Betrothal Island

The next morning, Twilight awoke first. The sun entered through the open doorway. Tempest snored gently beside her, one arm hanging off the bed. The other had wrapped around Twilight in the night, as the princess rested her head against one of her cushiony breasts.

Twilight yawned and shifted. She looked down, considering their new bodies. She felt her heart beating. She felt her form shifting as she moved in place to get more comfortable. It was an astounding transformation. So it was real.

She looked at Tempest for support. Her marefriend had her eyes closed and breathed softly. Despite being wedged against a pillow, Tempest's mane was striking, beautiful, perfect. Twilight felt her own hair. It went down to the small of her back in length, and she gripped it. It twisted and didn't tangle, perfectly straight, perfectly groomed, perfectly… everything. She had a feeling it would remain that way.

Twilight looked down at herself. She cupped one of her enormous breasts. It felt so strange, so sensitive. She let out a small gasp, and let it go. It bobbed up and down, then stood straight and pert. She ran her hands down her sides, then considered her appendages themselves. Her pores were clear. Her skin was so smooth. She sat up a little to try and see past her bust. She felt her smooth round stomach. It stood out a little, just a tiny bit, enough to frame the center of her body. Her cute belly button seemed different somehow from her old one and wasn't that a strange thought? She felt her waist, her hips, and her thighs. Her waist drew in, perfectly smooth, as though it were made of glass, while her hips went out to create a heart-shaped butt. Her thighs were plump enough with muscle and fat to support it all. The princess smiled a little. She had envied Celestia once upon a time. Now they were equal.

Equal? Twilight grinned slightly. Celestia might envy her! Well, maybe not. It felt like they were almost twins. Though despite how tall she and Tempest were, they were both still shorter than the queen.

Twilight rubbed her eyes and considered Tempest. She lay there drooling. It was so beautiful to watch her while she slept. Twilight noted her breasts had the same structure as hers did. They were magically enhanced, they looked like they had permanent intangible pushup bras. Yet despite her boob size, Tempest's musculature was amazing. She was built like a sleek tank. She could lift a carriage, or run for the Olympics. She wouldn't win, of course, but she'd be considered. She didn't quite have an hourglass figure, but her ass was delectable. Her skin was smooth and stretched. The sheer quantity of muscle mass made Twilight sweat. Her gut muscles were utterly ripped, and…

Twilight blushed at seeing Tempest's literal foot-long morning boner. It stood straight up, fully erect. Twilight considered something then crawled down the bed toward her lover's member. She knew she wouldn't be able to take it fully, but it would be an interesting way to wake up. Twilight licked her lips and then opened her mouth. She lowered her head over the appendage and moved down. Further. And further.

Her skin tingled. Her eyes widened. Her jaw opened wider than should have been possible. Then she felt it hit the back of her throat. As if by magic, it tried to push down her esophagus. Twilight snapped her head back. Her skin stopped tingling. She panted heavily, then wondered why. She felt her horn. Twilight realized she had been somehow able to breathe. Steeling herself she tried again. It hit the back of her throat, and, mustering up her courage, she pushed forward. Her eyes shot open. Her esophagus widened like it was a pussy itself. She felt her throat bulge out as she took more and more of her lover's cock. She moaned in surprise, even as she found the strength to keep going. She felt magic swirling around them, and she whimpered as she felt it begin to alter them once again. This is the power we've been given? Are we imbued with these spells?

Alicorn bodies were powerful, and she knew they could adapt to their partners. Her throat shifted and widened to accept the intruder. Tempest's cock bent at an angle. Twilight's eyes popped open, then rolled back in her head. She felt a thrill wash over her body, running from her mouth to her nethers. She screamed silently around her lover’s cock as her throat bent impossibly to let the member reach inside her. Finally, and impossibly, she hit something. she opened her eyes and felt her lower lips brush against Tempest's testicles. They churned with batter. Twilight's eyes were wide in shock. Somehow she was able to breathe, and she panted through her nose. She worked her tongue over it as best she could, sucking and slurping.

Finally, Tempest stirred. "Mm...Twi?" Tempest lifted her head and pushed aside her breasts to see her marefriend hilted on her penis, her face beet-red. Twilight inhaled and Tempest's eyes went wide, then she laid her head back in pleasure. It felt like her cock was immersed in Twilight's vagina, only different. It maintained perfect tightness. She grabbed her head. “Oh my…! That feels amazing!” But with a great deal of effort, she used one hand to reach down and tried to lift Twilight off her penis. The motion sent a shiver through both of them. “Gah!” Tempest released her and the fall sent both of them into cries of satisfaction. She lifted her head back up, and Twilight looked up to shake her head, still blushing. She began to bob up and down on Tempest's foot-long cock. Tempest held her head, "I'll...I'll...you tell me when to stop if you want...oh Celestia..." Hell of a way to wake up in the morning.

In that moment Tempest came, shooting her load directly into her lover's stomach. Twilight shrieked as it felt like a bucket of water was unloaded inside her. There were more. She felt so full, her stomach was on fire. She felt it with her hand and her eyes went wide as she realized it was inflating once again.

Tempest gritted her teeth, “Hang on!” she knew Twilight couldn't take the whole thing, despite last night, and pulled her off it. Another load caught Twilight in the face, and two more in the chest. Tempest wrapped her hands around it and pulled it back. Another two loads splattered her in the face and the bottom of her chin. She glowered at Twilight, both looking like they had been smashed in the face with pie.

"I...uh..." Twilight grinned nervously through the cum. She licked her lips, "Oh, it tastes good."

Tempest sat up and pulled Twilight close. She glared at her. Then her tongue snaked out, and she licked at it. Her eyes widened and her glare disappeared. Both still dripping with cum, Tempest crawled forward and kissed her. She tasted her cum dribbling off her marefriend's face, and furrowed her brow. She took some of it from her face and slurped it up. "...Why does that taste so good?"

"Good question!"

Tempest reached out and scooped some up, clearing Twilight's face to reveal her eyes. She licked it off her fingers, "We're going to have to clean this up." With that, she pulled Twilight close and kissed her, trailing her mouth across her body. She ran her lips up Twilight's arm, then She smeared her fluids across Twilight’s chest and licked it off, making her moan and giggle. “Sweet C, this is good!”

Twilight scooped some off her, “Hey, that’s my job!”

“Your job? Since when has that been it?” Tempest pushed her over, "Last I checked, it was my job to pleasure you."

Twilight arched her back in joy as Tempest twisted around, bent down, and jammed her tongue in her snatch. She felt it deep inside her, writhing and twisting, even as she squeezed it in return, "Mmph! Right there, right– ah!" Twilight arced her back, holding Tempest's head steady. Tempest was a wonder, playing with her clit as much as the hole itself. Her tongue had a unique texture, and her hands were delicate despite their size. All too soon, Twilight felt a tingling sensation that surprised and bewildered her. Tempest dove in even deeper, then was met by a massive burst of fluid. Twilight came once, then twice, and a third time. Tempest's face was coated in two kinds of jizz.

Tempest twisted around again, wiping her mouth, then leaned in to kiss her. They swapped one another's fluids, sloppily and messily. They couldn't keep their hands off each other, they kept kissing. Twilight's eyes widened, “My fluids are delicious too!”

Eventually, they had to break apart, for oxygen if nothing else. They were covered in dried saliva, cum, and sweat. “We…gotta get…gotta get up at some point,” Tempest said.

Twilight whined, and embraced her lover, “Who says?”

“I do.” Tempest grimaced and stood up, without using her arms. Twilight had to cling to her as she went up. She pressed herself tightly against her lover. Tempest smiled down at her, hands on her hips. She slid her hands down, gripping Twilight's legs, and worked them up around her waist. Twilight moaned softly as she felt up her plump, squishy ass. “You’re a goddess, you know that?” She whispered in Twilight's ear.

Twilight flushed and embraced her tighter. Tempest's hands crept around her rear, squeezing it tightly with both hands. It wasn't just lustful though. “It may seem like a curse being here, but I couldn't imagine anyone else I would rather be with.”

Twilight leaned back. “I… I feel the same way.” The moment changed. She felt an iron curtain rod riding up against her rear. She grinned wryly, “Though I can see some bonuses for you.”

“You're the one who gets so much use out of it,” Tempest sneered. She carried her upstairs.

. They went to the pool upstairs, carefully avoiding the white goo pool.

Twilight went into the water, while Tempest went to fix a bit of vine on the edge of their perimeter and make another notch for how long they'd been here.

As she washed, Twilight turned furtive looks on Tempest. How did she describe her marefriend? She was beautiful. The pool, whatever it was, had taken her best aspects and improved upon them tenfold, a best of both worlds of Twilight and Tempest's preferences. Tempest straightened up, wiping the sweat from her brow. Her sweat glistened in the sunlight off her perfect skin. Her mohawk was conditioned as if stepping out of a salon, as it always seemed to be these days. As she leaned forward to pull on the vine, her bountiful and generous breasts slipped out. Her arms flexed, and her biceps expanded. She gritted her teeth and her hulking form tensed up, using her athletic body to pull the offending branch down. She caught it easily, and she walked with a generous sway. Her rear was attractive, yet strong, like her thighs. Twilight snuck a glance at her member between her legs, enormous and relatively compact at the same time.

Tempest turned toward her and walked forward. She had a natural sway to her body that showed off her assets, sending them jiggling and rolling. Her cock moved back and forth. She jumped into the water. Twilight quickly went to her.

They held each other's arms and kissed. "Now for a proper good morning," Tempest said. She looked over her marefriend. Twilight was like a ballerina now, but sexier. Her feet were smooth, yet powerful. Her thighs were sleek, yet dense and strong. Further up, she had a beautiful hourglass form that swayed sensually. She had a smooth and curvaceous body. Her waist was quite thin, with wide hips and a heart-shaped rear. Her buttocks were supple and firm, yet pliable. Her stomach had a hint of abs, but most of her muscles were concealed under attractive layers. Her smooth purple skin led up to her enormous breasts, nearly the size of her head, that defied gravity and bounced with every step of her swaying hips. Yet they didn't seem to need any support. Her long hair, even when soaked, looked like it was being treated at a spa.

Tempest took her hips and bent her over backward against the side of the pool. Twilight waited for her to charge in, only to tilt her head as Tempest bowed to her. Then she licked her snatch. "I've been so dominant over you, let me do something for you…"

Twilight squirmed and held Tempest's head. Her tongue, like everything else, was perfectly adapted for this. It was unusually long, it snaked inside.

Twilight arched her back and held Tempest’s head to her pelvis. “Keep doing that! Your princess demands it!”

She squealed as Tempest thrust her tongue inside. The jacked ultra-strong mare was just as good in bed as she looked. Tempest ran her hands up and down Twilight's legs. Twilight trembled and shook, “Yes…now take your reward!”

She came, squirting huge amounts of marecum across her. Tempest sat up, grinning and licking her lips. “Every part of you is delicious, my lady.”

Twilight grinned and stood up. She grabbed Tempest and spun them around. She pushed the larger mare down. Tempest's erection was painfully large. Her eyes were wide.

Twilight hopped up and sat on her chest. She bent down over the enormous mare. “You are within my power, Tempest Shadow.” She shoved her face forward and sought out a kiss.

“Mmph!” Tempest felt Twilight squeeze her breasts. Twilight squirted milk across her chest. She released her. Tempest lay back, her huge form rising up and down as she laid her hands back.

Twilight smirked. Her horn lit up. Dirt rose on either side of Tempest, locking her wrists in place. Underwater, her legs still in the pool, two more locked her ankles.

Tempest looked at Twilight, her eyes wide. “You're in my power, Tempest Shadow,” The princess sneered. Twilight stroked Tempest's member. “Now, it's my turn.”

“I will have my revenge,” Tempest snarled.

“Oh, will you? Not once you're done here.” Twilight summoned a chunk of soil. It transformed into a solid ball, dirt pouring off. It contorted, squeezed, and polished itself, before finally revealing itself to be a long slender object. “It's a gift from my friend Rarity,” Twilight sneered. “Just a little something to go with our…negotiation.”

Magically, she lifted it and placed it on the soil under Tempest's backside. “Nngh,” Tempest moaned, her pelvis rising up. Restraints appeared and forced her down. “Agh!”

She felt it slide in. “Relax,” Twilight said. Despite Tempest's clenching, to both of their astonishment, it slid in with ease. Tempest whimpered as she felt the device slide into her rear. She felt it enter more and more. She panted like she was hyperventilating.

Her cock was so hard she felt every single breeze, every tiny motion of it. Twilight crouched over it and slid down.

Instantly, all her bravado disappeared. Tempest thrust upward and exploded. Her cum shot into Twilight's body with a force like a gun. She recoiled in shock and Tempest felt that second thrust from her rear only bringing more. Again and again, Tempest thrust, each time bringing Twilight further and further down her member, widening and widening her stomach, and building and building her cries. And with every thrust, Twilight’s magic dildo thrust into her rear. It was glorious. Twilight screamed and moaned as she slid down, hilted.

Tempest let out a scream, and so did Twilight. Birds took off. They both came. Cum squirted everywhere. Milk scattered in little droplets.

Twilight collapsed over Tempest, falling onto her chest. Instantly Tempest's hands wrapped around her, meeting at the center of her back. They were breathless. “Even…our new…bodies need…time…” Twilight gasped.

“Yeah,” Tempest groaned. “Can you get this thing out of me, please? I feel so full.”

Twilight sat up, “And me with all your cum?” She wheezed. Her stomach lit up purple, and she looked down. The bulging mass of cum in her womb glowed and began to disappear.

“No excuses now…” Tempest grinned.

“I hate you.”

They chuckled at that. But all at once, they went silent. “So what do we do now, Twi’?” Tempest asked. She spread a hand to gesture, “We've been completely reshaped by this island.”

Twilight nodded. She looked down at the body she had just been using to such effect. “I don't know. We can't stop it. But it doesn't seem to be having any negative effects…”

Tempest pecked her on the lips, “Except maybe arousal.”

Twilight felt herself getting wet even at that. “Tempest, I…”

Tempest put up her hands, “Oh! I'm sorry, I…”

“No, I know we're together now, but–!”

“I'm sorry, I–”

They both started stammering, then stopped. They burst out laughing. “We have more in common than ever, it seems,” Tempest laughed. She scratched her head. “Twilight, if you don't want to…”

Twilight shook her head, “No, I…” She looked down at herself, at her new sleek attractive body. “I…” Her eyes went to Tempest. “I think I loved you even before this. But…”

“Well, hey,” Tempest scooted closer, speaking in a soothing tone, “It's an experiment, right? If the island is controlling us, well, we'll find out. Together.”

“And if it is?” Twilight whimpered.

“Then I'll kick its ass,” Tempest breathed, “Marefriend or not, whether or not any of…this,” She gestured at her enormous amazonian physique, “Is real or means anything, nobody gets away with hurting those I care about.”

Twilight smiled. They gave one another a peck on the cheek. But despite their intimacy, something seemed off. “Why don't we see if we can keep our hands off each other?” Twilight asked. “As an experiment?”

Tempest blinked. “That sounds…” She felt motion from her lower half. she grinned nervously, “...possible.”

They went about their day. Tempest showed off by lifting their raft and bringing it back to their forest house by herself. She heaved it up on her shoulder, folded it up on one side, and trotted up the hill along the path they had carved. Her muscles bulged and she let out groans of satisfaction as she walked. What a workout!

When she returned, she put it down. Twilight tried to lift it. She crouched properly, set her arms, and lifted.

Tempest's erection materialized and her face grew very red. Her hands leaped down and she rubbed at it. Twilight turned with a swish of her hair and walked the raft over to a corner of their settlement with an overhang for protection. She hopped in place to throw some sheets she'd made out of leaves over the framework. Her whole body seemed to jiggle.

“Oh, Celestia…” Tempest moaned. She fell to her knees. She felt a distinct corner of the head itching like crazy and continued to stroke.

Twilight leaned over. “Aah…!” Tempest saw the love of her life present herself unintentionally and exploded. White hot rivulets of semen splattered across the grass.

Twilight looked back and grinned. “Somepony is excited!”

Tempest half grinned and half glared at her. “You did that on purpose.”

“You'll get me back,” Twilight winked.

Tempest scowled, then departed. Tempest's duties in their situation were to gather materials, while Twilight made use of them. She expanded the interior of their little home. This had become their life.

Soon though, Tempest returned, moving logs. “We can use these to cover up the roof,” She said.

Twilight drooled as she watched Tempest lift the logs. One at a time, Tempest picked them up, and used a saw to cut a notch in each one so she could put them over the roof of their underground hole. Her muscles flexed as she lifted. Sweat covered her. Her slick body shone in the sunlight. She grinned through her teeth, casually leaning against one tree and showing off her body.

Twilight felt her hands enter her pussy. She touched one nipple, toying with it as she moaned. The former air commander then picked the logs up, one at a time, and walked them to the underground roof. One at a time, she put them down. With each one Twilight could see her exertion, could see her face puffing. And She felt her fingers in her snatch rubbing furiously. “My Celestia…”

“What's that?” Tempest asked, wiping sweat from her brow.

“Sweet Celestia…” Twilight groaned. She fell to her knees.

Tempest grinned. Then she stood with her feet splayed out. Her massive member hung between her legs. “I've got a little more to do, my sweet,” She sneered, “And then you can do whatever you want to me.”

Twilight fell backward, “Oh, anything! Anything–” She exploded. Fluids sprayed across the grass and she let out a sigh of relief.

“Then my work here is done,” Tempest said.

Practically every occasion culminated in this. Tempest moved logs to help add some walls to their little forest house. Her muscles bulged and she puffed with exertion. Twilight did her work to expand and upgrade the house. She gave little flashes of attention toward the larger mare.

They made dinner with only a few kisses exchanged. They exchanged furtive glances over their meals and their leaf-wrapped meals, but nothing else.

That evening, they lay down together in the soft grass beside the pools. They hadn't had this little sex in a month. Not since their arrival.

"Do you ever miss your...uh...parts?" Twilight asked.

Tempest rolled over, propping her head up on her elbow. She cupped her penis, then tweaked one of Twilight's nipples, "I don't know. I've kinda gotten used to it."

"Do you...do you want to get it fixed?"

Tempest looked at her marefriend. She ran a hand over her new sleek muscles, then moved one down to grip her cock. She sat up and rolled onto Twilight. She slowly crept up and put her member between Twilight's breasts. She put her knees in their rightful place, where Twilight's arms were subtly reshaped to accommodate them. Twilight thought nothing more of the conversation. She lifted her head and sucked on her lover's cock. Twilight pushed her breasts against one another, and Tempest reached back to push her fingers into Twilight's snatch.

Twilight's mouth practically unhinged, her throat perfectly accommodating of her cock. Her neck bulged, but easily fit the cock, maintaining the tightness. Her face had been made to give Tempest amazing oral sex. “Mm…ah…” Tempest said softly.

Twilight slurped at her head. She felt Tempest flex with every reaction. Their genitals had unique spells, they would adapt their partner's body to fit. Their bodies had been made for each other, and theirs had little need, but the adaptability still made it uniquely pleasurable. Magically, Twilight's mouth and throat contorted to conform to Tempest's shape, but would otherwise appear normal. Tempest's cock linked up with her marefriend's biology to do the same.

“Mmm…” Tempest moaned, just as she felt her balls churning. Instantly a burst of white fluid erupted from her cock into Twilight's mouth. She slurped it up as best she could.

She climbed up Tempest, and they kissed. Tempest forced her mouth open with her tongue, and her eyes went wide as Twilight released a mouthful of cum and saliva into her mouth. Tempest was forced to swallow, then swiftly grabbed Twilight's hips. "You are so good," She giggled affectionately. With a yelp from Twilight, she rolled them over.

Tempest leaned over her lover, straddling her with her arms on her shoulders. She grinned down at her as she shifted her larger body, moving her lower half against Twilight's. She rubbed her hands against Twilight's soft divine skin, feeling the taut muscles underneath.

They kissed. Their tongues danced inside their mouths, moving like yin and yang.

As Tempest moved into Twilight's snatch, it was like hand in glove. It hadn't been reshaped, her vagina had been recast to fit Tempest's equally-recast penis. They had been made for each other.

Their bodies had been remade from the drafts they'd made over the last few weeks into the finished model. Now they had been perfected. She thrust her hardened hips into Twilight, slowly at first then picking up speed like a train.

Her hugely powerful muscular frame loomed over her, her grin alone enough to make her insides melt as she rocked back and forth. "Oh, Tempest!" Twilight moaned.

Suddenly, Tempest pulled out. She rolled Twilight over. “Revenge, little princess,” She hissed. She grabbed Twilight's hair and yanked it back. Twilight screamed.

She slid into Twilight's ass with ease and both nearly shouted. "W--what?" Twilight moaned. Her eyes went wide. She was a sex goddess. Her anal passage had become another dedicated sex organ. "What?!" She demanded rhetorically, as Tempest began to thrust. Her insides easily adapted, leaking lubricant to make her way easier. Finally, she came, like a cannon inside her marefriend.

As Tempest continued to come, Twilight felt a rising sensation in her throat. She felt like she was going to throw up for a second. Instead out came a white and sticky fluid. Tempest had cum so much it came out the other end. "It...it went through me?"

Tempest leaned to see. She chuckled nervously, "That's...is it weird I find that incredibly hot?"

She thrust one more time, as if on cue, and Twilight felt it rise in her chest. She felt her cheeks burst and opened her mouth to discharge it onto the grass. Twilight panted, “Whoa…”

Tempest pulled out of her. “So, we can eat our cum, drink our milk, and your digestive system has been restructured so you can projectile barf cum.” She gestured to Twilight's enormous ass, “And if I inflate you, it goes away. So what do I get?” Twilight coughed and looked back at her. Then she leered. “I don't like that look, Twilight.”

Twilight crept over and pushed Tempest down into the grass. She held her breasts hovering over Tempest's face. “Wanna find out if you can also make it go away?”

She suckled Twilight's milk, first one breast, then the other. “Mmph!” She looked down and could see her purple six-pack disappearing.

But even as she drank, she could see a purple glow. Twilight lifted to look. “Experiment successful!” Tempest was back to her normal Amazonian shape.

When they were done, they looked at each other again. "Would you change back if you could?" Twilight asked.

Tempest thought. "Would you?" Their lips met sloppily.

over the next few days, they studied their transformation the best ways they had under the circumstances. They found magic around the cum pool; transformation spells, obviously, far in advance of anything they’d seen. They also found sanitation spells, the reason the place didn't stink.

In the evening, they lay out on the beach together, watching the sun go down.

The muscular women, two sex goddesses, had gotten used to life on the island. Their minds and bodies had been transformed into these new forms, they accepted that. Every meal of fruit and vegetables was supplemented by the other's milk, and Tempest's cum. They walked through the island together, trying to figure out what the source of its magic was, utterly naked. Their feet were tough and soft. Their breasts didn't need any support, though they were still so bouncy.

Perhaps they were being mind-controlled. They had to be, with how often they had sex. They would enjoy it while it lasted, and stop once they figured it out.

Somehow, Twilight wasn't pregnant. She didn't have a microscope at hand, but she guessed Tempest had to be incredibly fertile. So why wasn't she pregnant? It had to be related to whatever entity had changed them and was controlling their minds.

"How do you feel about this?" Tempest asked.

"I'm nervous, but I…it's thrilling. In a weird way. I never thought…" Twilight looked Tempest up and down, "I never thought I could get this aroused."

"Are you happy?"

"For now. I'm not sure about my body, but I'll keep it for now."

"Not that we have much choice."

"Shut up and kiss me."

XXXXX

One day they had returned to the spring that had first changed Tempest into a futanari.

It wasn't long before they went from filling up water bottles to fucking.

With Tempest's hands on her hips, it was hard for Twilight not to cum.

"Ha…almost there, your highness …" Tempest gasped.

"Oh yes, fill me up…" Twilight moaned. She braced herself against the rocks, feeling her marefriend move in and out of her. They were slick with sweat, their bodies moving and muscles shifting. “You must serve your ladyship!”

“Yes, I will do my duty…”

"What's that?" She mumbled.

Both mares shrieked as Tempest came. The practical goddesses never got tired of it. Twilight slumped over the edge of the pool, cum dribbling out of her into the fresh water. Tempest sighed and collapsed beside her, squeezing her breasts. Twilight looked up and lifted herself onto the grass, then gently suckled Tempest's right breast. "Mmph...what were you talking about before?" Tempest grunted.

Twilight lifted her head and kissed Tempest. She forced her mouth open and let a mouthful of the larger mare's milk inside. They swished it around between them. Tempest swallowed hard. "What...?"

"Oh, I thought I saw something shiny over there," Twilight pointed down through the jungle, toward one of the ridges. Then she went back to her lover's chest.

Tempest frowned and shaded her eyes. "Hey...I think I see it too.”

Drying themselves in the midmorning sun, they walked along the ridge to where they found another one of the old paths. By the looks of things, whatever was reflecting off the sun was in a hidden bay. The grassy floor of the forest felt good on their feet.

"You think it was made by whoever made these paths, and the spell?" Tempest asked.

"I can't think of anyone else."

"Hm." Tempest frowned as she climbed over a log. "Twilight, if...when we make it home, what will you tell your friends about us?"

Twilight stopped. "I hadn't given it much thought."

"What about Rainbow Dash?"

Twilight looked back at her, "Dash is a very good-looking mare-- and she's a very good person. She..." She sighed, and turned away, "She'll be fine."

"What will she think?"

"If she wanted me she would've said something..." Twilight grumbled.

Tempest had been with Twilight long enough to know when she was anxious and upset. She put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey..."

"Let's keep moving."

As they went through the forest, they could see light, and blue water peeking through the trees. They exited onto a sandy beach and found an idyllic hidden bay, very easy to miss. There was an angle a small boat would have trouble navigating, and it seemed like it made a zig-zag toward the ocean.

And there, in the very center of the end of the bay opposite the entrance, was a manor building.

The two mares gaped in shock. It was a modern and smooth building, with no Romare influence at all. Just smooth wooden sides, and broad windows.

They looked at each other. Their nudity didn't even occur to them. They grabbed the other's hand and marched along the beach toward the structure.

As they walked, they realized the place was clean, but there weren't any footprints in the sand, no sign anyone had landed a ship there in a while. The dock was well-maintained, but there was no equipment laid out. They found a boathouse nearby, finding a pinnace and a few small rowboats inside, but all were lifted out of the water.

The Amazonian pair inspected the outside of the building, finding several entrances, a nice terrace, and a balcony ringing the structure. They found sliding glass doors at the front, behind two wooden doors in case of storms. Preparing herself for anything, Tempest entered first.

The building was modern and well-lit. The inside opened on a large living room, centered around a fireplace. It had furniture of couches, chairs, and tables made of the smoothest materials, perfect for people coming in to dry off and keep the sand out of everything. The floor was made of smooth tiles. There was a kitchen behind it intended for a lot of service, with ultra-modern gas ovens and what looked like the new refrigerator invention. Above the entrance to the wide area was a balcony, that looked like it split off into other rooms, and to the third floor. Stairs rose to either side of the room to meet the balcony. Twilight realized that between the kitchen and the fireplace area was almost a ballroom floor.

Yet what drew their attention was a banner hung over the balcony. "Welcome Twilight and Tempest".

"Does someone know we're here?" Twilight demanded, covering herself.

Tempest had never really had a sense of modesty, and didn't bother. She looked around, searching for...wait. she could sense magic behind her.
She turned around, her fists at the ready, when she saw at the door, tiles had lifted and were sweeping their tracks of sand out of sight. It was cleaning up after them.

"No, there isn't anyone here!" Twilight exclaimed, "At least, I don't think so! Don't you sense that magic?"

"Yeah, you're right, perhaps it is some sort of welcoming spell," Tempest suggested.

They moved deeper into the building. As they crossed the glossy floor, there was another burst of magic. bookshelves appeared on the walls. Food from the island was appearing in the kitchen and filling up the shelves, which then closed by themselves.

"It's responding to our presence," Tempest pointed out.

There were what looked like sitting rooms, a few utility rooms off the kitchen, and another communal area beyond.

"Let's check out what else is in here!" Twilight said excitedly, dragging her marefriend along toward the stairs.

They found the second floor to have entertainment areas, and what looked like stores. There were life jackets, oars, and equipment for going fishing, while there was other gear for hiking and the like. They found other services; Tempest was impressed by the gym, and both enjoyed the library. There were shops for maintenance, to customize tools and surfboards, and the like. There were rooms full of machines and apparatuses they could not identify. There was even what appeared to be a tailoring shop.

"All my friends would like this," Twilight said with a smile. She frowned, "Hang on…"

Tempest stepped inside the tailoring shop. "Huh." There was something odd about the room.

The third floor was residential. There were several large fancy rooms for guests, with bathrooms, hot tubs, and the like, but arrows materialized on the wall, egging them on.

They found the biggest room, at the very top. It was a big room with a king-sized bed, a hot tub, a shower, and conspicuously, four packages on the bed. They opened them to find Tempest's suit and Twilight's outfit, along with both pairs of boots from when they first arrived. They were completely intact, with no sign of damage from the crash. More than that, they were tailored to fit their new physiques. At least, in size.

Twilight blushed furiously and immediately pulled on her bra and underwear. They seemed a bit tight, but she didn't care. Having proper clothes was all that mattered. As she grabbed her shirt, she caught sight of Tempest pulling on her outfit. She went even redder. It was so incredibly tight around Tempest's body, much tighter than it should have been. The sleeves clung to her biceps; her Amazonian goddess only had to flex and she felt wet. There was an uncomfortable bulge in the crotch area, and her pants seemed so tight.

Likewise, Twilight looked down and realized her body looked about to burst from her outfit. Her skirt strained at her new hips and muscular thighs. She had a new bra, but her massive breasts strained at the reins of both it and her shirt.

"Tempest…?" She murmured, then looked up and realized her marefriend had completely turned her back. Twilight chuckled.

There was a click, and she noted a door opening in the corner. Twilight looked in to see panels materialize on the walls, forming drawers. They were full of other outfits. Practical outfits, casualwear, and of course, very attractive dresses, suits, and sexywear.

Twilight inspected a pad at the center of the walk-in closet. Mechanical arms reached out in preparation and she drew back. They retracted. Her horn lit up, and she inspected the area. A panel unfolded, revealing hairstyle options, clothing setups, and even an option for an arm to zip up the back of a dress.

"Interesting…" Twilight mused. "This must be some sort of highly automated resort!"

"Yes, but built by whom? And for what?" Tempest wondered. Twilight glanced back at her. Her eyes went up and down, and she blushed again. "So modest, Twilight? After all this time?" Tempest asked with a grin.

"It's nothing! It's just…" She squeezed her eyes shut.

Tempest walked up to her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Well, it doesn't look like we're going to get rescued any time soon, even with this place. Just seems like we'll be more comfortable."

Twilight nodded, "I know, I just…I'm anxious. I don't want to find out we've been having relations and someone has been spying on us. Being back in civilization, even if we're still cut off, has me falling back into," She smiled, "Old habits, I guess."

Tempest laughed, "I know the feeling. But we'll be okay."

"We've got books, food, equipment, I think we're going to make it!" Twilight exclaimed.

"And each other," Tempest grinned.

Twilight felt the need to smile whenever Tempest did. She stood on her tippy toes and kissed her. "Yes, and each other." Tempest returned the kiss.

The kiss went deeper. Twilight put a hand on her shoulder. Tempest rested both arms on the smaller mare's shoulders, gently wrapping her arms around her. Twilight forced her tongue into Tempest's mouth. She ran her tongue over the other mare's teeth: they were perfect, perfectly straight, she felt the ridges on the tip of her tongue. Both sets of teeth could've come from magazines, they had noted. They were perfect brand-new adult teeth.

They broke apart, gasping. "I love you," Twilight said.

"I love you too," Tempest said. She looked around and got a mischievous look in her eyes. "Why don't we break in that master bed, my dear?" She murmured. "My clothes are feeling so...constrictive." She gripped Twilight's arm.

"Tem– mistress!" Twilight laughed.

"That's right, you're learning princess."

She squeezed her pliable sizable ass, then leaned down to kiss her again. She felt up Twilight's chest, squeezing it. "Oh, Tempest–"

Tempest's fingers tore open her shirt and she began pawing at her breasts. Twilight reached down and forced open her suit, exposing her cock. Tempest's nostrils flared, "You dare?"

Twilight giggled, then shrieked as her lover lifted her. She picked up Twilight with one arm, forcing her to throw her arms around her neck and cling to her. Twilight felt so aroused; she wrapped her legs around Tempest's waist. She felt their slick skin rubbing against one another, Tempest's muscles barely working as they carried the princess. She was helpless, clinging to her lover lest she fell, forced against her broad muscular chest, her lustful sneering face fully in hers, unable to escape. With her free hand, Tempest worked the alicorn's body upward, making room for her cock. She hiked up her skirt, lifted her sizable member, and forced it into Twilight's pussy with a gasp. She thrust upward as she moved them up the bed.

Twilight pulled herself against Tempest, moaning out. Tempest thrusted constantly, bringing Twilight to orgasm. She paused to take a breath, then yanked off the top of her suit. Her bouncing breasts and huge frame made Twilight squeal and juices spray. Twilight was forced against the headboard, and Tempest loomed over her, "you're mine, princess," She growled. Twilight came again. Now Tempest could unleash her full strength. With one hand on her lover's waist and one on her shoulder, one goddess forcefully pushed herself into another.

Twilight moaned, her back arching. She gripped Tempest's breasts, making milk spray between them. Already Tempest was about to come. "Tempest– aah!"

With a roar, Tempest exploded. Frothing blasts of cum filled up Twilight's womb. Her stomach bulged, then shimmered and returned to her smooth belly as her body assimilated it.

They kicked the remains of their clothes off the bed and moved to the shower. The hot water was delightful after so long with only hot springs. Tempest stood under the nozzle and ran her hands through her hair. Twilight climbed in after her. Their bodies were pressed close together as Twilight handed her soap. She rubbed it into Twilight's back, "accidentally" feeling her up as she went low.

Twilight turned around, "My turn." Her grip on Tempest's rear was shockingly strong. She hugged her lover's back, her breasts pushing against her. "Weird question. How much have you eaten of your own…"

"Cum?" Tempest asked, "I tried some, but…"

Twilight did her best to rest her chin on her shoulder. Her bicep was close enough. She ran her hand up and down Tempest's member, "It tastes good."

"I'll take your word for it." She'd tried it before, but…

Twilight unfolded the seat and set Tempest down. "Your princess commands it!"

Tempest felt downright flustered. "Oh, I love it when you take command," She sighed lustfully. She ran her hands up and down Twilight's purple body, feeling her curves and flanks.

Twilight straddled her, sitting on her lap. She pulled Tempest's penis up between them. It was enormous and thick. She began to massage it, "You have lost, commander! It's my turn now!"

"Not while I– oh…oh…Twilight!"

Twilight grabbed the back of Tempest's head and forced it forward. Unexpectedly, she exploded. Gouts of white cum spewed from her tip, covering Tempest's face, her neck, and her chest. A burst caught her in the mouth, and she clamped it shut, whipping her head back.

A few bursts splattered Twilight's face, and the rest hit the ceiling.

Tempest laughed. Twilight grinned, wiping her face. Their hair was sticky and gooey. Tempest's entire purple head was painted white. She swished the goo around in her mouth, then, at Twilight's gaze, swallowed. "My…that is good!"

Twilight kissed her. Tempest opened her mouth to share tongues, but to her shock, Twilight's mouth was full of cum. They shared the gooey, creamy substance, so different in texture from normal stallion fluid. Not that either knew what that was like.

Twilight bent down and latched herself onto Tempest's nipple. She sucked and swallowed creamy white milk. She drank and drank, making Tempest's eyes roll up in her head. Her breasts didn't change shape or size at all, even when one ran dry and Twilight had to switch. All she could feel was the jets of pleasure with each slurp.

They soon finished up in the shower, and they stepped out to see their bed cleaned; well, it was still a mess, but there was no more sweat and fluid.

They made dinner before they went to bed. The mysterious house fell asleep around them. They were still stranded, but it was a bit more modern.