Slice's mind raced, if there was any careful questioning she would be caught out and unlike the normal Podunk town, this one was full of real monsters. "He… he got into my head, I can't remember… who… what…" She feigned tears and loss on her face, lifting forelegs to softly sob into them.

"Muffins! Tell them it is me!" Fleur could smell the horrible lies the changeling was weaving, the sympathy they were reaching for. "Changelings, even his kind, can't read minds." She looked to Gel.

"I only know myself and normal changelings. Muffins, can you tell them apart?" Gel looked to the gray alicorn.

"If it can do that to minds, there should be some trace of it, magically speaking." Muffins' horn flared a sickly green, mixed with yellow swirls. Two beams lanced out at each of the Fleurs. "Ugh, one of them is a changeling, can't work it out!"

"I got it!" Twilight giggled and started working on a spell. A big spell. "The absolute easiest way to work out who is who!"

Gel recognized the magic the moment it started to radiate out, particularly since he was first hit by it. He stopped being goo, his body solidifying to the regular chitin and body, if large and quite 'princely'. "Dispell, of course!"

As the alicorn-fueled spell radiated out, it grew in power. Muffins and Fleur, at the same time, gave a gasp, but it was Slice who recoiled in fear.

The magic slammed into the bubbles of force keeping both Fleurs trapped; neither could get away from it before it hit them too.

Slice snarled and chittered as his disguise was not just broken, it was dispelled and he couldn't immediately shift again.

Fleur, the real Fleur, started trembling. "No, no, please don't look!" Panic welled up in the stallion, standing where the mare had moments before. Muffins rushed forward, her big gray wings spreading.

"It's okay, Fleur, Twilight can cast the spell again." Muffins couldn't hide everything that Fleur was showing. She had Fleur's more stout body covered, but the unicorn's square snout and masculine features were shown.

"What… I don't understand?" Gel blinked at the odd sight, but he rushed forward to the other changeling. "Grabbing now, understanding later." For a few moments, Fleur was distracted from what she saw. As the changeling prince neared the drone, his form seemed to shimmer and almost liquefy. Then it really did. Gel flowed over the struggling, confused changeling, wrapping them up and rebuilding his form around them.

"Fleur," Twilight stepped forward, her face wearing a look of compassion and understanding, "tell me how to fix it?"

"What is wrong? Was it an illusion?" Gel walked up beside the transformed mare. "Are you okay?" The sincerity and concern in the stallion's voice was lost on Fleur, her mind only able to focus on all the pairs of pony eyes watching her. She slid slowly to her plot and tried to cower behind the offered wing.

"Gel, Fleur is a mare." Twilight smiled to her husband, knowing he hadn't had any experience with this. "She just has a problem with her body. I just don't know what spell was used… I know that was my fault, I should have checked first."

"Why is his body a problem?" Gel blinked, not even realizing he was making all sorts of mistakes. "Oh, was she born the wrong sex? Somepony changed her and you dispelled it?"

Fleur wanted to hide more and more, as the two talked. She felt horribly open and, worse—everypony knew. "P-P-Please…"

Twilight turned from Gel to Fleur. "I could try to find somepony who would know the spell, or would you rather somewhere to relax?" She said relax, but Twilight could see by Fleur's face that what she really wanted was to hide. When the unicorn nodded rapidly, Twilight stepped forward. Barely touching a wing to Fleur's back, Twilight teleported herself and the poor mare away.

"I don't get it, we will get her fixed... what is the problem?" Gel's body kept swelling and twisting as the drone inside him fought to get free. Muffins snapped her wings closed.

"It isn't that she changed, it is that we saw her like that. It isn't who she is, it is something she worked hard to get fixed." Muffins refrained from getting close to the dark stallion, on account of some shapes that randomly protruded from him looked a touch sharp. "Are you going to let him tire himself out, or will you actually hold him?"

"He will struggle regardless." Gel gave a shrug. "He seemed shocked at all this, like we wouldn't care about him. Did you see what he did to Please Do?" Muffins' features turned sad as she nodded. "Not that I won't welcome her to being a changeling, but still, she was a pegasus. She had a destiny to follow."

Fleur kept looking at herself. Twilight had been as good as her word, but she wasn't Celestia. "Are you sure there aren't any mistakes?" She looked down between her back legs for what she knew to be the hundredth time and gave a graceful waggle of her hips. Her body was right again.

"You should probably talk to Princess Celestia, get her to double check. I could research to find something even more… permanent." The moment Twilight said the word she had the unicorn's attention back. "I promise."

"Did you do something wrong? Will it wear off?" Fleur looked again, worry on her face. She gave another sigh and started checking her hooves and her snout. "It feels alright…"

"Fleur, that spell will not wear off and it would take another princess casting a dispell to get rid of it again. There aren't a lot of us, you know." Twilight smiled and held out her hoof to the mare. Fleur gave a great sigh and nodded, lifting her own foreleg to return the clop.

"Thank you, Princess Twilight. I was… I was not myself, it was like a return to… to when I wasn't myself before… before Princess Celestia helped me."

The words moved Twilight and she wrapped her wings around Fleur. "If you want to help, I will be in the library, looking for just the right spell."

"I have a prisoner to deliver." Fleur gave a half smile, hugging the princess back. Something just felt soothing and right, it banished her fear and panic easily now.

"Deliver? Don't we just… banish… huh." Twilight stopped, as if something had never occurred to her before. "Where do all the really bad ponies end up?"

"How long?" Shining looked down at the mare who was, well, poking around places only her Cady should.

"You will carry him no longer than another few weeks. We have everything planned out, Princess. Don't worry about it." Care Giver gave one of the brilliant white legs a pat on the outside edge, a signal that Shining could close them and restore her modesty. "I am staying in the castle from here on out."

The fact there was a mare who knew everything that was going on was such a reassurance to Shining that it did much to banish the feeling of those probing hooves. "And I will have a little colt…" The words made the room spin a little, Shining's face curling into the widest grin she had ever worn.

Care Giver offered a hoof to help Shining to her hooves. Taking it, the pregnant alicorn got back on her aching, stiff legs. "I feel so useless like this, and tired!"

"Perfectly natural. I was caring for your wife, remember how she was?" Care watched as the Princess' eyes widened and she nodded. "And you remember how you fixed it?"

Shining blushed. "I remember. I came in, when her mood was lowest, and-"

Cadance burst in the door, a rose held tightly in her mouth. She looked at Shining with eyes that practically smouldered. "Well, I don't need to be here any longer." Care turned and trotted past the alicorn, leaving the two royals in the room together.

"Lay down, Shining Armor." Cadance's voice was a little low around the rose, combining with the memories of 'last time', getting a grin on the other mare's snout. The door locked, Shining watching as blue magic sealed it so. Then the magic swelled up, growing to massive proportions as it fell over Cadance.

Shining's eyes were huge at the sight of her wife remade as a stallion. "This is all your fault." The words had not an ounce of heat in them, unless you counted the mare's smoldering look. "Okay, how do we do this?"

"You don't remember?" Cadance inhaled deeply not only scent, but his mind breathed deep the sight ahead of him. His mare, heavy with his foal. "On your side, get comfortable and let the bed take the weight."

Her eyes were huge, Shining did as bid, as she remembered her Cady doing. As the pregnant mare rolled to her side on the bed, she got a great view of things to come. Cadance was hanging heavy, swollen, the stallion's sheath was pulled back to reveal the flesh of his arousal. "Cady… I want you…"

Hearing his wife state their love and need so openly stirred the stallion more. "And you will get me, all of me." Cadance worked his to Shining's puffy sex—the scent of aroused mare was almost overwhelming, sinking into his brain like a cloud. Shining's tail was already pinned up, not that it would cover her if it was hanging, with her on her side. The first lick of Cadance's tongue along her engorged lips had Shining moaning like a young mare during her first time.

"Cady… Cady that feels so good…" Shining's mind had worked out that her pregnancy was just an inconvenience now, physically. Sex was the new goal and imperative.

Cadance lathered his mate in saliva, drinking down a good measure of the mare's musk in the process. At last he deemed her ready. Pulling his head back, Cadance climbed atop the bed. He remembered the last time they had been like this, the roles reversed. It felt right.

Shining's eyes went wide as saucers as the heavy length pressed against her entrance, squeezing and shoving. When the stallion started to penetrate her, Shining's eyes fluttered and she let out a wordless groan. "L-L-Love you…"

"Love," Cadance paused his reply to give a shove with his hips, "you," another pause, another buck, "too." He had his rhythm, shaft gliding in and out of the clutching depths as he rode the mare he loved to epic proportions.

Their bodies moved together, neither Shining nor Cadance resting on their laurels. Tired from her pregnancy, however, Shining slowed. The delayed replies from his wife stirred Cadance to greater effort, effort that was not unappreciated by Shining. Not four strokes into the faster pace, the pregnant pony let out a whinny of shock, her insides clamping down over and over on the intruding shaft.

Cadance felt as his wife was sent to the peaks of pleasure, he felt it but he wouldn't stop. Even as the strong muscles tried to restrain him, the 'prince' kept his pace. Shining Armor looked up at the powerful pink stallion, her eyes glazed with the glory of climax. She watched as Cadance pushed himself right to the edge and, when the hot rush of warmth came, Shining turned her head and pulled her lover down with one wing.

Unloading everything he had, Cadance kissed his wife soundly. "I love you so much."

"How much?" Shining nuzzled and licked the edges of Cadance's strong jaw.

"All of it. Every drop." Cadance started to fall, feeling the lethargy post-coitus normally brought stallions. Working rapidly, he turned and fell so he was at Shining's back, rather than on top of her.

Celestia was, beyond a doubt, happy. As she trotted back into the castle from the train station, she had a cross between a strut and a prance going. Everypony who caught a look at her couldn't resist smiling; not only was their princess super happy, but she was pregnant too.

"You're back." Luna had a pair of dark shades on, a dark black parasol and a flat belly. She was perched on a small mountain of pillows and cushions in Day Court. There was not a single petitioner present. "I optimized things."

Even her sister messing with the gentry wouldn't bring the Princess of the Sun down. "Turn them into rats?" Luna shook her head. "Banish them?" Another shake. "What did you do?"

"The first one to come forward, with a petty dispute about some land… I gave it to the prettiest mare in the room." Luna grinned. "A nice mare, Gilded Lilly was her name." The dark alicorn waved a hoof in a circle. "Oh don't look like that, I am just joking. They all knew I don't have the temperament for dealing with them, we all agreed that it would be for the best to just have a little break from the normal Day Court, and just let me handle any emergencies."

Celestia smiled, in fact, she hadn't stopped. She strode right up to Luna and lifted a hoof. "Boop!" She scored a hit on her sister's nose and was even happier to see Luna giggle at the silliness. "You mention Gilded because?"

"Because the Royal Jail's Warden is waiting to speak to you." Luna sighed and slipped back down on her side under the parasol. "In your offices," a dark hoof waved toward the door, "don't worry, Tia, I got this for another day… at least."

Author's Note

I would like to thank a great friend, for helping me capture Fleur and get her mindset square in my head. You know who you are. *hugs*

As for the rest, I am sure nothing important happened...

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