Being bigger gave Rarity quite the self-confidence boost, so with little pause, she opened the front door of the spa and strode in. The smell of the place soothed her every joint, almost immediately.

"Oh dear, sizter, ve are having problem!" Lotus blinked up at the timber wolf that had casually entered the spa.

"Darlings, it is me." Rarity flicked her tail and got herself inside. "You weren't in costume last night?"

"Of courze I vas." Lotus beamed and stepped out into the waiting area as Aloe came out. Something hit Rarity and the big bundle of branches giggled. "Our Miztress seez through uz."

The obvious answer was they were wearing the wrong color patterns for each other. Rarity had picked up on each of her pets' mannerisms, and knew that Lotus and Aloe were in their opposites' bodies. But there was more. Rarity closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, then grinned. "This will be perfect, my own little serving colts. The biggest bath you have, and some special care for my sisters."

Both Aloe and Lotus were used to having "Miss. Rarity" visit, but Sweetie was something different. Nonetheless, since their Mistress had commanded it, they happily accepted the Countess Coloratura-looking mare to be her sister.

"Right thiz vay." Aloe was so happy her Mistress picked up on their little trick.

"Can I try raising the sun tomorrow?" Muffins looked to her left, at Princess Celestia. "I have never done it before and-" She froze at the look of mirth and glee on Celestia.

"Yes!" Celestia grinned widely. "This will be perfect, I don't know why I didn't think of it before. Muffins, of course you can get some practice in with the sun." Celestia almost dropped some of her cake she was so excited. "And, if you ever want to fill in for a bit, you only need to ask!"

Muffins felt acutely aware of having just talked herself into something, but was unsure exactly what was going to be asked; had she offered to babysit the sun for Celestia? At her side, a little pegasus filly bumped her with a hoof. "Cuddles? What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry, it's great!" Cuddles piled in some pancakes, looking every inch delighted with the "odd" feeling. "Deev thast gwate!" Muffins spread a big white wing around the filly and leaned down to nuzzle her.

Something occurred to Muffins then. "You aren't weirded out by me being… well, Princess Celestia?" When Cuddles shook her head, not giving up the pancake she was chewing, Muffins added, "Huh." Turning her attention up to the head of the table, which wasn't all that far away, Muffins watched the curious sight of two changeling queens chatting amiably.

Twilight hadn't had another surge of anger, not since welcoming Twisty properly. They had been discussing the business of stretching a hive out over an entire country when she heard Applejack whispering to Gel. Her wives warmed her heart as nothing else would. The two looked so good together that Twilight found herself feeding off them without realizing.

Gel shivered a little and turned from Applejack. "Twi, that was you?" She watched a look of surprise pass Twilight's features. "Relax, don't worry about it, I am happy I can feed you for a change." She leaned up to her much larger wife and pressed her snout forward for a kiss. Their lips met and both practically melted into the touch. Neither Twilight nor Gel noticed when Applejack moved her snout in, kissing each as well. The three held in the shared embrace for a few moments before, as a whole, they parted.

"Goin' ta take this-here filly out to the farm and show her why earth ponies is the best." Applejack gave Twilight an extra peck on the cheek.

"Well, bring her back by her bed-time, and remember Gel, no kissing on the first date." Twilight couldn't help but giggle as she said the words, ruining her pun but earning her smiles from both her wives.

Giving a wide grin, Gel marched off and trotted alongside Applejack. "She'll be fine." Applejack buffeted Gel's side with a wing.

The two walked in companionable quiet all the way out to the farm. "So what are we going to do out here that will let me feel like the old me?" Despite her misgivings, Gel was already relaxing a little, just not having to be around ponies she knew.

"Gel Pattern, for all yer fun and games you play," Applejack walked right up to Gel, poking a hoof in her chest, "you are a stallion. Even when you cover a mare, you sometimes leave her with more downstairs than she was born with." The wording was decidedly articulate for Applejack, and it made Gel listen all the closer. "So, since Princess Luna said this was going to last a week or more, I decided we should let you test out just how strong an earth pony stallion could be." She lifted a hoof and pointed at the paddock, and the deer walking around inside it.

Staring into the paddock, Gel became lost in thought, and Applejack's words were at the core of it. "I guess… I haven't really thought about it before. Most changelings are… well, more fluid in that way. Almost ironic to think that I am not." She watched one of the deer wander closer.

"Go on in, they are gentle and I am sure they have something to give you. I'll go make some tea." Applejack leaned down and kissed Gel on the nose.

Gel was left staring into the paddock, at the small gate that would let a pony squeeze in. "We didn't get along last time we met. You don't seem so bad, though." She reached up a hoof through the fence, rubbing the curious deer around the snout. "You will be gentle?" Gel's mind was made up, she wanted to try this; reaching a hoof out, she unlatched the little gate. "Don't even want to get out, I take it?"

The deer was having an absolute feast. The one little pony tasted of more confusion than she had fed on for quite some time. She was excited, and pushing in when she should have just backed up and let the pony enter her pen.

Inhaling deeply, Gel smiled and leaned in to nuzzle the deer, getting a surprising nuzzle back. "You aren't so mean, just wanted somewhere nice to live, huh?" The hind had turned, however, and was clearly lining Gel up. "Oh wow, you smell really good!"

Gel's snout pushed up and out, it seemed perfectly natural to seek out the source of the strong and wonderful scent. Her cheeks blushed when she saw and felt her nose press in against the deer's vulva. She inhaled deep, closing her eyes; the scent had a way of making everything around her just… less important. She pressed her snout forward as the deer pushed back.

Without realizing it, Gel had worked her snout into the deer, she felt a force wrapping around her, guiding her forward. Mumbling something that was lost in the depths of the vagina she was now being shoved into, Gel relaxed and let the hind do the work. Head, forelegs, body, back legs, and finally her tail. She was squeezed on all sides, tightly, pulled ever deeper until she had to curl up, wrapping herself around in a tight ball. Sleep claimed the mare.

Applejack hadn't completely left her wife until she could see Gel disappearing into the deer. A shiver ran up her spine at the memory of when she had done that and… and been with Princess Celestia. "He is going to feel his oats when he comes out'a there."

"McIntosh, hey big brother, you home?" AJ entered the farmhouse and froze. Laying on her back, across the kitchen table, was a rather pregnant earth pony mare Applejack knew, wearing old-timey clothing. She wasn't alone. Standing on the floor with his back-legs, Big Mac was resplendent in heavy armor, sporting a unicorn horn and… rutting Cheerilee right up until the moment AJ had entered.

"Applejack?" Mac blinked, his body stealing one more buck from him. "Uh…"

"Whoa there, don't leave yer gal like that. Sorry to intrude." Applejack suddenly leaned on all her naughty times with her family, dredging up every ounce of "just ignore the elephant bucking the smaller elephant, in the room" that she could and walked for the living room.

Big Mac looked down through the heavy visor and, with a flash of orange magic slammed the door behind Applejack. "My Lady, how doth you take it?"

Cheerilee squirmed as the big stallion began to buck again, her features melting into bliss once more. "As hard as you may give it, Sir McBiggen…" Her belly was practically ready to burst, but her lover was careful, and this made pregnancy almost completely worth it.

The rattle of heavy armor, the long driving thrusts, soon had all memory of Mac's sister completely gone from Cheerilee's head. She tried in vain to hold on to something, in the end she had to settle for just hooking her back legs on the edge of the table.

Pushing himself harder than ever, Big Mac felt his body burn, his groin give off a deep ache as everything prepared for the outpouring. Then he was there, Cheerilee squeezing down on him sharply as he began to climax.

"Sir Knight!" Cheerilee cried out the title as her body began to pulse and buzz. She was thrown into orgasm by her powerful lover and she had nowhere else she wanted to be. The worries and problems of life sloughed away, for those moments she was with the stallion she loved, and he loved her.

Gel woke slowly, staggering a little as he got up. He yawned and looked around, spotting the little group of hind on the other side of the paddock. Something just felt a lot more right, proper. His brain made an odd connection to his confusion about Fleur when she had had her problem. "I am a stallion." He looked down at the powerful body that was built behind his head. He felt strong, he felt masculine and, to his delight, he felt right. "Now, where is Applejack?" He trotted back toward the gate, heavy hooves pounding away at the soil. Slipping back out again was a bit strange, he actually had a little trouble getting his large frame through the gate.

"Hey there, stud." The voice came from the barn, Gel looked and saw Applejack, looking so wonderful and… perfect. It had nothing to do with her more graceful shape, nor her horn, nor even her wings.

Applejack was stunned in that moment, her eyes laid on Gel, saw the confidence back in her husband and she felt her own body sing in response. She narrowed her eyes on him and saw the slightest glimpse of a bulge start to push free from his sheathe. Gel stepped quickly, but didn't break into a trot, what he planned was not to be rushed. "You were so very right, Applejack." Gel saw his wife's eyes roam over him, there was an electric feeling crackling in the air, and wherever her eyes touched it made contact and struck. He felt himself getting bigger, hardening, all for his wife.

A fluffing sound got AJ's attention, but not enough to look away, her wings were flared up again and she suddenly remembered all the times her wife had been surprised by something. "Fight or flight…"

"What was that?" Gel was close, he could smell Applejack's scent. "Fight or flight? Are you going to make me chase you?" His eyes danced as he looked deep into those deep green eyes. There was a moment when both their hearts beat once, twice, then three times. Applejack let out a loud hollering and wheeled about. She had no idea how to fly, but gallop she could do.

Gel let the world pass three heartbeats further before he gave a yell of pure delight and gave chase. The chase wasn't a short one, Applejack possessed the strength and endurance of an earth pony, even as an alicorn, and Gel's own resources seemed endless. They flashed across town, hooves flying as they stampeded for White Tail Woods.

Applejack ran and ran, her legs were a little longer as an alicorn than she was used to, and so she ate up distance faster than she would have believed possible. The leaves were already down, which made her eventual trip over her hooves a lot less troubling. She spread her wings, turning the fall into a graceful flop. Heart racing, Applejack looked up to see Gel standing over her. "How do ya feel 'bout earth pony vitality now?"

His body felt amazing, Gel could move tirelessly before, in his normal shape, but this wasn't just burning magic to create movement, this was something very real, very physical and, now that he had slowed down and could appreciate Applejack properly again, he felt that physical-ness stir. "You know full well I feel amazing."

From her vantage on the ground, AJ saw the big stallion shaft grow longer and longer; if anything, her heart-rate sped up. "Let's both feel amazing." She rolled to her back, giving her tender parts to her husband's perusal, not that he hadn't caught glimpses in their head-long gallop. Gel leaned down and gave a slow lick, tracing Applejack's lower lips.

The taste of Applejack was something Gel could not get past. So musky and strong, then the penny dropped in his head. "You are in season." He lapped along her again, then again. Each time he did it he stole her reply.

Fighting her racing body, Applejack just nodded in the end, unable to string two letters together, let alone two words. Grunting as she spread out of the leaves, AJ half-spread her wings and squirmed under the attention.

"You know I would lay here and lick you until you forget to think, Applejack." Gel had to time his words between licks, making the sentence take a while to fully come out. "But if you wanted me to go further, we could get with foal."

The thought of it, of having another foal around the castle and house made Applejack moan loudly. Her mind ran back over the words and something clicked for her, so good that she nodded and managed to get two words out. "Take me." That her husband had said, distracted as he was, that it would "we could get with foal" was like striking a match to the blasting powder that was the Apple Family's drive to have big families. She bucked her hips, feeling his snout press in against her.

Gel kept licking, kept lapping away like the biggest cat with a never-ending bowl of milk. He felt as one lick was rewarded with a flush of stronger flavor and scent as Applejack bucked around in the leaves. He didn't give in; didn't waver. When AJ felt him continue, she couldn't stop murmuring a few needy words around her moans. "More." "Please." "Faster." The touch stopped and she almost cried at the loss, until the weight of her husband pressed down against her. Applejack opened eyes she didn't know she had closed and stared into Gel's. Neither needed words, not when actions counted for more.

Sliding forward—relying on his body to line him up right—Gel shoved forward. It was a near miss, but still a miss. AJ whimpered to him more than he gathered himself and tried again.

A thick shape suddenly plunged into Applejack, parting her slick, puffy lips and pushing into her. It wasn't her first time with Gel, but it was the first time he had been so very purely a stallion. As he lifted himself and drove forward, Applejack shoved up with her hips, spitting herself on the heavy shaft.

The world contracted, only the stray leaves blowing past them gave either pony a sense that there was anything more than each other in the world. A rhythm started, Gel would pull back and drive forward, bucking his hips the last little way, while Applejack would roll her hips upward as he thrust down and in, then slump back on the out-stroke.

Dancing, their bodies seemed unable to tire, even after the full-gallop across town. But it wasn't tiredness that would be their undoing, Gel's body was a ticking bomb, he powered through their lovemaking, delivering each stroke, each thrust with all the power he could.

"Gel?" Applejack's words stirred the stallion from his enraptured focus on their pleasure. He opened his eyes. "Gel." When their gazes met, each felt their love boil up and over, spilling their pleasure out like a volcano into their bodies.

His teeth grit tight, Gel felt his body release. He bucked hard, driving deep into Applejack and exclaiming a deep groan. Applejack's wings were spread out wide to each side, she had lost control of her limbs, all of them. Back legs wrapped up tight around Gel's croup, AJ pulled her stallion down against her, deeper into her. "I love you." The words spilled forth from both of them, in the heat of their passion, and they both locked lips. Gel's body wasn't completely done, pulse after pulse of seed poured from him, he flooded Applejack's body, filled her to bursting and felt wetness paint their thighs.

"What'd I tell ya?" Applejack didn't move, she didn't dare; her body was sparking and twitching, she knew if she moved she would push herself to another orgasm. But then Gel did. Closing her eyes, AJ melted under her husband, her back legs uncrossing from behind his back; not that he seemed inclined to get up and off—or out—of her.

"You were right, Applejack." Gel kissed his wife, finding her cheeks a few times before tracing his way up with little pecks until he found her lips.

Author's Note

The big changeling queen, surrounded by scrolls and magically guided quills, looked up from her work. "Hangover? I don't have time! I have at worst just a week to document everything about being a changeling queen!" Twilight filled one scroll and quickly banished it, bringing another to her with sickly-green magic. "Anyway, Twisty said so long as I burn the love slowly I wouldn't get a hangover. If you will excuse me, I have so much writing to do!"

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