Author's Notes:

Okay, new chapter, this time with naughty details! It is not as big as some of the porn scenes I come up with, but there are reasons for it. Now, next chapter will give a little revelation about Olivia, but do bear in mind that she considers herself a 'special girl' despite 'technically' being male. The 'gay' tag is there for a reason, because she knows what she is and people love to put tags on everything. You may or may not consider it gay, but either way it will be labeled as such because of convenience, and because I am a pervert and like it .

Now, there has been someone that has expressed interest in a sequel already, or better say on a certain pony getting her turn at least XD I do appreciate the enthusiasm a lot, but do remember that you guys will be able to vote once this story is done (and seeing that it is consuming most my free time for some reason, it may not take more than a few months). Also remember that the one deciding what will happen will be me o3o/ I appreciate suggestions, but this universe will not have as many options for the viewers to exert power on. I am the one writing it and I want it semi nice and semi tame, plus I have fun doing this mostly on my own, but I appreciate the input on whose pony, or ponies, you want to see next ^^. I will probably make a blog today to clear the guidelines for those interested on suggesting the next pony/ies.

Now, do enjoy, and if you don't, well I did my best :3.

Oh, as a side note: Yes, next chapter is done. No, it doesn't have clop. And yes, if you are reading this, but not there is no next chapter, then I am making you suffer as I finish the editing procedures. Give me a few hours (or a night's worth of sleep, it is past midnight and I haven't slept in two days).

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This is a bit of a spoiler on what you will find on this story, but I do give my own little version on 'vampire' Vinil Scratch. No, she is not a vampony, read and you'll see why I say she drinks blood, blah o3o!

Also: Keep faving guys, but also mebe thumbs up and comment maybe? Or not, I will keep writing whatever you do, but I like reader interactions a bit :3 *gives noseboops for everyone*

"Well Celestia, don't you look haggard today?"

The day was dying little by little, as it always did. Truth be told, Celestia hardly wanted to move the sun today, and the only laugh she had shared with anypony had happened a few hours ago when she slammed her face against the wall trying to solve the mess she had made. Almost a fourth of the time needed for the minimum time lapse had gone by, but she didn't feel happy about it. It was not enough for Celestia as she stared at the lowering ball of magic fire as the day ceased to be.

So long to go, so long... Every minute was another needle in her mind.

"Why are you doing this?" Celestia didn't even need to turn. All she would see was what most wouldn't dream of: An image of herself.

Harmony, for Celestia, had been attained thanks to her own doings and those of her sister, with help of the elements of course. Despite the obvious signs, despite her knowing that magic was a living thing, harmony, or at least what Harmony (the creature) thought as harmony, was never in balance until the powers had been granted to her. As it stood, for Harmony made it clear, she had been seen only as a most troublesome child, and her sister had been its calling card so Celestia understood that.

"Do I really need to spell it for you?" Harmony, of course, didn't give a damn about Celestia's little point of view. It was happy as it rested within one of her largest mirrors, looking at the mare with a big grin on its face. "You have been abusing my power once more, child. Do you think Discord scampered just because it was funny or what?"

"I guess you had a part on his departure." Celestia finally turned away from her sun as it went away so she could take a look at the reflection. Luckily this wasn't going to go for more than a few days, for the pristine appearance of her quarters would quickly deteriorate otherwise. It was already in a state of 'controlled chaos'. It would get worse soon. "What did you do to him?"

"Me? Not much. His chaos is necessary, so I sent him to have fun. Not an order of course; the only plans he follows are his own. A friendly suggestion never hurt Discord when it goes alongside his wises, though." Harmony 'Celestia' chuckled, waving a hoof in front of her face. "So funny when you get all worked up over what the chaos god is doing. Sometimes I wonder if you truly think of yourself as part of harmony, my dear."

"Maybe because I try to keep evil under control while you just granted me the elements when evil was going overboard?" Celestia narrowed her eyes at her own reflection. "I highly doubt you understand all you do after being so detached from this world."

"Detached?" The mirror image's left eye twitched as a grimace crossed its face. "Celestia, do you forget what is needed for life? And by that I mean life in any world, even technological ones. For life, you need magic, even the tiniest spark. True that, unlike ponies or other species in this land, it is very hard to have magic as part of one's biology, as magic obeys no rules despite what most living things tend to assume." With that Harmony threw Celestia a dirty glance. "But magic is always there, and the aspects of magic, like me and Discord, do our job as we should. You?" Harmony waved a hoof dismissively. "You are a demigod out of merit. But merit and long life, alongside wisdom and experience, amounts to nothing when you are talking with creatures that manage so many different universes and realms that you would just need to stop counting and give up."

Celestia's scorn could be seen in her usually calm face. "Do you hear yourself speak? You may be an aspect of magic, but you are a living thing, one that cares for many worlds as you say. How can harmony be achieved with evil running rampant?"

This, sadly, was the wrong thing to say as Celestia saw her mirror image turn bright orange as fire engulfed the whole mirror to the point of cracking it, such was the magic held on the other side.

"You petulant child! Do you understand how many worlds burn just because others have forced eternal peace and love onto themselves?! Do you know how easily all of creation could wipe itself and start anew thanks to such selfishness?! Every time that happens everything changes, EVERYTHING! This generation of Equestria is so far detached from the original that you wouldn't understand it unless Discord gave you his powers for a few seconds, and madness would assault you if you saw what he sees for the briefest of moments." By the end of the tirade Harmony had calmed down once more, though anger was obvious in Celestia's mirror image. "Your doings could easily mean Earth would be utterly destroyed if I allow your world to be rainbows and sunshine every darn day of the week." Despite its anger, despite its powers, Celestia stood strong as Harmony calmed down completely.

"Look, Celestia, don't make a fool of yourself, you are way too cute for that." Celestia snorted as Harmony basically babied her. "I have seen so many iterations of this world screwing up that I can sympathize with you: Ponies aren't mean to suffer greatly, it hurts the soul. But there is a tool to pay for everything, and despite how much I invest in this or that realm, I can't allow perfection, perfection as far as YOU are concerned, to take place in all of them." Harmony leveled her with a neutral stare. "If I did that then I would need to kill so many worlds in the most horrid way possible, that I wager harmony on itself would break. You don't get to dip your hoof in the cookie jar without mom spanking your sorry flank, got it?"

"Yes, mother." Celestia growled through her teeth. "Any other lessons you wish to impart with a parent's wisdom?"

Harmony didn't mind the jab. "Just one quick thing: Humans and ponies will be a thing, I made it so. You can either accept it or get bothered by it. That I manipulated you to go through with this should be enough for you to understand that the path where you get frustrated at not finding a 'remedy' for what I did is, and I mean it, not the one that should happen." Which, in laypony terms, means she probably erased existence in that one instance. "Now, how well this will work? Depends on you, partially."

Celestia risked a question. "How... how bad is it when I don't try this solution?"

"Worst case scenario I saw?" Celestia nodded to Harmony, to which it grimaced. "You overloaded the sun with all the magic in this realm, thus blowing up a few layers of that universe. No one suffered though, but damn was that a big one." The mare grimaced as she folded her ears back. "On the plus side? It made a couple iterations of this world quite happy, so hey, hindsight is fifty-fifty."

The regal mare looked away once more, trying to avoid Harmony's gaze. "Celestia, don't be stupid." Its words didn't help any. "You can be upset about this later, but you and I both know that you will try to do what you think is best time and time and time again. If Earth manages to work things out then balance will be achieved permanently and much good will be done while the smallest assholes will ensure there is enough evil, hopefully without much, or any, deaths before their time."

"It seems so wrong to have my reflection saying such things." Said the mare that, to calm her nerves, said 'fuck' before this all got started. "Should I just take this in stride? I sent one of the most devoted mares to another world so she could be impregnated by an alien! It sounds like a bad horror movie from what I saw of Earth."

"Or a bad porno, either way it is a funny idea." Harmony shrugged its shoulders. "As for cursing? Infinity is my age, I can talk however the fuck I want, kid, and you will smile and wave, got it?" Celestia turned and snorted. This was one of those times Harmony knew she was giving him the finger. Shame she didn't have hands, Celestia showing guts was funny. "Besides, you don't have all the time in the world, not anymore, so I recommend you put everything in order and await your turn. Why? Because things will heat up once you and your sister go to Earth." That did make Celestia lose her fire and stare in surprise. "It may be the next time one of the stones activates, it may be the one after, but your ticket is already drawn and you won't take more than a few days. Make sure your egghead project is ready to handle things for a day, maybe two."

Celestia narrowed her eyes at her reflection. "This is going to cause panic, not balance everything."

"It is possible, yes." Harmony nodded its head. "There are great chances of something bad happening, but it is all part of how things should go. There are still many evil humans around, and some will appear sooner or later, something I can't exactly control, nor can you do anything about it right now." Celestia's mood was not one of anger, but despair as she heard that. What had she done when all she wanted was to help? "On the other hoof I have no interest of killing ponies. That would upset the balance too much, but a scare or two? Maybe a bit worse than that? It depends on how those that are to bond with your subjects react."

"Now, while I consider you a petulant child with too big of an ego." Celestia really didn't appreciate Harmony's forwardness when it came to how it treated others sometimes. "I think your people deserve happiness if they manage to balance humanity, thus balancing your own. For that reason I will do my best to give this a happy ending, despite what you may think of me." It gave Celestia a toothy grin. "Why, I am sure that we will start swaying humans in a moment, and your population will grow by two by the time Cup Cake comes back. And no, I do not mean because SHE'll be pregnant."

The only thing that worried Celestia about that was her doubt. Did the human want to change into a pony? Anger from an unwanted transformation was similar to that of a mare scorned: Both would burn bright, hard and fast, and they would leave a trail of destruction if they weren't put out in time.

There was no pony alive that could say Cup Cake had changed much from when she was a teenager, not if they knew her. She had never been the most shy of ponies, we all know whom that title goes to. No, shy she had been not, but her take off hadn't been the most glorious one, though it had been better and more smooth than what Cadance and Shining Armor had gone through. Maybe Hondo and Cookie could be pointed at when one thought of a smooth beginning, or Applejack's parents, but even then Cup Cake and Carrot hadn't gone through all the shy mushy stuff, or all those wacky adventures, some pairs went through.

Mrs. Cake couldn't help but chuckle as some of the memories as she drank her soup calmly. The rain pelting the walls of the bakery was relaxing her as the night encroached all over the city. She wished that the one pair she was trying to get together would be less headstrong and more sincere, like she had been... mostly.

Sadly this was one of those times Cup Cake disliked being a pony. It had been easy to tell when Pinkie was upset for something, but once again it was much more mellowed out when it came to the magic tugging at her mind during her stay back home. Earth had its own way of making sure she felt things, and this bond she now shared was incredibly troublesome as it messed with her more than the stalking heat that promised a very horrible time as it... better not think about it right now. That was a big worry, and it was tearing at her mind, but she was worried for two dear friends and it took precedence before that other thing.

These last two days hadn't been fun.

After her little breakdown had been over, and once Alexander had been able to go to the bathroom when the adrenaline died down, Cup Cake had been asked to explain a few things to Olivia. Truth be told, the blue mare had never thought she would explain what thestrals required, and at first she wasn't yet sure that Olivia would need that knowledge. This was mostly because she sure as all heck didn't know much about thestrals other than some of them required a bit of blood to drink from time to time, like... like... By Celestia did it give her shivers to think about them when the first thoughts conjured the worst example possible!

Look, all kinds of magic were accepted within Equis, to an extent. Even demons could be agreeable, there was no such thing as absolutely evil or good, you just needed to take care with what you did. Necromancy, blood magic, demonology and other such things had their place, but magic itself tends to change those that delve into something too deeply for its taste. If you go too far, then magic makes sure everypony knew.

Vinyl Scratch was an unfortunate byproduct of such things. The sweet dear was a very nice girl, though she had a worse party focused mind than Pinkie, but for a good reason. A few ponies knew her mother had been a blood magician, sanctioned of course, but she had gone a bit too far and, well... Vinyl sometimes required a little 'pick me up', and she hated it, but a few ponies, like Cup Cake herself, didn't mind giving her something extra with what she bought. It was weird, and it was a bit painful, but Cup Cake loved practically everypony in Ponyville. Adding some blood for Vinyl whenever she required some of it so the magic wouldn't give her a very, very bad month? No need to ask, Cup Cake would do it gladly.

Now, thestrals? Their ancestors had delved a lot in blood magic, and that was why some thought their appearance was as it was. Heck, vamponies were rumored to be only thestrals, though no one believed it anymore thanks to ponies like Twilight Sparkle and her research. Sadly, there was a grain of truth and a few thestrals practically required weekly doses of blood thanks to their inner magic consuming it. It wouldn't kill them if they didn't ingest the substance, but it would cause incredible pain comparable to the pain of an unfulfilled heat: Incredible muscle and headaches, general pain and many other things that required a quick potion.

THAT was all Cup Cake knew, other than thestrals usually loved fruit more than fish. Why? She didn't have a clue. Some ponies had once said that thestrals came from a warmer and more humid climate, maybe a rainforest based continent or area, but she didn't knew more than that. She had been able to tell that to Olivia, but that had been it.

Explaining what she knew had been the best hour and half of that day, and in fact it had been the end of their conversation. The rest of the day had been quiet and no one had said much even when Alexander had prepared food with her on the kitchen. They hadn't even shared a look, much less a single touch. Cup Cake had felt unwanted and very hurt when Alexander had done little more than ask for her things once she was done so he could clean them,. All he did was asking her to take her time cleaning her teeth since he wanted some alone time.

After that day, things went still. They didn't go downhill or uphill, they simply didn't go.

Next morning found Cup Cake being called by Olivia. Her changes had gotten 'worse' overnight.

Her ears were now like those of a thestral, meaning that they were much furrier than her own, something that was supposed to enhance their hearing? She wasn't sure, in fact that was suggested by Olivia. The reason behind her much longer, but almost blunt, fangs was, most probably, for fruit eating, while the nubs on her back hinted towards wings. Those were the smaller changes, because her skin was taking a silvery white shine to it while her feet had gone somewhere, leaving a pair of perfectly smooth hooves in their wake. She still had hands, she lacked a tail and she had her breasts, but her chest had diminished visibly.

Olivia had been laughing instead of crying during their whole conversation. She liked ponies, she practically loved them, but she didn't want to be one!

This was not uncommon in Equis. Many would enjoy other species greatly, and mixed pairs, or herds, were maybe uncommon but not rare enough to consider weird or bad. Then again you had the xenophobic few that made a racket, but they were largely ignored unless they grouped to go hurt somepony. The important thing here is that many loved other species, but while there were spells for sex changes and other superficial changes for those desiring tattoos or certain modifications, whole species changing was one of those things you could indeed consider weird, for it was beyond rare.

What Olivia showed her yesterday was a breakdown not unlike her own when she arrived here. She cried, she wept, she bargained to whatever power happened to cross her mind. During that mess all Cup Cake could do was there and offer her a shoulder to cry on while Alexander stayed outside the room. Olivia had given him no permission to cross that boundary, thus he remained away, but it was easy enough to feel the heartache coming from him.

By the time she calmed down it was already past beyond opening time, and while Cup Cake wanted to finally talk to her once Olivia had cried her last, she was told to go. The whole day was a damn drama that had too much in common with the rest of the previous week, something that got worse when Olivia's friends came to talk with her and instead almost got into a fight when they learned of Olivia's 'departure' and the fight the brothers had shared. It had almost gone beyond words indeed, but somehow it all ended well, though Alexander didn't want to tell her how despite Mrs. Cake being a nervous wreck.

Why was she a nervous wreck? Because they had been pushing Alexander and she had heard them outside the door. If they had gone beyond that, if they had hit him, then all Tartarus would've broken lose as they found out about her. Worse yet: Alexander was this close to exploding. The bond was telling Cup Cake that the man was about to do something simply brutal and she wanted nothing like that happening, otherwise everything would go so wrong that not even Celestia could solve it.

That moment, the one when Alexander just grew cold and distant, was both the best and the worst moment since all of this started. Not only did he manage to calm everyone down and evade a very dangerous situation, but he also grew so distant that Cup Cake felt her heart stop for a second when she felt nothing coming from him.

She only felt elation and fear in equal parts. It felt truly horrifying for a few seconds as she was unable to feel the man's love.

Alexander closed shop after that and both Cup Cake and him knew rumors would spread quite quickly. It was not as fast as Alexander though, and the human went to Cup Cake for comfort, both his own and the mare's. She had never needed a hug so much now that Alexander was this distressed, and despite her doubts and fears she was not going to deny the human what he needed, for she wanted his touch and reassurance as much as he wanted hers. The only thing that bothered her was that Alexander said nothing while they hugged. It just felt a tad empty.

At least that day went without a hitch after that. Yea, it was weird to have an eerily calm Olivia ask her how it would be to walk on all fours, if girls like her had estrus (Yes, they did.) and if her breasts would turn to teats (Mrs. Cake had no answer for that one). Olivia didn't seem to do or want much after they were done talking and Cup Cake knew she was on the verge of breaking down once more, but it would be worse to try and force a conversation when all she seemed to want was company.

This morning had been another thing completely, and Miss Cake knew how lucky she had been to have Olivia share her shower without any kind of mental breakdown.

She had a muzzle, or snout, ponies were still divided on how to call it sometimes (Mostly because the nobles at Canterlot kept fighting for every stupid thing). It would've been fine, seeing the rest of her changes, if it hadn't been accompanied by a tail and the bat wings of a thestral. Simply put? Olivia had said she was an anthro form of a pony, or a furry, something that Cup Cake had found while surfing the internet. No, thinking about naughty things didn't help, at all.

There were few things to difference her from a pony at this point, even her breasts had gone somewhere else, and her privates were similar to that of a pony by now, which included the fact that her male parts had teats very close by. At least she still had hands, which seemed to be a huge relief for her, but Cup Cake knew both of them could feel how close the last step was.

As for Alexander? He had only gone out to make food and to deliver it to his sister. He had been as silent as the day before and Cup Cake had felt the pain when Olivia had just opened the door, then basically closed it on his face after the food had been delivered. He hadn't cared about the change, he just wanted to hear his sister's voice talking to him, but she had been beyond cold after the mess they got themselves into.

Cup Cake could understand that, she was not going to fault Olivia for being angry when it was obvious this had been done in a way that would hurt all involved. What was making her go from sad to angry was that neither one was trying hard enough to make peace with one another.

Both of them knew what needed to be done, and Alexander was avoiding her gaze whenever she tried to bring him to his senses.

"You can't avoid it much longer, dear, you know it." And despite her best attempts, Alexander tried to keep the silence going. "She is going to change again tonight. I think we both know when it happens and we both know she will lose whatever she has left from her human body."

"As far as she doesn't lose her humanity I don't care." Alexander sighed as he finally spoke. "I never cared what she changed about herself, what I cared about was, and is, my sister."

"A weird way of showing it you had." The human lifted an eyebrow at that. "Do you really think you were doing the right thing when you treated your sister as you did?" He didn't answer her question. "Now you have a chance to make things right, so the question is..." Alexander did flinch as Cup Cake let her empty bowl down. "Why aren't you making your sister really yours?"

"Mrs. Cake..." His tone held warning, his eyes full of fear at those words.

"Alexander, I think we are beyond that." In fact, as far as Cup Cake was concerned, this was the perfect time to bring it up. "Your sister is going to change soon, and she is ready to break. I know she may not forgive you, not fully, for a while, but you should give her all the love you can, you should give her what she wants, what both of you want." Embarrassment washed all over Alexander's face as he diverted his gaze away. "I know you aren't keen on the idea, despite what you said you told your sister, but you need to give her proof of your commitment to her."

Alexander did his best to disappear from sight by shrinking back. "It is still against what I have been taught. I never had any problem with my brother becoming my sister, but..." He didn't need to say anything. Cup Cake had looked it over and the internet had been brutally clear with its sincerity. "I love my sister to death, but this sounds like such a definitive thing that it scares me."

Mrs. Cake nodded in understanding. "But if you aren't close enough to her, then it could very well mean you won't go with us when we depart."

That made Alexander froze and Cup Cake knew she had hit a nerve. The problem was that she felt something else when she mentioned that little tidbit, something he hadn't tell either Olivia or her. It bothered her greatly that Alexander was holding back whatever he knew, but she would not voice her concerns. Pushing him would just hurt things even more.

Still, even if she wanted to know why Alexander was hiding something from her, Miss Cake was not going to press the issue, not right now anyway. She was a mother, she knew when to be stern and when to be gentle. Right now Alexander needed a bit of guidance and he needed to know how to show love, both physical or otherwise. Olivia was truly starved for both, and she didn't believe her brother had any love to give her. Right now she was in a worse shape than Ponyville's resident little changeling that had decided to stay after the invasion on Canterlot. The poor dear had been starving for a few days before she came to the bakery where he got some much needed nourishment.

"Alexander, your sister doubts you love her, and she does it greatly." Being direct and truthful, however, hurt. Mother or not, it was never pleasant. "I do hate to hurt you by saying that, my dear, but we both know that your sister is threading a very thin line. She stayed because she loves you, but unlike me, she can't feel it. What she had, what you have, needs to be rekindled."

It sickened her to say that while hiding something, much like Alexander, but she had to. Alexander had grown way too quiet for her taste once more, but this time he was doing something she deemed necessary instead of brooding once more.

"I am in no position to pressure you, but we both know your sister doesn't want to change despite how much she likes the show, how much she likes us." At least the man nodded as he pursed his lips. It was hard to ignore the fact that Olivia was all but happy about this. "She may be angry for now, and she may take some time to fully forgive you after all of this, that and we know she will not take kindly to being disturbed when she asked for you to be away, but I think she needs you right now."

Alexander took on a pensive look for a moment. He wanted to show his sister that all this bullshit was done and gone, but he still had fears and doubts. "And if she asks me to...?"

Fears that Cup Cake found stupid. This was the time to help Olivia, and helping her would help Alexander in return. "Then you comply and love her in any way she asks you to." Seeing Alexander turn red from embarrassment would've been funny, but the embarrassment wasn't there in a way that Pinkie, or any other pony, would have liked. "She is going to turn into a pony soon, an ADULT pony. Fillies have their first heat between age five to age seven, none go beyond twelve before they are in heat at least once. From what I saw humans have a lot of taboos, taboos ponies don't have, taboos you will have to ignore from now on if you want to come when I leave."

The man blinked a few times. "Did I hear you right? The kids do it too?" Mrs. Cake nodded. "Why? I mean, the CMC or the other kids don't seem to..." When she arched an eyebrow Alexander groaned. "Fucking kids' show."

"If adult humans are so varied in their SECRET fetishes, likes and dislikes, it would be obvious to think that, if someone knew about us ponies, they would not show that ponies you would consider kids are active, sexually speaking." Mrs. Cake chuckled at the thought. "It is true we supervise such actions, and sometimes it is done only within the family if no pony is willing or close enough. Doing it unwillingly or without any kind of love or care HURTS, it is then when it is considered rape and wrong. Such a crime is punished in a very brutal way some of your old leaders would find lovely." She grimaced at the thought. Being turned into stone and slowly transformed into a real statue was, if the history lessons were accurate, compared to forcing glass shards through your whole body. Something that scared every single living being back home. "So yes, 'kids do it', but only with those they trust and care for. We ponies are very flexible thanks to magic, so size is not even an issue... most the time."

"Of course you guys don't mind incest and all this with magic giving a hand." Alexander snorted. Cup Cake wasn't sure if he found this funny and infuriating, or simply infuriating, but at least he gave a laugh. "Next thing I'll hear is that Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon and the CMC got trusted into some human's care and the guy formed a herd with five pregnant fillies."

Cup Cake took a hoof to her chin at that. "If this were to happen again and they were targeted for it? Is possible, yes." However she did not like the idea of so many kids taken from their family. Still, she wasn't the one to decide how things would go. "They are old enough and all of them went through their first heat, but with some luck they will be spared the trauma of living together as well as being plucked away from their homes."

Mrs. Cake tried to chuckle her worries away, though the biggest one was directed to how easily the kids would try to strangle each other. Diamond and Silver were both earth ponies, so the CMC would be matched even if they had one more member. Those kids would hurt somepony one of these days.

"You are acting way too calm with the idea of five fillies suddenly appearing in the home of a very horny teenager." Alexander's monotone brought Cup Cake from her little musings.

"I think it could be worse. As far as they found someone as nice as you and your sister..." Those words were meant to soothe and encourage him, but instead Cup Cake found Alexander crestfallen as he heard her. "Oh dear."

Mrs. Cake left her spot on the table and trotted besides Alexander. She would've preferred to drag the chair with her, but right now what mattered was speed and the feelings behind her actions, not being proper in the eyes of the human. Just placing a hoof on his leg was more than enough for a slim and slightly forced smile, but to Cup Cake it was more than enough.

"You know I am not making light of the situation." Cup Cake tried to mend what her words seemed to have broken. "I know it may look like I am doing much better than you, but I assure you I am quite a wreck." She gave a very tired smile as she said that. Once she came back she would go directly to Twilight to get more information on quite a few topics. "I just want to ease your mind and allow you to do what is right." What she didn't say is that her own was a train wreck at the moment.

"I know, I know and I appreciate it. None of us are having it easy and, well, we would if I hadn't messed up." Alexander saw the frown on Cup Cake's mouth as he said that. "We both know I botched things up, alright? Whatever society considers right may be 'right', but it hurt my sister too much. I should've never condoned it."

"After seeing some of the results of what would happen without magic? It is safe to say many of the rules are there for a reason." And she wished magic would bleach her brain to keep some of the images away. A decent pony should never see some of the things she found on the world wide web. "But now it is here, it is within the two of you, and whatever else others may think does matter little. You two deserve happiness and I will make sure it happens."

Alexander let one of his hands fall down to squeeze at Cup Cake's neck gently. It not calmed the mare, but also helped Alexander with his heavy mind. "It is not that simple still. If someone finds about all of this I will only dig myself deeper if I go all the way."

"I think the proper authorities would have more to worry about than brother and sister having an affair if they ever find us." Cup Cake was unsure as to how in the world had she managed to say that with a straight face. The rubbing probably had something to do with it. "Besides, you don't know if that is what she'll ask of you. I can assure you that Olivia needs company, and I think it is time for you to give your sister some love, even if it is just cuddling her to bed tonight."

"That one I could do, if she wants to see me."

Cup Cake just gave the man a smile. She was beyond sure with this one. Olivia needed her brother. Whatever else she did after he got him was another thing entirely, and the mare was sure that Alexander would comply with whatever his sister asked of him. She just hopped they would be as lenient with her once they found out her own problem and the fact that she hid it.

"Go away."

Welp, no surprise there. Alexander didn't know what Cup Cake thought but knocking had done little but give him what he had expected. Still, Olivia sounded wrong, wrong in the sense that her voice sounded hoarse and there was a slight croaking to it. Not to say it was completely fine when the tone had been getting more feminine during these two days, but it was beyond what Alexander had expected it to be.

"You don't sound so good Olivia. Don't you want me to come in?" There was a sharp intake that Alexander didn't allow to finish. "I know what you told me to, but Cup Cake said you... may want to at least talk before you change again."

"..." There was a moment of silence. No music, no clicking, nothing at all. "Come in."

Alexander was maybe a bit too quick to do it, but he opened the door and looked around the crowded room to find it the same as usual. Plushies, which now had a newly added sister, as one of the few things Olivia had asked for was Creamy Oven's plushy, were everywhere alongside books and a few other random things. The computer had a bit of dust over it, and it had been untouched for a while now while Olivia was sitting on her bed with what seemed to be a second laptop like the one Cup Cake had been given.

"I bought a few." Was all Olivia said as she saw her brother's questioning look.

He just nodded and approached slowly. Olivia had the short muzzle similar to almost all mares, with slim hips and a more girly figure than before, which was saying something. Her wings weren't too big, but they probably had the size they would remain as once she changed fully, though her eyes had grown quite a bit, much like her ears, and her proportions were just slightly skewered. Then again she wasn't exactly human anymore, and by now she had the same 'cartoony' look that Mrs. Cake sported, something that probably had to do with a lot of magic going through her body.

People had commented on it too. Alexander looked 'softer', slightly 'better', as if he took perfect care of himself. It was much easier to keep everything clean and in place since this started, and it was something he had noticed a few days ago. Even with how little he was caring for himself these days Alexander just looked better than ever, other than the lack of sleep or the bloodshot eyes when he just felt like pure shit. Today had been 'good' though, and both of them noticed.

Despite the hoarse undertone, Olivia was quite well. Her clothes didn't exactly fit, yea, but she was in good shape. Her eyes looked slightly red, and she lacked any semblance of a smile, but she was doing more or less alright as she read something on her tablet. Still, there was no need to guess when she looked at him: She felt lonely.

"Can I sit with you?"

She threw him a dirty look, then motioned for him to close the door and come over. Despite her original outburst Olivia didn't want to upset Cup Cake again.

When Alexander did as asked he noticed that Olivia was using some of the clothes designed for ponies, albeit modified. It was surprising what you could do with some patience and ingenuity, because he was sure it had been a bitch to cut holes perfectly made for those bat wings of her. Trying to touch would be wrong when she was giving him such a death glare, so curiosity or not, and willing to get punched or not, he retracted his hand.

"No touching unless I say so." Olivia growled his way. "It is like I am fucking raw all over; I can feel the damn air." She turned her gaze down once more to face the tablet. "What do you want to talk about that is so important?"

"You."

"No shit."

"No, seriously, I want to talk about you." Olivia gave Alexander a withering glare. "Olivia, remember that these walls are fucking paper thin. This may not be one of those quickly made pieces of crap that some people call homes, but our cousin did change a lot of things. I could hear you cry."

"What else is new?" She snorted with a feeling between disdain and indifference. "This would be the first time you risked your balls instead of your face when you come to check on me."

"But I always check on you, don't I?" Olivia just huffed. "Look, I am not a complete idiot, I know you may want me very far away right now."

"Understatement of the millennium."

"And at the same time you do want to say a few things to me, don't you?" Alexander saw the frown and those white teeth of hers grinding as he said that. "You didn't stay just to brood in your room."

"What I wanted to tell you is that I hate you, I hate you with all my damn being, but I made that very clear when you went ahead and poured your heart out to our visiting mare, didn't I?" Despite what she was probably feeling, or what she wanted to convey, Olivia sounded neutral enough to put robots to shame. Not like she could force her voice much in any case, but she didn't even put any effort to be snide or appear angry. "But what would I do without you? It has been such a long time and I still wait for the night you'll come to my bed and at least embrace me, just hug me like more than a sister."

Alexander pursed his lips for a moment before he reminded her of a simple promise. "I promised I would do anything you asked for."

"Anything? The last time you promised such a thing I was quite disappointed." Olivia let out a dry chuckle. "Why should it be different this time?" She turned to face him, and much to her surprise, and Alexander's, he had a straight face that looked back. "You mean it."

"Olivia, I have fucked up since you came here." His sister wanted to be much more explicit, but she allowed him to talk. "I have messed up and pushed you away for something that wasn't your fault. I won't say that shit about 'always loving you since we first meet' or some shit, this is not a romance movie. We were brother and sister and I felt happy like that." Olivia turned her gaze away once more. "It caught me by surprise, I was already hurt after being used just for pleasure, maybe even for a laugh, and to this day I still think I am a freak for doing what she asked me to." Both of them had a few choice words for that woman, but neither decided to bring them up. "You didn't mind that at all when most girls get scared shitless. Some people may think that having it huge is fun, but they don't know how much it can hurt others if you mess it up, how much it can scare those you want to love. You? You didn't care because I was still your brother, like I knew you'd always be my sister."

"I know being this mussy is not my thing, I tend to fuck up everything I touch and this is no different." Olivia could almost laugh at that, almost. "I cared deeply for you, but you know it scared the bejeebus out of me when you did what you did. Our parents were already angry and they were about to explode when they finally caught on."

"Better say when they couldn't look away anymore and they had to face me." Olivia grumbled with hate dripping from her voice.

"Yea, that too." Despite all the good his parents did, which had been a lot, they were so narrow minded sometimes. "But it brought you here, starved of love, friendship or simple care. I gave you all that and... I don't know if this was a thing before you came here, but that night scared me." He did know that was not enough of an excuse as far as Olivia was concerned. "I pushed you away, I hurt you, and for that I am sorry. The problem, though, came later."

Olivia chuckled at the memory.

"When I started doing all you wanted? When I broke my back working or when I put up with meeting new assholes every day so you could be calm thinking I was getting my rocks off with someone I could finally date?" This time she didn't hide a hateful glance towards her brother. "Everything you asked, suggested or even thought, brother, I did it all for you."

"I know, and that was the problem because it showed, clear as day, that I had fucked up with the one that would be with me no matter what." The light blush on Olivia's cheeks was a welcome change from her brooding attitude. "I knew I had messed up very fast, but I was afraid, too afraid to do anything, so I tried to push you away or get other girls to calm my mind. We both know that didn't work out, except for one, and I basically fucked it up thanks to my butterfingers."

They stayed silent for a few seconds, at least until Olivia faced her brother to ask a very simple thing. "What scared you the most?"

The question was both easy and hard. "We are very physical people, you and I, we both know we would not survive in a relationship without touch or sex." The blush on Olivia's face intensified, and both knew why she suddenly moved her gaze elsewhere. "Some could keep a relationship tame and loving with kisses and cuddles. We are not them. It would be impossible for us to hid things for any period of time before someone noticed it." He paused for a second. "It terrified me that someone would see us kiss, or do something else. This land is not exactly nice to people that delve on this taboo."

"Okay, I will give you that." Again, Olivia faced her brother. "But... but we could have tried, right? We could have hidden it, I just wanted you to love me, to love Olivia as a woman. Was it so hard to give that to me? There would be none of the problems that other pairs like us would face, the more 'normal' kind of pairing, if you go with sexuality." The look she got from Alexander said more than any word ever could. "Don't give me that look if you want your nuts intact."

"Still giving it." And he did, much to Olivia's anger. "Olivia, we aren't kids anymore, you know how fucked up the world is and you know how easy people would have it to make our lives a miserable hell. Despite what I wanted I was scared of making this even worse for us."

"A bit too late when I am like this, don't you think?" Her sneer could literally be considered a lethal weapon at this point. "On the plus side, if you want to consider it positive, no one is going to see me anymore."

"Good or bad, it doesn't matter. What is important now is to have you happy, that, and to make sure you understand I wasn't lying when I said I would go with you wherever you go." And by the looks of it Olivia still had quite the massive doubts. "I mean it Olivia. If you have to go, even if I need to strangle any of the princesses, I will go with you." Olivia snorted as she looked away with a smile, trying not to laugh. "Hey! No fluffy alicorn is going to keep me from going with you to the end of the world!"

"Excuse me if I don't throw myself on your arms as quickly as you'd expect." Despite wanting to. You didn't hurt someone expecting them to place the other cheek right away, not everyone did that. "Alex, you hurt me more than our parents by pushing me aside. Would you expect me to believe you so readily after that?"

"In a perfect world? Yea. Here? Not really." He shook his head sadly. "That is why I came, partially at least. This is probably the last day you have as anything close to a human, and I know you don't enjoy the idea of changing anymore, but it is what it is."

She sneered, not at him, but at her rotten luck. "So why are you here? Trying to ease the pain?"

"I am here to give you whatever you want." Though the idea scared him quite a bit despite how much he assured himself that it was indeed what he wanted. "I don't want to leave you alone tonight, not when you could wake up as a pony instead of a human, or humanoid. I don't think you want to face that alone, even if the one volunteering is someone you'd like to have far, far away from this room right now."

Olivia sat silently after that. Her bed was not big enough for them to be as they wished if he was offering what he was offering, which meant they would need to be very close. Any other time Olivia would've teased him while showing a dreamy smile on her lips, but right now she was dubious of what to say.

There WAS a way to see if he would do as he promised, a very simple test, one thing she had been wishing for so long that it was driving her insane. But right now it didn't offer her mind any pleasure to fantasize about it. If he said no it would be as it had been, and Olivia would just leave in the morning, pony or not. If he said yes... if he said yes Olivia would just do it for the sake of doing it. She wanted that ache away from her body and her mind with such ferocity that she wasn't sure if there was any love left or not.

No, there was love, but there was also fear. Was he about to crush her heart once more or had he told her the truth? Alexander was not a cruel person. Selfish from time to time and stupid he could be, but not cruel. The truth is that Olivia was scared shitless and she wasn't sure if she had the balls to ask him to give her what she had wanted for so long.

A hand touching the base of her newly formed wing made her gasp and almost jump as Alexander scooted closer to her, taking her into an embrace before kissing her on the neck. A deep humm escaped her as she felt his gentle touch.

"I promised I would love you. I am just sorry I was scared for so long... I know this night won't clean the slate for me, but you can ask anything of me and I'll do it." He was sincere too. After seeing his sister look away with doubt and sadness on her eyes he had been unable to resist. His one desire was to never see her cry because he had hurt her, not anymore. "You just have to ask."

"Anything?" The word didn't seem real when it escaped her lips, but Alexander just nodded. "T-then... stay."

As Olivia got up from the bed Alexander had to try his best not to laugh. She could be a strong and independent girl, vengeful as all hell and very strong for her size and frame, but nearly everyone that knew her was very aware that she could be commanding anywhere but in the bedroom. This, of course, put a damper on Alexander's mood.

Was he really up for more than just a few hugs? Let's say he felt his balls up in his throat once more, and this time it wasn't because Olivia had given him the mother of all nut breakers. Despite his feelings and wanting to make his sister happy, Alexander was still afraid, and he was very well aware that this was the point of no return. Anyone else could leave him, or even use him, but Olivia would not, even if this would partially count simply because her anger would still be there. Then again Alexander gave her permission, so he wasn't going to hold it over her.

It still scared him when the lights went out. With no windows or anything in here you'd expect that Olivia wouldn't see shit, but when she turned her amber eyes were boring straight at him. Thestrals seemed to be similar to many predators and, obviously, bats when it came to seeing during the night. That didn't help him any in the worry department, much less when Olivia slowly approached, fidgeting a bit as she walked, or at least it looked that way to him.

Alexander did his best to not lose it when Olivia came back to bed and placed her hands on his chest. There was no strength behind it, though Alexander was pretty sure his sister wanted to push him down and do whatever to him. He had given her the chance, he had promised he would do whatever she wanted, so he expected her, submissive or not, to act on her desires and fulfill them once and for all.

He didn't expect her to press her head against his chest and cry.

"So long... so fucking long." She whimpered, to which Alexander didn't know how to answer but to embrace her. "Awaiting every night, waning you... and just mere hours away of midnight, of my last fucking day as anything resembling what I slaved myself over to be, you come here and offer me everything I wanted." Olivia pressed herself harder against his chest. "I should fucking hate you."

"You don't?" He found himself way too calm when he asked something that scared him more than death itself. If she hated him... he would probably lose whatever fight remained in him.

Olivia shook her head against his chest very slowly. "I can't, even if I want I just can't hate you." She pressed against him, closer and closer until Alexander felt her whole body as close as she could be. Even her wings had wrapped against him, forcing a much stronger and intimate feeling hug. "I knew it was 'wrong', but who else liked me? Wherever I went I ended up liking the wrong idiot who hurt me in the end."

Alexander frowned at the thought. "I was no better than them."

"No, you weren't." That sincerity did burn more than you could imagine. "Good reason or not, you hurt me, you hurt me so bad... And to tell me you ended up loving me like I loved you, only to put it aside for your stupid fears, is not making it any better, only worse." He would admit that Olivia was right, but what did she want of him? Their life wasn't exactly a damn porno that had no bad ending in sight. "I am angry, I will remain angry, and I am sad... But I want to take you on your offer."

It surprised him how well he could hide his doubt when Olivia told him what he already knew. "I'll do whatever you want, sis. I promised, and this time I will not back away from you."

Her amber eyes rose slowly from his chest. He could smell her breath, and for some reason it just gave out a peach like scent, similar, he noticed, to what she seemed to smell off right now. It wasn't her favorite fruit, but if you gave her a basket it would disappear within the day. Alexander found the smell fitting. He liked it.

"You PROMISE you will not scoot away? You will never say no? You will do all I want tonight?" He nodded. Doubt was there, it would linger, but he wanted to show his sister that there was no more denying whatever they felt even if people would say it was wrong. "Then kiss me. No cute, gentle, chaste kiss. Kiss me like a woman. Kiss me as if you love me, do it if that is what you feel. Don't tease me, don't lie to me, just do it."

There was a second of doubt, enough for Olivia's eyes to turn sad. She had expected as much, but she did not expect that Alexander would basically lunge at her once he made up his mind.

That the person you wanted above all else had basically gone for the kill instead of moving away as you thought? Of course it wouldn't surprise anyone, much less Olivia. It made her jump in place though. What surprised her more than Alexander growing some balls and doing what he had promised, which almost scared the shit out of her when she thought he was getting up to run away, was that he had indeed kissed her on the lips instead of her eye with how dark it was.

Turns out that being part bat sucks fucking balls when you can see in the dark but your partner can't.

With her ears folding backwards, and her heart about to explode, Olivia finally reacted. Alexander had all but embraced her after their lips connected and she had basically fell over the bed with her brother on top of her. This was not her dream like scene, but she couldn't help but blush and clumsily kiss and hug back. If nothing else, she got what she wanted.

The kiss itself was also not what Olivia had expected, in fact Alexander hadn't been sure how he would do it, so this wasn't... well, it was not easy to explain as Olivia went with new instincts and he just went along whatever the hell his body wanted after so long denying everything.

He had kissed her and pushed his tongue into her mouth, to which she replied in kind.

Neither had liked that idea much, ever, but there was something to be said about feeling someone else in all ways you could, and this time it felt natural to just do it this way. For Alexander it had felt as if Olivia had started it, but he wasn't really sure as to whom had gone first, all he knew was that his sister tasted fruity, no pun intended, so it wasn't just the smell, which meant that this was not the disgusting thing he had sometimes pictured. For Olivia, barring who had gone first, her brother felt amazing, and to drag her tongue along his teeth, to taste him as if he was a sweet, was getting her going as her wings stiffened to the point of being almost painful between a mix of instant horniness and the feeling of both their weights combined. That Alexander tasted like molten candy for some damn reason didn't harm his chances either.

It felt like hours when it had been just a few seconds. Sometimes that saying that goes 'time flies when you are having fun' is a big fucking lie, and this was one of those times. This moment went on for quite a while in their heads, until Olivia did what Olivia always did.

She grabbed his ass.

Maybe it was the heat of the moment, maybe it was the old need, maybe she just wanted to see if he would finally scare away, but Alexander opened his eyes and broke the kiss, only to see those amber eyes that had been on his sister's face for such a short time. He saw them and they asked for more than just a kiss as Olivia lifted herself up enough to nuzzle and bite against his neck. Was she already in 'heat'? Or whatever passed as heat for someone that was partially a male anyways? He wasn't sure, but she made it clear.

"I want you."

In a moment of clarity Alexander found out something important: Even if someone was to change and just remain in this anthro form, which was as close as a human could get to a pony without changing fully, the person would be as strong as the aforementioned pony. What did it mean? Olivia could be strong, but she had never been able to overpower him. This time she pushed and he gave away like paper.

At least she didn't rip his clothes away, but as she gave him another kiss her hands worked swiftly, taking her clothes and his away as fast as she could manage, quickly taking everything out of the picture whether Alexander complained or not. She was horny and she wasn't going to accept a no for an answer at this point.

Alexander wasn't about to complain though, even if feeling his shirt pulled away so forcefully had scared the shit out of him. Hell, he gave a jump when Olivia took his pants and all but ripped them apart alongside his shorts and everything else. She didn't have claws, but her fingers were avid enough to make no prisoners as she pulled everything of them. While he couldn't see it was obvious that she had no time to waste, that, or she simply didn't want to waste any at all.

With that done, Olivia lunged at him for another kiss. Her body pressed against him and Alexander could feel that she had a very thin layer of fur all over her. It was very hard to notice or feel all on itself, but it was warm enough to give off a very comfortable temperature, so it was quite simple to imagine ponies didn't have that big of a coat, at least anthropomorphic ones. It was soft, it was comfortable, and the kiss made the touch even more enjoyable.

What scared him slightly was feeling his sister's member against him. Luckily for him she didn't feel any discomfort about it.

Now, some would say the stereotype girly boy wasn't exactly big, and Olivia fit the bill as she was quite small with barely five inches that hadn't exactly grown when she changed, but you'd be surprised to see what monsters some of them had. Allegedly, Olivia didn't dislike being male in that part of her body, but she didn't want attention brought to it. For her it was an extra that she liked during orgasm, the rest of the time she enjoyed her ass being toyed with, or doing quite a lot of things with her mouth. Her member was there for decor as far as she was concerned, but feeling it against his own made Alexander realize that this was happening and there was no going back.

When she broke the kiss Alexander knew she was smiling in the sultriest way possible. Anger or not, forgiven or not, she wanted something and she was going to get it. For that reason it wasn't surprising to feel her hands trail downwards slowly, tracing all over his body until she grabbed his member, making him gasp.

It had been damn too long since he had gotten lucky.

"You are rock hard already." And, once again, despite whatever else Olivia was or felt, she was a fucking tease. Both in bed and out of it. "Can I have my treat now?"

"Do you really need to ask?" He wanted to groan so much, but it could be interpreted as something else right now.

Olivia let out a giggle that at least somewhat calmed Alexander. It sounded like her old self, her old, not angry, self. "Not really." She purred as she moved down, giving a kiss near his crotch area and making him shiver in the process. "You already gave me a pass for whatever I wanted to do anyway." Her sing song voice did bring worry back though. Olivia could want many things if you let her have her way.

First of which was a taste, and by that Alexander meant she closed her eyes and moved down to kiss his cock. The sensation was electrifying, for a lack of a better word, and her fangs as she pushed beyond the kiss and took him in her mouth added to the feeling as she massaged the tip of his shaft without any doubt or second thoughts.

All Alexander could do was hope to not rip the bed to shreds as he grabbed at it with hands and feet like it was his lifeline.

Maybe he had never been as... entusiastic as Olivia when it came to the fantasies partaking them together, but he had wondered, oh he had wondered. At least that one part was not as uncommon when it came to family members, after all imagination was a common resource most people had, and they used it to live their fantasies in a way. In this case Olivia was a step forward from her brother, and one of her more tame fantasies had been also one of the few Alexander had indulged in: A simple blowjob.

To put it mildly: The feeling was incredible. Maybe it was the simple fact of Olivia being different, vastly different, when compared to a human. It was either that, the need or the time without playing with himself, but Olivia almost got him to cum when she did as little as take his tip inside her mouth and suck.

She was gently biting at him, which finally showed she lacked anything resembling the human mouth structure, AKA teeth. That did help though, as the new ones were practically blunt except for a scant few, and the love bites were so tender they worked almost as well as her damn long tongue that she seemed to control well enough to envelop his cockhead. Either Olivia had practiced with something or she instinctively knew what to do with her new body. The alternative was a hell of a practice run and a long tongue before she changed, something Alexander could not deny right away.

Trying to fixate his mind on the little things didn't do shit for Alexander. Olivia just pushed forward slowly, basically moaning as she took more of her brother inside her mouth like if she was hungry and needed to nurse to live. Not only that, Olivia was getting much warmer. Her hands were on his legs and they were not burning like if she had a fever, but it was damn close. When she looked at him her eyes were also slightly far away in their look that mixed want, lust and raw need.

Mrs. Cake hadn't been kidding. Olivia was in heat.

As soon as she saw him looking at her she stopped being gentle and went for it. Muzzle and all, it was still too big to take ten inches worth of cock inside of your mouth, and the gagging sound she made would've worried her partner, if her partner didn't gasp and achieved nirvana at the same damn time. She was squeezing him for dear life and he was trying not to drown his sister in spunk as she hilted him down her throat like she had been doing it her whole life.

She waited for a few seconds, breathing through her nose, apparently unhindered even when Alexander was sure that she had a massive bulge on her throat that should have made it frigging impossible. She didn't seem to care about physics though, and all she did was hold him there, squeezing him, letting out some kind of murr or purr while her muscles worked his shaft from top to bottom, all the while her tongue was lapping at him hungrily. How the fuck Olivia managed to do all that with no space left in her mouth, as well as no gag reflex to be seen, was a mystery to Alexander. It didn't mean he wanted it to stop.

Sadly, or maybe because this was part of her vengeance, Olivia slowly dragged herself away from that hardened rod, licking every single damn centimeter on her way, teasing the throbbing pole until Alexander was sure he would explode, only for her to squeeze the base of his cock with one hand and evade the incoming orgasm with a sly grin he was sure she was sporting.

"Not cumming yet, my dear brother." Her sultry tone was only matched by a slight hint of disdain. If she really forced him to avoid orgasm it could very well mess the night she wished to have. "I really thought you would have more stamina..."

"Sorry... for... disappointing... you." Alexander was sure his face was a fucking poem right now. "I haven't had sex... in a while... You have more practice... than me."

"No argument there." Olivia offered a grin even though her brother wouldn't see her. "You are about to cum though, and it is a darn shame... I feel so... so hot... Never felt like this." She mumbled the last bit as she bit her lip, tongue dangling from her mouth a moment afterwards to lick her brother's mushroom tip with a slight murr of contentment. "I want you all for myself tonight."

Alexander shivered in delight at the feeling. Why had he avoided this for so long again? Oh yea, taboos and all that. He was going to call shenanigans on that one. The only fear now was the nagging thought of his sister raping him if he underperformed.

"Seeing as you can probably overpower me if I say no? How about I do good on that promise?" He heard his sister chuckling before she slowly dragged her body atop of his. Alexander could feel two bumps down there, and they had nothing to do with her balls at all too, so it was a telltale sign that she was indeed going to change once more, something just told him. "And I swear to you, Olivia, that once you change I'll keep my promise." He took her close, giving her neck a gentle kiss. "As many times as you wish."

She let out a content sigh as she embraced him, giving Alexander a kiss on his neck. "I'll hold you to that, and you better don't fuck me over this time." There was a moment of silence before both chuckled. "Well, other than breeding me that is."

Something clicked within Alexander's mind. "Excuse me?"

"Breed. Me." Olivia purred huskily on his ear. "Make me your woman. Give me a big tummy. Creampie the heck out of me." She hissed slowly as she rubbed her bottom while guiding Alexander's rod against her ass. "I want you, and you better fuck me all night long. Shower me with you baby maker cream." Her tone turned lascivious and commanding at once. "Or else."

There was another something else knocking against his mind this time: The assurance that Olivia would do way worse than he ever thought possible if he didn't fuck her senseless.

"Your wish is my command." Olivia would not be the dominant one, but if she said jump you asked how high, then you did it. "But... I don't think I'll hold at all this first time."

"Oh, you don't worry about that." She lifted herself up, surprising Alexander and making him moan alongside Olivia as her rear took his shaft in one fluid motion. "You... you... aaah... c-cum... and I'll... get you up..."

And cum he did, right away in fact. By the time Olivia had pushed down until he hilted her the orgasm just decided to roll over and fling all that stored seed right inside his sister's insides. What surprised him was that Olivia's own orgasm hit almost at the same time, with almost no encouragement whatsoever, but his chest did feel the warm seed coming from her and the moan she let out was anything but subtle, much like her shivering. He was damn sure that Olivia lasted way longer than that, her sessions with those fucking toys had kept him awake for hours more than once.

It was not surprising, but it was also depressing and a bit demeaning for Alexander. It just felt so good, and his fear and doubts had been thrown out, only to end this quickly? Why the hell had he been so fast and pathetic? Even as Olivia fell on him, embracing him once again, and kissing his neck, he could feel his member's erection dying down. This was not what he had hoped for...

NOM!

SHIT AND FUCK! That hurt!

Olivia had bitten him, she was literally sinking her fucking fangs on his neck! It hurt, it was painful, he could feel his blood being sucked and...! It was arousing.

Hell, his dick got even harder than ever inside of his sister and Olivia could do little but moan alongside him as she sucked on his n neck like he was a damn popscicle. Alexander knew that the neck was a very sensitive zone, one used for more than relaxation when a massage was directed there, but for pleasure. He didn't know THIS would happen if she bit him.

"I don't know how I know, but I do." Olivia purred in a sing song voice that was way too calm while Alexander shivered, his shaft throbbing inside of her. "Now... fuck me. Hard. If you stop I'll rape you dry."

Not like she had to ask or threaten him. Alexander was going to do it more than gladly. There was time lost that he had to make up for, and there was pride to defend when it came to pleasing his partner.

"You asked for it, my dear sister."

She chuckled against his neck. "Bring it on!"

Olivia found her breath taken away from her when her brother moved himself backwards, only to shove his whole length inside in one hard, brutal shove.

She loved it.

Maybe they weren't porn actors, but they had their mileage, and Olivia LOVED it rough, maybe a bit too much. To feel how things had changed, how she could practically control every inch of her body in a way she could never before, was just the icing on the cake now. She had her brother with her, in her, and she could feel everything so vividly that she had to fight another orgasm. This change was not something she wanted, but it had its perks now.

That, and she managed to wrap every muscle around Alexander's member, milking his still dripping dick for everything it was worth. It was empowering to know, to feel, that she could make him cum with just a single movement.

Hands clutched at her sides in the blink of an eye and a gasp was the only thing she could utter as Alexander lifted her away from his shaft as much as she could, only to ram her down with as much strength as he could, making pleasure ripple through both their bodies. She didn't stop biting gently though, and despite the sliver of pain, Alexander was enjoying these first moments as if they were the best one he had in his life. In truth it either was exactly that, or very close to it.

Savoring it was paramount however, and those hard shoves were slow and methodical as he teased his sister with every movement. As he did it he hated it, but the pleasure he felt on his neck was nothing compared to kissing his sister's lips, much to her surprise as he forced himself once more inside of her squeezing rear. The moan coming from her lips and into his mouth was more than reward enough, and the need didn't even diminish in the slightest now that she wasn't biting him. Maybe it had been a drug for a moment, but as their tongues danced together there was little need of anything but the touch of the lips.

Not to say he was about to stop. That nice bubble ass had to get wrecked.

A sentiment she quickly shared as she broke the kiss. "N-no... more delays... fuck me... faster!"

That said, and once she had managed another deep moan, she kissed Alexander once more, this time taking a more active role as she began to ride her brother. Ten inches was still a sizeable amount though, and Alexander had to stop her before she did something quite hurtful. Their first time wasn't going to be tarnished for a damn wound or pain, though he could appreciate that her sister had lubricated herself, or at least she felt lubricated... Whatever the case, it was easy to go except for her over eagerness. She knew her way around a body in these situations, but she was way too horny to be careful and Alexander had to make sure she knew where the limits stood.

Olivia bit at his lips though, not exactly happy about being stopped, but Alexander just chuckled as he gave her a peek on the cheek before he turned her around with a few gentle movements. The feeling of that tail, of those wings, was weird, but it became much easier for both of them when it came to entering her, and this time it was Alexander the one to bite that very enticing neck.

Shivering as he nibbled her, Olivia raised herself, this time taking some time to do it right instead of allowing her lust to control her, but the end result was the same as she impaled her insides with her brother's rod, moaning as loudly as she could in the process. She had gone way too long with this fantasy for anything like decency to stop or worry her now, and feeling her brother's hands caressing her wings, even tugging at her tail after a moment, only got her hornier and hornier as she rode him, going faster after every time.

Every time she rose her brother pulled her down by the tail, enticing harder and louder moans every time she did so, clouding her mind with the burning pleasure of that flesh rubbing inside of her and marveling at the sensation of being made feel like a woman by the one she loved the most. It was all the sweeter as her brother started whispering sweet nothings to her between his own moans, both of them enraptured by what they had been holding back for so damn long.

"B-brother... I...!" Olivia trembled, almost unable to support her weight as another orgasm approached. How could this feel so damn good?

"Sssh..." Alexander did his best to not let it loose too soon either, embracing her sister once more. "Let me fill you..."

A small stop and a quick change. It was frustrating as the orgasm, the sweet release, was postponed, but as Olivia got herself on all fours, her brother against her back, it felt so natural and so... so good, simply good and right, that she couldn't complain. To have his weight against her back, to have him biting on her neck again, either as revenge, playfulness or because he noticed she liked it, all felt perfect.

And his throbbing maleness claiming her insides, just waiting to burst again, made up for anything else. She had her brother, and this time he wouldn't push her away. Well, he was going to push, but this wasn't the time for a chuckle or any of her comments, not when her mind wasn't exactly aiming for that.

No warning, no desire for one either, all she got from her brother was a powerful shove as he finally stopped his teasing and took her from behind again. Olivia nearly ripped the sheets apart, biting the pillow hard enough to literally tear a chunk of it, because this time Alexander had gone right where she wanted and he had rubbed over all the right spots. The result was not only that powerful bite, but a massive release.

A mix of a screech that no human could hear and a moan loud enough to wake the dead was all that could be heard as Alexander unloaded once more inside of his sister. The warm goey cream coated every single nook and cranny within her insides, with the muscles milking the shaft, no pause in sight, as both bodies shivered against each other. Neither had orgasm this fulfilling or this desired since they had started having this kind of fun, and if Alexander had been even slightly more centered and only a bit less horny he would've wondered if this damn magic and bonding crap had anything to do with it.

As it stood, who gave a fuck? He felt more fulfilled than ever and Olivia was purring like a kitten, content and beyond happy.

Until she turned as quickly as a shadow, only to grin at him, the glint of her eyes being a literal one that allowed him to see that chesire cat smile.

"I want more." She whispered before going for his neck again.

Well, tomorrow was Monday, but he could make a 'sacrifice' for his lovely sister.

Why did it turn out like this?

Cup Cake was asking that question time and time again in her head as she tried to ignore the sounds coming from the other room. The problem was quite simple: It was darn impossible. She had heard every word, every moan, every yell and every orgasm, and while the first two had gone over 'smoothly', the pair hadn't stopped since they went in around ten or so. Well, that isn't true, they had stopped a few minutes ago, just shy of 23:30, but all the same Cup Cake was distraught.

Her hoof was drenched, the bed was a mess, her marehood asked for attention and she was in a state that would've made Rarity faint for, let's say... forever, maybe?

She had been unable to hold herself, not when visiting Olivia had meant taking a wiff at her pheromones. She was in heat, she was woman enough to get in heat, and it had drenched the whole damn building with the smell, even the ground floor for some reason. That had basically forced her own estrus to flare, and oh boy, you don't know how hard had Cup Cake tried to exorcise it out of her mind until she had convinced Alexander to go to his sister.

Oh she tried, she HAD tried so hard, but she knew the heat would come. It was so 'fun' at first to think that she would endure and would come back with a smile, proud and mighty, as she had remained Carrot and Carrot alone, only to come to the realization that, if she so much as asked, Alexander would be on his knees to please her. She didn't need to even ask, she could feel it, she darn knew it! What was worse was that Olivia probably would be okay with it if they were to talk about this now that brother and sister were together and she didn't have to second guess things or each other's feelings.

She wanted it so badly it hurt. It was something most mares understood after their first heat, mostly because it was such a pain you would wish to never experience again. Human period? My dear, that was a bitch, but now think about needing to rut until your body, and your partner's body, were but lumps of meat with promises of pain and suffering that would extend for a few days. That, my friend, was the most gentle example of what pain you would expect if it went unsatisfied. The worst would literally turn a mare crazy for a while unless they had a remedy, a remedy that was such only in name, after all they do have some side effects that almost no pony wished for. The only thing that worked, and it still took some time to calm a mare down, was impregnation.

What was worse than smelling the increasing strength of somepony's arousal and heat then? The sudden stop. Their first orgasm made the smell recede. It was NOT supposed to be that fast, in fact the pheromones were to die slowly but steadily to mark the end of estrus and the end of need, which would also calm any stallion, or mare, close enough to its effects. To have such a strong effect? The potency had to be incredible, the need of both parties had to be so strong, the genes so powerful and the rut so hard that it would achieve its intended target with ruthless efficiency. That made sure that Cup Cake knew the obvious result to this night.

The siblings were to be parents around eleven months in the future, if the change didn't affect what just transpired tonight.

But that brought a problem, a very hefty, big and wet problem. Cup Cake couldn't take her mind off the gutter thanks to a soon to be very pregnant mare and an incredibly fertile stallion.

She wanted to rut so badly.

She wanted a foal! She wanted her dream family! She wanted to have no less than four and her mind was so set on that desire that she was willingly considering testing if Alexander really had genuine feelings for her. She wanted to see if it could happen, if they could all share on this, if a herd was really as bad as she thought it could be or if she was being stupid and her marriage would still remain the same after this loving pair was added to their family! Why did her body literally tell her brain to go get lost!?

"Oh Carrot." She brought both hooves to her face. One covered in shame, the other yet cleat. She was unsure how long would part of her remain untouched. "I am so, so, so sorry..."

It didn't matter if there was permission or not. If this didn't work out as she wished it would end her. If they didn't feel that way about Carrot, about her family, about her friends, then she would've failed her promises to her husband. She would have taken without giving something in return, and breaking it off with Alexander or his sister would hurt, but not as much as it would hurt if she failed Carrot in any way, shape or form.

But... but would she really fail? Or were her fears something else entirely?

She had been fearful of losing Carrot since the day they meet, fearful of doing something hat would drive him away, and the fear had intensified thanks to her stupid anger before she came here. How happy would he be to see that she found somepony that would fit right in?

Because he would be happy for everything... right?

There had been so many things that she was sure of, so many that had made her smile, but this one didn't seem like one of them. Permission or not, this could end in disaster in so many ways. She had so many doubts, so many that were pilling and creating even more questions, doubts, insecurities and what ifs that she thanked the maker for not giving her hands. She would be clawing her eyes out at this point if she had them.

Cup Cake just sobbed herself to sleep, unable to answer any of her mind's questions and fearful of what would happen tomorrow.

Back in Alexander's room things had gone quiet. Olivia was practically asleep after their rutting and he knew he was going to have a very painful morning, but his mind decided to give his concerns the boot and instead enjoy the massive afterglow that was lasting well beyond half an hour for some reason. If he didn't have everything prepared for tomorrow morning he would be scre...

*RIIIIIIIING!*

Fucking phone! Where was it!? Why hadn't he changed the damn ringtone!? Oh, there it was.

"Yes?" He half croaked. Even his voice was strained.

"Hey bro, just called to tell you I am off for a week or two, so I won't be around to make any more deliveries." Wait, what? This was the one buddy Alexander trusted with keeping him stocked and he was bolting? He was about to say something, but he noticed that his friend had done as he always did when he didn't want shit: He pre recorded the message. "So yea, take care and I'll see you once I come back. Oh, and sorry about Olivia, I would have said something sooner but I know you would've yelled at my face if I fucked up, as usual."

Well, great, no supplies tomorrow morning. At least there were the leftovers that were in the fridge. Not as tasty as fresh baked goods, but hey, waking up every day at four to six in the morning was something not done during vacations... all the time anyway.

A sudden flash made him curse under his breath. It only took one moment, but his vision was utterly screwed after going from the dim light of the phone to the blinding inferno that had assaulted his senses. He wasn't able to see shit, but he did feel a sudden change in weight and pressure all over his chest, something he managed to confirm with his hands.

His sister didn't have human form anymore.

She had managed to end up asleep before the phone rang, but this had messed it up. Now she was awake, a sniffle confirmed it before she spoke. "I... Am I still pretty?" The question came muffled and fearful, but Alexander's own worries lied with Olivia herself. "Brother... am... am I beautiful to you?" Though it seemed she was fine, fearful and dubious, but fine.

Truth be told, Alexander didn't know if she was really awake or not, but luckily she hadn't gotten hurt with the sudden change and she hadn't hurt him either (shudder to think what would happen if he had been still inside of her during the change). He just dragged her close, kissed her in the lips and reassured her. There was nothing more beautiful in his eyes, even if his sister had stopped being human. That little reassurance calmed her mind and she let out a sigh of relief.

"You'll be beautiful no matter what, Olivia. You will always be beautiful to me."

She let out a light chuckle that sounded quite different when compared to her usual laugh, probably because the overall changes to her body. At least his reassurance had the effects he hoped and it was all she wished to have. "Then you don't mind if I get fat?" Though the question on itself wasn't so weird either, but it made Alexander eye at her warily. "Because I have been raiding the fridge with all the pastries and shit since our spat. It was fun to go behind your back... and I was depressed. You know that when I am depressed I want sweets. Pair it with being angry and how much I wanted to piss you off..." He could feel her waving her hoof a bit "Sooooo... I think I emptied most what we had stored? This new body could mow down sugar like crazy."

Wait... the fridge was empty? There was nothing ready for tomorrow?

Sleep is utterly fucked in a bad way? You know what!?

"Motherfu...!"