The Everfree forest sat as the back drop to a forgotten old house far at the edge of a town named Ponyville. A soft meadow lay around the building. A long time abandoned and left to disrepair and the elements the house had been ignored for the better part of a half century by the citizens of the town. Now the relic of a bygone generation was awaiting to be called back to once again serve use and hold purpose for a life that wished to live within its walls. A life that looked upon it dreaming of the love that would grow inside its new home. From a distance most ponies would mistake the two creatures that stood in front of the structure as members of there own race but if they were to get a little closer they would notice the insect like wings, the notches in there legs, the solid blue eyes and the fangs that hung over their jaw. Two creatures known to any pony who had been in Canterlot three months ago or read any newspaper as Changelings

"This is our future in Equestria. I'm sure of it," the changeling on the left said with a wide grin.

"It's... a garbage dump Mere. I don't get why you'd want it." the one on the right replied flatly.

"It's a fixer upper to be sure but like the Swarm hard work needs to be done to rebuild it. Our race is hungry and this will help. A new source of love we can expand upon. This is how we open Equestria to us." the Changeling named Mere said beaming at the worn out house. "You just watch, this will work."

The other changeling sighed. "Okay go over your grand scheme one more time. What are you trying to do."

Mere turned to the other Changeling. "We've never been interested in Equestria. Stories describe them as ruled by evil overlords but ponies have more love than any other creature. So we attempted overthrow said evil and open feeding centers like we do freely like in other countries."

"You mean the bigoted, slave keeping, child eating Alicorns that don't actually eat children, hold slaves or practice bigotry."

"Yeah, well hindsight is 20/20." Mere waved a hoof dismissively. "I am sure mum had good intentions."

"Like replacing the Alicorns as supreme ruler." the other changeling said dryly. "You know she knew they weren't evil, I reported so to her often. Your moms the only lying manipulative evil overlord around here."

"Then why'd you help us if she's so bad?"

"Money. Being a scout doesn't pay much since I'm pretty much locked into this career."

"You're a paragon of changeling virtue." Mere rolled its eyes. "Point is the coup failed and we're still rationing love. No changeling hive wants to step forward make any kind of peace with a nation that let's Nightmare Moon on a throne, some changeling has to do something. If I can live here others will follow."

"They are going to hang you by the neck." the scout giggled. "I will be in the first row."

"I thought you said they weren't bigoted." Mere replied. "Besides they don't practice capitol punishment."

"Maybe they'll make an exception for you." the scout looked serious for a moment. "Just leave now. We are already producing armor that can near completely defend against the love wave. Chrysalis may have jumped the gun and lost our shot at an easy take over but once the rationing begins to turn into famine war between the Hives and Equestria will be inevitable. You can't stop that with a brothel."

"If we can live here then there will be no war. One changeling is all it will take to prove it. You'll see."

"Like they would give it to you. Even if they looked past the fact that you're a changeling why would they want fakes instead of the real thing. This land is already full of love, we have nothing to offer them."

Mere smiled and a green fire overtook the changeling. The smoke and flame clearing in the wind left a new form standing in place of the changeling. The form of a well known Supermodel Fleur De Lis. "Because they can have a real pony but they can't have anypony. Celebrities, missed connections, school crushes, ponies in relationships, ponies who moved away or even passed on. Everypony they can't have we will be."

"Ponies here will never go for that like Zebra's. Relationships and marriages, that is how they spread their love, not lust and desire. Ponies almost never have flings."

The model laughed. "You overestimate them. Once they know what we have to offer they will come."

"Why do you need me then?" The scout asked suspiciously. "I can't disguise myself as anypony like a normal changeling. My condition prevents it." the other changeling sighed in frustration. "Why even tell me any of this."

"You're in a unique position to help me get the word out to the ponies here you know would be interested... discreetly. You can't be detected with magic like a normal changeling." Fleur took the changeling's tattered ear into her mouth giving it a long lick then pulled her head back. "If you do this for me I'll pay you in pure arousal based liquid pony love, much better then your shipped in rations."

"You will get caught."

"I want them to know I'm here."

The changeling considered its options. "Fine." it said begrudgingly. "If I get busted over this I swear to the thing above the sky that I will end you." the scout changeling spread its wings and took off for Ponyville.

Gone in a flash of fire the Supermodel was replaced by the changeling named Mere. The new proprietor of the junk heap house on the edge of the forest that would become the Fantasy Meadows Resort. Its horn began to glow green and a hammer levitated up off the ground. The Changeling went back to work repairing the house with thoughts of the sweet delicious pony love it would soon hold occupying its mind.