Survival

It was the screams that woke Dim Outline up.

As his eyes blinked open, he quickly realized that the noise assaulting his ears was the pony. Who was probably not too happy to find herself cemented to the floor.

Outline rolled off of the comfortable bed and onto the hard floor, quickly righting himself and walking to the foot of the bed, where the mare gave him one fearful look and continued screaming.

"Just shut up!" Outline yelled. "Nopony can hear you anyway. There's a silencing spell over the room."

In retrospect, that was not the most intelligent thing to say. The mare started screaming even louder, yelling at him to get away. Outline was frankly tired of her screaming, and used his magic to levitate a small blanket over. He quickly used his telekinesis to tie it around her face like a gag, and the screaming quickly cut off.

"Much better." Outline smugly said. "Now, what have we learned about volume control?"

The mare just glared at him with hate.

The changeling looked towards the closed drapes, and noticed a bit of light shining out. He walked up to the window and parted the covers by the slightest amount, enough to notice that it was around mid morning.

Outline sighed. Now that the mare was awake, he wouldn't be getting that trickle of emotions from the mare's dreaming. While he could just stun her again, the pony's sleep wouldn't be as deep, and he wouldn't be able to harvest all the energy he could. Now that light was actually coming into the room, he could see the mare much more clearly. She was a vibrant green earth pony, and was half leaning on the bed, half standing, with her hooves practically glued to the ground.

All in all, she looked pretty nice, even if the mare was fixing him with a death glare. Then again, what little Outline knew about pony mares consisted of what his instructors had told him, and the information they gave out tended to be of a more... Sensual nature. And while he would have been happy to put that knowledge into practice right then and there, he had more important things to do... For now.

Such as figuring out his next move in a city where the entire guard was hunting for him.

Walking out of the bedroom, Outline first peeked into the guest room, and what he saw was not surprising. Both of the drones had passed out on the guest bed. Neither had even gone beneath the covers, expressing just how tired they likely had been. And, funnily enough, both were practically groping one another, having moved into various awkward positions in sleep.

"How cute..." Outline chucked evilly, before double-checking to see if his silencing spell extended to this room. Finding out that it did, he deep a deep breath... "WAKE UP, DRONES!"

Both of the drones jerked awake, looked at him, then at one another, and then at their position. Finally, they looked back at him.

"We... Didn't do anything! We swear!" The first one blurted out.

"Oh, I already know that." Outline chuckled. "If you had done anything, I would have noticed. How are you both feeling?"

"A lot less tired than last night." The second one said. "What's our next move?"

"You, my friend, are disguising as that mare in the next room, going out, and getting a paper." Outline said. "There should be some bits you can nick in this house. You up to it?"

"I'm up to it, I'm up to it." The second one grumbled, pushing past him. "Just give me a minute."

"What do I do?" The first one asked.

"You get to laze around the house all day." Outline said. "Just rest and build up your strength. We don't know when we'll near it."

"I'm heading out!" A now-feminine voice called from downstairs, followed by the door opening and closing.

"Well, I'm going to get some more sleep." The first drone said, hopping up on the bed and rolling the sheets around him like a cocoon, an image that even Dim Outline couldn't help but grin at.

The changeling backed out of the room and closed the door behind him, before walking across the hall to the bedroom and closing that door behind him. Having adequately isolated himself from the world, he stared down at the mare who was yet again glaring at him.

As he did, a plan came to his mind. One to alleviate his boredom.

"So, are you going to be a good pony and stop screaming?" Outline sarcastically asked as he undid the knot on the gag and lifted it off. The mare immediately took a deep breath, before stopping and remaining completely still.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'." Outline chuckled. "Here is how this is going to go: We'll hole up here for a few days and then leave. If you cause too much trouble, I can't guarantee that you'll be alive." The mare's eyes widened at this. "That being said, if you don't cause much trouble, and do what we say, you'll live to do whatever you do again. So don't get any smart ideas, you hear?"

"... Yes..." The mare squeaked out, her demeanor having changed from defiant to terrified in the course of a minute. Outline did a small victory lap in his head. These ponies were far too easy to manipulate and control. He hadn't even had to use any of his (rather limited) mind control magic in this.

It was time to press his luck.

"Great." Outline said firmly. "Now that we've got that cleared up, here is what you are going to do for me..."

The changeling turned to the side, showcasing his 'extra limb', and the mare's eyes went wide with understanding.

"No, please!" The mare begged. "Don't make me do... That!"

"Your choice." Outline said, lighting up his horn with magic. It was all display - he never actually channeled a spell - but it looked intimidating, and that was the point.

"Wait!" The mare practically yelled, and for the second time this morning, Outline was very glad to have the sound suppression spell. "Stop! Just... Don't do anything bad..."

Grinning, Outline walked in front of the mare, lowering himself down onto the ground with his length reaching out in front of him. The mare flinched as it bobbed inches from her muzzle, and Outline quickly moved a hole-filled hoof to the back of her head.

"Come on, just accept it." The changeling whispered, his eyes briefly flashing green as he subtly altered her emotions from disgust to curiosity. "It won't go away any time soon."

"I've... Never done this before..." The mare mumbled as she turned away slightly, only to be turned back by Outline's hoof on her head.

"Just open your mouth..." Outline whispered as he moved the mare's head down. He felt the pony flinch when her muzzle came into contact with the flat head of his member, before her mouth slowly opened to accept him. As her velvety lips encased the tip of his member, his only thoughts were on his success and on the feelings he was receiving.

Her mouth continued to accept his thick length, the tip bouncing briefly on the top of the mare's mouth before continuing, all the way, until it hit the back of her throat.

Outline used his hoof to life the mare's head slowly off of his member, until the flare was just about to exit her lips, and then pushed back down, enjoying the slick feeling of her mouth as he did so.

Once his member hit the back of her throat again, he pulled her almost all of the way off, before repeating the process. As the mare took his cock into her mouth, Outline looked down on her. The mare's eyes held the start of tears, her cheeks were a bright red, and his senses were telling him she was experiencing a potent combination of disgust, horror, and lust, all rolled into one. The mare believed she could do nothing to stop him, and even Outline had to admit that he could hardly have stopped himself.

It just felt so good, to have a willing mouth for his member to slid into. Even as he guided her mouth down his length, he could still see a good two-thirds of it left outside. He wanted more. He wanted every single inch inside, and he was not going to stop until he had done so.

With that thought gone, on the mare's next trip up he pulled her completely off, leaving her to take a few deeper breaths as her blushing increased even more.

"Are... Are you done?" The mare asked hopefully, but she shrunk down as Outline lifted himself onto his hind legs, placing his forelegs on her shoulders, and forcing his member to level with her mouth.

"On the contrary, I have only just begun." Outline said as he pushed forward into the mare's mouth. With the back of her throat no longer there to halt him, he traveled deeper and deeper. His medial ring passed through her mouth, and then suddenly he was hilted, his balls slapping into the mare's chin.

The changeling was sure that he was in the afterlife. The way her throat constricted around his member only served to heighten the experience, massaging his length as it desperately tried to evict it. Once ready, he slowly backed out until only the flare of his member was inside of her mouth, allowing the mare to breath. This was cut short as he buried himself into her muzzle, his cock once more deep inside the mare.

This continued for minute after pleasure-filled minute as the mare deepthroated him, feeding continuously on the emotions of lust that seemed to burst from the mare continuously. He slammed forward continuously, roughly using the mare's throat as his personal hole, only allowing her to breath when he pulled back.

After what seemed like an eternity, Outline felt his finish creeping up on him. He sped up his thrusts as his flare widened, attempting to seal his length inside.

With a final yell of pleasure, he let himself go, emptying glob after glob of his thick, white cream into her stomach, and coating the mare's throat as he pulled out. With one last burst, he filled her mouth with his seed, and his flare finally popped out of the mare.

The pony he had just finished with tried to breath deeply, only to find herself choking down more and more of the changeling's seed as she struggled to breath. After some desperate swallowing, she finally was able to take a long, deep breath, and promptly coughed a few drops of the salty substance onto the ground.

Dim Outline, however, waited patiently for the mare to catch her bearings. There was still so much he wished to do today...