Blind Date

Two years ago…

“EVERYONE FORM A LINE!” my voice carried loudly, changing form into a fire breathing hydra. Fire breathed out of my current three heads, blasting at our current target.

Twin Tassel Worms.

The warband changed formed into large creatures - one of them an Ursula Major - attacked the worms.

This was our home. The hive was our sanctuary, meant to be filled with Love and Happiness. Then there were assholes - like these guys, attacks from Chrysalis, who want to destroy the very thing my little brother, the King, Thorax, built for us all.

And I’d be damned if anyone of these fuckers tear it all down!

With a loud roar, we strIked!

“Thank you again for saving the Hive, big bro.” Thorax said. We were in the throne room an hour or two after my warband dealt with the enemy. I, for one, was exhausted.

Slumped in my chair, my feet dangling off of the arm rests, head tilting back. My wings draped off to the ground.

“No problem…” I muttered. “But…”

“Oh no,” Thorax sighed, “Who messed up this time?”

I lifted my head up to give him a look.

“Aphididae. Who else?”

Aphididae was one of the female drones in the warband. I don't mind females in there, for they have shown great skill in combat and strategy… but the fucking bitch tries to hit on me in the worst possible time!

She had chosen me to be her breeder - a lot of the females chose me to fuck and breed them, especially with mating season was in a few days. Thorax won’t be around to mate due to some conference with the pony royals, leaving me here to attend the hive. Mating season was the only time we ever revert back to our old black forms.

“Well, it’s about that time...maybe you should.” Thorax suggested then. “Normally you don't have a problem with this.”

I gave him a look. “I don’t. I just don’t want to have hundreds of kids running around the Hive.”

As I said then, a swarm of the larvae zoomed across the throne room, leaving a trail of green gunk along the floor before disappearing.

“Nope!” I humphed.

Then, my brother raised a brow. “You haven’t mated since you changed. That was years ago.” He then leans in. “Are you not interested in our females anymore?”

I reached up and snapped the back of his head. “What the hell does that suppose to mean?” I growled.

He winced from that. “I’m just saying. If you’re interested in males, that’s okay. No shame in that. If you are, I encourage you to follow your heart and -”

I got up and left before I really socked him.

Mating season came around. I had locked myself in my private quarters while the rest of the hive pretty fucking much had an orgy outside.

I had a large pair of headphones on my head, loud blaring music to ignore the sounds of loud moaning - sounding like buzzing bees more honestly - laying in my nest and stared at the crystal ceiling. Slowly drifting into madness from the buzzing echoing the halls.

My doors were tripled locked so no changeling could sneak their little weaseling asses in my nest. Like Aphididae did when I woke up this morning. I was sound asleep till I felt something hot and wet along my members When I looked and there was she…

Now any other time I’d be down of getting my cocks sucked off first thing in the morning… but I kicked that bitch out of my room and locked the doors.

Any male would get off on that, I used to too, but not anymore.

Taking my phone out - one I hid underneath my nest because Thorax doesn't allow technology in the Hive (something about it defeating the purpose of what he’s trying to do among the changeling or something), and started to go through some of my old photos.

Some were just taking around the Hive, testing the camera out, some had members of my warband, the badlands… Then I came across my ex…

Trixie.

A faint smile came upon my face as I looked at the photos of us together. We started dating after I changed, she had invited me hanging out with her after one of her shows and it kinds took off from there. Yeah she was eccentric, but that was part of her Charm. Not to mention sexy as fuck.

That smiled then turned into a scowl and I began deleting the pictures of us together. Four months we dated, she cheated on me with some stagehand. Needless to say, we broke up badly.

Fucking cunt.

Anywho, thorax was right about one thing, I’m no longer interested in our females; I’m more interested in mares.

Sure I go out when I can, slept with many of them over the course of several years, but I had to change my appearance in order to do so. Changelings still have a bad reputation, and some things can’t be forgotten about us.

Something I was used to.

The casual sex was all well and dandy...but I wanted something else, more lasting. To be with someone who won’t get scared off when they see me. Not as a changeling, or a prince, just me.

“TAKE THAT, MOTHER FUCKERS!” A loud male drone screeches out louder than my music. It has gotten louder and louder till I growled.

“What the hell?!” I ripped the headphones off, threw the phone on the nest before I got up and walked towards the door. I unlocked it before sticking my head out, my eyes narrowed outside of the was the barracks where the rest of the drones slept.

I scanned the large chamber, the warband was suppose to be somewhere else, cause after kicking Aphididae out, I ordered them to move the breeding session somewhere not here.

In the far corner of the barracks, was a lone drone, still in his colorful changeling form and bright, his head was down but his hands - wearing these strange gloves, flailing around like an idiot.

Curious, I quietly flew over to him and gasped softly. The Changeling had a laptop, the screen flashing a battlefield, the gloves were connected to the machine and he wore this strange headset.

Rolling my eyes, I removed the set off of the drone, causing him to jump ten feet out of fright.

“GEEZ!” he shouted. “You scared me!”

“I thought you were supposed to be out there.” I looked at him before looking at the equipment. “Maggot-” that was actually his real name, “- you know the rule; no tech in the Hive. Thorax’s law.”

Maggot sputtered, “B-but, you’re Highness, please don’t!”

I morphed into a tentacle creature and grabbed the gear. As soon as I did that, we heard the familiar sound of female drones coming from outside of the barracks.

I raced back to my chambers and quickly shut the door and locked it back up. Maggot came at the door and pounded it with his fists.

“Sir, lemme in!” I heard the fear in his voice. “The females - the ones who haven’t mated - they’re vicious!”

“I know. That’s why I'm here and you are out there.”

“Prince Pharynx! Please!” Maggot begged. “No-no, stay back ladies, stay back! Stay back- nononononononononononono, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Sounds of the females swarmed the barracks. No doubt they were looking for me but they’ll have to settle with Maggot.

Do I feel bad that it sounds like he was being torn apart? A little, tiny bit. But I don’t want my horns to break by those crazy ass bitches.

So...RIP Maggot. Brave soldier who perished to protect his prince.

I know, I’m an asshole.

Days have passed, the season - still going on but it had died down a bit.

I munched on a carrot, the only thing I had left to eat. Three more days till this season was over, I’ve read every book, watched everything I could on my phone (pot meet kettle I know).

I was bored out of my mind. And that was my part. I came up short this year; three days of this isolation.

I turned towards the equipment - laptop, glove, and headset thing that was still sitting at the corner. I narrowed my eyes at it.

Hmm… after much considering thoughts since I have three more days of being here, might as well see what Maggot had gotten him addicted.

After it took me a while to get the wires untangled from the mess it was in. Getting the weird goggles and gloves freed and hooking the laptop up. I used the phone as a hotspot so I could get some decent internet.

When I got everything set up, I flipped the lid up and booted it up. It’s a good thing that drone kinda sucked at memorising the password because he wrote it and stuck it inside of the thing.

I started snooping around. Seeing a few games like solitaire, racing games, I looked at his browser history. He visited the same websites I’ve been in, down to the same sex sites.

The only difference was the contents.

I….I puked when I saw what that changeling liked. I mean, I like my kinks as much as the next bug…

But this fucker here got some sick twisted shit.

Was...was those two mares eating….

I puked more.

Note to self, have a talk with Maggot and question his mental psyche!

I cleared the browser history before clicking off of it. I felt like I needed a salt bath for what I’ve seen.

That’s when I saw it, on the desktop. A large letter “A”.

I hover the cursor over it and learned that the A stands for Avalon.

Curiously, I clicked on it and it pulled up the game menu.

Since I didn’t want to know what this fool’s avatar like, I created a new profile, using my username and email.

Then the game instructed to put on the gloves and goggles.

I grabbed them and studied them for a moment.

The gloves were small, black stripes with a green accent on them. The goggles were small as well. Of course, the drone was pretty much the size of a normal pony stallion.

“Fuck…” I sighed, changing my form slightly to fit into the gloves and goggles and earphones before putting both of them on.

I jumped when my eyes were seeing a blue digitize room. I took them off real quick, blinking. I looked to my room, seeing that I was still there before putting the goggles back on.

“Holy crap, this is trippy.” I muttered. I lifted my hands, expecting to touch the wall, when I saw my hands were actually white.

I could move them, wiggling my fingers, waving in front of my face. It was so freaky. I looked down at my body, it was white also.

A blank. My body was blank.

After fifteen minutes of getting used to the gloves and goggles, I still had to move on. That means using the mouse and keys to move my avatar body.

Blank avatar, that means I can customize it. And it took me right to the customization station.

When I say it was detailed, it was very detailed on how you want your avatar to be: skinny, fat, steroid built, muscled, lean; male or female; I mean it was detailed and specific on the modifications. All the way down to where if you want a big junk or not.

I tried to get everything as close as I could to what I look like in real life.

Now when it came to the species, it didn’t have much. Pony, dragon, griffon and kirin. They didn’t have any other species, no changelings, hippogriffs, cats or anything else. I was annoyed but whatevs.

I decided a pegasus because earth pony me was uninteresting, unicorn me was a close second though I couldn’t curve the horn and I would have actually buy spells using actual money to use the magic, alicorn was just way too OP for my tastes so pegasus it was.

And plus after I was done, I actually liked how close I was to my actual changeling self. Deep Teal fur with gradient pink hands and hooves, a three jeweled necklace that came close to the crests on my chest and my wings faded from teal to pink as well, my eyes were purple as well.

Next was the classes. It was limited as well: Warrior, Bard, Elementalist and Assassin. I randomly selected Bard - ‘cause why not - and went to named the character.

I almost used my real name before I stopped. “Okay...I already made this character as close as I can to look like me...that’s already pushing boundaries…” I muttered softly to myself in thought.

When I couldn’t think of a name, I hit the randomizer and it selected SilkBlackRose3641.

Got nothing better and entered Avalon.

Now…

I eagerly waited for my holosuit to come in from the mail. Took me a while to come up with enough bits to buy such suit but from what Blacklight told me - an assassin I came across on Avalon - she told me countless times that this suit made playing the game better.

What interested me the most was what I read up about it, how sensitive the sensors were on the suit.

If it was true, I wanna tested on Blacklight.

I know it isn’t her name, but I’ve gotten to know Blacklight these past two years I’ve played the game. Gotten close.

We voice chatted a lot so I know she’s a she.

Do I know what she looks like? No, she didn’t want to, I asked her if she wants to hook up in RL but I could tell she was afraid of meeting someone online. And I wouldn’t blame her, meeting a complete stranger online is dangerous.

I never met her cause I didn’t know if she would like me still if she were to know that I’m a changeling.

As I waited by the mail slot for the suit to arrive, Thorax approached me.

“Hey big bro.” Thorax smiled. “What are you doing out here?”

“Got something in the mail, I wanna get it as soon it gets here.” I told him, adjusting my jacket. It was starting to get cold at the hive and it was aching me at the joints.

“Ooh, what is it?” he asked, pressing me.

“Its called nunya.”

“Nunya?”

“None of ya business.” I snorted.

Thorax chuckled before tilting his head to the side, watching me as I rubbed my shoulder.

“Too much training?”

“Something like that.”

After a few awkward moments of silence later, Thorax spoke again. “Breeding season’s over the corner again. You gonna participate in it?”

I shrugged. “Maybe.” Hard pass.

He frowned. “Pharynx, you know what happens if you prolong the breeding.” Before Thorax could preach, the package arrived by mail pony.

“Prince Pharynx?” the pegasus read the large package note.

I grabbed the box with my magic and left before my brother could stop me.

I eagerly ripped the box open and pulled out the holosuit from within. I had it made into my size, along with the gloves and goggles so I wouldn’t have to shapeshift into a smaller version of myself again. Princess Luna size I think it was the size.

I waited to very early - around fourish in the morning after my patrol before logging on, entering chat and told Blacklight I had it.

I had to strip down to my bare skivvies and pulled the suit on. The feeling felt like silicone, gliding across my body as I put it on, fitting over the large wing covers, the gloves fit just right and the goggles - I still had slight trouble putting it over my horns but I managed.

I logged on.

IDENTIFICATION:

“SilkBlackrose3641.” I answered.

IDENTIFICATION: SILKBLACKROSE3641, ACCESS GRANTED. WELCOME BACK TO AVALON.

It took me to where my avatar was left off of when I last logged out. Out in the lush, green fields just outside of the large empire of Avalon.

The first thing I noticed was the breeze the game was coming off at. It felt so life like it was uncanny!

“Wow,” I muttered, aweing at the tech. Though I couldn’t see the holosuit from the goggles, I wore my legendary armor - though it was light armor since Bard was a musical light class, I made it to where it could win fights and even fight huge monsterous dungeons. Don’t let the flute and guitar fool ya, these guys can put you on your ass quick.

I mean, I still have a sword and with the suit I can also put into my actual combat into the game.

Holy shit this suit felt amazing, even the grass felt life like.

I flapped my pegasus wings, feeling the breeze and the actual motion - I almost forgot, the suit has a slit so if I do ended up spreading my wings - my actual wings, I could do that without having to press a button.

“Enjoying yourself?”