//------------------------------// // Protean by Bekdontraz // Story: Tainted Love: A Twysalis Prompt Tag Collab // by Foals Errand //------------------------------// by Bekdontraz “Are you sure about this?” I ask the little unicorn, of course I knew the answer already I could feel her eagerness at my offer. She was practically glowing with the build up of emotions. I was most certain that if I pinned her to the wall and drained her, she would be the most tasty morsel I’d ever tasted. Now that I’d had the thought though, I doubted I’d drain her if I pinned her down. “Y...yes, Its just Protean Magic is forbidden to most Mages. The likelihood of failure and…..mishaps is too great,” Her voice startles me out of my imaginings and I had to struggle to catch up with myself once more. “That is why I am here, I will….” I pause for a moment searching for a better word, I doubt impregnate would be a good choice, before settling on, “Infuse you with my changeling magic. It is an old technique not used by any of the hives in this age. It will plant a seed of our energies in you. I can then teach you to draw on that, and infuse your own magics with it to allow you to change almost as easily as any of my children,” Again I feel a wash of resentment from her, but I brush it off and focus on my task. “Are you really sure about this Twilight Sparkle? Only your Princess will be able to undo what I am doing to you.” I say fixing my gaze on her. "I am” She answers standing firm under my gaze. I’m not sure if her own kind can see the same things in those deep pools of violet that I do. To me her eyes show the marks of a great mage, the swirling energies that she unleashes through her horn. It was then I made my choice, I’d throw caution to the wind. I lean in and press my lips to her’s and I can’t help but smile as our horns touch. A thrill shoots down my spine as my magic and her’s pulse together a bit of my own sliding down into her core. I hear her muffled gasp and then, to my surprise and pleasure she pressed back into my kiss. I let the kiss linger and enjoy myself, our tongues meeting for a few moments, before I pull back from her panting faintly for breath. “Th-” I start to speak before I am cut off by a slap across my muzzle. I stumble back blinking in surprise, and look up feeling a wash of mixed emotions from her. “Not without my permission.” She says glaring at me, with a luminescent blush across her cute little cheeks. The emotional colors are swirling around her pooling in her heart, and elsewhere. I have to remind myself what I was doing to keep myself from pouncing on her right then and there. “Then let us focus on our lesson. If you can master a changeling form, then we can visit this nice little place by the docks, if not I suppose you know of someplace I could take you.” I put on the airs of a Queen once more, but I feel a slight flutter in my chest from her feistiness. It had been years, since I’d taken a personal consort, I supposed working to earn one the pony way wouldn’t be a terrible burden. Did I mention she was adorable and tasted amazing? She smirks at me, “Deal, but you’ll go as a unicorn,” She says before closing her eyes. I see her horn spark, traces of green flame in her purple light. “It feels empty, hungry.” Her voice sounds worried, I was glad for that. Fear was a good feeling, it would keep her from pushing too fast. “Yes, that is why I caution you to only use this sparingly. Too much and you may become a…” Again I search for a term, “A zombie I suppose is the best way to put it. You would become lost in the hunger, you might retain your form, or become more like my children, but you need not worry. You will only truly risk it if you exhaust yourself using the seed.” She nods and looks to me. I see the fear flowing away under a new wave of eagerness. She was soon glowing with determination. “Alright, what now?” She asks smiling her horn still glowing, I see the green traces becoming more pronounced as I begin my instruction. I’d often found watching unicorn magic fascinating, the build up from their core and cutie marks, channeling through their bodies and released through their horns. “Focus on the seed, feel it and then feel yourself becoming something else. Use your memories of my drones as a template.” I watch the glow in her magic core start to glow more brightly as the seed was drawn on. She nods again and begins her try. I expect her first attempt to fail but instead she is engulfed in flames of purple and green. I’m almost blinded by the bright magics, but through the glare I see her body shift. My eyes water as I look away from her and I feel my breath taken away as I clear them “By the Ancestors” I mutter looking at her. She was gorgeous.