While walking home one afternoon, when I hear a whooshing noise from an alley between two buildings. I look at the origin of the noise to see what it is, but also strap off my back-up incase of unexpected attackers

Inside of the alley is a softly glowing orb, all the colors of the rainbow shimmering across its surface.

"What is that?"

The orb continues to glow, sitting on top of a small pile of garbage bags. It looks like it fell. I walk on over to pick up the orb carefully, reaching for it with curiosity.

“Huh, I wish I could find out what this thing does.”

As my fingers explore the glassy surface, a strange energy begins to stream through my body, making everything from my fingertips to my toes tingle.

Moments later, I pass out, only to awaken in a bed.

My eyes flutter open, and the light is soft. The bed I am laying in seems more like a comfortable pile, soft and plush. The walls of the room seem to be in are made of some white, cottony substance, and as I look about, I realize that the 'bed' I’m in is also made of this stuff.

I-is this... Is this clouds? I think it is. Only makes sense with all of it being the same. I look around the room, trying to ascertain where I am.

A small window shows a beautiful vista, with a sprawling valley below. There appears to be furniture of some sort, sculpted of the same material as the rest. I hear a soft, feminine voice from nearby, speak.

"Hello? Are you awake?"

I turn, and see what appears to be a pony walk into the room, bouncing slightly off of the floor as she moves. I assume it’s a she by the voice, and she just moves in a feminine way. As she walks past the window, a bright gleam catches my eye, and I see that she has a magnificent pair of beautiful, awe-inspiring, lovely wings, in a similar style as a butterfly. In shades of gold, green, and orange, they stand out as the sunlight glints off their glossy facets.

The mare herself is a soft, butter-yellow, and has a flowing green mane.

I lay there looking at the perfect sight before my eyes. The beauty leaves me in a trance mixed in with the perfect timing of the sun. All I can do is attempt a response at the wondrous mare in front of my eyes.

"Yes... Who are you?"

I say in a soft voice not wanting her to move away from the perfect pose. Her wings flutter slightly as she steps closer, and her kind face now just a short distance from my own.

"I'm Breeze-Heart. I saw you yesterday, laying in the Valley. You looked hurt, and I couldn't bear the thought of another pony being hurt, so I brought you back here."

Her voice is melodious, and soft, and the breeze from her wings is just heavenly- but wait, what did she mean, another pony? I'm a human, right?

"Uh... Wait, a pony? No I'm a human male. I just found this orb and ended up here. How can I be a pony?"

The closeness of her face sends my cheeks into a light blush

"O-oh, I'm sorry, I've never heard of the Human clan of pegasi. I-I didn't mean to offend."

She shrinks back from me, looking a bit worried. I look down at my own body out of shame hoping I wasn't a pony as I panned my head down slowly

Sure enough, she's right. I appear to be a pony, with a light purple coat, and you can see a few strands of white and cream hair from what I have to presume is my mane. On top of all that is a set of wings, the feather's color fading from light purple to near-white at the tips.

"Uh...."

I can’t say much at the sudden change in body

"I am sorry there Breeze-Heart. I didn't realize I was an actual pony"

I move my front forehooves around. She looks at me quizzically.

"Uhm, I'm sorry. A-are you well? D-do you need some help with anything? I-I'm sorry I don't know where your clan is, I'm not very good at keeping track of the pegasi. My mother says that we should be careful around you, but you don't look too dangerous."

She eeps as she realizes what she just said.

"I-I-I didn't mean to insult you! I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me!"

She is now rearing back on the cloudy floor, obviously scared of either me or my reputation I suppose.

“I'm not in any clan."

My body carries me over to the now hiding mare that makes land on the cloud floor. A hoof of mine extends to pat her back gently and reassuringly that I am no threat.

Unfortunately, as I try to walk, all of my joints feel weird, resulting in my painful collapse to the cloudy floor. As I try to untangle myself, Breeze-Heart hurries over and untangles me, apologizing profusely.

"I'm so sorry, I-I didn't mean to be so inhospitable. J-just please sit down, I don't want you to get injured!"

She seems awfully frightened for a mare with a nearly handicapped colt in her home.

"How did I get like this? ow"

"I-I tried to get you home, but I wasn't strong enough, s-s-so I used my fluttermagic to help. I'm sorry, I know it's against the treaty, but I was just trying to get you safe!"

She looks to be on the verge of tears. All I can do is look at her and nearly make my own tears.

"P-please don't cry. Whenever I see other ponies cry, I tend to as well."

Deciding not to push the treaty part...

"I would give you a hug if I could."

She looks at you, still looking a little fearful.

"A... A hug? I... uhm, o-okay, j-just don't take my family away!"

She says the last part in a rush, and hugs you, burying her face in your chest.

"There, there. Nothing bad is going to happen, I promise" My forehooves try to hug her back

She just sniffles.

"A-as you say. I-I'll do whatever you want, just please... don't hurt my family."

She continues to shiver in your grasp, until she knocks me over, landing on top of me.

"Please?"

I pull her close, and just hug her. Though she seems to think there's more at ha-hoof, she soon settles into my embrace, her wide, sparkling wings waving slowly as she drifts to sleep. Strangely, I feel tired as well, yawning and falling asleep with her.

The next morning, you awake to find that Breeze-Heart isn't in the room with me.

I take in a deep sigh an attempt to get up again.

"It was the right thing to do Zach..."

Again tumbling off my legs as I try to stand on limbs with joints that work entirely wrong, forcing me to struggle to get up. Several minutes later, I've finally figured out how to stand and get up on my own, though walking still has not yet revealed its secret to me.

As I try standing again, I hear a gasp from one side of the room, and see that a previously blank wall had been pulled open into a door.

Standing in the doorway is Breeze-Heart, along with a slightly older looking mare, also with butterfly wings, and a similar coloration. The only difference is that her wings are in gold, blue, and green.

I look over at the two beautiful ponies

"Hey there."

"Greetings, scout of Clan Human, in the name of our village. I am Whispering Wind, and you've already met my daughter, Breeze-Heart. I trust she has been as accommodating to your desires, sir?"

The older mare's voice is calm, but I can detect an undercurrent of mild fear, or perhaps merely apprehension.

"Consider no debt incurred, sir, we have no wish to hold you to our village if you want to leave."

"No.. no, it's fine here. I wish no harm to be done here either to such a lovely place. You're daughter has been harmless, so everything is in order"

The older mare nods.

"As you wish. I assume you will need a resupply. My daughter mentioned that she is unsure of where your clan is roosting, and I must admit that I hadn't heard of your clan before today, either. May I ask when you are, ah, intending to leave?"

"Um..."

I go blank on what to say.

"N-no... I'm thinking of staying here for a little while. Change and scenery and all"

I try to smile sincerely at the two mares. The older mare's expression is stony, but Breeze's is stricken, like she isn't sure if she should run or not.

"As you wish, sir. As the treaty states, we are at your service in interim. Whatever you need, merely ask."

The older mare states this all with an emotionless voice, before turning and stepping out, her wings fluttering slightly as she walks.

"W-will you be needing-"

Breeze gulp in the middle of her sentence.

"-anything?"

She still sounds scared in spite of how nice I was. What is going on here?

"Uh... a-another hug!"

I just stand there still unable to hug yet wince at my somewhat harsh commands I yell at her. Breeze fearfully steps up to you, wrapping you in an embrace. She smells nice, like kiwi fruit. Several hours later, after she has brought me food, fruits and vegetables arranged in spectacular arrays. She asks a question, though it’s obviously bothering her.

"Would you like any of the... specialty? The stuff for the pegasi only, I mean."

"The stuff for only pegasi? What is it exactly? This seems fine to me."

I start to eat at the fruits first, and she lets out a breath she had evidently been holding.

"N-nevermind, it's unimportant, sir. I hope you enjoy the food, it's the best we can offer."

I continue to eat the food but see there is far too much for me on my own.

"Care to have some?"

She looks torn, as if she's supposed to say one thing, and wants to say the other.

"Uhm, only if you want me to, sir."

I pat a hoof on an empty spot.

"Come join me, there is too much for me to finish"

I smile at her warmly

She smiles shakily back, then climbs onto the spot next to you cautiously. Settling in, in a different way than I did (realizing I sat like a human entirely by reflex. Maybe that explains Lyra?) Breeze tentatively reaches for what looks like and orange, already peeled. She brings it carefully to her mouth, delicately nibbling at the fruit. She peeks adorably over the round top of the orange.

I reach over for a few grapes and eat them individually slowly. I then look over at Breeze-Heart and blush at how she is action so adorably. I soon forget my appetite and only look at her. She blushes, and tries to hide behind the half-orange remaining.

"Y-yes? What is it?"

"You look so cute. Why are you action like that?"

"C-cute?"

She squeaks the word like it's a threat.

"I-I'm just trying to be a-a-accommodating."

She shrinks down behind the orange some more, no longer nibbling the fruit.

"Oh... I'm so sorry if I scared you... c-can you please keep nibbling on that orange?”

I go back to eating in an attempt to show the mare I am not a threat. She jerkily goes back to eating the orange, her eyes never leaving you as she sits there. Soon growing full after a few minutes of eating the fruits, I look back at her. She's working on a seventh orange, and clearly hasn't been eating any of the other food.

"I see you really like oranges there."

"Uhm, as you say, sir."

She really seems timid, and half the words she says now are whispered. I can only look at the display and smile at it.

"Enough with the sir stuff... call me Zach."

"Of course, Scout Zach. It shall be as you say."

"And... enough of that as well. I am just a hu-pony. I do not own you. You can say as you feel."

"Y-yes si- uh, Zach. M-may I be excused, then?"

"...What did I say? Enough with that stuff. Be open."

"Uhm, you ordered that I not address you by rank or title, Zach. I shall try to do better."

"For now on, you do not take commands from me."

She just looks confused.

"S- Zach?"

"Yes?"

"I-I don't understand. I-Isn't that a command? So, wouldn't I have to disobey that by obeying your orders?"

She just looks perplexed, and is fidgeting nervously. I sigh as I try to explain.

"You are free, you do not take order from me"

"I-I don't understand."

She sniffles, and turns, rolling off the cushions and fleeing the room, a confused glance over her shoulder as the only recognition. She's crying.

"Ah crap"

I slowly walk following her trail now feeling guilty on the inside. As I begin wandering the cloud-house, I realize how hard it is to find anything when the doors look like walls and the the walls all look the same. In fact, I can't find anything but my own room, as that's the only room with its 'door' still open. I can only walk into it being there there is no other option to head to

"How do they navigate this place?"

After waiting for several hours, the sun finally begins to set once more. Breeze still hasn't returned. All I do is lay on the bed crying softly.

"W-what did I do wrong?"

Eventually, I cry myself to sleep. The next morning, I’m awakened to a stern-looking Whispering Wind standing in the doorway.

"I wish to apologize for the actions of my offspring, and the displeasure she caused you. To repay the insult, her life is now in your hooves, sir, to do with as you please."

A scared looking Breeze peeks out from behind her mother, and trots to me.

"As per the code, she is no longer Breeze Heart, and is now merely Breeze. May she serve you better this time, sir."

Whispering Wind bows deeply and steps backwards out of the room, closing the 'door' behind her with a flap of her wings. Breeze turns to me, head and ears down.

"Oh no... I-I'm so sorry Breeze."

I open up my hooves to invite her into a hug. She apparently doesn't see my gesture and continues to sit there. I also realize that all the color has faded from her wings. So I instead get up and hug her myself

"I'm so sorry"

I just hold her in my hooves as comforting as I can be, She leans against me slightly, then does the oddest thing.

She kisses me, out of nowhere, and wraps her hooves around my shoulders.

My eyes go wide at the feeling of the twist. Instead of fighting back, I push against her to kiss back. She pushes me onto my back, still locking lips with me. I feel an odd sensation as I hear a twin "FWUMP!" sound. Looking fromt he corner of my eye, I realize my wings are straight out at either side of me.

Her wings, dull gray, begin filling with color, a soft purple and a pale cream, like the colors of my coat and mane.

I look at her wings curiously and wonder why they are changing suddenly, but I can only still kiss her. Finally, she breaks off the kiss, and rolls carefully onto her back, her wings spread beneath her.

"Anything you wish of me, is yours. I am entirely at your disposal."

Her voice cracks partway through, but she seems less scared now.

"Why are your wings changing."

I ask with my cheeks rosy red. She turns her head to look at them, then turns back.

"A Flutter-Pony's wings match her family colors, and I am now yours. Unless, that is, you would prefer me to be gray-winged?"

Her wings have regained their shiny coloration, and are now a light, metallic violet, with cream symbols in them and white arcs outlining them.

"They look so beautiful like that Breeze. So... are you ever going to be with your mother's family again?"

I crawl on over to her still staring at the wings. She turns her head away, but embraces me.

"I don't have a mother now. I'm yours, nopony else's."

"Wow... You have an interesting society here."

I use a hoof to pull her face to face my own, locking my eyes straight with hers.

"And it's a wonderful one here."

She looks me in the eyes, still unsure, then simply kisses me and closes her eyes. I feel something warm inside. More than anything, I feel the need to protect her, and to keep her safe from anything.

My own eyes close as well, and I wrap my hooves around her neck as this strange feeling sets in my heart. I still hold the kiss as determination takes hold of me to keep this mare safe. Another warm feeling overtakes me, this one a bit more external, as one of her hooves strokes my wing, and my feel something stirring.

The wing she stokes shakes in excitement. My mouth and tongue feel an urge to get more of her own. I press down harder upon the mare and force my tongue into her mouth. She squeals, and presses harder against my body, and I feel her back legs hook around my own. As my newly-acquired stallionhood attests, I definitely feel something for Breeze.

She breaks the kiss to speak.

"Whatever pleases you, sir, is yours, by my own free will."

Her forehooves then stroke my wings and flank, causing pleasant sensations to race through my mind. My breathing goes irregular for the first few moments of her sensational stroking. My mouth moves down to kiss her neck as I feel more sensations building up in my body.

A forehoof of my own travels down her left wing and it stroke it as I kiss and lick as her neck in slow but passionate patterns. She winces and jerks away from the touch at her wing, but then she moans at my ministrations. She casually pulls at my flanks grinding my now-sensitive and exposed member against her belly.

"I-I may not have a-any right to d-demand, but p-please don't tease me much longer."

Her breathing is tight and erratic, and she's moving sensually across my body as I continue my performance on her neck.

Deciding to give in to her demand, the lower half of my body pulls away from her belly. My erect member now aims directly at the open crevice of her slit and slides in with ease.

During that time, the ministrations on her flank continue on along with the pleasing on her neck showing no end in sight. When the shaft enters into her however, everything takes a sudden motion of hardness as I twitch upon breaching her inner sanctum.

She squeaks, and winces with pain for a moment, before softening into my embrace. While her wing seems to be bothering her slightly, she gives in, sliding fully onto my erect member, whimpering as I bottom out in her.

She then begins moving in tandem with me, and, for a moment, I could swear I felt my heart and hers beat in time with each other. She pulls I close to her as I begin my movements, and she strokes my mane and left wing.

My eyes open with the pure bliss of her feeling, and they look into hers deeply to make sure I get approval to continue on. I soften the ministrations on her flank.

She shudders, though with fear or ecstasy, I'll never know, as she embraces me and takes me in stride. With a grunt, she thrusts her tongue into my mouth and holds me close, the thrumming of our two hearts perfectly synchronized.

Seeing the approval in her embrace and sudden kiss, my hips begin to make a motion of slow and long patterns that send pleasure, not only through my body, but her as well. My tongue dances around with hers as I keep going.

Slowly gyrating against me, and squeaking softly into my mouth, her hooves holding her tightly to me. My body shivers over as I feel the wonders of her insides, her tongue, body, everything about her. Those motions I made earlier with my hips soon grow a little harder, and just a tiny bit faster over the course of two minutes

She responds in kind, and I feel a tickling sensation, heralding a climax, all too soon. The shivers return once my climax is reached very early on in the process. For a good long while, I still continue my motions of thrusting but they don't grow, which in turn don't increase my pleasure. I stay like this wondering if I should continue on or just stop altogether.

Strangely, after you climax, you don't feel any more tired for the feelings of filling her. She gasps and burrows her face into your shoulder, heralding her own climax, as she continues to move against me.

My face turns red after I fill her, but I still push forward now going in harder, calling to climax again within her.

Seeing my blushing face, she licks your cheek, wraps her legs around me, her rear legs locking my hips to hers as she shudders and begins thrusting against my hard, and I feel myself coming close to another climax.

The lick only increases the blood flow into my own cheeks. The feeling of everything she does to me which makes me shudder in pleasure. That is the final kick needed until I climax into her again.

She moans as I fill her again, and this time I feel my seed beginning to leak from her. She's moving faster now, wriggling underneath me as she holds me tight to her. Just this movement prompts another cascade from me,though, and I feel my shaft pulse as the climaxes begin to mesh together, the rest of the time feeling like a blur, as I ride from one crest to the next.

Finally, the two of us collapse, the slick of our combined juices soaked into the clouds below us and filling the air with the pervading smell of sex.

She is somehow on top of me now, but I can't remember when, or how many times we rolled over. All I know is that I’m still buried to the hilt in her, and she doesn't seem to mind.

I lounge the cloud bed with my wing still spread out and my breathing hard. All I do is look into her beautiful eyes and give her a, deep kiss.

She kisses back weakly.

Even though we started around noon, the stars are out now, and the moon is providing the light for the room.

Within moments, Breeze is asleep. Her gentle breathing is a comfort, but a few things keep nagging at me: why the sudden turnaround? And what was that about a treaty? It sounds like the pegasi around here have some type of agreement with these butterfly-ponies, but it doesn't sound too fair for the butterfly-ponies.

I only watch her sleep and wonder in my thoughts. One thing is clear though. I make a promise in my heart to fix the relations between the two tribes of species for the greater good of ponykind.

Slowly drifting to sleep myself, I thankfully bear no dreams of my own, and rest peacefully. During the night's slumber, my wings fold in automatically as I sleep. When the sun rises the next morning a gradually open my eyes

Around the room, I see that Breeze is still in my embrace, and that, at some point, I pulled out, as my member has returned to its sheath. Along with this, my seed has spilled out, and coated the ‘bed’ in its sticky spread.

Breeze mumbles something in her sleep, and snuggles closer to me.

I smile at the feeling and keep her held there for the longest of time, not caring of the residue on the ‘bed’. I look around the room to see if anything has changed at all, though it hasn’t. Or, wait...

The view outside has changed, and it’s much closer to the valley than I remember. I look at the view strangely.

“What the? How did we get there?”

She sounds frightened and evasive.

“No, no. It think we’ve moved a little from out last spot. Look outside.”

I point a hoof out the window to show a valley. She simply glances out, then wraps her forelegs around me.

She sounds desperate, like she expects me to do something, or realize something, or be angry about something.

“I’m sure it’s nothing.”

I look at her.

“Unless the cloud houses move, this isn’t normal. I’m curious as to what is going on outside”

I look out the window again to see if anything else has changed, but there’s nothing I can tell that is different, beyond the height and the lack of any other clouds nearby. As I turn around, I see that Breeze is sitting, an ashamed look on her face.

“Please, if you must, blame me. It was my ignorance that was the insult, and I simply did not wish my family harmed. I- I am yours to punish as you see fit.”

She looks almost defiant, but also immensely sad.

“Why on earth would I punish you Breeze? I blame myself for making you cry. But still, that doesn’t answer for the fact why we are changing the view on the valley”

I hug her dearly in an attempt to comfort and reassure her.

“There is no way I could ever punish you Breeze.”

She sniffs.

“A-as you wish, sir. Sorry, Zach.”

I only sigh at her display

“Come on, let’s get some air and a little bit of a cleaning.”

I break the embrace gently and stretch once I’m on all fours. As I stumble around, trying to find my balance, Breeze trots over and gently braces me. She guides me to the corner of the cloud room, the part with a darker ceiling.

She reaches up and taps the section of cloud sharply, causing water to pour down. She carefully helps me in, and steps in as well, her wings drooping in the wetness. She picks up a sponge in her teeth, and starts gently wiping me down.

I feel a blush start rising to my cheeks, and as she brings the sponge close to my back legs, I feel something start to react to her presence. With a sensation rising and my sword unsheathing I turn my body around and wrap my hooves around the back of her neck, pulling her into a deep kiss. She moans passionately into me, and I feel her voice as it vibrates along my tongue.

Suddenly, she ducks, and passes under me. I gasp as I feel her tongue swipe across the tip of my member, and I can intimately tell that it has a flared end. Not sure how to stand, I place my hooves carefully on her shoulders as she takes the tip into her mouth.

My body shivers as I feel her hot mouth envelop more along my shaft. An automatic response of mine is to rub her shoulders while she works wonders along the my member.

She twitches, and I feel her tongue swirl around the flared rim of my tip, and she starts humming, the gentle vibrations making me almost slip as my muscles turn to jelly. She pulls away, and I carefully step down. Then, she pushes me down, onto my back, and resumes putting her mouth to work on my member.

My teeth jitter at the sudden change in position Breeze forced me into. Happily accepting it though, I stroke her back, trying to maintain my composure through the sensations. As she pressed up, I feel my vocal cords release her name in pleasured tones.

She moans back, the vibrations sending shivering pulses of pleasure up my spine. I find myself grabbing her flanks and dragging her hips closer on instinct. Something about her scent is absolutely irresistible.

I tell her to move her mouth away from my throbbing shaft. She doesn’t seem to hear me, though, and simply dives further onto it, and I feel my tip touch the back of her throat... and keep going.

The sounds my mouth releases only rises in volume as I feel my first climax near, and she simply laps wildly with her tongue at the middle of my shaft, the tip buried in her throat, where she’s trying to swallow, the contracting movements bringing me closer to exploding.

I feel the motions carry me over, and I feel my throbbing stallionhood finally release its load deep down her throat, which makes my voice cry out her name in an ecstasy of pleasure. She simply swallows, then comes up for air as you peak again from the motion, finishing all over her face.

I feel the blush in my cheeks rise again as I look at her dirty face. My breathing goes hard as well. Once it catches up to a normal pattern, I picked up her body and begin to scrub her down very slowly with the sponge she used on me. Her aroma filled my nostrils, and she wiggles enticingly as I do so. After several more minutes, the two of us are finally clean, with Breeze providing a careful tongue bath for my still erect member.

She lays on top of me, the shower cloud now off, and she settles carefully onto me, the tight walls clamping furiously to my shaft. Then, instead of pumping, she simply lays on me.

“A-are you sure you want to go outside right now? It’s plenty comfortable r-right here”

She looks at me with huge, round eyes, and I simply can’t say no to that face. especially not after what that face has done for/to me. So I simply hold her, and we sit on the floor, slowly drying together.

Author's Note

So, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Yes, many chapters are going to end in clop. Increasingly wierd/interesting clop, but it's cloppy nonetheless.

With help from the magnificent Hunterz263, who is playing as poor Zach, and some major editing assistance from The Pieman, who helped remove all the Skype tags from the earliest part of the story, from when it was just a chat writing. Then, gDocs, ahoy!

Anyhow, if you see anything that needs to be fixed, please tell me, I'd love to fix it ASAP.