It was another wonderful day in the life of Hatter. Just a few weeks ago the stallion’s life had been hell, a constant struggle just to keep alive without crumpling from starvation. He had been forced to do terrible things just to stay alive, and now all of that seemed like some kind of distant memory or long forgotten dream, something that could just be brushed under the rug and forgotten.

The past version of him would likely have been annoyed by the very thought that all his problems could be forgotten like this, but now, he was glad. He was glad to wake up and know that he was safe, next to a pony that he felt a genuine love for.

Well, they were not quite married yet, but that was coming up and honestly he was really excited for it. All of these were emotions were rare, things that he had not felt in this capacity in years, they made him want to jump up and scream with joy, yell at the world to express his joy.

He did non of these things however. Every day when he woke up, he was still scared that he was going to wake up in the dank, dark hole that he had come from. It was terrifying, and the only thing that held the terror back was that every day, he woke up in the same place he went to sleep, curled tightly into the love of his life, her cold chitin pressing against his ribs and belly in an oh so soothing fashion.

The ring of fluff around her neck made for a perfect pillow that he could just nestle into so happily, and he could not picture a better place to wake up every morning. It was, in a word, perfect.

It was just another day like every other day in his own version of paradise, he woke up nestled into the love of his life, that cold red chitin and warm fluff feeling so good pressing against. His eyes slowly opened, taking just a moment to bask in the joy that this moment brought him.

He would have loved to just sit here forever, let the moment fill him with joy until he was fit to burst. Unfortunately, such a thing was not practical, and soon he would need to climb to his hooves and prepare for the tasks that the day ahead would bring him.

After a moment he managed to force himself away from the female and out from under the sheets into the cold world beyond. He had not yet put his jacket on, which meant his feminine frame was bared against the freezing cold outside. Hatter never normally took his jacket off as beneath his body was battered and scar covered, and only the armoured and padded jacket made him feel safe.

He did not need it when he was nestled into his cuddlebug however. Fuck, normal life was starting to get to him, he never used to be that mushy. His horn glowed to life as the gray unicorn focused his magic to the best of his ability, lifting up his jacket and pulling it on over his skinny frame, finally protecting him from the cold of the outside world.

Flux muttered something in her sleep, seeming to realize that he was no longer in bed, but she did not wake, which was good, because he still had things to do. He trotted his way through their new home, still not feeling fully comfortable within it. The small cottage was so much bigger then his old tin hut, and it had walls that were actually made out of a solid substance other then thin tin, which meant he did not feel like he owned the place just yet.

Hatter was sure that in time he would come to accept the fact that he now owned a normal house, that he was safe and there was no need to worry about hungry animals trying to eat his face in the middle of the night.

The kitchen was a fairly simple affair, cream walls, oak cupboards, a wood fired stove and stone countertops. He had tried to make it seem cosy, and in some ways he had achieved that goal.
To start with he loaded up the wood-fired stove with logs and lit them using a match, starting a roaring fire. It took about fifteen minutes for the oven to heat up, and by the time it had, Hatter had already prepared the pancake mix and the frying pan.

The sounds of sizzling and the smells of an experienced cook soon filled the room, and in under thirty minutes, Hatter had prepared a whole batch of pancakes along with a pot of tea. He carried all of these things back to the bedroom and placed them next to the creature that he loved so much.

He slipped back into bed next to the love of his life, wrapping his hooves tightly around them as he nuzzled gently into the back of their neck, attempting to gently awaken them without startling them.

Flux’s eyes slowly slid open, those piercing red eyes seeming to stare straight into the very core of his being, making his heart leap and flutter.
“Hey Hatter, how’s it going sweetie?” She practically purred, making his heart feel like it was going to jump up into his mouth.

“I made pancakes and tea!” Hatter responded, “It’s going really good, now that I’m here with you,” He nestled deep into their neck fluff and sighed, tail swishing softly behind him.

Flux moved out of the bed, dragging herself to the edge of the bed and picking up the teapot with her magic, pouring a stream of the golden brown fluid into a small teacup, steam rising off it as she gently took it in her magic, lifting it up to her lips and taking a soft, but very long sip.

The bug then turned to face him with a seductive look in her eyes, and he knew exactly what it was that she wanted. Hatter leaned his head forward and firmly planted a kiss against her lips. Unlike the rest of her chitin, this area felt warm, two warm strips of flesh pressing against his lips.

Suddenly it was if he was about to burst, he could feel butterflies filling his tummy, and he had not eaten any caterpillars in a long while so that must mean it was something to do with his love for this mare. Those emerald green eyes of his stared deep into the eyes of his love, and for just a moment they were not two separate creatures, much rather one being, one whole, soul bonded for life.

And then Hatter sent his tongue forward, dancing into her maw in an attempt to scoop the tea from out of her maw. He was from Trottingham, so the joke between the two of them was that he was an absolute slut for tea, which in quite a few ways  was in fact true.

Tongue hungrily danced around inside of her maw, acting like a shovel that he desperately used to try and move the tea from within her mouth to within his mouth. The intensity of the kiss soon had his loins starting to tingle, the unicorn’s modest member suddenly twitching to life between his legs.

Of course, they had not yet had breakfast and getting stupidly horny would likely distract her from the pancakes had prepared. He begin to greedily suckle the tea down from out of her maw.

After he was done, he let out a content sigh and leaned back against the bed, trying his best to just… relax.

It was nice. Flux sat up out of the bed, and he noticed that she had a small bulge in her belly, or roughly around where he belly was. He knew the position of all the organs within a pony, but changeling anatomy was vastly different to that of a pony, despite them looking so similar in structure.

Hatter let out a content sigh as he cuddled tighter into the creature that he had given everything to. “I see the pregnancy is going really well… I wonder how much bigger your belly is going to get.” He asked, nestling lovingly into her side as he stroked her side.

Flux gave a soft chuckle as one of her hooves rubbed gently over her side. “The eggs are already fully grown Hatter, changelings don’t get any larger then this because if they did they’d have to shed their chitin and become so weighed down that they would be unable to work. Instead, we lay eggs.”

The ash gray stallion looked at the bug that was currently munching down pancakes and gave a stiff nod. “I know this already, I read a whole book on changelings and how they work before I met you. I know that you lay eggs. Where do you normally put them, do I need to create somewhere warm, dark and damp.”

The changeling that he loved so much gave a chuckle that stopped his heart and turned it to ice. He was not scared, simply very nervous all of a sudden. He knew that there was something not right about this situation and now that had been proven to be the case. Of course he did not panic, he just gave his future wife a comforting smile and leaned back against the soft confines of their bed.

“What’s so funny?” He asked, giving a lick up her side. It was a strange interaction, but not so much for the bug, cleaning her chitin was a sign of love.

“Well, you see. We normally keep our eggs in designated broodmothers who carry several clutches until they hatch, and then we get to care for them with the help of said brood mother.”

Hatter blinked a few times in an attempt to process the information that he had just been given. Then it finally clicked in his head what it was that his wife wanted. Well, future wife in any case.

“And… You want to keep your eggs in me?” Hatter asked with a dark blush rushing to his cheeks. He did not know how to deal with this situation. All his books on changelings had failed to prepare him for this, non of them have mentioned this kind of breeding habit, likely because few creatures had ever actually managed to study changelings up close or take in depth notes about them.

It was likely the case that Hatter was now one of the world’s leading experts on changelings, after all he had buried his penis inside of one. No other scientist had managed to get that sweet changeling coochie, sad nerds in lab coats peering over notes. The fact they were smarter then him reall-

“Hatter, you’re blanking out again. Stay focused please,” Flux said, giving him a slight pat on the head in an attempt to make sure that he would not go back to being blanked out. The stallion gave a soft shudder as he snapped back to reality, looking at his wife with a slight smile on his face.

“Let me guess, you want me to store the eggs inside myself until they’re ready to be hatched?”

Flux shook her head slowly, “Sorry… I.. ah, need it to be a broodmare, or in the least a mare. Your plot won’t do because of bacteria and the fact you need to use the bathroom, which would of cause cause problems. I guess what I am saying is… I want permission to find a mare or changeling broodnmotherr to plant my eggs inside of. It would make me super, super happy!”

Hatter seemed to think for a few moments, the gears of his mind practically grinding against one another as he worked over the information he had been given and the response that he was going to give.

“W-what… I mean I really don’t want to say no… I know… Changelings have different social expectations and all that, but… I really wanted you all to myself! You’re my snuggle bug and I love you so much that the thought of you… With someone else it’s just… I don’t like it. Is there something else we can do!”
Flux seemed to be sensing all the love that now filled the air, wobbling slightly on her hooves as a soft grin spread across her face. She seemed to be drunk and totally out of it for a few minutes, before she once again snapped into focus on the stallion that she loved so much.

“I figured you might say that, and that’s why I came up with a backup plan that will allow me to store the eggs in you!” Flux said, leaning in close and nuzzling against his neck, before leaning back up to finish her food.

After they both finished, Hatter climbed out of bed and stretched out his body with a soft sigh, several bones giving pops and several muscles aching in complaint at having to stay within the confines of the old stallion.

“Well, what do I need to do? I’d do anything for you, you know that, right?”

Flux gave a soft nod, followed by a dreamy smile “I know Hatter, it’s part of the reason that I love you so much.”

Hatter felt a twinge of pain within his heart, not physical pain that would suggest he was simple having a heart attack, but emotional pain that dug in deep and turned his cheeks a shade of red.

He had never gotten comfortable with the thought of another person loving him, even if it was someone that he cared about as deeply as he did for Flux. He was sure that in time he would come to terms with being loved, but until that point, he simple had to bare with it.

“So, what is it that you need, my lovely snuggle bug?” Hatter purred seductively as he moved over to her.
“Well, I have a potion, all you need to do is drink it and I can store my eggs in you!”


With that, Flux trotted into the kitchen, coming out a minute later with a potion bottle in her magic. The fluid within was a deep purple in colour and seemed to shift in colour even as Hatter watched. She placed the potion before Hatter on the table and the two ponies looked between each other with differing expressions on their face.

Flux looked really happy and excited, whereas Hatter simply looked slightly unsure about the whole situation, like a dog when you pretended to throw a ball but in reality retained it within your hand.

Hatter realized that he was getting worried over nothing again however. Flux would never do anything to hurt him. His horn glowed to life and took up the potion in his apple green magic, taking off the stopper with a single motion before bringing it to his lips and tilting his head back.

In one motion he downed the whole potion, trying his best to not let it touch the sides of his mouth as he guzzled it down in one motion.

He suspected that it would taste foul, but he did not remember actually drinking it. One minute he was taking off the cork, the next he was on his back thrashing about wildly as wave after wave of pain, pleasure and warmth ripped through his body.

The gray stallion was not quite sure what it was that was happening to him, but Flux seemed to take a keen interest at staring at him as the potion worked its magic. The first part of his body he noticed a shift in was his hips, which spread outwards and became wider. Quite a painful experience actually.

Next was his privates, which begin to tingle and send waves of confusing signal through his body. His eyes rolled back in his skull as he begin to writhe around on his back, hooves frantically rubbing at his chest as his whole body seemed to writhe and contort.

And then Hatter realized that he was no longer a stallion. His privates had shifted and changed and where he had once had his penis, he now had a vagina. Or, she now had a vagina. Not that Hatter was getting into an argument about gender pronouns of course.

The newly formed mare looked over her body with a soft shudder, her flank was thick, her hips were wide, and her body was practically quivering with excitement already. For some reason Hatter suddenly felt ten years younger and-

“Holy fuck. I’m a mare.” She exclaimed simply. There were no other words that could better explain the situation then that. She was now a mare. In the space of about five minutes, she had gone from being a stallion to being a mare, it did not make much sense, but by Celestia did it turn her on.

Already she could feel her loins starting to tingle, her whole body giving a practical quiver before one of her hooves went up to rub at her new private parts.

At this point, her future wife’s horn glowed to life and grabbed her hoof, preventing her from touching and feeling up her new body part. It was something that forced a soft whine from Hatter as he looked up to Flux for an explanation of why she had done that, but Flux simply let an almost evil smirk spread across her face.

“No touching yourself Hatter. I have something far more exciting planned. You like exciting things, don’t you?”

It was then that Hatter’s fiance begin to shift and change before him. It was both mesmerising and slightly concerning at the same time as the chitin plates that covered her thickened up and formed into armour, her form seeming to grow taller and taller with every second that passed, until she was at least twice the size that Hatter had been.

Her legs lengthened, her neck joined it, and in the space of just under a few moments, a poof of flame washed over her and by the time that Hatter was able to see again, Flux had gone from being a small drone female to being a fucking changeling king.

Hatter had never seen one in person, and it honestly made her nervous. The slight tingle of fear would have been bad for most ponies, but for Hatter it was exciting and it sent a rush of blood to her loins that was her first experience of being turned on as a mare.

It was strange, but she could feel her juices starting to slowly drip down the inside of her thighs already. Apparently as a mare she was quite the gusher, and she wanted to rub at her cunt so badly, but she knew that if she did, then Flux was going to punish her.

Even that seemed to turn her on, leaning back as she let out a grunt. She did not know why it was that she was grunting, but upon seeing how large the shaft beneath Flux, it gave her a reason to grunt for entirely different reasons.

Flux gave a soft smirk, staring down at the mare beneath him as is cock twitched softly “Are you’re sure that you’re going to be fine taking all those eggs? Or are you going to need some lube and help to take it all?”

Hatter did not even need to think about it. Her cunt was drenched and she could barely even think at this point. She wanted the whole length inside of her, and she wanted the whole length inside her.

“Come on. I don’t care at all, give me the whole thing Flux. I want to be your broodmare.”
Flux chuckled softly as his tail swished behind him. His voice was deeper and far more manly and- Oh fuck… She tried to ignore the feeling that was filling her, but her cunt was so wet and-

She leaned back and begin to rub frantically at her cunt, she could just not help herself.

Flux’s horn glowed to life again and she spread the mare’s hooves out across the sofa and pinned her down against it.  Hatter knew what was coming next and she wanted to scream in pleasure or do anything to express the feeling that was now filling her body.

The massive changeling king above her let out another dark laugh upon seeing her try to struggle against the bonds. “Celestia, you really want this cock don’t you?” You do realize that I could make you beg for it right? And there’s nothing you could do about it.”

Hatter nodded and let out a whimper as her hips pushed forward and ground forward against the air.  She wanted it so bad, and her eyes fixed firmly up to Flux as she let out a soft whimper, desperately trying to tell the powerful stallion above her just how bad she wanted the cock buried inside of her.

Luckily, Flux was not a cruel pony and was actually a really good lover. Flux’s hips moved forward and the head of that massive member kissed against her snatch as she let out a soft whine.

Strange new feelings and sensations were tearing their way through her body, things that she had not experienced ever before, and she wanted more of them! She spread her hips apart and let out a groan, trying to force her hips forward to sink the head of the massive length into her snatch.

She was quite sure that she had never wanted something quite so bad in her life, and she was also sure that if she did not get it, it was going to end up driving her mad.

Flux did not say anything, she did not taunt Hatter further, she simply took a moment, then pushed her hips forward hard. Hatter’s cunt managed to resist the movement for a few moments, spreading outwards further and further to the point that it felt like it was going to snap.


The feeling that ripped through her body was not exactly one of pain, if it could be described as anything, it was that weird sort of pain you got from tearing off a plaster that was quickly replaced with relief. She felt the pressure of the cock spreading her, getting closer and closer to slipping inside.

There was a soft noise that could only reasonably be described as a pop, the head of the massive member suddenly snapping into her. She let out a squeal of pleasure as inch after inch of the massive cock suddenly sank into her, spreading her walls so wide that her back could not help but arch her back, forcing the cock deeper into her snatch like the cock hungry whore that she was.

She had never felt anything like this before, the feeling of being so filled up was one that had previously been alien to Hatter. It was definitely one of the most amazing things she had felt in her whole life however, and it was made even better by the piercing red eyes of her lover, which seemed to see into her very soul, making sure that she was not being hurt and that she was enjoying the situation, which she most certainly was. Every inch of her nerve endings was currently screaming in pleasure, and as the powerful hips of her lover begin to drive that cock back and forth, so was she, her back arching and her eyes rolling up as her hooves dug into the couch that they had been sat on, trying to contain the violent spasms that came with the muscle spasms of pleasure.

Her whole body felt like it was going to give out at any moment, her mind felt like it was filled with cotton wool, a thick haze of lust and pleasure preventing her from thinking straight.

While she convulsed, howled and writhed in pleasure on her back, the king stood above her seemed to have a fairly normal expression on his face, it was clear that he was enjoying it, but nowhere near as much as she was.

Had this been what Flux had been experiencing every time they had sex. Is this what she had been missing out on her whole life? She did not know, but she was howling in pleasure regardless, her hooves scraping at the couch as if she was trying to tear it apart.

Flux did not seem to have trouble controlling his body in the slightest, that thick cock kept ploughing back and forth in a steadfast and unrelenting fashion, those bright crimson eyes seeming highly amused at the mare who was currently thrashing about beneath then, their hips pushing back and forth calmly, ploughing that thick length of stallion meat in and out of her tight cunt, which could do little more then take it and convulse frantically around it, either trying to force it out or pull it even deeper into their snatch.

Wave after wave of pleasure tore through her, and instead of breaking apart like waves tended to do once they had reached their peak, these waves instead left something behind, like an imprint in the sand. An imprint that told Hatter soon she would be convulsing even harder on the couch and making an absolute fool of herself as an orgasm ripped apart what little thoughts her mind could already barely form.

The massive stallion chuckled softly as she watched Hatter’s eyes roll back in her head, not slowing down in the slightest or giving the poor mare any slight mercy.

Soon, her hooves curled even tighter against the couch as an ungodly screech tore its way from her lips.

Normally this is where a vivid description of how intense a climax the female endured would go. As wave after unceasing wave of pleasure ripped through her body however, Hatter soon realized that this much pleasure was actually too much for her.

And she was too late to stop it. Her whole vision turned white as she howled louder and louder, desperately trying to express what it was that she was feeling. And then Hatter suddenly went limp like a noodle, flopping down against the couch as Flux slowed, just for a moment, just to make sure that their mate was still breathing and still functional.

After confirming that this was the case, the king soon went back to thrusting. His own climax had been building for quite a while, and after several moments of pounding the poor gray mare beneath them. His cock twitched and a wave of pleasure suddenly ripped through him, forcing his back to arch hard as he let out a growl.

Flux had never growled before, but it was certainly the best response for the moment, waves of pleasure rocked through his body. He arched his own back as his eyes fluttered softly, before his cock twitched rapidly within the mare, a thick spurt of cum suddenly shooting out of his cock and filling up the mare as he almost lost control of his perfect form. Spurt after spurt of the green cum filled the mare, blasting her full of the thick green substance that would make sure the eggs got everything they needed until they were ready to hatch.

The eggs followed shortly after the cum, and Hatter managed to snap awake just in time to feel herself being filled with them. It was like the whole length of his cock was quivering, a object just smaller then a pomegranate slowly sliding down the length of her cock, making Hatter squeak as the head of Flux’s cock opened up like a flower, spreading the entrance of her womb apart and preparing her to take the clutch of eggs.

The first egg slipped into her, forcing a soft groan from her as the secondary effect of the cum begin to take hold. They did not want to risk the mare struggling around and hurting themselves, so the cum also caused a relaxing effect in whoever it happened to get pounded into.

Hatter let out a docile moan and then seemed to melt into the sofa, quivering softly as she stared lovingly up at the stallion she so loved, who was stood over her with an almost mocking cheeky smile etched across his face.

The eggs kept coming, and soon her belly was so full that it lightly bloated from the amount of eggs that had been pumped into them. Her eyes fluttered as she sprawled out on the sofa, all the strength seeming to have drained out of her body by this point.

Flux looked down at her mate and smiled softly, cuddling into her in a protective fashion as she begin to drift off, still basking in her afterglow.