I rebuffed every attempt she made. Her tongues were fast, and she could draw gracefully from me. Every contact was a delightful surge of pleasure, but that only excited it more. It recognized the sensation, and knew it was her, the one that once held it. It loved her, and wanted to be close to her. It wanted to go back to her, but there was no escape from me. It knew that.

It all became an increasingly maddening lust for Neon. I held her down as I moved over her. I could feel it digging into my thoughts, pulling out perverted ways to become one with Neon, and I couldn't help but think of my own lover, Will, and how they were dual-sexed. All of my thoughts were being corrupted towards it. I ground against Neon, filled with the desire to have a big fat cock to pound her with.

That energy, stolen from Neon, who likely stole half of it from someone else, went to work. I started to focus the power down between my legs as I dry humped Neon. She wailed and thrashed when I began to bump into her. A thick sheath was forming where once I had a clit, and it was swelling obscenely by the moment, and all I could think about was how good it'd feel to be together with Neon, even as she cried and squirmed.

Her tear-streaked face got through to me. She had stopped struggling, and was defeated. Guilt washed over me and I stopped even as my new shaft throbbed with painful intensity. "Neon."

She looked up at me with a perked ear. "What? Go ahead... You've taken everything else away."

I put a hoof to her face and gently brushed away a few tears. "Neon, I'm not here to be your enemy." I wanted to plow her so hard. Whatever was inside me was screaming to go ahead, but seeing her so sad was a powerful cure. "Neon, look at me."

Neon did look at me, then her eyes wandered down to the thick horse dick I was sporting. She was still afraid. "I liked you better before."

I softly pet over her snout and leaned in, caressing her with my tongues and feeding her just a little. I had drained her dangerously low before, I realized. Her colors returned from their sickly grey to their muted shades and she let out a content sigh. A lot of the tension in her came loose and she suddenly pulled. She got to her hooves and sprung for the door, but I slapped that shut with my tail. "Neon..."

Neon turned to face me with a frown. "Fine! You made your point. This is how I made people feel, I get it. Let me go."

I closed ranks with her. The caress of my tongues over her face made her shudder with fear. I imagined she was afraid I'd take the energy back, but I didn't. Instead I slowly fed her, and she began to pant. Being fed from, being fed, either way, we could bring great pleasure to our victims. She began to regain the bright vibrancy that made her name even as my paws rolled her over and I mounted her. I pressed that new horse cock's head against her wet lips and ground up and down against it.

I entered her. As the first inch pressed into her tight passageway, she cried out, and she squirmed. She pushed against me, and we began to make love for the first time. The more energy I gave her, the more powerfully she drove against me. I made her drunk with power in little drips, and she paid it back with eager thrusts of her hips. We became one, plunging hard against one another. I could feel my new sheath grinding against her entrance and felt wholly held by her stretched cunt. I had no balls, I only just realized, but there was no time to contemplate that.

It felt too good, to be fully embedded in her. Her tongues met mine, and they began to dance between us, trading little sparks back and forth that helped stroke both our flames as we began to crash into one another. I drew back, she drew back, then we came together with a loud slap. The fear was fading from her entirely, replaced with a mounting passion. She wanted it now. I still wanted it. We were two people, but for that moment, we were one orgasm riding through two bodies.

She would grow tight and fluttering around me, but my own release wasn't there yet, so I never let up on her. I rutted her wildly as I wrapped my tail around hers and they began to tug and squeeze at one another. She began to pull more greedily at my power through the dance of our tongues, and I let her for a moment before I stole it back, just to let her take it again. It all served to drive her all the more wild. She was bright with power, and most of it fueled her firm thrusts against me.

My hooves felt over her heaving sides and chest as I rocked against her. She wasn't in heat, but I didn't need her to be, no... The thing inside of me was very clear about that, even if it didn't use a single word. It would take care of things, somehow, and make it all work. It was on my side, at last. So long as I let it be close to Neon, like we were, it would support me. Climax washed over me, but it wasn't my new organ. My own passage fluttered around nothing and became damp. I dripped to the ground as I ground against her, dizzy from the unexpected release.

She licked across my wet folds, one of her tongues slipping down to get at it and eagerly pressing inside. She began to drink from me even as she fed timidly from my sensitive tunnel and nethers. I would take that energy back swiftly, and it discouraged her from pulling from there, but she never stopped trying entirely. That was part of what drew it towards her. She did not give up easily. I became distracted as a second climax rippled through me. I felt something solid descending towards my new shaft. What was I about to release? I didn't know, and could barely care in comparison to rutting Neon as hard as I could, keeping us both locked in increasing throes of passion.

I pushed into her as far as her tunnel allowed, and we came as one. She rippled and pulled at me, milking along my passage as a huge lump entered the bottom of my tool and began to push into her with every powerful throb of my orgasming tool. Her milking motions helped coax it forward until it reached the head, where it seemed to get stuck for a moment until with complete satisfaction, it popped into her. I somehow knew, my egg had just been implanted in her. I could feel it. I could feel its movements as it was drawn to her fertile womb and quickly became one with her. She was pregnant with that egg, the product of Hope and I.

With no more eggs to deliver, my shaft began to soften, and I drew from her, panting wildly.

She let out a powerful breath when I disengaged from her. At first she just lay there panting, but then she rolled up to her hooves. It was done, she had been seeded. I was fairly certain she even knew it. She put a hoof to her belly, and her eyes remained on me, uncertain. "Why?"

I licked over her chin, caressing over where her two jaws met. "Your guest misses you so much. We are drawn together."

She shook her head, disguising poorly the shudder that ran through her. "I... I miss it too..." I pulled her into a hug, and we sank to the ground in one another's embrace. Though we had started with force and terror, we ended with understanding and love.

It was only after the act was done that the presence stopped screaming in my ears, and I felt more like... me. I squeezed Neon carefully even as the gravity of what we'd just done began to become obvious. "Neon, are you alright?"

Neon woke from her shallow nap. "Hmm? What?"

I nuzzled into one of her cheeks. "I'm sorry I forced you like that. That was... There aren't excuses. I was just wrong."

Neon rubbed her brightly-colored form against me, still full of the energy I had given her. "Promise me it wasn't just a fit of passion. Promise me you care for me past that moment. Tell me that."

I began to nip at an ear even as I spoke, "I do care for you. I love you, Neon. The... the thing inside of me, it loves you so much, and... I can feel that, and... It's not just that. It just opened my eyes, and let me see all the bright and wonderful things about you. You still have to grow, and so do I, but you will bloom, like a flower, and I want to be there, with you." I hugged her with all four limbs, pulling her into furry warmth.

She nuzzled into my chest and snuggled into the warmth I provided. She felt happy, and I was content. She ran a tongue along one of my cheeks. "You realize I prefer women?"

I snorted softly. "I'm still one of those."

She snorted back. "The thing you shoved into me argues that."

I rolled on top of her and sat up. "Are you calling me a guy now?"

She frowned a little. "We live... in odd times. I don't know how I feel about this." She reached out a hoof, and I met it with one of my own, and we were soon nuzzling together. "Let me think about it." She muttered something in Brazillian, or was it Spanish. I didn't know either way. "I didn't expect to be..." She took a slow breath. "You put a child in me."

"I did..." Arguing it would be pointless. "Are you alright?"

She didn't answer that with words. She squirmed under me and turned around until her face was buried in my wet nethers. She nuzzled into my vulva gently as if to remind herself that I was born a woman. I softly sighed and spread my hind legs for her, then her tongues came, exploring and spreading me. She pressed deeper than any had a right to do, and she was soon past my innermost barriers to explore my currently empty womb. "Who's child did you give me?"

I squirmed in growing pleasure at her explorations. I didn't expect the inside of my womb to be sensitive, but her skilled tongues proved otherwise as they tickled and stroked at places no man could reach. "I'm pretty sure... Hope. Dusk Hope and I."

Neon laughed suddenly. "That poor confused soul? And now I have his child? The fates give cruel lessons at times." She pressed her mouth to my entrance before she drew back her tongues. She gave me a soft parting nuzzle. "I would get to know him a little, if I'm going to do this."

I lifted an ear at her as I slowly climbed off of her. "Will you?"

She nodded as she rolled up to her hooves. "What's the alternative? I'm not aborting what you gave me." She looked a little guilty, and I wondered if she didn't feel a new bond between us. "Doesn't it bother you that he's moved on?"

I shook my head. "He hasn't moved on. He's very excited for our child, and he will be a great father, and remains a great friend. He fears Will's wrath, so he can't be my, you know, boyfriend."

Neon huffed. "Why do we have these barriers anyway? We are not humans. We are ponies."

I pointed at her. "And what makes you think ponies don't have these things, where they come from?"

Neon half turned away, flicking her tail. "Don't care. We are new. We can make our own rules here and now."

I wasn't sure if I agreed with her, but we were on good terms, and we talked together. She didn't flinch or run away when I hugged her close, and we talked.

Author's Notes:

Sandra surrenders to the presence inside of her, with sexy, typo-ridden, results.