A new hole fixed

”No one…. No one at all.” He sighs. It been so long time that it feels like years, but probably it only been an hour or two. Luke has no sense of time, even if he can see the sun. In the Hive there was no sunlight to tell the time. But it wasn’t needed when you listened and followed the queen blindly. But if you were in need to know the time, you just asked a guard. There was no need to know what time it was like it is in the forest.

He continues walking down the open path he found. His stomach growls as his hunger is yet to be satisfied by love. The forest seems empty. No sign of any creature and not a single sign after the little timberwolf pup he met earlier today as he walked. Maybe because she is so tiny that her wooden paws don’t make a pawprint in the forest dirt.

He had really scared her away with his disgusting changeling behaviour to feed her love through sexual intercourse with her innocent mind. Still it was she who started licking his little erection, but it was he who first got aroused, still it was she who made him aroused… He was born.

Luke stomps in the ground. He wants to be angry to himself, against his mother. But he can’t be it now. He must find the pup instead of standing there, being angry and sad. Tears rolls of his cheeks as he starts running between the trees of the seemingly infinite forest. Is there anything else then the forest and wasteland in the world?

He slows down quickly and walks as he starts taking control of his own feelings. Opening his mind so he doesn’t miss a piece of track and can find her again. Two nearly equal sounds reach his ears. It is far away, but close enough that he can hear it. Even with the experience from his hours in the forest and his meetings with two creatures to not follow sounds, he is curious if it can be some help to his problems. Making his way towards the sounds.

As he comes closer to the source it gets clearer what it is for sound he is hearing. A mating call. Not so different from the jokes other changelings did in the hive. Against him and his life of being the only virgin.

Jokes wasn’t something only he got. Changelings are like the ones making mean jokes, but when it is true that he hasn’t fucked in any position, any gender or as any specie it hurts more then it should. He has asked himself when he will get the chance to fuck, but the one chance he got with the pup, he fucked the chance. He isn’t angry though. If he cam further with his rape it would had broke her completely. He must show that he isn’t like that. That he isn’t like a changeling.

The sounds get louder, and it is obvious they are for one specific occasion. Between the thick leaves in the dense forest he can see a glimpse of a big red scorpion. It is soon companied by another scorpion tail coiling around it.

Moving closer he can see to where the tails lead to. The asses of two Manticores having some heated fun. The female Manticore has it rear high and head low as the male moves his hips against hers. The sounds and smell of natural lubrication fills the open spot they fuck in. Both seems to adore it and Luke can already feel the love he’s eating from their intercourse. Their love is tasteless because he isn’t involved in their share of love. Still it will do to feed him and make him think straighter.

The scene before is something new for him. The male Manitcore is furiously thrusting into the female and his hips smacks loudly into hers. It is some rough fucking, but she fucking loves it. Her mane stands in every direction and moves with the male’s thrusts. His mane is the same as hers.

Luke only has to take one step to the right to be able to see the male two barbed cocks. One quickly moving in and out from her opening and the other moves against her hip. Either he couldn’t aim both, or he wants his white cream to paint her yellow coat. Luke will know soon as they seem to have start reaching their edge. The female Manticore roar and the male responds by biting her neck and burrow his claws in her legs. His roughness is more pleasuring then painful for her and can’t hold it. She cums and squirts over him. He can’t hold it and cums with her. A big and strong load fills her.

When it’s full inside the rest shoots out on the ground and a small drop is able to reach Luke’s face.
Luke simply wipe if off and licks it without letting his eyes look away. The act is too entrancing for a young changeling that it almost become the only thing.

The Manticores aren’t done yet though. They still have a stamina and they do this because of pleasure rather then offspring. The male’s cocks quickly become hardened and this time he tries to insert them both. He is lucky and get them both inside.

The male Manticore grips the females hips and slams his two cocks deep in an instant. He’s rough and everything that’s the nature of a Manticore. Their moan is deafening all other sounds and the area is loud.

Splash after splash he takes her mate in her pussy, just as she loves it. Her whole body and mostly her crotch tingling with leg shaking pleasure vibrations. It is a miracle she is even able to stand up.

They won’t be able to hold this too long sadly. The male is already letting his sperm be in the end of his cock. Just waiting for him to get a second burst and release. But, Luke doesn’t feel like trying his chances to see if he gets covered in semen. Or does he. He doesn’t know.

He walks away and back on a nearby path. Letting that thought remain in his mind for now and let the sounds calm down behind him. He must remember to find the pup before the night. He is concerned about her, even if she has much better survivability in the forest then him. This can be the day she needs help from a Changeling. Help from a Luke.

Though, now his happy and his belly full of love. Now he believes there is no chance he will forcefully by need of hunger sexually attack her and make her run. If he already didn’t fuck her puppy mind with his cock.

He shakes his head. It came out wrong and weird. He wouldn’t actually.. Not really take and..

“Meep.” He stops and perk his two ears, carefully listening around the area. That sound is very familiar to him and nothing he will be able to forget easily because of all the history stuck with the sound. The first sound that calmed him down since he entered the forest.

“Puppy. Here. I am sorry. I wasn’t myself.” He spins around. His eyes and ears searching for her position. She can’t disappear again. When she is this close. “Hello.. I’m here. To beg for your forgiveness. I didn’t really want to do it. I was hungry. Hungry for love.” He gets no answer. “Hungry for love.. just like a changeling. Like a fucking changeling.” It is too late. If it now was her, she is now gone.

Slowly and overwhelming sad he continues to walk on the path. Did she play with his mood, or didn’t she want to be with him no more? She seemed too had liked him when he first met. Like he was the only thing she felt comfortable to see. Something new and none threatening.

“M-maybe she didn’t hear me. Was busy doing something else and just didn’t know I was there. Or she knew I was there and wanted to surprise me later.. Or.” He mumbles to himself. The last thing is the most obvious. She doesn’t want to meet him after what he has done.

Still he can’t go back to the Hive. Even if he found it, he would possible be witness things he doesn’t want to think of that is worse then the forest. He is just inexperienced. That is why he is walking right into a wet ground. He lifts his hoof covered in mud.

“Shit. Uh.” He decides to continue. How can it become worse then it is now for him? Nothing. He has reached the bottom. No one to talk to, no one to be with, no one to save him from the future he is given. He might just become a paranoid changeling. Scaring creatures with just his words.

That is what he thinks as he splats around in the mud. Trying his best to get out of it with his tiny legs.

“Stupid world. Stupid mud. Is there anything that isn’t STUPID!” He screams. Annoyed by the fact nothing is really going his way. That food maybe isn’t as useful as it first seemed. He has more energy. More energy to scream out his pain to a forest that will respond with lots more of it.

“Stupid. AHHh. Uh.” He trips over a root sticking up from the ground under the mud and slips with the other hoof. Falling head down first in it and sink himself down in the mud. “MMM Huh.” He is about to scream but stops himself and sighs. Mud sinks in and covers his black body like a cocoon around ponies. Cocoons he has seen hanging in the hive. Never been used at all.

He gets up. The root brushing against his rear. He can promise that his rear isn’t that low to touch the root and that he had at least fallen far from it not to have it there at all. He turns around to see where to kick, to kick the root away. That’s not going to happen. The root is not a root at all and in reality the tail of a Cragadile that has awaken from its slumber and is facing him.

Luke freezes in place. He’s dead. Food for a beast while covered in mud. Crushed by the gigantic jaw and sharp teeth. The Cragadile looks him directly in his scared eyes. Showing him just how fierce and ready it is to snap him in pieces.

It does everything, except eating him. It simply turns around and leaves him for its own need to look for food. Then why not him. He is so delicious and must be the easiest to digest in the forest. Then why isn’t he?

He doesn’t move anything. Maybe it can’t see him while he is still. It must be something as the Cragadile leaves him there, covered in mud and looks like a larger stone thrown in. He doesn’t get it, but he is thankful it happened, or he would be living in a warm, lapping balloon.

When the coast is clear from Cragadile and Manticore, he shakes himself from mud and continues his way through the mud. He is lucky but maybe next Cragadile won’t be as stupid and see. He quickly trips over another… root. This time it is a root. Pulled up from the mud. He exhales happily. Taking much more care as he walks to the end of the mud. Shaking his hooves from the brown goo.

“Uh.” He sighs and use his weak magic to wipe off the rest mud that’s stuck around his body.

A large bush on his left rattles quickly. Catching his attention. Then another one on his right. Left again and right back to right. For every time they rattle it gets more of his attention away from anything else and makes him cover in fear. A Cragadile? A Manticore? A Changeling? Anything else there is that he hasn’t met before? It is something stalking him from all ways. He can’t go anywhere and makes himself ready for his end. Closing his eyes to not see the beast slamming its jaws around him.

“Ehhh. Ahhhh.” The stalking creature breathes. It leaves the bushes and comes closer. At this point Luke has already given up because he knows nothing he can do will work.

“Meeep.” Her cute high-pitched sound comes from in front of him. Though, can it really be her. Last time it wasn’t, maybe. It can be a decoy to make him look. But it isn’t much worse blind or not and he slowly opens his eyes. Opening them to see his little Timberwolf cub “friend.”

She sits before him, her tail moving back and forth on the wet ground. “Meep.” She tilts her head and looks him in the eyes. It really is her and not some random cub.

“You’re.. back. I’m so sorry for what I did to you. It is hard for changelings to control…” He explains as he frowns with ears tucked back. He starts to let the memories he blocked to flow through his mind. It is now him and her only. Not any of those deadly creatures. “I was just hungry and horny. I couldn’t really get myself satisfied in any of the two on my own. I can’t relieve myself.” He explains to her even though he isn’t sure she understands him.

Changelings aren’t being taught how to masturbate in the hive from their mother’s strict law. Changelings will not pleasure themselves to relieve their lust. They will not do it when there are other ways to pleasure. Changelings have all the abilities to get it with ease and if it isn’t easy, they are able to take what they want raping. Can’t Changelings masturbate, Changelings can fuck more. It is said that they only do it because it can hurt, but Luke knows that isn’t the truth. He looks back up at the pup and a smile crosses his face.

“Changelings are weird right? I want to be like you.” He says with his choice of tone at the sad side. When he thinks about it, it is true. Changelings are bad.

The pup who seems to understand everything jumps on him and starts to slurp her sappy leaf tongue around his face. Making him break up in chuckles as it feels weird for him, in a good way. For what he knows, she isn’t mad at him anymore. Something had changed because of him or her own mind. He wonders who it can be.

“Are we ok? Hehehi. A. Uh. Are we good?” He asks as his faced gets raped by the tongue lapping around his face. He has nothing against it though. He is just happy she is happy. “You want to hear what I’ve been through without you? It been a mess. I saw Manticores have some... fun and then I faced a Cragadile in the swamp behind us.” He says and then reminds himself they aren’t in a good spot.

“Umm. Should we..” He says before she stops licking and turns around. Meeping once as a way to show he shall follow before she trips away. Her female gift on view before his eyes. “Oh..” Luke follows in silent.

It feels like a long time without no way to know the time but after a little while they reach a pile of dirt and sticks. It looks handmade. Pawmade. Made of a small and inexperienced builder. Exactly like the pup crouching her way inside. Luke takes in the architecture of the pile and then makes his way inside. For once he is happy being a changeling. The sticks would be painfully scratch him otherwise. He crawls inside weirdly. He isn’t created to go so low and agile, but it works somehow. It is deep and he feels like he is going slightly downwards. How does it look like in there and will they fit? He reaches a larger dome and the pup sits there. Crawling out from the tunnel.

He made one of the most stupid decisions in his life. Standing up and nearly wrecking the den but gets stuck instead with his ass in the tunnel. He struggles careful not to pull down the place.

“Ohh. I believe you can rebuild it.” He says with his belly full of embarrassment of his action. The pup tilts her head when she looks at him. Not showing if she is mad, serious or happy and he doesn’t know how to respond to this.

“I’m sorry. I sit here.” He says in embarrassment and blushes by his accident and unsure of the pup’s reaction to it. He wiggles some more just to try and free himself without breaking a piece of the den. Exhaling deeply in relief. “At least I’m free and just a little did I destroy.” He says and rubs his leg. Sitting down in front of her. But now he doesn’t know what to do and stares at her to start do something.

The moment that shares between the two differently created creatures sitting together in a small and nearly wrecked den is new, beautiful, wonderful. Maybe even some sexual. At least from one of them.

“What now then.? I actually starts to be hungry and..” He says embarrassed and ready. But she isn’t getting up to move out. He watches her tail sway back and forth along the ground. He can’t look away from her and he can feel his starts to grow. She jumps closer to him on her rump. Luke doesn’t know what to do. What if she knows. Will she do the same? He blushes deeply. “Uuu.” He doesn’t know what to do when she moves closer. She must know at this point.

“I am s-sorry. I know you don’t like it and so, but I can’t help it.” He explains and closes his eyes. He is so embarrassed what she can see that he can’t look at her. Now she can bite him or kick him as he wants. She can even leave him again or even…. Lick his sheath. That is not what he waited. It feels good.

“No, wait. T-that wasn’t what I mea.. meant. What about my.. my growling stomach then. N-nothing special. I am starting to get hungry. L-love. Mmm. Goood.” He moans out occasionally in his words when her leafy tongue laps over his sheath and erecting cock tip. It all came from nowhere from her. Just like before. But she has to know what it is now. She should.

His cock grows large to his chest in seconds. Almost as thick as his legs and long as his body it grows for her to take more of him. The more of his that is out of the sheath the better it feels. He can’t hold on for long with her zapping his small cock with pleasure jolts from where her tongue laps over his flesh.

“Nnngh. Fuck me.” He says as his body tenses up and twitches. He can’t control his movement as it feels like an internal earthquake of pleasure through his body. Soon he bursts out his white semen onto the dark ground. Luckily or unluckily the pup licked his underside and makes him miss her body completely. He barely holds himself up above her when she licks his itching sensitive tip for his cum. Panting for all he can.

When she’s done, she goes back and looks up at him with big eyes. Making out a loud meep to him.

“You… want to..” He says with a guess what she wants now. It is soon answered as she shows off against him. Flashing his eyes with her female Timberwolf pussy. She wants to get fucked and he can’t believe it. Moving closer with shaking legs. Slowly mounting her one leg at a time and lets her hold him up. Moving his hips forward and feels her lips teasing his tip. Moving further closer and rubs his cock over her pussy. He gets to fuck. He gets to penetrate and feel a pussy.

Thump Luke falls to the ground as his support is gone. Crushing his cock between him and the soft ground. He looks to the pup facing him. He already understands what happened.

“You don’t want to get penetrated. That’s it. Just lick and rub” He says and sighs. He had his belief that she wanted to fuck with him but when it is clear she doesn’t, he can’t say he isn’t a little sad about it. Still he gets up and confirms with a nod he will not try penetrating. She flashes him again with her parts and he slowly move in. Slowly moving a hoof up to rub neither lips.

“At least I can rub. That is… maybe also fun.” He thinks. Stroking higher up and smears her tiny wetness on her lips. The juice she leaks is stickier in substance then he heard female will have. He only learned about ponies and their anatomy though.

She starts to moan as he rubs her. Just like him she is inexperienced in her movements and can’t hold on for much long. By that he decides to continue and slowly leans his head forward. He stops with her leaking pussy just before his eyes. He blushes and hesitates to start licking. Her moans tell him she wants him to start please her.

He lets out a little bit of his changeling tongue and starts lapping over her pussy. Starting at her log body and going up. The hard tree structure of her body replaces by her soft lips against his soft tongue. He stays there on her outer lips like he tries to stay away from her wet hole. He knows he can’t stay like that forever because it is just teasing.

With a deep inhale he closes his eyes and goes in slowly to her pussy middle. It gets more wetter then he feels the empty room at his tongue tip. Quickly he pushes it in. The taste of her is… good. His eyes fly open in surprise. Better than he expected. Better then… He doesn’t care if he can’t fuck now.

“MmMm -Slurp- MMmmahh.” He sounds when he laps at her pussy. Taking her fantastic taste every time and makes her squirm and moan. He burrows his tongue further inside, pushing past her outer parts for her wet tasty treasure inside.

He cannot hate it. He likes it. No, he loves it. He loves it so much that he grabs around her legs and pushes his face deeper into her pussy and she seems to love it as well by her louder moans and even humps back. Soon she will burst onto his face and he just lick. The structure of her inside is felt around his tongue and her clenches are untrained. Trying its best to grip onto and pull his slithering tongue in.

It doesn’t take long at all and she cums. Her Timberwolf juices splashing onto his face when he separates his mouth with her pussy.

“It feels so weird. Hehe.” He says and giggles. It feels good for him to be cummed on. Not because the wetness or the aroma and taste being all over him. He can’t tell what, but it feels good to be cummed on. He licks it off quickly and watches her turn around to lick what is rest of him.

“Hehe. O.. Hehe. Ok. It is good now.” He sits down on the ground and laugh. They are both so happy for what they have experienced with the other.

“Guess we had fun didn’t we.” He says and moves a hoof to rub on her log chest. She doesn’t respond negative to it and continue slurping into his face. It makes him feel so warm inside and smile, almost smirk.

“I guess we are going to have a lot of fun you and me.” He says and rubs down as far as he can on her body. It is teasingly close for both of them and she even tries to move against it. Until she runs past him. Stopping at the tunnel to see if he follows.

“Yep. Time for food.” He says and nods. He has a lot to learn but what she does is easily understandable. He gets up and follows her through.

“I guess we’ll have a lot of fun you and me. Nothing like I had with the others back there. But we are like butter and sandwich, like stone and moss, like..” He smiles. “Mates.”