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Ari

Three days ago

My eyes opened and my vision started off fuzzy, becoming clearer as little banana men started appearing for a reason I still couldn’t understand why. They wore little Mickey Mouse gloves but had no faces. A little creepy but I was used to this. Next they started to clap in rhythm, a rhythm that i soon heard as a trumpet sounded off behind me, making me jump in place. Looking back I saw a dozen trumpets floating in the air, and behind them a red curtain hung. I was on a stage I realized as the trumpets started blaring out a dramatic set.

Why the pizzazz?

I understood as the holiest of all pastries had appeared: the cinnamon bun. It even was steaming like it had come fresh from the oven. That was what I missed on this planet. No warning sounded before it started to fall from the spot it held in the air, almost taking my chance at dream happiness, and my magic enveloped without a second thought. A cheer rang out from the bananas.

How did they cheer without mouths?

Cinnamon wafted into nose, bringing me back to the treat in front of me, it was clearly meant for me. The clapping resumed and the trumpets multiplied, growing louder in a wave of sound as I brought the sacred pastry closer to my muzzle. Now how did it-

“WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THYE DREAM?”

I jumped in place yet again, cinnamon bun forgotten at the new voice yelling at me, the new mare’s voice.

Looking at the mare before me my ears perked up and I cocked my head. The fanfare faded as I really took her in, she was flying over to me now, dark blue wings hardly flapping at the effort. A soft clink and hollow thud echoed as her hooves landed on the stage. She was wearing horseshoes, not the earth variety though; these were literal metal shoes with a part of it traveling up the front of her pastern. Following her pastern I took in her angry expression, ears back, and ethereal mane flowing in a nonexistent breeze.

She had a horn.

Blinking I followed her body line with my eyes, she was smaller than me, around the size of Lyric, and wore a tiara behind her horn. For some reason she had a tattoo of a moon on her rump and a matching necklace on. Why were ponies obsessed with tattoos on their rumps?

Better yet why had I dreamed up an attractive Alicorn mare with a tattoo on her butt? I don’t remember being overly turned on by tattoos before, not that it didn’t accentuate her flank and work with her fur color but it just didn’t seem like me. I mean Azure’s tattoo didn’t hold my attention, nor did Barium’s.

This was another culture thing I had to remember to ask about.

The mare was still looking at me expecting a response, “This is a weird dream…Why did I dream up an Alicorn mare? I mean-“

She, of course, interrupted me, “I’m not made up, I’m real. My name is-“

This happens every once in awhile, where a figment of my imagination tries to insist it is real, usually it is a banana but this was still a banana, err, I mean dream. This was still a dream.

Shaking my head I explained to my subconscious apparition, “Nope, you’re obviously a dream. The banana is still here.”

The mare looked at the banana but still didn’t get it, “What?!”

Why had I dreamed up a dumb mare, any dream thing should understand the importance of the banana. But I guess this must be a reflection of some stupidity going in my life.

“If I’m dreaming there is always a banana somewhere, it is just a thing my mind does. Speaking of my mind, why did I dream you up? Am I horny or something?”

That seemed to upset the dream mare as she narrowed her eyes at me before she started slowly circling me. I could feel her breath on my fur as she inspected my wings, causing my body to give a slight shiver as her hooves tapped around me , she inspected my body. For some reason I wanted to puff out my chest and spread my wings for her inspection, but I ignored the urge, instead focusing on her face. It was going from confused to sad and then settling on angry, ears pinned back.

She suddenly jumped into the air, looking back at me with scorn, “Good bye fake Alicorn.”

With the dark blue Alicorn suddenly gone I looked around for the cinnamon bun, I might as well finish my dream snack.

It wasn’t there anymore.

In fact a lot of things weren’t here anymore, the instruments were gone, and the banana and stage were becoming transparent. The transparency taking a sudden turn as it flared into a light, it grew to blinding proportions, forcing me to close my eyes.

Now what?

Opening my eyes I looked at the short grass in front of my face, looking around I noticed the absence of a banana, this was real. I don’t usually remember my dreams but this one was sticking to me, or should I say the mare in my dream was. But if I was going to dream of a mare, why not my mare or even my stalker, Lyric? A mare I had met before made more sense than my mind making up a mare, a mare with a moon on her butt.

Moon…Butt

Moonbutt!

My eyes widened and my heart raced as I realized I had dreamt of the moon princess, or at least my version of her, but why would I? Was the god messing with me? Was he manipulating my mind to be attracted to her?

What if it was the real Princess Luna?

Taking a deep breath I banished my panic and remembered my dream. No, I wasn’t feeling any emotions that didn’t make sense. I thought her body was nice, but her personality was just awful. I mean, If he was really trying to make me like her then he would have made her more likeable, not have her yell and contradict me. She could be real...Nay, now that sounded crazy. Dream magic? Unlikely, meaning that was probably just my brain worrying about how the princesses would react to the letter, when I mentioned the weather going crazy and me being from another world it might make me sound more than a little crazy.

Did the letter sound too out there?

I needed to talk to Chrissy, make sure the letter didn’t sound too crazy. She had said I shouldn’t say some things and I agreed, mentioning that it was all their fault did sound like a bad idea in hindsight. How would I get into the castle to abduct them and show them the damage they are causing if I didn’t stay civil with them after all?

Looking under my right wing my expression softened at Chrissy’s sleeping face, a small grin on her muzzle as she tucked her head against my shoulder. Her horn thankfully was pointed down as I turn my muzzle to her ear.

“Chrissy”

“mmmmm” Her eyes were still closed as she nuzzled into my fur.

“Chrisssyyy” My voice a little louder now, I didn’t want to wake Lyric who was completely hidden under my left wing, and thankfully still asleep.

“Wake up.”

“No.”

I blinked at her response, she was awake…I think, she could be talking in her sleep but I didn’t feel like that was the case. Now to-

“Go to sleep my Hubun.” Lyric said is a sleepy voice, nuzzling deeper into my side.

Before I process what Lyric had said I heard Chrissy growl beside me, now she was awake, and upset. My questions would have to wait.

“Lyrical Dazzle is that a challenge?”

Chrissy’s wing was buzzing angrily under my wing as her eyes narrowed at Lyric. Please-

“N-no Chrissy I simply misspoke, I was half a-asleep.” Lyric shivered against me, trying to appear smaller under my wing. This was her own fault though, that mare needed to quit flirting with me, I really didn't want her getting hurt. But I also didn't want another marefriend, I just got my first one after all.

Snorting at Lyric, Chrissy laid her head back down, eyes narrowed at Lyric. Well, this tension is nice and all but I had important business to take care of: breakfast. Giving my mare a quick kiss and my st- new friend an even quicker nuzzle on her nose I stood up, raising my wings to the sky in a stretch. Below me there were a couple of annoyed grunts as the mares fell on their sides as their support left, followed by a couple of groans and grumbles as they tried to get comfortable again, ending in a eerie silence.

Looking at them I saw why, my morning visitor was awake, and had caught the eyes of both mares.

Although I was used to it by now, walking around with it hanging out, that was with only Chrissy around, Azure and Barium never saw it. Now my former stalker was looking at it with her eyes bugging out.

This was awkward.

“Sooo… I’m going to go find breakfast.” Now I was walking away from the gawking mares, not daring to look back.

Except I was moving backwards, looking back I saw a green magic field around my tail, dragging me back to Chrissy.

“No, Lyric is going to find breakfast. We will wait here.” Chrissy gave a wide smile at the now frowning siren.

“O-of course I was, be back in a jiffy. What did you want for breakfast Ari?” Lyric was now standing, smiling and waiting to hear what I would want. Chrissy scowled from her position beside me.

“Anything edible! I feel like I haven’t eaten in weeks.” I could feel my ears perk up and my wings flutter as I thought of food, beside me I heard Chrissy give a giggle as Lyric’s eye twitch. She must have remembered my appetite.

It might take her awhile…

“Of course, don’t go any where, I will be back in…Soon.”

I felt kind of bad as she walked into the woods, the mare looked really down after she remembered my appetite, I know Chrissy probably wanted alone time but it didn’t feel right. That could be the part where I let a mare wander off into the forest alone.

“There isn’t anything that could-“

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Chrissy

As soon as Lyric was out of my sight I pounced on Ari, my stallion, it was time to show exactly who his mare was. Also, it was breakfast time and I needed some love.

We landed in a heap, my muzzle kissing his as he lay beneath me. Purring I ground on his cock, he loved this, I could feel the sweet emotion trickling in as I massaged his sheath with my body. After being forced to make do with a constant slow trickle of food, a trickle that was further slowed by his thobe. He would never wear that heinous thing again if I had any say. Feeling the love increase with my pace I couldn’t help but grin in the kiss, I was going to make him scream.

Ari squirmed under me, my tail suddenly flagging as I realized I could have a full meal, he was my stallion.

He had already rutted me into a whimpering mess already during my heat, my first heat. He had been amazing, preparing me, hitting all the right spots, and I swore I saw stars by the end. I wanted to return the favor.

“Ari, remember when I said that I absorb love from contact,“ I ground my marehood hard on his erection causing us both to moan.

He nodded, leaning up to nibble on my ear. Fuck, yes, I needed this.

“Well, I absorb a little trickle from touching, more from kissing, BUT-“Pushing my body forward along his chest till his tip touched my lower lips,”-I receive a - FUCK- a full meal from rutting. Understand?” Ari had bucked when my marehood settled on his tip and I couldn’t help but yell, even without my heat induced sensitivity I still had sensitive nerves down there.

Ari understood alright, he used his wings to prop himself up to a sitting position and lightly bit my ear causing me to raise my bottom up and give a light nicker. His hooves coming around my barrel, holding my crouched body to his chest, nibbles growing harder and more demanding.

I finally had had enough, folding my knees I dropped down onto his cock, spearing myself in one thrust, and letting out a loud squeal at the pleasure.

I hope she heard me.

Twisting my hips a little I got comfortable on him, Ari moaning low at my movements. I could feel him in my furthest reaches, twitching faintly in my grip, and giving him a little clench I began.

As I stood he groaned, tightening his grip on my barrel, and locking lips with him I slammed down. I squealed into his mouth as his cock hilted in me again, dear Faust, I needed more. Feeling a small tension start in my lower stomach I broke the kiss, stood and slammed myself onto him again, we both neighed at the sensation.

I needed more, faster, harder.

Quickening the pace I was able to feel my legs burn as i continued my new pace, my wing jerking stiffly as I continued to slam myself on his cock. The coil in my belly was tightnening and my squeals had dissolved to pants, I was soo close.

Ari’s hooves gripped my hips and started increasing the pace, his cock give a twitch nearly every second in my tunnel, if I could time this just-

A loud scream escaped my mouth as his muzzle clamped down on the back of my neck, holding me close as he filled me with his warmth and I clamped my walls down on him. Our juices dripping from my marehood and onto his sheath and balls, my pants sounding in my scream’s echo as I rested my head on his neck, exhausted and full in more than one way.

Releasing his hold on my neck he relaxed his wings and lowered us to the grass.

“I love you.”

I purred at his statement, practically glowing from the full meal, much better than when we rutted before. There were more flavors to the love, it felt richer, and I felt not only happy from being full but happy from just him. This stallion, Ari, he was definitely the one for me.

He could make me laugh, smile, and scream, “I love you as well, and you are most definitely the stallion for me.” His chest puffed up a little under me, but that was alright, why pretend he wasn’t the one when he was. Lying never got me anywhere good.

As I felt his cock soften and retreat to his sheath I heard rustling in the bushes to the left of us, we both took in the breeze coming our way. I smelled water lilies.

Lyric’s rump exited the bush first followed by the rest of her body, her tail raised as she dragged a log full of fruits in her magic. It looked heavy but I wasn’t sure it was heavy enough to require her to enter the clearing ass first.

We had a problem here, obviously she didn’t understand that Ari didn’t understand our customs, and he wasn’t interested in her like that.

Getting off Ari I added my magic to her load, yanking it past her and into the clearing. That was apparently a smart move as he was instantly sitting in front of it, rubbing his hooves as a little drool starting at his muzzle. My stallion had a endless appetite, which i suppose was good as that meant he must have a large magical core.

Lyric snapped out of her arousal and our magic faded as he started consuming the fruits and odd nut with a speed that was disgusting. Not that he made a mess with his breakfast. It entered his mouth with hardly a squirt or dribble, but even still, I felt nauseous at his speed and I didn't even eats solid food. Well my body technically can break it down but that is leftover from before changelings were strictly emotionvores, we get no nutrition from pony food now.

“I hope you ate something out there, this is just a warm up for him.”

“I-I did...Really?” Her voice sounded kind of scared at the thought that a ten foot long log sled filled with food wouldn’t keep him full.

I made my way to her side, slowly of course, my rump was a little tender still. Sitting down beside her I whispered in her ear, “Yes…Still interested?” I swear her eyes narrowed at me before a ‘innocent’ smile appeared on her muzzle, nodding she turned back to Ari only to open her mouth. Scowling at her answer I turned to see what she was so shocked about.

In the ten seconds we had looked away he had finished the food.

“That was delicious! Was there anymore left where you found these?”

My face broke into a smile at his expression, his eyes shone as he smacked his lips, ears forward, and wings giving slight flutters at the happiness he got from the meal. It was disgusting at the amount he ate but seeing him happy made me happy for him, although I had a feeling that he was going to need his own orchard just to handle that stomach of his after-

Lyric couldn’t let my moment last.

“Of course! Follow me Ari!” Her pep was back, his appetite hadn’t scared her away unfortunately, and my mare challenge had not seemed to have any lasting effects. We were going to have to have a long talk.

Ari rose and followed her while I stayed close to his side, glaring at her tail which was swishing in wide arcs to show flashes of her marehood. He noticed it as well but kept his eyes averted from her direction after the second glimpse, subtlety wasn’t her strong suit.

“Lyric I think I should explain some things to you about our mission. But first, Was there anything that you didn’t understand yesterday?”

She slowed and started to walk closer to his side, one ear on me, the other on Ari.

“I think I understand. You were taken from your world by a crazy god so you can stop the princesses from moving the sun and moon. The unnatural movement of the sun and moon is affecting the planet’s weather system and causing super weather, storms, and other types like the drought in Saddle Arabia.” He nodded at her. “Well, the only question I guess is how do we stop two powerful, millennia old Alicorns? Do you know any special magic to do that?”

He stopped midstride and started moving his mouth as nothing came out and his eye twitched, I think she broke him.

“Ari?” I purred in his ear but he didn’t react, Lyric had the same worried expression that I had as she nuzzled his neck from her side. Still no reaction, I was about to kiss him when a yellow muzzle beat me to his lips. The rising growl died in my throat as he blinked and looked around.

“WHAT?!”

Lyric jumped back at his sudden volume and my ears pinned themselves to my head.

“They are how old again? Better yet what is considered normal for a lifespan on Equis?”

It was exactly as I thought; Earth had a different lifespan for Alicorn’s there. “Well I don’t know how much magic Earth has but because of the magic innate in our bodies and on the planet we can live quite awhile. The bigger your magical core the longer your lifespan. Does that work like that on Earth?”

“N-no, there isn’t any magic on earth.” He gulped before continuing, “Before coming here I had never used magic, hence why when I levitated you that time I had little control over how high. I never used to be able to eat more than what Lyric usually eats and….Males are only expected to live for eighty five years, female’s maybe ninety five years at best in my country.”

Now it was my turn to be surprised, which turned to fear as my heart raced, he would have only lived till he was eighty five years old? He would live a little longer than an earth mare, but still significantly less than me. Taking a deep breath to quell my coming heart ache I thought over his words. He ate a normal earth pony amount before and but now his increased appetite and ability to use magic where he couldn’t before had to mean he would live the normal lifespan for Alicorns now. Right? He was just like an Alicorn from here now, except for his mane and lack of cutie mark. Ari just had to be, I don’t think I will ever find anyone that accepts me like he does.

“W-wait so you don’t live up to your ten millennia like Alicorn’s here?” Lyric was crying now, stepping back from Ari, and looking like her heart was breaking. I know I didn’t want to share him and did not want her to keep making advances on him but I couldn’t help but feel for her. After experiencing it watching my family age and die over generations I had felt it too often.

I had felt that empty void for quite a while now.

Ari extended his wing and tugged her close, the other wing unfurling itself to wrap around me. “I think I probably will live as long as the Alicorn’s that live here, Earth has a very different atmosphere and I have changed a lot since coming here. I doubt I still have the same constraints as before… However I also have no knowledge this planet either. Chrissy has been filling in some gaps but I still have some questions. How about i explain our plan after I learn some more things first, who knows it might change our plans.”

He paused and stopped, looking at our faces with serious eyes, we both nodded to him in understanding. Now we both were walking pressed into Ari, it was very comforting after that little scare.

However, that comfort might be a bad thing, I don’t think Lyric was even leading us to the second breakfast for Ari anymore…

“Our saddle bags!”

I gasped as I realized we had left them in the clearing. Ari and Lyric both face hoofed and we all turned around the way we come from, second breakfast forgotten at the fear of losing our map, compass, and water. We had run out of food last night, hence the foraging this morning.

He began with a question I had honestly been expecting much sooner, it was a classic ice breaker, and most stallions like to know exactly how young their mare is. Which made me nervous as i wasn't exactly in my first century anymore.

“I hope I am not being rude by asking but I am curious how old are you?”

“Five hundred thirteen years old.”

“One thousand one hundred fifty three years old.” Lyric answered and I blinked owlishly at her age, she was almost as old as the princesses! How was the most emotional one here the oldest?!

Our ages may have thrown Ari off as well as he blinked at us, blushing before he gave his age, “t-thirty two years old.”

A long silence stretched during our walk as we processed our age differences, they really didn’t matter in the long scheme of things with our life spans but it still felt weird. Ari was actually the youngest of us and knowing what I know of Earth now I should have expected that but it still sounded young compared to me, although we both were young compared to Lyric. Ironically enough, she was certainly the most immature of us but was the oldest of the three of us… That just seemed wrong, not that I wanted her as a mature competitor for Ari's love, but it still seemed to be reversed.

The clearing opened up before us, the smell of sex still faintly in the air, and our bags still where we left them.

“Well now I feel like the foal of the group-“

I interrupted my stallion with a purr, rubbing down his side before trotting out from under his wing, giving my tail a slight sway to show him his work. He was no foal that was for sure.

Hearing no hoof steps behind me I looked behind me, Lyric was showing exactly how much of a stallion she thought he was, with her scaly muzzle plastered to his face, nibbling along his jaw line.

Now that was a challenge!

Ears back I turned to face her when a roar sounded out faintly ahead of us, freezing us in place, as we both moved towards Ari’s sides. Levitating the bags onto my back and onto Lyric’s back I pressed into his barrel, feeling his wing cover me again.

“Let’s keep moving, we can talk as we go," Ari frowned before looking at Lyric, "and Lyric while I appreciate the kiss...I mean, that is, I got the point from Chrissy, you two don’t think of me as a foal but I’m just not from a herd culture. I hope we can still be friends?”

Thank you Ari! You finally said something about her blatant flirting, it was beginning to get-

“O-okay…. Can I still sleep with you and help you preen?” Her smile was hopeful but her eyes held a different message, she wasn’t taking ‘no’ as a answer, I hate that stubborn mare.

“Oh course!” Ari appeared relieved that she was taking it well, apparently not realizing that she doesn’t hear rejection.

With that drama over with for now we continued on our way, taking our positions at his side again, both of us rubbing against his wings with every step across the uneven ground. That peace was short lived as he said something that made my heart freeze. “Soo...Is there dream magic by any chance? I know that sounds silly but I swear I totally dreamt about Moonbutt last night.”