> Polyamory
>  by Crimson Prose
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> 1: Cadence Makes Some Comparisons (Or "And That's How Flurry Heart Was Made")
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The long and exciting wedding exhausted Shining. Being possessed and used as a conduit for weaponized love had left him without an ounce of energy. Could he last for a night of marital bliss with his nigh insatiable wife?

Cadance didn't seem to notice his exhaustion as she much the opposite. It was as if powering the shield had gotten her high instead of tiring her. She pranced in front as they walked, bouncing and flagging her tail upward. Her passion drooled down her thighs. Of course, he expected that of a pony whose special talent may as well have been sex.

The prancing did less to speed him up than Cadance likely intended. Watching her pleasantly plump pink princess plot waggle almost hypnotised him again. So after a while she pushed him ahead of her, prodding him along. He squeaked in a less-than-macho manner as she jabbed him with her horn, but it sped his movements.

“Sorry, sweetie,” Shining said, “I’m still out of it.”

“Then I’ll get you into me instead,” Cadance said, a playful gleam in her eyes.

Of that Shining had no doubt.

As Shining opened the door to their suite, Cadance ran her tongue up the back of his sack. Her talented tongue tugged and slurped each loudly. Shining jumped and blushed, the guards outside the room exchanging glances. Cadance only smirked at them as she shoved Shining in to the room.

“Now boys,” Cadance winked at the soldiers, “Just because it’s our wedding night doesn’t mean you don’t check on loud noises. We wouldn’t want an enemy taking advantage of the moment, would we?” 

Cadance loved being watched. If it were up to her, they’d have had sex right after saying their vows in front of family and subjects alike. She followed Shining, unbuckling the front of her dress, walking out of her clothing and leaving it lying in the doorway. Shining doubted they understood she meant it as an invitation to leave the door open.

When Cadance didn't pick it up, the guards folded it and placed it inside the room. Cadance gave them another seductive glance, wagging her tail up to flash them as well, but they only blushed and closed the door, glancing nervously at Shining as if they thought he might pound them for being flirted with.

“We need kinkier guards,” Cadance smirked. She pulled Shining’s vest open with her magic and yanked it off with a single movement.

“Sure,” chuckled Shining. He moved his legs so she wouldn’t rip his vest in her eagerness to remove it. “We can place an ad ‘Wanted: Guards that like to watch’”

“Who said I only want them to watch,” Cadance teased, “I have more than one hole and so do you. I could have my own knight in Shining Armor.”

“Just us for now,” chuckled Shining. He didn’t mind her silliness even knowing she was serious, though it made him blush up a storm.

Shining was one of the few stallions that would be fine with her antics. As long as he had sole rights to her womb, her tendency to 'share the love' didn't bother him. In fact, it was one of the many things he loved about her. It was doubtful she could work his dick so well if she hadn't had so many inside her.

Yet something else was bothering him, and his inability to look her in the eyes made it obvious.

“Is something wrong, love?” Cadance asked, her giddiness swapped with concern.

The princess climbed onto the bed, not bothering to pull the blanket over her as she sprawled onto her back. She splayed her legs to give Shining a good view. He barely kept himself from zoning out on her perfect body.

"Nothing important," Shining replied, "I'm just glad to be here with you and... not someone else."

"I'm sure you are," Cadance smiled, "Don’t make me drag the truth out of you, dear. I have ways of making you talk." She winked.

"It's probably not the best time to bring it up." Shining hesitated, but there was no resisting her eyes as she waited for an answer. "Well it's just... how long were you trapped in that cave?"

Cadance motioned for Shining to come hither with one fore hoof. She gently took his hoof and tugged him onto the bed. He lay next to her, but she grasped his chest and tugged him atop her instead. 

He slipped his hooves around her and they lay facing one another. His sheath sat comfortably against her slit as if molded perfectly for one another. His shaft responded to the warmth and moisture, expanding from its home and thickening against her.

"Around six weeks," answered Cadance after some thought.

“Well exactly... it's just,” Shining panted, having trouble forming words while this close to her, “I did a lot of things with ‘you’ during that time, and I was worried you might be upset that I... you know. I mean it’s one thing to play around as a couple, but another to be off screwing an evil insect queen without you.”

"I see," Cadance caressed his face and wrapped her hind legs around him. Her hips twitched as she enjoyed his growing shaft against her. "Do you think it would upset me that you boned Chrysalis, on accident no less?  I mean I probably wouldn't have minded if you boned her on purpose; too bad she invaded instead of just asking for a threesome." 

It was hard to tell if she was serious or lightening the mood.

"Well I don’t mean angry AT me," Shining said, "Just uncomfortable about it..."

“I'm more curious than uncomfortable.” Cadance wore a wicked grin. She slid a hoof around his neck as another slipped between them to stroke his throbbing love.

"Curious?" Shining shivered with every touch. 

Shining instinctively pulled his hips downward to push his tip against her sopping wet entrance. She pulled back before he could get into position. Instead, she teasingly rubbed her soft pink princess pussy against his pulsating shaft. Even on the bottom she was in control.

"Sure," Cadance said, playfulness entering her voice again, “Tell me what you did with her. I love kinky stories.”

"Uh," Shining quivered from her attention, "You sure about that?"

“I’d be more offended if you’d done nothing with 'me' for six whole weeks.” Cadance nodded her head again. She licked his face from chin to nose. “If I were in her position, I wouldn’t pass up a chance to hit the hottest flank in the guard.”

Shining flustered, blushing from head to hoof. Not even Cadance had made him blush this much before. It took time for him to form new words, but she waited with a patient smile. He usually spoke freely with her, but his accidental infidelity complicated matters for him, if not for her.

"Well we had sex and..." Shining started, but Cadance cut him off with a kiss. She licked the roof of his muzzle before pulling back.

"I want details, Shiny," Cadance slurped at his chin, "Describe your last night with her... positions at the very least. Give me some dirty talk."

"I fucked her changeling cunt." Shining gulped, but spoke more with her reassurance. "She lay me on my back and she rode me cowgirl style until I painted her insides white."

"That’s better!" Cadance encouraged, "And then?"

Shining attempted to hit the mark again, but she moved so he couldn’t penetrate still. He felt her vulva, so hot and drenched, tormenting him. She loved to stoke his flame. 

"I rolled her over face-down and mounted," panted Shining, voice and body shaking, "I choked her and rammed balls deep into her tail hole. I drowned that hole as well." He groaned, "Sweetie, if you keep teasing, I'll blow before I get inside."

"You better not ooze a single drop without your wife’s permission," Cadance chuckled again, "Mmm... Chrysalis has a choking fetish? I'm not surprised. We’ll try all her fetishes so you don’t miss your bug waifu." 

"She cleaned me with her tongue," Shining stammered. "Her tongue was so long that it could wrap around me several times, but I guess I was too far gone to realize how weird that was. We lay on our sides to sixty-nine; I sucked my cum from her fuck holes and came a third time into her muzzle. She drenched my face with cunt honey. Then we made out while snowballing my sperm between our muzzles."

Cadance wasn’t holding her own climax in, adding to her poor stallion’s suffering as she blew. Her soft lips twitched with inner convulsions as warm honey sprayed his painfully erect shaft. He was so hard that it was a wonder that he didn’t pass out from blood loss. 

"How many times did she cream for you?" Cadance stayed on topic, shivering. She resisted the urge to sate him, letting him simmer in her juices instead. 

"Around half a dozen times I guess," groaned Shining, "That was it... we fell asleep together. She was surprisingly passionate given she didn’t actually love me."

“How do you know she didn't love you?” Cadance winked. Her line of questioning became more wicked, “You talked about Chrysalis’s tongue. Would you say she gives better blow jobs than me?”

With any other couple, it’d be a loaded question. With them, Shining knew what answer she wanted. Shining loved her teasing him with stories of other stallions that she’d had, and she had a lot of examples from which to draw. Yet Shining was boring in comparison. Before Chrysalis, Cadance was the only pony he’d ever slept with. Cadance's interest made more sense now; she wanted teasing in return, and now he could give it to her.

“I would definitely say that,” Shining groaned. “Chrysalis’ muzzle was so heavenly compared to yours that you may as well be gnawing on my dick.”

“I’m devastated,” Cadance groaned. She pushed their chests together, rubbing her entire body against him and acting the opposite of devastated. “Tell me more.”

“It’s true,” Shining said between clenched teeth. He tried to push inside again but her hips moved to foil his plans. “I’ll never be able to get a blow job from you again without thinking about how much better Chryssie’s was.”

“Well...” Cadance giggled, “Since you seem to miss your bug waifu so much, why don’t I copy her for a change... let’s reenact your last night with her.”

“Um, even the choking?” grunted Shining.

“Especially the choking,” grinned Cadance, hyped to try out a new fetish. 

Cadance pushed Shining onto the bed beside her. She pinned him and straddled his belly, grasping his hips with her legs. She dragged her drenched, furry folds from the base of his shaft to the tip. Finally, she pushed his arousal against his favorite fun box. 

He squealed like a filly at the clench of her soaked tunnel. Her tight lips slid down his shaft, gliding over every ridge and vein. She gripped him within her as their bellies smacked together with a wet slap. The payoff was always worth her teasing.

“Was her pussy as good as mine?” Cadance grinned.

”She-,” Shining made a valiant effort to demean Cadance’s love tunnel as he did her mouth, but that was harder. Cadance was as close to a literal sex goddess as Equestria had, nothing could compare to the pleasure furnace between her hind legs. Shining once wondered why Cadance never went into season, but now that he’d tried an alternative, he realized that Cadance was always in season. “I’m not gonna’ hold long,” was the best he got out.

"Then don't," Cadance leaned forward, drooling on his face, "I’ve nullified my protection spell. Drench my ovaries, put a foal in me like you did Chrysalis!"

Cadance's hot tunnel convulsed in orgasmic bliss as she slapped against him, her inner flesh writhing around his shaft to milk him like a starved calf. She bounced and their bodies clapped together in sync with the lewd slurp of his throbbing stallion-hood as it forced her tunnel open. The idea of fueling that foal factory made it impossible to hold it long. Still, he gritted his teeth and tried his best. The longer he held, the better release would feel.

“We don’t know if I impregnated Chryssie,” Shining pointed out. He tried to be a buzz-kill to make himself hold for longer.

“I do,” groaned Cadance, “She taunted me with it. You should have seen the look on her face when I started masturbating to her 'taunts'.”

The idea of two pregnant Cadances made it beyond impossible to hold back. Cadance impaled herself with his pony pole as he came like a geyser inside her. He hosed her goddess-like love trench, juice forced deep and filling her womb. Thick ropes of spunk drained into her until her belly swelled with the load. It previewed how she’d look when the result of this grew inside her. She clenched vigorously around him, not wanting any of his fertile sperm to escape. Even after the flow stopped, she continued to rotate her hips and milk his sensitive staff.

“You’ve been calling her Chryssie,” Cadance panted as she was coming down. Her hips continued to roll against him. "You must have enjoyed her if you're using a pet name, naughty boy.” She licked his nose. “Well don't just lay there... time for the next position, like you did with ‘Chryssie’, and you better not go easy on your slut’s neck.”

Cadance's shenanigans had erased Shining's former exhaustion. He pushed her off, pulling out with a lewd pop before turning her over on the bed to face downward. He pushed her face against the pillow with one hoof as the other gripped her hot behind. Still rock hard, he wasted no time pressing the tip of his slick shaft against her back door. 

He forced himself inside savagely, once again drilling balls deep. She took it as well as she always did, moaning and trembling fiercely as he hammered her ass. His heavy balls smacked her drooling folds with each stroke.

"Oh yes!" Cadance cried, voice muffled against the pillow, "Fuck me raw and choke my... " 

Shining reached his forelegs around her neck and pulled back to choke the words right out of her mouth. She struggled for him, grinding her plot against him and driving him to squeeze harder. Cadance made her desire for domination apparent, tugging his legs more tightly with her magic to encourage him. Realizing how eager she was, his muscles flexed with effort while pushing her face into the pillow. Even as she heaved for air, her wings were rigid. She flexed her wings upwards to stroke his sides, demanding that he continue.

“Think you can go as long as Chryssie?” Shining grinned, though if Cadance couldn’t she would be a sorry excuse for an alicorn.

Her escape hatch continued to milk as she exploded in climactic bliss. She drenched his balls with her juice, her sap drooling down both their thighs and into a wet puddle on the bed. Already, he strained to hold back another orgasm.

The more violent he was, the harder she came. She rode a constant orgasm even as her face turned blue and her eyes rolled back into her head. Her hip movements became unsteady until they were little more than convulsions against him. She looked so unbelievably hot, and it drove him over the edge. He banged a thick payload of sperm deep into her bowels. He continued to thrust throughout his orgasm; it was hard to stop.

Shining still held her throat tight even as he rested against her. With a mortal mare, he’d worry that he’d hurt her, but with her he continued until her stiff wings fell limp. He took that as a safe word and released her neck. She heaved a large breath, hyperventilating to feed oxygen to her suffocating brain. Even as she shook and struggled for air, she had a huge grin on her face.

“That was fucking incredible,” Cadance panted, "I figured you’d chicken out before you did. I'll make a dom out of you yet." She licked his muzzle as the natural color came back to her face, "Don't be afraid to go further next time. If I'm conscious, I can take more... Did I take it as well as she did?"

“I’m very sure you outlasted her,” Shining said, “Sorry.”

"You could lie," Cadance stuck her tongue out, "Anyway, we're not done yet, are we?"

Cadance pushed the stunned stallion off of her back, once again separating with a lewd squish. She squirmed into position opposite him, her face close enough to feel her breath on his staff. What was semi-hard became firm again. She presented her pink bottom to his face as she wrapped her hind legs around his head. 

"You’re the most dominating sub in Equestria," Shining panted. 

“Less talking, more slurping,” Cadance purred, proving his point.

Cadance’s horn glowed as she lapped, and to Shining's delight, her tongue wrapped around him multiple times. She wasn’t naturally as long as Chrysalis, but she had a spell for it, or at least something she perverted to that effect. She slurped his well-used shaft and swallowed against the tip as it pushed into her throat. Her neck would ache in the morning, but the flood of hormones sedated her for now. She bobbed her head and gave his staff a throat-massage.

Shining rolled his eyes back at the warmth and tightness of her throat. He wasted no time and pushed his muzzle against her hot slot, curling his tongue to scoop a mouthful of his own sperm from her pregnant pussy. He frenched her soggy foal hole, slurping out the mixture of their juices as loudly as possible. 

After a few moments, he replaced his mouth with a hoof. He rubbed her entrance as his mouth moved to her plot hole. He frenched, forcing his tongue past her tight anal ring to suckle the somewhat fresher cum.

Even as spent as he was, his shaft fired like a cannon, blowing a fountain of sex within her. Cadance pushed her head downward. Her tongue whipped out and squeezed his balls, earning even more thick strands of sperm for her final hole. She guzzled as her own spunk canal spasmed and splattered his face with her juice. He nursed eagerly at her cunt once again, getting a constant shower of honey.

Cadance guzzled until he finished, then pulled away and sat up straight. She pulled him up and kissed him deeply, pushing a thick glob of his own fresh seed into his mouth. They stroked each other as they passed the sperm wad back and forth between them. Shining slid his hooves to her beautiful breasts that would soon nourish their creation and massaged them. They continued for several more minutes before pulling the glob in two and each swallowing half. When their muzzles separated, they were both panting with exhaustion, sated for the time being.

“My pregnant goddess,” Shining purred, kissing her once more, “I love you.”

“I love getting knocked up by the stallion I love,” Cadance returned the kiss. She stroked his face and looked thoughtful, “If you could fuck Chryssie again, knowing what she was, who would you have her turn into?”

“You?” Shining jested, but knew Cadance wanted a real answer. “I don’t know, one of the princesses? They’re the least likely to allow it of any mare in Equestria, so may as well go for something forbidden.”

"Forbidden? I could make it happen,” Cadance teased, "I do have powerful love magic, and experience, as you well know. Maybe you could make foals in forbidden holes."

“I don’t know about that,” chuckled Shining, “And I’d feel unfaithful actually impregnating another mare. Anyway, they have that purity vow. They’ve been chaste for centuries. I’d be surprised if anyone’s magic got them to so much as masturbate.”

“Well first, nothing is unfaithful if you have permission,” Cadance teased further. “Second, I’m absolutely certain that they masturbate, and almost certain that it’s mutual at times. You'd be surprised what I could do for you. If I don’t make this more interesting than before, what was the point of marrying me?”

“Are you serious?” Shining quirked an eyebrow. “Sweet heart, they’re chaste to the point that it is literally illegal to touch their slits for non-medical purposes.”

“Now that you’re a royal,” said Cadance, “You’ll find we tend to ignore a few laws. Besides, magic doesn’t know legalities. I’ve had many years with Celestia to learn how to get in her head, and based on some of Luna’s ‘habits’, she’s an easier mark than you’d think.”

“There are plenty of easier targets,” shrugged Shining.

“Like your sister?” giggled Cadance, layering on the naughty now.

“I’d think that’d be almost as hard,” Shining blushed like a torch. Though he couldn't hide that fantasy; Cadance was aware. “I can fantasize about her all day; it doesn’t mean she’d respond how I'd like.”

“Oh please,” smirked Cadance, “Remember when I was babysitting her and caught her ‘exploring’ your anatomy as you slept? She still has a crush on you. Nopony can hide crushes from me.”

“Yeah, but I wouldn't want to use magic,” shrugged Shining, “I don’t want to feel like I’m forcing her.”

“If my magic works, dear, she wanted to,” Cadance laughed, “I can only magnify feelings; I can’t force them.”

“But you said you could get the princesses to play,” Shining pointed out. “You’re saying Celestia and Luna have a secret crush on me? Not likely.”

“Celestia and Luna are pent-up like no one else alive,” explained Cadance. “They need cock in a more general sense, and they know it, but their old social norms and their little vow prevent them from indulging.” She rolled her eyes, “Immortals should not make that kind of vow without specifying an expiration date. Seriously.” 

“Yeah,” smiled Shining, “I don’t think modern society would react to it like a scandal, but I don’t expect them to realize that from their throne. They don’t exactly mingle with the common folk.”

“What about your mom?” asked Cadance, “Every little colt loves Mommy, right?”

Shining laughed, “Let’s just say I haven’t crushed on her, but wouldn’t say no if she asked. I’m positive that even you can’t get her to ask that, though.”

“She is quite the milf,” Cadance grinned, “Soon to be gilf,” She shrugged, “And yeah, you have me there. Maybe.”

After a few minutes of silence, Shining asked carefully, “Are you going to ask to have sex with other stallions?” 

“Only ones you approve of,” said Cadance, “And only if they share me with you.” She poked him with a hoof, “You’ll always be my favorite, not to mention the one that gets to put foals in me.” 

“I trust you,” laughed Shining, “I’ve sometimes wondered though, did you use your magic on me? No reason to hide it now that you’ve got me.” he winked.

“I most certainly did,” Cadance said. “Let’s say I helped you get over your nerves, so the smallest of pushes.”

“Well, thanks for pushing, I guess,” Shining pulled her close.

“How about this,” smiled Cadance, “We'll attempt to get you inside all those hot mares. I’ll even put out word that we’re willing to make a compromise with your dear Chryssie. Who knows, she might actually respond.”

“Would that be safe?” Shining asked.

“No less safe than the changeling spies that are already among our staff,” shrugged Cadance. “She’s dangerous if we don’t know who she is, not when she’s pinned to the bed getting banged.” 

It was a moot point though; ‘Chryssie’ wouldn’t respond; Shining was certain of that.
> 1.9: Cadence Plans A Lunar Landing
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“Sweetie, please,” Shining whispered to Cadance. “What we’re doing is literally illegal, and we have no idea how she’ll react. Even if she responds, we won’t get more than half-way, and being half-way is worse than being rejected by her immediately. It has consequences.”

“Sweetheart,” Cadance patted his cheek, “This is what I do, and besides, we’ve got the perfect storm here. She’s in season, frustrated by politics, and has chosen to relax next to a romantic lake. Alicorn fertility hits MUCH harder than it does for a mortal mare. Heavens help Twilight when she... um, back on topic. You might find the way Luna copes with it to be interesting.”

“Which brings about another problem,” said Shining, “What if I get her pregnant? There’s no certainty that a ‘safety’ spell would work on a being of her stature.”

“What if?” Cadance giggled, “If I were you, I’d hope for it, she’d marry you for fear of too much scandal.”

“I’ll assume you were joking there,” Shining stared. “Besides, she’s a dream-walker; she probably already knows that we’re up to something.”

“What?” Cadance asked, “Polyamory is rare, but it’s legal.” She licked his nose. “Besides, being the only male in a relationship with several alicorns? That’s not something I’d pass up if I were you.” 

“It's all beside the point anyway,” Shining sighed, “Like I said, she likely already knows what we’re planning.”

“That’s less of a problem than you think,“ said Cadance. She knew Luna well enough to know how this was going to work out, “Trust me, Shining.” She gave him the eyes, those eyes that got her everything. 

“Fine, I trust you,” Shining sighed.
> 2: Luna Finds Out Who's Naughty Or Nice
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Luna was aware that next to this lake was where some of her subjects went to do dirty deeds. She placed guards at the pathway so that other amorous couples didn't disturb her.

Luna was trying not to walk funny too, but it wasn’t easy while in season. Viscous fluid rolled down her thighs with each movement. Her normally proper, tight slit hung open as if she were some kind of floozy. If she were in public, she'd need some lucky stallion to occasionally wipe her clean, in a professional manner of course. Here it didn’t matter.

She faced the water with her bat guards behind her. They couldn’t take their eyes off her slit. Those puffy lips looked so soft and pliable. Even her full anal ring looked inviting. She allowed them to stare for a moment before sitting her plot down in the grass. She grunted as she sat; anything that touched her nethers made her want to start grinding on it.

She had her vow, and she knew she should keep it, but suffice to say she regretted making it more than Celestia did. She was jealous of Cadance, and Twilight, assuming she passed the final test. They'd be immortals without a vow limiting their activities.

Of course Luna had once been an immortal without a vow. That only made it more difficult, because she remembered it being adequately fun.

This was why she came to this place, to imagine what it would be like to still be free. The guards with her didn’t realize, but she chose them as her personal guard not because of their competence, because of their heavy sheaths. They looked like they had monsters inside. Not only that, but she knew that they both had naughty dreams about her.

It was a humorous how appropriate their names had turned out to be.

“Gleaming Spear, Dark Thrust,” Luna commanded, “Remove the entirety of your armor and place them upon the ground in an orderly manner. Your weapons as well.”

“Princess Luna?” asked Spear, uncertain, “If we do that, how will we guard you?”

“Do my soldiers need my orders repeated?” Luna glanced back at him. Her face was polite, but they jumped as if she had glared daggers. She disliked it when guards worried about her well-being in such a way. She preferred guards that realized the truth: they were for show. Anything that Luna would need protection from could rip through them like wet paper.

“Of course, forgive me,” Spear said.

Luna watched, eyeing their goods as they undressed. She didn’t hide her gaze, and Thrust did a double take when he noticed.

“Locate yourselves in a seated position on either side of me.” Luna commanded.

They obeyed, but of course seated themselves a respectful distance to each side. That wouldn’t do.

“Lessen your distance,” Luna ordered, “Until our flesh touches.”  

The guards looked apprehensive, but followed the order. They were usually good guards, following orders in silence unless it required otherwise. They moved until they touched her, at which point she flexed her wings to hug them a bit closer. Their cutie marks pressed firmly against hers.

She reached her forelegs around their backs, petting their wings. She cuddled, enjoying the feel of their sleek wings. This was the closest to flirting she’d done for as long as she remembered, but from their reactions one would think she started grinding on them. The guards were stiff against her, though, rocking like wooden statues at her touch.

“You shall relax for your princess,” Luna told them, “Do not despair if you sexual organs achieve erection without your consent. Offense shall not be taken.”

Their poor teased equipment were already out of their control, each having spilled out of their sheath. They were so close that they were literally breathing a mist of her fertility. They looked dizzy from having so little blood left for their poor brains.

Luna looked at Spear's veiny shaft, ridged with plump balls beneath. She licked her lips at the thought of how much rich seed surged within. She turned to examine Thrust’s as well. His was somewhat longer, yet with somewhat less girth. She imagined it sliding into her with her vulva tracing every curve. She licked her lips again and made herself face forward.

The guards couldn't stand it. They saw Luna eye their shafts. They felt the puddle of moisture that gathered around her seat, her sweaty flesh was sticky against them.

Luna looked across the lake, fantasizing about them, and at this point they could tell. It was cruel, being this close to her while knowing she would never put out. Of course, she was being cruel to herself as well. Luna was prone to self-torture it seemed.

“Auntie Luna?” Cadance’s voice called from behind her, still distant.

Luna squeaked in a very not-princess-like manner. She pulled her front legs from around the guards and shoved them away from her. She didn't even mean to, but the movement was instinctive.

They got the picture and moved several feet away. Luna then turned, her face blushed red even through her dark fur. She took heavy breaths.

Shining and Cadance had had very interesting dreams as of late; each of them dreamed of lewd acts with Luna and Celestia. It angered Luna at first, and she had almost confronted them while they were 'engaged' with their dream-Luna.

But she realized that she shouldn’t care. They weren’t the only ponies to dream about having sex with her. It had just felt more personal when someone she knew well dreamed about such things. Then again... the things Celestia dreamed about Luna were kinkier than anything those two had dreamed.

The big thing, however, was that she had spied them talking about a plan. It was a plan for Shining Armor to ‘score’ with her and her sister, and even Shining’s family. She had let that go too, since a dream almost never meant that a pony intended to carry out an action. If that were the case, Equestria would already be in flames from Trixie's dreams alone.

Now they were here, though. They showed up when Luna’s willpower was at its weakest, a fact Cadance would know. Was it innocent, or did they intend to actually make such an attempt?

Luna wanted to feel outrage at the thought, and at first considered how scold them should it prove true. Yet her hormones got in the way of those thoughts, so she decided to see where this went first.

“We- I-“ Luna stuttered, “Greetings, Princess Cadance, Prince Shining Armor. How may I be of service?”

“You didn’t have to push them away, auntie,” Cadance giggled , “We’ve all had happy-snuggle-time with guards.”

Cadance and Shining moved across from Luna and her toys. They seated themselves in a similar manner several hooves away.

“I do not know of what you speak,” Luna said in an attempt at regality. but her voice shivered. She hoped that they would take the hint and leave it at that. She hoped they didn't poke a stick at it instead.

Cadance poked a hoof at Shining, as if telling him to speak. For her part, Luna was trying to think of some other conversation to bring up. It was hard to have non-kinky thoughts in her current condition though.

“It’s fine,” encouraged Shining, blushing as much as Luna. It was harder to hide it with his white fur. “Seriously, cuddle away. We don’t want to think we messed up your... meditation.”

“Forgive me,” Luna relented. She realized she should probably not be too elusive lest they believe that she didn’t trust them. Which she didn't right now. “Gleaming Spear, Dark Thrust, return to your previous location.”

The soldiers looked awkward rather than happy. They had been quite comfortable at a distance, since they believed they'd never get a payout from making out with the princess. That was a buzz kill. Regardless, the poor stallions had unfocused eyes, high from her scent.

Luna realized how she smelled, and that Shining had never been so close to her while she was in season. On the plus side, random erections from Shining wouldn’t put his marriage in danger, since Luna knew how generous Cadance was with her body and probably Shining's now that they were married. Luna didn’t want to think of her adopted niece as ‘easy’, but she was. Still, Cadance was at least a high-class slut.

Luna’s guards drew close again and she wrapped her forelegs back around them. She breathed deeply and glanced at Shining’s sheath. After verifying it had in fact escaped its home, she looked up and away. She actually cared if Shining caught her looking.

“So did you choose guards with those names on purpose or subconsciously?” asked Cadance.

“That was not on purpose,” Luna explained, “I did not choose them for their name. I in fact did not know their names until they had become chosen.”

Luna considered if such a question might hint at Cadance’s intent. Of course the love princess would have picked that out regardless of having a plan or not, so it was still unclear.

“Oh?” asked Cadance, “How did you pick them out?”

“Because of skill and loyalty,” Luna lied.

The guards looked proud at the statement, but Luna immediately realized that it was a bad lie. Shining Armor knew most of the royal guard. He'd know that in any normal circumstance, these two would not be chosen as a princess's personal guard. They were a bit half-assed in their duties.

“Tsk, tsk, you can never lie to me, Auntie,” Cadance giggled, “You picked them because they have nice cocks, didn’t you.”

Luna was certain that Cadance was guessing. All the same, the fact that they both had extreme endowments made it obvious. They even put poor Shining, who was above average himself, to shame.

“Cadance, you should not say such things!” Luna raised her voice, but then realized there was no denying it, "Howbeit... yes. That was the logic behind my choice.”

When she said that, the guards' pride turned to outright grins. If their smiles were any bigger, it might have cut their faces in half. Luna sighed at the realization that they would want to brag about this.

“Spear, Thrust,” Luna addressed them with a serious tone. “You will not use my words as bragging rights or anything related to such. You are never to speak of this. Understand?”

“Understood, Princess,” they said together, but looked like their hearts broke. To have such a thing to brag about and not be allowed to do so... It was best though; it was doubtful their comrades would have believed them anyway.

Regardless, Cadance still hadn’t done anything atypical for herself. Cadance’s private conversations with the other princesses often slid in a lewd direction.

“That’s gonna be even more torment,” laughed Shining. It was a forced laugh; he was even more nervous than Luna. Still, he continued, “You realize that you are literally torturing them right now?”

“It’s true,” chuckled Cadance, more naturally, “I should get you a coffee mug that says ‘Equestria’s Biggest Cock Tease’.”

Luna felt her ears steam, but only because she knew it was true. It was one thing to turn down advances, but another to intentionally stoke their fires when they were doing their best not to come on to her. It hadn't been on purpose; she had just never thought about how ridiculously cruel it was.

“You are correct,” Luna sighed, “I do not intend to torment my loyal subjects. I owe both of you an apology, soldiers. It is just that I enjoy sitting with stallions in my... current condition, and to look out on the lake while I-“ Luna cut herself off, taking another deep breath.

“While you do what?” giggled Cadance, leaning forward until she may as well have been kissing Luna.

It was obvious to Luna now that they were, in fact, trying to get in her metaphorical pants. It didn’t help that Cadance was right. Cadance had said in the dream that Luna was ‘starved for dick’, and she was so very correct. Luna wanted to break her vow so much that it literally hurt. She wondered why she agreed with her sister that they should do it in the first place. It only traded the torment that it solved with another torment.

Worse, Luna was sure that Cadance knew that Luna knew. Cadance smiled with that innocent face, eyes so hypnotic. Luna had kept an eye on Cadance’s horn, ready to react if Cadance used her magic to push, but now she realized that Cadance didn’t need to.

“While I imagine what it would be like to entertain my escorts in a sexual fashion.” Luna finally admitted.

“You were looking at my husband’s goods a bit ago,” Cadance said. She then glanced at Shining, permitting him to land the next blow against Luna’s willpower.

“You know you could... not be a tease?” Shining suggested, then flinched as if he expected Luna to strike him.

“Are you suggesting that I lay with my guards?” Luna asked. For some reason she felt the need to hear him say it.

“Well, yeah,” shrugged Shining. He was sweating, nervous that he might go for a low blow too early.

“I do not wish to slight them with these words,” said Luna, “But I do not wish to achieve impregnation via either of my current sentries.”

Of course Luna knew that that was a terrible excuse. She was grasping at straws.

The guards themselves looked near to passing out at the idea of there being a tiny chance at a payoff. Luna knew that these guards had spouses, and Thrust has several foals. Spear’s spouse was another stallion, but he was having no problem appreciating the goddess.

Of course, royalty ordering their guards to pleasure them wasn’t seen as ‘cheating’ by most ponies in Equestrian society. Even if the two biggest princesses didn’t do such things, many royals did. If anything, their spouses would take pride in them having been chosen.

“Auntie Luna, dear, try to keep up,” Cadance laughed. “First, you have two guards and two non-impregnable holes. Second, I have a spell for that. It covers the stallion’s shaft in a shield, but still let’s you feel your bare flesh against his. ”

“If that hole isn’t taken by either of them, I wouldn’t mind taking it myself.” Shining said. He looked hopeful as well at the idea of their 'plan' actually succeeding. He now stared at Luna as her guards were, and Luna didn’t need to ask Cadance if she minded.

“I have been aware of your intentions to come here and tempt me into breaking my sacred vow,” Luna finally said it outright. “Your dreams are quite interesting.”

It felt strange to admit to having watched somepony’s wet dreams, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't do it. A lot.

“I-I’m sorry!” Shining immediately panicked.

“Silence!” Luna snapped, and let there be a pause.

Her sister’s habit of trolling had rubbed off on her. She let Shining stew a bit before clearing things up. Shining looked terrified, as did Luna’s guards, but Cadance was smug. She knew what was up. Celestia had rubbed off on her too.

“I only wished you to be aware that this is not a decision I arrived at due to your carefully laid plan,” Luna explained. "I also must make clear, Cadance... You are not to use any related magic on my sister in an attempt to perform the same acts with her. Do we possess an understanding?”

Luna knew Cadance would never rape someone with magic, but also knew that the love princess got excited. Very excited. Luna wanted to be sure, and she was certain that they were going to ambush Celestia.

She intended to warn Celestia of their intentions. Though she worried more how Celestia would react to Luna ceasing one of the things that defined them.

Of course, Celestia wanted to do this every bit as bad as Luna did, at least if Celestia’s 'cake' dreams were anything to go by. They had been in a figurative staring match since Luna returned as if seeing who would budge first. It seemed Luna would be the first to blink.

“You have nothing to worry about,” assured Cadance. Luna knew she was sincere, since Cadance said it in a completely non-seductive tone. It seemed outright out of place.

“Very well. We shall commence with the activity,” Luna said, “Spear, Thrust. I shall now order you to sate my desires during my season. Thus, you have no need to feel disgrace in regards to your families.” She knew that there was no need for such an order, but she wanted them to be sexing her fully guilt-free. “Now, which of you desires your princesses anal cavity, and which her oral cavity?”

The guards stared with muzzles open for several long seconds, like their minds had broken. It was fortunate that their goods didn’t explode from the impact of her words.

Their silence gave Luna time to think though. Was she actually going to do this? Was she going to break her vow made so long ago? It was an important vow when taken, but life wasn’t like in ancient times. The more Luna interacted with her subjects, the more she could see that. Could it be that nopony today would care?

“Anal cavity for me!” Spear finally stammered.

“Muzzle is... fine!” stammered Thrust right after.

Luna had to admit: it was nice to see stallions falling all over themselves at the chance of plowing her royal plot.

“I’m definitely fine with the moon pie,” joked Shining.

Shining pinched himself as if to ensure that this wasn't just Luna non-literally fucking with him in his dreams. He walked up to Luna, close enough that she could feel his breath on her muzzle and hear his heart thumping. It beat every bit as hard as her own. She got the impression that he wanted a kiss, but Luna was still too stiff and nervous to lean into one.

Luna remained official, “I believe it to be customary to perform ‘dirty talk’ during such acts. Thus, I give you leave to speak to me in as degrading a manner as you desire during the act. Furthermore, I exempt those present from the legal consequences that, in normal circumstances, would result from performing such actions upon my pleasure orifices.”

Her voice was quivering every bit as much as her guards’ were. She hoped they’d be brave enough to actually demean her; it would make for a nice change of pace. It was annoying how everypony 'feared' the night princess.

Spear and Thrust were hopping in excitement... and drooling like radioactive mutant hounds.

“To note...” Luna turned to face each guard in turn. “Once we depart this location, none here will speak of these events again. Even to each other. If any of you break this promise, Tartarus will be envious of the torments that I shall unleash upon you... in your dreams of course. I am no tyrant.”

Most of her ‘tortures’ were pretty hilarious, but no need to go into that now.

“Yes, Princess Luna,” everypony said together, even Shining and Cadance.

“Cadance,” Luna looked at her niece. “You have long endured as Equestria’s foremost expert on such lascivious acts. What is the best way to position a mare so that three stallions may simultaneously penetrate her without undue stress? “It was weird to request advice on something as basic as sex at her age, but Luna didn’t even remember what it felt like. Those lips hadn’t taken a visitor in so long that she may as well be a virgin. In fact, she was. Her body had regenerated intact when she returned to her old self from being Nightmare Moon.

Though she was a large virgin, so that’d help.

“Did my dear auntie call me a slut?” Cadance smirked. “The easiest way is for Shining to lay on his back, Luna to sit cowgirl facing him, then Spear can move up behind while Thrust stands in front. Easy as moon pie!”

Luna felt better now that there was no turning back, and wanted to get down to business. She wasn’t gentle as she shoved Shining onto the ground, but being married to Cadance meant he'd be used to it. “Position yourself upon your back and yield your reproductive organ at once.”

Shining lay on his back with a giant grin plastered on his face. His hind legs splayed and front legs held his respectable stallionhood straight up as if he expected her to immediately leap upon it.

That was, in fact, what she intended to do, but Cadance came up behind her, sliding hooves around her to tug her back.

“Auntie Luna... you are so out of practice,” Cadance giggled, “Don’t just hop on his dick, give us some build up, make-out, grind a little.”

Cadance looped her tail between Luna’s hind legs, getting drooled on in the process, and pushed Shining’s shaft back against his belly. Shining didn’t argue with his owner wife, splaying his front legs and panting. Cadance ground her hips against Luna’s generous behind and pushed her downward. Luna's slippery slit slid forward and back against the front of Shining’s shaft. Luna drooled all over him while Cadance left a wet spot above Luna’s tail.

“With respect, dear niece, I require immediate satisfaction,” Luna panted, quivering like a leaf in the wind. “I desire to feel your husband’s organ inside my pleasure canal forthwith.”

Luna's attempts at 'dirty talk' were having mixed results so far.

“Well... you’re fucking MY husband." Cadance licked Luna’s cheek. “So I will dictate a few things, including when your purple princess pussy gets pounded. Don't you think that's fair, dear auntie?”

Luna resisted the urge to magic-grab all the stallions and shove them inside her. Cadance was correct.

“I apologize,” Luna panted, “I did not intend to make use of your property without your full consent.”

That comment caused Shining to arch an eyebrow, but he wasn't going to argue with Luna's warmth bearing against him. He chuckled and hugged his legs about Luna’s hips.

“Now come on, boys,” Cadance said to the other guards, who were thus far still too stunned to make a move. “Give your princess here some smooching to warm her up.”

Kissing her guards felt strange to Luna. Stranger than having sex with them, since it involved looking into their eyes, taking in their lustful stares.

Luna hesitated before pressing her lips against Spear’s. The stallion batted her tongue with his own and licked the back of her throat. She gagged a bit. She didn’t remember kisses being so complicated, but tried to return his motions, suckling his tongue. Thrust was in her face immediately after, exchanging spit in the same manner. Luna moved back and forth, kissing one then the other.

“Oh Luna,” Shining groaned, licking her chest as his shaft throbbed. He breathed deep as his fore hooves slid over her flanks before massaging her milky breasts. “You smell amazing; Cadance would be lucky to smell half this good. Oh Princess... such a perfect sleek body, you're the most gorgeous thing I've ever slapped bellies with.”

Luna tensed and looked at Cadance. Regardless of what level of sex fiend Cadance was, Luna expected her to be miffed that Shining thought Luna was hotter. The only response Cadance gave was to lean in to steal a kiss from Luna as well, every bit as eagerly as the stallions.

“She is gorgeous,” agreed Cadance. She then turned to Spear, “You’ll need some lubrication for that lunar expedition you’re about to go on.”

It’d be easier to use magic than to slobber all over his dick, but this was Cadance; she wasn’t going to pass up an excuse for a friendly slurp.

Cadance slid her head down and breathed over his palpitating shaft. She slurped his tip, working it with her lips. She lapped the underside as she pushed further and swallowed in one go. She showed no hint of a gag reflex as her neck swelled with his girth. Luna felt jealous of Cadance’s ability to take it with so little effort.

Cadance slurped as loudly as she could. She swallowed hard and he looked as if her throat felt better than anything he’d had his dick inside before. Yet she was an expert at not letting him get off yet, even if it meant dragging her teeth for a bit of spice.

“And oh,” Cadance added between slurps, “You can tell anyone you want that you got a blow from me, if not why. And that my husband watched. We have a reputation to uphold.”

Cadance made them ‘warm up’ for another ten minutes. By the end, everypony was shaking violently. Luna whimpered, the scent of all the horny stallions as intoxicating to her as her scent was to them. She could feel the pulse of their organs against her. She felt like she might explode.

“I’ve tortured you enough; it's time to play.” Cadance finally pulled back, licking her lips one last time. She slid a hoof between Luna’s thighs to sample the heat honey there and licked it from her hoof. “Mmmm, she tastes better than me too, Shiny.”

When given the green light, Luna was all over Shining’s cock like a hobo on a ham sandwich. She wanted it balls deep in as little time as possible. What she didn't consider was how intense ramming it all the way in on the first stroke might be.

She forced herself downward. Her labia squeezed Shining’s shaft, pouring a puddle of fluid onto his belly. He spread her slit wide for the first time in so long. Her lips glided down his shaft so tightly that she could memorize his exact shape.

Impaling herself so fast was a bit much, which Luna was sure Cadance intended. No sooner had Luna’s sopping wet belly smacked Shining’s than her tunnel erupted into a flurry of convulsions. Her hot slot climaxed in joy at feeling real cock flesh. She arched her back and moaned as her body shook. Any pain resulting from popping her current body's cherry drowned beneath the ocean of pleasure.

Shining looked only half-conscious, Luna’s thick love slime matting his belly fur. The explosion drenched most of his body from thighs to muzzle. All he could do was gasp. Luna pulled her hips back up, but Cadance decided to sit on her back, as well as hold Luna’s plot in place with her magic. Luna wanted to toss Cadance off of her, but again, it was her husband that Luna was fucking.

“Let’s make sure every stallion has his cock securely inserted before we start happy-fun-bouncy-time,” Cadance giggled. She ground herself on Luna’s sweaty back and left yet more warm slime. Cadance leaned over Luna’s shoulder to look at Shining, “So how does the Moon’s pie feel? As good as mine?”

“It’s heavenly. I never thought I’d say this, but it’s so much better than yours,” panted Shining. “Maybe it’s from her not getting any for a thousand years, or just from how lewd this whole thing is. I’ll need to try a few more times to know for sure.”

Cadance ground harder against her as Shining ranked her below Luna. They definitely had an interesting relationship. Luna could never be sure, but she suspected that Shining was lying for the sake of the moment. Either way, the compliments were encouraging. Luna had forgotten how good it felt to be called sexy by someone other than Celestia.

“Um, your highness, if it’s okay,” Thrust said, his shaft bobbing in front of her muzzle.

“Cease your respectful tone!” demanded Luna, “I desire objectification.”

“Um,” it took Thrust a moment to realize that her glare meant that he should retry. “It’s time to learn your place, slut princess, now choke on my dick!” He sounded awkward, but it would have to do.

Luna did so far more spectacularly than she intended. She slid her muzzle over the shaft and slid her tongue along the underside, rippling it and slurping deeper with several thrusts. He then rammed himself down her throat, making her gag violently.

Luna instinctively tried to pull her head back, but Thrust grabbed it in both hooves and pulled her against him again. He rammed again, her neck expanding as he slammed in to the hilt. His balls bounced against her chin as he began brutal strokes.

He hesitated slightly, but was encouraged when Luna didn't throw him off. In fact, her eyes rolled back and her tongue looped around his shaft. He grinned and impaled her choking throat as hard as he could.

Her tail hole was harder to get into. Spear strained against the virgin-tight hole, but didn't give up. He was encouraged by Cadance, whose plot was grinding against his chest from her place atop Luna.

Her large size helped, but when Spear finally popped within, it was still like a vice. Luna's rear's instinctive attempt to push him out only provided Thrust with an extra massage.

He held her plot steady as he rammed into it. All his strength only got him half-way on the first shove, though it felt to Luna like she was full. He grasped the plot that he’d eyed so many times and forced deeper with each plunge. He didn’t stop until his balls smacked Shining’s on each thrust.

“Fucking tight,” Spear panted, “This tight-ass bitch hasn’t been putting out like she should have; we need to teach her what her holes are for.”

As soon as Cadance’s magic released her hips, Luna bounced between Shining and Spear. She worked her ample behind into a nice smooth rolling motion. She slid down Shining’s shaft, rolled back into Spear, then up over and back again. The wet slurp of penetration was so wonderfully lewd and loud.

Luna worked the plunger in her throat as well. Though she hadn’t ceased gagging, things came back to her faster than she’d thought they would. She wrapped her tongue about him and let her moans shiver through his body. She began to enjoy being choked on that fat cock.

The rougher they were, the more she loved it. The clearer her enjoyment was, the more brazen they were in return. Spear grabbed a mouthful of her mane and yanked, but what would usually be sharp pain was a stab of pleasure. Her blood was so drenched in hormones that it was doubtful that she was even capable of feeling pain at the moment. Luna teared up from the sheer intensity.

Luna hadn’t felt this alive in too long. She hadn’t realized how much she missed enjoying the talents of her guards. These eager stallions were so eager to defile her, which was a welcome change from fearful obedience.

“Princess... fuck... moon butt...” Spear had trouble dirty-talking while having a seizure from Luna’s tight ass.

Thrust angled himself to better cut off her breathing and pressed a hoof against her throat. He clenched her throat hard until breathing was out of the question for her, but it allowed her to feel every detail of his throbbing member.

Getting choked was new, but she doubted he was attempting to assassinate her, so it must be something fun, right? She resisted the urge to pull his hooves off as her face became purpler than usual. The combination of suffocation and blushing made the discoloration worse.

His saliva dripped into her eyes as he looked down at her. Choking her like this was a power trip and a half for him, and knowing that only made Luna hotter. That, and the dizziness she felt was strangely pleasurable. Her body became pleasantly numb and she felt little more than the shafts invading her from all ends.

“Fucking Luna damn it,” Thrust groaned an appropriate swear. “You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined choking you on my cock, you fucking slut. I didn't realize how much of a cock-worshiping whore you were.”

Luna made a mental note to pay more attention to his dreams in the future.

Shining's royal shaft pulsated within the divine love tunnel. The feeling of Luna’s viscous secretions pouring down his balls was enough to send him over, yet he wasn't. Cadance’s horn glowed as she helped Shining from blasting off too early, as well as the guards. It was a good thing; none of the stallions would have lasted more than sixty seconds otherwise.

Shining toyed with Luna's breasts, which had swelled from her heat. He moved his hooves in circles about them and rubbed her nipples firmly. That alone had her in bliss; it'd been too long since a stallion appreciated them properly.

Luna let her body go limp, submitting completely, letting her body act on its own. Shining arched his back as he felt her cunny milk him, wanting nothing more than to unleash a river of seed into her.

“If stallions knew how good this felt, they’d be tearing down your door,” Shining sounded strangely sincere. “Fuck what I wouldn’t give to put a foal in you.”

“Why shouldn’t you?” giggled Cadance. She licked the side of Luna’s face to taste her happy tears. “What do you say, auntie? Should I cancel the spell keeping my husband from putting a bun in your oven?” Cadance purred to the others, “What do you say, should Luna leave here with a little moon in her pie?”

Luna barely caught herself before she instinctively nodded. She didn't want to even consider that, given that being pregnant would be a lot harder to hide than having had a bit of fun.

Her loins were on fire though. There was nothing she wanted more right now than to have fertile sperm painting her insides. Luna felt her mind soften, drawing close to the point where she’d start thinking with her pussy instead of her brain.

“Fuck yeah, she should,” said Spear, followed by a very eager nod from Thrust. Of course they’d be for it. If Luna allowed her lack of celibacy to be public, it would increase the chances of them getting to do this again.

“See, auntie, isn’t this amazing?” Cadance purred, continuing to lick her face even as it burned bluer. “Every stallion in this kingdom wants inside of you; you could literally pick out any hottie at random and bang him on the spot. No one would stop you. That seems like a perk of princesshood that shouldn’t be overlooked, hm?” She leaned to Luna’s face, “All you have to do is nod, but you don’t have much time. Shiny isn’t going to last forever.”

Luna was certain that she’d never randomly offer her plot to a stallion in public. All the same, the idea of being publicly not-celibate sounded better than she wanted it to. In fact, it would allow her to be pickier, since she could choose instead of grabbing whoever was close when she gave in.

She felt those three beautiful cocks throbbing inside her. Gods she loved this so much, but if she wanted to say ‘yes’ to Cadance, she had to within the next few seconds. Luna wanted to; it was just a matter of overcoming her pride.

Luna’s climax hit her like a train into a filly-guide cart. She felt barely even sapient, but began to nod furiously. Her insides convulsed more than ever, and all she could feel was the sperm packed into her from all three holes as she spasmed. Her moan sent shivers through Thrust as her writhing fun holes did the same for Spear and Shining. Shining got the best deal, getting both drenched in moon juice and having his shaft milked madly. It literally sucked the fertility out of his balls and into her starving womb.

Luna placed a weak hoof against Thrust, though he gave her several heavier thrusts to pack his seed deeper before pulling out with a lewd slurp. She took a deep breath as he unplugged her muzzle, panting as she stared at the shaft in front of her, glistening with her saliva and his cum.

Spear pulled out as well, causing her to shiver at the suction as he pulled his thick meat from her still tight ass. Shining did the opposite, grasping her hips and holding her down against him as if he wanted to bathe in her sacred warmth for as long as possible.

“Did you...” Luna spoke, only to stop to gag up a mouthful of spunk. She didn’t spit though. She rolled it around with her tongue before swallowing it again.

“That is what you meant when you nodded, right?” Cadance asked carefully, “If it’s a problem, I can still scoop it out in time.”

“I would not dishonor Prince Shining Armor by refusing to carry his seed,” panted Luna.

“Wow,” Shining groaned, shivering still, “Those are words I never expected from you. I... really really didn’t expect that to work.” He looked unsure of what to do now that it did. “I hope you don’t regret that too much.”

“I expected to be full of regret once I came down from my carnal high,” said Luna, finally pulling herself off Shining. She had to pull hard as they were somewhat glued together with the goo cocktail mashed between them. “But I feel rejuvenated... I want to be seen as the eager young princess that I once was.” She looked to her guards once more, “I wish to take pride in my personal growth, thus you have my leave to tell whomever you wish of your... exploits. However, you shall speak of me with the utmost respect, as a princess that allowed you to make use of her, not an out of control harlot.”

“Y-yes Princess!” Spear and Thrust said together. Their eyes brightened, completely re-energized at the idea of being known for their feat, even if it had only been dumb luck for them. In a way, they looked simultaneously overjoyed and terrified. They’d both spend a lot of time thinking about how to tell their buds without risking any words that might make them have nightmares.

“If you’re concerned about being seen as a slut,” Cadance slid up to Luna and hugged her wings around her. “It might help if a certain sister of yours did the same, hm?”

“You are both quite wicked,” Luna couldn’t help but laugh, “But also correct.” She looked to Spear and Thrust again, “Go and converse with the soldiers standing watch further up the path. Inquire if they will consent an order of pleasure from the Princess of the Night as well, and if so, bring them here.”

Luna didn’t intend to allow her guards to gangbang her in the future, but this felt like a special occasion. It wouldn’t hurt this one time... or any other time that she could rationalize an event as a ‘special occasion’.
> 2.9: Thorax Feels Left Out
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Thorax Crystal Hoof couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had been gone for a few days visiting Queen Chrysalis to report in his grandparents for normal family activities. When he got back, his husband had a very interesting story to tell.

"So she took you and Dark Thrust to the same place where we go..." Crystal quirked an eyebrow. This was a lot for Crystal to take in. Much like Spear was.

"Yep!" Doomie Gleaming Spear confirmed. He grinned like Rainbow Dash in a shower full of Wonderbolts.

"And then... the rulers of the Crystal Empire showed up?" Crystal asked. "This just happened?"

Crystal leaned down and looked beneath Spear. He was still hard. And slick. Oh morphic gods he was serious.

"Uh-huh," Spear was so giddy that he was bouncing, his dick flopping humorously.

"And then... Cadance blew you... to lubricate you so you could fuck Luna up the ass. Then Luna fucked half a dozen other guards. Then you again. Then the other guards again." Crystal stared, "Oh, and Luna let Prince Shining Armor impregnate her."

"That's right!" Spear chuckled, "Can you believe it? You think Mom will even believe it?"

"Wow,” Crystal blinked, "First that weird offer from the crystal princess and now this... I sorta hope Mom takes the offer. I haven't even gotten to fuck a pony, much less an alicorn. Much less two alicorns!"

"That's ‘cause you bitched out during the invasion," smirked Spear. "While I was busy doing the pink one. In every hole. Twice." 

"I still don't think that's what she meant when she yelled 'Do me'," huffed Crystal, so very jealous.

Crystal suffered an identity crisis during the Canterlot battle. Now the more time he spent as an agent with ponies, the more he wanted to get to know one as his true self. He figured that he’d have a better chance of that as the stay-at-home husband, but clearly he should have chosen the other role.

"She didn't complain!" Spear laughed, but all the same seemed empathetic when he picked up Crystal’s mood. "Aw don't be like that, sweetheart. How about you be Spear for a week or so, maybe she'll put out again?"

"I don't know enough about him," lamented Crystal. He’d spent too much time trying to get to know ponies and not enough time studying his mission.

"Well you could always get an indirect go if I bang you while I'm still coated with her juice," winked Spear. "Take your true form, we can role-play that I caught you!"

"Fine." Crystal rolled his eyes, returning to his true form in a flash of green magic. “Only because you’re my hottest brother.”

A knock on the door made them both jump.

"Say who what?" Thorax looked at the door. No one ever visited them at this hour.

Spear peaked out the peep-hole, then looked back with wide eyes, "It's the crystal princess!"

"Think she knows?" Thorax felt panic well up, heart thumping.

"Don't be stupid," Spear rolled his eyes. "She's probably here cause my cock tasted so good. You know what she can be like."

"I WISH I knew what she could be like!" growled Thorax.

Another knock.

Thorax stepped back as Spear opened the door.

"Princess!" Spear feigned complete surprise and bowed, "I... didn't expect you!"

"Oh don't be like that. You’re off-duty," chuckled Cadance, "Mmmm... you're hard… Oh and that would explain it. Is that your husband back there? Hello Spear's husband! You don’t mind that he nailed two princesses, do you?"

Thorax waved and shook his head. So awkward. He felt like he was forgetting something though. Hmm, wonder what it was.

"I'll be brief, sweeties." Cadance smiled. "Luna and Shining mentioned that you cuties were gay. Since me and Shiny are still in Canterlot, I wondered if you'd like to drop by the palace after your shift on Friday?" She paused for a moment and then added. "To bang my husband, in case that wasn't clear. Your mate can join in!"

"R-really?" Spear blinked.

"Really!" laughed Cadance, then added more quietly, "You have a huge dick. Way bigger than Shining’s."

"Sure?" Spear barely got the word out.

"Great!" Cadance smiled, "See you about say... ten? For now, I'll leave you two hot boy toys to your scheming." With that, leaned in to give him a peck on the cheek before bouncing off on her way.

"Huh, wonder what she meant by scheming," Spear scratched his mane as he turned around. He stared at Thorax with an open muzzle.

"What?" Thorax asked.

"Thorax... bro..." said Spear breathlessly, "You forgot to retake your pony form... she saw that you were a changeling."

"... Fuck."

"Does this mean we aren't gonna fuck?" sighed Spear.

"Why would it mean that?" Thorax chuckled.
> 2.95: Cadence Manages To Not Have Sex For Fifteen Whole Minutes
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Cadance thought about telling Shining what he was getting into. Or rather, what was getting into him. But surprises were so much fun; who didn't like surprises?

“Do you have something planned?" Shining called her on it as they were leaving dinner at Canterlot Palace. 

Cadance was very good at hiding her deviousness, particularly when in public. Shining had been with her a while now though, and could usually see through it. Given that, there wasn't any point of denying it, so Cadance didn't answer at all.

Shining grinned. He knew that when Cadance ignored that question, fun was incoming. Cadance smiled back at him for a moment they simply looked into one another's eyes.

"Greetings my companions with benefits!" Luna's approach was so sudden that the two instinctively erected magical barriers. Luna looked hurt. "Does my presence now cause you discomfort?"

"Oh goodness no, Auntie," Cadance dropped the shield and took a deep breath, "It's just you can be... sudden at times." 

Cadance shared a brief but deep kiss with Luna as if to prove her comfort. Shining followed up as Luna moved to kiss him as well.

"I'm happy to see the mother of my child, love," Shining smiled. The mother of one of his children at least. Who knows how many foals Shining had now; it depended on how many he’d put in Chrysalis.

Shining's wording caused Luna to blush sharply. She regained her composure enough to speak after a few seconds of fighting back said blush. 

"After significant consideration, I have arrived at a final judgement!" announced Luna, "I shall be wed to your union forthwith."

"Is that an order?" chuckled Shining. "An order I like, at least."

"Maybe not forthwith,” Cadance smiled gently. "Let's take time and plan something special." After all, they might be adding some ponies to the ceremony if all went well. "While your subjects won't mind your sudden impregnation, they will very much mind if they don't get a proper celebration."

Luna sighed and let her stature slump into a less-commanding pose. "Apologies. I get really official when I'm nervous. I still haven't even told Celestia that I... did those things."

"That you had an orgy with every guard for a two-mile radius? Twice?" giggled Cadance. "Come now, you know she won't judge you for breaking the vow."

"Yes, I do," smiled Luna, "But all the same I did so suddenly and without informing her. I guess... I am afraid to disappoint my big sister."

"Well if you don't want to tell her yourself, she'll find out from somepony else," Shining pointed out. "Those guards have been loud and proud. I'm pretty sure a lot of subjects are talking about it now, and it won't be long until the newspapers report it. As much as they can report in a newspaper at least."

"How have ponies reacted?" Luna looked down at the floor in shame. 

"No one cares that you broke the vow," Shining stepped forward and gave Luna a brief hug. "Like Cadance said, they're excited about the idea of another royal wedding."

"And nopony thinks you're a slut, Auntie," Cadance assured. "Ponies don't think like that anymore. The rumors haven't been that you're easy. The rumors are that you're a hot vixen that made a lot of guards very lucky."

"It is you who have made me lucky," smiled Luna, "For now, I have more to do. If I do not see you again tonight, I'll at least make sure you have good dreams. Very good dreams."

"Oh, are you the reason my dreams have been so amazing since our fun?" smirked Cadance.

"And the reason that my dreams have all involved Twilight showing up in kinky outfits?" Shining shifted a hoof and blushed.

"That's a possibility," smiled Luna.

Luna turned and trotted off, as she had more duties to attend to. Cadance and Shining watched the ample moon plot until Luna turned a corner and went out of view.

"I can't believe this turned out so well," Shining said in awe.

"I can," said Cadance, walking again toward their room, "Aren't you glad you took my advice? I am the expert on love after all."

"Oh I've learned to trust you," Shining smiled, "Though, is it even legal for Celestia or Twilight to join now? Siblings and all..."

"It's very illegal," said Cadance, "Except by royal decree, which means it's not a problem. Besides, I'm pushing to strike that law. We've developed magic to prevent defects, so there's no reason we should be interfering in family-fun."

"It would allow for less boring family reunions too," Shining jested.

Shining looked so happy, and Cadance loved that as much as she loved him. She wanted to see all his biggest fantasies come true. His life was so fleeting compared to her own, and she'd promised herself to make what life he had amazing.

Cadance was sure she could get Twilight involved. Twilight crushed on Shining as much as he did Twilight, after all. Even Chryssie, assuming they could get her to show up, would be pretty likely. Cadance only need spin things in such a way to make Queen Bug Horse feel like the 'winner'. 

The one Cadance was least sure on was Celestia; she wouldn't make herself as vulnerable as Luna. Atop that, thinking about the reason for the royal vow depressed Cadance, which impeded her abilities. Celestia had tortured herself for so long. Cadance felt, given what her own talent was, it was her duty to help.

Cadance’s thoughts moved to more immediate things as they arrived at her and Shining’s room. They both headed inside and walked towards their bed together. 

“I do have a surprise for you, Shiney,” Cadance commented as they approached the bed and she closed the door.

“Will it require a safe word?” Shining chuckled. “Never mind. You’ll gag me so I can’t use it anyway.”

“You know me so very well,” grinned Cadance, reaching out a hoof and touching his nose.

“Boop!” said Cadance, and Shining flopped onto the bed in a magically induced sleep.
> 3: Shining Gets A Special Surprise
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"We should go home!" Crystal Hoof hyperventilated.

"We can't!" Gleaming Spear shook his head, "Mom'll be furious! We'll only get a half-serving of love for the next year!"

"At least she won't kill us!" Crystal exclaimed.

"Oh come on," Spear rolled his eyes, "Ponies forgive anything. You'd have to drop balefire on half of Equestria before they'd even consider execution."

"You think?" Crystal wasn't any less freaked.

"Yes! Now shush!" Spear said, "We're almost there."

The two approached Cadance's room, and gave an awkward smile to the guards at the door. The dozen guards. Didn't this usually involve a pair of guards? That probably didn't bode well.

"Hey guys!" Spear stammered somewhat, "Have you met my husband? We're here to see the princess... and prince."

"I bet you are," smirked one of the guards, but all the same turned to knock on the door. "Princess? Your appointment is here."

"Excellent!" Cadance called from inside. The door opened and she poked out her head, "Hello boys!" She looked at the guards, "I'll signal in less than five minute intervals, yes?" Whatever that meant.

"Sure?" a second guard arched an eyebrow.

"Great!" Cadance smiled.

Cadance opened the door wider and grasped both of the couple with her magic. Crystal cringed, expecting something that hurt, but she only yanked them into the room. The door slammed behind them.

"Now," Cadance's expression grew serious. "So you boys know, I'm horny, but I'm not stupid. The guards outside are expecting me to send them a magical pulse at least every five minutes. If I am incapacitated and can't do that, they will storm this room and give you both a very bad time. Understand?"

"Understood Princess," Spear gave a bow. "I thank you for... your mercy."

"Sure!" Crystal blurted out, going pale when she looked at him. It was good to know that he wasn't bested by a non-clever opponent, at least. He asked under his breath, "Do they know?"

"No, I told them that I worry that somepony is planning on sneaking in somehow," Cadance said. "But they'll figure out fast if they have to come in. And if you attempt to harm my husband, there is no magic that will fix what I do to you. Understand? Great!" 

For a moment she was both hot and horrifying. Yet, once she lay out the law, Cadance's face returned to her regularly scheduled smirk. She waved her head to draw their attention to the bed.

Somehow Crystal hadn't noticed Shining there. He wasn't on the bed, but suspended above it. He was facing upward with all four limbs bound. He had also been fitted with a tight collar, a blindfold, and a ring-gag.

His hind legs spread as wide as they could without popping them out of joint, each tied around the knee with a rope knot. Each had two ropes that connected them to hooks on the ceiling above their bed. His front legs were bound on either side of his head, wrapped around the knee and ankle to hold them still. Each of those attached to the ceiling as well. 

His collar wasn't attached to anything, which made his head hang back. He was fast asleep, so it hung limp. His gag was obviously made to hold his muzzle open while allowing a large stallion to push into his maw through the ring. His silk blindfold was tied tightly as well. His shaft wasn't limp like his head, but rather hard. It pulsated as if in instinctive anticipation of what Cadance had in store.

If that wasn't enough, Crystal could feel the emotional bond that Cadance felt when she looked at him. It was intense, like Crystal had chugged a glass of Everfree cider. He hadn't gotten close enough to Cadance or Shining at the wedding to realize how intense the couple was, and this was just the one of them. 

"Wow!" Crystal slurred, "You're really gonna' let us... really?... I call tail hole!"

"Nnngh," Spear didn't act as drunk as Crystal, but he was a lot better at not showing it. He was a much more competent spy than Crystal.

"Really?" Cadance grasped Crystal by the tail and held him when he staggered toward the bed. Crystal walked in place a bit before he realized that he wasn't getting any closer to Shining. 

"Did I do something wrong?" Crystal asked, trying to clear his head enough to understand what answer she gave.

"He's blindfolded for a reason, gentlemen," said Cadance, "So you can do this in your true forms. I've never gotten to see changelings at play... not up close at least." She looked at Spear, "You too."

"How'd you know I was a changeling too?" asked Spear. "And not some possessed guard?"

"I didn't know for sure until you said so," said Cadance. "But I figured. Changelings don't take their true form around ponies they're trying to deceive." The alicorn had put serious thought into how to deal with changelings. Goodness knows she had reason to.

Spear looked reluctant, but Crystal couldn't have been happier to drop his facade. A pony that not only wanted time with him, but actually wanted it with him in his true form? This was amazing! The last of his reluctance evaporated in a cloud of delicious love fumes.

Thorax flashed into his true form. Almost. He did size up his goods a bit. Doomie followed suit, though still looked a good deal more nervous. Thorax noticed that he had sized himself up a bit as well though. 

Cadance leaned down to get a look at those goods. They spilled out of slits, tucked between the chitin plates that met at their groin. They were quite different from ponies. 

They had tapered tips, ridges down the sides, and even a hint of a knot near the base. What's more, they slid free of their home slick, lubricated already by the natural juice in their slit.

For a moment, Cadance looked like she was going to pin one of them down and give herself a ride. She resisted though, shivering.

"Oh you're as big in your natural form, hm?" Cadance sounded incredulous. "Oh, it comes out already lubricated?" She sounded thrilled, sliding a hoof against Thorax's as if to confirm. "Oh I'm liking changelings more and more." 

Cadance grabbed the bottle of lube she had retrieved and dropped it back into her toy box. Won't need that.

Yet, she didn't seem to care if they were faking it, so long as it kept that unique shape. She leaned down to take a sniff at each, her tail wagging her scent in their face as she took in their own. Thorax wasn't sure how good his musty, buggy smell was to a pony, but she appeared to like it.

"Here's what we'll do," said Cadance, "I'm going to wake Shiny up, and you two are gonna bang him as hard as you want. Then, if you feel like fucking a mare too, you'll bang me. Deal?"

"I always feel like anything sexy," Thorax grinned, though that was true of any changeling by definition.

Shining took a deep breath as he awoke, seeming to take in the scents to ensure his wife was present. He seemed to pick it up beneath the unfamiliar musk, and smiled. Thorax groaned out loud as Shining's consciousness brought another stream of gourmet emotion.

Cadance stayed silent. She backed a few feet away from the bed to sit on her haunches. Her eagerness was clear from her drenched thighs that formed a puddle where she sat. She reached both front hooves between her thighs and rubbed circles around her vulva. Her eyes locked onto her new friends to see what they'd do.

"Eetie?" Shining tried to speak. He rocked back and forth in his restraints. He ran his tongue around the ring gag and grinned.

"Uh, hey guy," Thorax said to Shining, a bit drunkenly. "Um, how you doing?"

"We're here to fuck him, not to make friends," Doomie reminded.

Shining perked his ears at the two voices he didn't recognize. Thorax had a normal voice by pony standards, but Doomie's was less so, like it was running through a magical vocoder. 

Shining didn't panic or seem nervous though. Actually he looked excited, cock pulsating as he writhed a bit in his restraints. Thorax wasn't sure he could ever trust someone enough to be comfortable in Shining's position, but luckily he didn't have to.

Thorax nuzzled at Shining's heavy ball sack, running his tongue over the taut flesh. Shining pushed his hips against Thorax's muzzle as he bathed the rod with his tongue, savoring the flavor. It tasted better than Spear's, perhaps because Shining was a real pony, or because Shining was just hot in general. 

The changeling tugged himself into a mounting position, his own shaft flopped against Shining's. Shining grew still as their stallion-hoods throbbed together, immediately picking up the abnormality.

"Uh?" Shining grunted in question, and Thorax wondered if the stallion had ever seen a non-pony dick. Well he was about to feel one. "Ube?" He asked timidly.

"Lube?" Thorax chuckled, dragging his shaft downward. He traced it across Shining's balls and then tucked beneath them. "Nope."

"Oh uck," Shining said.

"He should put that muzzle to better use," suggested Doomie. "Wonder if he's ever had a stallion in either end..."

Cadance smirked and shook her head.

"Wow, oh wow..." Thorax nudged against that tight rear. "I'm gonna’ fuck a prince! This is amazing!"

Doomie sighed at Thorax for his excitement. All the same, he pulled himself up on the other end, the ropes creaking even more as the knots tightened. Shining grunted as his body tensed up. One might have thought he didn't want it if it wasn't for the fact that he licked Doomie's tip as soon as it was in range.

Luckily for Shining, the pre-lubed changeling anatomy didn't chaff. Though, that didn't mean it was easy to get inside. Thorax strained, writhing against Shining. Shining grunted with a bit less confidence as he felt the furless, scaly body against him.

Shining squealed like a filly guide in a box of snakes when Thorax finally popped inside. Thorax rolled his eyes back at the tight heat of a real pony around his shaft and plunged deep. He held little back, but grasped Shining's waist and unleashed a flurry of poundings.

Doomie muffled the squealing shortly after via a hard one down Shining's throat. Shining got a crash-course in cock-sucking as he started to gag. He gave a valiant effort to work it with his throat like Cadance could, but it wasn't easy while bound and spit roasted.

Thorax paused for a moment, timid that he might hurt the recently-virgin stallion. Shining responded by rolling his hips against Thorax more as if wanting more though, so Thorax wailed on him. Thorax spanked Shining's balls with his belly and Shining's plot with his own balls. Thorax could feel the tight pucker popping over every ridge with each long stroke.

Thorax didn't know if Shining was a natural at taking it up the bum, or if Cadance's influence just had Shining as high as Thorax was. Either way, he was sure the prince would feel this in the morning. He began to work as a team with Doomie, bouncing the stallion back and forth between them. 

The brothers leaned together and enjoyed an affectionate kiss, seesawing the borrowed toy back and forth between them. Thorax ran his hooves further up Shining's body, moving one to the stallions' throat to feel the bulge of Doomie's shaft. Shining's throat was still twitching around it, as his rear was twitching around Thorax's cock. 

Cadance bit her lip as she watched. After some time, she could no longer take watching or hearing the smack of hot boy bodies against her husband. She had to join in.

As high as he was, Thorax took a moment to register Cadance's soft body against his face. She seated herself atop her husband cowgirl style, facing Thorax. Thorax leaned against her chest and purred as Cadance stroked his head. 

"Such an affectionate tyke," Cadance purred back, "Oh I can't wait to wrap myself around you, but first..."

Thorax reached to grasp at Shining's shaft to assist, but it wasn't needed. If there was anything Cadance was good at, it was manipulating her favorite toy. With a single flex of her hips, she slid his tip to her entrance and sat down upon it, her tight vulva sliding over him with a delicious slurp.

Cadance pushed Thorax's head downward. He licked at her breasts, which were already swollen a bit with her pregnancy. He alternated between slurping each of them, and wrapping his long tongue around Shining's dick. He rumbled, vibrating the penetration between the two.

Shining's body was trembling like a drugged-out leaf in the wind as he felt that familiar pleasure furnace around him. Beyond that, Thorax felt himself getting close and arched his body to grind those ridges against Shining's prostate. Thorax clenched his teeth, face cradled against Cadance's belly as he strained to hold himself. It'd be impolite to go off before the guy he was boning, after all.

Shining squealed the best he could with Doomie's beef whistle stretching his neck and balls smacking his face. He went off so hard that Cadance clung to Thorax as if afraid she might get blasted off. Thick spunk backwashed from the pulsing honey pot. Thorax slurped in as much as he could, filling his maw until his cheeks puffed out.

Thorax turned his head up to gargle the thick pony seed, only to gag up a fountain of it when his own climax hit. Shining's belly bulged even more than Cadance's, giving her a nice cushion to sit her hot plot on. A mix of Thorax's and Shining's sperm flowed down into a puddle on the bed, a mix of white and off-green fuck juice.

Cadance kissed Thorax, suckling her husband’s foal batter from the changeling's maw. She then turned her head around, kissing Doomie even as he blew his own load. She cut off Doomie's moan with the kiss, but Doomie expelled a hot load into Shining from the other end regardless. Shining looked like he couldn't breathe, but also like he enjoyed the strange taste of what was injected.

"Oh Shining," moaned Cadance, "You make such a hot faggot. I could watch you get plowed for hours, and-"

Her words ceased as the straps on Shining's right legs gave. It sent Cadance tumbling forward atop Thorax, pulling Shining free of her. Thorax was somewhat stuck inside Shining as his knot swelled and locked, but Cadance gave him an extra shove to pop him free. It elicited yet another squeal from both Shining and Thorax, and Cadance pinned Thorax on the wet bed.

"Oh well, this works!" Cadance drooled onto Thorax's face, rubbing her well-used slit against his still creaming shaft. "I want to feel changeling dick inside me." She turned to Doomie, "Take his blindfold off and come fuck me up the plot hole."

"Wha?" Doomie asked, not that there was any point in hiding what they were now that Cadance had blurted out 'changeling dick'.

"Blindfold and gag off," Cadance repeated, "I want him to see how inadequate he is compared to these glorious, ridged beauties." 

Doomie was too lost to worry about the consequences of the captain of the guard knowing he was a changeling. Thorax was even less able to worry with a sopping wet alicorn twat grinding on his goods.

Shining squeaked as Doomie tugged off his blindfold. Doomie yanked his meat popsicle back, which mercifully hadn't knotted in Shining's throat, and unstrapped the gag. He left the stallion hanging by three legs and staring.

"Surprise!" Cadance called to Shining. "Is my cock-fiend of a husband ready to see me get a proper fucking for once?"

"No reason to settle for his tiny dick when you got us!" Doomie was on board with the cuckolding.

Thorax was less certain if he should be. He didn't have much choice at this point of course, not that he wanted a choice.

Shining stared for several long moments at his wife as she straddled Thorax. Doomie moved behind her to make it an alicorn-changeling sandwich. Shining's expression seemed torn between moaning and laughter.

"Oh I'm ready," chuckled Shining, "After feeling that meat slab in my behind, can't blame you.... do I know these hotties?"

"Probably," smirked Cadance.

Thorax eased up again when it was obvious that Shining appreciated the treatment. His eyes widened as he felt Cadance slide over his fun piston, enveloped in the delightful honey pot. She squeezed hard, gliding down over each ridge with a lewd pop before finally rolling her hips.

Doomie pressed from behind, his thick goo and Shining's spit lubricating his way. He popped into Cadance's tail hole, tight pucker sliding over the unique shape of his shaft. He grasped at her hips and began to move in time with Thorax, pressing in together, swelling her belly with each thrust. Doomie and Thorax's balls smacked together with each stroke.

"I'd say to be careful and not let your balls touch," smiled Cadance, "But I guess it's too late for that in the case of you two."

Cadance began kissing Thorax repeatedly, nice deep slurps. He ran his hooves over her hot body and she did the same to him. Her wings flexed back to rub against Doomie at the same time as they all came together.

"Oh fuck yes," Cadance drooled as she kissed. "I didn't expect this treatment. Your cocks are perfect... my husband will never pleasure a mare's holes like this."

Shining watching them made it feel even better. Fucking a stallion's ass and then fucking his wife... Thorax loved this. Doomie clearly did as well, squeaking in excitement as he pounded harder. Even Shining loved it, but the poor stallion was unable to stroke himself at the moment. All he could do was stare and drool.

"Gonna start imagining it's us when you're fucking him?" Doomie grinned.

"Mmm, no way I could do that," Cadance moaned, "I couldn't even pretend that his inadequate cock is this good." She shivered lustfully and tossed Shining a grin before turning her head about to kiss Doomie. "Nothing to say over there, sweetie?"

"Mmm," Shining grunted, "Oh I'm glad you got some less disappointing dicks to enjoy... just wish that I could move enough to masturbate to all this."

Cadance's magic was a bit shaky, but she grabbed Shining's legs one at a time. Whichever restraint she grabbed bobbed in time with her body as she tried to undo it, but she managed to get them all untied. 

Shining started to step toward them, only for Cadance's magic to tug him back away. He grinned and got the picture, sitting back against the head of the bed instead, splaying his legs to react as he used a hand of telekinesis to stroke.

Cadance wasn't the only one enjoying a more capable partner than usual. Thorax was getting dizzy from how amazingly she massaged her tunnel over his happy stick. It seemed to twist and convulse with each stroke, milking him better than any changeling he'd felt. Not even his mother could match this craziness.

Doomie looked to be thinking the same thing. His eyes rolled back as he gagged from the combination of pleasure and overfeeding. He blew his load first, which was quite unlike him, so this alicorn's ass must be amazing.

Thorax leaned over Cadance's shoulder to kiss Doomie. The brothers kissed as Doomie moaned, packing Cadance's behind to overflowing. It poured onto the already-drenched sheets, and Cadance's plot began to jerk with Doomie's motions. He finally had to stop thrusting as his knot locked him tightly inside her behind.

Thorax creamed so hard that for a moment he feared that he might pass out from dehydration. Was that even possible? If it was, this cunt was the one that could do it, that was for sure. Cadance arched against him as she went over too, a stream of pony goo flowing down their thighs along with his greenish spunk. His knot swelled until nothing else could escape, causing her gut to swell with the flood. 

Cadance grinned widely and stroked Thorax as he came down from his sexual high, or at least tried to. Drained physically and overstuffed emotionally, he could barely move at that point. 

Thorax managed to register Shining's moan beside them, and flopped in that direction. Staying connected to Cadance, he managed to open his maw to catch the stream of Shining's climax as he went over watching them. He let it stream over his face, then clamped his muzzle over the tip to guzzle down the rest of the rich spunk. Shining petted Thorax's head, though with awkward motions as if he wasn't quite comfortable touching a changeling.

"Whoa there," Shining panted, "Cum slut much? Not that I'm complaining."

"There we go," Cadance panted as well, "Aren't they just adorable, Shiney? And they must be so full..." 

Cadance reached a hoof toward Shining to motion he could approach. He stumbled over the squishy bed and cuddled against all three. He lay his head on Cadance's shoulder and a foreleg hugged around each of the changelings currently tied inside her.

"So are these two 'reformed'?" asked Shining, "Or did you drag them in here by force?"

"Neither, I'm afraid," smirked Cadance, "Tell him who you are, boys."

Thorax fell silent, unsure of how Shining might react to who they are, though he was at least in a very good mood. And it wasn't like they could hide it for long.

"Uh, Gleaming Spear," admitted Doomie, "This is my um... husband, Crystal Hoof."

"And who are you when you're at home?" asked Cadance.

"Doomie," said Doomie, "And this is my brother Thorax."

"Seriously?" Shining took a while to respond, "Wait, does this mean the real Spear is locked in a pod somewhere?"

"Uh, actually no, I've sort of always been a changeling," explained Doomie.

That no doubt came as a shock to Shining since Doomie had been a 'royal guard' since almost a year before the Canterlot attack. Thorax, in contrast, had started recently. They had had a wedding and everything to make it look real. 

"Are we under arrest?" asked Thorax. He was gradually returning to his senses.

"I don't know," smiled Cadance, "It would be pretty hilarious to call in the other guards while in this position... "

"I'd hate to arrest our play-buddies," chuckled Shining. "I wonder what they could do that might prevent that."

Thorax knew the two were playing him and Doomie, but didn't mind. There was no shame in getting bested by a clever and sexy opponent. And there was something he feared more than pony prison...

"Please don't tell Mom," Thorax begged quietly.

"Mom?" asked Cadance, "Are... you all literally Chryssie's children?"

"Most of us, yeah," said Doomie. He sounded like he didn't think there was anything odd about that. Because there wasn't.

"Who's the father?" Shining asked.

"Various changelings," shrugged Thorax, "Uh, I think Doomie actually put the last batch into her. If we don't count the batch you put in her, Prince."

"Sure did!" Doomie said proudly.

"How many are in my batch?" Shining sounded a bit scared.

"Dunno," admitted Thorax, "I mean she hasn't laid them yet. She can control how many she gets. Could be one, could be twenty."

"Probably on the lower end of that," Doomie suggested, "Since she did it to get to Princess Cadance more than to make more drones." 

It felt weird for Doomie to refer to her like that when they were still both locked inside.

"We won't tell your mother," promised Cadance. "That is, if you do your part to get her to the diplomacy table."

"I'm not gonna’ lead her into a trap," frowned Doomie.

"It won't be a trap, I swear," Cadance said, "We really do want to talk to her... and have sex with her... but don't tell her that part. Since it's a pleasant surprise."

"You guys have studied our culture, right?" asked Shining, "You know ponies don't attack when discussing terms, even with their most hated enemy."

"And we don't hate Chryssie," said Cadance, "I don't like what she did, but I recognize that she did it to feed her subjects... her children, apparently. I can respect that; I actually think we can help you, all of you."

Thorax grunted as he shifted. His shaft popped free of Cadance with a loud squelch, followed shortly by Doomie's doing the same. Cadance purred at the friction from both, and softly rotated her hips against them still.

"I would like that," Thorax managed, "Being at peace with ponies, I mean. I... sorta like ponies. And not just because of this."

Doomie groaned a bit, but for once didn't demean Thorax outright for spouting about ponies. 

"We'll... see what we can do," Doomie agreed. "Not sure how to broach the topic though... it's not easy to lie to her." 

"Simply tell half the truth," suggested Cadance, "Tell them I invited you to plow my husband and me. Then during pillow-talk, we talked about how we understood Chryssie and wanted to help."

That wasn't a bad idea. It was the truth, and if Mom didn't detect a lie, she wasn't likely to dig further. Thorax would let Doomie do the talking though. Anything Thorax said about cooperating with ponies would be suspect. Chrysalis had already reprimanded Thorax several times for his strange feelings about ponies.

"So can we do this again?" asked Doomie.

"I'll put you two on the waiting list and let you know when it's your turn," Cadance placed a hoof against Thorax's nose. "For now, I'm thinking even I need some sleep."

"Can we sleep here?" asked Thorax hopefully. Cadance was soft, and he didn't want to let go of her for a few hours at least.

"Sorry boys," chuckled Cadance, "Sleepy-snuggling me is off-limits for you."

"Odd place to draw the line," Doomie commented.

"I'm an odd mare," smiled Cadance. "Don't forget to poof back to your disguise before you walk past the guards at the door."

Wow... Thorax would have forgotten again had she not said something. He was starting to think that he wasn't cut out to be a spy.

Thorax shifted back to Crystal, complete with matted fur. He looked as well-fucked as he could, both to be convincing, and as a way to silently brag to the guards at the door as he left.

Doomie did the same, and the two staggered towards the exit. Thorax glanced back once more as he opened the door, watching as Cadance and Shining curled up together. He took a deep breath, enjoying one last gulp of their intense emotion before heading out.


> 3.9: Luna And Celestia Commit A Crime
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

It had been a whole week, and Luna’s actions still hadn’t caused the scandal she had feared. As Luna's fiancée’s had indicated, there was only excitement about another royal wedding. 

This was surprising to Luna. She knew things were different, but she had expected that there would be at least some backlash. Had society changed so much that none of her subjects cared about a broken royal promise? 

All the same, having been intimate with so many of the castle guard felt extremely awkward. She blushed from head to hoof when she thought about it, and more so when she passed a guard that had participated. Luckily, her fur didn't show her blush well.

Though they seemed to stare at her plot a lot more. She even saw a few of them licking their lips. Yet at the same time, they were respectful, and perhaps in a better way than before. It felt more like respect and less like fear than it used to.

Of course, she still dreaded the inevitable “I heard what you did” conversation with Celestia. Celestia was not prudish, but was very serious about things like royal vows. Luna still felt too ashamed to speak to her about it.

She was sure Celestia knew now anyway. This morning, Celestia had done little more than watch her across the table at breakfast. It was as if she was waiting for Luna to bring it up.

“Dear sister?” Celestia knocked at Luna’s bedroom door, breaking her train of thought.

Luna sighed, sitting atop her bed. She didn't even pretend to be doing something important. She tried and failed not to blush up a storm.

“You may enter,” Luna spoke more officially than necessary, which is what she did when she was nervous.

“Ah, that official voice,” Celestia chuckled as she came inside. She slid the door closed behind her. “Sister dear, I have heard some interesting rumors, for which I do not judge if they are true...” Celestia approached the bed and climbed atop it with Luna. “But I would like to know if they are true, because if they aren’t, I need to start pulling out tongues.”

“You should not jest about the non-consenting removal of body parts,” said Luna. “But yes, I have broken my vow of celibacy, several times... several dozen times. It was a long night.” She cleared her throat, still unable to make eye contact. “I apologize for not coming to you directly, but I was uncertain of how to breach such a conversation.”

Celestia hugged Luna close, before slowly laying upon her back on Luna’s bed. Luna followed her, settling atop her. Celestia’s hind legs splayed and her front legs grasped Luna’s shoulders. If Luna had a stallion's equipment, it would be an appropriate position to use it, but they avoided doing that with one another outside of kinky dreams that Luna gave Celestia.

This sort of sisterly snuggling wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for them. Luna wrapped her wings against Celestia, while Celestia spread her wings further to cover then both.

“I cannot say that I am comfortable with your actions,” Celestia gently glided one front hoof down to rub against Luna’s belly. She pressed at the spongy flesh about Luna's breasts. She tilted her head to catch a kiss between her words. “But it is your body to do with as you wish. Even carry a foal, I hear?”

“I am,” Luna said, after a brief but deep kiss with Celestia. “It is Shining Armor’s, with Cadance’s permission of course... in fact with her encouragement.”

The two continued to exchange eager kisses between their words, lapping at each other’s gums. Their hooves explored each other’s familiar form, and their hips gyrated against one another, slits slathering one another with moisture. Above it, their breasts smushed comfortably together. It was a rather casual make-out that didn’t interrupt their conversation.

“Do you intend to join their union?” Celestia asked, “I do not like the idea of you being in somepony’s harem, regardless of how much I like her.”

“It is not a harem,” Luna said defensively, “This has been discussed; we shall be equal partners in any such union.”

“Do you just want to outrank me? Is that it?” Celestia licked Luna’s nose teasingly. “If you marry, you can officially take the title of Queen.”

“I would not take such a title if my sister did not share it,” Luna licked Celestia’s nose in return. “Though, I would warn you: Cadance and Shining intend to make an attempt on your purity as well, likely at a time when you would be weak to such actions.”

“You make it sound as if my ‘purity’ will be assassinated,” Celestia smirked. “I gathered that they would, but thank you for your warning. I would have thought you’d be in on any such plan. Such a dichotomy gives me an awful lot of teasing fodder for you.”

“I am not currently ‘in on’ any such plan, though I confess that I would encourage such a thing,” Luna blushed. “As you are aware of their intent, however, is it necessary to wait until your season? I am comfortable with you naming me the ‘instigator’, if that assists in your decision.”

“If I am your prey, dear sister, you will have to hunt,” Celestia chuckled, but then added seriously. “And do not speak as if I will surely oblige. Even if I hate technical celibacy as much as you, you remember why we took this vow, yes?”

“To save ourselves the pain of seeing our lovers and children die,” Luna sighed, “But we cause ourselves more pain in what we deny ourselves. And if your dreams are anything to go by, you wish to break the vow perhaps more than I did. If you do not wish to be attached, you can always maintain a casually erotic relationship instead of a romantic one.”

“We’ve tried that before, dear sister,” said Celestia, “I don't think I can avoid not becoming attached to somepony if I play around .And if you marry into their union, you will certainly be attached. Not only that, but Shining will feel like a spare when he ages and both his wives don’t.”

“I have wondered if that is her true intent,” sighed Luna. “Perhaps she wishes to lure us into a situation where we agree to bestow immortality upon the one she loves most, regardless of his suitability for the process.”

“I do not think she would,” Celestia observed. “She knows that the process is fatal if a mortal is not prepared. She wouldn’t allow us to risk his life on a hope, nor would we do so.”

“Perhaps she believes that she can push Shining to the level required before his departure, “Luna said. “Being the husband of several princesses would scarcely hurt his chances.” She sighed. “Regardless of that, I do not believe our former lovers would wish us to stagnate alone. What is the use of our agelessness if we do not truly live?”

“Not even Starswirl managed to reach that level, and we still don’t know for certain that Twilight will... even if I have faith,” said Celestia. She then returned to her somewhat-trollish smirk, pushing the conversation back away from seriousness. “Back on topic, are there not laws against sibling marriage?”

“We are breaking a similar law as we speak,” Luna pointed out, gyrating her hips more firmly against Celestia to illustrate. The sound of their sopping wet bodies was loud in the quiet room. “Even then, there is the exception listed, ‘except by royal order’. We have included such a clause within most of our laws.”

“Naughty,” Celestia grinned, “After I'm done with you, maybe I’ll go jaywalk by royal order.”

“I am appalled at your tyranny,” Luna said in mock-surprise.

Another knock on the door interrupted them, “Princess Luna? Princess Celestia? I was told I can find you here?”

“Enter,” called out Luna.

Not only did the sisters continue their crime-in-progress, but both folded their wings so that their actions were more visible. When the guard entered, he stood slack-jawed for several long moments. He stared as the two most powerful beings in Equestria scissored and kissed.

“Is there a problem?” Celestia asked between kisses. This was a new guard, likely not aware of their special sisterly bonding. So they made sure to work it hard.

“You will forget having seen us in this position,” said Luna after the next kiss. ”Now speak.”

“Um yes, your Highnesses,” the guard finally regained use of his brain after the shock. He closed the door behind him. “I was told to inform you both, that Queen Chrysalis has responded favorably to Princess Cadance’s offer for negotiation with her.”

“She what,” Celestia dead-panned.

The princesses both ceased their movements; it was their turn to look slack-jawed.
> 4: Chrysalis Confirms That Ponies Are Insane
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The offer seemed strange after her attempt to invade and conquer them. Chrysalis was still pregnant with the prince’s offspring. 

Chrysalis had only allowed him to implant her to torment Cadance with the knowledge, but that had failed. It was petty, but Chrysalis had birthed an entire hive, so the casual creation of a few more wasn’t a problem.

Still, her mind filled with curiosity. 

According to her research, not even bitter foes harmed one another at these meetings, so Chrysalis could be certain that her and her arrival and exit would be unmolested. It’d allow Chrysalis to see the new Crystal Palace, since she hadn’t yet gotten a spy there.

The queen had nothing to lose, so she agreed. She insisted it be at the Crystal Palace, and they surely knew why, but agreed. Maybe they sincerely wanted to speak. How strange.

The ponies asked Chrysalis to bring only two of her children with her, as if they expected her to park an army next to their city. Again. As soon as the Crystal City came into view, Chrysalis saw a city-wide force field. It was nice to know she elicited that level of terror.

One rule was that her party remain in their true forms during the proceedings, which made sense. Another request was that her entourage be male, which made no sense, given that females were the dominant gender in Equestria.

Chrysalis chose the drones that had informed her of Cadance's oddly accommodating attitude. Thorax would benefit from it since he had been yammering about ponies since the Canterlot attack. Chrysalis figured that seeing a few react to his true form might help him realize how pathetic they were. The other was Doomie, coincidentally the drone to implant her most recent batch. If she didn't count Shining Armor. And she didn’t. Baka.

When she arrived, the crystal ponies weren’t as averse as she expected, but they weren’t the ones she had invaded. An armed escort met her, watching her carefully as they guided her to the room where the 'diplomacy' would happen. Chrysalis was still unsure of what to expect; stopping to talk with an enemy wasn't something she had ever considered. 

Doomie was composed, but Thorax was like a foal at an amusement park. Chrysalis hoped that bringing him didn’t backfire.

The ponies had decorated, though they didn't know how to decorate for changelings. They had assumed that decorating in the most emo way possible was the best idea, and the insect designs on the plates and table cloth were pretty racist. 

Still, at least they tried. They even had a nice hive symbol on the wall behind Chrysalis’ seat, which was well enough designed that Chrysalis was tempted to steal it.

Across from her were Princess Cadance and Prince Shining Armor, flanked by Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. Chrysalis smirked at Celestia and received a hard, serious stare. Sadly, she wouldn’t get to blast Celestia as at their last meeting, but Chrysalis could still get on her nerves.

Chrysalis glanced at Luna to size her up next. Chrysalis barely beat Celestia, but reports said that Luna had dispatched Celestia easily upon her return from the Moon. Chrysalis didn’t want to face a pony like Luna when they were awake. It was easier to sneak into said pony’s room at night and teleport them to the hive where they’d be helpless. 

Come to think of it, that was a good idea for a coup.

More interesting were the recent spy reports on Luna. Doomie reported that Luna let him have her up the behind while she was getting impregnated by Shining Armor. The knowledge caused Chrysalis to size Luna up in the sexual sense. She looked like a potentially energetic lay, and it was rare to find a partner that Chrysalis could go all out with and not maim them.

“Welcome, Queen Chrysalis,” said Cadance, “Do you mind if I call you Chryssie?”

Chrysalis responded with sarcasm, “Only if I can call you Candy.”

“Great!” smiled Cadance, “See? We’re coming to agreements already!”

Celestia cleared her throat as if warning Cadance to take things seriously. Now there was an exercise in futility.

“Well then, ‘Candy’,” Chrysalis said as she took her seat, her sons seated at her sides. “You requested this meeting, so I assume you have a reason other than announcing our official nicknames for one another.”

“Well, Chryssie,” said Cadance, “It occurred to me… you're stealing something that I'm not keeping from you. You wish to feed on mine and Shining’s love, yes?”

“Yes,” Chrysalis answered, narrowing her eyes with suspicion.

“Well,” Cadance stood, placing her front hooves on the table, ready to crawl atop it. “Maybe we can start things off by giving you a meal... as a sign of good will.” Cadance’s wicked grin put Chrysalis’ villain grin to shame.

“Oh my Me,” Celestia sighed, rubbing her forehead with both hooves. 

Clearly, Cadance had left Celestia uninformed, probably on purpose. Maybe Cadance wasn’t so bad... Nah.

Luna remained in a dignified stance with little expression, though Chrysalis thought she caught a hint of an eye roll. As for Shining, he blushed like a school filly getting noticed by senpai. 

“Did you call me all this way to horse around with me?” Chrysalis asked, unsure what strange diplomatic strategy this was. She disliked them toying with her emotions; that was her job. “I doubt you called me all this way to mate in front of me, much less with me, so kindly get to the point.” Chrysalis knew Cadance was easy, but this? 

“You don’t know her as well as you thought,” Shining chuckled, nervous and shying away from eye contact.

Cadance didn’t respond. Instead she pulled her whole body up onto the table, crouched, and crawled across it toward Chrysalis. 

"Oh by all that isn't holy," sighed Celestia.

Chrysalis’ eyes grew large as Cadance closed the distance, too confused to enjoy Celestia’s misery. Cadance stopped with her muzzle an inch from Chrysalis’. The changeling queen leaned back as far as possible without falling out of her seat. 

Was this an attack? Chrysalis was a second from blasting Cadance when the crystal princess leaned forward and kissed her.  The energy building for the defense shorted out, causing smoke to rise from her lips.

What was Chrysalis supposed to do? This kiss was no light peck. Cadance pried her muzzle open to slip her tongue inside, molesting Chrysalis’ own forked tongue. They played tongue chase as Chrysalis attempted to avoid touching. 

Since Cadance wasn’t quitting without results, Chrysalis returned the motion. She leaned forward again, tilting her head and licking Cadance’s throat. Chrysalis rammed her tongue down the pony’s throat to force a retreat. That only resulted in Cadance swallowing Chrysalis’ longer tongue. Chrysalis wasn't sure if Cadance did that on purpose, or if she instinctively fellated any long object placed in her muzzle.

“Um, should we be protecting you, Mom?” Doomie asked.

“I don’t think it's an attack,” said Thorax. He leaned in, eyes glistening while watching Chrysalis kiss the pretty pink pony princess.

Cadance came up for air, leaving Chrysalis’ tongue hanging from her muzzle. It was only then that Chrysalis realized that Shining had joined Cadance atop the table.

“Want to fuck my husband again for old times’ sake?” Cadance wore that wicked grin again. “He wants to try your true form.”

“She isn’t joking,” Shining chuckled. “Did you know that she got into asphyxiation after I told her about the ‘you’ version of her?”

“I should excuse myself from this meeting,” Celestia suggested in a fake-kind tone. “Clearly I am… not needed.”

“Now sister,” smirked Luna, “This is an important meeting. It would be inappropriate for us to leave when it has scarcely begun. Aside from that, should you not take pride in your former student’s diplomatic skills?” 

“Very well,” sighed Celestia, “But do not expect me to bend over for minions, and certainly not for Chrysalis.” 

Celestia appeared to believe that Chrysalis came doubly equipped, and it wasn't a completely inaccurate assumption.

“These are not ‘minions’,” Chrysalis corrected, annoyed, “They are my children. But not to worry, dear Celestia. I'm satisfied from the first time I beat your plot. No need for a round two.”

“I figured bending over for her min... sons would be more Luna’s cup of tea,” chuckled Cadance, waving a hoof between Celestia and Chrysalis before one of them lunged.

“Oh?” Thorax perked his ears and looked at Luna, a hope shining in his eyes. Chrysalis regretted bringing him.

“Please do not join their activity, sister,” Celestia sighed, though her voice held little hope of Luna cooperating. 

Chrysalis imagined that it was horrible for Celestia, being the only sane one at the table.

“You’re serious,” Chrysalis stammered. It would have been less incredible if they didn’t want to do it with her true form. Willing partners usually requested that she turn into someone or something they liked. Chrysalis had never met a pony who wanted to have sex with a giant insect queen. 

“I am,” Cadance said, pecking another kiss at Chrysalis’ nose. “How about you bend over for him while I spread my legs for that delightful tongue of yours. Shining told me all about how good you are at using it, and I’m eager to… confirm his findings.”

“In my true form,” Chrysalis confirmed, certain that she misheard. 

“You’re no beauty,” admitted Shining. “I mean, no offense, but it’s less you being sexy and more that having sex with a bug monster is kinky.”

“Fair enough,” said Chrysalis, “I suppose I find your racism oddly endearing.”

As a hive queen, being what ponies called ‘slutty’ was written into Chrysalis’ biology. Thus, she had no compunctions with random group sex. It was strange, though, that they wanted to do so after their experiences. Chrysalis tried to figure out a motive aside from their claims, but came up blank. On the plus side, the severely disturbed emotions filtering over from Celestia were delightful.

“Very well,” Chrysalis relented, “Dear children, you have leave to screw Sun Butt and Moon Butt, either pair off or two on one.” She couldn't help but take another verbal jab at Celestia.

“You will not take a single step toward me, changeling,” Celestia said darkly when Thorax looked at her as he had Luna. The sun princess sat stiffly in her seat, most likely moist despite her insistence otherwise. She kept her hooves upon the table, as if afraid she might be tempted to use them on her nether regions, and her blush surpassed Shining's.

“Celestia, with due respect,” Cadance commented, “Try to threaten them without sounding racist.”

Chrysalis blinked as Cadance defended her son. Sincere kindness to her children was the easiest way to get on the queen’s good side, and she was tempted to thank Cadance… nah.

As Chrysalis crawled onto the table, she was torn between facing Celestia or Luna. One direction had the deliciously uncomfortable Celestia. The other side had Chrysalis’ children about to enjoy themselves. Chrysalis chose the latter, though she gave Celestia one last long stare, taking a moment to extend her tongue seductively to wave at her.

Cadance sat back, hind legs spread, ready for a proper tongue lashing. That position would not give Chrysalis a view of what was behind Cadance, so Chrysalis grabbed Cadance’s plot and flipped her over onto all fours. Chrysalis’ sudden movement caused the guards at the door to reach for their weapons, but they relaxed when Cadance’s response was to squeal in delight. 

Cadance adopted a head-down-ass-up position, and Chrysalis could look over her sizable pink plot while she worked. Chrysalis admired Cadance’s glistening vulva, pulling those lips apart to look within. Chrysalis saw secretions drooling from the top to the bottom of Cadance's love canal. The walls flexed, internal muscles able to make up for any looseness.

It was interesting to get a closer look, and taste, of a pussy that had been part of Chrysalis’ disguise. Chrysalis pushed against it, first flicking her tongue over the surface. Cadance pushed back against her with eager anticipation. Chrysalis knew that Cadance wasn't pretending; she wanted Chrysalis’ tongue so bad it hurt. 

Meanwhile, Shining rubbed his hooves over her rump. Chrysalis waggled it at him, winking back at him. Shining looked as if he was deciding if he was turned on or freaked out, but Chrysalis would take either.

Shining had trouble with Chrysalis’ anatomy. When he poked his eager muff diver where a mare would keep her fun hole, he found nothing. Embarrassed, he felt between Chrysalis’ thighs as she kept herself clenched shut to make things difficult. Shining chuckled nervously when he discovered her entrance, but he had to tug her scaly carapace apart to reveal his target.

Shining shivered as he took another stab at it. Chrysalis squeezed his shaft with her unique flesh, like warm sponges wound tightly around him. She showed off the superiority of changeling anatomy, hole slurping him inside balls-deep a moment after his tip graced her vulva. Shining rolled his eyes back like a stallion experiencing a warm hole for the first time; the strange orifice felt as alien as it did pleasurable. 

Beyond the bliss of his familiar shape spelunking her caverns, it was nice for her true form to get appreciation. It was a nice ego boost.

As for feeding, Chrysalis was getting a belly full. There was a stream of love running from Cadance to Shining, buzzing through her as an arc of energy. Little of it targeted Chrysalis, though any love for her at all was baffling. The couple left themselves open enough that Chrysalis got plenty of emotional soup splattered on her. They were bottomless; the more she took, the more they had. 

And it wasn’t only the married couple; the room was thick with emotion. The love between Celestia and Luna burned hot enough that they may as well be married. On top of that, each pair had obvious, if restrained, feelings for the other pair. 

Chrysalis twirled her tongue within Cadance’s love puddle. The tongue snaked around, lapping all the way to her womb’s door. Cadance’s gravy was profuse, like sucking liquefied honeydew melon from a flesh faucet. It pooled in Chrysalis maw as she gulped mouthfuls, an equal amount drooling down her neck. 

Chrysalis realized how inadequate her copy of Cadance had been. 

Chrysalis pressed harder to force Cadance’s sweet labia apart, her entire muzzle popping inside. It allowed more coils of her tongue inside, and plugged the hole so the secretions were trapped. Less escaped, and Chrysalis had even more liquid love to ingest. Cadance squealed like a drunken school girl as she rolled her hips in eager motions.

“You were right Shining,” Cadance groaned, “Chryssie’s technique runs circles around mine... it’s like a tongue blender in there. “ 

“Told ya she gave better head than you,” agreed Shining, his blush gradually dissipating. “I wish you could feel this too; this is like a pit of convulsing wet velvet.”

The compliments made Chrysalis flush more than she ever had. Such compliments while in her natural, buggy body felt more personal than when in somepony else’s skin. Chrysalis had assumed that her real anatomy, outside or inside, would frighten any stallion, but she had been so wrong.

Chrysalis’ own thicker, if less tasty, fluid cascaded down her thighs and Shining’s swinging balls as he pounded her. It left a soggy spot on the tablecloth beneath them. She matched his pelvic thrusts, rolling back with expert motions. She coiled her tail around his hips to feel his muscles flex with every movement. 

Shining plowed with more force than ever when Chrysalis was pretending to be Cadance. He leaned forward and wrapped his hooves around to massage where a pony’s breasts would be. When he found them missing, he stroked her whole body instead, exploring the unfamiliar form. 

Shining grabbed a mouthful of her mane, and hesitated, surprised that it was frill and not hair. He recovered and yanked, adding a pleasant sting of resistance to Chrysalis’ bobbing head. He pulled harder when Chrysalis groaned.

The rod throbbed within Chrysalis. She clenched her drowned interior securely around him, enjoying a pony cock against her natural anatomy. He trembled against her shivering body, not likely to last much longer. She wasn't slowing as her own thighs tightened, so close to creaming his mammal meat popsicle. 

Cadance was even closer. She arched her back, squealed like a banshee on crack, and unleashed a torrent of her satisfaction into Chrysalis’ muzzle. Chrysalis had to hold Cadance’s pink plot still as her legs spasmed, the entire love canal convulsing against her. 

Chrysalis opened wide, intent on guzzling the river of alicorn juice. She was drowning faster than she could swallow so had to pull back. As she popped out of the juice box, Cadance treated her to a face full. When it ceased, Chrysalis looked like she had made out with a fire hose. 

Chrysalis wanted nothing more than to be belly-deep in that delightful slit. She pulled Cadance back, ripping the table cloth as the princess’ hooves dragged backward. The mounting came as a shock to Cadance, who went wide eyed as Chrysalis’ slimy ovipositor snaked against her plot. Chrysalis pushed the tip against the entrance and slipped inside the still-convulsing meat trap. It wasn't a dick, but it felt just as good to use, so it’d do.

Chrysalis' prehensile pleasure appendage writhed inside Cadance before stiffening. She plowed Cadance in time with Shining’s movements. Her belly smacked Cadance’s behind, then her plot collided with Shining, creating a chorus of lewdness. Shining’s heavy scrotum smacked Cadance’s belly with each swing of his hips. Chrysalis hissed in pleasure, surrounded by the sticky walls she had nursed seconds earlier.

“Careful!” Cadance squeaked, showing concern beneath her shudders of lust, as if she expected Chrysalis to pump her full of eggs. 

"Oh you know I won’t hurt it," Chrysalis smirked, "Your occupant is the half-sibling of my occupants, after all."

Chrysalis hammered Cadance’s flanks until her ass cheeks reddened, snarling and foaming like a rabid dog. She slurped Cadance’s ear into her maw, nibbling and slobbering. Cadance leaned into the attention and moaned again.

Shining slid his front legs up across Chrysalis’ form again, before wrapping them around her neck. He pulled them tight without warning, choking her air as she’d encouraged him to do so many times as Cadance. That was the last she could take; her whole body shook as orgasm wrecked her body. 

She opened her maw in a lustful, if silent, scream. Her tunnel twisted around Shining, clenching like a wet plush vice, thick goo bubbling out around him. Her ovipositor fired off, a flood of her and Cadance’s fluid pouring out onto the table, a candy swirl of green and pink goo.

Shining fired off before Chrysalis was halfway through her own climax. His hot sperm painted her steaming insides, and he continuing to plow as she tried to contain herself. When he released her throat, she shrieked of delight.

Chrysalis didn’t understand how her pony research had missed this behavior, but she was delighted to have discovered it. 

Oh right… she had forgotten to watch the others.
> 4.25: Luna Tries A New Flavor
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Luna understood her sister’s embarrassment, and knew that despite her determination not to ‘judge’ Luna, Celestia preferred not to witness Luna’s illicit activities. Luna herself was glowing red from what she was doing, though it didn’t show well beneath her dark purple coat. Despite that, she knew that it’d do Celestia good to see the doubled fun she was having.

“I apologize sister,” Luna said with sincerity, “I assure you I was uninformed of Princess Cadance’s intentions prior to this session. I am inclined, however, to exploit this opportunity for a new experience.” She looked at the two changeling drones that Chrysalis had brought. “If you desire to approach the Princess of the Night with erotic intent, you have leave to do so, but do recognize that the regulation forbidding you from changing forms still holds.”

“No judgements,” Celestia sighed, the tone of one trying to convince themselves of what they say. She was looking forward, hooves neatly folded in front of her. Celestia didn’t watch yet, but Luna doubted she’d keep that up. Celestia had trouble keeping her eyes off Luna’s plot in the most dignified of situations. 

Both changelings approached Luna with great excitement, climbing over the table at her since that’s what everypony was doing. The first, the one that had looked so hopeful, was hyperventilating at the chance to get inside Luna.

The drones seemed high, which Luna assumed was from love fumes permeating the room. Luna let her own feelings run wild, giving them plenty more to keep them as intoxicated as possible. 

The first tugged Luna up onto the table with him, pushing his muzzle against hers. He frenched with such eagerness that it was a wonder he didn’t tie his tongue in a knot with Luna’s. Luna went wide-eyed as she realized how long and dexterous those forked tongues were, and slid her hooves over his body to feel the strange scaly chitin covering him. Others had described changelings as frightening creatures, but these two were nothing short of adorable as far as Luna was concerned.

The second fluttered his wings, moved behind her, and gave her plot a firm push to put her onto the table. He licked his lips as he tugged her tail upward, his eyes on the prize that was her tight rear entry. As the first seemed more than okay with Luna’s front side, both changelings sat up on their haunches to pin the large mare between them. Luna shivered at the pressure of their thick ridged shafts against her fur, slick with natural lubrication from within their sheaths.

“So uh, nice to meet you, I’m-“ The first started as they separated from the kiss, but Luna shushed him with a hoof. He wanted to converse during the act, but that was a privilege reserved for her sister.

“Please refrain from divulging your identity at this time.” Luna dominated even when pinned between two drones ready to pound her. “Sexual activity with an unknown party adds an element of licentious taboo, which I currently find desirable. You may reveal your designation after you have sated yourself with my body.” 

Luna glanced at Celestia and found her staring, saliva dripping from the corner of her muzzle. Celestia looked forward again when she realized Luna was observing her in return, gnawing her lower lip. Celestia’s hooves quivered on the table as if she would much rather them be underneath giving her drenched lower quarters a rub. Luna grasped the first drone closer, turning and raising one hind leg to make sure Celestia could see some juicy penetration.

The two excited drones lifted Luna’s bottom off the table as she raised her hind legs, sandwiching her between them. Their legs flexed as they pulled her up higher, nestling their tips against her openings. The first nestled himself between her lower lips, which salivated moon butter down his egg beater to blend with his natural lubrication. The second found Luna’s rump tight and dry, but wouldn’t need to worry since his pleasure plunger glistened with his own viscous grease. 

Luna held the first with her forelegs as her rear legs spread, then hugged the second with her wings, grasping both males as they yanked her downward. She relaxed, allowing them to push up into her, lips and pucker stretched wide over their lengths, sliding down and flicking against each ridge as it popped inside. Each pushed balls-deep into her, their balls pressing together as they both penetrated. Such unique breeders, so many ridges, such an incredible feeling.

Once they were inside, Luna clenched as hard as she could, and the males shivered against her in response. The second groaned as he was grasped so tightly that he had to strain to force his way in and out. His eyes rolled back, hissing as he thrusted upward. The first hissed as he worked at Luna’s front door, sultry slickness already drooling down his balls as they smacked against the second's with each thrust. Luna squealed in delight as she bounced on the dual spikes impaling her. Such shameless indulgence made her feel young again.

Luna rolled her hips instinctively, but didn’t have to move at all as the drones held her off the table. She slid one hoof down to feel the shape of both shafts as the two throbbing members bulged her belly. Luna kept her hind legs lifted, letting them buck her up and down, soaking up the pleasure of her newfound sexual freedom. 

Luna wanted Celestia to see her bliss so she would remember what this was like. Even Luna had remembered things she had forgotten, like how she and her sister had been so popular with stallions, particularly as a pair.

Celestia looked impressed when Luna glanced back. She was staring again, though with her muzzle closed this time. Her hooves were still on the table, but kept pulling downward before she moved them back with solid determination. It was like her logic parts and fun parts were arguing about what she should do with those hooves while she watched. The fun parts must have won the argument because she slipped them all the way beneath the table. The chair rocked as she rolled her hips and rubbed her under-used slit to the sight of her sister slutting it up with a pair of drones she had met minutes earlier.

All Luna needed to know about the nameless strangers was that they had amazing cocks. Their equipment gave such unique pleasure as they pistoned into her. Her flesh canal squeezed up and down the first as she milked him, her lips snapping audibly against his ridges with each pass. Luna’s pucker was even louder, and the juices blended as their balls smacked together. It kept her bowels slick and still provided sexy suction.

Luna kissed the one in front again in her excitement, enjoying a nice tongue battle with him before turning her head about and giving the second an equally deep kiss. Once done, they leaned around her and kissed one another, ramming their tongues down each other’s’ throat so forcefully that Luna could see their necks bulge. It was nice to see that they also shared a special sibling love. The drones even lit their horns, each massaging the others cum pouch as they continued to bounce together.

Luna’s whole form tingled, quivering more as her peak approached as she kicked her hind legs spastically on either side of the first changeling’s hips. Her tail squeezed the second one so hard that he gagged from lack of air. Both love tunnels erupted into a flurry of convulsions, clenching with rolling motions over her lovers’ plungers. Both drones squeaked and then pulled their heads away from each other as if they’d bitten one another’s tongue from sudden bliss.

Luna clung to them, lest the geysers of thick foreign seed throw her off the table. The greenish goo dyed her inner flesh before spraying out through the tight penetrations, combining with her own glee to spread a steaming mist around them. When the convulsions ceased, they clung to one another in blissful afterglow.

“Wow,” said the first, “A-also... my name is Thorax.”

“Doomie,” panted the second.

“Does this mean we’re friends now?” Thorax asked drunkenly.

“Perhaps,” smiled Luna weakly, “As long as your subsequent actions are also friendly in nature.” She added in a whisper,”If all goes well, you may invite more of your siblings to partake of me on your next visit.”
> 4.5: Celestia Attempts To Keep Things Diplomatic
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Celestia tried very hard not to watch, but it was a lost cause. It wasn’t just the sight of her sister’s hot sweaty body pinned between the monsters either, but also the view of Shining’s plot. The stallion’s balls swung hypnotically as they smacked the belly of Celestia’s arch-nemesis, or one of her nemeses at least; she had a few. She eventually gave in, slipping off her royal shoes and sliding both front hooves between her thighs.

Just rubbing one out wasn’t breaking her vow, right? Celestia and Luna had rubbed each other plenty since Luna’s return. She had a few second thoughts about her decision when she overheard the guards at the door whispering, making a 100 bit bet on whether Celestia would join or not. She was nearing her peak though, ready to pop, so she wasn’t going to stop.

Celestia’s blush reached new heights as Luna was getting sperm blasted into her from two directions. Celestia wanted to be disgusted at the lewd display of bestiality, but seeing them enjoy Luna, and each other, made them so cute and personable. They shared the same love for one another that she and Luna shared; maybe they weren’t so different.

Luna looked at Celestia and smiled. Celestia wasn’t sure why that embarrassed her; Luna had seen and helped Celestia masturbate before. Perhaps it was the look Luna gave, inviting her to join her debauchery.

“Newly benefited friends,” Luna announced as the drones were pulling their sticky sausages free from her, “It appears that my sister may also require assistance. Let us go inquire of her if we may be of service.”

Celestia swallowed as Luna slipped off the table and walked towards her. Thorax staggered across the table, an excited grin on his face and still-firm drum stick bouncing beneath him. Doomie appeared more worried, pushing ahead of Thorax as if he thought Thorax needed protection from Celestia. He might have been right.

“Sister,” Celestia made clear, “We have been over this; I have no intention of breaking my vow, definitely not with changelings.”

“My, my, sister,” Luna tsked, “Surely such racism is beneath us. We must strive to be an example of just behavior for our subjects.” Luna respected Celestia’s choice and directed her changeling friends, “My sister, the Princess of the Sun, has taken a vow and does not wish to be penetrated in either her vaginal or anal cavities. Therefore, her relaxation must be achieved without doing so.”

“Oh, um,” Thorax quirked an eye ridge and tilted his head, then hopped off of the table, slipping beneath it instead, “Don’t worry Miss Celestia; I’ll be really careful!” 

Damnit, why did the dirty little changeling have to be so adoracute? She hadn’t noticed them being this adorable before, but here they were.

“How about her mouth?” asked Doomie, to Luna instead of Celestia.

“My ‘oral cavity’ is also off limits to male anatomy,” Celestia growled, “And I... oh dear.”

Thorax, beneath the table, politely nuzzled at one of her front hooves, which had ceased their movements but still pressed against her pussy. He wrapped his tongue around it several times, slurping off the cream before nuzzling it out of the way. Celestia was so stunned at the sudden affection that she didn’t stop him as he slid his tongue against her soft wet slit.

Celestia took a deep breath, hooves quivering as she placed them on his head. She considered pushing him away, but he was respecting her ‘limits’, even refraining from pushing her labia apart with his tongue. Perhaps it’d be fine. She blushed and bit her lower lip as she looked over at Luna’s somewhat smug face, and let her new ‘friend’ help her relax.

“Maybe you could just lick me?” suggested Doomie.

“I advise you not place your erection within biting distance,” Celestia growled at him, though without the anger of her previous warnings.

Doomie blinked, but got the idea. Instead, he moved to Luna, moving behind her. He slurped at Luna’s best bits for a few moments before he pulled back, doubling himself over and pushing his erection into his own muzzle. He swished fluid around to re-lubricate himself with Luna’s sex slime, then slipped beneath the table, mounting Thorax.

Luna purred as her juice was extracted for Doomie’s own purposes, then slid up to Celestia and hugged her. Luna cuddled her streaming mane against Celestia’s and pulled the table cloth up so they both had a good view of the brotherly incest. Celestia had to admit that the little humping drones were adorable.

“Surely you know that I only want the best for the sister that I love,” Luna said as she briefly kissed Celestia’s cheek.

Celestia moved a wing around to hug Luna in return and leaned into the snuggle. Thorax and Doomie both moaned, drunk on the sudden burst of sisterly love.

“These princess bitches are tastier than most married couples,” Doomie whispered to Thorax, and Celestia couldn’t help but smile upon overhearing him.

Beneath the table, Thorax flagged his tail out of the way to let Doomie penetrate his rectum. Thorax’s muzzle pushed against Celestia’s with each thrust of his brother’s hips. Now both of them licked her, whirling their tongues around between her thighs like they were waxing a floor, exponentially increasing her pleasure. They avoided penetration well enough, but that didn’t keep them from taking turns pressing their muzzle against her princess pink and sucking out juice straight from the tap. 

Celestia took a deep breath, placing each of her front hooves on either’s head, snuggling Luna closer with her wing. The changelings nibbled at her clit, then each attached to one of her nipples, slurping and tweaking at them as their tongues slurped downward over her slit. Her release approached faster the more they played with her, the wet noise of their slurping accented with the smack of their hips as Doomie drilled Thorax.

“They have surprisingly broad girths and highly gratifying ridges upon their equipment,” Luna whispered to her, “Are you certain you do not wish to partake? A solitary word is all that would be required... is my sister certain she wishes to forgo such a delightfully carnal opportunity?”

Celestia wanted to say no, but she still didn’t want to break her vows with a changeling even if she broke them, so nodded weakly. It wasn’t just racist this time; it was more the idea of breaking her vow with a stranger. 

Celestia’s thoughts ceased as she arched and moaned. Her tunnel convulsed, drenching Thorax and Doomie’s faces with her thick juice. She grasped their heads more firmly, and then squeaked as she pulled Thorax too hard, her labia popping around his muzzle. Once inside, Thorax couldn’t help but take a nice long lick about her soggy flesh canal. Celestia shivered all the more, grasping his head in both her front hooves and violently thrusting against him several times to ride the rest of her solar flare.

Thorax’s tongue lapped all the way to Celestia’s cervix. Upon coming down from her high, she pushed both their heads away, nearly falling over backwards, and would have were Luna not pressed against her. Luna must have realized that Celestia just got her insides tasted, as she smirked wickedly, lapping at Celestia’s face. Luna was kind enough to not break her cover for the moment, but Celestia dreaded the teasing she’d get later.

Celestia couldn’t warn Thorax to not tell what he’d done, since she’d be admitting to the others what happened, so she hoped he wasn’t a bragger. She breathed deeply as she recovered from her high, still hearing the rapid smack of flesh down there.

Celestia slid down enough to see the action beneath the table since she loved a stallion that knew how to take a hard one from behind. The two changelings were going at it like rabbits, Doomie’s hips a blur, their heads thumping against the table as they squirmed. Doomie hugged Thorax’s hips, giving Thorax a gentlemanly reach around, via Thorax thrusting through one of the holes in his hooves. It was disturbing, but also kinky. Celestia hated herself for loving the view.

Thorax must have liked getting a fat one up the behind, because he came first, making another sticky puddle on the floor for the poor maids to clean up. His greenish changeling cream deflected on impact and splattered around them. Doomie followed, clenching his teeth, groaning, and blasting his own load up his brother’s rear. He rolled his eyes back as spunk drooled down his balls and thighs.

Celestia took a deep breath and looked up again. She placed her drenched front hooves upon the table again, drying them off with napkins before slipping her front shoes on. She couldn’t help but chuckle when she overheard the guards who made the bet arguing if Celestia getting licked constituted breaking her vow.
> 4.75: Cadence Supports The Brothel Industry
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Though Luna had gone to torment Celestia with Chrysalis’ entourage, Cadance still had a meeting to finish. 

Cadance hoped Celestia wouldn’t break her vow right now, as she wanted her own husband to be the one to do so. Or maybe Chrysalis… that would be unreasonably hot.

Chrysalis pulled away, sliding free with a lewd slurp, shivering one more time as she slid back into her seat. She took a deep breath as Shining and Cadance awkwardly slipped back into their places at the table.

“There, now wasn’t that fun?” Cadance chuckled at Chrysalis, who was breathing heavily and staring at Cadance with a mix of emotional drunkenness and discomfort. “Why should we fight when we get along so well together? Besides, you’re pregnant with my husband’s foal; it’d be inappropriate for you not to wed us.”

Chrysalis opened her mouth to speak, then froze again at the mention of marriage. Cadance gave her time to process that.

“Are you seriously proposing marriage?” Chrysalis quirked an eye ridge.

“We are dead serious, Chryssie,” chuckled Shining Armor.

“And as for your subjects, or children, needing to feed,” said Cadance, “I’m betting a chain of changeling brothels would make tons of bits while giving them all the love they need. There’s a lot of demand for prostitutes that isn’t met by those few lucky enough to have such a cutie mark, so it’d be easy to expand the industry.”

Chrysalis stared open-muzzled again.

“Our brothels are nationalized, after all,” Cadance added, “And the head matron overseeing them is nearing retirement... you see where I am going with this? I’m offering you a government position!”

“That... could work,” admitted Chrysalis, “I... wow. I could have just asked all this time... don’t expect me to apologize though, miserable cretins, and I’m not fond of the idea of forgoing my well-deserved revenge.”

“Marriage is the best kind of revenge,” Shining snorted.

“Under a few conditions,” Chrysalis smirked in return, “First, don’t even think about referring to me as ‘reformed’. Frightening you until you offer me a desperate agreement is not the same as ‘reforming’.“ 

“Fair enough,” chuckled Cadance; she’d let Chrysalis rationalize it how she needed. “You didn’t reform, you ‘won’.”

“Second,” Chrysalis continued, smiling, her villain-boner sated at Cadance’s agreement to the first term, “Your brothels shall be disassociated from your government and made a private entity governed exclusively by myself.”

“Well,” smiled Cadance with reservation, “I don’t want to do something that would exclude ponies with prostitution marks from practicing their talent.” 

Chrysalis rolled her eyes, “Not only will I not exclude pony whores; I’m certain I can devise potions that will allow them to keep up with my children, though I make no promises on unnatural shifting being painless.”

“Very well,” Cadance conceded. “We’ll draw up an agreement that will give you sole ownership, and profits, from the industry, so long as you pay taxes and abide by some carefully drawn out rules. However, I also worry about our ponies who have been replaced by changelings, as I’ve no doubt there are many.”

"Don't be silly, there are no such spies," Chrysalis both smirked and glared. "But if there were, they would be revealed once we were certain of your intentions. In the meantime, our captives would not be harmed in the slightest."

"Very well," Cadance didn't like the delay, but saw no other way. In Chrysalis’ place, Cadance wouldn't give up the names of her spies either.

“Is getting hitched a required part of the agreement, ‘Candy’?” smirked Chrysalis, seeming more relaxed, a victorious grin on her face.

“It is indeed,” Cadance grinned. Though she supposed they’d have to push back the date to make new preparations. With any luck, the date would be pushed back for similar reasons a few more times.

“Well then, just so you know,” Chrysalis added, “My offspring with males of any species are always pure-blooded changelings, so I won’t be hatching disgusting pony-lings. If having changeling children bothers you,” she glanced at Celestia, “Then I can tell you where to stick it. And it won’t be in me.”

“I’m sure they’ll be adorable all the same,” Cadance said. “In truth, that’s a relief; I was worried at what horrifying things might result from… not that I think… well you know.”

“I hate you,” Chrysalis sighed, though Cadance suspected that it was only for how much the two agreed. 

“Offspring with a male?” asked Shining, “Are you implying that you could create offspring with a female too?”

“Well she rammed me with something,” grinned Cadance.

“Well, well, it seems I’ll need to do some educating, doesn’t it?” Chrysalis’ grin couldn’t have been any bigger. “I don’t have stallion parts, but I can implant a female with eggs. It’s not necessary, but it makes them healthier, and since genetic material is extracted from the host, it effectively makes them the children of all three creatures involved, me, the father, and the one I implant into.”

“Huh…” Cadance was speechless; that gave them interesting options. She looked over at Luna, who she saw snuggling up with Celestia, then back to Chrysalis, “I’ll let our other fiancée know the good news when she’s finished.”

“Other?” Chrysalis arched her other eyebrow, “Is that Celestia or Luna?”

“Luna,” smirked Cadance.

“Good,” smiled Chrysalis, “I was just thinking how she’s villainously sexy. I look forward to partaking that fruit.”

“And I’m sure she’ll be all for it,” smiled Cadance.

“You’re all insane,” said Chrysalis.
> 5.0 Chrysalis Subverts Canterlot's Defenses for a Prank
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Chrysalis was back in Canterlot castle. It felt wrong to enter as an invited guest, yet here she was. Chrysalis even had an armed escort to ‘ensure her safety’, though the actual reason was no doubt to ensure everypony else’s. She might be the fiancée of some of the highest-ranking ponies in Equestria, but they still feared her. It was heart-warming to know.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” asked one of her escorts, Stainless Iron, “Where are we going, Princess?”

Chrysalis cringed, “Queen. And we’re going to ‘Princess’ Luna’s bedroom.”

“Well, with due respect,” said a second guard, a mare named Silver Lance. “In Equestria you must be married before you are called Qu-“ She cut herself short when Chrysalis glared.

“Look, underling,” Chrysalis said, “Do not call me by the same title as THEM. You can call me ANYTHING else.”

“Of course, um… Chryssie?” Silver stammered.

“Eh, I’ll take it,” grunted Chrysalis.

No matter. They arrived at Luna’s door.

“Stay here,” Chrysalis ordered, “Time to pay Moon Butt a visit.”

“Uh, well,” said Stainless, “Princess Luna is asleep at this hour.”

“Why do you think I chose now to sneak into her bedroom?” asked Chrysalis. “Unlock the door like a good minion. Now.”

Silver reached to knock on the door, but Chrysalis grasped her hoof with her magic to stop her.

“I did not say knock, I said unlock,” Chrysalis reiterated. 

“Pri- Chrysalis,” Stainless said, “Please understand that we can’t let you go into her room alone with her unawares and defenseless.” 

“Fine!” Chrysalis growled, “I’ll cast an invisibility spell on you. Then you come in with me, but be QUIET. Deal?”

“I can’t without knocking, I’m sorry,” Silver said, wilting as if she expected Chrysalis to strike her.

“Fine, show me your mane,” Chrysalis demanded.

“My what?” Silver asked at the seemingly random request.

“Show. Me. Your. Mane,” Chrysalis repeated, “Are all pony soldiers this bad at following orders? If you were one of mine, I’d have you… well I’d just give you a motherly scolding, but that’s not the point. Do as I say.”

Silver looked confused, but saw no problem with it, so took off her helmet and whipped her mane to rid herself of her helmet-mane hairstyle.

“Thank you,” Chrysalis smirked. Her mane was nice, but that wasn’t what she wanted.

Chrysalis couldn’t take a guard’s enchanted helmet off herself, but now it was off by Silver’s hoof. Chrysalis grabbed it in her magic and placed it upon her own head. Sure enough, the bypass enchantment on the helmet granted partial immunity to the magical defenses of the castle.

The guards had time to take defensive stances before Chrysalis struck, but that was it. Her horn glowed, casting an area-of-effect paralysis spell. The two guards she could see fell over in an amusing, noodle-like fashion, as did the four invisible guards that had been following her in secret. Ponies were so predictable.

Chrysalis hummed to herself as she tugged the visible guards to the edge of the hallway where they wouldn’t trip anyone and give away their presence. She took the key from Silver before casting an invisibility spell on the two.

She strolled up the hall to find any other invisible guards that had become tripping hazards. Once she pushed them aside, she unlocked the door and trotted inside.

It was a nice stroke of ego to outwit Equestria’s best-laid defenses, even if only for the sake of a prank-fuck. Once inside, she shifted into Celestia’s form, though with something nestled between her thighs that Celestia didn’t have. She tugged the helmet off to set it beside the door after closing it.

Luna lay upon her back in bed, unreasonably adorable in her little Moon night cap and pajamas. Chrysalis didn’t know why a nudist species wore pajamas to sleep; it was another one of many reasons that ponies made no sense. 

Other than that, Luna looked creepy. Despite being asleep, her eyes were wide and glowing, her horn was lit up, and her muzzle was moving as if on automatic chant while she hopped from one dream to another. Tendrils of energy shimmered from her horn and waved about, connected to who-knows-what.

Chrysalis slid the cover from Luna, licking her lips as she looked over Luna’s form. She was lithe, but not skinny like a regular unicorn. The earth pony component of Luna’s species ensured that she sported a toned, muscular build. Chrysalis crawled into bed next to her and slid a hoof down her side, feeling the way from her athletic chest to her firm, but plump, behind. Her body was every bit as perfect as Celestia’s, which Chrysalis regretted not molesting when she had the opportunity during her first invasion. Molesting Luna as Celestia would more than make up for the tragic loss of fun.

Luna moved a hoof and placed it against Chrysalis’ muzzle as if to say, ‘One moment while I finish this’. Chrysalis waited with patience, aside from licking the hoof and twirling her tongue around it. She watched as the magical strands from Luna’s horn flicked out one at a time and wondered how many dreams the night walker was in simultaneously. That was some mind; it was going to make Chrysalis so wet if she could manage to outwit it.

Chrysalis wasn’t sure how well she could pull off Celestia in this environment. She knew how they treated each other in public, but how did they act when alone together? Ponies had weird hang-ups about incest, so she wasn’t sure how reluctant to be; she’d have to wing it.

“Sister,” Luna said a few minutes later, keeping her hoof against Chrysalis’ muzzle, “It is unlike you to come to my chambers at such a time.”

“I’m… more repressed than usual today,” Chrysalis smirked, trying to mimic Celestia’s best troll face, “And I was considering… your advice.” A shot in the dark, but given their interactions at the diplomatic summit, Chrysalis figured that Luna had given Celestia ‘good advice’ related to the events.

“And what advice is that, dear sister?” Luna smiled and kept her hoof where Chrysalis could continue to lap at it.

Damn. Ponies typically drew their own conclusions after such a statement, but Luna was brighter than the average idiot. She’d know that Chrysalis was about, and Chrysalis could sense her caution. Chrysalis needed to use something possible, but that wouldn’t be an obvious thing for Chrysalis to know. She’d have to chance a more exact guess.

“Regarding Twilight,” Celestia smiled. “And the… changes.”

“Ah, certainly. Our plan to ascend her to alicorn-hood,” Luna nodded, pulling her hoof back, and looking disappointed. Her tone relaxed, “I assumed you were Chrysalis. At any rate, I still believe the danger of damaging the space-time continuum with Starswirl’s spell is minimal. Additionally, though I had my doubts, I am now as confident as you that her soul will survive the destruction of her body so that it may be placed in an upgraded form.”

Wait, what?

“You could have just said you were onto me,” Chrysalis huffed, “You didn’t have to spout nonsense.”

“You are… not my sister?” Luna blinked, the official tone returning as she grew nervous again. “I mean… obviously you are not my dear sibling! I was entirely aware that you were, in actuality, my benefited friend, arch-nemesis, and fiancée.”

“Wait, you were serious?” Chrysalis stared.

“Of course not!” proclaimed Luna, though she couldn’t have sounded more suspicious if she tried, “I was engaged in absurdity, as you have surmised.”

Chrysalis narrowed her eyes and Luna stared back. Luna was visibly sweating.

“May I assume that your armed escort has been neither harmed nor replaced?” Luna changed the subject, but it was a valid question.

“Neither,” chuckled Chrysalis, “They’re fine, if stressed out. They’re paralyzed out in the hallway, likely terrified of what vile things I’m doing to you.”

“Might you divulge how you successfully cast such a spell and altered your form while within the bounds of our security?” Luna’s tone grew serious. 

They’d put a great deal of effort into changeling defenses after Chrysalis’ initial invasion. They even had a changeling detection system… which didn’t work, having been ‘designed’ by one of Chrysalis’ changeling spies.

“Your barriers are nothing to the Queen of the Hive,” Chrysalis lied, “But don’t worry, I don’t intend to assassinate you. Though… I fully intend to stab you.”

“Do you now?” Luna observed.

Luna moved her hoof from Chrysalis’ muzzle and slid to her thighs. She slid it against the thickening sheath and plump balls that resided there.

“Such an action would have exposed your trickery regardless,” Luna smiled as she continued to stroke the stallionhood as it escaped its home. “Our incestuous activities do not involve penetration, as my sister worries that such actions will tempt her into locating a biologically male partner.”

“So? You’re a dream walker,” Chrysalis pointed out, “She won’t even let you fuck her there?”

“She does not make exceptions,” said Luna, somewhat warningly, as if anticipating Chrysalis would try to get into her sister, which, to be fair, Chrysalis definitely would. Luna’s expression softened shortly afterward, waxing thoughtful as if beginning to formulate a plan somewhere back there.

“She’s adorable when she tries to be all proper,” chuckled Chrysalis.

“My sister is adorable at all times,” said Luna, petting Chrysalis’ semi-erect shaft now as if it were a cat.

“I’m surprised you even like me,” Chrysalis pointed out, “I kicked your sister’s plot, and thoroughly enjoyed doing so. Like REALLY enjoyed. Like, ‘it made me moist’ enjoyment.”

“You are fortunate that I slumbered as you did,” Luna peered at her, tensing and ceasing her petting, “I find it unlikely that you could have bested me.”

“Is that so?” Chrysalis’ eyes narrowed, “Care to test that theory?”

“I would, and will, though we should not do battle in my bedroom, and not while either of us are with foal,” Luna pointed out, narrowing her own eyes further. “Perhaps we could come to a momentary compromise by engaging in unusually savage sexual activity.”

Chrysalis chuckled, “I’m surprised you want to at all, you seem peeved.”

“I am quite upset,” Luna admitted, “However, I have been informed that so-called ‘hate fucking’ can assist with strife in a relationship.”

“Informed?” Chrysalis quirked an eye ridge, “Did you hire somepony to advise you on sex? That is so very… pony of you.”

“I have appointed no such position!” Luna’s voice showed increasing annoyance, but admitted, “I have, however, received advice.”

“Oh?” Chrysalis grinned, “From Sun-butt? Love-butt? Me without realizing it? That does sound like my advice.”

“Perhaps,” Luna shifted her eyes, “Though this advice came from the prostitutes at one of the local spas.”

“You mean one of MY local spas,” Chrysalis was sincerely proud, “My whores are all being trained to give excellent advice.” 

“I admit the agreement between you and our mutual lover has worked better than anticipated,” said Luna.

Chrysalis’ Celestia-hood was pulsating and leaking, teased too much by Luna’s velvety hoof. She grinned, slid up atop Luna, and pushed the alicorn more firmly onto her back and pried apart Luna’s hind legs with her own.

“Enough chat,” grinned Chrysalis, “I’m gonna wreck your purple pony pussy like Celestia wrecking a chocolate cake.”

Luna’s reaction was so fast that, for a moment, Chrysalis thought she had teleported to switch places. Luna’s magics grabbed Chrysalis by one hind leg and flipped over onto the bed next to her. The Moon Princess was atop her in the same fashion as she had been an instant later, with a thickening sheath of her own swelling beneath her cutesy PJs.

“Let us take care not to forget who remains the dominant party in our relationship,” Luna grinned and slid the front of her pajama bottom down to allow her sheath and heavy flesh orbs to settle upon Chrysalis. Chrysalis couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight. 

And dominant she was. The magical force holding Chrysalis was somewhat more powerful than what she’d had to deal with from Celestia, and this was Luna being amorous. Rather than being intimidated, Chrysalis moaned at the sexy display of power. She hadn’t been properly dominated in… well she had never been properly dominated by anyone that knew who she was. This could be interesting.

It helped that Luna was gushing delicious emotion atop that. Chrysalis was sure it was more aimed at the form she had taken than Chrysalis herself, but it was delicious all the same. Luna seemed to sense Chrysalis’ unexpected enjoyment and her smile widened.

Luna’s horn glowed, picking up the guard’s helmet that Chrysalis had left next to the door, and slid it over Chrysalis’ head. It appeared that Luna realized how Chrysalis did this more than she initially let on. Regardless, having the helmet on gave her security bypass again, and Chrysalis shifted her form to become a fully-mare Celestia, and fully-virgin as a bonus. Luna slipped the helmet off her again and tossed it aside.

As a bonus, bypassing the spell twice gave Chrysalis a better idea of the arcane frequency being used. She’d be able to override it on her own with a few minutes of concentration, but that could wait until later when another prankish opportunity arose.

Luna didn’t stop there. She opened the room door, horn glowing more as she nullified the spells on the guards outside. They rushed inside, pausing upon seeing them.

“Cease forcing yourself on the Princess at once!” Stainless demanded like a proper white knight. Such a silly pony, though at least he wasn’t dense enough to think it was really Celestia.

“Oh yes,” said Chrysalis snidely, “I brutally forced her to pin me down and whip out her magi-dick. Truly, my wickedness knows no bounds.”

Stainless blushed and sheathed his weapon, though his OTHER weapon was unsheathing whether he wanted it to or not.

“I assure you that our activities are entirely consensual,” Luna smiled, then looked grim as she picked up the helmet and placed it back upon Silver’s head. “I shall forgive your gullibility. ONCE. Do you fully understand your situation, soldier?”

“Y-yes Princess,” Silver was stiff and wide-eyed as she readjusted her helmet, then bowed low. “Many pardons.”

As for Chrysalis, she found it amusing that they took Luna so seriously in their current position. Luna still had on her Moon-patterned pajamas, with her hardening shaft heavy against Chrysalis’ soft white belly.

“That is fortunate,” Luna smiled again, “As for a more pleasant subject, I desire an audience to my imminent wife’s submission. You are all free to engage in lewd activities with yourselves or one another as you spectate.”

“Four stallions and two mares,” Chrysalis observed, “Not a bad ratio, particularly if two of the stallions like it up the bum.” 

“That is not for you to concern yourself with,” Luna turned back to glare at Chrysalis, though the stern aggression on her face was betrayed by the affection Chrysalis felt beneath. “The only concern you must burden yourself with is submission to the will of your Princess.”

Luna opened the drawer next to the bed, pulling a set of socks with little suns all over them. Chrysalis smiled at the fact that Luna kept socks for Celestia in her bedroom. She splayed her legs so that each one could be fitted with a knee-high wrapping, waggling her hooves playfully as Luna slipped them on.

Chrysalis loved where this was going, as she loved the thick stallion-hood throbbing against her belly. She squeaked out a moan as Luna pulled it downward, spreading out her hind legs to accommodate. She moved to wrap her forelegs around Luna’s neck, only to have Luna opt to pin them against the bed. Chrysalis was certain that this was something Luna had wanted to do to her sister for some time.

Luna moaned when she pushed her tip snug against the virgin slit Chrysalis had created for her, the hymen stretching snugly against her tip. Chrysalis braced herself, knowing Luna wouldn’t ease in gently. Chrysalis clenched her teeth and stared up at her with hungry eyes, inviting her.

Luna waited for a few long moments, and Chrysalis knew what she was waiting for, because it was just what Chrysalis would be waiting for. Chrysalis relaxed her body, and sure enough Luna chose that off-guard moment to ram forward. Chrysalis arched her back and cried out blissfully as the virgin soil of her current form wrapped around the thick member like tight, wet, silk, popping around it and convulsing. Luna must have remembered her sister’s anatomy, because her magi-dick was the perfect length to tap Chrysalis’ cervix as their wet bellies smacked together.

Chrysalis hadn’t yet recovered from that first thrust when Luna unleashed a flurry of them. She grasped Chrysalis’ behind, rubbing at her cutie marks and pulling her rear end off the bed into a pile-driver position where she rammed home repeatedly. Chrysalis could do nothing but swoon and squeal as Luna dominated her.

“Do you like that, sister?” Luna growled, getting into the roleplay of it and losing her official tone, “It’s been far too long since you turned up your bottom for me, hasn’t it?”

The bed began to creek in time with the lewd slurp of penetration and the smack of wet balls against Chrysalis’ moist behind. The impacts pushed her back into the bed until her horn smacked the headboard with each thrust. The horn impacts should have been painful, but with the amount of hormones flooding her blood stream, Chrysalis could have been beaten about the head with a hammer and not felt it.

Luna rammed harder as she leaned forward, lapping at Chrysalis’ face to taste her tears of bliss. She wore a proud express, enjoying the ego-boost almost as much as Chrysalis’ convulsing passage. 

Chrysalis lost track of time, drunk with desire. She was so drenched that each impact of Luna’s body against her own sent a splash of cunt honey violently enough that their audience got a spray. In the corner of her eye, Chrysalis saw Silver opening her muzzle to catch the fluids even as Stainless mounted her.

Luna’s eyes blazed fiercely, her grin dripping with lust. While she knew it was Chrysalis, those squeals and moans were still in Celestia’s voice, and it was driving her mad with need. Chrysalis climaxed around her, or maybe just climaxed harder than she had been; it was hard for Chrysalis to tell if she was cumming or going. Everything in Luna’s room got a shower of the Sun juice supernova.

It drove Luna over the edge hard, her squeal sounding less like a regal princess and more like Pinkie after overdosing more than usual on sugar. Chrysalis’ belly swelled, though most backwashed out of her, a geyser of magical spunk flowing down Luna’s thighs and leaving a puddle beneath them. Luna tugged her pajama bottom off, drenched fabric clinging to her dark flesh.

“Wow that was-“Chrysalis started, but was cut off as Luna yanked free of her primary fun hole and rammed into her secondary, “Oh fuck you’re not stopping!”

Indeed, she wasn’t. The mixture of lunar cream and celestial tea was enough lubrication to drill into Chrysalis’ perfect pristine pony posterior. Chrysalis spasmed, kicking her legs, her socks now sticky with sweat and love juice. She could barely control her own movements.

Her children had never pounded any of her holes like this; none of them had the nerve. Had anypony asked her if she was submissive before now she would have laughed, but now she couldn’t believe how much she adored it. This wasn’t just rough sex, Luna was USING her, reducing her to a fuck toy; it was so very delicious.

Luna leaned closer, doubling over and pushing her muzzle against Chrysalis’ slit with near changeling-like flexibility. It was still bubbling fluid from Chrysalis’ prolonged orgasm. She fished her tongue within, suckling a mixture of her own and Chrysalis’ juices fresh from the tap. She moaned, sending vibrations screaming through Chrysalis’ body, then packed another blast of arcane cum deep into Chrysalis’ bowels. Chrysalis’ belly swelled more, able to accommodate more without overflowing, not limited by an occupied womb being in the way. 

Not limited by her physical form, Luna kept spraying like a fire hose into Chrysalis, sating her burning desire to be used. She didn’t stop until Chrysalis coughed up a mouthful of spunk that had drilled right through her. With anypony else, that’d been a sign of serious injury, but Chrysalis could morph a nice clean passage through herself. Luna leaned up and kissed her, lapping her own cum from Chrysalis’ muzzle. 

A moment later the bed gave from the abuse, cracking at the headboard and collapsing onto the floor. Luna yanked free, only to splatter Chrysalis’ front side with another layer of spunk.

“That was… so deliciously bizarre,” Chrysalis coughed up another muzzle full of spunk as Luna pulled her lips away.

“You may be Queen in your hive,” smirked Luna, “But in this relationship, you are MINE. Don’t forget that again, Chryssie.”

“Oh, I’ll forget it. Repeatedly,” Chrysalis swallowed the white that once again pooled in her maw. “I look forward to you being forced to remind me of my place… just don’t expect me to submit in non-kinky situations.”

“I assure you that my dominating intentions are entirely kink-related,” Luna licked Chrysalis’ nose.

They both turned to their audience, panting as they looked them over. A third stallion had mounted Stainless, who was in turn mounting Silver. The others weren’t so bold and had sated themselves manually. Either way, they had had a blast, whether on themselves or in one another.

“Are you on foal control, Silver Lance?” Luna offered, “If not, I shall scoop out Stainless’ affection before it takes root.”

“Uh no, I’m not,” Silver blushed, “But please don’t do that, your Majesty.” Stainless grinned and nodded from atop her. Apparently, they’d come to an understanding; how sweet.

Luna chuckled, then returned to her regal tone with her minions, “Fetch me a new bed and clean garments. Then guide this trespasser to my sister so that she may confess her vile crimes and be subject to any punishment that my sister desires.”

“So I’m a present for Celestia?” Chrysalis smirked, “That’s bound to be boring, unless she decides to give me a revenge beating.” Which she might be up for in her current mood.

“I know my sister very well,” Luna’s grin became wicked, “I believe her reaction to being confronted with a well-sexed duplicate of herself will surprise you.”

“Oh really?” Chrysalis grinned in return. 

Well Chrysalis’ evil plan hadn’t worked out as expected, so maybe she could have fun with Luna’s evil plan instead.
> 5.4 Celestia Takes Her Own Advice
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

”Oh my Me this is insufferable” Celestia thought. She walked the last appointment of the day from the conference room to the throne room.

“And then I said ‘Touring, more like boring!’” the delegate spouted, followed by laughter as if she thought she was the most hilarious thing ever.

“Oh, you are such a card,” Celestia smiled at her, chuckling in return.

”If I have to listen to this for a minute longer I will rip off my horn and use it to gouge out my ears.” Celestia’s safe inner voice added.

They arrived at the throne room; time to lead this uptight nuisance to the door and enjoy an evening of normalcy…. Wait.

As Celestia opened the door from the hallway into the throne room, she stopped short and stared. There before the throne, was… well it was her. On a leash held by Silver Lance, one of the royal guards assigned to escort Chrysalis.

The other Celestia was more wide-eyed, and blushing from head to hoof. Perhaps it was due to the white fluid drooling down her thighs all the way to the floor. Goodness she was… well-used. Because that wasn’t enough, she gagged, then licked the stringy sperm that drooled from her muzzle as a result. 

Silver was drooling sperm down her thighs as well. No doubt Celestia’s dear sister had struck again.

“I… should go,” the delegate breathed, a look of bewilderment on her face as she hurried to the exit. Celestia smiled with a moment of a somewhat troll-ish glee.

“I assume there is a good reason my sister has sent me… this?” Celestia asked the guard. She didn’t have to ask what was happening. This little stunt fit Luna’s recent behavior to a T, though it was surprising that Chrysalis had agreed to such a humiliating position.

“F-forgive me, Princess,” Silver stammered. “This um… “ She thought hard as if trying to remember how she was told to word this. “Princess Luna wished to bring your attention to the fact that ‘Chryssie’ subverted the palace defenses and snuck into her chambers with vile intent to disturb her peace and… resulted in the destruction of some of her property… most notably her bed. She instructed that Chryssie be brought before you for… further punishment, as you will.”

“If I remember correctly,” Chrysalis remarked, unable to keep her muzzle shut even in the humiliating position, “I told you to go fuck yourself when I was sealing you in a pod. Now’s your chance!”

“It seems that my sister has punished her already,” Celestia stared, ignoring Chrysalis’ antagonizing comment. 

“She had pent-up fantasies about you that I assisted with,” smirked Chrysalis. That was harder to ignore.

“Um, Princes- I mean Chryssie,” Silver whispered to her, “You were instructed to be silent.”

“And you were instructed not to let me into Luna’s bedroom,” Chrysalis replied, “How about that.”

Celestia took a deep breath, unable to take her eyes off Chrysalis. Her heart thumped so hard that the beat rang in her ears. She pushed her hind legs together in a futile attempt to stifle the warmth there. There was an image in her head of what had happened, because Celestia knew what it looked like. She vaguely remembered what it felt like, stretching out her insides so wonderfully.

Celestia’s blush intensified, and Chrysalis’ blush lightened at the realization. She couldn’t hide her horniness from a changeling; Chrysalis knew what was cooking behind Celestia’s tail.

Celestia took another deep breath, and walked to her throne, tail tucked downward to hide her moist shame. She moved to her throne, and had a seat to stifle herself, but the plush velvet cushion did her no favors.

Chrysalis didn’t turn to face Celestia as she moved, instead looking at Celestia over her shoulder and flagging her tail upwards. Celestia stared at a perfect replica of her own plot with her sister’s seed coating everything from the shapely rump cheeks to her hooves. Even the socks, Celestia’s socks, were matted with a thick layer of spunk. Her slit and tail hole gaped with leftovers. Celestia remembered that, how amazing it was to be so full, to feel her sister’s warm, incestuous love drooling down her-

No! She must not think of that! 

Chrysalis was onto her though. The changeling narrowed her eyes and waggled her posterior in Celestia’s direction.

“Princess?” asked Silver, “How would you like her to be punished? Or should I remove her from your presence?”

“Your ‘orders’, Princess?” Chrysalis’ voice was Celestia’s, but smooth as silk in its seduction. How did the changeling do it so perfectly? Right down to Celestia’s best ‘fuck me face’. Celestia hadn’t spoken with that tone or looked at anypony like that for centuries. 

”Fucking succubus,”

“I know it’s there, Princess,” Chrysalis continued, “That churning between your thighs… I can see you twitching your hips, rubbing that beautiful slit on your cushion. Even if I couldn’t, I can smell your eagerness even with my nostrils burning from sneezing your sister’s seed.”

Celestia clenched her teeth and realized she was, in fact, rolling her hips against her seat cushion. It took several long seconds of effort to stop the movement. 

“Cat got your tongue?” Chrysalis wouldn’t shut up, “Because if it ever lets it go, I know somewhere to put it. You ever suckled Luna’s seed from your own well-fucked hole? You seem flexible…”

“Can you stop being a slut for ten seconds so I can think!” Celestia blurted out. “For Faust’s sake, you put Cadance to shame with your lewdness!” She blushed all the more when she regained control of her muzzle.

“No, I can’t,” smirked Chrysalis, “I’m sort of programmed this way, being a monstrous fuck-bug and all.”

Celestia stared as Chrysalis advanced toward her, walking backward, not stopping until she draped her tail over Celestia’s head. Celestia wanted to push her away, but instead took a deep breath of Luna’s cream. She watched another strand of spunk drool from the well-used tail hole and over her gaping pussy. She saw clear inside Chrysalis’ vagina, and watched as fluid drooled from the top and down the walls to puddle at the base of her love canal.

“Just a taste, for old times’ sake,” Chrysalis purred. “A lick won’t break your precious vow, now will it?”

Chrysalis’ voice was like a silk scarf sliding between Celestia’s ears and flossing away her inhibitions. Celestia knew Chrysalis was using changeling mind magic on her. The funny thing was is that blocking this level of influence would be easy, but instead, Celestia lowered her defenses further. She wanted this, but she also wanted somepony to blame for it. 

“Should I restrain her, your majesty?” Bronze Javelin, the guard to the right of Celestia’s throne offered. 

“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Chrysalis chuckled, giving his swollen shaft a poke with her magic so it bobbed. 

“Yes,” Bronze admitted.

Celestia’s mind numbed as Chrysalis leaned back enough for her slit to touch Celestia’s lips. Celestia didn’t pull back. Instead she slid he hooves up Chrysalis’ flanks, grasping her tightly as she pushed her muzzle against Chrysalis’  love deposit box. She lapped, pulling back a tongue-full of both Luna’s seed and her own secretions. It really was a perfect copy; how did Chrysalis even get the taste of her honey so exact?

“That’s it,” Chrysalis cooed, “Stuff your face. Just pretend it’s chocolate cake.” 

It wasn’t just her voice now. Chrysalis was in her head, supercharging the hormone centers of her brain, addling her mind. Celestia never remembered being this aroused before. It… was painful, an agony she needed to sate. She approached the point of no return, the point where resisting Chrysalis’ control would no longer be an option… and pushed herself past it eagerly.

Celestia moaned, sending sweet vibrations through Chrysalis as she lapped in time with the roll of Chrysalis’ hips. She stroked her hooves over the shapely plot, sliding beneath her to rub against her soft, spongey breasts with one hoof as her other slid downward between her own thighs. The more she rubbed around her lust-slickened pleasure port, the less she cared where she was.

Celestia cupped her muzzle against Chrysalis and sucked hard, a mouthful of savory love juice filling her muzzle, guzzling like an alcoholic from a cider tap. She moved her muzzle upward, pushing her lips to the changeling’s tail hole. The body that Chrysalis had formed was pristine in every way, as if her ass had only been used for sex, and she nursed there for several long seconds.

She pushed her muzzle against Chrysalis’ hole again. She pressed until the wet lips popped around her muzzle, pushing in eye-deep to lap deeper still. She tasted every flexing muscle within as Chrysalis’ moans echoed through the public throne room.

Chrysalis’ insides twitched, her body shivering as much as Celestia’s as she approached a climax. Celestia dug in, rubbing into both of her breasts, tweaking at the nipples and eating her out more enthusiastically than she had anyone for as long as she could remember. When the hole convulsed in orgasmic bliss, Chrysalis howled. Celestia sputtered as she attempted to down the flood of juice, but it bubbled over faster than Celestia could drink it, drooling across her cheeks. It dripped onto Celestia’s belly and felt warm against her slit.

Hearing the screams, more guards rushed in as the main throne room door flung open. They skidded to a halt and stared, as did many ponies, both palace staff and visitors. The foyer outside the main throne room was full.

Celestia didn’t care who saw her. She was beyond caring, though not beyond blushing; that instinct still held on by a thread.

She whimpered as Chrysalis pulled her behind away from her, the changeling-Celestia turning to face her. Chrysalis leaned forward, smiling at Celestia’s unfocused gaze. 

“Did I ever tell you, Celestia,” Chrysalis licked her lips, then leaned forward and lapped at Celestia’s, “How fuckable I think you are? From the first time I saw you sprawled out on the floor after I kicked your royal plot, I knew I wanted to pound your punnai pavement.” She lowered her voice to a whisper, “Such a pity I got blown away before I had time to blow you away.”

“You are wicked,” said Celestia, approvingly rather than scolding.

“Oh yes I am,” Chrysalis’ grin reached fiendish levels, locking eyes with Celestia, the hypnotic glare piercing her soul. 

The truly wicked one here was Luna, Celestia was certain of that. She had known what she was doing by sending a well-fucked replica of Celestia to her throne room. No amount of watching Luna do lewd things to guards and changelings would have reminded Celestia more of how much she missed a proper fucking.

Chrysalis’ form shimmered, making Celestia jump. It seemed that Chrysalis had fiddled with their anti-changeling field enough to figure out how to bypass it on her own. Well that security measure didn’t last long, not that Celestia cared at the moment. 

Celestia didn’t need to guess what change Chrysalis made. Chrysalis licked her lips as the sheath she added beneath her belly thickened, the meat sliding free in full view.

There was no point in denying it; Celestia’s seat was drooling fluid down the front of the throne from the puddle in her seat. She kept her teeth clenched, saying nothing, but panted as she slid her rump to the edge of her throne, turning it up as she spread her hind legs. She couldn’t say she wanted it, but couldn’t refuse either.

“There’s a good girl,” Chrysalis purred, sliding forward. “Just sit back and leave it to the professional.”

Their lips pressed together in a kiss, and Chrysalis rolled another tongue full of Luna’s seed into Celestia’s mouth. Celestia’s mind floated on a wave of passion, the mere memory of that taste like an aphrodisiac on its own. She returned the kiss enthusiastically, tongue-wrestling with her arch-nemesis.

Then Chrysalis did something unexpected. Even as her shaft flopped against Celestia’s slit, ready to force its way inside, Chrysalis stared into Celestia’s eyes intensely. The web of changeling control unspun from her mind as Chrysalis released her from the spell.

Reluctance and embarrassment swelled up inside her again. The instinctual fear and hatred for Chrysalis that she still possessed so much of bubbled to the surface. 

She was also touched however. Chrysalis had decided not to take Celestia’s vow from her without allowing her to make the decision herself. That wasn’t the act of the heartless villain that Celestia had taken Chrysalis for. This was the act of an emotional being that wanted Celestia to love her, truly and sincerely, and loved her enough in return to let her go if that was her wish.

“I hate you so much,” panted Celestia as their lips separated. 

Chrysalis’ eyes looked sad as she pulled back, but Celestia wrapped a foreleg around her neck to hold her there, leaning forward and licking her nose. A smug smile returned to the changeling’s face.

“Tough,” Chrysalis nipped Celestia’s lips, then slid her member back and forth against Celestia’s belly. Celestia felt the warmth she wanted inside her so badly. “Beg for it.”

“I will not,” whimpered Celestia, but smiled all the same.

“Come now,” Chrysalis growled lustfully, “You don’t want to disappoint your guards do you? Half of them are already stroking it in anticipation.” Chrysalis glanced to the guards, “Wait your turn, boys.”

Celestia’s eyes shifted from one side to another. Bronze paused mid-stroke, looking nervous and waiting to see if she’d reprimand him or not. Celestia let him have his harmless fun, admiring his shaft before shifting her eyes back to Chrysalis’ endowment.

The changeling’s tool was unnatural looking, ridged and knotted, writhing as if prehensile. Why did she want that inside her so badly?

“Please,” stammered Celestia in a whisper.

“What was that?” churred Chrysalis, “I didn’t catch that.”

“Please!” Celestia squeaked more loudly.

“Please… what,” Chrysalis nipped Celestia’s lips again.

“Fuck me,” Celestia stammered, and once she had spit it out, it kept flowing, “I want that beauty scraping my ovaries you hot fuck fiend.”

“That’s the stuff,” Chrysalis rolled her eyes back like a druggie that just got her fix, and that’s what it was for the succubus.

“Fucking. Hate. You. So. Much,” Celestia groaned even as she ground her steamy vulva against Chrysalis’ teasing.

As Chrysalis pressed her tip against Celestia’s underused entrance, Celestia only felt higher, even more than when Chrysalis was digging in her head. When Chrysalis forced her way in, Celestia was drowning in a sea of sticky emotions she had forgotten existed. 

Celestia clenched so hard that Chrysalis squealed, her muscles tensing in the effort to push deeper. She didn’t give up, especially when not restrained by Celestia’s womb having an existing occupant. She slammed against Celestia’s cervix, demanding entry deeper still.

Letting go completely, Celestia wrapped her legs around Chrysalis, savoring how her sweaty body undulated with each thrust. Her entire being shook as she cried out again, echoing through the throne room once more. Celestia blushed as she remembered how many ponies might be watching her, but didn’t have the nerve to look around.

Chrysalis, on the other hoof, clearly loved being watched, and took pride in her actions. She flagged her tail high and spread her hind legs wide to make sure those behind her saw every sopping wet smack of her body against Celestia’s. She looked into Celestia’s eyes with psychotic glee.

For Celestia, being showed off like a trophy felt humiliating, yet she wouldn’t have stopped it for the world. Her vow faded into nothing, lost in the convulsing flesh that now massaged Chrysalis’ member. Chrysalis braced herself, her hooves losing traction from the profuse solar cream coating the marble tile at the base of the throne. Celestia squealed as she hit her climax like an over-stuffed party canon sending a shower upon the grinning faces of their audience.

Celestia made herself look around, and saw guards, palace staff, and even dignitaries gathered around to watch. Many didn’t even know which of the two alicorns banging on the throne was Celestia. Celestia caught a flash of light, her eyes glancing at the source… oh fuck who let Photo Finish in here?

And then there was Luna, who Celestia should have known was lurking, no doubt to make sure Chrysalis didn’t overstep her bounds. She seemed happy that the changeling hadn’t, and for the moment was leaving Celestia to Chrysalis’ sole pleasure. Instead, she sat on her haunches and rubbed herself to the view.

Celestia pushed aside care about the audience though. It wasn’t like she was breaking any rules; public sex was rude, but not illegal. 

All she cared about right now was the throbbing mare meat that had just slammed through her cervix and impacted the back of her womb. She felt nothing but pleasure, brain locked in ‘fuck me harder’ mode, but she expected she’d be walking funny for some time once she regained her senses.

Chrysalis strained to hold her own in the moist heaven now encompassing her, determined to get as much mileage out of the royal cooch as she could manage. 

“I love you Chryssie…” Celestia said, then regretted saying it aloud, “Fucking Tartarus damned…”

“I love you too, my big hot goddess,” Chrysalis groaned in return, with a sincerity in her voice that alarmed Celestia. “My love… do you remember… what I said… about… eggs…”

Celestia did. At the ‘diplomatic’ meeting, Chrysalis had gone into detail about how she could implant her eggs into a third party and make them children of all three parties. Was she really considering this? Oh yes, she was.

“Say the word, give me one final victory over you,” panted Chrysalis as she kissed Celestia again. “I’ll knock you up right in front of your minions, your servants, your family, and your photographer.”

“Do it,” Celestia drooled the words out, “I want to give birth to your disgusting brood… fuck me did I just say that?”

Chrysalis’ shaft snaked inside Celestia as if dancing for joy, and realized that Chrysalis wasn’t ramming her with a fake dick, but with her ovipositor. Oh, holy Faust this was going to be weird, she just knew it.

Chrysalis shook violently, foaming at the mouth, having a seizure of bliss as she blew her load, and it wasn’t just the spermy goodness that Celestia was used to. Celestia squeaked at the bulge sliding down Chrysalis’ shaft, swelling her own belly as it passed through her.  

As a second and third bulge shoved into her, Celestia realized that this wasn’t just going to be one egg. Yet, any trepidation drowned in the sea of hormones coursing through her body. Chrysalis rammed hard, each surge of thick gooey goodness from her shaft forcing another egg into Celestia’s womb. Celestia lost count, and didn’t care. Chrysalis gave a final groan and rolled her eyes back. She pulled her shaft from the womb, one final shot of gunk sealing the eggs within their second mother’s womb.

Chrysalis collapsed against Celestia, clinging and shaking, even more helpless than Celestia after expending herself such. Her ovipositor continued to throb within Celestia as if it was dry heaving, attempting to deposit more eggs, but Chrysalis was fresh out. Celestia pulled her close, stroking a hoof gently across her mane.

“Change back, dear,” Celestia whispered, “I want to give my favorite bug monster a proper snuggle.”

Chrysalis smirked weakly, her body shifting into her true form, the one thing she could do regardless of how weak she was. Her ovipositor remained within Celestia, still not able to tug free from the chorus of convulsions it was being treated to within. 

Celestia looked up at Chrysalis’ proper face. Gods she was frightening, but Celestia didn’t care. She pressed her lips against Chrysalis’, staring love into those alien eyes.

Celestia snuggled the wet bug closer, “Thank you for this.”

“I told you she was adorable at all times,” Luna’s smug voice spoke up from behind Chrysalis.

Celestia rolled her eyes. “It seems your wicked plot succeeded, dear sister.”

“You can’t expect me to resist my villainous ways all the time, sister,” Luna smiled.

“I learned a thing or two from you about naughty plans, auntie love,” Cadance’s voice spoke up as she slid up around the opposite side of Chrysalis’ body. 

“Uh, hey,” Shining chuckled nervously as he came up beside her.

So, they had all come to see. Brilliant. 

Luna leaned over Chrysalis’ shoulder, kissing Celestia as a lover for the first time in public. The others pulled close, hugging together in one bundle as all five muzzles made out. Celestia lost track of who she was slurping when.

“Luna my sister… Chryssie… Cadance… Shining… my loves,” Celestia panted, “Marry me.”

“I’ll consider it,” Luna teased, “But what will your faithful student think?”

“She’ll be heart-broken that we got a go at Celestia before she did,” Cadence giggled.
> 5.9 Shining Explains Himself
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Shining had told his family about his intentions for adding Luna to his relationship, and they had been happy for him. Telling them about a certain other participant had been a more nerve-wrecking idea. He had no doubts about his decision, but sadly had equally few doubts about how his family would react to Chrysalis. 

Especially Twilight. She thought Chrysalis was evil incarnate… and maybe she was right, but the point was that she would freak.

He had even waited for them to hear about it, but none of them read the paper. Twilight was always too busy with a daily list of experiments, and he was certain that their parents spent most of their time enjoying their retirement in marital bliss.

So here he sat at dinner with his family, a nice little get together. Across from him sat his parents, all smiles at the rare chance to spend time with their foals together. They smelled like they’d banged no less than an hour before his and Twilight’s arrival. That wasn’t unusual, but Cadance had rubbed off on him and he was having somewhat more lewd thoughts on the subject than usual.

Twilight might have been having lewd thoughts of her own. Shining occasionally caught her staring wishfully in his direction. Once, she stared at his sheath for a full minute before she realized he was looking back. She looked forward again, wide-eyed and blushing up a storm. He wished he knew how to get her to admit that, because he sure didn’t have the guts to admit it to her.

He wondered if Twilight dreamed about him. He asked Luna if she did, but she had given him a lecture about the privacy of dreams being sacred, and he supposed she was right. But still…

Back to the task at hoof.

“So, um, we settled on a final date for our um… marriage addition,” Shining broached the conversation.

“That’s great news,” Velvet smiled brightly.

“Still can’t believe you’re marrying a second princess,” jested Night Light, “One more and you’d have a matched set, eh?”

“Interesting you should say that,” Shining swayed into the easier addition first; maybe it’d offset the horror of the other, “Because I guess you could say I have the matched set.”

“Hm?” Velvet paused with her fork half way between her plate and her muzzle.

Night Light had his mouth open to respond too but looked like he couldn’t translate his thoughts into decent conversation.

“That’s nice!” Twilight snapped back to the conversation, having been distracted and lost track of the subject, probably having fantasies about math or something. She took a polite sip of her tea and pretended to know what they were talking about, badly.

“I’m not kidding,” Shining took a deep breath, “Celestia is joining as well.”

“That’s my colt,” grinned Night.

Twilight was half way through taking a gulp of her tea when she spit it back out, “You’re marrying Celestia?!” It was one thing when her brother was marrying a princess she merely respected, but her beloved mentor getting hitched to her brother was obviously another thing entirely.

“Aren’t they… sisters?” Velvet asked politely.

“Uh, yes. Yes, they are,” Shining sat stiffly and poked idly at his meal with a fork.

“Oh…” Velvet trailed off, but added, “Well, congratulations son. We’re proud of you.”

“You got your sights on anyone, dear?” Night smiled at Twilight, “Your brother’s going to become a grandfoal factory at this rate. You’ll fall behind.”

“You’re marrying CELESTIA?” Twilight repeated as if she had heard nothing since that.

“Is that okay?” Shining asked, then added with a chuckle, “At least I didn’t just send you a letter about it this time, right?”

“Of course! It’s fine!” Twilight tried to recover, “I was just surprised… my teacher and all… Congratulations.”

“Thanks,” stammered Shining.

Twilight peered for a few more seconds and asked, “Who else?” She always was a smarty.

“Well this next part may be a… shock,” Shining began, “And I hope that you all… respect my decision… our decision.”

“Shining dear,” Velvet assured him, “We would accept anyone you chose to live your life with, mare, stallion, griffin, whatever. We will be your proud parents regardless.”

“What about… changeling?” asked Shining; his smile was setting new records for awkwardness.

“Oh,” Twilight blinked, “Well… I’m sure you’ve thought it through, I mean it’s not like you’re marrying Chrysalis or something.”

“That means they can be anything, right?” Night asked, “You’re making me jealous, son.”

“Night, behave,” Velvet peered at Night, half scolding and half playful.

Shining stared. The others looked at him expectedly, then grew silent at his reluctance.

“I’m just going to say it,” Shining said, “And I’ll preemptively say that I am not messing with you.” He took another deep breath, “We’re marrying Chrysalis.”

“She’s royalty, too right?” asked Night, “So that’s another one you racked up! Going for the high score? We should invite Princess Skystar over for tea to see if you can put the moves on her too.”

Velvet was staring open-mouthed at her son.

“WHAT?” Twilight almost shrieked, “No! Brother… no… you can’t…” Her ears fell flat as she looked at him, “Please tell me that was a cruel joke. She crashed your wedding with Cadance! I’m sure Cadance isn’t going to be okay with this and certainly not Celestia!”

“Well, that’s just it.” Shining fiddled with his fork. “It was Cadance’s idea… since I sorta already impregnated Chrysalis… and then she sorta deposited mine and her… eggs…. In Celestia… at Celestia’s request.”

“Well how about that?” laughed Night, like it was the best thing ever.

“I’m… we’re… all still very proud of you, son,” Velvet said, but looked like she was staring death in the face.

“Shining, no…” Twilight reached a hoof to take hold of one of Shining’s fidgeting ones. “Shining, she’s using you. I don’t know what her plan is, but it can’t be good! Please Shining… don’t…”

“But this was Cadance’s plan, not Chrysalis’!” Shining insisted, “Cadance… and me… and Luna… were the ones that asked Chrysalis, not the other way around. Then Celestia joined… after having her… special moment with Chrysalis.”

“Shining, she must have possessed Celestia,” Twilight begged, “Please Shining.”

“Uh, no,” Shining said, “I was there for most of it, and Luna was there for the entirety to make sure that Chrysalis behaved.”

Twilight leaned towards Shining, looking into his eyes and powering up her magic, making her horn shimmer. He felt his overpowered sister rooting around in his head, no doubt searching for some sign he was being controlled again. He sighed, but appreciated her concern for his well-being. He kept his defenses down to allow it, and when she didn’t find such, she released his hoof. She placed both her hooves in front of her on the table and stared down at her plate as her face tightened in anger.

“Twilight,” Shining said carefully, “Twilight promise that you will not… attack my fiancée.” 

“I can’t promise that,” Twilight said without missing a beat. “If I find out that she is hurting you or Cadance… or Celestia or Luna… I will do what I must to protect you. I love you Shining…” 

Shining wasn’t sure if she meant sisterly love or royal sisterly love.

“Now dear,” Velvet came out of her own stunned silence, “We should support him. I think the two most powerful beings in Equestria would realize if she was using them.”

“Twilight,” Shining tried to explain, “Chrysalis isn’t evil, she never was. Her family was starving and she did what she thought she had to do to feed them. Please just give her a chance.”

“I am giving her a chance,” said Twilight, as if not rushing to lop Chrysalis’ head off was her idea of ‘a chance’. The tone of her voice was more than concern though. Was that… jealousy?

“Sheesh, you could cut the drama in here with a knife,” Night commented. He was the only one still eating his meal with any sort of normalcy. “I tell you what though, none of them are half the mare your mother is. I don’t think I’d last a week having to sate two of her, much less three or four.”

“Night Light!” Velvet blushed, muttering under her breath at him, “Not around Shining and Twilight.”

“Oh, come on, Vel,” Night chuckled, “They’re adults, they know what we did to make them.”

“Thanks, Dad,” Shining said for his father’s effort to take some of the awkwardness of the conversation and place it on himself instead of Shining. 

“Any time, Son,” winked Night Light.
> 6.0 Twilight Makes Sure Nothing Breaks
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

They chose Twilight, again, to ensure the wedding went well. She was determined to do just that. Since Celestia was in the wedding, Twilight would perform the ceremony as well, but Twilight hoped to get them to exclude a particular participant.

Fortunately, they had given her more time than before to prepare. The actual wedding itself wasn’t until tomorrow.

No one in the marriage thought Chrysalis was up to anything, but Twilight knew better. Chrysalis always was, and this time her friends, and plenty of other ponies, agreed with Twilight. At least a little, though her friends asked her not to crash the rehearsal this time, especially since she would be running it.

Twilight told them she’d consider it.

She figured that she’d start by asking Cadance for her side. They’d added Chrysalis so abruptly that Twilight hadn’t been able to speak to Cadance about it. Shining said it was Cadance’s idea to add Chrysalis, and Twilight trusted him, but it seemed out of character, even for a mare as affectionate as Cadance.

Twilight knocked on the door. She had learned to never enter a room with Cadance inside without knocking, whether Cadance was with her husband, a casual friend, a complete stranger, or even by herself.

“There’s my favorite sister-in-law!” Cadance smiled as she opened the door. Neither her nor Shining was dressed up, though the same dress and suit from their own wedding was hanging nearby.

Of course Twilight was Cadance’s only sister-in-law, until after the wedding at least. Afterward, Luna and Celestia would be both Cadance’s wives and her sisters-in-law… Maybe Twilight should avoid thinking of it that way though. This whole union was a nightmare for terminology.

“Hey Twilly,” Shining waved from further inside the room. He smiled, though there was a hint of dread on his face.

“Everything going well I take it?” Twilight forced a smile. “I uh, wanted to talk to you before the wedding, if you didn’t mind?” Twilight peered as she considered. “You are Cadance and Shining Armor, right?”

“It’s me, Twilight,” Cadance assured. “Chrysalis promised to only be herself during the ceremony, as have her guests… children… descendants…whatever. Either way, I’m sure you’ll find her surprisingly adorable once you see her decked out in whatever Rarity comes up with.”

“Is it true?” Twilight asked. “Shining said… that it was your idea… about Chrysalis.”

“It was,” Cadance said. “Twilight, please believe me. Chrysalis was every bit as surprised as you when we asked her to join us. This isn’t some scheme of hers.” She smirked. “This is my scheme.”

“It’s a scheme everypony involved is okay with,” added Shining. He came over and hugged Twilight, kissing her on the forehead. “All the same, I’ll let Cadance explain. She’ll do it better.”

“Cadance,” Twilight looked up at her, whispering as if self-conscious about her words. “I trust you, you know I do… and I respect your decision but… Cadance… she raped him, didn’t she?”

“Twilight,” Cadance patted the side of her face with a hoof. “Had she come as herself and asked to play, we would have consented.”

“That isn’t the point,” Twilight sighed. “She didn’t know that, and she did it anyway.”

“Twilight, it isn’t the same with her as it is with a pony,” Cadance explained. “Chrysalis has trouble controlling herself because of her biology, but she’s trying to do better. It’s hard to undo years of instinct.”

Twilight breathed deep and looked away. She trusted Cadance, but knew she might stretch the truth to spare Twilight’s feelings.

“I’m not implying what she did was okay,” said Cadance, gently turning Twilight’s face back to her. “But if you were starving, would you feel guilty for taking food from somepony who had more than her share?”

“No,” Twilight whispered.

“That’s all it was,” Cadance reasoned. “Chrysalis was hungry and afraid for her children. She made some big mistakes, but her intentions were the same as yours or mine would have been in her situation.”

“I guess,” Twilight didn’t want to admit that it made sense.

“Twilight, I promise we will take you seriously if you see anything suspicious,” Cadance said. “But promise me you won’t hurt her feelings with unwarranted accusations. I know you think of her as a monster, but she’s a very emotional creature. She acts smug, but it’s just her way of coping. Inside she desires your acceptance.”

“I promise,” nodded Twilight.

Cadance leaned in and hugged Twilight close, sliding her telekinesis around and giving Twilight a nudge under her tail to lighten the mood. Twilight squeaked and blushed, but wasn’t surprised. It wasn’t the first time, and not the last, that her affectionate sister-in-law groped her or her friends.

“I’ll get some things ready now,” smiled Cadance, then winked. “No crashing the rehearsal this time, especially with you running it.”

“I did what I needed to do.” Twilight realized Cadance meant no offense, but it bothered her that Chrysalis probably told Cadance about it like it was hilarious. And that everypony was making that joke.

“I know you did the right thing, Twilight,” Cadance petted Twilight’s mane and then kissed her forehead when her attempt at levity failed.

“I’ll resist crashing anything, for now,” Twilight forced a smile, not wanting to seem too bitter around two of her favorite ponies.

“Go visit her,” Cadance suggested, though visiting her was inevitable if Twilight were to check on everything. “Tell her nicely what worries you. I’m sure you can work something out, okay? She might be with Rarity; she was having challenges with Chrysalis’ dress.” Making Chrysalis look good in a dress would be a challenge.

“We want you to be comfortable, Twilly,” Shining added, briefly hugging her. “We’re here whenever you need us, but let’s work towards being one big happy, if unusual, family.”

“I’ll try,” Twilight promised. “Where’s Celestia and Luna?” She’d feel better if she talked to them first.

“They’re with Applejack, I think,” Cadance smiled, then gave her a brief hug. “I’ll see you at rehearsal, Twilight.”

Cadance closed the door, and Twilight sighed.

“Maybe we should have waited for her to join first?” Cadance asked Shining inside. Twilight didn’t understand what that meant, but Cadance sounded flirtatious, so it was probably none of Twilight’s business.

She headed to where Applejack was overseeing the baking for the event. This time she didn’t take the time to knock since it wasn’t like the royal sisters would be making out while eating cake or some-

Oh.

Applejack was holding a cake that she was letting the royal sisters try, wide-eyed and sitting stiffly. Luna had Celestia laid back half upon one table, belly to belly with her, grinding together as she fed Celestia cake a spoonful at a time. Celestia eyes rolled back further with each bite until her pupils weren’t visible. It wasn’t clear if Celestia was enjoying her sister’s company or the cake more.

Celestia had the decency to blush furiously, though Luna looked more shameless. Twilight could even hear the moist sound of their… parts… rubbing together. That was a more pleasant thought than she wished it was and tried very hard to keep her own parts from getting damp.

“Um, so ah take it ya’ll like tha cake?” Applejack asked, averting her eyes. “Ah sure am glad ya approve… yer Majesties, but maybe we should leave some fer the actual wedding.”

“One moment, fair Applejack,” Luna responded, then turned to Celestia. “Tonight, sister, you shall devour cake from all your favorite parts of me. Indeed, from all of us.”

“Is this a bad time?” Twilight’s voice cracked when she spoke, but felt better that her mentors were enjoying themselves.

“It is not, Twilight Sparkle,” informed Luna. “Did you also wish to consume cake?” Luna didn’t cease grinding. Cadance must have rubbed off on her.

Celestia reacted less casually to her faithful student’s presence. She shoved Luna off with such force that the night princess landed upon her back on the floor. Luna didn’t get up, instead smiling as she watched her sister try to regain some semblance of dignity in front of her student.

“Hello Twilight,” Celestia smiled her best fake politician-smile. “It’s so wonderful to see you, I was just… making sure the food was… delicious.”

“It’s fine, it’s just.” Twilight said with shifty eyes. She thought back to how many times she had scolded ponies for believing the rumors that the royal sisters were involved in an incestuous relationship. Twilight had made a foal of herself as was typical, but did think they made a sweet couple. “It’s fine, really. I’m happy for you. I’m just… distracted.”

Her eyes moved to the major source of distraction in the room, namely Celestia’s plump belly, plump with Chrysalis’ changeling spawn… or grubs… or whatever the little monsters were called. It was larger than Luna’s subtle curve despite having been implanted later. Twilight watched Celestia’s belly visibly writhe, and quickly looked back up at Celestia’s face. Celestia was still blushing and silent.

“Princess Celestia, I just wanted to ask if some things were true,” Twilight took a deep breath.

“Have you not read the paper, Twilight Sparkle?” Luna asked, still laying on her back with her legs splayed shamelessly. She floated a newspaper over to Twilight’s face, opening it. The paper sported a photo of two sweaty Celestias on the throne. Twilight wasn’t sure which was the real Celestia, as she couldn’t see who was penetrating who. Thank Celestias.

“You did it in public?” Twilight squeaked. She didn’t have enough energy for her surprise to have much force behind it, but public impregnation wasn’t typically something royalty did.

“Luna!” Celestia blurted out as she tossed the newspaper aside again, and turned to Twilight, speaking calmly. “I suppose I learned a friendship lesson in… the dangers of keeping oneself pent up.”

“I don’t care that you had sex in front of anyone,” Twilight said. “It’s WHO it was with. She… hurt you, almost killed you.”

“Chrysalis didn’t almost kill me,” smiled Celestia, trying to seem gentle but unable to lose the blush. “Changelings can’t feed off love toward somepony without a ‘live feed’ dear. A changeling killing a pony would be like a pony burning crops.”

“Really?” Twilight’s mind switched into science mode and for a few moments forgot to care. “But what happened to Shining’s offspring?”

“These are Shining’s offspring, Twilight,” said Celestia, patting her belly, which writhed again. “And Chrysalis, and mine. Changelings can produce children from three parents.”

“If you desire a lesson in changeling biology, the best source would be the literal mother of the species, Twilight,” Luna said, standing up and motioning to Celestia not to speak further.

That put Twilight’s brain back on target, and she grumbled. Of course, they’d want her to talk to Chrysalis about it, hoping that she’s start to like her. Twilight felt torn. It fascinated her, yet she had to talk to Chrysalis to learn more.

“Celestia,” Twilight sighed, “Just… swear to me that you’ll be careful? Please don’t trust her.”

“Has she performed an act that aroused your suspicion?” Luna asked, which Twilight appreciated.

“She hasn’t,” Twilight admitted.

“I can trust her, Twilight,” Celestia said. “It’s hard to explain why.”

“Try?” asked Twilight.

Celestia clearly didn’t want to answer, shifting a hoof about nervously. “She could have forced herself on me psionically, more easily than you’d think, but she chose not to. She chose to let me decide on my own.”

“I guess? If you’re sure.” Twilight wasn’t.

“Go talk to her,” Celestia smiled and gave her a hug. Celestia felt sticky with her and Luna’s sweat.

Twilight felt somewhat better, so she turned to check on everything else.

“Fair Applejack!” Luna exclaimed as Twilight was shutting the door. “Fetch your princesses a vat of toffee!”

Twilight avoided thinking about that further.

It wasn’t far to where Rarity had been making their outfits. Luckily, or not, Chrysalis was still there.

“I look like a curtain!” Chrysalis could be heard complaining from within.

“Nonsense!” Rarity replied, “You look absolutely adorable. I’ve covered all your most uncouth parts.”

“Are you calling me ugly?”

“No, I’m calling you frightening.”

“… thank you.”

That didn’t sound kinky, so Twilight opened the door.

Chrysalis was decent, and more adorable than Twilight would admit. The dress had a nice silky train that covered her somewhat grotesque, at least so far as Twilight was concerned, hindquarters. She had sleeves over her front legs too, separated from the main gown. Along with the vest portion, the only gross parts of the changeling that showed well were her creepy bug wings and that holey frill on her head she called a mane.

Chrysalis faced Twilight, looking like she would say something snide. Instead, she must have remembered what she was wearing, because she blushed instead.

Chrysalis and Rarity were the only decent individuals present. There were changelings everywhere, most being only minorly indecent by getting into Rarity’s fabrics or playing ‘dress up’ on each other with outfits not intended for them. A few though were engaged in more stereotypical changeling behavior, including a pair of drones who were violently mounting no less than a few steps from Rarity.

Rarity looked frazzled as if she’d spent all day trying to keep bugs out of her stuff and had finally given up. She politely pushed the humping drones further away with her magic as their bodies slapped together, not looking at them.

“Oh, hay Twilight!” the drone getting mounted said when he saw her, as if nothing was strange at all about screwing while his Mom was dressing several hooves away. “Is Pinkie around?” Oh, so it was THAT changeling.

“She’s busy planning,” Twilight tried to be polite. “Please don’t bother her while she’s working.”

“Oh okay, I’ll fuck her when she’s done,” the drone smiled, then rolled his eyes back and went back to enjoying who was probably his brother, given they were all Chrysalis’ children. “Think she’d mind if I brought a few siblings along? Not many, like a dozen or so.”

“She’d probably like that,” sighed Twilight. Pinkie loved to make everypony, and everybug, smile.

“Great!” smiled the drone as he shivered.

Rarity sighed too, “So uncouth.” She then tried to smile for Twilight. “Hello Twilight, I certainly hope things are going better for you than I.”

“They’re going… fair,” Twilight smiled to Rarity, then peered at Chrysalis.

“Goodness,” Chrysalis chuckled, “Does it look that bad?”

“No,” Twilight admitted. “Rarity covered all your most frightening parts, like she said.”

“The MOST frightening part isn’t normally visible,” Chrysalis winked. “You know, the part I’ll be ramming belly-deep into your brother’s posterior tonight. And your mentor. Ovipositor for everypony!”

“Chrysalis,” Twilight growled. “I have promised to be nice to you, but please don’t try my patience.” All the same: curiosity. “Oviposi… how exactly does that work? What you did to… Celestia.”

“Your hot brother impregnated me,” Chrysalis smiled. “And then I pumped the result into your mentor. The eggs will cannibalize her own natural eggs and extract the genetic material so that the offspring are genetically related to all three of us.”

“So, they’ll be like… two-thirds pony and one-third changeling?” Twilight tried to silence herself, but the question escaped.

“They’ll be 100% changeling,” Chrysalis grunted as if offended by the idea of a part-changeling. “The offspring of a changeling is always a pure changeling. How else do you think I made a brood when I was the first and only changeling?”

“Wait, you were the first?” Twilight blinked, “I assumed you came from a whole species. Who was the first… Wait, never mind.”

Chrysalis smirked, “Oh, I  piqued the geeky one’s interest.” She leaned forward and smiled more. “Intelligence is sexy, you know.”

Twilight groaned, “I don’t suppose there’s a book I could read on this so I don’t have to talk to you about it?”

“There isn’t, unless you want to write one. I’d be happy to demonstrate changeling breeding habits for you… all night long.” Chrysalis winked. “Then you could write the book on it yourself.”

“Should I fuck her?” asked the mounted drone.

“We’ve been over this, Doomie,” chuckled Chrysalis. “Ask her, not me.”

“Oh right,” Doomie nodded, looking at Twilight. “You wanna fuck?”

“Um, no thanks,” Twilight could believe she was asked that; it was a changeling after all. But that didn’t make it less gross.

Damn it. Twilight had a hundred questions now. How did Chrysalis come to be? Twilight didn’t mind that the answers would be gruesome; she was capable of keeping scientific detachment. But the only creature with the information was the creature that she didn’t want to ask.

“Believe it or not, Twilight,” Chrysalis said in a surprisingly non-smug tone, “I want to be friends with my new husband’s family, so let me know if you can tone down your racism enough to have tea with me sometime.”

“I’m not racist!” Twilight said defensively. “And you’d probably poison my tea.”

“With aphrodisiac,” smirked Chrysalis. “It’ll be some bomb ass tea. And sure you aren’t.”

“Do be fair, Chrysalis, darling,” Rarity mentioned as she made final adjustments to the dress. “Ponynapping her loved ones and invading Canterlot wasn’t the best way to make a first impression for your species.”

“I didn’t say it was unjustified racism,” Chrysalis smirked and reached to pat Rarity, though Rarity dodged the pat, pretending to move to another seam to do so.

“Just don’t cause…” Twilight started, but realized it was silly to tell a bride to not cause trouble at her own wedding.

“Oh, I’ll cause trouble,” Chrysalis’ eyes narrowed. “These pony ceremonies are so boring on their own. Besides, I think Sun Butt would be disappointed if I didn’t at LEAST abduct somepony. You know how bored she gets at big events.”

“Don’t give me a reason to regret giving you a chance.” Twilight made that plain. “Or to make you regret making me regret it.”

“Oh-ho,” Chrysalis giggled, eating up the threat more than Twilight intended. “Relax, though. I won’t come near you or your family, other than my spouses, unless asked. Despite how hot your mother is. Now there’s a plot that could hold some eggs. Reckon your father would like to-“

Twilight clenched Chrysalis’ muzzle shut with her magic, then turned to walk off.

“See you later!” called Doomie after her, clueless about the strife. He had to raise his voice since the one atop him was squealing in orgasmic bliss.

His ignorance was admittedly adorable. One thing Twilight had to admit: Despite looking scary, most changelings were pretty innocent. The only reason they’d done anything wrong was because their mommy told them to. Not that it mattered; as long as they did what Chrysalis said, they were a threat.

“You promised you wouldn’t antagonize her,” Rarity complained to Chrysalis as Twilight was exiting.

“I also promised my children would behave in here,” Chrysalis answered simply.
“An adequate point,” Rarity admitted.
> 6.3 Chrysalis Makes Sure Everything Breaks
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

POV: Shining Amor

What a day.

Either way, he’d finished preparations until tomorrow, and nothing serious had gone wrong. Shining hoped that once the ceremony began, Twilight would realize that things were okay.

Chrysalis had surprised Shining by not seriously antagonizing Twilight. He wouldn’t have thought her capable of such. It was a relief that…

Uh oh.

Shining opened his bedroom door, expecting to find his wife and fiancées waiting for him. They had planned on having tea and one last celebration before their wedding day since it was their last chance to have pre-marital sex. Instead, he found his room empty.

Empty save for a message left on his bed, pinned to the wall with a sword of all things. He sighed as he read it.

Dear Shining Armor,

I know you like swords, so I had this one made for you!

Also, I have abducted our fiancées. Meet my demands, or you’ll never see them again! (Until I tire of waiting for you and bring them back, but we’ll all be very cross if you make me do that.)

Bring your sister and parents, but no one else. Don’t bring the authorities. (Other than yourself.)

Now in true super-villainous fashion, I’ll tell you where our first fiancée is with a riddle: I hid Love Butt our lovable slut in the place where Twilut, that nut, punched her in the gut.

XOXO

 Your bug waifu,

 Chryssie <3

A riddle? Shining should have known introducing Chrysalis to Discord was a bad idea. They’d probably been comparing notes on how to more effectively antagonize ponies.

Regardless, the gift sword she pinned the note with was amazing, an orichalcum alloy blade studded with gems. The fact that she’d been able to stab the enchanted palace walls with it alone was impressive. This thing could cut through most magic armor like Rarity through tacky fashion. At least he knew that nopony was in danger; a real villain wouldn’t leave their ransom note pinned with one of the only things that could kill them.

Even without such an amazing gift being attached to it, this was likely to be ridiculously fun. Except, of course, that she’d complicated things by requiring Twilight be informed. His parents would take it in stride if he assured them it was playful, but Twilight was going to freak right the buck out and think Chrysalis was taking over Equestria.

Well okay, she technically had taken over Equestria, but Shining was sure it was only as a prank.

Shining didn’t bother talking to the guards just outside his room that should have been guarding it. They were either clueless, changelings, or both. Instead, he went to Twilight’s room, taking a deep breath before knocking on the door.

“Twilight? Are you in there? It’s important,” he called out.

Shining heard a flash of magic from inside as Twilight teleported to the door, taking a step back before she threw it open. Sure enough, Twilight saw he was alone and panicked.

“Shining! Is something wrong? Is it Chrysalis?” Twilight spit out.

“Calm down, Twilly,” Shining assured her, realizing he should have been more careful with his words. “Why don’t you take a seat, hm?”

“Where’s Cadance?” Twilight asked, sitting again.

Twilight had been having tea with their parents. That was fortunate, it would save him another trip to get them.

“Hello dear,” Velvet smiled.

“What’s up, son?” Night Light asked. “Here to tell us you added another princess last minute?”

“Uh no,” Shining chuckled. “I am not here to say that. Anyway, swear you won’t freak out when I say this next bit, Twilly?”

“I swear,” Twilight said, but didn’t sound sincere.

“Say anything, dear,” Velvet encouraged. “We won’t judge you.”

“What is it?” Night Light asked. “Did you bag a prince this time instead? That’s my colt!”

“Uh, no,” Shining cleared his throat. “Okay, here goes. I found a note pinned to my wall, and it says some… things.”

“Like pinned with a knife?” Twilight creased her forehead.

“Uh no, it accompanied a gift,” Shining said, as honest as he could without scaring her. “Regardless, it’s from Chrysalis.”

“What did she do, Shining?” Twilight said, an edge to her voice, but admirable in her efforts not to freak.

“She ponynapped Cadance and the sisters,” Shining spit it out.

“What?!” Twilight half stood up, then took a deep breath and sat down again. “I knew it! I knew it all along!”

“I don’t think it’s like that,” chuckled Shining nervously. “If it was, she’d not ask me to invite my sister and parents. It’s just one of her games.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll get them back, Shining!” Twilight selectively heard and responded. “I’ll get my friends and…”

“Well, it’s supposed to just be us,” Shining rubbed the back of his head.

“Why us?” asked Velvet, eyes large.

“Sounds fun!” Night Light grinned.

“Supposed to be a ‘family activity’, or something,” Shining looked at the note again.

“Don’t you see what she just did?” Twilight was hyperventilating. “She’s taken out the entire ruling class of Equestria in a single day.”

“Except me,” Shining said defensively. “Twilly, I don’t think it’s about that. If she wanted to be ruler of Equestria, she’d just wait until tomorrow, since after the wedding, she will be one of the rulers of Equestria.”

Twilight stared, muzzle agape, as if just now fully realizing that Chrysalis would be Equestrian royalty.

“But she wants to be the ONLY ruler of Equestria!” Twilight claimed as she recovered. “Where are we supposed to go?”

“If she wanted that, she’d just wait until tomorrow and then replace the rest of us discreetly,” Shining pointed out. “Anyway, it has a clue. Like a scavenger hunt. You like those, right Twilly?”

“When it doesn’t involve my in-laws being held hostage I do!” Twilight exclaimed. “Don’t worry, big brother. We’ll look for Chrysalis, we’ll find her, and…”

“We’ll fuck her!” Night finished for Twilight.

“Daddy!” Twilight complained.

“Come now,” Velvet patted Twilight’s shoulder. “Let’s not expect the worst. We don’t want to insult your brother by saying he doesn’t know his fiancée, do we? We even spoke to her earlier. She was… well antagonizing, but in a playful way. She clearly liked us, and you.”

“Sounds like a blast to me,” Night Light said. “A scavenger hunt to find three of the five hottest mares in Equestria? Is the prize a Night with one or more of them? Get it? A Night?”

“Behave, Night,” said Velvet, but winked at him. “At least until we get to them.”

“Who are the other two hottest mares?” Twilight sounded curious.

“Your mother and you are one and two,” smirked Night Light. “Who else?”

“Daddy,” blushed Twilight, then shook her head. “I wish you’d all take this more seriously but… if you think it’s okay. I’ll not…”

“Not beat Chrysalis or any of her family senseless on sight?” Shining asked. “I doubt she bested all of them in an evening. It’s just a game.” Shining was sure not even Chrysalis could pull that off in a few hours without their cooperation.

“You shouldn’t underestimate her,” warned Twilight, but nodded all the same. “I’ll act if I believe I have to protect any of you, but I’ll give it a chance.”

“Thanks, Twilly,” Shinning ruffled her mane, trying not to think about how cute she was when she got defensive of him. “I know the note says you should come, but if you’re not comfortable, I don’t think she’d mind if you…”

“I’m coming,” Twilight said.

“What’s the first clue?” Night was too excited, but turned to Twilight. “It’ll be okay honey, you’ll see.”

“Well,” Shining floated the note in front of him and read the last bit. “I hid Love Butt our lovable slut in the place where Twilut, that nut, punched her in the gut.”

“I wouldn’t hit Cadance!” Twilight sounded appalled. “I have never hurt her.”

“What about in the crystal caverns when you thought she had become evil?” chuckled Shining.

“Oh right,” Twilight blinked. “I mean, I didn’t punch her in the gut, I more tackled her… and almost blasted her in the face.” She added with a grumble. “Nice to know Chrysalis thinks that’s funny.”

“Well at least it’s an easy one,” said Velvet. “Though I’ll be upset if all the riddles are designed to annoy Twilight.”

“I’m hoping overall it’s designed to convince Twilight that it’s okay,” said Shining. “Seems like something Chrysalis would be bad at, but let’s see. Twilly,  do you remember where you found Cadance?”

“Maybe,” Twilight pondered. “I should go alone; the crystal caverns aren’t safe. She put us there to begin with because of how the crystals there reflect magic, it makes it very hard to teleport out.”

“Didn’t Chrysalis teleport the two of you in?” asked Shining.

“Well, yes,” Twilight nodded. “Maybe it was a different spell, or changeling magic can do things pony magic can’t. I doubt Chrysalis will tell us the secret either way.”

“We’ll be fine, sweetie,” Velvet patted her shoulder again. “If you can save the world from chaos spirits and shadow demons, overcoming your new sister-in-law’s prank won’t be a problem. Let’s show that bug what you can do.”

“We definitely should go,” chuckled Night Light as he stood. “Her fiancée’s parents being there will temper her naughtiness.” He peered at Shining playfully. “But I better get to bang at least one of your princesses before this is over, son”

“I better get to share,” Velvet stood next to Night, smacking his plot.

Their parents’ antics weren’t surprising. The couple hadn’t talked about it with Shining, but he’d realized long ago that they were an ‘open relationship’. Shining saw their antics as sweet, and he knew Twilight thought the same, but right now she was in ‘saving the universe’ mode. He supposed he couldn’t begrudge her for it until he saved Equestria as much as she had.

Twilight led them to the caverns entrance, but then looked less certain.

“To be honest,” Twilight said. “I’m not confident I can find my way. We occasionally back-tracked and went in circles trying to find the way out.”

“I don’t think we’ll get lost,” laughed Shining, noticing a certain something on the floor near the cave’s entrance.

On the cave floor, just inside, was a strange looking dildo with barbs along it, pointing down one corridor. Apparently Chrysalis didn’t want to wait while they got lost, and had chosen the lewdest way possible to show them the way.

“Well, that’s the direction,” sighed Twilight. “Goodness knows what kind of penis that’s supposed to be.”

“That’s a griffin’s penis, dear,” Velvet smiled.

“Your mother’s an expert on exotic dicks,” Night chuckled.

“Oh you,” Velvet eyed Night Light, then turned to Twilight. “I worked at a spa to pay for magic university when I was younger. A lot of overseas travelers and dignitaries stopped in.”

“I’m not complaining about you being a cock connoisseur,” Night grinned.

“Whatever it is, it’ll go great in Cadance’s collection.” Shining picked it up with his magic, shaking it to make it wobble.

They kept finding the ‘arrows’, and each was a different shape. To Shining’s amusement, their mother identified most. Dragon, hippogriff, bull, diamond dog, sea pony. Twilight seemed less amused by it, though her hunger for learning did show as her mother explained. Maybe Twilight felt inadequate since Velvet knew all this before she was Twilight’s age; Shining sure did.

But the only one that Velvet couldn’t identify, Shining did.

“That’s a changeling drone’s natural equipment,” Shining chuckled, now carrying a dozen of them. “Cadance’ll love these. Maybe this is just an elaborate wedding present?”

“More like she’s taunting me,” sighed Twilight, but then perked her ears as she realized where they were. “We’re here! I found Cadance right around this corner!”

Twilight ran around the corner and skidded to a halt, Shining and their parents behind her. There was Cadance … and another Cadance, and another, and another. What’s more, as soon as he rounded the corner, Shining’s telekinesis shorted out, making him drop all the dildos he’d been carrying. He tried to fire it up again, but once again it fizzled. Chrysalis had tricks up her mane he hadn’t known.

Regardless, finding a lot of Cadances wasn’t surprising. The surprising thing was how obvious it was which of them was the real Cadance. There was only one restrained, ball-gagged and hanging from a sex swing from the ceiling. If that wasn’t enough, the one in the swing was the only Cadance with a foal-bump. Shining hadn’t realized just how sexy that bump was until he saw it next to her normal lithe body.

Cadance was moaning and drooling around her gag, eyes rolled back as one of the other Cadance’s nailed her from behind using a strap-on with more barbs and knots than anything they’d seen on their journey.

The other three Cadance’s were all surrounding her, giggling and waiting their turn.

“Oh, a manticore penis,” Velvet identified the strap-on. She must have been up to Fluttershy-level nature-hijinks at some point. “My, my, Night. I think our daughter-in-law looks better in a gag than you do.”

“Let’s not get carried away,” laughed Night Light.

“Unhoof her this instant!” Twilight screamed so loud that it echoed through the caverns, even if Cadance obviously didn't want free.

“Oh, they’re here!” said One, the Cadance humping the real Cadance. She pulled out, earning a whine from the real one that her ‘torture’ had stopped. The One took off the strap-on, glistening with Cadance’s juice as it was tossed into the pile of dildos that Shining had dropped. Apparently, changeling telekinesis still worked here.

“Hey you guys!” said Two. “Glad you could make it!” That one seemed overly chipper.

“We’ve got a little game for you to play!” informed Three.

“You’re going to have to choose which of us Cadances…” started Four.

“It’s that one,” Shining smirked, pointing at the bound one. “It’s kind of pointless, girls. Even if you were all restrained, I’d be able to tell. Not even Chrysalis managed to duplicate that love furnace 100%.”

“That’s not what you’re choosing, silly,” laughed Four. “Your task is to choose which of us four not-Cadances… is in reality, a male.”

“Okay, that could be trickier,” Shining admitted.

“Do you really think we’ll play your sick little game?” Twilight demanded, then paused when it all sank in. “Okay, I admit, that’s an interesting riddle, but I’m not sure how me and Mom can take part.”

Night Light rubbed his hooves together, his sheath already thickening. “Need a second opinion on these to help out, son? I would make that sacrifice for my family… heh.”

“We thought of that!” laughed Two, bouncing in excitement. “We’ll give Twilight and Velvet proper stallion parts, each of you will choose a Cadance, then all argue about which is the drone!”

“I can go for that,” Velvet’s eyes lit up. “I can cast gender-swap spells myself. Learned in college.”

“That she can,” grinned Night Light. He turned and prodded at Twilight. “This okay with you?”

“As fascinating as the puzzle might be,” Twilight said, but shook her head. “I’m not keen on sex with a changeling.”

“Oh,” Two sounded disappointed, looking back at the others and whispering. “Should I cast a spell on her?”

“Don’t forget what Mom told us!” One reminded Two.

“Oh, right, I keep forgetting,” Two nodded, turning to Twilight. “It’s your choice to refuse. I’ll just have a go at Cadance, while your family have a go with my family. You can watch them and determine which Cadance is the drone! That way you can take part without… you know… fucking a nasty bug monster disguised as your hot sister-in-law. Guess right, and you get the clue to where Luna’s fine ass is being held… and probably getting gang-banged as we speak.”

“I don’t know why I’m not just blasting you all,” sighed Twilight, not having noticed the obvious.

“Nope!” Three laughed. “Cause of this!” She held up an odd-looking piece of stone with her magic. “It’s a brick from Chrysalis’s throne and absorbs magic. Only changeling magic works in this room.”

That elicited a giggle from real-Cadance, as if her own helplessness aroused her. She seemed barely aware of the conversation other than somepony else was going to have a go at her. There was already a large puddle of fluid on the crystal beneath her, and it was only getting bigger. Even Twilight, still selectively observing their situation, couldn’t deny how much Cadance was enjoying herself.

“We’ll see about that,” Twilight said, powering her horn only to have it fizzle. “Okay, add how that works to the list of things I want to know. It’s like she’s taunting me with knowledge.”

“You good with this game, Twilly?” asked Shining. “I doubt they’ll stop us if we just take Cadance, but Cadance might be disappointed if we rescue her too early.”

“Fine,” Twilight said. “But only to prove I can solve her silly little riddle! Not because I’ll enjoy watching.”

Shining wondered if Chrysalis designed this situation to give Twilight a valid excuse to use. He wouldn’t put it past her.

Shining hung free of his sheath already; it was impossible not to with a flock of Cadances in the room. Twilight gave it a long envious look before shaking her head and attempting to maintain concentration. Poor filly; Twilight was so used to horrible things happening at big events that she had difficulty fathoming something fun happening instead.

“Fine, I’m ready,” Twilight said, backing against one wall and sitting on her haunches. She pressed her hind legs together to stifle her warmth and kept a serious look on her face, as if the well-being of the princesses hinged on her choice.

Both Night Light and Shining were now at full mast. Velvet smiled, nuzzling at Night Light’s goods with a lick, then turning and giving Shining’s a lick too. Shining blushed and grew still when his mother did so. Perhaps she was just showing pride, but it made Shining think of her in a new way.

Velvet trotted away and around the corner, still wanting to cast the gender spell on herself. Shining could see the glow of Velvet’s magic and hear her moan as her body reshaped itself. It was an impressive spell, one of the more difficult to cast, but now wasn’t the time to marvel at his mother’s fuck-spell prowess.

When Velvet came back into view with a healthy sheath swinging beneath her, Cadance-One tackled her. “Come on, sexy mama, I love me some milf!” The two kissed as Velvet returned the tackle, pinning One onto her back and pushing her hind legs apart.

Velvet’s pulsating meat slapped against the changeling’s belly and she wasted no time moving into position. She shivered and forced into the hot hole as she held One’s front hooves against the floor on either side of her. She had the evilest expression that Shining had ever seen her mother wear as she rammed balls deep, moaning together with One. It was… interesting… to see his mother like this, despite already knowing how much she enjoyed such enjoyment.

“Good luck with that,” Night laughed at One. “That mare has hips that give new meaning to the phrase perpetual motion.”

As he spoke, Three pushed Night onto his back next to Velvet. Velvet leaned down to give him a quick kiss as Three pulled herself atop him cowgirl style, rubbing herself against him. She enjoyed the touch of him shivering for a few long seconds before popping him inside and sliding all the way. They clasp their hooves together as she bounced on his rod.

As for Shining, he happily showed off to Twilight, as she had her excuse to watch them. He pinned Four to the wall next to Twilight, standing on his hind legs and lifting her off the floor as he invaded her slippery love cavern. He adjusted his angle to make sure Twilight had a good view of his shaft stretching out the wet hole. Even though she scooted away a few hooves, Twilight was still close enough to feel the wind from his hips as he pounded the changeling.

“What type?” Two asked the real Cadance, pulling her gag off just for a second.

“Mm, let’s do sea pony next,” Cadance groaned before Two re-gagged her.

Two shifted, a ridged, prehensile length appearing between her hind legs. She invaded Cadance with it, grasping her bouncy behind and ramming it home. Cadance squeaked in surprise as Two chose the higher of Cadance’s two fun holes, balls smacking Cadance’s sopping wet snatch as Two plowed her royal anus.

Soon the room filled with moans and the sounds of moist bodies smacking together. Twilight’s eyes were wide, attempting to remain medical about observing it, but she was hyperventilating all the same. As she took in every detail, she clenched her hind legs tighter together, blushing as she made the cave floor sticky.

Night and Three slid closer to Twilight too. Night eyed his blushing daughter as if checking if she was looking, or just checking her out more than usual. It made it harder for Twilight to scoot away now that she had her brother on one side and father on the other. As Night leaned toward Twilight to inhale her scent, Twilight blushed so hard that she might have been mistaken for Big Mac at a distance.

It was fun to see Twilight ‘force’ herself to watch. She took in every slap of flesh, every hip rotation, every drop of love honey shimmering on one of their pussy plungers. She clenched her jaw as if afraid she’d start drooling otherwise.

The most violent thrusts came from Velvet. She pulled One’s rump up off the cave floor, pile-driving her so hard that the floor beneath her was giving way, cracks splintering outward, One squealing beneath her. Velvet alternated, ramming One’s pussy for a dozen thrusts before switching off and ramming her tail hole for another dozen. She seemed to prefer the rear entry and settled on it as she neared her climax.

“This one might be it,” Velvet purred. “She can take a hard one from behind almost as good as your father, Twilight.”

Velvet’s moan of orgasmic bliss followed. She trembled as she packed a hot load of mare milk into One. One squealed louder, her slit convulsing as she splashed both her and Velvet with a fuck mist.

Meanwhile Night was bouncing Three high enough that Twilight was getting splashed from the impacts. Night grasped Three’s hips so firmly that he left hoof-shaped bruises right in the middle of her cutie marks. His eyes lingered on Twilight as he creamed a geyser of seed into Three, then closed his eyes as if imagining it was her.

Twilight didn’t notice Night’s ogling her. She was hypnotized by Shining’s ball sack swinging beneath Four as he pounded her against the wall, cracks forming in the smooth crystal surface like a breaking mirror. He let a blast of spunk paint Four’s insides, followed by a waterfall of both his and her climax flowing down the fleshy orbs and onto the floor.

Cadance enjoyed her own pounding as much as the others, and from the looks of it spent the entire event in full orgasm as opposed to having one. Two clenched her teeth, straining to hold herself for as long as the stallions. When she popped, she released enough fluid to add to the stream of goo already drooling onto the floor from Cadance.

All eyes went to Twilight. She stood up, the wet sound of her flesh being pulled from the wet floor giving away her mood. She leaned back against the wall and kept her legs tightly together, trying to hide the moist puddle beneath her.

For a few moments, Twilight concentrated on the question she had to answer. Her eyes lit up as the answer came to her, stifling a moan. She liked figuring out puzzles.

“Aha!” Twilight said triumphantly, pointing at Two, the one with Cadance. “It was you, the one I was least likely to observe! You thought you’d trick me by not presenting yourself as an option, but you were wrong!”

“Wow, you’re good at this! I figured it’d take you at least two guesses, or even four guesses.” Two grinned as she pulled free of Cadance. Her horn glowed, and Cadance’s bonds disappeared, leaving the princess to splat into the puddle of juice beneath her. She didn’t rise; she sprawled and licked gunk off the floor.

“I knew you… could do it Twilly… you okay, sweetie?” Shining tugged Cadance until she stood. “Can you assure Twilight that Chryssie didn’t ponynap you guys?”

“She did just that,” chuckled Cadance. “But playfully. She beat me over the head with a nerf club and dragged me off. It was pretty hilarious.”

“She beat you? Are you hurt?” Twilight said, then blinked as she belatedly registering the word ‘nerf’. “Um, never mind. Glad you had ‘fun’. Do we have another clue?”

“I am a little chafed,” admitted Cadance. “So, are these for me?” She dragged herself toward the sex toys that Shining had dropped, leaving a trail of fluid behind her.

“Yep, the clue!” Two smiled. “Last Nightmare Night the Princess of Fright took Twilight’s advice to not play nice. She got candy from foals but now needs candy for her holes.”

“I’ll leave you guys to it,” Cadance panted. “I’m worn out, so I’ll just take these dildos back to my collection and wait for you.”

“Cadance?” Twilight asked as she turned over the riddle in her head. “You’re sure you’re okay? Not having second thoughts about Chrysalis?”

“Are you kidding?” Cadance chuckled. “I’ll be disappointed if she doesn’t ponynap me again.”

“Huh,” Twilight said, not sure how to respond to that. “Whatever, I think the riddle refers to the Nightmare Moon statue where foals in Ponyville go to leave candy on Nightmare Night.”

“Want us to teleport you?” asked Four, surprisingly accommodating for an evil minion.

“May as well,” sighed Twilight.

An instant later, Shining found himself and his family inside the edge of the Everfree forest from Ponyville. Twilight tested her magic, only to sigh as it fizzled once more.

Shining looked around, but saw nothing amiss. It was just a Nightmare Moon statue, surrounded by trees, bits of stale candy still littered around it from last Nightmare Night. Plenty of cities had a statue like it.

Though most of the statues didn’t come with the sweet armor this one wore. It was a rather nice set of dark purple armor, covering her chest and most of her torso, with a shiny helmet with a hole for her horn. The armor looked enchanted though the magic was restrained by the anti-magic field. It was clear that part of this was an elaborate way for Chrysalis to get them gifts.

“Luna would cream over this armor as much as Cadance will over her dildo collection,” Shining mused.

“What’s that noise?” asked Twilight.

Shining heard it too, a strange vibrating sound. They walked around to the rear of the statue, and Twilight rolled her eyes. Sure enough, it was anatomically correct with two thick vibrators stretching out her holes. The main entry was drooling all the way to the base of the statue, and now that Shining got a better look, the large belly was noticeable on Nightmare’s lithe form.

“Oh, my Celestia, this IS Luna!” Twilight face-hoofed. “We need to help her; she must be horrified.”

“She doesn’t look horrified,” chuckled Shining. He pointed to the statues face, which looked like Cadance’s face when they found her.

“But what about your foal?” Twilight asked, feeling of Luna’s belly to find that part still soft. Again, fascination. “A stone spell that freezes selective body parts? The applications for that would be amazing; you could stone injured areas while you get them to a hospital or stone one leg to use as a shield.” She had to clench her teeth to keep herself from rattling on. “Never mind, must not get distracted.”

Night Light walked up, standing on his hind legs to read the statue and traced a hoof underneath her. “I think she’s mostly just frozen in place; she’s soft in all the places that count! I wonder if I could balance on her back and…”

“Dad it hasn’t even been five minutes,” Twilight sighed.

“You’d be surprised at how much stamina your old dad’s still got,” Night winked. “And I’m sure your brother doesn’t mind sharing his wife, right son?”

“We have to figure out how to break the spell before you do any of that,” complained Twilight.

“Hm, what’s this?” Velvet pulled something from Luna’s muzzle, kissing her as she did. It was a wadded-up piece of paper, which she looked over. “Another riddle on how to help her… it’s an obvious one.” She giggled, then read,” If you want her to move, get into the groove, only three points of thrust, will break this bust.”

“See, my answer was right!” Night Light looked victorious.

“How do we know for sure that she consents?” asked Twilight. “Her face might be frozen that way. She won’t want to… well she might, but we have no way to ask her.”

“Blink three times if you want this, dear Princess,” Velvet raised up on her hind legs and looked Luna in the face.

Luna blinked so many times that Shining lost count.

“Looks like we’re good!” Velvet smiled.

“You want to take part this time, Twilly?” Shining asked. “You can take my spot if you do. I’ve had and will have her plenty.”

“No,” sighed Twilight. She once again backed up, this time to a tree, sighing as she sat. “Sorry it’s just… it’s hard for me to think of a superior that way. You guys have fun just… have fun  efficiently. I don’t want Celestia to have to wait.”

“it’s easy for me to think of princesses that way, I call tail hole!” Night Light grinned. “Wait till the guys at work hear that I put it in it in the Moon’s moon!”

“I’ll take the hot spot,” Velvet said, moving around to the back with Night. “Pregnant mares have lovely clenching skills.”

“Guess I get the muzzle,” Shining chuckled, the looked over at Twilight. “Hey, if you change your mind, just let me know, okay?”

“I’m good,” said Twilight between clenched teeth, legs pressed together so hard that it almost cut off circulation. She held her breath intermittently to hide how heavily she breathed. All the same, she didn’t take her eyes off the scene, even if she had no non-sexy reason to watch now.

Night climbed atop Luna with the help of a push from Velvet. Velvet then wrapped her tongue about her husband’s still-wet meat and guided it to her future daughter-in-law’s rear entry. She gave his balls one last lick before he pressed inside, Luna’s posterior seen flexing despite her stilled state.

Shining mounted the other end. It was awkward to climb, but her smooth, somewhat squishy mane felt wonderful beneath him. He grasped his hind legs about her head as he pressed his throbbing erection to her lips and pushed inside her. Her neck swelled as he pushed deeper, and he shivered as he began to thrust. His eyes widened when his father leaned forward and kissed him, but slowly pressed back to return it as they both thrust inward together.

“Twilight, dear,” Velvet said once they were up there, “She’s rather tall. I don’t suppose you’d mind giving me a boost?”

Twilight nodded, blushing as she approached. She slid beneath the statue, at first on her belly, trying to splay out so that Velvet could lay atop her to reach Luna’s goods.

“Hm, can you lay on your back dear?” Velvet asked, eying her daughter. “Then wrap your legs around me to keep me steady, only if you’re comfortable of course.”

“Um, okay?” Twilight sounded unsure, but rolled onto her back, anyway.

Velvet slid beneath with her, laying with her back against Twilight’s front, wriggling her hips and making Twilight gasp at her mother’s plot grinding against her own moist slit. Twilight grasp all four legs around Velvet to hold her steady, biting her lip in an effort not to get into it. Her eyes stared upward, and for a moment she looked hypnotized again by the swing of Shining’s stallion sack.

Velvet flexed and writhed more than necessary as she grasped about Luna’s midsection, shivering as she pressed upwards into the Lunar princess’s pregnant purple pussy. Twilight blushed harshly as Velvet’s hips rolled upwards, making it impossible to ignore.

“It’s okay to get into it, sweetie,” Velvet whispered to Twilight. “We want you to enjoy yourself too.”

Though sometimes leaning over to see what the mares beneath were up to, Shining spent time sucking face with his father. He was surprised at both his own and Night’s eagerness as all three pushed into Luna together. It created a chorus of damp skin sticking and pulling apart. As Luna’s body thawed from the spell, it only got louder, and Luna’s hips twitched in return. Her head freed up too, swallowing over Shining’s shaft. Shining grinned and slid a hoof around Luna and against her belly, feeling the movements of the little one he’d put inside her.

Within minutes, their energy had already cured Luna. She remained standing, rolling her hips, wrapping her tail around Night and Velvet, and rolling her tongue out to lap at Shining’s sweet swinging sack, which both Twilight and Velvet were following with their eyes like a cat watching a swinging toy.

They could stop now, but not even Twilight said it. Instead, she continued holding her mother’s body up, now grinding her hips against her mother in return. Luna had no trouble holding up all the weight, frozen or not, though her legs shivered at the over-stimulation. She was no stranger to getting it from all ends, as most of the Royal Guard had discovered.

By the time Luna groaned in orgasmic glee, she was fully mobile, armor sticking to her flesh from her sweat, the fur that was showing glistening from the dim moon light coming through the tree branches above them. Luna moaned the best she could while gulping at Shining’s shaft and creamed a hot load of melted Moon cheese all over Velvet’s shaft.

“That’s it,” panted Velvet. “Squeeze my shaft like my son’s when he fueled that lovely grandfoal-maker of yours.”

Velvet leaned up and slurped Shining’s sack, lapping them clean of his sweat and Luna’s saliva, suckling one testicle at a time. She looked back at Twilight, winking and offering her a slurp. Twilight looked tempted, but shook her head to decline, despite her whole body shaking in need. Shining was certain that Twilight had climaxed anyway; she had just stifled the moans from it.

That and Luna’s moan sent Shining over, and he kissed Night as he packed a load down Luna’s neck. Night and Velvet exploded soon after, packing double loads of seed into the princess together. A swirl of their love drooled down to puddle at the base of the statue and flow off onto the ground.

Velvet squirmed on her moist daughter before rolling off, Shining and Night both sliding off either end. Luna, able to move now, attempted to be regal as she climbed off, but tripped and landed face-first into the dirt instead. She rolled, landing into a sitting position with hind legs splayed.

Only Twilight was left on the base, legs spread and on her back. She looked beautiful there, wet from knees to chest from arousal and licking a bit of Shining’s seed that had dribbled onto her muzzle. She took a few seconds to realize that everypony was looking at her before she jerked and rolled herself off the pedestal.

“Princess Luna, are you okay?” Twilight asked, before collapsing herself.

Shining helped Twilight up, taking a deep breath of her scent as he did. He so hoped she gave in before long. He’d have no qualms in adding her to the wedding roster if she did.

“I am quite well, Twilight Sparkle,” Luna stood, staggered as she was. “I enjoyed getting to know my new husband’s family. I understand family life to be an important part in a relationship.”

“So, what’s with the armor?” Shining asked, nuzzling Luna.

“It is a gift from our least law-abiding spouse, fashioned by the finest smiths in all of Equestria,” smiled Luna. “It is fine battle armor, but leaves enough exposed that I may still engage in ‘fun’ while protected by it.”

“So… did she ponynap you or not?” Twilight asked.

“Indeed, my dear fiancée did in fact abduct myself and our other fiancées,” Luna confirmed. “It was quite confusing and involved a beating with a strange pliable club. My sister and I were unable to defend ourselves due to being covered in toffee, which I fear was our own fault. This reminds me however: I am to provide you with the next clue prior to my departure.”

“You’re not going to help us?” Twilight asked, more confused.

“It would not be appropriate for me to interfere in our dear Chryssie’s game,” Luna explained. “Do not fear; I am certain that my sister is not enduring any permanent damage. The riddle is: ‘Is Twilight still a bore? Perhaps she should treat herself to some whore. She could take her pa and ma to the spa. Which spa is best? The one with the incest.’”

“We just had to put Chrysalis in charge of the spa industry,” Twilight grumbled.

“I have devised the answer, but shall not spoil it for you unless you ask,” said Luna, then continued when Twilight didn’t. “I shall leave you to your fun and see you at the wedding, my dear sister-in-law.”

Twilight allowed Luna to depart, either giving up on arguing or unwilling to disagree with a princess. Instead, Twilight trotted toward Ponyville, Shining and the others wobbling behind her.

“Well I’ve only been to the Ponyville spa,” Twilight sighed as she trotted. “But I’m sure that’s the one the riddle means, since it’s ran by twins.” She wasn’t ready to admit, but Shining could tell she was begrudgingly having fun.

“Incestuous twins?” Night Light asked. “Why didn’t somepony tell me last time I visited you here?”

“That’s ten pounds of hot in a five-pound bag,” Velvet commented. “Let’s go!” She looked beneath herself. “My stallion bits wore off, but I guess I’ll wait and see before recasting.”

“Speaking of bits, what gender are the incest twins?” asked Shining. Not that it’d matter to anypony in the group.

“Females,” sighed Twilight, pausing as she felt her magic return, now far enough away from the statue. “I think I can teleport now, let’s go.”

One surge of magic later, Twilight and her family appeared in front of the Ponyville spa. For the moment, it appeared as if it was business as usual.

“Ah, there you are!” Aloe was waiting for them to enter, strolling up and giving Twilight a brief hug and kiss on the cheek. She went down the line to kiss all of them, Night insisting on a deep muzzle-to-muzzle kiss. Aloe didn’t mind.

“We were expected?” Twilight asked, returning the hug as platonically as she could.

“Not to worry about being late,” Aloe smiled. “Madame Chrysalis has informed us you may have me and my sister for as long as you wish at no charge, as the cost will be paid from the royal treasury.” Their tax dollars at work. “I must say, I’m quite excited that you have finally decided to indulge in our more sensual services, Miss Twilight. And with your family as well! It is pleasing to see that you share some of my own… interests.”

“Do you have any idea what is going on?” Twilight asked. Aloe probably didn’t; she didn’t seem the type to help ponynap or prank royalty.

“This way, Miss,” Aloe turned and strutted. “Ah yes, me and my sister have been informed of the fantasy you wished to embark upon. No need for embarrassment, it is hardly the most unusual fantasy we have catered to.”

Twilight sighed and followed Aloe, her parents and Shining following behind her. Velvet had her eyes locked onto Aloe’s behind, though Night had his eyes on Twilight’s plot, as did Shining. Twilight looked mortified that her arousal was so apparent, and stepped aside to let them walk ahead of her. Shining smirked and hiked up his tail so Twilight could see what she wanted while back there.

“There they are!” Lotus smiled as they entered one of the spa rooms. “The Princess and Madame have been waiting for you.”

“Which was which again?” Aloe asked.

“I lost track, so sorry,” Lotus smiled and gave her sister a brief but tongue-filled kiss.

They referred to the two Celestias in the room, but Shining was certain which was which. Only one of them was bound, hanging in the fashion Cadance had so enjoyed She looked more cross than Cadance however, eyeing the other Celestia with annoyance as if plotting lewd revenge. Shining wasn’t worried; Celestia was usually more annoyed with herself for wanting it so bad than with the one giving it to her.

Regardless, Celestia couldn’t verbalize said annoyance. Since she was double-gagged. First, she had on a ball gag with a hole through the center to allow penetration, then a vibrating dong shoved through that into her muzzle, tape holding it so she couldn’t spit it out Her other end was also in use, buzzing vibrators in both rear entries, also taped over to keep them as deep as possible. Given the stretch, Shining was certain she had several magical dildos in each of those holes.

The evil-Celestia was eating a stack of pancakes using Celestia’s wide plot as a plate. She’d even made a happy face on top of the pancakes with fruit and whipped cream, but that was destroyed as she bit into them, licking cream and syrup from Celestia’s body.

Shining looked about for what Celestia’s gift was, then spotted it tossed into one corner. An exotic dessert recipe book; well that was something Celestia would love as much as Luna loved armor and Cadance loved sex toys.

Twilight galloped to them, but realized that the two were under a dome force field when she ran flat into it and stumbled back. She powered up her horn to check, but again her magic fizzled.

“I have to figure out how that works!” Twilight said, then peered at the spa twins. “I’m a bit surprised you two would be involved in a princess-napping.”

“Oh um, I do not understand, Miss Twilight,” Aloe looked confused.

“No, no,” Lotus reminded Aloe. “Remember? It is how do they say, the ‘role playing’.”

“Ah of course!” Aloe looked relieved. “Forgive me.” She cleared her throat, trying to get ‘into character’, badly. “Aha! Um. You shall never stop us now!” It was hard for her to sound evil with that sultry voice and sexy accent, but she did her best.

“That’s right,” Evil-Celestia said, speaking around the riding crop in her muzzle as she smacked the bound Celestia’s flank with it, the half-eaten pancakes still atop her. “The only weakness of this shield… is incest.”

“I take it that it will take more than just the spa hotties making out to break it,” chuckled Shining. By his wedding night, he’d be too exhausted to do anything. Not that that will stop them.

“Yes indeed!” Lotus did as bad a job at sounding evil as Aloe. “Even if you overpowered us and made us a commit such perverse acts with one another, it would not be enough.”

“Oh my,” Velvet smiled. “I am prepared to make this sacrifice with my dear son, if it means freeing the Princess.” She strutted up to Shining. “You think you can satisfy the hole that squeezed you out, sweetheart?”

“Whoa,” Shining blushed bright red, but grinned and nodded all the same. “Only one way to find out.” He’d rather have his sister, but his mother and Twilight were half the same pony, so it’d do.

“So?” Night Light turned to Twilight. “I’m ready to see how you compare to Mommy Twilight, I’m really hoping you’re up for it.”

“I… what?” Twilight stared at her father, blushing so hard she looked ready to pass out. “I can’t do… I’m um… sorry Daddy. I’m not really… not like this.”

“Ah,” Night Light said, disappointed. “Well, you don’t have to of course.”

“I told you, Celestia,” Evil-Celestia prodded Celestia with the riding crop, looking smug as she spread more whipped cream onto Celestia.

“Ah, you are not feeling well?” Aloe asked Twilight. “That is too bad. It’s fine, perhaps we can do the incest fantasy with the two of you another time when you feel better. I’m sure there is another way we can involve Mister Night?”

“Oh dear,” said Lotus, doing more to stay ‘in character’ even if still not convincing. “My sister, what if he forces himself upon us while making us do questionable things to one another!?”

“May as well!” Night grinned at them. He patted Twilight’s mane. “You want to step out and us call you back in?”

“No, I’ll stay,” said Twilight. “I want to see what Celestia says as soon as possible.”

Having come up with another valid excuse, Twilight backed herself to the wall and sat. She bit her lip and whimpered. She wanted it, but her lust hadn’t overpowered her ego when it came to Chrysalis watching.

Velvet put a hoof on Shining’s face and turned him back toward her, staring him down with the motherliest rape-face ever. Meanwhile, Night cornered the giggling spa twins.

“Time for you to taste some older mare. Like a real older mare, not some eternally young goddess,” Velvet purred as she trotted up and licked Shining’s face, tail hiked in the air. She added at a whisper. “You can imagine I’m your sister if you want.”

“I’m more than okay with you being you,” panted Shining, though he had to strain not to look at Twilight again.

Shining kissed her, engaging in a playful tongue-fight as he pushed her back into the spa tub in the middle of the room. Once inside, he pushed her onto her back along the edge, his mother giggling like a school filly as he pinned her. He pulled close, her slit even hotter than the warm bubbly water that now surrounded him.

He slid his hooves down her body as she squirmed against him, feeling up the breasts he had once nursed before pushing his tip against the slit beneath them. They moaned together as wet flesh surrounded his shaft again, not ceasing until his body smacked hers beneath the water.

The spa twins continued to giggle as Night herded them into the water as well. The token resistance they gave wasn’t very much, but he didn’t mind. He pushed Aloe against the side of the tug right next to Velvet, then shoved Lotus atop her so they were belly-to-belly on the edge of the tub.

“That’s some good fillies,” panted Night as he mounted up on Lotus and pressed her closer to Aloe. “Show an old stallion some hot lez-cest while he plows your hot little plots.”

“Alas, you fiend, forcing us into such deplorable acts!” Lotus exclaimed, but seconds later was sucking face with her sister.

The twins explored each other’s bodies with their hooves, not that they weren’t already familiar with one another. They ground their bodies together and against Night’s pulsating shaft.

Night watched the mares make out with a giant grin, pushing himself between them, both slits sliding against his shaft at once. He relaxed for a moment, then grabbed hold of Lotus’s behind and rammed hard into her slit. Her hind legs splayed and Aloe licked the roof of her muzzle when she opened it to moan.

A few seconds of violent pounding later, Night withdrew and rammed it into Aloe instead, who squealed just as eagerly. Night leaned forward and slurped at each of their muzzles, engaging in a hot three-way kiss with them. Yet even when engaged in a hot threesome with exotic twins, Night’s eyes glanced back to Twilight as if to check if she might have had a change of heart.

“Twilight, dear,” evil-Celestia said as she lapped another bit of syrup off of Celestia. “You’re pent up; nopony here will think less of you because you banged your father this one time.”

“I don’t think I can enjoy myself with you watching,” said Twilight. “Much less when you have Celestia bound like that. She looks… a lot more annoyed than Cadance and Luna did.”

“Oh, trust me, Celestia is having plenty of fun,” chuckled Evil-Celestia, though in the process blushed. She seemed a good deal shyer, and less severe, about antagonizing Twilight than she usually was. “You want pancakes, at least? I made them myself.”

“I’m still not sure this is all innocent,” said Twilight, peering. “You could still be up to something.”

“Conquering Equestria?” Evil-Celestia asked. “You know, if I let the princesses go, then I’ve proven I can take over Equestria on a whim, but don’t want to. Did you consider that?”

Twilight didn’t answer. At first Shining thought she was fuming, but glanced at her and realized that she’d been hypnotized again by the sight of his hips sloshing the water while he nailed their mother. She even drooled from one corner of her muzzle.

“Hmm,” Evil-Celestia smiled. “Looks like she’s considering something else.”

Shining gave her a show, taking long strokes, thumping Velvet’s hips against the tub as he rammed her. He flexed as Velvet grabbed at his behind and ran her tongue all over his face. She clamped his shaft with such power that he could barely move his hips, pushing at his dick like she pushed him out.

“Fuck yes, Mama made herself a stud!” Velvet groaned. “It’s no wonder every princess in Equestria wants to ride your monster. Mmph… Mommy’s gonna cum so hard on her colt’s cock.”

Finally her words devolved into moans and her tunnel convulsed around him. Her thrusting became erratic as she shook, clinging to him with all fours and screaming. He erupted a fountain of spunk inside her, repaying her womb in full for squeezing him out. He didn’t stop, packing it in, made all the more intense by his sister still drooling at his flexing bottom.

Meanwhile, Night Light was having a blast himself with the twins. He had worked into a motion, ramming one hole then the next. First, he shoved it into Lotus’s taut tail hole, followed by her clenching cunt, the onward to Aloe’s sweet snatch and heavenly behind, then back again.

“How can you be so easy to enter yet so tight inside,” groaned Night. “That’s it, just keep making out, we’ll see which hole gets the load I was saving for my daughter.” He glanced back to Twilight, “Unless she wants to cum get it?”

Twilight whimpered, curling up against the wall and shivering to restrain herself.

Night Light gave the twins another deep kiss before going off. Rather than gracing one of their holes, he pulled them apart, instead blasting his load between their bellies, raining his seed over their breasts and up over their chest. Both twins opened wide, leaning in to catch what cream they could with their muzzles.

“Oh goodness no,” Evil-Celestia chuckled. “Our plans have been foiled.” She then blushed sharply as she looked over at Twilight. “I guess you’ve saved me, my faithful student.”

“You’re not Celestia,” Twilight said between clenched teeth.

Then in a flash of changeling magic, Celestia, the bound Celestia, turned into Chrysalis. She waggled her eye ridges at Twilight, then tried an evil laugh, though ended up in a gagging fit instead. She used her telekinesis to pull the tape/vibrator/gag from her muzzle and gave the laughing another go.

“Okay, I should have figured that out,” Shining chuckled. He tried to stand, but Velvet pulled him back close to her and licked his face again.

“Just so we’re clear,” Chrysalis said as she used her magic to unbind the rest of her body. “I did overpower Celestia and bring her here. But she wasn’t in the mood to take it, so I offered to take it instead. Isn’t compromise swell? Before, changeling compromise consisted more of attacking the other party.” The force field that had been surrounding them dropped, and Chrysalis strutted up to Twilight, the vibrators in her other two holes still buzzing away. “Well? I’m waiting.”

“I... what?” Twilight stammered. Her blush lessened, the sudden confusion distracting her from Shining’s hot plot. “What are you waiting for?”

“An apology.” Chrysalis never looked smugger.

Twilight took a few long seconds to get it out, but complied through clenched teeth, “I’m sorry.” She looked like she felt marginally better after and added, “I can see you tried to make things… fun for me too.”

“I forgive you,” smiled Chrysalis, tracing a hoof along Twilight’s jaw line and surprising her with a kiss before taking a few steps back. She turned toward the door and strutted out the exit. “For once I get to say that to somepony else instead of them saying it to me.”

“Well,” Evil-Celestia, apparently the real Celestia, cleared her throat, and picked up the cook book. “Now that that’s over, I’d like to go show this book to Applejack and PInkie. There are a few recipes I hope to include in tomorrow’s festivities.” She said as an aside to Twilight, still blushing. “I’m proud of you Twilight, for coming for me too, even if it wasn’t as dire as you believed.”

“Phew,” Night Light groaned. “Well that was all very educational. Expect to see me back here, fillies.” He winged to the spa ponies as he stood, who giggled in response.

“We have to do this again sometime,” Velvet said as she released Shining so he could stand. “Just don’t expect me to marry you. It wouldn’t be as kinky that way.”

“I’m good with this.” Shining panted, then looked to Twilight. “You okay, Twilly? Ready to head back to the palace? I can teleport us if you’re… distracted.”

“I guess,” sighed Twilight, turning toward the door and heading out herself. “I need… some time alone once we get back.”

Shining wanted to offer to help her with that alone time, but maybe not now. Twilight would need time for her hero-complex to heal after coming to terms with Chrysalis not being 100% evil.

And it wasn’t just Twilight that had made progress. Chrysalis had made her game less antagonizing than Shining expected. Maybe the two would get along after all.
> 6.9 Twilight Resolves her Daddy Issues
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Even now, Twilight’s mind searched for some reason that this was part of Chrysalis’ evil plan, but she found none. Chrysalis had proven that she was nicer than Twilight thought and that she could conquer Equestria on a whim in the same night. That was a feat that Twilight never expected to witness.

Twilight couldn’t stay enemies with her brother’s new wife, but being friends with her wouldn’t be easy. It’d be even harder than it was with Discord, since he was only banging one of Twilight’s friends, not marrying a family member… and a mentor.

Twilight just wanted to get to her room. She was so pent up now that she was leaving a drippy trail behind her. Night had been nice enough to escort her back to her room in the palace, but she could sense his eyes on her plot as he insisted on walking behind her.

“Um, Twilight, dear,” Night said from behind her as they headed up the staircase in the tower she was staying in. “I think there’s something I should tell you.”

“Apparently there’s a lot I need told,” sighed Twilight, but smiled back at him all the same. “Sorry. Is there something else I need to learn tonight?”

“Well,” Night chuckled awkwardly. “It may or may not have been my idea… this whole thing.”

Twilight stopped and turned to stare at her father.

“Well I meant it to be purely playful,” Night backtracked. “But the idea came from some comments I made to Princess Chrysalis.”

“Please don’t call her that, yet at least,” grumbled Twilight, but luckily for Night, she was more amused than angry. “What comments were those?”

“How I’d like some time with you,” Night blushed. She’d never seen him blush at all. “The idea may have been to get you riled up so that you’d be willing to… spend some erotic time with your old stallion. Creepy… I know.”

Twilight stared at him. Thinking back on how he’d been eyeing her the whole time, it shouldn’t have surprised her. Night cleared his throat when she didn’t answer, taking an awkward step backward.

“It’s not… creepy,” shrugged Twilight. “Sorry I disappointed you. It was just a bit much, in front of everypony.”

“Well, we wouldn’t be in front of anypony if we did it now,” Night grinned, then took another step back when she didn’t answer.

Twilight closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She was definitely pent because she wanted nothing more than to tackle her father onto the floor right here in the stairwell.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” Night Light patted her cheek, then turned to head off. “I’ll leave you be.”

He didn’t even get to turn all the way around before Twilight’s horn glowed, grabbing him by one hind leg and dragging him back to her. She licked her lips as she flipped him over roughly, letting him fall back-down onto the floor. Sure, she didn’t need to rough him up, but she knew he’d love it.

“Sweet Celestia’s heavenly cunt honey, yes,” Night almost squealed. “You are so like your mother… this is almost just like when she conceived you… well not exactly… it was under a table in a library, not in a castle stairwell, but she flipped my plot over just like you did!”

“Less stories, more fucking,” Twilight panted, far too riled up for that. It figured she was made in a library though.

Twilight yanked his legs apart, placing her nose against his ball sack and licking across his sheath. He was already hard, so she ran it in loops around his shaft. It could have been her hormone-drenched blood talking, but she had never tasted anything so delicious. She slid up his body, lapping all the way across his belly up to his neck before settling her drooling slit against the throbbing member that had one bucked her into existence.

Twilight moved as fast as she could before she lost her nerve, pushing his blunt tip against her tight entrance and sitting hard. She moaned loud enough to echo through the stairwell as he stretched her out, lips gliding over his warm flesh, popping over his thick ridge, and smacking his belly as his daughter forced him balls deep inside her. It was the closest thing to Shining’s cock she’d ever had in her, so she couldn’t help but wonder how similar it felt.

“Don’t dare get off until I’m done,” Twilight groaned as she bounced atop him, a puddle of her cream already wetting his belly.

“Yes ma’am!” Night grinned, loving every bit of his daughter’s aggressiveness. “Believe me, Daddy knows his place!”

All the same, he didn’t sound confident in his ability to do so with the convulsions rocking over him from her insanely aroused tunnel. He couldn’t get off faster than Twilight though, given that she popped in a few thrusts. Her bliss flooded over him onto the floor, but she still wasn’t done, continuing to slam her body down even as her sensitivity rose.

Twilight growled as she leaned down and kissed Night, grasping their forelegs together and pulling closer. They explored each other’s muzzles and coated each other’s faces in slobber as they continued to make out. Both their groans rattled the stairwell, neither holding back because anypony in the castle might hear them. It wasn’t like this sort of activity wasn’t the norm in Canterlot Castle now. Even the incest part was getting pretty mundane.

“I can’t hold it much longer…” Night panted. His shaft pulsed so violently that she felt like it might explode, already coating her tunnel with a coat of pre. “Please tell me you’re not on foal control.”

“I’m not on foal control,” confirmed Twilight, but then her eyes widened. “Shit! I’m not on foal control!”

Twilight’s horn glowed as she cast a spell on herself to keep her from giving birth to her own sibling, assuming nothing had already gotten through. It wasn’t that the idea of bearing her father’s foal was offensive in her current mood, and more that she’d rather give birth to her own nibling with Shining. Wait, did she really just think that?

 “Guess I shouldn’t have asked…” Night groaned, but still went off so hard that he blacked out for a moment. He shivered violently in a seizure of pleasure as he blasted Twilight full of warmth until her belly swelled with his seed.

Twilight kept rolling her hips, feeling his daddy’s spunk sloshing around inside her, and soon creamed herself again as well. She squealed as she added to the puddle of juice that was now dribbling down the stairs next to them.

As she came down from her sudden sex high, Night took her head gently in both front hooves and kissed her once more gently on the muzzle.

“I hope you know how much I love you, sweetheart,” Night panted.

“I love you too, Daddy,” Twilight smiled.

“Aw… that’s so sweet!” a familiar voice spoke.

“That’s the same gift I gave for last Father’s Day!” a nearly exact voice responded.

Twilight jerked, looking around to find that their noise had earned them an audience, to the tune of half a dozen changelings, several palace guards, and two Pinkie Pies, who were passing a bag of popcorn back and forth. It was the Pinkies that had spoken, though Twilight had no idea which was Pinkie and which was Pinkie’s favorite changeling.

Twilight was out of energy for screaming, so she just sighed, “Pinkie…” She smiled, standing up on wobbling legs as her father’s schlong slurped out of her drooling slit, and blushed as she made her way back to her room.

Tomorrow would be long, but at least Twilight knew it wouldn’t be a complete disaster now.
> 7.0 Celestia Trades Twilight in on a Newer Model
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Celestia waited.

She did that often with Twilight. Plenty of ponies had asked why Celestia wasn’t there at vital times, but Twilight needed to do her own thing if she was to earn her place.

Besides, it could be fun to sit back and watch.

Here, Twilight’s own thing had been amusing to spectate. Celestia couldn’t help but smirk as Twilight butchered her friends’ cutie marks and had to switch them back around. Though that one sad song was a downer.

Oh, but wait, Twilight was about to cast the corrected spell, and that meant she would soon arrive in Celestia’s realm. Celestia put her popcorn away, hid the video feeds so she could whip them out during a song, and strolled off into the mist so she could enter in mystical fashion upon Twilight’s arrival.

“What’cha doin’?” Celestia’s voice asked from behind Celestia.

“Oh, for the love of me,” Celestia sighed, turning around to face the duplicate of herself. “Chrysalis, how did you get here? This is my realm; no amount of changeling treachery would grant you entry.”

“There is nothing changeling treachery can’t manage, thank you very much,” Chrysalis smirked. “If you must know, Luna told me how to open a gate to it.”

“My sister told you that,” Celestia was incredulous. “Without you doing anything to her that would cause me to commit acts of domestic violence against you, dear wife?”

“I only wish you would; I like it rough,” smirked Chrysalis. “Again, if you must know, it may have involved a bet. Which may be why your entire honor guard was exhausted and/or pregnant yesterday morning.”

“How did you know I’d be here?” Celestia demanded. “You weren’t privy to this.”

“I’ve known about your plans for Twilight since before I impregnated your hot plot,” Chrysalis laughed. “I convinced Luna I was you for just long enough to get the information. She’ll be properly thanked later for letting me to surprise you.”

“Chrysalis,” Celestia sighed, “You will depart immediately, this moment is between me and…“

“What’s going on?” Cadance strutted out from behind Chrysalis.

“I’m bugging our mutual legal obligation,” Chrysalis informed Cadance.

“And now you’re here too,” Celestia sighed. She wasn’t as annoyed at Cadance’s presence. She knew of this place since Celestia had dragged her here for her own promotion. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I’m here to protect my wife from my other wife’s treachery,” smirked Cadance.

“It’s so sweet of you to show up to protect me from the Big Bad Sun Butt’s treachery,” smiled Chrysalis.

“Is that so?” asked Celestia, trying to not be amused and failing. “So why do I think you’re here to ensure that the treachery is adequately treacherous?” She glanced around. “Is Luna here too? Shining?”

“We’re using that word a lot,” Chrysalis commented. “it’s a fun word. Treeeeacherous.”

“No,” chuckled Cadance. “Shining was too shy to interfere with his dear little sister, so Luna promised to keep him company.”

“Is she going to restrict her ‘company keeping’ to a non-public location at least?” asked Celestia.

“That depends,” Cadance laughed. “Do you consider the Night Guard barracks to be a public place?”

“Hello?” Twilight’s voice echoed from behind Celestia, “Where am I? What is this place?”

“Oh ho!” Chrysalis giggled, then hopped out in front of Twilight as Celestia. “Congratulations, Twilight, you’re dead!”

“What?!” Twilight shrieked, but then peered. "Please tell me this whole thing wasn't another Chryssie prank." Calling her Chryssie was an improvement at least.

“Chrysalis!” Celestia stomped out next to Chrysalis, far less regal than she had intended her entrance to be. “I told you that this is a moment between me and Twilight! Also Twilight no, this was not a prank.”

“Yes, a special moment between you and the pony you arranged to have imploded,” snorted Chrysalis-Celestia, flashing back into her true form. “Why don’t you ever have me murdered by my friends? Don’t you love me?”

“That is not what’s going on!” Celestia said."Now stop it before Twilight ends up needing therapy."

“But she doesn’t have a physical body until you give her the new one,” Chrysalis pointed out. “So she is technically dead.”

“Am I dead or not?” Twilight sounded more annoyed at not knowing than scared.

“Oh, you won’t be for long,” Chrysalis assured.

“Chrysalis….” Celestia glared at her, then turned to Twilight, placing a hoof on her shoulder. “You’re fine, Twilight, I give you my word.”

“And my word, Twilight,” Cadance walked around to Twilight’s other side. 

Twilight looked between them all, as if pondering the probability that they were all changelings.

“Fine!” Chrysalis grumbled, “You do your thing. I’ll stay out of the way. You won’t even realize I’m here.”

Chrysalis was lying. Celestia always knew when Chrysalis was lying by the fact that she was speaking. Still, Celestia stepped over to Twilight, calming her with a gentle hug.

“I don’t understand,” Twilight returned the hug, “Are my friends okay? Am I being judged? Will spilling tea on that rare magic scroll count against me?”

“They’re fine,” assured Celestia. “And you’re fine. Please calm down, no judgement today.”

“Or more likely,” Chrysalis interjected, “They’re thinking up alibis for when Celestia comes to investigate your sudden disappearance. Hm, maybe I should pretend to… I’ll be right back…”

“You will stay where you are!” Celestia snapped at Chrysalis.

“I thought you wanted me to leave!” snorted Chrysalis.

“I am so confused,” sighed Twilight.

“Be. Quiet,” Celestia sighed at Chrysalis, looking to Cadance. “Could you keep her busy, dear?”

“I’m all over it,” Cadance narrowed her eyes.

Cadance strolled over to Chrysalis, who narrowed her eyes right back. If Celestia didn’t know better, she’d have thought they were about to have a fight to the death. Instead, Cadance tackled Chrysalis to the ground, the changeling giggling like the mad bug she was. Celestia sighed as the two kissed, making as much noise as possible.

Celestia forced her smile to return, trying not to look over at her lovey and bug waifus grinding on one another a couple hooves away. She spoke to Twilight, “Congratulations, Twilight, I knew you could do it.”

“Princess, I don’t understand,” said Twilight. She took a few wary steps away from where her favorite-sister-in-law and arch-nemesis-sister-in-law were kissing and scissoring. “What did I do?”

“You did something today that’s never been done before,” Celestia said, eye twitching at the wet noises before casting a bubble of silence over her wives. “Something even a great unicorn like Star Swirl the Bearded was not able to do, because he did not understand friendship like you. The lessons you’ve learned here in Ponyville have taught you well. You have proven that you’re ready, Twilight.”

“Ready? Ready for what?” Twilight asked, trying hard to stay focused on Celestia and not Chrysalis.

The bubble of silence didn’t solve things for long. Chrysalis grabbed one of Celestia’s hind hooves, dragging it into the bubble and licking it seductively with her disturbingly long tongue, giving Celestia her best bedroom eyes as she did so. Cadance then grabbed the leg too, licking up its length, gliding her tongue up to Celestia’s knee and further north toward her inevitable target.

Also, music played from nowhere. That happened a lot with Twilight, so it was probably the least surprising thing to happen to her since she’d been here. Celestia figured she’d get in a random song out of nowhere for once, that it’d be a nice easy way to explain things, but the amorous licking of her hoof and leg were complicating things.

Oh, and the projection screens; time to pull those out too. Luckily that spell didn’t take much concentration, at least while in her own realm, and the screens flew past them one at a time, showing many events of Twilight’s past.

“You’ve come such a long, long way,” Celestia sang, voice quivering as Cadance got closer and closer. Cadance ran her tongue around Celestia’s slit, avoiding direct touching as Celestia continued to sing. “And I’ve watched you from that very first day.”

“Creepy, right?” Chrysalis said, leaving Celestia to Cadance and moving to Twilight instead. Twilight backed away, but Chrysalis was so swift that Twilight backed into Chrysalis’s face when she skittered around Twilight. “She even watched you when you were banging your Dad. And when you were fucking for science.”

“To see how you might—Chrysalis, not without her permission,” Celestia broke off her music, the tune screeching to a halt.  “And I absolutely did not watch you during any such thing!” Though she couldn’t deny that she would have, had she known when it was happening. Even Celestia’s decency had limits.

“How did you know about the science thing?” Twilight looked at Celestia, somewhat wide-eyed, having fallen victim to one of Chrysalis’ ‘good guesses’. It wasn’t a hard guess to make, to be fair.

“I’m not doing anything without her permission,” Chrysalis defended herself, even as she placed each of her hooves onto each of Twilight’s flanks, rubbing at her cutie marks. “It’s just a bum massage, nothing personal. That’s something friends do, right? I haven’t even licked her. Yet.” She was still close enough for Twilight to feel her breath against her slit though.

“Chrysalis,” Twilight said, twitching, but trailing off. She seemed to be having an internal conflict as to whether she should lean away or against Chrysalis.

“Ch- oh yes…“ Celestia did her best, but the silky smoothness of Cadance’s tongue touching her pussy after so much build up was too much, and instead she rolled her eyes back and shivered. Cadance grasped her behind, pushing her muzzle firmly to grind her chin against Celestia’s clit and drag her tongue along her inner walls.

“Oh, you taste like our very busy husband,” Cadence said between slurps. “Have a quickie with him this morning too, did you?”

“Twilight,” Chrysalis whispered in true succubus fashion. As Twilight looked back at her, Chrysalis rolled out her tongue along Twilight’s back, reaching it all the way from the base of her tail to between her shoulders. She then slurped it back up like a thick noodle. “You can’t say you don’t want that inside you. Come on, Twilight. Let’s munch and make up.”

“I don't know,” Twilight chewed her lip. It was obvious that she didn’t want to pass up a chance at that tongue, but her pride was getting in the way still. There was a big step between admitting that Chrysalis wasn’t as evil as she thought and having sex with her.

“Come on, we can say it doesn’t count,” offered Chrysalis. “I mean, you’re not even alive right now, and you’re about to get a fresh new virgin body, anyway. Live a little.”

“You’re not making sense,” Twilight stammered, then added between clenched teeth. “Fine… but don’t you tell a soul.”

“I promise,” Chrysalis slid her nose beneath Twilight’s tail, rubbing it teasingly along Twilight’s cunny. For a moment, she held it there, letting Twilight’s honey drool down her chin.

“You’re lying, aren’t you,” Twilight said, a statement rather than a question.

“Yes,” Chrysalis admitted. “But nopony you like will believe me over you if you were to deny it. Does that mean I should stop?”

“Maybe?” Twilight stammered, but already suffered from the rush that mortals got their first time in an ethereal realm. “Oh Celestia, I’m going to hate myself for this… but no. Don’t stop.”

Chrysalis unrolled her tongue again, but this time inside Twilight. Twilight’s eyes grew large as Chrysalis pushed it deeper than anything had ever been inside the relatively innocent unicorn. The affectionate bug monster was likely coiling her tongue about and tickling Twilight’s cervix, not likely something anypony had done for the young unicorn before.

“I win,” said Chrysalis between long laps. “So can’t wait to tell Shining all about this.”

“I’ll vouch for your victory,” said Cadance between her own laps.

“You won’t need to,” whimpered Twilight. “I don’t think I’ll deny it…” Finding out they'd made a bet about her was too unsurprising to be offensive.

Cadance hadn’t stopped, and Celestia had given up on shying away from her excellent tongue work. It was stunning how Cadance managed such exquisite cunnilingus with a normal-length tongue, but she was the Princess of Love after all.

Celestia spread her hind legs, bracing herself against her front hooves as Cadance swirled her tongue about Celestia’s insides, massaging every curve and crevice within. Her hooves massaged Celestia’s well-padded flanks, then underneath at her breasts, swollen from her rather obvious pregnancy. Cadance smushed the breasts about, then felt further and purred at the bulge from the sweet little bug monsters inside.

As Celestia’s juice drooled down Cadance’s front, Celestia herself was left staring at Twilight. Both tried hard not to appear to be into it, and both failed, soon panting and moaning, watching each other’s intense blush.

The blushes got more intense when they realized that Cadance and Chrysalis were coaxing them closer.  Eventually their faces were only a hoof distant, each’s warm breath on the other’s face. Both mares had their hind legs spread and braced, leaning back hard against their fun-partners as if to resist getting closer. At the same time, Celestia leaned down and Twilight leaned up to close the height difference, eyes locked.

“Oh, you two sillies,” Cadance said between licks. “I’ve seen how you look at each other, go ahead and enjoy one another’s company. I won’t tell on you, and nopony will believe Chrysalis when she does.”

“Mm, fuck you, dear,” Chrysalis moaned between laps herself.

Both Cadance and Chrysalis gave them each a shove, and an especially deep lick. Celestia’s and Twilight’s moaning faces pressed together, and for a moment, they stared into each other’s drunk eyes.

“Boop!” commented Chrysalis.

“It’s okay if I…?” Twilight half-stammered, half-moaned.

“Of course,” Celestia did much the same.

The two leaned into each other, tilting their heads and kissing. Twilight looked taken off-guard at how eager Celestia’s tongue dove into her muzzle. She tried awkwardly to reciprocate, but it was obvious that the mare hadn’t kissed another mare before.

Though expecting Twilight to keep up with a mare a hundred times her age wouldn’t be fair. Celestia was robbing the cradle more than usual.

Twilight must have had thoughts about Celestia before, because once she got into it, she was like a shark tasting blood. Soon she more than made up for her lack of experience through sheer eagerness. Though Celestia wondered if it was eagerness for herself, or eagerness to kiss the lips that had kissed Shining in lewd places. Probably both.

Celestia cradled Twilight’s head in one hoof, continuing to slurp on her tongue and face. Twilight moaned, pulling Celestia closer as they both sat up on their haunches. The sudden violence of their making out didn’t go unnoticed by the others.

“Oh ho,” Chrysalis purred, withdrawing her tongue from Twilight’s sopping wet cunt. “Look at them go.”

“Goodness, they had it worse than I thought.” Cadance pulled away from Celestia. “I’m not sure they even realize we’re here anymore.”

Celestia heard their conversation, but Twilight didn’t seem to; all she noticed was Celestia. Celestia stood on her hind legs against her, leaning down to cling to her with all fours. Celestia’s slit grinding against Twilight’s tits, and Celestia's tail slipped beneath Twilight to rub her as well.

Chrysalis and Cadance pulled one another closer again, enjoying a more casual snuggle and leaving the teacher to give her student a graduation fuck. They kissed, exchanging Celestia’s and Twilight’s flavors, each sliding a hoof between the other’s haunches and rubbing, but were still watching the show. Chrysalis smirked as her horn glowed. Celestia hoped she wasn’t recording this, but was too into it to herself stop the changeling’s shenanigans.

“So gonna show this to Shiney,” Chrysalis whispered to Cadance. “Then turn into Twilight and pounce his horny plot.”

“So gonna help you sate his boner after you do,” smiled Cadance in return.

Celestia was so gonna’ help too, but it wasn’t the best time to say it out loud.

“I love you, Celestia,” Twilight whispered between smacks, causing Celestia’s blush to return in full force just as it was fading. “I’ve had a crush on you since I was a filly, since before I was your student.”

Twilight pulled Celestia against her, leaning back onto the ground, and Celestia followed her down. They shared another deep kiss, and Celestia lay her swollen belly against Twilight’s. She arched her back and leaned down, pressing her slit against Twilight’s, awkwardly due to the size difference. Twilight looked creeped out when she felt the grubby movement writhing within Celestia’s gut, but slowly relaxed again.

“D-do you love me?” asked Twilight. Her eyes sparkled, innocent hope beaming out at Celestia.

Had Celestia said no, Twilight might have cried, but Celestia definitely felt something. She usually did for her protégé’s, as much as she suppressed it. It was a relief to let it out.

“I love you too, Twilight,” Celestia smiled. “Truly. I’m glad we got to share this with you.”

“I’m jealous,” commented Chrysalis loudly.

“Shut up, Chryssie,” Twilight moaned before kissing Celestia again.

 “Oh ho,” Chrysalis chuckled. “Is somepony relishing banging my wife in front of me? Oh well, I’m sure I’ll feel better when I go home and plow your brother.”

“Don’t be jealous, Chryssie,” Cadance booped Chrysalis’ nose with the moist hoof that had just been rubbing at the changeling’s slit. “Twilight will warm up to you. Her letting you ram your tongue inside was a big step, hm?”

“You know me so well,” giggled Chrysalis, lapping the hoof.

“If you want,” Twilight whispered to Celestia, trying to pull her own attention away from the peanut gallery beside them. “You could sit on my face. I wouldn’t mind.”

“Only if I get to return the favor,” smiled Celestia.

Celestia stood up, turning herself around. Twilight’s eyes locked onto her slit, already warmed up by Cadance. She stared at it like it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen when Celestia lowered it onto her face. Twilight took hold of Celestia’s flanks, rubbing her whole face against her moist plot like Pinkie with a chocolate cake. She smeared her mentor’s delicious honey all over her, moaning in utter delight as she did so.

Celestia shivered at Twilight’s face getting painted in a layer of her love slime and seated herself on said face. She grasped Twilight’s own plot with her own front hooves. Twilight splayed her hind legs, rolling her hips in anticipation. Twilight moaned again against Celestia’s slit as Celestia ran a testing tongue along Twilight’s. She tasted so young and fresh, used so much less often than she deserved.

“Is this your first with a mare, sweetie?” Cadance asked Twilight. Twilight nodded her head and blushed intensely again, but sure as Tartarus didn’t slow down. Cadance giggled. ”So sweet.”

“It’s her second time with a mare,” Chrysalis corrected both of them. “I trained her well, because you wouldn’t know it to watch her. That mare can dyke it out with the best of us.” Twilight wouldn’t appreciate it, but a changeling queen complimenting one’s sexual prowess was quite the honor. “So fucking delicious.”

Twilight slid her hooves over Celestia’s body, or at least the part of the thick plot that her short mortal legs could reach. She massaged at her breasts, enjoying how the spongy flesh gave to the pressure, and lapped more deeply. Twilight pulled Celestia down against her, pushing her muzzle into the clenching lips until she was eye-deep inside. She didn’t seem to mind getting juice in her eyes, lapping all the more.

Celestia ceased to hold herself from climaxing, letting it all go for her faithful student, soon to be faithful equal. She pushed against Twilight’s soft purple pussy, spreading her with her hooves and popping her muzzle into her as well. The size difference made for a much tighter stretch, and Twilight moaned loudly, sending shivers through Celestia, legs splayed and kicking in excitement.

Twilight’s insides convulsed against Celestia’s muzzle as she orgasmed so violently that Celestia’s face was pushed out. Despite the sudden whiplash, she pushed her muzzle back in and circled her tongue around the inside of Twilight’s tunnel. Twilight spasmed, all four legs kicking and squealing a massage into Celestia’s own nethers.

It drove Celestia over too, and she sat more firmly to make sure Twilight got the full gush. Twilight gagged as her face and mane were soaked with juice. If they were in the mortal realm, Celestia would have had to pull off to keep from suffocating the poor unicorn, but they weren’t in the mortal realm. Despite Twilight doing it by habit, she didn’t have to breathe right now, so Celestia took full advantage. Once Twilight realized she wasn’t drowning, she was all for it, guzzling the viscous goo and refusing to come up for air long after Celestia came down from the sex-high.

Finally, Celestia herself couldn’t take more. She pulled her muzzle back out of Twilight’s convulsing tunnel with a lewd pop, then raised her rump off of her face. Twilight clung to her behind for several seconds as Celestia stood on shaky legs, then fell back onto the ground with a splat as she landed in a puddle of everypony’s love juice that had gathered around them.

“W-what was… was that a… oh my Celestia!” Twilight gasped.

“Goodness, sweetie,” Cadance giggled, reaching to stroke at Twilight’s drenched mane. “Has nopony ever gotten you off properly before?”

“Well, not often,” Twilight lay on her back still, legs twitching, staring into nothing. “Daddy was a close second to this.”

“Most stallions are useless like that,” smirked Chrysalis. “Your father and brother are rare exceptions to that stereotype. If you’ve tried one, you should try the other.”

“C-Chrysalis… you know I can’t do that… that’d be…” Twilight panted as she struggled to cope with what she had just experienced. “Actually it'd be pretty normal compared to lately, but I don’t think he’s interested in me like that.”

“Tsk,” Chrysalis rolled her eyes. “Don’t you want to be like Celestia? She slaps bellies with her sibling daily, at least.”

“So um, did I get brought here to…” Twilight looked at Celestia.

“No,” Celestia chuckled. “I didn’t plan that part at all, but I’m glad we ended up doing it anyway.”

Since she didn’t feel like finishing the song now, Celestia decided to just get it done.

“It’s time for you to fulfill your destiny, Twilight,” smiled Celestia. “Have fun.”

Twilight squeaked as her ethereal body was encompassed by a bright light, energy surging around her before her soul, and new body, zapped back to the mortal realm.

“So, when we all gonna fuck her new body?” Chrysalis asked.

“Or get Shining to fuck her new body,” added Cadance. “New alicorns go into a raging heat. There’s no better time to encourage it.”

“I had and have no plans to do such,” growled Celestia, though she knew she was fooling herself after what just happened.

“Tsk,” Chrysalis said. “Cadance and my glorious self came up with a hot little plan for the coronation. Well it was mostly her, she is the expert, I’m afraid to admit, but I was hoping that all of our dear loves would assist us.”

Celestia paused for a few long seconds, then commented simply, “I’ll meet you all back at the palace when I’m done with Twilight. We’ll talk.”

“Excellent,” Chrysalis and Cadance said together, their voices dripping with evil intent.

Celestia couldn't wait to hear it.
> 7.3 Twilight's Dreams Come True
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Twilight tried not to think too hard about the process. Her understanding was that she had more or less died, old body completely vaporized, and her life force shoved into a new and improved body. Twilight owed Chrysalis for this increased understanding as Celestia hadn’t been going to tell her that part yet. She'd rather not owe Chrysalis anything, but there it was.

All this was hard to believe, because the form she now inhabited looked just like her old one aside from the wings, and she had examined herself in detail. Everything from the blemishes on her face to the folds of her labia was as remembered. Twilight had spent plenty of time examining that, given how pent-up she was after the change, but no amount of masturbation had stifled it. Celestia assured her it was normal to have a raging heat right after transforming, but that did little to help. Twilight had never been this riled.

One thing different was that her virginity was renewed, so she’d get to lose that again. Maybe she could break it on someone she cared about this time instead of doing it for science like she did the first time. The data she’d collected on hymen durability had been fascinating, but now that she understood friendship more...

Twilight hadn’t had a lot of time to be freaked out however, since Celestia had the coronation already ready in anticipation, crowning her less than twenty-four hours after her ascension. Things sure happened fast in Equestria. Except Shining’s second marriage; that had taken forever to plan. Twilight was sure at one point that he’d never stop adding spouses to the menu.

Speaking of that, Chrysalis was the first one Twilight met when walking back inside from giving her coronation speech. Twilight stopped and faced her, and they stared one another down, but it only lasted a moment though before both had to hold back their laughter. Chrysalis gave her best sharp-toothed smile, and Twilight supposed they were on good terms now after their activity during her ascension. She still felt instinctive paranoia around Princess Bug Butt, but she no longer expected anything worrisome.

“Congratulations,” Chrysalis said. “Sorry I didn’t have time to wrangle up my army and invade or ponynap everyone you love and care for during your coronation. It would have certainly made it less boring.”

“Don’t be creepy, dear,” Shining tapped Chrysalis’ flank, then turned to Twilight. “Twilly! I’m so proud of you!”

“Don’t be creepy, he tells me,” grunted Chrysalis as she turned to walk off, the crowd parting for her as most everypony feared touching her. “May as well tell Celestia to have a less round ass.”

Twilight eyed Chrysalis suspiciously as the changeling headed off, sure she was up to something naughty, but almost looked forward to finding out what it was. Twilight smiled when she looked back to Shining though and saw tears in his eyes.

“Are you crying?” asked Twilight.

“Of course not, it’s liquid pride,” Shining chuckled. “Totally different thing.”

“Speaking of liquid pride,” Cadence said from behind Shining. “You’ll be sleeping in the palace tonight, yes Twilight?”

“Um, yes,” Twilight answered, letting their confusing conversation go as usual.

“Great,” smiled Cadence, winking. “Go ahead and mingle with your friends, I’ll see your pretty little plot later?”

“Sure,” Twilight nodded. “I’ll see you around the party I guess, though I don’t think mine is as pretty as yours… um, sorry, never mind.”

“Was that a flirt?” Cadance smirked. “She’s learning.”

It was a little unfair. Twilight couldn’t help but have dirty thoughts about every pony she laid eyes on in her current state, regardless of her feelings for them. Twilight wished Celestia had given her time to break in her new body, figuratively and literally, before throwing her into a coronation.

The after-party was nice, even if Chrysalis stalked her all evening, sneaking up in the form of other guests several times just so she could smack Twilight’s plot. Twilight had plenty of dirty thoughts about Chrysalis after their earlier interaction, and knew it was pointless to hide one’s lust from a changeling.

Twilight waited for Chrysalis to show her master prank for the evening, and she refused to believe there wasn’t one. She tried hard not to look forward to it, even if it was bound to be more fun than she cared to admit.

Finally, Luna drew Chrysalis aside, and while Twilight wondered what lewd things they might do, she was happy for an opportunity to relax more.

Once her friends had retired to their own rooms for the night, Twilight and Spike retreated to their own room, Spike retiring to his own little bed as she returned to her own. This was her first time sleeping with wings, and they didn’t stay put. Finally she gave up, lying on her belly with all four legs tucked beneath her with her wings spread in a wing-boner that wouldn’t quit. She hoped she didn’t roll in her sleep and break one of them.

She wanted to rub one or three out before sleeping to calm the fire in her loins, but was self-conscious about doing it with Spike in the room, asleep or no.

Twilight awoke again long before she got her fill of sleep, finding that several others had crawled into bed with her. She squealed at first, since as far as she knew they could be assassins with orichalcum daggers, and it’d be embarrassing to be assassinated her first day on the new job. She calmed down when the occupant on her right lit her horn up and smiled at her.

“Oh,” Twilight blinked. “Um, why are you in my bed, Princess Luna?”

“Your fellow princess is here to deliver a coronation present for you, Princess Twilight Sparkle,” Luna smirked, pointing toward the other side. Twilight blushed as the other pony’s horn lit up as well, revealing Shining Armor.

“Why are you- oh,” Twilight was confused at first, but soon thought she understood, blushing.  “I don’t know what to say. Thank you? I mean I have this dream a lot, but never seem to get to the part where we… I guess you know that.”

Twilight figured that Luna learned that Twilight had a crush on Shining via her dreams, so she was giving Twilight a present of a nice dream involving him. It seemed real, but that was probably part of the gift, to have a realistic experience with him.

“Relax, Twilly,” smiled Shining, snuggling up against her, their bodies trembling together.

Twilight wanted to grab this gift by the horns and ride as quickly as possible, or have him ride her. She turned over onto her back, wrenching her wing when she forgot to close it at first. Twilight folded them against her back, though they sprang out again, so she gave up. Instead, she wasted no time pulling Shining atop her.

Shining resisted though, smiling to her instead and stroking her face, “Come on, little sis, we got plenty of time.” He slid his hoof down her neck, over her chest, and stopped just short of her breasts to circle it about her belly button. He pulled himself closer as he lay against her spread wing and kissed her on her cheek.

“Perhaps you might take advantage of this opportunity to confess your feelings for your sibling,” Luna suggested. “You may verbalize any emotions that you have wished to convey but did not due to imagined societal standards.”

“Shining,” Twilight smiled, looking up into his eyes. “I’ve always had a crush on you. No... I’ve always loved you. I’ve fantasized about being with you since I was too young to know why. I’d even say I’m jealous of Cadence... and even you Luna... all of your wives… that you get to share something like this with him in real life.” Twilight’s voice became more excited as she spoke, “I want to make love to you, Shining... no I want to fuck you. I’d have your foals if only it were allowed.”

“Whatever causes you to believe that it is not allowed, Princess Twilight?” Luna asked.

“Well, since this is a dream,” Twilight smiled, leaning upward and kissing Shining on the cheek.

“Goodness Me, there seems to be poor communication between us, Princess Twilight,” Luna explained. “This is not a dream. You are in fact expressing these things to your brother ‘in real life’.”

Twilight froze, muzzle falling open, pressing herself into the bed where she lay as if trying to back out of the whole thing. She couldn’t believe what she heard and said. All she could do was stare at her brother’s face, mortified that he knew. 

“Shining,” Twilight stammered, “I hope you don't think I'm a pervert now."

“Shh,” Shining put a hoof upon her muzzle. “Twilly, sweetie, if I didn’t share your feelings, I wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble to wrangle them out of you. Besides, remember who all I’m married to. The threshold for me thinking something perverse is a lot higher than it used to be.”

“Goodness,” Cadence’s voice came from the foot of the bed as she peeked at them. “I still can’t believe I haven’t needed to use any actual love magic even once for you, Shiny. You’re some stud, you know that?”

“Like I said, she’s a lot like me,” Celestia smirked from behind Cadance. “From her knowledge of friendship to her magical skill to her affection for sibling incest.”

“Cadence… Celestia… I’m…“ Twilight stared at them. Knowing they thought it cute made her blush more than if they thought it perverse. But not even that matched the fire between her thighs, nearly steaming.

“Oh Twilight,” Celestia smiled. “You always assume things aren’t okay when they’re perfectly fine. There’s no need for embarrassment.”

“Sorry, it hit me all at once,” Twilight whispered.

“It’s okay Twilly,“ Shining assured. “Take a moment to catch your breath; regardless of your feelings, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

Twilight definitely wanted to. She wanted to smack bellies with him so much that it literally stung, like her insides were aflame and only his seed could quench the fire.

Though given who she saw, Twilight came to another realization.

“Chrysalis is here too, isn’t she,” sighed Twilight.

“Well it wouldn’t be much of a relationship if they didn’t invite me into the fun cave,” Chrysalis’ voice said from a dark corner, followed by her best evil laugh. “Don’t worry Twilight, I won’t jump your bones again until you ask.”

Twilight came to a second realization, “Is Spike awake too?”

Twilight expected to hear his voice making a snide comment, but didn’t.

“Do not fret, Twilight,” Luna smiled, “I have placed the young one within pleasant dreams of his own so that he will not be disturbed by our adult activities.”

“Did you know that dragons have hemipenes?” asked Cadance randomly. “As in, he basically has two dicks.”

“I’d be a pretty shit changeling if I didn’t know what kind of creature had what kind of bits,” Chrysalis smirked, then peered at Twilight. “He’s within months of your ‘legal adult age’ isn’t he?” She looked at Luna. “I bet he has tons of wet dream?”

“An individual’s dreams are confidential,” claimed Luna, like she did whenever it suited her, though her smirk said Chrysalis was right.

Twilight was sure he did too; she suspected that was what he meant when he told her he had an ‘ice cream dream’.

“Thinking about it sort of brings out my inner cougar,” admitted Celestia. “But yes, he’s older than he looks, dragons only grow when they acquire a hoard.”

“Are you all really discussing this?” Twilight panted, not that she was in any state to disagree with consenting activity.

“Turn off the sleep spell, Auntie-Wife,” Cadance’s smile twisted into a mischievous grin as she crawled across the floor toward Spike’s bed. “Come join me Chryssie, you silly cock roach.”

“Cock roach? Clever,” Chrysalis grinned, crawling after Cadance as if stalking prey.

“Very well,” Luna’s horn lit momentarily as she dropped the spell. “As long as he consents.”

“Oh, he’ll consent,” Chrysalis smirked, her form flashing as she transformed into Rarity. “Is he a virgin, Twilight darling?”

 “Um, I don’t know?” Twilight didn’t keep tabs on Spike’s social life, much less his sex life. “Hopefully?” She knew he’d been hanging around with that one changeling. Twilight added as a warning regardless, “Make sure he knows who you are.”

“It’ll be fine, Twilly,” Shining chuckled, drawing Twilight’s attention back. “Trust me, Cadance will make sure his first time is amazing and that he doesn’t become a pawn in one of Chryssie’s evil plans… So you’re not a virgin, aside from the new body, right? I’m curious how you lost it the first time.”

“Just… experimentation and maybe one of Pinkie’s parties getting a little out of hoof,” Twilight stammered. That was a lie. Pinkie’s parties never got ‘a little’ out of hoof. They were either completely decent or shamefully lewd; there was no in-between.

“I have received reports of the Pink One’s parties,” said Luna, speaking as if Pinkie were some mythical creature. “She possesses a device that allows for depravity without undesirable consequence.”

Luna was correct, though Faust only knew where Pinkie got ahold of a fertility suppression field. Probably the same place she got party artillery that was bigger on the inside.

Luna continued, “As for myself, I shall retreat, but continue to observe. I am eager to witness your incestuous affections with my husband, should you choose to commence such activities, but also desire to join my sister in ‘cougar’ activities with your loyal assistant.”

Luna leaned in, surprising Twilight by giving her a deep kiss on the muzzle before leaving her with Shining in the bed.

“Right,” Twilight said. It was a bit odd that her mentors wanted to bang her assistant, but she’d rather that than Chrysalis getting him all to herself.

Twilight’s thoughts broke again when Shining pulled himself atop her. She looked up, her breathing labored despite how gently he lay against her, heart thumping hard enough to echo in her head. Shining slid his hind legs between her own, prying them apart, and she felt warmth against her belly.

This was it; her brother’s cock was against her, rock hard because of her. Twilight felt dizzy, and her own wings were so stiff they hurt. Twilight wondered if it was possible to pass out from blood loss from having an intense wing boner.

“You want this, right?” Shining smiled as he petted her face.

Twilight nodded, but she was having trouble forming words. It was like her boiling blood had disabled all her cognitive functions; all that mattered right now was getting that fertile rod to paint her insides white.

Shining wrapped his front hooves around her head, pulling her muzzle close to his, but let her get her wits back before proceeding. Even when his shaft was pulsing warmly against her belly, her brother was still protective of her. She smiled, wrapping her firm wings around him, fluffing them up and caressing his toned form.

Twilight pushed her lips upward against Shining’s, taking a deep breath as she licked the inside of his muzzle, then played back and forth with his tongue, staring into his eyes as she did so. They were both shaking so much that their teeth rattled together as they kissed.

“Do I have to cast a foal control spell?” Twilight asked.

“Not unless you want,” Shining whispered back with a smile as he moved his shaft down and into position.

“I don’t,” smiled Twilight, drunk with the hormones drenching her blood.

“Good,” smiled Shining.

Twilight kissed Shining again, rolling her hips upward against him. She slid her hind legs around his hips, holding him tightly lest he lose his nerve and pull out before he finished. Her nether lips left the underside of his shaft glistening with her honey.

“I haven’t ever felt like I do now with you,” Twilight gasped. “Shining take me... don’t hold back. Don’t just pop my cherry; impale it with extreme prejudice.”

“Goodness, Twilight Sparkle,” commented Luna from across the room. “Such lusty language. Perhaps I should invite you into my bed more often... if committing such acts with other mares is within your sexual preferences, of course.”

“Trust me, it is,” commented Celestia.

There was no chance to respond as Shining pushed into her waiting love canal. Her whole body lit up like a hearth’s warming tree with pleasure as he rammed it hard. She squealed and clenched, every curve and detail of his veiny shaft wrapped within her hot flesh. As drunk as she was on her emotions, there wasn’t a hint of pain as he ripped through her renewed cherry and slammed his blunt tip against her cervix. There was only perfection, like their parts were designed to fit together in carnal bliss.

They wrapped one another in all fours, hugging so tightly that they could barely breathe, but all they wanted was as much of their lover and sibling against them as they could. Moist bodies collided violently as the bed creaked, headboard slamming against the wall with each powerful thrust.

Shining flexed, forcing harder as her body clamped down around him, convulsing the entire time. Twilight’s mind and body exploded together, squealing as Shining pressed into her hot geyser. His own moan joined her own as she felt his fertile seed filling her. Her legs gripped him until every drop expelled into her burning womb. He didn’t cease packing it deeper until long after his climax, sending increasing jolts of pleasure through her sensitive bits.

“Oh my Celestia,” Twilight gasped, her rational mind peeking out as she came down. “I’m getting knocked up by my brother, this is amazing… um… your wives are okay with this, right?”

“They’re all for it, believe me,” Shining panted, looking into her foggy eyes. “You know what else they’re for?”

“Did we just get engaged?” Twilight stared in astonishment.

“I think we did,” Shining smirked.

“Marry me,” panted Twilight.

“Like, right now?” chuckled Shining.

“Yes,” Twilight wasn’t one for big weddings and didn’t want to wait. “Spike can read us vows.”

“Spike's a bit busy,” Shining chuckled, glancing over at the pile of mares in Spike’s corner of the room. There were moans and wet noises coming from over there. “He has four mares to satisfy, and from experience, that can take a while.”

“Then you’ll just have to keep fucking me until he’s done.” Twilight smiled. This was so wrong; she loved it. “Lick you clean?”

“You better believe it,” Shining smiled back. “I’m not stopping until I get all three of your renewed virginities.”

Twilight was barely able to move, but watched eagerly as Shining turned himself around atop her. She ran her tongue against his shaft as soon as it touched her face, tasting the sweet mix of her honey and his foal batter glistening on his shaft.

Shining pulled no punches. No sooner than she tasted him, Shining pushed his tip to her muzzle and drove it inside. Twilight had never had a stallion outright ram it down her throat and was soon lost in a gagging fit. He realized that he might have overdone it and tried to pull free to give her air, but Twilight grabbed his behind and pulled it closer again to encourage the delicious abuse.

Twilight wrapped her hind legs around his head as he dove his own muzzle to her drooling slit, giving her lower lips a long French kiss. Her rubbed his muzzle against her, grinding his chin against her clit as he lapped deep, then shoved his face just as hard as he’d shoved his hips. Twilight groaned between her gagging as he forced his muzzle inside, lips stretching widely over his snout.

Her face turned more purple than usual, but she didn’t care. Twilight wanted Shining to ram her throat just as hard as he did her pussy, and that’s exactly what he did. She let her throat ripple over his length as he stretched it, reaching out her tongue to lap at his fleshy orbs as they smacked her face on each thrust.

Shining didn’t lick anything out of her, but instead did his best to push his spunk deeper with his tongue. All the while, her viscous fluid drooled from her slit and down around her pucker, so Shining slid a hoof up to that and rubbed it against her anus, letting it lubricate his next target.

Twilight was creaming on his face from the moment he pushed into her again, going eye-deep inside her snatch. In fact, she wasn’t sure if she ever stopped orgasming; it was all a blissful blur.

Since Twilight kept a grip on his plot to not allow him to go easy on her, Shining went all out. Twilight was near passing out from air by the time she felt the surge of what she wanted push through his shaft and inject into her stomach. Only then did she push him back enough to get a blast of it in her muzzle where she could savor the flavor.

Twilight rolled the glob of sperm around her muzzle as she pushed him back further, getting the last blast of fluid onto her face. She didn’t care that it burned her eyes, she rubbed her face against his shaft to make sure it smeared all over her. She was ravenous.

Shining withdrew his face from her pussy and pushed it against her tail hole instead, pushing a glob of her juice within with his tongue and slicking it around to lubricate her. He pulled himself off of her, their flesh sticking together with sweat as they pulled apart. He flipped her over on the bed, and she pushed her rump up in the air.

“Don’t hold back,” Twilight panted. She was a true virgin in the rear, but wanted it hard regardless. She wanted this memory burned into her mind as intensely as possible.

“Can I not hold back too?” Chrysalis slipped her head over the edge of the bed, smirking. She was no longer in Rarity’s form, finished with her turn on Spike.

“Damn it… Chrysalis…” panted Twilight.

“If you marry him, you marry me, ‘Twilly’,” grinned Chrysalis. “Don’t you want to know what you’re getting into, or what will soon get into you?”

“I… pregnancy…” panted Twilight, grinding back against Shining’s shaft as he slid it teasingly between her rump cheeks.

“I was thinking of your pretty little muzzle for now,” Chrysalis smirked. “What better way to make you eat your own words than to eat me?”

“You don’t have to, Twilly,” Shining nuzzled at her ear. “No one will mind if you stick with me.”

“We won’t mind if she doesn’t want to,” Chrysalis’ grin widened. “But she does. You can’t hide it from the sex bug, Princess.”

“I hate you, Chrysalis,” Twilight chuckled, but all the same, grasped Chrysalis’ head with her magic and yanked her roughly into the bed. Even if she hadn't wanted to get closer to her future wife, Twilight was curious to see a changeling queen’s ovipositor.

“Do you?” Chrysalis purred as she moved to her haunches in front of Twilight’s head. “Bite if you must then. I just want to feel the vibrations of your squeals as you take your brother’s dick.”

Twilight would have responded, but instead stared cross-eyed at Chrysalis’ ovipositor as it smacked her face. It’s ridged, prehensile length wrapped about her muzzle and squeezed, then pushed it open and wormed its way within. After briefly playing with Twilight’s tongue, Chrysalis flexed her hips and pushed it into her throat.

It wasn’t as thick as Shining’s rod, but Twilight gagged as it stretched out her neck. As Shining rammed home in her rear, Twilight squealed just like Chrysalis wanted, sending vibrations through her. The bug queen rolled her eyes back and drooled.

Twilight hardly even registered Chrysalis wormy rod once Shining began rutting her behind from behind. She felt herself stretched further than she had thought possible, clenching as he rammed his hips home. Each thrust drove him deeper until finally smacked her behind with his belly, ball sack swinging to smack her still-drooling slit.

Shining and Chrysalis alternated, ramming her forward and back. Shining gripped her flanks hard enough to temporarily leave hoof prints, and Chrysalis morphed her front hooves into claws just so she could squeeze them around Twilight’s neck, just enough that she could feel her mare-dick sliding back and forth. Chrysalis kissed Shining passionately above Twilight as they rammed her from either side, and for once, Twilight wasn’t bothered by her brother and the bug showing affection for one another.

Twilight was so lost at the moment that she didn’t notice Cadance having crawled into her bed until the love princess slid her head beneath Twilight and lapped her tongue at her slit. Shining’s thick orbs slapped on Cadance’s face instead of Twilight’s slit, while Cadance dove her tongue inside to feel out the new hole that her husband had impregnated.

Twilight moaned pitifully from the over stimulation, soft cunny exploding again, Cadance lapping it up. Cadance grasped Shining’s ass as he drove himself harder into Twilight with each thrust.

Cadance suckled from Twilight’s slit to Shining’s balls, somehow managing to slurp both into her maw to slosh them around, cheeks puffed out from the size. Shining went over hard, shaking atop Twilight as he pounded his third load of the evening into his sister’s new body.

Chrysalis was soon after though she pulled back to make sure Twilight got a nice taste of her goo. It was thick like warm pudding as it spurted into Twilight’s muzzle and deflected off her gums. It was surprisingly sweet like chocolate, but knowing Chrysalis she could make it taste like whatever she wanted. Twilight suckled the load down, swishing it about her muzzle before swallowing it down to join with the puddle of poor digesting sperm in her belly.

When it was over, the three slowly withdrew from Twilight to give her space to recover. Twilight blushed hotly as what she had done leaked into the more logical parts of her brain, looking directly up at Chrysalis’s smiling face.

Chrysalis leaned down, licking at Twilight’s horn, and at first Twilight expected her to say something snide. Instead, she whispered, “I love you, Twilight.” Before pulling her head back. That only made Twilight blush more.

"I love you, maybe, I think?" Twilight said. "I'm not sure I"m comfortable with you being so nice to me."

"I knew you couldn't resist my mare dick, you slut," smirked Chrysalis. 

"Better," said Twilight.

“Did she make a decision on inclusion in our union?” Luna asked as she peeked over the edge of the bed. “I fear I was not entirely aware of all that occurred on this side of the room.”

“She said yes,” panted Shining with a smile. “And doesn’t want to wait.”

“No, I don’t,” whispered Twilight when she was finally able to speak. “Spike? Need you over here.”

Spike groaned from his corner of the room, the dragon and his small bed drenched with the juices of various mares. He tried to sit up, collapsed again, and sprawled.

“I’m on it… whatever you need,” Spike groaned. “Just… five minutes.”

“Have fun fucking all my wives?” Shining asked.

“Oh yeah,” Spike panted. “Better make that ten minutes though.”
> 7.7 Spike's Virginity is Brutally Murdered
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Spike woke suddenly and immediately grumbled at the realization it’d all been a dream. He had been sprawled out in a bed of gems, Rarity giving him a claw massage while spoon-feeding him ice cream and telling him how fashionable his scales were.

“Spike!” a voice called as he batted his eyes open.

“Twilight, I’m trying to…” Spike started, but stopped short.

That wasn’t Twilight’s voice. Spike opened his eyes fully and saw Rarity’s smiling face above him.

“Fuck me Spike darling!” Rarity begged, literally drooling on his face as she pulled his blanket off. “I want your throbbing dragon cocks in my prissy pony pussy!”

Spike absolutely wanted to plow Rarity, but he knew Rarity, and there was no way this was her.

“Thorax?” Spike made a best guess.

“It’s Chrysalis,” came another voice. Spike’s eyes shifted to find none other than Princess Cadance sitting a few hooves away from his bed.

“Chrysalis?!” Spike blinked and stared at Rarity. “Where’s Twilight?” It was a good thing Cadance was there, because if he found himself in bed at the mercy of Chrysalis by herself, he’d have had a Twilight-level freak-out.

“Twilight is having sex with Shining on the bed,” Cadance informed him casually.

“Oh,” Spike peered over to the bed and sure enough, Twilight and Shining were getting into it. That didn’t surprise him, he had seen the way she looked at her brother. 

“Forget them, darling,” ‘Rarity’ refused to drop character, even after he knew who she was. “You’ve wanted this for so long, I know you have, and now you get it all!”

“Chrysalis is very good at taking somepony’s form,” Cadance informed him. “Inside and out.”

“So… it would feel exactly like… Rarity would…” Spike rolled that around his head. “… and Twilight won’t get mad that… um… fucked her arch-nemesis?”

“Do you care if she does, Spikey-poo?” Rarity batted her eyes.

“That’s a... no, I really don’t,” Spike stared.

Spike reached his claws up and slid over Rarity’s silky soft fur, and it really felt like her. He shivered as she tossed his blanket off and straddled him in his bed, pushing him down on his back. Spike’s reptilian slit was already parting when she rubbed her own moist slit against him. He whimpered as his dual shafts slid out against her, feeling them coated with her love slime until they sparkled like jewels.

“Mind if I join you and your love, Spike?” Cadance smiled as she herself straddled his face.

Spike stared upward into the love princess’s gooey slit, which looked more delicious than any gem he could imagine.

“Do I mind if the Princess of Love sits on my face?” Spike squeaked. “Are you kidding?” 

Spike had no idea why this was happening, but didn’t question it. Thorax told him about some things the open poly union had been getting up to, but Spike hadn’t believed how kinky they were until now.

“Mm, Spikey Wikey,” Rarity purred. “I bet you want both of your lady’s holes at once.”

“I’d take all three of your holes at once if I could,” Spike panted, the last bit muffled as Cadance sat down.

He breathed deep, taking in the amazing scent of Cadance’s luscious sex hole. Spike had seen and sniffed plenty of pony pussy, since he was eye-height with most of them, but this was ridiculously delicious. As he rubbed his nose against her, he slid his tongue out and whipped it about inside her. Cadance moaned as his long, rough draconic tongue slid up through her and tickled the entrance to her womb. Spike slid his claws up against her plump pregnant belly and massaged at her soft breasts.

Spike’s whole body went stiff as Rarity slid herself into position, lining up his double dragon dicks with practiced ease and pushing herself down. For the first time, he felt the warmth of a mare’s body squeezing his shafts. His body stiffened further, and he squeezed Cadance’s breasts hard enough for milk to drool down his arms.

Spike thrust upward, Rarity’s hips responding with rapid rotations to keep up with him. He moaned into Cadance’s royal slit as Rarity’s belly smacked his own, drooling a puddle around him as body rods enjoyed the moist grip. It would be even harder not popping boners while looking at the real Rarity’s hot plot now, knowing what it would feel like clenching him.

“Oh Spike, I must have been mad not to do this earlier,” Rarity’s beautiful voice washed over his ears. “I truly didn’t know what I was missing!” Rarity punctuated her words with slurps as she kissed Cadance hotly above him.

Getting it on with the two hottest mares in existence was amazing, but them lezzing out atop him was exponentially more. The young drake’s senses overloaded with pleasures he had never thought possible. Spike’s spiny cocks came hard enough that Rarity grasped him and Cadance with her front hooves as if worried she might shoot off.

Rarity was either as much of a hair-trigger as Spike, or changelings could just get off on command, because she tipped an instant after he did. Her beautiful ass squeezed tightly onto his lower shaft as her soft pussy massaged over his upper one, his bed beneath him drenched by her juice.

“Holy fucking dragon spunk,” Rarity giggled, losing character for just a moment. “He went off harder than most dragons ten times his size.”

“His tongue is amazing,” panted Cadance. “Long like yours, but rougher like a griffon’s, oh so good.”

Spike grinned at the compliment, it made up for him knowing that he went off way too fast. He didn’t stop lapping at Cadance, massaging her breasts and nipples with his scratchy claws. The dragon felt a jolt as Chrysalis changed from Rarity back into herself, rotating her hips a few more times before pulling off him. Spike hated to admit that Chrysalis’ holes might have felt better than Rarity’s.

“Now next time that cock-tease strings you along,” Chrysalis laughed as she pulled free of him with a lewd slurp. “You can think to yourself ‘I know what your cunt feels like, bitch’.” That was ruder than he'd put it, but she wasn't wrong.

“Spike?” Celestia asked, making him jerk. His face was full of Cadance’s plot, so he wasn’t sure who else was surrounding him. “Are you sated, or would you like to feel how hot the Sun is?”

“Indeed, my reptilian friend,” Luna added. “Would you consent to your princess partaking in your recently virgin goods?”

Spike could only moan in response, but thrust his hips upwards to indicate that he was oh so very okay with that, twin shafts flopping against his belly. He felt two large bodies straddle him at his hips and moaned at the realization that the sisters were going to each take one at once. Celestia and Luna moved belly to belly, kissing and stroking over each other’s plump bodies. The royal sisters rolled their hips together, grinding their clits together as they each took one of his shafts.

Mares making out was one thing, but goddess sisters making out was ten levels above that. Spike had to strain to keep himself from going off immediately once again. He couldn’t believe he was getting it on with the alicorns of day and night together. Big Mac would be so jealous when Spike told him all about this at next guy’s night. Spike wondered how many hoofball cards he could get from Big Mac in exchange for hooking him up for a go with any one of these mares.

Spike had his whole muzzle buried in Cadance, winding his tongue through her like a cork screw. When she orgasmed, the blast of juice pushed his muzzle out, but the clench of her perfect love muscles held his tongue within. He rolled his eyes back and gargled her cunt honey as it poured over his face.

“Thanks, Spikey,” Cadance pulled away, leaning down to kiss his nose as he continued to mouthwash with her juice.

When she had pulled her lovely behind from his face, he got a better view of the Sun and Moon colliding together atop him. Celestia’s beautiful round behind was undulating against him, her body too big to see most of Luna’s. He could still see Luna’s forelegs sliding up and down over Celestia’s form, as well as watch the two mares make out, slurping and batting their tongues together.

Spike clenched his teeth, trying as hard as he could to last as long as possible this time, but it was a losing battle. He thought to look around for a distraction to help him last, but that did the opposite of help. The first thing he saw was Twilight on the bed, getting her ass plowed by Shining as Chrysalis rammed something down her throat and Cadance slid beneath her to get a lick.

He arched his back against them, not that he could do much to lift the two most enormous mare plots in Equestria. The alicorns were so enamored with their sisterly affections that he wasn’t even sure they noticed when his shafts went off like spa jets, pumping his love juice inside of them. Regardless, they followed not long after, his whole body coated in royal jelly, his whole bed drenched in the fuck juice of all the mares he’d just plowed.

Spike hadn’t just lost his virginity. He’d had it beaten like a piñata before being dragged behind a cart for several miles and then hit by a train. He could barely move as the princesses pulled free of his shafts and let them flop wetly against his belly.

“Did you enjoy the company of your princesses, Spike the Dragon?” Luna asked, smiling down at the exhausted dragon.

“Does Twilight love books and cream from solving puzzles?” Spike asked in return.

“Your princess takes this as an affirmative,” Luna smirked.

As Luna and Celestia moved to Twilight’s bed, Spike’s eyes moved there with them Twilight looked unbelievably sexy over there, drenched in sweat and love juice, taking it from all sides like a proper geeky slut. He’d never admitted it, but he’d probably be happier nailing Twilight than Rarity. After all, he spent a large amount of his time walking behind her, staring at those hips. Spike could make a detailed sketch of Twilight’s pussy and ass from memory after so long.

He watched as Twilight finished getting pounded. Though most of the conversation over there was a blur, at least until he heard his name.

“Spike? Need you over here.”

 “I’m on it… whatever you need,” Spike groaned. “Just… five minutes.”

“Have fun fucking all my wives?” Shining asked.

“Oh yeah,” Spike panted. “Better make that ten minutes though.” As far as he was concerned, Shining was his best bro friend now; it’d be hard for anyone else to outdo that favor.

“I don’t have the vows that I used for you guys with me or anything I… but I want to… Brain is in tangles.” Twilight stared at the ceiling.

“Wing it, Spike,” Cadance said. “It’s legally binding if a room full of well-fucked royalty says it is.”

“Um, do you Twilight?” Spike asked without even standing.

“Yes!” Twilight moaned.

“Does um… everypony else?” asked Spike.

“I’m not a pony,” grumbled Chrysalis.

“Does everypony and the bug?” Spike corrected himself.

“I do!” Shining and the three princesses said in chorus.

“Fuck you, Spike,” Chrysalis narrowed her eyes playfully at him, but added, “The bug does though.”

“Great you’re all married,” panted Spike. “Now kiss or fuck or whatever you got the energy left for.”

Each of them gave Twilight a deep kiss one at a time, snuggling her close. She even got cuddly with Chrysalis, something that would have frightened her to death not too long ago.

“I’m glad you’re with us,” Chrysalis added at the end of her kiss. “I really am… but don’t think that’ll save you when I feel like fucking with you figuratively instead of literally.”

“And now it’s time for a certain somedragon to fuck the bride,” Shining announced. “It’s been ten minutes, Spike.”

Spike suspected, and hoped, it might come to that, but at first all he could do was stare.

“You know, you’re like a little brother to me, Spike,” Twilight said. “That's to say... come have a go.”

“Oh I'll have a go,” Spike said, summoning the energy to crawl out of his drenched bed and stagger over to Twilight’s drenched bed. “I think of you more as a mom though.”

“Aw,” Twilight looked touched.

Once that would have made it awkward, but now it made it hotter. Spike crawled up into the bed. Twilight wrapped a wing about him and coaxed him atop of her, splaying her legs and rolling her hips in anticipation. Spike’s shafts were already rock hard again by the time he pulled himself between her hind legs.

“Amazing,” Luna commented. “I once believed it impossible to be so adorable and lewd simultaneously.”

Spike and Twilight blushed brightly at the comment. The size difference was awkward, but Twilight leaned down and kissed him on the nose, wrapping him with her tail and pulling him closer. She moaned as she felt him whip out his dragonhoods against her. They were no stallion shafts, but respectable all the same.

He pushed into both her slick pussy and drooling rear, Shining’s seed oozing out and drooling down his thighs as he did. Spike couldn’t believe he was actually having sex with Twilight. Even sloppy seconds with her felt somehow better than Rarity. He’d never fawn after Rarity again if he was getting this geeky goodness, and possibly her wives or even husband, on a regular basis.

Within moments he was digging his little claws into her sides and ramming his hips as hard as he could, sending splatter flying with every impact of slick scales on wet fur. She clenched and rolled her insides over him, stroking his head with one hoof and wrapping her hind legs against his hips to feel their rapid rolling motion.

For the first time, he got his partner off first, if only because he’d already blown it several times. Twilight rolled her eyes back at the feel of both holes being invaded and creamed hard over him. He dug his claws deeper and plowed her with renewed vigor until he popped himself, blasting a new shot of dragon sperm into his surrogate mother’s tight rear and soggy pussy, sending them to play with Shining’s happy little impregnation army.

As his hips slowed again, Twilight grasped him in both forelegs and pulled him up. Spike detached from her hot holes as she pulled him up to her muzzle to kiss him. Their tongues played together for several long moments before stopping.

“Please tell me we can do this regularly,” panted Spike. “Without me like… marrying you all. Don’t think I’m ready for that.”

Twilight chuckled, “Every few weeks at least I’d say. I think I might be… busy quite often now.” She smiled. “Maybe you could get to know Thorax better, hm? … I can’t believe I said that.”

“Well I’m mostly straight I think,” Spike chuckled. “But I don’t guess that matters if I’m dating a changeling. Maybe I’ll ask him to next guy’s night at least."

Spike found himself suddenly squeezed between a lot of wet ponies as the others in the room climbed back into the bed, all coming in for a group hug with Twilight. Spike didn’t mind; he found being the center of the hug-pile quite enjoyable.

“My perfect union,” panted Shining, “I couldn’t be happier.”

“You mean my perfect harem,” commented Chrysalis.

“I would beg to differ,” Luna added as a challenge.

“Excuse me,” Cadance growled playfully. “I’m the Princess of Love for a reason.”

“Oh, you adorable young little ponies,” smirked Celestia.

"Well we're all equals in the relationship," grinned Shining. "But I'd be disappointed if you didn't constantly dominate one another, and me. You too Twilly."

"I only promise to try," chuckled Twilight, barely able to move by that point.