Chapters The Lovely Little Changeling
”I think you'd need a moment with me in my bedroom!” I told her.
“That sounds like fun!” Silver Mane responded, nodding excitedly at me as I looked at her.
For some reason, her pink to cerise skin always had reminded me of Pinkie Pie and her jolly antics. That is not what pulled me towards her in the first place, just as it wasn't her shimmering silver mane. More in how she carried herself, if only I could have put a hoof to it, but I guess that's not my place.
I can't say I had anything against unicorns, just because I'm a grey pegasus, caring for another grey pegasus. At least my personality isn't grey, once you get to know me, I knew as much. I had no problems with myself and who I am, no room for it and no time, not while caring for my daughter Dinkie Doo, she is everything to me. Thogh I have room for a mare like Silver in my life too.
Then I noticed Silver looking into my eyes, but this just made me feel strangely warm inside and my knees started to shake, as if there was something. Not the nervousness of something off or bad, more something exciting about to happen?
“I think you're the hottest mare I've ever seen. Since we're already here, maybe we could explore these warm feelings? I can clearly sense there's something more!” she blurted out, almost as if it had been a slip of her tongue, but to the point in a curiously exciting way of hers. It is almost as if she knew my feelings deeper than I myself did?
“If I don't like it, which I think I will, I know you'd stop the instant I told you too!” I responded in a playful way, teasing her just a bit further.
“Exactly!” she said, indicating for me to sit on the bed in the middle of the large room.
I nodded as I sat down, only to see her go down on all fours before me, but not yet giving a clue as to what she was up to, imagining she had something in mind, and that half of the fun, is not to know.
Once she is down with both hands on the floor, I noticed a hint of glow from her horn giving off a curious shadow, only enough to be a hint and nothing to place stock in. Then she lifts my right hoof, parted her lips before she carefully licked the hoof, almost as if she had performed hooficure? That made for a strange image, and got me excited. Mainly due to the way her tongue felt as she was licking my hoof, from the upper rim, downwards, then moving alternately right and left, before she licked the lower rim from the inner side to the other.
She carefully set the hoof down, now glistering even in the sparse light in the room. From here, she soon picked up the other hoof, curiously enough, repeating the process.
“Oooh!” I moaned as she licked my hoof, never quite to expect it to be so sensitive but I had never challenged this part of myself.
When she finally did set the other hoof down, I noticed they are a good two feet apart, spread fairly wide. Whatever it was she had in mind? Still, I said nothing, hoping she had something more interesting to follow up with, something exciting?
Ofhorse, she had truly started out the exploration, this wasn't anything I had expected. Not out of her, and not out of anypony else, mare or stallion.
The Lovely Little Changeling
Stacking the Deck in Preparation: 3
”Would you stand up, for a moment?” Silver teased, and moved my bed out of the way, just as I rose to my hooves.
“That's better!” she then continued, as she helped me down on all fours, my hands soon firmly supporting my weight.
Then she walked around me thrice, just looking at me, where I stand, trying to look up at her, pondering what she possibly could have in mind, still expecting this to be more exciting than she was letting on.
She then stopped in front of me, ruffling my mane for a moment, before she continued to stand behind me, looking at me in a curiously exciting manner, trailing my spine with her right index finger, before stopping just short of my tail, then lean over and I feel her lips on the right side of my rump. Without rising to my hooves, there is little to nothing I could do, maybe this is exactly the point, or what was so exciting about it?
Then I felt her tongue between the cheeks, as she licked me from just under the root of my tail, all the way to the edge of my mound. Strangely enough, she then doubled back all the way. Then she doubled back, once more, as she had left a thick trail of her saliva on my skin.
I felt the moist of the saliva for a moment, imagining my skin glistering, as my hooves? Then she placed her left hand on my rump, before placing the right index finger just under my tail, tracing the line all the way to my mound. That's when something crept into my mind, I had felt her finger all the way, but no sign of the crack, there was no orifice, just smooth and elastic skin, as if it had been covered in rubber? Even if I did not have the word for exactly what it was?
“I guess your rear isn't going to distract you?” she then teased.
“Not unless you're teasing me in that way?” I responded, not sure how to respond, but decided to follow her a bit further, it wasn't turning me off and there was something about how she did it, making me want to know where she was leading me off to, even if I had missed the first thing.
“If you'd stand up, for but a moment? I think you would enjoy what I could give you, even when other ponies are looking down at you. In a sense, I guess I felt a connection, they're looking down at me even when they don't know it!” she instructed me helpfully, taking my hands as I was rising to my hooves, as they still are where she had placed them, without really revealing why she placed them the way she did, earlier.
Once on my hooves, still standing with my hooves wide apart, she moved to my front, facing me for but a moment before she slowly bent over, just enough to place her lips on my right nibble, before gently kissing it. Then she parted her lips and licked the nibble, first the tip, then slowly encircled it, and moved down towards the jigglie, just a little bit each turn, until she had managed to reach the small circle of darker skin, just bordering the nibble, turning exactly three times around, before she slowly moved back up, just in the same direction, until she had finished by licking the tip, for the one short moment.
After kissing my nibbles, this once, she moved her head, placing her lips on the other, kissing it, before she started over, licking the tip of the left nibble, then slowly licking the spiralling circle all the way down to the jigglie, making the three circles, before moving back up in the same manner as with the right nibble, ending this procedure by the kiss.
Just leaving me wonder what it had all been for, even if I can't deny enjoying the feeling she had left my nibbles with. Just short of the first moan from the process? That stunned me for the briefest of instants, just as she brought her head to my level, once more.
There was something sensual to her I had never expected, and something I had failed to see, yet now appreciating. If only I could put a finger to how or what it was, maybe it is just my lack of experience? In a way I am pleased, since I could never have enjoyed this quite as fully, had I had more experience in her manners and teases?
Now I found her licking my lips, before she continued outwards, and I couldn't bring myself to protest, in part because I had enjoyed the teases, in ways out of reach, until today, as she came over to me. Whatever had I done in order for her to pick up, on what I myself had no idea I could have enjoyed?
She had apparently licked my muzzle, in a fashion not too dissimilar to how she just teased my nibbles, which made the association push me just a step further, allowing the one slight moan to escape my lips. Had I actually moaned, the mere though was teasing me, and exciting me in the one situation.
“Did that feel as good for you, as the moan just told me, or as good as it felt to me?” Silver cooed in my right ear as she picked up my right hand, from where it had been hanging limply, since I had been too distracted to actually have conscious control of it. She placed it before her muzzle, slowly licking the rim of the hand, from just below the wrist, and back to where she had started, then continued in a concentric circle, rather than starting with my fingers? This did take her some five minutes, still leaving the palm of the hand now glistering, slippery and teasingly rubbery.
I imagined my muzzle would be the same, only to have a moan escape my lips, once again, only slightly stronger than the previous, and about twice as long? Knowing what came next, I felt her holding on to my left arm, slowly licking the left hand. Repeating the concentric circle, starting at the wrist, and continued until she had licked the entire hand.
Now she slipped my hands down to the sides of my body, before making me lean over until I had my hands on the floor, then bending my elbows, in order for my hands to slide along the floor as she pressed my back further down as I presented my rump.
With my elbows on the floor, my hands pointing outwards, she was almost ready with what she was doing, but still did keep teasing me?
As she stands behind me, I feel her right hand on my rump as the left had found the spot, just under my tail, tracing the very same line, making me feel the finger slide over slippery elasticity, until it hit the mound, moving up for the few inches until the finger slipped inside, just for the quick tease as slow and gentle it had been, before pulling her hand off of me.
The Lovely Little Changeling
From what I could see, my Ditzy had no idea how I did what I did, but this may very well have excited her more, as I had distracted her with a constant line of new teases. I guess I have a talent for it, it may actually be in line with the main talent of mine?
Unlike the Act of Trixie, I knew what I was doing, I did not have to fake it. Not that I require fame, just the slow and steady support of love, and I felt this is the pony of my dreams. Maybe I had actually developed a bit more affection for her than I had realised?
Once I had her on all fours, once more, I gently pressed the both of her hands down flat on the floor, just before her as I had spread her arms as wide as I felt desirable. It is but a small tease, but will affect her along the lines of my desires, even if she did not know of it, or what I had in mind for her.
Just as I let go of her hands, I kissed her before I gave her the final lick, from right to left over her momentarily closed lips, thus sealing them while leaving her able to breathe through her nostrils.
“I do need your undivided attention!” I just whispered into her right ear, before I slipped my head under her chest, then sucked up the nibble, finding it expanding to the size of about an inch in girth and slightly more in length.
Now I moved around her, placing my lips on her nibble, sucking for the moment required for the nibble to expand as the right nibble had done, a mere minute ago. I had enjoyed the rubbery texture of the nibbles, knowing she was feeling my lips quite acutely, for the moment I had granted her.
Sliding out from under her, then a good few feet out before I rose to my feet, walking thrice around her, just stopping for the one tease before I had to make the point. I had placed my right hand on her rump, then sliding the left index finger over where the orifice had been, not really pressing the matter, just the slight tease, staying there for a mere two minutes or there about?
Now standing behind her, I placed my hands on her right hoof, pressing the grip slowly for the effect, taking a minute for a good tease, before I gave her the tentative tug, just enough to know her hoof was actually stuck in place, not to loose the grip, while I did it, or to be forced to hold firmer then I had intended. Then I moved to the other hoof, taking the grip, before giving her the tug, and she is indeed firmly stuck.
“I know I have your attention, even if you can't moan in order to express it, right now!” I just stated.
Once this had been finished, I lay down flat on my back, slowly sliding my hooves in under her. Then I continued, until I had my mound directly under her muzzle. By now, my knees also lay directly on top of her hands.
I lifted my own hands, placing them on her jigglies, just under the nibbles, then sliding them forwards, soon feeling the large pink nibbles in my hands, rubbing against the palms of my hands, knowing full well what sensations I was eliciting, by teasing her in this manner.
Quietly, I licked my lips, feeling the thick saliva cover them, maintaining the moist sensation I had in mind, before I pressed my lips directly against the orchid, already in full bloom, before I had even parted my lips. Wet as she was, I still do enjoy teasing her, licking the rubbery surface of her orchid, both inside and out, before I had started to teasing her seriously.
The next instant, I felt her moan, even though I couldn't hear it, her lips still sealed. It is how I had designed the scene, thus keeping her focused on what I was actively doing. All she could do is breathing, while I hold on to her now large nibbles.
Teasing her to give up the precious nectar, as I finally started eating. Little by little, my tongue slipped inside and out, licking at everything, feeling her come, once, twice, and thrice. Only slightly harder each time, and just a bit faster.
I knew I kept her wet, more than her excitement. My saliva slowly spreading up, mingling with the juices she managed to produce in her excitement, still trapped on top of me as I enjoyed her. The taste of love, untarnished, undiluted.
I moved slow, keeping her coming progressively fasted and harder, until the one instant hit, and her climax hit. By this time, I was exhausted myself, so I was just happy for her.
My horn still glowing faintly with the last of the magic I had hoarded, from the instant I had left her here, before I went to the games, until the moment I saw her was about to run dry. I know my magic is weak, so I had to be careful.
Had an hour went by, was it two or three? I had no idea, since I had lost track of time. So close to an unsuspecting pony. I had not needed to do anything. I had simply fed her the stimulation for the love.
The Lovely Little Changeling
Just at her climax, I had sealed her orchid. Knowing full well the effect of doing so, yet I had done it. It had been the one final effort.
Spent, I just lay down in the dark, under the one mare I had ever truly cared about. I had known her for months, and this was my first chance to five her something more. Not just a date. Not just the one moment of bliss, when she was alone with me. Even if these had been great and important to the both of us, but this was to top it all off for all times. At least I thought I knew her that well.
That had been why I had felt drawn to her in the first place. Now I have given her the one gift. Leaving a mark in her life, in her. A mark of good, of the love I knew we shared, for all it was worth.
After about an hour of rest, I managed to slip out from under her. I knew I had to move eventually anyway, I can't just stay there.
I allowed the moments to linger, before I approached her once more, kissing her, parting my lips as I licked her gently, thus breaking the bond dealing her in quiet. A moan escaped her, while she looked into my eyes.
“I love you, Ditzy!” I just coed in her right ear, on my way to her rear, kneeling, then slowly licking the edge of the hoof, stuck on the floor, before I pulled it free as fast as the bond broke enough for my strength to matter, before I licked her hoof, from the centre and out, under the sole of it.
Quietly moving to the left, before I lick the rim of her other hoof, gathering strength before I managed to pull the hoof off of the floor, still leaving a curious mark, expressing where she had been, before I licked her left hoof under, from centre and out.
“Could you crawl to the bed, I think you need some rest!” I pointed out in a weak voice, after the act of freeing her.
“Yes!” she responded, and I saw her move to the bed, then up onto the top of it, laying with her back up, facing me as she finally did come to a stop, as her head slumped onto the pillow.
I moved up to her, pondering carefully, knowing the both of us to be exhausted, yet I just couldn't resist the final tease, before I completed what I had started.
My hand on her right side as the left hand allowed me to trace the place where the crack had been, before I had sealed it. Then I lean forwards, licking the fringe.
With this final detail out of the world, my horn went entirely dark as I once more traced the skin, and finding the one spot, allowing the crack to slip back into the open. I had left the traces, but the seals now broken, all but the last one, but she could rest now.
This is when I slumped down beside her. Laying there, just enjoying the remnants of what had been. Knowing how she felt. She could have protested, she never did, not once, not even now as I lay exhausted beside her.
The Lovely Little Changeling
I had woken up on the bed, and it is clearly late. Silver had come to me and offered me a bliss, even if she had never used the words, but it is what she gave me.
That was weeks ago. I still do recall the moments, the feelings. Her licking my most private and sensitive parts.
My muzzle still do feel unexplainably elastic, as is my lips, but even more so and more sensitive than I could have remembered.
My nibbles still as large as they had been as she was teasing me, just as they're feeling like rubber, just like then. I couldn't explain it to anypony.
Then there's the changes to my mound and orchid, the rubbery texture, as well as the now overly sensitive orchid? I swear by Celestia, I'm always feeling wet.
Now, I can also feel the uncharacteristic rubbery texture over the crack, back between my hind legs?
I don't complain, my hooves looks great, glistering as if I had been at the SPA the other day. They're elastic in a curious rubbery way? Slippery, but still giving me the traction to walk. There is the one detail, she apparently gave me long nails, as if I had used extensions, but I know they are mine. They're shiny, glistering, as if polished the other day, as well. Is it part of the changes?
Ofhorse, Dinkie came back, just a week after Silver came, but by then I was up to my usual strength. Just happy and playful, the way she remembered me.
Silver was incidentally out shopping as Dinky came back. On the other rubbery hoof, that was two months ago, or wasn't it? Then there is the one detail, it had left me curious.
I had gone to Zecora, this was a week ago, she had been her usual cryptic self, just like always. She had told me the secret, the one I could not have guessed, which is why I went there I the first place. Apparently I'm pregnant? By the timing, it would coincide with the day Silver came over. Even if it sounded impossible, but if Zecora said it, who am I to question or doubt her?
As I walked back, I had met Dinkie with Pinkie Pie in tow, for Celestia know what reason? Or it is what I thought, till I saw her face clearly.
“Congratulations!” she squealed happily, before I opened my mouth.
“If that's what she's talking about, Dinkie, you're going to have a sibling in nine months, at this time!” I explained to the dumbfounded daughter as she just stared at me and Pinkie Pie.
“A Party is in order!” Pinkie concluded, incapable to hide her feelings, but she never could hide her happiness, in the face of a promise to hold a party.
I guess that's out Pinkie Pie, and I wouldn't change her any day.
Author's Note
If there is any editing left, feel free to let me know.
The story is completed, not finished,
The Lovely Little Changeling
I had just come back from the empire and the games, feeling rather frisky and excited. Now I had finally gotten back to the one pony I had found any attraction to. Maybe in part, due to the warmth she radiated. Just seeing her with her foal alone made me feel warm and fuzzy all over.
Apparently, she had picked up on it, and we had had a few dates, or meetings, whatever you prefer to call it? I had enjoyed the time in her presence, and not just because of her loving nature, there is something more about her. Maybe it is because she is such a loveable pony?
Once the door opened, I had enveloped her in a close embrace, I couldn't help myself. Maybe it is in part due to my heritage? I know who I am, as much as I may choose to, and want to forget it? Yet, there's no way around it, as much as you may like to.
She apparently was alone today, but I guess it may be as well? She had returned my warm hug, in her usual warm manner. This only drew me closer, but in the end I drew back, just the hug, but I had enjoyed it, just as I could see it in her eyes, so had she.
“Ditzy, so good to see you!” I told her as I had managed to calm down, after the embrace.
“Nice to see you too. I hope the games were worth your time!” Ditzy continued.
“The games were fantastic. I guess you could say that I enjoyed every minute of it. Even despite the hectic trip, the frenzy apparently did me some good. Now I can relax in the quiet of Ponyville again!” I responded.
“Yeah, we all know how these games are, all excitement for the short duration, and then it's over. You know you can always see me. I enjoy you being back!” she pointed out as she invited me inside.
I eagerly followed her in, but realised she was starting to make me even more excited than I had expected. There is something about her, but I couldn't explain it, or put a hoof to it.
“Getting a good spot did cost, it did set me back quite a bit, but I got what I had hoped for, so it's worth it. Funny, I even got a glimpse of Cadence herself, and her smile does warm the heart of a Pony, just by the looks of it. The Crystal Ponies are lucky to have her, even if you are all I need!” I pointed out, winking slightly to slip in the point.
Author's Note
here is the beginning of a story for all of you who like to see a different take on the changeling. or possibly see Ditzy shipping out?
