Changeling Therapy

Chapter Three - Integration

“Dear Princess Celestia…” Began Twilight’s weekly missive where she reported on Iridis’s integration. “It’s been a month now and Iridis is actually settling in very well considering. I think the first few weeks, as I mentioned, were the hardest. In general I think the citizens of PonyVille have been very welcoming, with some even making an outstanding effort. The CMC have been particularly helpful and have been getting Iridis to try ‘certain’ activities to try to get him his cutie mark. I don’t know if Changelings can have one or not, but it hasn’t stopped them trying. Some of the attempts have been problematic but it’s all under control.

Lately Iridis’s moods have been fluctuating somewhat. Fluttershy says that now he’s starting to make friends and learn about different types of love he’s having a little trouble with some of the new feelings he’s having. For example, he laughed at a joke for the first time and thought something was wrong with him: apparently the only kind of laughter he’d experienced before was either through impersonation or in a villainous way. Turns out he’s got quite a dry sense of humour and he can be quite funny at times.

I think the next few months will probably be very critical for him but I am confident in Fluttershy’s abilities. She doesn’t seem to have any ill effects from helping to feed him, far from it she seems to be glowing - she’s such a wonderful nurturing friend, seems like Iridis is really bringing out the best in her.

I got the opinion of Dr Horse who been helping Fluttershy deal with Iridis’s medical needs. He says the lack of emotional development is quite similar to some of the cases where he’s seen young ponies grow up without love, or having experienced abuse. He’s optimistic though and is impressed with the progress made so far.

I will keep you posted on any further developments,

Princess Twilight Sparkle”

The purple alicorn passed the letter to Spike who dispatched it post haste with a characteristic plume of dragon fire.

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Later on that day Fluttershy was returning home after having run a few errands, trotting back with an airy bounce in her step, head held high. She had been glowing like a filly with a high school crush ever since she had started taking care of Iridis. She had wondered if her own feelings were perhaps getting out of hand and wasn’t even completely sure exactly what their nature was. However she had made a conscious decision to avoid answering those questions right now, perhaps selfishly as she was enjoying the experience of discovering her own feelings about love all over again - much in the way that Iridis was but in a sense for the first time.

Fluttershy had dropped Iridis off at Ponyville’s Spa earlier in the day for the third time. It had been Rarity’s idea and the plan was quite a sound one. Iridis was still a little uncomfortable being touched by anyone but Fluttershy and physical contact was clearly something that he was going to have to get used to, so the idea was to introduce him to it through something relaxing and sensuous delivered professionally by one of the staff.

There had been an interesting discussion between Rarity, Fluttershy and Lotus Blossom about what kind of treatment was appropriate. At some point Rainbow dash had suggested the steam room, joking about how Iridis would cook like a lobster. Fluttershy had scolded her gently about this insensitivity but in fairness she had giggled about it in private later on.

Iridis’s body was covered in a kind of exoskeleton of a pliable yet protective chitin like material, however unlike an insect he did have an internal skeleton and joints much like the other ponies, although the composition of the ‘bones’ was of a similar material to his coat. Given that it wasn’t really that easy to massage and work on the muscles, Lotus Blossom had the idea of applying a joint manipulation therapy, using rotation and pressure to see if she could ease any tension. Iridis had been a little reluctant at first in a display not too dissimilar from Rainbow Dash’s first ill fated Hooficure. However after a little while he began to relax and enjoy the experience.

When Fluttershy arrived back home she expected the house to be empty and with the animals all out for the day so she was quite surprised to find Iridis sitting there on the sofa looking confused and pensive.

“Iridis are you ok?” She asked softly, closing the door and gently trotting over to him. “Did something happen at the spa?”

He didn’t answer for a little bit and she was sure he was averting his gaze in some sense, even though he had no discernable pupils. She approached him quietly and softly from the side and placed a hoof gently on his shoulder, feeling him spasm slightly and pull away just a little.

“Talk to me Iridis, what happened…”

He turned his head, finally to look her in the eye, there was something in his expression halfway between anger and guilt.

“I don’t think the Spa is for me anymore.” He eventually announced, cryptically and with an edge of bitterness she had not heard for some time.

Fluttershy decided to probe a little further and moved to sit next to him on the sofa, softly settling into the fat velvety cushions. The room was very quiet and sunlight cut thick lines across the floating moats - a delicate scent of flowers wafted around the still air.

“Please Iridis, you know you can tell me anything.”
The Changeling let out a long sigh, full of confusion “I felt something that scared me today, at the spa.”

“Go on.” She encouraged. “It’s only we two here. Open up to me like you did before Iridis, I’ll listen.”

“I feel like you might, be ashamed of me.. Somehow.” He replied, a little sheepishly rubbing the tips of his porous hooves together in little nervous circles.

“I would never be ashamed of you, please, I think you need to get this off your chest, whatever it is.” She encouraged once more and her voice was soft, gentle and reassuring.

Iridis took a very deep and long breath, his chest rising then falling. Fluttershy couldn’t help noticing how handsome he looked now the Spa ponies had helped him file and smooth over his coat. It was almost now as though he wore a smart formal uniform, looking neat, groomed and trim. The porous holes in his hooves had been cleaned and polished. Even the inhibiting collar seems to suit his appearance.

“Today at the spa I was having… my usual session… with Lotus. It was ok I guess but then… ummm…” Fluttershy thought she saw him blush somehow. “I umm, when she turned away to get a little more hot water, I couldn’t help looking at… I was looking at….”

“Her backside?” Fluttershy interjected, sensitively, trying to spare him as much embarrassment as possible.

“Yes.” Iridis finally admitted. “I’m sorry.”

“Why would you be sorry?” Fluttershy asked him, moving a little closer on the sofa, letting a few soft hair strands decorate Iridis’s shoulder, standing out from from his deep matte black.

“Because when I was staring at her I felt something like the hunger that makes me need to feed. I felt for a moment it was like I wanted something more than anything. I don’t want to be like that again. I’ve taken too much…” He sighed, looking despondent and melancholy. “I’ve taken too much from other ponies.”

Fluttershy looked down sympathetically at Iridis. He’d almost seemingly made progress too quickly and she could see he was being catapulted into feelings he was ill equipped to handle. She pondered for a moment how to handle this situation wondering if perhaps giving him some time to cool off away from physical contact was the best option. But there was another voice inside her that was speaking too.

Something inside told her that if he didn’t face the ambiguity of his own emotions soon and learn a way through it might be something he could never face. He was at his own crossroads at a twilight of desire and confusion. She knew as well, more than ever that she finally had to admit she was attracted to him, very very attracted to him. The quiet nights where she held him, smiling inwardly as he pleasantly fed on her love were something she had started to look forward to intensely. It wasn’t now like the first few weeks where he could accidentally draw too fast and hurt her - his conduct was controlled, disciplined and gentlemanly.

She made a decision.

“Iridis.” She said, in a slightly commanding tone.

“Yes Fluttershy.” He replied, taken aback the slight change in the tone of voice.

“It’s OK to feel need and hunger Iridis.” She started, sliding off the sofa and standing to face him. “There’s nothing wrong with being attracted to other ponies, even feeling lust. That’s part of how we all are. You can’t think that by just trying to switch off a part of yourself that you’ll somehow come to happiness, you won’t. Real emotions, real love is messy, difficult, wonderful, frightening, selfish as well as selfless.”

“I don’t understand…” Iridis said, but something in her tone had struck a deep hidden chord on buried feelings he didn’t know he had.

“Don’t try to. Now Iridis, whatever I do next, whatever happens you have to make me a promise?”

“OK…” Iridis replied, his heart starting to beat a little faster.

“Whatever I do, I don’t want you to apologise, I don’t want you to feel guilty and whatever you feel I don’t want you to stop, I want you to see it through to the end. Do I have your word?” She asked.

After a little pause Iridis nodded slowly. “OK Fluttershy I promise.”

She took a deep breath and steadied herself as though when she finally exhaled things could never be the same, and they wouldn’t be. Fluttershy sighed softly and let her cheeks erupt into a beautiful rose tint as she daintily trotted in a smooth tight circle, finally presenting the soft horizon of her plot to Iridis. Her tail lazily flicked for a moment as she looked back affectionately towards him.

“No” Iridis exclaimed. “No Fluttershy I…..”

“You promised.” She stated, gently moving her backside like a pendulum knowing full well the effect it would have on her transfixed companion as his hooves shot involuntarily to his groin. He was clearly attempting to cover up what she knew was the burgeoning indications of his arousal.

“Don’t be afraid Iridis.” She reassured, her breathing heavy and soft now. “You can move your hooves, just let it happen, just let it go.” She backed up slightly until the waterfall of her soft delicate tail was flicking between his legs, sending jolts of longing up Iridis’s body. With a bit of reluctance he sank back into the sofa and spread out his fore-legs, feeling a tickling glow and hot wellspring of arousal pool and grow near his sheath.

He took a deep breath and found himself enveloped in Fluttershy’s scent, a delicate comforting scent like the one he enjoyed when she held him close during their feeding sessions. This time though it was different, he was barely a foot away from his friend’s plot and there were overtones of female arousal that he hadn’t ever smelled before. It was like aromatic coffee, or the feeling of intense olfactory delight that overpowers the nose when one first enters a spice shop.

He took a few deep breaths as his member throbbed deep within him and after one or two bouts of swelling a hot and slightly wet section of his aroused flesh popped out of his sheath. It drooped only momentarily, then with a delighted gasp the next wave of blood rushed in like a tide. It continued in delightful little spasms until his length was hard and proud, standing stiff and twitching. The feelings felt like they would overwhelm him, but he remembered his promise and resisted the urge to flee or to panic.

“How do you feel?” Fluttershy asked gently, backing up a little to make contact with him, preventing him from closing his legs. Iridis shivered as her thick butt pushed into the insides of his thighs. His answer surprised her though.

“I want to know how you feel…” Iridis asked, flushed and breathless, his gaze moving between Fluttershy’s soft bedroom eyes and the the apex of her tail. “You can see me staring at you… wanting you, is that ok?”

“It’s more than ok.” She cooed seductively. “It’s wonderful. See, you’re not the only one who feels hunger Iridis. I want this too. Now do you want to see more?

“Yes, yes I do.” He said.

Fluttershy smiled back kindly at him, reassuring him that this was what she wanted. Then she slowly lifting her tail, letting the curve of pink her arc up as she tugged and pulled the plume to the side, revealing everything in clear detail.

“Ffffff.” Iridis purred breathlessly, incoherently, as Fluttershy’s swollen plump swell came into view. Finally tail raised high, stiffly and invitingly she made sure that he could see everything, including the sunken pink of her soft tailhole which was winking every so slightly now that it kissed the still warm air.

The feelings that had made Iridis flee the spa earlier were now so intense and strong that he could barely focus. Some of the fear was still there, little doubts at the edges of his awareness as though voices from past were trying to discourage him.

“You’ll only hurt her.”

“It’s wrong to want her.”

“It was simpler when they were just your food.”

There was a self-indulgent temptation to listen to them, to take flight and leave it all behind but realised that Fluttershy was right. If he didn’t face this now then he would only have to come back to face it later.

“I think….” He began. “I love you.”

“And I love you too.” Fluttershy replied, sinking into her own feverish haze, so happy to have finally been able to say those words. “Do you want to be inside?” She asked, with a low, needy and seductive voice that will still laced with the soft gentle affection that was considered her defining trait.

“Yes. I do…” Iridis answered, the collar around his neck suddenly erupting into a brilliant display of cyanic runes. He was glad of it, for he felt that for what was to happen next it would be too much for him without it. “I’ve never, done this before… I don’t know what to do…”

“Shhhhh.” She replied, raising a hoof to her mouth as she softly shushed him. “It’s ok, I’ll help you.” She reached back with her front hoof and used it to tug aside one of her plump cheeks, stretching the folds of her sex to give him an intimate view. For the first time Iridis caught a glimpse of her wetness, proof of her imminent need, seeing it paint little specular strokes across the valleys and peaks of her flushed petals. “See there, that’s where you need to aim for.” She blushed. The exposure hit Iridis’s nostrils with a wave of scent more intense than anything he’d experienced before.

Fluttershy slowly and slightly awkwardly climbed backwards onto the couch, lifting one rear hoof, then the other as she settled some of the weight of her backside onto Iridis’s lap. During her slightly clumsy maneuvers she unwittingly rubbed his length across the expanse of her two cheeks, the bobbing member dipping deliciously in and out of contact, settling for a tantalising moment with the head nestled under the base of her tail before moving to one side again. Once she had scuffled her way into just the right spot she turned back to look at him once more.

“Ready?” She asked, barely able to speak.

“Yes.” He answered, from what she imagined was a very distant place, hearing him whisper as though in awe, awash with feelings she knew he didn’t fully understand yet.

“Ok.” Fluttershy whispered, beginning to back up a little and raise herself up incrementally. She could tell Iridis had the right idea as the tip of his stiff penis drew awkward lines around the velvety mark, not able to quite find the right angle. “A little lower, hold it there…” She whispered, slipping his swollen head briefly downwards into her puffy folds, before pressing back and guiding the tip into the welcoming kiss of her opening. There was a brief moment of tightness that elicited a sharp intake of breath through Iridis’s clenched teeth, but as she pressed harder and he began to worry the head would never make progress, he felt the barrier give way.

“Ok, ok… ohhhhhhhhhhh..” He moaned quietly as he felt the smooth easy passage unfold before his eyes. It was true he’d touched himself before and had experienced one or two orgasms of his own. But this was different, as he spread his front hooves out in near disbelief it began to dawn that a part of him was inside another being. Not just that but a being he had come to realise he cared about so very very much.

Finally the two foot or so of his entry was complete, the delightful pressure of tender Fluttershy’s quivering plot now resting gently on his thighs. She sighed as she finally sank onto him, fully impaled, blushing and proud, knowing he was experiencing this for the first time. He rested his hooves instinctively on the roundness of her plot, kneading there somewhat, as though the motion encouraged his own reflection.

“This is…… so good.” He eventually managed. “I feel… so close to you… I don’t feel ashamed. Oh Fluttershy…” He exhaled in a long satisfied sigh, both overwhelmed and yet feeling more comfortable with himself than he had ever before.

“Help me move.” She said to him, simply and distantly, and began to rock her hips back and forth slowly, using the lever of her rear legs to sooth herself into a steady and constant rhythm. Sensing her intentions Iridis began to assist in their mutual rocking, pushing the wall of her plot to help her rise before moaning quietly on the sumptuous complementary motion as she fell back down. The fat of her backside enveloped and kissed his lap on each smack and it felt delicious.

“Oh…” She sighed, starting to slowly propel her tongue forth involuntarily from the wet redness of her lips, it hung out instinctively as she lost herself to the moment, as though she were baying for more.

“Fluttershy…” Iridis whispered. “I… I think I’m feeding on this.. On what we’re doing… But it doesn’t feel like I’m just taking... “

“Yes.. yes it feels like you’re giving as much as you’re taking, somehow… OOOoOoh!” She moaned, realising why she was panting so profusely. Iridis was indeed feeding, and she could detect the familiar sighing sucking sensation she had felt before, but this time it was as though he gave back more than he took, filling them both to the brim with an overwhelming symbiosis of pleasure and love. Their sex had been wonderful enough already as it was, but this was too much. She raised her head and lost all semblance of cognition, small beads of saliva raining from her quivering mouth as her body quaked under the typhoon of ecstacy- wings shooting out to the sides and beginning to flap in stupid incoherent beats.

It was no different for Iridis, perhaps even more intense given the novelty of the situation for him. The two of them could no longer talk and started to grind, rock and buck with pure unrestrained feral animal lust. So much was their over excitement that they lost their rhythm, but it returned soon enough as their manic scuffling drove Iridis’s long hot penis repeatedly into the depths of Fluttershy.

The restraining collar was glowing so brightly that it filled the entire cottage with a deep brilliant blue haze, its magical constructs struggling to restrain the intensity of the hot love that the two were now sharing.

Before too long, the burning in Iridis had grown to a peak that could no longer be contained and he leaned over to rest himself somewhat on Fluttershy’s back, between the twitching of her wings. The sensation of his own eruption was so intense, so continuous and so overwhelming that he had trouble discerning the exact moment of release.

The two lovers relished their mutual closeness, wetting and heating where they touched with the union of their mutual cream, rutting out the final intense spasms of their near simultaneous climax until they were spent, and Iridis felt the artifacts of their love splash his thighs like hot milk as he pulled out and sank back.

He cried out once.

Leaned back.

Exhaled.

And when it was finally done he would never be the same again.