“Ngh….ah….em-”

“Are we being too aggressive your highness?”

“I wouldn't say ‘aggressive’ but…”

“We only want to please you as you requested.”

“I know; and thank you.”

“Then do you wish for us to stop?”

“Not until I’ve- GN!”

Adalricus closed his eyes tightly as he arched his body. Relief rushed throughout the nerves of his entire being, bringing peace into his mind as he sighed heavily. The Changelings’ work had paid off, as his stress vanished with ease thanks to what they did. He opened his eyes moments later as he stretched his body and stood up straight.

“Surely you wish for us help settle your-”

However, Adalricus shook his head with a smile. “You’ve done enough; thank you my servants.” Adalricus gave a nod to the female Changelings as he moved off the table.

One of them frowned. “But this is odd; you wish not for sexual service?”

“There’s more ways than one to please one’s body aside from sexual pleasure; your massages satisfied me. Thus, you are dismissed,” Adalricus explained as he put his robe on, and left the room. The Changelings bowed and thank him for his praise as he vanished.

Adalricus yawned as he moved through the hallway of his home, craving for something to eat as he thought about what was head of him for the day. “I wonder what I should eat-”

“Dark Biscuits your highness?”

“I-” Adalricus blinked as a male Changeling appeared next to him, holding a tray of what he offered. “Where you come from…” he started as he took one and started to take the first bite.

“Her majesty has ordered for us to always be ready to serve you when requested.” he explained, as he held the tray at the same level as before.

Swallowing the first bite, he frowned. “While that’s understandable, I do not like having so many servants close by…ALL THE TIME!!!!” Adalricus yelled that last part, as he turned around. To no surprise, 3 other Changelings were behind him with their arms behind them, ready for whatever he demanded. While this has been happening his entire life, it always brought displeasure to him. “All of you, PLEASE stop following me; that’s an order!”

Most of them gave very displeased expressions, before looking at one another. They seemed uneasy and looked very nervous.

Naturally confused, Adalricus looked to the one closest to him. “What’s their problem…?”

Smiling nervously, “W-well, her majesty- your mother, stated that if we are not near you at all times, she would cut our horns off and make the one ‘left’ to us eat it…” he explained.

Adalricus paused as he was about to take the second bite of his Dark Biscuit. It took him a few seconds before he actually took it and started to chew. “Hmgn…” He then swallowed before he looked to the ones behind him. “Did she really- wait, this is my mother we’re talking about; of course she would…” Adalricus sighed heavily as he walked past the servant closest to him. Honestly, how could he forget that it was become of his mother that he was always under watch? He looked on ahead and felt even more stress. REALLY mother? Honestly, we’re not animals; we have class! he thought in his mind. One obvious thing that Adalricus did not like about his mother, Queen Chrysalis, was that she often threatened her own kind without hesitation.

Adalricus held the traits of any Changeling, but kept the traits that were passed on from his mother. This of course, counted for having her eyes, mane, and tail. Although, his horn was naturally shaped slightly differently, and his mane was not as long as hers while carrying a shade of green closer to emerald. Like any of their species, he had holes in various parts of his legs, arms, mane, tail, and of course, his wings. He was already a young adult, if you compared to the maturity age cycle that was seen in ponies.

“MOTHER,” Adalricus called out as he opened the doors into their family room.

Queen Chrysalis looked up and smiled after acknowledging him. “My child…”

However, Adalricus’ feelings were not the same as he walked over to where his mother was. As expected, she was getting a personal spa treatment from their changeling servants. Dressed in a white bath robe, his mother was laid back in a chair as the changelings tended to her feet, hands, and legs. Her mane was wrapped in a towel that also covered her horn. Stepping forward, “Mother, we need to talk…”

“Of course dear; I am always here for you…” she said, as she gestured to her servants to stop. She stood up from her chair and walked over to him. Before saying anything else, she suddenly pulled him in for a hug. “What is it, my dear prince?” she asked sweetly.

“MOTHER-” Adalricus started as he was embarrassed. “Not in front of them!” he added, as his dark face grew a shade of red. To no surprise, snickering gestures came from the servants, as well as admiration with ‘aww’ and ‘how cute’ gestures. It wasn’t hard for him to break free from his mother who was naturally a few feet taller than him. Although, her motherly breasts DID make it hard to breathe sometimes.

Pouting, Queen Chrysalis rolled her eyes as she released her son. Yes, as it turns out, she did have a particular soft-side. More than often, she was always showing the ‘wicked’ side of her when in front of her servants, and/or when in front other creatures such as annoying ponies. As a mother however, she couldn’t resist snuggling him non-stop with everything. Most would never expect for her and her culture to have the same kind of royal living to that of Princess Celestia and Luna. Any queen had her standards, and her race was more than just leeches to other creatures in the world that they lived in. The scheme of her castle was naturally ‘dark’ and somewhat gothic, matching the overall appearance of her and her race.

“Leave us.” she ordered to all the changelings in the room.

When they were finally alone, the prince spoke. “Mother, we need to talk about ‘this’,” he started.

Queen Chrysalis smiled sweetly as she started to move her hand through his mane, much to his annoyance as she asked, “And what exactly is ‘this’ that we’re talking about? Do you wish to change your mane?” She smiled as she enjoyed teasing her son, because she knew how much she loved it, and how much he hated it. Just like any mother.

When he ‘escaped’ from her hands, he continued speaking. “Mother, I really do NOT enjoy having our servants follow me everywhere I go. Really now, why must you make it so difficult for me when I've told you the same thing almost every day?” After getting straight to the main subject, he added, “And must you REALLY threaten them? I mean, ‘cut their horns off and make another eat it’? We do not need to make more creatures in general to fear ‘us’!”

Queen Chrysalis let out a laugh as she shook her head and walked over to a mirror where she examined her face, wanting to be pleased with work that was previously done. “Sweetie, if there’s one thing that I’ve learned over the years, it’s that it’s bettered to be ‘feared’ than simply ‘respected’.” she explained.

Adalricus rolled his eyes. “Oh here we go again.”

“What?”

“You’ve used that line enough times.”

Queen Chrysalis frowned as she raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

“Don’t you remember? You told me many times that that’s the reason why you fell in love with my father,” he reminded her.

She placed a hand on her cheek. “O-oh, did I?” she asked with a blush, as she looked to the side and thought back to peasant memories.

“Yes, you did…” Now he was just becoming more and more annoyed. And now that they were on that subject, “When am I going to see my father again?” he asked. To be honest, he was also curious if she could answer this question.

His mother suddenly frowned as he asked her that. She sighed before stating, “I am sorry, but your father Sombra is still having trouble in another dimension. As you can imagine, it’s the reason why you haven’t seen him for almost a year…”

“Of course…” Prince Adalricus lowered his head with disappointment. He admired his father greatly, and always wanted to spend more time with him. Despite the troublesome relationship of not seeing him often, his father was never less of a good father in his life. In fact, he was still in a positive relationship with his mother for the sake of him. “Going on to more important matters, I prefer it if you stop threatening our servants and stop making them follow me around every single second,” Prince Adalricus said. "It's as if you enjoy seeing me unhappy!"

As happy as she was with her son changing the subject, she was not pleased that it was THIS subject again. “I am sorry Adalricus, but I can’t bear the thought of you going anywhere without your servants tending to your every need. That, and protecting you if any would try to threaten you…”

“Well maybe if you STOPPED threatening any living thing in sight, I wouldn’t have to fear for my life now would I???” he asked her, as he was getting nowhere with his own mother. At least she gave a better reason for their changelings to be following him to protect him, instead of tending to his needs. “I am not a child anymore,” he added, trying to prove a point. After all, she did not have as much ‘protection’ as he did, in terms of the amount of servants/guards around him.

“Like I said before: it’s better to be feared than to be simply respected.” Queen Chrysalis said, defending her way of life. “If we’re done here, perhaps we should get you something to eat; you look thin…” She placed a hand on his face, exaggerating like a typical mother.

“I am not THAT hungry,” the Prince said as he blushed slightly.

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Adalricus sighed as he left the dining room after 10 minutes. As expected, he tried to eat as much as he could and as fast as he could because of how uncomfortable it was for him. Why? Well aside from the obvious issue of having at least 3 servants on each side for him, his mother questioned him repeatedly if he wanted anything aside from what was in front of him. Adalricus did love his mother, but this was becoming too stressful for him. Particularly within the last 2 years, where he first started to complain about these conditions. Was it because they were possibly growing apart? Was it because he was already reaching maturity as a young adult? Regardless, he needed some time for himself, and the best privacy he could get in his home was his own room.

“What am I going to do with her...?” he wondered aloud. He could tell that there were at least 6 Changelings behind him, and so he moved a bit faster to his room. When he placed his hand on the knob, he turned around to face his servants. “I’ll be taking a nap; no disturbances…PLEASE.” With that and a quick nod, he moved into his room and closed the door behind him. Just as he was about to let out a sigh of relief, he froze as he realized that he wasn’t alone in his room; a Changeling servant was cleaning his room.

“There we go…” she said, as she finished cleaning the vases that held flowers in Prince Adalricus’ room. An interesting fact about these flowers was how Queen Chrysalis stated that her son had a strong preference for flowers in general. Perhaps it because he admired their beauty and/or smell, thus having a natural demand for them to be in his room. This changeling obviously thought that it was cute as she showed a smile. “Now then, for the sheets- EPH!?!”

“And what are you doing in my room?”

“Y-your highness-” she started.

Adalricus gave a small smirk as he held her by the waist. With her body facing him, he only needed to lift her chin with his free hand. Adalricus may have been a sweet caring individual, but he was still a male with instincts to take control. Thus, this was the most ‘evil’ thing that he would do to his servants, if they were female. “Again: why are you in my room?”

“I-I-I…” she started as she turned red. While she wore a maid outfit that didn’t show any skin (long sleeve and socks), him touching her physically often made her feel embarrassed. Yes, this wasn’t the first time that she was ‘touched’ by Prince Adalricus himself.

“Rita?”

She turned even redder. He actually remembered her name? “Y-your highness?”

“Did you bring me new flowers?” Adalricus looked over to the vases near his window. He then smiled. “Why thank you; I know that I can always rely on YOU to give me what I want the most…” A larger smile emerged from him, as he whispered in her ear with those very words.

“T-thank you…?” she asked with a nervous smile. She then grew a green blush across her face as he was making her feel embarrassed. It got worse as he started to…smell her now? “Nh!?”

“I can tell that you’ve been using that shampoo that I’ve recommended to you,” Adalricus commented, as his snout was buried in her mane. Yes, even their kind had their standards when it came to hygiene. Oh did she smell so good as he moved his hands down her shoulders before asking, “I am not making you feel uncomfortable, am I?”

“N-no, I am completely fine; your bidding is my command your highness…” she said shyly.

Adalricus frowned as he released her. “Never mind then.”

“Eh?”

“You’re free to go; thank you again for the flowers Rita~” he said smoothly, as he made his way to his dresser.

Rita the changeling was beyond confused as she found her voice. “I don’t understand; did I do something wrong…?” she asked, tilting her head.

“No, you were just being honest, and I appreciate that~” Adalricus explained, as he looked himself in the mirror.

“I-” Rita was NOW scared; did she anger him? “M-master, please tell me if I could have done anything-”

Now Adalricus was just getting annoyed, but curious about something. “Tell me, what type of sexual fetishes do you have?”

Seeing that he was actually continuing on with the subject, she answered, “Whatever it is that you enjoy…my majesty…”

Of course… “Tell me, what is your favorite thing to eat?” he then asked, keeping his eyes on the mirror.

“Whatever you enjoy.”

“What do you enjoy as a hobby?”

“Collecting flowers-”

Oh?

“-because you enjoy them, your majesty.”

Oh…

“If you’re curious of what my favorite-”

“Let me guess: ‘whatever is my favorite, is your favorite.’…correct?” Adalricus asked, as he turned this time.

Excited, she nodded rapidly, expecting him to be pleased. “YES!”

“I thought so: GET OUT.”

Her face remained the same as he opened the door, with both of them looking at one another. Her smile SLOWLY vanished when she realized that he was NOT pleased. “B-b-but, I don’t understand-!”

Having a heart- surprisingly-, Adalricus gave a small frown. “Well, you don’t seem to have a personality.”

“What?!”

“You only like what I like; that’s not very arousing, now is it?” Adalricus answered honestly. Adalricus honestly didn’t like it when every female he came across, only reflected themselves off his own preferences; he wanted one who was honest and was not a doll. This was too much in his life, making it very awkward for him to find a future bride.

“I-I-I-I-I-I-”

“Huh?”

“…….EH-” Rita’s eyes watered as she gave the most depressing expression that you could possibly imagine.

“What- d-don’t cry!” he suddenly said, as he released his door and moved his hands to her arms. Things were getting out of hand as it didn’t stop the tears from flowing out of her.

“I-I…o-only wanted to please y-you!!” Her voice broke despite his attempts to comfort her. Her eyes shut as she shook her head. “I failed you- MFF!” Her eyes suddenly snapped opened.

Adalricus’ mouth pressed against her own accordingly. His expression was relaxed as their lips made contact, and his tongue dug into her mouth. All successful in calming her down, he watched as her eyes closed and her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Mfh…~” she moaned softly. As if expecting it, she gave no other reaction as he lifted her off her feet and carried her over to his bed. She allowed him to explore the contents of her mouth, bringing even more excitement into her.

I just HAD to play with the sensitive one… Adalricus thought as he was partially annoyed. While he knew the name of every servant in the castle, he would at times forget how they varied in personality. Rita, who just reminded him, was VERY sensitive to criticism.

Rita’s body shook as Adalricus was working fast; his kissing technique was very talented as it distracted her from realizing that his hands were working to strip her. She gasped/moaned as her laces came off with ease, allowing him complete excess to her almost-nude body. His face nuzzled against her neck as her excitement finally seemed to settle and flow gently.

“Better?” he asked, as he kissed her ear.

“Mhhh,” was her answer.

Now completely sure that she was not going to cry anymore, his tongue gently swirled around the holes on her ear. A particular weakness, the holes that were found across their limbs, wings, etc. carried the most sensitive nerves in their bodies. Her shuddering and gasping confirmed this, as his tongue continued to lick around the ‘rings’ before moving towards her breasts. He took only a moment to remove her bra by sliding one hand under her body, while using the other to grasp and pull her panties down.

Now fully naked, her blushes grew a deeper shade of green, as she shifted her body a bit to cover her female body parts.

Quite curious to this sudden change, he asked, “Surely you haven’t forgotten that I’ve seen your body at least twice before…have you?”

“…” She simply looked to the side. “N-no…” Accepting what he reminded her, she slowly moved her arms low while her legs shifted once more.

“That’s a good girl,” he spoke softly. Now that it got to this point, he was happy that he changed his mind beforehand. He peered down to see her completely exposed body. He moved his tongue against her nipples while his hands were already tending to her delicate flower. Both carried the same tone of her eyes, as her pubic hair held the same tone as her mane.

The dark prince watched as his servant squirmed slightly to his touch. Her soft sounds were pleasing enough to his ears, but not his lust. He continued to gently rub her closed flesh, rubbing it repeatedly to where he felt her body heat taking affect. It took only a few more seconds before he felt the familiar moisture that she produced during their previous sexual encounter. His fingers wasted no time digging deeper and deeper, causing her to arch and react properly. Her body moved against his fingers, wanting him to effectively pleasure her. It was was nothing new for the dark prince, as all of the females he slept with were never disappointed with being pleasured by a male of power.

“So delicate,” he remarked with a smile.

“Ngh...ah oh prince!” she cried, drooling slightly as she opened her mouth while closing her eyes. Her body squirmed even more, as his relationship with her really made her horny. She felt oh so deliciously closer towards her orgasm, as he moved his fingers upwards and against her g-spot. Her cries grew, before she arched her body once and,

“Only 3 minutes?” the prince commented, pulling out his fingers. “That's a new academy record,” he added before licking his fingers. He watched as clearly it was an intense climax for the changeling servant; she kept her eyes closed while licking her lips repeatedly. Slowly but surely, she started to fall asleep, turning her head slightly against the pillow as her master moved his own covers over her body. Reaching her waist, she shifted slowly.

“Well that was fun,” he commented, sighing as he left her alone. As he walked out of his room, he acknowledged his closest servant and friend waiting for him.

“Only 3 minutes? She lasted longer than most girls that I myself have had fun with~” Raúl commented with a cocky grinn, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He bore similiarty to the prince, although his mane was red and his eyes were white. While not of royalty, his family had a long lineage serving Adalricus' family line for generations. In fact, his father played a nanny role for Adalricus whenever his mother was away for various reasons. Sadly, he died of illness nearly 5 years ago.

“HA!” Adalricus remarked, as his best friend was always a showoff. “Well then perhaps you grow tired of changelings?”

Raúl raised an eyebrow. “What are you implying?”

Adalricus' smile vanished for a few seconds, indicating that he wanted to be serious with his closest friend. “Well in all honesty, I am actually quite tired of this life...”

“What?”

“I mean it...” the prince of the changelings slowly walked a few steps forward, looking at the floor. “I spoke with my mother not so long ago.”

“Oooooooooooh, what did her majesty say to her fuzzy wussy little black berry plum?” Raúl asked, talking in a foal-tone just to tease the prince before him as he gestured with his hands.

“Buck you!” Adalricus popped a vein as he stuck the middle finger to Raúl who simply laughed. “She refuses to take me seriously despite having brought up the same issue repeatedly for almost 2 years now!”

Raúl chuckled as the prince continued to speak. “Well what do you expect? Your mother loves her only child like any typical mother would. Hell, my own mother, who is retired, still spends 10 minutes a day asking me if anything of sort had happened to me while serving the royal family of our kingdom.” This time, he opened his arms as if welcoming one new the castle. “You would think that after 5 years, she would stop being overprotective about me...especially when her room is 2 floors down!”

Adalricus rolled his eyes. “I still have it worse; I lack freedom Raúl, even with my status I cannot have what I desire the most. I feel like a prisoner who is always under watch.” He looked down the hallway. “I KNOW you're there!”

Raúl looked to see that 3 servants peering out of the the doorways that the hallway carried. They had that same positive smile before one had asked, “Something that you desire your highness?”

“...” The annoyed prince tapped Raúl's shoulder. “Come with me,” he whispered, as they headed the other direction.

Raúl followed him and looked behind him before whispering, “Going to speak with your mother again?”

The prince gave a dark laugh. “Oh no, I am done with talking; action speaks louder than words...” He then smirked as they turned a corner and engulfed himself in green fire, before appearing as a changeling servant...

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"Oh my, you look as if you're about to explode..." Queen Chrysalis cooed, watching her servant with pleasure.

"Y-y-your highness-"

She only smiled as she continued to fondle his balls without mercy. Now this may seem harmless at first, but just about any male would agree that enduring hand-play from somepony like her was beyond difficult. Especially if she was doing it for more than an hour, to where her poor changeling servant was chained to the wall of her private chambers. It was not uncommon for the Queen to milk her servants, as their semen held special properties that would do wonders for her hair and skin. However, she had to make sure that each servant she used had practiced abstinence for 7 days. A Changeling's deposit of seed would become richer if delayed from ejaculation for longer periods of time. Thus, this poor bastard was ordered not to touch himself for a week, otherwise the Queen would have forced the Changeling left of him to cut his dick off and eat it in front of them.

"Hmmm....I think that I need to simulate your deposit before I actually try to force it all out..." she whispered in his ear, pressing over to him. While she still wore a robe, he was bare and could only feel the shape of her breasts. Such a tease, she groped both of his balls with a firm grip thus causing him to whine. She smiled even more, as she was looking forward to what he had in store for her.

However, her fun was interrupted as another servant announced his arrival with a cough.

Annoyed, she she looked over to him. "WHAT IS IT?" she asked, as if he were an annoying little brother who wouldn't shut up while she was trying to focus studying at home.

Bothered by what she was still doing even while talking to him, he took a moment to pause before answering, "Your highness, it's the matter of your son," This time, he held up an envelope that was entitled, "To mother".

Raising an eyebrow with some concern, her horn glowed and caused the envelope to float towards her. She then used magic once more to open it and hold the letter up to her face. Within a few seconds, she gave a horrified expression as her magic shook the letter indicating her reaction. "AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried with rage, as the room suddenly went dark.

"AHHHH!"

As expected, Queen Chrysalis had instinctively tighten her hold on her servant's testicles, causing him to release. Strong and firmly, her hand forced an immediate ejaculation, causing her entire upper-right body to be covered in Changeling semen. Thick and high in quality, the smell stunned the Queen as expected.

She slowly turned her head to see that her servant gave a expression of relief, having the torture ended sooner than expected. Obviously, the queen was not pleased as she glared at him. "Grrh..."

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"Can we take a break? We've been walking for hours! In fact, why can't we just fly???"

Adalricus rolled his eyes as they stopped. Surrounded by nothing but the wild forest life, both Changelings held a bag over their respective shoulder. "Well Changelings are not exactly eye-appealing to foreign cultures," he pointed out, dropping his bag and crossing his legs with a sigh. To be honest, he felt just as tried.

Raúl followed but with a louder sigh. "Well we're hours away from the kingdom, so surely now is the perfect time to carry a pony appearance?"

"Um..." Adalricus looked to the side, growing a faint blush.

"Your majesty?"

"I can't transform into a pony that well," the Prince confessed while looking down. With that, green fire engulfed him entirely to where his original appearance returned.

"What? What was that?" Raúl also abandoned the servant disguise.

"I can't transform into a pony! You happy?!"

"Well yeah, kinda. Hehe."

"I've never seen a real pony physically; we can only transform into another species when we actually come across one!"

"Hmmmm... Well that's true," Raúl admitted, placing a hand on his chin while he thought of a situation. He also decided to change into a white Pegasus while carrying on the traits of red in both his mane and eyes. "I think I have an idea..."

Author's Notes:

And so the journey begins for the dark prince. Where will he go now? Where do you think?

Ciao for now~