"What're you two waitin' fer?" Applejack wandered into the basement to find Twilight and Gel standing before the mirror. It looked already charged with magic and quite ready to transport anypony to or from that odd human world.

"You of course." Twilight pranced over to her special somepony, giving Applejack a kiss and a blush. "Didn't want to leave without inviting you along."

"Ah need to stay, between bein' away from the farm for too long and letting my little sister run around and get into all kinds of messes…" She was making excuses. Applejack sighed. "I really want to go with you, sugar-cube, but somepony has to keep my farm from turning upside down."

"I understand." Twilight nuzzled the orange mare and got a return nuzzle from her. "You have a lot of weight on your back, Applejack, when we return we are going to have to see about making it a little lighter." AJ nodded to this and tilted her hat. "But now we need to go, we have left Sunset waiting long enough. Gel?"

"Ready, Princess Twilight Sparkle, ma'am!" Gel snapped to attention, lifting the wrong hoof and bopping himself on the head, nearly falling over.

Twilight laughed at the changeling's antics and she trotted to the mirror. "Come on, and remember, try not to act strange, you are certainly going to be in for a surprise." She stepped through the mirror and felt the odd shift in reality before falling out the other side with somepony landing right on top of her. Turning, squirming under the bigger… human, Twilight looked up into the most gorgeous purple-green eyes she had ever seen. "Gel?"

"Uh, yeah… what happened, Twi, are you alright?" Gel shifted and tried to shift his mass but… couldn't. "Something has happened to my magic."

Captivated by those eyes, Twilight finally started to take more notice of her fiancee. His skin was dark, almost completely black, he was tall and well filled out. Finding her heart beating faster just looking at him, Twilight realized she was betrothed to a hunk of a stallion… man… pony… human. "Uh, can you get off me, ponies… people, will talk."

Gel realized his compromising position and barely managed to get off Twilight. Looking down at the mare… woman, he couldn't hold back a smile. She may look like a strange monster, but she was still his Twi. "This body feels strange."

"Who is this?" Sunset Shimmer had gotten to school early in the morning, but not quite early enough to beat the pair from arriving. "Is this… Gel?"

Twilight blushed and nodded. "This is him. Sunset, this is Gel Pattern. Gel, this is Sunset Shimmer." She gestured between the two, introducing them.

Sunset was left staring a little. She had liked how well Flash had looked on her arm, but this was a guy who really could hold the title of 'stud'. "Pleased to meet you, Gel. We really should move, we don't want to be suspicious. Twilight… our Twilight, is waiting and she thinks she might know what is going on."

Reaching down to Twilight with what Gel assumed were like his forelegs, he pulled his love up to her feet and gave her a hug. "Sorry about falling on you, there really needs to be some etiquette about using portals…"

Pinkie woke to a gentle rubbing. It felt really good, but it wasn't at all where she expected it. It was like there was a gentle wash of water flowing in and out of her vagina and she adjusted her hips a little.

"Sorry, miss, just making sure you will be no worse for your little fun." A unicorn mare, her horn aglow, was the source of the odd massage. "My name is Squeaky Clean." She smiled and slowly drew the water out.

Feeling better than she had in quite a while, Pinkie's mane was very fuzzy and she rolled slowly to her back, bumping into a changeling at her side. "Were you… did we…" Pinkie's words died in her throat when the mare shook her head.

"I just help with cleaning, Cherry said you would need to be taken care of so you wouldn't have any complications after last night." Squeaky smiled and started trotting for the door.

"Thank you!" Pinkie was unsure on the correct way to thank a mare for cleaning your intimate bits, but a 'thanks' was never a bad start.

"Mmm, morning?" One of the three stallions laying in her bed roused and looked over to her with blue, glowing, half-closed eyes. "Was that Squeaky?" Pinkie nodded and realized the position she was in was likely quite inviting. "She's a good mare, handy too. You want another round?"

When the stallion squirmed and rolled over to get closer to Pinkie, she could see he was certainly ready for 'another round'. She nodded again and giggled when he didn't stop rolling, winding up right atop her. "Fast this time, like a stallion taking his mare."

Velvet smiled and bucked, shoving the start of his shaft into the mare's clean passage. She wasn't tight, but she wasn't loose, if the changeling had anything to say about how Pinkamina Diane Pie felt, it would be 'perfect'. "Fast's not my name, though. My name is Velvet, smooth, sheer." He pushed in steadily, making the previous shove pale in comparison. It was like the water was back, pouring in and filling Pinkie out until she started to tremble and shake just from the intrusion alone.

"I… I think I like Velvet more than Fast…" Pinkie grinned up at the stallion, getting a kiss from him before he started to pull out in the same slow fashion. The return thrust was too much, too slow, and too good. Pinkie lost control and moaned loudly, her voice cutting off as Velvet trapped her exclamation in a deep kiss.

The mare under Velvet was a ball of delight wrapped in everything a changeling could want. He pushed in and drew back with that continued slowness, plowing into Pinkie Pie with all the force of an ocean. He kept her lips clamped to the mare's own, keeping her moans silenced and tasting sweetness and stallion in equal measure. The other taste, the constant flood of happiness that almost made the changeling drown at first, was the cherry on top of this cake. Or pie, as the case may be.

Pinkie had had multiple orgasms before, but never this constant or repeated. Her body trembled and shook under the changeling, feeling like lightning was arcing through her again and again. She was trapped by the stallion and loved every second of it. When the hot rush of pony seed rushed into her, filling her cavity and leaking a little around the entrance, she fell boneless to the bed, all the fight screwed out of her.

"And that is how a changeling do." Velvet kissed Pinkie again, and again, and again.

"Gotta say, watching you on her is as close to art as I will ever witness in this room." Gravel reached a hoof over, between the two, rubbing Pinkie's belly. "She is still trembling… you gotta teach me how to do that, Velvet."

"Teach you? Gravel, was that a proposition?" Velvet kissed Pinkie again, his arousal returning with the thought of training one of her fellow changelings in the art of pleasuring a mare. He arched his back and started to stroke again, getting a groan from Pinkie. "What's the matter? No more?"

Pinkie was barely recovering from the last pony pussy packing, she wasn't even able to talk properly yet and all she could do was let out a happy moan.

"Didn't think so." Velvet kept up his attention, wondering for a moment that if he could train Gravel well enough, could he be the mare next time?

"I asked around, nopony would tell me what happened, but I found a book." Hope looked at Shining, the mare looking to radiate both that aura of wonder that a pregnant mare does, also confusion as to why she was being approached during dinner. "I did some really bad things."

Shining gulped down the food she was eating, she had been told her appetite would start to increase and change, but that hadn't started yet. "I forgi-" She was cut off by a black hoof pressed to her lips.

"No, words aren't enough. I almost broke your family, that wasn't just wrong it was evil." Hope pulled her hoof away. "Is there anything I can do to make up for it? Anything at all?"

"There is." Shining Armor didn't realize how much the mare was right until just then. Words weren't enough, she had been brainwashed and robbed of her will by the mare. "First, never use that power again unless it is to help a pony. A few days ago I wouldn't have made that rider, but now I have seen that it can be used for good so… please don't abuse that gift." Hope nodded, smiling. "Second, I have seen you at your worst, I saw you doing unspeakable things, but now I see you rising. I thought changelings were all terrible monsters, a stallion, Gel, showed me otherwise. Prove him right, be a good mare, a good pony."

Hope nodded again, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. "I will try!"

"Perfect. If you can do those two things I can forgive you and, I hope, you can forgive that mare who didn't know any better." Shining lifted a hoof and got a good clop from Hope striking it. It was then Shining noticed the fact that the mare had no plate of food and other things sprang into place. "Only a little, feed off my wife if you need a bigger meal, but be sure to ask her first."

The feeling Shining got was of the finest touch, tender and gentle, it seemed to squirm against her before sinking in. Chrysalis… no, Hope, fed. The last times she had been fed on by this particular mare she had been trapped by her magic, lost in their spell. It wasn't unpleasant and the changeling stopped after a moment. "Thank you, Shining Armor." Hope gave a little bow to the once-stallion.

"You are welcome, Hope." Shining realized she meant it, which startled her a touch. Hope really wasn't Chrysalis.

Octavia was sweating, she had learned to do this in music school, had even had to make a few instruments herself, but this was special, very special. She pulled on the tool again, working the wood slowly into a large, usable block.

"You know I could have done that way quicker with magic?" Vinyl couldn't help herself by pointing out the obvious, although she liked watching her Tavi move; it was almost like watching the mare make love.

Octavia set the plane to the side and admired the smooth wood. "Then it wouldn't be my cello, it would be yours." She looked up at her wife and smiled. She saw then that the question was merely a game, a way to get her attention. "It will need to dry now, a good few months should do the job."

"But Tavi, I want to see you make it now!" Vinyl's horn began to glow. "At least let me dry it for you? It's not like that would ruin the process."

Looking at her block of mother's wood, Octavia sighed. "Damn you Vinny, alright, but just dry it, nothing else." She stepped aside as her lover approached and clearly put all her focus into the wooden block. The scent of wood sap rose in the room, the smell not unwelcome to either mare, and the source of it was obvious.

"Almost got it, almost… there." Vinyl let her magic slip from the wood. She had been to the same school Octavia had been to, had done well despite being told her music wasn't music. Or maybe she had succeeded because of that. Unicorns had been taught extra tricks for making instruments but ultimately she agreed with Octavia, this was to be her thing. Leaning in to kiss her sweaty mate, Vinyl's nose twisted a little. The smell of mare flooded her senses.

Octavia caught the threads of music coming from her wife. "Really? Now? I need a bath…" She tried to get away but Vinyl practically chased her into the bathroom, earning the unicorn a squeal from her. "Vinny! Calm down, I… okay, don't calm down." She had gotten as far as reaching across the bath to the spigots when Vinyl caught her, nuzzling around her neck and shoulders, rubbing against her in a way that was sure to have the unicorn smelling of sweaty mare too. But the thing that held her complete attention was what she saw in the mirror, floating in behind the unicorn.

Wrapped in blue magic, the strap-on toy slid under Vinyl easily, the straps buckling around her hips and waist. "Yes now." Vinyl wove a new song into her own and to Octavia's surprise the unicorn just seemed to fade away. The only time she caught a sense of her love was when Vinyl shared the new song with her.

"That's new…" Octavia's awareness shrank down to just her own body… well, her's and Vinyl's. It was hard to ignore a mare quite so close and… randy. When the unicorn reared up behind her, Octavia laughed and jumped forward herself, splashing into the big tub.

"Come back filly!" Vinyl jumped after her mate, landing atop her in the splashing water. The toy gave an odd sense of feedback, but it wasn't really even needed, what Vinyl loved to hear was Octavia's moan as she pushed the big toy forward, her feminine hips bucking and filling her wife.

Without the distraction of music around them, the pair began their dance, Vinyl stroking in and out of Octavia with the big toy, the shape of it so perfectly matched to a pony stallion that the earth pony could feel the medial ring stretch her a little extra with each thrust. As the rhythm worked higher, the magic of the toy started to seep into Vinyl, her body stirred to fully feeling the good screwing as a stallion would.

Octavia not only couldn't hold back her pleasure but didn't want to, she felt herself tremble, waves of pleasure radiating from her stretched vagina. She moaned and closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure of a loving and devoted wife.

Vinyl's end wasn't long after. She leaned in hard and felt as her Tavi squeezed down tight on the faux dong, giving a few happy shoves as her body was thrown into an odd hybrid climax. Slumping down atop Octavia, the unicorn gently nibbled her wife's neck and ears. "Love you, Tavi."

"I… I love you too, Vinny." Octavia meant the words, even if it was hard to get her throat to work right with the sparks and aftershocks.

Author's Note

Finally! Gel, welcome to humanity!

Pinkie gets cleaned up and discovers that changelings really, really, really like her. Really really.

Also, please tell me somepony gets the joke that, Octavia got wood?

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