To think that I was defeated by the thing we changelings feed off of, love. I was so close to actually managing to take over Equestria. It was a simple plan, trap a princess in a giant cave, and impersonate said princess. Feed off the love of his husband-to-be. Then defeat the equestrian sun goddess in a battle of magic. What could possibly go wrong? Moreover, what did go wrong? I thought to myself in the middle of a crater in a large forest, not daring to move due to my wounds. Who knew love had the power of a shower of broken glass.
After pondering for a brief moment, my ears picked up on some rustling bushes behind me. I quickly turn my head around, only to see an extremely familiar alicorn, with a soft white coat.
“So the princess is here to finish me off, are you?” I said with a snarl.
“What are you talking about? I was, er... sleeping, and heard an impact of some sort. I rushed over here, hoping for companionship!” The odd mare regarded with a bright smile. Upon further inspection, I noticed that this mare's mane was not multi-hued like my nemesis’s, but a single, monotone pink.
“Why is your mane pink? The only difference that you and the equestrian princess of the sun have is that monotone pink mane, is it possible that you two are related?” I ask with a hint of curiosity, all traces of anger leaving my body.
“Well, you could say we are kind of related, but at the same time, not.” The odd mare said with a small blush creeping onto her features.
What could that mean? It was impossible there would not be records of another alicorn, much less one related to Celestia.
“Well what do you mean by that? There are no historical records of another alicorn.” I said with a hint of confusion in my voice.
“Oh, Celestia did a better job of erasing the knowledge of the event many years ago, I was hoping someone would recognize me. It’s a shame she forced me out of her mind, we would have been such great pals.” Said the Celesta doppelganger.
Now I was beyond confused. What did this mare mean? Was she a part of Celestia at one point? A wicked grin formed across my face. She was a part of Celestia, so she must know some of her weaknesses. For now, I thought it was a better idea to play along with her ramblings. Throughout my thought process, I failed to notice the odd mare apparently trying to resist moving. Her face a mixture of emotions, of resistance, a battle she was losing, as she ever so slowly inching over to me, with a look of fear replaced by one of mischief. By the time I snapped out of my trance, I saw she was gone. Quickly looking around, I saw no traces of her. Suddenly I felt a light breathing down my neck, with a quick nibble at my ear.
“Nice flank” I heard a voice full of lust say.
I felt my cheeks burn, as my muscles tensed. How did she move so fast?! I didn’t even hear the grass shift. Maybe she flew? I decided to bring my mind back to the topic of why she was on top of me. I thought I was forgetting something as I bucked her off of my back.
“You dare do that to the changeling queen?!” I yelled at her, face still a bright red. A sudden pain filled my body, as I remembered the various lacerations adorning my body. Pain filled my nerves as I let out a silent scream, before toppling over into the soft grass, and blacking out. My last though being what I had gotten myself into.
I awoke in what appeared to be a well-furnished cave. Taking a look around, I saw a variety of common house-hold items. From chairs to paintings, even a fireplace! My ears pricked up, picking up the sound of distant hoof steps. I decided to feign I was still unconscious. The sound of the hooves where about 10 paces away now, and I though a quick peek at who or what it was would not hurt. I saw that odd mare, standing in full glory, in what appeared to be a rather tight nurse uniform. My single open eye did a double-take on her figure. Such slender neck, beautiful elongated face. Such curvy fla- my eye immediately shut. Out of all the things I could look at, I looked at her flank. Why would I do that!? I fought the incoming blush, hoping I still appeared unconscious. What I heard next surprised me.
"No, no, no, I can't do that! I just met her. I want to have a friendship first before mindless molestation!" I heard her apparently talk to herself.
After a brief moment of silence, I heard her say, "Well, she is kinda cute, I guess a small kiss would not matter. She is unconscious right now anyways."
My mind scattered, thinking what to do. I could suddenly wake up, and put my own bits for protest, or I could let it happen. As soon as I agreed on what to do, it was too late. My eyes shot open, and before words could come from my mouth, I felt a soft pair of lips touch my own. My mind screamed at me to fight, to protest. My body had other ideas. I let out a soft moan as I felt her tongue enter my own mouth. The kiss lasted for a full 40 seconds, at the end of it she saw I had my eyes open, and a look of worry on her face. I hardly noticed her expressions, too focused on the fact that it was my first kiss. Sure, I was around the same age as celestial herself, but that did not mean we shared the same experiences. The shock of it being my first sent my mind tumbling down into nothing but darkness.
Before my head hit the rather soft pillow, I heard the mare say "See Intentions! This is why we can't have nice things!"