Twilight ate her breakfast slowly, trying not to think about what she had agreed to do for Gel. It was hard, since the pancakes Spike made were so very delicious. Gel sat opposite, nibbling on one himself. "Uh, how does it taste?" This would work, she could delay by engaging in conversation.

"It… it tastes good. I never really focused on tasting before, I guess this is the first actual food I have eaten." Gel nibbled some more and then looked up at Twilight. "Ponies have different tastes too, as well as what they are feeling at the time."

Twilight's wings threatened to flare up, there was a flashing light in her head and a siren blasting. "Oh, uh…" She wanted to shy from the topic but two things drew her back, neither able to be refused. The first was friendship; Gel had done something very good for her, when he didn't have to. The second was almost as overwhelming. It was intriguing. "What they are feeling? So if it was just normal friendship-love…"

"It would taste way different than love for special somepony, or for a parent." Gel supplied the answer Twilight was still trying to figure out the question to. "Then there is direction. If the love is for somepony you are disguised as, it is better than if it is for somepony else. But the best love…"

Gel had stopped and Twilight saw the look of pain on his face again. Her hoof reached across the table and bumped his. "A friend?"

The changeling's head shot up. He wanted to tell her it was none of her business and storm out of the room but the care in the alicorn's eyes made that impossible. "She loved me, just me."

Twilight pressed her hoof tight against Gel's. "You loved her too."

It wasn't a question and Gel already knew the answer. Not that he had ever admitted it even to himself. "Yes." A weight eased as he said it, the memory of her turning sweeter.

"What happened?" Twilight normally wasn't the best at picking up emotional cues, but this one was telegraphed quite clearly.

"She taught me that there was more to life than the hive, she accepted me, loved me, not despite what I was but because of it." Gel wasn't sure how he was crying, but his cheeks were wet with clear fluid. "Chrysalis found out, she discovered I lo-loved her."

Twilight's own heart was breaking at the story, she reached her other hoof over to meet his, making sure he knew he wasn't alone.

"She looked into my eyes first, she told me to expose her head." Gel could feel Pattern, her surprise as he withdrew from her features. "She told Pattern to forget me, forget everything. Then she… she…" Gel lowered his head down to his hooves and spilled tears freely. "She made me drink Pattern away to nothing, she made me… made me end her."

She held his hooves tightly, Twilight was crying too now, realizing just what monster it was that had almost stolen her brother from Cadance.

"She made me think I wanted it, that I liked it. She made me do it again and again, I never liked it, but I felt numb about it." Gel looked at the tears on the table, then up at Twilight. "She couldn't make me like doing it." The flash of purple magic surprised Gel and he looked around a moment to try and find where Twilight had gone. He thought she must be so shocked that she had left. Then he felt hooves pull around him, hugging him close to the reappeared mare by his side.

"She can't do that here, not now." Twilight's words made him cry all over again, but it was for a different reason, a better one.

"Thank you." Gel wasn't even sure why, or what inspired him, but he leaned down and kissed Twilight on the mouth.

She was being kissed. Kissed by a stallion. Was she kissing back? Should she kiss back? Twilight's brain was in shock but her body had some clue as to what to do. Pressing against the kiss, the mare was startled when she felt Gel press more too, but when he pressed he flowed. Twilight opened her mouth to voice her concerns with him doing this again but it died as a thick amount of him pushed into her mouth, causing her cheeks to puff out a little.

He didn't encase her completely, he left her ears free, her wings and, to her delight, her horn. But Gel did have to make concessions elsewhere. He pushed up into her, forcing a good amount of himself deep down her passages.

"Gel, why did you do this?" Twilight lifted a hoof and examined it. It looked the right color, but she could feel the tight stallion's grip all around her. She completely managed to not feel how big he was inside her, how good it felt when he shifted. Nope, managed not to think about that at all!

"It felt right. Besides, it makes feeding easier, and tastier. Tell me and I will hop off." Gel rubbed through the mare's mane, shifting himself just the slightest bit inside her.

Twilight got up, walking around the table. She kept looked down at herself, noting how she looked… just like she normally would. "I guess it isn't really hurting." Twilight took her seat and felt as the pressure came down on her rump, the shapes of him inside her shift a lot. "And it feels nice…"

The mare flushed so much she thought she would turn completely red. Why did she say that, why did she feel it? Did she feel it?

"I am glad it feels nice, may I drink from you?" Gel was making his voice come from his body around her snout, it didn't sound as 'real' as when he made it from a throat, but it worked.

The blush wouldn't stop, Twilight fought down the urge to give a happy sigh and tell him to do what he wanted. "You… you may, Gel."

His touch in her mind was gentle, it certainly didn't hurt. "You taste nice." His words made her smile, it never hurt to be complimented, even if the reason was a little odd.

"Thanks…" Twilight had no idea what else to say but her scientific mind came up with something. "You said the taste can change depending on feelings?"

"Yes." Gel replied and shifted a touch more, liking the little jolts to the flavor of her when he did. He didn't want to push her, but it just felt so good to have a mare he cared about inside him again. "Would you like me to change your feelings and flavor?"

Twilight felt a tickle in her mind, was he really drinking her love? "I… will it hurt?" She could have kicked herself for the question, she doubted Gel would hurt her, even to feed. "Okay, do it then." A quill floated over along with a scroll, she tried to work the spell that would let it start to write down what she was thinking, but just then he shifted again and stole her focus.

Gel would smile if he had control of her mouth. The taste flowed quickly from nice, to very sweet indeed. He held still in her, not moving another inch until she started to show signs of recovering. "Did it hurt?"

Twilight was a little cross-eyed still. "N-n-no, and you… you know it." She panted a little but her snout had a smile on it.

"If you ask nicely, I will do it again." His voice sounded very smug, but there was something in the request that made it almost impossible for the mare to refuse.

"Hold a moment." Working her spell again, Twilight got it cast this time and the quill began to weave on the page. "Okay, Gel, please, again." Twilight had given up on blushing, but her whole body felt flush.

Gel didn't shift a little, like he had been, this time he sent a spiraling pattern up the length of himself inside her, finishing it with a tremble of the mass in her rear, and a slight inflation of the one in her womb. The changeling braced their hooves, keeping Twilight from falling sideways. The quill wove back and forth and Gel leaned them both forward to read it.

… so big inside, and it moves in such a way I can't think of a word to describe how much I wish it wouldn't stop...

Twilight too looked down at the scroll, watching her own thoughts reflected in the spell's writing. Then Gel did something and she moaned, watching each scratch of the quill.

… can't stop him from making me feel everything and I can't breathe properly and I want him to… to...

Gel felt the mare tremble as the quill scratched and wrote gibberish. He drank. He drank well. He kept the mare within him on her edge as long as he could, she finally opened her mouth and moaned, her voice rising in a tone that sounded almost as good as she tasted.

But slowly, delicately, he slowed down and let her body relax.

Oh Celestia, oh Celestia, Oh Celestia, Oh Celestia...

Twilight watched the quill work, a silly smile on her snout. "Oh Celestia…" She couldn't stop it, the words fell from her lips. "Kiss me, Gel." She managed to blush again, her mind not caring right then just what she felt the urge to say.

The changeling obliged, in his own way. Flowing up and over Twilight's snout, Gel pressed inwards, clearing a neat path for her to breathe before pressing against her lips in the copy of a kiss. He probed within her mouth, tickling places, probing others.

"Twilight, darling, what are you doing?"

The world crashed for Twilight, all the flush she was feeling rushed to her cheeks. "Ra-Rarity!"

"I came home early, I simply couldn't live with the idea of you being stuck looking after that brute alone." Rarity stepped into the room and sat down beside Twilight. It was then the alicorn caught a glimpse of herself in a side mirror; Gel was so perfectly mimicking her features and color that Rarity hadn't even noticed he was on her and he hid her blush. The blush increased as Twilight thought of just how nice the stallion was being.

Twilight opened her mouth to talk and Gel quickly made changes so she could. "You didn't have to do that Rarity, he has been a perfect gentlestallion." The slightest of shifts in private places was all the reminder that Gel was going to give her that he was not completely chaste in his actions with her. "We did have a small scuffle, apparently Chrysalis sent some changelings to make sure he did his job, they didn't stand a chance against us."

Twilight managed to control her voice through Gel's little trick despite herself.

"Changelings, in Ponyville? Oh dear…" Rarity threatened to faint but, since there was no soft couch nearby, reconsidered. "Where is he, I simply must thank him for helping take care of you. Clearly, I was mistaken in my opinion… can you believe I thought he would try and ravish you at the first opportunity?"

Twilight managed a fake laugh that sounded fake to both Gel and Rarity. "Oh, he is, um, in the bathroom, freshening up for breakfast." Twilight didn't like lying to her friend, but the truth was a little more than she was comfortable with right now. "I could go fetch him?"

Rarity shook her head. "Oh I am happy to wait, I am sure he will be down soon."

Gel almost laughed at this, unfamiliar with the habit of not lying to others, but he could sense, by taste, that Twilight was a little upset by something. Twilight's hoof raised in his grip, pointing to the kitchen.

"Oh, I must go check on the… cake!" Twilight grinned with false sincerity. "I don't want it to burn, I was thinking of throwing Gel a welcome party."

Twilight shot to her hooves and tried to walk as calmly as she could to the kitchen. As the door closed behind her she gave a sigh. "Okay, Gel, off now, and sneak up to my room if you can."

Gel obliged the alicorn. But as he withdrew he miscalculated how sensitive Twilight would be, so soon after her orgasm. She panted and began to moan as he drew free, quickly silenced by a thick mass that her plugged her mouth with. "Shh, I like you too much to ruin such an elaborate ruse." He continued and finally slipped free, forming up and taking on a slightly smaller duplication of Twilight herself. "In case anypony sees me as I climb…"

Twilight giggled and leaned in, kissing herself on the nose. "Thank you, and we will continue later."
Her blush was back, Gel noticed, and was quite happy to see it.

Out in the dining room, Rarity was watching the door. "That mare is growing up, I swear, the scent in here as she left was… and her hips swaying… how does one broach such a topic with a friend?" The white unicorn steeled herself. "I must, though, her image as a princess is on the line!"

Author's Note

Just how far can I go without any ACTUAL sex? You will need to keep reading to find out.

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