Luna waited in the realm of dreams for the creature to doze off. It had looked a bit tired and had likely stayed up all night trying to figure out its new form while stuck in the cell. Following that thought, it would soon be turning in. After all, if it wished to escape, the night would be the perfect time to do so.

'The question is, will he try to escape? By his own words his situation is quite deplorable. He seemed intent on turning us, in bringing us to his side as an ally. The creature could be dangerous, but then again, so are dogs in many ways. They are also extremely loyal though. He would need somepony to keep him supplied with energy, and if I can find a way to do that, whether it be through feeding him myself or finding an artificial way to do so, I would have what could be a powerful ally. An entire world without magic, and yet he spoke clearly. Many of the tribes that are less civilized speak only in broken Equish. Surely his species found another route, another way to advance. He even offered his knowledge to us in exchange for our aid.There must be something he is knowledgeable in that our ponies are lacking in.

'Our sister is a fool, seeking to throw away such a boon. The griffons would jump on the chance for technology, as would the minotaur tribes. It could both give us something to trade with them, and give us an even greater edge than our already impressive repertoire. Magic, unity, and technology.'

She giggled to herself, another idea coming to mind.

'Would he allow us to study his form? I believe he would, as he knows nothing of the form he currently resides in. The, he called his species a changeling, he knows but the basics, and that is from observing his own body. There are others of his kind out there, to know how to fight or aid them, it could bring yet another species to our side. Already we have begun to receive petitions from the thestrals to join us. Changelings would bring the total number of species to five!'

Five different types of ponies all living in the same country, all working towards the goal of a better tomorrow. Two of those species would be nocturnal as well if the changeling's eyes were anything to go by. Or at least they were more suited to low-light locations. He seemed almost insectoid, perhaps they are subterranean? Was he an alicorn-variation of the changeling species? Did the thestrals also have such a variation?

Luna nearly squealed in excitement when she saw the dream of the changeling appear. So many questions, so many ideas flowing through her head. She had to know, she needed the answers to them all! With a giggle she took off towards it, diving in without a second thought. What do changelings dream of? What do Hue-mas dream of for that matter?

She landed in the dream, and immediately regretted everything that led her to this point.

Whereas pony dreams are fairly simplistic and even the dreams of the other species were fairly fluid, this creature's dream was chaotic, a raging river that was constantly trying to wash her away. She was beset by a constant stream of images, thoughts, sensations, ideas, they just kept coming. She vaguely was able to notice the dreamer, a strange shape that kept shifting between the form of a changeling and another form, one bearing the face of the creature displayed on the card from earlier. it was the first time she witnessed the change that damned her. Luna was shocked at the sudden shift, not understanding what was going on. It caused her to lose her grip, to lose the wall that separated her from the dreamer. From that point on she knew fear.

A flash of her belted into a strange contraption, the constantly shifting creature beside her garbling strange words to her. The outside was flashing by, locations he'd seen in his life. Everything from large farmlands that must have taken hundreds to work to large cities that towered over her. The strange buildings, all full of the creatures that the being was before his encounter with Discord, rose higher than mountains around her. With a flicker the scene changed and she found herself seated in a dining establishment, several blurred creatures eating blurred food around her. The scent of meat was unmistakable, but she found herself eating despite her apprehension. She had lost control, she was part of his dream now.

Luna desperately prayed he woke up soon. The Zebra she'd learned most of her dream walking from had spoken of the dangers of losing one's grip on a dream. You became a part of it while the dreamer slept, unable to leave of your own accord. In some cases, the dream-walker was actually killed by the dreamer, as many of the injuries one experienced would transfer over to the waking world. She mentally wept as the scene changed again, another ride in the metal contraption through locations she could barely comprehend.

The next thing she was aware of was Max sitting beside her on a seat, a large one that was made of strange material. It was almost the same texture of leather, something the griffons used quite often but it was strange, fake almost. Too uniform, too large of a piece to be from any creature. The changeling/hue-man turned and planted a deep kiss on her lips, much deeper than the mischievous little peck from earlier. She gasped as he pulled her closer, her hooves wrapping around him and returning his kiss with full force despite her confusion. He was dreaming about her. He was dreaming of courting her. They broke the kiss, and he lifted her up and moved.

Luna blinked, finding them now on a comfortable bed, the changeling straddling her as she laid on her back, he kissed her again, and she felt him drive himself into her marehood without hesitation. She wanted to cry out in shock, to say anything, but she could only feel herself moan in approval, returning his kiss and humping against him. She felt herself clenching unnaturally, felt her body already reacting to his touch even though she couldn't feel anything. A male couldn't know what kind of pleasure a female would derive from such contact, nor would it normally matter in a dream. She moaned loudly as she climaxed, a wet squelch and few last thrusts into her signaling his own finish. She mentally breathed a sigh of relief. Most males woke up soon after achieving such a state in their dreams. She was waiting for the end of the dream when he leaned to her ear, whispering to her. It was garbled like the rest of the dream, but she understood enough.

'Attractive, lovely, beautiful...he finds me beautiful,' she mentally recited. 'He wants to help me, to take away the loneliness.'

She tried holding on to the stallion as the dream faded, the dream still holding her but not as tightly anymore. That's what if felt like for a moment, anyway. It wasn't a forced hug, it wasn't the dream carrying her away in emotions that weren't hers. She felt wanted- no, he needed her. He needed her for her, not just her ability to control the moon. He wanted her love, her happiness. He quite literally would die without it.

Luna awoke with a start, a dull ache flowing through her body. She lifted her head from the pillow and blinked her bleary eyes. She instantly knew what had happened, and chastised herself for her mistake. Losing herself in a dream could easily spell disaster. If the changeling...she almost forgot his name. Oh by the sun and stars, she was feeling closer to this creature whose name she'd heard once than her sister of the past...decade? No, it had been longer than that. She and Tia had been together for much than just a decade, maybe it was closer to three now?

She slowly rolled the covers back, the thick scent of arousal drawing her eyes to her rear. A puddle of fluids had formed behind her, though it was more from her forced orgasm than any actual arousal she'd experienced from the...

Luna squirmed a bit as she removed herself from the ruined bedding. That wasn't exactly true, was it? She was hopeful, she felt a desire to speak with the changeling again, to be near him. It could have been some sort of spell, some instinctive spell to induce feelings when there should be none, or perhaps pheromones. She knew now that his words of another world were true if nothing else came from the experience.

She stepped off the bed, looking back at the revealed puddle for a moment. She'd not experienced a pleasure-less orgasm in a long time. Now she was aching, wanting to fill herself with a stallion. Once more, it could have been a way to turn her, to bring her closer to his side. Once more though, she found her logic shooting it down. Stallions often dreamed of mares they'd met, mares they'd found attractive.

'He found us attractive. He desires us.'

He had tried offering her aid, had promised to do as she wished if she helped him, calmly offering everything from aid in developing technologies and his species experience with them (a much more impressive offer now that she'd experienced a brief glimpse of hue-man culture) to, much more important to her at this point, his companionship. He offered to be close to her when she needed him. She would speak to him again. She just needed to clean herself up first.

As she stepped towards her bath she stopped, her mind bringing up the memory of the stallion sitting before her with his rod on full display. A grin split her muzzle as she decided on a new course of action. It had been too long since she was able to trade jabs like this. Not only would he be forced to smell the problem he caused, she would make him clean her as well. He would likely need a bath as well anyway.

Max drifted back to consciousness with a familiar feeling. It was one he did not want to deal with at the moment though; the sensation of sitting in one's own fluids. He'd had enough wet dreams over the years to know the kind of wakefulness one experienced in such instances.

Lifting himself off the stone floor with a groan, he sure enough was greeted by a sticky belly and the smell of semen.

'God dammit, of all the times to... and it was over her too. That's embarrassing. What would I do if she had showed up halfway through that?'

The changeling stretched, not really expecting to get much more sleep with his sleeping space currently soiled. He was just wondering what he'd need to do to get a drink of water when he heard movement down the hallway.

Luna walked into view, walking right up to the cell and pushing the door open, staring at it curiously when it was found to be unlocked.

"You remained in the cell even though it was unsecured?"

"Well, it's not like I know where I am. What do you think the odds of me finding my way anywhere while exhausted and looking about twice the size of everyone else? Besides, I wanted to talk to you again. Hard to do when I'm running from guards," he added with a smile. As the princess moved closer, almost uncomfortably close in fact, his smile dropped.

"Ah good, you noticed. We attempted to find you in your dreams last night," Luna said, a small grin of her own growing at the sight of his widening eyes. "While we are honored that you find us, attractive, we were left in an odd position of being pulled along for the ride. Your dreams are unlike any we have ventured through before, in fact they were so different that we are certain you are exactly what you proclaim yourself to be. Of course, there is a problem with my experience in your dream. We were forced to experience what occurred, you see..."

"Oh, oh I'm so sorry, I thought you would be able to, uh, stop it or something, I mean part of the story said you were the alicorn of dreams and-"

Luna cut off his rambling by clamping his mouth shut with her aura.

"We admit the forced climax was most uncomfortable. You will be fixing this though. As your first duty in our service, you will bathe your mistress."

Max's response died on his lips. Bathe? Mistress? She wanted him to...oh, oh!

A quick check of her emotions showed a good dose of amusement and happiness in spite of her hard tone. The stallion mentally sighed in relief.

'Thank god for that, I wouldn't be willing to do this without being certain. One wrong step, and-'

"I'd be glad to assist you, your highness. Might I suggest a demonstration beforehand, though? There are a few things I've learned, such as just how much control over my tongue I have," he offered, waving around his long tongue after speaking.

To his joy, the mare stared at it for a few moments, a hint of lust bursting through. She shifted, grinding her rear legs together before nodding vigorously.

"We find this to be an acceptable offer. We trust you will seek to impress us with your performance?"

Max just smiled at her.

"Your highness, your happiness is all I crave."

Luna seemed to shiver at the odd purr in his voice, the strange cross of hunger and desire he touched upon. She turned and motioned for him to follow with a wing, floating the inhibitor over to him and locking it on before leaving the cell. Max followed at a slow pace, one that became even worse when he reached the stairs. The mare giggled and laughed at his unsteady pace up the steps, even bursting into laughter when his back left hoof snagged on a step and caused him to fall on his face. Eventually he managed to struggle up the steps, earning a patronizing congratulations from the blue alicorn and a few more giggles for his trouble. As they began walking through the halls though, he noticed something. It was likely she'd been doing it for a while, but it's difficult to watch a mare when you're tripping over your own hooves.

Luna was...for lack of a better word the mare was swaying her hips, waving her tail back and forth in a way that was almost hypnotizing. A look back and a hungry smirk from the alicorn confirmed that she was doing it purposefully. He made a note to find a way to display to her in the future in a subtle way. She obviously liked having someone to tease and seemed to respond well to return-teasing.

"You will be lodged within this room," Luna said after a while, gesturing to an unmarked door. "My room is just down the hall. That is our destination."

With no hesitation she walked into her room, stopping only to bark at the guards.

"He is to be admitted to our room, we have much to discuss. See that we are not disturbed."

The guards gave him a suspicious look, though the left one looked more scared than suspicious. Either way both guards stepped back and allowed him to pass through. Walking into the room after Luna, he received his first view of the outside world through an nearby open window.

"Ah, this is your first chance to gaze upon the world in which you have found yourself, is it not? We suppose we can wait for a few moments while you collect thyself," Luna called from the bed, a strangely understanding look on her face. "It is mostly during the night that we gaze upon the land. The night, evening, or morning. We usually sleep at this time. Sometimes though it is nice to see the country bathed in sunlight...we can admit to that."

"It is beautiful, but it's more of a curiosity thing for me," he explained softly. "When I look outside this window, I wonder about all the things that are out there that I'm ignorant of..."

Shaking the thoughts from his head he turned back to the waiting princess. It wouldn't do to keep her waiting too long.

"Could you remove the ring? I'd like to be able to pull on some of the emotions if you don't mind. It will also let me know if I'm, heh, doing this right."

The alicorn giggled at the request, lighting her horn and pulling the ring off of his own. Once more the world lit up around him with magic and emotion. Once more he focused on the mare on the bed.

Where once the princess was a cross of excitement, happiness, deep-seated loneliness and a bit of lust, now the lust burned brightly. She was under no illusions what he'd offered, so he decided to play with her a bit. She seemed to like that.

He extended his tongue, running it through a few shapes including a circle, a square, a very shaky triangle, and was beginning to try to spiral his tongue when the mare struck the bed with a hoof in frustration. He chuckled at her, slurping the tongue back into his mouth.

"I'm kidding, Luna. May I see it?" he asked softly, moving to the bed.

The alicorn stared at him for a moment, shuddering at the intensity with which he was now staring at her. She slowly rose, turning around and presenting her flank to the stallion, her tail raised slightly in anticipation. To her surprise, he used his forelegs to pull her back slightly, standing her rear legs on the ground. She looked back at him in curiosity.

"I need better access, your highness. How can I serve you if I can't reach you properly?" he offered with a fanged grin.

Luna flinched slightly as he began to run a hoof over her flank, his touch surprisingly gentle for such a predatory form. She watched as he moved closer, sniffing at her marehood and blowing hot air over it, causing her to squirm. Just as she was opening her mouth to speak, he smiled once more and flicked out his tongue.

"Ah!"

The stallion chuckled softly even as he fought against the waves of lust that assaulted him on the contact. She was beginning to burn brighter with every second. There was no doubt in his mind what she wanted.

"If you enjoy it enough, you may even return the favor. I'd be very grateful. I mean, it's not like I actually experienced sex last night."

The mare barked in laughter.

"HA! A princess servicing a commoner? What will you suggest next, a-oh!"

Max cut her off, running his tongue up her leaking flower and tasting the fluids that had begun to flow. Pulling them back into his mouth and smacking his lips, his eyes widened. It was almost as if the fluids were saturated in lust. His stomach gurgled at the possibility, and he drove his tongue into her with renewed enthusiasm. He could taste the lust, could taste the emotion saturating her lubrication. It burned his tongue with flavor, setting his instincts alight. He needed more of the sweet, succulent sustenance.

Luna bucked instinctively as she felt the alien appendage begin to writhe inside her nethers. The tongue wasn't as broad as a stallion's would have been, but then again most stallions seemed more interested in the rut than bringing her pleasure. As she listened to him noisily slurping at her winking heat, she absently wondered if he was trying to drink her arousal as much as he was trying to pleasure her.

A quick glance back, seeing him swallowing deeply as he pressed his muzzle against her confirmed that he actually was drinking her cum. She squirmed a bit more, the realization that he was actually feeding on her arousal striking her as so dirty, yet so wonderful. It would be a mutual thing, food for pleasure. The more she thought about it, the more she liked it.

"Yes! Drink deeply of our nectar, oh by the stars we need more, deeper."

The changeling quickly obliged, driving his tongue as far into her as he could, thrashing it around and bringing her even more pleasure as he explored her deepest reaches. No, there was no denying it now. There was no way a stallion could reach that far into her marehood. their tongues just weren't that long. She squeaked at the strange sensation as the tip of his tongue brushed against her cervix, the feather-light contact causing her to clench tightly around her intruder.

Max was almost mindlessly lapping at the mare's heat at this point, the hunger that had been building over the last day and a half finally being sated. He forced his muzzle against her, trying to drink as much as he could. His eyes became fogged with the red of lust, the focused burning emotion forming a feedback loop. He fed on the lust, using his tongue to lap at the emotion-saturated fluids and his tongue drove Luna to higher levels of pleasure, causing her to burn with even greater passion.

The blue alicorn squealed, her sex clenching tighter than ever before. The mare came with a final buck, holding his tongue deep inside her as she loosed a wave of lust-saturated cum on her partner. She felt it flowing down her legs even as the changeling at her rear attempted to wrest his thick muscle from her grip. As soon as he could, he began lapping at the dribbling fluids, running his tongue up and down her legs and chasing it down to her hooves. She panted as she came down from her climax, feeling the changeling still running his tongue over her body. She squirmed slightly, feeling her arousal already starting to pick up again at his actions. He wanted more and would do what he could to get more. She panted, her tongue lolling out as he returned to her marehood and burying it deep inside her again. After nearly climaxing a second time, she felt him retract from her body, a needy whimper her only possible response at this point. She felt him grab her tail, watched as he used his teeth to pull her fully onto the bed.

"W-what are you, what are you doing?" she gasped.

The changeling didn't answer, instead sliding his forelegs under her flank and wrapping his forelegs around her lower barrel, lifting her flank to his muzzle and holding her at an awkward angle. He drove himself back into her, causing her to moan loudly at the sudden penetration. He once more began running his tongue all along her insides, driving her closer to her second climax of the night. Just as she was beginning to think it couldn't become any more pleasurable, his wings buzzed, the vibrations traveling through his tongue into her marehood. She shouted in shock once, then once again as he began thrusting his thick organ into her before retracting it, fucking her with the makeshift penis. She panted heavily as he drove her to the brink, her tongue lolling outside of her mouth as she gave a few weak bucks against his muzzle.

"We, it's coming, we're so close, please just a little, oh!"

Once more the mare clenched around his tongue, but this time the stallion pressed his mouth against her flower, swallowing repeatedly even as she gushed in her climax. He drank desperately, feeding on her burning lust and drinking deeply of her cum. She giggled as she heard the sloshing with his movement, his stomach holding a good amount of her fluids by now. Her wings slumped in exhaustion even as the changeling lowered her to the bed with a sigh. It seemed they'd found a mutually beneficial way to achieve their goals. Her relief was his meal.

"We are definitely keeping thee," the mare muttered as he released her and carefully slumped over her back.

His own arousal was just no match for the sheer exhaustion he was feeling after his first feeding.

"You can, you can pay me back or we can have sex for mutual pleasure later. I feel exhausted. I think my, I think my hunger was worse than I realized."

The mare giggled softly at his weight on her back, using her magic to pull a nearby blanket over the two of them. She had a friend now, a lover even, someone to talk to. Her sister could take her disapproval and shove it up her perfect flank, while she had her new friend shove his tongue into her marehood. He was a shapeshifter right? Did that extend to his shaft?

Luna gave a mischievous giggle. Oh, she would help him learn to use that body properly and provide all the love he asked of her. In exchange, he'd stay by her side. He'd keep her company, he'd be there when she needed somepony to talk to.

The changeling gave off a weak belch before dozing, the scent of her own sex reaching her as his muzzle laid beside her head. She smirked at his presence. It had been too long since she'd entertained the idea of taking a stallion into her company. Her sister had sworn off such things for now, citing a need to focus on the kingdom. What good was all of that power and wealth when you denied yourself the most base of pleasures?

Far beyond the Lunar alicorn's bedroom in a place beyond existence, a tapestry began to unravel. Destiny stared at the ruined Threads of Fate, screaming in rage. She'd find that damned draconequus and throttle him if ever she found the opportunity. For now though, she had to try and figure out what the fool's meddling would do to the future. Repairing the tapestry was likely impossible by now, she would merely need to rework it to the best of her abilities.

Author's Notes:

I'll be adding to this as I feel like it, but I think it'll be kind of like Cost of Asylum. No real focus, nothing like that. Still, there will be a few things that will be arising in the immediate future. I don't know when the canon encounter was, but Celestia and Luna will be dealing with the Crystal Empire soon. That, and changelings are going to be dragged out into the open a lot earlier in this timeline.