A late summer sun slowly sinks into the horizon, dappling the rolling countryside hills with cool shadows that slowly grow longer as the night sets in. Few buildings take up the countryside space, a farmhouse here or there, a small lakeside store, and a decent way away from them all, a medical care facility. The windows of the facility glow with the warmth of magical lights used to keep it well-lit as they prepare for the night. The place has a quiet bustle to it as the staff work to finish off the day, making sure everypony is comfortable and has what they need.
One such resident is a rather stout changeling stallion—no more than four foot four at the most—who lays in his bed, looking out the window at the setting sun. He lays there, still as stone save for his breathing, simply watching the sun slip below the horizon and the stars come out to play. The soft light of the moon shimmers off of the distant lake as the land is slowly bathed in Luna’s gentle embrace.
The changeling stares at the sky with his emotions roiling. A deep sadness and loneliness swell within him as he looks out at the stars. Being bedridden as he is, he doesn’t have the ability to go out and meet others, nor does he receive many visitors. Only the staff of the facility really come to see him and that’s because they are there taking care of him. As he floats there in his loneliness, staring out the window, a shooting star blazes across the sky drawing his eyes. He makes a silent wish for someone to come to him, to care about him, and love him for who he is.
Out in the halls of the facility the nurses' work slowly winds down for the night, each resident is checked on, tucked into bed, and left to sleep. One by one the nurses sign off leaving the night crew to take over and watch the patients. One of the night nurses, a rather adorable bat pony with a soft gray coat and a beautifully rich purple mane, slowly walks the halls listening to the sounds of her patients sleeping. Her ears are greeted with the soft snoring, gentle rustling, and deep breathing of the sleeping residents.
Though one room is almost completely silent, and a strong flood of loneliness and sadness flows from it in a rhythmic fashion. That flood of emotion draws her in, bringing her to the door to the room which she slowly opens to peek inside. Lying on the bed next to the window is the changeling stallion, his head turned to stare out the window at the night sky. His breathing is steady and slow, but still clearly that of someone who is awake. She watches him for a moment before checking his chart and realizing why he’s so sad and lonely.
Slowly she steps into the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. Her shadow dances a little as any sounds from the other rooms nearby fade, a soundproofing spell bringing peace to the room as she slowly walks toward his bed. She keeps her steps light as she approaches until she stands at the end of his bed, her eyes wandering over his form for a moment before she clears her throat.
The changeling turns his head to look up at the nurse as she stands at the foot of his bed. His eyes meet hers and with the tilt of his head, he shows his confusion at her being there. The silent communication from him makes her smile as she steps around to the side of the bed, running her hand along his chest as she walks toward the head of the bed.
“I couldn’t help but notice your loneliness from the hall.” She says as she cups his cheek with her hand as she leans in and gives him a gentle kiss on the lips.
His eyes go wide in silent surprise but eventually flutter closed to match hers as they hold the kiss for several moments. When their lips finally part their eyes lock, and confusion, desire, and hope spin in the changeling’s eyes as he looks up at the bat pony nurse.
“I promise, you’ll have a night that you won’t soon forget.” She whispers to him before stepping back from the bed.
Her hands come up to the first button of her nurse's outfit, slowly undoing the button and letting him get a peak at the top of her breasts. She squeezes her breasts together as she moves her hands down to the second button, and when she undoes it her blouse pops open much further, her breasts barely able to be contained in it by the last button. As she undoes the last button her blouse pops wide open showing off her full cleavage to the changeling whose eyes are glued to her chest.
She slowly slips her right arm out of the blouse, followed by her left before she gently tosses the whole thing aside. Underneath the blouse is a lacy bra, the lace forming intricate patterns that slowly swirl towards her tits, which she accents by grabbing her breasts and giving them a squeeze. From there she uses her hands to gesture for him to watch what she’s doing before she reaches down and starts slipping off her skirt, her hands slowly pushing it down as she shakes her hips side to side.
Her skirt slowly slips off her hips and drops to the floor revealing an equally intricately laced pair of panties that almost seem to glow in the moonlight. She does a little twirl to show off her lacy underwear. Next comes her garter belt which is a near-perfect match for her coat color, dropping that to the floor she slips out of her stockings and shoes before standing up straight and bringing her hands behind her back to undo the strap on her bra.
She pops the clasp and slowly slides it off, slipping each arm out of the bra before letting it fall to the floor. She gives him a smirk as she does a five-hundred-and-forty-degree spin, stopping with her ass facing him. Slowly she drags her fingers along her sides until she reaches the top of her panties, where she hooks her fingers into the fabric and slowly pulls them down, bending over and showing off her pussy as she brings them down to her ankles. She steps out of them and a little ways away from the bed giving him a smirk before her eyes glow a soft purple.
Slowly her body begins to change, and her once modestly sized breasts swell into voluptuous knockers. Her nipples change shape from the normal hemispherical shape centered in the areola to much larger and longer nipples resembling the tip of a baby bottle. Her ass also grows in size becoming significantly larger and looking softer than a cloud. The next and perhaps most startling change is a pair of horns appearing on her head as her tail changes from hair to flesh, becoming a long skinny tail with a spade tip at the end.
“Mmm… I do hope my true form isn’t too much for you to handle.” She says as she walks back to the edge of the bed, her nipples leaking a bit of milk which drips down her breasts and onto the floor.
He shakes his head and makes a heart shape with his hands, before reaching out to gently rub a hand over her voluptuous ass. He gives her a gentle squeeze which draws a pleased groan from her.
“I’m glad you like my true form.” She looks down at him and lets out a soft gasp when she sees the size of the tent in the sheets. “I must have really excited you with that strip tease.”
She pulls the bed sheet off of him, exposing him to the cool air of the room. Protruding from the patient gown is perhaps the largest cock she’d seen on a regular stallion before, large enough to make her gasp in surprise. “Wow, anyone who ever called you short sure didn’t see this beauty.”
She gently strokes it with a couple of her fingers making it twitch and grow another inch. She gives him a smile as she climbs onto the bed, slowly lowering her breasts onto his belly as his cock presses against her. She guides his hands to her breasts giving him an encouraging smile. His hands gently squeeze her breasts, kneading the soft flesh and making her moan. Her nipples leak a little more from the gentle squeezes.
His hands slowly move downwards and she slides forwards, grinding his cock against her belly before slipping past it and hotdogging it between her ass cheeks as she squeezes her ass. Despite his inability to make a sound his breathing is heavier and his eyes are brimming with pleasure as they roll slightly back. His hands wander their way back up to her breasts, resting with her nipples between his fingers as he gently squeezes them.
His hands roam her breast slowly squeezing them together here and there, lifting them up and letting them fall with a satisfying jiggle, all while she slowly grinds against his cock, which drops a dollop of precum onto her ass. Eventually, she slips back down his body, sliding over his cock and letting it rub against her belly, smearing precum on her fur.
She slips his cock between her massive breasts and despite their size, a couple of inches of his cock pokes out from between her breasts. She smirks up at him as she starts to massage his cock with her breasts, slowly teasing his massive shaft with her soft breast. His cock twitches and releases a good spurt of precum as she works it, her long thin tongue reaching down to easily lap it up, humming at the rich salty taste of his hearty spunk.
She looks him straight in the eyes as she brings her lips down to his cock and wraps them around it. Her tongue slips from her mouth to snake its way down his length, wetting and teasing it as far down as his medial ring. Her saliva soaks his cock and the fur of her breasts as she suckles on his cock head. She hums as she works, making him breathe harder and make his cock twitch. His hands find their way back down to her breasts giving them a squeeze as she works.
All of a sudden the grip on her breasts becomes harder, as he lets out a heavy breath, thrusting his hips up, his cock flaring in her mouth and depositing a load into her mouth that would put a normal stallion to shame. His goo-y changeling spunk tastes much nicer than most normal stallion’s loads do infuse with a bit of changeling love magic.
She pulls her tongue back into her mouth to savor the taste of his hot spunk as she slowly pulls off of his cock and shows him her mouth full of his spunk. His cock, still as hard as can be, twitches hard between her breasts. She closes her mouth and smirks as she slowly swallows down his spunk, each small swallow getting a little twitch from his cock until she finally opens her mouth again to show that every last drop is gone.
She crawls forward, dragging his cock between her breasts and across her belly, leaving a trail of her saliva and a little bit of spunk as she moves her ass over him. Slowly she brings her hips over his cock, rubbing it against her dripping snatch. She leans down and gives him a very loving kiss as she slowly lowers herself onto his cock. Her tongue reaches into his mouth and wraps around his own tongue, teasing him a little as she reaches the base of his cock.
She holds herself there, her large form dwarfing his much smaller body as she enjoys the feeling of his cock pressing against the deepest parts of her lover's channel. Their kiss slowly breaks apart so that he can breathe. His hands find their way to her voluptuous ass, giving her a squeeze and looking up at her with pleading eyes asking her to start.
She gives him another gentle and loving kiss before she begins to ride his cock. She slowly raises her hips up, taking her time to let him get the most out of squeezing her ass before she gently presses her hands down on his shoulders and starts to ride him. Her hips move slowly up and down as her love tunnel engulfs his cock over and over, her walls squeezing and teasing him as she leaks her juices all over their crotches.
He smiles up at her as he wraps his hands around her forearms, gently squeezing them before moving them up and down. He speeds up the motion before letting go and giving her a thumbs up.
She gets the message and starts to ride him a bit faster, bouncing her hips up and down on his cock. Her ass and breasts jiggle with each bounce, her tits leaking a bit more as she rides him harder. His cock grinds against several pleasurable spots deep inside of her as she rides him, each grinding thrust making her walls that much tighter around him. His hands manage to find their way back to her breasts, giving them a squeeze of encouragement as he grins up at her.
She stops holding back, riding him harder and faster than before, the clapping of their hips echoing around the soundproofed room as she barrels towards her climax. A half-dozen more bounces and her pussy clamps down hard on his cock. Her juices splatter their crotches as she gives a powerful moan of pleasure, gently rocking her hips as she rides out her orgasm.
When she’s done, she holds herself there, panting to catch her breath. As she looks down at him he gives her a teasing smirk. His cock is still rock hard, and he hasn’t cum yet. That teasing smirk makes her smile and laughs softly as she leans down and kisses him. She starts to ride him again, this time focusing on pleasing him. Her walls squeeze his cock, eagerly seeking his seed.
Her slow thrusts pick up speed as she works to coax his climax out of him. He cups her cheeks as they kiss, sharing a passionate and love-filled moment together. The whole of their world becomes nothing more than the two of them in that bed, her riding his cock as they kiss and him holding her cheeks. At that moment, as she brought her hips down again, he reached his peak.
His cock flares deep inside of her, his balls churning as his shaft pulses and deposits several large spurts of spunk deep inside of her. The sudden warmth drives her over the edge again and the two of them share a moment of bliss that feels like an eternity. That blissful eternity eventually fades back into reality, their kiss breaks apart and she comes to rest gently on top of him.
“I hope I lived up to that promise, my dear.” She says as she strokes his cheek.
He nods with a breathy smile.
“I’m glad. I want nothing more than for you to be happy.” She gently brushes a few strands of his green mane out of his eyes. “To that end I want you to be my husband, to be mine forever. Would that make you happy?”
He nods vigorously bringing his hands up to gesture to her before making a heart shape.
“That warms my heart so very much.” She says with a happy sigh. “I can truly make it forever, I can turn you into a demon like me so that we can be together forever.”
He looks at her, his eyes a bit wide at that as if to ask ‘Really? You can do that?’ and his hands mimic as much.
“Yes, I can make you a demon like me. It would mean we can be together forever.” The kindness and love in her eyes seem to put him at ease.
He nods and then makes a few gestures, asking her how much it would change him.
“Not very much. You’d have the horns, tail, and tongue, but nothing else about you would change.” She smiles at him. “Which is good, because you are amazing just the way you are.”
He nods at her and gestures for her to do it.
“All you have to do is drink my milk.” She gestures to her leaking tits before pulling him closer.
He wraps his hips around the baby-shaped nipple and slowly suckles on it. He uses his teeth to gently squeeze and tease the milk out of her nipple, and it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted in his life. The warm substance slips down his throat and into his stomach where its magical nature begins to change him. The more he drinks the more pronounced its changes are. His tail hairs slowly fuse together to form the same kind of tail she has as a pair of horns slowly grow from his head. Deep inside of him, other changes occur too, his magical structure changes and his body’s aging slows considerably.
He spends half an hour suckling from her tit before the changes finally finish. All the while she strokes his mane, holding him close in her loving arms. The two of them lay together in a peaceful and still moment of perfection and love. A true sense of bliss unlike any they felt before fills them, as they rest together. When he eventually pulls off of her tit, they stay cuddled up together as a peaceful sleep claims them.
