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Fortunately I didn’t need to rediscover how to walk or move in this new body, as I was able to duck under her swing which instead splintered the tree she’d thrown me into. Ducking around behind her, my tail lashed out. My goal was to hit the arm binders with the curved blade at the end of it, but she jumped back and leveled a glare at me.

“Mat ha vin for!” she shouted, before charging.

“Look,” I said before hopping to the side to avoid her overhead swing. “I like a good fight as much as the next guy, but shouldn’t we get that off you first?”

Of course, my attempt at diplomacy didn’t work. Instead, I was blindsided when she hooked her foot under one of the trees that had been knocked down from our fight and sent it flying into my chest. The massive tree log knocked the air from my lungs, and pinned me to the ground. Growling in frustration, I gripped at the log and started to push it off my chest.

“Hak shak thor rho!”

I looked up, just in time to see her coming down through the air, her bound arms prepared to crush my head. In a panic, I whipped my tail through the air, the thick, meaty mass of muscle hitting her in the side and knocking her off course. As she flew into another tree, I pushed the log up just enough for me to slip out.

Standing up, I couldn’t help it. The sound of blood pumping in my head, the vibration in my body on impact, the rush of adrenaline. With one hand on the log, I couldn’t resist the emotion from bursting out of me, “Krk… pff… PFFHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

I was fortunate that my hysterical, mad laughter seemed to catch Koriand’r completely off guard. I held up the hand that wasn’t supporting me as I tried to get my mad laughter under control. Finally, after a good minute of cackling like a madman, I managed to regain some semblance of my composure. Still catching my breath, I held my arms close together, before pointing at Koriand’r with my tail. She followed my tail with her eyes as I brought the blade around, and sawed at the air between my arms, before pulling them apart.

Her eyes narrowed, so I think she got what I was offering. Slowly, I walked towards her, pausing between each step. I didn’t want to do anything that would make her think I was trying to hurt her, but she seemed willing to give me the benefit of the doubt. As I got within arm’s reach, she held out the binders, her frame tense.

Bringing my tail around, I carefully hooked the blade around the chains holding the binders together. Carefully, moving the blade back and forth, I frowned as I felt no give. Carefully stepping closer, I turned the chain to take a better look. I let out a sigh of frustration, not even so much as a nick.

As Kori looked over my form, I considered how to proceed. Clearly the blades in this… Raptor? Ravager? This alien form wasn't going to do the trick. Thinking for a moment, I held up a finger before stepping back. If I got this wrong I didn’t want her too close. Taking a breath, I thought back to how it felt to change. Now that I knew the feeling, I should be able to replicate it, right? Fortunately, it seemed I could. My tail shriveled, the blades slid back into my body, my neck pulled back to my shoulders, the horns turned into hair, my skin went from green to pink.

“I’m so glad this included my clothes,” I muttered before digging through that feeling again. I knew what I wanted, so that should mean that I’d be able to direct it this time, right? I could feel the curious gaze on me from the extremely beautiful woman, but managed to push past that as I triggered the transformation, hoping that I picked the right form.

Let me tell you, spontaneous combustion feels freaking weird. Especially with the fact that it didn’t hurt. Still, that was the form I was looking for. Looking back up to her, I tried to give a cheerful smile, despite lacking a mouth. It seemed to work, at least somewhat. Carefully reaching out, I held the chain between my hands, and started concentrating as much heat between them as I could.

Considering some of the things I remember about this particular alien race, that was a lot of heat, and the chain soon melted. Next was getting her hands free. Concentrating the heat into a single finger, I ran it along the length of one of the binders, leaving a trail of molten metal. As I reached the cap, it popped off with an electronic shriek, freeing her hand. Moving onto the other binder, I repeated the process before stepping back.

I patiently waited as she ripped off the rest of the binders. When her gaze turned back to me, I bounced on what would be the balls of my feet, bringing my arms up before pausing. Much as I wanted to continue the engagement, throwing around fireballs, in the middle of a forest, seemed like a bad idea. Groaning in disappointment, I forced myself back into human form.

Hearing her walk up to me, I met her eyes with surprisingly little difficulty. I’m tall enough that most women are at least a foot shorter than I am, but she was only about an inch shorter than me. To my surprise, her now freed arms wrapped around my head and pulled me in for a kiss. Adrenaline still coursing through me, I brought my arms around her waist and returned the kiss, putting as much passion into it as I could.

Our tongues danced, as fingers traced patterns on each other's skin and scalp. My hands slid up along her back, before pulling off the pseudo-bra. While my fingers explored her breasts, her hands left my hair and gripped the collar of my shirt before ripping the fabric open. Our kiss broke for air, but I continued to lay kisses along her jawline, before reaching down and cupping her ass.

As I sucked and nibbled at her neck, Kori let out a breathy moan. She ripped the shirt off my chest, before wrapping her legs around my hips and grinding her core against my throbbing, pant covered shaft. One hand continuing to massage the muscular cheek, the other reached between us, hurriedly undoing my belt as I gently bit down on the collarbone of the orange skinned goddess in my arms. With my dick freed, I pushed my pants down as best I could, before pulling aside the crotch of her bikini-spandex-thing and diving into her.

The long, drawn out moan that she gave was matched by my own. Wet, warm, and tight, it was like stepping into heaven. If nothing else, I was going to make sure that the goddess in my arms had the time of her life. Both hands back on her ass, I lifted her up before letting her drop while thrusting up into her.

Looking up into her passionate, pleasure filled eyes, my lips met her in another kiss before I leaned my head down and took one of her nipples into my mouth. I gently bit on the hardened nub, at the same time as I bottomed out in her. The tip of my dick touched something hard, and she went wild.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” she screamed in sheer, rapturous pleasure, her depths clamping down on me with nearly painful force. Her orgasm triggered my own, and I drove myself up into her depths as deep as I could. An explosion of seed shot into her, painting her womb white.

We stood there, basking in the orgasmic haze, before she floated off my dick and out of my grip. Standing on the grass, she turned around before bending over, presenting her glorious, heart shaped ass to my eyes. A hand reached back, pulling her cheek aside, drawing my gaze to her winking rosebud and leaking flower.

How could I refuse an invitation like that? I couldn’t, so I stepped up behind her and placed the head of my dick at her entrance and thrust in. Hands on her hips, I immediately set a hard and fast pace. Her loud moans, whines, and groans as we fucked formed a wonderful symphony that was better than any orchestra.

Her hands fumbled, gripping my wrists as our rutting made her bob back and forth. Wanting to try something I’d only seen before, I twisted my wrists, so that instead of her holding my arms, I was holding hers. Then, I really picked up the pace.

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Spilling my seed for the second time into this orange goddess, I pulled out as we dropped down to the grass. Only for her to roll over onto her back with a saucy grin, holding open her pussy with two fingers. I was getting tired, but there was no way I could refuse. And this time I’d get to see her breasts bounce while we fucked.

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I was flagging, so I hooked my arms under her shoulders and rolled us over. Needing no further guidance, Kori’s hips started to bounce and gyrate, while she leaned down and gave me another kiss. Returning it, my hands went to her tits, palming the soft globes. Leaning back, her hands covered mine as I played with her bountiful titflesh, her hips never ceasing their movements.

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FInally, after the third shot into her, I was completely tapped out. The spirit was willing but the flesh soft and weak. Fortunately, she seemed satisfied as well, laying down on the grass, her head on my shoulder.

“Koriand’r,” she said between pants.

“Huh?” I so eloquently asked for clarification, brain fuzzy from the marathon of hot, wild sex.

“My name is Koriand’r, in your tongue the closest translation would be Starfire.”

“Pretty name,” I said, while trying to remember my name. Is that what Discord took?

“What is yours, Husband?”

“I’m hav…” my brain stalled as I registered what she called me, “Wait what?”

“You freed me from bondage, and then immediately claimed me. Considering your power, I am hard pressed to think of any from my home that would not want to marry you, even if your power is not one that can be inherited.” she looked down to her pussy, leaking from the three loads I’d shot up into her, and her voice took a mischievous tone, “Perhaps you have already planted your heir in me.”

Despite my exhaustion, my dick twitched. Apparently I have an impregnation fetish. Right, that’s a can of worms I didn’t want to deal with right now. I still needed a name. My power was from the Cordon Stream, so I’m definitely taking Tennyson as a last name, but I still need a first name.

“So what is your name?” crap, out of time, just spit out the first thing that sounds good.

“Felix. Felix Tennyson,” I told her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and hugging her tight.

“A fine name Felixfelixtennyson.”

I couldn’t resist chuckling, “No, my given name is Felix, my family name is Tennyson.”

“Ah. Since I do not have a family name, should I take yours? Koriand’r Tennyson?”

My dick twitched, valiantly trying to rise, driven by the thrill Kori calling herself that sent through me. But still too exhausted to do more than that. Rest soldier, you’ve done well.

“I like the sound of that,” I managed to say with a perfectly level voice, and anyone who says otherwise is a lying liar who lies.

The two of us lay there for a good long while. Just enjoying the cool grass, the shade of the trees, the babbling of a creek. It was a picturesque scene like from an old painting… except for the fact that we were naked.

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The two of us, now dressed and my shirt cannibalized to provide Kori with something that might get frowns but wouldn’t get us arrested for indecent exposure, walked along the mountain highway. I still wasn’t sure where we were, but I knew more than Kori. We made small talk as we walked, her fingers intertwined with mine. I had no ID, no cash, no phone, not even a shirt on my back. But I had the affections of Kori, and the ability to turn into damn near any alien species out there. With that, I felt like I could take on the world.

Fortunately, that didn’t look like it’d be necessary. The road teed up ahead, and there was a sign saying that there was a town about twelve miles to the right. There was another town a lot further away to the left. The choice was obvious, we went right.

We could have made better time, her flying and me taking a faster alien form, but the peace and serenity of the woods and wind through the pines meant that we felt no hurry. We’d have to do something about our lack of identity and resources, but that was a problem for later Felix and Kori. Now Felix and Kori were taking advantage of the stillness and the beauty of the forest.

Still, we eventually reached the outskirts of town, but… something was wrong. There were cars in the street, the windows were shattered, and there weren’t any people. Were we looking at the aftermath of some DC crisis event? Nothing I could think of would leave a complete lack of bodies, but since I was side by side with Starfire, where else could I be?

“What happened here?” Kori asked, as we let go of each other’s hands.

“I don’t know,” I murmured, mind racing, trying to think of what alien form to take, while Kori’s hands started to glow green.

We got an answer, one that absolutely terrified me. One at odds with my previous assumption about the Earth Discord had sent me to. From one of the buildings, a diner with a big ice cream cone sign, a form the size of a van burst into the street. Six legs, a saurian build, hideous, mismatched fangs dripping with venom that sizzled as it touched the asphalt, black chitin covered scales protecting his horrific form. Even only having seen fan art, there was no possible way I could mistake them for anyone else.

“Well, well, fresh meat,” Crawler, of the Slaughterhouse Nine, said gleefully, his voice a growl barely recognizable as having once been human.