Luna blinked awake the next morning, the tingle in her horn alerting her that it was near dawn. The moon needed to be lowered to make way for the morning sun. She idly wondered what it would look like if she left it up but dismissed the thought. It wasn't just tradition, Starswirl had been quite adamant about the order of the heavens. The moon and the sun should never occupy the sky at the same time.

She lifted her head and looked around. It seemed she'd slipped off the changeling sometime during the night. Her butt was still a bit tingly from the experiment while her nethers were achy but sated. Indeed it was how she felt in general at the moment. Content.

Rising languidly, she hopped from the bed to feel a bit of resistance from her tail. She turned to look and blushed. The long tail she'd been growing out since her Ascension was matted and flat, a layer of white flakiness visible amid the blue. Trotting over to the mirror, she took a long look at her flank, a bit of warmth flooding her body at the sight. It was easy to tell which side she'd slept on, the pinkish white substance falling from her marehood and pooling in the fur on her right side.

Squinting at something she'd almost missed, she looked down to her barrel. Pink gel was matted into some of her fur around her right upper body, the farthest reaches being the brightest pink while the closer to the changeling it had been the more red was blended in with it. While the stallions seed was mostly dry, the honey was still mostly wet. It was salvageable as far as she knew, all she needed was a jar or two to collect it in.

Smacking her lips and noticing her thirst, she went to the door. She'd need some water delivered to the room, as she seemed to have sweated a bit as well as lost...other fluids the night before. Stopping just before the door and looking to the stallion sitting in a dried mess of semen and honey, she decided to get three pitchers of water. He would probably need more water than she did.

"...and if you tug on this strap the pack will loosen, allowing you to drop it to achieve maximum mobility. Pike will be one of your guards while in town, the other shall be chosen when you arrive. On the pack here is a small blade should you need it. Tug it up before pulling and it shall come free. You believe you have enough honey to sustain you?"

"I'll be fine, Luna. It's a day. If it were longer I'd be more worried, but we'll have thirty Knights who've done this sort of thing before. We'll be back before you know it," Max soothed, giving the mare a peck on the nose.

He'd woken up with what could only be described as a horrible hangover, a combination of too much emotion and not enough water leaving him with a powerful headache and a thirst to end all thirsts. Luna had anticipated the thirst though, supplying him with two wonderful pitchers of cool, refreshing, wet water. After he'd drank a bit, she suggested filling another jar, bringing his current total to six jars of emotion. He was only bringing four of them, however. Three of them were in his own bags while a fourth was with Pike. That way even if he was hit by something and his jars shattered, he wouldn't be up a creek.

Max trotted over to the prepared Knights, many standing at the ready in some various kinds of armor. There was plate armor, some jerkins of thick cloth, even a few etched wooden plates that shimmered slightly in the morning light. Most of the knights were also armed; hammers, blades, bows, one Pegasus even had what looked like a very old but well-cared for crossbow. There was no mistaking this group's intent. They were ready to deal with the bandits, however they needed to.

'I think in most places banditry was punishable by death. There was no going back once you took that step.'

That meant that any and all bandits they ran into would likely be fighting to the death. Things could get nasty. He really hoped it was only a small group of bandits.

Celestia entered the courtyard with her packs strapped to her sides. The blade at her side was on the small side for her size, but it was likely made for a smaller pony. She wore no armor, not even her golden shoes. She wore nothing but the bags at her side and her crown.

The white alicorn made her way to the knights and walked through their ranks, checking their packs, armor and weapons personally before stopping before him. Her face tightened a little as she looked over his bags and drew the small blade Luna had given him, placing it back in the scabbard and walking to the front of the group.

"My knights, as many of you have heard a nearby settlement has requested aid. We go now to remove the bandits from their land so that the ponies may live in peace. Are you ready?"

Max gave one last smile to Luna as he followed the group out the gate. It was time to see the rest of the world.

The dark alicorn watched the group walk out of the keep with a bit of jealousy. Max, her first friend in so long and now her stallion, was going out on this journey with Celestia. While she was certain that neither would hurt the other, it left her feeling disappointed. It would be his first journey into the new world, one that would likely bring up many questions. She wished she could be there to watch him as he spoke of the differences, of the similarities. To hear him speak of the forests of his home, of the creatures. Of the landmarks and the wonders.

It was something she'd have to enjoy another time. For now, she had things to do.

"Redstreak! A pleasant morning to you."

"And to you, your highness. Shall we begin?" the mare asked, gesturing in the direction of the planned fields.

"Indeed. The sooner we start work on the fields, the sooner the ponies under our rule will be properly nourished. Max also mentioned trading surplus to other towns for goods we may require," Luna answered with a smile. "Let us begin."

Luna yawned as she walked to her room. It had been a busy day, much busier than she'd expected. Redstreak had liked the idea of running the water from the spring to the fields but was adamant that the fields they chose be used for fruit trees. The crops needed specific types of soil, she'd said, and they would grow best in specific locations. Thus the mare had argued vehemently with the alicorn about placement of farms, stopping just shy of demanding that certain locations be used for certain crops and that earth ponies would be the primary ones overseeing the farms.

The latter demand forced Luna to put her hoof down. There just weren't enough ponies to specify a tribe for a job. If a pony could do a given task, they'd be assigned that job; it was as simple as that. Maybe once the hamlet grew a bit and their numbers increased, but for now...

"Must make our way to the mine tomorrow," she muttered sleepily. Raising the Moon was a much more arduous task without the power of her sister to help with the process. Celestia was likely just as exhausted by the experience as she was actually. The white alicorn may even need to use some of the changeling's honey in the morning, since she wouldn't be able to relax after raising the sun. That would be fun to watch.

Seeing to the mine would be the first step in stabilizing the castle. For now the alicorns and the changeling had agreed that they would not worry about it, but should the rains come... the weather of the world was still reeling from the stabilization of the solar cycles. A random bad storm was not out of the question. The sisters had seen a few come close to the keep, hundreds of lighting strikes flashing in the distance, but none had actually struck the keep. The rain that would be brought by such a storm would drastically increase the weight of the castle and soften the ground. If the stallion was correct in his worries, it could be very dangerous.

Crawling into her bed and making herself comfortable, she huffed at the silence. It wasn't even that long ago that she was sleeping through the days and standing vigil through the nights, most of her time spent alone with the exception of the knights and serving ponies. So why did it feel so quiet?

Luna inhaled deeply with her muzzle in the covers. The maid had done her best, but the stallion's scent was still present. In fact, she wouldn't be surprised if he'd managed to soak his scent into not just the sheets but the bed itself. It kind of happened when one was as, heh, virile as he was.

'That's why it feels quiet. We're by ourself again.'

It felt wrong now that she thought about it. The room was empty, she felt...alone again. It wouldn't be for that long, but it was long enough for her to notice. She lit her horn and levitated a small vial of glowing pink liquid to her side, watching the softly glowing honey as her thoughts wandered. She'd need to practice her dream walking now and again. With practice, she may learn to stabilize the changeling's dreams. Then she could visit him no matter where he went, or where she went. Distance wouldn't be and issue anymore. She set the vial back in the cabinet beside her bed and drifted off to sleep.

Luna's eyes opened to her still-dark room. Something felt off. Something was out of place.

Raising her head and looking around, she heard a rustling noise from a cabinet next to her bed. It was where she stored a wine bottle and, more recently, a jar of changeling honey. A dark shape was currently going through the cabinet. It pulled back with the jar of changeling honey in its hooves, revealing the creature in the soft glow of the gel.

A changeling.

The creature fought with the stopper, growling angrily as it tried to get the cork off of the bottle. The second it came loose, the changeling threw the cork away and crowed in victory. The creature then began to devour the honey, holding the jar up and draining the contents even as its tongue flicked out into the jar to remove as much as it could.

'Has it not eaten recently, or is the love just that tempting?' Luna thought, watching the shape-shifter look over the jar. The creature spotted its target, sticking its muzzle into the jar and licking the last few specks from the bottom with its serpentine tongue.

Looking to the chest across the way, she opened it quietly and drew the other jar of honey the stallion had left behind. She needed to know more about these creatures. They were notoriously flighty, most ponies never seeing a changeling in its true form even if they knew one was nearby. One scroll she'd read even swore that a pony could walk through a town consisting only of changelings and never know anything was amiss. So why was this one in its base form?

"Hello?" Luna whispered softly, hoping not the startle it too badly. Her efforts were in vain. The changeling squawked in fear, tearing off for the door and-

*Crack*

-running straight into the wall beside it. The changeling curled in on itself, grasping its horn and muzzle while barking angrily. It started to rise again but began tilting sideways as it attempted to keep its hooves underneath it. It hit a desk, then another wall and didn't get up again, curling into a ball and whimpering in pain and fear. This time it didn't rise again.

"Your highness, are you alright?" a guard asked, knocking on the door.

"We are fine. We shall call on you if we require aid. Remain close by," Luna answered, lighting a few candles with her magic. The increased light sent it into a fresh panic. The changeling made another attempt to rise and flee but it seemed unable to coordinate itself. Every attempt just ended with the creature landing awkwardly or running into something.

Finally convinced it was done trying to run for the moment, Luna filled a small glass from the second jar of emotion and experimentally placed it beside the changeling. The creature instantly moved it's head to the gel, sniffing at it before clumsily trying to grab at the cup. It spilled the cup, but the fact seemed to not bother it at all. The changeling began licking the gel from the floor, the act seeming more like desperation to Luna than greed. Coming closer with a candle to the creature as it licked a crack in the stone floor to try to reach some of the escaping emotion, Luna's eyes widened. The creature was in fact a changeling, it's carapace giving off a soft gleam in the candlelight. However, scattered over its form were holes, some small but many gaping, allowing her to see the floor through the changeling's legs and barrel. It was also thin, a rail of a creature when compared against the stallion she'd seen only hours ago.

Starvation wasn't something Luna was very familiar with, but she was not ignorant to the possibility either. She'd been hungry before, hungry enough that her stomach churned and her head hurt. After all, the two alicorns had foraged for their own food before their ascension. That meant two little fillies were wandering around looking for any food they could find. When the garden they had was damaged or attacked by a thief or wild animals, they were left with grass and leaves. In spite of this, at no point in her history did she remember being so hungry that she could see her own bones. Around the changeling's barrel its shell hung oddly. It seemed like it was too big for it, like the creature had not too long ago been better fed and cared for.

Luna circled the creature and it curled in on itself, its eyes tracking her with fear. The same eyes that were glowing red and pink at the moment.

'It's drunk on the lust. That or the emotion is just too rich for its current state.'

Stopping by the tail, she shifted it in her magic to try to ascertain the creatures gender. Whereas Maximus' shell had a split on the underside to release and hide his penis, this one's shell was split just underneath the hole for the anus.

'A mare?'

"Do you understand me?" she asked, sitting in front of the changeling but keeping a distance. Those fangs still contained venom. If they could incapacitate her sister, this changeling could likely knock her out as well.

"Do you have a name?"

Luna cocked her head in a little irritation as the changeling curled tighter on itself. It wasn't being very helpful. A stray thought brightened her up considerably though. Bribery was always useful. It even drew admissions from her own lips when Tia was seeking her lost doll. One that Luna never, ever, ever moved so her sister couldn't find it. She just knew where it was.

Filling the cup with a bit of honey, she held it closer to the changeling.

"If you answer my questions, I'll let you have some more. Even though you stole a jar, you quite obviously require the sustenance. We will not hold you accountable for the first jar but if you wish to have more, we need you to help us in return. Is this acceptable?"

The changeling looked through a hole in its hooves to her, watching for something. Perhaps trying to taste any deceit? Could changelings taste when one lied to them? After staring at Luna for a moment the changeling shifted, pushing itself again the wall but uncurling slightly as though it found security in the stone behind it.

"What do you want from me?" it(she?) rasped.

"To help you so that you may help us," Luna answered. At its hard stare, she raised an eyebrow.

"You are a creature that can sense the emotions of those around it. Do you not sense our desire to aid you? You are a creature in distress, one that is...very similar to our stallion. We believe you could aid him, to teach him about his species. In return we would be willing to aid you. The honey you have been consuming, it was made by our stallion after feeding on our emotions. It is our love you consume."

The changeling perked slightly at the admission, looked from the cup of honey to the mare and giving a curious sniff. Eyes squinting in confusion, the changeling wobbled to its hooves and moved closer, sniffing at the mare before sniffing from the cup.

"Same," it said, it's voice dry and rough.

Deciding to get down to business, Luna sat down on a cushion beside the table in her room. It was a recent addition, one that she appreciated now that she had the chance to use it. The changeling kept its distance at first, but begrudgingly took the offered cushion when Luna swirled the jar of honey in her magic.

Pouring herself a glass of water and pouring another glass of water for the changeling, the alicorn asked her first question.

"You were not raised in this condition, correct? What caused you to flee that situation. What exactly happened?"

"I...I do not know. Mother was furious at an intruder, she was pulling at my energy. I should have given it to her, it was my duty as her daughter, but I fled. I abandoned her. I did not look back. I'd flown for a while and had just landed to rest when He found me. He had come for me. He snapped his talon, and I was somewhere else. I, I do not even know where the hive is in relation to where I am now."

"Discord struck your home? He is able to twist the emotions and minds of those he torments. Did he touch your mother?" Luna asked, pouring a bit of honey into a glass.

The mare stared at the glass intently, her focus only on the glowing gel that was before her.

"I did not see. M-mother was always easy to anger, she found anything entering the hive without her permission an insult to her position. Insults were repaid in blood."

"Do you think she noticed she was harming the rest of the changelings?" Luna asked, filling the glass the rest of the way and using a hoof to push it to the changeling.

The changeling grabbed the cup in her hooves, downing it in a two loud gulps before licking the rest of the honey from the bottom of the cup. She sighed in contentment as her eyes began to glow again, the powerful gel causing her to relax.

"The hive belonged to mother. It was hers to do with as she pleased, we all were hers to use as was needed. I, I refused her demand. She'd kill me if she ever found me. Any changeling of the hive would."

'If there were any left' Luna added darkly. From the sounds of it the mare's mother had gone mad and started causing more damage to her city than Discord. It was unlike Discord to cause grievous harm to others, even at his worst. Ponies were never physically harmed, but if they hurt themselves while trying to fight him off he didn't consider it his fault.

Walking over to the door and leaving the mare with another cup of honey as a distraction (Luna kept the jar to herself, though it was going to go faster than she'd hoped at this pace) she walked over to the door and opened it to be met with several anxious knights.

"Peace. We have a guest, one who has been through a difficult time. Please see to it that a bath is prepared."

One of the knights saluted before leaving to search for a maid. The others looked back to her in worry.

"You are well, being left alone with this...guest?"

"We are," Luna answered with a smile. "She is a changeling. She detected the honey we kept and has gorged herself on one of the jars. She is still hungry, but we believe power of the gel is a bit too much for her at the moment. She is worse than Max was his first days in that while he was clumsy, he was aware and thus moved cautiously. She has run into the wall several times and a few other things."

Luna closed the door against their continued questions and turned back to the changeling, only to find the mare stumbling to the window.

"We would suggest against such a course of action in your current state. It could prove fatal."

"Need to, to get out of here. Why is d'room moving. What you do?" the changeling slurred, her eyes glowing a myriad of colors.

The alicorn giggled, realizing what was wrong.

"It was the emotion you ate. It was not pure love. There was also lust mixed in with it, some happiness, maybe other things. We do not know how your body processes emotions, but every time Maximus has consumed any quantity of lust, he becomes intoxicated. It will pass. Perhaps you could teach him to properly sort the emotions, to make honey that is only love or only happiness? One thing we would greatly appreciate is if you would teach him to use his magic. We have felt it when he activated it and his magic is different from our own. Much more volatile."

Moving closer to the mare as she crawled to the window, Luna pulled her up into a hug.

"We were alone for a long while. Maximus changed that, he left us feeling happy for the first time in several months."

The changeling bristled at her touch, trying to wriggle free.

"Changelings never alone, always more. You think strong but I...I-"

"Shh," Luna interrupted, nuzzling the mare's neck. "You are tired. You are alone, hungry, lost. We were alone before our stallion arrived, we know how it feels. We may not understand the severity of your full situation, but we only wish to see you recover."

She'd made up her mind. Luna wrapped her wings around the changeling, nuzzling her gently.

"You need not fear loneliness or hunger any longer. We will help you grow strong again...sister."

The mare was similar to herself. A being feeling so lost, alone with nopony to speak to. Tia spoke to her of course but with how their schedules had become, Luna barely saw her. Living the 'graveyard shift' as Max had called it had been an exile of sorts. Away from the ponies, away from her sister, away from everything she wished to experience.

The changeling was a mess, but in her own way so was she previously. The mare just needed love, she needed somepony to lean on. Somepony who would listen to her fears and assure her that it would all work out. Maximus had given Luna the companionship she needed, she wouldn't turn away another who was alone.

"Come now. We will watch over you. Just follow our commands and all will be well."

Luna relaxed her hug, leaving the changeling to stumble slightly as her support left. She came to its side, using a wing to guide the shape shifter to the door while whispering soft assurances that it would all be alright. The mare was scared, terrified in fact once the other ponies laid eyes upon her. Their lack of hostility seemed to confuse her, though.

"They are already used to seeing a similar creature. You are not the only changeling they have seen us speaking with," Luna assured, tightening her wing-hug.

A bath had been drawn and a bath was taken. The changeling mare was cleaned, but there were many things Luna knew would require further attention. The shape shifter had been resistant at first to even stepping into the water, but the promise of more honey seemed to purchase her cooperation. After that the mare was tense but did not shy away as Luna washed her.

She was definitely young, no ancient evil that would suck out a pony's soul if given the chance. In fact Luna found it odd. The more direct of a command the changeling was given, the more likely she was to respond. Requests were met with resistance, while commands were met with obedience. It made her wonder about the creatures past. What was she before Discord struck?

Returning to her room with the changeling in tow, Luna made her way to the bed. Hopping up into the warm covers and levitating the jar of honey along with several glasses and a fresh pitcher of water to her night stand, she motioned the mare to sit across from her.

"We know that our feelings are open to you, changeling. You know in your mind that we will do you know harm. We ask that you accept this in your heart as well."

The changeling mare sat down on the bed nervously, her eyes darting about as if expecting some sort of ambush. She jumped a little when Luna lifted a blanket over her but soon relaxed under the reassuring pressure of the covers.

"We have a few more things to ask you," Luna said, smiling as she relaxed on the bed. "'Tis not much more, we promise. After that we shall see you to a warm bed and a good rest. The most important question we have not asked you yet, what do you call yourself?"

The mare shifted nervously and avoided her gaze. Perhaps it was something one was not supposed to ask a changeling? She tried another question.

"What was your purpose in your...hive?" the dark alicorn asked.

"I...I was to be a field queen," the changeling answered, looking around the room nervously. "I was to lead the drones from afar, where Mother's link to them, her connection would be..."

Luna scrunched her muzzle in thought. The mention of a link was confusing, but she believed she understood.

"So you were to be a field commander? Is this what you wanted?"

"What I wanted was of no concern. I had a purpose."

"But this purpose, you are unable to serve it any longer," Luna pursued, causing the changeling to shrink slightly. "What if you were to aid us? Suppose we supplied you with a purpose. Suppose we supplied you with love, warmth, and safety. Would you aid us in protecting the ponies who come to us?"

"I do not defend food. I defend the hive. The workers harvest the food and-"

"This is not the hive," Luna scolded gently. "Love is not so difficult to come by if you are willing to work with us. Maximus left with four jars of emotion and that was only because we wished to keep some here in case of injury or theft. You have consumed nearly two in one sitting, though we are certain most of that is because of your hunger. Will you accept this offer we make to you? Food and shelter for your strength? You will find love in ample supply here, we guarantee it."

"P-food does not love freely. It must be harvested by...by-mmph!"

The changeling's defiant speech died on its lips as Luna pulled the shape shifter to her barrel, engaging a deep kiss that cut off any further arguments. The alicorn had started wondering...wondering if she could begin her flock in earnest. If she could add to it. She was certain Maximus wouldn't mind and the changeling was so lonely. She needed love, she needed love just like Luna needed another pony to be with her. Max had been that other pony for her, who was she to turn down the mare?

Luna would take care of her, she'd make certain the changeling was well fed.

"We wish to accept you into our flock, but first we must have your name," Luna said, caressing the mare with a hoof. "The rules are changing, young shape shifter, and we must change with them. Give us your name, and we shall give you our love."

The changeling looked at her with confusion rippling in her eyes, as though she were unable to comprehend the situation. It hurt Luna to see her like that. So certain that she would receive no love, that she was alone. It merely cemented the alicorn's resolve.

"I, I was called...I was sub-queen seventeen," the changeling blurted out.

Luna balked. That wasn't a name. That was...likely why she didn't want to give her name in the first place.

"And now that you are no longer of that hive, do you seek a different name? One that you may call your own?"

The mare nodded.

"I, I wanted to be called...I want to be called Crystal Wish. It was the name I used for a disguise a long while ago. When I was learning how to act around the foo-"

"Stop that," Luna interrupted, placing a hoof over the changeling's mouth. "The word is ponies. Maximus once described the relationship the two of us share as symbiotic. We provide emotion, he provides support. We give him what he requires and in return he gives us what we require. You shall learn this as well. For now though, we will not ask much of you, Crystal. We shall only request that you trust us and our experience. "

Leaning forward and letting her weight topple them, Luna smiled devilishly at the confused and slightly panicking mare.

"Trust our experience, young Crystal. We shall teach you everything you require to survive. You merely need to accept us as your alpha."

With a giggle Luna pressed into a more aggressive kiss, pinning the smaller form of the changeling underneath her. Max was aggressive, so he would likely also end up on top of this one. She was born to follow, after all. Perhaps in time that would change, perhaps she could learn to adapt but it made her an excellent beta for now.

"How does it taste?" the alicorn asked, breaking the kiss.

"More," the field queen panted, trying to reach for Luna. Her eyes were already glowing again, the slightest hints of pink and red emitting from the changeling's torso. Pulling back, Luna began trailing her kisses down the shape shifter's body. Crystal squirmed with every contact, mewling and panting as the emotion-charged actions set her shell on fire with energy.

"We have never tried this before, but we do remember thoroughly enjoying it when Maximus attempted this on us," Luna said, giving a lick along the changeling's plate slit.

The reaction was instantaneous. Crystal squeaked in shock as the strange sensations rolled over her body. She squirmed in place, unable to right herself in her drunken state. There was just too much love and lust to allow her to focus. It was becoming more powerful, as well. So much of it directed at her, leaving her to slow in her squirming. The alicorn was feeding her and had offered her a family again. She, she would trust the food...she would trust this pony, her alpha.

Luna backed away enough to glimpse at the changeling's flanks. The plate was slowly folding back as the mare relaxed, revealing a dark green tunnel that was slowly dampening with the help of Luna's ministrations. Leaning in to give the revealed flesh a few experimental licks, her eyes widened. She could once more taste magic in the shape shifter's fluids, but unexpectedly she didn't feel the influence of any foreign emotions. It was as if everything Crystal's body was using at the moment was from Luna.

'We did not realize she was in such need. Surely there were others she was able to pull emotion from.'

"You are doing well, Crystal. We are about to make this even more wondrous for you. Relax and trust us and you shall not be lead astray."

Luna began trailing long sensuous licks over the changeling's slit, earning squeaks and mewls of pleasure and causing Luna's own marehood to begin to dampen. It excited her, hearing her new flock member responding like this. It meant she was doing it right. A brief image of the changeling pinned between both herself and the stallion caused her to wink powerfully. She'd been so interested in taking care of the mare she'd nearly forgotten about herself!

'Easily rectified.'

Rising and stepping over the changeling's body, she turned and lowered her flower to Crystal's face. Turning to look back, Luna spoke to her mare with authority ringing in her voice.

"We wish to experience some pleasure as well. Return our ministrations with your own."

Even as she pressed herself to the smaller mare's barrel she could feel the long tongue begin to flick across her nethers experimentally. Luna cooed at the familiar contact, lowering her own muzzle to the changeling's tunnel and beginning anew. It was slightly thinner than Maximus' tongue, but it was just as long. Inserting her tongue into pulsing tunnel, she was rewarded with both a squeal of pleasure from Crystal as well as the mare's own tongue penetrating her in kind. That was when things changed.

Suddenly the changeling shuddered, the emotion-laden fluids inside the alicorn setting her tongue on fire. Then the emotions they bore began to register to Crystal's already emotion-engorged mind. The changeling began writhing her tongue around inside of Luna in an attempt to coax as much of the nectar from her as possible, much like the stallion's first feeding. The alicorn was only too happy to give her what she wanted.

"Yes, right-just a little more. Here, let us show you."

Luna began suckling on the shape shifter's throbbing clit, eliciting a buck and a shout of ecstasy from the smaller mare at her contact with the overly sensitive nub. Crystal took the hint, returning the focus on Luna's own body and causing the alicorn to clench hard. Feeling her climax approaching, Luna took hold of the mare's muzzle in her magic and forced it against her weeping opening.

"We...prepare yourself, we are about to finish. Drink...drink deeply."

Tensing her flanks against the muzzle that was pressed against her nethers, Luna squealed as her climax struck. The changeling swallowed loudly as the alicorn's fluids were released. It was...

Luna blinked away the last of her high and moved to the changeling's wanting marehood. She wasn't certain if Crystal would even be aware after ingesting so much lust, but she wouldn't leave her without a similar peak. That would be cruel. Licking and suckling lovingly, the alicorn soon felt her beta begin to writhe and moan. She placed her muzzle against the mare's entrance as well, anticipating the coming peak. With a whine the changeling's climax struck with a burst of fluids that left Luna feeling concerned. There just wasn't as much as with the alicorn's own peak. It may have been the species, but it could also have been her physical condition.

Fighting her exhaustion, Luna stepped off the mare and pulled her to her haunches. She levitated a glass of water to them and began slowly tipping the glass into Crystal's mouth. The mare weakly ran her tongue along the inside of the glass, swallowing loudly and trying to coax more 'fluid' from the container.

Luna giggled at her insensate state. She gave the changeling two more glasses of water before lowering her to the bed on her back. She climbed atop Crystal once more, nuzzling the smaller mare's neck and lowering her wings over her beta protectively. Hopefully by the next morning Crystal would be more alert. There was still much Luna needed to know about the mare. Perhaps after the changeling had a chance to recover, Luna would finally learn something substantial about the species without stumbling upon it with Max.