Servile

My blood was as cold as ice as I sat there, unable to participate in the conversation. Solaris, shortly after having told me his motives behind visiting that night, had leaned back over and proceeded to resume his conversation with Cadenza, as if I wasn’t there. The whole dialogue floated over my head, and although Shimmer Shield and her husband both knew that I was there they did their very best to ignore me, as if noticing my existence would be some sort of grave insult to Solaris. After a while the mare across from me began to eye the collar around my neck, as well as the wing that my master kept perpetually draped over my smaller frame. Even then, her eyes rested on the collar, the binding around my neck that marked me as a servant, and not me as a whole. I felt as if I’d somehow disappeared, and the only thing that anypony in the room was physically capable of noticing was the light bell that gave out a ring whenever I turned my head to look at the pony who was speaking.

“Anyways.” Solaris continued, keeping me pressed to his side with his voluminous plumage. “I was thinking that indeed, we should take greater lengths to provide more comfort for the prisoners here. Although most of those that are housed here have committed major offenses, I think that they should be allowed to have possessions. It will give them incentive to work harder.”

“It would all depend on what we gave them.” Cadenza extrapolated. “Certain things should be kept off limits, not because the workers we take from the incarcerated population are dangerous, but because the phrase ‘if you give and inch, they take a mile’ gets called into question. They may want-”

“Ahem.” Shimmer Shield cleared her throat loudly, interrupting their admittedly dull dialogue. “I’d love to talk politics and regulations with you both, I really would.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “But I simply can’t keep myself from asking any longer. Just who is the strange colt sitting across from me, looking more awkward than a unicorn in an earth pony barroom?”

My eyes lit up visibly, a slight smile lifting the corners of my mouth. It felt good, to be reassured that indeed I wasn’t a ghost or that I’d become something unspeakable. She’d called me out from the center of a totally unrelated conversation, and that was enough comfort to me. Solaris, through his wing and the contact through my collar, bade me to keep my mouth shut as he answered her question for me. He looked pleasantly surprised that she would call attention to the thing he’d openly been sweeping under the carpet for the time being. Although he did seem amused by her curiosity.

“Well, Shimmer Shield.” He began, using a hoof to brush my mane behind my ears. “I already told you that he is my servant, but it would seem you’d like a little more context than that. This scrap of mane and feathers is originally from Ponyville, where he worked as a masseuse. Lune was the one who originally took a liking to him, but I am the one who truly took him under my wing. He accepted my authority and I treated him as he always wanted to be, and I even gave him this collar so that he could always be reminded of our bond. He likes it quite a bit, especially this little bell… if he gets used to the collar he can always enjoy the sweet sound it makes when he trots, moving his little hips the way he does.”

I turned scarlet, praying he wouldn’t expose me to them in that light. He continued, though, as if a tap had been turned on and the endless scandalous phrases that issued from his lips had no limit. He described my hips, the way my tail sometimes flicked to the side instinctively whenever he grazed my flank, how my neck and wings were the most sensitive locations and how he loved to nip at them when we were alone. I buried my face in the couch cushion, unable to look at them as he officially described me as a harlot, and by the looks on their faces they knew by now what Solaris enjoyed me for, and why he had that collar around my neck. Shimmer Shield, though, looked down at me with the utmost of pity, as if she knew what it was like to be embarrassed as I was. She gave me an understanding nod, knowing that I’d done nothing to deserve this humiliation.

“As nice as it is to know these things about him, I must say that it is hardly appropriate in this situation.” Cadenza coughed, hoping that Solaris would stop, seeing the distress on my face as my private matters were thrown to any whom would listen. “Unless there is some point behind describing him in such a manner, both me and my wife must implore you to stop.”

“Oh, come now.” Solaris grinned, keeping my pressed to his ribcage. “I want little more than for you to get to know him. It’s the best way, after all, to describe somepony’s manners when nopony’s looking, than to describe their behaviour in the public eye. He might seem quite the coy one now, but get him alone and behind a closed door, and Felt is like putty in your hooves.”

Cadenza seemed to blush vividly at the statement, and Shimmer Shield gave him a withering look, as if it had been something they had discussed many times and she had a cast iron opinion on. The stallion proceeded to stare at his hooves, but by the conflicted expression he wore I knew that Solaris was striking all the right places. Temptation is the alcohol of emotions, as the old saying goes. What the prince next to me was saying to Cadenza was bothering him more than he cared to admit, and even though his wife was doing her best to rein him in he was betraying his inner confliction rather spectacularly. In order to keep himself from looking too much on Solaris’ side he took a hasty sip of tea, hiding his face behind the cup for a rather long second. In that time his wife picked up the lull, seemingly perturbed by her guest’s usurping of her husband’s supposedly hidden tastes.

“I must say that I could have gone my whole life without knowing any of that about this poor foal.” She said, casting a glance down at me. We locked eyes briefly, and she saw the shame in my eyes that I wasn’t defending myself. She continued, hoping to move off the subject, and admittedly sorry she’d gotten Solaris onto it in the first place. “You can honestly go back to talking about prison regulations now, if you don’t mind.”

“Oh, but look at poor Felt.” Solaris scolded, holding my chin up with a hoof. I prayed I didn’t look too accepting of his manipulations, because I wasn’t. “He’s just dying to tell you all about himself. He’s too shy to tell you all, though. I was merely acting as his voice, but since it is forbidden for a servant to speak unless directly addressed I supposed he must be punished, then?”

It took a moment for the statement to work itself out in our heads, but after we comprehended what he was saying I began to notice that his hoof was placed very firmly at the base of my wings. He traced it up and over the delicate tendons and nerves, causing an almost immediate, involuntary reaction. My wings twitched madly, the feathers rustling as my entire chest was set fire to. He knew that a pegasus was extremely delicate around where their wings connected below their shoulders, and he was toying with me right in front of the married couple. I bit my bottom lip quickly, praying the pain would distract me from the prince’s hoof sending shocks down my back legs and extremities, his teasing not lost on Shimmer Shield. She winced as I closed my eyes, trying desperately to pretend as if none of this was real.

“Solaris, stop what you’re doing or leave.” She stated, fully prepared to forcibly evict the alicorn if he didn’t do as she commanded. “This is my home, and I won’t have you torturing this foal in front of me. Why did you bring him here only to humiliate him?”

“It’s not humiliating him, dear.” He explained, still tracing circles around the base of my wings. “I’m attempting to get him to show his true colours. I assure you, any moment now he should break down and start to tell me how much he enjoys my attention. No matter how I give it to him.”

My wings shot into the air and I desperately kneaded at the couch cushion, the shocks from his touch becoming massive jolts of stimulation to everything below my waist. He grinned as my back legs shook and my tail twitched, recognizing that I was almost to the point where I would give up. He knew my threshold, where I ceased to insist on being a pony and gave myself to him as whatever he wanted me to be. It took every ounce of willpower I had to not grow wet under my tail from as his hoof glided back over my flank, his eyes flicking back to see how the two hosts were reacting to his display of power over me. I was on the verge of breaking when I suddenly felt him stop, his hooves disappearing from me and the only contact we had was through his wing. I was back to being his possession, and he was satisfied with his punishment.

“Now I get to the main point of my visit today.” He said, as if what he’d just done hadn’t even occurred. Shimmer Shield glared at him and gave me a glance filled with such benevolence that she resembled an angel, looking down at me and understanding every second of psychological pain. Solaris coughed, returning her attention to him. “Cadenza, you are extremely proficient in transformation magic, are you not?”

Cadenza, who had been doing his best to act as if he was studying the cup of tea he was enjoying, suddenly returned from wherever his mind had been wandering. I understood, in a way. If something so terrible were happening in front of me I would have done my best to shut it out.

“Yes, I received quite a few awards in it just a month ago.” He concurred, glancing at me suddenly. Both he and I knew where this was going, and neither of us liked it. “Why are you asking?”

“Because, in this… rather vulnerable form Felt Feathers is in, I can only enjoy his company for so long. You know the feeling, don’t you, Shimmer Shield?” He asked, suddenly calling into question the mortal problem of their relationship. Before Shimmer could roar at him for his insolence he continued, holding up a hoof as if to brush off anything she had planned on yelling at him. “I wish to have him in a state that is more durable. Conveniently enough, in his saddlebag is a book that should help him reach a decision on that subject. I’d like you to fulfil his wish, whatever it might be. Are we agreed?”

“Solaris, you act as if this is something that’s simple.” Cadenza breathed, stupefied that the elder alicorn would take something so life-changing in such a light tone, as if it was something that could be done over afternoon tea. “What you are asking for is a total altering of another’s physical being. Not only is it hard to do, it can cause serious psychological problems, especially if it’s against his better judgement. So far you say that you want this change, what about him?” He asked, gesturing at my stunned expression. “Does he truly want this? I mean, I’m sure he wants to live longer than a meagre hundred or so years, but does he have to make the decision right now?”

“I must insist that this decision is made as quickly as possible.” The alicorn badgered, pulling me closer to him. “He wants this, and I want this. I’d prefer something with a set of qualities that I’ve included in a piece of paper tucked in the cover of the book.”

“Please tell me that you simply aren’t serious.” Cadenza pleaded, seeing the pleading look on my face. “Anypony would advise against such a hasty decision, especially on a matter as important as-”

“Your advice is not what I came here for.” Solaris concluded suddenly, standing to leave. “Although it is not why I’m leaving, either. I am leaving because I have important business to attend to elsewhere, and despite the fact that Felt is very precious to me… I know that I must let others enjoy his company as well. I bid the ado.”

He trotted off almost as suddenly as he had entered, although in a much different standing with the loving couple he’d just alienated and left with his most precious servant. The two stared at the spot there he’d left the living room, and gradually I felt the force being exerted on me through the collar I wore fade. I could hardly believe the fact that he’d left me alone before I realized, with almost crushing certainty, that this was merely another clever endeavour on his part. He was wondering how others would react to me, and how much my very presence corrupted those around me. He’d already seen it cast a rift between Shimmer Shield and her husband in the brief time he’d been there, and the prospect of me spending an entire evening with them alone must have been too enticing for him to resist. The Light Prince knew I was trouble, and if I couldn’t find any my luck would do it for me.

After a few moments Shimmer Shield trotted over to me and took a seat one cushion over; giving me enough space to be comfortable, but close enough to me that I knew her goal in moving closer was of comforting the foal she saw sitting on her couch. Cadenza looked loath to move any closer to the pegasus he saw on the couch across from him, as if any emotional bonds with him would cause me to dislike him even more due to the charge Solaris had left him with. I personally felt no anger towards him, as I knew that Solaris was the one insisting on this change. The Light Prince had been the one to suggest it to Lune, and even give him the book, but Cadenza had the unfortunate job of being the proverbial executioner. I knew it was unfair to despise a pony based on them simply doing their job, so I could personally hold no grudge against him. Shimmer Shield brightened almost as much as I did as Solaris’ presence finally cleared out of the room, disappearing with the light breeze that blew through the living room.

“So, what’s your real story?” She asked, wanting to hear me speak for myself.

I cleared my throat, knowing that not speaking had rendered me quite hoarse. “It’s not all that eventful… I grew up in Cloudsdale, I moved to Ponyville when I realized I had skill as a masseuse. I wanted a nice, private, peaceful life, and I had one until Lune found me. We kind of fell in love, and now Solaris and him desperately try to express that they can’t live without me. One… much more differently than the other.”

“I want you to tell me if he did anything awful.” Shimmer Shield nodded. “I know he has a history of not being the best pony as far as personal space goes.”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” I whispered, just so that she could hear me, not her husband. “What he did… he doesn’t realize how much it hurt. This collar heals me faster than he can damage me, so he doesn’t realize how much my throat hurts when he… or my tail whenever he pushes in at all those terrible angles. I’m sure it feels great for him but… it’s agony.”

The mare merely put her hoof on mine and nodded understandingly. “I’ve had a few stallions before I met that great one over there that didn’t know how to treat their partners. He might not have the most sense in the world, but that’s where I come in. I might not be the most book smart mare in the world, but that’s where he helps me. We’re a team, in a way.”

“I wish that Solaris saw it that way.” I sighed. “I’m more his prized possession than his partner. Lune loves me as his other half, and he’s the most romantic stallion in the world when he wants to be, but he’s blinded by his older brother’s lies. Lune doesn’t know how his brother treats me, and Solaris doesn’t care how others see him. He only wants ponies to know that I’m his.”

We lapsed into a momentary lull, until it was broke by none other than Cadenza, who picked up the teakettle on the coffee table and poured himself another cup. He seemed inherently guilty as he glanced over at me, as if he was my executioner and I was the one he was to put down. The stallion sighed and tapped his hoof against the table before he spoke directly to me for the first time.

“I must ask that you forgive me.” He said, placing a hoof on the bridge of his nose. “You are so young, and what Solaris is asking me to do goes against every rule and moral code I hold myself to. Sadly, I have no choice in the matter, so either way it will happen. Frankly I believe that if I were to refuse then Solaris would attempt to do these complex spells himself, and thus remove any input on your part. Simply put, he won’t let you choose your body if he is the one doing the transforming. At least with me and Shimmer doing this there will be some sort of compliance… no matter how trivial the consensus is.”

“I was going to have to eventually.” I said, hoping it would relieve some stress he was under. “Lune wanted me to read the book in my saddlebag anyways, since we were thinking of a few creatures that I might do well as.”

Cadenza seized hold of my saddlebag and picked it up off the floor by the door, where I’d hastily discarded it when I’d arrived. He seemed to have no trouble lifting it whereas I’d struggled to merely get it off the ground. The stallion levitated it over to the coffee table and unbuckled the left bag, pulling the tome housed inside out so we could all see. He moved the tea set over as he set the book down, tracing a hoof over the cover. Something that I will never get over is how much alicorns appreciate books, and education in general. Knowledge was as to alicorns as nicotine was to chain smokers. The alicorn prince’s eyes lit up brilliantly as he opened the front covers, the leathers spine creaking as he did.

“This was written by StarSwirl the Bearded, you know?” The prince mused. “Quite the choice as far as anatomy books go. When he was young he wanted to be a doctor, and he made diagram/journals like this. Caught a lot of harsh glances since he had to dissect quite a few creatures. It was all solely for medical interest, but nopony thought medicine was an actual science back then.”

The stallion pulled a slip of paper that was neatly folded between the first page and front cover, opening the note that we all already knew was from Solaris. He read the whole thing, his eyes tracing over the lines until his expression sank from one of excitement to once of solemn acceptance. He threw the note behind him, where it caught fire and was consumed almost instantly. I blinked; whatever Solaris had wrote on that paper was obviously not what Cadenza had wanted to hear. He simply shook his head, hanging his head. Something was obviously weighing on his heart again.

“What did the note say?” I asked, fearing that answer. I found myself doing that quite often.

“There is a list of things he wants you to be transformed into.” Cadenza grumbled. “First and foremost he wants your choice of dragon species. Secondly, he’d like any creature from the third realm of Tartarus. Then he’d like a Changeling, and finally an Aquastrian. He doesn’t care about the order, but whatever Felt wants first. ‘Anything to make him more comfortable with the changes’ he wrote.”

“What’s the third realm of Tartarus? “ I asked, seeing Shimmer Shield blanche at the mention of the accursed place, often synonymous with damnation.

“It is where those judged to have committed crimes against the heart are sentenced, and are transformed into creatures according to their sentence. All of them are equally unpleasant.” Cadenza explained. “There are a few of note, though. The most pony-like of them are succubae, which I’m sure you know of. They feed on attention, specifically that of the sexual type. Then there are fleshsnappers, easily the least pony-like of them all. They are a strange type of creature made of mostly vines. They are the less attractive alternative to a succubus. All of the creatures in the third realm are similar in that they revolve around lust. The first realm is that of betrayers, and second being that of sloth. I hardly expected any different from Solaris to choose the third.”

Okay then… what about the dragons? Are there any my size?” I asked, praying that I could at least keep my bearings as far as height went.

“Of course.” Shimmer Shield answered, looking surprised that I’d even ask. “There are species of dragon that don’t grow any taller than a meter stick. Most of them are the long, thin variety, with body types akin to Discord’s. There are a few others that aren’t of that variety as well.”

We spent a long time talking about which would be the easiest to adapt to, and eventually we settled onto two options. Succubae, and dragons. Dragons were extremely easy to adapt to as they had all the same general anatomical features as a pony, unlike Changelings and Aquastrians. A succubus had many things different from a pony but mainly of the mental variety. A few of the differences revolved around the fact that they felt sexual tension, and fed off of it in much the same way a Changeling did off of love. Some had scales and tails, and others didn’t. Some had slitted pupils and others were indistinguishable from a normal equestrian. One disadvantage would be that I would undoubtedly be subject to a terrible amount of stress brought on by not only feeling the urges of others, but their innermost desires at all times.

At last we settled on an idea, but we decided that it could wait until later that evening, seeing as how I was already feeling sick to my stomach over how sudden this all was. I sat in an empty bathroom later that night, looking at myself in the mirror. My eyes had thick purple rings around them, not from lack of sleep, but the sheer stress Solaris had been putting me through. My feathers looked unkempt and shaggy, as if I didn’t have the energy to groom them. It saddened me to know that I, who used to take such pride in how groomed I kept myself, now looked like I couldn’t give a flying feather less about my appearance. I looked around, checking to see that the bathroom door was locked. Seeing that I was relatively safe, I turned back to gain a more detailed view of the bathing chamber.

The entire room was tiled with polished granite, a bright red-pink hue that blended well with the walls. Resting a hoof against the similarly lacquered wall I realized that everything in there was designed to avoid condensation that often resulted from extremely hot showers. It made sense, and as I leaned back against the bathtub I realized quickly that though this place was meant to be luxurious, it was also practical. I turned on the tap in the tub, running my hoof under the water until it was nearly scalding, then adjusting the temperature to something more comfortable. I wanted peace, time to come to terms with what was going on. I needed a place to meditate on this new body that I would be forced into, and that by the end of the night I would most likely be a dragon or succubus. Although it made me feel good that I’d be with Lune for much longer than my allotted hundred years, I knew that it would cause me no end of misery. That was all that ever resulted from anything that Solaris had a hoof in, and since I was his servant for life, and my life could last forever from this night onwards, I would have to serve the Light Prince for the rest of eternity.

I tried not to think of that, instead I slipped down into the water, letting out a held breath as the hot water met my hooves, then my coat as my legs went under. The porcelain tub was large enough that I could fill it to the top and have the water be up to my neck, and fit three full grown ponies easily. My delicate frame fit inside the space easily, and it didn’t take long for the water to reach my muzzle when I was laying down, head up at attention. I turned the faucet and let myself sink down into the water, until only my nose and ears were still exposed to open air. The entire bathroom was filled with a cloud of steam from how swelteringly hot I’d made my bath, and I felt myself drifting off as my senses melted away into the water. This was what I needed. A nice, relaxing moment to myself to collect my composure, groom myself, preen my own feathers again and think about what my next move was. Although I knew that Solaris would be livid, I could always sneak out of the happy couple’s apartment and go back to Lune’s chambers. The lock on the door recognized me already, and knew to let me in by the enchantment Lune had placed on it.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. I know it sounds almost petty, in the wake of everything that’s befallen me, but I was still grateful that the ponies that I called my superiors allowed me moments like these. In a way I was grateful to Cadenza for letting me use his bath, and even more grateful to Shimmer Shield for defending my dignity in front of Solaris. She was a good mare, and although I knew that she wasn’t morally correct; nopony in Canterlot was, she at least knew the borders of plain decency and where it fades into debauchery. I lay there on my side under the water, my cheek resting against the cool porcelain and breath creating holes in the mist that clouded the bathroom. I wanted to lay there forever, where my muscles didn’t have to struggle, and my mind didn’t have to rebel against the pony that I called my master. There it was. I’d actually admitted that Solaris was my master. Lune was as well. Both of them owned me.

I winced at that. Indeed they did own me the same way one owns a pet, but how did I deal with that, now that I accepted those facts? Did I continue to rebel against Solaris, because his demands of me were what fit under my purview of ‘wrong’? Was I supposed to sacrifice my self-respect, my body and heart to him like I was expected? I’d resisted so far, and all it had given me was misery. Would I be happier if I gave in? All these questions flooded into my head, all in the wake of me finally coming to terms with the fact that Solaris, even though I hated it, was my master. He was my owner, one of four, and I owed everything I called my own to him, according to the definition of ‘servant’. Everything that I called my own was something of theirs that they had given to me, or that I’d carried over from my previous life. Even then, they allowed it to exist in their castle. Crushing truth told me that indeed, I should give up. The more I thought about it, the more ridiculous my frivolous will seemed.

As my mind came to terms with this it became clear where I sat on the hierarchy, and the prospect of surrendering at last seemed tempting. I simmered in that thought, the thought that maybe I could play Solaris’ game instead of reading the rules and looking for loopholes. His game always ended with him on top, and I beneath him, but that didn’t bother me as much as it did when I refused to accept that he was my master. I could actually think about that without cringing anymore. Solaris, Lune, Dusk Shine and Cadenza were all my masters. Come what may.

A knock dislodged me from my thoughts of catharsis, ringing around the bathroom loudly. I didn’t have time to open my mouth and shout before Sunset Shimmer unlocked the door with magic. It was all I could do to conceal most of my figure with a wing, my cheeks turning a bright scarlet. The mare blinked as if she couldn’t believe her eyes, her eyes tracing over my wings and chest before her horn lit up, closing the door behind her.

“Solaris is back again… he wants to know if we’ve transformed you yet.”

“So allow me to ask, as if my eyes do not function.” Solaris said, his voice laced with impatience. “In the few hours I left him here with you, you couldn’t even get him ready for the transformation?”

I looked down at my hooves, praying that I hadn’t landed Shimmer Shield in hot water. I was currently standing next to Solaris, who glared at Cadenza as he drew lines of runes on the floor. He had his wing over me, pressing me firmly to his ribcage as he watched the two work. Shimmer was drawing the straight lines with the help of measuring tape while her husband handled the more complex work, placing symbols where needed and arranging equal distributions of sulphur, ruby shards, incense and drops of what I could only think was some sort of acid, as it smoked and evaporated as it was exposed to open air. Thanks to Solaris’ return, I was no longer going to be a dragon. Instead he had chosen for me, and he’d favoured a certain creature from the third realm of Tartarus more than the scaled denizens of the mountains.

“I was the one who wanted to bathe before they changed me, don’t be mad at them.” I asked, speaking to him for the first time that evening.

He arched a brow at me, surprised that I had stuck my neck out for the couple. “… fine then.” He chuckled. “You two may work at your own paces, but he is still going to be a succubus. It’s part of a lesson I’d like to teach him about work ethic. Whose orders matter more, as well.”

“What are you hoping to accomplish with this?” Shimmer Shield asked, rolling up the measuring tape. “Why not a dragon, or a Changeling at least? An Aquastrian for Discord’s sake?”

“Because the punishment he is to receive for not obeying my demands immediately won’t work if he becomes any of those lesser creatures.” Solaris said, his horn flashing.

I felt something akin to the tip of a feather run down my loins, and I blushed intensely. Shimmer Shield realized that his glowing horn wasn’t for anything practical, and narrowed her eyes. He merely grinned at her as if to ask her what she could possibly do about it, the invisible touch I felt on my nethers becoming a stroke. I closed my back legs, but the sensation persisted. I looked at her with pleading eyes, begging her to simply turn away to spare me the shame. She nodded at me and furiously turned, snapping her tail an inch from his muzzle. The light Prince shrugged and looked to me, his expression growing loving as he eyed my small frame, shivering as he stimulated me against my will.

“This is only a taste of what’s to come.” He whispered, kneeling to kiss me.

I allowed his lips to fasten around mine for a moment, which drug on into ten as he wrestled my tongue out of my own mouth, tracing his own over my tonsils. He separated and I gasped in air, the sensation of being stroked between my legs disappearing. He was either very eager to get me in the mood, or he was making an example of me in front of Shimmer Shield.

“We’re done setting up.” Cadenza informed, looking up at Solaris, then down at me. “Whenever you’re ready, go and stand in the centre of the design.”

I felt myself picked up and I yelped in fright, my instinctual fear of being levitated coming into full play as Solaris dropped me in the centre of the intricate circle Cadenza had constructed. Every single one of the points led to the circle where I stood, small ovals drawn where I should have placed my hooves. I arranged myself correctly, wondering why such things would be necessary for summoning a succubus if everything that I’d heard of them was fine. After all, no creature in good standing was affiliated with sulphur and acid. Before I could ask Solaris lit his horn, and I suddenly couldn’t feel my hooves anymore. I panicked internally, my pupils shrinking to pinpricks as pins and needles flooded my ankles, slowly creeping up my legs.

“Hold perfectly still, and don’s struggle. Please.” Cadenza asked of me, the look in his eyes haunted. Something told me that he’d done this before. “The transformation shouldn’t hurt, but remember that this might come as a shock at first, seeing yourself turning into something you’re not used to. Focus on my voice and remember that I did my best to keep your new body at least close to this one.”

“Thanks.” Was all I could manage to say without my voice cracking.

I honestly didn’t know what I expected, but the very first thing that I felt aside from pinpricks was something akin to silk being run over my skin. I blinked as my coat suddenly took on a strange, almost cloudy appearance, my legs remaining almost completely unchanged as the feeling passed. The only source of alarm that I felt came from the way my hooves were suddenly perfectly smooth, polished to an unnatural shine with the coat fading to a quintessential sky blue, softer than the imaginary silk being drawn over my body. I shivered involuntary, feeling my chest contorting in strange ways and ribcage shrink, shoulders reforming to a shallower slope. I wanted to scream as I realized that the one truly major difference was in my wings. The feathers were becoming a bright white, bright as clouded crystals. Something in my gut shifted and it suddenly felt as if my innards were disappearing, and my entire lower stomach suddenly felt hollow. The sensation of silk being drawn over me reached my loins at the same time it did my face, and all of the sudden my vision swam.

I couldn’t see for a split-second, but when I blinked my grey eyes I felt them constrict, adjusting to the amount of light in the room by narrowing to thin slits. My knees buckled, giving me no time to adjust to my new vision. I moaned loudly as I felt everything below my waist change, my stallionhood unsheathing and changing from a pink to a crystalline white, the same chalky pallor as my wings. I suddenly noticed that the same had happened with my hooves, as well as the tips of my ears, a tuft of fur on my chest, and at last the very end of my muzzle. My extremities were all fading from colour, and just when I thought it was over my tail began to change. I felt my ring tighten instinctively as it became something else entirely, every strand of hair coalescing to form a long, thin whip-like appendage that I could feel every inch of. I nearly fainted as the new limb moved as if to its own accord, waving left and right as if in direct tie to my whims. It was the same pale blue as my coat, and at the very end of the whip it faded to the same colour as chalk, mimicking what had occurred everywhere else on my body. The tail had no fur, but instead had almost indiscernibly small scales, the same frosty sapphire as my coat.

I blinked as I looked at my new body, ready to faint at how abrupt the metamorphosis had been. Solaris looked thoroughly amused at how shocked I seemed, and his eyes prowled my new form with hunger. I knew from that look that he was more than ready to explore this new body, even though I still couldn’t figure out how my tail worked. I shook from head to tail; taking inventory of everything I called a part of myself. I shifted my wings, feeling returning to them, my tail becoming almost painfully sensitive as I brushed it against the floor. It only took me a few moments to realize that it was almost as long as I was, and that I could possibly curl it around my own chest twice if I had a mind to. It was almost disturbingly agile, sleek and smooth as I twisted it around my back leg, getting used to the new limb. It didn’t reflect light very well, and didn’t have the glossy look that most scales possessed, but had the same way of moving, as if it was simply liquid flesh with no bones restricting its range of motion. While I occupied myself with finding my bearings with my new tail Cadenza looked to Shimmer Shield, nodding.

“That went much better than the last pony I used that spell on.” He observed, nodding. “I can safely say that you’re calmer under pressure than a trained guard.”

I smiled and moved to trot over to them, but my hooves refused to separate from the wooden floor. Solaris walked over to me, running his wing down my new body and breathing deep, a shudder visibly racking his frame. He wanted me, at that very instant. The collar around my neck erupted, demanding that I lift my new tail for him. I obeyed, looking at Cadenza and Shimmer Shield desperately. Cadenza avoided my eyes, but Shimmer Shield moved to help, taking a step forward before Solaris’ horn flashed, forming a barrier between us and her. I was powerless to help myself as he ran a hoof down my flank, admiring my new loins and how hairless they were, smooth skin meeting his hoof as he drew it down my sheath, licking his lips.

“Bend over.” He whispered into my ear. “Muzzle to the floor.”

I accepted his commands without thinking, my mind lapsing into survival mode. I was painfully aware of Shimmer Shield staring at me from the other side of the room, yelling her protests even though I couldn’t hear her. I decided that it wasn’t worth resisting, and as I offered my newly shaped flanks to Solaris I let myself breathe for once, my cheeks flushing at the thought of his massive member being crushed by my walls. I refused to think of my position, who was looking at me. I was only a servant, obeying my master’s orders. The Light Prince smiled and moved around in front of me, wanting foreplay before he bit my new tail, held it up over my head as he reamed me. He commanded me to crouch, so that he could stand over me. I obeyed, and he took two steps forwards, squaring his stance over my smaller stature.

I saw his stallionhood, slightly erect in its sheath. I felt every ounce of pent-up sexual tension in him, and I felt myself growing wet merely by laying my eyes on the semi-hard member. I wanted him, and he didn’t even have to pressure me before I laid my lips to his head, my tongue tracing over his crown, wanting nothing more than to hear him moan. Solaris grinned and pulled his entire member out of my mouth, displaying it plainly to Shimmer Shield, who gasped from the other side of the barrier in shock. He smiled at the whole scene, me prostrated beneath him in worship of his stallionhood, Shimmer Shield unable to look away from the two of us, Cadenza having left the room. He wanted her to see me, how much control he had over me.

I closed my lips over his member again, both wanting to hide it from Shimmer and also wanting to secretly see if I could take the whole thing without discomfort. To my content I was able to, and I could even breathe despite every inch of my throat being filled to the brim with his stallionhood. I began to learn from that point on that the body of a succubus was made for one single thing, and that was sex. Sadly for myself Solaris pushed himself inside me and came, petting my mane with a hoof. I moaned contentedly, wondering what else he would do with me. Once he was almost flaccid I released him, making sure that he was already in his sheath. I panted and blinked for more attention, wanting more from him.

Much to my disappointment he trotted away from me, leaving me quite desperate for more attention. His horn flashed and he left the room, leaving me there, crouching, now free but desperate for sexual release. I wanted something, anything between my legs. I was about to learn another harsh lesson about the anatomy of a succubus. Once a succubus was excited they had to be satisfied, or they were stuck in a state of permanent arousal. I reached down to stroke myself, but my smooth hoof provided almost nothing as far as friction went. My diminutive member simply slid across the polished surface, teasing me but promising nothing as far as release. I felt my eyes water as it consumed my mind, every instinct that I had burnt up in the flames of lust. I collapsed, attempting to garner stimulation by drawing my member over the floor. I almost shouted at how coarse the wood felt on my delicate skin, having burnt my crown as if it was made of hot coals. I needed a living being, something alive to stimulate me. To my horror Solaris’ will had ceased to come to me through my collar, and Shimmer Shield was no longer there. I whimpered, wrapping my tail around my ignored stallionhood and stroking it, providing me with the same stimulation that my hoof had provided. Whatever I used to treat myself wasn’t enough, but everything else hurt me. I burst into tears as my back legs shook, wet under my tail and desperate for relief.

I honestly don’t know how long I stood there, ashamedly facing the wall, unable to look over my shoulder for fear that Shimmer Shield or Cadenza would be there. I’d made a foal of myself in front of them. Besides that I was still shaking, my limbs refusing to be still even though Solaris had left what felt like hours ago. This was his punishment, for not obeying his orders as fast possible. He’d left me there, wanting more and unable to attain any relief. I’d tried everything, even using the smooth pillar that ran through the far side of the guest bedroom. Nothing pleasured me besides other living beings, and no amount of using my own hoof would give me any sort of release from this hell. I moaned again and sunk to the floor, my wings spread in an eternal display of excitement. I craved any sort of touch, no matter who it might have come from. Dusk Shine could have trotted into the room at that point and I would have tackled him, stroked him and taken him into me right there on Cadenza’s hardwood floor. The thought of that made me whimper; anything sounded amazing at the moment. I couldn’t care less if I had to make love to a Changeling; I needed sex like a wilted plant needed water.

The worst part was the burning in under my tail. Whereas it was bearable when I’d been a pony, it now felt as if an inferno raged inside me, scorching my taint and pulsing in my stallionhood. I couldn’t help but cry a bit, a single tear slipping down my cheek. This wasn’t just punishment, this was torture to a degree that it could be considered inhumane. Every inch of me was on fire, and I wanted nothing more than for somepony to save me from the nerves that bombarded me with pain every time my skin contacted something that wasn’t alive. Hung in limbo, I decided to try something else. I had enough control over my tail at that point to bend it in just the right places, so I tried something that I heard lonely dragonesses sometimes did with themselves. I curled my tail halfway down its length and turned it back towards me, pushing its limits as I fit the end of it to my delicate ring. I moaned as it pushed inside of me, falling on my back against the wall. It wasn’t the same as a real phallus, and it wasn’t large enough to get me off, but I could already feel my nerves firing less as I pressed it as deep as it would go, pain shooting through my waist to confirm that it was in as far as it could. I winced as I flexed it, feeling it moved inside my lower stomach. Although it wasn’t the perfect solution, it prevented me from grinding myself against anything softer than a pillow.

I’d been so occupied with my task of relieving myself that I hadn’t realized that Shimmer Shield ad entered the room. I closed my eyes and twisted my tail , flicking the end of it against my prostate in an attempt to get off that way. It didn’t work, but it made me feel better. I exhaled slowly as I set my tail to that task, glad I had some sort of relief. Shimmer Shield stared at me, both pitying the succubus on the floor in front of her and disgusted. It was her slight arousal that pulled me away from my task, and I suddenly realized that I wasn’t at all alone. I yelped, closed my legs and pulling my tail out as fast as I could. Every instinct in my body told me to jump up and ask her for relief, to beg on hooves and knees to let me at least borrow her hooves for a moment. I didn’t have to as she began talking.

“I know that you’re in a lot of pain right now, and that it’s taking you every ounce of will you have to not jump up and ask me for sex.” She said. “But I want you to know that… in light of what happened, I want to help.”

I abruptly became aware of a sweet smell in the air, magnified a thousand times by my succubus mind. It was her arousal, the slight odour of her wetness that I could detect. I fell forward onto my hooves, my chin almost grazing the floor and my flanks reaching skyward in a bow of obedience. The scent was hypnotic, and I found my mind clouding as it filled my senses. I wanted anything from her, so long as she would get rid of the pain and arousal that I alone couldn’t rid myself of. Another thing about her gripped me in her sway as well. I felt her tension, that she hadn’t had anything in a while. That struck me as strange, after all she did have a husband to take care of her needs as a mare. All those thoughts once again fell away as she sat her back legs down, turning her head away as she spread her stance just enough for me to catch a glimpse at her marehood.

“It’s fine, you have held yourself. Really.” She assured, although she was having difficulty unbending her pride in order to offer herself.

I shook my head, looking down at shameful excuse for a member. “I’m not even close to big enough… Cadenza’s probably three times my size. There’s no way I’d be able to give you turnaround… and you looked like you’re regretting this. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to.”

“Well then…” She said, seeing my stallionhood for the first time as I exposed myself to her, spreading my back legs as I leaned my back against the wall. “I could always use my mouth, then. Have you ever pleasured a mare that way?”

I shook my head and she once again looked crestfallen. Something had to change here if this was going to work. I couldn’t in my right mind use her and not give her anything in return, that would make me just as much a monster as Solaris. I couldn’t stimulate her with my mouth because… I admittedly didn’t know much about the mare anatomy. Although I knew that the clitoris was the most sensitive part, I hadn’t the foggiest how to touch her, nor how to work up to it. After a few moments of thinking I heard a knock at the door, even though it was already open. I closed my back legs yet again as I saw Cadenza standing there, looking from me to his wife with an amused expression.

“Taking up my offer on the ‘get out of jail free’ pass?” He asked, winking at her. “It’s okay, I came in here for just the same reason. We haven’t been able to look at each other since I told you about that secret thing I prefer during, so I’m just as desperate. It would also seem that our friend here needs help as well, so it only makes sense that we come to an agreement.”

I almost had a heart attack, thinking that he was going to send me to Tartarus where I belonged. My blood pressure returned to normal as I relaxed, wondering just how he was planning to reach an agreement. I was desperate for either of them to touch me, and I felt myself almost soaking the floorboards behind me with how wet my ring was getting. He apparently noticed the smell of both of us, as he blushed lightly before he continued.

“I have an idea. Since he doesn’t know how to pleasure a mare, or much about mares in general, I vote that it should be set up to where he only gets relief for pleasuring my dear Shimmer Shield. We can get a round in, and the lad can learn about how he should treat a lady if he ever has occasion to.”

I nearly melted as something akin to an accent crept into his voice, making it seem more sultry than it already was. My back legs shook as I stood, stopping a moment to gather my bearings before trotting over to him. I buried my face in his chest, glad that he’d solved the problem, but eager to move onto the whole point of his visit. He merely smiled and his horn flashed, lifting up on the back of my collar ever so slightly. I gasped as his own will met the iron wall that was the succubus’ lust inside of me. Something immovable contacting something unstoppable. I knelt before him, shaking, just as he’d instructed me with his mind. I smiled and he ordered me to stand in the centre of the room, which I hastened over to faster than I’d even thought my hooves could carry me. Shimmer Shield smiled at how good her husband was at taking charge, and summoned a long-legged, high-backed chair for herself just as I stopped in front of her. Cadenza closed the door and locked it before he trotted over to us, the mare in front of me taking a seat while he eyed my flanks.

“I know you’re used to pleasuring a stallion as a pony, but remember that you are a succubus now.” Cadenza instructed as he ran a hoof down my flank comfortingly. “You can and most likely will hurt me if you aren’t careful. Your walls aren’t the same way they were when you were a pony. First and foremost is the fact that you don’t need to eat anymore, and anything you do eat is simply turned into energy for you. That means you must snack sparingly. That leads me to the fact that your digestive system is little more than two one-way passages. Since there is no waste left over when you eat, you needn’t use the area under your tail for anything other than sexual pleasure. The problem here is that you are now just as delicate if not more so than most mares and stallions, one under your tail and the other quite obvious. Do you understand me so far?”

Despite the fact that I was begging to be rutted, I absorbed the information, nodding my head. Leave it to an alicorn to make learning the more sensual thing possible. He grinned at my eagerness and slid his hoof underneath me, giving me a firm stroke for my obedience. I gave an effeminate gasp and lifted my tail, wondering if there was ever anything so amazing as his hoof sliding over my member, which twitched from the fleeting stimulation. He continued, obviously enjoying doing two of his favourite things at once.

“Moving on, the muscles inside of you are more than capable of hurting me by crushing my phallus, something you don’t want to happen if you want me to keep myself inside of you. Every time my wife gives me a nod I’ll thrust into you at a slightly faster pace, and I’ll do my best to his all the right spots.”

On cue Shimmer Shield spread her legs, revealing herself in plain view. I wet my lips, wondering how I would ever be able to pleasure something so foreign. If there was anypony I was willing to learn for it was Cadenza, so I merely nodded and she lit her horn. In the brief flash of light I saw that her labia was perfectly azure, the thick folds slick with her pre and glistening in the light cast from the instant of magic. The chandelier above us lit up with thousands of flickering flames, illuminating us in brilliant relief. I bowed my head down to her waist level, which wasn’t even stooping due to my already short stature. She nodded for me to continue, putting a gentle hoof on the back of my head. She petted my mane as I brought my tongue cautiously to her lips, wondering if I was doing something wrong when she didn’t respond. When I looked up at her for words of encouragement she had her eyes on Cadenza, smiling and biting her bottom lip.

I took her cue to continue until I felt Cadenza’s bright pink member touch the base of my tail, causing me to gasp and let my tongue slip past her lips, into her vulva. She inhaled sharply but merely nodded for me to continue, her eyes leaving her husband’s to pet my mane encouragingly, putting a little strength behind her hoof to pull my tongue upwards. I headed her commands and licked upwards, towards her clitoris. The mare gasped and I felt Cadenza part my ring, issuing a sharp gasp from me. I was prepared this time, and didn’t waver as much.

“Push with your lips as well.” She moaned, her breathing laboured. “It helps whenever you kiss the folds while your tongue does the work inside.”

Cadenza pushed himself inside me slowly, and much to my fascination did I not feel the slightest bit of pain. When I was a pony the first thrust was always the worst, but here I was, member already leaking a small rivulet of precum onto the floor as he pushed inside of me. I moaned and pushed my hips back on him, earning me a deep-throated moan from the stallion. I felt amazing as my wings spread open, my tail curling around his hind leg lovingly. I doubled my efforts at Shimmer Shield, sucking at her lips with my own while my tongue rolled over her clit, earning me her high-pitched squeaks and gasps of approval. Cadenza began to push back into me as I gained a rhythm, her clit beginning to wink at me as I diverted my tongue towards the base of her marehood, aiming to catch the thick lines of her pre with my mouth before they could slither down to the base of her tail. She seemed confused at first, but took it in stride as I ran my tongue over her labia, catching the last of the drops with my lips. Cadenza was thrusting into me at a steady pace, and I was beginning to whimper like a filly during her first time.

“Oh, Cadenza.” I moaned, shocked at how skilled he was drawing his crown and mid-ring over my prostate. “I’m so glad I have such great masters… especially you and Lune.”

With the last of my sentence I pushed myself back onto him, cementing his sack to my taint and coaxing a moan out of the larger stallion, a small jet of his pre leaking inside of me. I nearly fell to my knees but his horn was already flashing, keeping my legs held upright as his member glided over my smooth, rubbery walls, every point of contact like a hundred electric shocks to our loins. I couldn’t help but tighten as I returned my attention to Shimmer Shield’s clitoris, and I heard Cadenza exhale as if he’d had the wind knocked out of him.

“You’re such a good filly.” He grunted, his loins meeting my flanks with a wet slap.

I quickened my pace at his wife, not wanting to disappoint the stallion who was doing such a good job of pleasuring me. Shimmer Shield gasped as I used my bottom lip to part her fold, taking a hold of her clit and suckling at it gently, even letting it graze my teeth. She let out an airy gasp as I did, pushing my head into her loins with as much strength as she could muster. She nodded again, but Cadenza was already going as fast as his hips would allow him to. I could feel my own muscles tensing for an orgasm, but I knew that it hardly mattered what I wanted. This was their show, and I didn’t want to ruin their moment. I endured Cadenza’s rutting longer than I probably could have as a pony, sucking at Shimmer’s clit and using my chin to stimulate the lower region of her marehood, which she replied to me with even more strained gasps. I felt her clit winking frantically and folds clenching, the prelude to what I could only assume was her orgasm.

Cadenza finished with a few final, strong thrusts and moaned as he filled me to the brim, a stream of his seed leaking out of me and pooling onto the floor beneath us. As he finished he drew out and in, just enough to coax every drop of his load out. I wasn’t quite done yet, but all I had to do was reach up and touch myself once before I felt my walls clench around the alicorn inside me. Both Shimmer Shield and I let out a high-pitched whimper of joy as we came, thick helpings of her love coating my entire muzzle while my own love fell beneath me and coated my front hooves, even a small amount getting on my chest as I panted airily, wondering why this moment ever had to stop. Sadly, it did, and I felt myself growing flaccid again as Cadenza pulled out of me, soaking the entire floor around us with both my lubrication and entire ropes of his seed. I felt hollow all of the sudden, but extremely warm from the hot semen that still rested inside of me.

Cadenza’s horn flashed and the mess around us disappeared, conjuring a towel. He allowed me to wipe my flanks and muzzle with it, and I thanked him repeatedly for pleasuring me. Shimmer Shield insisted that she would be taking a shower, and trotted off in the direction of the bathroom. That left me and the stallion, who only regarded me with intense curiosity.

“You should be getting back to Lune.” He observed, noting that I didn’t move at his comment. “Perhaps you’re feeling even more conflicted than you already were, now that you’ve been pleasured by not two but three ponies besides the one you’re the partner of?”

I looked to the floor, nodding. He placed a wing over me, nodding as if he knew the feeling. “When I was a young colt I had just such a feeling with a number of mares. As it turns out, they knew about each other, and it was fine by their standards for me to pleasure them, so long as I did it dutifully and loved each of them equally.”

I mulled that over as I stealthily made my way back to Lune’s tower, wondering how I would falsify my latest excuse for my strange conditions of return. Or perhaps I wouldn’t even bother lying this time. Maybe it was time for the truth to come out. Of course it might have just been the afterglow, but I didn’t feel the need to lie to Lune anymore. I was the servant and part-time lover of three stallions and a mare, and for some reason that didn’t bother me anymore. If anything it made me want to tell him even more, to let him know that even though I had all those ponies I still loved him just a bit more than the others, although I would never admit it to them. I made up my mind as I stood at his door. I’d tell him why I wore this collar, and why I was now a succubus. It wasn’t worth betraying his trust any longer.