Unusual Love

Cold Front always had an eye for mares, especially mare’s fashion. However, he never expected to find Polkadot Patch in one of his visits to Rarity’s Boutique. There was something different about her from the beginning; something that caught his eye and his heart. She was the mare that could fill the void in Cold Front’s soul, while he was a stallion the loved everything about her existence. He was the perfect stallion to not only fulfill her purpose in life, but to do so out of love for her.

Many other stallions have come and gone for Polkadot Patch. They were always one night stands. She would be taken to a party to show off to friends or taken straight home only to be alone the night after; always back in the boutique. It always broke her heart, and Rarity had to comfort her and ensure her that she was not a rental. She nearly stopped believing in that until she met Cold Front on that fateful day. For some reason, after a short conversation with Cold Front, she knew he was the one. Maybe it was his unusual love for mare’s fashion, or his nice demeanor. Either way, once a stallion who wants to be a mare got to know the beautiful living mare suit, they knew they were destined to be together eternally.

Polkadot Patch sat on Cold Front’s bed, laying seductively like she loves to do. She flimsily ran a hoof down her chest, enticing Cold to join her. Cold blushed, but laughed.

“You’re just so eager to get started tonight, aren’t you?”

“You know how much I want someone inside of me,” Patch replied.

“You know, that would sound much dirtier if it came from anyone but you, sweetie, but you know I need to get myself brushed. You don’t have to entice me. You know I’m as eager to climb inside of you as you are to be around me,” Cold teased with lidded eyes, leaning over to Patch for a kiss.

Cold sat on his bed and ran over his coat with a brush, getting all of the knots and dirt out of his coat and mane. He wanted to be as clean as possible for Patch. It was not only an act of cleanliness for respect; respect for her cleanliness and her enjoyment. Dirty stallions made her uncomfortable, if not sick, and she always had to wash herself thoroughly afterwards, usually with Rarity’s help since her former clients rarely cared enough about her to clean her.

Cold preened his wings with his mouth, getting the dirt and ruffles out of his feathers, much to the impatience of Patch. She was still teasing him, now running her hoof down her front seam, teasingly pulling on her zipper tab, trying to get Cold to hurry up. He didn’t hold the same impatience as she did. “C’mon, sweetie, you know I’m almost done.”

Soon enough, Cold was done with his grooming. He crawled over beside of Patch and put his hoof on hers. They smiled together and blushed, both of them stroking her belly and chest. “Every night I can be with you is wonderful,” Cold said sweetly.

“And every night since you brought me home has been wonderful,” Patch replied. “Please don’t keep me waiting any longer, sweetie. Let’s be together tonight.” Cold smiled and leaned over to Patch for a kiss, holding it while both of their hooves slid up her body, towards her neck. Cold took hold of her zipper tab and slowly pulled it down her soft, purple, body, opening her up and revealing her hollow interior and lined with soft nylon. When her zipper reached her crotch, she pulled herself fully open, enticing Cold to slip inside of her. Cold removed her head and placed her aside, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, and whispering “You are such a fine, beautiful lady,” into her ear. He stroked her chest and waist one more time while she continued to teasingly run her hoof down her open zipper, causing her to moan a bit, before he was ready to finally slip himself inside of her and fill her lovely purple body with his orange stallion form.

Cold slid her flimsy body down so he could comfortably begin their intimate bonding. He then slid both of his hind legs through her opening and down the soft tubes that were her own hind legs. Cold blushed as he slowly slid her up his body, and she purred in response as she could feel him climb inside of her. His back hooves finally touched the padded ends of her hooves, and he ran his front hooves up his now purple legs, bringing a moan from both of them. One her legs was flat against his, he pulled her lower waist over his until she was covering his entire lower half. His weather cutie mark was now under her patch, and his tail was hiddenly magically as his brain now controlled the movements of her blue and cyan tail. He looked down at his lower body and smiled at the so far perfect fit, seeing her purple fur part around his stallionhood and lay beside of him flat, waiting to envelop the rest of his orange body.

“Hehe, you always find this such a turn on, don’t you?” Patched teased Cold.

“It’s hard not to get excited about being inside something as beautiful as you,” he cooed back.

Cold picked up her left arm and slid his own left front leg down hers, going slow to make sure that none of her fabric caught on the way down and damaged her along with teasing her with the slow progress. Both of them smiled and blushed as he slid her up over his elbow before pulling her shoulder over his. He tugged gently at her neck and smoothed her over his front leg before going over her left half over his. She always felt great with her soft fur, and nothing felt better than feeling her with her own hoof, something that brought a moan from both of them. He then grabbed her right half gently and slid his right front foreleg down her final unfilled limb, going as slow as before and enjoying her nylon lining slipping up and over his body.

Once he was done tugging and smoothing her into place, she laid beautifully over her. He looked down at her mare form nearly encasing his stallion body, loving how she made him look as beautiful as ever. He could see tuffs of his orange fur sticking out of the opening in her beautiful purple coat. His prominent arousal hung out above her marehood, erect from intimate experience they were having. He gave her loose chest a rub with his now purple front limb, bringing a murr from both, and then he slid their wonderful mare hooves down to his waist.

“This is always my favorite part,” Cold cooed.
“Mine too,” she cooed in response.

Cold lifted her opening and pushed his own maleness inside of her. Patch could feel the heat off of his member and blushed as he tucked it inside of her. Cold tucked himself completely in so that nothing would catch and hurt him. He reached for her zipper, smiling happily, and begin to slowly pull it up her wonderful body. She closed over his body, hugging it and changing it, first drawing closed over his belly and entrapped member, then over his chest, and finally his neck. As her purple fur drew together and buried his stallion body under her wonderful mare form, she pressed his hips and waist into a more feminine shape, pressed his bulge until it vanished, and shaped his chest until it matched her own body shape. He was now a mare from the neck down, and a beautiful one. He was her, and they loved it.

Cold looked down over the closed zipper and his new purple body and was instantly filled with joy. He picked up her head and smiled at her as their eyes met.

“You make me the most beautiful creature in the world because you are the most beautiful creature in the world. I love you, Pokadot Patch.”

“You are the most caring stallion in the world. I’ve never had someone love me so much, nor someone who wanted to be with me forever and give me a lifelong purpose. I love you too, Cold Front.”

They both closed their eyes and shared a kiss as he brought her beautiful head up to her lips. It was a deep, passionate kiss, only one true love could bring. “Ready to make me beautiful?” Cold asked, smiling and giggling softly.

“I’m ready to make you the most beautiful mare in Equestria,” Patch replied, smiling.

Cold positioned her head and slid it over his, fitting his muzzle and ears in their correct locations. He tucked the remainder of his mane into her head and buried the last of his form under her loving encasement. He zipped up the head and connected it to her body, making her whole again over him, and acting the magic of the suit. Her mind connected with his, and both of them shared control of his body, though he ultimately had priority over her movements. However, she kept priority over his biology, and all trace of his former pegasus stallion form was gone, hidden and changed by her. He now possessed her earth pony mare anatomy. They couldn’t be happier. He smiled with her smile and felt her coat with her hooves one again. He got up and posed in the mirror, loving his mare form as he always did when they shared this moment.

Cold went to his closet and found something to wear for them both. “You think a green dress would go with your coat,” Cold spoke to her through thought, “Or a nice black and white ensemble?”

Patch gave a gag at the idea of the green dress. “Are you crazy? Green and purple are a terrible combination. You should know better, silly. We’re going with black.”

“Hehe, I know. I’m just teasing you,” Cold cooed before bringing out the black and white dress and associated undergarments and slipping into them. Patch looked nothing short of fancy in Cold’s dress, and they both gushed at their look. “I think we’ll wow the stallions tonight,” Patch replied.

“You said it,” Cold replied with a giggle. “But they’ll just have to get over that fact that this mare is spoken for.”

Patch blushed at Cold’s statement. “Love you, sweet thing.”

“Love you too, my sweet purple flower,” Cold sweetly replied back. “Let’s go have a fun night tonight.” Cold and Patch left his house as one happy couple, a stallion as a mare, bonded by more than just physical contact, but the bond of love. Cold always loved putting Patch on, and Patch loved helping Cold become the best mare he could ever be. It was a match made in heaven, and one that was destined to last eternally.