Title:           >mfw no changeling qt3.14
Author:          Khornelestia
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First Edit:      Thursday 27th of February 2014 11:12:24 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 27th of February 2014 11:12:24 PM CDT

I want a changeling disguised as a mare to try to woo me, only for me to have him fall for me after I blow his disguise
 
And I would cuddle him, watching him blush as I rub a hand down the soft, warm chiton of his belly, coming to rest on that fleshy sheath of his, adorable squeaks filling the air as he wriggles about.
 
A gentle kiss would make his legs jerk, the love flowing freely and earning a gasp, while his sheath bulged out beneath my hand. I'd tease him, saying sweet, naughty things to him, my thumb rubbing over his blunt cockhead as it pushes free
 
He'd start to pant, my thumb rubbing a little harder as he tries to grow free of the black, soft sheath. I'd lick up his ear and nibble on its tip, his back arching as I finally let him spill free, his sweet pre oozing over his belly
 
My hand would take a hold of his shaft and give it a long, slow stroke, his panting growing a little rougher with each slip up and down. He'd really be squirming now, the mix of love and physical pleasure quickly working him to a peak, and he'd cry my name as he spurts all over his barrel
 
Of course, I can hardly resist letting go and running my fingers through the fine fur that coats his carapace, scooping up some of his seed and popping it into my mouth. I moan, his flavours sweet, with an odd tang, but I have to go back and scoop up some more. All the while he's panting hard, his eyes rolled back while he mutters out a bit of post-orgasmic gibberish
 
Once I was done getting my share of his flavours I would shuffle, slowly wiggling off of my bed with him cupped in my arms. I would carry him towards the bathroom, where I would lower him into the tub before climbing in with him, and warm water would start to flow as I washed his fluids from his body
 
This odd churring sound would come from him as my hands and the sponge cleaned him, little moans escaping his muzzle as I make sure to clean around his mostly-receeded member and his slightly-squishy orbs. I lean in a bit too close, and he lunges up, quickly planting a kiss against my lips, and that's when I feel an odd warmth flowing out of him and into me. Reazlizing what it is, I can't help but push back just as eagerly as he kissed me, my eyes closing as his own love filled me.
 
It would be a minute before that kiss broke, and as I looked down at him, he would look back with a twinkle, an odd glow. Both our loves intermingled within eachother, and as I pick him up from the tub, all clean, I plant a few more kisses. The drying was fairly quick, a quick burst of his magic replacing the wetness with a cuddly heat which stuck with me all the way back to the bed, which I sprawled out on. A little gesture was all he needed to hop up
 
and lay himself down on my chest, his head pushing into the crook of my jaw while my arms wrapped around him snugly
It didn't take long for either of us to fall asleep, one wrapped around the other, and it was made all the better when I woke with him still in my grasp, the blanket drawn over both of us. Some time in the night he must have
 
magicked it over, and I couldn't resist placing a kiss right on the base of his horn
His eyes fluttered, and with a gentle nuzzle he looked up at me. We smiled at eachother for a moment, and only one thing was said between us.
"Good morning"