Nothing's More Important

Justin let out a little sigh of relief. "Thank you, both of you." He smiled at Alice, then looked at Amelia, curiosity growing in his eyes. "Did you get, I mean, are you a wolf too? It's okay if you are! I'm dedicated to this now." He gently pawed at the ground. "I want to know more about you both. We're a herd now."

“Me? No… not yet, anyways. I’ve known Alice forever, so I know plenty about them, but… well, I expect you’ll probably pass it to me, the same way Alice passed it to you. Even if you do prove immune, yourself,” Amelia said. “We talked about this earlier, remember? Though, I was just thinking… it might be easier to go through the whole transition together, you know?”

Alice nodded. “I’ve been very careful not to accidentally bite or scratch you the whole time we’ve known each other. As for transitioning together… it will be a bit of a challenge for me to watch over you both, but you should be content to spend time together as wolves, especially if we have plenty of food to keep you from getting hungry.”

Justin licked over his snout as he leaned to peak in the pantry. "Do we have enough now?" He put a hoof over his heart. "No, I'm worrying too much. You're with us. You'll see us through, and then we'll be a happy dog, um, pack?" He frowned a little. "Would you be mad if I preferred to call us a herd?"

Alice shrugged. “Why not? We’re all to be honorary ponies, anyways, right? As for food… If it comes down to it, I should be able to direct you safely in a hunt. No hurting ponies, ever. But I think we have plenty for the time being. We just bought groceries! We’ll keep ourselves stocked up, and be prepared.” The subject of food brought her mind to her own plate, and she started in on it, forgoing the use of utensils, though she did an impressive job of not spilling anything off her plate.

Amelia, on the other hand, was quite comfortable with a fork and ate more slowly, talking only between bites. “If I remember, the wolf instincts should only be really strong at night, especially at first, so we should be able to keep control of ourselves easily in the day, including restocking our shelves. We only really need a single night’s food on hand to get us through. Not that I want to push the limit,” she suggested.

Justin gently nudged his plate, his appetite not as strong as it could be. "Well, the way I see it, it could become a full moon night just tonight, so if we're going to do it, we should do it. What does that need? I don't want to hurt Amelia." He twitched an ear up at Alice, looking to her for an experienced answer.

Alice blushed a bit, squirming slightly. “Well, ummm… some privacy I guess? I don’t know if it’s too soon to pass it on yet, but it passes by bite, scratch, or… how to phrase this. Make her your b- mare. I know you don’t want to hurt her, but the first time…”

Amelia shook her head. “Trust me, I’ll be fine there. Are you blushing? I thought you didn’t get embarrassed by this kind of thing.”

Alice flailed a paw at the two of them. “It’s just different when it’s, you know.”

Justin looked relieved when it became clear the blush being spoken wasn't one of his own, not that he didn't have one, burning in his cheeks. "O-oh! Well… You are my mare, if you want to do that…" He wagged his tail a little. "As your stallion, you get to have, uh, that, whenever you want, but it sounds like Alice's way would work better this time?" His words were slow and measured as excitement pulsed through him in a hammering beat.

Amelia grinned and slipped an arm around Justin, gently exploring the fur on his shoulder with her fingers. “Why? Was there something in particular you wanted to wait on before we get our turn together?” Looking at Alice with a mischievous grin she added “or did you just want to see her make me her ‘mare’ first?~”

Alice blinked a few times cocking her head in confusion as she tried to figure out what Amelia was even talking about, before burying her head under her paws to hide her blush. “Amelia! Where do you even get these ideas?!”

Justin's confusion deepened. "What? No! I mean, we're not even sure if I can, at all. What if I'm not going to and I don't even carry it? Then we'll… just have a good time and nothing, I guess?" His fight fled him as he described the situation. "I guess that wouldn't be so bad after all."

Amelia giggled and stroked his mane. “Well, unless we're really strict about washing or something, you’ll probably spread it from her to me eventually. I'm not trying to become a wolf, per se. I just want to be with my stallion, without worrying about it. If nothing happens but our stallion enjoying his mares, that works for me.” She paused a moment before asking in a loud whisper “You do want me to be your mare, don't you? Now’s the time to back out if you don't.”

His ears relaxed a little at first, only to go erect at her question. "Of course! I really do want to get to know you better though." He held out his forehooves. "We're stuck with each other." A smile split his face. "I just want to know more about the wonderful gift destiny has given me." He reared up, standing a bit wobbly before he grabbed onto Amelia, hugging.

Amelia stumbled a bit before catching his weight and returning the hug, giving a pleased “mmm” into his shoulder fur. “Hmmm… how about we go back to the bedroom and talk a bit in private? Just you and me and my clever fingers…”

Alice nodded her agreement. “You two should have some alone time together, and now is as good a time as any.”

Coloring at the implications, but not refusing, he moved to slide back to a more natural four-legged gait. "We're going to need a larger bed… I suppose we'll just be cozy tonight." He didn't sound that torn up about it, and led the way with an energetic clip-clop/

Amelia spent a few moments gathering the dishes from dinner before following after, tingling a bit with nervous energy. Finally alone with the stallion again, Amelia slipped into bed after him, squeezing in a bit cozily, still skimpily dressed at the moment. “Yeah, this is pretty tight for even two, much less three.” Her arms slipped lightly around Justin, one behind his back and the other resting on his chest, allowing her to avoid falling off the bed, narrowly. “So… private talk… is there anything you want to ask me, first?”

Justin worked his hooves around her and gave a turn, putting her on top and resting on his barrel. He served reasonably as a furry pillow. "Well, do you have any dreams? I mean, I suppose if you did, they probably involved where you came from, but… Well, do you? I want to be a good stallion, which means helping my mares live up to themselves." He leaned in to nuzzle gently at her neck.

“That’s a good one,” she said, thinking for a moment as she squirmed into a more comfortable position. “Back home, I was pretty comfortable in my job but dreaming of being able to meet a decent man that Alice wouldn’t have a problem with. Now, it’s kind of flipped. I’m still… not entirely sure how we’ll work out everything between us, but I do think it’ll be fine. But as for my work… there’s so much new things to learn about the plants here, I’m pretty excited, but I don’t have any of the equipment I’m used to working with, and there’s so much I don’t know that would be considered common knowledge or at least already known. And I don’t know how you guys handle funding for scientists here, so I don’t know what I’d need to do to actually make it my job again. I guess we’ll start with meeting the Princesses and going from there?” She finally paused, refocusing her eyes to smile down at the stallion below her.

His forehooves went over her shoulders and hooked, hooves pressing her back and holding her affectionately. "You're not that different from me. I love studying plants, and the properties of them. Alchemy, I've mentioned it before? We could be alchemists together! I'll show you my lab." He started to get excited, tail wagging to and fro. "I've never had an assistant besides my teacher before. What kind of equipment did you use?"
Amelia looked down between her legs, blushing and grinning a bit as the naked stallion beneath her moved back and forth from the wagging. She shook her head, clearing the thoughts for the moment as she tried to concentrate on the conversation. “Microscopes to see the little details, computers to help track all the data. We had a hydroponics lab at the university to grow plants under controlled conditions, and see how they reacted to different nutrient levels and such. Maybe I should just start out as your assistant… I’m sure you could teach me quite a bit.” As she talked, she let one of her hands wander, rubbing his belly lightly as it drifted lower.

So many of those words went sailing over his head, eroding his cheeriness to a new dismay. "I… don't even know what some of those are. We can get a microscope! Those are expensive… We're going to have to save up…" He glanced away before gently pulling her down back on top of himself. Though he seemed not conscious of their contact, he gently rubbed against her, warm and affectionate. "We'll manage."

“Right… we’ll manage. Somehow,” she said, snuggling in close and pressing her chest against his. She let a few seconds pass between them in silence, before her fingers slipped down lower and began to gently explore his stallionhood, trapped as it was between him and her shorts. “You’ll just have to show me your way for now. Tomorrow. For now, well… just relax.”

He drew in a sharp breath as her fingers touched against the sensitive organ. "I'm not feeling very relaxed." He smiled, hoping his goofy joke would work as his hips bucked forward. "You're overdressed. I'm afraid I'm going to get you messy." He pulled her closer, whispering gently, "I'd rather get you nice and warm."

Amelia giggled at his cheesy lines, before beginning the awkward process of getting herself undressed. It necessitated pulling away from him, at least for a little while, but soon enough she was snuggled against him, flesh to flesh, with his hardness pressed against her belly as she went back to work, teasing it even more this time as she felt him up. “I have a feeling things are going to get very hot in here, very soon,” she said, trying to match him, line for line.

He ran his hooves in slow exploring motions across her body, feeling from her shoulders slowly down to her hips. "You're so interestingly shaped." He perked his ears. "I mean that as a compliment. You're so soft and squishy." He gently squeezed at her hips. "It's like holding a delicate doll. I don't want to hurt you…"

She gave a light ‘mmm’ as he explored her body, the feel of hooves and fur against her skin a quite unfamiliar one, but not bad under the circumstances. “I’m not that fragile, but do refrain from kicking me. I don’t heal as fast as Alice…” Looking down and watching herself as she slowly rubbed her moist womanhood against his hardened shaft, spreading her moisture along him, a thought occurred to her. “Oh! I wonder if she even heals down there… like is she going to be like a virgin every time? That sounds awful…”

The turn of conversation took him off guard as he tilted his head at her. "I'll be sure to let you know one way or the other, but I'd hope it wouldn't be uncomfortable, but let's focus on you." He settled on her plump bottom. "You have built-in handles," he almost giggled as he pulled her against himself, grinding the pulsing member along her petals. "Most mares aren't... Let's not compare. You're amazing for what you are." And perhaps more than a little strange, but his twitching member revealed him for the terrible xenophile he could be, still finding things to be attracted to in her alien form.

"Good answer,” she said before moaning lightly. She took her time, enjoying the sensations and exploring his fur with her hands before finally taking in a deep breath, gripping his member in one hand to guide it, lifting herself up and lowering herself slowly onto his shaft. She had to use her fingers to spread herself to allow him entrance, but she seemed somehow well practiced at it. She took him surprisingly easily and painlessly. It was a stretch for her, but much less so than it had been for Alice. “Wow… that’s. That's big. Just give me a minute.”

His eyes widened as he penetrated into her, trying to resist a powerful buck, which became little rocks up against her supple flesh, driving his blunt shaft deeper into that welcoming crevice. "Y-you're perfect." This he didn't have to exaggerate. the sensation of being tight, but not uncomfortable was just right for him, and he trembled with delight, wanting to go even faster. "Does it hurt?" Despite his lust, his care still throbbed as powerfully as any desire.

Amelia quickly shook her head. “I’ve had some… experience with… ‘toys’. Even one shaped… a bit like you,” she managed, blushing a bit at the confession even as she began to move against him. “Nothing quite as big as you though. And nowhere near as warm and caring.” She slowly and carefully leaned down to give him a light kiss. “You can go a bit faster, just… ease into it, okay?”

Justin pressed his fuzzy lips against her naked ones, kissing gently. "I can go as fast or slow as you want." He pushed into her in a smooth motion, exploring her with his fifth leg and a little whicker of pleasure. "You are my mare." His nostrils flared, gulping in air as he drew from her several inches. "You're my everything, even before my things, which I hope become your things, together."

She snuggled against him, moving her hips to meet his own with a deep moan. She wasn’t quite sure what he was saying, but the tone of it felt right, and she simply enjoyed it, letting her mood wax that much more sensual with his words. “You are my stallion,” she managed to reply after a few minutes, “something I hadn’t dared to dream of having for myself. But here you are, fulfilling me in ways nothing else could.” She struggled to come up with more words, then gave a light shrug as she decided to focus instead on their pleasure. She slipped a hand down between them, exploring his shaft and balls with her fingers, what wasn’t buried within her anyways, while her thumb applied a bit of pressure to her clit, working herself up more and drawing deeper moans.

The movements of his human mate's fingers were all new and strange, but not entirely incomparable to… He giggled a little as he rolled with her, holding her steady as he slowly got her under himself, pinning her down lightly. "I figured it out. You're like a unicorn, without the magic." He leaned in. "You don't need magic." He drove deep into her, grunting in the soft squelch of a sound as he became one with the exotic female.

Amelia giggled a bit in response before wrapping her arms and legs around her stallion, closing her eyes and simply losing herself to their passionate bonding. From there she only managed a few single words of encouragement here and there amongst her cries, until they had finished and she could catch her breath and regain her thoughts.

When she did, her fingers played lightly through his mane as she drew him into a long kiss. “I made the right choice, coming here. With you,” she said, as much to herself as to him.

His tongue flicked out as his snout hovered inches from her, licking her across the lips. "I made the right choice, inviting you here, with me." His tail wagging eagerly, he snuggled into her. "We do need a bigger bed though… Come on, let's get nice and cleaned up. I'll get your back if you get mine."

“Alright… no need to rub it in by making Alice smell sex on us all night,” Amelia conceded. “Though I might be a bit disappointed if you try to keep the shower chaste this time,~” she teased. Trapped under him for the moment, she gave him a playful swat on the cutie mark to get him moving.

The cutie mark proved to be a good point to swat an Equestrian pony to get them moving and Justin hopped down from the bed with the clop of hooves on wood. "I'll get the water ready for you, dear." He smiled and looked around hastily as if something just caught up with him. "Wait, again?" As if the idea was a little unusual for him. "If my mare wishes it." With a cheery whistle on his lips, he briskly trotted out of the room.

A few minutes later, Alice lifted her head from the couch where she was laying, ears perked and face showing her confusion. The sounds of running water washing over someone was not unexpected, and had been going on for a few minutes now. The sounds of passion earlier were completely expected as well, she had even encouraged them a bit herself. But hearing them both at once just didn’t make sense. Humans were weird. Or ponies. Maybe both? She lay her head back down with a sigh, trying not to listen in too intently.