Principal Celestia’s Stable
Chapter Twelve: Leftovers for Luna
-By Drace Domino

Somehow...Vice-Principal Luna just knew this was going to happen. Her older sister had plenty of fine qualities, but she could certainly be irresponsible sometimes. It was all too often that she left things up to her little sister to take care of, always the one of the pair that acted with diligence and authority. Granted, Celestia’s influence might have rubbed off on her to some extent over the past few months, but Vice-Principal Luna was still a mature young woman with a good head for obligations. She did what she needed to, she took care of affairs that had to be handled, and as much as she was loath to admit it she was always there for her sister when called upon.

Luna, the begrudging doormat of a little sister. At least this time Celestia had a decent, school-related excuse for not being around to take care of her responsibilities.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” Vice-Principal Luna let herself inside of Celestia’s home, gently tucking the key back into the pocket of her long, sweeping coat. With one hand she carried a grocery bag filled with all sorts of baked goods and sweets - a special request that she didn’t dare deny. As she slinked through the kitchen and into the living room Luna called out once more with a concerned voice, brow lifting as she did so. “Fluttershy? It’s Luna. My sister asked me to check in on y-”

“Vice-Principal Luna, thank goodness you’re here!” The voice that came from upstairs wasn’t Fluttershy’s, and it was matched with a pink blur that started to rush down the steps. Pinkie Pie emerged from the second floor completely and totally naked - her poofy pink hair looking frazzled and wilder than usual, and her plump figure coated in sweat. She was coming along nicely with a sizable belly bump - just another girl that Vice-Principal Luna’s big sister had carelessly bred. She reached out for the grocery bag in the other woman’s arms, looking like a girl dying of thirst in the desert. “Did you bring everything?! Please tell me you brought everything!”

“W-Why, of course I did. I acquired everything requested in the tex-” the older woman blinked as Pinkie Pie yanked the grocery bag from her hands and rummaged around inside of it, finally pulling out a fresh, cool can of whipped cream. The pregnant girl flipped the cap off with her thumb and suddenly pointed it square at her mouth, pressing down on the nozzle to let it flow straight down her gullet. Vice-Principal Luna merely watched with wide eyes as the pregnant pink teen downed an entire can of cream with merely a few short swallows, and despite herself she could feel something stir at her own lap. Thankfully, once the can was finished Pinkie Pie finally started to talk once more, giving Luna the chance to put her building arousal out of mind.

“Oh, Vice-Principal Luna, I’m so glad you came! So so so super glad!” With that, Pinkie Pie reached out a hand, wrapping it around the older woman’s arm and pulling her towards the stairs. “Principal Celestia and the girls have been gone for almost eight hours because of the class field trip, and I just...I just...I can’t handle her anymore!”

Luna didn’t need to be told who. That morning, most of the students of CHS as well as a number of faculty members went on the class trip out of town to visit a chain of museums and other intellectually-stimulating sights. Of all the student body in CHS’s graduating class, only two students hadn’t been permitted to go: Pinkie Pie, because the last time she was in a museum she covered an entire dinosaur skeleton in frosting - and Fluttershy, who was so heavily pregnant that it would’ve been irresponsible for her to go.

Celestia had asked Vice-Principal Luna and Pinkie Pie both to watch after her - something that Luna was happy to do, even if her big sister was off somewhere getting reverse gangbanged in a hotel room by a group of horny, pregnant teenage girls. For all of her big sister’s charms, she could be so infuriatingly impulsive sometimes.

“Pinkie Pie, why aren’t you wearing clothes?” Luna finally asked, moving with the poofy-haired girl up the steps. Pinkie had already fished another can of whipped cream from the grocery bag and downed it, tossing it casually aside as she spun on a heel and looked back at Luna with a frantic expression on her face.

“Why? Why?!” she practically squeaked, inadvertently spitting cream on Luna’s cheek. “Because Fluttershy’s...she’s...she’s...I just can’t keep up, Luna! I always thought I was the most energetic girl in town! Everyone always says I’m obnoxiously bouncy! But...but even I can’t tire her out!”

Luna opened her mouth to speak, but was soon silenced and her eyes widened as a voice came thundering through the halls. It was a voice of fierce, demanding fury - a tone that was downright scary, and a stark contrast to what one was accustomed to hearing from what could otherwise be a demure, delightful, sweet voice.

“Someone better get in here and fuck me RIGHT NOW!” both Luna and Pinkie Pie blinked in surprise, watching the photos rattle on the wall from the sheer dominating force of the cry. “Pinkie Pie! Pinkie, you get your slutty ass in here and jam one of those sugar-coated fists inside of my cunt immediately!”

Pinkie Pie turned towards Vice-Principal Luna with a quivering lower lip and big, glassy eyes.

“I’ve fisted her eleven times today!” she pouted, and looked to the older woman in pathetic, helpless fashion. “Pleaaaaaaase help me, Vice-Principal Luna!”

“...oh dear,” Luna murmured gently, and slipped a hand up to rub idly at the back of her head. In truth, she had been afraid this might happen. Her older sister had made these young women absolutely ravenous - practically addicted to her enormous cock, craven for the thrill of being flooded with her cum. As the girls went further and further along in their pregnancies their hormones only went deeper off the far end of wild, and none of them were quite as far along as Fluttershy. Vice-Principal Luna gave a nervous swallow as she exchanged glances with Pinkie Pie, and gave a slow, solemn nod.

She promised Celestia she’d take care of her beloved students while she was gone, and she would see that duty fulfilled. Even if it meant stepping into the bedroom and sating the hunger of a nearly-feral girl driven to the brink from lust.

She was, after all, the responsible one.

***

Past the door to Celestia’s bedroom, Luna was met with the heavy scent of heated arousal - the aroma that Pinkie had made after her long, doting hours trying unsuccessfully to bring Fluttershy to a moment of peace. The bed in the center of the room was lavish and large enough for all of Celestia’s harem of teenage sluts, although looking at it right now it was hard to imagine that was true. The single girl that waited in the dead center of the bed had developed wonderfully over the last few months, and now she was breathtaking on a level that stole one’s gaze entirely - either due to her natural beauty and how it had grown, or how large her belly had become.

Fluttershy laid there with wide eyes, looking at Vice-Principal Luna with the trembling look of a girl desperate for release. Long tresses of soft pink hair framed her delicate features and cascaded down to her shoulders, just barely above where a pair of voluptuous breasts had formed. Over the past two months Fluttershy had gone up two bra sizes and was threatening to break a third, with each beautiful, pale yellow mound nestled on her chest and practically demanding the attention of any that walked by. She had the body of a supermodel with elegant long legs and a curvy backside, although in the very center of that image was the true scene stealer in the form of her belly. Wider than any one part of her, that rounded tummy was stretched wickedly taut, so much so that her belly button had popped to an outie. Sitting so large and heavy her belly hid her lap as she laid against a pile of pillows, though it was doubtless that between her thighs laid a pussy that was desperate for attention.

“V...Vice-Principal...L-Luna…” Fluttershy whimpered, a natural question of desire almost painfully dancing across her tongue. She wanted to beg the other woman to come to her, to fuck her, to satisfy her the way that only one of the two sisters could. She wanted to ask in her usual demure and precious tone, to request it sweetly and tenderly in the mousy voice that charmed anyone that heard it. Unfortunately, with her hormones flaring and her arousal at an unfulfilled peak, her request came out rather...crass. “You have a cock! GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW!”

From behind Vice-Principal Luna, Pinkie Pie’s poof of hair appeared. She peeked over the older woman’s shoulder and even gave her a tiny nudge forward, actively afraid of this mean-spirited Fluttershy that burned with an insatiable desire. As Luna stumbled forward by Pinkie’s pressure the dark-skinned woman offered a tiny sigh, taking the last few steps before standing at the edge of the bed and reaching a hand out to offer it to Fluttershy. Even through the haze, Fluttershy managed to reach out and slip her fingers across the older woman’s palm, caressing her with needy, desperate eyes and waiting in a moment of patience while she spoke.

“You poor thing,” Luna murmured, and gently shook her head. “Celestia thought you might be lonely, but...she never would have left if she knew it’d be this bad.” That much was true - she was positive of it. Even at Celestia’s most irresponsible, she’d never knowingly put one of her girls in a state of discomfort. But then...the whims and worries of a hormonal, pregnant teenager were impossible to predict, and now the matter of Fluttershy’s well-being had taken a larger turn than merely buying candies and cakes on her way home from work. “Very well. I’ll stay and help you.”

The look in Fluttershy’s eyes were frustratingly thankful, practically shimmering in excitement as she clutched Luna’s hand. Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie practically hopped onto Luna’s back, thrusting a fist into the air and giggling like a madwoman.

“Yay, it’s a Vice-Principal Luna party!” she beamed, her enthusiasm swiftly returning. It could’ve easily been the cans of whipped cream she chugged, but most likely was the knowledge that dear, sweet Fluttershy would be making a return once that demanding she-demon was finally sated. “We’re gonna eat cupcakes, and we’re gonna snuggle, and we’re gonna watch a super funny movie, and we’re gonn-”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP SO SHE CAN MAKE ME HER SLUTTY CUMDUMP!”

Pinkie Pie hopped back into place, blushing and rubbing the back of her head.

“Right, right, sorry!” she chirped. “We’ll do all that stuff...after!”

***

Somewhere, Rainbow Dash was no doubt joining the other girls as they all worshipped every last inch of Principal Celestia’s pearl pink cock. Fawning over her, kissing it from every angle, greedily swapping the precum until each of them had a taste. While Luna’s older sister was enjoying the benefits of being out with those slutty students, she alone could help this one, and that was a far greater responsibility that she was happy to tackle. As soon as Luna stepped away from the bed she began to undress - slipping free of her jacket and bringing herself down to her khakis and sweater, only to keep peeling the layers away while she studied Fluttershy’s pregnant, naked body. By the time her pants dropped to her knees the sight of her enormous cock was hidden only by a pair of panties struggling to keep her in check - the fabric strained and taut, the hidden treasure within practically screaming to be unleashed. Once Luna peeled herself down to a silver bra cradling her tits and those brave undergarments she finally hooked her thumbs to their straps, yanking them down and allowing her length to flop forward with authority.

“Ohhhhh…! Throbby!”

“F-Fuck, it...it’s so big...so hard...I want it...need it...j-jam it into my little fuckhooooole…”

The two girls responded to it in their own way, although Pinkie was smart enough not to challenge Fluttershy’s claim on first dibs. She was more than happy to help out her good friend struggling with her raging arousal, and even if she wore out Luna, the cheerful cupcake-lover didn’t mind. So long as her friends were happy! With that in mind, Pinkie Pie stepped up to brace a knee against the edge of the bed, one hand moving to rest on Fluttershy’s shoulder while the other reached out to Luna’s cock. Her bright pink fingers closed around that enormous shaft - or at least tried to - and she gave the older woman a few tiny squeezes. Her smile was chipper and sweet as she gazed at Fluttershy, already happy to see that the pink-haired young woman was starting to calm. The mere promise of getting filled with dick was enough to take the edge off.

“Fluttershy? How do you want Vice-Principal Luna to fuck you first?” Pinkie asked. “From behind? Missionary? Wanna ride her? Whatever you want, I’ll help hold your belly for you!”

It was an astonishingly insightful gesture from Pinkie Pie - a girl not necessarily given to such feats - and it was likely what saved her from Fluttershy lashing out at her once more. For the first time, a flicker of sincere gratitude crossed her eyes as she looked at Pinkie, and she even scooped her friend’s hand in her own and pulled it close to press a kiss against the knuckles. Once delivered, she gave a tiny nod, her eyes turning back to Luna as she started to scoot from the bed.

“I...I want…” she began, struggling to stay domestically decent and polite. Genuinely struggling. “Her to...f-face fuck me...please…” She swallowed, her eyes gazing up at Luna’s with a pleading, desperate look. “Hard...rough...m-m-messy…”

Vice-Principal Luna blinked, and watched as Pinkie was already helping Fluttershy get into position. Underneath the shadow of the older woman’s throbbing blue length, Fluttershy was rolled onto her back with her head dangling down the edge. Her pink hair was upturned and left to touch the floor and her big, beautiful belly shifted back and forth until Pinkie Pie held a hand to hold it into place. From there, her mouth simply opened expectantly and her tongue trailed forward, inviting her Vice-Principal to jam her cock inside while her head hung upside-down. The Celestia stand-in was fighting surprise at that moment, but a brief glimpse towards Pinkie Pie showed that the young woman’s hands had folded together in a pleading gesture, silently begging her to do as Fluttershy requested. The Vice-Principal briefly chewed on her bottom lip, and gave a tiny sigh before nodding her consent.

“...I...er...very well,” Luna finally agreed, and stepped back to bring herself into the proper position. “I shall...do my best.”

This was all new to her. While slipping her cock inside of a teenage lover was nothing all that unusual, doing it in any manner considered “rough” was something that Luna still struggled with. Sure, Celestia had done her best to teach her. Had tied up Rainbow Dash, had given her water cooler lectures about how to spank a student’s flank just when she was starting to cum. Still...Luna was a more calculating woman than her older sister, and to practice something so potentially dangerous with a girl she hadn’t made truly intimate contact with yet was enough to give her butterflies. She was forced to rationalize things swiftly, though, looking from Fluttershy to Pinkie Pie and back again, reading the situation and acknowledging this was all that she could do.

To help a student, Vice-Principal Luna would need to be as rough, nasty, and fuck-hungry as her older sister.

With a dedication to being a good educator driving her, Luna slapped the tip of her meaty dick against Fluttershy’s gaping maw and shoved herself inside. Though it was against her usual nature she pushed forward with her hips with a swift and forceful jab, ensuring that her cock went well past the back of Fluttershy’s mouth and into her desperate, murmuring throat. Sure enough, she soon saw a bulge press against the front of Fluttershy’s neck that was perfectly timed to a delighted whimper from the young woman, and that pale yellow body practically shivered with glee that was nearly orgasmic in and of itself. For Fluttershy, that simple thrust was a promise that she’d be getting the vicious, feral fucking that she had so desperately craved - and for Vice-Principal Luna, she was treated to the grip of a wet, warm teenage throat wrapped taut around her dick. A perfect situation for both of them.

“Wowie, that’s just what she needs! Keep at it!” Pinkie Pie giggled, and bounced to the edge of the bed on the other side of Fluttershy from Luna. She flopped onto her belly and her head disappeared behind the pregnant girl’s tummy, with only that poof of pink hair visible. Mere seconds later Pinkie’s voice could be heard to cheer in enthusiastic delight, right along with another pitching whimper from Fluttershy’s stuffed throat. “She’s squeezing my fingers tighter than ever, hehehe! She’s loving it!”

Vice-Principal Luna, with encouragement from Pinkie Pie, nodded as she prepared to go further. Her hips were already pulling back for another thrust, and as she did so her hands flowed forward to brace herself against Fluttershy’s tits. Squeezing against those soft, accommodating mounds, she leaned forward with all of her weight and jabbed forward again with another fierce, suffocating strike. More howls came from Fluttershy, more giggles came from Pinkie, and more wet pleasure rolled across Luna’s shaft. The older woman’s head bucked forward as she unleashed her first moan of the evening, and with her heavy dark blue balls resting on Fluttershy’s eyes, realized for the first time just how much fun being Celestia’s understudy could be. With a slow growing smile on her face, the vice-principal licked her lips, and took a deep breath before truly tackling her duty.

Over the course of the next few minutes, Fluttershy finally received a taste of the feral, messy bliss that she was craving. Her pregnant belly was held in place by her own delicate hands while her knees remained bent and pushed forward, keeping it in place while her thighs were left spread. On one end she could feel Pinkie Pie’s mouth tending to her clit with three fingers wiggling back and forth inside of her, and on the other she was treated to the absolute heaven of a massive, dark cock rutting into her throat with an increasingly wild, unchecked ferocity.

Thwap, thwap, thwap! Balls continued to strike her face with every push, and Fluttershy’s eyes had long since rolled back in her head and allowed the impact to crash against her eyelids. Her throat bulged again and again as that perfect unit plunged into her mouth, and she could feel just how much her neck was stretching with every fierce push. Lines of sloppy spit oozed from the corners of her lips and across those otherwise polite and precious features, soaking into her pink locks of hair and making a true mess of what was once one of CHS’ most delicate flowers. Threaded with an older woman’s massive cock, fisted by one of her best friends, the pregnant teen was in a state of glorious and unchecked pleasure for the first time since Celestia had given her a farewell fuck that very morning.

“I’m...I’m going to…” Luna wasn’t able to last all that long, considering she was new to it. The grip of Fluttershy’s throat was immeasurable, and her balls slapping the girl’s face only made her want to surge forward harder. Still, she was a responsible one even in the midst of this passion, and she couldn’t help but beg a question out into the open hair hoping that Pinkie could pull her mouth away from Fluttershy’s pussy to answer. “P...Pinkie! Where...where do I cum?!”

“Shhhllluuuurp!” Pinkie Pie’s mouth peeled away from Fluttershy’s pussy, and her head bobbed up with threads of juicy, thick nectar clinging to her cheeks. “Jam it as deep as you can and squirt like you’re filling up an eclair!” she giggled, and even lifted a glistening hand to give Luna a thumbs-up. “It’s what Principal Celestia does, and Fluttershy loves it!”

It was something that Luna herself never would have guessed, and might have even wasted if she hadn’t asked. With Pinkie Pie’s approval and the trembling moan rolling through Fluttershy’s throat, the older woman suddenly slapped her hips forward as hard as she could just as her tip began to unload. Twitching, pulsing, convulsing...her cock rocked with power and desire as her balls were nestled on Fluttershy’s eyes, the first jet of cum rushing through her with such weight and authority that Luna couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure. She grasped Fluttershy’s tits with a commanding hold while she squirted again and again, firing shots of hot white spunk straight into Fluttershy’s gullet and into her belly beyond. And though it felt sinfully profane to flood a pregnant teenager’s senses in such a devious way, Vice-Principal Luna had to admit...there was a true thrill to it, and that only magnified as the moment continued and Fluttershy showed her how much she delighted in it.

Cum puffed out the girl’s cheeks when her throat became too full, and soon after Luna was treated to a jet of her own cum splattering against the underside of her shaft, bursting from Fluttershy’s nose as her senses were left overflowing with cream. As she spasmed and gagged and utterly failed to swallow down all of Luna’s cum her own orgasm suddenly overtook her, and that big, bloated pregnant belly started to shake as she came.

Pinkie Pie was diligent - her hands suddenly shifting up to press to the sides of that swollen tummy, making sure it didn’t shake too much while Fluttershy came. In the meantime, her mouth was focused on the other girl’s pussy where she gobbled in glee, slurping her tongue back and forth over Fluttershy’s trembling folds and honing in against her clit when the highest moment arrived. When Fluttershy came on her face it was in the form of a vivid squirting climax that soaked her poof of pink hair and left her face splattered with juice - a mess that only made Pinkie Pie giggle madly and with objective joy.

By the time it was finished, Fluttershy laid there dormant as Vice-Principal Luna started to pull her dick free. The sound that filled the room was a soaked, sloppy noise followed by the desperate coughing and gagging of a teenage slut, although mixed into her sputtering murmurs and the slurping sound of her gulping down more cum were noises of pure satisfaction. Gazing down now, Vice-Principal Luna could see that Fluttershy was essentially wearing a mask of white spunk across her face, but between the threads of spit and cum a happy smile could be seen.

“Fluttershy?” Luna asked, arching a brow as she inquired. “Do you...feel better?”

There was a heated pause between the trio, before a gurgling, depraved sound echoed from the back of the pale yellow girl’s throat.

“...c...cock...give me...cock...more dick…” it would’ve been louder and more demanding, had she the breath to do it. “...f-fuck my slutty...little...holes…”

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes, but not entirely,’” Luna observed, and rubbed her chin in idle thought before looking to the pink puff on the other end of the bed. “Pinkie Pie? I’ll require your assistance.”

“Anything for Fluttershy, Vice-Principal Luna!” Pinkie bounced up - her own tiny belly bump showing as she did so. She even saluted the older woman, with Fluttershy’s nectar dripping from her cheeks to her curvy breasts below. “Awaiting orders, ma’am!”

Vice-Principal Luna was there to save the day...but without Pinkie Pie, she never would’ve had a chance.

***

Over the course of the next three hours, Vice-Principal Luna was put to the task of filling in for a woman with a truly insatiable appetite. Fluttershy was left ravenous without the woman that bred her to keep her satisfied, and even with cum on her face and well into her throat, she began to desperately demand that she be stuffed with dick again and again. From facefucking her to the edge of the bed Luna soon flipped the girl over and claimed her from behind, sinking every inch of that dark blue shaft into a pussy that had been raw and soaked since earlier that afternoon. The sound of Fluttershy’s depraved howls filled the room from wall to wall as she braced herself on hands and knees, jerking back and forth against Luna while the threads of cum dripped from her face and matted further into her soft pink hair.

And the entire time, Pinkie Pie was there holding her belly up so that big, pregnant tummy wasn’t disturbed too much.

After Luna unloaded into Fluttershy’s pussy - pausing briefly to marvel at how wonderful it felt to let her cock soak and settle in that flooded cunt - Fluttershy began to beg and demand once more. Her earnest tone was softening but still she barked hungry lusty words for more, flopping onto her side and slapping a hand against one of her firm rump cheeks, spreading herself to expose a tender pucker ripe for the taking. With a look of wild decadence that betrayed the innocent girl she appeared to be on the surface, Fluttershy loudly screamed for Luna to plunge her cock into her ass...which the vice-principal did, in a further attempt to sate the young woman’s hunger. Fierce thrusts came next, plunging her cock deep into the girl’s backdoor, making Fluttershy’s eyes go cross as her voice called out in hoarse, frantic fashion.

And the entire time, Pinkie Pie was there helping to hold Fluttershy’s leg up, smoothing her other hand through the girl’s cum-matted hair to keep her comforted.

It went on like that, and Vice-Principal Luna was keen enough to recognize the trend before too long. One moment she was fucking Fluttershy from above with Pinkie Pie helping to hold the girl’s legs high above her head, and the next she was mounted her face with her throbbing cock squeezed between plump pale yellow tits, thrusting until she burst her load across a pregnant belly that Pinkie Pie was eager to lick up. No matter what Vice-Principal Luna subjected Fluttershy to, no matter how she fucked her or how she squirted her seemingly endless supply of loads against the girl’s body, Pinkie Pie was there to help. Never asking anything for herself, never daring to encroach on Fluttershy’s cock-based cure for her madness.

Much like Vice-Principal Luna was doing for her sister, Pinkie Pie was stepping in and assisting when she could. And indeed, it was endearing.

“W-Whew...that...that was so lovely…” Fluttershy’s voice had fallen back into her normal sweetly domestic tone by the time the evening was near an end, her arms tucking underneath the pillow and her head resting gently atop it. Her holes were dripping with cum just as her hair was soaked in it - a different blend than the cream she was used to, but wonderful nonetheless. Her feral passions had been quelled for the moment, and she seemed finally ready to sleep. “T-Thank you, Vice-Principal Luna. You...yaaaaaaawn...you sure are...nice…”

Luna sat, her back to the head of the bed and her cock still exposed, draped across a thigh as she moved a hand out to play with Fluttershy’s hair. On her other side Pinkie Pie was naked and pressed against her, her hair as poofy as ever and her smile kind and warm. With Luna’s arm around her, the young woman was nestled neatly against the older woman, letting her plump, pink breasts squish to Luna’s side while she spoke.

“Luna? Thank you so much for helping out,” Pinkie murmured. In a rare show of awareness she kept her voice low, not wanting to awaken the cock-hungry beast they had just soothed to sleep. “I don’t know what I would’ve done without you! I...I was so frustrated I couldn’t help her, and...and I..”

“You did plenty, Pinkie Pie,” Luna cooed without hesitation, and slipped a hand around Pinkie’s cheek to angle the girl’s gaze towards her own. Leaning down, she pressed a faint kiss to the young woman’s forehead, letting her lips linger there for a few sweet seconds before continuing. “You helped Fluttershy get what she needed. You made it possible for me to do this for her. You’re the hero tonight, dear.”

Pinkie Pie merely looked up at Luna with large, glistening eyes and a trembling lower lip. The words of appreciation clearly meant the world to her, though Luna wasn’t yet done with her praise. As her free hand left Fluttershy’s hair it drifted down to the base of her dark blue member, wrapping her fingers around the shaft and giving it a slow, steady squeeze. With a bit of coaxing it started to stick up from her lap once more, and though it was no longer the titan that Fluttershy enjoyed well into the night, it would serve for one last mission of the evening.

“Let me fuck you too, Pinkie,” Luna whispered, to a young woman that was practically vibrating in excitement. With the pregnant Fluttershy soundly asleep beside them, she started pulling Pinkie into her lap, coaxing the curvy young woman to glide down against her shaft. “You’ve earned a reward.”

Before long, Pinkie Pie was mounting her principal’s little sister, rocking against her with slow and delicate gestures so as not to rouse Fluttershy. It was hardly as energetic and wild as Pinkie usually liked to get fucked, and more than a few times they paused to ensure they kept things quiet, but by the very end of it Pinkie Pie was melting into Luna’s embrace and cuddling close against her. The freshly bred teenager settled against Luna and fell asleep before she had the strength to leave the older woman’s lap, dozing with her head nestled between Luna’s breasts and a softening cock wedged deep in a cum-filled pussy. Luna didn’t mind, and as she braced one palm on Fluttershy’s massive belly she kept the other arm close around Pinkie’s frame, holding her in place with lips to her forehead as she joined them in sleep.

Luna was fond of all of her sister’s sluts, but that night realized that Pinkie Pie was very much like herself. They both lived to help the people they loved, and that night they had done a fine job of it.

End of Chapter 12.

Author's Note

I think we can all agree Luna really stepped up to the plate. I'd say Celestia left a mighty big condom to fill, buuuuut it's pretty clear she doesn't use them.

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