Life Level

"So tell me Hurricane, are you enjoying this?" Daring asks as Trial was on top of her and kept his arms wrapped around her.

Hurricane moans as she slowly turns her head to look at her. "Fu…fuck…you," she moans out, wrapping her arms around Trial.

"Oh?" Leandra asks before smacking her flank.

Hurricane suppress a yelp, barely trying to contain her moaning as Trial chuckles in her ear. "This…this is private now!" Hurricane manages to yell.

"You see why I stay with him now?" Daring asks.

Hurricane groans as she looks to Trial and sees him grinning at her as he gives some hard thrust that makes her jumps. "Ye…ye…yes!" she yells as Trial pushes deep into her and stops as she slowly slumps onto the bed.

"So how about it? Will you work for us now?" Trial asks running his hand through her mane.

Hurricane whimpers softly. "Ye…yes…"

"Alright," Trial says before she felt a new heat in herself.

Hurricane slowly opens her mouth as she realizes what he is doing and grips whatever she is hanging onto hard and actually scratches Trial.

"You are one of us now," Trial says before kissing her.

Leandra grins as she flexes her hands and makes a grabby motion. "Can I get into this?"

Daring smiles. "Have to get though me," Leandra pounces on her and starts to undress her as clothes fly everywhere. "Hey! That's my good bra! Aw come on! You can squeeze harder than that!" Daring challenges and then moans as Sentire walks by the doorway and stops as she looks to the scene and Leandra raises her head.

"Hey Sentire. Want to join?" Leandra asks keeping a grip on Daring.

Sentire looks to Trial still on top of Hurricane and kissing her. "I still haven't forgiven him," she says before walking on and the dog stops at the doorway as he follows behind.

"Oh. An orgy. Can I join? I'm a good humper," he asks grinning.

"Females only can join and what did she mean?" Daring asks as the dog shrugs and walks on.

Leandra sighs. "Sentire is talking about the time Trial bad mouth her saviours. The gods themselves as she claimed it."

"Ah. So can you turn into your lioness form?" Daring asks smirking.

"A living legend. And she is hands the hands of those that we fear and hope to complacent. Hope the nobles don't argue," Solaris says.

Artemis shrugs. "If they complain, I can't chop off their heads right there."

"Artemis," Solaris says warningly.

Artemis holds up hands. "Okay. I can chop off their limbs."

"Artemis," Solaris says louder in a stern tone.

Artemis grins a little. "Okay. I will just chop off their fingers."

"Artemis!" Solaris yells, fed up with his joking as Artemis chuckles.

"Ok, I will hire assassins," Artemis says.

"Artemis!" Solaris yells, finally standing up form his chair.

"Like you did." Artemis says, making him sit right back down.

Solaris sighs. "As I said, it was to stop a war. What would have you done in my situation? Let them fight? Choose a side?"

"Let them all die." Artemis adds.

Solaris leans back in his seat. "Then what would be of your country? Let it be taken? Try to start anew under your own ideals and rules that won't let it happen again? Make sure the citizens follow them with extreme prejudice? Or you rather go into hiding and wait as the world kills itself?"

"No. I mean just those nobles and you know who I am talking about," Artemis says.

Solaris blinks. "Right…" he drones before sighing. "Watch their house. Your shadowbolts would be seen by them, but make sure nothing bad to them."

"Well…hum. I have a few dates," Artemis says.

"It's good to be back," Rainbow says stretching on a cloud above Ponyville.

"Hey newbie," she hears behind her and Rainbow looks to see Lockheed, the head wonderbolt captain, with his fiery orange mane and tail, yellow coat, all wrapped up in the wonderbolt outfit which looks like an outfit with a lightning bolt sewed into it, hovering behind her, watching her stretch and show off her…

"Hey…captain," Rainbow says quickly getting up and turning around as her tail covers her flank. "Wha…what are you doing here?"

"Just passin through," Lockheed says.

Rainbow slowly nods as she tries to contain herself. "Right…um…the rest of the team? What about them?"

"They will arrive around Appleloosa later," Lockheed says.

"We are just here to grab some food and rest," Swift Stride, a blue coated pegasus with a white mane and tail, says, hovering in from behind him.

Rainbow gulps. "Um…that's cool…you um…got a place?"

"Don't worry about us Dash. We will bunk with the guards," Glide, a lighter blue coat than Swift Stride's and a dark blue mane and tail, says coming out from beside her from a cloud.

Rainbow blushes at how close Glide is. "Oh. That's good."

"Hey Rainbow," Leandra calls walking up with Hurricane who was dressed in black pants and a black blouse.

Rainbow looks confused at the new mare. "Who's that?"

"Oh just someone we picked up…any relationship of yours?" Leandra asks, looking between the two.

"No," Both Hurricane and Rainbow says as they don't notice the many similarities, though Hurricane did give Rainbow a wink and makes her slightly blush.

"So we getting the food or not?" Hurricane asks.

"Yeah. Come on sexy." Leandra says lightly slapping her flank as she pushes Hurricane away and follows.

"Was it me or was that hot?" Swift asks looking to Lockheed.

Lockheed chuckles. "Yeah. I wouldn't mind getting a piece. Know if she is available newbie?"

"Which one?" Rainbow asks as Glide facepalm and mutters disapprovingly. "Stallion."

Lockheed leans in. "The one that is dressed in all black. I can make some things show up for her on her clothes."

"Don't know. First time I have met her," Rainbow says.

Lockheed hums. "Guess we can follow and ask her ourselves. Want to join in the fun Swift? Maybe make a double date to a single date?"

"If she is with Leandra, then she may be a lesbian as Leandra likes mares a lot," Rainbow informs, making both of the stallions blush hard.

"Oh. Is she available?" Glide asks leaning over.

"Asks the mare who has a subscription to Playmare," Lockheed says.

"You went through my locker?!" Glide angrily calls out.

"No. I saw you digging yourself when you didn't hear me walk in and decided to walk out," Lockheed says, making her blush.

"Man, what a flank," Swift says smirking, watching Hurricane's flank.

Lockheed smirks with him. "Yeah. I wonder is she is interested in stallions? There are some interested in both sides."

"So when do you think our unexpected guests will be coming in the room?" Trial asks rubbing both Daring and Hurricane's mane.

Both mares purr under his touch as Leandra looks outside. "No idea. Maybe they are just watching and waiting for us to make a bad move in their eyes."

"You going to join us or we calling the guards to deal with you?" Trial calls.

"How did he know?" they hear.

"You do have your tail sticking out you dick ass," they hear another say before hearing the flapping of wings and the door opens to Lockheed, Glide, and Swift.

"I like this one!" Leandra calls out grabbing Glide.

"Wait…!" Glide tries to say before Lendra pulls her to the couch and cuddles with her. "Okay," Glide says confused.

"I'm going to ask only once. Why are you here?" Trial asks.

Lockheed looks him over before slowly looking to Hurricane. "Can't hide it. We are here for her," he says pointing to Hurricane.

"I see," Trial says grabbing the gambling cup not far away. "You want her. Here is the thing. This will go three ways. Either you leave and never return, you try and take her by force and most likely die or be maimed as we are battle hardened, or you wager something and play for her," Trial says getting up moving the bed sheet, showing both Daring and Hurricane's exposed breasts.

They both blushed very hard as Trial kept a grip on them and makes them moan as he kept massaging their breasts. "We…we accept," Lockheed says trying not to focus on what was going on.

"Alright," Trial says getting up showing that he was wearing pajama pants and the two mares were in their panties still. "All three of you in on this?" Trial asks.

"Glide," Lockheed says warningly.

"Alright. I will play if you stop groping," Glide says looking to Leandra.

Leandra grins. "You're going to regret it," Leandra sings as Glode walks over.

"Let's play." Trial says as the cup started taking effect and he explained the rules. "Now then, we will play poker first. What do you wager?" Trial asks placing a deck in front of the three.

Lockheed drops a bag of bits in front of them. "This enough?"

"Not looking for money. You want me to bet one of the mares I have claimed as my own. How about you two bet your genders?" Trial asks, making Leandra smirk.

"What?" They both ask surprised as Glide wonders about this.

"You heard me. I want you to bet your genders. If you lose, you both forsake being stallions and become mares," Trial says looking to the scales.

They both look to each before nodding and looks back at him. "Fine. We bet our genders," Lockheed says.

"Now, how old will you be if you lose? Grade school fillies, highschool teens, or your current age?" Trial asks.

"They will take current age," Glide answered for them, causing the scales to balance perfectly.

"Very well. Let's play," Trial says letting them shuffle the card before he deals.

"Why did you answer for us like that?" Lockheed harshly whispers.

"Because I kinda had enough of being left behind. Kinda wanted to take my own bet," Glide says frowning, causing Lockheed to grab her arm. "Watch it. I had enough of your maledom," Glide warns, shrugging him off.

"You three playing or not?" Trial says as a hole opens up in the floor. "That is the discard pile," Trial informs.

"Yeah. Let's play," Lockheed says glaring at Glide as he takes his cards with the others.

Trial, seeing this, tosses three of his cards into the discard pile and draws from the deck with a bored expression as the other stallions sweated as their hands were only a pair, while Glide's was a straight.

Glide looks to the others as they seem to sweating as Trial places the cards on the table before them face down. "We…" Lockheed starts before Glide tosses two card and draws them back, showing she had nothing now.

"I fold," Glide says faking disappointment showing all of them her hand before tossing it.

'Calm down Lockheed. You and Swift after playing together. Which means you have a better chance at winning.' Lockheed thinks seeing as he had a pair of fours and fives and tosses the spare card and Swift tosses three, making his heart sink a bit.

"Okay. You two ready?" Trial asks, idly pushing a card on the deck around.

"I call." Lockheed says uncertain, laying down a full house and Swift a flush.

Trail sighs as he flips all the cards on the table over, showing four queens and a nine. "I win. You know what means ladies," Trial says relaxing in his seat with a smirk as the bowl shines.

Glide looks over as she sees both of them groaning and curling up slightly, watching as their body starts to shape up into a more rounded and busty figure. Letting her watch and see Lockheed grow some B-cup breasts and a flank that grew out the same size his mane and tail becoming a little more feminine wild style and longer as Swift grew C-cup breasts and a smaller flank while his mane and tail became more feminine styled and a little. Both of their muzzles becoming more rounded and their hips getting wider before they both fell to catch their breaths.

"They look good," Glide says raising an eyebrow.

"They are like as if they were mares all their lives. Check your memories," Trial instructs.

Lockheed groans as she holds her head, demeaning certain things. "Wha…? Sun…he…" she says, remembering him catching her in the locker room and the showers. "Oh boy…he can move."

"Oh fuck you. I had some time with him too so back off," Swift says rubbing her head.

"Chill. We both know it was a one time thing. I mean, he is married to Burnout now." Lockheed says.

"That didn't stop him from pushing himself into our showers." Swift says supporting herself with the table.

"That was about a year before the marriage. Remember what Burnout did when she saw him in there?" Lockheed says before laughing.

"At least he had protection." Swift says smiling.

"What is going on?" Glide asks.

"Reality is being rewritten to compensate for the changes. So double or nothing?" Trial asks.

"What can we bet?" Lockheed asks, pushing herself up with the table as support.

"Well how about if you lose, then all three of you become mine either as slaves or eventually wives." Trial says making Hurricane and Daring smirk.

Glide gulps as she slowly looks to him and sees him winking at her, making her blush. "Um…so, just memories?"

"Or know that all happened. It is just what their lives were if they had been born mares. They still remember being stallions though." Leandra informs.

"That's it?" Glide asks as both Lockheed and Swift stands back up.

"Reality changed to accommodate it. Now, do you accept for if you win, then you both return to normal." Trial informs.

"Yes." Both Lockheed and Swift says.

"And you my dear?" Trial asks smiling at Glide.

Glide looks to Lockheed and Swift and sees them glaring at Trial. "Yeah and it will be for wives not salves." 'At least he does better than them.' Glide thinks as the scales balance.

"Very well. This dice. I roll a five or six, I win," Trial says before tossing the dice.

"Ha. You won't wi…" Lockheed says before stopping as the dice lands and slowly shift between five and six before landing on six. "No."

"All of you will be my wives." Trial says smirking as Leandra walks behind the three.

Leandra reaches around them and grabs Glide's breasts. Starting to feel them up.

"I will offer you one last chance. The stakes are you can never speak to anything or anyone about the two of you once being stallions and you must start acting more and more like your mare memories suggest." Trial says.

"D…deal…" Lockheed says frowning a bit.

"Before we begin, what are your names my three wives?" Trial asks before Leandra felt Lockheed up.

"Glide," Glide says blinking.

"Spitfire."

"Fleetfoot."

"Then one last roll. Four, five, and six, I win." Trial informs, giving it to them as Leandra was having fun with Spitfire.

Spitfire moans as she tries to ignore Lendra. "Come on dice. Give me a low number." She hopes throwing it.

All of them watch as the dice rolls and comes up a four.

"Oh boy." Trial says shaking his head as they fall close their eyes and falls to the ground. "Carry them off to the bed. I'll pack up," he says packing away the cards.

"The bed is right here silly," Hurricane reminds.

"How about we initiate all three properly into our family," Daring adds giggling as the bowl shined and time started progressing again.

Trial smirks. "Okay then. You girls want the two changed? I'll take Glide here," he says looking to her with a certain that starts to make her blush and rub her legs together.

"Nah, I am fine here," Daring says crossing her legs.

"And you Hurricane? I'm sure you are hungry," Trial says pushing the table and chair away to the side.

"I will hold Fleetfoot while you work," Hurricane says getting up.

Trial shakes his head. "Nope. Have to deal with Glide and Spitfire since they are unattended."

"What are you talking about? I have Spitfire," Leandra reminds.

"So who gets Glide?" Trial asks looking to them now.

"You will now and after you are done, we will switch her out for one of the others," Leandra says.

"Deal," Trial says grabbing Glide and pulling her close. "I just notice, their outfits didn't change much," he says starting to run a hand under her suit.

"It's a uniform," Glide says her breath hitching when he grabbed on.

Trail hums. "And do you take it off when you do this or keep it on and try the right way?"

"We…take it…off," Glide stutters as he kept going.

Trial slowly nods and moves his hand down below her waist. "So…you retained all of the memories. Why did you throw the first game?" Trial whispers.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," Glide says as Trial unzipped her suit.

"I know about the cards," Trial whispers in her ear as he slowly pulls her suit down, showing her bra. " But, I won't say a word," Trial says massaging her breast.

Glide moans and leans her head towards his ear. "Thank you…"

"Now let's get you out of this my wife," Trial says.

Glide moans as he runs his hands over her, running across her flank. "Bu…but…"

"No need for buts. I will show you a good time," Trial says kissing her as a new feeling starts to influence her.

Glide hums in satisfaction, slowly wrapping her arms around him as she kisses back before softly pushing him off. "Can we…?"

"What do you want to do?" Trial asks.

Glide blushes heavily. "Can we join the others?"

"Oh? You hear that girls?" Trial asks.

"Yep," Hurricane says holding Fleetfoot against her chest and moans.

"Bring them over," Trail instructs.

Hurricane chuckles as she walks over with Fleetfoot still nipping her breasts as Leandra carries Spitfire over to them. "What's the plan?" Leandra asks chuckling.

"You are going to have to let me have all three off the back. Glide's request." Trial says.

"Aw. Why do you have to do that?" Leandra asks pouting.

"Because Glide's first time and she requested it lioness," Trial informed.

Leandra points as she pushes Spitfire toward him and Hurricane shoves Fleetfoot at him as well.

"Now, a question, what was the color of Fleetfoot's bra?" Trial asks smirking.

Glide blinks and looks to him. "G…green?"

"Oh, that is cute. Now lets see what Spitfire's is," Trial says making Glide smirk as he sat Fleetfoot into his lap as Gilde unzips Spitfire's uniform.

"She's…she has…blue…very…clear…blue." Glide tries to say as she watches Trial grope Fleetfoot's exposed breasts and makes her moan out loud.