Hunger Comes In Many Forms.
Switch kicked a stone as he walked through the dark forest. It was almost the evening hours and here he was, out in the midst of nowhere. He sighed and looked around. He was starving at this point, why hadn't he just snuck into Ponyville? He could have easily taken somepony's appearance easily. It would have been far better than walking endlessly. Then again, if he was caught, it would've meant bad news for him. He understood that better than anything else, changelings like him were a threat still and still something pony's feared. Unlike those rainbow colored freaks, or so he called them. It wasn't his fault he couldn't do what they had done. He wasn't exactly like all of his brethren. But he also hadn't put thought to giving they very thing he fed on. Why waste food?
He looked up and tried to see the position of the sun, judging how much time he had until night fell. He had probably an hour at most before the sun would set. It was the late summer evening after all. Just barely on the edge of sundown. He took another step and groaned as he heard his stomach complaining about its lack of food. "Oh shut up already, we'll eat when we can." He mumbled and licked his fangs as a sweet scent filled the air. He didn't recognize it at first, but unknown to him, a pair of green predatory eyes had fell on him. Too distracted with the scent, he didn't feel like he was being stalked. Nor could he care either way, there was plenty of animals that could be watching him. Mainly curious or wandering if he was possible food. They'd find quite the surprise that he was crunchier than he looked most likely. The eyes however, remained and followed him. The feeling was slowly creeping on him as silence fell over the forest. The silence of a hunt, in secret. Two beings both searched out food. One, lust or love, or other emotion. And one, a sweet metallic taste that would be earned with a set of sharp points.
He started to look around as he walked in what felt like an endless path. Had he gone in circles? He would never know, but now he couldn't shake the feeling. An there was that scent in the air, it was so sweet. But he couldn't place it. It was alluring however, as if calling him. He soon inhaled the scent and licked his lips. It reminded him of a few nights with mares who he had been with, mainly be taking their partner's form. But regardless, it was similar. He scratched his head, a bit puzzled. He soon stopped in his tracks and looked around yet again. Taking a full look, high and low. Now he was getting annoyed. Was something seriously stalking him? A changeling? And if so, what for? But yet, the eyes that watched him an the being it belonged to was hidden well in the dense treetops. Hidden perfectly in the darkness.
A batpony watched him, waiting for the moment. She was well accustomed to the forest. After all, she grew up in it and she rarely seen ponies, those she did she had usually tried to use as a snack. She would treat this thing, just the same. It looked like a pony and seemed to talk like one. Though she was curious, as most of her kind was. Why was this pony all black? And not to mention shiny? She didn't know, but she knew one thing, it could satisfy her own hunger. She was no fruit bat, in fact she despised fruit. It didn't set well in her. Not like a pony's sweet blood. Which she would soon claim again. She had become quite the hunter. And quite feral in her process though. She didn't speak much and usually didn't need to. She watched with curious eyes as the changeling looked around to everywhere, except to where she was. It seemed that he knew of her presence. She licked her lips and soon let go of the branch she had been hanging from. She unfolded her wings and went for a dive. Switch had no idea of what was coming. She hissed as she neared him. He turned around only to be tackled by her. Roughly at that. She hissed again as she looked down at her prey. But she hadn't expected him to hiss back. She cocked her head at this new found discovery . For he had two sharp fangs as well.
He hissed again at her, baring his fangs. Not that he could really do much with where she was. He had been taken by surprise. "Get off of me!" He yelled at the mare. She smirked and showed of the two sharp fangs she had as well. She had never had prey that fought back. It enticed her some. But that same scent hit him again. It was incredibly strong now. He looked at her with a spark of a realization. "Wait, are you-" He was cut off by his as she stretched her wings out in their full glory. He gulped at her large wingspan, she had already pinned him, why the need for a show. He looked to her green eyes, they had a glare to them. But they seemed to show hunger, when he knew somewhat well. He smiled softly and considered his situation. That sweet scent reminded him of a mare in heat, however she was a bit sweeter. Not that he minded. But it was a leverage he had. "Poor mare, nopony to mate with you?" He asked softly, not to appear as a threat. She thankfully seemed to understand what he had said. She nodded as she narrowed her eyes on him. From where she was on him, he could feel something both wet and slick. Had that brief moment of a hunt aroused her? He tried to move, but was met with her strong hooves, pushing him down. He went to hiss, but stopped himself.
She licked her fangs and sniffed around his neck. "Hold still." She said in a sultry whisper. He of course didn't comply.
She only growled and tried to keep him still. But every growing second left a burning sensation deep inside her. "Hey easy with the shell!" He yelled as his horn lit up. Using magic wasn't his best bet, he needed whatever energy he had. And magic would burn right through that. He sighed as he realized she wasn't going to ease up, much to his dismay. "Come on, don't you need a mate? Perhaps to end that burn?" He asked in a whisper. Her ears twitched in response.
She cocked her head at him again. How did he know about that? "What do you know?" She asked bluntly as she grew hungrier.
He simply smiled with an idea forming. Bats may have been smart, even the wild one's. But they were also easy to distract. "Well maybe you let me up and I can help you? Perhaps you can be of some assistance to me as well?" He asked hopefully and she shook her head. He narrowed his eyes and sighed. He licked his lips though, inhaling the sweet scent she had around her. It was getting to him slower than it would most stallions. But it was working its way into his system and overriding his judgment. She looked at him curiously as she felt something under her. More so, something rather thick. Her curiosity was also getting to her. Perhaps this thing may be able to help. She could always just chase him down again, but she would make sure it hurt when she did. If he dared to lie to her.
She slowly began to lift herself up, surprising him. But she kept her eyes narrowed on him as her tail rose in the process. That heat she felt may as well have been an inferno now. He understood what she was doing though. "If you run, I will hunt you down. And I will be angry" She mumbled, it was a bit rough. She looked down at him and then scanned over his body once she had fully risen. But something caught her attention. Something long and thick, matching the changeling's color. She cocked her head a bit as he slowly turned and stood up. He then faced her. Her eyes never seemed to leave him.
He looked at her tail and then her wings. Her tail was certainly high. "Alright now hold still." He said plainly, but still cautious. He knew his way around a mare, but not a wild bat mare, who likely wanted to eat him. Her gaze became a questionable one as he trotted around her. She was about to complain before she felt his hooves on her flank. She looked back at him curiously. What interest did this stallion have being back there? But Switch knew exactly what he was up to. He took a nice long look at what she had to offer. She had a nice curve to her, a very fit mare. But his attention was on the prize, her pussy had a glisten to it. Drenched in arousal, the mare seemed to get herself off from the bit of a hunt she had. Regardless it made his job even easier. An aroused mare was a nice mare, usually. Unless you forget their birthday, then you're a dead stallion. He licked his lips and inhaled her scent. The sweet scent of a mare in estrus, he loved the scent. It called to him, beckoning him closer. He then took a lick through her delicate folds, tasting every bit of her. He moved back and licked his lips. A mare that was ready to breed, perfect. What more could he ask? He hadn't even heard the quiet moan of the bat. Nor did he pay attention to her as he took another long lick through her pussy. She moaned out as he took yet another taste of her. "You taste wonderful." He whispered and mounted her. She looked back at him with a death glare as she felt his hooves on her back.
"What do you think you're doing?" She asked and licked her fangs, a silent warning that he understood. He gulped and made himself comfortable. His horn lit up as he casted a very quick spell, one that would number her for just a few moments. He figured the mare had never had her hymen broken, nor did he want to suffer for causing her any pain.
He aligned himself with her entrance after, his tip pressed against her pussy as he prepared to enter her. "Well, you wanted me to help and so I am. This'll hopefully end that awful burn." He whispered slyly, not wanting to raise his voice. It was likely in his best interest to not. Before she could answer, he slid into her. Switch moaned softly as he felt her pussy squeeze around his size. His spell would fade in a few more seconds. Knowing that, he slid out and gave a hard thrust. He felt something and figured that he successfully ripped it. And indeed he had. He then began to thrust as she looked back at him. She soon moaned as the spell wore off. She looked back at him as her walls squeezed tightly around him. Already trying to milk him for his seed. He smiled and wrapped is hooves around her as she moaned loudly, she had never felt something like this nor had she imagined it. Her world was hunt, feed, sleep. But now it had been invaded with a wonderfully feeling from this stallion. Who rutted her hard, his cock stretched her with every thrust. She could feel him deep inside her already. And she loved it. But with it being her first time, she also couldn't explain the build up she was feeling as he slinked in and out of her effortlessly. She moaned out again and moved her hips back with him as best as she could. He moaned as well and looked to her leaning her head back and enjoying every second.
She paned heavily as she felt something something, but in her blissful state, she could only moan and look at the stallion giving her the wonderful feeling. Switch focused his attention on pounding into her tight lovehole, forcing his way deeper each time. Each thrust brought him closer to her deepest depths. And her soaked velvety walls never ended their attack on his shaft. They gripped him with a strong vice. He soon heard a scream come from the batmare, a bit of a mix of a moan as she came all over his cock. She clenched down around him tightly as she cried out in a blissful cry of pleasure. He wasn't far behind her, his thrusting didn't end. He was hitting against her cervix, no question about it. He moaned loudly as grew closer to his own orgasm. Her endless gripping was pushing him to the edge. She was a lot tighter than she looked and he loved it. He loved every inch of her pussy. A wet slapping sound could be heard as the mare's juices trailed down her legs. Swift felt himself close as his cock began to throb inside the mare. He was about to fill nd breed her. She cried out yet again to the now night sky as he gave a final hard thrust into her. Pushing himself as deep inside her as he could manage as he came inside her. He painted her insides wet as his cum shot out and dripped down her legs. But the rest was shot in hot sticky ropes inside her womb. Filling it up with his thick essence. She panted heavily as she looked at him.
He waited a few moments before he slid out from her and onto his hooves. He was panting heavily, not nearly as much as the bat though. She was in heaven still after the hard rutting. He walked around her quietly and pulled her down into a passionate kiss on the ground. It wasn't hard to move her, she was relaxed and no longer tense. She didn't quite know what he was doing now, but she knew ponies often did this too. So she tried to mimic him. He pulled away and smiled simply at her. Having likely knocked her up. "Did I fix that burning feeling?" He asked with a sly smirk.
She smirked back and sniffed down his neck. He froze at the feeling. "partially, but there is another one I'm sure you can help with." She whispered and curiously, she kissed his neck. He shivered at the feeling, but she was learning things now. "Don't worry, I think I'll keep you around though. Incase that burning feel came back." She added in a seductive whisper. The tone caught his attention though and he sighed.
"Is that necessary, after all I did help you didn't I?" He asked and hoped she would change her mind. But to no avail, she kissed his neck again and licked her lips.
"Just hold still." She said as more of a command this time and he did as he was told. Knowing that arguing with her at this point would be futile.
Author's Note
Hope you enjoyed this little story. It probably has a few errors in it, but hey, it's a clopfic, no? If you enjoyed, please be sure to leave a comment if you did.