Fast led Silver along with a bounce in her step. "So... I got something special to show you. Now that every single pony involved's given the alright on it, there's nothing stopping me." She whipped her tail across Silver's snout, brushing it with the silky hairs and tickling with the coarseness of the individual strands. "No escape for you."

Silver let out a little laugh even as he grew nervous. "You don't need to trap me, Fast. You've had me for a--"

Fast spun on him and shook her head. "Don't even finish that! Don't even say it... I haven't had you. I've had, at best, fond dreams of getting you back, but that's not the same, not even close." She rolled her eyes as she turned back around. "But now.... Now things are different. You're mine, and I will handle my lovely stallion just right, don't worry."

"Should I kill her?" asked Nefertari, slipping between here and there to have her claws at Fast's neck. "I'll make it clean."

Silver's eyes went wide. "No! Christ, leave her alone."

Fast flared with green magic, suddenly wrapped around Nefertari in the form of a great serpent that squeezed her from every side. "Stop thinking you're the last word on fighting."

Nefertari grunted softly in the tightening grip. "So you can do something besides awkward advances... this is good." She was gone, a few feet displaced to the left. "I expect a positive report from him when you're done, or this will be far from the last conversation we have."

She was gone, and Fast grunted where Nefertari was before becoming her ruddy red unicorn self. "I bet she gives the absolute best angry love."

Silver burst into soft laughter at that, dimly remembering the dream times. "That's one way to put it, yes. She feels everything hot, even when she's trying to pretend she has no feelings. Especially then, come to think."

Fast swayed her tail as she resumed her walk. "Well you won't have that problem with me. If I'm annoyed, I'll say so."

They arrived at one of the many bedrooms that dotted the palace. They were placed there for guests, important and not. But when they were not in use, there was no rule preventing others from enjoying them.

Silver pulled a 'do not disturb' sign from his saddlebag and set it on the handle of the door before proceeding inside. "So what is it you've been waiting to show me?" His wings fidgeted a little with nervous anticipation.

"I could just tell you... But that's boring. Let's not be boring." Fast looked over her shoulder at her could-be stallion and gave a flirtatious smile before she circled around and rose up onto her hind legs, walking towards him with practiced steps. She had experience moving the biped way. "It's about time you got a taste of home."

Silver's ears went straight up. As skilled at Fast was moving, she was still a quadruped. Still a horse. It looked more funny than sexy as his mind went to every little imperfection. She was lost in the uncanny valley. Still, he smiled and didn't burst her bubble. "You're going to play human for me?"

"That and more." She reached out a hoof to brush across Silver's soft snout, trailing from the cheek towards the end of the snout. As she went, the hoof softened and split like hot wax, becoming fingers as they reached the end of his startled face. She tapped his twitching nose. "My little pony, tonight you are my stallion to ride..."

Tightness blossomed between his hindlegs at the husky whisper of her voice, the sweet scent of her breath, and the naked promise of those caressing fingers. She brought in her other hoof, still unchanged. The alien mix of the two sent strange confused signals through him and he was caught in the middle, gaping at her as his breathing picked up. "Lost?" she asked as she reached those fingers up, gently teasing the fur along until she reached one of his big equine ears and began to rub over it gently. "Skin is very good for exploring. Touching and feeling everything, and you give so much to explore..."

Silver licked over his lips. It was the first taste of humanity that didn't have strings attached that frightened him. All of his herd had approved. The only pony that stood in the way was himself, and he wasn't sure he had the will to even consider it. He leaned forward a little and nuzzled into the curve of her belly. She was still a pony there. She was still missing parts. "Will you go all the way?"

"No rush," she said in a teasing tone as she pulled his head in against herself. He felt something warm and soft press against the top of his head and he jerked back to see her chest was pushing out in two familiar swells. Each curve was capped with a thick teat, each glistening with some odd fluid.

Silver realized what it was almost immediately. Fast was making herself with foal, which included milk on top of swollen udders, er, breasts. She was becoming a vision of fertility and damn if it wasn't working on him. He sat back and felt his throbbing member slap up against his belly, as hard as steel with his mounting arousal.

She stepped in as he sat back and reached down for that excitement. Both hooves had flowed smoothly into grasping fingers, and she needed both to fully encircle that proud equine pole that she had stirred into action. Slowly she caressed downwards, pulling the flesh tight before she gripped tight and pulled back up, making it wrinkle and its owner wheeze with an almost painful pleasure. Everything in him wanted to act. She was there for him, and that meant that pole had other things to do than be worshipped, as lovely as that was.

He moved to rise to his hooves, but she put a hand on his snout and pressed him right back down despite his angry snort. "Easy there, my stallion. Enjoy the build." She brought her hands to her chest and ran them across to her sides. "I'm not even close to finished. I'm hideous."

Hideous? Silver had many objections to the idea, but his words were quelled before they emerged as she ran those hands down her sides and her form flowed like the melted butter it was at her will. She gained real hips and her waist cinched. She circled in place as if part of a dance, showing off her perfect grabbable bottom. "Getting closer."

Silver could not be so easily denied, and he was too worked up to allow it. His magic exploded outwards just to come at Fast, a blanket of lecherous silver energy. He pinched and felt over her breasts even as he embraced her. She squealed in surprise, though that sound turned quickly into a moan as she realized it was Silver's actions and not something unknown and frightening. She became as helpless as he had been as he began to devour her with his magic, feeling over every inch of her body. One mental brush found between her legs, but she was still as a mare down there. Her various openings were more behind her. He hardly cared, but his teasing of those winking lips drew her attention to it.

Those lips flowed as her equine doughnut pulled into a more human one and her pouting lips ceased their spasming jerks and became the nethers of a proper human woman. Her fur began to recede, rapidly exposing her skin, her deliciously sensitive skin. "Touch me everywhere," she breathed out even as her snout withdrew away, ceasing to be.

That was a request Silver could honor. He was on his hooves, but did not move to touch her, not directly. He had her in his silver field and he liked her there. He pressed in carefully at those altered lips, but only to expand his feel, to fill her every nook and cranny with his presence and begin rubbing her from the inside in a strange sensation that had no friction yet set the nerves on fire with building sensations. That fire he gladly stoked, watching her moan and arch her human back. She still had a tail, and hooves, but almost everything else...

He leaned in and bit at the base of that thrashing limb and she squealed. He could feel the wetness around his magic as she hit a minor peak. The tail withdrew rapidly at the reminder that it was there. He sent his magic down her legs, caressing and squeezing in abject adoration for her form until he reached where the flesh turned to hooves and he teased at the point of transition. It felt like he was massaging the hooves away as they slowly became naked feet, bare as the rest of her, save the hair on her head.

Fast was a human, entirely, completely, and she was his. Silver flashed a smile, filled with lust, adoration, and burning want. "All done."

"We're far from done," she promised as she stepped away. Her movement did not pull her from the magic the clung to her, still grabbing, rubbing, pinching and exploring. Her front was dotted with drops of milk extracted from her heaving breasts. She climbed up onto the soft bed and arched her rump up into the air. "Shall we do it like ponies?" She rolled over, belly up. "Or do you prefer it this way?"

Silver strode for the bed, his turgid length swaying with every step. His heavy balls churned with seed. He was ready to be a stud. He had been lent out by his wives, in accordance to ancient traditions that had largely fell out of favor, yet, there he was. He hopped up onto the bed over her. "I think we'll try both before we're done."

Fast burst into eager giggles as she spread her legs. "That's the right answer... I'm ready."

Silver pulled her up with his magic, drawing her even with his twitching length. With a powerful thrust of his equine hips, he pressed the sensitive organ deep inside of her. He could feel her flowing around him, growing large enough to be comfortable for the both of them even as he started to rut her like the feral animal he felt like he was at that moment. He craned his head down and nipped into the side of her naked neck, nibbling down. Her hands swept around his head and held tight to him despite the magic holding up. She tensed and hissed every time he hit just the right spot. Every little noise she made was a little victory that drove him on harder and faster.

He felt her tightening around him. It wasn't like one of her adjustments. Muscles were growing tense and the movements changed for it. He pushed despite it, eager to draw out the loudest wail from her.

He received his wish. Fast pressed tight to him as she cried out, "I love you!"

Then it was light. Too bright. Silver jerked back, almost falling from the bed from surprise. The body around his shaft convulsed in ways he'd never felt by him before. Fast was engulfed in light. Something was happening. Surprise warred with lust, but the sensations were too much to ignore and he was far too close. He exploded into her with a deep grunting wheeze of satisfaction, huge balls leaping up with every fire of potent equine seed into her changing form.

The light faded quite suddenly. Silver was not hugging a human woman anymore. He was hugging an insect. Not a changeling, something else? Fast was looking at him with alien eyes, tears growing rapidly.

Author's Notes:

Fast got everything, including some things she didn't want.

Progress is impossible to hold back, it seems.

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