Endurance

Waiting was boring.

Black Wisp was quite used to waiting long periods of time. She might not have been an infiltrator, but even she had been tasked to something that would take long periods of waiting. And she had done those tasks eagerly.

The problem was, none of those tasks had asked her to wait most of a day, in addition to selling her body to survive. Wisp knew that plenty of philosophers would argue that, being a changeling, she had already done plenty of things far worse. They would be right, but none of those things had required her to buck her worst enemies for food.

That point still made waves in her mind. She had decided to go with what the Royal Guard had said, out of nothing but practicality. She would likely die without food. Having sex with her enemies would net her a theoreticallly infinite source of food. Having sex with her enemies was not worse than dying.

It made sense, at least in her head. The trouble was, the changeling had no idea if the unicorn was being honest. At the time, sensing emotions for signs of lying had been the last thing on her mind.

She also had no idea what time it was. She guessed somewhere around an hour before noon, but she had absolutly no way of telling, and counting in her head to tell time had gotten old the moment she reached three digets.

All of the above was the reason why she was hiding in the bushes at the side of the clearing. If that damned Royal Guard was being less than honest, she could make her escape with little trouble. There was hardly a chance of them tracking her in the forest itself, away from any clearings.

Her wings buzzed on her back, a dull - but pleasent - ache came from them. The lust she had gathered yesterday had been hardly enough to heal her various injuries. Her wing she had saved for last, and now the gossamer limb occasionally moved, as she tested its' strength. Wisp wouldn't be ale to sustain a long flight at this point, but it would get her away from danger in a pinch.

After yesterday, she had also cut the longer strands of her hair off using her telekinesis. It had taken a while to figure out how, but at the end of her effort, she was left with a style that wouldn't droop down into her eyes all the time.

As a side benefit, it looked far better than it had before. Vanity was hardly a foreign concept to changelings, after all.

The minutes passed by slowly as she waited, and Wisp could have sworn that she was gathering dust. The only remotely interesting thing to pass through the clearing had been a pair of Timberwolves, who had also quickly exited.

A short time later, Wisp was contemplating the 'ins and outs' of stabbing things in frustration when she heard what sounded like mumbling from the other side of the clearing. Curious, she used her wings to fly upward, placing her around twenty feet up on a branch.

Carefully, she crept along the branch, before using her wings to assist her in jumping to a larger - and better positioned - one.

"'Join the Changeling Army', they said." She sarcastically mumbled. "'It'll be fun', they said. I also recall them promising us food, not requiring us to get it."

She practically crawled across the branch. Thankfully, it was large enough to support her, and the leaves - plus her height - would provide concealment. Wisp could hear the source of the noise talking, before a different voice answered. She would recognize the second one anywhere, and strained to hear what they were saying.

"-wait here for around ten minutes. If the changeling is a no-show, we sell the gem back to a friend of mine." The voice of that unicorn was saying.

"Why are you giving it this gem, anyway?" The first voice said. It sounded much younger than the other one. "It IS a changeling, after all. It'll feed on it."

"That's the point, you dolt. If the changeling was dead, that would defeat the purpose." The unicorn replied in a deadpan tone.

Wisp finally reached a good position for overlooking the clearing. She could easily see both of the Royal Guards, clad in gold armor and quite conspicuous. They were standing near the tree she had slept in yesterday, on her side of the stream. In addition to the unicorn she expected, there was another pegasus there. Even at this distance, her adept senses could practically taste the apprehension in the air.

It was time.

Spreading her insect-like wings out, she jumped off of the branch, her wings letting off a low hum as they slowed her down. Black Wisp landed softly on the ground, much to the surprise of the two ponies standing a mere twenty feet away.

"I should have expected you would be hiding around here." The unicorn said. Now that Wisp could see him in more detail, she noticed that he kept his spear held pointed upwards, still clutched in his magical grip.

"Did you really think I would take the chance of you bringing the Royal Guard down on my head?" She snidely remarked. "I don't trust you any more than you trust me. I am not a mere drone, unicorn. Do you have the crystal?"

The unicorn responded by setting down his spear, and then telekinetically lifting a small, two-inch-wide gem from a pocket in the armor. It gleamed a bright red-orange, even in the shade it was in. Reaching out with her senses was more than enough to confirm that it was a firepassion crystal; the sheer amount of emotional energy inside was enough to make her physically flinch.

"That's... Definitely a firepassion." Wisp said after a few seconds of silence.

"You'll get it during our session, and no time else." The unicorn sternly said. "I am not stupid, and I will not allow you to run off with it."

"That's agreeable." That was far more than agreeable. If bucking both of them took as long as she thought it would, she would be able to harvest a significant amount of energy.

"Let's get started then. No sense in wasting time." The unicorn said as he unlatched his armor, followed shortly by the Pegasus. The unicorn held the crystal of her desire in his magic like it was a trophy, which it practically was.

"Now, here is how things are going to go." The unicorn said as he first sat down, and then lay on his back, his stiff length pointed into the air. "You're going to ride me, and please my friend with your mouth."

Wisp nodded, and walked forward until she reached the unicorn, and then moved over him. His length rubbed against her stomach and then against her rear, and the changeling slowly pressed herself down, taking the unicorn's length in manner that wouldn't leave bruises this time.

His thick length was enough to make her reconsider what she was doing, if only for a moment. She needed that crystal, needed it more than anything else right now.

She was ready when his flare finally touched her cervix, and Wisp sighed as he finally bottomed out. She started to bounce slightly on him, taking a few inches at a time.

"Um, excuse me?" She heard the voice of the Pegasus ask from her left. Sighing, Wisp slowed down to a halt, and turned her head to look at the other Royal Guard, who, while free of his armor, was sitting off to the side doing nothing.

"Just stand on your hind legs, get over here, and let me do the rest." Wisp stated, shooting the Pegasus a level glare.

"Um... Okay." The Pegasus did as she asked, before slowly moving over to her and letting his front hooves rest on her head. Wisp started to move again, sucking on the tip of the Pegasus's shaft, while riding on top of the unicorn. As she prepared to take the Pegasus ever deeper, she was startled when the unicorn used telekinesis to lift the firepassion crystal next to her.

Just from being in proximity to it... She could feel the pure emotional energy slowly feeding into her and moaned in delight, taking the Pegasus much farther than she intended to. Wisp didn't mind, though. The flow of energy felt nice, adding a sweet undertone to the feelings she was getting from bucking the two Royal Guards.

The Pegasus cried out only a minute later, and buried himself into her throat, where he sent spurt after spurt of seed down into her stomach. Wisp would have laughed at his poor endurance, if she didn't have his cock embedded in her throat, and if it wasn't likely to earn her half a dozen bruises.

The stallion pulled out and promptly fell backwards, panting.

"Well, that was disappointing." The unicorn said as he grabbed at her flanks, forcing her to take him at a faster rate.

"Poor showing." Black Wisp agreed as she used one hoof to wipe some of the leftover semen off of her muzzle, before forcing herself down on the stallion mid-thrust, resulting in a surprised grunt from him. "But he's not the only one who is going to finish early."

"Not on your life." The unicorn growled, flipping himself over and putting her on the bottom, genuinely surprising the changeling, before pounding into her from above. Wisp could still feel the energy from the firepassion crystal coming into her, gifting her with fresh energy every second.

This... THIS was what she was hoping for: Just a straight-out rutting, nothing special. Wisp was able to look into the unicorn's lust-filled gaze as he roughly took her, and could easily see that he had lost himself into what he was doing. To be honest, she was having a hard time keeping a straight mind herself.

The unicorn's monster of a cock pounded again and again at her cervix, gaining no entry. That all changed, however, as the unicorn's horn lit up.

"You're mine, you hear me? MINE!" The stallion growled as Wisp felt her cervix loosen, and his length begin to poke into it. With one final push, he rammed his flare inside, followed by four more inches of his length. The changeling screamed out in pain and pleasure as her womb was roughly fucked by the unicorn, with the stallion dominating her completely.

"No... Ah... Ah... ~Ahhh!" Black Wisp moaned and screamed in ecstasy as she finally reached her climax, while the continued rough fucking by the unicorn prolonged it even more. The walls of her snatch closed in on the stallion's member, holding it tightly even as he continued to fuck her.

The stallion's member flared inside of her womb as he hilted himself inside of her, his balls slapping against Black Wisp's rear as his cock let out stream after stream of his semen, yet again filling up her womb, and bursting around the sides of his member. He slowly started to pull out, with his length still twitching inside of her. Wisp, for her part, moaned in pleasure as the hot seed filled her insides up with a warm feeling.

Finally, the head of his length popped out of her, and he climbed off of the changeling, stumbling over to his armor and using his telekinesis to clumsily put it on. Wisp turned her head slightly, still panting in the aftermath of her climax, and saw him levitate the firepassion crystal away from her. In the changeling's sensory-overloaded state, she didn't even notice the stream of emotions she was receiving cut off.

The changeling looked in the other direction, noticing the Pegasus the unicorn had come with standing a short distance away with a sheepish smile directed at her. Wisp, however, groaned and leaned her head back onto the ground. She could recognize that look anywhere: She now had a Royal Guard with a semi-innocent crush on her.

She had no idea if that was a disaster waiting to happen, or something she could abuse for her gain.

The unicorn walked over and stood above her, staring down at Wisp.

"Are you awake, or did I put you out?" The stallion taunted.

"Save it for when you take me out to dinner." Black Wisp replied sarcastically. "The ground's comfortable, and I was l bottom most of the time. You probably left bruises. Again."

"Hey, it's not my fault you want to live so much." The stallion shot back, before turning serious. "I have another patrol here in two days. Either be here, or you don't get any more of that crystal's energy."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Wisp replied. "Just leave me here to rest."

"Take this." The unicorn said, pulling out something and tossing it on her. When her hooves touched it, she felt a heavily-folded wool object. "It's a field blanket. I don't use the thing, and it takes up space and weight."

"Thanks, I guess." Black Wisp said, but the stallion was already turning around, and soon enough he was gone.

The changeling rolled to her hooves, finding that standing up was harder than she thought. In addition, as she looked at her back, she could see a small stream of the unicorn's seed dripping down from her wet slit.

"Great, an ever bigger chance of some abomination of nature." She quipped. "Knowing my luck, it would be some kind of half-pony, half-changeling with the intelligence of a drone and the good looks of Discord."

Wisp shuddered at the thought while she unfolded her wings, using them to propel her up into the tree. Spotting an area where three large branches - that were practically trunks themselves - split off from one larger one, she laid the cheap blanket on them, before flying down to gather the branches she needed.

After all, why not complete the cliché and build a tree house? Or a platform, at least.

It's not as if she had anything better to do.