Shifting Melodies - The Lost Stanzas

“See? It’s nice and soothing up here like this, isn’t it?”

Once the pair had exited the restaurant, the cloud was quickly returned to the sky, above all the local buildings, and Ace had been...persuaded to lay on it on his back, looking up at the stars.

And then Cherry had joined him in a similar fashion, only it wasn’t the cloud he was resting on.

“Well now, I’d say this is quite comfortable,” Ace chuckled, placing one arm over him. “While I have love for all species of Equus, being avian does have it’s perks.”

“Mmhmm! Moments like this are easy to come by with wings,” Cherry said with a smile as he cuddled the griffon a little more. He was remarkably soft and fluffy when he wanted to be~ “I’ve not shared this with someone else before...and definitely never brought a griffon into this.”

“Then I feel most honoured to be part of this moment,” Ace nodded, smiling lightly as he ran a claw through his mane. Cherry sighed at the feelings, but he knew that if anything...happened, he’d never forgive himself for not explaining the whole truth to Ace. He was a nice griffon, he didn’t deserve such surprises.

“Acey...I might have a confession to make to you,” the stallion said in a trembling tone.

“Oh?” The Griffon raised an eyebrow. “While I am no holy one, I shall hear your confession little one,” he chuckled at his little rhyme. Cherry gulped and seemed to look away for a moment.

“I...I think it’d be better to just...Just trust me, okay? I’m going to show you something, and when I do, I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t freak out.”

“I have battled against abominations the like of which even your nightmares could not conjure. I have endured many trials and hardships and I have lived with Midnight Song. I do not...freak out as you put it,” Ace laughed. “If you are truly worried, you do not have to tell me. I’ll not think any less of you.”

Cherry responded by shaking his head, steeling his nerves, and closing his eyes. When they opened again, they were still pink...but now that pink was solid, taking up the whole eye. “I figured you should know, since you’ve been so kind to me,” the stallion said softly. “I...didn’t want anything to happen without you knowing what I am…”

“Ah, I thought so,” Ace chuckled as he held the shapeshifter closer. “I wondered why you had this...shimmer, whenever I touched you. You hide your form from my eyes somehow. It’s quite impressive really.” He sighed as he lifted Cherry’s chin and looked at him. “It matters not what you are. Just what’s in here-” he poked the stallion’s chest “-That’s truly important. And I’ve seen your heart. It is beautiful.”

“I...thank you,” Cherry said with a smile as he blinked again, and his eyes were back to normal. He rubbed the back of his head with a hoof and chuckled slightly. “Now, a smaller thing to add to that...Y’know how I said I had a roommate that helps with the rent?”

“Hmm, Amy, yes?” Ace inquired. “I take it she is not aware of your...makeup?”

Cherry shook his head before his entire form was consumed in a flash of pink. Suddenly, the griffon found himself hugging a pink pegasus mare. One who looked up at him and giggled.

“Hi, I’m Amy!” she said to him.

“My handsome stallion is also an adorable mare?” he blinked. This actually surprised him, and pleasantly too. “Well now, isn’t this something,” he chuckled as he booped her nose.

“Yup! Not every ‘ling can do this, but I have a lot of food and a knack for it, so I made two ponies and took the two part-time jobs at the ice-cream store,” Amy said. “Most get disoriented swapping genders. For me it’s just like another horseshoe to slip on!”

“Hmm, it makes me a little curious as to your actual gender, though it matters little.” He planted a small kiss on her nose and smiled. “I am perfectly fine with either. So the question is what you’d be more comfortable in. You have three choices after all.”

“Eh, we’ll see,” Amy said as she ran a hoof through the feathers on Ace’s chest. “You still haven’t convinced me to let you in my place yet, mister.”

“Convinced eh?” A wide smirk split his beak as he put both arms around her. “Then, forgive my forwardness Che-I mean, Miss Amy~” His claws ran through the fur on her back, until he hit a few pressure points with the sharp tips. After the sixth, her body felt really warm, especially in a certain area. It almost felt like she was on the edge.

“Oooh,” Amy said as she instinctively ground against his form a little. “Oh, you’re good. Ledgy gave us all combat tips...The Violets know a few tricks...but those claws of yours are magic on my body~”

“I have many tricks my dear,” he murmured as his beak nipped at her ears. “I have many, many years of training, and there a secrets about the body that so very few know, even a few I discovered myself~” He touched another point at the base of her spine and his claw gave a small wiggle. That was enough to tip the scales her body was weighing. Amy moaned and gave the griffon a kiss as she felt herself start to really react to all the stimulation...by covering him in her juices.

“You, me, my bed,” she said once she broke the kiss. “And you are going to rut me into the floor, no matter my form.”

“I believe I can agree with that,” he smirked. “Perhaps I shall sample all of your forms.”

“We’ll see,” Amy said with a smirk. “Right now, I think I need a good stuffing, and my wings don’t seem to be working.” Indeed, her wings were stiffly extended, not responding to her commands to flap at all. “Take me home, loverbird, and show me what you’ve got.”

“As my...lady? wishes,” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her and rolling off of the cloud, taking wing for her apartment. “I do hope your roommate doesn’t mind us intruding,” he laughed.

“Nah, but he might join in later to stuff you as well,” Amy teased. The griffon smiled as he flew on. He hoped she had the day off tomorrow. Walking was not in her future.

Once the pair landed, Amy squirmed free and opened the front door, looking around before nodding and gesturing for Ace to follow her. The Griffon nodded, his tail swishing about as thoughts ran through his head. He still reached out and pinched her flank though~

Amy let out a little ‘eep’ at that before shooting him a look that said ‘I like what you did, but not now.’ “We don’t want to wake anypony up before we get to the room,” she whispered. “Not all the apartments have soundproofing, but mine does. We keep the windows closed, we shouldn’t be disturbed.”

“As you wish,” Ace whispered, but it was still a loud whisper. Aerial Ace did not do quiet. Amy slowly led the pair of them up to the highest floor and fished a key out from her mane, putting it in the door and unlocking it.

“You keep your key...in your mane?” he blinked and tilted his head.

“Sometimes,” Amy said cryptically. “Now get in there.” The Griffon nodded and walked past the threshold, looking around once he got inside.

That...was a lot of pink. Pink almost everywhere. The one bastion of sanity seemed to be the kitchen...but a little pink had already creeped over into some of the appliances.

It was almost like the pinkness had spread like a mold through the apartment.

“I...I honestly have no words to describe this,” Ace said in a surprisingly quiet tone. Well, at least she stuck to a theme.

“Yeah, you don’t know how hard it is to find a pink stove around here,” Amy said, as she closed and locked the door behind her. With a playful little flick of tail across beak, the disguised ‘ling made for the bedroom.

“I think I should be impressed?” Ace wondered as he checked his plumage, to see if the pink was infectious. If he started turning pink as well, that might be a deal-breaker...until he saw that tail disappear through the door.

“Nothing ventured, nothing gained!” he smirked as she strode in after her, wondering what was waiting for him on the other side.

The answer was simple enough: A very large bed with pink pillows and a blanket all the colors of the rainbow. Resting atop it was Amy, shooting him her best seductive look.

“Oh Acey~” she purred at him. “Come show me your magic touch.” The mare patted the bed with one hoof, clearly inviting him to join her.

“I fear I need some sunglasses for that blanket,” he chuckled as he stepped onto the bed, the frame squeaking under his weight. “And I would be delighted to show you my touch again.” he traced a claw along the fold of her wing, causing her to shudder. “All you need do. Is. Ask.” each word punctuated by another point pressed, and another shudder on her end.

“Please…” the mare muttered through the pleasure the griffon was heaping onto her. “Please...don’t stop.”

“I never intended to,” he smiled, as he placed his palm against her back and moved down towards her rump. “Such a lovely Cutie Mark~” He placed his talons on it and gave a light squeeze. Normally the Mark also had a few points he could stimulate, but he wasn’t sure it it would work on a fake one.

He got his answer when Amy let out another gasp. “Wh...what what that?” she asked almost turning to look at the griffon.

“Well now, isn’t that interesting,” he grinned. “It seems even a fake Cutie Mark still has them.” He tapped a few points with his claws, making the slightest of pinpricks before grabbing her flank again, sending another wave of pleasure through her.

“Oh, you’re...really good,” Amy moaned. “If you...ever stopped being...a warrior...you could...make a killing...at massaging.” Almost all her tension had been replaced with pleasure thanks to his efforts.

“I might, but I’m afraid I would get quite bored at that,” his claws moved lower, and it seem like he was going for her sweet spot, but they lingered to the sides, hanging there teasingly before moving to her thighs, making soft, circular strokes.

“Tease,” Amy managed to say in response to his latest set of claw movements. “And if you did come here...settle in...You’d have Middy for company at least. Plus...I could introduce you...to my friends.”

He flinched slightly when Midnight’s name was brought up, but quickly recovered. “Perhaps,” Ace hummed. “But the world is vast, and many challenges await me. That said... I, would not be adverse to frequenting this city more often.” The he showed her something interesting. He took her hoof and with a few pokes of his claw, her body spasmed, and great pleasure rocked her form. She had felt like she orgasmed, and it took a few moments to realise she hadn’t, just...felt like she did.

“What...was that?” She eventually asked. “It felt...so good.” She already wanted more of his touch, more of his time...more of him in general.

“Nerves are a funny thing, and press the right ones, in the right way and all sorts of fun things can happen.” He moved back up her leg and turned her over so she was laying on her back. “Now, I believe I have finished warming up. She we get started?”

“If that was just a warm-up, then I’m expecting something truly amazing from you now, loverbird,” Amy teased.

“I’m curious to see what you have to offer as well, my perfect little shapeshifter.” The bird leaned down, and as he pressed the points on her Cutie Marks, his tongue flicked against her clit. The pleasure was intense and caused her body to spasm a few times before Amy came for the second time that night...and he hadn’t done anything more than touch her to bring both of those about!

“Are you alright my dear?” Ace asked the trembling mare. “I didn’t overdo it did I?”

“Not yet you haven’t,” Amy replied. “I’m just shivering from anticipation of what it’ll be like when you actually get in there.”

“Well I’m ready when you are my dear, would you like to set the pace?”

“Start slow,” Amy told the half-avian. “It’s been a while, and I’ve never had a griffon before. I’ll let you know when you can go faster.”

“As you wish,” he said. He moved her tail to one side, taking a moment to run his claws through the silky strands, before she felt the tip press against her. It slowly eased inside of her, spreading her and filling her. A few more moments, and he had about half of it in.

“Hrrmmm, you feel amazing!” he purred.

“I try,” the mare gasped as one hoof rubbed over her lower stomach. She swore she could almost feel the bulge she knew he had to be making in her. “Mmm, see if it’ll all fit...slowly, though.”

He nodded and pushed a little further, until he had buried himself completely inside the mare. He let out a small gasp and a low moan built up in his throat. “MMmm, seems you can handle it after all.”

“Didn’t expect that,” Amy moaned as her hooves went from rubbing at herself to around Ace’s neck, so she could hold him closer. “Alright, let’s give it a whirl, loverbird. So long as you keep it nice and steady, feel free to buck me through this bed.”

“As my Lady commands,” he smiled as he begun to thrust in and out slowly, before building up a steady rhythm. He placed one claw against his neck to tighten his scarf and then held her under her back, pressing some familiar points to add to the stimulation. Amy responded by reaching up with her rear hooves as well and doing her best to grab onto his flanks with them.

“You’re...too bucking...good at...this,” The mare eventually said between pants and thrusts.

“So, I take it that my...earlier toast...is valid then?” he smiled, his pace quickening as he suddenly rolled over, placing the mare on top of him. Amy was a little surprised from the sudden position change, but quickly got into the role of being on top and started moving her flanks just as much as Ace had.

“Mmm, I’ll...give half of it...to you,” Amy said with a wink as she kept riding the griffon. “There’s still round two to consider after this one.”

“Hrm, but I want to test all your forms, so do try and last for at least three,” he grinned as he grabbed her hips, and as he gave her Cutie Marks another squeeze, thrust his hips up into her, burying his shaft inside the mare until he was balls deep. He made this a pattern, each thrust getting another squeeze. Eventually Amy couldn’t keep up and came around him, coating his maleness in her juices. During that, she barely kept herself upright with her hooves on his chest. The orgasms were starting to take their toll on the mare...

When that happened, he felt his own climax building and he tapped her shoulder. “While I am loathe to interrupt your current state, I must ask...where I should...”

“Just give it to me,” the mare commanded her griffon.

“As the Lady wishes!” he grunted, before letting out a primal roar and filled the mare to the point of overflowing. The volume was quite impressive, mostly due to lack of regular release.

“So...full,” Amy said as she rubbed her belly. “Mmm...good thing I’m shifting later, otherwise I’d be worried about hippogriffs showing up.”

“So a shift nullifies that?” Ace cocked an eyebrow as he held her close. He slowly withdrew from her, their combined juices spilling out. “Interesting.”

“Basically, while a foal would be half-me, it’s not part of ‘my’ original design. Shifting would get rid of any foals I might be carrying,” Amy said. “It’s all-natural birth control for female changelings!” Oooh, that felt much better, now the pressure could be relieved.

“So, getting your true form pregnant is impossible then?” Ace asked out of curiosity.

“Nope, totally possible,” Amy chirped. “I’d just have to remain in that form for the duration of the pregnancy. Whiiiich, would involve my employers understanding, as well as the customers, that I was a ‘ling. Cause I can’t stop work just because I have a foal on the way!”

“Ah, I can see that might present a problem,” Ace nodded. He found his claw tangled in his scarf and frowned, before wrapping the loose ends around his neck. Amy chuckled and reached down with one hoof, snagging a loose end and starting to pull.

“For me?” she asked with puppy-dog eyes.

Aerial Ace paused, before sighing and nodding his head. She removed the article, revealing the massive scar underneath. She may have hesitated at the sight for a moment, but she smirked and held the scarf up with one hoof triumphantly.

“And behold, I have that which other ponies wanted for years!” she crowed. With a mischievous smirk, the mare wrapped the scarf around her own neck. “Whaddya think, Acey?”

“Very dashing!” he chuckled at her, giving her a peck on the cheek. “But do you want to know a secret?”

“Oooh, I love secrets!” the mare said, already leaning in even though it was only the two of them in her apartment.

He humoured her and leaned up to whisper in her ear. “All you, or anypony had to do. Was ask.”

“Hee,” Amy said with a grin as she leaned back. “Mind if I keep it for a little bit, though? I totally wanna show off to Middy and make her guess what I had to do to get it.”

“You wish to mess with my dear student?” he said sternly, looking in her eyes like a teacher would when scolding a student.

“Only a little,” Amy said with a small pout. “That mare needs to learn how to smile honestly. If I pull this big a joke on her and she doesn’t laugh, I know exactly what to bring out next.”

Ace chuckled and ruffled her mane. “I’m just teasing, you may do so if you wish.” He paused and looked away for a moment, “And...thank you.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s my line, Acey,” Amy said as she beeped his beak. “Besides which, wasn’t it you that said you wanted to test out my other form as well?”

“Indeed I did, but I was referring to...” he placed a claw against his neck. “Most find it...uncomfortable to look at.”

“Pretty sure I have one up on you there,” Amy chirped, before her form was covered in a pink flash, and Cherry Scoop was sitting on the Griffon’s chest instead. “Not many want to put up with a Pink or a gender-shifter among Changelings.”

“I am a strange bird,” Ace chuckled, placing a talon on the stallion's chest. “Now my dear, let’s see what surprises you have~”