“Hey, Corey?”

“Yeah?”

“How long do you think Ember’s been living here?”

“I think… about two years, why?”

“Nothing, it’s just… how is he able to use magic like this? Creating a fucking double of himself? How is he able to do that? He’s only been here for only two years.”

“He’s been around using magic for a lot longer than you think.” The magical double interjected.

“What?” Brittany asked.

“Time flows differently here.” The double said. “At this point, Ember is technically thirty three years old.”

“What? But we’ve only been here a couple months. And Ember’s been here for almost two years.” Corey said.

“Time runs slower here.” The Ember Copy chuckled. “He’s been busy on earth for the past five years there.”

“Really? How’s that possible?” Brittany asked. Ember number two shrugged.

“No clue. I just know time works differently here.” Ember the second turned around, looking around the exotic-looking buildings. “Hey, there’s a restaurant over there. I wonder if they have shawarma here...”

“Mmmm.”

“MM-mmm.” I try to find a comfortable position.

“Mmmmhmm...” Kinda hard considering my dick’s firmly lodged inside Chrysi. How am I even still hard?

“Mmm… Ember?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you, eh… Take yourself out of me?”

“Getting uncomfortable?”

“Yes.”

“Alright.” I withdraw from Chrysi. The action making both of us gasp when I literally popped from her love tunnel. Chrysi quickly rolled around so she was facing me. “Better?”

“Maybe.” She giggled. “Hold me closer?” She batted her eyes cutely at me.

“You know you don't have to ask right?” I chuckle as I pull her closer to me. She made a squeaking sound and wrapped her arms around me.

“Yeah, I know...” She snuggled and nestled against me.

God… even as a human-bug, she's cute.

But, speaking of…

“Chrysi? Can I ask you a question?”

“Hmm? Sure.”

“Is this change to your body permanent?” There was a long silence, and then Chrysi brought her head up.

“Yes, why?”

“Nothing. Just asking.”

*Wow, she’s really committed.* I knew this was something a changeling could perform, since Mirage pretty much gave me all knowledge there is to know about them. But to know that Chrysi willingly did this permanent change to her body just for me...

God dammit, I'm getting all mushy again.

“Is it because I’m a changeling. Or that I was pony-shaped?” She asked.

“The pony-thing. I just wanted to know. It wouldn't've turned me off either way. If you wanted to know.”

“It’s ok. I had a feeling you wouldn’t mind.” Chrysi said.

“That supposed to be a joke?” I ask with a smile. “‘Cause y’know I can do this.” I snap my fingers and I turn into a changeling. The spell caught Chrysi by surprise, so I took advantage of it and nudged her onto her back. I then plopped myself on top of her, and I put my head right in between her breasts.

“Yes, I remember.” Chrysi laid her hands on top of my head. Huh, that feels, really good…

“Oh~ you like that?” She giggled. I just nodded.

And then she began scratching behind my ears.

I will not delve into what exactly happened after that, but I will say that being scratched behind the ear as a changeling, it’s the most wonderful sensation I have ever experienced. Right below sex to be specific. It felt like lightly masterbating my head. That’s the best I can describe it.

Anyway, Chrysi was scratching my ears, then she stopped, then I felt soft, squishy mounds press into the sides of my head. I was quick to deduce Chrysi was doing something close to smothering me with her breasts.

*You little tease.* I narrowed my eyes at her playfully. She just blushed while looking back at me with an innocent smile. I quickly developed an idea. If she’s gonna do this to me, well…

Let the battle begin, to put it simply.

I stick out my newly long tongue and lap at one of Chrysi’s nipples. This elicited a sharp gasp from her.

“Ch-cheater.” She panted.

“No, not theathing.” I said. “Rethaliathion.”

“Oh~ since you want to play like that.” She said, and a second later I felt something lightly caress my balls.

“Now thah’s theating.” I said. “Fine, leth’s play naughy.” I smirk though my tongue and bring one of my hind legs to press against Chrysi’s lower lips. I was rewarded with a lust-filled cry.

“You, ah~ cheater!” She gasped out.

“Theths you.” I punctuate my point with another lick. “Wanna go another round?”

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“Alright!” I reposition myself. I was just about to ram right into her for the nth time.

But then I heard knocking.

“Oh for fuck’s sake.” I groan. “Be right back.” I reluctantly get off my bed, change back to my human form, and open the door once I get to it.

It was Spark, the hell does she want?

“Hey Ember. Sorry to interrupt, but there’s a mare at the door, she wants to speak with you.” I sigh.

“Alright, be right there.” She nodded and walked off. I made my way to the front door and find a pony patiently waiting there.

She was a nice looking pony. She had a hazel coat, bright green eyes, and a bright yellow mane and tail with streaks of white and grey in them.

And she had this motherly feel about her. Her face and eyes showed years of… experience. They showed a pony in her mid forties that has gone through years of raising a child.

And they also showed the tiniest sliver of regret, I saw, for a fraction of a second, that she would have rather swallowed.

Or that might be my brain over imagining things. Could be that, yeah, I don’t have mind reading powers.

“Hello, who might you be?” I asked the pony.

“Good afternoon. I’m Golden Dawn.” She answered with a brilliant smile. “Um. You are Ember, the human. Right?” I nodded. “Ah, good. I wanted to thank you personally.”

Wat?

“Excuse me? For what?” I asked, a little flabbergasted.

“For bringing son back home without any problems.”

Whaaa..? Oh!

“Oh! You mean that pony that broke into my house?” She nodded, a hint of embarrassment on her features. “Eh, don’t mention it.”

“No! Really! Thank you! When the guard brought him home and told me what happened I thought you would've pressed charges! So, when they told me you weren’t… I… Don’t know what to say...” She looked down a bit, I saw little glistenings of tears in the corners of her eyes.

“Oh, uh...” I got the idea there’s a story behind this, or something like that. “You’re welcome, then.” I said. She looked up. An unreadable expression on her features. “Would you like to come inside for a bit? Maybe talk too?” Sunny nodded gratefully and walked inside when I stepped aside to allow her entry.

*I wonder what her story is…*

“Wow, tough stuff.” I comment. “But, thank you for telling me this.” Sunny waved a hoof dismissively.

“Oh, nonsense, I must be wasting your time!” She laughed. I shook my head.

“No, really, thank you… It kinda makes me feel glad I didn’t do anything to your son.”

“Oh? What do you mean?” Sunny asked.

“Well, don’t get me wrong, but. Eh… how do I say this… um… your financial situation… It wouldn’t’ve felt right if I did do anything.”

“Oh...” She said. “I see… Well, er… Thank you, for, thinking about that, then. It… It means a lot to me.”

“Oh, nonsense.” I wave it off. “I must be wasting your time.” I let a stupid grin on my face as I said that.

“Oh, I didn’t take you for a joker!” She laughed.

“I rarely do.” I said. “Anyways,” A yawn interrupts me. “It’s getting late.”

“Really?” She asked out of surprise. “Oh dear!” She gasped when she looked out the nearest window. “I should be going! Thank you for having me here! Bye!” She stood up from her chair and galloped off. At least she had enough mind to close the door instead of just leaving it slammed open.

“Well, it was nice talking to her.” I said. “Maybe she’ll come by another time.” I cleaned up the table since the abrupt departure made the cups spill over.

“Finally she’s gone.” Chrysi said. “I’ve been waiting in your room for hours! And I thought mares talked a lot.” She sauntered her way over to where I was quickly washing the glasses. “I’m still horny.” She laid arms across my chest from behind, and quickly drew back. I look behind myself and see Chrysi swaying her generous ass as she took exaggerated strides to my bedroom.

*Changeling slut, who taught her that?* With that little piece of incentive, I sprint towards my bedroom and almost knock the door off its hinges. *Thank christ I gave myself an assload of stamina with this new body.*

“Knock knock!” I yelled. “Here comes my cock!” I slam the door behind me and leap down the stairs. A drop-dead gorgeous changeling-human my prime objective.

“Ok, we’re leaving now!”

“How was I supposed to know guys can’t kiss a woman in public!?”

“No time for that, we’re getting the hell out of here!”

“Ember! What about our stuff!?”

“No damn time for that! Leave it!”

“But what about Britt’s clo-”

"Leave the fucking shit behind! You want to end up in jail or whatever the fuck they do to lawbreakers!?”

“Ok, yeah, running. Britt, I’ll get you new clothes from Rarity when we get back home.”

“You better! I got those things for-”

“Shut up and move!”

“Ember? Ya’ll doin’ alright?” Aj asked.

“Huh? Whaddya mean?” I asked while I kick another tree. The apples fall and land perfectly in the laid out tubs.

“Well, ya’ll been smilin’ a lot now. ‘S honestly kinda weird.” I quirk up a brow.

“What? Me smiling? Weird?” She gulped and I just shrugged, and kicked another tree. “Well, I guess I just found something to smile about recently, since you see it like that.”

“Now hold on there! That ain’t what Ah meant!” She said indignantly. “I mean… Ah hardly know anithn’ ‘bout ya. Now, don’t get me wrong, but ya hardly smile whenever me or the girls see ya around.” I looked up in thought.

“Huh, you’re right. You don’t know much about me. Besides the fact that I survived the worst war of my generation, and that I’ve had a ‘hard life’ before ending up here. Yeah, that’s not much to go off on isn’t it?”

“... That a trick question?”

“No, it’s true, you hardly know anything about me. Besides that story. But, I would like to keep it that way.”

“What? Why?” I kick another tree and pause.

For a split-second, I thought about telling her nevermind. That I should tell her my life's story.

But that I realized it was something else that wanted me to say that. I don’t know what it was, probably magic, I don’t know. Definitely magic. There was just no way in hell I’m telling anyone my life’s story.

“There are just some things you don’t need to know.” I answered, a bit cryptically I might add.

“Now what do ya mean by that?” Applejack asked with a little scowl.

“Let’s just say the war’s only half the story.” I said. I walk up to another tree and kick, a little harder than what I was planning, it caused a little crack to form in the trunk. “I’ll be right back.” I teleport home and grab my phone and headphones. I slip the ‘phones and play some music.

“What're those things?” Applejack as soon as I teleported back to the farm.

“A phone and a pair of headphones.” I answered simply.

“Oh, they like those things that pony Vinyl wears all the time?”

“Yep.”

“Why did ya get them?”

“Helps to clear my mind.” I replied. I slipped both sides on them on and continued kicking trees. “Tap me on the leg when we’re done.” I said. I didn’t hear Aj say anything, since I couldn't hear anything through the music playing. But I continued working either way.

*Celestia darn it Applejack!* The farm pony thought to herself. *Why is it so hard to talk ta Ember!? Ya couldn't even go three dang sentences without peevin’ him off!* Applejack snorted in frustration. *At least Ah didn’t peeve him off like last time… jeez, n’ Ah thought Twilight didn’t like mornins’.* The orange mare let her train of thought rub while she bucked a few more apple trees. Every once in awhile, she would risk a glance at the human. An every time she looked, Ember looked as if nothing happened. Like their conversation never happened. But Applejack knew better. She may not know much about Ember, but she is a good judge of character. Whether it be human or pon, she found. To Applejack, Ember was a more talkative version of Big Mac; Strong, but hardly silent. And definitely more starter than he lets on.

*Darn it…* She bucked another tree. *Now he’s got me all thinkin’ ‘bout what he’s hidin’. Maybe it has something to do with that war he was in? Naw… Maybe…* She shook her head. *Nah, ain’t worth thinkin’ ‘bout anyways. Like he’s gonna tell anypony.*

*... Though, as much as I don’t like the idea, maybe I can tell Chrysi.*

~I fail to understand why you are reluctant to tell anyone your life.~

*I just don’t feel like it, alright? There are some things I don’t want to fucking tell anyone.*

~... I see… I understand.~