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Lily wasn't sleeping well. Indeed, she hadn't slept well since the night with Celestia and Twilight. Many times, she'd lay on her back, staring up at the cieling, her pillow clutched in her arms. Some nights she cried. Other nights, she couldn't think of anything. Bleary-eyed, ragged, and generally just exhausted, Lily awoke every morning, showered, and tried hard to go about her day. The other girls noticed. Maggie noticed. None of them could say anything to draw her out of it. One thought kept crossing her mind, though...

Why do I feel this way? It echoed through her very body, persisted, nagged... It wouldn't go away, and she couldn't corner it long enough to think on it. It was driving her mad. She could hardly keep track of the days and nights anymore, let alone any customers that came or went. Not that she served any of them... Lily's bed stayed empty of everyone save herself for a good week.

"Listen, kiddo." Maggie had confronted her on the threshold of her apartment one day. "I know you're struggling with the gravity of this and whatnot, but you gotta pull out of it. You're not yourself right now." Lily blinked at her, feeling SOMEthing begin to well up in her chest. It came out as a sob, and Maggie quickly swept both of them into her apartment. De Ja Vu ensued as they both wound up on the couch, Lily sobbing into Maggie's lap.

"I don't know what's wrong with me!" She stammered, her tear-stained face buried against the smiling manager.

"I'm guessin' Changelings don't know a whole lot about true love..." Maggie said softly, stroking Lily's curly hair.

"Wh-what?" Lily whimpered, looking up at her.

"I was just thinking... Lily, you're a changeling. About as damn close to human as a changeling can get, but still a changeling. You've lived the majority of your life FEEDING on love. You've never been able to ENJOY love." That was it. It hit a chord in Lily, made many things snap into focus for her. She sniffled and looked up at the cieling with big eyes, suddenly realizing. Maggie was one hundred percent right. She was a changeling. Changelings fed off of love. They never really got to experience it.

"Sonuva bitch, you're right..." Lily admitted, laughing together with Maggie. She sat up, wiping her puffy eyes, feeling pretty run-down from the week-long stupor... A lot of things were beginning to become clear to her... Her loose morals, flirtatious attitude, varied sexual preference... Was it all thanks to the fact she was a changeling? Now that someone had accepted her for who she was, not someone she was pretending to be, it felt so...

Odd.

"Come on, kiddo." Maggie said, patting her leg. "You ought to get back to work, if you can. Getting laid might help out more than you think." In light of the current discovery, Lily doubted more sex with some random person was going to help. Still, it HAD been a week since she'd done anything, and... Well, changeling or not, Lily still had desires. She thanked Maggie and started to shower, to get ready for the night...

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The girls welcomed her back with gusto, many of them, Brenda chiefly, giving her warm hugs and words of relief that she was back to at least a semblance of normalcy. She returned hugs and kisses, smiling as the first few customers came in. The "regulars" ordered drinks and settled in for smalltalk, one man Lily considered a friend making a beeline for her.

"Hey," He said softly, smiling at her. "You've been gone for a while, and I gotta say, I missed you. Are you alright?" She blinked a little. He was actually concerned for a whore. He'd noticed her absence, and more importantly, had been effected by it.

"I'm fine, Brian." She said with a smile, opening her arms for a gentle hug. It wasn't a suggestive hug, or even a passionate one. It was friendly. He embraced her briefly, warmly, before pulling back with a smile of his own. "Thank you, though... I was beginning to wonder if anyone other than the girls noticed I was gone." He chuckled and nudged her rib as one of the girls brought by two drinks. They clinked glasses and continued talking. He really was a handsome guy, wore a business suit more days than not. Lily knew from the past few months of drinking together he was a businessman for a trading company, that he negotiated accounts between the company's stores and local farmers, crafstman, and suppliers of various products. He was fairly successful, single, but celibate. She would never understand why.

"I know I had to have asked before, but... Tell me again, Brian. Why do you refuse sex? I mean, obviously," She waved a hand over him briefly. "You've got the looks, the wit, the personality... Aside from myself and the girls, how come I never hear about a girlfriend, or a date, or anything else?" He sipped his drink and appeared to be thinking for a few long moments.

"I guess you could just say that I'm waiting for someone I love. Of course, I very easily could have paid for your services, or that of any other girl here, and would probably have considered it money well-spent... But where would that have put me? Down my virginity and a few hundred bucks, with no one to come home to and just talk with at the end of the day." He shrugged and downed his drink. "It's more complicated than that, of course, but the gist of it is this: I don't want to have sex with someone I don't love." His words hit Lily, much like Maggie's had earlier... She had had plenty of sex in her life. Probably more than others ever would in theirs. But what was it all for? She didn't have anyone to call her own, no relationships or happy memories of one... She sighed and looked down at her drink. Brian surprised her by lifting her chin with a gentle finger.

"Cheer up." He said gently. "I'll find someone someday. And before you ask, no, I'm not looking for love among your girls here. I come here because I like the atmosphere, and the conversation." He looked around at the plush lounge, the warm chairs and couches, the comfortable decor, the fire crackling happily in the hearth. "If this place were just a bar, with the same girls there not for sex but just to talk instead, well... I'd probably end up spending more of my money." She smiled and looked around at the interior of Maggie's. They really had a good thing going here, but it almost seemed as if... Maybe... They had made this place for the wrong reasons? Lily heaved a sigh and raised her hand for another drink, and was not left waiting for long.

"Cheers, then." She said, clinking her glass against Brian's as he was served. "For... Whatever reasons."

"Hear hear." Brian said with a smile, clinking glasses together and tossing back a good portion of his drink. Brian, as always, didn't stay for much longer than an hour. He left Lily with a smile and a friendly hug, not to mention more than a few questions about her own life. The other half of their clientele began to wander in one by one, pairing up with girls for a bit of smalltalk before slipping off hand-in-arm down one hallway or another. Lily mingled, chatted, was slowly getting more and more interested in one particularly classy woman with a very aristocratic accent, when an almost all-too-familiar gasp drew her attention. Turning around slowly, she spotted the mountain of man that was Macintosh slipping through the doorway, smiling to herself. She made her way towards the entry, but was shocked when someone else slipped in behind him.

"Cheerilee?"She said, almost not believing what she saw. Big Mac smiled to mirror that of his partner's, as made apparent by their joined hands. "Wh-when did this happen?" She asked, smiling between the two of them.

"Well... That's a story better shared in private... If... Ahem, you get my meaning." Cheerilee said, blushing a little. Lily felt the heat rise in her own cheeks, so she led both of them away to a far-placed room. Slipping in and starting a fire, the three of them proceeded to get comfortable in the sitting area.

"Soooo." Lily drew the syllable out with a smile directed towards both of them.

"Well... After... Our little episode, I realized I needed to get back out there, so to speak." Cheerilee said quietly, glancing inbetween Lily and Big Mac. "It's summertime, and I've got quite a bit of free time. It just so happens I ran into Macintosh on a walk one day. We started talking, if you could call it that." Mac smiled in his stoic, silent type of way as Cheerilee nudged his ribs. "Macintosh has always been a friend of mine. If only in passing. Well, for one reason or another this day, we ended up talking a little bit more than usual. Admittedly, I shared my recent... Eer... Bedroom forway with you... Well, I'll be damned if Macintosh didn't take me then and there in the field. THAT... Was a remarkable day." Cheerilee flushed with the memory, and Macintosh shifted as his own desire started to become more uncomfortable.

"I fail to see where this brings both of you in to me..." Lily said gently, looking between them. Her own imagination had been running rampant since Cheerilee had dropped the not-so-subtle hint at a romp in the field. With the muscular and admittedly well-endowed Big Mac, it must have been... Intense...

"Once again, after a week of... Well... Sex, Macintosh and I shared our own past experiences with none other than you. Mine being more recent, Macintosh felt the need to explore the capabilities of a changeling once again. Admittedly, I was rather wary at first, but... As you know, I'm fascinated with changelings... So, I want to see what you can do for us." Lily smiled and stood.

"Now, do you mean 'For' us..." She shifted into Cheerilee, completely devoid of clothing, smiling down at the two shocked people before her. "Or 'TO' us?" She smoothly walked forwards, leaning forward as her hands settled on the couch above the real Cheerilee's own shoulders. Gently, she leaned in, smiling as her lips brushed Cheerilee's. "Imagine what Big Mac is thinking right now... Two beautiful twins, hot and ready, eager to please him in every..." She slid a hand down to Cheerilee's heaving breast. "Single..." Their lips met in a quick, teasing, passionate kiss. "Way."

"O-okay." She whimpered, sagging into the couch, like a great weight had been lifted from her and she was tired. "Y-you got me... L-let's... Yeah, let's do this..." Her fingers began pulling at the buttons to her blouse, slowly exposing healthy, tanned skin underneath. Lily caught a glimpse underneath the hem of her bra, saw there was no distinction between where her tanline started or ended. Apparently, she and Big Mac HAD been spending their fair share of time in the field. Speaking of the which, Lily glanced over to see what the big man was up to. He had his own agenda, and was adressing the throbbing point with smooth, even strokes. He was still big as ever, thick and veiny... Lily felt herself grow wet at the sight of him smoothly stroking the thick rod up and down, watching one naked Cheerilee lean over another, slowly undressing one. The true Cheerilee lifted her hips from the couch to push her skirt down and off, her panties leaving at the same time. Now both of them were completely nude, the one on the couch blushing slightly.

"Relax." Lily whispered into her ear softly. "I know you don't like women, but just look at how hard he's getting at this..." Her hot breath washed over Cheerilee's ear, precursor to her smoothly taking the cartilage into her mouth. She gave it a teasing nip, sucking gently. Cheerilee responded in kind by grasping Lily's slender waist, her hands clinging to the warm flesh.

"Th... That feels REALLY good..." Cheerilee whimpered, looking over at Big Mac before closing her eyes and shivering. Lily released her ear with a breathy moan, smiling as she released the couch and moved her hands down to Cheerilee's shoulders.

"I think it's time we showed the big guy some love." She whispered. Cheerilee nodded, smiling up at Lily before turning her gaze over towards Big Mac. Lily was surprised as she watched Cheerilee slip off of the couch and onto her knees, her hands gently guiding Macintosh's hands away from the pulsing rod. He released it with a soft groan, and Lily padded around to the back of the couch. Cheerilee smiled up at the two of them, Lily's hands running over Big Mac's shoulders. She opened her mouth, her tongue sliding out to give the slit at the tip of his head a teasing lick. Macintosh REALLY liked that, as his mouth hung open at the insistent lick. Lily siezed the opportunity, opening her mouth and pressing them together. Her tongue invaded his mouth, pushing deep with a passionate groan. She hadn't been expecting the counter-attack, though... It took hardly a moment after her initial movement before he returned it smoothly, his strong tongue pushing back and forcing it's own way into her mouth.

"Hmmff..." She groaned, feeling her crotch heat all the further at the slippery, erotic feeling of Big Mac's tongue inside her mouth. Her hands cupped the big man's cheeks, pulling him closer, hungry for more, for a deeper, sloppier kiss. She was not disappointed. It was only when Big Mac pulled away with a loud gasp that she opened her eyes. Glancing down, she was surprised to see Cheerilee veritably impaled on his thick shaft. Her tongue was drooling saliva onto his sac, and while she could only manage six inches or so of his formidable member, her mouth had to have been full. She pulled out with a slight throaty sound, smiling up at them before repeating the motion, sliding him deep into her mouth. Lily watched even more saliva slide out, coating the remainder of Big Mac's cock with a shining layer of spit.

"Holy shit..." Lily breathed softly. She watched, entranced, as Cheerilee repeated the motion again, and again, and once more, not once gagging as his head had to have been pressing to her throat. She was about to say a few words of praise when Big Mac grasped her cheeks, firmly pulled her lips down for another tongue-filled, passionate kiss. Moaning gently, she felt his tongue slide in once more, and she had no option other than to meet him with her own. This didn't last much longer, Lily was loathe to admit... Though it was for very good reason. Big Mac firmly grasped Lily's torso, his big hands easily lifting her off the floor, even at this odd angle.

"Meep!" She gave a soft noise of surprise as he firmly pulled her over the back of the couch, laid her out, and pulled himself away from Cheerilee. With a spray of saliva, the true Cheerilee blinked a few times to try and make sense of what exactly was happening before she saw Big Mac rise onto his knees. Smiling to herself, she watched as Macintosh guided his head inbetween Lily's forcefully-spread legs, pushed the saliva-coated cock against her wet lips, rubbed up and down...

"Do it." Cheerilee panted, her cheeks flushed from the sight. As if Big Mac needed any encouragement. With hardly more than a moment to adjust, Macintosh pushed his hips forward and into Lily.

"Hnn-AAHH!" Lily gasped, her back arching. He spread her apart, filled her entire walls, made her vision blur over with the intense pleasure and slight tingle of pain radiating through her entire core. She could hardly comprehend Cheerilee's leg swinging out over her head, settling into the couch, her crotch hovering just above Lily's face.

"Let's see if being licked by another woman is all it's cracked up to be..." Cheerilee teased, leaning forward to kiss Big Mac as her delightfully wet center slowly inched closer to Lily's mouth. Mind ablaze with pleasure and desire, Lily eagerly raised her mouth to the waiting slip of pink flesh. Her tongue caressed the soft folds gently, slipping over the entirety of Cheerilee's wet core. The taste of the teacher's arousal filled her mouth, made her moan softly at the sensation of licking another woman, all the while filled with one massive, throbbing erection. Big Mac started slowly moving his hips, which caused Lily to give a deep, throaty groan of approval. Cheerilee apparently liked this, as Lily heard her gasp. Tongue still lapping loosely at Cheerilee's dripping hole, Lily lost herself in the moment. Big Mac thrusted in and out with remarkable ease, his thick member gliding over her aroused walls, thanks to the rather massive amount of saliva and Lily's own juice. Cheerilee was certainly enjoying herself, that is, if her quivering thighs had anything to say about it. Lily relentlessly licked at her, moaning as she felt the desire slowly build to a head...

"Mff..." She moaned against Cheerilee, her mouth too occupied to form a proper word. Not that she minded, but Big Mac just might when she flexed.

"Wussat?" Cheerilee panted, her own speech impared by the intense pleasure.

"Hmm unnah mfff!" Lily mumbled, caught halfway between talking and licking.

"M-mac, she's gonna... Aah! She's cumming! AAH! I'm... I'M CUMMING!" Cheerilee let loose just as Lily did, both women clenching muscles in response to the various outlets of pleasure afforded them. Shivering and groaning, they climaxed simultaneously, and anyone who might have been watching would have noticed Big Mac's lips spread into a very pleased smile. Since the only other two people present were in the throes of intense orgasmic bliss, it went unnoticed.

"Haahh... Fuck..." Lily moaned, slowly slumping down into the couch underneath both people above her. The reassuring weight of Big Mac and the slender frame of Cheerilee were warm and welcoming to her. Lily smiled, her lips glistening with the remainder of Cheerilee's orgasm.

"Th-that was... Aah, that was good..." Cheerilee blushed slightly, leaning forward to give Big Mac a soft kiss. "But..."

"Oh no..." Big Mac muttered softly.

"I still prefer men. Come on, honey... I'm not the type to leave my man hanging." She took Big Mac's hands, guiding him away from a prone Lily on the couch to the nearby bed. Mac stripped his clothes off quick as he dared, Cheerilee sliding up onto the covers to get comfortable. Lily, never the kind to be left out, followed after. She got a devious idea, the thought of it quickly bringing her arousal around once more. Big Mac was stripped bare now, his muscles still toned and obvious despite him getting on in years. If Lily had to guess, he was close to 40 now. Still, he was solid as ever. In many ways. Cheerilee looked between the both of them, gnawing her lower lip in anticipation for what was to come. Mac gripped her ankles, sliding her slight frame over the sheets until her rear was hanging out over the edge.

"H-hey!" She started to protest, but was stopped as Big Mac lifted her hips with one hand, firmly drawing her tight, heretofore unpenetrated hole level with his own throbbing, still-eager member. She gave a small whimper as he pushed the head against her, then a soft cry as she parted just enough to grant him access. Lily had done a good job lubing him up on the couch, and Cheerilee was most certainly wet enough after the vicious tonguing she had recieved. Lily decided then was as good a time as any to introduce Cheerilee to the other end of woman-on-woman sex. Swinging a leg out, she perched her hips above Cheerilee's the flush on the teacher's face revealing a lot more than she probably thought she did.

"D-do I look... Like this?" She asked softly. Lily ran a hand down her stomach, to her crotch, peeling herself apart.

"Every last detail." She said softly, letting Cheerilee see into herself, in a manner of speaking. "Even down to the..." She rubbed two fingers over her wet slit, pulling them up to her mouth for a teasing lick. "Hmm... Taste." Cheerilee, overwhelmed with curiosity, just had to find out for herself. Breath hot and heavy, she lifted her head up to the epicenter of Lily's sex, her tongue clumsily probing against the folds of pink flesh. Amateur as she was, there was something to be said about her gusto. Lily felt the desire build within her stomach once more, making her twitch now and then as Cheerilee discovered one thing or another. Meanwhile, Big Mac had started thrusting deep and easy, perhaps not as hard or fast as he had with Lily, but certainly pushing almost all of his formidable manhood into Cheerilee. Lily was rewarded with the occasional vibrating moan.

"G-gonna..." She got a soft whimper from underneath her, making Lily smile in return. Cheerilee was liking it. Lily was liking it. Big Mac had no choice but to like it. Smooth as can be, Cheerilee was brought to her orgasm, shuddering underneath the surprisingly tender minstrations of Big Mac. Her hot breath pulsed against Lily's center as the woman climaxed, her entire body tensing and quivering slightly as she peaked.

"F-fu... Fuck." Big Mac moaned, trapped inside the flexing walls.

"Close?" Lily looked over her shoulder at him. He nodded, his face screwed up in concentration. "In or out? Either one of us."

"C-can... I do it onto both of you?" Lily grinned at his pained questions. Cheerilee seemed to relax at long last, letting him smoothly pull out. Lily could tell with the way his shaft bobbed and swayed in time with his rapid heartbeat, he was remarkably close. A few moments of adjustments, and both visages of Cheerilee were pressed together, chests and faces exposed to the ready cock throbbing before them. Giving a soft not, Lily watched Big Mac return his hand to the thick rod, stroking it for a few moments.

"Woah!" Cheerilee gasped as the first strand shot out, aimed way too high. It arced through the air over both of their heads, indenting into the rumpled sheets somewhere behind them. The second hit Lily firmly in her forehead, making her close her eyes and undoubtedly tangling into her hair at least a little. The rest... Well... She lost track after the eighth hit her skin. Eyes shut against the dripping cream, Lily could only hold her mouth open and let Big Mac enjoy the show. When she felt his weight shift into the bed next to her, Lily could only guess he had laid down, spent at last. Cheerilee took her hand, chuckling as they slowly made their way towards the bathroom.

"Did he hit your eyes?" She asked, possibly unable to see in the low, flickering light of the fireplace.

"Uh huhn... He's got a fuckin' cannon down there..." Lily muttered, blindly groping for the wall as Cheerilee guided both of them into the restroom. "Not that I mind... That was actually pretty damn hot." Cheerilee chuckled once more, pulling Lily to the shower. They took a few moments to adjust the temperature before stepping into the hot stream. Lily wasted no time cleaning her eyelids and eyelashes of the thick mixture, thankful she could see again. "Only thing worse than getting it in your hair is getting it in your eyes. I guess I've got no luck with cumshots tonight." She teased, smiling at Cheerilee, who was rather sensually rubbing a bar of soap over her breasts. Lily was distracted at the sight, her white, sudsy hands spreading the bubbles all over her curvy mounds. Lily stared, entranced at the wonderful sight.

"Like the show?" Cheerilee teased, lifting her breasts up with a smile. Lily blinked, flushing slightly.

"S-sorry... I guess you could say I technically prefer women..." Lily muttered, running her fingers through her hair. Rather than deal with the hassle of cleaning out her hair, Lily shifted into her own form, thankfully clear of any bodily fluids. Cheerilee smiled at the change, reaching a hand out to an area of Lily's stomach she guessed had previously been covered with a thick strand of cum.

"Amazing... You even clean all that off when you change..." She said, eyes wide with wonder. Lily shivered slightly as her fingers left behind a trail of suds.

"Y-yeah, but get this..." Lily muttered, gently guiding Cheerilee's hand away from her skin before shifting back into the teacher once more. Her hair was matted with cum, and her skin once more covered in the thick strands.

"Woah! So... So does it, like... Save your... Your disposition?" Cheerilee asked, looking herself up and down in the steam-filled air.

"Yeah. If I use someone that gets too messy, I usually shift to myself, then clean up later... Alternatively, it saves outfits and clothes as well... Chrysalis said something about a sort of temporal storage or something or other long, long ago... I forget what it is. Essentially, as long as I'm wearing clothes, I can change into anyone else with their own... Eer... Configuration of clothes. However, if I'm nude..." She demonstrated her next point by shifting into Big Mac, her form expanding to almost push Cheerilee back against the wall. "I can't shift into clothes."

"That's incredible..." Cheerilee said with wide-eyed wonder as Lily smoothly shifted back to her normal form, running her hands through her fiery red curls. "Changelings are so unique..." She said, returning to scrubbing herself. Lily tried not to stare, to focus on washing herself, but couldn't help but sneak a few glances.

"I never really consider myself blessed..." She said softly. Cheerilee stopped scrubbing to listen. "Maggie just shared something with me earlier this evening... Truth be told, I was in a sort of funk before you two showed up." They switched places, Lily leaning against the wall to talk and tell the story of how she had been so out of it the past week.

"So... You think you don't know what true love is, simply because you're a changeling?" Cheerilee asked to recap. Lily gave a soft nod, suddenly fascinated with the floor of the moderately large bathtub.

"I mean... It's different when you feed on someone. It feels good, but it's kind of like eating a large meal. It fills you up in a different way... Like your stomach gets full, and you feel energized and refreshed... But... What I feel towards Twilight it's... It's so different. I don't even know how to explain it." Lily looked up at Cheerilee with a furrowed brow, a halfway confused expression. "Do you understand what I mean?"

"I think..." Cheerilee said, switching places with Lily once more. "You've got quite a problem... Listen, Lily... If there's anything I've learned about love, it's this..." Lily shut the water off, allowing Cheerilee to talk as she fished out big, fluffy towels. They dried off as Cheerilee continued. "Love manifests in many different forms. There's true love, physical love, all kinds of love... It isn't just... Emotional anymore. For instance, when you look at a handsome guy, or I suppose in your case, a beautiful girl, you get wet, right?" Lily nodded, wondering where she was going with this. "That's physical love, or arousal. Sex isn't called 'Making Love' without reason. When you and a friend laugh over some shared experience, you feel warm, right?" Another nod. "That's a sort of emotional love... The feelings you have for them don't really mean you want to, like, be married and have kids and live together... It just means you care for them, that you have feelings for them..."

"So... What do you think I feel towards Twilight?" Lily asked, fluffing her hair.

"You mean the obvious arousal?" Cheerilee teased, glancing down at Lily's crotch. Indeed, the mere thought of the lusty purple-haired magi had Lily secreting. "Well..." Cheerilee smiled and pulled Lily into a gentle hug. "That's for both of you to find out. Beautiful or disastrous as that love may be, I'd hope you two could remain good friends through it." Lily yelped as Cheerilee's flat palm smacked her rear.

"Hey!" She whimpered, rubbing the stinging mark on her cheek. She swatted at Cheerilee in return, giggling as the teacher yelped and jumped in response. They wrapped themselves in towels and padded back into the room, where Big Mac was snoring peacefully on the rumpled bed. Cheerilee pushed her bangs out of her face with a smile as she looked down at the sleeping man.

"You love him, don't you?" Lily asked, noting the warm expression she wore. Cheerilee glanced at her before returning her gaze back to the sleeping man.

"I think I really do... Macintosh and I have been friends for upwards of twenty years now. Nothing serious, just... You know... We'd stop and say hello, ask eachother how the other's day was going. It was pleasant in a neighborly sort of way... But Lily, I have to say..." She turned that blissfully warm gaze back to Lily. "Leaning about Big Mac, his dreams and desires, all the little things nobody knows about him... It's a remarkable experience. Did you know he likes poetry? And history? Who would have thought, right?" She sighed and gently laid a hand on his shoulder, not even slightly disturbing the big man's slumber. "I do love him. A lot." Lily didn't know if she felt heartbroken or warm.

"Stay here tonight." Lily said softly. "On the house. And stop by to say goodbye in the morning, okay?" She kissed Cheerilee's cheek softly, bidding her farewell to the beautiful, slender teacher as she climbed onto the bed with Big Mac. None of the other girls were out this late, so she slipped down the hall in just her towel. Arriving at her apartment, she shed the towel at the door and walked nude to her own bed. Tiredness caught up with her then, her muscles aching for sleep. She didn't deny them.

The night passed blissfully slow, and when she woke, it was to a gentle knock at her door. Quickly slipping into shorts and a t-shirt, not even caring about the condition of her hair, Lily answered to a smiling Cheerilee and a stoic Big Mac.

"Just thought we'd say goodbye. You have my number, right?" Cheerlee said, giving Lily a warm hug.

"Here, let me get it from you." Lily welcomed them in briefly, scribbling information down on a nearby notepad. She tore a page off with her own number and handed it to Cheerilee.

"I'll call every now and then to chat." Cheerilee said, smoothly tucking the slip of paper into her bra strap. Lily grinned and groped her breast.

"And to arrange another trip, I hope." She got a playful swat on her rear in return as Big Mac cleared his throat from the door. "You too, big guy. Always a pleasure when you stop by." Lily said, opening her arms for a hug. Big Mac chuckled and pulled her into a crushing bear-hug, lifting her feet almost two feet off the floor. They said their goodbyes, waving as the two of them descended into the lounge and out of the front door. Lily closed the door to her apartment, leaning back against it gently. Cheerilee's words returned to her mind, running through her thoughts.

Love manifests in many forms... Emotional... Physical... Happiness... Friendship... Before she knew it, she had the phone in her hand, was dialing a number subconsciously. When a tired voice picked up from the other end, Lily smiled.

"Hey Twi..."

---------------------- Notes from the Author ----------------------

I'm beginning to try and focus more and more on character development. This is due, partially, to the fact that this chapter is set close to the end of the story, and partially to the fact that Cheerilee and Big Mac have a lot to teach the world. Lily's very much a child when it comes to matters of the heart, especially when it's her own feelings involved. Over the course of what is about ten long years, she and Twilight have become closer and closer and closer, as friends, as lovers, as two people. I get the feeling it was almost destined from the start. Twilight was the one Lily confessed to. Twilight accepted Lily for who she was. Twilight's stood up for Lily more than once, vouched for her, confided in her when she was having problems...

That, and I think everyone on fimfiction.net secretly has a hardon for the purple-haired, adorkable Twilight. Nerdy girls rock.

I understand I left this open, once again. Fear not, my friends! I'm willing to bet money that come September, I'll have finished out the last of the requests and will be either working on or completely finished with this story as a whole. What I have planned for the finale will shock and awe every last one of you. But first, I have to finish out all of the requests.

It's been blogged, posted, reminded, and said time and again, but I'll say it once more.

Your deadline for requests is August 7th, 2012. After that, I will no longer be accepting requests. This is because I plan on finishing the story, and moving on to others I've got bugging me. I'll be starting A Different Kind of Love: The Untold Chapters after I finish The Lost Chapters. This story will detail several of the side characters in depth, including but not Limited to Ajax, Maggie, and Twilight. After that... Well... I've got another story I'll be working on ^.^

I am facing a few issues, though... About relation to MLP... While the story I have planned does include minor references to more mature versions of younger characters in the show (Seriously, Applebloom will be close to 40) many of the characters will be original... My own creation. Should I continue posting the story here, or should I move it elsewhere, like fanfiction.net? Your opinions?

On an unrelated note, this chapter took me by surprise. I started out kind of struggling with the content, but I got into a groove, and typed the entire sex and sort of shower talk scene in the span of about 3 hours. A second glance revealed it to be at least mostly grammatically sound, and I feel confident publishing it. Cheerilee is a favorite of mine, though not to the extent Rarity or Twilight are. She strikes me as the sort of sage-like, world-wise teacher who always has some advice to offer no matter what the situation is. The price of that wisdom being a neglected personal life that's slowly coming to bite her in the ass. But this makes for many fun shenanigans! Alas, her introduction to the series comes at a pivotal point of development for Lily, where she's beginning to question the motives, the reasoning behind all the sex she's had. Sadly, we will not be seeing much more of Cheerilee. If at all.

I'm rambling. ENJOY THE CHAPTER, FUCKERS!

I say that with all the love in my heart ^.^