You turn away from him suddenly. "All better?"

Nick inhales slowly, sides swelling with air. "Much... But why'd you stop?" He stepped in next to you, so large. "You were doing great. Is it, are you tired?"

You felt about the opposite of that! "Actually...." Your tail wags behind you without your permission. "Can we talk? Privately?"

Tom stands up at the stable suddenly, the chair he had been sitting in sliding back with the motion. "I can tell where I'm not needed. You need help with the back?"

Nick cringes. "Shit. They say a real friend..." Helped hide a body, which is exactly what was going on. That you weren't thinking too hard about that was slightly unnerving, but your thoughts are on something else. "If you can, thanks. I owe you one."

"You owe me more than one and you know it." Both of the other guys went into the back, to take care of the mess?

Sally pats both ponies on the head. "Kicking me out, I see how it is... I'll see you again, later, when you aren't so confused."

That leaves you alone with Nick. "C'mon." He leads the way towards his room. You've seen his room, but you never had much reason to hang out in it. Suddenly you did... You feel warm and a little out of breath, but not in an entirely bad way.

Crap.

You're old enough to know what that was. You'd felt it before, from the guy perspective. You were falling head right over heels, er, hooves. You wanted to... You were young, in hormones and body, and you were ready to prove it, even if both were given to you without anyone asking. As if anyone asked before you got it the first time. You tuck your new tail in tight as if hiding it would be enough to make it go away. "The signs are kind of obvious now..." He had little horse statues in places that you'd written off as a random quirk.

"Horses are comfortable." He rears up and nudges at one of the figurines of a galloping mustang. "We aren't horses, to be clear."

"Horses are... bigger? And talk less." Two points for not being a horse, sorta. They also don't have horns, but bringing that up felt silly.

"Yeah." He turns back towards you. "You must have a lot to ask about, so ask. I did this to you... I owe you that."

A flash of irritation bubbles in you. "If everything worked exactly as you planned it, what then? I suddenly have hooves." You raise one of those new hooves at him. "And I celebrate over a drink? Pretty sure I'd be kinda mad!" It was hard to be properly irritated at Nick, though you were trying. "You owe me a lot to even start. Even if we ignored the horse parts, which I'm not, you also casually lopped off a few important bits." You glance back at your female rump, lacking any male adornments. "And you did that on purpose!"

"W-what? I had no idea..." He backpedals away from you, eyes wide.

But you're walking in with him. "Don't give me that. You so did it on purpose. You made me have none and basically took it all for yourself." Your pointing lowers to between his furry legs. "Enough for two, hm? You think I didn't see? I saw! I see!"

He suddenly grasps your cheeks in his hooves. "I'm really sorry. I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you."

You want to be angry, but his scent is on you, and his grasp is so soft and... Dang it. "I'm not a kid! This is all leading to a very obvious place." Instead of angrily storming off, you pout in indignance.

"Is it a bad place?" He gently nuzzles your puffed up cheek. "Whatever you want to do, I want to do."

Why was he being so dang nice and perfect? "And if I say I want to walk away and never see you again?" The very thought sent a shiver down your spine. No! You couldn't do that!

"Then I'd let you. I'd even help you... You need a new purpose if you're already throwing me away. I don't want you to die, or get hurt."

Dang it... "And... if I don't?"

"Then we do something here?" Nick inclined an ear. "I won't lie. You were a nice old guy before, and you're a very pretty mare right now. I'm having confused feelings too."

"And if you had your way?"

"I'd ask if you wanted to do what I think we both want? And if yes... do that... and if no, probably kick you out of my room, and find something else to do. Watch some movies?"

You can't help but laugh at the suggestions. "I may be confused, but that I am not in the mood for."

Something touched your ear, and Sally wasn't there. No, it was Nick. He had closed his mouth around an ear and was chewing and it didn't hurt as much as one would expect, instead kind of relaxing. "Even if our relationship changes, or not, I want us to be friends."

Ah ha, you figure it out. He's living up to his own thing. He's being super loyal. Damn him if that wasn't working though... You adjust your footing, and something thumps as a great weight descends on you. He just jumped on you!

"We can stop right now." He nuzzles at the back of your head and neck and it feels so warm and tingly. "Or not."

Or... not... "Look! If I'm on this side of the fence... Aren't they supposed to want a little, I dunno, foreplay?"

"You are not a woman. You are a mare." He nips at you, clomping his teeth on your furry hide in just the right way. "Different needs. You are giving all the signals that you're ready, right now. But it's up to the sexiest organ you have."

Wait, what? "I don't have any breasts." Horses didn't come with those, you were pretty sure?"

"Your brain, stupid." He thumps his nose against your head. "Up to that. You decide. We push on, or we back off."

Part of you wants to scurry away from the obviously horny thing on you. Another is curious and another is just horny itself. Two wild, horny animals in a room, doing what horny animals did... This was not at all what you had planned in the morning. "I've seen you!"

"I bet you have... Why?"

"I do not want to be split in half." Nick was not small! He wasn't even medium. He was a big pillar of masculinity, all the masculinity you lost, right there with change. "I avoided getting hurt in that fight, would be stupid to do it to myself now."

"Then trust me." He bit the beck of your neck, licking through the soft fur. "I will be so careful."

It didn't help, or it helps a lot that his scent was so-- Nevermind. All those thoughts just evaporate as he pushes forward and finds you. That blunt end of his presses past your new entryway and whole new feelings explode through your body in radiating delight.

You take a step back into the violation, heightening both its strange and delightful parts. A squeak of a moan escapes you and you're too distracted to care. He is all too happy to press back, burying himself in you. Despite how large he had been, you were just as large, on the inside. The two of you come together as if they were made for each other, which, you suppose, was technically true.

Your were not a virgin, it should be noted. The strange fluttering gripping your passage was doing to its intruder was entirely new. The nice part was that you could feel it from the inside. Each pull and stroke of his slowly pounding member felt just as good to be the one doing it as it likely felt to have that wet firm grip on him. You were both gasping and making strange noises of shared passion.

Your fears just go away. There's no room for them in the middle of that coupling and all you're thinking about is how great the next movement will be, either him to you or you to him. You squeeze your eyes shut as your teeth clench, inviting him in deeper. If that was what it felt like, maybe being a girl pony wasn't so bad!

Perhaps as importantly, you were doing it with him. Thinking of Nick made everything more intense and present and right now in a way that was hard to put a finger, or hoof, on, but you almost dance in place, thinking of what you're doing and who you are doing it with. If only could just go on forever.

But these things don't go forever. They'd be really bad at their job if they tried. He squeezes and pulls you back as his pole goes tense and begins jumping inside you. You can feel a small lump moving up and then warm wetness spills inside of you. "Ew..." That felt nice, but it was also still kind of... nasty. You were a guy first, dang it!

"Did you just ew?" He drew back but pulls you with him, making you sit in his hugging lap. "I'll forgive you, this one time."

"You'll forgive me every time!" You try to swat at him, but he's behind you, making it hard to get a hoof on him. "This is still really weird..." And yet, there you were, casually impaled, feeling the warm fuzz rolling through you. "Wait..."

"Hm?"

"Don't girls have like... mind-shattering finishes? Full body, multi-orgasmic, all that?" You hadn't even felt like you had a single normal one, as nice as the whole thing had been. "What's up with that?"

He rubs at your belly and chest with wandering hooves. "You can blame that on me. I didn't finish what I started." He lifts you free, allowing his wet and softening lance to flop to the side. "But I'll do that now, alright."

What was he, oh... He didn't put you back down, at least not on the ground. He brings your nethers in range of his mouth and starts licking and exploring with warm nuzzles right where it can make you squeak all over again. There was no direct sex involved anymore, but that didn't make it feel any less. On some levels, it meant more. He was doing it specifically for you, not himself. He was getting nothing, but he adored you enough to want the world back for you. Your thoughts stuck to that instead of the physical, as if his feelings were just more important, and kept echoing.

He liked you, a lot. Love? Probably... Forever, together, you would always... You scream to the world as a powerful set of twitches fights through your body. Female climax was visiting you, and you loved it. The strangest part, in a way, was that you didn't feel tired. The male version came with a wave of completed satisfaction. As a girl, you clop your hooves on his head and grind your groin against his probing snout. "Don't stop!" One climax was just a cue that you were doing it right, not that you were done. What did mean you were done? You didn't care at that moment. He'll probably have to put you down and give up.

You don't feel like you need to surrender the attention. He was yours, and you were his, and you were all perfect together. You could want for nothing else, at least at that moment.

Shame there was no such thing as a moment that could last forever. There were other things to worry about that couldn't be delayed much longer than that session.

Author's Note

Not a single soul wanted to back off on this. We're a pony now, get over it! Behold, our first cloppy chapter, as things get heated, but it's time to move forward. All the voting has been pretty solid in our protag falling into her hooves and getting comfy, and this chapter kinda makes that official, I think?

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