“Oh shit…so soft…” Joka’la huffed a little, smirking down at Luna. “I don’t think you ever did this for me.”

Haha, finally! Thank you.

Standing at the edge of the bed, arms crossed in front of her, looking down at the couple who had spent a passionate amount of time fucking and breeding in her bed, was Princess Celestia. The solar monarch only stared at the two, her eyes seemingly devouring every inch of the two. She wasn’t mad, she didn’t even curl her brow in an annoyed manner. But equally, she wasn’t exactly happy to see her sister and son in her bed, and especially not naked and with clear evidence of fucking.

Wait, what!?

“The four of us?” Joka’la asked, raising a curious eyebrow, but then his answer came as he looked across the room. Standing in the doorway, shock and yet not disappointment was across his face was Hekima. “Father?!”

“Hello, son.” Hekima sighed, shaking his head a little as he gazed at Joka’la. “It seemed you were right about this, Celestia. We should’ve told him sooner.”

“Wait, wait, what are you talking about?” Joka’la asked, almost falling off the bed as he was getting out of it. He was so caught up by this moment, he nearly forgot he was still naked. “Father, what are you saying?”

“Joka’la, it’s time you learned the truth.” Hekima commented, walking to stand beside Celestia. The mare only nodded at him, consenting to what was to come next. With a low sigh, the older zebra continued. “Son, Princess Celesita is your mother.”

Obi-Wan: Wait a minute, how did this happen!? We're smarter than this.

Anakin: Apparently not.

Basically, us readers should have seen this reveal coming, but probably didn't!?

What a way to drop a bomb

Damn, right on a cliffhanger. Can’t wait to see the next chapter.