> Sweetie Belle Gains a Soul - The Hidden Chapters
>  by Bad Dragon
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> Chapter 31: Expert on Love
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“I think I’ll kill you,” Sweetie Belle said with her typical grin. “But not just yet. I’ve got more questions for you, changeling. Consider it like a test. With this one, however, you get a bad grade even if you ace it.”

I wish she would just kill the ugly changeling. She already won in a fight with him and made him surrender. It would be easy for her to finish him off by telekinetically throwing some more stones at him. After all the time she honed her magic, he wouldn’t have a chance against her attacks.

The changeling’s body shook. He swallowed aloud. “Whaa… What kind of questions?”

He crossed the line and should be dealt with accordingly. Taking me hostage and threatening to kill me—it wasn’t his choice to make. Only Sweetie Belle may decide when I die. She is the one that created me from The Mirror Pool. Only she has the right to uncreate me.

“What were you doing in Ponyville?” Sweetie Belle walked in a circle around Zex, not letting him out of her sight.

Is that the town Sweetie Belle is from? I wish I knew. I wish I could have at least some of her memories. 

“I told you that already. This area was marked for scouting. I was to determine the sum of its love potential and report back to my Queen, passion be upon her.”

But I only got a copy of her body when she made me. It’s her memories that make her better than me, more deserving.

“How do you test for love?” Sweetie Belle asked.

Everypony hates clones like me. Sweetie Belle told me that and other things, as well. When Town’s ponies found clones of some other pony they stashed them all in one room.

“You know what making love means, right?”

According to what I’ve been told, none of them came out alive.

“Well, my sister Rarity told me about it. She said it’s something magical, but wouldn’t go into the details. I think she wasn't completely honest with me.

“I then asked Twilight, but she told me some really gruesome stuff that I’m sure were nothing but lies,” Sweetie Belle said. “After that, she said she has some books on the subject.”

I bet the changeling would hate me too if he knew I was just a clone.

Zex looked at her. “It’s best to experience these things yourself if you really want to understand them. Just find a Colt that’s also into it and experiment with each other.”

She’s the only one that accepts me. I wish I could belong and have a place at her side, but she’ll only have me if I prove useful to her. And I will prove to be useful to her. I’ll show her that I can be even better than the earlier Clonies were.

“Show me!” Sweetie Belle ordered.

Whaa—Oh, she’s looking at him, not me. Yay, my first time hearing an order that’s not directed at me. I get to see another pony do her bidding for a change. Not sure if he even is a pony, though? He looks really ugly. 

“Look, you’re just a filly. I prefer not to do fillies. Maybe you should wait with these things until you’re older.”

The changeling really shouldn’t talk back to Sweetie Belle like that. He’ll get her mad.

“I won’t let age limit me!” Sweetie Belle thumped a hoof on the ground.

Yup, he pissed her off. I wouldn’t want to be him. He dug his own grave by crossing Sweetie Belle. Well, I’ll be the one who ends up digging it, but he’d be the reason for my extra effort!

“I’m sorry, you’re just too young. I won’t do it. And didn’t you learn enough from the books that Twilight gave you on the subject?”

Did he just refuse a direct order from Sweetie Belle?

“No, I ran out of the library, before Twilight could force her books on me. I insist that you show it to me!” Sweetie Belle’s horn glowed and stones lifted from the ground around Zex.

I figured he wouldn’t live long enough to regret it. He already had a taste of what Sweetie Belle could do with her magic, and he was about to feel her full fury.

Zex ground his teeth as his eyes jerked around the dome of floating stones surrounding him. He bowed his head and relaxed his body. “Fine!”

Stones fell to the ground around him.

I didn’t understand why she didn’t just kill him. He knew the location of her hiding place. If he were to tell anypony about it, they would come for her. She had told me that all ponies hate her because her magical abilities were superior to theirs. If they came for her and tried to cut off her horn again, she would have to kill all of them, instead of just Zex. I wouldn’t be able to dig a big enough hole to hold so many ponies!

“You’re gonna need to relax a bit for this to work.” He walked toward her.

I wasn’t sure if Sweetie Belle still needed me. She probably just wanted to play with her prey before ending him. I expected her to send me back to digging the next time she’d notice me. The hole still wasn’t deep enough. And when Sweetie Belle would add the changeling to the pile of used up Clonies, the hole would have to be deeper, still.

He raised a hoof toward Sweetie Belle.

“Don’t touch me!” She jumped back tensing up her entire body then pointed a hoof at me. “Show it on Clonie!” 

Oh, crap.

“No, I won’t do it against her will. I’m not a beast you see me as.”

“But she wants you to do it. Clonie!” Her glare pierced me. “Tell him that you want to do it!” 

I don’t want this creep to touch me. No way. I’d rather go back to digging my grave! “Yes, I want it,” I said obediently.

“See? Now go to it, changeling! She’ll gladly take anything you can throw at her.” 

He shook his head. “I very much doubt that.”

“Me too,” I whispered to myself.

Sweetie Belle’s horn glowed with dark bubbly aura. It seeped from the corners of her eyes, as well.

He turned to me. “If this gets in any way uncomfortable for you just say stop, and I’ll stop. Okay?”

I opened my mouth to say stop, but Sweetie Belle answered instead of me. “I’m sure it won’t come to that.” Her horn shone darkly. “I’ll just watch from back here.” A black crystal rose from the ground before her. She hugged and caressed it with both forelegs.

“Magic-assisted crystal growth...” the changeling murmured and half-closed his eyes. “Fascinating...”

“Quit stalling!” she yelled at him.

“Hold your horses. Let me slip into something more appropriate first.” Zex closed his eyes, and bright circles appeared around his hooves. They moved up leaving yellow fur without any holes in their wake. The hoops merged and encompassed his body. When they moved up, the form changed. A set of feathery appendages revealed themselves on his sides. His horn folded against his forehead while the circles dissipated above his head.
> Chapter 32: Flutterlicious
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In front of me stood a winged mare with pink tail and mane. I leaned my head forward and looked between yellow forelegs. Indeed, it was a mare and not a stallion.

“What are you looking at down there?” One of her forelegs bent and moved to the other. The blushing that transpired through the furry face let me know, that I acted inappropriate toward her. I bit my lip and took a step back.

“Haven’t you ever seen a naked mare before?” Yellow Pegasus spoke with a soft quiet voice. Her words turned into a tweet at the end of the sentence, and I could hardly make out what she said.

I opened my mouth to answer, but I didn’t know what to say to her. It was even worse than what she implied. I’d never seen a mare before, naked or with clothes. She already looked half-scared. I didn’t want to freak her out even more with my weirdness.

“Clonie, don’t act as if you’re dead already. Zex is giving his best. Don’t be afraid to let out your positive feelings.” Sweetie Belle yelled,

So it is still Zex! But it’s as if I’m looking at an entirely different pony. And not just the looks, but also the behavior. It’s nothing like Zex acted a few moments ago. I need to say something positive that I feel about him… Something… Anything! 

“I really like your mane!”

“Why, thank you Clonie.” She stilled and looked at my mouth.

I didn’t really have anything else to say, but I felt the need to say something, anyway. “You’re welcome.”

She smiled. “We haven’t met yet, have we?”

I shrugged my shoulders. It was a bit confusing. If he was Zex, then I did, but I would have a hard time calling him Zex in his transformed state.

“I go by the name Fluttershy.” She offered me a hoof.

I raised a foreleg toward hers but kept it at the ready. The last time Zex touched me, it didn’t feel pleasant at all.

Her hoof touched mine and I felt a soft shake against my stiff foreleg. “I’m pleased to meet you, Clonie.”

“I’m pleased to meet you too,—Fluttershy.”

“I can see you’re harboring a lot of tension.” Her head drifted closer. “Why don’t you let me soften that body of yours. Your back is all clenched up.”

Being more relaxed could perhaps create that positive feeling that Sweetie Belle wanted me to express. I nodded. I would feel more relaxed if Zex in Fluttershy’s form would just walk away, though. He’d been threatening to kill me not long ago. That’s where most of my nervousness originated from. The thought of Zex touching me made me tighten my muscles even more.

“Come now, you can trust me, Clonie. I know how to give a proper massage.”

My eyes stayed fixed on her as she stepped to my side.

“Take a deep breath Clonie,” Fluttershy said.

That was an odd request. I already perspired. Regardless, I exhaled, widened my nostrils and filled my lungs with air.

“Do you smell it? The leaves, the forest, all the different plants with their potent smells. A symphony of senses playing in your nostrils. Isn’t it wonderful?”

I turned my head to her, so I could answer, but she put a hoof over my mouth. “Shh!” She looked toward the trees. “Listen!”

We both stood still. I wanted to move my muzzle away from the yellow hoof. It was even smellier than the stench of the forest. I decided against it because I didn’t want to interrupt her enjoyment. Also, Sweetie Belle wanted me to express my positive feelings, not the negative ones. Both ears perked up while I focused on the voices coming from the forest. I heard howling and barking in a distance. There was a growl, which seemed to be nearer. Closer still, a branch snapped!

“Isn’t it nice! The birds singing, the leaves gently brushing against each other and a squeak of a squirrel in that tree over there.” She pointed to a treetop.

I smiled at her. The world she described sounded really beautiful; so very unlike the one I lived in. I wished I could see and hear the surroundings like she did. It would be suiting to take a break from the darkness that was my life.

“Close your eyes!” She stroked me across my face with a hoof. She could have just asked and I’d do it. I could live without her hoof in my face all the time.

“Feel your body! Feel every part of your skin.”

Come to think of it, I do feel something. It was like an itch. I mostly felt the irritation on my legs. It was probably because of the dirt that stuck in my coat when I digged the hole.

Something landed on my back, and I could hardly keep myself from crashing to the ground.

“Relax!” she whispered in my ear. “There is nothing wrong with feeling a touch of another.”

Her hoof moved softly across my back. The soft brushes tickled a little. She slowly moved the stroking leg back and forth caressing me. The corners of my lips turned up. What she was doing to me felt kind of nice. I was a bit ashamed for even worrying. Apparently there was nothing for me to fear. It seemed I was in good hooves, after all. I loosened my muscles and sighed with relief.

Her hoof stopped at the top of my back. I felt her other hoof moving under me while she increased the load on my back.

A soft voice whispered to me, “Clonie, you can open your eyes now.”

The moment I opened them my head fell between both forelegs. It was Fluttershy who jerked them forward.

Her belly graced my ears as she stepped on my back with her forelegs and pushed heavily on me. I heard a snap in my back as I hit the ground with my belly. An agonizing pain radiated from it, mixing with the hurt from the impact. 

“Eek,” I uttered as I clenched my teeth to fight the pain. I tried to move, but couldn’t. There was too much weight on me.

“Oh, I forgot to mention. When I say massage, I actually mean chiropractic treatment.” 

Sweetie Belle laughed. “Clonie, you should have seen your face!”

Fluttershy slipped her forehoof from under my forelegs. I was already trapped because she towered above me, forming prison bars with her four legs . The little space I had left was invaded as she moved her head closer to mine. The hoof pressing me down was joined by her other forehoof. “Do you feel your body softening?”

Softening wouldn’t be the word I’d use to describe what she was doing to me. “I liked it better before.”

“You liked my hooves moving on your back didn’t you?” 

I would nod, but my head was pressed on both forelegs, and I didn’t have any wiggle room. I settled for, “Mhm.”

“Oh, I can do more of that, I mean, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind.” I really didn’t. It was a moment without any pain. One moment at which my existence almost felt bearable.

“I can do much, much more of that!” I felt both forehooves pressing against my back, pushing all the air out of my lungs. 

“Aaa!” My chin thudded against the ground. I tried to signalize with my forelegs, so she’d know that I was hurting, but I couldn’t lift them up to my back any more than they already were.

“That’s right. Just put your legs at your sides and let me take care of you.” She moved both forehooves in a circular motion along my back. 

“Zex, you’ve got Fluttershy’s ears all wrong!” Sweetie Belle said.

Fluttershy didn’t react to the comment. She just kept kneading on my back.

My bones crackled beneath her weight. I could have counted all my ribs just by feeling them under her hooves if I wasn’t too busy mentally fighting the pain.

Fluttershy bent down to me. Her forelegs slipped over my shoulders. My head was wedged between them. She drilled her fetlocks on my back in a circular motion. 

I tried to catch some small breaths of air, but I wasn’t getting enough of it. My body screamed to fight her weight off me, but she was far bigger, and I was powerless beneath her.

I felt her forelegs on my shoulders as she leaned forward. I took the chance to inhale as much air as I could. My head rose as I opened my mouth. An ear found itself in—her mouth. 

She engulfed it with her lips and nibbled on the tip. I tried to turn my head, but she clinched it with her teeth.

The more I struggled, the more it hurt. I cocked my head so I could see at least some of her.

My body froze at the sight of the canines in her mouth. Saliva still drifted down on them.

“Fluttershy?” I whimpered.

Her hoof pressed on my head against the ground anchoring it. A yellow head with red eyes and big teeth approached. Enormous skin-covered wings spread open behind her. “Who’s Fluttershy?” hissed the creature.

My body shook. I opened my mouth to scream, but no words came out. Despite gasping hard, I felt as if I was out of breath.

The creature focused her attention back on my head. A drop of saliva drifted down from her canine, drifted across my cheek and splattered on the ground.

She slid her muzzle up my cheek as she licked her own drizzle and, despite my efforts to wiggle my ear shut, she forced it open. A loud thunder of her vicious breath forced itself in my ear hole.

I felt her canines move up as her muzzle pressed my ear to the back of my head. 

Something soft and moist wiggled its way down the inside, pushing its way almost to my eardrum.

I kicked with both hind legs along the ground, but my head was fixed and her tongue wasn’t bothered by my struggle. It slashed deep inside on the sensitive inner walls.

I tried to shake my body, but to no avail because the bully held me tight. A tear drifted across my face as I squeaked in desperation.

The creature lifted her head and moved both forehooves to mine. “Hss”

I took a deep breath as I felt the weight lift off me. Taking advantage of the opening between her forelegs, I slid myself from beneath her.

When I gained some distance, I cocked my head to get the saliva out of my ear. I looked at the creature, to see if it was trying to attack me again, but it wasn’t there. Fluttershy stood in its place. 

“Oh, my!” She morphed into the changeling. “You don’t even understand what’s going on, do you? Didn't you pay attention in Fetishology at school?” 

“I know exactly what’s going on! You’re being mean to me!” I stood up.

“Apparently Flutterbat version is too much for you to bear, scaredy-filly.” She approached and put a hoof around me. “I’m sorry for that. Let me make it up to you. What you need is a proper education. And I just happen to know the right pony for the job.”

“Cheerilee?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“My gosh, Sweetie Belle, isn’t she your school teacher? I’m not sure you should harbor such fantasies about her outside the perversions class.” 

“What?”

Fluttershy ignored Sweetie Belle and turned back to me. Magic circles formed around her hooves and moved up her body.

“Does somepony need a tutor?” A lavender Alicorn smiled at me. “Don’t you fear little filly, Twilight Sparkle is here to educate you in matters of diversity!”
> Chapter 33: Twilightlicious
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“You shouldn’t let the shame get in the way of your moment of passion, Clonie. Life of limitations is a hollow life. You can trust me on that.” said Zex in the form of Twilight Sparkle.

“Why can I trust you on that? Is it because you’re an expert of holes since your body is made up of them and all? Do the holes make you feel hollow inside, hole-y changeling?”

Twilight face hoofed. “It was a metaphor! You know what that means, right?”

I shook my head.

She sighed. “Metaphors aside, we’ll see which one of us is more hollow.”

“I’m not hollow.”

“I beg to differ. It seems you need a lesson in physiology.” Her horn shone green, and a magic tentacle sprang forth, wrapping around my dock. “What is this part?”

“It’s a tail?” I kicked against the translucent invader to break free, but it squeezed tighter. “Ugh!”

“That’s right!” The tentacle pulled up, rolling me on the back. It split in two, attaching the free part to the other thigh “Okay… Let’s see what else we have here…” Both hind legs spread apart without me doing the spreading.

I leaned forward so I could pull them back together with both forelegs.

“That’s right. Point to what else you recognize down there. Let me help you out.” She pushed me down.

“Whaa… I didn’t… Ngh!” The back of my head was pressed against the ground, and I was forced to look at my own tushy above me. I twirled around, but that just made my spine hurt more. All I could do was helplessly yelp in pain. “Ouch!”

Twilight shook her head. “No! No part goes by that name!” A white flash rushed from her horn down the tentacle. My whole body shook as the shock spread through both hind legs where the tentacles were attached to.

“Ugh!” I screeched.

“Wrong again!”

My teeth clenched together to get me through another shock without saying any more wrong words. I thumped both forehooves on the ground to out the buildup of frustration in me.

“Well?”

“My pee-pee hole!” I pointed a hoof between both hind thighs.

“Pee-pee hole…” Twilight facehoofed.

“I see you have big gaps in your vocabulary. Pay attention now. I don’t like to repeat myself. This,”—A translucent tentacle brushed between my legs—“is called a pussy. You can also call it by its medical name—vagina. Say it!” She raised her voice as she glared at me.

“Va—gina?”

“See, isn’t learning fun?”

I rolled up and covered it with both forehooves.

“Do you know what the small bulge is called?”

I shook my head. That part was really sensitive, even ticklish. I didn’t want her touching it. I wouldn’t even trust myself with that part.

“Clitoris. Say it!”

“Clit...”

“Close enough. Next stop is going to be a bit tricky. I’m not sure I’ll be able to show it to you.”

The tentacles tightened around my legs, wrapping them together. They rose and I hit the ground with my side. “Aaa!” I screamed more from the surprise than the pain.

“Wrong word again! But that one is on me. I couldn’t show it to you properly. Dexterity, clearly, isn’t your main stat.”

Magic tentacles unwrapped themselves from all four hooves, and I hit the ground with my back.

“Hmm, how else can I point out that part of your body?”

I rolled over and pushed with my knees against the ground to gain some distance from her.

“Oh, I know, I’ll just make you feel it! After that, visual confirmation won’t be needed.”

Something wrapped around my tail. Oh, no!

The force pulled me back and I fell on my rump. Both forelegs dug at the ground to gain some traction, but I still stayed put on the spot. The force increased, and I slipped backward, leaving lines from my hooves in the ground.

“Pay attention now. You better guess it on the first feel. This is a test, and you better not fail!”

“Wait, I think I know what you mean. You’re trying to show me—”

A charged tentacle appeared in front of my face. It bristled with charged sparkling energy. There appeared to be a mini lightning storm at the end of it. “I swear, if you say po-po hole this time, I’m going to have to consider lobotomizing you!”

I bit my lip. That was, indeed, what I was going to say.

“Well, let’s hear it then!” A glittering tentacle drew closer.

“Tushy!” I yelled.

“Ugh,” she sighed, “I see we’re not on the same page with this one. Maybe I was wrong and you’re a purely visual type. You need to see it to be capable of identifying it.”

She pushed me on my back with a forehoof. Her tentacle let go of my tail and merged with the one that was floating above me. They changed to transparent green color.

A translucent hoof popped out of the blob. Then another, and two more after that. They touched the ground. A translucent tail floated above me. From the other side of the green goo, a face-like fleck peeped out toward me. It seemed familiar. “Sweetie Belle?” I asked as I looked at it.

“I knew it! All you ponies look the same. You can’t even differentiate between yourselves. No wonder, as you don’t have holes in your bodies to set you apart from one another.”

“And you can?” Sweetie Belle yelled.

“Sure I can. See this dumb expression on the face of the magic hologram.” His hoof waved through it as he turned to me. “It’s clearly you, Clonie. The expression is exactly the same as the one you have now.”

My mouth opened from all the confusion, but I quickly closed it so that I wouldn’t be confused anymore.

“Clonie!” Sweetie Belle turned to me. “You’re making me look bad!”

“Yeah!” He smirked. “Why can’t you be more sadistic like your look-alike?”

My mouth opened ajar again.

“Hey!” Sweetie Belle thumped a hoof against the crystal. “I’m not a sadist.”

“Says a pony who tried to stone me to death, not long ago.”

“You’re a changeling, so it’s okay to fight your evil schemes.”

“Hey, that’s racist! I’m offended.”

“Whatever...” She looked at the sky. “It’s not racist if it’s true...”

“Why so confused, filly?” He reached through the illusion with a hoof and closed my gaping mouth. “This is a mere representation of you, Clonie! Since you couldn’t bend that to see yourself from behind, I figured a simulation was in order.”

The form descended upon me. The crack in the blob almost touched my face. I lifted both forelegs to keep it from dropping even lower. They slipped right through the figure as if it wasn’t even there.

“Eak!” I shifted my face to the side to protect it as the blob enveloped my head.

“Phh! It’s a simulation—not real. I already told you that.”

A—simulation of me transformed to a thick tentacle. The magic appendage glowed white as it charged up with sparkling energies. It floated above me.

“Plot!” I yelled out.

A tentacle sprang and struck my chest. It hurt, but not as much as the electroshock that spread through my body. 

“Not a visual type then. Maybe you’re a feely filly after all.” She put a hoof before her muzzle and giggled.

She suddenly stopped laughing and pierced me with half-closed eyes. “Hey, are you silently implying that my wordplay joke wasn’t funny?”

“Hehe.” I tried to curve my lips into a smile. “It was very funny, he.” 

“Yes, I know it was. Intelligence and sense of humor go hoof in hoof. I knew it was funny even before you—smiled. My ideas need no external confirmation because they’re so good. I’m self-sufficient like that, you see?”

“Okay…” I whispered more to myself than him.

He kept on going. “But enough about me, the princess of boredom. Let’s proceed with the lesson at hoof.” 

Four separate appendages unfolded from the tentacle. One tightened itself around my tail. Two of them wrapped around both hind legs, spreading them apart as they lifted my lower body. The fourth tentacle slid from my neck, across the back and past my tail.

“Rear?”

“Wrong! Try to relax now. This is only going to hurt you tremendously.”

I clenched my teeth. I needed to find the right word fast!

The fourth tentacle rose as Twilight focused her eyes between my legs. “My dear Chrysa—I mean Princess Celestia! This is the tightest ass, I’ve ever seen. Now I know where brown crayons come from.”

“Hey, that isn’t funny!” Sweetie Belle yelled out to Twilight.

“Yes it is! And why do you care, anyway? It wasn’t your ass, I was talking about now, was it?”

“Well… Not exactly. But still, it was rude.”

“You thought that was the rude part?” She looked at her loose magic tentacle, then at me, and then at—my ass.

“Ass!” I thumped both forehooves against the ground to get Twilight’s attention. “It’s my ass!”

“Auditory type then.” She smiled. The clenching tentacles let go of my hind legs. I promptly closed them together.

“You look scared.” She slid all her tentacles across my chest, making me cringe. One caressed me on the mane, while Twilight’s head peeked from above me. “Don’t be scared. I wasn’t going to harm you, I was just testing your resolve. I wouldn’t get my magic dirty just for anypony, you know.” Her magic dissipated and the green light from her horn faded out.

Sweetie Belle yelled from behind the crystal. “So, making love really is about magic? But how do Earth ponies do it then?”

Twilight facehoofed. “It seems, I’ve failed miserably as a teacher! It’s obvious to everypony but me that my interactive methods are obsolete, yet I keep insisting on them, trying to form new friendships along the way. Despite, supposedly, being smart, I can’t grasp that the next level of social interaction is the collective.” She shook her head as the green aura enveloped her.

Even when the changeling emerged, his head still shook left and right. “Such great intellect wasted on the wrong concepts...”

“Actually,” Sweetie Belle intervened. “I’ve read somewhere that even though the inner concordance may be harder to achieve, the overall functionality of a group of friends is higher than one of the same minded individuals.”

The changeling gazed at my master. After a few moments, he simply said, “Shut up!”
> Chapter 34: A Short Breather
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“Do my sister Rarity now.”

“From all the things...” Zex changed his voice to that of a sophisticated mare while his body transformed. I was expecting to witness a pony, but no transformation took place.

“This is the most fucked up thing you could suggest!”. He stood as him-changeling-self again. “That’s bad taste, deviant. Rarity is your sister, therefore she’s Clonie’s sister, as well. I can’t do that to her. The mere thought of incest is an abomination.”

“But she wants it. Don’t you Clonie?”

I didn’t care about that and just wanted it all to stop. My head obediently nodded.

“It doesn’t matter. I don’t want it. We have strict rules against inner-breeding in our hive. Only diversity can produce progression; not kin. What you’re asking of me and Clonie is really disgusting. There’s no way you can convince me to do that.” He looked at me. “And I don’t understand why you’re playing along with this insanity.” 

It’s not as if I have any say in the matter. I ignored him and looked for guidance from my only master. She just tapped a hoof against the crystal.

Sweetie Belle glanced at Zex. “Can you do Spike?”

“We changelings are quite versatile. Especially the new generation. Some are even capable of shaping their bodies into inanimate objects and creatures of various sizes. Those could easily do a convincing imitation of a dragon. The best I can do is morph into different types of ponies. If I really put my mind to it, I could probably do a pretty good impression of a donkey. Unfortunately, I haven’t been evolved for anything beyond that. My deficiency is the main reason I’ll never be allowed to reproduce. Some younger colleagues of mine will be given that honor. I can only imagine the capabilities of our species after a few centuries from now. Not that it matters. We’ll both be dead by then.”

“Don’t bet on it!” She snarled at him.

“On what?” he responded. “Our undeniable evolution or you living less than a century?”

“I won’t just lay down and die! I can fight it. There are ways…”

“You’re blurting out insanities. Death is the essence of biological progress. Lingering around with your fixed physiology would stain future generations. Weak and obsolete must perish so that the strong can have their place to flourish.”

“You think I’m weak?” Her horn flickered. “I’m not weak!”

He sighed. “Compared to the current generation of your weaker species, you are anything but weak. If ponies who are born with great abilities would spawn new generations, your species could still be redeemable. But not if ponies like you stick around forever. You must be ignorant if you think you’re the final product of evolution.”

The flickering of her horn faded. “Ponies don’t change through generations. I’ve watched a history show enacted by ponies in a theater. As far as I could tell, we’re the same as we were a thousand years ago.”

“Indeed. You, ponies are the same as you were, and you shall stay the same until your inevitable downfall. We recently tried to liberate you from your stagnant ways. Yet, you bit at the hoof that would evolve you. You’ve proven yourself too dense to be reasoned with. Forcing our prosperity upon your primitive species was our last attempt to bring you up from the genetic gutter you’re in. We would have brought the gift of artificial selection to your species. The most valued present you could have gotten, and you, ponies, just threw it away as if it was bad for you. Ungrateful degenerates!”

“Your attack on Canterlot failed.” she smirked.

“Yes, it did fail. So, too, did the stealth takeover of Equestria’s elite. However, in the end, it will be you ponies who will regret your descent. When you sheep decided to side with your stagnant tyrant princesses, you spelled your own doom. By allowing the unfit to procreate you will poison future generations. You don’t see it yet, but you are already losing the genetic race by a vast margin.”

“We’re not sheep.”

Zex smirked.

“And I think we’re doing just fine.”

He smiled to himself as he bowed and shook his head. “You can lead the pony to water, but you can’t make the pony drink.”

“We can find our own water by ourselves just fine...”

“Sure you can...” Zex rolled his eyes.

Sweetie Belle slid a hoof on the crystal boulder left and right.

The changeling blew some dust out from one of the many holes then looked at the sky and sighed.

“Oh, I just had an idea.” Sweetie Belle’s form rose from behind the shiny boulder. She lay both forehooves on the crystal surface and leaned on them. Her eyes pierced me as if she wanted to devour me. 

Her glare from half-closed eyes sent shivers down my spine.

She turned to the changeling. “You’re not the only one who can slip into something more appropriate, Zex!” She jumped on all four legs and galloped toward the cave. “Don’t leave yet!”, she screamed back without losing her pace.

His widespread eyes stayed fixed on her until she disappeared behind the bushes. The blue pupils turned to me, making me hug my tail even tighter.

He sighed. “If you want to run away, now’s your chance. I won’t stop you.”

I didn’t understand why he even tried to talk to me. He should have just waited for Sweetie Belle like he was told. Anything else would make her mad.

“You can just stand up and gallop away. I won’t tell Sweetie Belle in which direction you went.”

I was created for a reason. Why would I want to run away from the only purpose in my life? He wasn’t making any sense. I leaned back and played with my tail to escape the insanities coming out of his mouth.

“Not very smart, your master.”

I stiffened my face and pierced him with my gaze. “Yes, she is!”

“Leaving a useless thing like you to guard me. Do you think that was smart of her?”

“If she thinks I’m good enough to keep you here, then that’s what I’m capable of.”

“Delusions run deep in this one, I see. An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, it seems.”

“What apple? Which tree?”

“Yeah…” He raised one eyebrow as he looked at me. “You degenerates bore me. I’m out of here.” 

I rolled on all four hooves and leaped in front of him in one jump.

He leaned back and lifted a forehoof.

Standing on my hind legs, I stretched my forelegs to the sides to prevent him from running past me. “Sweetie Belle wants you to wait!”

Zex smiled and put down the dangling hoof. “So, this is what breaks your passiveness.” His head clashed against mine and I fell on my flank. “Do you honestly think you can stop me?”

“I will stop you!”

“Or die trying?” He smirked.

“Exactly!” I put all my legs down and pushed against his head with everything I had. Except for raising an eyebrow, he didn’t budge. It was like trying to move a solid wall.

As my four legs shoved into the ground, he grinned at me and took a step back.

I plunged over my forehooves face-first into the mud.

Right after the impact, his hoof struck me at my side and hurled me toward a nearby tree. Before I crashed to the ground, I caught a glimpse of him. He didn’t turn away yet. I hoped that meant he’d stay around for a bit longer. I fell on my back, giving out a loud cough. A few drops of blood sprayed out of my mouth. With my tongue, I felt a gash on my inner cheek. I must have bitten myself when I hit the tree. It was a minor injury. I could still fight him! He trotted to me and stepped on my chest with a hoof.

“I find your resistance pitiful. Show me some of your family magic. It’s the only thing that’s at least somewhat impressive.” His horn glowed green as he focused his eyes on mine.

I really hoped Sweetie Belle would return soon. I couldn’t keep him busy much longer. Or stay alive, at that.

His eyes narrowed. “I’ll fly away if I don’t see you use your magic! Is that what you want?” He faced the sky and spread out his wings.

It looked as if he was getting ready for a liftoff. If he took to the air, I couldn’t hope to stop him. Maybe if I knew how to use magic, but I didn’t have a clue. Up until then, I used my horn only to loosen the hardened earth so that I could then grab it with my hooves. Sweetie Belle had never ordered me to try anything else with the bony appendage. But the situation I was in seemed to demand it. If I succeeded, Sweetie Belle might even be proud of me.

My eyes closed and I focused on my horn in my mind. I tightened my face into a grimace, the same way I saw Sweetie Belle do when she was lifting stones. Both ears perked up as I tried to feel if there was anything special going on inside. Something that I could focus on and make it do magic. I didn’t sense anything. I clenched my teeth as I tried even harder.

Another hoof pressed on my chest. My eyes and mouth opened wide. The air rushed out of my lungs and I heard myself scream when the weight on me increased tenfold.

“How in Equestria did you get your cutie mark?” He stepped off me, and I gasped for air. A kick to my ribs rolled me on my side. He put a hoof on my hip and examined my flank. “It represents magic alright, and yet, you cannot produce a single spark.” He spread all four legs around my body trapping me in the holey cage that was him. From above, his snarky smile approached. “I don’t think Sweetie Belle meant for me to know this.” His smile widened. 

I pressed both forehooves to my muzzle as I gasped. No! What have I done? I pressed my lips together. Sweetie Belle hadn’t allowed me to tell him that I can’t use magic. It was wrong of me to betray her like that. I was sure she’d be very disappointed with me.

“Don’t worry. I’ll just forget about it, okay?” He graced me with a warm smile.

I lifted a hoof, softly brushing it on his chest while giving him an encouraging smile and a series of nods. There might have still been a chance to fix it all.

“I deceived you.” His smile turned to a grin in an instant. “In truth, I’ll tell Sweetie Belle that you wanted me to lie to her to cover up your disloyalty.”

My mouth opened and eyes widened. The vision blurred as tears rushed out. My forelegs folded on the chest. I could feel the bladder wetting my stomach. It was acting on its own, and I couldn’t stop peeing even when I tried to cut off the current. I was afraid to move even a muscle. Everything I did since Sweetie Belle left us alone, was aimed against her. She created me with a purpose and I ended up betraying her. How could I?

“Sweetie Belle is going to be furious when she finds out about your treachery. Your only option now is to run!” he pushed me on my legs, but they didn’t carry me. The swaying limbs were as useless as I was. I collapsed on my other side.

He stepped before my face, bowing down his head to mine. His lips retracted, revealing two big canines. “You know she’s going to kill you, right?”

It’s her right to do so. I gazed through him toward the undefined distance. And if I can’t even serve her properly, there’s no reason for her to keep me around. I breathed slowly and deeply. “I deserve it,” I muttered to myself just after he perked up his ears. Oh, no! I’m talking again. I snapped my snout shut, but it was already too late. He must have overheard me.

His head rose as he put a forehoof to his snout. I could hear his teeth gnashing together. He slammed a hoof against the ground. His lips moved back revealing all his teeth. “Ick! I was going easy on you because I thought Sweetie Belle trapped you. But now I see you’re just a doormat. Unwilling to lift a hoof to help yourself. I’ll take great joy in crushing you! No weakling shall inherit this world for long. Only those willing to adapt and rise to the challenges deserve a fighting chance in the brave new world.”

“Pthu!” He spat in my face. The saliva mixed with my tears. I could see bubbles floating across my field of view. I instinctively moved a hoof to wipe it but lost motivation to do it half-way.

He stepped above me again. I could see his sharp teeth in the corner of my vision. Something warm splashed against my flank. It kept pouring over me, drifting down on both sides of my stomach and back. It moved up. My scratched skin vibrated under the pouring warm liquid. I could feel droplets spraying on my body. My eyes half-closed and ears folded. The current grew stronger. It pounded on my neck, slightly choking me. It moved upwards to my head. I heard banging against my auricle as it quivered. My ear filled with his pee. The sounds changed into a dozen drums echoing in my head. The force weakened and descended from my ruined mane down my body. Droplets floated down my tail.

His backside approached. I feared he would poop on me next. His ties stiffened as a hoof slid across the ground. Rotten leaves and dirt bombarded my face. He leaned back on one hind leg and kicked with the other. A stone hit my belly, making me cringe. He shifted his leg again. And again. He kicked faster and with greater force than before. 

“Ugh!” He gasped for air then leaned forward and kicked with both hind legs.

Waves of earth hit across my whole body. It covered my muzzle. I stopped breathing so that it wouldn’t get in my snout.

Zex turned to look at me, still showing off his sharp teeth. He hit a forehoof against the ground. He walked a wide curve around me, keeping his growl even after disappearing through the bushes. His hooves slashed against the leaves as if he was trying to clean them. I managed to keep him occupied for longer than I thought. Yet, I believed even more was expected of me. Sweetie Belle wouldn’t be pleased with me if I let him escape, I imagined? I rolled on my chest and aimed my head forward, so I could keep an eye on him. The changeling didn’t pay any attention to me. He just cleaned his hooves by slashing them against the leaves.

“Clonie!” My master called out.

Yay! She came back! And Zex was still there like she wanted. I stood up from the pile of rubble then galloped forth and jumped over the bushes. The changeling gaped as I flew past him. I was closing the distance to my owner. That time around, I slowed from a gallop to a canter, then trotted and walked a few paces before fully stopping. None of the hooves lifted much dirt making me proud of myself. Even if I wasn’t a good pony in general, I at least did something right.

Sweetie Belle tilted back her head when she saw me and dropped the saddlebag out of her mouth. Her muscles stiffened as she looked at Zex. “No fair, you two were playing without me!”

“Sweetie Belle! Sweetie Belle! He knows I can’t use magic!”—I pointed a hoof at him accusingly.—“And he won’t forget about it.”

“Why did you let him know that?” A hoof hit me hard on my snout, making me yelp in pain.

Blood dripped from my nose. “I don’t know.” I whimpered, bowing my head. My mistake could reflect badly on future Clonies and Sweetie Belle could decide that none of us was even worth making anymore. Perhaps if I died, I could take my shame to the grave with me, and others of my kind would be free of my sin.

She wiped the blood from her hoof against my fur and shouted toward Zex. “You’re crafty! I can’t leave you alone with my sister even for a few moments.”

He kept slashing his hooves against the bushes.

“I have a surprise for you Clonie,” she gently said to me while she reached inside the saddlebag.

Why isn’t she more enraged with me? Did she just forgive me after what I did? She was way too good to me. I looked up with my eyes spread wide. Her sudden compassion was so much more than I deserved.

Sweetie Belle stood up on her hind legs. “Look! It’s almost your size.” A silhouette floated across the sun above me. The edges glided down. Sweetie Belle held the darkly object far away from her, gripping it only with the corners of her hooves.

A coat of a black pony? I looked from another angle. It wasn’t a coat or skin. The texture looked smoother. I’ve never seen anything like it. Then again, I haven’t seen much of anything since I crawled out of the mirror pool. The darkly shape reminded me of a pony—a very flat pony, at that.

She held back her head. Her teeth showed between her throbbing lips.

I wondered if the flat pony was dangerous, in some way. “What is it?” I whispered. She had said it was for me, but I wasn’t sure if I should even touch the thing.

“Put it on!” She shoved the black piece in my hooves.

The fabric was smooth to the touch. It was much lighter than a dead pony would be. I didn’t think putting it on would be too bad. It would be nothing in comparison to having Zex on me. That hurt a lot!

I placed the fabric on my head. It was opaque, and I couldn’t see anything around me anymore.

“Not like that, you imbecile!” The saddlebag hit my head, knocking me over to the ground. “Get inside it!”

I didn’t know how I could do that. It was really thin. After rubbing the fabric with both forehooves, I noticed that it was made of two layers. One slice laid on top of the other. The surface was as smooth as water, but it wasn’t a liquid, of course. It was compact but not hard. The thin dead pony in my hooves seemed to be missing a head. There was a hole in its place.

I put a forehoof in it, then the other one. The opening was small, only fitting two off my hooves. The material offered resistance, but it stretched when I pressed my hooves apart. I still doubted it would fit me inside. The black form was smaller than I was and mostly thinner. I fitted my forelegs inside and proudly smiled as I looked up at Sweetie Belle. She sat on a crystal boulder, facehoofing.

“Spread it with your forehooves, then put your forelegs and your tail inside!” She hissed and drifted both hooves down her face pulling the skin along the way.

The fabric was shiny, despite being black.

“Hasn't she ever seen clothing before?” The changeling asked.

He wasn't talking to me. I focused back on my task. I already had three legs inside. Having all my hooves so close together made it really hard to balance. I whipped my tail like crazy, but my body still kept swaying.

“She's just—” my master said“—slow.”

“Well, she's doing pretty good for her first attempt at dressing in her life.”

I glanced at Zex, his head was turned in my direction, but his eyes were pointed at Sweetie Belle’s face as if he was expecting some sort of reaction from her. She didn't notice it because her eyes were fixed on me. I tried to nod my head toward him, so she could see he was looking at her without her knowing about it. With my fourth hoof inside the opening, I lost my balance and fell chin-first on the ground.

“You’re testing my patience, foal!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed.

“I’m sorry, this dumb, tight fabric pressed my legs together—”

“I don’t care if it’s tight. You simply must wear the swimsuit attire! I won’t let you catch a cold just because of your stubbornness. I’ll help you with it. Don’t resist now!”

I didn't understand what she was talking about. It sounded as if she was suddenly concerned about my health. That was very unusual because she, herself, was the biggest health hazard around... From Zex's raised eyebrows I concluded he didn't have any clue either. Sweetie Belle's horn glowed. Her eyes lingered on me.

“Wait!” Zex overshadowed her horn with a hoof. “Allow me.” His horn illuminated the surroundings with a green color and a tentacle spread out of it. The appendage stretched to the swimsuit on the ground and drifted through a hole in the back of it. I hadn’t even known there was another hole there. Something wrapped around my tail. I looked back at Zex. He smiled, yet his teeth clenched together. When his head jerked, the magic extension pulled on my tail.

“Eek!” I screamed. I felt as if my whole dock tried to rip itself from my body. My chin bumped on rocks as I slid backward. Then, the ground distanced itself as I took flight. I dangled by my tail.

Black swimsuit turned green and grew larger. It spread all around me. I could only see Zex through the head hole. His grin grew even larger. The aura around his horn faded and the color of the swimsuit turned back to black.

I instantly felt a slap all over the body. “Ouch!” The ears were especially sensitive, and the smack of the hood all around them really stung. My face was half-way through the hole, and I could see the surroundings again. The ground stretched across my view.

Bam! My face was the only part of me that got spared from the smack of the swimsuit. And it hurt ten times more since it got slammed against the ground.

I spit dirt out of my mouth so that I could breathe. 

“Nicely done, Zex!” Sweetie Belle high-hooved him.

I tried to get up, but my moves found resistance. The swimsuit fought my every move. It was like the time when Zex held me down to the ground. But I felt it all over my body at once; as if a dozen Zexs were pressing against me from all the sides. I stood up and kicked, trying to get myself free of it. When my tail hit against my flank, I didn't feel the soft slap the way I usually had. If I paid it no heed, I wouldn’t have even noticed it. In a way, I was distanced from my own tail; like if it was no longer a part of me. The more I fought the suit, the tighter it wrapped around me. I kicked with both hind legs as a reaction to the fabric feeling me out all over, which made my superiors burst into laughter. 

By spreading apart my thighs, I reduced the wedgy-force below my tail, but the rest of my body still itched under the pressure. The stupid fabric stayed fixed on my coat no matter what I did. It just wouldn’t fall off. The harder I shook, the more it fought my moves.

There was too much pressure on me. The material even choked me a little because it was so tight. I stretched my head forth to give my neck some room. The edges of the hood stuck to my skin, pulling back my lips. My body was pushed from all directions by the bodysuit. I feared the pressure would squeeze the very life out of me.

The sound of hoofsteps made my ears perk up. To check on it, I looked between my forelegs, and I saw Zex approaching from behind. He wrapped my tail around a hoof and dragged me closer to him. Grinning, he put his snout above me and took a big whiff. “I might enjoy this, yet.”
> Chapter 35: Rainbowlicious
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“Hey, you, changeling!” Sweetie Belle yelled.

“Zex!” He sighed. “My name is Zex! How can you not remember a simple name like that?”

He sounded angry, so I curled in a ball on the ground to make myself invisible.

“Yeah, um, what’s any of this stuff got to do with love? It’s supposed to feel like flying, but all I’m experiencing is boredom!”

“Well, you don’t want to rush love, now do you? I don’t think either of us is in a hurry. Foreplay is important!”

“I’ve got places to go and bullies to dispose of!”

“Fine, Fine. I wouldn’t want to impose on your killing spree, Sweetie Belle.”

“You better not!” she said.

“Hey, Clonie.” He nudged me with a hoof. “Love is like, er, flying. So, are you ready to feel like flying?”

When I looked toward Sweetie Belle for guidance, I got a sigh and a snort in response. “Just say yes, Clonie! Whenever he asks you a question, the correct answer is always yes! Make him believe that he can do with you whatever he wants.”

I sat on my rump and looked up at him. “Yes?”

“Well, go on then. Fly.”

“Um...” With a forehoof, I slid along my back. “I don’t have any wings.”

“And why is that?” he asked.

“I was without them since I can remember.”

“There are wings on my back.” He flapped his insect-like wings. “Why aren’t there any wings on yours?”

“I don’t know.” Shrugging my shoulders, I looked away in shame. He was making me feel even more useless than I thought I was.

“Would you like to have wings? Do you want to soar through the sky the way I can?”

I glanced at Sweetie Belle, but when she squinted her eyes, I quickly turned back to the changeling and answered correctly, “Yes?”

“Well, you can’t!” he yelled at me.

I fell on my back from the shock. My legs pressed hard against my abdomen, but I still trembled like a leaf on the water.

“It’s too late for you, groundling!” He stepped closer to me. “You’re too deformed to fix. Corrupted on a genetic level.”

“I heard changelings were the corrupted ones,” Sweetie Belle commented.

He jerked his head toward her. “You’ve heard wrong!”

My body shook in fear. He seemed angry. As a forehoof approached, I closed my eyes to hide.

It softly brushed through my mane. “But it’s not your fault, victimized youngling.”

I opened an eye. “It’s not?”

“It’s the fault of your creator.”

“Hey!” Sweetie Belle yelled. “Don’t say that!”

“Yeah!” I tried to add to Sweetie Belle’s point but quickly shut my mouth when he glanced at me.

“Think about it!” He turned to Sweetie Belle, surrounding me with his legs from all sides. “Do your parents have wings?”

“Well, no...” she said. “But they’re Unicorns, just like I am. Unicorns don’t have wings. If we did, we’d be Alicorns.”

“And why aren’t you?”

“Why am I not an Alicorn? Well, I haven’t ascended yet to that level!”

“I have a horn along with my wings. No ascension needed! I was hatched with my advanced form.”

“Well, you’re a changeling...”

“I have this superior body because my parents cared for me. They thought about my well-being even before I was conceived. Unlike your parents, who just wanted a pet to spice up their lives.”

“Hey!” She exclaimed. “My parents used to care for me, plenty.”

“Tell me, will you have an offspring?”

She laughed. “I’m not even that old yet...”

“And when you grow up?”

“That’s, like, in the future. I don’t know. Maybe...”

“See! You don’t care, either.”

“I’d take good care of a foal if I had it!” She banged a hoof against the crystal.

“You’re missing the point completely. Cutting off the potential of somepony is just as bad as pinioning the wings of a newborn Alicorn. No proper parent would do that. Evil is what it is! Your genes are bad and you should feel bad for your willingness to spread them around.”

“How dare you!” She clenched her teeth and charged up her horn. “You’ll die for this!”

“Wait, wait!” His horn lit up with a dense green aura.

A thick, magic tentacle wrapped around me and lifted me up between him and Sweetie Belle.

“I’m not ready just yet.”

“You said mean things to me. You deserve to die!”

“I’m sorry. I crossed the line.” The magic tentacle pulled me closer to him. His head leaned on my shoulder. He kept looking toward Sweetie Belle. “Please, just let it go and I’ll show you what loving is all about. For realz this time.”

“You’re using Clonie as a shield, again! That’s not how you ask for forgiveness!”

“Oh! Um...” The green horn-light dissipated, making me fall on the ground. His pushy hoof ruffled my mane. “Sorry.”

I dodged the rough hoof and made a run toward Sweetie Belle.

“If you kill me, you won’t know what love is about!”

I made it to Sweetie Belle. She didn’t pay any attention to me, so I just lay by her side and peeked at the changeling from behind the crystal.

“I don’t even care about that anymore...” She sighed.

“Come on. Don’t be like that. I said I’m sorry.”

“Kneel!” She raised her voice.

“What?” He shuffled his legs nervously.

“Show me that you know your place, and I’ll consider giving you one more chance.”

“Ugh!” His cheeks turned red. After looking left and right he whispered, “Fine...”

Sweetie Belle grinned while she leaned over the crystal. “Kneel before me, plebeian!”

He growled as both holesome forelegs buckled. His head almost touched the ground as he whispered, “I’m sorry—”

“Queen!” Sweetie Belle yelled.

“What?” His eyes shifted up to her as his snout kept facing the ground.

“Address me as you would your queen!”

His teeth clenched. After a while, he silently spoke, “Queen Sweetie Belle, please forgive me.”

She clapped her forehooves together and smiled. “Squee!” She looked at me with mouth ajar then banged her hoof on the Crystal with excitement. “He called me a queen!”

He snorted so hard against the ground that a cloud of dust spread around his head.

“Okay, I forgive you, evil changeling. But don’t say mean things to me again!”

“I’ll try to watch my tongue.” He straightened his posture.

“You can say mean things to Clonie if you need to. She likes it.”

“Um...” I protested.

She gazed at me. “What are you still doing here? Go to him so he can show me what love is.”

“Um…” I tried to express my thought once more. When she cocked her head and half-closed her eyes, my urge to be stubborn all but dissipated. I jumped from behind the crystal and obediently ran to Zex. By curling up into a ball before him, I made myself invisible.

I tried to become even smaller by clenching myself together. Despite my eyes being shut, a hoof found me out. It tapped on me, preventing my nonexistence.

“So, Clonie, do you want to fly?”

“Yes...” I answered correctly while I glanced at him through my tail that covered my eyes.

“Well, you’re too”—he glanced at Sweetie Belle—“inadequate to fly by yourself. So, I’ll help you out.”

“Yes...” I automatically said without even thinking about it.

“That wasn’t a question… Sit up!”

I reluctantly unwrapped myself and sat before him.

He bit at the wrappings around his torso. When he caught me watching, he sat down and spat out the end of the scarf fabric. “You’re probably wondering why we changelings wear these.”

I shrugged my shoulders because that wasn’t a question, so I didn’t have to answer yes to it.

“You see, when we take on a form of a foal, we contract the holes in our bodies, and we become smaller and thinner if needed.” He swung the end piece of the fabric around his body. “However, if we would attempt to imitate a pony who is fat, we’d stumble on a problem if our bodies were slim by nature.” He glanced at my head then at the piece of fabric he held in a hoof. The holes in the leg shrunk as he tore it off. “We can use our muscles to contract the empty spaces, but there is no mechanism that would stretch the holes. Instead, they are expanded unless the muscles contract them. If we wrap a cloth around our bellies, we can relax the muscles, which frees our focus for more important things like thinking about sex, for instance.”

“Why don’t you just admit that you’re fat!” Sweetie Belle giggled.

“I’m not fat; I’m thick holled!” He glared at Sweetie Belle. “Besides, even if I’d fully unwrap myself, my appearance would stay the same. I’d just have to constantly use my muscles to counter the spreading force of my holes.”

“Pulling in your belly doesn’t make you less of a chubby.” She kept teasing him.

He sighed. “It’s our functionality, not a bug.”

“You’re a bug.”

“You may call it what you will—”

“Fatty!”

“Ugh!” He bit on the band and ripped a slice off it. With a hoof, he shoved the end of it among the remaining wrappings then looked at me. “I couldn’t fly if I were fat. Being designed with a lite body that I have allows me to lift some extra burden in the air with me. I’m taking you.”

“You hear that, Clonie?” Sweetie Belle grinned. “You’re a burden!”

I cringed at that.

A green light shone just before me, making me squint my eyes. When the transformation ended, a blue rainbow-mane Pegasus sat before me.

“Are you afraid of heights, Clonie?” The mare asked.

“Yes?” I said. The highest I’ve ever been was when I stood on my hind legs to prevent his escape. I was a bit afraid back then. Not sure if the hight was the reason for that, though.

“Well, this Wonderbolt isn’t, but I can see why a scaredy-filly like you might fret it, so I’m gonna make you wear this band over your eyes. That way, you won’t be able to look down when I hold you in the air.” The blue mare winked at Sweetie Belle and wrapped the strap over my eyes. She fast it tight with a knot behind my head, enveloping me in darkness. “Clonie, are you ready to go on a flight with an awesome Rainbow Dash?”

It was a question. “Yes?” I pressed both forehooves close to my chest.

“Okay, here we go then.” Her hooves slid at my sides and pressed together. Both wings loudly flapped all around.

I put my forehooves above her forelegs, so I wouldn’t slip between them. The force lifted me up on my hind legs. And then I completely lost touch with the ground.

“Up we go! We’re flying, Clonie!”

Sweetie Belle must have thought it funny. I clearly heard her snicker.

“Hey, Sweetie Belle, don’t spoil the experience just because you don’t have wings of your own,” Rainbow Dash said.

Her wings flapped harder.

I was rocked up and down after each of her flaps. If she wasn’t gripping me tightly, I’d surely slip off her and fall all the way down.

“Hold fast, squirt! We’re so high that you couldn’t even touch the leaves of the tallest trees. You wouldn’t believe me if I told you what the view is like here.”

“We’re that high up already?” My tail slipped between my dangling hind legs. I perked up both ears to hear the bristle of the branches in the wind, but the forceful flapping of her wings was really loud, and I couldn’t.

“Are you ready to fly on your own now, squirt?”

That was a question. “Yes...”

His forelegs loosened and leaned down.

“I mean no! Please don’t let me go!”

“Why shouldn’t I? This element of loyalty does things solo. Maybe you should try it too.”

“I don’t have wings. I can’t fly!”

“Flying as well as I can takes talent. You either have it or you don’t. I was hatched, err, born with the potential, and that’s why I can use it. If you don’t have what it takes, then that’s your loss, really.”

“You’ll make Sweetie Belle mad if you drop me!”

“We’re so high above the ground that if Sweetie Belle would look straight up, she wouldn’t be able to see us. There’s not a cloud on the height we’re on. And it’s not as if Sweetie Belle could fly to us with her unevolved, wingless body. It’s just you and me here, squirt. Given that I’m a solo player, you better think of a good reason why I shouldn’t just drop you.”

“If you let go of me, I’ll just fall down!” I yelled.

“And why should I care? I’m only loyal to my own interests.”

“Please don’t drop me.” My body slipped down. “I’ll do anything you want! ”

“Tell you what, squirt. I’ll keep you up here for a little longer if you give me a kiss.”

“But that’s gross!”

“Ups, you’re slipping again...” Her forehooves lowered ever more. “I can’t seem to gather enough motivation to keep you up here with me.”

“I’ll do it! I’ll kiss you! Just, please don’t let me go.”

She pressed tighter around my chest and pulled me closer. I could feel the breath on my muzzle when her lips touched mine.

Just when my body relaxed, she pulled back her head and loosened the grip on me, making me yelp in fear, “Hold me tight, Rainbow Dash!”

“I gave ya’ a kiss and you gave me nothing in return.”

“I’ll kiss you. Just, please don’t drop me.”

“I’ll hold you tightly when you put your mouth where my mouth is.”

I leaned forward and gave her a smack on the cheek. “There!”

“That’s not a kiss.” She pulled me closer. “This is a kiss.”

I felt her mouth enwrap my whole muzzle. The rough tongue pressed through my closed lips. I tried to lean back, but her head bowed closer. A tongue wiggled around, brushing against the inner side of my cheeks.

As soon as I got some room, I gasped for air. I cocked my head and spit out the buggy taste on my tongue.

“Are you sure you want to fight me at this place and time?” Rainbow Dash forced her mouth on mine again.

I leaned back and immediately felt the safety hold on me loosening. “You’re not holding me! I’m slipping!”

“You don’t want to give me a kiss, so why should I want to hug you?”

“I’ll fall!” I screamed.

“That’s up to you really,” Rainbow Dash chuckled. “Kiss me if you want to get on my good side.”

“Naw!” I retracted my head. “I don’t wanna!”

“Do you prefer to fly solo then?” Her legs spread wide and my hooves slowly drifted down her side.

I tensed all my muscles, but I still drifted down her body. As my hesitant lips pressed on hers, I felt the saving embrace of her legs on my torso. It dawned on me that I forgot to close my mouth, but it was already too late. Her tongue slipped inside. I moved back my head to spit out. As soon as I puckered my lips, her legs spread out a little. I swallowed in fear.

“I’m disappointed, squirt! You’re not cool enough to hang out with me.”

I bowed my head and screamed down, “Sweetie Belle, I’m gonna fall!”

She didn’t reply. It was as if I was too high for her to even hear me anymore. Or maybe she just didn’t care enough about me. I was replaceable, after all.

“Taste the natural selection, earthbound weakling!” Both forehooves spread out and I slipped between them.

“Aaa!” At that moment, I lost connection with the only support that kept me from falling down. Since I wore a blindfold, I had no idea how long I’d be falling to my death if I lost my grip on Rainbow Dash.

Before I could even reach to the fabric which covered my eyes, my legs connected with a surface. I gaped and gasped. Why didn’t I plunge to my death? Was I caught by a cloud? The blindfold was taken off me, but what I saw didn’t make much sense. “Whaa...” I tapped with a forehoof on the solid earth, and it felt quite real. I was safe and sound down on the ground

They both laughed at me.

“You were never even airborne, Squirt!” Rainbow Dash snarled at me as she morphed into the changeling form.

“You should have seen the look on your face!” Sweetie Belle fell on her back, laughing. Her hoof kept pointing at me.

I clenched my teeth and tried to hold in the tears.
> Chapter 36: Molestia
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Clonie, you don’t want to die a virgin, do you?” Sweetie Belle yelled at me.

“I don’t know.” I was still undecided about the dying part. As for my virginity, I haven’t even given it a thought before. I looked into a distance to ponder about it.

“I can’t let you pass on the opportunity like this. Where in Equestria would you find a lover like Zex can be?”

“Actually, You’d be surprised at how many of us are out there.” Zex smiled at Sweetie Belle.

I don’t really think that staying a virgin was so bad. “Maybe I’m not worthy of Zex,” I tried to explain my point so that I could go back to digging the hole.

“Exactly!” Sweetie Belle concluded.

“Wait, what?”

A hoof slid across my back and Zex’s head leaned in. “So, you ready for some more fun?”

I turned to Sweetie Belle, her look was blank and unresponsive. I tried to guess the right answer. “Yes?”

Sweetie Belle smiled at me. Yay, I guessed the right answer! Zex’s hoof slipped through my mane, across the back to my flank. Not the answer I was hoping for, though!

“We changelings aren't known just for the ability to change our bodies. The most versatility, actually, lies with our horns. I can imitate cones of all sizes and am even able to hide it entirely when posing as an Earth pony or Pegasus.”

The magic energies rose from his hooves, transforming all the black to white. Cutie mark of the sun drew itself on the white pony’s flank.

At the end of the transformation, I saw clenched teeth and swollen eyes. They shifted onto me, making me whimper under my breath. 

She was scary. I tried to crawl back, but there was a tree behind me. Even a motionless wood seemed like a better company than that white, big pony. I turned around and embraced it with all four legs to anchor myself to the spot in case the Alicorn also wanted me to fly.

“What is this Clonie? You desire to raise yourself up? Hee-hee!” She stepped closer as I pressed my head tighter to the tree trunk. “I’ve been raising the sun every morning for over a thousand years! Raising a commoner like you will be easy. Just give yourself up to youthful Celestia!”

“I give up!” There’s no need for using force again!

“You are hereby banished from the ground!” A green aura engulfed my body and lifted me up, almost to the branches. 

It pushed me against the trunk of a tree. I quickly grabbed onto it with all my legs, so that I wouldn’t fall off. The surrounding field disintegrated, forcing me to hold up all my weight.

My muscles hurt. It was obvious that we ponies weren’t made for tree climbing! A piece of bark fell off as my hind hoof slipped down. 

“Careful now! You don’t want to fall down!”

“I can’t hold on!” I screamed, chopping off another slice of bark as I tried to secure my hind leg.

“I’ve helped my sister up to the moon, and she stayed there for a thousand years! You can’t just descent the moment you come up. That’s not how the banishment works!”

I gasped from the effort. My muscles hurt.

“Aren’t you proud, Clonie? You’re even above my level now. Higher than the self-acclaimed Princess of Equestria herself.”

“I don’t want to stay up!”

“Nonsense! When you reach the top, you secure it. You crush any opposition then shove the entire race into a thousand years of apathy and stagnation. Well, at least that is how I did it.”

Sweetie Belle called from her rock. “Zex, that’s not how Celestia would be acting at all. I think you’re losing your touch.”

The head of Celestia changed to Zex’s head. “I don’t care what your brainwashed opinion is, so get off my case. You know nothing of the old tyrant.”

“I know she isn’t as mean as you’re making her look.”

He continued with his changeling voice, “If you can’t get out of your narrow view, then see her as an alternate self. Imagine she’s like that when she’s horny if it helps you perceive her deviant-self better.” He turned back his head. “I know I am... My body is so damn tensed I can’t even fold my wings.” 

“I don’t get it. She’s just as horny as I am, given that she only has one horn like I do.” She leaned her chin on the crystal and looked up.

I couldn’t press my legs against the tree hard enough to stay up. “Ugh!” I yelped when my hooves slipped a little. “Can you please put me down!” 

After a flash of green light, I was greeted by Celestia’s wide opened eyes. “I see you lack ambition!” Her head rose. “Let me motivate you.”

A green light from behind me drew a shadow of me on a tree trunk before me.

“Hold still now.”

I felt the tip of her horn just below my tail, and I also heard a sizzling sound.

Whatever it was, I didn’t want to be a part of it, but when I tried to push my body higher, my hind leg slipped and I drifted even lower.

Tss! The sound below me intensified together with the increasing burn between my legs.

“Aw!” I used all my strength in my remaining, tree-hugging legs to push my lower body to the trunk, away from the burning horn. “It stings!”

“I regret nothing. Regardless, I will cool it down, per your request. Behold my vast benevolence.”

The horn touched me between both hind legs again. At least it isn’t hot anymore. It’s just warm. A bit cold, maybe. It’s freezing! “Ugh!”

With both forelegs, I pushed as hard as I could, scratching myself against the bark. I managed to lift up my flank just above the attacking horn. The cold aura emanating from its tip was still there, but it wasn’t hurting my pussy anymore.

“You spoiled ponies. You do not like it when it is hot, you complain when it is cold. Can’t you make up your belittled mind?”

“Can I please choose mild?” I begged.

“Ugh! A change of heart yet again. Complaining is all you simpletons know how to do.” The cold air below me dissipated. “You’re vocal only when it comes to your supposed rights, but when I mention your obligations to me, I’m only left with dead silence”

Just when I sighed with relief, I skidded down a little with all my hooves. I pushed my legs together as hard as I could and stopped my descent. I drifted down just a hoof length, but I clearly felt the horn slip in my pussy. When I wiggled around, the tip inside me prodded at the inner walls of my vagina. I couldn’t let myself drift any lower. I squeezed my buttocks, but that didn’t give me any support. The strain in my legs was unbearable. I couldn’t hold on anymore. “Take it out!”

“How dare you tell a princess what to do! And let’s not forget that my horn was here first. You chose to drop on top of it. I’m not moving from my position.”

I wanted to beg her, but I couldn’t speak through my clenched teeth. “Ugh!”

“You have to ask yourself, Clonie, is this really the way you want to lose your virginity? It is entirely up to you. You should note, however, that my horn is as large as you are. If you are hoping for a comfortable fit, you are surely setting yourself for a vast reality check.”

I pushed myself up, but my strength was almost gone. I pressed with all I had, but I felt my body lowering, and the horn slipped deeper within me. My pussy tightened around the bony cone, but it wouldn’t be able to prevent the spike from violating my insides if I were to drift lower. “Ugh!”

“If you fall down on my horn, it will be entirely your doing, Clonie! I am merely standing here, observing this interesting bark skin of the tree. But you’re free to do anything you want, just like everypony else under my rule.”

My legs failed me. Bark crumbled under my hooves as they slipped down. A searing pain emanated from my vagina.

Suddenly, the horn inside me turned floppy and flexible. The robust apandege ripped out in its entirely just before my head hit the ground.

“Aaa!” My vision blurred from the tears and the head impact. I put one foreleg on my pounding head and one on my throbbing pussy. “It hurts!” 

“My bad.” She said with a changeling’s voice then shoved me on my back with a forehoof. “I may have reacted just a tiny bit late. It seems I’ll need to work on my reflexes.” Her wings errected outwards. She stared directly at me with her big eyes. A red droplet slipped down her horn from a red stain on the tip. It was my blood!

She leaned down, spreading my hind legs with her forehooves. “Pthu!” I felt the wetness of her spit on my skin. It was no longer covered with the tight fabric. A whole patch of it was melted away by her horn that had burned my skin. “Better now, my subject?” She asked with a royal voice as she stood up and smeared her spit around with a hoof.

“Aua!” Pressing on the burn just made it more painful.

She eyed her leg. There was a red stain on the hoof. She wiped it off against my belly.

“Hmm… A versatile horn!” Sweetie Belle yelled with such a force that the birds all around took flight from the treetops. “I get it now!”. We both looked at her. She put a hoof on her snout. “Oh… Um, never mind.” Her form lowered behind the crystal, yet the grin on her face remained.

Celestia raised both eyebrows as she looked at her and whispered. “That filly is crazy…” When she turned back to me, a red droplet fell from her horn to the ground. She looked up and saw the stain.

Big eyes pierced me as the loud voice boomed in my ears, “Clean it!” She lowered her horn. “Clean it this very instant!”

I slid a hoof across her horn while holding the other one on my sore pussy. It wasn’t hurting as much when I pressed on it. The blood stain grew bigger with every swab. As some of the blood stuck to my hoof, so did some of the bark and dirt from my hoof stick to the horn.

“Stop! You are making it even more dirty with your filthy hoof!”

I quickly removed my foreleg. There was nothing around me that I could use to clean it. I didn’t have any cloth on me.

Her clenched teeth approached. “Lick it!” She said without moving her lips.

“But it’s blood,” I whined. “And dirt.”

Her hoof pressed against my neck, forcing my tongue out. She cocked her head, and one of her big eyes came so close that it almost touched my eye.

“Lick!” she pronounced through her teeth. “It!”

Her horn slid across my opened snout spreading the taste of the blood over my tongue. I choked.

She stepped off my neck. “Clean it up!”

I bent both forelegs on my chest above me and slid my tongue across her horn, which she held before my mouth.

Part of the stain came off and onto my tongue when I licked but with the next few swipes, it just smeared more.

“You’re smudging it again... Swallow!”

“Buk…” I protested, trying to contain the blood just on my tongue.

“No buts! Swallow!” She pressed her hoof on my lower jaw closing it shut. “It’s your own damn mess!”

Shutting my eyes close, I tensed up—and swallowed.

“Stand properly! You are in the presence of the self-acclaimed Princess!”

I straightened up my posture.

“Want to know a secret? I’m technically a queen. But I’m sensitive about my age, so when I firmly secured my throne, I insisted that everypony refer to me as Princess. And everypony, indeed, chose to oblige me.

“There were some slips of the tongues, but those regretful ponies were very, very sorry for calling me a queen. And as gracious as I am, I forgave them after seeing them in the sorry state they found themselves in. There was no Progress Committee to hold me back anymore.”

I sat my plot on the ground, raising my eyebrows.

“But, of course, you know nothing about them. I had most of the evidence that portrayed their existence erased from the history books. Before the purge, they held even more power than I. The group consisted entirely of Alicorns.” She smiled at me when I looked up at her. “Yes, there used to be more Alicorns around. They helped me with ruling and writing the boring laws I didn’t want to be bothered with.

“The bills they came up with were not bad, per se, but the wording in them was such that they involved everypony—me included. I tried to reason with them to exclude me from the law since most of what I did was against it, but they failed to see my reasoning.

“I then expanded my argument by threatening to scorch every living thing in Equestria with the eternal day. They backed up a bit after that but secretly started to raise an uprising against me.

“They underestimated my spying network, though. All the new members for their cause, who they recruited, were permanently silenced overnight. So was half of the Progress Committee. The night of a thousand screams, I named it. Despite my efforts, quite a few members managed to escape after the word of my purge spread around. Killing Alicorns is not as easy for mere pony guards as you might think, and I could only do so much in that time frame.

“I tried to get the rest of them by using the sun to scorch everything outside the castle walls. However, my plan was foiled by Luna. My own sister chose to betray me after I spared her the faith I bestowed on the other members of Progress Committee. She escaped her captivity and eclipsed my searing orb with her moon. I got to the disloyal sibling of mine eventually, but by that time the rest of the Alicorns were far gone.

“After I banished Luna, I vilified her among the pony population. They all bought it like the sheep that they are.”

Zex’s voice interrupted the self-talking mare. “I’m sorry, but all this reminiscing is turning me off. The fate of Equestria should be in our hooves, but Sun Butt robbed us of our deserved destiny and the adoration we’re entitled to. She stole the progress for a millennium. If it weren’t for Luna’s sacrifice that enabled the rise of our community, she’d still be unchallenged. One day, her rule will end. The stagnant are destined to fall. We’ll see to it.”

A burst of emerald flames engulfed him as he began the transformation process back to his changeling self.

“Equestria would be a better place if the Elements of Harmony never came into existence. They played the main role in banishing the Princess of the Night for a thousand years. And it wasn’t just a person who was launched to the moon. The greatest loss was the potential she presented; hindered before we could make use of it. For you see, Luna’s sacrifice for the Progress Committee was even greater than she knew. In her mind, she’d always been inferior to her older sister, but the truth was the opposite. She was the only one in that generation who could change her size just by willing it. Her special feature was genetic in nature. Our strains would have been so much easier to surmount if she accompanied us when the first hive was established. With her womb at our disposal, we could evolve to our current level in half the time it had taken us.

Without the spreading of Luna’s genes, it took Progress Committee, before long to become changelings, half a millennium to progress to her level with our artificial selection program. Since then, we have transcended her shapeshifting abilities by far. Despite this, we still honor her sacrifice. Alas, she wouldn’t be accepted back in the hive even if it was her desire to join us. She’s part of the obsolete generation now. That’s what one gets for clinging on to immortality. No creature should stay stagnant for so long.”

“Poor Luna.” I started to think that I understood him. “Celestia seems really evil.”

“Shut up!” Zex kicked me with a hoof.

“Celestia is not evil, Clonie! You haven’t even seen the real Princess of the Sun. Next time you have something to say, you might try keeping your mouth shut, instead. You talk way too much!”

She was right. I clenched my teeth together so that I wouldn’t accidentally speak again.
> Chapter 37: Nightmare Moon
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Do Princess Luna now!”

“Per your request.” He morphed into a black slender mare. Luna lifted a hoof and looked at it. “No, this is too boring.” She morphed back into Zex. He unwrapped his chest support and threw it on the ground. “We’ll just have to,”—His skin waved as he changed again. The size of dark mare’s body expanded.

“Well, I guess bigger is better,” Sweetie Belle said.

Fangs peeked from her snout as she bowed her head to mine. Dust gushed away from me in all directions as she screamed at me, “DOUBLE THE FUN!” My ears rang.

Her horn lit up and the strap that Rainbow Dash used before floated over my head.

“WE SHALL INTRODUCE THEE, TO THE ETERNAL NIGHT!”

The strap enveloped my eyes and tightened.

I moved my hoof up to loosen it.

“DO NOT TOUCH THAT, THOU SHALT MAKE IT DIRTY!”

My hoof dropped back to the ground. I bowed my head. “I just wanted to—”

“THOU WILL SPEAK WHEN BEING SPOKEN TO!”

My mouth stayed opened. I didn’t dare to move it. When I took a step back, her voice boomed from behind me.

“WHO GAVE THEE PERMISSION TO LEAVE?”

Was that a question? Should I answer yes to it? “No—nopony.”

“THAN WHY MOVEST THOU?” A voice came from right in front of me.

“I—I’m sorry.”

There was silence all around me. I didn’t know where she was. I perked up both ears and listened, but there were just forest noises all around. 

A hoof touched me on my flank.

I moved forward, trying to avoid Nightmare Moon.

A gust of wind ruffled my mane from all sides as if it was blowing from above me.

I kept moving forward until I hit a wall of flesh.

“AHA! A CHALLENGER APPROACHES! THOU WISHEST TO TEST THY METAL AGAINST NIGHTMARE MOON!”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”

“WE ACCEPT THY CHALLENGE! PREPARE THYSELF FOR AN HONORARY JOUST!”

“I can’t even see. This isn’t fair!”

“LET THE GAME BEGIN!”

I rapidly swiveled both ears back and forth, but I didn’t hear her anywhere.

Something struck me on my barrel.

“Ouch!” I crumbled to the ground.

“ART THOU FAST ENOUGH TO AVOID THE STAMPEDE OF THE NIGHT?”

The sound of hooves banging on the ground got ever louder. She drew closer—fast!

After clambering up from the surrounding undergrowth, I launched myself forward and ran away from the approaching hooves.

Bam! I ran my snout into a barky wall. “Aaa!”

Sweetie Belle snickered. “Serves you right, scardyfilly”

The pain rushed through my body, sickening me to my stomach. I curled up into a ball, holding my snout with both forelegs and kicking across the ground with my hind legs.

“THOU FIGHTS COWARDLY AND THOU SHALT LOOSE LIKE A COWARD!”

I heard galloping hooves again.

A hoof punched me in my back and I fell motionless on the ground. I couldn’t breathe.

The hooves retreated on the other side.

“You just broke her back!” Sweetie Belle shouted.

“TIS A LIE; HER BACKSIDE IS WHOLE! SHE MERELY REFUSES TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS HONORABLE FIGHT”

“Clonie!” Sweetie Belle shouted. “Stop being so stubborn!”

“I’m scared!” I yelped.

“THY SHALL SURRENDER OR SUFFER!” Sounds of a gallop approached again.

I raised a hoof in the air. “No, please, stop! I surrender! I surrender!”

“HUZZAH! I HAVE WON! ACKNOWLEDGE MY VICTORY, PLEBEIAN!” 

“Er, you won...”

Nightmare Moon stepped closer to me, poked me with a hoof and screamed in my ear. “I AM READY TO RECEIVE MY REWARD NOW!” She took off my blindfold.

I looked around.“Um… I don’t really have anything to give you.”

“THEN THOU SHALT LABOR THY DEBT TO US!”

“Like a favor?”

“WE HAD A SORE SPOT. WOULDST THOU SCRATCH IT FOR US?” She raised a foreleg and scratched the one she stood on.

“I guess I could do that. Sounds easy enough.”

“THE ITCH BE LOCATED IN OUR BEHIND!” She mooned at my face.

“Um...” I gulped as her tushy booped me on my muzzle.

“I NEED THEE TO TRAVERSE THE DARKNESS WITHIN!” A jab sent me on my back.

“I don’t like the smell,” I said as I put a forehoof on my snout. After just a short sniff, I had a hard time breathing. It was as if I smelled a rotten corpse.

“AND WE DISLIKE THE ITCH! OUR ROYAL NEEDS TAKE PRECEDENCE!” She backed until she towered above me, overshadowing the sun.

It was obvious that I wouldn’t get out of the bind she put me in. “Can I at least use my hoof.”

“THY STURDY SNOUT SHOULD SUFFICE!”

Her bottom eclipsed my whole field of vision. “Nnn!” I tried to scream, but my snout wouldn’t even open. The force of her poo-poo hole pressed against it from all sides. I tried not to breathe in, but I was running out of air fast.

“THE SHADOW'S EMBRACE THEE!” Her body dropped on my abdomen, forcing both hind legs to slide up her torso. “THOU ARE BANISHED IN THE MOON!”

I took a quick sip of air. “Nnn!” I tried to push her off, but my hooves just uselessly slid by her side.

“ONE CAN NOT FIGHT THE NIGHT!” She pressed with even more weight on me, making my snout sink deeper still.

I couldn’t hold my breath any longer. After pressing my lips apart, I sipped air through my teeth, but even so, the foul smell made its way to my nostrils. “Nnn!”

“THE SAFE WORD BE ‘I CANNOT SPEAK’!”

I sweated from the heat, but, despite that, my body shook uncontrollably. I tried to use the safe word, but I couldn’t speak!

“TIS THE NIGHT THAT ALLOWS FOR A SUNRISE. WE SHALL LIFT THE VEIL FROM THY EYES, SO YOU MAY APPRECIATE THE GIFT THAT THE NIGHT ALLOWS FOR.” With a pop, she lifted herself from me.

I gasped, but the terrible smell didn’t go away.

“Hehe!” Sweetie Belle laughed. “Clonie, your muzzle is all brown. You look like the reverse of Winona.”

I hoofed at my snout and some soft, brown mud-like stuff caught on my hoof. I wanted it off me! After plunging myself forward, I shoved muzzle-first through the leaves on the ground, pushing myself with my hind legs. I twirled around to clean my snout from all sides.

“I still don’t get it...” Sweetie Belle sighed. “What’s any of this got to do with love?”

A green light drew my shadow on the ground as he transformed. “Patience, foal. I’m about to tell you all about it.”

He whispered to me, “I’ll just skip the boring foreplay, okay?” His hoof found itself between my hind legs.

I froze.

Sweetie Belle yelled from behind her crystal, “Clonie, don't be such a stiffy. Why are you giving the changeling such a hard time? Encourage him, so that he knows you're into it.”

I wasn’t into it...
> Chapter 38: Big Macintosh
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Have I mentioned how much you ponies disgust me.” The changeling spewed out. “Reproducing even if you don’t excel within your generation...”

“Have I mentioned how I was gonna kill you?” Sweetie Belle raised her voice. “Running your mouth while being at my mercy...”

Zex sighed. “And you know what ticks me most? Earth ponies! How in Tartarus did they survive for a millennium is beyond me.”

Sweetie Belle intervened. “They survive just fine. As far as I know, when Wendigos attacked, they were the only ones left with some rations.”

“I hate Earth pony roleplay even more than the stagnant Celestia part, but I see this lesson is important.”

“Will your play have anything, at all, to do with love?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Um, sure... Why not.” He talked as he morphed. “I’m just a regular Earth pony on a stroll, thinking with my undeveloped brain.” He looked up at the sky “La, la, la, I suck at flying and magic, but hey, at least I’ll make my offspring suffer just as much. Yippidy doo da! The Dirt ponies I create shall be at least as useless as me.”

“Hey, stop that!” Sweetie Belle intervened. “I had a best friend, who is an Earth pony.”

“And where’s your best friend now?”

She stood silent.

“That’s what undeveloped abominations do to others. They abandon them in their greatest time of need because they can’t be bothered with anything besides spawning more of their horrid selves. The more ignorant they are, the more they spread around their bad genes.”

“You are wrong. Earth ponies aren’t so bad. And they certainly don’t think the way you showed it.”

“Of course they think like that, how else would they justify harming the unborn generation?”

“How can they hurt somepony who hasn’t even been born yet?”

“Genetics. You know what that entails, right?”

She shook her head.

“It figures... The only knowledge that could still save you ponies, in the long run, is not even taught in your schools. Maybe you ponies have degenerated through generations too far to be able to grasp the simple concepts such as this.”

She stood behind her crystal without saying a word.

“Have you noticed that parents of Pegasus are usually Pegasi themselves. Same with Unicorns. And sadly, so goes with Earth ponies.”

“That’s not true! I know two Earth ponies who had a Pegasus baby and a Unicorn baby.”

“An exception to the rule. Nothing more.”

“Ugh!” Sweetie Belle rose above the crystal. “Can you stop wasting my time already? I know even less about love now than I did before. Stop stalling!”

“Fine, I’ll tell you all about it.”
> Chapter 39: Changeling in His Prime
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Okay, enough with the charade!” In the midst of the transformation into his ugly self, he turned to me. “Clonie!”

I sat on my tushy and looked up at him.

“Do you know what a stallionhood is?” He stood on his hind legs and picked up his member in a hoof.

Sweetie Belle hid behind the crystal.

I also bowed my head and closed my eyes. It was embarrassing.

“Look at it.”

My cheeks got warmer, and I shut my eyes even tighter.

“Look at it!”

Something slapped me across the face, but it wasn’t his hoof. The appendage felt softer. It must have been his thing… I clenched my teeth.

“Hey, Sweetie Belle!” the changeling shouted over me. “Want to hear a joke?”

She jerked. “Um, sure.”

“Knock, knock.”

“Who is it?”

“It’s Zex, can I cum inside?”

“Um, okay, you can come inside…”

“Great!”

“Is that it? I don’t get the joke.”

“It’s okay, Clonie will get it in a few moments, and she can share it with you afterward.”

“Whatever Clonie gets, I can get it, too!”

“Don’t worry, there’s plenty to go around. You’ll have to wait your turn, though.”

Sweetie Belle put a hoof under her head and looked at the sky while she talked to herself. “Can I come inside?”

“Okay, that’d be enough foreplay!” Zex leaned forward and winked at me then whispered quietly. “You’ll get it first. Now bite on the cloth, I’m going in dry.” He stuffed the dirty blindfold in my mouth.

It wasn’t a hoof I felt. I knew that because he was using both forehooves to push me down, and I could also see his hind legs behind me. It didn’t feel as a hoof either. It was soft, yet robust. Stiff, yet agile. 

Sweetie Belle laid her hooves on herself again.

I could feel the splashing between both hind legs. The violating thingy was as thick as my hoof, and I knew it couldn’t fit in there. I wouldn’t even dream of trying to fit it. I pushed out the cloth from my mouth and yelped, “You can’t put that in there!”

“This is one of the reasons why I don’t like to do it with little fillies!”

“Are you going to stop now or at least make it smaller?”

“No, I’ll just push harder!”

“Whaa—” It entered “—aaaaa!”

“If I didn’t know better I’d say I’m bucking your asshole. From all the pussies I felt, and there were many, yours is the tightest!”

“Aw!” I repeatedly hit him with a forehoof, but he didn’t react to the beating at all. The violation of my insides continued.

“Hmm, is that your blood or my pre-cum that’s sticking to my dick? Whatever. Don’t answer that. I don’t really care.”

I sniffled, but he kept on going.

“Stop!”

He kept pounding, slashing deep inside of me.

“I said stop!”

“I heard you, but I don’t think Sweetie Belle is ready to stop just yet.”

I looked at my creator. Big eyes were focused on us. She seemed to be trembling, or was she exercising? Her shoulder rapidly moved up and down, shaking the rest of her body. I couldn’t see what she was doing because she hid behind the crystal.

“I guess the show is still on.” He pulled out his shaft and rubbed it under my dock.

“Please, no! Not there!” I sobbed.

“You want to give Sweetie Belle a full lesson don’t you.”

“Well, yes, but…”

“You don’t want to disobey your master now, do you?”

“No, of course not, I just—please!”

“Tell you what. If you stay quiet for five seconds I’ll stop everything and let you be.” He spread my buttocks with both forehooves and positioned his stallionhood on my ass.

I turned around trying to face him, raising a hoof in his way. I didn’t say anything, but I shook my head as hard as I could. My tears sprayed around me. Can’t he see it won’t fit!

“Remember, not a pip!” He grinned. “Here we go.”

The ripping pain pierced through me. “Aaaaaa!”

Zex smiled. “The meek shall not inherit the world; we won’t let you!” He pushed my head to the ground and repeatedly slammed with his whole body against my behind.

“This is the only thing you evolutionary rejects are good for! Take it. Accept your destiny as a bottom-feeder that you are.”

Sand ate at my skin as he held me down to the ground.

He pounded harder and deeper into me. There was nothing I could do to stop it, so I didn’t even try. Powerless, I sniveled in my self-pity. It was all I could do.

“I think I got it!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed. “It’s funny because you said the word ‘come’ differently. Do all you changelings say cum instead of come?”

Zex gazed at Sweetie Belle with raised eyebrows. “No,” he said simply as he stepped over me.

“I’m scared,” I whispered more to myself than him.

He stared me down, revealing his canines. His member throbbed while his hips twitched back and forth forcing his way into my tight hole. “I’m horny,” he said through his teeth. A drop of saliva dripped down onto me.

“Sweetie Belle, make him stop! Please!”

“Clonie, quit your whining! I’ve gone out of my way to find you a purpose to your life and this is how you repay me?”

His thick shaft penetrated inside. “It hurts!”

“No, it doesn’t! Rarity told me love was a wonderful thing.” She turned to the meany. “Um, Zex, Are you sure you’re not hurting Clonie in any way?”

“Wait, what? I thought you were fine with this. Why didn’t you say something? One ‘no’ is still a ‘yes’, but if you kept telling me to stop, I might change the position.”

“Argh!” I screamed.

“For Tartarus’s sake, Clonie! Stop your yelling, I’m trying to talk to your lover.” She turned to him. “Zex…”

I clenched my teeth, but I couldn’t stop myself from screaming more, “Aaa!”

“Zex, hold on for a moment, will you.”

I felt a slushy liquid inside of me. It burned against my scratched insides. “N-nn!”

“Zex, stop it!”

“Yeah, yeah. Hold your horses! I heard you. It’s hard to stop when you’re about to cum, you know?”

“No, I don’t know! What I do know is that you disobeyed me!”

“That I did. I was testing your boundaries and was curious how far you and Clonie were willing to go. I expected you to stop me at Fluttershy phase. Yet, you didn’t object to any of my provocations. The sheer ruthlessness in you is astounding. What in Tartarus are you, fell creature?”

“Whaa... It was you who did all those things! You can’t blame me for anything. I was just—watching. I thought you knew what you were doing, so I let you.”

He smirked. “Oh, well. I guess it was all just a big misunderstanding then.” He glanced at me. “Um… Sorry about that Clonie. My bad.” He grinned.

Yelping, I glared at him with half-closed eyes. They were the only part of my body that didn’t hurt.

“You were at least showing me what love was all about, right?”

“Oh, um, about that…” He supported his head with a forehoof. “I have no idea what love is. I could tell you everything there is to know about lust, though. Somelings specialize in love and, supposedly, even friendship, but not me. My job description is a pure sexual predator.” He smirked as he pointed a hoof at Sweetie Belle. “And that concludes our lesson about what love is not about.” He smiled at me. “Thank you for volunteering for this presentation my dear. It wouldn’t have been possible without you.”

Sweetie Belle facehoofed.

“Right, now that that’s cleared up…” He turned back to Sweetie Belle. “Just one more question, if I may, before I take my leave. I couldn’t figure it out before. What was that hole Clonie dug before you called her over? It’s not another secret, is it?”

“No, it’s no secret.” Sweetie Belle put on a grin. “She was digging your grave, evil changeling!”

“Wait, I thought we had a deal!”

“Me doing you a favor by not killing you and you paying me back in an unknown way in an undefined future? Is that the deal you are talking about? Do I look as though I need any favors from anypony? I’m more powerful than all the simpletons back in Ponyville. I did want to let you go before, but I’ve changed my mind after what you did to poor Clony.” She didn’t even throw me a glance as she said that. “You must be really stupid for not escaping when you had a chance.”

“Trust me, Sweetie Belle; I’d be far gone by now if I felt threatened by you.”

“Well, you should feel threatened. I’ve beaten you once; I can do it again.”

“Can you?” He smirked.

“You know what?” She pointed a hoof at him. “I don’t really like you, so I’m putting an end to you.”

“You’d be the one who could really use a favor right about now if I wasn’t bound by the promise I gave you.”

“Stalling won’t do you any good. Do you hope your Queen Clitoris will save you by cumming just in time?”

Zex stomped the ground. “Her name is Chrysalis, and she cums when she pleases!”

“Well, neither of them are cumming. It’s the end of the line for you, scum!”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A grin crawled up on his lips as he opened his eyes again. “Contrary to what you believe, I don’t need any saving. You see, as a changeling, I can sip magic energies from anypony who forms an intimate bond with me.”

“All this time you were sipping magic? Well, you couldn’t have drained much from Clonie.”

“You’re right. She’s nothing but an empty husk. If I wouldn’t know better, I’d say she’s not even alive. You on the other hoof…”

“No…”

“Yes, Sweetie Belle, you were my main supplier. It felt as if I was draining two ponies at once from your side and zero ponies from her side.” He spat at me.

“That can’t be right, I wasn’t even doing anything.” She blushed “With you, that is.”

“Don’t you feel it, Sweetie Belle? You’re exhausted. Drained. Grounded.” He grinned. “If I wanted to, I could kill you where you stand.”

Sweetie Belle’s ears perked up upon hearing the last few words. She tensed up and jumped back. Her horn glowed, and a sand curtain erected around Zex. Smaller rocks slid along the ground. Bigger ones stood still as if they were fixed to the ground.

Zex’s horn glowed green. A force field appeared at his side beyond the dusty cocoon around him. He swung his head and the green wall propelled through him, carrying all the debris away. The wall disintegrated, leaving a cloud of dust in a distance.

Sweetie Belle clenched her teeth. While backing up, her legs trembled when she lifted them off the ground.

Zex trotted toward her. She gasped, tensed up her body and closed her eyes.

Should I go help her? No, that could provoke him. Also, it would take a long time before I could crawl to him in my condition. And the worst I could do would be to chew on his hoof.

“Em… Maybe I could find it in me, to let you live…” She murmured.

“Why, that’s mighty white of you, Sweetie Belle.” He lifted a hoof and roughly stroked her head.

She spread all four legs to catch her balance. Her head got repeatedly pushed down by the forceful petting. The muscles all over her body twitched, teeth clenched.

He stepped before her. “Don’t worry. I haven’t completed my promise to you yet. Until I do, you have nothing to fear from me.”

She loosened her body.

He lifted her head with a hoof. “You’ve got a making of a tyrant in you, but there’s more. Another ominous part lurks in the depths. When I connected with your mind, I could sense another presence within. There’s an unyielding force within you, Sweetie Belle. It’s sleeping deep, deep down inside a thick shell of darkness, but it’s there.”

“No! My past self is gone for good! I erased it!”

“One can never erase the core of oneself. On the other hoof, you can burst out of your cocoon whenever you’re ready to face the world. All you need is a little inner drive, and you’ve got plenty of that hidden inside you, Sweetie Belle.”

She murmured through her teeth. “Stop talking!” She closed her eyes and turned her behind toward him. “Go away, disruptor!”

Zex smiled and flapped his insect-like wings. “I'll see you around, Sweetie Belle!” 

He sprang his legs from the ground and flew off through the treetops.

Sweetie Belle’s body remained tense, her teeth clenched. She stayed like that for quite some time. Occasionally her body shook while she murmured unintelligibly. 

Some time passed before she finally rose her head. After she took a deep breath, her body relaxed as a grin crawled on her face. She turned around and walked to me.

I focused my eyes on her to acknowledge her presence. 

“You look like shit.”

I didn't say anything. I couldn't even if I tried. My body ached all over and within me. Each breath I took was a struggle.

“And you ripped my swimsuit!” She kicked some dirt at me with a hoof.

I wanted to apologize to her, but my aching jaw didn't respond. I hoped she knew I didn't do it on purpose.

“On the bright side, I enjoyed your performance. Yours and Zex's.” She looked in the direction he flew.

I’d smile, but I was in too much pain.

Sweetie Belle turned around and trot toward the cave. She stopped abruptly and spoke without looking at me. “I'll make another Clonie to finish the hole you dug.”

Is she rewarding me?

“When she's done she'll help you with my swimsuit. It might still be salvageable.”