Life is hard. Keeping secrets, maintaining a decent image, and earning your keep gets under our skin from time to time, so we tell ourselves lies to make it easier. But what happens when the lie... is your skin? When the face your neighbors see is an illusion?
My name is Booker, and I am a changeling. Throughout history we have lived in the shadows, unnoticed century after century. A story told to children so they don't wonder far from the borders of their parents watchful gaze. However the actions of a lone monarch by the hateful name of Chrysalis, would take from me what every changeling valued; a future. In a rash and chaotic attack on the city of Canterlot, Equestria would come to know changelings as parasites. Centuries of secrecy and transpondence, nullified by a disdainful rogue, colonies all over Equestria where hunted down by torch light, including the one colony I called home...
My family scattered, myself alone and far from home, I was taken in under the pretense of an ally colt into the decadent rooms of Sanctuary, a brothel of much renown.
This is the story of a changeling, and his quest to make a name for himself outside of closed doors of the Sanctuary, and a life outside that of a courtesan.
(Authors note ~ Smut starts in chapter 4 if that is all you are looking for)