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Lost in Translation

By Uh-hmmm
Created: 2020-12-20 18:52:08
Expiry: Never
anoncelestiaclopsmut

  1. > Be Celestia
  2. > Ever since your guard found a creature stumbling out of the Everfree, you have been troubled
  3. > It, no, he, most emphatically he is like an animal, yet not quite
  4. > His eyes gleam with intelligence, yet the noises he makes are unintelligible
  5. > Twilight is working on the meanings behind the different noises, but there is little progress
  6. > And, for some reason, you feel jealous of her time with the anomaly
  7. > You have time to visit only rarely, but when you do, you feel his eyes upon you very keenly
  8. > He is an omnivore, a picky one at that, and so you can't shake the feeling he wants to eat you, or...
  9. > Luna joins you at the balcony over the enclosure
  10. > "Your dreams are troubling, sister."
  11. "I know."
  12. > She glances down at the creature
  13. > "I do not see why it fascinates you so."
  14. "He is not an it!"
  15. > Luna raises an eyebrow at your heated response
  16. > "I was speaking of his malformed stallionhood. Turn from this path, sister, lest you become guilty of more than idle fantasy."
  17. > You feel blood rush to your face
  18. > For all that you had missed her these long centuries, you would rather your dreams be a bit more private
  19. "I- I know. It's just, I can feel it. He is intelligent, he can learn simple things, I could...tame...him."
  20. > Luna frowns
  21. > "I know things have changed since I last walked Equestria, but bestiality is still controversial at best."
  22. > You know
  23. > You wonder if part of the attraction is because it is taboo
  24. > Still, your gut feels differently
  25. "What of his dreams? Are the close to that of a dog or a pony?"
  26. > Luna huffs
  27. > "I cannot say. There is higher order clarity, yet lower order aggression."
  28. "Similar to griffons?"
  29. > "Yes, but even more aggressive. Sometimes he dreams of killing, Celestia. Not hunting, but murder."
  30. > You shiver, from more than just fear
  31. > Your sister sighs
  32. > "I won't feed your fascination any more. Please, reconsider."
  33. > You give a sigh of your own
  34. "Sleep well, Luna dearest."
  35. > She nods and walks away, pausing to look at you from the threshold of the door before disappearing into the castle
  36. > For all her words of warning, you find the fire of your
  37. > curiosity
  38. > stoked to an uncomfortable degree
  39. > If only there was a way to give him the intelligence of a pony, then you could-
  40. > Well, it is past time for you to return to your chambers and work out some of your frustration
  41. > Perhaps use the specially commissioned facsimile of a certain limb
  42. > You turn from the enclosure, your marehood winking from behind your tail
  43.  
  44. > Be Anon
  45. > Magic horses are shit at learning English
  46. > Still, the big white one has a nice ass, so there's that
  47.  
  48. > Be Anon, officially bored human
  49. > Got the paperwork right here, signed by a lawyer, two judges and some kind of minister
  50. > Okay, you may have just written it all in the dirt and made up the signatures, but it's still official
  51. > You think you're in quarantine
  52. > What with being from another planet, it would suck if you gave everyone smallpox or something
  53. > Doesn't make it any less dull
  54. > Oh hey, the purple one is back
  55. > The magic forcefield ripples around her as she steps through
  56. > She starts to whinny at you, then notices your official declaration of boredom
  57. > Her jaw drops
  58. > Then she looks at you in bewilderment
  59. > It's not that hard to understand
  60. > Maybe if you say it slowly?
  61. "I...am...bored. Booooorrreeed."
  62. > Starbutt scowls in concentration, her lips contorting as she tries to process this
  63. > Maybe the magic horses are a race of retards
  64. > Living in the buildings made by some alien race
  65. > Then it hits you
  66. > You are going to have to be Daniel Jackson
  67. > Shit
  68. > "W-wahrd"
  69. > Or not
  70. "Close? It's more like bored. Boooorrrrrrrrrred."
  71. > Her lips flex some more
  72. > You'd be turned on if it wouldn't feel like bestiality
  73. > Seriously, these horses are dumb
  74. > "Whperd?"
  75. > She points at your declaration
  76. > Finally, some progress
  77. > You nod emphatically
  78. "That's right. That says I'm bored. Here, you are having trouble with the concept, let me spell it out for you."
  79. > You crouch and write in the dirt
  80. "B"
  81. "O"
  82. "R"
  83. "E"
  84. "D"
  85. "Bored. Brought to you by the letter 'all the damn time.' "
  86. > The mare trots in place for a bit, clearly excited about something
  87. > Must be nice
  88. > Then she draws a triangle on the ground
  89. > Alright
  90. > You draw a triangle too, equilateral because that is objectively the best triangle
  91. > You also draw a square, because why not
  92. > Starbutt sits and clops her hooves together
  93. > Yes, applaud the great shape drawer, Anonymous the human
  94. > You draw a pentagon
  95. > She draws a hexagon
  96. "Oh, it's on."
  97. > Fuck, she stuck you with the odd number ones
  98. > It takes a bit, but the seven sided thing comes out okay
  99. > A little wobbly
  100. > She draws an octagon
  101. "Yeah, let's just skip to the end."
  102. > You draw a circle
  103. > More like an oval, but who cares?
  104. > Apparently Starbutt, because she gallops away
  105. > Are circles offensive?
  106.  
  107. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  108. > You dreamed this day would come
  109. > Not only are you studying an alien, but you will have to communicate with math!
  110. > You barge into Celestia's chambers
  111. > She looks up at you from her pile of documents
  112. > "Yes?"
  113. > You grin
  114. "He's intelligent! He understands numbers, sequences, and geometry! I think he has a writing system too."
  115. > Your wise and powerful teacher shifts a little
  116. > "Really? Tell me more."
  117. "He wrote something in the dirt, he called it a wird or something. Then I-"
  118. > "A word? Maybe he's using an dialect from ancient Equestrian?"
  119. > You shake your head slowly
  120. "He's an alien. There's now way we would share lingual roots, unless... we came from another world, and humans stayed there and are ruled over by the ponies that stayed! It all makes sense!"
  121. > Celestia shifts again
  122. > "Do you really think he is used to ponies ruling over him?"
  123. "How else do you explain how calmly he let us capture him, and put him in the enclosure? He might be an escaped servant, or a lost rebel! Come with me, I have to see how he reacts to your regal presence!"
  124. > You can see her pretend to be reluctant
  125. > "Very well, Twilight. I have spent too long cooped up in here."
  126.  
  127. > Be Anon
  128. > It'd be nice if they gave you some clothes
  129. > It's warm enough that you don't mind being naked, but sitting on the dirt isn't the most comfortable thing
  130. > You still aren't sure if you should erase the circle (oval)
  131. > Well, you know one thing
  132. > Bitches love triangles
  133. > You draw about a dozen
  134. > The purple one returns with the queen of ass
  135. > You're pretty sure magical horse hierarchy is determined by booty size
  136. > Starbutt whickers excitedly at your magnificent offering
  137. > Art like this should be preserved for future generations
  138. > Sunrump has eyes only for you, though
  139. > Can't blame her
  140. > You smirk at the mare
  141. > She starts walking slow circles around you, admiring
  142. > Dat ass
  143. "You like what you see? I know I do."
  144. > Whitebooty snorts and whuffles from behind you, her breath hot against your neck
  145. > Looks like someone wants some petting
  146.  
  147. > Be CelestiaaaAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
  148. > Oh wow
  149. > His claws feel amazing on your face, stroking your neck
  150. > You thought you would just sniff him, but no, this is much better
  151. > Oh, but he does smell nice
  152. "Keep going you glorious thing!"
  153. > Twilight looks up from measuring the triangles with a protractor
  154. > "Teacher, are you al-"
  155. > She looks away modestly
  156. > "I-I see he, ah, is used to serving mares. Oh my."
  157. > Poor Twilight, perhaps you will let the anomaly tend to her next
  158. > Oh!
  159. > Your forelegs buckle as he scratches your back vigorously
  160. > Maybe tomorrow, Twilight
  161.  
  162. > Be Anon
  163. > You swear, magic horses are like cats or dogs or something
  164. > The big one practically melted when you started petting her face
  165. > Purple is looking away, guess she really likes shapes
  166. > As you start scratching Sunrump's back, she lowers her front end
  167. > You are oddly reminded of a cat in heat
  168. > You make your way back, and
  169. > Oh
  170. > Yeah, just like a cat in heat
  171. > Just to be safe, you scratch her back a bit longer, listening to her satisfied snorts and panting
  172. > Your hands travel progressively further back, until
  173.  
  174. > The creature is grabbing your butt
  175. > You look at him with wide, hopeful eyes
  176. "Go ahead. Please your master."
  177. > "T-teacher?"
  178. > You turn a loving gaze on your student
  179. "I think your experiment is a success."
  180. > She blushes
  181. > "I didn't think that- that he would, to you, I mean..."
  182. > You lean into the grasping, kneading motions of the soft claws of the anomaly
  183. > Sweet stars, it feels good
  184. > You do feel a little guilty, exposing Twilight to this, but there is no way you're stopping now
  185. "My little pony, you can have a turn with him after."
  186.  
  187. > Looks like Whitebooty is explaining the birds and the bees to Starbutt
  188. > You see the little one nod, and you figure that's as good a cue as you're ever going to get
  189. > Old Faithful dives into the winking pussy, the warm walls exquisite along your shaft
  190. > Sunrump huffs excitedly as you plow her fields, your hands worshiping the finest ass you've ever held
  191. > Oh hell yeah
  192.  
  193. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  194. > Your beloved, beautiful, wise, motherly, kind, teacher is getting rutted like any old mare in heat
  195. > You know it's wrong
  196. > So wrong
  197. > But you can't stop watching as her rear jiggles with every thrust
  198. > Princess Celestia, your tongue shouldn't be hanging out!
  199. > What magic is this?
  200. > Maybe, in addition to friendship, there is another form of magic
  201. > Clearly the creature is adept at using it
  202. > You've never seen your teacher so happy, so disheveled, so degraded, so attra-
  203. > And this will be you in about thirty seconds to a minute
  204. > You aren't looking forward to that
  205. > Not at all
  206. > You aren't looking at the lewd motions of your teacher, and imagining how that will be you
  207.  
  208. > It's official, magic horse pussy is the best pussy
  209. > You'd write it in the dirt, but you are too busy pounding an ass that won't quit
  210. > The horse has her wings at full mast, her head laying in the dirt, smudging one of your triangles with every jostle
  211. > You swear, it's like your dick is being caressed by the hands of at least three Greek goddesses
  212. > You hope one of them is Hera's, Zeus would deserve that, the unfaithful fuck
  213. > You've been going for at least five minutes, and you are determined to go much longer
  214. > You can't think of a better fate, than to have mares addicted to your everlovin' cock
  215.  
  216. > Be the warm pile of pleasure that used to be Celestia
  217. > You thought you could handle it
  218. > Now, after your eleventh orgasm, you have a sneaking suspicion that ponies do not rule over the world this thing came from
  219. > You should probably be worried that an apex predator is so adept at reducing you to a quivering mass of ecstasy, but you feel so safe in his strong grip
  220.  
  221. > Be Twilight Sparkle, furiously masturbating
  222. > You are still waiting for your fate, and you no longer dread it
  223. > After twenty impossible minutes, an evil light gleams in the invader's eye
  224. > He rams deep into Celestia, twitching as he defiles her very womb with his semen
  225. > He lets out a deafening roar, his dominance secure
  226. > You have never been wetter in all your life
  227.  
  228. > Shit
  229. > You hope magic horses can't get pregnant from human sperm
  230.  
  231. > Oh, how you hope you can get pregnant from this creature's semen
  232. > Still, a promise is a promise
  233. > You turn your head from where you are collapsed on the ground
  234. "Twilight, it's your turn."
  235. > You look at the magnificent specimen
  236. "Please be gentle to her."
  237.  
  238. > It looks like the lil'purple wants something
  239. > She's not meeting your eyes, bit she's walking towards you
  240. > Then Big Blue dives in and starts braying and flapping her wings angrily
  241. > Looks like someone doesn't like ovals
  242.  
  243. > "And when I wake up, what do I see? You, coercing this poor thing into first rutting you, then your poor, impressionable student!"
  244. "It's not like that! Look, he's intelligent! He understands geometry!"
  245. > You point at the triangles, guilt and anger roiling in your stomach
  246. > "Shapes."
  247. > She spits the word put with disgust
  248. > "Have you no morals? If you cannot communicate with it, and it is not of a reasonably similar level of intelligence, there is no way it can rightly consent! I am taking him into my custody, lest you take even more advantage of him."
  249. > Your sister is angrier than you have seen in a long time
  250. > She wraps a wing around the alien being, and teleports away
  251. > Twilight sits down with a thump
  252. > "What just happened?"
  253. > You sigh
  254. "Luna and I have disagreed about the nature of the anomaly. I just hope we can be reconciled a bit easier than last time."
  255.  
  256. > So, maybe Blotchbutt doesn't mind the ovals?
  257. > You look around as she lets you go
  258. > This is more like it, a nice clean bedroom, a large bed, tables and chairs, yeah you could get used to this
  259. > Still, it looks like you'll have to go Daniel Jackson
  260. > Good thing you figured out step 1, romance the locals
  261. > Now for the hard part
  262. > Figuring out horse speech
  263. > And making some clothes, it's a little cooler in here
  264.  
  265. > Be Luna
  266. > The poor thing is wrapping itself in a blue sheet, no doubt trying to be more like its savior
  267. "No need to go so far, it is enough for you to be yourself."
  268. > You try to pull the sheet off of it, but it resists
  269. > After a few moments of tugging back and forth, you relent
  270. > You suppose it's harmless to let it identify with you more strongly
  271. > The question remains, though, what are you going to do with a sexually abused creature in your private bedroom?
  272. "Did they feed you? What am I saying, of course you can't understand me. I shall just have to send for a servant to bring berries or something."
  273. > You start to turn, but you see it take a deep breath
  274. > "Great mustard, grphlg container."
  275. > No
  276. > It can't be
  277. "Can you understand me?"
  278. > Its brow furrows in concentration
  279. > "Cab you blow us?"
  280. > Even if it can only imitate sounds it hears, this is rather impressive
  281. "Can."
  282. > "Cam."
  283. "Can."
  284. > "Can?"
  285. "Can!"
  286. > You smile and pat it on the head
  287. > Naturally, once you take a being out of an abusive environment, it learns much more quickly
  288. "You."
  289. > "You."
  290. > That's right, it got this one right before
  291. "Understand."
  292. > "Uddergrab."
  293. > You blush a little at the idea
  294. > You know it isn't trying to say...that, but you are beginning to see why this thing troubled your sister so
  295. "Un-der-sta-nd."
  296. > "Hungerma'amed"
  297. "Under-stand"
  298. > "Understab."
  299. "Underst-a-nd"
  300. > "Understaand"
  301. > You pat it on the head again
  302. "Me."
  303. > "We"
  304. "Me"
  305. > "Ne"
  306. "Me"
  307. > "N- m-me"
  308. "Me."
  309. > "Me."
  310. > You pat it on the head again
  311. > Now for the moment of truth
  312. "Can. You. Understand. Me?"
  313. > It tilts its head
  314. > "Can you understand me?"
  315. > You clap happily
  316. "Yes!"
  317. > "Yes?"
  318. > This language thing is easier than you thought
  319. "Yes, I can understand you."
  320. > "Yes! I can uddergrab you."
  321. > You...
  322. > "Uddergrab? Yes?"
  323. > You need to retire to your cham-
  324. > Somewhere else
  325.  
  326. > Maybe you said oval in horse?
  327. > At any rate, you have the room to yourself
  328. > You try to practice the horse words big blue taught you, but without any reference for their pronunciation nor meaning, you stop after a few repetitions
  329. > If Starbutt was shit at learning English, Blotchbutt is worse at teaching Magic Horsish
  330. > But that's what you get when you base your society on booty size
  331.  
  332. > You look around the room
  333. > Might as well figure out what you want to say as early as possible
  334. > Oh hey, paper and quills
  335. > It saddens you as a ballpoint pen master-race to use such outdated technology, but you'll just have to endure it for now
  336. > You set to work drawing food, then
  337. > What do you really need to say?
  338. > Magic horse
  339. > Human
  340. > You really should find out if they have an alphabet
  341. > If you can record what they say, that would go a long way towards remembering the language
  342. > Probably
  343. > Assuming you can get the idea across with your kinda terrible artistic skills
  344.  
  345. > Be Luna
  346. > You ended up in a guest room in one of the lesser used towers
  347. > Even so, you cover yourself in blankets before you permit yourself to think about
  348. > Those skillful paws, kneading your tender teats
  349. > Those perversely dull claws making rows in your soft belly fur
  350. > Your breath is loud in the empty room, otherwise silent but for the rustling of the sheets
  351. > Then the door opens and you freeze
  352. > "Sister, I want to apologize. We should have talked, performed real experiments, and..."
  353. > You stare frozen, touched by the sentiment, but the moment is made awkward by your hoof on your nethers
  354. > Celestia tilts her head, hints of anger making themselves known in her posture
  355. > "Tell me you didn't just take him for yourself."
  356. > You hold out your hooves placatingly
  357. "Nothing of the sort! I was just teaching him words, and he, ah, misspoke indelicately, and so I retreated so I could approach him rationally!"
  358. > She glances wryly at your glistening hoof
  359. "He said u-uddergrab. Several times. You know how he smells, how he bares his teeth, how he has such strength in his exotic body..."
  360. > Celestia's expression softens at that, a goofy smile playing across her lips
  361. > "Oh, yes. I do know that."
  362. > She focuses on you again
  363. > "So you agree? He's intelligent, and just speaks a different language?"
  364. > You frown
  365. "I wouldn't go that far. I have only confirmed that he can parrot sounds. I shall require many more interactions before I can be certain of anything else."
  366. > Celestia raises her eyebrows
  367. > "What about Twilight and I? Can't we interact with him as well?"
  368. > You shake your head
  369. "I have had him for just a few moments, and he has already made more progress learning Equestrian than in the month you had him."
  370. > "Perhaps you are not the variable; Twilight has a theory that he came from the ancient pony homeland, and that his kind were raised as servants to their pony masters. How else do you explain how quickly and expertly he found the scritching areas?"
  371. > That...seems unlikely
  372. "Where are you going with this?"
  373. > "I interacted with him as though he was a servant, and almost instantly he fell into the habits of a concubine. Understand this: he needed no prompting to go from scritching most tenderly to rutting me half out of my mind. Perhaps in your own interactions, you took on the role of an instructor, and he responded to that?"
  374. > That can't be right...
  375. "That's a lot of supposition, but perhaps I was too hasty in banning all interaction with you. If you'll let me clean up, we'll see him together."
  376. > Celestia smiles graciously
  377. > "That sounds good."
  378. > As you wash your hoof in a nearby basin, she asks,
  379. > "So where is he now?"
  380. "In my bedroom."
  381. > You can feel her stare on the back of your head
  382. > "You sure you didn't want him for yourself?"
  383. > You find yourself blushing
  384. "I was in a hurry, and it was a safe place. We can move him to another room."
  385. > Celestia grunts skeptically, but makes no comment
  386. > You return to your room to find the creature messing around with a quill
  387. > Maybe he's imitating the young Twilight Sparkle?
  388. > He perks up noticeably when he sees you
  389. > Yes, you are a kind and gentle pony, it really shows in how-
  390. > Why is he grinning at Celestia?
  391. > "Would you look at that. It looks like he drew some things. Shall we see what he wants?"
  392. > You glare at her for a moment before turning a sweet expression towards the biped
  393. "What do you have for us, specimen?"
  394. > "Specimen?"
  395. "Silence."
  396. > The two of you draw closer and look at the drawings
  397. > They really aren't good, but you can recognize an apple, a bowl, and some other things
  398. > He points to the food
  399. > "N?"
  400. > "Oh dear, did you forget to feed him?"
  401. "I had a lot on my mind!"
  402. > "I imagine you did. I better get him something before he starves. "
  403. > She leaves, deliberately swaying her hips
  404. > The poor thing is hypnotized
  405. > You levitate over a fresh sheet of parchment and sketch out a generic pony, then yourself
  406. "Here, let's learn some more words! You like learning words, right?"
  407. > The beastly thing is slow to turn to you, even after your sister is gone
  408. > Curse her
  409. > You tap your drawing impatiently
  410. > He ambles over, adjusting his sheet
  411. > You point at the pony drawing
  412. "Pony."
  413. > "Coney."
  414. "P'ony."
  415. > "Pony."
  416. > At least he's quick to imitate you
  417. > You point at the drawing of you and tap your chest
  418. "Luna."
  419. > "Wuna."
  420. "L una"
  421. > "Luna."
  422. > First constants seem to be a problem
  423. > Nevertheless, you feel it is important that he learn your name
  424. > You point at only yourself
  425. "Luna."
  426. > You see something flicker in his eyes, and he smiles and points at you
  427. > "Luna!"
  428. > Oh, why is that so sweet to your ears?
  429. > Then he points at himself
  430. > "Gragumbrash."
  431. > What an ugly name
  432. > You point at him
  433. "Anomaly."
  434. > He tilts his head
  435. > "Anoma...Anom."
  436. > He points at himself
  437. > "Anom."
  438. > Then at you
  439. > "Luna."
  440. > A fair compromise
  441. > Then he turns to the parchment excitedly and scribbles out what can only be your sister
  442. > No other pony could be so grossly incandescent
  443. > "N?"
  444. > You sigh
  445. "That is Celestia."
  446. > "The bestia"
  447. > You might kill this Anom creature
  448. "Ce-le-stia."
  449. > "The Labia"
  450. > ...
  451. "Ce"
  452. > "Ce"
  453. "Les"
  454. > "Les"
  455. "Tia"
  456. > "Tia"
  457. "Celestia."
  458. > "Celestia. Celestia? Celestia!"
  459. > You are so done
  460. > Then he hugs you and murmurs "Luna"
  461. > Perhaps he is not so bad
  462.  
  463. > Be Anon
  464. > You are so happy you now know what name to yell out while having sex
  465. > Big Blue needs to loosen up, but you guess she's nice enough in her own way
  466. > You release her from the hug and bring her to one of your earlier drawings
  467. > The best one
  468. > It shows a surprisingly handsome human grinding against the ass of some fine magical horse
  469. > You spent about fifteen minutes getting this one right
  470. "Rehn?"
  471. > You aren't really sure what that means, but it came at the end of a lot of questions Starbutt asked you
  472. > Big Blue blushes and looks away, whickering or whatever you call that noise
  473.  
  474. > Did you just get propositioned by Anom?
  475. "I don't think-"
  476. > You glance at the drawing again
  477. > Why is this one better than the others?
  478. "I mean, ah, "
  479. > He points more emphatically at it
  480. > "N?"
  481. > Okay, maybe he just wants to know the word
  482. > Yeah, that's it
  483. > You take a few deep calming breaths and point at the drawing
  484. "Sex."
  485. > Just then Celestia opens the door, a smirk on her face
  486. > "What have you been teaching him?"
  487. > Anom turns to her grinning broadly
  488. > "Celestia! Sex!"
  489. > Now, you want to die, or just kill him, you aren't sure
  490.  
  491. > Be Celestia
  492. > Did you just get propositioned by the anomaly?
  493.  
  494. > Be Anon
  495. > You may not know much about what they are saying, but you know exactly what to say to stir up the most trouble
  496. > Judging by Big Blue's frantic stuttering and Whiterump's subtle blush, you got it right
  497.  
  498. > Be Celestia
  499. > You recognize that smile
  500. > It's the same one you made when the Gala got torn to shreds
  501. > You're on to this guy
  502. > Meanwhile Luna is still sputtering away
  503. > "-look at this, he was the one who wanted to learn the word!"
  504. > You look and see a well drawn rendition of the anomaly penetrating you
  505. > ...
  506. "Are you sure? This is well drawn, unlike all the others. Honestly, Luna, I don't mind if you have those sorts of feelings for him, I just want him to be free to choose who wants to spend time with."
  507. > You always though your sister was the cutest when she was blushing
  508. > "No! He really did draw that! I mean, I wouldn't, but if he did, and I am not lonely, so stop you know, saying things."
  509. > Too cute
  510. > He must think so too
  511. > The anomaly pats Luna on the neck, smiling at her
  512. > How forward
  513.  
  514. > Be Luna
  515. > You freeze
  516. > You've imagined what it would be like to have a coltfriend
  517. > You are a mare, after all
  518. > But never did you imagine that he would be an alien, or try to initiate things right in front of your sister
  519. > Or that he would have rutted your sister earlier
  520. > "Aw, he likes you!"
  521. > Trust her to make it worse
  522. > Anom looks at you closely
  523. > "Luna? Gar que hoxay?"
  524. > Despite the gibberish, you can hear the concern in his tone
  525. > You are touched, a little
  526. > He strokes your neck
  527. > You are touched a lot
  528. > Curse your marehood, now is not the time
  529. > Celestia giggles from behind her hoof
  530. > "I better leave you two love birds to it then. Good luck!"
  531. > With that, she teleports away
  532. > He glances away at the sudden absence, then goes back to staring into your eyes
  533. "I'm...fine, it's okay."
  534. > You could drown in those eyes
  535.  
  536. > Be Anon
  537. > You are feeling kinda guilty about what you did
  538. > Wuna looks sad, or confused, or something
  539. > You feel obligated to help, somehow
  540. > You raise a hand to stroke her head, but your thumb brushes against her horn on the way
  541. > Wuna shivers, and her eyes roll back for a second
  542. > You freeze, unsure of what you just did
  543.  
  544. > Oh Stars and Void, you just came
  545.  
  546. > Okay, Anon, you can do this
  547. > Just don't touch the horn, because that is probably painful or something
  548. > You wrap your arms around Wuna's neck and hold her close
  549. > You stroke her mane gently, murmuring comforting whispers
  550.  
  551. > He has claimed you, and is growling in your ear while he flaunts his dominance
  552. > You have never been more scared or arou-
  553. > You struggle to say something, do something, but
  554. > His claws pet your mane, the gentle tugs stimulating already sensitive skin
  555. > He pulls back a bit, and you hope you will be set free
  556. > But no, he merely stares into your eyes, daring you to challenge him
  557. > You feel the last dregs of anger stir within you, how dare he-
  558. > He brushes a bit of your mane from the side of your face and cups your cheek in his claw
  559. > You drop your eyes immediately
  560. > He should not be taking these liberties with your person
  561. > You should pin him to the ground with your magic, and call the guards
  562. > He suddenly surges forward, catching you up in a tight hug, murmuring something like "Choo Kude"
  563. > He rubs his cheek against yours, and you cannot help but melt a little
  564. > You have been alone for so long, and he is so very warm
  565. > Your nostrils fill with his intoxicating scent
  566. > Oh Tartarus, he's scratching your neck
  567.  
  568. > You have to hand it to these magic horses, they can be cute when they want to be
  569. > You still aren't sure what was wrong before, but under your expert petting and hugs, Big Blue is definitely feeling better
  570. > Still, extra cuddles never hurt anyone
  571.  
  572. > You freeze as his hand dips towards your belly
  573. > He vigorously scratches, his claws pressing just hard enough to set your skin tingling with crossed signals of pain and pleasure
  574. > How long will he torture you?
  575. > He made you cum within a few seconds of being alone, but now he seems to be taking his dear sweet time ravaging you
  576. > Instead, each minute of rubs and gentle scritching and quiet growling feels like an hour
  577. > The heat that has building inside of you is nearly an inferno
  578. > Finally, he makes a mistake
  579. > He brings his hands up and scratches at your chest, leaving messy furrows in your fur
  580. > You press forward, knocking him to the ground
  581. > He looks up at you, started by your mareful show of cleverness and power
  582. > You place a hoof squarely on his chest, and he has the audacity to smile at you
  583. > You bring your face within inches of his and snort
  584.  
  585. > Looks like someone wants kisses
  586.  
  587. > You
  588. > What
  589. > Just
  590. > You know what?
  591. > Two can play at the ravaging game
  592. > You tear your sheet from his body
  593. > How pitiful
  594. > You prod at his limp stallionhood with a hoof, laughing at how small and malformed it is
  595.  
  596. > Be Anon
  597. > Looks like Wuna is pretty excited about giving you a handjob
  598. > Hoofjob?
  599. > At any rate, today seems to be your lucky day
  600. > Mr. Shine agrees
  601. > Him diamond
  602.  
  603. > Oh
  604. > That is...less pitiful
  605. > You become all too aware of your hoof pressing against his hard, muscular chest
  606. > Your other hoof sensing just how hot a member can be with increased blood flow
  607. > The last of your mirth drains away, and you are left with a heat in your loins and a male under your power
  608. > You have fantasized about this as well
  609. > Your heart pounds, you can hear your heavy breathing
  610. > You are going to do this
  611. > You align yourself carefully, guiding his rod with just a hint of magic
  612.  
  613. > Looks like she wants to skip the hoofjob
  614. > Wuna lowers herself onto your cock, her inner walls like silk around you
  615. > You exhale in a rush, arching your back as she slowly works her way up and down your shaft
  616. > She stares at you with some alien emotion in her eyes
  617. > You have to respond
  618. "Wuna. Thanks for the hzeggs"
  619. > You have the soul of a poet
  620.  
  621. > What is he saying about sex?
  622. > He better not be implying he's had better
  623. > You didn't lose your virginity raping an alien for him to just mock you
  624. > You pick up the pace, nearly slamming into his pelvis
  625. > At the same time, you cup his balls with your magic and knead his flanks with the same
  626. > Over the sound of your own panting, you hear his strangled growls
  627. > His claws snarl uselessly in your chest fur
  628. > It is so /satisfying/ to see him so completely at your mercy
  629. > You lean your head down and whisper in his ear
  630. "You are powerless! I am your princess!"
  631.  
  632. > Oh man, she's talking dirty in your ear, you just know it
  633. > You grab her face and kiss her deeply, your tongue probing the entrance of her longer mouth
  634.  
  635. > What is he doing?
  636. > You...it's fine
  637. > You can handle this
  638. > Even though you are still ravaging his cock with your delicate flower, it somehow feels dirtier to kiss like they do in Prance
  639. > Nevertheless, you have the advantage here
  640. > Your long tongue presses his back, and you feel yourself brush against his sharp teeth
  641. > Another shiver runs through you, and you clamp around his stallionhood
  642. > For several blissful, long seconds, you are only aware of his exquisite length inside you and your tongue barging around heedlessly between his dangerous jaws
  643. > When you come to yourself again, you are startled to realize that he has yet to climax
  644. > Every book you have read has insisted that maregasm will ensure a simultaneous release
  645. > You pull back, wondering if your marehood is defective
  646.  
  647. > That was hotter than you ever thought sex with a horse could be
  648. > Hmmm, looks like she's getting tired
  649. > You better take over
  650. > You roll her over, and start taking long, slow strokes inside her
  651. > She does the shiver thing several more times in the next few minutes, and you think you figured something out
  652.  
  653. > It was a trap
  654. > How could you have forgotten how your sister lay defeated and broken in the dirt?
  655. > Even now, your body is racked with waves upon waves of pleasure
  656. > You could free yourself if you could just gather enough concentration to focus your magic
  657. > It's hard when his relentless cock is pounding your marehood with merciless efficiency
  658. > You begin to gather a few shreds of magic
  659. > Then a claw delicately traces a line down your horn
  660. > Fire flows through your body, your limbs flailing with the sensory overload
  661. > Your marehood spasms over and over, and you scream in ecstasy
  662.  
  663. > Jackpot
  664. > You've been holding out, but this is all beginning to be too much
  665. > You chant her name like a prayer as you accelerate towards your own climax
  666. "Wuna, Wuna, Wuna, Wuna, Wuna...."
  667. > She thrashes on the ground, eyes closed shut in sexual exaltation
  668.  
  669. > He keeps saying your name
  670. > You lay helpless and wild beneath him as he claims you, womb and soul
  671. > He croons out your name one last time as his cock ejaculates within you, filling you with his hot seed
  672. > He embraces your twitching body as his stallionhood softens achingly slowly within you
  673. > What can you do?
  674. > He kisses you sleepily and strokes your mane
  675. > You sigh, and wrap yourself around him
  676. > You could do worse for a coltfriend, you suppose
  677. > The bedroom door opens
  678. > "I heard a scream, are you alright?"
  679. > It's sister's pupil
  680. > Twilight falls silent at the sight of Anom still buried in your marehood, semen dribbling down between your flanks
  681. > "N-nevermind!"
  682. > The door slams shut
  683. > The creature chuckles, but doesn't move
  684. > You don't move either
  685. > You wonder if you could get pregnant from his seed
  686. > More worryingly, you aren't sure what you would prefer to be the truth
  687.  
  688. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  689. > You have to tell the princess
  690. > You knew it was a mistake to leave a mare alone with the Dominus
  691. > You round the corner and teleport to Celestia's room
  692. > She looks up from her work
  693. > "Yes?"
  694. "The Dominus has conquered Luna!"
  695. > "Domi- oh. It's about time. Although, I have to pity any stallion who tries after him."
  696. > You pause at the mental image
  697. "Do you think he'll try to conquer stallions?"
  698. > That would be...
  699. > Terrible
  700. > Yeah
  701. > Your wise teacher considers the grim possibility
  702. > Her cheeks flush with dismay?
  703. > Yes, definitely dismay
  704. > "I shall have to think about that. Still, we should check on Luna. Do you think he's done now?"
  705. > You blush at the memory
  706. "Last time I saw them, he had c-culminated within her m-marehood."
  707. > Celestia covers her mouth in, yes, horror, you are sure of it
  708. > "Oh ho, this I must see!"
  709. > What?
  710. > Maybe he is weaker after conquering a mare?
  711. > With dual flashes of light, the two of you come to stand before Luna's door
  712. > Celestia opens it
  713. > Luna lies tranquilly on her bed, combing her sparkling mane
  714. > You see nopony else
  715. > You turn to Celestia quickly
  716. "He was here! I saw him!"
  717. > Celestia smiles reassuringly
  718. > "I don't doubt it. Well, sister? Do you still think he is a mere animal or is he something more?"
  719. > Luna scowls and sets the comb aside
  720. > Speaking of which, where is the Dominus?
  721. > "In some ways, he is nothing but a beast. Nevertheless, I sense that something more inscrutable than a Dragon's heart motivates him."
  722. > How can they be so calm with a seduction monster on the loose?
  723. > You nudge your teacher
  724. "Shouldn't we restrain him while we are yet unaffected? Where is the monster?"
  725. > The royal sisters exchange a glance
  726. > Celestia smiles down at you
  727. > It's her, 'You're thinking like a filly, not a mare' smile.
  728. > You don't like it
  729. > "He's not a monster, Twilight. He's very forward, and uninhibited. You do bring up a good point; restraints could be fun."
  730. > Luna shifts angrily
  731. > "He may have won this time, but it would taint my victory if we did not fight on equal ground."
  732. > It's too late, they have both been affected
  733. > You run off, to send a message to the only pony you know who could stand a chance
  734. > You only hope that they get here in time
  735.  
  736. > Be Celestia
  737. > There she goes
  738. > One thing is for certain, you can't wait to see the friendship report on all of this
  739. > Back to the topic at hoof
  740. "By the way, where is he right now?"
  741. > Luna nods her head towards the bathroom
  742. > "I noticed his hindquarters carried some of the soil from his enclosure. It seemed needful for him to bathe."
  743. "What an interesting thing to notice."
  744. > You grin at her blush
  745. > "Nevertheless, we should- "
  746. "You were grabbing his butt~!"
  747. > She glares at you
  748. > "Never. The. Less. He cannot stay in my room, and I fear for the maids of we put him elsewhere."
  749. > Oh
  750. "That is a good point. He can stay with me."
  751. > "Sister!"
  752. "I know it is irregular, but I think he will be better behaved than you think."
  753. > Luna stands suddenly, a snarl on her face
  754. > "Because he /likes/ you better?"
  755. > Oh, there's the old venom
  756. > Better step carefully
  757. > You lay down on the floor and close your eyes
  758. "Because I am not challenging him."
  759. > You hear her stride up to you, not quite growling
  760. > "What do you mean?"
  761. > This is a lesson that took you a long time to learn
  762. "I was not conflicted in his embrace. He did not have to persuade me to couple with him. Thus, he no longer has to pursue me."
  763. > "You gave up?"
  764. > You tilt your head side to side
  765. "I am not his opponent. You have claimed that position."
  766. > "I...see."
  767. > You can almost feel the anger leave her
  768. > You open your eyes and smile
  769. "Effective, isn't it?"
  770. > She snorts
  771. > "Perhaps. At any rate, I will be ready when you call for aid."
  772.  
  773. > Be Anon
  774. > You feel cleaner now than you have in the past month
  775. > A real bath
  776. > Real towels
  777. > Shampoo
  778. > Angry magic horses arguing in the next room
  779. > Okay, that last part isn't so great
  780. > The moralfag within you reminds you that this is what happens when you troll in real life
  781. > It certainly doesn't help that you don't speak the language
  782. > You hear the argument die down, so you peek around the corner
  783. > Whiteru-
  784. > You really should use their real names
  785. > Shewestia notices you and beckons you over with a warm smile
  786. > Wuna... you can't read her expression, but she does seem expectant
  787. > Then she murmurs something with a wry twist to her lips, and you figure it's okay
  788. > You walk casually over to Whi-Shewestia, glancing at Wuna all the while
  789. > Shewestia leads you out of the room, leaving her second in command behind
  790. > Heh, second in behind
  791. > As you round the corner, you figure you should try to smooth things over between the two
  792. > Now, how to say this with a four word vocabulary...
  793. > Is Luna in trouble for having sex with you?
  794.  
  795. > Be Celestia
  796. > "Luna, sex,"
  797. > What
  798. > You look over
  799. > He slaps one claw with the other
  800. > "Anom, N?"
  801. "Anom?"
  802. > He points to himself
  803. > "Anom."
  804. > So that is his name
  805. > "Luna sex," claw slap the other, " Anom N?"
  806. > Is he asking if Luna wants rough sex with him?
  807. > Well, she might
  808. > You nod
  809. > His eyes widen
  810. > Poor dear
  811. > "Celestia, " shakes his head, claw slaps other, "Luna!"
  812. > You pause
  813. > Where do you come in this?
  814. > You, not, rough, Luna
  815. > He thinks you are jealous of Luna
  816. > You smile and shake your head
  817. "Celestia, " you pet one hoof with the other, "Luna."
  818.  
  819. > Be Anon
  820. > Ah, of course, Wuna is Shewestia's pet
  821. > Come to think of it, the purple one was pretty submissive to her as well
  822. > Are the dark colored magic horses the pets of horseland?
  823. > Or maybe just the cool hues
  824. > Something to keep an eye out for you guess
  825. > At any rate, you are either a fellow pet, or maybe just a general access sex toy or something
  826. > Not a bad gig, depending on how it plays out
  827. > By the time you are done deducing incredible insights about horse social systems, you arrive at an elegant room littered with countless scrolls, reams of paper, and spools of ribbon
  828. > Shewestia directs you to a cushion as she assumes her place at the nexus of paperwork
  829. > Truly, heavy is the ass that must fill the horselandian throne
  830.  
  831. > Be Celestia
  832. > You really need to teach him more words
  833. > You gather up some writing supplies and draw a pony with her mouth open and letters coming out
  834. > You point at your drawing and at yourself
  835. "Say"
  836. > "Shave"
  837. > Oh how tempted you are to not correct him
  838. > Nevertheless,
  839. "Say"
  840. > "Shay"
  841. "S-ay"
  842. > "Say"
  843. > You give him a nod and a smile, and move on
  844.  
  845. > Be Princess Cadence
  846. > Twilight's message mentioned a rampaging monster with a powerful seduction aura
  847. > It must hide it well, you can't sense anything of the sort
  848. > Shining stands vigilant beside you as the sky chariot comes to land on a wide balcony
  849. > He is so sweet sometimes
  850. > Twilight slips out from behind a curtain, a relieved smile on her face
  851. > "I'm glad you made it. They've changed, ever since he got to them."
  852. > You give her a comforting nudge
  853. "It's alright now, we're here. Now, who was the first one affected?"
  854. > Twilight's face turns grim
  855. > "Celestia."
  856. > That is very troubling
  857. > The three of you stride towards Celestia's chambers
  858. > You'd teleport, but you want to keep a low magical profile for as long as possible
  859. > You take a quick sweep of the room with your senses
  860. > There's the incredible bonfire that is Celestia, the motes that are the sealed scrolls, and the usual background levels of magic
  861. > You open the door, and trip on the Dominus
  862.  
  863. > Be Anon
  864. > One minute, you are trying to get "sorry" across in pantomime, and the next you have a lap full of pink magic horse
  865. > Her belly is thrust out prominently, and she's looking at you with wide, pleading eyes
  866. > Well, might as well fulfill your role
  867. > You scratch her belly
  868.  
  869. > Be Cadence
  870. > Oh~
  871. > It takes a moment, but you roll away just in time for Shining to tackle the Dominus
  872. > Your face is bright with embarrassment
  873. > Celestia is watching with mild interest, no doubt confident in Shining's ability in non-lethal takedowns
  874. > Speaking of, the two males are rolling around, and why is the Dominus laughing?
  875. > Oh
  876. > Oh my
  877.  
  878. > Be Anon
  879. > You forgot how fun wrestling with dogs was
  880. > If mares are like cats, then you are pretty sure stallions are like dogs
  881. > You roll around a bit, then flip him onto his back and give his belly a nice firm scratching
  882. "Honestly, where are you all coming from?"
  883. > Then you look up and see purple hanging back in the doorway
  884. > Looks like she brought her friends for some belly rubs, how sweet
  885.  
  886. > Be Twilight
  887. > It looks like the Dominus will go for stallions too
  888. > Then he looks at you while he molests your brother, and you know you are next
  889. "Forgive me, Shining."
  890. > You run away again, with only one hope left
  891.  
  892. > Be Cadence
  893. > Shining is frozen in horror
  894. > You aren't sure what you feel as you watch his belly get thoroughly and expertly tended to
  895.  
  896. > Be Anon
  897. > Maybe purple is bringing more friends?
  898. > You turn your attention to the subject of your ministrations
  899. > Is this enough for now?
  900. > Then you notice his boner, and you are done and backing away
  901. > Sorry dude, get a mare for that stuff
  902.  
  903. > Be Celestia
  904. > Sometimes, you have to nudge things along
  905. "Hello Cadence, Shining. Have you met my guest, Anom? He's still getting used to pony society, and hasn't quite learned his manners."
  906. > Cadence spares you a sidelong glance
  907. > "Indiscriminate belly rubbing?"
  908. > Shining gets to his hooves shakily
  909. "Among other things. We think he was trained to serve a pony ruling class in a number of ways."
  910. > "Then how about this: You! Sit!"
  911. > Anom sits obediently, looking at you with a curious expression
  912. > You nod encouragingly
  913. "We've been teaching him Equestrian, but only some basic words so far."
  914. > Shining warily places himself between Anom and Cadence
  915. > "And you aren't being controlled?"
  916. > Ah, that's their theory
  917. "I don't think so. What do you sense, Cadence? Your senses are a bit keener than mine in these matters."
  918. > She closes her eyes and concentrates
  919. > "I sense...fondness, lust, and a hint of jealousy. And from him...almost nothing. Goodwill, acceptance, concern, and yes, lust."
  920. > She opens her eyes
  921. > "Nothing controlling, nothing artificial."
  922. > Cadence sits down, much of the stress draining from her frame
  923. > "Please keep him on a tighter leash, though. It would be unfortunate if this sort of thing happened again."
  924. > You raise an eyebrow
  925. "Now, who was it who barged into my private bedchamber?"
  926. > Cadence blushes
  927. > Shining hangs his head a little
  928. > "Yeah, sorry about that."
  929. "I'm sure you've learned your lesson. Now, how about we all settle down and get to know one another?"
  930.  
  931. > Be Shining Armor
  932. > Before you know it, you fall back into your old guard routines
  933. > You almost completely tune out the mares' conversation, monitoring the last statement for questions directed at you
  934. > Most of your attention is on the monster? Culprit? Perpetrator
  935. > He doesn't look so dangerous, sipping tea with that dull look on his face
  936. > You'd almost underestimate him, but your belly still tingles from his attack
  937. > Not to mention your, ah, reaction
  938. > You can see a twinkle in Cadence's eye when she glances at you
  939. > When you were merely a guard assigned to her, you'd often be in this situation; bored and stiff
  940. > She'd make sure you stayed at attention, with innocent seeming motions that moved her tail just so, or bared her slender neck
  941. > You wouldn't mind amusing her in this way if it wasn't for the cause of your current predicament
  942. > You take some solace in being extra vigilant and stoic
  943.  
  944. > Be Cadence
  945. > It seems your dear husband has taken a liking to Celestia's novelty
  946. > He's not even paying attention to the conversation, just staring at the creature
  947. > To anypony else, he would be utterly unreadable, but you can see the longing in his eyes
  948. > You really ought to do something nice for him, he's been working very hard lately
  949. > You glance at his stallionhood
  950. > Very hard indeed
  951. > "What are we looking at?"
  952. > You start at Celestia's whisper in your ear
  953. > You cough and regain your composure
  954. "I was just thinking, do you think you could lend Anom to Shining for an evening? They seem to be bonding nicely."
  955. > Celestia smirks
  956. > "They seem more bored than bonded. I'll ask him though, he is his own creature after all."
  957. > She waves a hoof at Anom, who focuses on her with the dullness you recognize from guards too long at peaceful postings
  958. > "Anom, night, visit, Shining Armor?"
  959. > Your husband perks up at the sound of his name
  960.  
  961. > Be Anon
  962. > You suppose it was only a matter of time
  963. > Some mare was going to ask for the gay stuff eventually
  964. > Still, if you're going to suffer this indignity, you want to see them get off on it
  965. "Cadence, Celestia, watch Anom sex Shining Armor?"
  966. > From his sputtering, shy guy probably doesn't want an audience
  967. > Meanwhile, you are pretty sure the mares are excited about the idea
  968. > That's closer to how you like it
  969.  
  970. > Be Celestia
  971. > You...did not anticipate this
  972. > You've watched Shining climb the ranks over the years and develop into a strikingly handsome unicorn
  973. > You might have entertained some thoughts, but this...
  974. > Cadence can't take her eyes off of Shining's erection
  975. > It's a pretty good one
  976.  
  977. > Be Shining Armor
  978. > Why is no one listening to you?
  979. "Hey, not that there's anything wrong with two stallions having a good time, but I do not swing that way!"
  980. > Hell, the creature doesn't even look that into it
  981. > Maybe that's your way out
  982. > You look him in the eyes
  983. "No sex."
  984. > He blinks
  985. > "jusk kantog? Can."
  986. > Then he grabs your dick and takes your breath away
  987.  
  988. > Be Cadence
  989. > Oh, Shining really likes that
  990. > He's doing the twitchy thing while his horn sparks
  991. > To tell the truth, you rather like this as well
  992. > Your helpless husband
  993. > The way Anom just looks at you like he knows
  994. > You find yourself squirming in your seat, rubbing against the velvet cushion beneath you
  995. > Celestia isn't much better
  996. > She may be completely still, but you recognize the glowing from her marehood
  997. > You've used that too, when Shining was on night patrol
  998. > You bite your lip to keep in the moans
  999.  
  1000. > Be Shining
  1001. > By all that is holy
  1002. > Someone stop the creature!
  1003. > It's so
  1004. > Wrong
  1005. > Not to mention that you are aimed at Celestia
  1006. > It doesn't matter that this feels more amazing than your w-
  1007. > Uggghhhh
  1008. > Crap
  1009. > You can't even think anymore
  1010.  
  1011. > Be Anon
  1012. > It's almost bearable if you don't look at what your hand is doing
  1013. > It is kind of amusing the effect it's having on the mares
  1014. > Pinkie, you aren't being subtle about humping the floor
  1015. > Shewestia can't take her eyes off your handjob
  1016. > You wonder...
  1017. > It's a bit of a stretch, but you reach out with your other hand and grab her ass
  1018. > She whimpers and her hips buck once
  1019. > Oh hell yes
  1020.  
  1021. > Be Cadence
  1022. > Such debauchery
  1023. > Reducing everyone to rutting animals
  1024. > Twilight was more right than she knew
  1025. > Shining's cock surges, splattering the table with his glorious cum
  1026. > A droplet lands in Celestia's chest fur
  1027. > At that precise instant, you cum
  1028.  
  1029. > Be Shining
  1030. > You collapse onto your back, your body almost painful with the height of your orgasm
  1031. > You might swing that way after all
  1032.  
  1033. > Be Anon
  1034. > Great, now your hand is all sticky
  1035. "Gotta clean this off somehow."
  1036. > You pull your hand away from shy guy and stand up
  1037.  
  1038. > Be Cadence
  1039. > That cum is yours
  1040.  
  1041. > Pink Pervert climbs up onto the table and licks your hand, maintaining perfect eye contact
  1042. > You freeze as her tongue caresses every inch of your hand, between the fingers, licking and suckling until its clean
  1043. > When she swallows, you check yourself
  1044. > Yup diamonds
  1045. > Then she turns her back on you and starts lapping at the cum on the table
  1046. > Goddamn
  1047.  
  1048. > You feel something stir within you
  1049. > First things first, though
  1050. "Cadence, sex?"
  1051. > Shewestia gives you a gentle push towards the pink tush and says
  1052. > "Yes."
  1053. > Well, let's see
  1054. > You get a double handful of bubblebutt
  1055. > Cadence's tail lifts up and over your arm, revealing a winking pussy
  1056. > No need to ask twice, then
  1057.  
  1058. > Be Cadence
  1059. > There's a fire in your veins clouding your mind
  1060. > Your vision is filled with the delicious cum on the table and Shining's still firm erection
  1061. > Even as you lap up your favorite treat, you feel something latch onto your hindquarters
  1062. > In your lust fueled haze, you automatically lift your tail out of the way
  1063. > Celestia enters your field of vision, hovering over your husband's cock
  1064. "Wait, what do-"
  1065. > Something amazing plows through your undefended pussy
  1066. > The pressure on your flanks spikes, and your forelegs give out as the Dominus hilts inside you
  1067. > Your face lands in the puddle of Shining's cum, and you are only peripherally aware of Celestia lowering herself
  1068.  
  1069. > Be Shining Armor
  1070. > You had almost recovered when something hot and wet enveloped your stallionhood
  1071. > Your eyes snap open and are filled with a wondrous sight
  1072. > Princess Celestia is riding your dick, an expression of wanton abandonment on her face
  1073. "N-no, this is wrong!"
  1074. > She locks eyes with you, her expression sobering a little
  1075. > "Forgive me, but I could not hold back any longer."
  1076. > With that, her hips grind against yours in a slow, exquisite rotation
  1077. > You gasp at the stimulation, your cock already throbbing inside the pussy you had fantasized the most about, second only to your wife's
  1078. > Where is Cadence?
  1079. > Why isn't she stopping this?
  1080. > Celestia nuzzles your neck, and you find it increasingly difficult to protest
  1081. > Then you glimpse your wife over Celestia's shoulder, and it all makes sense
  1082. > Cadence had insisted on making all of your dreams come true, even when you ashamedly admitted your onetime lust for the Sun Princess
  1083. > She must have traded a favor to Celestia's pet for this rare opportunity to rut the Sun
  1084. > You smile at your wife, and yield yourself to the ecstasy of Celestia's marehood
  1085.  
  1086. > Be Cadence
  1087. > Your nose is filled with the scent of Shining's cum
  1088. > Celestia bends down to nuzzle his neck, and he smiles at you
  1089. > Why this gratitude?
  1090. > Anom thrusts inside you again, your cheek smearing against the table
  1091. > Ah, you remember now
  1092. > How embarrassed he was to admit his juvenile fantasy
  1093. > How you would roleplay as the radiant princess
  1094. > Your promise to make his dreams real
  1095. > As prices go, this one isn't so bad
  1096. > You give yourself over to riding Anom's cock
  1097. > You do spare a bit of magic to stroke Shining's neck
  1098. > Oh how you love him
  1099.  
  1100. > Be Anon
  1101. > Pinkie starts getting into the rhythm, her tail coiling around your waist
  1102. > You bend forward and drag your fingers down her back, savoring the way her inner walls clench around you as you hilt
  1103. > No doubt about it, this is worth a handjob
  1104. > You wrap your arms around Cadence in a bear hug and lift her up, thrusting deep into her from below
  1105. > She squeals in surprise and delight, her back arched against your firm chest
  1106. > You slide one hand down her belly and rub her pussylips as you pump in and out
  1107.  
  1108. > Be Celestia
  1109. > You feel your guilt growing in proportion to your pleasure
  1110. > And yet, even though you know this is a mistake, you can't stop yourself
  1111. > Then Shining Armor smiles at something, and turns to look at you
  1112. > His face is so close
  1113. > He kisses you, his tongue invading your startled mouth
  1114. > You cum right then and there, bucking senselessly as you return the kiss
  1115. > Your guilt drops away, and you fill yourself with the firm length of a virile young stallion
  1116.  
  1117. > Be Shining Armor
  1118. > Her mouth is as sweet as you thought it would be
  1119. > You wrap your hooves around her neck and pound her quivering pussy, no doubt highly sensitive after that last orgasm
  1120. > You can feel yourself nearing the edge, your senses filled with the lovely sight and scent of an aroused mare
  1121. > You break the kiss, and whisper in her ear,
  1122. "Thank you, for fulfilling my dream."
  1123. > As she shudders with the wave of her third orgasm, you can hold back no longer
  1124. > You fire deep into the belly of the Sun, clutching her to your chest as you ride your own wave of pleasure
  1125. > For long moments, the two of you lay there
  1126. > Then Celestia looks at you, her face flushed with pleasure
  1127. > "You know, I had dreamed of this as well."
  1128. > You smile, flattered
  1129. "Then here's to dreams."
  1130. > You give her a kiss on the cheek, and pump your softening member once more inside her
  1131. > She giggles, then rests her head against your neck
  1132.  
  1133. > Be Cadence
  1134. > From your vantage point, you were able to see that whole adorable little scene
  1135. > Still, you feel a little lonely, even as you are rutted like no mare has been rutted before
  1136. > You've lost count of your orgasms, your whole body tingling with every thrust, stroke, and shift of Anom's claws
  1137. > You twist to look back and up at this impossible creature, your mouth parted and inviting
  1138. > You expect his kiss to be deep and fierce, but he takes his time, his lips surging against yours like a slowly building tide
  1139. > He lays you on your back on the table, his kisses and pounding uninterrupted
  1140. > Once his hands are freed, he strokes your face lightly with the rounded tips of his claws
  1141. > You find yourself to be the one to go for the tongue, your nose filling with his musk, your tongue tasting the exotic depths and thrilling points of his mouth
  1142. > Then his claws converge on your horn, tracing the spiral, filling your body with white hot pleasure
  1143. > You keen into his mouth, your body desperately clinging to his, trying to fill you with the entirety of his length
  1144. > He shudders at the same time, his hips slamming into yours
  1145. > Finally he hilts, and you feel his hot semen fill you as he surges again and again
  1146. > After a long, exquisite moment, you relax your hold on him a little
  1147. > He smiles at you
  1148. > "Thank you."
  1149. "You're welcome."
  1150. > He brushes a strand of your mane from your face, and you feel warm inside, even more than before
  1151. > You want to share this
  1152. "Take me to Shining."
  1153. > He tilts his head, then picks you up
  1154. > As you gently sway in his grasp, you wonder at the strength in those limbs
  1155. > He sets you down by your husband
  1156. > Shining looks at you with warm, affectionate eyes
  1157. > "Thank you, my beloved."
  1158. > You give him a kiss
  1159. "Anything for you."
  1160.  
  1161. > Be Anon
  1162. > You have to say, you are feeling pretty satisfied
  1163. > Shewestia rolls off the stallion, and looks at you with a pleading expression
  1164. > "Carry me?"
  1165. > You sigh, and pick her up
  1166. > She's actually kind of heavy
  1167. > You shift your grip and rest part of her weight on your hip
  1168. > She nods towards her bed, which looks awfully inviting
  1169. > You walk over slowly and set her down on the mattress
  1170. > Shewestia beckons you to her, and you climb in beside her
  1171. > She wraps her hooves around you, and snuggles up close
  1172. > You return the embrace, bathing in the warmth of her presence
  1173. > And just like that, you fall asleep
  1174.  
  1175. > Be Anon
  1176. > You sorta recognize this dream
  1177. > You walk into the kitchen, and there's your bowl of mac and cheese
  1178. > Then, yes, light flickers
  1179. > When you look back, the bowl is gone and you are hungry
  1180. > You rifle through the fridge, then the cupboards, then the oven
  1181. > Nothing, same as always
  1182. > You turn, expecting Mr. Rodgers to make it all better
  1183. > No
  1184. > It's god damn Wuna eating your bowl of mac and cheese
  1185. "Stop that! It's mine!"
  1186. > She freezes, a forkful midway to her mouth
  1187. > You stride towards her to grab it, but you can't seem to make any progress
  1188. > She just gets farther and farther away, and keeps eating your damn mac and cheese
  1189. > You wake up angrier than you have been for a while now
  1190. > You blearily turn your head, barely making out a number of silhouettes around the bed
  1191. > "Now!"
  1192. > You are engulfed in a brilliant rainbow, its light somehow bearable
  1193. > In fact, you find yourself calming down
  1194. > It was just a dream, and in no way is Wuna responsible for the theft of your dream food
  1195. > Your eyes adjust to the morning light, and you see Purple has brought even more friends, how nice
  1196. > In fact, you are feeling great after what is no doubt a anti-hangover spell
  1197. > You gather Starbutt up in a hug, patting her neck fondly for the nice spell she cast
  1198.  
  1199. > Be Twilight
  1200. > How could it have failed?
  1201. > Sun, moon, love, and friendship
  1202. > How could seduction magic be stronger than them all?
  1203. > As the Dominus presses you against his firm chest, you feel the magic take hold
  1204. > Then a light blue aura pries you from his arms
  1205. > "Unhoof her, you ruffian!"
  1206. > Good, yes, good thing Rarity stopped him
  1207. > Rainbow scowls
  1208. > "That's it, plan A is a flop, I'm beating him up."
  1209. "Wait, Rainbow, no!"
  1210. > It's too late
  1211. > She launches backward into the air, then divebombs the waiting seduction monster
  1212. > He dodges to the side and snags her by her chest
  1213. > He spins a half-circle from the transfer of momentum, bringing Dash to rest at his side
  1214. > Before you can do anything, he ruffles her mane and scratches her ear
  1215. > You can't tear your eyes away from the pegasus's humiliation
  1216. > Applejack charges in soon after, her head lowered for a headbutt that could no doubt crack ribs
  1217. > The Dominus slides out of the bed and gets into a crouch
  1218. > Right before Applejack would collide with him, he flips her over his back and snares her in a sheet
  1219. > Her hat falls to the side and she looks at him with well founded dread
  1220. > With unholy glee, he scratches her belly and fends off her weakly flailing hooves
  1221. > "Oooh, that looks fun!"
  1222. > Pinkie hops up to him and rubs her face against his shoulder
  1223. > He immediately turns his attention to her and runs his hands all over her face and down her neck
  1224. > Applejack and Rainbow make a few desultory moves to get away, but he makes sure to pat them before they do
  1225. > How cunning, to use embarrassment and arousal to lock multiple ponies in relative immobility
  1226. > You have to retreat
  1227. > With the familiarity of long practice, you lock onto the sparks that are your friends and teleport to a vacant guestroom
  1228. > Pinkie pouts
  1229. > "Aww, it was just getting good!"
  1230. > Rarity sighs long-sufferingly
  1231. > "Pinkie, dear, I fear you misunderstand the mission. We are to stop a seduction monster from taking over Equestria, not submit to an orgy."
  1232. > Pinkie Pie tilts her head
  1233. > "Really?"
  1234. > You clear your throat
  1235. "Yes really. Now girls, we've determined a frontal assault won't work, nor the Elements of Harmony. Now, we need to come up with a plan, or else he will subdue us one by one. Any ideas, girls?"
  1236. > Fluttershy doesn't make eye contact with you, and kicks a hoof
  1237. "What is it, Fluttershy?"
  1238. > She starts at the question, then hides behind her mane
  1239. > "Could we, um. Talk to him? Maybe of we ask nicely, he will only use his magic on lonely mares, or something."
  1240. >...
  1241. "Fluttershy, he's a sex monster. You can't reason with things like that, you would just get scratched and rubbed relentlessly and feel his alien physiology prod against you, and..."
  1242. > Rarity is giving you an odd look
  1243. > "Darling, don't take this the wrong way, but have you, ah, imagined what it would be like to be taken by a Dominus, was it? Perhaps late at night, or in the shower?"
  1244. > Your eyes widen
  1245. "How could you know? Has he affected you too?"
  1246. > Rarity bites her lip
  1247. > Oh no, this is going to be bad news
  1248. > "Not as such. But let us just say, I recognize the signs. Don't you agree, Applejack?"
  1249. > For some reason the farmpony blushes
  1250. > "Ah'll leave it to you then. Ah'm gonna get mah hat."
  1251. > Nothing is making sense
  1252. > Pinkie looks between the two, then starts giggling helplessly
  1253. > Rainbow Dash frowns
  1254. > "What's going on?"
  1255. > Rarity glances at you apologetically
  1256. > "It would seem that Twilight finds the Dominus to be very...exciting. As such, he's almost exactly as dangerous as a large pet dog. Eager, yes, but only as truly dangerous as you let him."
  1257.  
  1258. > Rainbow sits down
  1259. > "Are you saying he's like an animal that's only being friendly when rubbing against you? How do you explain what happened to the princesses?"
  1260. > Rarity coughs politely
  1261. > "Animals also react to the signals you give them. The princesses must have been acting...receptive while he was showing affection."
  1262. > Fluttershy nodded knowingly
  1263. > "You have to have good self-control, if you don't want very special fuzzy friends. I think I will talk to him, he seems like such a nice critter."
  1264. > With that she trots off
  1265. "Wait, I don't think it's that simple, I mean he didn't even touch me before this morning, and I have been struggling against his influence since yesterday!"
  1266. > Pinkie Pie giggles
  1267. > "That's cause you think his baguette would be super nice in your oven!"
  1268. > ...
  1269. > Rainbow nods slowly
  1270. > "That makes sense, I mean, I still feel nothing and he totally scratched my ear."
  1271. > Oh no
  1272. > He's gotten to them too
  1273. > You dare not bring anypony else into this, he'd just take them over
  1274. > It's up to you to stop him from ruling Equestria with a soft, delicate claw
  1275.  
  1276. > Be Applejack
  1277. > You don't like to think about the time when you first got Winona
  1278. > Things just haven't been the same with Big Mac ever since then
  1279. > He's your brother, and you love him, but some things a sister just isn't meant to see
  1280. > Enough of that, you have a hat to get
  1281. > The maids are helpful enough with directions, but you don't like the look they give you
  1282. > Just 'cause a creature rutted the princesses senseless don't mean you are a hankerin' for a try
  1283. > When you open the door, you see your hat
  1284. > Unfortunately, the domiwhatsits is wearing it
  1285. > You walk up to him
  1286. "It'd be real kind of you ifn' you'd give me mah hat."
  1287.  
  1288. > Be Anon
  1289. > Oh, you didn't see her there
  1290. > Give her a what?
  1291. > You shrug
  1292.  
  1293. > Be Applejack
  1294. "Mah hat."
  1295. > He still looks confused
  1296. > If he weren't so tall, you'd just take it and be done
  1297. > Well, if words ain't doin' it
  1298. > You point at the top of your head, then at your hat, then at your chest
  1299.  
  1300. > Be Anon
  1301. > Oh, that's cute, she wants her head scratched
  1302. > You smile and dig your fingers in her mane, gently scraping her scalp
  1303. > Her breath hitches
  1304. > Looks like you hit the right spot
  1305. > You give her a few more moments of head scratching and then give her a final pat on the head
  1306. > All the while, her eyes stay half-closed in relief
  1307. > You are glad you could help
  1308.  
  1309. > Be Applejack
  1310. > That's not what you meant at all
  1311. > You swish your tail in frustration and
  1312. > Well, you just have to get your hat back
  1313. > He turns away, satisfied with mussing you up
  1314. > You've seen that before
  1315. > Suddenly you ain't feeling so kindly about everything
  1316. > You get up on your hind legs and give him a nice, firm push
  1317. > He manages to catch himself on his claws, so you don't feel so bad
  1318. > You trot over and flip your hat back on your head
  1319. "Pardon, but this belongs to me."
  1320. > He sits back, watching you warily, but he doesn't look mad
  1321. > You tip your hat
  1322. "Sorry about the fuss. Have a nice day, Sugarcube."
  1323.  
  1324. > Be Anon
  1325. > Clearly, you have just been m'ladied by whatever the magic horse version of a neckbeard is
  1326. > Warm hue privilege and that cowboy hat
  1327. > She starts to walk away, and you have to admit that this...cowtail? has a nice rear
  1328. > Probably a mayor or a sheriff, if you had to guess
  1329. "Dat ass."
  1330. > That's the nice thing about language barriers; you can say inappropriate things and they are none the wiser
  1331.  
  1332. > Be Applejack
  1333. > What was that?
  1334. > You turn to see him looking at you, biting his lip
  1335. > No, not at you, but your...
  1336. > Can't be
  1337. > You move your rear to the side
  1338. > His eyes follow, and you see his mighty tree roughly hewn
  1339. > Well, ain't that flatterin'
  1340. > ...
  1341. > You move your rear to the other side
  1342.  
  1343. > Be Anon
  1344. > Sometimes, you can be pretty dense
  1345. > She wasn't just asking for head scratches
  1346. > Here she is, waving her butt at you
  1347. > You suppose it's time for her to receive some real warm-hue privilege
  1348.  
  1349. > Be Applejack
  1350. > You really shouldn't be teasing him like this
  1351. > Even if it is nice to have somepony a'pining for your hindquarters
  1352. > You turn back towards the door, and take a few steps
  1353. > You hear him rise up behind you
  1354. > Before you know it, he's grabbin' at your rear, makin' you tingle and shiver
  1355. > You should buck him
  1356. > Buck him hard
  1357.  
  1358. > Be Anon
  1359. > Damn, but this ass is firm
  1360. > You can feel the flex of the muscles in her flanks as she shifts under your hands
  1361. > You can't hold back any longer
  1362. > You duck under her tail and lick her inner thigh
  1363.  
  1364. > Be Applejack
  1365. > You were all set to let him have it, and now...
  1366. > You glance back at the claws still digging into your rump
  1367. > You think you'll let him have it
  1368. > Then his tongue reaches your marehood, and you push him down to the ground, sitting on his clever little face
  1369.  
  1370. > Be Anon
  1371. > Looks like she likes it
  1372. > You take your time, running your hands up and down her generous thighs
  1373. > Your tongue slowly traces her flower, rewarded with shudders and increased flow
  1374. > For some reason, she tastes like some sort of breakfast cereal
  1375. > Hints of cinnamon
  1376. > You delve a little deeper, and her thighs clench on your head
  1377.  
  1378. > Be Applejack
  1379. > Oh mercy
  1380. > You clench your eyes shut as you make a right mess on his face
  1381. > Even after the flood, you can't help but buck your hips against his face a few more times
  1382. > You should stop
  1383. > It ain't fair to take advantage of a simple creature this way
  1384. > You try to get your hind hooves under you, but he's holding on too tight
  1385. "It's alright, you don't have to do any more."
  1386. > His only response is to delve deep in your marehood with his tongue
  1387. "Ffffffritters, that's good!"
  1388. > You collapse onto his belly, your strength stolen by the blinding pleasure of a firm muscle writhing inside you
  1389. > You feel guilty, feeling this good
  1390. > You are a bad mare
  1391. > Something long and hard taps against your cheek
  1392. > Maybe there is a way to make it up to him
  1393.  
  1394. > Be Anon
  1395. > You wonder if magic horses are related to fainting goats
  1396. > There seems to be a lot of muscle failure when certain areas are stimulated
  1397. > It's kinda cute
  1398. > Then your member is engulfed in a warm, wet mouth
  1399. > You moan into Orange's pussy
  1400. > At once, she sucks hard on you, and your face is bathed in marecum again
  1401.  
  1402. > Be Applejack
  1403. > You might just try to get bestiality legalized
  1404. > Having something make you feel this good shouldn't be illegal
  1405. > You bob your head up and down his cock, savoring the velvety texture on your tongue
  1406. > Then the door opens
  1407. > "Oh my. Um. Don't mind me."
  1408. > You let the stallionhood fall out of your mouth
  1409. "H-hi Fluttershy..."
  1410.  
  1411. > Be Fluttershy
  1412. > Oh dear, you seem to have walked in on Applejack just when she was making friends with the Dominus
  1413. > Then your good friend just lets the penis fall out of her mouth
  1414. > You're sorry, but that's rude
  1415. > "H-hi Fluttershy..."
  1416. > The big guy groans and Applejack's back arches as she does the honeybunny dance
  1417. "Applejack, it's not nice to just drop it, even if you want to talk to somepony. Here, let me show you."
  1418. > You kiss the tip, then push it past your lips
  1419. > You make your way down the delightful length, your tongue swirling around it
  1420. > The big guy moans, and you are so happy you could make him feel nice
  1421. > Then you look up at Applejack with pretend surprise
  1422. "Mmhmm hm mh hmmm!"
  1423. > Then you slowly pull back, stroking the available length with the frog of your hoof
  1424. > Finally, it's completely out of your mouth, and you keep stroking it with your hoof
  1425. "'Oh, hi Applejack. Did you want something?' See? Now he's still happy, and you can talk to whoever is at the door."
  1426. > Applejack stares at you, her cheeks flushed from friend making
  1427. > "Ah reckon ah heard you answer the door like that a fair few times."
  1428. > You nod happily, glad to finally have somepony to talk to this about
  1429. "Pretty clever, huh?"
  1430.  
  1431. > Be Applejack
  1432. > You are very firmly not thinking about all the animals that have been through that cottage
  1433. > You know you ought to be disturbed, but it's pretty hard to focus while being pleasured
  1434. > That might explain what you say next
  1435. "Say, Fluttershy, why don't you take a turn on his thing? Ah'd do it, but ah'm a little stuck right now."
  1436. > She glances down at the erection under her hoof
  1437. > "Are you sure? It looked like you were having fun sucking in it."
  1438. > You pause as another orgasm wracks your body, and you let out a hoarse cry of pleasure
  1439. > Once you get your breathing under control, you nod at her
  1440. "Ah'm sure. Don't you want to make friends with him?"
  1441. > She nods happily
  1442. > "Oh yes, that would be wonderful. Well, here I go."
  1443. > Fluttershy crouches above the critter's crotch, carefully positioning herself
  1444. > "Hey there big guy, my name's Fluttershy, and I am very~ happy to meet you."
  1445. > You can't look away as the cock parts her pussylips and slides up inside her
  1446. > Fluttershy lets out a delicate little sigh
  1447. > Then she gets to work, grinding, rocking, and panting
  1448. > She stares at you with half-lidded, grateful eyes
  1449. > "Oh yes, thank you Applejack."
  1450. > You stare at her open mouth
  1451. > You are no Rainbow Dash, but Fluttershy is a model
  1452. > Her slender neck
  1453. > Her elegant mane
  1454. > Her soft belly
  1455. > Her hot breath washing against your face
  1456. "Say, Fluttershy..."
  1457. > "Yes?"
  1458. "Do you want to make friends...with me?"
  1459. > You know it's impossible
  1460. > You're nothing but work calluses and hard muscle
  1461. > A muddy brute
  1462. > "Oh, Applejack. We can build our friendship anytime."
  1463. > Then a soft pair of lips meets yours, and all your doubts fall away, followed by tears of joy
  1464.  
  1465. > Be Anon
  1466. > Quite frankly, you have no idea what is going on
  1467. > You were getting a nice blowjob, then there was talking, then an even better blowjob with some hoof action
  1468. > Then more talking, and you are 95% certain this is not a third, even more incredible blowjob
  1469. > Then something wet drops onto your belly
  1470. > Either saliva or tears
  1471. > Either way, you switch from grasping this ass to stroking her back comfortingly
  1472. > Your jaw is getting pretty tired, and your erection is getting quite the workout inside the nice horse
  1473. > As you probe two sets of slippery folds, you reckon that both should give out at about the same time
  1474. > Not a bad way to spend the morning
  1475.  
  1476. > Be Fluttershy
  1477. > Poor Applejack
  1478. > You just know she would be great in bed, but all the stallions in town just want to get under her hat
  1479. > As you kiss her sweetly, you feel your heart grow warm
  1480. > You two are going to be the best friends
  1481. > You are going to get to know her inside and out
  1482. > So, while you are riding the big guy's cock, your focus is on slipping your tongue past parched lips
  1483. > Applejack moans into your mouth, shuddering as another orgasm courses through her
  1484. > Delicious
  1485. > Oh, and the critter is ready too
  1486. > You break the kiss gently, pecking her lips one last time as an apology
  1487. "It's okay, big guy. Let it all out into momma Fluttershy."
  1488. > You stroke his stomach softly as he heaves and bucks under you, thrusting as deep as he can
  1489. > You close your eyes in satisfaction as his seed erupts inside you, spraying again and again and again
  1490. > Such a nice present
  1491.  
  1492. > Be Applejack
  1493. > You feel his hold slip from your legs, and you get to your hooves shakily
  1494. > You feel about as strong and stable as a newborn calf
  1495. > You stagger a few feet away and lay on your side
  1496. > Fluttershy elegantly strides over and lays down in front of you, cum leaking from between her legs
  1497. "So you've done this before?"
  1498. > She smiles and nods
  1499. > "Fun, wasn't it?"
  1500. > You have to give her that, you haven't had that many orgasms in a row ever before
  1501. "Ah can hardly believe it happened."
  1502. > Fluttershy reaches out and strokes your face
  1503. > You blush at the bold contact
  1504. > "You'll find animals can be much more perceptive and persistent than ponies."
  1505. > What's that supposed to mean?
  1506. > "When we get back to Ponyville, why don't I introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Raccoon? They have a nice little open marriage, and I think you would really like them."
  1507. > What did you just get yourself into?
  1508. "Fluttershy, Ah wanted to spend more time with you. Ah'm sure they are very nice, but..."
  1509. > She slides her hoof down your neck, and you take a deep involuntary breath
  1510. > "We can have our own time too, I just thought, since we both share this thing with animals..."
  1511. > She suddenly seems unsure of herself, and stops stroking you
  1512. > To be honest, you do wonder what a raccoon would have to offer
  1513. "Ah get it. Part of being friends with somepony is meeting their friends, right?"
  1514. > Fluttershy nods happily
  1515. > "Oh yes! And then afterward, I can lick the cum out of you, and we can take a long, hot bath, and I'm sure you'll love it!"
  1516. > That does sound nice
  1517. "Speaking of licking the cum out..."
  1518.  
  1519. > Be Anon
  1520. > For some reason, the horses are now in lesbians with each other
  1521. > Rather than being the third wheel, you wrap yourself in a white bedsheet and stealth your way out of the room
  1522.  
  1523. > Be Rarity
  1524. > The sad fact of your little group of friends is that for matters of a certain, ah, delicate quality, you are the only one with the necessary experience and insight
  1525. > As such, you approached Princess Celestia for her version of the events
  1526. > ...
  1527. > You are compelled to admire her descriptiveness, and willingness to speak of such...things
  1528. > "-surprisingly obedient too. Although, I suppose certain incentives help."
  1529. > You cough politely
  1530. "Indeed. You mentioned a list of words he knows?"
  1531. > Celestia levitates a scroll to you
  1532. > "We hope to add more to his vocabulary, but we have so little time. Twilight would be the best teacher, but..."
  1533. > You nod
  1534. "She is rather out of sorts as of now."
  1535. > An aide draws up to the Princess and whispers in her ear
  1536. > She smiles and dismisses him
  1537. > "Rainbow Dash, would you mind retrieving Anom? The guards in the east wing would direct him towards here, but he's having too much fun sneaking around."
  1538. > Dash salutes and zips off
  1539.  
  1540. > Be Anon
  1541. > The first time, it was just to see if you could
  1542. > Now, though, you have to see how far you can go
  1543. > You press your back against the corner and throw a pebble to the other side of the hallway
  1544. > The sentry's ears perk up and he walks from his post to investigate
  1545. > You slip around the corner, and into a nearby door
  1546. > It's an empty ballroom, with a servant washing a window in the corner
  1547. > You really should tell the Buttarchs how terrible their security is
  1548. > You creep along the wall until you reach the far door
  1549. > You peek into the hallway
  1550. > Nothing
  1551. > You vaguely hope you find a cardboard box
  1552.  
  1553. > Be Rainbow Dash!
  1554. > You're on a rescue mission, and
  1555. > Oh, there he is
  1556. > You just watch as he steps over a rigid guard
  1557. > Anom has some long legs
  1558. > He crouches low and hugs the wall
  1559. > Then he sees you watching him
  1560. > This mission is lame
  1561. > Apparently, he thinks so too
  1562. > He sighs and straightens up as you approach
  1563. "Hey, uh, food this way."
  1564. > Anom brightens up at that
  1565. > You wave to the nice guard, and start trotting away
  1566. > Anom follows
  1567. > ...
  1568. > This is boring
  1569. > You find your eyes wandering
  1570. > All those pert rumps at attention
  1571. > "What wrong?"
  1572. > You turn to meet the guy's concerned stare
  1573. > You grin a little
  1574. "Asses."
  1575. > The princess did say they wanted to teach him more words
  1576. > "Kassest?"
  1577. > You shake your head and lead him over to a grey lady guard
  1578. > You point at her rear
  1579. "Ass."
  1580. > Anom rocks back with sudden understanding
  1581. > "Ass."
  1582. > The guard struggles to keep her face straight
  1583. > You set your butt right next to hers, flanks just barely brushing
  1584. "Asses."
  1585. > He stares, transfixed
  1586. > "Ass...es."
  1587. > You wink at the lady guard, who blushes lightly
  1588. > You'll have to come back here later
  1589. > You set off again, a new game in mind
  1590. > Anom catches up slowly
  1591. > The next guard you see, you point at
  1592. "Good ass?"
  1593. > Anom tilts his head, then shakes it
  1594. > "Sh-talone ass. No good me."
  1595. > Can't blame him
  1596.  
  1597. > Be Anon
  1598. > You are feeling pretty thick right now
  1599. > Not just because of Bluebird's visual aid for 'asses'
  1600. > You though you were learning the language of the magic horses
  1601. > In fact, you are merely getting acclimated to heavily horse-accented English
  1602. > You follow Bluebird in a daze, tersely appreciating the rears along the way
  1603.  
  1604. > Be Celestia
  1605. "Good morning, Luna."
  1606. > She nods in acknowledgement, then picks at the food in her bowl
  1607. > Strange
  1608. "Is something the matter?"
  1609. > Luna smirks
  1610. > "Today, I shall achieve the first in what is sure to be a long series of victories."
  1611. > ...
  1612. > Perhaps you should talk about something else
  1613. "So, I see you have cheese sauce on your noodles. Is it good?"
  1614. > Luna stares intently at the dining hall doors
  1615. > "It will be."
  1616. > As if on cue, Rainbow Dash and Anom walk in
  1617. > The fast little pony approaches you and salutes
  1618. > "Princess Celestia, Anom is retrieved."
  1619. > He nods at you amicably
  1620. > "Prince ass Celestia."
  1621. > Everypony stops what they are doing
  1622. "It's Princess."
  1623.  
  1624. > Be Anon
  1625. > The only thing that would change much would be proper nouns and titles
  1626. > You know you recognize the last part of Shewestia's title
  1627. > Perhaps you were too harsh on the consonants
  1628.  
  1629. > Be Celestia
  1630. > "Finest ass Celestia."
  1631. > The tension in the air is palpable
  1632. > Poor Rarity faints
  1633. > Rainbow Dash is trying very hard to disappear
  1634. > You can see the serving staff admire Anom's audacity
  1635. "I like it. Breakfast, Anom?"
  1636. > The room is filled with talking as the nobles try to figure out exactly who and in what context it is allowed to address you as finest ass
  1637. > The answer, of course, is that if you have to think about it, you can't use that form of address
  1638. > Meanwhile, Anom picks up a plate and serves himself from a few of the platters of food
  1639. > He freezes when he sees Luna's meal
  1640. > "M-mac and che-heese!"
  1641. > Luna is very smug
  1642. "Ah, a dish from his homeland. Did you happen to make extra?"
  1643. > Luna takes a bite
  1644. > "No, it completely slipped my mind."
  1645. > Oh dear, it seems Anom is angry
  1646. "No mad, Anom. Memac and Chi Heez lunch."
  1647. > Anom calms at that, even as Luna pouts
  1648. > He nods at you
  1649. > "Thank you."
  1650. > Then he nods curtly to Luna
  1651. > "Finest ass Luna."
  1652. > Her face turns bright red
  1653. > "Y-you too."
  1654. > Anom looks around, then settles down to eat in the spot by the comatose Rarity
  1655. > All in all, a good morning
  1656.  
  1657. > Be Rarity
  1658. > After spending a socially acceptable amount of time pretending to be stricken by sudden impropriety, you resume your breakfast
  1659. > It would seem you have a new neighbor
  1660. > Out of habit, you turn a measuring eye on his form
  1661. > It's not terrible accurate, but it's enough to sketch out a few potential styles
  1662. > Hmmm
  1663. > A bit leaner around the chest than a minotaur, what could you do with that...
  1664. > "Help you?"
  1665. > You meet his gaze, mildly embarrassed to have been caught
  1666. "ah haha, yes, ah, after breakfast, teach you things?"
  1667. > You wish you had taken a longer look at that list of words
  1668. > Anom narrows his eyes for a moment, then nods decisively
  1669. > Oh good, he understood
  1670. > You smile, then turn to eat a bite of food
  1671. > However, you can only stand the silence for so long before your social instincts take over
  1672. "So...that sheet, are you evoking ancient Roam?"
  1673.  
  1674. > Be Anon
  1675. > You know you just sorta threw this on, but you still feel it's a bit strong to call it shit
  1676. > It is Shewestia's sheet after all
  1677. > Then she asks if you are fucking the ancient bone
  1678. > Clearly you are dealing with a very base and vulgar horse
  1679. > Even if she is Shewestia's friend, you feel you ought to defend Whiterump's honor
  1680.  
  1681. > Be Rarity
  1682. > "She very fine, words much resplegd, elephant and sogged."
  1683. "Yes, it really is too bad how the elephants invaded and sacked Roam. Is this an attempt to bring back the old fashions? I am a clothing designer of some talent, perhaps you could use my services?"
  1684.  
  1685. > Be Anon
  1686. > Okay, you did not catch most of that
  1687. > Something about bringing back old passions?
  1688. > She did say she is a glowing reminder of some talent, and...
  1689. > Offered the use of her cervix?
  1690. > Ah, of course, it all makes sense now
  1691. > She is Shewestia's most favored pet, and thus gets to play with the others
  1692. > How typical of the bootystocracy, to sate the desires of favored pets with even more pets
  1693. > You doubt the efficiency of such a society, but the appeal is undeniable
  1694.  
  1695. > Be Rarity
  1696. > He's been silent for a little while now, staring at you with calculating eyes
  1697. > Perhaps it was a bit brash, offering to make clothes for him so soon
  1698. > He hasn't even seen much of your work, just what you have on right now
  1699. > "Breakfast done, teach me?"
  1700. > You look down and yes, his plate is clear
  1701. > He made a good choice; it would be better to get the embarrassing part done first, then discuss business
  1702. > You wipe your lips daintily then rise to your hooves
  1703. "This way, please."
  1704.  
  1705. > Be Anon
  1706. > You figure you should let her take the lead
  1707. > She did say she had something to teach you
  1708. > She leads you to a room with reams of paper, bolts of cloth, and...
  1709. > Horse mannequins?
  1710. > She must really not like that toga
  1711. > The door locks behind you
  1712. > ...
  1713.  
  1714. > Be Rarity
  1715. > This discussion will be rather indecorous, best to avoid unwelcome intrusions
  1716. > You tap yourself
  1717. "Friend."
  1718. > Then you tap a ponyquin
  1719. "Friend."
  1720. > You bump your shoulder against it
  1721. > Anom watches, visibly confused
  1722. > You walk over to another ponyquin
  1723. "L-lover."
  1724. > You pet its neck
  1725. "Lover."
  1726. > You give it a hug
  1727. "Lover."
  1728. > You find your face heating up as you demonstrate such lewd things
  1729. > You rub the ponyquin's belly
  1730. "Lover."
  1731. > You crawl under the legs and rock back and forth a few times
  1732. "Lover. Understand?"
  1733.  
  1734. > Be Anon
  1735. > You are a molester
  1736. > The Favored Pet may or may not have a mannequin fetish, but it is clear that you have been...
  1737. > Groping magic horses
  1738. > You sit down heavily, weighed down by the revelation
  1739.  
  1740. > Be Rarity
  1741. > Poor thing
  1742. > "I...did wrong."
  1743. > You walk over and bump gently against his shoulder
  1744. "Now you learn, we no mad."
  1745. > He smiles at that, then his face falls
  1746. > "Sorry to purple..."
  1747. > You unlock the door
  1748. "Come, say sorry, she understand."
  1749. > Anom rises, a determined look on his face
  1750. "This way."
  1751. > You set off towards the library
  1752.  
  1753. > Be Anon
  1754. > Your first impression was flawed
  1755. > The Favored Pet might not be the classiest horse, but she's a good bro
  1756. "Good ass, you."
  1757.  
  1758. > Be Rarity
  1759. > Whahahahat
  1760. > You mean, you try, and
  1761. > It's nice to be noticed,
  1762. > It's just nopony has ever said such a thing to you
  1763. > ...
  1764. > You take an indiscreet peek at his hindquarters
  1765. > ...
  1766. > Good to know
  1767. > You face forward, willing the blush from your cheeks to go away
  1768. "Good ass Anom too."
  1769. > You can't believe you said that
  1770.  
  1771. > Be Anon
  1772. > Wait, so are you of the same social rank?
  1773. > Or is it just a reciprocated compliment?
  1774. > Eh, whatever, it's good
  1775.  
  1776. > Be Rarity
  1777. > This has all gone surprisingly quickly and smoothly, no doubt thanks to the efforts of a beautiful and competent mare
  1778. > "Halt, foul tempte- Rarity?"
  1779. > It was going smoothly
  1780. > Twilight stumbles back, trying to rein in a swirling blob of dark purple magic on the tip of her horn
  1781. > In the blink of an eye, it expands into a smokey bubble around Anom and Twilight
  1782. > Little lights flare on its surface as dust motes hit the forcefield trap
  1783. > And it was going so well, too
  1784. "Please tell me this is reversible, Twilight."
  1785. > ...
  1786. > "Not from the inside."
  1787. "Darling, you really must be more careful. Now play nice until I return with the princesses. We'll have you out in no time at all, don't you fret."
  1788.  
  1789. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  1790. > The bubble is dim, lit only by where your bodies come in contact with the barrier
  1791. > The lighting would be romantic, if the other pony wasn't a dangerous, deceptive, well-muscled, exotic, and hypnotic monster
  1792. > You can feel your will to resist crumbling
  1793. "Stay away from me!"
  1794. > He doesn't even have the decency to get it over with
  1795. > He just sits there, his face mockingly morose
  1796. > "Sorry, not be lover, be friend?"
  1797. > What
  1798. > He turns to his side and offers his shoulder
  1799. > You can't believe this
  1800. > Even as you helplessly slide down the curved wall of the bubble, your outrage grows
  1801. "You-you rutted Celestia, then Luna, and I don't even want to know what you did to my brother, and you turned all of my friends against me and probably rutted them too!"
  1802. > You come to a stop a mere hair's breadth from him
  1803. > "Sorry, not know, uh,"
  1804. > He pats his head
  1805. > "For lovers."
  1806. > ...
  1807. "No."
  1808. > He tilts his head
  1809. "You don't get to do this."
  1810. > You're finally saying it
  1811. "You don't get to babble NONSENSE at me for a month, then m-a-g-i-c-a-l-l-y start speaking Equestrian when you get sex!"
  1812. > All the frustration, all the nonscientific interference, your great work let to wander like some promiscuous hobo
  1813. "You don't get to rut everyone I love and FRIENDZONE ME!"
  1814.  
  1815. > Be Anon
  1816. > Okay, Purple is clearly angry, probably because you fucked and groped, well
  1817. > Everyone, more or less
  1818. "What you want me do?"
  1819. > She rises up on her hind legs
  1820. > "Take me."
  1821. > She can't mean-
  1822. > This whole time, this is what she wanted?
  1823. > You have to have heard her wrong
  1824.  
  1825. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  1826. > You are so tired of being the odd one out
  1827. > Of being stressed and working so hard while everypony else doesn't see the problem
  1828. > For once, let somepony else fix this
  1829. > You wait for your release, when he will finally remove all the worries from your mind
  1830. > He just stares at you, no hint of desire in his features
  1831. > Why?
  1832. > Why can't he just rut you and make you like him, and make everything okay even if it isn't?
  1833. > You earned this
  1834. > You deserve this
  1835. > You are going to get it no matter what
  1836.  
  1837. > Be Anon
  1838. > Purple growls at your hesitation
  1839. > She sets her hooves on your shoulders and shoves you onto your back
  1840. > Oh shit
  1841.  
  1842. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  1843. > This is better
  1844. > You sniff at the base of his throat, exulting in his sweat and fear
  1845. > Your horn flares with magic and his loose robe shreds into hundreds of small squares
  1846. > The Dominus lies frozen beneath you, his stallionhood limp and afraid
  1847. > You run a hoof up his chest and cup his cheek with it
  1848. "You may control the others, but now I control you."
  1849. > You spare a smidgen of magic to stimulating his penis, and the rest to holding him loosely against the bottom of the bubble
  1850. > His breath comes out uneven, your spellwork already getting good results
  1851. > It's so exhilarating, finally doing all those things you read about!
  1852. > You remove your hoof from his cheek and gently stroke his hair
  1853. > Is this what it feels like for everypony?
  1854. > He just looks at you with scared eyes, and
  1855. > Somehow, you aren't satisfied
  1856. > You lean down and press your lips to his
  1857. > It's...nice?
  1858. > You don't see what the fuss is about
  1859. > Maybe belly rubs will be better
  1860.  
  1861. > Be Anon
  1862. > It occurs to you that you are being sort of raped by a kissless virgin
  1863. > Technically not kissless anymore, you guess
  1864. > Should you be doing something?
  1865. > She draws back and sets her hooves on your belly
  1866. > Wait
  1867. > She vigorously rubs them back and forth, pressing too hard
  1868. "OUCH! FUCK!"
  1869. > She stumbles back in surprise
  1870.  
  1871. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  1872. > There is literal blood on your hooves
  1873. > It's hard to tell by the dim light, but you hope those are only light scratches on his stomach
  1874. > This isn't what you wanted
  1875. > Your stomach churns
  1876. > You are a bad pony
  1877. > The domin- the anomaly sits up with a wince
  1878. > He feels at his tummy, and grimaces when he sees the blood on his claws
  1879. > Oh no
  1880. > Is he going to attack you?
  1881. > Or is he going to fear you?
  1882. > You aren't really sure which would be worse
  1883.  
  1884. > Be Anon
  1885. > The scratches are pretty shallow, but they sting
  1886. > Aaannd it looks like Starbutt is back to being a skittish horse
  1887. > You sigh
  1888. > She just had to tear the sheet into unusable scraps
  1889. > Still, you figure this is the best chance you're going to get for some sort of reconciliation
  1890. > You beckon to her
  1891. "Come to me."
  1892.  
  1893. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  1894. > What should you do?
  1895. > He looks...
  1896. > Tired
  1897. > Maybe it's okay?
  1898. > You step cautiously towards him
  1899. > When you come within arms reach, he slowly encircles his arms around you
  1900. > What?
  1901. > He presses your head to his shoulder and pats your shoulder with his other hand
  1902. > You are getting incredibly mixed signals, but...
  1903. > It feels nice
  1904. > You relax, taking some measure of comfort from his firm support
  1905. > Before you know it, you are wrapping your forelegs around his torso and sitting in his lap
  1906. > There's an odd lump pressing against one of your hindquarters, and it's gro-
  1907. > Oh
  1908. > You look at his face
  1909. > The anomaly is blushing, and not meeting your gaze
  1910. > Maybe if you just...
  1911. > You shift slightly and oooooohhhhh yessssssss
  1912. > You rock your hips involuntarily, the stimulation of a rod pressing between your buttcheeks nearly taking your breath away
  1913. > You are so close, in a number of ways, but first you have to make sure
  1914. "Am I raping you?"
  1915.  
  1916. > Be Anon
  1917. > That's a hell of a question, Purple
  1918. > Still, you do feel sorry for her
  1919. > And you are hotdogging her butt
  1920. "No."
  1921. > Now let's show this girl how it's done
  1922.  
  1923. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  1924. > He kisses you, his mouth moving in all sorts of ways against yours
  1925. > Sometimes you can feel the pressure of his teeth on your lip
  1926. > Your hooves clasp him ever tighter to you
  1927. > Your breath is hot and fast
  1928. > Then something warm and wet and firm pushes past your lips, and your mind melts
  1929.  
  1930. > Be Anon
  1931. > Did she-
  1932. > She actually came from just getting a little tongue
  1933. > Damn girl
  1934. > You stroke her back, and she wriggles against you, her grip tightening around you
  1935. > Cute
  1936. > Then everything gets brighter, and you freeze
  1937.  
  1938. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  1939. > Why'd he stop?
  1940. > You deepen the kiss as much as you can, exulting in the novel sensation
  1941. > You rub his back, trying to get some response
  1942. > Finally you pull back and open your eyes
  1943. "What's wro-"
  1944. > Oh
  1945. > Celestia chuckles
  1946. > "I'm glad you two are getting along now."
  1947. > You turn beet red
  1948. > You try to get out of the anomaly's lap, but
  1949. > Oh, his penis just drags against your marehood
  1950. > Finally, you scoot backwards, shuddering at the pleasure, cringing at how embarrassing it is to have Celestia watch
  1951. > Then you notice everypony else
  1952. > Cadence
  1953. > Shining Armor
  1954. > Rarity
  1955. > Oh no
  1956. > Shining Armor won't meet your eyes
  1957. > Cadence murmurs, "Like brother, like sister."
  1958. > Rarity smiles at you
  1959. > "Well done, darling. I knew you would figure it out eventually."
  1960. "I, uh, "
  1961. > You look at the creature
  1962. > He just smiles and shrugs
  1963. > This is too much
  1964. > You turn to your teacher
  1965. "I'll write a report, okay bye!"
  1966. > You teleport to your room
  1967.  
  1968. > Be Cadence
  1969. "Celestia, I would like a copy of that friendship report when you get it. It looks to be very interesting."
  1970. > She smiles
  1971. > "Of course."
  1972. > You sigh
  1973. > As nice as all this has been,
  1974. "I'm afraid we really must return to the Crystal Empire. Until next time, Celestia, Rarity, Anom."
  1975. > Shining hesitates, then glances at you
  1976. > You nod
  1977. > He turns to Anom
  1978. > "A-Anom, feel free to visit any time you like."
  1979.  
  1980. > Be Anon
  1981. > Did he just say you could feel him any time?
  1982. "Uh, thank you."
  1983. > He smiles, then teleports away with Pinkie
  1984. > Okay then
  1985. > You get to your feet, wincing at the pain from your scratches
  1986. > Favored pet immediately starts fussing over you, dabbing at the blood with levitating scraps of sheet
  1987. "No, I good, very."
  1988. > She just rolls her eyes at you and continues to tend to your scratches
  1989. > Shewestia seems rather amused by all this
  1990. > Then you notice Favored Pet isn't completely focused on your wounds
  1991. > You wiggle your hips and watch her eyes track your erection
  1992. "See good thing?"
  1993. > She blushes and stammers incoherently for a few seconds
  1994. > "Ah, you good now. Not heut?"
  1995. > So she has a demure side, despite being Shewestia's number one sex partner
  1996. > That's adorable
  1997. "I good."
  1998. > Shewestia chuckles, then murmurs something to her favored pet
  1999. > The unicorn glances at you, then bows her head in acceptance
  2000. > Shewestia walks away, and blue eyes white horse nods her head in a different direction
  2001. > "Teach you more."
  2002. > Sounds good
  2003. "Yes."
  2004. > You walk beside her for a bit before you realize something
  2005. "My name Anom. Your name?"
  2006. > She seems a bit startled by the question, but responds succinctly
  2007. "My name Rarity. Good to meeth you."
  2008. > What? Oh
  2009. > Polite too, you're starting to like this horse
  2010. "Good to meet you too."
  2011.  
  2012. "Dear Princess Celestia
  2013. Today I learned that it can be difficult separating personal feelings from scientific study. You can spend too much time trying to control and understand something, and miss making a new and interesting friend with soft claws, a skillful tongue, and an impossible erection.
  2014. Ultimately, forgiveness and good communication will do a lot to make [spoiler]out[/spoiler] up for [spoiler]a long[/spoiler] lost time.
  2015. Your faithful student,
  2016.  
  2017. Twilight Sparkle"
  2018.  
  2019. > Be Rarity
  2020. > You look over the list, trying to decide what words he should learn next
  2021. > "Ah,"
  2022. > You look up
  2023. "Yes?"
  2024. > Anom seems to be concentrating very hard
  2025. > "We don'd sbeak differend languageth. Jusk accends of the zame language."
  2026. "W-what?"
  2027. > He frowns
  2028. > "Same words. Mouth shape change sound."
  2029. > That...
  2030. > You look at the list
  2031. > He has been using words not on the list
  2032. "Do you...understand everything I say?"
  2033. > He pauses, then shakes his head
  2034. > "Words we practice, or if you say slowry. Others harder."
  2035. > You get the feeling there are greater implications than just learning to communicate quicker
  2036. "So, ah,"
  2037. > He stares at you like a lump of unshaped clay
  2038. "I shall teach you everything you need!"
  2039. > "Thank you?"
  2040.  
  2041. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  2042. > You feel obligated, after all that has happened, to teach Anom the most important thing ever
  2043. > After wandering around the palace for a little while, you find him in the hooves of another mare
  2044. > "Let's take a break, darling. Twilight, how can I help you?"
  2045. > You glance at the sweaty, naked anomaly, then shift your load of scrolls slightly
  2046. "I was rather hoping to help Anom, as an apology for...things."
  2047. > Rarity smiles
  2048. > "Ah! Well, don't let me stop you, darling."
  2049. > You hesitate
  2050. "What were you doing just now?"
  2051. > Your friend's eyes glitter with excitement
  2052. > "Did you know, they have ballroom dancing where he's from? He's not terribly good at it yet, but I have hopes of having him society presentable in a year or two."
  2053. > ...
  2054. "Oh, haha, dancing, of course."
  2055. > Rarity looks at you with wry amusement, but says nothing
  2056. "I mean, not that I thought- Anyways, I thought I would teach him to read."
  2057. > You levitate a table from over by the wall to the center of the room
  2058. > You spread out your burden of scrolls, quills, and ink
  2059. > Rarity looks on with mild interest
  2060. > "I wonder if he'll recognize the letters."
  2061. > ...
  2062. "I would be surprised if he did..."
  2063. > "Ah, I forgot to tell you. He already knows Equestrian, it's just that his accent is simply atrocious."
  2064. > ...
  2065. > "But it helps him if you talk slowly. Otherwise his mind is overwhelmed by the smoothness and grace of the true dialect."
  2066. "That... makes no sense at all. He is an alien, there is no reason why his language should be at all similar to ours!"
  2067. > Rarity shrugs
  2068. > "That would depend on where he comes from. Now, Anom, would you care to join us?"
  2069.  
  2070. > Be Anon
  2071. > Purple unrolls a scroll in front of you
  2072. > "This is the alphabet. Do you recognize it?"
  2073. > There's about 50 symbols
  2074. > Crap, this is going to take a while
  2075. > Still, you feel obligated to defend your world
  2076.  
  2077. > Be Twilight
  2078. > "No, my alvabet has dwendy siggs ledders."
  2079. > Wow, that is an unfortunate accent
  2080. > You are torn between wanting to teach him how to read and learning more about his world
  2081. > Though if were able to write down what he knows...
  2082. "This is 'ah'. Here's how you write it."
  2083.  
  2084. > Be Chrysalis, Queen of the changelings, most powerful being in Equestria for a few hours
  2085. > You are still feeding your hive with the love energy you got from that little fiasco, but it can't last forever
  2086. > As if by fate, you sensed a nexus begin to develop in Canterlot
  2087. > You will be much more careful this time, observing your target for a long time before taking its place
  2088. > You slip into the palace on a moonless night and follow the slowly building mass of energy
  2089. > You track it down to
  2090. > You stare at the strange creature
  2091. > What is it even supposed to be?
  2092. > It's like you took a minotaur and removed its cow-ness
  2093. > Still, it seems to be the hub of a lot of budding relationships, so you lick its cheek for a samp-
  2094. > Whoa
  2095. > Aaagh!
  2096. > You fall back, your tongue roiling uncontrollably at the bitter taste
  2097. > You feel the transformation overtake you, your body desperately trying to adapt to the poisonous essence of the monster you just licked
  2098. > You lay on the ground, shuddering as your body's mass flows into an utterly alien form
  2099. > When at last it stops, you flee
  2100. > You have to get away from that...thing
  2101. > You scramble through shadowed halls on all fours, some strange weight swaying on your chest
  2102. > Your limbs are all the wrong sizes too, but you finally make it out into open
  2103. > "Halt! Who goes there?"
  2104. > Oh no
  2105. > Two pegasus guards approach with lanterns
  2106. > One tilts his head
  2107. > "Hey, it's like the Princess's pet. Do you think it'll..."
  2108. > The other shakes his head
  2109. > "Not for us to find out. Come on, let's put it in the old enclosure and their majesties can deal with it in the morning."
  2110. > This is bad, it seems you are trapped in the form of an exotic slave race bred for the use of royals
  2111. > Worse, you have no chance of escaping now, this body is too awkward to move at all quickly
  2112. > The second guard beckons to you
  2113. > "Come on, we have a nice place for you. Uh, food this way?"
  2114. > You have to play along for now
  2115. > Maybe by morning the toxin will be gone from your system
  2116.  
  2117. > Be Anon, eating oddly sweet biscuits and gravy
  2118. > Apparently Wuna thought it would be funny if she switched the salt in your shaker for sugar
  2119. > It's actually not...bad, you wouldn't recommend it, but you won't spit it out either
  2120. > So you just eat your breakfast with a straight face, and Wuna stabs her food a little too hard
  2121. > A guard whispers in Shewestia's ear
  2122. > She looks startled for once, then turns to you
  2123. > "Would you like to meet somepony like you?"
  2124. > Consider your interest piqued
  2125. "Sure. Who is the pony?"
  2126. > "It's not exactly a pony..."
  2127.  
  2128. > Be Chrysalis
  2129. > What wouldn't you give for wings right now
  2130. > On the upside, you did get food eventually
  2131. > The pony who brought it stared at your chest lumps, not that you can blame her
  2132. > What an odd placement for teats, and so prominent too
  2133. > You try to ignore them as you wait for somepony to deal with you
  2134. > ...
  2135. > You jostle one to pass the time
  2136.  
  2137. > Be Anon
  2138. > Ah, the old courtyard, how nostalg-
  2139. > There is a naked blonde woman playing with her tits
  2140. > Shewestia tilts her head
  2141. > "Do you think she'd let me play with them too?"
  2142. > You choke
  2143. "Gah, ah, um. Wow, I have no idea. Let me talk to her, and could I get two sheets?"
  2144. > Shewestia looks mildly confused
  2145. > "You can talk to her, but do you really need two pieces of poop?"
  2146. "Two sheets. Um, bed cover, not blanket."
  2147. > "Oh, right, a moment please."
  2148.  
  2149. > Be Chrysalis
  2150. > Oh no, here come the creature, clad in a sheet for some reason
  2151. > He smiles at you
  2152. > "Gehrro, hwut yiu wreik a zchiet?"
  2153. > You smile in non-comprehension
  2154. > Crap, he has his own language
  2155. > Um
  2156. > You point at your throat and shake your head
  2157. > His eyes widen
  2158. > He quickly closes the distance between you and wraps the sheet around you, tucking it tightly behind you back
  2159. > As you stand frozen in fear, he pulls back and squats on the ground
  2160. > You feel funny wearing something over your chest lumps, but he isn't attacking you, so there's that
  2161. > You look down at what he's doing
  2162. > It seems he's scratching symbols in the dirt
  2163. > With the last one, he looks up at you questioningly
  2164. > You don't recognize anything, so you shrug
  2165. > You're going to have to walk a thin line between vague and obedient until his toxic essence is cleansed from your body
  2166.  
  2167. > Be Anon
  2168. > This is terrible
  2169. > Not only is the only other human mute, she's also foreign
  2170. > Guessing by her hair and eye color, you guess Swedish or German
  2171. > You can see a bit of fear behind those cheery blue eyes
  2172. > This must be a lot to get used to
  2173. > Aaaannd you and the horses are going to have to teach her horsish English
  2174. > Great
  2175. > You beckon her to follow you
  2176. > Shewestia looks on in interest as the two of you approach
  2177. > "How is she?"
  2178. > You grimace
  2179. "She's mute and from a different country. We don't speak the same language."
  2180. > Her Royal Majassty nods solemnly
  2181. > "She is cute, a shave about the language. I have to return to my tooties, will you help her around?"
  2182. "Will do."
  2183. > Man, if it weren't for context, this accent would be nigh incomprehensible
  2184.  
  2185. > Be Chrysalis
  2186. > It seems Celestia's sex slave is free to roam
  2187. > He leads you through the familiar halls of the palace to a little study
  2188. > Little Twilight looks up at the intrusion, jealously seeping into her heart
  2189. > "Wha-who is your, ah, friend, Anom?"
  2190. > He turns to you, uncertain
  2191. > "We don't really know her name, she can't speak and doesn't understand English. I was thinking, if we teach her whore's language and writing, at least she could communicate that way."
  2192. > Rude
  2193. > Twilight thinks so too
  2194. > "For the last time, it is Equestrian, not whoresish."
  2195. > "And I disagree that it is the best one. But that doesn't matter, let's just teach it to her."
  2196.  
  2197. > After a few hours of pretending to be clueless, you are exhausted
  2198. > Twilight is just too persistent, and whenever you got frustrated, this Anom would either hold your claw, or pat your shoulder
  2199. > He's not even your coltfriend, and you are the Queen of the Changelings, you don't need a coltfriend
  2200. > At all
  2201. > Even though he held your claw on the way to the dining hall
  2202. > And for some reason, he really likes cheese sauce on noodles
  2203. > You aren't particularly happy to be in such a crowded room in a disguise you can't shed
  2204. > You try your own bowl of noodles
  2205. > Nothing special, really
  2206. > Anom notices your low appetite
  2207. > "You good?"
  2208. > You nod your head shyly
  2209. > You feel his attraction grow
  2210. > It's a trickle, but you sip at his affection and ease your true hunger
  2211. > He chuckles
  2212. > "I'm a little uncomfortable here too. Um. Want to go other place?"
  2213. > That would be good
  2214. > You nod eagerly
  2215. > Anom gives your claw a squeeze and leads you away
  2216.  
  2217. > Twilight Sparkle
  2218. "You wanted to see me, Celestia?"
  2219. > She sets aside a scroll
  2220. > "Yes, thank you for coming. Anom and the new one, how do you think they are doing?"
  2221. "They're doing alright. It's slow going with the female anomaly, but she has excellent pronunciation once she does learn a word."
  2222. > Celestia nods
  2223. > "Good, good. But how do you think they are getting along?"
  2224. > Celestia's expression is oddly...detached
  2225. "Good? She follows him around a lot and is kind of shy..."
  2226. > Celestia smiles
  2227. > "That is good to hear. We should encourage that, it would be a shame if the only two creatures of their kind died without posterity."
  2228. > ...
  2229. "You want me to...help them pair up?"
  2230. > You don't like this feeling
  2231. > Your teacher senses that in her eternal wisdom
  2232. > "Twilight, one of the things you learn as an alicorn, is that you might not get the mates you want. If another mare or stallion captures their attention, we must withdraw. It can be heartbreaking, but it is better for ponies to live with those of the same lifespan."
  2233. > No, that's too sad
  2234. "Surely, if you really like a stallion..."
  2235. > Celestia solemnly shakes her head
  2236. > "You may share a number of happy years, but ultimately it is better to let them go if they are blown by the winds of fate. There is a comfort; you can watch over their foals, and perhaps one will grow to have the qualities you once so desired."
  2237. > Wait
  2238. "You've dated the foals of your crushes?"
  2239. > Celestia raises an eyebrow
  2240. > "Not all of them, and when I do, the foal is a fully grown pony. I actually had my eye on your brother for a while, but Cadence snapped him up pretty quick."
  2241. > You feel a little queasy for multiple reasons
  2242. "Will Cadence...let him go too?"
  2243. > The Princess of the Sun sighs
  2244. > "Probably not. They are married, and Cadence is a young alicorn. It is all too likely that she will live to see him grow old and die while she stays young and beautiful."
  2245. > Perhaps he will become an alicorn by then...but considering the only ones in existence are all mares, his chances aren't too good
  2246. "So, we are going to play matchmaker for the anomalies."
  2247. > Celestia's smile is, as always, kind
  2248. > "Indeed. If it's any comfort, you can have first dibs on their offspring."
  2249. "That's n-"
  2250. > You sigh
  2251. "Thank you, Celestia. I'll...I'll see what I can do."
  2252.  
  2253. > Be Chrysalis
  2254. > As you near the top of the tower's staircase, your body is uncomfortable sweaty
  2255. > You suppose that is what happens when you can't radiate body heat from wing membranes
  2256. > You can feel a light breeze flow by, carrying the beguilingly earthy scent of the creature
  2257. > He waits just around the bend, breathing heavily, a grin on his face
  2258. > You wonder where he is leading you
  2259. > More lessons?
  2260. > To show you some secret?
  2261. > To...
  2262. > Hold your hoof? Claw?
  2263. > Anom lifts the bar to a set of wide double doors
  2264. > Sunlight and a brisk wind assault your eyes and tug at your sheet
  2265. > When your eyes adjust, Anom is already gingerly laying down on the hot stones of the balcony
  2266. > He lets out an extended sigh as he lays prone on his back
  2267. > "Is gooooood."
  2268. > You skip lightly across the balcony into the shade of the low guardrail
  2269. > You rest your back against the low stone barrier and sit in the shade
  2270. > The constant breeze is cool, but the sun's heat more than makes up for it
  2271. > In fact,
  2272. > You loosen the sheet from around you and let it flap in the wind, pinned by your weight
  2273. > You are already feeling dryer and increasingly content
  2274. > There's some movement in your peripheral vision
  2275. > You glance just in time to see Anom lower his head back down
  2276. > Whatever
  2277. > It's funny; you were afraid of being discovered, attacked, and/or ravaged
  2278. > However, it seems that much like other animals of intelligence, whatever Anom is, the females are the dominant sex
  2279. > Between that and your feigned language barrier, you are in almost no danger
  2280. > You gaze out towards the Everfree Forest, where you left your hive to forage on the outskirts
  2281. > You may very well be safer than they are
  2282. > You turn your gaze back to the balcony and
  2283. > Huh, something is wrong with his sheet
  2284. > Something is poking up from his wai-
  2285. > By the barren wastes, that's a boner
  2286. > Ew ew ew
  2287. > Okay, just be calm and deal with this like a dominant female
  2288.  
  2289. > Be Anon
  2290. > You thought it would be a nice place to take a nap
  2291. > It still is, but there is no way you can fall asleep when there's a naked woman a few feet away
  2292. > Just gotta play it cool
  2293. > Unfortunately, your boner is not so discreet
  2294. > You hear movement
  2295. > "Bad!"
  2296. > You open your eyes
  2297. > She stands naked at your feet, an accusing finger pointed at your crotch
  2298. > "Bad thing!"
  2299. > Rude
  2300. "Maybe if you put some clothes on..."
  2301. > You sit up, trying to figure out what you can do to hide a boner when you are basically in a toga
  2302. > She backs up a step
  2303. > Hm, you need to use simpler words
  2304. "Not bad, I good."
  2305.  
  2306. > Be Chrysalis
  2307. > Nice try, but you know a boner when you see one
  2308. "No! No in me. Stop bad thing."
  2309.  
  2310. > Be Anon
  2311. > Oh
  2312. > She's a lesbian
  2313. > Or...she's not interested
  2314. > Either way, you should probably tuck it away somehow
  2315. > Maybe if you wrapped the sheet around your waist, you could...
  2316. > You slip the sheet off your shoulder
  2317. > "No!"
  2318. > She runs past you and down the stairs
  2319. > Welp
  2320. > You fold your sheet in half and make it into a skirt of sorts, with your boner tucked horizontally
  2321. > You should probably grab her sheet, or
  2322. > It flutters away in the wind
  2323. > Or not
  2324.  
  2325. > Be Chrysalis
  2326. > That was a close call
  2327. > You need to find some protection, or
  2328. > Twilight Sparkle walks around the corner of the hall
  2329. > Footsteps echo down the stairs behind you
  2330. > You dash forward and grab Twilight below her forelimbs
  2331. > She squeaks, especially as you swing around to keep her between you and Anom
  2332. > “I-I’m flattered, but I’m not into-“
  2333. > You shift her around so her belly faces the stairs
  2334. > Anom comes into view and tilts his head
  2335. > “Wha-“
  2336. “In her, not me!”
  2337. > What delicious revenge, to sacrifice the meddling foal to sate Anom’s terrible appetite
  2338. > Your victim squirms a little in your grip
  2339. > “If it’s to stop a rape…”
  2340.  
  2341. > Be Anon
  2342. > What?
  2343. “I, no in, no one.”
  2344.  
  2345. > Be Chrysalis
  2346. > By the infinite dust, he wants both of you
  2347. > You approach slowly, then toss Twilight at him and run
  2348.  
  2349. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  2350. > You know your duty
  2351. > Anom tries to set you aside, but your magic is stronger
  2352. > You pin him to the wall with your magic
  2353. > “I wasn’t trying to rape her!”
  2354. > That’s just what a rapist would say
  2355. “Don’t worry, I’m here. I can take it for her.”
  2356. > You unfasten the sheet
  2357. > It’s hard to turn your back on the criminal erection, but it’s necessary
  2358. > Your magic wavers a bit as you back up
  2359. > “You don’t need to-“
  2360. > You feel a prodding between your flanks, perhaps a bit h-iiiiggghhhh
  2361. > Oh, you feel funny
  2362. > A little too dry though
  2363. “Wrong one, sorry.”
  2364. > You reposition and…
  2365.  
  2366. > Be Chrysalis
  2367. > You never thought you would see the day when you would want Celestia to protect you, but nothing has been quite right this past day or so
  2368. > You rush past a mildly alarmed secretary and burst into the High Office
  2369. > Celestia turns from the large map on the wall
  2370. > “Yes?”
  2371. > How do you say this
  2372. “Anom, no want in me!”
  2373. > At once she becomes very sympathetic
  2374. > “That is too bad. You are a very beautiful…being, and any stallion would be lucky to have you.”
  2375. > What?
  2376. > You mean, yeah, you have always known you were too beautiful, but this time that isn’t working out in your favor
  2377. “No, Anom, he come, I no want.”
  2378. > You should have pretended to learn more words
  2379. > “Oh, you don’t want to get pregnant. Well, let’s go talk to Anom, I’m sure he’ll understand if we explain things slowly enough.”
  2380. > She walks out the door, and you follow helplessly behind
  2381. > Maybe she’s right
  2382. > At the very least, you can offer her to him and escape
  2383.  
  2384. > Be Anon
  2385. > You have no idea where the woman has gone
  2386. > Twilight was very…effective at delaying you, so you just have to wander around and hope you get lucky, in a different sense
  2387. > You attract some glances from passing officials, but you get the feeling you aren’t the first non-horse to garner royal attention
  2388. > Hmmm
  2389. > Are your eyes playing tricks on you, or is it darker in this wing?
  2390. > You round the corner and bump into something soft
  2391. > Wuna brays in surprise, looking reproachfully over her shoulder
  2392. > Then she stops, and slowly strafes her behind away from you
  2393. “Good afternoon, Finest Ass Wuna.”
  2394. > She looks away, her cheeks reddening
  2395. > “Th-that won’t work. I’m omto your cumming plan.”
  2396. > Cumming plan?
  2397. > If the lady horses scheduled out your sex life, you would really like a copy, or at least some prior notice
  2398. > At any rate, maybe that was too formal
  2399. “Sorry. How about, nice to see your plump ass. It is very regal.”
  2400. > Wuna stares at you with wide eyes
  2401. > Too formal? Too familiar?
  2402. > You’re never going to get the hang of the Mixalotian caste system
  2403. > “Th-that- I-“
  2404. > Maybe it would be best if you skipped the pleasantries
  2405. > Wait, what were you even talking about?
  2406. > Oh yes, your sex schedule
  2407. “So, could you tell me more about this cumming plan? Or at least when you wanted to have sex with me?”
  2408.  
  2409. > Be Luna
  2410. > Of all the audacious
  2411. > Rude
  2412. > Vulgar
  2413. > Presumptuous
  2414. “Still your tongue! Do not think be like my sister, pliant, large, fat, lustful, gluttonous, given to dalliances…”
  2415. > Where were you going with this?
  2416. > Oh yes
  2417. “I am not desirous of debasing myself again! We are at war, you and I, and I will see you beg for mercy!”
  2418. > He stands there agape
  2419. > Satisfied with your victory, you turn and strut away
  2420.  
  2421. > Be Anon
  2422. > Angry horses are really hard to understand
  2423. > Something about her sister and daily allowances
  2424. > Then it sort of devolved into snarling and spitting, something about deep glazing and… egg of mushy?
  2425. > Sounds like someone didn’t get their way when your sexy times were being scheduled out
  2426. > You should probably talk to Shewestia about this, she’ll know what’s going on
  2427. > You set out in the opposite direction of Wuna, and are satisfied to note the walls getting noticeably brighter
  2428.  
  2429. > Be Celestia
  2430. > You wonder why Chrysalis is keeping up the charade
  2431. > Near as you can tell, she’s getting almost nothing from Anom
  2432. > Nor is she seducing any of the guards or any other pony
  2433. > At any rate, you’ll keep an eye on the empathic wards Cadence set up
  2434. > Ah, there is Anom
  2435. “Anom, could we talk?”
  2436. > He looks relieved to see you and Chrysalis
  2437. > “Yes, good.”
  2438. > You lead him into a small parlor and lock the door
  2439. > Chrysalis sits as far from him as possible, her gaze switching between his face and his flaccid member
  2440. > Anom sits on a nearby cushion, and you clear your throat
  2441. “Anom, she has approached me to tell you that she doesn’t want to get pregnant.”
  2442. > His brow furrows
  2443. > “O-kay then. I mean, I got the feeling she wasn’t interested anyhow.”
  2444. > That was easy
  2445.  
  2446. > Be Chrysalis
  2447. > He may say that now, but you know the long, hard truth
  2448. “He had a boner!”
  2449. > There is no way he is just giving up
  2450. > Celestia looks amused
  2451. > “Tell me, Anom, are boners dangerous among…creatures like you?”
  2452. > His stare is cold, yet hungry
  2453. > “No, finest ass. And we are called hiyumins.”
  2454. > He lies
  2455. > You are a predator yourself, you know exactly what it’s like when the breeding urges arise
  2456. > The relentless compulsion to corrupt every egg you come across
  2457. > Slaying the parents and leaving their bodies to feed your twisted progeny
  2458. > You aren’t sure what Anom’s urges are telling him to do, but his boner is similar enough to pony reproduction that you have a good idea
  2459. “Don’t believe him! He will stop at nothing, it is his nature!”
  2460. > Celestia doesn’t look at you, but you see a smug smile on her face
  2461. > That…is unlike her
  2462. > Anom raises his claws, eager for your flesh
  2463. > “We didn’t teach you some of those words.”
  2464. > Celestia looks at you now, still smiling
  2465. > Suddenly you feel very alone
  2466. > “So you noticed something is off about her. Tell me, Anom, has she told you her name?”
  2467.  
  2468. > Be Anon
  2469. > Something is definitely going on here
  2470. “No?”
  2471. > Shewestia’s horn glows, and she points dramatically
  2472. > “Her name is Chrysalis!”
  2473. > …
  2474. “Hi Chrysalis. Nice to meet you.”
  2475. > Chrysalis looks incredibly nervous
  2476. > Shewestia’s dramatically pointing hoof wavers a bit
  2477. “Was something supposed to happen?”
  2478. > “She’s supposed to turn into her real form and fight me.”
  2479. > Chrysalis backs up into a corner
  2480. “That doesn’t seem to be happening.”
  2481. > Shewestia lowers her hoof
  2482. > “Chrysalis, the masquerade is over. Reveal yourself and wager your power against mine.”
  2483. > …
  2484. > Chrysalis whispers, “I can’t.”
  2485. > Whiterump sits down slowly
  2486. > “Truly?”
  2487. > Chrysalis starts to cry
  2488. > “I can’t! Your monster poisoned me!”
  2489. > Who is she talking about?
  2490. > The Finest Ass looks at you doubtfully
  2491. > “Did you poison her somehow?”
  2492. > Wait
  2493. > What
  2494. “What? No, seriously, what? We eat normal food. Do you even have poison here?”
  2495. > Chrysalis glares at you
  2496. > “Your skin! Your skin is poison!”
  2497. > …
  2498. “That doesn’t make sense. I mean, it’s okay if you like me, plenty of horses like me. No need to get melodramatic about it.”
  2499.  
  2500. > Be Celestia
  2501. > Things are beginning to become clear
  2502. > But you really cannot let this one pass
  2503. “Am I among the whoreses who like you?”
  2504. > Anom looks at you with a grin
  2505. > “Finest Ass Celestia, as befitting your position, you are the best whores who likes me. I understand you also dominate my sex schedule, so I look forward to our time together.”
  2506. > Sex schedule?
  2507. > He has organized taking time with different mares to that degree?
  2508. > In retrospect, having Twilight teach him might have been a bad idea
  2509. > Still,
  2510. “I would prefer if you wouldn’t call me a whores. Mistress would be better, or Auntie if you are being familiar.”
  2511. > “Okay, uh, Mistress.”
  2512. > Oh, that is much better
  2513. > Now, what were you talking about?
  2514. > Oh yes, poison skin
  2515. “Chrysalis, you have attempted to overthrow Equestria, and your recent actions speak of similar intent. As such, I would be fully justified in having you executed.”
  2516. > She looks at you apprehensively
  2517. > “But that’s not my punishment. What is?”
  2518. > You give her a grave nod
  2519. “You may have noticed a new creature in Equestria. It would be a shame if his species died with him.”
  2520. > Anom takes a step back
  2521. > “Whoa, I don’t know how I feel about…”
  2522. > Chrysalis looks a little noxious
  2523. “I’m to be his broodmare?”
  2524. > You sigh
  2525. > It is unfortunate, but you have set up similar matches in the past to good effect
  2526. “I will not force this. However, I must insist that you lick him every day, and accompany him for at least four hours each day.”
  2527.  
  2528. > Be Anon
  2529. > Well, today has certainly taken a turn for the messed up
  2530. > Still, you suppose it is your duty as a pet to obey Shewestia’s orders
  2531. “I understand. Chrysalis, I promise to be nothing more than a friend.”
  2532. > The woman glances at Shewestia, who nods permissively
  2533. > Well, as weird as all this is, at least your master is being pretty understanding about it
  2534.  
  2535. > Be Chrysalis
  2536. > It is worse than you feared
  2537. > Death would be preferable to a life…under…a hiyumin
  2538. > Yet, you aren’t ready to give up hope entirely
  2539. > You bow your head
  2540. “You are merciful.”
  2541. > She might even think she is being merciful
  2542. > “Good. Now, please lick him. In the future, each lick must be witnessed by a princess, for safety purposes.”
  2543. > You stare into her eyes with disbelief
  2544. > She is serious, and yet
  2545. > You can see something else in her gaze
  2546. > If this was merely a matter of justice, you would feel more at ease
  2547. > Nevertheless, the Princess wants a show
  2548. > You approach Anom slowly, trying to decide the best spot
  2549. > He turns his head to the side obligingly
  2550. > Ah, well then
  2551. > You rest your hands on his shoulders and lean forward
  2552. > His skin is musky, and salty on your tongue
  2553. > Unlike the first time, it seems this body is well suited to the toxins
  2554. > It is almost…pleasant
  2555. > Then a warm thing brushes against your thigh
  2556. > You spring back, and just as you feared, it has returned
  2557. > Celestia chuckles
  2558. > “I think he likes you.”
  2559. > Anom is blushing
  2560. > “Sorry, it’s just an automatic reaction.”
  2561. > You know better
  2562. > If you had lingered just a moment longer within his arms reach…
  2563. > Best not to think of such things
  2564. “Very funny. Are we done here?”
  2565. > Celestia nods
  2566. > “I am, at least. Anom has a reading lesson, why don’t you accompany him?”
  2567. > You glare at her
  2568. > It actually feels kind of nice, not to have to hide your hostility
  2569. “Fine.”
  2570. > Anom sighs and walks out the door
  2571.  
  2572. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  2573. > You glance at your pile of romance novels
  2574. > You had hoped to read them together, but with this interloper…
  2575. > Simple vocabulary is the order of the day
  2576. > The door to the study opens
  2577. “Hello, Anom, how are you?”
  2578. > He looks a little uncomfortable
  2579. > “I’m…alright.”
  2580. > His
  2581. > Friend
  2582. > Walks in behind him, oddly not in a sheet
  2583. > She sneers at you
  2584. > “At least I won’t have to suffer through your lessons anymore.”
  2585. > Rude
  2586. > Also, what?
  2587. > You look at Anom who smiles apologetically
  2588. > “It turns out she’s Chrysalis. Something about a shapeshifting accident.”
  2589. > You glance at the imposter(?)
  2590. > She lounges off in the corner, her attention pointedly elsewhere
  2591. “What? How? I mean, we need to tell Celestia!”
  2592. > Anom hold up his claws placatingly
  2593. > “Celestia’s the one that figured it out. Basically, Chrysalis is stuck with me, and can’t turn back to normal.”
  2594. > Oh
  2595. > So, if the female anomaly is actually Chrysalis…
  2596. > You glance at your pile of novels with a smile
  2597. “Let’s just ignore her then. Why don’t you try your hoof at some of these books?”
  2598.  
  2599. > You are very aware of your shoulder pressed against his as he runs his claw along the page
  2600. > Such delicate little digits
  2601. > “She stared from the balcony, wishing he would touch her like he caressed the ancient tomes he loved so.”
  2602. > Such a good student
  2603. > You have to be subtle
  2604. > You tilt your head slowly to the side, until it just barely rests on his shoulder
  2605. > “She cursed him then, blind and deaf to all that mattered. Why couldn’t he see that ghosts are ponies too?”
  2606. > This is your favorite part
  2607. > It’s hard to focus on your seduction campaign when you are so caught up in the story
  2608. > “She drifted down and peered over his shoulder. It hurt to be so close, yet so immaterial.”
  2609. > You turn to look only at him, his scent filling your nostrils
  2610. > “Strange words fell from his lips, and Specter Scepter felt a change seize her body. All at once, she could feel his heat, his body suddenly pressed firm and hot against her own.”
  2611. > You hear a scoff from the corner, but you ignore her
  2612. > “He looked to her then, and blinded her with a beautiful smile. ‘We are reunited, my love.’ Specter felt a heat of her own build within her for the first time in years. ‘I have never left you.’ With that, she forced him to the ground with mareful passion and…”
  2613. > You find yourself nuzzling his neck, letting his voice wash over you
  2614. > “Really, Twilight? A porn book?”
  2615. > Scornful laughter peals from the corner
  2616. > You draw back, immediately regretting the loss of contact, but you have more important things to do
  2617. “It’s not a porn book, Anom. It is a beautiful piece of literature with a complex narrative and many endearing characters, some of which are ghosts. Really, you should read it for its cultural significance if nothing else.”
  2618. > Anom looks at you skeptically, then at the rest of the pile of books
  2619. > “They are all porn books, aren’t they?”
  2620. > …
  2621. > …….
  2622. “Maybe.”
  2623.  
  2624. > Be Chrysalis
  2625. > They’re…
  2626. > They’re actually ignoring you
  2627. > Fine
  2628. > Good
  2629. > It’s good that Twilight is distracting him, with-
  2630. > Those can’t really be porn books
  2631. > Anon skips ahead, still pausing at the occasional long word
  2632. > You aren’t sure you believe his reaction
  2633. > It’s hard to believe that there is something Twilight can stomach that Anom can’t
  2634. > You can still picture his insistent, threatening erection
  2635. > …
  2636. > You look at the pile of books
  2637. > Perhaps it would give you an edge
  2638. > You sneak over and snag a book
  2639.  
  2640. > Be Anon
  2641. > The horse alphabet is almost completely phonetic
  2642. > It takes more letters, but the spelling is much more consistent than English mess
  2643. > It’s actually pretty easy to learn, all things considered
  2644. > Now, the books Twilight has you reading…
  2645. > You admit, they are somewhat interesting
  2646. > It’s just the sex scenes use incredibly flowery language, completely avoiding mentioning any body parts whatsoever
  2647. > Passages like, “His waves lapped at her shore, his grand galleon pulling into her secret harbor”
  2648. > You’re pretty sure that’s about anal, but who knows
  2649. > At any rate, after several hours of reading aloud, you set the book aside
  2650. “I think that’s a good stopping point for today.”
  2651. > Twilight stirs blearily from your shoulder
  2652. > “Wha? No, she was about to induct Danger Gleam into her personal guard!”
  2653. > You close the book firmly
  2654. “Yes, a perfect stopping point. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get a drink.”
  2655. > You rise, and immediately you hear a small pop behind you
  2656. > You look over your shoulder to see a glass of water levitating towards you
  2657. > Twilight pats your cushion
  2658. > “Just a little more?”
  2659. > She looks at you with large, pleading eyes
  2660. > You shake your head ruefully
  2661. “I’d like to stretch my legs too.”
  2662. > She sighs, but gets to her hooves
  2663. “Hey, Chrysalis, would you like to-“
  2664. > The woman throws a book across the room in a panic, then stroking her hair with forced casualness
  2665. > “Oh, nothing, nothing at all. I’m afraid you are mistaken.”
  2666. >…
  2667. “I’m going for a walk, want to come?”
  2668. > Her mouth twists in displeasure
  2669. > “Thanks to your finest ass, I have no choice.”
  2670. > Hold up
  2671. > You look at your rear
  2672. > Is it that good?
  2673. > It’s hard to tell, maybe Twlight can tell you, as an assistant to the Finest of asses
  2674. “Twilight, do I have a finest ass?”
  2675. > She blushes, no doubt embarrassed at your audacious question
  2676. > Twilight glances at it, then swiftly looks away
  2677. > “I-I guess? I mean, it’s good. I don’t know if you could accurately apply the superlative, but from a purely objective standpoint, it’s, ah, very nice.”
  2678. > That’s about what you thought
  2679. > You are a bit bigger than most ponies, Finest Asses aside, so you probably do belong to some of the upper strata of society
  2680. “There you have it, Chrysalis. I merely have a nice ass, so you do have a choice. Come to think of it…”
  2681. > You still have a hard time adjusting to her being nude, but if she doesn’t want to cover up, you aren’t going to make a fuss
  2682. > Still, you get rather stiff while contemplating her approximate rank in the bootystocracy
  2683. “You might not be a finest ass yourself, but it’s pretty close.”
  2684. > Chrysalis’s face gets red with anger, and she makes little abortive noises in the back of her throat
  2685.  
  2686. > Be Chrysalis
  2687. > Why is he talking about asses so much?
  2688. > It’s not like changelings have much in the flank department, but you are-were a lithe, elegant queen
  2689. > So you feel nothing when he compliments your butt
  2690. > Nothing at all
  2691. > Now if only you could figure out how to make this throat thing work again
  2692.  
  2693. > Be Anom
  2694. > Well, you should probably leave before you get her any angrier
  2695. “At any rate, maybe I’ll see you at dinner.”
  2696. > With that you walk out of the room
  2697. > She doesn’t follow, she probably just needs her space
  2698.  
  2699. > Be Chrysalis
  2700. > Okay
  2701. > That was…
  2702. > Unimportant
  2703. > You wait a moment longer, then stalk quietly across the room
  2704. > The book is largely undamaged, and you pick up where you had left off
  2705. > ‘The gentle mare was tossed onto her captor’s bed, and the Gryphon captain pounced upon her…’
  2706.  
  2707. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  2708. > You didn’t think you would ever have anything in common with the Queen of the Changelings, but it appears a love of romance novels transcends all species
  2709. > You look at Anom striding along, utterly unaffected by the thrilling scene he stopped so callously
  2710. > Maybe not all species, then
  2711. > “So, were you the one that made my sex schedule?”
  2712. > Your mind comes to a complete stop
  2713. > Anom tilts his head at you, backlit by the afternoon sun in the arched window
  2714. > You understand the individual words, but…
  2715. “Sex schedule?”
  2716. > He frowns, concentrating
  2717. > “What did she call it, oh yes, the Cumming Plan. Even if you didn’t make it, you have a copy or something, right?”
  2718. > You had suspected this for a while now, but Anom might not be…all there
  2719. > Not that there’s anything wrong with that
  2720. > Some of your best friends aren’t all there
  2721. > You are very progressive about the differently sane
  2722. “I’m… not sure what you are talking about.”
  2723. > Anom frowns, and starts walking again
  2724. > You trot to keep up
  2725. > “It’s something Luna said, that she was on my Cumming Plan, but her sister has a larger something. I don’t mind having those kinds of appointments, but I keep forgetting to find out what they are, so I fear the schedule isn’t really working. Say, maybe you could make a better schedule, you always seemed good at organizing things.”
  2726. > …
  2727. “You want me to make a schedule about, ah, coupling with mares? Who should I include? Am I included? What times are you open to, er, activities? Oh, where’s some ink and paper when you need some…”
  2728. > You aren’t really sure about how good you are at organizing this sort of thing, but the Princesses are counting on you to get it right
  2729.  
  2730. > Be Rarity
  2731. > You have been hard at work in the small workshop the princesses have granted you
  2732. > If Anom truly wants to bring back the fashions of ancient Roam, he’ll need more than sloppily arranged bedsheets
  2733. > Thank goodness Tyrian purple is much easier to come by nowadays
  2734. > The dye has already set in the borders of the toga, so you work on the tunic
  2735. > It would be too easy to follow the old styles and leave it blank
  2736. > No, instead you embroider vines and trees around the neckline, golden thread for one side, navy for the other
  2737. > It would be a simple matter of switching upon which shoulder he wore the toga, and thereby be properly attired for audiences in either the Day or Night court
  2738. > You tie off the last thread, and snip the dangling end
  2739. > You cast it onto a crude form and step back to admire it
  2740. “Rarity, you are a talent.”
  2741. > With a thought, the whole ensemble folds itself neatly and comes to rest on your back
  2742. > Time to seek out Anom
  2743.  
  2744. > Be Luna
  2745. > Clearly food based pranks are no longer cutting it
  2746. > Pitting your strength against his is too dangerous, if he overcomes you, you are utterly at his mercy
  2747. > And yet, magic would be too unsatisfying
  2748. > You need to do what he did to you
  2749. > Make him writhe and submit and cast aside all dignity
  2750. > But how?
  2751.  
  2752. > Be Anon
  2753. > Twilight had run off, mumbling about refractory periods and collaborative compromises
  2754. > It was actually kind of nice to walk around by yourself
  2755. > Solitude has been hard to come by ever since you hopped the language barrier
  2756. > Eventually, your stomach reminded you that some interaction is necessary
  2757. > You set off for the dining hall
  2758. > Along the way, you see Rarity with an odd lump on her back
  2759. > She perks up when she sees you and trots right over
  2760. > “Anom, just the stallion I was looking for. I realize I was a bit too forward before, so I made this as an apology and a sample. Would you kindly try it on?”
  2761. > A bundle of cloth floats to you, unfolding in the air
  2762. > Some sort of dress and a fancy sheet?
  2763. > You shrug and pull the dress over your head
  2764. > It’s actually kinda nice to wear clothes again
  2765. > Then the sheet surges around you, wrapping then tucking up over your shoulder
  2766. > Rarity eyes you critically, her magic tugging at the folds of the sheet
  2767. > At last, she smiles
  2768. > “Oh darling, such gravitas. It really s-“
  2769. > Your stomach growls
  2770. > “Ah, perhaps we should retire to the dining hall. Oh! And while we are there, I can teach you the proper way to eat!”
  2771. “Sounds…good.”
  2772. > You aren’t really sure why you are wearing a fancy toga, nor why what you thought was a crass, sensual horse is suddenly very fixated on manners
  2773. > But, as with all things, you roll with it
  2774. > As you continue to your destination, you examine the clothing you are wearing
  2775. > It’s a bit too fancy for your tastes
  2776. > Especially the embroidery
  2777. > Still, it’s not bad
  2778. “Thanks for the clothes.”
  2779. > Rarity smiles
  2780. > “You are quite welcome. Of course, I must admit that I hoped this would help us come to an arrangement, so it is not an entirely altruistic gift.”
  2781. > An arrangement?
  2782. > Oh
  2783. > You glance appreciatively at Rarity’s body
  2784. > She is an odd mix of elegance and youthfulness, at least as far as magic horses go
  2785. > Not to mention her long experience as Shewestia’s pet, she must know some interesting techniques
  2786. “Actually, you might want to talk to Twilight, she’s setting up my schedule for those sorts of things. I’m not entirely sure about how much time I will have, but you’re welcome to it.”
  2787. > Rarity looks surprised
  2788. > “Really? Well, I look forward to working with you then!”
  2789. > What an odd way of putting it, though you suppose it is like work for pets
  2790.  
  2791. > Be Luna
  2792. > Your sister had said something about a female anomaly
  2793. > As you approach the creature from behind, you get an idea
  2794. “Greetings.”
  2795. > She turns, and gives you a nod
  2796. > “Hello, Princess.”
  2797. > You draw up along side her
  2798. “Tell me, do you have feelings for Anom?”
  2799. > Her face immediately turns red
  2800. > “NO! I don’t have any- It’s his fault I’m stuck like this!”
  2801. > Good
  2802. “And does he have feelings for you?”
  2803. > The female clutches a book to her oddly placed teats and looks away
  2804. > “Y-yes. A little.”
  2805. “Would you like to get revenge upon him?”
  2806. > She looks at you with interest
  2807. > “What do you have in mind?”
  2808.  
  2809. > Be Celestia
  2810. > You wish you could go back to when you thought Anom was a hot beast
  2811. > Now, even when you do have a fleeting moment to yourself, he is usually accompanied by at least one mare
  2812. > You swallow a bite of your dinner and look to your left
  2813. > It seems he is being taught table manners
  2814. > You pause to admire his clothes, it’s been a while since you have last seen that fashion
  2815. “My compliments on the design, Rarity. It’s nice to see the old forms brought back.”
  2816. > The little pony blushes at the compliment
  2817. > “I’m glad you like it. But I really can’t take all the credit, Anom here is the one who has been evoking the Roaman style.”
  2818. > You hear muttering from the nobles, and many a glance sent towards Anom’s attire
  2819. > He senses the attention, and looks down the table with an eyebrow raised
  2820. > The nobles discreetly turn away
  2821. > It seems a trend is in the offing
  2822. > Then Luna and Chrysalis walk in and take their seats
  2823. > An interesting combination, though the changeling seems profoundly uninterested in, well, almost everypony
  2824. > For some reason, your sister smiles smugly at Anom throughout the meal
  2825. > At the end, you dismiss the nobles to their duties, though you can sense a reluctance to their movements
  2826. > It has been a while since such interesting guests have dined with you
  2827. > When the last one leaves, Luna fixes her gaze on the hiyumin
  2828. > “Anom, witness your humiliation!”
  2829. > With that, she pets Chrysalis’s mane
  2830. > …
  2831. > Anom’s brow furrows
  2832. > “New train station?”
  2833. > Luna scowls, and nuzzles Chrysalis’s cheek
  2834. > “Your humiliation! I have taken the last of your kind. Now she prefers only my touch!”
  2835. > Chrysalis blushes at that, but doesn’t try to deny it
  2836. > Perhaps it is her idea?
  2837. > You send a pulse to the empathic wards in the room
  2838. > No, there isn’t any magical manipulation involved
  2839. > Anom smiles
  2840. > “Congratulations, Chrysalis. I know it can be hard finding someone to date when you are a lesbian.”
  2841. > Rarity looks at the female hiyumin in puzzlement
  2842. > “Are you sure that’s Chrysalis, Darling?”
  2843. > You should probably step in at this point
  2844. “I’m afraid it is her. Now, Chrysalis, this little charade will not exempt you from having to spend time with Anom.”
  2845. > She nods
  2846. > “I know.”
  2847. > Rarity looks at her with a critical eye
  2848. > “What an odd shape to choose. And those unsightly teats! Really, you should try to stay within the realm of the natural world. No wonder you were found out.”
  2849. > Anom coughs
  2850. > “Those are, ah, within the normal range for hiyumins.”
  2851. > Rarity raises her eyebrows
  2852. > “I see…”
  2853. > Luna growls
  2854. > “It seems I shall have to speak plainly, Anom. I have cuckolded you, and even should you eventually continue your species, the only female of your kind will long for me the entire time!”
  2855. > Anom blinks
  2856. > “Okay.”
  2857. > Luna gets to her hooves
  2858. > “Okay? Surely, you are bothered by this. Your destined mate desires another, and I flaunt my hold upon her in your face.”
  2859. > She licks Chrysalis’s cheek
  2860. > Anom raises his eyebrows
  2861. > “Ah. I…dare you to do that again. I think you are just faking it.”
  2862. > Rarity chokes on air
  2863. > Luna scowls furiously
  2864. > “Disbelieve this!”
  2865. > She turns toward a suddenly apprehensive changeling and kisses her passionately
  2866. > Chrysalis makes muffled noises of protest, her hands ineffectively pushing at your sister’s face
  2867. > Inflamed by the contact, Luna’s wings extend as she probes deeper into the hiyumin mouth
  2868. > Rarity discreetly averts her eyes, though she glances from time to time
  2869. > Anom rubs his chin in mock indecision
  2870. > “ Yeah, seems fake.”
  2871. > You should probably save Chrysalis
  2872. > Luna growls, her hoof sliding up between Chrysalis’s legs
  2873. “My, what shocking impropriety.”
  2874. > Luna breaks the kiss, glaring at you
  2875. > “You are hardly one to judge in such matters.”
  2876. > Chrysalis gasps for breath, scooting back
  2877. > “You said light petting only! I didn’t agree to this!”
  2878. > Luna turns a scowl on her coconspirator
  2879. > “Don’t say such things, he’ll figure it out.”
  2880. > Chrysalis rolls her eyes
  2881. > “He already figured it out. In fact, he’s getting off on this!”
  2882. > Luna slowly turns to see Anom’s grinning face
  2883. > “Guilty.”
  2884. > Rarity sighs
  2885. > “I don’t know why I keep expecting royalty to be sophisticated. I really should know better.”
  2886. > Luna scrunches her snout
  2887. > “But I cuckolded you!”
  2888. > Anom shakes his head
  2889. > “Think about it this way. If I ever do have sex with her, I will be stealing a lesbian from a happy relationship and impregnating her. If anything, I am cuckolding you.”
  2890. > Luna grinds her teeth, then teleports away with a loud thunderclap
  2891. “Anom? Would you mind pretending to lose next time? I’d rather not have to retrieve courtiers from the moon.”
  2892. > Anom frowns a little at that
  2893. > “Depends on the stakes. Still, I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”
  2894. > You nod graciously
  2895. “See that you do. Any plans for the evening?”
  2896. > Anom tilts his head
  2897. > “…Do I have an appointment with you, then?”
  2898. > Hmmm
  2899. > A good question
  2900. > With the Chrysalis situation being what it is, do you allow yourself some of his special attentions?
  2901. > Although…
  2902. “Yes, I would like to see you and Chrysalis in my chambers.”
  2903. > Chrysalis doesn’t look happy with that
  2904. > Rarity glances at you uncertainly
  2905. > “Well, I would rather not get in the way. I’m sure you have sensitive things to discuss.”
  2906. > You can almost feel her curiosity
  2907. “Don’t worry, my little pony, you wouldn’t be in the way. It might not be to your taste, but I won’t prevent you from being present.”
  2908. > The fashionista gnaws on her lip
  2909. > “In that case…I think I shall accompany you.”
  2910. > Anom raises an eyebrow, but shrugs
  2911. > This may be interesting
  2912.  
  2913.  
  2914. > Be Rarity
  2915. > You find yourself following behind the Princess and Anom
  2916. > You glance at Chrysalis
  2917. > Such odd proportions
  2918. > Still, perhaps you could do something, it’s so rare to design for a tall, narrow frame
  2919. > Perhaps it could hang off the swell of her teats?
  2920. > She catches you looking
  2921. > “What.”
  2922. > You meet her eyes, her rude tone sparking a slight sense of challenge within you
  2923. “Do you know what this is about?”
  2924. > She frowns, and you sense her irritability directed elsewhere
  2925. > “I have a vague suspicion. What about you?”
  2926. > You think back to Twilight’s “horror” stories about Anom
  2927. > You turn to stare ahead
  2928. “I might, though I’m not sure why we’d be there.”
  2929. > Celestia’s eye winks at you from over her shoulder
  2930. > The room you end up in is tastefully, yet minimally decorated
  2931. > You spy an elegant bookcase, partially full of scrolls
  2932. > You recognize some of them, and are a little touched to see your reports so preserved
  2933. > Your attention is drawn to Celestia
  2934. > She’s whispering something in Anom’s ear
  2935. > It would be an innocent act, but for the light blush of her cheeks
  2936. > As an Element of Harmony, and as something of a friend, you’ve seen a wider range of emotions on the Royal Countenance than most
  2937. > You get the distinct feeling that that range will be widened by the day’s end
  2938.  
  2939. > Be Celestia
  2940. > You feel as frisky as a young mare in her first spring awakening
  2941. > It takes considerable effort to keep from pouncing on the young, virile hiyumin
  2942. > Alas, you have to show how gentle and enticing he can be, perhaps another time you could give in to some of your more aggressive proclivities
  2943. > You raise a forehoof from the ground, presenting it to Anom
  2944. > Rarity bites her lip, recognizing the form
  2945.  
  2946. > Be Chrysalis
  2947. > Hoofholding? Are you supposed to be jealous?
  2948. > Anom encircles the hoof in his claws, then slides them up the sides of the leg
  2949. > You find yourself rubbing your arm without thinking
  2950. > You shake your head and return your claw to your side
  2951. > Anom continues, his claws plowing through Celestia’s chest fur and up her neck
  2952. > You can see her sway, aborting a lunge that would have pressed him tightly between her and the floor
  2953. > It can’t feel that good
  2954. > You find yourself studying her face, seeking some hint of artificiality
  2955. > Then Anom nuzzles up from below her chin, and you feel a tightening in your chest
  2956. > It’s like your amorevorous hunger, yet…not
  2957. > You’ve nuzzled before, as other mares, how could this be different?
  2958. > You stretch out your senses, reassuring yourself that he still has some affections for y-
  2959. > Why? Why does that matter?
  2960. > You clench your claws into fists
  2961. > Nothing has made sense since you licked the damnable hiyumin
  2962.  
  2963. > Be Celestia
  2964. > The tension, the anticipation…
  2965. > His cheek pushing past the underside of your chin
  2966. > You feel your maternal instincts flare, both at war and in harmony with the fire in your veins
  2967. > “Who’s a good mistress?”
  2968. > The question penetrates through the haze of lust in your mind
  2969. > It’s one you’ve wrestled with in one form or another for centuries
  2970. > If one finds ruling to be pleasant, does that make one a better or worse ruler?
  2971. > Does ponykind need a mi-
  2972. > “You are!”
  2973. > What!?
  2974. > Anom brings your face down to meet his eyes
  2975. > “You’re the best mistress I’ve ever had. I want to be your pet forever!”
  2976. > This is amazing!
  2977. > You feel unjustifiably relieved, as though his sweet words removed all your regrets and uncertainties
  2978. > You grin without holding anything back
  2979. “Then I’m going to keep you forever. My little hiyumin.”
  2980. > He hugs you then, his strong arms pressing you to his firm chest, your head resting contentedly on his shoulder
  2981. > You awkwardly wrap a forelimb around him, exulting in how warm and right he feels against you
  2982. > Then your eyes focus on Chrysalis, a look of deep longing in her eyes
  2983. > Oh
  2984. > Your plan…worked
  2985. > You close your eyes, and breath deep Anom’s scent
  2986. > You wish this could last longer
  2987. > Sensing a change, Anom pulls back a little and strokes your cheek
  2988. > “Something wrong?”
  2989. > You remove your forelimb, stepping slightly to the side
  2990. > You smile as gently as you can at Chrysalis
  2991. “Would you like to join us?”
  2992. > Anom glances back, then holds out a claw invitingly to her
  2993. > Chrysalis shifts uneasily
  2994.  
  2995. > Be Chrysalis
  2996. > It’s probably another trap
  2997. > But you can see the regret in Celestia’s eyes
  2998. > An old one, one you might be familiar with
  2999. > To always be a watcher, never a participant
  3000. > You take a hesitant step forward
  3001. > Anom smiles at you, completely guileless
  3002. > You glance down, and
  3003. > How?
  3004. > After all that, he doesn’t have boner!
  3005. > You take another step forward, eyes on the true danger
  3006. > This has to be a trap
  3007. > Anom speaks
  3008. > “It’s only cuddles.”
  3009. > Celestia nods, stepping back
  3010. > Anom glances at her, a little startled at her withdrawal, and you see her flinch, before smiling in a way that doesn’t reach her eyes
  3011. > No
  3012. > You step away from Anom and toward her
  3013. > She stops, uncertain
  3014. “I…you said I could join you. If I’m doing this, you’re c-cuddling too.”
  3015. > She looks a little bewildered
  3016. > Anom grins in understanding
  3017. > “Group hug!”
  3018. > He pulls you both in with strong arms, smooshing the three of your faces together
  3019. > Celestia hesitantly wraps a forelimb around each of you, and you soon reciprocate
  3020. > It’s warm and cramped, but for the first time in a long time, you feel truly loved
  3021.  
  3022. > Be Anon
  3023. > You are incredibly proud of yourself
  3024. > Not only have you somehow landed in a threesome, you haven’t said “Now kiss.”
  3025. > Chrysalis nudges against Shewestia
  3026. > “You deal with his boners though.”
  3027. > Shewestia lets out a low chuckle
  3028. > “Fair enough.”
  3029. > Speak of the devil
  3030. > Chryslalis squeaks and gives you some space
  3031. > Even through the toga, it’s hard to miss when you are all pressed together like that
  3032. “Sorry, but that was really sexy.”
  3033. > Shewestia sighs dramatically
  3034. > “A mare’s work is never done.”
  3035. > Then she ducks her head under your tunic, and
  3036. > Oh
  3037. > Oh yes
  3038.  
  3039. > Be Chrysalis
  3040. > You are glad you can’t see what she’s doing
  3041. > He must like it though, because he is groaning and petting her neck
  3042. > …
  3043. > You approach cautiously
  3044. “What about me?”
  3045. > He gives you a questioning glance
  3046. “Aren’t you going to pet me?”
  3047. > “Fffff…. Yes, c’mere.”
  3048. > You offer your back to him, this may be one of the few chances for you to get petted safely
  3049. > His claw slides under your yellow mane, then down your back, stopping just short of your flanks
  3050. > You shudder at the stimulation
  3051. > He stops
  3052. > “Not good?”
  3053. > You glare at him over your shoulder, how dense can he be?
  3054. “Again!”
  3055. > You try to tune out the sucking, slurping sounds and
  3056. > This time his claw tips lightly trace down your spine, setting your skin afire and your toes to curling
  3057. > You let out a heated breath, unfamiliar stirrings rising in your body
  3058. > You need more
  3059. “Yes! Do that again!”
  3060. > Anom groans, and doesn’t respond
  3061. > What’s taking him-
  3062. > You look over your shoulder to see he had shucked off his clothes and grabbed onto Celestia’s head by her horn
  3063. > Her eyes rolled back into her head, he thrusts into her mouth again and again
  3064. > Marecum splatters from her splayed legs
  3065. > They look like they’re... enjoying themselves
  3066. > Messily
  3067. > Is this…
  3068. > You tap his shoulder
  3069. > No response, he just thrusts one last time into her mouth
  3070. > You can see her throat swallow a few times
  3071. > …
  3072. “Have you impregnated her now?”
  3073. > Anom lets go of her horn, gently stroking her mane as Celestia suckles a little longer
  3074. > He turns to you and pats your shoulder
  3075. > “No, this is just for fun.”
  3076. > Hmmm
  3077. > Celestia lifts her head, licking her lips with a smug expression
  3078. “Is it good?”
  3079. > She tilts her head, considering
  3080. > “It’s different. I liked it, but I like a lot of…different things. Would you like to try?”
  3081. > You eye the softening member
  3082. “No, no thank you. Just, ah, curious.”
  3083. > Celestia grins
  3084. > “More for me then.”
  3085.  
  3086. > Be Rarity
  3087. > You’ve worked hard to achieve the poise and sophistication to mingle in higher circles
  3088. “Oh, “ hah ” yes.”
  3089. > All that work, and it is through your connection to Twilight that you find yourself at the very peak of high society
  3090. “Unf, so lewd darling.”
  3091. > Of course, it has always been about who you know
  3092. > Ironically, getting to know the princesses as you have has desensitized you to crass things
  3093. “Now grab her horn again, good.”
  3094. > Some habits are harder to break; your exhortations have been in a whisper this entire time
  3095. > Similarly, you are only gently stroking your marehood
  3096. > From time to time, Celestia catches your eye and winks…not with her eye
  3097. > You have some inkling as to why you are here
  3098. “You really are a thirsty mare, aren’t you?”
  3099. > Other ponies look upon her with fear and or awe
  3100. > She’s made sure you can never see her that way
  3101. > No, you fully understand that you are masturbating to an older mare still wild at heart, having a great deal of fun pleasuring a male
  3102. “Darling, would you kindly fill her up? Mmmm good.”
  3103. > Abandoning any pretense of sophistication, you ride your hoof to culmination, your eyes rolling back in your head
  3104.  
  3105. > You leave the damp spot on the carpet behind, and slip into a lull of the conversation
  3106. “Pardon me, but I must to bed. It’s been a pleasure, Princess, Anom, Chrysalis.”
  3107. > Celestia turns to the odd pair
  3108. > “Of course, excuse me, I’d like to talk with her a bit, I’ll be right back.”
  3109. > Anom smiles and gives you a little wave
  3110. > “Goodnight, Rarity.”
  3111. > Chrysalis gives you a curt nod, which is honestly more than you were expecting
  3112. > Celestia joins you, and you walk out
  3113. > “Sorry for not including you earlier.”
  3114. > You smile graciously
  3115. “I could tell you had your hooves full, and I dare say I did as well before too long.”
  3116. > She glances at your wet forehoof, and nods
  3117. > …
  3118. > “I’ve hardly been there for him. What does it mean that I’m the best mistress he’s ever had?”
  3119. > Hmmm
  3120. “Perhaps…the previous ones were more jealous? Or aloof? Or harsh? Perhaps he just prefers ponies? Really, as long as he is happy with you, I wouldn’t worry too much.”
  3121. > Celestia shakes her head
  3122. > “I still feel as though I’m taking advantage of him. I find it hard to believe that ponies in another world would so completely condition him to accept a life of sexual predation.”
  3123. > …
  3124. “Has he said as much? Perhaps it was merely a job he chose.”
  3125. > She pauses
  3126. > “Perhaps.”
  3127. > She shakes her head with a sigh, then continues on
  3128. > Perhaps you should change the subject somewhat
  3129. “Ah, what did you think of his attire?”
  3130. > Celestia turns an unreadable look on you
  3131. > “It was very… political.”
  3132. > You might have been a bit too clever for your own good
  3133. > “I loved it.”
  3134. > She gives you a warm smile as you sigh in relief
  3135. > “We’ll have to have him wear it for Luna sometime. Perhaps the court will also tailor themselves a bit more for her. You may very well have no few customers by week’s end.”
  3136. > While that is good, both for Luna and yourself, you are a bit more glad that Celestia truly liked it, rather than complimented your work for political reasons
  3137. > That reminds you…
  3138. “Speaking of the court, has anypony dared address you by Finest Ass yet?”
  3139. > Celestia giggles behind a raised hoof
  3140. > “No, not yet. Though I have noticed more gazes straying than usual.”
  3141. > You nod
  3142. “You know, he once said I had a good ass.”
  3143. > She pauses, and you take a few steps forward, deliberately swaying your flanks
  3144. > “He’s not wrong.”
  3145. > She trots up beside you, and you feel oddly pleased
  3146. “That means a lot, coming from the Finest Ass.”
  3147. > Celestia smiles at that, but her eyes go distant
  3148. > “Do you think…that’s how they sorted their hierarchy?”
  3149. > It takes a moment for you to understand what she means
  3150. “That seems really arbitrary.”
  3151. > “From a society with either professional or indoctrinated pleasure servants for ponies? I know there have been times when the nobility have tended towards reckless hedonism. I have often wondered what would happen to my little ponies, had I not been there.”
  3152. “I am sure that the truth about his home is much stranger than what we have guessed. We really should ask him about it before going too far with our assumptions.”
  3153. > You find yourself at the doors to your chambers
  3154. “Thank you for walking me to my room, Celestia. It’s been a pleasure talking with you.”
  3155. > Celestia nods
  3156. > “ For me as well, you have given me much to think about.”
  3157. > Perhaps it was how comfortable you feel around her, or maybe what she let you see before
  3158. > Either way, the words leave your mouth with nary a thought
  3159. “Were you a stallion, this would be when you lean in for a goodnight kiss. As it is though, I’m-“
  3160. > She darts her head forward, kissing you gently on the cheek, lingering for the briefest of moments
  3161. > “Goodnight Rarity.”
  3162. > Your heart thunders in your ears and you stare in shock as she sashays away
  3163. > You fall back onto your rear, a hoof almost touching your face
  3164. > Did she-
  3165. > You hadn’t ever considered, not for yourself-
  3166. > Do you even-
  3167. > You whisper,
  3168. “Good night, indeed.”
  3169. > It would seem you have much to think about this night as well
  3170. > In time, you lay in between the sheets, staring sightlessly at the ceiling
  3171. > A knock sounds at the door, and you move to answer it
  3172. > Twilight stands outside, several clipboards floating around her, along with quills and bottles of ink
  3173. “Can I help you darling?”
  3174. > Twilight gives you her “new project” smile
  3175. > “Nope, I got this one well in hoof. I was just wondering, do you want to be on Anom’s schedule as well, and if so, daily or weekly?”
  3176. > You suppose it is time his education got a bit more structured, perhaps with some regular cultural exchanges
  3177. > To that end…
  3178. “Daily, please.”
  3179. > Twilight raises an eyebrow, then shrugs
  3180. > “Thank you. With that, I think I may be almost done… we’ll be meeting in my room after breakfast tomorrow.”
  3181. “I shall be there. And Twilight?”
  3182. > “Yes?”
  3183. “Make sure that you get some rest. No schedule is worth your beauty sleep, darling.”
  3184. > Twilight tilts her head
  3185. > “I can think of a few…but don’t worry, Rarity. I’ll be fine.”
  3186. “Very well. Goodnight, Twilight.”
  3187. > “Goodnight Rarity.”
  3188. > When you climb back into bed, you feel a bit more sleepy
  3189. > What a day, what a night
  3190.  
  3191. > Be Spike, dragon of the house
  3192. > It was touch and go for a while there, but then everypony came back and now you only have to do minor things around the library and keep an eye on Sweetie Bell
  3193. > Rarity trusted you with this important, perilous task, and you just know she’s noticed how you’ve grown in the past year or so
  3194. > You have an extra dorsal spine, and you are a cubit longer!
  3195. > You feel like you are entering in a new era of Spikedom
  3196. > It’s not even that hard for you to take care of Sweetie Bell anymore
  3197. > She really respects your newfound maturity, and spends all day reading some books Twilight never let you organize or read
  3198. > “They’re only for mares, Spike. I’m sure you wouldn’t like them.”
  3199. > You sneak a look every once in a while
  3200. > Seems like normal stories as far as you can tell
  3201. > Still, you wish Twilight and Rarity would come back soon
  3202. > You hear a crash in the library
  3203. > You sigh and grab a brush and dustpan
  3204.  
  3205. > Be Luna, projecting
  3206. > Astrally that is
  3207. > Sometimes you spend hours in the night sky, shining down on the great sphere of your home
  3208. > The moon is almost nonexistent in your mind
  3209. > You’ve moved it so often, lived on its surface for longer than most minds can comprehend
  3210. > You are aware you haven’t been acting the most sensibly these past few days
  3211. > It was not so long ago that you warned your sister against bestiality for the last time
  3212. > The creature has occupied Celestia’s attention far too much, and you must admit you are not immune to the pull
  3213. > It’s so strange, so friendly, so unpredictable
  3214. > It falls to you to do what must be done
  3215. > You bring your mind’s form to the shadows of the Everfree
  3216. > Beasts and wisps scatter before your translucent hoofsteps
  3217. > It is all too tempting to cut down the trees, hunt the aberrant, and smooth over the one rough spot in a world of order
  3218. > Celestia disagrees
  3219. > For your part, you have noticed a troubling phenomenon
  3220. > For every acre diminished, the magic within increases
  3221. > Poison joke was once a rare herb, but now it grows in thick patches
  3222. > Basilisks now venture out into the outer fringes of the forest
  3223. > What you look for this night isn’t in the exact center, that’s not how this place works
  3224. > You follow a river flowing upstream, as it rises in a double helix up a cliffside, and into a roiling lake
  3225. > At the shallowest end, a cracked geode half glows a deep blue as it drinks the water
  3226. > A few strides away lies the other half, glowing a bright red, on top of a pile of strange artifacts
  3227. > One of them looks like a boot, if it was fitted for a dragon’s claw
  3228. > Or perhaps a hiyumin’s
  3229.  
  3230. > Be Chrysalis
  3231. > You sit on a cushion and wait
  3232. > Anom is perfectly relaxed on the bed
  3233. > And why wouldn’t he be relaxed? He has nothing to fear
  3234. > His body was made to penetrate
  3235. > Of course, yours might be made to accept, but you have seen Changeling thoraxes ruptured
  3236. > They dropped the guise in a panic when their partner grew too amorous, just in time for a penis to punch through the fragile rear joint in the carapace
  3237. > You are reasonably sure you will never return to your original form, but even so, your body may be getting acclimated to the toxic biochemistry of the hiyumin species
  3238. > It would be just your luck if you died just as you supped deep of unfiltered love
  3239. > Celestia returns soon enough
  3240. > She glances at you, then nods in understanding
  3241. > She climbs up beside the Love Nexus and nuzzles against his neck, a foreleg draped across his chest
  3242. > He murmurs something, and you feel a brief stab of jealousy
  3243. > What an odd thing to feel
  3244. > Nevertheless, you climb in after her, taking his other side
  3245. > You are taking a gambit here
  3246. “Do not have sex with me. Especially while I am asleep.”
  3247. > Anom nods, put a bit off balance by the command
  3248. > Satisfied, you lay down on your side, turning your back to him
  3249. > He pats your hip fondly, then leaves his hand there
  3250. > …
  3251. > The night is still, but sharp
  3252. > You try to rest, but every little motion moves his hand on you
  3253. > At last, you gingerly lift his arm and return it to his side
  3254. > Better…if colder
  3255.  
  3256. > Be Anon
  3257. > As you wake, your arms tingle
  3258. > No, scratch that, they are still asleep, pins and needles everywhere
  3259. > You tug a bit at your right arm, but it is under who knows how many pounds of magic horse
  3260. > Your left one-
  3261. > You would appreciate having a handful of ass more, but you can’t feel too much
  3262. > Still, can’t pass this up
  3263. > You give Chrysalis a gentle squeeze before sliding slowly out from under her
  3264. > Feeling returns with agonizing slowness, and you work with a half-numb arm to free your other
  3265. > Shewestia snorts in her sleep, but doesn’t stir
  3266. > Using your formidable stealth skills, you crawl out of bed without waking either, uh, lady? Girlfriend? Alien?
  3267. > At any rate, you stalk out into the early morning palace, sunlight wobbling only slightly through the windows
  3268. > It’s nice, being up an about while everyone else is asleep
  3269. > Occasionally, you see a changing of the guard, but there are few others roaming the halls
  3270. > You meander down to the kitchen, your stomach waking up early as well
  3271. > Now, where was it?
  3272. > A few turns, and some helpful directions from a guard later, you open the door to the kitchen
  3273. > And an… intimate scene
  3274. > You freeze, they freeze, and you slowly close the door
  3275. > Well
  3276. > Okay
  3277. > Now what?
  3278. > The door opens, and a maid speedwalks away, her face red
  3279. > The cook pokes his head out, nodding to you sheepishly
  3280. > “Can I, ah, help you with something?”
  3281. > You feel a bit bad about interrupting, but
  3282. “Breakfast please? Er, pancakes or whatever’s quickest.”
  3283. > He nods again, and closes the door
  3284. > You look around the hallway
  3285. > Is there a chair, or
  3286. > The cook opens the door again
  3287. > “Would you like to wait inside? I mean, I could bring it to the dining hall, but you seem hungry…”
  3288. “Oh, yes, I’ll wait inside. Thanks.”
  3289. > He gives a small smile, then holds the door open for you
  3290. > It’s kinda awkward, just standing there, watching a horse make pancakes
  3291. > He feels it too
  3292. > “Soooo… Celestia, huh?”
  3293. > You shrug
  3294. “Pretty much. Was that your girlfriend, or…”
  3295. > “Gir-oh, marefriend. Yeah, we’ve been going steady for a while now. Er, sorry about earlier, nopony’s usually up this early.”
  3296. “It’s alright. Sorry for intruding, actually.”
  3297. > He gives you a half-smile, then turns back to the griddle
  3298.  
  3299. > You are half done with your third pancake when he gathers his courage to speak again
  3300. > “So are you her coltfriend, or consort, or…nevermind, none of my business.”
  3301. > Hmmm
  3302. “I’m not entirely sure. We haven’t really talked about it.”
  3303. > The cook horse shakes his head
  3304. > “Well, for what it’s worth, this is the happiest I’ve seen her in years. Keep doing what you are doing, I guess.”
  3305. > You feel rather flattered
  3306. “Thanks, I’ll do my best.”
  3307. > He nods
  3308. > …
  3309. > …
  3310. > “Do you really call her Finest Ass? I heard it from a friend, but there’s no way…”
  3311. > You are a little confused
  3312. “It’s her title, isn’t it?”
  3313. > The cook slowly shifts his weight onto his hind legs
  3314. > “Fortune favors the bold, I guess.”
  3315. > You are about to question him some more, but the morning shift of cooks show up, and you quickly get out of their way
  3316.  
  3317. > Be Chrysalis, a little earlier
  3318. > You wake up to a change in the breathing next to you
  3319. > You lay on your back, letting your senses catch up to your sudden consciousness
  3320. > Oh yes, you remember your foolish gamble last night
  3321. > Maybe not so foolish, you aren’t dead yet
  3322. > Anon shifts slightly, his bare skin brushing against your shoulder
  3323. > You feel warm, almost too warm
  3324. > Then Anom shifts the other way and you are suddenly very aware of the fact that you are laying on his arm
  3325. > You feign sleep, hoping he remains significantly distracted by Celestia
  3326. > He grabs your butt
  3327. > You freeze in terror and something else
  3328. > You know what will happen, but part of you keeps you still and silent, hoping that he doesn’t penetrate you, perhaps fatally
  3329. > Yes, that is what keeps you from running away, that hope
  3330. > Definitely
  3331. > His arm slides out from under you, and
  3332. > You hear some low grunting as the bed jostles
  3333. > Of course, Celestia!
  3334. > You feel a wave of relief flow through you, leaving only a slightly bitter aftertaste for some reason
  3335. > After a surprisingly short time of having his way with her, Anom leaves the room
  3336. > You sag into the mattress boneless, the danger passed
  3337. “Better you than me, Princess.”
  3338. > She doesn’t respond
  3339. > …
  3340. > You slowly crawl over
  3341. > You can’t believe it
  3342. > Somehow, she slept through all of –that-
  3343. > …
  3344. > You set yourself down gently in his place
  3345. > His scent is all around you, a not entirely unpleasant experience
  3346. > You stroke Celestia’s neck
  3347. > It feels so strange, stroking what was once your mortal enemy
  3348. > The cold remnants of your heart stir a little
  3349. > Then she rolls on top of you, rubbing her cheek against yours
  3350. > “Ready for another round, are you? I know I am.”
  3351. > Words die in your throat as you feel her feverish marehood slide up and down your leg
  3352. > She’s-
  3353. > It’s too-
  3354. “Ah. Um.”
  3355. > Celestia pauses, her nose nuzzling your neck
  3356. > “Yes?”
  3357. “I’m not Anom.”
  3358. > Celestia pulls back slowly
  3359. > When she sees your face, hers turns beet red
  3360. > “Sorry, I thought- smell just-“
  3361. > She scrambles off
  3362. > You find yourself smiling for some reason
  3363. “My leg is very flattered, though.”
  3364. > You’ve seen Celestia struck down by your magic
  3365. > You’ve seen her suspended and helpless in a cocoon
  3366. > You think you prefer her like this, head buried in a pillow, moaning in deep embarrassment
  3367. > You pat her shoulder consolingly
  3368. “It’s okay, I’m sure you don’t rape ponies most of the time.”
  3369. > “Mvrph!”
  3370. “Please, you get off on forcing me to lick Anom.”
  3371. > …
  3372. “I pity the guards, I can only imagine what you put them through for your sick amusement. How many young stallions have touched each other to sate your sexual appetite?”
  3373. > Celestia lifts her head glares at you
  3374. > “None. I cannot deny I have some…interest in your punishment, but it is still a good precaution in this situation. Now, shall we leave this topic, and get some breakfast?”
  3375. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To just ignore all those lustful motives for your actions.”
  3376. > She draws herself up, reclaiming some lost dignity
  3377. > “Awfully bold for one who claims she doesn’t want sex, yet rolls in the scent of a male. Oh, and you’re wet too.”
  3378. > You look down at your traitorous flower
  3379. > …
  3380. > You don’t really want…
  3381. > You huff
  3382. “Whatever. I’m having Twilight witness today’s lick.”
  3383. > Celestia snorts
  3384. > “Fine by me.”
  3385. > …
  3386. > You aren’t going to say it
  3387. > She seems similarly stubborn
  3388. > …
  3389. > Her stomach growls
  3390. “Hah! Anot-“
  3391. > Your stomach growls
  3392. > …
  3393. > “Food?”
  3394. “Yes.”
  3395.  
  3396. > Be Twilight Sparkle
  3397. > You feel pretty excited about the upcoming meeting, it’s the first time you’ve organized something like this…
  3398. > Involving other ponies
  3399. > Your own schedule usually has a few slots marked with vague euphemisms, and is partly why you don’t dictate your daily schedule to Spike anymore
  3400. > You also want him to grow as a dragon, and not be so defined by being your #1 assistant
  3401. > You eat your breakfast early and quickly, and get back to your bedroom to put the finishing touches on your presentation
  3402.  
  3403. > Be Spike
  3404. > You feel a little odd, walking through the boutique when Rarity isn’t there
  3405. > There’s something in the air, the sense of clothes mares don’t let you see, too many silks in artful disarray
  3406. > There’s also some muted splashing from one of the back rooms, and you hope Sweetie Bell isn’t making too much of a mess
  3407. > You wander around, listening to the hairdryer with only half an ear
  3408. > When at last Sweetie Bell reappears, you find yourself deeply uncomfortable
  3409. > Her hair is a vivid purple, a little off from her sister’s, but noticeably similar
  3410. > She turns her head to the side, showing off the familiar curl her mane has just gotten long enough to pull off
  3411. > She’s grown, since you first arrived in Ponyville
  3412. > “What do you think? I mean, Spikey-wikey, do I look good?”
  3413. > For some reason, it is suddenly a bit warmer in the shop
  3414. “Why are you…”
  3415. > Sweetie Bell huffs, but without commitment
  3416. > “Can’t a mare, uh, change her mane every once in a while?”
  3417. > She starts to walk around you
  3418. > Then your nose registers the smell, the perfume Rarity usually wears, but too much
  3419. “Why are you trying to be Rarity?”
  3420. > She comes around to your front again
  3421. > “I’m not, I’m just trying to be a bit more sophistigatored in how I present myself, that’s all. Now, what do you think?”
  3422. > She starts to circle behind you
  3423. “Well, it’s a little h-OW!”
  3424. > Sweetie Bell stumbles, and your tail throbs
  3425. > “Sorry! I didn’t mean to, I…”
  3426. > You turn around, only for your face to come a hairsbreadth from hers
  3427. > Her eyes are so large and luminous
  3428. > “I just, I wanted you to notice me.”
  3429. > You reach out your claw, uncertain and hesitant
  3430. “I do notice you, I’ve been watching over you while they’re gone.”
  3431. > You pat her shoulder once
  3432. > Sweetie frowns
  3433. > “I’ve grown, you know. I’m practically a real mare now.”
  3434. “I know.”
  3435. > She pauses at that
  3436. > You find your face heating up
  3437. > Sweetie Bell turns her head away, presenting her neck to you
  3438. > “Sh-show me.”
  3439. > She’s not Rarity, she can’t be Rarity
  3440. > Your claw traces up her neck
  3441. > She shudders
  3442. > Maybe, maybe you can be for her what you wish Rarity was for you
  3443. > In the too sweet air, in the closed shop of silks and longing, it is enough
  3444.  
  3445. > Be Celestia
  3446. > You aren’t entirely sure what this meeting is about, Twilight was oddly vague about the agenda
  3447. > Still, when you look around at the other mares in the room, you figure it has something to do with Anom
  3448. > Luna is looking…serious
  3449. > More so than usual, that is
  3450. > Rarity is blushing ever so slightly
  3451. > You still aren’t entirely sure how far you or she wants to go, but she is very dear to you
  3452. > Chrysalis is slightly grumpy, but she is a captive
  3453. > Twilight clears her throat and levitates a clipboard to each of the assembled mares and the hiyumin
  3454. > “Before I begin, let me just say how honored I am that you have chosen me to put this together. I hope it will be to your satisfaction.”
  3455. > You look at the heading of the chart, “Procreative Allocations in Polyamorous Association with Anom”
  3456. > Oh yes, the sex schedule
  3457. > You glance around, and find the others aren’t as calm about the document’s contents
  3458. > Luna huffs angrily, dropping the clipboard to the floor
  3459. > Rarity looks conflicted,
  3460. > “Darling, I thought you meant for teaching him things like table manners and learning about his homeworld.”
  3461. > Twilight raises a hoof, and pauses
  3462. > “Oh.”
  3463. > Chrysalis scowls at the paper
  3464. > “Where am I?”
  3465. > Twilight trots over, distracted
  3466. > “Um, since you don’t actually want to procreate with him, you can just sorta hang around all day, and maybe share a session with an obliging mare.”
  3467. “I won’t mind, if it comes to that.”
  3468. > Chrysalis gives you an unreadable look, but nods her thanks
  3469. > Luna snorts
  3470. > “She can have mine, I have no intention of coupling with Anom ever again. Now, if the trivialities are over with, I have a matter of some import.”
  3471. > Twilight makes a small noise of protest, her eyes wavering as she gazes at your sister with tears welling up in her eyes
  3472. > Luna shifts uncomfortably
  3473. > “Perhaps I spoke in haste. Now that the very important matter of rutting has been efficiently and comprehensively dealt with, “
  3474. > Twilight smiles a little
  3475. > Luna continues
  3476. > “I have found the rupture from whence Anom entered Equestria.”
  3477. > You straighten up a little
  3478. “Is it stable?”
  3479. > She nods
  3480. > “There is a semi-continuous exchange of matter between the two worlds. It is possible that a number of strange animals passed through, only to be eaten or otherwise killed before exiting the Everfree. There are also a number of artifacts in varying states of repair piled up around the portal from Anom’s land to ours. It would be best if Anom were to identify them before any research is begun.”
  3481. > You nod
  3482. “A wise precaution. Well, Anom? Shall we go?”
  3483. > He rocks back, a swirl of emotions crossing his face
  3484. > “I, uh, yeah, I can do that.”
  3485. > You get up to go
  3486. > Twilight stands forlornly by the chalkboard
  3487. > “But, my presentation…”
  3488. “Don’t you want to learn more about hiyumin civilization? But before that, Chrysalis has something she wants you to witness.”
  3489. > The shapeshifter glares at you, and shoos you away
  3490. > Anom makes as if to leave, but Chrysalis places a restraining claw on his shoulder
  3491. > You wait outside in the hall with Luna and Rarity
  3492. > Rarity gives you a questioning glance
  3493. “It’s part of her punishment. I guess she’s just being shy about it.”
  3494. > She nods, not really understanding, but accepting the explanation
  3495.  
  3496. > Be Twilight
  3497. > You were all set to give a lecture on respecting each other’s time, and some educated guesses about hiyumin refractory periods, but
  3498. > Chrysalis holds Anom’s claw in both of hers, bringing it up to her face
  3499. > What is she-
  3500. > A pink tongue swirls around one of his soft claws, then retreats back into her mouth
  3501. > Anom’s breathing speeds up
  3502. > You glance down at the tunic he was wearing, and
  3503. > Yup, a boner
  3504. > Chrysalis sees it too
  3505. > “Really? Just from that?”
  3506. > Anom gives her an odd look
  3507. > “Of course.”
  3508. > Chrysalis shakes her head in weary disbelief
  3509. > “Whatever. Go look at your broken things.”
  3510. > She strides away
  3511. > …
  3512. > Anom shrugs, and takes another look at the schedule you made
  3513. > “Hey, thanks, this should keep things sane for a while.”
  3514. > You feel a bit better
  3515. “You’re welcome, Anom. Anytime you need something organized, I’m your mare.”
  3516. > He smiles
  3517. > “I’ll keep that in mind.”
  3518.  
  3519.  
  3520. > Be Anon
  3521. > Even with Chrysalis staying behind, the sky chariot is a bit cramped
  3522. > You find yourself gently pinned between the wall and Shewestia’s side
  3523. > …
  3524. “So, I was talking to a horse, and he implied that your title is not Finest Ass.”
  3525. > Rarity raises her eyebrows
  3526. > “You were talking to male horse?”
  3527. “Yes?”
  3528. > “Ah, never mind.”
  3529. > Twilight coughs
  3530. > “Well, they were right. Shewestia, Wuna, and I are Princesses. “
  3531. > Shewestia ruffles her wings primly
  3532. > “I, for one, accept the title you have given me. Tell me, though, is the hierarchy in your culture truly determined by the quality of one’s rump?”
  3533. “I thought that was you guys. Humans have the usual thing of money, political power, etc.”
  3534. > Rarity glances at Shewestia’s flank
  3535. > “An easy mistake to make, I think.”
  3536. > Shewestia smiles at that
  3537. > Luna frowns
  3538. > “Then you don’t think my rear is one of the finest?”
  3539. > You tilt your head to get a better look
  3540. “Well, it’s quite good. Rather shapely.”
  3541. > Luna turns away
  3542. > “Hm. Very well then.”
  3543. > Shewestia shifts pensively
  3544. > “So, you were owned by the rich and powerful ponies. Were they kind to you?”
  3545. “Ponies? I wasn’t owned by anyone, I just had a normal job. It wasn’t until I got here that I became a pet.”
  3546. > She looks rather distraught
  3547. > “I didn’t mean t- You are a free human, you don’t have to serve me-“
  3548. > You chuckle and stroke her back comfortingly
  3549. “I don’t mind, my life has been much happier since I came here. Besides, even with Rarity and I as your pets, you have too much stress. I like helping you relieve it.”
  3550. > Rarity coughs
  3551. > “Pets? Not that I would mind, ah, rather I believe you are wrong again. I am not a pet.”
  3552. > Huh
  3553. > Shewestia chews her lip
  3554. > “…You wouldn’t mind…?”
  3555. > Twilight clears her throat
  3556. > “Anom, would it be accurate to say that you think we have some sort of master-slave tradition in Equestria, while your homeworld doesn’t have such a thing?”
  3557. > Well, some history aside,
  3558. “Yup.”
  3559. > She sighs
  3560. > “We don’t have masters and slaves either.”
  3561. “Oh.”
  3562. > Well,
  3563. > You pat Shewestia’s back
  3564. “I guess I’ll just be your consort or whatever.”
  3565. > Luna snorts
  3566. > “We’re here.”
  3567.  
  3568.  
  3569. > Be Luna
  3570. > You’ve let yourself be flattered, it’s biased your judgement
  3571. > You try to view the matter dispassionately
  3572. > Anom doesn’t belong here, yet he has wormed his way into your sister’s good graces
  3573. > His dreams of late are considerably more gentle than before
  3574. > You wonder if that is a function of living as a sentient being rather than a test subject, or if the staggering amount of female attention has mellowed him
  3575. > Part of your resentment, you think, is because he is attractive in some base, animalistic way
  3576. > You are mildly tempted to just toss him in the upflowing stream and be done with it
  3577. > Meanwhile, Twilight Sparkle seems to have concluded her analytic spellwork
  3578. > You approach
  3579. “Any insight?”
  3580. > She looks a little queasy
  3581. > “It’s a mess, and not one I’ll be untangling soon. It’s, I have seen at least two parts of it before. It shares some of the wavelengths of Pinkie Pie at rest, and Discord when he’s reversing the laws of nature. There’s more too, but, well, with those two components I doubt I’ll get much further. This phenomenon doesn’t want to be understood.”
  3582. > You sigh, having expected something like this
  3583. “Is it dangerous to go through either end?”
  3584. > Twilight frowns
  3585. > “I’m not sure, but even testing it, I would avoid going against the current if at all possible.”
  3586. “I see. Thank you, Twilight.”
  3587. > She nods distractedly, and returns to her monitoring spells
  3588.  
  3589. > You turn to where your sister, Generosity, and the Anomaly are sorting through the pile of stones and hiyuman artifacts
  3590. > The Anomaly looks up at your approach
  3591. > He hefts a crumpled boot with a wry smile
  3592. > "Brobably not going to be hanythig useful here, just a lot of boods and molby clothes."
  3593. > What an unfortunate accent
  3594. > You grab the boot with your magic, turning it idly
  3595. "Would it fit?"
  3596. > He makes a nonplussed expression
  3597. > "I'm not stigging my food in some old bood."
  3598. > You roll your eyes
  3599. "It shouldn't be difficult to find out. Now hold still."
  3600. > You press your magic outward inside the boot, until it might actually hold a hiyuman foot
  3601. > Then you wrap magic around his foot, trying to get a sense of-
  3602. > The Anomaly makes a strangled cry, his leg twitching
  3603. > You cut off your magic immediately, worry and a hint of guilt stirring in your gut
  3604. "Did I injure you?"
  3605. > He gives you a shaky smile
  3606. > "Nah, it just tickled."
  3607. > Then his eyes widen as he realises what he said
  3608. > You grin, horn glowing with a dread light
  3609.  
  3610. > Be Celestia
  3611. > Well, at least Luna's getting some stress relief
  3612. > You tune out Anom's yelps and laughter, and turn towards the only one excited by the artifacts
  3613. > "Such unusual fabrics! Come, look at the pattern in this soft boot!"
  3614. > You settle by Rarity and examine her find
  3615. "Hmm, rather geometric."
  3616. > She looks at you, her eyes sparkling with the joy of discovery
  3617. > What a cute little pony
  3618. > "Indeed, but what is more impressive is the regularity of the pattern across a curved surface! It's not painted or embroidered, but a dye set in fine lines with no blotching or bleeding. If I could just rediscover the method..."
  3619. > She shivers in place, her mind exulting in the possibilities
  3620. > Just then a finger trails across your flank
  3621. > You surge halfway to your hooves in surprise, turning to find Anom looking at you pleadingly
  3622. > "H-help me."
  3623. > Luna laughs triumphantly behind him
  3624. > "Yes! Vengeance is mine! Writhe more, worm!"
  3625. > Blue magic flickers about Anom's feet, and he twitches and gasps, tears falling from his eyes
  3626. "LUNA!"
  3627. > Your voice snaps like a whip, startling her out of her melodramatics
  3628. > Her magic fades, and she looks at you inquisitively
  3629. > "Something the matter, dear sister?"
  3630. > Anom rests a weary head against your leg, the small act bringing a bittersweet warmth to your heart
  3631. "I know you and Anom have a..."
  3632. > "Vendetta?" She helpfully supplies
  3633. "Complicated relationship. But what did you hope to accomplish by torture, especially in my presence?"
  3634. > Luna's ears slowly flatten against her head
  3635. > Anom hefts an arm over your withers and stands with your support
  3636. > You wrap a wing around him
  3637. > He coughs
  3638. > "It wasn't really torture, exactly. She just got over excited and tickled for too long."
  3639. > You look him full in the face, searching his eyes for... something
  3640. > He pats your head fondly
  3641. > Why does that feel so good?
  3642. > Like you have accomplished something amazing?
  3643. "Very well."
  3644. > Turning to your sister, you sigh
  3645. "And you will be more careful?"
  3646. > Luna nods with mock solemnity
  3647. > "Indeed, I shall endeavor to tickle your consort in a more gentle and circumspect manner."
  3648. > That is, behind your back, and perhaps not as long
  3649. > This is your lot as older sister, you suppose
  3650. "Are we about done here, then? Rarity?"
  3651. > "Hm? Oh, yes, pardon me, let me just gather a few things and we can be off."
  3652. > A veritable flock of boots float towards the chariot, and you find yourself charmed once again
  3653.  
  3654. > Be Chrysalis
  3655. > It's warm on the tower top
  3656. > You turn the page of the book, warmed in a different way
  3657. > Such tumultuous affairs these ponies record
  3658. > A low buzzing approaches, then falls silent
  3659. > You wait, your eyes focused on the extended metaphor you are choosing to interpret as oviposition
  3660. > You suspect this is the appeal of the style, to insert whatever lewd act you desire in the soft belly of the poetry
  3661. > You ignore the soft scraping behind you, stretching out an idle hand to play in the breeze
  3662. > A faint green mist flows from your fingers down to a waiting mouth
  3663. > The pressure that had been building up inside you seeps away, leaving a certain languid contentment
  3664. > The last of the carrier drones crawls back down the outer wall, returning to its hivemates in the forest
  3665. > The necessary deceit over, you close your book and gaze at a speck high in the sky
  3666. > It seems your... bosom companions are returning from their little expedition
  3667. > Time to retreat to Celestia's quarters
  3668.  
  3669. > Be Anon, king of the boot hill
  3670. > On your insistence, no less than three ponies are holding you solidly on top of the pile
  3671. > Celestia insists it's not necessary, and Luna had a few things to say about what a frightened little colt you are being
  3672. > Doesn't matter, flying in an open chariot car is scary, let alone on top of a pile of old boots
  3673. > It's almost enough to distract you from brooding about the portal geode things
  3674. > You honestly don't remember how you got to Equestria, and the scenery on the other side of the portals doesn't look familiar
  3675. > In fact, it all seems to go to the middle of nowhere
  3676. > There would be a very real possibility that you wouldn't be able to find your way back, even if you did make it to civilization
  3677. > Not to mention that you aren't too keen on human governments getting wind of this horse paradise somehow
  3678. > So, you are going to stay here
  3679. > The next question is, what are you going to do?
  3680. > You are probably the consort of a princess, which brings certain duties
  3681. > Fun ones, but not really time consuming ones
  3682. > Maybe you should learn how to massage a horse
  3683. > You do want to take this seriously, clearly these mares need more happiness in their lives, and you seem to be good at providing it
  3684. > Eh, if nothing else, you can try to write a book
  3685.  
  3686. > When you finally land, you hop eagerly to the stones of the landing
  3687. > Celestia giggles
  3688. > "You really are too cute sometimes."
  3689. > Luna snorts
  3690. > "I have been awake too long to be dealing with this. Good day, Sister, Rarity, Anomaly."
  3691. > With that, she teleports away
  3692. > Celestia sighs
  3693. > You turn to her, petting her neck comfortingly
  3694. > She gives you a slightly sad smile
  3695. > "I'm afraid I must go preside over day court. Until then, Anon, Rarity, Twilight."
  3696. > She plants a quick, chaste kiss on your cheek
  3697. "Until then, Finest Ass."
  3698. > She swats your butt with a wing and walks away, a noticeable sway to her hips
  3699. > The two unicorns and you watch, transfixed by the sight
  3700. > Rarity clears her throat
  3701. > "Well, this has been quite the enjoyable morning, I must say. If you'll excuse me, I have a great many things to study."
  3702. > And then there were two
  3703. > Twilight fusses with her clipboard, a noticeable blush on her cheeks
  3704. > Taking the hint, you walk over and place a hand on her withers
  3705. "I do believe it is your turn, Ms. Sparkle. The last two times, we were interrupted, and/or rather hurried. How about we take it slow, this time?"
  3706. > She meets your eyes, a demure smile on her face
  3707. > "I would like that."
  3708.  
  3709.  
  3710. > Be Chrysalis, rooting through Celestia's dresser
  3711. > There probably won't be a diary, but there may be something interesting mixed in with the skirts and cloaks
  3712. > You find a drawer full of towels, and in the back...
  3713. > Your claws brush against something rubbery and round
  3714. > You retrieve the item, bringing it to the light of a window
  3715. > ...
  3716. > Did
  3717. > Did Celestia take pity on you, and magically disconnect the hiyuman's cock?
  3718. > For a brief moment, you feel a surge of gratitude nearly stronger than any feeling you have felt previously
  3719. > But the thing in your claws doesn't feel properly fleshy, for all that it is shaped just like that sinister limb
  3720. > ...
  3721. > You press the tip of it to your lips, letting them part to take in its girth
  3722. > At once your nose is filled with Celestia's distinct scent, traces of her past pleasures dancing on your tongue
  3723. > Delicious
  3724. > You suckle on the toy, draining the emotional residue
  3725. > Almost instinctually, your spare claw goes to your teats, grabbing and squeezing at them
  3726. > Your hips surge, bucking at air as you drain the past dregs of Celestia's lust from the false fleshrod
  3727. > You pull the cock from your mouth, licking your lips
  3728. > Still, you feel unaccountably hot and wet
  3729. > The body is unfamiliar, but the urges and the desires are as old as time
  3730. > Your heart beats in your throat as you bring the head of the toy to your folds
  3731. > A quick look around confirms that the door is closed
  3732. > You ease yourself onto your back, and push the rubbery cock into your slit
  3733. > You let out a hiss, back arching as pleasure blooms from your loins
  3734. > Your legs clench around your hand, inadvertently pushing the dildo deeper
  3735. > A lightning bolt of pleasure flashes up your spine, wracking your body with an agony of ecstacy
  3736. > You moan helplessly, hips bucking at air
  3737. > "You alrighd in there?"
  3738. > Your blood runs cold
  3739. > You turn to look at Anom
  3740. > He stands in the doorway, hair mussed, face red, eyes wide
  3741. > Most importantly, his robes have an odd protrusion at waist level
  3742. > You draw up into a sitting position, covering your marehood with your hands
  3743. > You glare at him
  3744. "I'm fine. And don't think this gives you permission!"
  3745. > He takes a step back, visibly confused
  3746. > "Why would it?"
  3747. > You yank the toy from your nethers, brandishing it at him
  3748. "Don't play coy, you know your master made this to tempt me!"
  3749. > He just stares
  3750. > "That's my dick."
  3751. > You roll your eyes
  3752. "Obviously. And just because I'm using it to masturbate doesn't mean you can stick the real thing in me."
  3753. > He nods seriously
  3754. > "I agree."
  3755. > You feel a bit of tension leave your body
  3756. > ...
  3757. "Good."
  3758. > Anom looks at the ground, then at you
  3759. > "Mind if I watch?"
  3760. > You frown
  3761. > As if you could trust him, when it leaves you so helpless
  3762. > ...
  3763. > Perhaps you can't trust him too far, but,
  3764. "Only if Celestia is there too. Now leave, I have more to do."
  3765. > He bows mockingly
  3766. > "As you wish."
  3767. > Anom closes the door, and you hear his footsteps trail off in the distance
  3768. > After several more long moments of waiting in silence, you bring the toy to your moist entrance
  3769. > You keep your eyes on the door, heart beating unaccountably quickly at the thought that he might come back, or perhaps it would be Celestia who intrudes on you
  3770. > You start again, hoping and hoping not
  3771.  
  3772.  
  3773. > Be Celestia, in your mid-afternoon
  3774. > Day Court was as it always was, partially making a difference in the lives of your little ponies, partially dealing with the bickering and maneuvering of the rich and elite
  3775. > Quite frankly, you are tired and in need of soothing
  3776. > Now where is your dear consort...
  3777. > You cast a simple directional scrying spell, and set off
  3778. > As you get closer, you realise you are heading towards Rarity's workshop
  3779. > You don't want to intrude, however
  3780. > You check the schedule
  3781. > No, it is your turn to have Anom
  3782. > When you arrive, you knock on the door
  3783. > "Come in~"
  3784. > You enter to find Anom standing, clad in a pair of short shorts and a midriff-baring tank top
  3785. > He is also obviously dissatisfied with it
  3786. > Rarity turns to you and waves a hoof at him
  3787. > "What do you think, Darling? Too much? Too little?"
  3788. > You tilt your head, considering
  3789. > He crosses his arms, lifting an eyebrow
  3790. > You grin
  3791. "Oh, too much, definitely. Maybe if you could cut it off to here and here,"
  3792. > Your magic lights up lines on the shorts following the curve of his hip down to the tantalizing bulge between his legs
  3793. "And the shirt could be tighter."
  3794. > Anom sighs
  3795. > "I don't mind dressing sexily for you, but can I at least have some comfortable, normal clothes?"
  3796. > Rarity gazes up at you with her pretty blue eyes
  3797. > "Can you believe he even wants to cover his arms and legs in sleeves?"
  3798. > You tilt your head, trying to imagine it
  3799. "Wouldn't that make it harder to move? Not to mention always having it brush against your skin all the time, that would be so distracting."
  3800. > Anom kneels before you, clasping his claws together pleadingly
  3801. > "Trust me on this, please."
  3802. > You lean down and nuzzle against his cheek
  3803. "Of course, dearest."
  3804. > Rarity sighs
  3805. > "Very well. I shall have the first set ready by morning."
  3806. > You smile at her
  3807. "I'll be looking forward to it. Come along, Anom. I do believe it is my turn with you."
  3808.  
  3809. > You sigh happily, sprawled on the carpet of your room
  3810. > Anom kneels at your side, massaging the muscles of your left wing
  3811. > You just melt, swaying gently with his ministrations
  3812. > "You know, Chrysalis found the oddest thing today."
  3813. > You loll your head to the side
  3814. "Oh? What was it?"
  3815. > Anom finishes your wing and straddles your back
  3816. > His warm, firm weight is somehow calming, and ever so slightly erotic
  3817. > "A replica of my cock. I wonder how that came to be?"
  3818. > You give him an innocent look
  3819. "That is a mystery."
  3820. > He smirks, his knuckles digging into a knot in your withers
  3821. > You groan at the pain and pleasure as your muscles relax under his hands
  3822. > "Equally mysteriously, she was using it rather thoroughly in your room."
  3823. > You raise your eyebrows
  3824. "I thought she was afraid of such things."
  3825. > He shrugs
  3826. > "Maybe not if she is in control of the movement."
  3827. > You consider how you might do that, your tail lashing back and forth
  3828. > You spend a few more moments soaking up Anom's sweet attentions before the heat in your nethers becomes unbearable
  3829. > You surge to your hooves, steadying Anom on your back with your magic
  3830. > He squawks rather cutely
  3831. > You trot towards the bed
  3832. "Why don't I thank you for that massage?"
  3833. > He leans forward, wrapping his arms around your neck, breath hot on your ear
  3834. > "Oh? And what do you have in mind?"
  3835. > It feels too good, surely he was made to please mares
  3836. > You let your magic play across his body as you set him down on the mattress
  3837. "I'm sure I'll think of something fun we can do on the bed."
  3838. > Pomf
  3839.  
  3840. > Be Rarity, trying not to fidget during dinner
  3841. > Celestia agreed to meet afterwards, but in the meantime she has been sending you the occasional knowing, almost smug glance
  3842. > It is maddening
  3843. > Not to mention a disnticntly...Anomalous scent lingering about her and your dear friend Twilight
  3844. > It is so completely at odds with the decorum with which Celestia and Anom are conducting themselves
  3845. > You are a little proud of the latter, Anom is taking rather well to your lessons
  3846. > Unbidden, the memory of Anom ravaging Celestia's mouth comes to mind
  3847. > You sneak a look once more at the perfectly dignified princess
  3848. > It's all just so... scandalous
  3849. > You love it
  3850.  
  3851. > The two of you stand on a balcony overlooking the gardens as the sun sets
  3852. > You draw a small bouquet from a satchel and present it to Celestia
  3853. > Her eyes flicker across the selection
  3854. > Calla Lily, for her magnificent beauty
  3855. > Begonia, her fanciful nature
  3856. > Hellebore, a scandal
  3857. > Snapdragon, your presumption
  3858. > Ivy geranium, a request to join her for the next dance
  3859. > She smiles, tucking it behind one ear
  3860. > "I'd be glad to, Lady Rarity."
  3861. > Your heart thunders in your chest as you approach her
  3862. > She kneels, her head drawing level with yours
  3863. > You spend a long moment admiring her face from up close, from the elegent curves of her cheekbones to her luminous eyes
  3864. > Then you lean forward and press your lips to hers
  3865. > Your magic cups her head as your kisses become more passionate, and she responds in kind
  3866. > Her mouth is sweet to your taste, her tongue sliding and coiling around your own
  3867. > All too soon, she breaks the kiss, leaving you panting
  3868. > For her part, her cheeks are fetchingly pink
  3869. > Celestia grins at you, her eyes bright
  3870. > "That is what fascinated me about you from the start, how you mix decorum and audacity so well."
  3871. > You lift your chin, feigning offense
  3872. "Audacious? Moi? Perish the thought, I assure you that I merely identify my proper place in society and move to occupy it."
  3873. > She giggles
  3874. > "Of course, how could I have thought otherwise? Tell me, what will you do now that you occupy your proper place?"
  3875. "My duty, of course."
  3876. > You boop her nose with your magic
  3877. "That is to say, I shall discover everything I can about you, get to know you inside and out, and use that knowledge to make us both as happy as possible."
  3878. > Celestia blushes in earnest at your proclamation
  3879. > "I'd like that, Rarity."
  3880.  
  3881. > Be Chrysalis
  3882. > In retrospect, you probably shouldn't have left the toy out on the dresser
  3883. > Now you are standing around, waiting for Celestia to retire for the evening
  3884. > The hiyuman waits opposite you, sitting on some cushions
  3885. > He tries to hide it, but you taste his desire
  3886. > It would be pitiful how easy he is to read, if he was not so dangerous to you
  3887. > "So, how was your day?"
  3888. > You shift your weight from one leg to the other
  3889. > Bipedal forms are always so awkward
  3890. "Acceptable."
  3891. > He nods, but you get a whiff of disappointment
  3892. > You aren't used to accepting food as yourself
  3893. > There is no pattern, no habits to fill in
  3894. > You'll have to improvise
  3895. "And how was your day?"
  3896. > He blinks in surprise
  3897. > "It was..."
  3898. > Anom rubs his face
  3899. > "Busy, but good. I think I'm going to like the new routine Twilight set up."
  3900. > You taste flickers of desire and satisfaction
  3901. > If only you could have replaced him, what love you could have eaten
  3902. > Still, it is not as if you are going hungry, and you really only have to worry about one person being a danger
  3903. > Your eyes flicker to the toy once more
  3904. > Even after using it thoroughly, you are still fascinated by it
  3905. > Such a simple shape, but the pleasure it provides...
  3906. > You rub your thighs together at the memory
  3907. > You feel a spike of lust, and quickly turn your gaze back towards the hiyuman
  3908. > He blushes
  3909. > "I'm looking forward to tonight as well."
  3910. > Oh yes, you did say he could watch
  3911. "Good. Remember, always sate yourself with Celestia."
  3912. > He grins
  3913. > "Like I could forget."
  3914. > Reassuringly, you can sense his lust is muffled, not directed at you
  3915. > You pause
  3916. > You taste something sweet coming
  3917. > The door opens, Celestia and Rarity walking side by side
  3918. > Celestia looks at you and the hiyuman, then at her newest paramour
  3919. > "Rarity, to what extent would you say you want to join in?"
  3920. > The unicorn eyes her options, and you can taste her curiosity
  3921. > "Far be it from me, to decline any new experiences."
  3922. > Anom chuckles
  3923. > "As expected of Celestia's most favored pet."
  3924. > Rarity blushes
  3925. > "I believe we shall have to compete for that title, darling."
  3926. > Celestia's horn lights up, levitating the purple maned mare onto the bed, ignoring her yelp and protests
  3927. > "Then let's begin, my lovely little pony."
  3928. > Rarity's fussing turns to cooing as the princess laps at her marehood
  3929. > Anom walks closer to you
  3930. > "Looks fun, how about it?"
  3931. > You lift an eyebrow at him
  3932. "I believe Celestia is rather monopolizing Rarity at the moment."
  3933. > He rolls his eyes
  3934. > "I meant, how about I go down on you? Or you could sit on my face, if that makes you more comfortable."
  3935. > You stare at him
  3936. "Sit... on your face?"
  3937. > He nods
  3938. > "That way, you can get up whenever you want, and I make you feel good with my mouth."
  3939. > You like the sound of having an escape option
  3940. "Very well."
  3941. > Anom shucks off his clothes and hops onto the bed
  3942. > You approach cautiously as he lies down, his head near the foot of the bed
  3943. > Lust wafts from him, laced with sweet affection
  3944. > You can feel your body respond instinctively, growing warmer and wetter
  3945. > You climb up, your knees on either side of his shoulders as you kneel over him
  3946. > You feel vulnerable, even though you can plainly see he lacks the range of mobility to do any damage with his erection
  3947. > You lower your pelvis slowly, until encounter soft, fleshy resistance
  3948. > He kisses your sex
  3949. "Ah!"
  3950. > You can feel him hum in amusement
  3951. > You'd be angrier, but whatever he is doing is making it hard to feel anything but pleasure
  3952. > Your eyes drift close as you press yourself into his tender ministrations, losing yourself in the sensation
  3953. > His chest is firm and warm under your hands, reassuring in some way
  3954. > You lean forward, drawn by instinct and by scent
  3955. > There is a delicious reservoir of love before you
  3956. > You lap at its warm, sweet waters, though only drops make it past your tongue
  3957. > Anom moans beneath you, and you open your eyes
  3958. > You stare at his balls in confusion
  3959. > You look a little further down, to find his cock in your mouth
  3960. > You blink, and in that momentary darkness, you can sense that reservoir again, so close, but so maddeningly far
  3961. > Your mind is thick with lust, both your own and Anom's
  3962. > You don't even have to think about it, you suck greedily at his stamen, your tongue politely and insistently petitioning for his nectar
  3963. > You grind against his face, your arousal coating his mouth and chin
  3964. > With a muffled groan, he opens the floodgates
  3965. > Your mouth is filled with his cum, his lust, his love
  3966. > You swallow again and again, almost drowning in his essence
  3967. > Love and power suffuses your being, performing an unknown alchemy on the hiyuman seed you have swallowed
  3968. > Your form burns away in a green flame
  3969. > Your wings buzz in happiness
  3970. > You are back!
  3971. > Anom's dick falls from your open mouth, and you leap on to the floor
  3972. > You gaze at yourself in the mirror, eyes wide
  3973. > It's your old, familiar body, with every hole and antenna just as you remembered
  3974. > "Huh, so that's what you normally look like."
  3975. > You turn to face the hiyuman, bracing yourself
  3976. > He just smiles
  3977. > "You look pretty cool, Chrysalis."
  3978. > You can taste the sincerity, as well as Celestia's and Rarity's wariness
  3979. > ...
  3980. "Thank you."
  3981. > You smile a little, feeling safer than you have in days
  3982. > You have your magic back, you have control of your form, you have a steady supply of food and a secure nes-
  3983. > Oh
  3984. > You turn to Celestia, feeling more full than you have in years
  3985. "Do you have a room where I can lay our eggs?"
  3986. > Celestia blinks, then breathes a sigh of relief
  3987. > "How does the treasury sound?"
  3988. > Deep in the castle, accessible by only her most trusted subjects
  3989. "I'll need the key..."
  3990. > Celestia smiles wryly
  3991. > "I think I can arrange that."
  3992.  
  3993.  
  3994. ~
  3995.  
  3996. Dear Mom and Dad,
  3997.  
  3998. I'm glad to hear you are doing alright, and I miss you too. Oh, and tell Terra Incognita sorry for me. If this is what it was like getting tickled by someone older and stronger than you so often, well, I'd probably still have tickled her, just less. Luna is pretty nice aside from that, so I won't hold it against her.
  3999. On to the good news, I have finally joined my siblings in giving you grandchildren. Sorry it took so long, but I think you'll agree that my 13 make up for the wait. Names and pictures will be at the end of the letter, but you can get a general idea if you think xenomorph. Thankfully, they skipped the facehugger stage and aren't especially acidic. They're a pretty big handful, but Chrysalis used to raising lots of kids at once, so it works out. Let me tell you, seeing her in a cuddle pile with all the kids is pretty adorable, once you get past the whole insect thing. In related news, Celestia got pretty competitive about it, so expect another grandchild in about 7 months.
  4000. Not much more to say, really. Life is good, the wives are lovely, and I'm looking forward to seeing you all again once we figure things out from this end. Then we can have one of the strangest family reunions, but we've always been an odd family.
  4001.  
  4002. Your son,
  4003.  
  4004. Anonymous
  4005.  
  4006. P.S.: When we do speak again, I'm going to have the weirdest accent. Hopefully there won't be too much lost in translation.
  4007. ~

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