“W-what?”

“You’re smarter than you make yourself look, I like that.” Swift looked away. I saw a bit of a blush on her cheeks.

“Th-thanks.” She said bashfully.

“Don’t mention it, c’mon. The sooner we get out of here, the better.” I saw her nod while I lead her into the castle.

So after I gave Celestia the rundown of the past day's events. Meaning I was gone for an entire day, go figure. I left with Swift after I dropped off the unconscious prick.

I teleported myself and Swift to Twilight’s castle, left Swift there with my magical double. And teleported back home. I immediately went down to the hive, and before I could take a single step out the elevator, I was almost tackled to the ground when Mimic rushed me. Not that it was unwelcome though. A single day from my wife and I was missing her too.

“You’re ok!” She cried. “I was starting to worry.” I smiled and wrapped her in my arms.

“Hey, c’mon on. As if anything could keep me from you.” I said while stroking her hair.

“I know...” She sniffed. “But with how much trouble seems to follow you around...”

“It’s alright sweetie. I’m here, that’s all that matters now.” I said. “So how's Onyx doing?” Mimic pulled away just enough to look up at me.

“She's been adjusting quite well. First thing we did while you were gone was braid our hair.”

“Really? Huh, I was wondering what was different about you.” I kissed her on the cheek. “I gotta say, you look cute with your hair braided.” She blushed at that.

“You think so?”

“I know so. Absolutely adorable.” I kissed her some more, trailing down her neck a bit. My hands started snaking around her body. Trailing her plump form. She let out a sultry giggle.

“Embeeer… Not in front of our kids.” She weakly protested.

“Mmm… Fine.” I said after placing a kiss right above her cleavage. “Let's go up to our room then.” I picked her up bridal style, eliciting a surprised squeak, and teleported us to our room. I closed both doors with my magic. And then enchanted them to stay looked and cast a soundproof spell over our room. I then laid Mimic down on the bed and crawled on top of her and continued kissing down her body, removing her clothes at the same time.

“So, what’ll it be?” I asked in between pecks. “You want your changeling king? Or good ol’ human Ember?” I was beginning to tread dangerously close to her flower.

“A-ah~” She rasped. “I want… Oh!” I reached up and tweaked a nipple. “I want my king!” I chuckled.

“As you wish, my queen.” I said while changing to my changeling form. With the transformation complete, I laid bodily on top of her, my head nestled between her fleshy pillows. I held back a snicker when she squeaked, my erect cock was already poking against her nether lips.

“I love those cute noises you make.” I said playfully. She looked me with a mirthful smile.

“I can say the same for you, when we swapped genders.” We both laughed.

“Touche.” I said.

“A-anyway, uh… Could we do anal this time? I want to see my belly bulge.”

“Anything for my queen.” I replied while standing up a bit. I repositioned my meat rod, extending it with a flash of fire at the same time, and aimed it right in front of her puckered entrance. “Are you ready?” She nodded. I grinned and wordlessly eased myself in. Earning a few soft moans from Mimic.

It felt like hours had gone by until I hilted inside. I looked down and saw a prominent bulge right below Mimic’s belly button. I felt each pulse of her heart around my dick -it was amazing. And a little wiggle and- oooh fuck yes.

I don’t know why, but I’m a big fan of anal. Before, I’ve seen this accomplished with a dildo. But now… Holy fuck, it’s hot.

“... So deep...” Oh, I’ve been thrusting weakly without realizing it.

“You alright honey?” Mimic barely had enough mental power to nod weakly. “You want me to start?” I said while emphasizing with a little hump.

“Ah~” She squeaked. “Yes! Please!” A devilish grin curved my lips.

“As you wish, my queen.” I withdrew slowly, hearing Mimic gasp when my medial ring popped out. I kept pulling out until the flared tip of my cock was left inside. Good lord, I already feel close to bursting. Twenty years and this hasn't gotten old…

I don't think I've ever said this, but I fucking love changelings. Especially my little changeling.

Anyway, with me barely inside her, I slowly eased back in. Relishing in the feeling of the pulsing flesh around my member. I maintained my slow thrusting for a bit, then I picked up the pace. I looked down again and saw my prick bulging against Mimic’s belly.

Sweet christ, I’ll never get tired of that.

At some point. My thrusting mixed in with Mimic’s panting and moaning reduced the both of us to animals fulfilling our primal desires. I was a changeling king breeding by queen, for nothing but pure pleasure. I snuck a few glances and sneered playfully at Mimic's face; it was one of pure bliss. I honestly felt proud of myself being able to bring Mimic to this state of mind even though it's been just about two decades. I almost couldn't believe it; twenty years and the bed hasn't gone stale.

I feel like God gave me a coupon.

Anyway, I kept a steady pace, while I suckled and bit her nipples. Mimic likes it when I do that.

And then she applied a little bit of her magic to my nuts.

You know when in some pornos, when the woman jiggles the guy’s nuts? Yeah, turns out that shit actually does add to the ecstasy. And since magic pretty much feels like soft tingling to exposed skin. I pretty much passed out on top of Mimic. I’m pretty sure she came a few times before I did. I really couldn’t recall since my memory gets a little fuzzy when she magic's my balls.

Ahh… I love my wife… My little queen… Mmm…

My eyes slowly open when something scratches behind one of my ears, my vision's a little blurred. Mmm… The scratching though...

“Good evening, honey.” I hear Mimic greet. My vision clears a bit and I sigh happily when I stare lovingly at her, my head in between her breasts.

“Evening Sweetie.” I said, nuzzling deeper into my improvised pillows. So soft…

“Ember sweetie?”

Oh good lord, she wants to do it again.

“Yes, Honey?”

“Can we uh… can we… y’know. Switch genders, again?” She asked.

“Hmm… I don’t know… Last time we did that, you kinda lost your mind.” I winced a little. “And my ass hurt for the next three days.”

“Oh… right...” Her ears folded back. “But… I really want to… I promise I won’t go overboard this time.”

“That didn’t sound very convincing.”

“... Please?”

“Hmm… I don’t know…”

“Oh, come on! I promise I’ll make it good for you this time.” That got a laugh out of me; she’s always fun to tease.

“Mmmmm….”

“... Ugh… Please?” Oh no, you’re not pulling that look on me again!

…

Rrrgh, damn it. Fine… you win this time.

“Alright, let’s do it.” I said. “But you better keep your promise.” She squealed like a schoolgirl meeting one of the Jonas brothers while I cast a transformation spell.

Let me tell ya; it’s always a trip to change into the opposite gender. I can feel everything change within me. Heh, I remember when I first did, I nearly lost my mind when my dick shrunk into me.

But then I watched as my jewels turned into lady bits, and as tits grew on my chest.

It was quite exhilarating as new sensations assaulted my male-orientated mind. That ‘phase’ as I call it, never fails to send me into a stupor. I always end up on some kind of high during my little transformation.

But that still doesn’t compare to Mimic, or ‘King Metamorphosis’ as he likes to call himself, uses his newly acquired equipment.

I’m not going to go into too much detail. But feeling horny as a girl feels like a reverse hard-on. Which in itself is a fucking trip for a guy. It then goes up to fucking Jedi levels when ‘Metamorphosis’ ravishes me.

And it would’ve been that way again. But some asshole decided to shit all over our private time. Well, if that constant knocking at the door is anything to go by.

“Fucking damnit.” Mimic said. “Want me to go babe?”

“Nah, I’ll go. Just keep that thing up for me while I'm gone.” He snorted.

“No promises.” Mimic chuckled. I laughed as I got off the bed. I couldn't help but pause and look down when I felt my tits jiggle.

Awwgh, being turned into the opposite gender, then having a cock inside you for a change. It’s absolutely mind numbing. I wish I could do it everything fucking day. But nooooo~ Mimic wants to keep it fresh by not switching genders so often.

Don’t get me wrong, I get what she means, I just hate it that she’s right.

Anyway, a little of magic and I'm walking opening the door with the comforter of my bed over me. And who else could be knocking on the door, other than Max. I wonder what made him interrupt our sexytime.

“What's it?” I asked.

“Uh…” The cheeky fucker was staring at my half-assed covered breasts for a second.

I'd call him out for perving, but I'd do the same thing.

“... Your ‘minions’ need you back on Earth. It was something about violent protests.”

Oh, ok then… Haven't heard from those guys in a while.

“Did they cement some position in the American government?” He nodded. “Which position?”

“President.”

“Mm. Nice.” I was about to grab the scroll and deal with whatever issues going on, but then a thought struck me… I've been wanting to take the wife and kids on a vacation, this is the perfect opportunity...

*Ruby, can you handle mass inter-dimensional transportation?* I asked the rock in my chest. I didn't get an answer right away.

~... Yes. But it would leave you feeling drained for some time since we share my magic.~

*Good enough for me.*

“Max, can you go get Spark? I'll be right back.” He nodded and I went back into Mimic’s slash my room.

“Mimic?” He looked up at me. “You said you've always wanted to go to Earth, right?”

“Yeah yeah, now c’mere so I can fuck you.” He said. I rolled my eyes at Mimic.

“Ok, but seriously, listen for a minute,” I said. “There's some shit I gotta deal with on Earth. I don't know what, but it's something I gotta do. I was thinking I could just go and do whatever I need to do and come back. But why not show everyone where this human comes from right?”

“Hmmm…” Mimic thought about it for a second. “I'll think about it after I put this in you.” He pointed at his penis, then at me.

“Alright, fine.” I laughed. “Now, where were we?” I asked as I tossed aside the blanket and climbed atop my husband. A smoldering look in my eyes as I felt Mimic's erection against my belly.

“Just where we started.” Mimic said right before he grabbed my ass, lifted me up over his meat rod. And skewered me with his shaft. The sensation of being absolutely, just, filled made my eyes roll up as far as they could go in the back of my head.

“Alright, is everyone ready?” I asked.

“Yeah!” All my children, Mimic and Onyx included, screamed back. It kinda hurt from the echos running around the giant-ass room, but eh, I ain't no pussy.

“Alright then, off to Earth we go!” I bellowed as Ruby prepped the spell on the scroll. I took care of holding everyone in my magical grasp, and felt the effects of magic leaving my body as the spell was cast. It felt like… The only thing I could equate it to doing a full-body workout for ten hours straight. I found myself stumbling for a second after the spell stopped.

Which means we're all on Earth.

“Whew, alright. Is everyone accounted for?” I asked Mimic.

“Mmm… hmm.” She nodded. “Everybody's here. You ok?”

“Yeah, just fine.” I answered. “The spell just took a lot out of me.” Which doesn't make sense when you think about it. Since magic isn't a part of my body, why would spending a large amount of it on one little thing just be the same as running a marathon and a hundred push-ups, all at the same time? It doesn't make any damn sense…

Anyway, a quick look and we're in the abandoned warehouse I took my robotic minions too last time I was here. And wouldn't ya know it, one of them is standing at a random doorway. He must've been waiting for me, for who knows how long, which is weird.

“Ember, finally. We need you to come with us right away.” He said a second after we appeared.

“Before we do, I need some of you to take care of my wife and kids.”

“Already in progress. Come with me.” I nodded and turned to my wife. “Remember honey, you can trust them.” She nodded, we shared a kiss, and I walked away. The minion, Cameron, as he named himself, briefed me. I basically need to reveal myself and give a speech as the first Anthro President of the United States...

... Fuck.

I’m the king of a hive of a hundred plus changelings, all my children, I’ve spoken to ponies that move the sun and moon in their world. I can handle giving a simple fucking speech to a few million random people.

I just need to know what fucking party I’m a part of in order to pull a speech out of my ass.

The people at the inauguration fuckin lost it when ‘my people’ revealed it was me. Apparently they didn’t know whether or not I was an anthro.

Most of the people there cheered, a minority of them screamed in outrage.

It’s not like I cared or anything; at this point I’m basically the face of a group since ‘my people’ will be doing everything for me.

And the agenda, for me, as president would be: Actually taxing the rich -somehow, when that’s successful, reduce taxes in general for the common people - i.e. middle to lower-class working people. And my personal favorite, cutting budgets from the military.

Finally school systems like the Gadsden District in New Mexico can afford to upgrade their fucking computers. And that’s even IF they don’t spend another five million dollars building a fucking gymnasium.

Seriously, whoever decided to build a brand new gym for a shitty high school on top of loose sand was a good idea was a fucking idiot.

Anyway, there were some other things I said in my speech that I would do. Like slowly make healthcare free or something like that. Some people lost their minds about that, but ‘my people’ know how to make that happen without raising taxes or anything like that, apparently.

They're probably gonna want to ‘borrow’ my money. But I wouldn't care, since my ‘money’ in Equestria basically equates to, most likely, a couple billion dollars, maybe just under a trillion if I'm generous.

I'm probably to wealthiest man on Planet Earth. It's not like I care, actually, but it's worth it to note.

Anyway. After my speech, I immediately conjured my magic double and had him act as president while I went back to My wife and kids. Who somehow checked themselves into a nice hotel as close as they could be to the White House. Must've gotten cards and i.d.s from my people.

I wonder how it all went down. Since, basically, a little over one hundred people pretty much moved into a hotel. Temporarily of course, but still. How the fuck did they pull it off?

… Oh… Mimie probably used her new position and first lady to get the people working there to give her the rooms she needed. And mostly like one of ‘my people’ provided evidence. How would that work if she's only been the First Lady for less than a few hours actually...

... Fuck it, it's magic. Ain't gotta question shit.

And needless to say, there’s not gonna be a single thing for my wife and kids to worry about while they’re here. My servants have everything covered.

Author's Notes:

So uh, yeah, been a while since I updated this story. Sorry about that, school n' stuff has got me drained, mentally. I hope you're all not too mad at me. I'll still try and get my other stories updated as well. Nor promises on how soon that will be. But they will get more chapters put into. I'm not going to let my real life keep me from writing stuff I like to write. So no need to worry about that.

Anyway! So, as usual, any criticism is always welcomed; I know I read this chapter over like three times, I sure I still missed something.