddenly, Sweetie felt him slowing down, but going rougher at every second. It felt absolutely heavenly.

Her moans became louder at every moment. She let go Soft to handle to the couch. Soft's thrusts were so rough that both of them were about to fall. The couch was shaking uncontrollably, as well as Sweetie.

Suddenly, she felt a different sensation.

"Oh! M-Mister S-Soft! I feel- oh! Something-ah!" Sweetie said between moans.

"Don't worry! It's okay! Let it go!" Soft said, grunting loudly.

Soft's thrusts started to go at a frantic pace. Sweetie could feel that same sensation growing up inside of her. Suddenly, she let out a scream of ecstasy while feeling something liquid inside of her. Soft suddenly stopped, but with one final thrust, she felt yet another wave of liquid filling her, making her feel good.

Soft's hooves suddenly left her to hold firmly to the couch. Sweetie just saw him, panting heavily. He looked tired, but he had some shine in him that looked almost magical. With that visage on her eyes, she suddenly felt sleepy.

Soft suddenly heard a weak snort. He was just composing himself, but as he turned toward Sweetie, he discovered that she was already asleep. Soft smiled at the sight and got off of her. Suddenly, he felt an odd sensation. Turning around, he grew worried at the sight: Applebloom and Scootaloo were with the same look than before, but this time, there was something else.

Soft suddenly connected the dots.

"... How much have you seen?" He asked with both, seriousness and concern.

They didn't answered, they just made their move. Soft suddenly found himself pinned to the ground with two mares on top of him, holding him closely.

"You have to help us, too..." Applebloom whispered to him, while planting her lips on his in a sudden motion.

Letting him go, Soft suddenly met Scootaloo doing the same thing. He suddenly felt himself growing hard again. The look on their faces confirmed everything to him.

"Heck. This is gonna be a long afternoon..."