{"sf1_id":613813,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Alma Mater","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":4116,"posted_at":"2013-11-14T21:13:00.000Z","tags":["Dragon","Human","M/F","Story Progression","Unicorn","Vaginal"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/613813-alma-mater","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/613813","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=613813\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#20 of Robbin Red\n\nIs there a circle of life? Or just beginnings and ends?","content":"\n Jon-Tom's\nformer room at Huntchy's, now solely occupied by himself and Alma, was devoid\nof furniture. As equines, they hardly needed it to be comfortable. However,\nboth stood there assessing each other. Despite the urgings of the flesh, he\nrefrained from making an opening move. Alma was doing the same, suddenly aware\nof the magnitude of possibilities their union now posed. She was suddenly\nnervous, fearful even. She was a creature of her own time, and whatever she did\naffected her and those around her. But his presence meant that they could cause\nripples in time. What she had been able to retain of his memories showed a wide\nand varied panorama of creatures, situations, and confluences of multiple\nthreads that wove and rewove into a confusing tapestry of time. \nHe spoke of Fairy Hooves and Dhoov\nCapell. Did he really know anything about them? Did he know the origins of\nunicorns and their relationship with the other equines? Being something didn't\nmake that form part of your natural self, not the way she had been taught. But\nthis human seemed to have rewritten those rules. It was as if he was aware of\nthings that were only hinted at in the most arcane of texts. Yet, on the\noutside, he was at times as simple as child. He made no sense. Therefore, the\nbest way to deal with this was to be straight forward about it.\n\"I couldn't agree more!\" he said\nmatter-of-factly. She jumped. \n\"You can read my thoughts!\"\nHe whinnied out a chuckle. \"I don't\nmake a habit of it, but since we were connected mentally, the link remains. You\nhaven't noticed because I'm dampening my end to save you wash back from my\nmemories. But your mind is very open, and I might add, refreshingly clear.\nDespite your time as a dragon, you bare essence has remained untainted. I\ncongratulate you. You adapted very well to the conflict between preserving life\nand destroying evil. That's not an easy tightrope to walk, especially for a\nquadruped.\"\nShe was suddenly very shy. \"Then\nyou've seen my feelings for you. I'm still trying to sort them out. I have\nmisgivings about this liaison. My body wants it in the worse way, but my better\njudgment says I should forego such a thing. What do you think?\"\nHis laughter boomed around the\nroom. \"What do I think? My present wife put me into this loaded and cocked body\nwithout the safety on! You're lucky you're not pinned to the floor right now\nscreaming for me to withdraw. If it weren't for the fact that I've had decades\nof practice controlling my urges to some extent, we wouldn't be having this\nconversation.\"\nShe trembled a little at his words.\nIn her time, she was both praised and despised for being one of the strongest\npowers around. She knew that a good part of that was her inherent magic. No one\nhad expected a magical being to also have magical power. This stallion standing\nacross from her was at least a thousand fold what she had been.\nHe laughed again. \"Power doesn't\nmake the magician, nor the unicorn.\nPower is all around us, in the wind, the sun, the waves, the movement of\nthe planet in its course around its star. Controlling power is a talent, having\npower is a gift. As a unicorn I can heal, myself as well as others. I can tap\ninto minds, as you know. I can also communicate with you mind to mind,\" which\nhe was suddenly doing, \"and I can transform to a secondary form.\"\nAs she watched he became himself\nagain, a tall lanky human, now completely naked. She liked the stallion better.\nShe said as much. \"I like the big black fellow much more than a skinny hairless\nape; no offense meant of course.\"\nHis laughter was less booming now.\n\"None taken. I've been called worse. And I am what I am. But my point is that\nyou should be able to change into another form as well. Have you ever tried?\"\nIt was a good question. \"The only\ntime I ever tried to change was to that scaly form you two rescued me from.\nIt's hardly what you've got there.\"\nShe could tell he was thinking.\n\"Hmmmm. I wonder... Maybe you did something you weren't aware of. Perhaps your\nother form was a wild card, so to speak, and what you ended up with was a\ndragon. Weirder things have happened!\"\nShe protested. \"But that\ntransformation took all of my magic! It took the immense power your wife holds\nto pull me back to this, my natural form. If that form was something inherent\nto my abilities, why couldn't I change back?\"\nHe chuckled, reforming into the\nstallion. \"When I was pulled over here to this world, I was an absolute idiot.\nI was stoned and out of my head. Sometime later I happened upon an instrument,\na duar. That's when I found I could do magic. Over the decades I learned a lot\nand I've done a lot. My point is, you changed once, and you assumed that it was\nsimply due to a spell. But what if you were wrong? What if you can change at\nwill? Do you have the strength to do it again?\"\nShe was shaking. If what he said\nwas true, then she had wasted nearly a century stuck in a form she could have\nswitched from at any time. The thought scared her and infuriated her at the\nsame time. In her rage she felt a spark in her belly. The next moment she was\nbrushing the ceiling with her leathery ears.\nJon-Tom gazed up with admiration.\n\"Well look at that! I don't know if this was your natural secondary form, but\ndamn; it's one hell of a change. Now, can you revert back to unicorn?\"\nShe was flustered. The world was\nspinning. The floor came rushing up to embrace her. She was stopped by an iron\ngrip on her head. As her eyes cleared, she could see him there, his black and\npowerful horn touching hers. It was as if their bodies had merged into one. \n \"Whoa there\nAlma. After a century, I would have thought you would have figured this out. It\nwasn't external magic that transformed you; it was your own natural ability.\nAnd people call me dense sometimes. But don't think of your past years as a\nwaste.\"\nShe was so emotional right now she\nwas glad he was holding her upright. \"I did a lot of things that I found\nrepugnant. I'll have to live with that knowing I could have altered the course\nof my own history with a little effort. What's good about that?\"\nHe smiled so warmly that she nearly\nmelted. \"If you hadn't, I would have never been able to meet such an\nextraordinary creature as yourself. As far as affecting the timeline, well, I\nsay we make our own futures. In my time the past has happened, but as I am\npresently in my past, that therefore makes it the present. So my former present\nis now the future. It seems to me that everything I do is what should have\nhappened, in one form or another. So whatever we decide to do is what we will\ndo. I don't foresee us damaging the timeline. I've done some pretty disruptive\nthings, and the temporal dimension has righted itself every time.\"\nHe sounded so sure of himself he\nappeared arrogant. The fact that he meant every word nearly floored her. One of\nher old professors had taught a class on theoretical magic. He had told the\nstudents that disrupting the timeline would, should it be possible, destroy the\nvery fabric of the universe. This human toyed with it like it was a child's\ngame. If she didn't have a foal by this being, then she would regret her\ndecision for whatever her remaining years might be. \nShe went to speak. Their horns were\nstill locked together. \"I can hear everything you think my dearest little mare.\nI am not averse to offering you a foal. But be warned that I have neither the\ncapacity nor the assurance of being available to be his proper sire. It's happened\nbefore. But...I will say this. You are free to remain in Hobarrow as long as you\nwish, and by the same token, you are free to leave whenever you wish. I will\nneither push you away, nor can I be dedicated in a manner that I find to be\nsuitable. I made a firm commitment to Sybeele, and she has gone to\nextraordinary lengths to be here with me. \"\nAlma's mental answer made him let\nout an undignified guffaw. \"My, my, my. When was the last time you got laid my\npretty little pony?\"\nHe loosened his grip on her horn,\nallowing her to stand normally. \"I'm not a pony, damn you, and as you know all\ntoo well it's been ninety years since I've had the pleasure. Do you think\nyou're game to making up the lost time?\"\nThe images that flowed into her\nbrain put her system on the edge of an orgasm...and he hadn't even touched her!\nBut the thought that he projected caught her off guard. She considered it for\nabout three seconds before complying. Jon-Tom was delighted. He had the\nopportunity once before to do this, of a sort, but his commitment to Talea kept\nhim from considering it. Sybeele had sanctioned this, so there was no reason\nnot to get as much out of it as he could. The clock was ticking after all. \nShe followed his directions,\nshifting her body into a comfortable position on her back. Equines never had\nsex like this, but then at the moment that rule was fairly much moot. He\nstraddled her, getting in position over her back legs. She wanted him in and\nher impatience was making her antsy. \"Calm down girl. We'll get there soon enough.\"\nIndeed he did. Once he found the\nbest position, he allowed his cock to slide out. She couldn't see it, but she\ncould feel the weight of it. It might give Maarteel's a run for the money. The\ntip of it found its way where it needed to be. Lubrication was no problem, as\nit was flowing out in a little rivulet. She would never have believed he could\nreach bottom, but then she had never encountered a male unicorn before. He\nadjusted his length, finding that it was the longest he had ever had to make it.\n \"Damn\nAlma! I've been a dragon on several occasions, but never once did I have to\nopportunity of making love to one. As human, it would have been rather pointless;\nkind of like the mouse raping the lion.\"\nShe\nsucked in a deep breath. When she exhaled she whispered, \"No one I know...\" A\nlittle smoke flowed around her teeth and curled to the ceiling. As it was, she\nwas raptly engrossed by the sensation of his cock inside her, moving around\nlike a serpent. Once it hit bottom, or top or whatever, she could feel him\nexpanding it until she knew it had to be the size of a small tree trunk. It was\nas if a L'borean riding snake had invaded her body.\n He\nground his belly against her scaly underside, pushing in with all his might.\nShe was wondering where he could keep that much cock when it dawned on her that\nshe had just went from equine to dragon to equine to dragon again. That was a\nhell of a lot more change in mass than one cock. Magic did some funny things.\nShe'd put her mind to it later. Right now it was time to shut down the brain\nand let the hormones flow.\n She\npropped her head and neck in a corner of the room, being able to simultaneously\nrelax and watch him work. He wasn't small, but she presently massed four times\nwhat he did. It didn't seem to bother him. He planted his back hooves on the\nstone floor and grasped her sides with the front ones. Any tighter and she was\nsure he was going to dent her scales! She let her wings out to her sides and\nlowered herself into the pleasurable feeling.\n Jon-Tom\nhad considered bedding the lovely unicorn a privilege, but his mind had gone\none step further. He had had his cock in a lot of females, but never had he had\na chance like this. It was almost too bad he couldn't change into the dragon he\nhad come to inhabit as of late, but that was his wife's doing. It wasn't a\ncomplaint. Just idle wishing.\n The\nfirst thing he noticed was that she was hot. He had hardly noticed when his own\ndragon blood was running at a temperature far higher than a normal human body\ncould withstand. Her's was equal to that. She was warm enough inside to cause\nhim to break out in a sweat. It was alright by him. What was sex if a person\ndidn't perspire a little? Besides, there were other things to be concerned\nabout.\n He was\nfinding his hooves didn't get a grip on the smooth stone floor. He finally gave\nup and worked with his front legs, which already had a tight lock around her\nlower belly. He had sufficient strength to pull with them. She didn't mind.\nWith his rear support gone, his full weight bore down on her flesh. He hardly\nmassed enough to cause discomfort. Quite the contrary, it was a glorious\nfeeling. As he worked away, she reveled in how this was the best she'd felt in\nnearly a century. Her cares were suddenly gone, and her body was topped out in\npleasurable activity. And the best thing was, she might finally get to be a\nmother! And it was all ahppeneing within the span of a single day.\n Jon-Tom\ncould sense her thoughts clearly. It made him smile inside. While he was\ndelving into her deepest bodily reaches, he was plumbing her mind as well. She\nwas so relaxed that he had no trouble wandering through it, much like taking a\npleasant walk through a flowered meadow. She was full of surprises despite the\ndifficulty of her decades of draconian living. He carefully backed out and\nreturned to his own mind. Just in time too. He could feel his body rising up to\nthe peak that arrived just before a climax. He caught hold of it and made it a\nplateau, keeping himself from blowing.\n Alma had\nfelt a tickle in her mind, like having a fly in her ear. It wasn't enough to\ndistract her from the tension building up in her belly. When she felt him\nstiffen up even harder (if that was possible) she knew he was ready to blow.\nShe brought her lower legs up and encircled his body. She wisely locked her\ntoes together to keep her deadly claws off his fine black hide. Her embrace was\nenough to crush a normal sized creature. She was careful not to overdo it.\n Jon-Tom\nhad intended to keep going for a few moments longer when he felt her shift and\nlock him in place. It was such a turn-on he lost his concentration and spilled\nforth. He was going to thrust with a fury, but was unable to move. Instead, he\ncould feel her take over, using her locked limbs and tail to move him. She did\nit with forced deliberateness. As the minutes ticked by she became more\nforceful, so that by the time she came he felt like she was going to be pushing\nhis entire equine body into her hot depths. He ignored what discomfort there\nwas when his own body responded again. This time it was nearly painful, pushing\nas it did through already tightened passages. He couldn't help but let loose a\nwhinny as his fluids ripped from their moorings and shot like a cannon into her\nwaiting body.\n She\nshuddered with him; then, as one they fell into a state of euphoric stupor. She\nreached down with a massive paw and gently stroked his mane. \"I'm glad Maarteel\nisn't around to hear this, but that beat anything that old brute could ever do.\nI would never have thought of doing something like this in a manner, well, like\nthis. You certainly know how to show a girl a good time!\"\n He was\nlying rather sprawled over top of her belly. His cock was mostly still inside.\nWith the length he had had to create, pulling out was going to be more work than\nhe wanted to do right now. \"And you're quite the dragon Alma. Thanks! In all my\nyears, I really never had an opportunity like this!\"\n She\ngave him a massive hug. \"I find that hard to believe, after all I've seen in\nyour head. Too bad I can't recall more of it, but I was rather drawn to your\nsexual experiences. And come to think of it, I believe you did have sex as a\ndragon!\" Her tone wasn't remonstrating, just one of surprise.\n He\nchuckled out a whinny. \"Yes, I did. I was the dragon, and my wife was the\nfemale. I could tell you about it sometime. That was quite the experience. It\nwas when I found out I had a son by Mel-Aura. He was sick and my form happened\nto be perfect for fixing what ailed him.\"\n She\nsearched his memories and found the image associated with the name Mel-Aura.\nShe was a lovely golden eagle, with feathers that glowed like the metal so many\nvalued. She was something to behold. \"I say Jon-Tom...or do you prefer Aiden\nDrake?\" His chuckle was barely discernible.\n \"It's\nless confusing to use my normal name, but if you'd like, you can use Aiden.\nI've got nicknames up the butt, so to speak. All I ask is that you be\nconsistent.\"\n \"Then\nJon-Tom it is. What I was wondering was; all these female you've bedded. Now\nthat I'm one of them, what will that mean for me?\n He gave\na mental shrug which carried over to her mind. \"Like I said, I have a\ncommitment to Sybeele. I was surprised she allowed this little union to happen.\nAs for you, I already told you you could stay in town if you wished. I'll not\ndeny the foal is ours. I mean, what is anyone going to do? I run the town and I\nhave the power to back up my decrees. There is nothing anyone can do to cajole\nme or control me. It's why I sent Huntchy to meet up with his loves. If they\nwant him still, then I will gladly officiate their union. I was married once to\na wonderful horse myself.\"\n She\nnodded her scaly head. \"Yes, I seem to recall. Lorissa, wasn't it?\"\n He\nsmiled. \"Yes, that's right. She was a wonderful little thing. She was the\ndescendant of Dhoov Capell and Fairy Hooves.\"\n \"Yes, I\nsaw them in your mind too. But that got me thinking. If I look like this Fairy\nHooves, what's to say she's not one of my descendants? Wouldn't that mean that\nyour presence here was preordained? And if you are, therefore, the sire to my\nfoal, wouldn't that make your foal with her your descendant on both sides?\"\n She\nthought she might have gotten him thinking on this, but he let it slide off his\nhide like cool water. \"You may be right. I have no way of knowing what will\nhappen with our foal. He or she may go on to start the bloodline that becomes\nthe House Capell. What difference does it make?\"\n She was\nvery thoughtful for a few minutes. He didn't intrude into her mind, but waited\nfor her to think things through. \"But don't you see Jon-Tom; the timeline will\nfeed back upon itself. Thats what my teacher said. It will get stuck in a loop,\nfeeding upon itself in an inescapable paradox.\"\n \"Oh I\nget what you're saying. That by going back in time I have essentially become my\nown grandfather-sort-of-thing. That could very well be except for one fact\nwhich you've failed to take into account. I'm not from here. I'm an\noff-worlder. My old mentor Clothahump pulled me from my planet to this one.\nTherefore I have no past here. I got thrown into my own world by accident and I\ndid no damage whatsoever. One might say my part there was preordained, as what\nI did actually happened. Therefore, here my presence is a wildcard. I either\nwas never supposed to be here, or I was predestined to be here. Either way, I\nquit worrying a long time ago.\"\n That\nstumped her. \"I see. Instead of being a fixed point, you are a random one. That\ngoes against what I was taught. But my teachers had only their own experiences\nand learning to go by. So you may, in your own time, have already done\neverything that you have yet to do here? That's a bit mind boggling. I can see\nwhere you would do well to stick with your spouse. But what's to say that your\ndescendants from her might not evolve into your human wife, what was her name...?\"\n \"Talea.\nAnd again, you may be correct. But if it happens to be the case, I think that\nour genetics will have diverged enough not to cause a problem. We have a son\ntogether, before any of this time travel stuff, and he came out well enough.\nBesides, my genetics are rather restricted, as you say, by my faithfulness to\nmy wife. She knows I'll always do what I\nthink is best, even when it comes down to something like this. She made a deal\nwith Eve just to be pulled across the cosmos like I was.\"\n That got\nher thinking on another note. \"Yes, this goddess figure I saw in your head. I\ndo not understand her at all. Could you sum her up for me?\"\n \"Eve is\nthe life force of this planet. I extracted her as a personality, and put my own\npower back into the planet's core to keep it going. She is now free to roam at\nwill. It is her ability to time travel that has brought me back here. I have no\nidea what I'm supposed to be doing, so I do what comes to mind. I'm not dead\nyet, so I'm doing something right.\"\n \"Where\nis this Eve?\"\n He\nshrugged his big black shoulders. \"I haven't the faintest idea. She comes and\ngoes as she pleases. She could be back in my time, or she could be here somewhere.\nShe can change into any form, or no form at all. I just don't dwell on her,\nsince I have no control over her.\"\n Alma\ngot a crafty look on her face. \"I don't think that's true. If you really wanted\nto get a hold of her, could you not just go to where you found her before? She\nwould, by definition, still be there as a prisoner of her own body. Thus, where\never she might be in time, if you contacted her in the present, the memory of\nit should carry down the line.\"\n He was\nso taken aback by this logic he startled himself back into human form. He had\nto make some hasty adjustments to his anatomy. Doing that, he slid off her\nbelly and onto the floor. She did the same, turning back into a unicorn. She\nhad to struggle a moment to get upright. She found her center of gravity and\nstood.\n \"I\nnever thought of that. Of course she would still be here, but I wonder how she\ncan be in two places at once? That would be a paradox if ever there was one.\nAnd she was here, because she brought me here. This will take some deep thought\nfor me to evaluate the possibilities.\"\n She was\nsmugly happy with herself. She had just pointed out something to him that he\nhad never considered. That meant that despite his power, he was still a\nprisoner of his own foibles. It was somehow reassuring. As he was wrapped in\nthought, she glanced over his naked body. It was funny how his naked ape-form\nwas beginning to grow on her. It was too bad her secondary form was a dragon.\nThere wasn't much a dragon and a human could do well together. Then a smile\ncrossed her face. Or was there?"}