“Jeez, this place is huge,” you marvel, “I am so completely lost.”

“How do you think I was able to find my way around the castle so easily.”

“It’s so empty though. Like I figured it’d be, I dunno …busier?”

Metamora’s expression soured. She looked at the ground and sighed.

“Aphelion, how many of us are left?” Metamora asked of the drone beside you.

“L-Less than eight hundred in the hive.”

“That, Anon, that’s why it’s so empty. This hive was built for fifty thousand.”

“Why would you build such a big hive if there are so few of you?”

“The hive was almost too small when it was built hundreds of years ago.”

Was she saying what you thought she was saying?

“What happened?”

“The same thing that happens to any species that has no natural habitat. Either death, or evolution.”

“Fuck that’s…” you had no words.

“…just the way that it is, I try not to get too hung up on it.”

You decided to just let that conversation die as you kept walking through the dim hallways of the hive. Instead you took note of the space itself; walls that were freeform but still held some intention of uniform design, a cavernous ceiling dotted with green light that cast everything in a dim glow. It was kind of eerily beautiful, just like someone else.

Metamora finally slowed down, finally turning into a small room in a hallway lined with identical doors. You followed quickly with the drone hesitating at the threshold before she too decided to come in. You watched Metamora as she jumped up on the raised surface in the middle of the room, turning to face you with an infectious smile on her face.

“What are we gonna do on the bed, Anon?” Metamora asked in a sing-song voice. That minx, she knew exactly what you were about to do.

“Sleep?” you joke, “Yeah, that sounds good.”

“Oh Anon… Surely you need something to help you fall asleep…”

“Wait, you have Ambien in this universe? Yeah, I’ll take two.”

You looked back to her, realizing that she had turned around, waving her hips enticingly at you

“Fuck, Em…” you groan, immediately feeling life breathed into your dick.

“Yes!” she agreed, “Do exactly that!”

“Actually…” you pause, “Remember that part earlier about things you do on your bed when no one is watching…”

“Anon! I’m not going to touch myself for your amusement!”

“Em, if you make yourself cum right here and now, I will fuck you so hard that even Applebees over there will pass out. And I won’t be gentle this time.”

She hesitated slightly, looking back over her shoulder.

“Promise?” she asked hopefully.

“Promise. Now get to it.”

She wordlessly rolled over and laid back on the firm surface of her bed, her hind legs spreading wide to give you a spectacular view.

“Fuck… As hot as ever, Em.”

“Nhh…” she whimpered, “You’re just saying that!”

“Not in a million years. I love you, Em.”

She squealed at that, her back briefly arching off the bed. You watched as one of her front hooves snaked its way down between her legs, stopping just short of its target.

“Hive, you’re really going to make me do this?” she asked.

“You know I can’t make you do anything.”

She whimpered something unintelligibly, her hoof finally making contact. At first she gently pressed against it, reveling in the pressure against her. She quickly began experimenting with other techniques, first rubbing in gentle circles that spread her ever so slightly, showing off her glistening green interior. With further iteration she found a more pleasurable technique with gentle linear strokes up and down the length of her slit. After a few passes, she hesitated at the top, pressing in ever so slightly more and earning herself a shudder of pleasure.

Her breathing was audible now, with the occasional grunt or moan mixed in, often as the tip of her hoof ground against her winking clit.

“Ah,” she shivered, “P-Pharynx!”

“Oh my god, Em! What the fuck!” you scream, watching her chuckle, covering her mouth with a hoof.

“Oh Pharynx… Come fuck me with your huge bug cock. It’s the only thing that will ever satisfy me…” she teased as she continued tracing a hoof along her moist slit.

“You know what, fuck you,” you grumbled, “Maybe I’ll go take my dick somewhere it’s appreciated. C’mere Apotheosis, ever sucked a cock this big before?”

“Hey!” Em growled, stopping the motion of her hoof, “Don’t you fucking dare!”

“Nah, it’s okay. You can go have fun with bloodhair. I’m sure Apraxia can keep me busy while you’re out.”

“Ugh! I can’t even make… without you…” she whined, “You’re so mean!”

“Relax, Em…” you chuckle, “I thought it was hilarious, as soon as I realized that you were joking. You were joking right?”

“What do you think?” she screeched, once again starting to trace her marehood with a hoof, “You think I’m lying here touching myself just for fun?”

“Well I mean…”

“Anon!” she huffed, her hips moving slightly against her hoof, “You idiot. I’m doing this because of you. Changelings don’t masturbate. This is all because I want to make you happy.”

“Wait, you’re not. Apparatus, is that true?”

The diminutive drone snapped to attention, looking at you briefly before nodding solemnly.

“That’s the saddest thing I’ve ever heard. Why wouldn’t you… I mean on the one hand it feels so good…” you stopped.

“Why would we?” Metamora asked rhetorically, “There’s no benefit to it. It just wastes energy.”

“Fuck, if I didn’t do things just because they were a waste of energy…” you laughed, “Well, I’d probably be a lot more boring at least.”

“Just…” she sighed, looking away, “Come here and tell me I’m doing a good job.”

“Oh Em,” you purred, “You’re doing a great job.”

“R-Really?” she asked, her breath hitching as she pressed the tip of her hoof against her clit.

“Yes, really. I could cum just from watching this. Fuck, I want you so bad.”

“Then come get me!” she whined, “What are you waiting for?”

“You know the rules…” you snickered, “Plus I need you as worked up as possible if my evil plan is going to work. I’m going to wind you up and turn you into a sex-fueled supernova destroying the entire hive!”

Aphelion’s eyes flew wide as it looked like she was about to run off to warn everyone of the danger.

“He’s joking!” Metamora quickly added, calming the nervous drone just a bit.

“Yeah, from my calculations,” you paused, grinning wide, “I’d need about… two Changelings for that kind of destruction. What do you say, Appetizer?” You stared at her and licked your lips.

“Anon!” Metamora chided, “Aphelion, don’t listen to him.”

“Oh come on, can’t you guys take a joke?” you asked, pausing as you realized something else, “Hold on, Em… you didn’t stop for that… Feeling good now?”

“S-Shut up.”

“Oh my god! You’re a fucking natural,” you applauded, sneaking up closer to her. She was lost in her motions, frantically rolling her hips against her hoof. You took advantage of her inattention to sneak onto the bed beside her, just enough room for you to lay on your side next to her. You reached out with one arm, wrapping around her and pulling her towards you as your other arm snuck underneath her to form a loose hug.

“Ah!” she moaned, “W-What are you doing?”

“Hey…” you responded, grinning, “Don’t mind me, just getting a little closer to the action.”

“Y-You’re the worst. I can feel your dick poking me. Why can’t you just-”

You kissed her gently on her cheek, watching her arch her back as her hoof only became more frantic.

“A-Anon… Please s-say it…”

“Say what?”

“You know what! Come on, push me over the edge!”

“Oh…” you realized, “Heh… I love you, perv.”

She squealed, her legs twitching loosely and the rest of her squirming against the bed, against you. You managed to tilt her head to the side and plant another kiss right on her lips right as she was starting to calm down. As suddenly as your kiss, she started shaking twice as hard as before, trying to make all manner of sounds against your mouth as she thrashed wildly. You held her tight as she rode out her mostly self-inflicted orgasm, taking stock of what a truly magical lover you held in your arms.

“See, that didn’t seem like a waste of energy to me,” you called out, “Don’t you think so Apothecary?”

The drone cowered in the corner, somehow looking both terrified and completely turned on.

“Shit if you thought that was something, you won’t believe what happens next,” you laughed.

As soon as you finished saying that, you felt a force hit you. Somehow where you were previously holding Metamora, now she was holding you, and she quickly pulled you to the center of the bed, rolled you onto your back and straddled you, her still dripping nethers close enough that you could feel the unexpected warmth on your dick.

“Please?” she asked, looking to you for approval that she knew she was going to get. You just nodded. Instantly you felt that warmth turn from a gentle ambiance into a powerful, visceral heat. Metamora descended on your shaft all the way to the hilt with no resistance. As soon as you bottomed out in her and felt the weight of her hips come to rest against you, you pulled her against your chest, squeezing your arms around her.

“Hive I waited too long for this,” she hissed, locking eyes with you. You bucked your hips once, driving her up and then letting her fall back down on your shaft. She darted forward and kissed you, a frantic energy to her motions as she draped her hooves over your shoulders to steady herself. You leaned into her, driving yourself in and out of her rhythmically. You couldn’t stop watching her eyes the entire time. Where once they were a cold, arctic blue they were now light pink fading to white at the edges. The same color pink as…

You spoke too soon. The first trails of that orb started to dance around you, growing more and more intense. You were having trouble making out the room around you between the lattice of energy, drawing nearer to your own peak as the energy around you crescendoed as well. She tightened around you, moaning into your kiss. Then, just as you exploded inside her, the ball of energy around both of you did the same, filling the room with a blinding light.

After a minute of transcendental bliss, you returned to reality.

“Hha… That was a lot of love mister Anon…” Aphelion giggled from across the room, falling to her side and twitching softly.

“Shit, Em…” you realize, “I think we broke Apprentice.”

“There you go again… You’ve gotten her lovedrunk. Just like our first time.”

“Hey!” you correct, “both times a Changeling got drunk off my dick it was your pervy magic that did it.”

You looked over to the lovedrunk drone next to you, who had managed to get back to her hooves, albeit shakily.

“H-hey… uh… You know that part where I’m supposed to be watching you?” Aphelion chirped, staring intently at your dick as she sauntered over to the bed, “Well I think I can do that better if I had a certain vantage point.”

“You little shit. So much as touch him and I’ll rip your wings off and eat them.”

Aphelion shivered at the thought, instantly looking away.

“Oh come on, Em… There’s enough of me for both of you. I promise I still love you.”

She hiccuped, eyes glowing pink for a brief moment as she looked to the drone and back to you.

“Fine. But only because I l-” she sighed, “Only because I like you.”

“Then come here you two…”

Author's Note

Told you we were back to the fun stuff. And now you're likely to see Anon getting a bit more adventurous with his asks of Em...

...She loves it though, not that she'll ever admit that to anyone.