A Rendered Identity

Smoke

The pink bow on the pegasus’ head rustled in the rushing wind as she gracefully plummeted through towards the sea, unconscious. She had a history of this; random blackouts were common for her. It wasn’t normal, however, for her to be flying so high with nopony around to catch her, especially not over water.

Circumstances of late were different, the recklessness was partly due to her past folly with Cloudchaser. Living life dangerously... She had scorned her love and now she paid the price mentally- soon physically.

Flitter... Funny how names work out that way...

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Celestia, did she miss Flitter... this wasn’t the first time the thought had crept into her mind. The breakup was nasty and the cause was more troubling than Cloudchaser cared to recall. Painful memories were conjured each time the girl with the dragonfly cutie mark was brought to attention.

Flitter had every right to be mad, but in any event, so did Cloudchaser. There was no reason to overreact like that...

For Flitter there was no way to see around it, “The trust is gone, I’m done,” the killing words.

They had been together as long as she could remember, even as fillies they knew they were going to be together forever. They knew it, but still they tore themselves apart. It had been months since the two had spoken, it hurt to think that.

Maybe she should go for a stroll... Slashing at the air with her primly groomed wings, Cloudchaser took off with a leap toward the eastern sea.

Soaring over the clear blue waves, she scanned the skies. With nothing around other than the clouds, she glided lower to watch the foaming, salty water. Cloudchaser thought it best to take some time outside to clear her thoughts. Refreshing salt spray buffeted her cheeks.

Quite literally out of the blue, a large falling object ruptured the surface of the rolling sea with a rippling splash, a pillar of water shot up, followed by an after-splash. “Neat,” she muttered before slowly banking towards where it dropped.

As she neared the site of impact, the frost-maned pegasus gazed below. “Huh... A pony...? FLITTER!” She dove full speed into the drink, locking onto her position, and shutting her eyes tight, right before breaching the surface.

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“-ly she hasn’t made a full recovery.” Flitter found herself in a strange bed, slowly she blinked her eyes open. “Her memory may come back, but we can’t be sure.” Her ears were ringing, and her eyes were still trying to adjust to the light.

“But... She’s healthy? She’s good?” She heard a familiar female voice question the MD, worried.

“Yes, while she inhaled quite a bit of water, she only lost oxygen supply to her brain for a short time,”

“What had happened to me?” She wondered aloud, but still under her breath.

“You, my dear Cloudchaser, most certainly saved this pony’s life.”

She had? How romantic! She passed it off as another one of her blackout episodes.

“My gosh, she’s awake! You’re awake!” She threw her arms around her, only half considering the grudge she bore. More important was the fact that she was alive.

“Yep, I’m awake,” She smiled back. “How long was I out this time?”

It struck Cloudchaser as odd that her ex would be in such a good mood with her in the room. Even if she had just saved her life, it wasn’t easy for her to let her guard down like this.

“A couple hours... I even managed to grab your bow.” She felt about on the top of her head, startled by the missing accessory. “I got it.”

“Somepony said I almost drowned? From passing out outside of Sugarcube Corner?” She wasn’t sure if it had rained, or how it may have happened really.

“We haven’t been to...” She paused abruptly in the middle of her sentence, pondering the statement. Was her memory that off? Maybe the doctor pony was right, this might be bad!

But then... Outside Sugarcube... Wait... That meant... The breakup! The whole terrible breakup! Everything forgotten! Relief came to her, but as it did, the pent up anger and past grief she felt did not leave. Was it wrong to still be mad? No one but her really knew about the whole thing, maybe she could just keep it to herself.

Tabula rasa; a blank slate... Such a wonderful concept, but the circumstances seemed so very off.

“Doesn’t matter I guess,” speculated Flitter.

“Right, long as you’re okay,” Cloudchaser smiled back, concealing her concerns. “By the way, they said you could come home if you felt better.” She slyly added. Still not one hundred percent on the idea of taking this pony to her house.

The two had moved into a home in Ponyville together, the change from Cloudsdale proved easy. Friendly atmosphere, easy jobs in weather control, and fair townsponies were some of the initial draws of the small town; those and the fact that they could get away.

Neither of the pair had any luck with acceptance among peers as far as their sexuality. They weren’t bad ponies, they just couldn’t seem to see the other side of things. In reality the new venue was inevitable, all the better that they could stay together.

Perhaps more intriguing was the fact that they were often mistaken for sisters, even twins. At first it threw them off, then they looked at eachother and saw the similarities in appearance. Sometimes it even made them feel a bit narcissistic, as if they found their own beauty in each other.

“I’m feelin’ fine,” the currently hospitalized pony responded, shrugging.

The hospital cot creaked as the pony lying in it attempted to shift her weight. Lightheaded, she fell back trying to regain focus, clutching her skull.

“Sit back and rest a bit, sweetness.”

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The world was a different place without her love, but now she was back. She preened her feathers as she waited for the little amnesiac to wander down the stairs of their two story home. Contemplating what she had done... The way she saw it she had three options: Never tell Flitter and move on with the old relationship, come clean and try to start again, or leave now and get the ultimate payback on her ex.

Revenge wasn’t really as sweet when the pony didn’t know what she was being punished for though, so it really left her with only two choices. For now she would stay the “cover up” route and see how that went.

“Hey Cloud-girl,” there she was. “You saved me, huh? Brought me to the hospital?” Somehow she knew exactly where this was going, but she hadn’t heard her tell the story a while. It was almost refreshing.

“You’re my angel, you know,” Cloudchaser pre-emptively stated, prompting her.

“I always thought that pegasi were just earth pony angels,” She moved closer, continuing as if there had been no interruption. “We’re not like earth ponies, not like unicorns. We do things they couldn’t dream of, control the weather, walk on clouds, even fly.”

“And look how sexy we are,” the pony with the spiked mane added lightly.

“When they die they go to a better place, right? They go to Cloudsdale, they meet ponies like you and live perfect lives as free as the wind.”

She used to get sick of hearing this every time the blackouts happened. Now her quirk seemed that much more endearing.

“I’m just glad we don’t live in Cloudsdale anymore,” She stated solemnly, “I’m just glad I’m with you... again...”

Before the deceitful mare could even think about covering her slip, she found lips, which she missed dreadfully, on her own. Kissing back, she couldn’t help but smile big and giggle a bit, “What’s so funny?” Flitter questioned, brushing her hair from her face with a hoof.

“Nothing, it isn’t funny it’s just...” She missed this a lot, what she knew they were about to do... It had been so long since another mare gave her any attention. “Everything seems perfect at this exact moment, I don’t want anything to change,”

“I’ll show you change,” She chided nonsensically, tossing her head back, flicking her mane to the side and re-engaging her partner’s mouth. Tongues met for a few dozen seconds, playfully wrestling and eliciting a few giggles before they both realized where this was headed.

Cloudchaser nipped at the pony she followed up the stairs to the bedroom. A bleak memory broke into her consciousness for a moment as she realized how long it had been since she had been in here with another girl. The sadness was replaced quickly with anger as she remembered the amount of pain she’d felt at her hooves.

Her emotions were scattered. Laughing to herself, she finally reached the point where, mentally, she was capable of dealing with the beautiful mare leading her that was fully ready to receive her affection. The past was the past, at least for now.

The pair cutely snickered as they fell onto the bed, play fighting. Taking control, the pony with the bow held down the other, then gave her a peck on the cheek. Somehow this seemed far more erotic than it should have, she felt radiating heat from below the waist. The sheets rustled beneath as they got into position.

Like an avalanche, Flitter cooly went where she pleased, and completely buried her companion. Her fur was snow and the pony beneath her was the mountainside. Pressing their mouths together they panted heavily and breathed into each other.

Cloudchaser found herself lost in the moment, shutting her eyes she enjoyed the taste of the warm air as it settled. Surrendering herself to the fantastically arousing form above her, she relaxed every muscle in her body.

Taking full advantage of this glorious event, Flitter enveloped Cloudchaser within her comforting wingspan, and caressing her shapely beauty softly.

It tickled some, but this was beyond expectation. Acceptingly, she enthralled herself in the experience.

Carefully refining her positioning, the dominant pony bade farewell to the upper orifice and began her descent with mind-bending skill. The seconds felt like hours as she made her way down, tantalizing motions taunting the impatient mare.

Cloudchaser could feel their fur dragging smoothly; the wait was killing her. Her heartbeat quickened.

Upon reaching the final frontier, the pegasus’ wings shivered with anticipation. In response, she felt a hoof placed on her head, playing with her mane; her biggest turn-on. Intensity immediately grew with the first touch of the tongue. Cloudchaser gasped and put her other hoof to her mouth, savoring the nonexistent flavor and trying to control her volume. Several more passes over the entirety of her pussy made her strain.

“Ah!” It wasn’t working. The jagged maned pony ran her hoof through her lover’s styled hair, delighting in the free flowing silkiness. “Heehee, perfect,” the laughter was simply an expression of joy as she felt coursing pleasure throughout her body. Flawless technique brought her close to her peak almost within seconds, then back down again, only to repeat several times.

Flitter’s feathers defined themselves individually as they flourished on her partner. Adding in hooves, she massaged her clit, and grabbed her flank applying pressure and to stimulate her even further. She really had a knack for this, almost as if she could feel when the other pony was about to go over.

Cloudchaser lingered breathtakingly close to the edge for minutes, feeling the tongue dance around inside her. The mounting pleasure was almost too great, quivering and heaving ragged breaths as she threw her head back, fighting for air and rejoicing at the precise movements. The feathery appendage fanned out and cozied up against her flank was a touch only Flitter could think of; nopony else could have such delicate control and presence of mind to utilize them to their full potential.

A hoof reached up to meet the near-orgasmic pony’s face, wet with her own fluids. The familiar scent wafted into her nostrils, causing them to flare. She tasted herself and moaned, she was so damn close right now. Knowing her like she did, she figured she would probably have to beg. “Please, goddesses, make me cum,” she pleaded softly. After about a minute and a half going unanswered, savoring the glory that was this seemingly everlasting moment she tried again. “Fucking make me cum right now, I need it!” She used her own hoof to catalyze the process.

Asked and answered.

By the noise the filly made, she might have been mistaken for a mouse, the auditory response was symphonic, pure delight in vocal form. She had been played like a finely tuned instrument, almost literally. Wings twitching slightly, she swallowed hard and tried to catch her breath, no further speech left her mouth, her eyes widened in joy and grinning ear to ear. A kiss met her lips, which she gladly accepted and pushed back into.

Cloudchaser soon found herself spooned by the pony she loved, their bodies fitting into each other neatly. Nuzzling her, she whispered beautiful nothings to her as they drifted off to sleep.

This was the right decision, clearly.

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Cloudchaser awoke, the void next to her worried her for a moment. She opened her eyes and turned over in a slight panic, only to have her fears quelled and replaced by the saddened, hurting expression on the mare watching her sleep’s face.

“I remember,” She said simply, a tear beginning to form in her right eye.

“Remember what?” Trying to appease Flitter with her feeble attempt at playing dumb.

“Don’t be stupid...” Cloudchaser rose from the bed and trotted groggily over to try to mollify the emotional female. “Please don’t move any closer...” Visibly shaking.

“I...” Unsure what to say, she stumbled over her own tongue. Placating her was going to be quite difficult to say the least, she would need time she didn’t have.

Working up the nerve to speak, “I’m not the same pony... And you knew it... That’s what hurts the most. You didn’t try it again, you didn’t try to get me back. I feel like I wasn’t worth that to you, you just wanted to have things the way they were. I mean...” She sniffed, now completely blubbering. “I almost can’t blame you, we had something great. I can’t deny that I might have even done the same thing, but you have to acknowledge that you’d be hurt too...”

“I fucked up...” Her eyes were wide, jaw agape. She spoke more to herself than anypony, aghast at her own actions. Twice now... How was she going to resolve this? No quick fix this time around...

Clearly the wrong decision.

Sorry for the delay,
I'm just busy, what can I say?
Jura~