A Small Problem
Loud groans echoed throughout the small bathroom, the source being a dreadfully sick changeling named Blink. The chitin around her cheeks was tinted green as she hunched over the toilet, trembling as a result of how horrible she felt. The poor ling could hardly move without experiencing waves of nausea, her ears folded back in discomfort.
She felt as if she hadn’t eaten any food in months—which was ridiculous. Her last meal was three days ago, so she shouldn’t have been hungry for at least another week.
A flash of extreme hunger suddenly spread throughout her gut, causing her to lean down and gag into the bowl. Nothing came out, but the dry heaving that followed didn’t seem to get the memo.
As her stomach convulsed and twisted in a miasma of horrible feelings, she couldn't help but wonder why this was happening. Was she being punished for something? Did she contract some form of rare ponyville malignant?
Was she going to die?
Hot tears streamed down her muzzle as the cramps grew in intensity, her wings buzzing uncontrollably at the sheer magnitude of her discomfort. She couldn’t imagine things getting any worse.
Blink cried out as the pain spiked, going from a mixture of hunger and sickness to feeling as if her stomach was trying to escape her throat. The spasm was so great that her vision swam, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the bathroom floor, unable to catch herself. Now sprawled out across from the toilet, she curled up, making her tail almost touch her muzzle, accepting that this was where she would die. She was sure of it.
Then the worse heave of all hit her. The few moments felt like eternity, making her wish she was dead already. Moments later, an incredibly uncomfortable build up of pressure in her throat made itself known. Placing a hoof to her neck, she could have sworn something was traveling up her esophagus. Eyes wide with dread, she realized it wasn't her imagination.
Now panicking more than she had ever done in her life, she tried to think of a way to get it out. Anything. Before she could even fully comprehend what was happening, she felt the object squeeze past her windpipe, making it impossible to take a breath.
Scratch her previous statement: this was her end.
Desperate and running out of air, Blink pounded her chest as hard as she could, hoping that it might dislodge the block in her airways. To her utter relief, the clog was forced out of her on the third punch, making a wet splat as it impacted the bathroom floor. Blink could have sworn she heard an “oof” of discomfort.
In shock, the changeling barely reacted as the foreign thing she spit up began speaking in a small, but nonetheless bossy, tone, “Stupid pony! Why weren’t you eating?! I gave you all the warnings I could, and then some! Are you anorexic or—” The little creature clamped her mouth shut as she made eye contact with Blink, her small, golden eyes widening completely. “Oh. Whoops. You-you’re not a pony.” She squinted, her long tail twitching in apparent agitation. “Wait a minute... I could have sworn you were a pony when I crawled inside!” she accused while pointing a small, black hoof at the massive—to her perspective—creature.
After a few gasping breaths, Blink recovered and was able to get a good look at the strange hooved quadrapod before her. Its body was a uniform black, with a red streak down the middle ending with splotches on the sides. For a mane, it had an uncommon blend of dark and bright red hair, the two colors contrasting nicely with the rest of its body. With a feminine pitch to its voice, in addition to its mare-like facial structure, Blink could confidently assert that it was most likely female.
All that combined with the uncanny expressions, emotions, and quadrupedal limbs meant she was basically a pony that you could hold in your hoof. Well, that was what Blink would have concluded if it weren’t for the creature’s tail, which was twice the length of her minuscule body and reminded her more of a snake than anything. Blink thought she was kind of cute if she were honest.
But none of that mattered to the changeling who felt like she swallowed hot coals—her stomach bloated and felt like it was full of rocks. No, all she knew was this was the little bitch who caused her to suffer over the past couple days.
She got off the ground on shaky legs and stared down at the parasite. The thing gave her a nervous grin, her eyes flicking around for an exit point. “So, um, no hard feelings, right?”
Blink responded by folding her ears back and baring her fangs, making sure to look as threatening as possible. Naturally, the small equine-like jumped at the sudden hostility.
Glancing toward the door and tensing her limbs, the creature readied herself for a mad dash. There was only one chance to escape, so she had to make it count. Who knew what the changeling would do to her if she failed?
Almost faster than Blink could follow, she scurried to the bathroom door and leaped onto the doorknob, attempting to turn it with her powerful tail. For a moment she thought she might get away. Sadly for her, the changeling had magic.
“No! Let me go; let me go; let me go!” the little thing shrieked as a green aura ripped her from the door and dangled her upside down by her tail. She was brought right up to the changeling’s big, blue eyes.
“Listen here, you little shit,” Blink practically snarled. “You caused me no small amount of suffering these past couple days.” Her eyes narrowed to slits and, as a consequence, the little creature grew pale. “I’m not a pony; I don’t do forgiveness.” The creature’s pupils were microscopic, such was the palpable fear coursing through her very being.
She tried defending herself, “No, no, no! You weren’t supposed to be in any pain, just a bit hungry, so I—”
“Shut. Up,” she hissed through clenched teeth, cutting off the hyperventilating creature. Blink knew she was letting anger control her, but at that point she welcomed it. It made things easier.
It struggled in her grip, desperate to get away; Blink’s magical grasp remained steady. Unshakable.
“You violated me. Me! Oh the Queen, you were in my stomach...” Blink shuddered, feeling extremely dirty at the thought. “How did you even get inside me?”
“Um, remember when you were sleeping by that pond a couple days ago?” The parasite grinned nervously, trying not to shake like a leaf. “Yeah, I kind of crawled down your throat…”
“How dare you!” Blink exclaimed, aghast at the very thought. She did indeed sleep near a pond in Whitetail Woods, but that was only because it was on her way home from the hive after returning with love. If she knew there was the risk of contracting a parasite she never would rested there.
Leaning in until her fangs were only a hoof’s length from the parasite’s head, she began to growl, making the threat clear. While she wouldn’t actually kill the creature, she felt some form of punishment was in order. A good scare seemed reasonable enough.
In the face of such a terrifying sight, the creature lost control of her bladder. It started as a trickle but quickly increased to a powerful torrent of urine that splashed the changeling directly in her face.
“Augh! What the buck?!” Blink’s magical control flickered as the small amount of fluid impacted her nose. Panicking, she quickly turned the creature around, directing the stream in the opposite direction.
Despite the seriousness of the situation she currently found herself in, the tiny being sighed with relief. She didn’t realize just how badly she had to go, but now that she started she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to. The warm liquid felt delightful coming out of her near-microscopic urethra. However, she knew she had to apologize, else risk the ire of the fuming changeling. So, while still relieving herself onto the bathroom floor, she looked behind her and into the giant being’s eyes.
“I’m, so, so sorry! I can’t stop...” She grinned nervously at the giant bug pony, whose nictitating membrane twitched in agitation. She gulped, realizing that peeing on her wasn’t even the main issue. “I-I promise to never crawl inside you without your permission again,” she tried weakly.
“Without permission?” Blink repeated, scoffing at the very idea. “Who in their right mind would give you permission?”
“W-well, we Alp-Luachra make an excellent weight-loss plan!” she joked, shivering a little as the flow of urine slowed to a dribble before ceasing completely.
Now that the threat of being urinated on had passed, Blink turned the Alp-Luachra back around and gave her a deadpan stare. The parasite resumed squirming.
Blink’s anger simmered down a bit at the horrid joke, but she groaned nonetheless. “Ugh, just stop moving so much and I’ll let you explain why I shouldn’t just flush you down the toilet or something.” The creature grew stiff at the apparent threat.
“F-flush me?” she repeated with a stutter. “B-but that’s horrible! I-I-I wouldn’t be able to find my way out! Please don’t do that!” she looked at her with big, tear-filled eyes. “I just wanted somewhere to live, I-I didn’t mean you any harm!”
The sudden blast of sorrow and fear was too much for Blink, and she couldn’t handle antagonizing her any longer. A hint of pity to crept up on her, invading her mind and making her want to help the creature.
“Okay, okay! I won’t flush you!” she hurriedly promised. “Please stop crying!”
She sniffled. “R-really? Phew, I was worried for a second.” Her attitude and emotions did a complete one-eighty, the small body growing lax in Blink’s grip. She wiped the tears from her eyes, her stomach growling moments later. “So, um, can you help me find a pony? I kind of need somepony to feed off of, otherwise I’ll starve!”
Her heart went out for her as the parallels between them grew, but Blink still shook her head. “Sorry, but no. I’m not going to risk anypony linking me with you if you get caught. Besides, I’m still mad.” She huffed, even if she wasn’t feeling it anymore. Sure, she was pissed at the situation of the last couple days, but how could she blame something that had such a similar lifestyle to hers? Changelings may feed off love, while these creatures feed off another being’s food, but they both required others for survival. Were they really that different?
“You don’t eat for days, and now you deny my source of food? You’re mean!” the Alp-Luachra exclaimed. Her stomach growled once again, making her clutch her belly with an accompanying groan.
Blink looked at the pained creature and had to admit she looked kind of cute—if she ignored the rancid smell of the stomach acid which dripped off her. It was in that moment Blink realized just how thankful she was for her species’ poor sense of smell. She could only imagine what the aroma would be like for a pony.
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t feed you, just that I won’t help you squirm your way into a new host,” Blink defended herself. Something in the back of her mind screamed that she shouldn’t have to explain herself to a parasite, but she ignored it. “Can’t you eat normal food?”
“But that costs bits!” she whined. “I can’t hold a job. Who would hire me? Heck, I can’t even carry a purse!”
Blink hummed to herself, conceding that she had a point. But maybe…
“If I gave you some of my food, would you eat it?” Blink asked and immediately her ‘guests’ ears stood straight up, a wide grin spreading across her muzzle. Well, her ears technically stood straight down considering that she was being held upside down.
“I’d eat just about anything right now! So hungry...” As if to prove her point, her stomach rumbled louder than before. “It has to be mashed up, though.”
“Ah, I don’t have anything like that here,” Blink admitted. “What if I bought some foal food? Would you like that?”
“That would be perfect!” A small trickle of affection radiated from the creature at the prospect of getting fed. The emotions gave Blink an idea.
“Maybe we could help each other out? I have something you want, and you have something I could use. Getting rid of you would be counter-productive.” The way she phrased the offer was a bit too business like for her tastes. Nonetheless, the alp-luachra appeared to be paying attention, so Blink continued, “All I ask in return for giving you shelter is that you remain affectionate.”
One of her small ears twitched. “Um, what? How could that possibly help you?”
“You’re joking, right?” Blink asked in disbelief. The alp-luachra shook her head, to which Blink to sputtered in response, “You seriously don’t you know that changelings feed off emotion?”
“Really?!” she exclaimed in awe. “I thought that was a myth! Wow...” From her upside down vantage point, she now saw Blink in a whole new light. “Is that why you don’t eat much?”
“You’re not scared?” Blink asked, honestly shocked. “Ponies find this fact horrifying.”
She shook her head. “Nah. It’s weird, but not scary. It’s not like you drain ponies dry or anything—that would be silly!”
“Yeah, silly,” Blink agreed with a chuckle, hoping she didn’t sound as nervous as she felt. She hoped she never found out what desperate changelings can do…
After a few moments of complementation, the little creature’s eyes widened and she let out a long gasp of delight. “Wait, I seriously only have to be affectionate and you’ll let me stay? That’s it?!”
Blink nodded. “Pretty much. I’ve been struggling to gather enough love for myself, so it’ll allow me to focus on my quota for the hive. While not quite as satisfying as love, your bubbly personality makes your affection pretty filling.” Sighing, she thought about why she was even considering this. “Ever since the invasion, ponies have been a bit more careful with who they trust. I’d say it’s a win-win for the both of us.” Blink thought it was rather clever, actually. Instead of being parasites, they could be symbiotic. Besides, it’s not like the little thing could eat that much.
“Does this mean I can live in your stomach?” she hopefully asked, her tail wagging against the magical hold. The prospect of having a willing host filled her with excitement. “I-I promise to send you as much love as I can!”
Blink responded instantly, perhaps a bit more sharply than she’d intended, “That isn’t going to happen. Ever.”
“B-but everything’s so cold out here!” Her body shook as if to prove her point. “I need a stomach to live in!” She stared at her pitifully, her eyes wide and ears folded back.
“No,” Blink declared. “Nuh-uh. You are not living in my stomach.”
The Alp-Luachra started to tear up, her emotions turning sour once again.
“I-I’ll do anything, please!” she begged. “I just want a home!”
Blink sighed at the heart wrenching display. Was there any way she could help the distraught alp-luachra, yet keep her away from her stomach? Blink wasn’t sure, but she still took a few moments to think. It didn’t take her long to come up with a solution.
“Look, I’m never allowing you in my stomach, but maybe we can come to a compromise?”
Still sniffling, the little creature tilted her head. “W-what do you mean?”
Blink bit her lip, wondering if this will sound as crazy as she thought it did. She wasn’t sure where the idea came from, but she felt like it could work. No matter how weird it was. “Changeling’s lay eggs. And, well, we do it inside other changelings’ wombs. It’s more efficient that way. This means that, unlike ponies, we lack a cervix.”
The little parasite tilted her head in confusion. “That’s, um, cool? But what does this have to do with anything?”
Blink rolled her eyes. “My point is, changelings can theoretically carry anything within their wombs, not just eggs. In fact, the process of inserting something feels quite nice. So I was thinking…” Her wings involuntarily buzzed due to nerves, the idea sounding strange even to her. “Maybe you could hitch a ride whenever you’re ready to sleep? Might take some getting used to, but it's the only place I can think of that might feel similar to stomach."
The acid covered parasite had the audacity to give her a look of disgust.
Blink scoffed. “Don’t look at me like that, miss ‘I crawl inside pony stomachs and eat partially digested food’.”
The creature narrowed her eyes and childishly stuck her tongue out at the changeling.
“First of all, don’t knock it ‘til you try it. Secondly, It’s not just ponies who can host me. Other animals are fine as well.” Then she mumbled almost too quietly for Blink to make out, “Apparently changelings make horrible hosts, though.”
“I heard that,” Blink said with a smirk, starting to warm up to the parasite. “So, are you going to take your own advice and not ‘knock it ‘til you try it’?”
The little thing groaned. “Whatever. Just let me down; my tail is killing me!”
Blink nodded in agreement and gently placed her on the ground. Now free of Blink's grasp, she scampered over to the changeling's side and rubbed herself against one of Blink's hind legs. Consequently, this also smeared various fluids across Blink's shell, something the changeling did not appreciate
“Ugh, stop it!” Blink demanded, trying to shake her away. “You’re going to make me smell! What are you even doing?
“Trying to get warm, duh.” She continued to nuzzle Blink’s legs. Finding a leg hole, she didn’t even think twice before crawling inside.
“This is toasty!” she noted, enjoying the sudden warmth she found herself in. “What are these holes for?”
Blink jerked at the strange feeling, really not liking how the alp-luachra felt in there.
The hollow compartments were her body’s heat regulators, the shape acting as a wind tunnel to generate airflow, cooling her blood. It was not meant for little creatures to crawl in. As a result, the alp-luachra was simultaneously heating her leg by blocking any airflow and scratching at her sensitive nerves. Blink winced at the small pangs, not to mention how hot her leg was getting.
“Get. Out,” Blink said with clenched teeth and bucked her leg to try and shake her away. It had little effect. “Y-you’re hurting me,” she tried again, this time actually hissing at the sharp pain.
The little equine swiftly crawled out of her leg hole, allowing Blink the opening to rub it with a hoof. She hated it when her leg holes were touched.
The creature sagged a little, her emotions telling Blink that she felt guilty. “Oh, sorry… I-I didn’t know. My senses just told me it was hot, so I went for it.”
Blink sighed for what felt like the tenth time that day. “Okay, fine. Just don’t do it again. How about I make you a hot bath? Queen knows you need one.” Blink lifted her hind leg and noticed something slimy dripping from the hole the Alp-Luachra was in. She groaned. “Ugh. Thanks to you, I need one as well. But you’re taking the sink.”
“Can you feed me first?” she hopefully asked.
“I can’t go out smelling like a changeling’s stomach,” Blink insisted, aghast at the very idea. “Ponies would talk and start avoiding the ‘smelly mare’. I wouldn’t be able to collect love ever again.” At the creature’s dejected look, Blink sighed. “Can’t you just eat solid food? I have some in my kitchen for whenever I have guests over.”
“I guess if you chewed it up first.” She looked up and gave a faux grin, showing off her small set of equine teeth, her tail shifting as she balanced herself. “My teeth can’t bite through anything that isn’t mushed.”
Blink found it kind of gross, but she could deal with it. It’s not like she was the one who had to eat someone else’s food.
“I can do that. Let me turn the sink’s faucet on and I’ll go get you a carrot or something.” She walked to the bathroom’s door, twisting the handles of the faucet with her magic in the process. She waited until the sink fully filled up with luke-warm water and then levitated the Alp-luachra off the ground.
“H-hey! Put me down!” she insisted while squirming her entire body every which way, her tail curling around her body. Blink ignored the demand as she plopped the small animal in the sink, submerging her completely.
Blink felt a small sense of satisfaction as the creature breached the surface and squirted out a thin stream of water, squeaking with indignation. With a smug grin, she grabbed a bottle of hoof soap and poured it into the sink, causing the Alp-luachra to whine once more. Oh, the little things in life.
“Stay here and clean yourself. I’ll be back in a jiffy.” Just as she was about to leave, she noticed the alp-luachra extending her tongue towards one of the soap bubbles, extremely close to licking it. “Please don’t. I’m not sure how experienced you are with soap, but trust me: it won’t taste how it smells.” With that said, along with a chuckle, she opened the door and walked out of the bathroom, shutting it behind her with a soft click.
Left all by her lonesome, the alp-luachra retracted her tongue and silently fumed in the admittedly comfortable sink. The soap quickly dispersed throughout the water, clinging to her skin and making her feel cleaner than she'd ever been before. Sniffing herself, she noticed the lingering scent of blueberries, the persistent aroma making her stomach grumble. She whimpered.
No wonder Blink warned her not to taste the soap: it smelled delicious.
She splashed around in the soapy water for a few minutes, even twirling to keep herself preoccupied, but her stomach kept grumbling, reminding her that she hadn’t eaten in almost two days. It was extremely hard to ignore, especially given how fast her metabolism was.
“Stupid changeling and her stupid eating habits,” she whispered as she slammed her hooves down into the water, generating a small splash. “Why was she sleeping next to a pond, anyways? Stupid.”
Ten unbearably long seconds went by—an eternity to the bathing creature. She needed something to preoccupy herself; anything to get her mind off the fact that she could have been inside a pony stomach right now. The amount of food she missed out on, it was unbearable.
"Stupid, stupid!" She lifted her tail and smacked herself across the face with it. "Ouch!" She told herself that the brief pain was her punishment for committing such an 'obvious' blunder.
Her stomach grumbled at the reminder of her empty gut. With a groan, she slowly submerged herself until only her nose was above the water. She couldn't help but childishly giggle at the trapped bubbles that escaped from underneath her tail. The laughter was short lived, however, as her stomach roared its disapproval, desperate for something to fill its gaping void.
The hunger was so overwhelming that she briefly considered just escaping down the sink’s drain and taking her chances, but she quickly crushed the thought, incinerating it for good measure. She vividly remembered the last time she’d been down a drain: it was one of the worst experiences of her life. Partially digested food was yummy, but various bodily fluids and toxic waste mixed into a sludge? The memory sent shivers down her spine.
For the next few seconds, she swam in circles, her little legs tucked to her chest as she propelled herself using her powerful tail. Her movements were similar to that of a snake, her body undulating from side to side like a wave. She giggled each time she made it to the rim and used her hind legs to push off the walls, propelling herself faster than ever.
While swimming around the sink was entertaining for a good fifteen seconds, it quickly bored her. Ceasing her movements, she relaxed her muscles and let herself float to the surface, sighing as she stretched out on her back. With nothing else to do, she decided it was a good enough time as any to please herself. Anything to get her mind off the hunger. She usually masturbated whenever she was bored or relaxed, which considering how she lived, that was quite often. There was also the fact she hadn’t had a mate before, meaning the urge to have her eggs fertilized was always at the back of her mind.
Now comfortable and decently aroused, she absentmindedly crept a hoof between her legs and cupped her vulva, shivering in delight as the touch sent a tingle through her loins. She started by rubbing herself in slow circles, her tail reflexively twitching at the subtle jolts of pleasure. It didn’t completely get rid her of the hunger pains, but it sure helped take her mind off them.
As the alp-luachra pleasured herself, she imagined another of her species swimming up to her and engaging in a tight hug. He swiftly intertwined his tail with hers and aligned his genital slit with her pussy and, with a thrust of his hips, easily penetrated her slick snatch with his long and thick cock. She cooed and licked his muzzle in delight as he gyrated his hips against hers, the motion simultaneously scratching her inner walls and stimulating her outer lips.
She wasn’t entirely sure that was how sex worked (even if something inside her screamed it was), but the arousing thought nonetheless ignited a dull warmth throughout her body, making her wish she could experience it for herself.
Realizing that she could make the fantasy even better, she grasped her swishing tail in her hooves and brushed the tip across her folds, the limb feeling exactly how she expected a nice, juicy cock to feel. She slowly pushed the tail inside, stretching her hot, clenching passage to the absolute limit, each millimeter of the squirming limb feeling better than the last.
Deeper and deeper her tail went, until, with a wince, she realized she might have pushed a bit too far, the tip now prodding the entrance to her uterus. Her insides clung to her tail as she pulled it out, the brief jab at her cervix morphing into waves of pleasure. With a pop, her tail slipped out of her completely, her pussy quivering at the emptiness. Grinning at the sight of her gaping slit, she slammed the tail back inside and moaned as her vagina eagerly engulfed the prehensile limb.
The water around her sloshed about as she fucked herself, each thrust of her tail met midway by her own humping motions. She panted at the physical exertion, but it felt too good to stop as her peak rapidly approached, hunger all but forgotten. Even her clitoris was getting in on the action, given how her tail just barely brushed along it with every thrust. It may not have winked like a mare’s clitoris did, but she could have sworn it was tensing up as the pressure inside her tummy increased to the bursting point.
She arched her back as something snapped within her, resulting in a cascade of pleasure that rippled throughout her body. She imagined a load of cum coating her insides as her pussy clamped down on her tail, again and again, each contraction accompanied by a jolt that electrified her vagina and made her limbs tingle.
She couldn’t even keep her tail steady in her euphoric state, causing it to slip out of her and uncontrollably splash about. This allowed her juices to freely rush out of her pulsating passage, mixing with the water in a thick soup that quickly dispersed. She giggled at the amazing orgasm and rubbed her clitoris in an attempt to prolong the feeling.
Moments later, the door opened with a loud creak as the changeling re-entered the bathroom, a carrot held in her glimmering green aura. “Okay, I got your food. Let me chew it up and—” Blink’s magic winked out as she witnessed the alp-luachra going to town on her snatch, the carrot falling to the floor with a quiet thud. “W-what are you doing in my sink?” she eventually asked.
Continuing to rub her clitoris as she felt another orgasm coming along, she gazed up into Blink’s eyes with a beaming grin. “I”m having an amazing orgasm, duh!” With a cute little moan, she clenched high thighs together and shuddered, her hoof’s motions growing jerky. “Ohhh, there we go, just a bit more.”
To Blink’s growing confusion, the alp-luachra’s actions stirred something inside her. She clenched her thighs together as she felt herself growing wet, the sensation causing her to bite her lip. She didn’t know why, but the sight of such a small creature casually rubbing her minuscule slit aroused her greatly. Blink knew that less than a half-hour ago she hated the thing, yet seeing her like this—that was something else. Something… exotic.
She had to have a taste.
But before Blink did anything, she realized that she hadn’t even asked what her name was. “Hey, I know this is a weird time to be asking this, but what’s your name?”
Even as her second orgasm rushed through her, she responded nonetheless, “I don’t—hmmm—have a name.”
“What?!” she asked in surprise. “How could you not have a name?”
“Alp-luachra don’t raise their—oh yeah—kids. Heck, the only reason I even know how to—ahh—speak is because a young colt accidently swallowed me when I was a larva.” She paused as she took deep, shuddering breaths, her body shaking in obvious pleasure. “I don’t remember the exact details, as it was a long time ago, but the first thing I do remember is the colt’s warm stomach and his constant chatter.” She actually slowed down hoof’s motions as she spoke, her emotions radiating nostalgia. “Such a nice, healthy colt with the snuggest stomach I’ve ever been it.”
Blink grimaced at the mental image. “Ugh, please don’t talk about your hosts like that—it’s disgusting.” However, it wasn’t enough to quite turn her off. The alp-luachra’s squirming body and the rapid motions of her hoof against her cunt were more than enough to send Blink into a simmering heat. Trying to ignore her own arousal, Blink continued with an idea, “Would it be okay if I named you? I really don’t want to have to keep thinking of you as your species. Maybe something like, uh, Allie,” she uttered after a moment of thought, the name flowing from her lips and coming from seemingly no where at all. “Does that sound okay? It’s not a very changeling name, but I think it fits you.”
The newly-named alp-luachra ceased her hoof’s motions as her body grew stiff, and Blink was instantly bombarded by the influx of emotions breaking through Allie’s fog of lust: confusion, joy, doubt, longing... hope. All this and more fought for dominance in the thick miasma that was her emotions before a single feeling rose above them all: gratitude.
Almost faster than Blink could, well, blink, Allie swam to the edge of the sink, tensed her haunches and launched herself into the air with a powerful thrust of her tail; heading straight for the wide-eyed changeling. Allie’s sud-covered form attached herself to Blink’s muzzle an instant later and gave her the best hug she could.
“Thank you so much!” Tears of happiness streamed down Allie’s cheeks as she stared into the changeling’s eyes, her tail curling around Blink’s chin. “A name? Wow…” she trailed off. “I-I can be a person now.”
Blink was deeply affected by the strong emotions intended for her. Allie’s praise, gratitude, and yes, love: all of it energized, yet dazed her.
“I take it you like the name?” Blink asked with a giggle, obviously knowing the answer. Allie squeezed her muzzle even tighter in response, her cute little eyes sparkling with joy. Blink couldn’t help but smile at the sight. If she didn’t know any better, she could have sworn the creature was using some form of emotional manipulation on her, yet she detected nothing. She must have been that adorable.
Allie rested her head against the top of Blink’s nose and said, “It’s just, no host has ever been nice to me, you know?” Blink hummed her acknowledgment, causing Allie to giggle at the vibrations. “At first, you were all scary and mean, but then you were all like,” she scrunched up her muzzle and made what would have been an insulting impression of Blink if her voice weren’t so high, “I’ll give you a home and some food. Oh, by the way, here’s a name!”
She paused as if thinking, before her eyes widened as her stomach growled. She rubbed her belly against Blink at the pang of hunger and whined, “Where’s the food?”
“Oh, uh, I kind of dropped it,” Blink said sheepishly as she lit her horn, easily picking it back up. It was obviously filthy, being on the floor and all, so she cast a sterilization spell, killing anything on the surface and getting rid of all the grime. It also had the side-effect of destroying the outermost cells of the carrot, which flaked off to unveil fresh orange underneath (the spell was not used to clean Allie for this very reason). “There, good as new!”
She took a bite of the carrot, making sure to give herself pony molars in the process. It tasted as bland as pony food usually did when she wasn’t hungry, but she assumed Allie would enjoy it.
With her mouth full, she continued talking in a garbled, yet understandable, manner, “Let me drain the sink so I can spit your, uh, dinner in it.” She pulled the plug of the sink with a telekinetic tug and waited for the sink to drain.
The alp-luachra jumped off Blink’s nose once the sink was fully drained of water, and eagerly waited for her food with as she hung along the sink’s rim.
Once Blink felt the carrot was properly chewed up, she spat the glob out near the drain of the sink, making sure to quickly look away so she didn’t have to see it. As quick as a parasprite, Allie lunged into the mush, moaning as she devoured the contents.
Less than a minute later, Allie produced a loud burp and said, “Thanks! That was really good.”
Blink turned to look at her and instantly regretted it. As it turned out, Alp-luachra were not clean eaters. At all. She didn’t know why she expected anything less. It occurred to her that making Allie eat in the easily cleanable sink was the best idea she had all night.
“I’m going to turn the faucet back on, and I expect you to wash yourself off,” Blink said while turning the sink’s handles to an equal amount hot and cold. “Okay?”
“Kay,” Allie responded and slowly crawled over to the stream of water. She cautiously stuck a hoof under the downpour to make sure it wasn’t too cold. Deciding the water was just right, she started to bathe herself, the remains of her meal easily coming off her scaly skin.
As Allie cleaned herself up, Blink decided to follow her lead and headed for her bathtub. On the way over, she noticed the small amount of urine on the floor. Crinkling her nose at the faint smell of ammonia, she prepared herself to clean it up. Luckily, she was able to easily soak it up with a small towel. She would have used magic, but she knew all it would have done was separate the water from the rest of the urine, creating a horrible, smelly substance.
After throwing the hoof-towel in the small hamper by the door, she twisted the bathtub’s faucet until the water was just barely steaming and climbed in as the tub was in the process of filling up.
Blink sighed as she stretched out on her back, loving the way the warm water slowly crept up her thighs. Her wings buzzed as she unfurled them, allowing the thin limbs to become submerged in the comforting heat. She even put her hind legs under the torrent of water in order to feel it pour through her leg holes, the sensation both tingly and relaxing.
She levitated a bottle of bubble bath over to the faucet and squirted a good amount in the rushing water, giggling as the bubbles quickly started to form and stick to her shell.
As the water level raised higher than her belly, she shut the faucet off and sighed, sinking down until she was neck-deep in the water, numerous bubbles clinging to her chin. Truly, was this the best way to end such a strange day.
“Wow, those bubbles look so cool! Can I come in? Pleeease?” Blink cracked an eye open and glanced to her left. As expected, there was Allie, her hooves dangling off the edge of the tub, her eyes wide with wonder as she popped bubbles with her tongue. She appeared clean, so Blink didn’t see the harm in letting her in.
“I guess, just don’t—” Allie was off like a rocket and dove into the water with a splash, causing a small amount of water to soak the floor “—make a splash.” Blink groaned as the little creature swam between her legs and enjoyed what, to her, was a small and heated pond. “At least the splash wasn’t too big...”
Allie was having a blast. The sink might have been fun, but a whole bathtub? Now that was the life. Even with how crowded it was, she still had ample room to jet around the changeling’s legs. Sure, it was hard to breathe in the hot water, but that hardly mattered considering she could easily resurface if she were suddenly out of breath.
A few second later, Allie resurfaced and climbed onto Blink’s belly, her wagging tail tickling the changeling’s chitin as her head peeked out of the bubbles.
“Hey, what’s your name?” the alp-luachra asked with a tilt of her head, her tail holding still for once. “I don’t think you ever told me…”
“Huh, must have forgotten,” she responded with a small frown, realizing that she totally spaced it. “I’m Blink.”
“Okay, cool!” Allie simply said, before tensing her launching and diving right back underwater.
Blink giggled at the hyperactive creature and closed her eyes once more, sighing as she basked in the warmth of the bath water. She was still a bit aroused, as such she couldn’t help but think back to how Allie was pleasuring herself. It was a novel sight to witness a tiny hoof grinding against an equally tiny vulva, especially while Allie squirmed in orgasmic pleasure.
Allie paused her swimming and let the water flow through her nose, a strange musky scent taking all her attention. After a bit of investigating, it appeared to be coming from between Blink’s legs. She put two and two together and realized that Blink must have been growing aroused.
She swam to the source and pressed a hoof against it, only to come into contact with hard chitin. It was dark, but this close up she was able to see what she was touching; a black slit, which she assumed to be Blink’s labia. Although, she was confused as to why it was so hard. Looking down, Allie noticed that the opening to the vagina was parted somewhat, showing inner green flesh. Even further below, she could just barely make out Blink’s protruded anus, the dark flesh crinkled and folded inwards to the center.
Allie found it kind of hot if she were honest, the sight making her own vagina twinge with desire. Maybe living inside her womb wouldn’t be so bad if this is the sight I get to see every time I go in. She reasoned to herself.
With a split second of indecision, Allie realized that now would be a great time to try out Blink’s womb. Maybe even get her new friend off in the process. She wouldn’t mind if Blink helped her orgasm, so she assumed the same logic applied in reverse.
With a grin, she stabilized herself by wrapping her tail around Blink’s thick anus—the changeling’s entire body jerked at the contact—and used her hind-legs to part Blink’s tough outer labia. Water rushed inside the now parted lips, before being ejected as the inner walls clamped shut. Blink’s anus kept spasming as Allie tightened her grip on it, the alp-luachra trying to keep steady while Blink reacted violently to the unexpected sensations.
Allie inserted a single foreleg and instantly felt the extreme heat of Blink’s insides around her limb. Not stopping there, she slipped another leg inside. Now firmly wedged between the muscular walls of Blink’s vagina, Allie released her tail’s hold on Blink’s anus, forcing the changeling to relax her sphincter. Moments later, she slid just the very tip of her tail across the opening to Blink’s puckered asshole and tickled the inner ring, which caused Allie to be swallowed by Blink’s pussy as the powerful passage instinctively constricted around her in reflex.
One moment Blink was drifting off to sleep as she thought about how nice it would feel to have Allie pleasure her, and the next moment her asshole was being squeezed while her labia plates were spread apart. Naturally, this caused her to jerk in surprise. Once she realized it was just Allie, however, she calmed down. In fact, the thought of filled her with excitement.
She whined a bit as Allie’s tail left its position around her anus, yet the touch of Allie brushing along her anus moments later sent a shiver up her spine. But that was nothing compared to the sensation of the small head entering her pussy. The little creature squirmed, oh did she squirm. It was like the best sex-toy she had ever felt, only more… real.
Inching a hoof between her legs, she felt around for Allie’s backside. Quickly finding her soft behind, Blink pushed, moaning as the small nudge against Allie’s rear caused the little creature to sink even deeper, the sensation making Blink clench down hard. Allie’s hind legs kicked against her hoof all the while, her tail wagging back and forth.
Allie was being squeezed from all sides by Blink’s soft pussy. The heat and pressure within the passage was imperious, making it extremely difficult to move a single limb. Each attempt caused the fleshy walls to clamp down, simultaneously pulling her deeper and keeping her in place.
With a squeak, Allie felt Blink’s hoof pressing against her rump, the soft underside of the limb encompassing her pussy. One shove later, and she was pushed so far inside that only her tail hung out of Blink’s tight lips. As a consequence, Allie’s slit was now rubbing against the inside of Blink’s vagina, the slick heat pressing against her without giving. Naturally, Allie began to hump against the flesh, her tail stimulating Blink’s outer lips as a consequence.
In almost no time at all, Allie was fully engulfed by Blink’s pussy. Only the very tip of her tail remained outside Blink’s folds. This deep, Allie encountered something new; a second slit, barring her from entering any further. She stuck out her tongue and gave it a brief lick, even nibbling on it a bit.
Blink felt a blast of pleasure ripple through her, originating from deep within her core. Another wave assaulted her moments later as something inside her was stretched to its very limit, the feeling forcing her to bite down on her hoof, else she screamed with delight. After a second of thought, she realized that the slit leading to her womb was being penetrated, a fact which caused her to clench her thighs tightly together, the pressure building faster than it ever had before.
She would never have imagined that something other than laying eggs could feel so good.
Was this what it felt like to receive another ling’s eggs? Blink wondered as the small creature wriggled into her tight womb, stretching her in ways she had never been stretched before. She curled her knees up to her stomach as she was roughly stretched by Allie’s body, each kick and twitch of the small being’s limbs scraping along her insides and giving her a jolt of pleasure, making it difficult to think.
The stimulation was too much for the changeling, causing her to cry out as she felt her insides clamp down around Allie. Blink rubbed her slit as fast as she could while her orgasm flowed through her, her contractions pulling Allie deeper and deeper.
Allie was surprised when the walls started to rhythmically clamp down around her, but she quickly put two and two together: Blink was having an orgasm. While her forelegs and head were already inside Blink’s stretchy womb, the rest of her body was being massaged in all the right places. Especially under her tail, where each compression of Blink’s powerful passage rubbed against her sensitive labia, stimulating everything about her. The flesh even parted her folds a bit, feeling as if it were trying to squirm inside her. It didn’t take long for her own peak to arrive.
The tightness built in Allie’s gut, until with a release of pressure and a blast of pleasure, her walls tightly squeezed together. Her tail whipped erratically as her insides contracted, the sensation causing her to see stars among the dark cavern that was Blink’s moist womb. The thrum of pleasure made it difficult to think, so she relaxed and allowed Blink's rapid contractions to pull her deeper. It didn't take long for her tail to slip by the outer slit and get pulled into the womb as well.
Blink’s womb was all-encompassing, conforming completely to Allie’s body. Luckily for the alp-luachra, it was stretchy, much more flexible than a stomach ever could be. The thick walls were also slick with fluids, allowing for some rotational movement in the well-lubricated environment. Leaving her tail inside Blink’s vagina for stabilization, she twisted around and pressed her hooves against every surface, quickly mapping out the dimensions of the muscular sack.
While exploring what very well might be her home for the given future, Allie pressed and rubbed her rear against the entrance to Blink’s vagina in an attempt to extend her orgasm. Sadly for her, the feelings of bliss were fleeting, causing her to groan in frustration. She promised herself that after she explored Blink’s insides she was going to ask the changeling to help bring her to another orgasm. She wondered what a changeling’s snake-like tongue would be like against her flesh.
Feeling around, she encountered no less than three other openings, the largest of which being directly above Blink’s vaginal canal. Allie wasn’t very familiar with her own reproductive anatomy, let alone a changeling’s, which meant she was oblivious to the purpose of the openings. However, the largest one tightly clenched shut as she brushed a hoof against it, making her curious.
As she rubbed the opening, she noticed that it felt a bit like Blink’s anus. And while it may not have been as thick as the muscular ring, it did have a similar thickness and give to it. Pushing her hoof firmly against the fleshy cavity, she squeaked as her foreleg was consumed all the way up her shoulder, causing a tremor of spasms to erupt around her. It was as if her leg were dipped in a vat of warm goo, the sphincter seemingly trying to pull her even deeper into the strange fluid-filled area.
An extremely sweet and appetizing smell invaded her nostrils as she carefully extracted her foreleg from the orifice. Once her hoof slipped out, the opening tightly clenched shut, but not before a small amount of fluid oozed out. She sniffed the liquid and gave it a lick. Oh my gosh, this is the best thing I have ever tasted! It’s like the perfect food!
Before she knew it, she had slurped up the substance and was now sucking at the opening to try and coerce more of the sweet-tasting fluid out. She needed more, and what better way than at the source? She inserted both her hooves within the fleshy ring and pushed outwards, gapping it just enough to slip her head inside.
“Ah, Allie! Whatever you are doing, please don’t stop!” Blink gasped out as another orgasm rippled throughout her. She wasn’t sure if the Alp-luachra could hear her, but at the point she hardly cared. It felt too good. Almost as if she were getting fertilized by another changeling moments before laying eggs.
Suddenly, Blink felt an immense pressure where her tucked away ovipositor resided. It gave way an instant later and, to Blink’s surprise and pleasure, her ovipositor sprung out of its pouch and grew to its full, throbbing length in moments.
As she stared at the long and majestic pseudo-cock now peeking through the bubbles, the black organ slightly sore from its unintended unfurl, she couldn’t help but stutter out, “W-what?! But I’m not due for eggs for at least another month! What’s going—” Blink gasped as she felt Allie’s weight shift inside her, the alp-luachra’s tail leaving her vagina as the small creature sunk even deeper. After a moment of thought, Blink realized what was happening: Allie must have crawled inside her ovipositor’s reproductive tract. More specifically, the part where a changeling’s highly nutritious jelly was produced.
“F-fuck,” Blink uttered as her insides began to powerfully contract and relax, pulling Allie along her insides as if she were an egg to be laid. Allie seemed to be struggling against her muscles, but it was no use as Blink could vividly feel her legs scraping further along her innards with each contraction, being pulled against her will. The changeling had never felt anything else like it.
Needing more, Blink wrapped her ovipositor in a blanket of magic and began to gently stroke it. She bucked her hips up into the green aura, each thrust gently pulling on the soft skin of her shaft and sending a tight jolt of sensation through her nethers. The external feelings of jerking herself off perfectly complemented Allie’s erratic movements inside her.
After a few seconds of pleasuring herself, Blink felt Allie squeezing into the base of her ovipositor, cranking the pleasure up a few notches and causing her to involuntarily clench down in delight. Green fluid steadily oozed from her tip and dripped down her shaft, but the flow ceased the instant Allie entered her ovipositor fully, and instead a massive pressure began to build. Pressing a hoof against the base of her shaft, she could feel the lumpy bump that was Allie moving upwards as the pressure accumulated.
Allie was forcefully pulled through another internal sphincter and into a smaller tube, the powerful contractions too much for her to fight. She tried struggling against the insistent innards, but more sweet tasting fluid began to press up against her backside as if working with the rippling muscles to force her along the tight passage. The pressure grew so great that the fluids eventually parted Allie’s folds and rushed deep within her snatch, causing her to squeak in surprise.
With a silent sigh, she decided that struggling further was a pointless endeavor, so she relaxed her body, allowing the passage to take her to wherever she was headed. As she was pony-handled, she could have sworn she heard a few deep moans. Wherever she was, Blink seemed to be enjoying it.
It took a few more seconds, but eventually she felt her forelegs leaving the tunnel, fresh air brushing against her wet fur. Wait, air? Allie thought, utterly perplexed. Where in the heck am I?
Blink moaned louder than ever as she felt—and saw—Allie’s hooves sticking out from her ovipositor’s stretched tip. The instinct to push grew insistent, yet instead of heeding to her body’s urges, she squeezed her pelvic muscles as tightly as she could, sucking Allie back inside until her hooves fully disappeared within Blink’s gaping tip. Blink clenched her muscles until the pressure increased to almost unbearable levels. Just when it was starting to feel unpleasant, she relaxed and, with an extremely loud and wet pop, the entirety of Allie was ejected from her ovipositor, followed by thick squirts of neon-green fluids.
“By the All-Mother, yes!” Blink practically screamed as she ejaculated into the air.
She retained just barely enough cognition to catch the airborne, and panicking, alp-luachra with her shaky magic before the poor creature could fall over the side of the tub. Other than that small act of consideration, Blink’s mind was a mess as her body pumped out volley after volley of nutritional fluid into the air. Each torrent towered toward the ceiling before gravity brought it cascading back into the tub, destroying what was left of the bubbles as they tumbled down.
The changeling had never orgasmed through her ovipositor prior to this moment—outside of laying eggs, of course. It was such a unique and pleasurable experience that she didn’t know if she wanted it to ever end. Instead of the slow and drawn out sensation of oviposition, this was a rapid and continuous rapturous feeling. She squeezed her thighs together and giggled; never before had she felt so content.
“Um, Blink?” Allie asked, breaking Blink’s euphoric state and causing her to jump in surprise. Blink glanced over to Allie, who was gripping onto her long tail like a teddy bear. “What exactly did I just come out of?”
Blink placed Allie down onto her fluid-covered chest and, between contractions, gasped out, “T-that was my ovipositor. It’s what changeling’s use to lay eggs.” She paused and looked down at the soaked creature smiling up at her. “You too, I guess.”
Allie hummed at her answer. Then, to Blink’s surprise, she leaned down and began lapping up the green fluid splattered across her chest, her warm tongue tickling the chitin it brushed against. “This stuff is so good!”
“By the Queen, that’s hot,” Blink whispered as she witnessed the erotic display before her. Allie’s tongue reminded Blink of her own. In fact, it was almost uncanny. Thin, longer than her head, and sporting a forked tip. The only differences were the red color, in contrast to a changeling’s green tongue, and the fact that the smaller creature’s tongue appeared to be a bit longer when compared to body length.
Long after she stopped pumping out fluids, her orgasmic contractions ended after a whole minute of watching Allie clean her chest, the show making the whole experience all the better. She felt it was a shame it had to end so soon.
Allie slurped her tongue back into her mouth and asked, “Hey, how much of this stuff do you produce each day?” The alp-luachra licked her chops and smacked her lips. “Because I could totally live off of this.”
“Sorry, but changeling honey is not meant to be an all you can eat buffet,” Blink said. “Without it, my eggs would die within hours of being laid.”
Allie stared at her. “Huh, weird. Are you planning on having kids or something?”
“Absolutely not!” she insisted, perhaps a bit too quickly. “I have a quota that needs to be met, that’s all.” At Allie’s confused look, she explained further, “Infiltrators are required to return to the hive at least twice a year to fertilize their eggs and implant them into suitable broodlings.”
“If you only do that twice a year, why can’t I eat the, uh, honey the rest of the time?”
Scoffing, Blink opened her mouth and prepared to explain, yet closed it as she couldn’t think of a reason. With suddenly wide eyes, she realized there wasn’t one. She may have needed a tiny bit of the substance to help lubricant her eggs during each monthly laying, but since they were unfertilized it hardly mattered if she couldn’t supply them with nutrition. The only true reason she had to deny the alp-luachra was a feeling of deep wrongness, which after a bit of internal reflection, she came to the eye-opening conclusion was based on nothing but instinct.
“I… fine,“ Blink conceded with a sigh. “But you have to eat normal food for an entire month prior to my trips to the hive. You also have to sleep outside of my womb; I don’t want you accidently damaging my eggs.”
“Aww, come on!” Allie whined like a foal who was told they couldn’t have ice cream. “A whole month?! That’s, like half the year!” And I have to sleep out in the cold as well?” She narrowed her eyes, her tail twitching in agitation. “You’re evil.”
She rolled her eyes at Allie’s overreaction. “Half the year? Really? Math isn’t your strong suit, is it?”
“Hey, how do you expect I get an education while trapped in a stomach?” Allie sarcastically pointed out. “But that’s beside the point! If you expect me to live outside of a body for two months and also be denied your sweet, sweet fluids, I expect compensation!”
“You’re joking, right?” Blink asked, completely baffled by Allie’s bold demand. “You’re already getting a better deal than any pony would give you, so how could I possibly give you more?” She poked Allie in the chest, making her flail her limbs as she fell onto her back. “Why would I give you more?”
“Hey, no need to be a meanie!” Allie sniffled, holding her tail closely to her chest. “I wasn’t going to ask for much! Just sex ten times a day, that’s all.”
Blink’s left eye twitched. Ten times? Ten?! Every single day? She enjoyed casual sex as much as the next changeling, but even that was too much for her.
She was about to give her a flat out no, but then Allie did something completely unfair: she gave her the puppy dog eyes. Allie folded her ears back and her bottom lip started to tremble, her pupils expanding to twice their average size. That, combined with the way she held her tail tightly to her chest, caused her heart to clench.
It was extremely effective.
“H-how about three times a day?” she tried, Allie’s irresistible face making it difficult to even compromise that much.
Allie’s ears perked up and she loosened the grip on her tail, causing it to flop to the side and hang off Blink’s chest. “Yay! I knew going high would make you say yes to a lower number!” She giggled and cupped a hoof against her tiny, leaking pussy. “So… I’m still extremely horny.” Moving another hoof down to her nethers, she spread her labia, resulting in a small stream of Blink’s honey, the gooey fluid dripping down the crack of her slit. “Could you pleeeeease help me finish? Maybe use your tongue? That would feel soooo gooood!”
“Of course, but you do realize this counts as our second time fucking today, right?”
“NO! This is still our first time,” Allie insisted. “It doesn’t count unless we are clean of each other’s sticky stuff!”
Blink chuckled. “Relax, I was only kidding,” She leaned back in the now lukewarm water. “Of course I’ll clean out your cute little pussy.” Squinting at the slit under under Allie’s tail, Blink realized just how small the sex organ really was. “Although, I’m unsure if my tongue would even fit. It may be thin compared to equine tongues, but it’s still thick when compared to you.”
“So, it’ll feel big,” Allie breathed in wonder, her tail swishing back and forth at the thought of just how perfect a thick, wiggly tongue would feel inside her. Clenching around something warm, wet, and—more importantly—alive was exactly what she needed right now. She shivered with anticipation.
Instead of waiting for Blink to take the initiative, Allie twirled onto her stomach and swiveled around until she was facing Blink, her rear lowered to the changeling’s chest as she tensed her haunches. Locking onto her target, she coiled her tail and shifted her hind legs in preparation to pounce. Her nethers were burning with arousal, so she withheld any hesitation and used her tail to leap at the surprised changeling, latching onto her muzzle and curling her tail loosely around her neck, her hind legs steadying herself against Blink’s fangs.
“Hiya!” Allie enthusiastically chirped as she rested her nethers against Blink’s mouth, staring into two suddenly wide eyes as she hugged her nose. “Now would be a good time to stick your tongue inside me!”
Looking over the side of Blink’s muzzle, Allie watched as the long, green tongue slipped out between the changeling’s fangs and pressed up against her snatch. She gripped Blink’s muzzle tighter at the contact, her tail involuntarily constricting around Blink’s neck. Not too tightly, of course: it was more akin to a comfy hug than anything.
Blink’s hot, slick forked tongue glided across her anus, between her labia lips, and ended up twirling around her clitoris with each lick, sending all sorts of pleasurable signals to her brain. She grinded against the two fleshy tips that grazed her, trying to show Blink that she wanted it inside her.
Luckily, Allie’s wish was granted moments later, as Blink stopped teasing and pushed her tongue inwards, parting her lips and gloriously stretching her entrance. The tongue squirmed as it plunged into her, slipping further within her slick passage with each powerful push. Allie felt herself clenching tightly around it, yet that didn’t halt its progress. In fact, all it did was make the forked organ feel even larger.
She rested her head atop Blink’s muzzle as the tongue bottomed out against her cervix, before completely exiting her pussy with a loud squish and slamming back inside. The sudden extraction and penetration ignited all her nerves at once, making her clench down with a gasp of elation. Only her tail had gone that far inside.
“S-so deep…”
Allie nuzzled Blink’s muzzle and gave her nose a lick, staring into the changeling’s bright, blue eyes as a deep pressure began to build up within her lower gut. The tongue wiggling inside her was amazing, and was without question the best thing she had ever felt.
For Blink, this was one of the strangest experiences of her life. Here she was, shoving her tongue deep inside the nethers of a creature barely larger than her hoof, while said creature humped her muzzle and stared into her eyes as if they were star-crossed lovers. Even more, the torrent of love and lust coming from the small Alp-luachra was immense. Intoxicating in its potency.
Allie’s vaginal walls gripped her tongue tightly as she slipped inside, allowing her to taste the tangy flavor of Allie’s juices. It was exotic, yet familiar. Not too different from a changeling, albeit less sweet. Neutral enough in taste that she could ignore it in favor of slurping at Allie’s cunt.
She continued pumping her tongue in and out of Allie’s tight cunny, making sure to occasionally slip out in order to lick where she suspected Allie’s clitoris was located. From the look of absolute rapture on Allie’s face each time she sucked and slurped against that spot, Blink was convinced she had found the tiny bundle of nerves. It was a shame it never unfolded in a fleshy wink—that would have made it so much easier to find.
After about twenty seconds of continuous stimulation, Allie’s insides tightened around her tongue and she could barely move in spite of the well-lubricated passage.
“I’m sooo close, Blinky!” Allie said as she tightened her tail around Blink’s throat, again not enough to actually hurt the changeling. “You feel amazing!”
Blinky? Blink thought in exasperation. She’s giving me nicknames now?
Rolling her eyes, she put the nickname at the back of her mind and twirled her tongue within Allie’s slippery cunt, causing the alp-luachra to let out a trill of joy, holding onto Blink’s muzzle even tighter. Blink smiled around her face-full of alp-luachra tail; she kind of liked these muzzle hugs. They were comforting.
Yes yes yes yes yes. The chant looped in Allie’s mind as her pleasure peaked and crashed down in a cascade of gratification that caused her to lose control of the majority of her muscles, most notably her tail. Her first orgasmic contractions were powerful, strong enough to hold Blink’s tongue firmly in place, allowing her to experience each and every clench the way she was meant to experience them. She involuntarily clenched her thighs together at the surge of pleasure and had to hold onto Blink’s muzzle solely with her forelegs, the rest of her limbs not cooperating.
Seeing that Allie was about to fall off her muzzle, Blink slipped her tongue out of her clenching passage with a loud squelch and grabbed her in magic. She plopped Allie rump-first onto her muzzle, to which the alp-luachra instantly latched onto and proceeded to grind against it, her vulva and anus rubbing against Blink’s nose.
Her tail waved about in a random pattern as her orgasm rocked through her small body, but as with her last orgasm, this one died down quickly as well. In a little under fifteen seconds, and with one final clench, her body went lax and she gave a pleased sigh. She gently rubbed her slit against Blink’s nose, the aftershocks of her orgasm making her feel all tingly.
Blink smacked her lips at the lingering taste of Allie’s pussy, then asked, “You satisfied?”
Allie responded with a nod, “Yeah, for now.” She leaned in nuzzled the area between Blink’s eyes. “I didn’t know sex with a host could be so fun!”
“And I didn’t know anything with a pussy the size of a needle could be so hot,” Blink lit her horn and grabbed Allie, who remained lax in the green glow of her magic, and gave her a brief nuzzle of her own, “I think I could get used to having you around.” She paused, Allie still in her magical grasp. “Although… Blinky? Really?”
Allie’s only response was a wide, beaming smile.