>”Ah! My little friend, lost you seem to be. Come inside, and stay with me.”
>The rabbit rolled his eyes, hopping past Zecora into her hut.
>He eyed up the bubbling cauldron in the middle of the room.
>”What can I help you with, little guy? Are you looking for Fluttershy?”
>He bounded up onto a small table covered in little vials or different colored liquids.
>”I must advice you to leave those be, they’re very dangerous, as you can see.”
>After a few seconds of reading labels, though. He found exactly what he was looking for.
>”Please put that down, it’s not for you. You have no idea what it might do.”
>He turned, cork removed, and splashed half of the vial onto Zecora, gulping the rest down himself.
>”Wh-What in Equestria have you done to me? I thought I told you to leave that be!”
>Zecora and Angel began to glow in a flash of light.
>”Whoa. What’s this?”
>Angel looked down to see he now occupied Zecora’s body, and Zecora his.
>She cowered, trying to speak but only managing a small squeak.
>”Guess I picked the right spell after all. And hey! I don’t have to do that stupid rhyming thing every time I talk! I knew you were just putting that on.”
>Zecora hopped desperately across the room, but Angel had other ideas, reaching down to lightly bite on the scruff of his neck and place him back on the table.
>”Don’t worry. I’ll change us back. I just want to have a little fun first.”
>His hooves glided over the Zebra body he now occupied, feeling every bump and curve.
>”Jeez. Why do you zebras need to have so much ass? Leave a little for the other ponies. Celestia knows Fluttershy could use a little extra.”
>He gave his new ass a spank, watching it wobble.
>”Let’s give this body a test drive, what do you say?”
>Carelessly pushing a shelf of items out of the way, Angel fell back against the wall, hind legs spread as he glared down at the zebra pussy.
>”You know, I’ve always wanted to try one of these things. Sadly I didn’t get too much of a chance when I swapped with Fluttershy.”
>Zecora watched on helplessly, knowing there was nothing she could say or do. Nopony would believe her or even listen to her. She supposed she could head to Fluttershy’s house and try to talk to her, but she knew her tiny bunny legs could not outhop Angel.
>she continued to watch as Angel rubbed her own hooves against her own pussy, getting it worked up and wet.
>”Feels pretty nice. If I were you, I’d never stop playing with it.”
>He toyed with the lips, watching them squirm and produce more glistening precum.
>”Let’s see how durable you are.”
>He searched around, reaching his hooves up onto one of the surfaces just above him and pulling down a long turnip, covered in mud.
>”Looks like it’ll do the trick.”
>It disappeared inside with ease, covered in a sheen of fluids as Angel plunged it in and out over and over again.
>”Mmhf. Fuck... this thing gets so wet! You should try using some of this juice in one of those potions of yours and see what happens.”
>He slathered his hoof in cum and brought it to Zecora’s mouth, giving it a taste and seemingly satisfied.
>”You know what? I realize you’re missing out on all the fun!”
>Before Zecora could dart away Angel was above her, grabbing her with a hoof and bringing her back to the spot he had just been sitting down in.
>”Now now, old body of mine. Wouldn’t want to leave you out”
>Zecora tried to struggle free but it was no use.
>Angel held her down against her own genitals, rubbing her along the lips and wetting her fur.
>”Mm! Get a smell of that musk!”
>Despite all efforts Zecora couldn’t escape Angel’s grasp, face covered in hot, sticky juices. Her own juices.
>Spreading his legs wider, Angel let out a malicious snicker and applied some more pressure, watching as the little bunny head disappeared inside the two dark lips.
>He could feel his own ears tickling up inside Zecora’s cunt, pushing a little harder and forcing the bunny’s head inside with a pop.
>Zecora flailed her limbs aggressively, unable to breathe and with a mouth full of her own cum.
>”What a snug fit. I wonder if I should keep you there permanently.”
>After a few more seconds, as Zecora’s movements started to slow, he showed a little mercy and pulled her back out.
>Drenched, shivering, and dizzy, Zecora slumped to the floor.
>”Oh, fine! You and your guilt tripping. Just as I was starting to have a little fun...”
>Angel stood up and walked back over to the table of potions.
>”So... which one of these changes us back?”
>Zecora gestured one of her paws.
>”What?”
>Angel turned, and with a thump his zebra ass knocked every last vial onto the floor with a splash.
>”Whoops.”
>Zecora watched her own face smile down at her.
>”Looks like this change might just be permanent after all.”