Author's Note

Be warned, this chapter has... a bit of an exciting section. It's not explicit, not like what I had originally intended for the hot and heavy scene, but it may be stimulating. I kept it as teen friendly as I could without going overboard. If, by any chance, the sex scene is too risque then I might have to gut this chapter or adjust the rating to Mature. I hope it's not too much...
(Edit: Came back and reworked this chapter after I wrote chapter 5. Made it flow a little better and reworded parts to adapt the sex scene to a more teen friendly format.)

In any case, here's the 3rd installment of this little project! Celebrating over 5000 total views of my work, I give you Yerok as he learns to live his new life with Crystal and Memory's help!

Also, the next chapter will come out for the 10,000 total views (or maybe for my next story that hits 500 views... which ever comes first).

3 - Trial by Blood

Though the walk back to the small camp had not been a long one, I was still very tired when I arrived. My thoughts had been an annoyance and they had left me aggravated. Not only that, but I had started feeling depressed with my longing of home. The more time I spent in the forest the more I wanted to feel the flames of my home brush against my flesh.

As I entered the clearing of Crystal and Memory’s camp the atmosphere around the two had changed. When I left there had been a slight awkwardness, which was the reason for my desire to leave… but now they held looks of deep and sullen thought. So absorbed were they that neither of them noticed my approach until I had nearly entered their little camp proper. Memory was the first to greet me.

“Oh, yer back. How was the walk, Yerok?” Memory asked me, though it was clear she had something on her mind as she did so.

“Welcome back, Yerok,” Crystal said from beside a small fire.

I looked between the two mares, wondering what had caused them to become so… for lack of a better description, reserved and withdrawn. Crystal seemed to have been busy preparing a meal over a small cook fire, where Memory was just idling by the wagon. It then dawned on me that they had taken up positions at near opposite sides of the campsite.

“Is everything alright?” I asked as I drew nearer.

Crystal’s ears and tail twitched, but she offered me a small smile with a nod of her head. Memory, on the other hand… or as the case had become, hoof, seemed to divert her attention to a bag of trinkets as she nibbled on her lower lip. I found the reaction to be less than comforting. Something had transpired while I had been gone, but neither pony wanted to explain things to me. I sighed silently. There was little any male could do to convince a female to reveal certain details, so I simply left things alone. I had tried many times in my younger years to understand women… at least with men all you had to do was ask, shrug, and pretend to not care and they would reveal what was on their mind in a roundabout fashion if they wanted to talk about it. Such was not the case with the female sex. If they wanted to keep quiet, there was nothing you could do to get them to talk; they’d have to be pinned down and forced to say what was on their mind – and even then it was a fifty-fifty chance. It was annoying because while they'd be sending you subtle hints that there was something they wanted to tell you, they would also deny that anything was worth talking about.

With little hope of getting an answer from either pony, I figured I would resume my position on the little blanket that I had awoken on earlier. I laid myself down slowly, my legs eagerly complaining to me for making them work so hard. Once I found a comfortable position, one where my legs were simply folded beneath my body, I let out a relaxed sigh.

“You were gone for quite some time,” Crystal said softly from the nearby fire.

I turned my gaze toward her with a small frown on my face. Crystal had yet to look in my direction and I was starting to feel… angry? Annoyed? No… if anything I think it was more like I felt I was being ignored in a way and my emotions couldn’t make up their mind on how to feel about it. I sighed and lowered my head to rest it on the ground. “I found a small pool beside a little stream, some ways off. Sadly, the walk did little for me… other than give me time to think. All I accomplished was to make myself tired and depressed,” I said tiredly.

Crystal finally looked in my direction with a look of mild concern. We held each other’s gaze for a short time as she licked her lip in thought. For the first time since I had opened mine, I noticed the color of Crystal’s eyes. I found it slightly strange that I had not noticed the pretty shade of aquamarine until just then. I suddenly found myself staring at her. It was faint, but I could have sworn I saw something deeper within those crystalline pools of hers… something familiar yet foreign.

After some time, I forced my focus away from her. There was something almost hypnotizing about her face, but I was not about to forget about what my body wanted. I had to be careful, lest I lose control of myself. The temptation to take her had been very strong before. Still… it got me thinking about my body once more. Why had I been changed to look like this? Was this part of what my lord had intended? Or was there something more to it?

I lifted my head to examine my wings, an act that took considerable effort, but I managed to pry my skull from its resting place. With a little bit of concentration I managed to extend my wing. I had once been gifted with a pair of wings as part of a raid on a dragon’s nest near the peak of a steep mountain range. The group of wyverns had dug themselves in and were preparing to ambush one of our portals. The experience helped me in figuring out how to maneuver my wing the way I wanted, but the sensation was still a little alien to me.

I closely examined my wing from the base to the tips of the finger-like supports. I knew very little about wings, aside from the fact that they were used for flight and could also make useful additions to my combat potential. The last time I had them had been an invigorating experience. By arming them with wing blades, I had gained a new and entertaining method for fighting that had yet to be surpassed. Of course, getting a wing caught in the jaws of one of the larger wyverns had not been a pleasant event. Even for conjured wings, it still hurt like a rampaging Hell Knight’s left hook to the spine.

Though my wings did resemble those of a bat, there was a slight difference. The joints in my wing’s digits were more defined. It was as if I had stretched hands with wing membranes between the fingers. These wings were powerful, but that left me questioning if they were even meant for flight. From what I had heard, too much muscle in ones wings would weigh down the flyer. I would have to check at some point to see the limitations of my new form, but that had to wait until I had more stamina.

I relaxed my wing and let it rest against my side as I returned my attention to Crystal. To my slight surprise, she had been watching me, or that was my assumption. I doubt she’d have let herself be too absorbed with my actions when she had food over the fire. Now that I think about it, I had no idea what she was even preparing, but the aroma was starting to become very enticing.

“Was there something wrong with your wing?” Crystal asked me.

I shook my head and sighed with a small smile. “I was just looking at it. I’m still getting used to this new form of mine,” I answered. There was a part of me that thought I’d never grow accustomed to my body. I already missed my hands and walking on all fours made me feel far too self conscious. Half the time it seemed that my body was on autopilot.

“That reminds me,” Memory chimed in as she stopped polishing some little trinket, “ya said somethin’ about not bein’ a pony before. If ya don’t mind me askin’, what were ya?” she asked.

I paused for a moment to consider my response. I could answer honestly, or I could try and bend the truth… though I was less inclined to do the latter. There didn’t seem to be any problems with sharing the truth, so I went with a more open approach. “I was once a demon. I’ve yet to determine what I am now, but back before I was sealed away within that prison I was one of Hell’s greatest fighters. I stood on two legs and resembled a dragon in my appearance, my horns were much like the ones I have now but they curved forward instead of back. Like many of my brethren, my body was very muscular, but my power didn’t lie in just my physical strength. I was also red in color… this pale blue shade is far from what I used to look like. Oh, and I did not possess wings.”

“Wait… you were a demon?” Memory asked with a dubious look about her. “Does that mean yer like Tirek? Or Scorpan, his brother?”

I lifted a curious brow at her. If those were demon names, they sounded like they were either from an outside clan, ones who had been cast aside for being of weaker bloodlines but still devoted to Hell, or they were renegades. Still, it was not enough to simply go off of a name. “Could you explain what they are? I haven’t heard of such names before, but knowing their species might help,” I inquired.

“Well, the older brother, Lord Tirek is a Centaur. He escaped from Tartarus not long ago, but was defeated and imprisoned again. When he was free, he managed to absorb almost all of the magic throughout Equestria,” Crystal explained as she stirred the contents of the frying pan.

“Yeah, and his younger brother, Scorpan was a… ah think he was a Gargoyle? Somethin’ like that. He’s been rumored to have been friends with the princesses,” Memory finished.

“Hmm…” I nodded slowly as I thought about their individual races. The Centaurs were known for being more of a warrior-like people. Most of their traditions were bound by honor and the drive to find noble sparring partners to improve themselves throughout their lives. The Gargoyles, though… those were different by far. Were the positions reversed, I would not have been surprised. The Gargoyles were fickle creatures. So long as it suited their interests, they’d do as they pleased unless you proved to be stronger than them. Hell had used them in the past as easily replenish-able fodder for large battles.

“That’s interesting. It would seem that much has changed while I was imprisoned. Though I am familiar with their races, the behavior doesn’t match up to my knowledge,” I explained calmly with a slight shrug of my shoulders. “With that in mind, I can’t say for sure if I have anything in common with them. Your version of demons just might be unrelated to what I used to be.”

Memory hummed softly and went back to polishing her trinket. “Well, so long as ya don’t try taking over Equestria, I think you’ll be fine,” she said, though it was difficult for me to tell if she was joking or not.

I sighed and lowered my head tiredly. “I have no desire for such a trivial matter,” I said. “I’ve never been one for domination or grand schemes. I’m just a warrior at heart. Though… from what I’ve seen of your world so far, it would seem things are quite peaceful here. I wonder where someone like me might fit…”

It was a sizable thought to consider. Just what would I do now that I had been given this new chance at living? Sure, I owed Crystal and Memory a great deal, but at some point I felt that they would deem my debt repaid. What would I do after that? I had much to learn about this new world I had awoken in, but I still had time to formulate a better idea so I did not linger on the subject for long.

“You could join us as a treasure hunter…” I heard Crystal say softly.

I looked over to her and offered a small smile. “That might be fun, but I don’t know if it’d be something I could do as a career.” I sighed and readjusted my legs a little to get more comfortable as I continued to rest. “I’ve always been at home on the field of battle. The only reason I’m not training myself now is because I learned long ago not to push myself if my body couldn’t handle the strain.”

Crystal seemed to ponder my words carefully for a long time as she went between tending to the food and looking in my direction with a concerned expression. Though I noticed her gaze each time, I chose to ignore it. There was little I could do to change my outlook, at least not for some time. One didn’t change at the drop of a hat. I needed time and knowledge before I could try and adapt to my new situation.

In seemingly no time at all the food finished cooking and Crystal placed separate portions in a few wooden bowls. She then used her magic to set a bowl in front of both Memory and myself. As the dish arrived in front of me, I eyed it with interest. The meal seemed to have been a collection of different vegetables; some carrots, diced potatoes, and a few other things I did not recognize, but was sure it was meant for an herbivorous diet.

Though the idea of eating plants was unappealing to me, I had to remind myself that I was no longer a flesh devouring Dragon Knight. I offered my thanks to Crystal for the food before I tentatively dipped my muzzle down to nibble at the carrots. Much to my surprise, it was delicious. For the longest time I had been certain that plants tasted like dirt and toe fungus. The soft texture that coated my tongue was, dare I say it, divine. I soon dug into the bowl with gusto, devouring its contents in a matter of moments.

I cleaned the bowl with my tongue, savoring every morsel of food. Once I had licked everything from the dish at least three times over, I lifted my head with a pleased grin and looked toward Crystal. “Thank you. That was… despite it being the first time I’ve had anything grown, it was delightfully flavorful,” I said.

Crystal smiled kindly and nodded her head gently. “You are very welcome. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I thought it would be better for you if I softened the foods. Since this is the first thing you’ve had to eat for so long, I didn’t want you to have an upset stomach after eating normal foods. If you start feeling ill please let me know,” she said with caring eyes. Seriously… those aqua pools were so pretty to look at.

I nodded my head. “I will,” I assured her before I let my body lean over to lay on my side. It may have been midday, but I had little trouble letting sleep take me shortly after closing my eyes.

~~***~~

My sleep had been a little restless, but at least I had not suffered another nightmare. Of course that is not to say that the alternative was much better. I opened my eyes to a peculiar sound that night. The moon was high in the sky, indicating that I had been out for some time, but it was the shadow of something nearby that drew my attention the most. Heavy breathing came from the figure as it slowly approached me.

I calmly waited for my eyes to adjust to the nearing creature, but I was not prepared for what I would see. Memory was approaching me and she looked to be half asleep. Her face was calm but I could just spot the darkened patches of her cheeks, which told me she was blushing fiercely. Her eyes were glazed over and partially focused on me… or rather on a part of me.

Being as quiet as possible, I rolled onto my feet and slowly stood. As I got halfway up, my nostrils took in a very enthralling scent… it was sweet and musky, but more than that, it turned me on in a way I had never experienced before. My body reacted almost violently as my muscles tensed and I felt a particular part of me stiffen. That was not good. Having been distracted by my own body’s needs made my situation worse as I had been unaware of just how close Memory had gotten. I caught another whiff of her as she came right up to my face, her breath brushing against my neck hotly.

“Yerok…” she moaned softly, “ah feel so strange… but ah like this feeling for some reason. Please… help me ease this need – this desire burning between my legs. Ah beg you…” she pleaded as she rubbed her face against my chest and inhaled deeply, a shudder running through her body.

I swallowed hard as I fought against my own desires. I was so close to losing myself to this drive that if she begged me just once more… there would be nothing to stop what I would do to her next. Thinking as quickly as my addled mind was capable of, I did the only thing that I thought might work. I drove my fang into my lip, drawing a considerable amount of blood into my mouth, then I moved my head around to look Memory in the eyes. In an instant I found my lips pressed firmly to hers and I opened her mouth with my oddly powerful tongue, pouring my blood into her eager cavity.

She pressed into the kiss at first, even going so far as to savor the taste of my blood. However, as our hearts beat away in the heat of the moment she slowly started to pull away. Our lips parted and I looked into her eyes as she regained her senses. “Memory,” I said firmly, “how are you feeling? Are you back in control of yourself?” I asked with slight caution.

Memory blinked a few times as realization dawned on her, but before she could scream I placed my hoof against her lips gently. “Please stay calm. I need you to speak to me. Are you feeling like yourself again?”

Her eyes darted between my hoof and my eyes for a few moments before she gave a hesitant nod. I sighed with a mild sense of relief. At least she could think on her own again. I knew she had many questions for what had just happened, but before either of us could address the matter, I heard another soft moan that sounded like my name being muttered.

Both Memory and I looked over to see the slowly approaching form of Crystal. Like Memory she had glazed over eyes, but her face was not similar in appearance. Crystal held a look of blissful satisfaction as she neared me. “Yerok… have I told you how handsome you are?” Crystal said as she walked closer to me.

“Crystal? What’s gotten into ya?” Memory asked, but I placed a hoof on her to stop her from trying to approach her friend.

“Nothing we say will get through to her, not while she’s in this state,” I said quietly.

“Why? What’s happening?” Memory asked as she turned a suspicious eye to me.

“I’ll explain in a minute… right now I need to stop her. I’m struggling to stay in control of myself. If I don’t keep her from making an offer my body can’t refuse then this is going to end badly,” I said and swiftly moved forward. Again I punctured my lip, which stung more than the first time but it was a small blessing since it distracted me from my own problem. I wasted no time in pressing my lips against Crystal’s and I was greeted to an overly excited response to the action.

Crystal’s tongue forced its way into my mouth and we fought against each other in an oddly passionate fashion. I had to admit; things started to get fuzzy for me while her scent assaulted me and she vigorously played with the inside of my mouth. It was surprising seeing such ferocity from her, but I did find it appealing in a way. However, just like with Memory, Crystal slowly started to get her senses back. Unlike with Memory, even after she had gained her mind back she continued to press into the kiss, making things become more… sensual.

Having realized that I was now kissing a willing partner, my body pulsed with renewed need and I lunged away from her as my heart started to race. I backed away from her, doing everything in my power to avoid looking at her. Unfortunately, this was a poor decision on my part as I soon found myself watching the world spin. My rump hit the ground and my upper body followed suit until I felt the back of my head connect with what I assumed to be the frying pan from earlier.

Pain blossomed from the impact and I clutched at the back of my skull, wincing as I found the point of impact. I gently rubbed the injury for a moment before I remembered why I had wound up in that position to begin with. I quickly rolled over and looked at Memory and Crystal as they stared at me. Aside from my panting, there was silence between everyone present.

Memory was the first to break the encompassing quiet. “What in the blazes was that?” she asked angrily.

I sighed, fighting off another wave of lust as I spotted Crystal licking her lip slowly while bringing a hoof up to her face. I could sense that she had not been opposed to the idea of being kissed by me. Her body language and the look in her eyes as she gazed at me screamed that she was more than fine with what had happened. Memory stomped her hoof firmly and asked me again, snapping me out of my trance.

I turned my head to the angry earth pony and met her gaze as calmly as I could. “It was a reaction to my body’s needs,” I answered.

“And what does that mean?” Memory demanded.

“It means that you were placed under the influence of my demonic aura, effectively enslaving you so that I could sate one of my most basic needs.”

“Basic need? Ya mean we were bein’ controlled by you so that you could just rut with us?” Memory asked with rising aggression.

“No!” I replied firmly. “It was to replenish my body’s energy. When you freed me it triggered the failsafe for the prison. Abyssal Chains were summoned and they entrapped me to prevent my escape. I used up every ounce of my power to break them… and I’ve not been gaining any of it back like I normally would. One of the things that my generation of demons was known for was our ability to combine our energies with others and increase our power. The act required to increase our energy… to put it simply, is sex. Since I’ve been unable to regain my power, my body has been trying to do so on instinct,” I explained.

Part of me was thankful that Memory was upset about the ordeal. The resulting argument had been a welcome distraction that had started to allow my body to return to a more normal state. Fate however, had decided it was time my good fortune was put back in check. Crystal stared at me for a long time before she slowly started to approach me again, a look of purpose in her eyes.

My stomach started to tighten as she drew nearer and I backed away from her when I caught her scent again. “Yerok… stop,” she said softly.

I shook my head. “No, stay back, Crystal. I don’t want to force you into this – I can’t. My honor as a demon won’t permit me to take advantage of you while my aura has any influence over you… you saved me from a fate worse than death. I won’t commit any wrong against you or Memory,” I said almost pleadingly to her. I truly wanted to avoid hurting her in any way, shape, or form.

My plea fell on unwilling ears, for Crystal continued to close the distance. My heart started to race as my breathing became ragged. I tried to keep backing away, but my body’s need began to override my ability to move. Eventually I came to a halt against the trunk of a tree and much to my relief, however short lived it might have been, Crystal also stopped. She looked at me with a sad and sympathetic expression as I battled with myself internally.

“Yerok… you need this. Please… you promised to get better faster. I can’t stand to watch you suffer like this. It’s alright, you can use my body if it’ll help you recover,” she said gently.

Memory was not about to let the act come to pass, though. The beige mare stomped right up to her friend and poked her with a hoof firmly. “Crystal, what in tarnation do ya think yer doin’? Ya seriously gunna let him rut ya? Are ya even thinkin’ clearly – this can’t be somethin’ yer actually considerin’!”

“I’m thinking as clearly as I ever have, Memory,” Crystal said firmly as she gave Memory a soft glare. “You know just as well as I do that I’m doing this because I want to help him. Yes, it’s a little outside of what would normally be acceptable-”

“Normally acceptable?”

“… but I’ve made my decision. I’m not in estrus, so there’s no worry for having a foal. Besides… it’s not like I’m against the idea. I’ve… well… I seem to have grown fond of him for some reason. I find him handsome, charming, and more than good company. His eyes are filled with such a mysteriousness that… I find it hard to not stare,” Crystal said with a small smile on her face.

“So he’s hypnotized ya! Are ya even listening to yerself?” Memory asked hotly, though it seemed that the flame of her argument had started to die.

Crystal shook her head before she glanced back to look in my eyes. “I can’t say that you’re wrong… but I don’t feel like he’s controlling me. Look at him, Mem… he’s terrified of what he might do. Does that really make him so scary? You teased me before about him being fetching. I didn’t admit it before because I thought he might overhear our conversation, but I can say it now, yes I find him to be a most desirable stallion.”

Memory groaned and sat down with a huff. “Ah know I was pokin’ fun earlier. It wasn’t fair, but ah couldn’t help it… I’ve been a lil jealous of how ya been lookin’ at him.”

I watched as Crystal’s expression turned to one of recognition. She then turned her head to face Memory and saw the look of regret on her face. It suddenly made sense to me as well why Memory had been so upset with me before. There was more to the relationship between these two ponies than I had been aware.

“Mem… we were drunk that night. Yes it was an interesting night we had back then, but we both knew we couldn’t love each other in that way. I thought we were past this…”

Memory sighed softly as she looked my way. “Ah thought so, too… but when ya started tending to him, ah dunno, it just started gettin’ to me.”

I bowed my head slowly, still fighting against my body. It really did not help that the two females were having their little heart to heart so close to me. “I’m sorry,” I whispered hoarsely. “I never meant to cause a rift between you two. I’ve been too dense…”

“Naw… ya been a right kind stallion. Ah’m the one at fault. Ah shoulda been more honest with myself. Just… just promise me ya ain’t gunna do anythin’ bad. Ah can live with that…” Memory said softly to me.

I closed my eyes and nodded my head. “I promise.”

When I opened my eyes, my heart nearly stopped as I came face to face with Crystal. I could really smell her now and I felt her breath as it passed over the hairs of my muzzle. I stared into her beautiful eyes as time seemed to come to a stop. She smiled kindly before she nuzzled against my cheek softly. “Don’t fight it, Yerok. I… I want this. Let me help you… I want you...” she whispered into my ear.

That was it. There was nothing else I could do to stop myself. My eyes lost focus and my body stiffly rose up to full height. I was barely aware of it, but I was just conscious enough to see Memory slowly back away from us. Then all I saw was Crystal. Everything in my world revolved around her body, her scent… her longing eyes as she gazed at me her over her shoulder with her flank pointed toward me and her tail lifted to expose herself to me.

I felt my lust swell from deep within me and my body displayed the reaction promptly. Crystal glanced down to see it as well, and her eyes widened. Unfortunately, any second thoughts she might have had were snuffed out in the next moment as I felt myself rise over her from behind. I was so lost in my lust that I don’t think I could have heard her had she voiced her concern or refusal.

The next thing I registered was a feeling of intense warmth as I felt Crystal envelope me. She had wanted me, that much was clear by how easily her body had accepted me. My senses barely registered the gasp and groan that Crystal let out as I drove into her.

My mind was devoid of all thought as my body went to work, until a sudden heat began to simmer within my chest and groin. As the heat built up, I began to grow aware of myself. I was thrusting hard into Crystal’s flank, as if I were being driven by some unseen force. The groans that she had been letting out through clenched teeth had slowly started turning into moans that would accompany my thrusts.

I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as my breaths came in near tandem with my efforts. The thought of having Crystal to myself crossed my mind as I worked her and it was… intoxicating. So much so that I felt myself pick up speed, much to the delight of my partner as evident by the way she started to whimper with my ministrations.

“Yes, yes, YES! Rut me! Oh please, don’t stop… I’m so close to – oh stars!” Crystal said between each powerful blow I delivered into her.

Spurred on by her approval of my actions, I gave her everything I could muster. I dug my back hooves into the ground and moved as vigorously as I dared, making her cry out in ecstasy. Then, with little warning, I felt a churning within my entire being. The next thing I knew, I felt myself reaching my climax. Feeling it as well, Crystal teetered over the edge, her body shaking and trembling as an orgasm rocked through her.

I was no stranger to having sex with another… but to compare the euphoric sensations I was feeling with Crystal to my past experiences seemed like an insult. I had never felt this good being with someone. This was the pinnacle of satisfaction, bar none, and I was disinclined to let my bliss end as I gripped Crystal’s hips firmly to resume my actions again. Though she started to protest to being rutted so soon after climaxing, her voice quickly melted into a deep moan of satisfaction.

It took longer for me to reach climax the second time, though Crystal had experienced at least three more of her own by then. As the last jolts of my orgasm coursed through me, I felt Crystal tremble beneath me. I could tell Crystal was exhausted since she was panting heavily as she fought to stay upright. I was a panting sweaty mess as well and I did what I could to keep my weight off of her. Though I had gained quite a bit of energy from the ordeal, I was far from full… but I knew that Crystal could not continue.

Knowing that we could not continue, I pulled myself from Crystal gently. Without me weighing down on her, Crystal slowly wobbled forward and plopped down a few feet away as she looked back at me with the warmest smile I had ever witnessed. There was affection in her eyes… and I found myself growing warm and fuzzy inside the longer I gazed into her beautiful aqua orbs.

Someone gently cleared their throat to my right and I turned to see a blushing Memory walking toward me. For a moment I was unsure as to what she wanted, but I started to get an idea as I caught her scent again. She came to a stop just beside Crystal and nibbled on her lower lip. “Hey, um… Crystal? Would it be alright if ah, uh… well…” Memory started to say but trailed off as she glanced at me a few times, her blush growing more prominent.

Crystal eyed her friend with mild surprise as a baffled grin made its way across her face. “I thought you weren’t into stallions? You always said you’d be a mare’s mare…”

“Yeah, well… it ain’t exactly easy to just sit over yonder and hear how good a time ya’ll have been havin’. Even a mare like me can… reconsider. ‘Sides, I think yer coltfriend is still eager ta get more energy. He’s still hard enough,” Memory said as she eyed my endowment.

She was not far from the truth. I was still in need of more energy and I found the exercise I was getting from the act to be a bonus for improving my stamina. I had already built up a good sweat and it had taken almost all of my muscles to have sex with Crystal. It seemed that I could actually consider intercourse as a legitimate way to work out given my new body's anatomy.

“Memory is correct. I’ve gained a surprising amount of my energy back so far, but I estimate it to have only been roughly a tenth of what I could possess,” I said as I glanced between the two mares. “If neither of you mind, I have no qualm with resuming gathering energy. I don’t mean to sound crude, but the more energy I recover the better off I’ll be. It would also allow my body to become healthier than it currently is,” I said.

“Well…” Crystal said as she thought on the matter. It was difficult to tell, but from the small grin on her face, she seemed to have something in mind, but I had no clue as to what she might have been thinking. “I suppose it would be fine. It’s not like he and I are married. This was more of a fling than anything serious, and even then I was mainly doing this to help Yerok. So… sure, go for it girl,” Crystal said with an encouraging smile.

I turned my attention to Memory and looked into her tangerine eyes. Though not as striking to me, I still found her eye color to be pretty. I could also see a slight tremble in her gaze… she was nervous about something. I offered her a small smile as I bowed my head slightly. “If you are alright with having me, then I will gladly have sex with you. Don’t force yourself for my sake, though,” I said gently.

Memory looked at me with a growing smile before she slowly turned herself away from me to present her backside. She hesitated for a moment before she lowered her front a little and lifted her tail to show me how aroused she had become. Having control over myself, I allowed my eyes to inspect her carefully. Though the anatomy was new to me, it was very clear that Memory was a woman in need. She glistened in the moonlight with the dew that happily formed from her flower.

I inhaled slowly, taking in memory’s scent as I approached her. I pried my gaze away from her silken petals to watch her expression when I drew near. She stared back at me with a wanting look, but the telltale traces of her nervousness increased as my chest brushed against her rump. I stopped and looked at her deeply. “If you’re afraid, I will stop,” I whispered to her.

Memory simply shook her head slowly before she looked into my eyes. “It’s just… ah’ve never been with a stallion before. Ah heard that it’s kinda painful the first time. Ah’m just a little nervous about it. Ya did start off rough with Crystal…”

“Don’t worry,” I said kindly while offering Memory a warm smile. “I’ll be gentle. I wasn’t able to control myself with Crystal… now that I have some energy, I’m aware of myself again. Just relax…” I said softly and slowly lifted myself to mount her.

Memory’s body stiffened slightly as I got on her, but she slowly relaxed as I took my time to gently line myself up. On the outside I looked like I was calm and caring of her situation, but on the inside… oh, on the inside I was far more nervous than she was. I had been told to be wary of virgins. They were sought after by many a demon, but only the foolish ones were excited by them. The more skilled and experienced of us knew that a virgin could supply an incredible amount of power during their first sexual experience. If you weren’t paying attention to what you did with them, you could find yourself ruining the chance of a lifetime or getting slammed with immense waves of energy and get thrown into a coma.

With such thoughts at the forefront of my mind, I cautiously pressed into Memory. I made sure to pay close attention to the few times that I heard the poor mare hiss from my entry. I was in no rush to gain more energy, and I wanted this experience to be as smooth as possible for her. After a couple times of pressing further into Memory, I reached her limit. It became apparent that she was not as capable of handling my girth as Crystal, but that was fine by me. At least I knew where to stop to keep from harming her.

I let Memory’s body slowly adjust to me before I started to work my hips in a slow motion. As time passed, my speed slowly picked up as I caught onto the subtle changes to Memory’s reactions to being invaded by me. As she grew more comfortable, I increased my pace. It took a while, but eventually we were enjoying each other. By the time Memory’s first climax was reaching its peak we were both moving our bodies into the other to stimulate our partner.

As her first orgasm took hold of her, Memory spun her head around and locked her lips to mine in a moment of heated passion. Her warm lips pressed against me stirred something within my body, something deep and hot. I pressed my tongue to her mouth and she opened up to receive me. I found myself craving more of her as my tongue danced with hers, her saliva seemingly becoming an addictive substance that I never wanted to part with.

With renewed vigor I resumed my ministrations to her lower half, passionately entering her once more. As the moon slowly traveled across the night sky, I found myself having the most rewarding and pleasurable experience in all my life. Our lovemaking lasted until the early light of dawn greeted us before my two saviors could no longer muster the strength to supply me with energy.

As the sun rose above the horizon’s edge, I looked down to see the forms of both Crystal and Memory curled up on each side of me. My body felt renewed in ways that I could barely describe, and I was confident that I could take on the world. A small smile tugged at the corners of my mouth as I gazed upon their sleeping faces. I really owed them a lot now… not only had they rescued me from my prison, but they had given themselves to me in such an intimate way that I was actually humbled, all for the sake of helping me – a stranger whom they knew so little about and I wasn’t even a pony.

I smiled warmly as I realized how selfless they had been for my sake. Though a part of me felt that what I had given them that night was grand, it was not sufficient for me to think that I had done enough to repay them. I made the decision, right then and there, that I would devote myself to them for as long as they lived. They were my mistresses… and I would serve them forever. I slowly bent my head down to place a gentle kiss to each of their heads, a small ring of my demonic power lighting up each time. I was now bound to them… until they told me to leave or I was released under pain of death.

I let them continue to sleep as the sun rose higher into the sky, and for the first time since I had awoken… I felt at peace with the world.