Author's Note

Maid to Please takes place between Reservations and Royaltease.
This chapter brought to you by nearlyepic1 as part of the Extra Chapter Challenge.

Completely shameless. Anon is powerless against mares in skirts. Metamora is powerless against Anon. A beautiful stalemate occurs.

[Bonus][Act II] Maid to Please

“Fuck, come on,” you yell, staring at the gaggle of adorably dressed mares in front of you. Honestly, there’s no reason you should have been surprised by their response. Propositioning the royal maids for the… fourth time since you got here… was bound to go at least as badly as the first three times. Not that repetition was ever a deterrent to you. Whatever it took, you were going to get under one of their skirts. This, this was your fetish.

“You’re really surprised?” Atlas asked as he slipped in through the very door that the maids were trying to escape from. “You’ve tried to get under their tails at least twice-”

“Four,” you declared matter-of-factly.

“Four times? Sweet Celestia, I’m surprised they haven’t complained.”

“It’s cause they secretly want this dick,” you beam, gesturing to your pants, “I mean I’m surprised they’ve resisted this long. Twilight and Cornflower and… a certain someone else all submitted to my charms.”

“Yes, but none of them were on the clock when you-”

“Cornflower?”

“Fine, you’re right. But still, you should stop trying to get under their tails. One of them is bound to cause trouble, and we don’t need any more eyes looking at us.”

“Oh that’s just not true, Atlas, you know that our mutual friend likes to be watched.”

“I don’t- She doesn’t-” Atlas stuttered, “You know what, it doesn’t matter. You’re not going to fuck them and you should just drop it.”

“Atlas, are you telling me not to fuck them? Jealous again.”

“No, Anon. I’m telling you that they won’t fuck you. As important as you think you are, they value their continued employment over you.”

“Wow, that’s harsh. You can be a real jerk sometimes, Atlas.”

“I’m not a jerk, I’m a realist. You’re not going to get what you want from them. Why does it even matter, you’ve got everything you could want already.”

“Oh, I do, do I?”

You heard the lock on the door click, turning to look at Atlas as he had a concerningly mischievous look on his face.

“I said it before, and I’ll say it again. I can be whatever you want, Anon…” Atlas started, his form shifting back to the chitinous gray bugpony you had gotten to know so well.

“Still on about that? Didn’t I tell you that you’re fine as you are?”

“I’m not… You’re just saying that to get me all worked up.”

“You know I don’t have to say anything to get you worked up, bugbutt. And the thought of using you like that makes me sick.”

“You’ve given me so much love and you’re worried about using me? Come on, Anon, you know we both get something out of this.”

“Yeah, and we both still get something out of it when you’re you. I don’t see why I would want to make you disguise yourself when you’re just so sweet like this.”

“S-stop saying stuff like that… It makes me feel all weird inside.”

“What, little lovebug can’t take a compliment? Come on, you’ve taken bigger than that.”

“S-Shut up… I’m trying to do something nice for you and you’re making me feel all these things. This isn’t supposed to be how this works. Just let me disguise as whatever you want. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

“Fine, can you disguise clothes too?”

“I… I can, but that usually makes the rest of me extra sensitive.”

“That sounds like a plus to me.”

“I don’t know if I like where this is going. Anon, what are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking you can be exactly what I want right now.”

“Isn’t that what I just-”

“More than that, silly. This will give us both what we want. You want to disguise yourself as something, I want to fulfill a desire that’s been all but shattered.”

“Anon, I swear if you make me turn into one of those maids-”

“Not just one of those maids, but…”

“I appreciate your faith in me, but I can really only change to one thing. No doppelgangers or anything.”

“That’s not what I had in mind. I was thinking something a little more… close to home.”

“I’m almost positive I don’t like where this is going. Whatever you're planning, I'm sure I'm not interested.”

“Oh I’m sure you’ll love it. I’m sure you’ll make the best Changeling maid that’s ever lived.”

“You want me to-” she started, “That’s the most embarrassing possible thing you could ask!”

“Come on, it’s not that bad.”

“You want me to basically be myself except for sprouting a maid outfit, which you seem way too excited about since it’s going to make me so sensitive I’ll… I don’t want to talk about how sensitive I’ll be.”

“Yeah. I don’t know why you’re not down for it. You get to be sexy as fuck, I’ll probably make you cum like a billion times, and you still get what you wanted.”

“W-when you put it like that, it doesn’t sound so bad, but you’re going to make me feel things. You always do when it’s me that you’re fucking.”

“Who said anything about fucking you? I’d just be putting my dick in any other sexy Changeling maid. Plus you don’t understand how fucking hard those skirts made me. Honestly, I’m fairly certain the structural rigidity of my dick is probably an engineering marvel right now.”

“Is this really what you want?” she asked, nervousness in her voice.

“You know I’d stick my dick in next to anything, right? What I want is a fairly wide spectrum. But if you’re not going to let me just fuck you outright, then this is the best thing. Come on, we can even roleplay it. Do you like roleplay? I feel like you probably like roleplay.”

“S-Shut up. Of course I don’t like silly children’s games.”

“Oh, there’s nothing kid-friendly about the game we’d be playing.”

“Fine, on one condition. You can’t call me by my name the entire time. Or that stupid nickname.”

“You think it’s stupid? I… I liked it!”

“S-Shut up! It’s stupid because every time you say it I get butterflies. Every time you say it I want to be Em and not the strong, powerful Changeling I’m supposed to be. So can you please, just this once let me pretend that I’m stealing your love the right way.”

“This is important to you, isn’t it?”

She looked away from you, staring at the floor suddenly.

“It feels like I’m losing myself. Every time I’m content to just be me it feels like the me that I am is further and further from what it should be. I need to know that I can still take what I need.”

“So no feelings, no names, just sex, right?”

“Just sex. Just a meal. Nothing more,”she agreed, a green flame washing over her once more. In her place stood an ever so slightly smaller Changeling, similarly patterned to Metamora but wearing the exact uniform of one of the royal maids.

“Fuck yeah. That’s exactly what I’m talking about.”

She paused, looking up at you with the shyest look you’ve ever seen from her.

“M-m-master?” she stuttered, “I’ve come to c-clean your suite.”

“Oh, but the other maids were just here and they’ve already cleaned everything,” you played along, watching her eyes widen as she mocked embarrassment.

“Oh no… not again. I-I… was I late?”

“I dunno about that. Seems like you’re just on time uh… What’s your name, cutie?”

“C-Call me Emerald.”

Didn’t she just say she didn’t want this to be about her?

“Well, Emerald, the maids cleaned my room, but they forgot to attend to a very important housekeeping matter.”

“Oh no, did they forget to change your sheets?”

“No but it does have something to do with the bed.”

“Did they forget the pillow mints? They always forget the pillow mints and I…”

“Wait, there are supposed to be pillow mints?” you asked, momentarily distracted, “Actually forget about that. What I’m talking about is much more serious. They forgot to take care of my needs.”

“T-Take care of your needs? Do you need coffee, a newspaper, more pillows, or-”

“You,” you paused, “I need you, Emerald.”

“Master, you’re not asking me to…”

“What if I was?”

“I couldn’t! I’d lose my job if anypony ever found out!”

“Well then we better make sure nobody finds out, then.”

“I-I shouldn’t. It’s… I… I promised the Princesses I’d be a good filly. T-that’s the only reason I’m here and not in the dungeons.”

“Well what if you were a great mare instead,” you asked, circling her, “Think they’d mind?”

“M-Master!”

“Oh come on! I see you day in and day out and you’re such a fucking tease the entire time. Always wearing that skirt just a little too well, your tail trying to show me everything underneath. I can’t hold back anymore. Plus I’ve always wondered what Changeling pussy felt like. You’ve gotta be curious about me too, right?”

“I uh…” she stammered, her legs widening just a bit, “M-maybe just a bit. P-promise you won’t tell anyone?”

“I promise. Now up on the bed and spread those legs you naughty little thing.”

She complied, her tail still obstructing your view between her legs, but simply looking up her skirt was fine for the moment.

“You’re not going to keep that tail there the entire time, are you?”

“S-Sorry Master,” she apologized, her tail slowly moving to the side as she wiggled her rump at you. You could see her glistening folds clear as day. You hoped it was the roleplay that got her wet, but it could have been anything.

“Can I?”

“Y-Yes Master. Whatever you need.”

“That’s exactly what I was hoping to hear,” you chuckled, moving a hand under her skirt.

“Oh M-Master!” she squealed as soon as you came in contact with her folds.

“Hold on, Emerald, we’re just getting started.”

You fingered her gently, stroking along her marehood inside and out until your hand was sufficiently drenched. You pulled back and immediately dropped your pants and underwear.

“You want this inside of you? Think it’ll fit?”

“H-ha… Master you’re so big!”

“You think you can handle it?”

“I… Yes. Please, Master!”

“If you say so,” you answered, lining yourself up.

“I can feel it! S-So this is what c-cock feels like. It’s so wa-”

You pressed forward, interrupting her thought.

“Fuck you’re tight. Am I your first?”

She nodded.

“You mean as cute as you are no royal guard has bent you over and fucked you until you were as white as their coat?”

“N-No… Nobody pays much attention to me since I’m a Changeling.”

“Well then I’ll have to show you a good time.”

You finally bottomed out in her, feeling her seize up as her first of many orgasms overtook her. That didn’t mean you were stopping, though. No, you were only getting started. With her internal grip holding you tight, you could feel every possible sensation as you plowed into her over and over again.

“Fuck you’re good for your first time. It’s almost like you’re just pretending…”

“T-That’s silly, Master,” she giggled, “But are you getting close?”

“Y-Yeah. Where do you want it.”

“Outside. Mark me as yours, Master. Cum all over me.”
Somehow that sounded even sexier than emptying your load deep inside of her. So you pulled out and painted rope after rope against her outfit, tail, and backside. As you saturated her with your seed she came again, her entire form shaking as you finally stopped cumming.

After a minute, you felt her maid outfit disappear as she returned to her regular form.

“Thank you, Anon. I needed that.”

“Me too. Also you were so in character… I can’t believe how real that felt.”

“I’m a Changeling, that’s how it’s supposed to feel.”

“Then wanna make it feel like that again?”

“Y-you’re really asking me to-”

“Yeah. But this time it’s whoever you want.”