Chapter 3: Epilogue

Memo to me: Do not make jokes like that in the middle of a royal, love-dependent, double-double futa orgy anymore, Chrysalis told herself.

And she would do well keeping that in mind. Was she to blame, though? Who would’ve guessed the two Equestrian rulers would take the command “Fire at will” literally? Because the instant the changeling queen said that, she was covered in a huge onslaught of white cum, quadrupled from the number of oversized horsecocks in front of her.

Throughout the event, both princesses didn’t move at all. Instead, they just shot load after load onto the black creature’s body.

“You know,” Celestia started, still in the middle of the lustless cum shower, “I don’t want to sound racist, but you do look a lot better in white, Chrysalis!”

“Har har,” Luna deadpanned. “Of course you, white butt sun, would say that. What’s next? Do you want to paint your sister white as well?”

“Hmm, now that you mention it—”

“Don’t even think about it!”

A voice coming from a third party, clearly overwhelmed by the randomness of the situation, spoke up before Celestia could say anything else. “Uhm, ladies?”

“Yes, Chrysalis?” Celestia responded, slightly annoyed she couldn’t put her plan to assimilate her sister into action.

“Look, I know you two want to make a Peace Agreement. Fine with me. But—” she motioned to four the white torrents shooting down on her, “—is this really necessary?”

“Rules,” Luna responded simply. “The rules of a royal Peace Agreement clearly state at section 6, line 18 and 19, ‘All agreements must be initiated with a cum shower with no less than two stallion penises for at least three minutes.’”

“But you are mares!” Chrysalis exclaimed.

“That’s right, and that’s what I wanted to say before you interrupted me,” explained moon butt. “Section 6, line 20, ‘Should no stallion genitals be available at the moment of the agreement, the act can also be executed by futanari mares with at least four penises.’”

“Technically,” Celestia continued, “we would need four different futa mares, but…” She motioned toward the corpse-littered landscape around them. A nod from Chrysalis indicated that she understood.

It was a lie though. She didn’t understand anything—at all. But if getting showered by cum from two horny alicorn maniacs was what it would take to end the war and finally get enough love for her people, then Epona-damned, let it be that way!

“That should do it,” said Celestia, her sister and her finally cutting off the stream of white fluid.

Before them lay a white Queen Chrysalis. Were it not for the holes in her body, projecting dark shadows in them, neither ruler would’ve seen her in the white puddle, which stretched a good ten feet at least in all directions. Any hint of her black carapace was covered in the complementary color.

“Heil me or what?” Celestia asked the dead or unconscious crowd of black changelings all around her, almost too proud of herself.

“Keep your modesty to yourself, Hoofler,” Chrysalis commented angrily. “Can you two just get this over with?”

“Of course, dear.”

The princesses motioned the queen to stand up, exposing the few still black parts of hers—those which had been touching the ground. She closed her eyes and waited for something to happen. The sooner this nightmare was over the sooner she could forget about it.

She waited. And waited. And waited.

When nothing seemed to happen, she asked, without opening her eyes, “What’s taking you so long?”

“Looks like we didn’t think the rules through enough when we made them,” Luna explained with a hint of unsureness in her voice. “When we talked about requiring four dicks for a futanari Peace Agreement, we completely forgot about the fact that mares only have three holes for sticking stuff in at the same time.”

“But I’m a cha—”

“No!” Celestia interrupted her. “I made the mistake of putting my penises in a changeling’s body hole before. Never again.” She shuddered at the memory.

“Yeah, I can kinda see where you’re coming from,” Chrysalis admitted. “Hole-sex isn’t a common fetish amongst us changelings either, hehe.”

“So, what should we do?” Celestia asked.

“You could—”

“Idea!” Luna announced before Chrysalis could say anything further. “We can just stuff both dicks in her mouth at once!”

“I’m afraid of her sharp teeth…” Celestia confessed.

“Or you could—”

“Oh wait, better idea! We could just give her a second mouth! Profit for both sides!” Luna almost jumped at her amazing idea.

“Ugh, no way. That’s just… no.” Celestia lifted her head up, almost as though she wished the solution would just fall out of the sky.

“By Epona’s fake clitoris, listen to me!” The fury in her voice could be heard from one end of the battleground to the other, and she slammed her eyes open. “Your holy book up sexually fucked-up rules to make a Peace Agreement may state that you need to do the procedure on one pony, but does it explicitly state that is has to be the ‘same body’?”

“Uhh, it has to be you and only you, Chrysalis,” Luna explained slightly confused.

“Gosh, and you two have been the rulers of this land for thousands of years?” Chrysalis shook her head. “All you need to do is take one of my unconscious changelings, freshen it up a little, and make it turn into me. Under normal circumstances any changeling impersonating their queen gets executed instantly, but… I think we can make an exception here.”

The two princesses blinked at the queen a few times, before Luna asked, “Well, Tia, what do you think?”

Sun butt thought for a moment before she gave in. “I guess it’s our only way to get this over with. Damn, who wrote these rules?!”

“You did, Tia.”

“Oh.”

Chrysalis tapped her hoof impatiently. “I’m waiting…”

“Okay, let’s do this,” Celestia agreed. “Show me your least injured subject.”

Chrysalis’ horn lightened up, and she started looking through her network of connected insectoid minds. “Right over there,” she said after only a few seconds, pointing her hoof to a nearby changeling. The princesses nodded and walked to it.

“C’mere, ya smexy moon dancer!” Celestia said to her sister when they arrived at the changeling. The two rulers initiated a royal tongue apocalypse right in front of changeling queen’s eyes.

But before Chrysalis could say anything, the seemingly unconscious changeling drone lazily opened his eyes. “Wha…” he slurred, unable to comprehend what was going on.

“Welcome, my dear changeling. You’ve just been brought back to life by the love of Equestria’s rulers. Consider yourself lucky,” Celestia said. “Chryssi?”

“Uhh…” Chrysalis said, still appalled by the sight of the two princesses making out in front of an almost-dead body to bring it back to life. “Rrright…” She slowly stepped forward. “Normally I wouldn’t have a problem with this, but right now I have no other options. Do not ask why I’m covered in white. Don’t even ask why you are back amongst the living. Just…” She brought a hoof to her forehead, more than embarrassed of the situation. “Turn into me and get rutted by these two princesses.”

“Of course, your Highness.” Without any further questioning, the changeling turned into a perfect copy of its queen—save for having white cum all over it.

“Huh, I at least expected some sort of resistance,” Chrysalis admitted.

“Never, your Highness. Your wish is my command. When should we start?”

“How about right fucking now?!” Celestia shouted.

And without any further warning, the cock was in. Plus the other three.

Celestia picked the similar-to-her, real Chrysalis, while Luna started with the impersonating drone. Whether it was because they were good actors, being a changeling’s natural talent, or because they genuinely felt overwhelmed wasn’t clear. Didn’t matter for the princesses though; all they wanted was to get their dicks emptied.

And trust me, those dicks were far from empty. Well, doesn’t happen all day that you manipulate your ovaries into an infinite-cum-producing factory, now is it?

Celestia and Luna pretty much repeated the procedure from earlier. Luna, specifically, was very excited to have her turn with the ‘doubled fun’ after having been interrupted earlier.

Because for some reason changelings had nothing better to do than conquer Equestria.

In, out, in, out.

That at least would be the standard procedure. Being an alicorn with two oversized horsecocks, however, meant that you could screw with the standard procedure a little. That is to say, have one go in while the other goes out.

But the princesses were anything but dumb—so long as you don’t consider why they were doing this in the first place. At the rate they were going they would be done in mere seconds. The changeling mimicking its princess shared all her properties, and one of those was stamina.

Once the real Chrysalis started to increase her moaning, it was clear for the sun goddess working on her behind that she needed to stop so the official minimum time given by the ruleset could be met. She gave her sister a signal, and the two teleported out of the four holes they were working on.

White Chrysalis and Fake Chrysalis lay there, panting heavily. “Why did you stop?!” the real one shouted angrily. “I was so close!”

“Ten minutes, that’s the minimum. We weren’t even at four yet,” Celestia explained.

“Besides…” Luna added, giggling lightly, “I think my Adolf Celestia here needs to learn about the magic of dark ponies.”

“Ugh, fine!” She walked to the disguised drone. “Just hope this is worth it.”

Without any warning, she shoved her gentlecolts in. A loud moan escaped the drone’s mouth, though it wasn’t nearly as loud as the when Celestia’s sister did the same before. Additionally, she was careful not to provoke an ahead-of-schedule orgasm again.

Meanwhile, Luna mirrored Celestia’s actions on the real thing. Her every sense tingled at the feeling of two artificial stallionhoods rubbing at the insides of the changeling queen’s most private cavities.

And yet, something didn’t feel right.

“Hey, Chryssi?” Luna asked, quiet enough so her sexual maniac of a sister could hear her. “I know this is all an official treatment, but… I think we can both agree that this all feels a little wrong.”

“Oh really?” Chrysalis said mockingly between moaning. “I genuinely thought double-fucking another species’ queen is what the hip ponies do these days.”

“Heh, right,” Luna chuckled. “No seriously, I feel this should get a different treatment. What do you say if we… switch roles?”

“Huh?”

“I meant if you do what I’m currently doing to you.”

“Why would you want to do that?”

Luna sighed, unhappy. “I thought being the one in control would make me feel good, but I think I’m having a better time being the stuffed one, not the stuffer. Besides…” She snickered. “You are still a villain. I’ve been cleansed long ago.”

Chrysalis beamed. “Oh, if that’s what you want, let’s do it, Nightmare Moon Butt!”

“That’s the spirit!”

Luna’s horn lightened up and her two penises grew back into their original form, leaving only a clean architecture of genocidal nature behind—otherwise known as Princess Luna’s vagina.

“So, how do I get these dicks?” Chrysalis asked.

“Well, I’m not too sure, actually. Tia told me the spell, but I’m not sure if I still remember every piece of it. Let me try…” Her horn lightened up and slowly two perfect, black dingalings grew from Chrysalis crotch.

“Looks good to me,” Chrysalis said once they were done. “So, should we begin?”

“Anytime you want!” And yet another time, the cock was in.

Chrysalis wasn’t as talented as the princess she was rutting, but she definitely had one or two kinks of experience up her holes. You just needed to know which one.

The two kept the moment going on for as long as they could, simply enjoying each other’s presence, without any intention of crushing their partner. Chrysalis was good, but still careful so she wouldn’t break Luna before she wanted—experience she collected in the gender-switching nights with Shining Armor.

They switched positions so that Luna lay with her back on the ground, allowing the two to see into each other’s eyes during their act, and continued their passionate lovemaking. That went well for a few minutes, but then Luna blurted something out she would soon regret. “I love you, Chryssi!”

Silence reigned over the moaning-filled battlefield they were in moments ago. Both Chrysalis and Celestia stopped.

“What did you just say, Lulu?” asked Celestia slowly, anger, disappointment, and a slight hint of sentence in her words. She pulled out of the drone. “I thought we were in love now! I was so happy when you told me earlier!”

“I meant it! I love you, Tia, but that doesn’t mean I can’t love Chrysalis either.” She turned towards the shocked changeling queen standing over her. “Isn’t that right, Chryssi?” Without a warning, she pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss.

Chrysalis’ eyes shot open, but she was unable to say anything. Slowly, though, she felt the urge to protest go back, until it was entirely replaced by passion for the blue princess. She gave into the kiss and explored Luna’s mouth, careful not to hurt her with her sharp fangs.

As the two broke the kiss, Luna turned towards her sister, and was shocked to see her crying. “Tia!” She wanted to stand up, but was still in the captivity of the changeling queen. “Could you…?”

“Oh, right.” Chrysalis let her penises slide out of Luna and stepped away from her.

Luna walked to her sobbing sister, and put a comforting hoof on her shoulder. “Tia… you mean the world to me, Chrysalis won’t even come close to that. I just have a thing for her as well is all.”

Celestia’s tear-covered eyes looked up at her sister. “Y-you really mean that, Lulu?”

“I would never think of something else.” Luna pulled her sister into another kiss, her saliva still mixed with Chrysalis. That didn’t matter though; what mattered was the issue being resolved.

Suddenly, a loud screaming interrupted their moment, and the two broke their kiss abruptly. Then they turned to the source of the noise, and were surprised to see Chrysalis cowering on the floor.

“Something is wrong with me!” she screamed. “I think… I think I… OH MY EPONA!”

Those were the last words she would say for a while. Right after she was done talking, her two penises exploded into a shower of pink cum. Like a nuclear bomb it swept over the entire battlefield, leaving not a single changeling or pony body uncovered.

Then she limply fell to the ground.

Luna was shocked, not paying much attention to the pink ocean all around her, and ran towards the changeling queen. She was relieved to see she was still breathing softly. “She’s fine.”

“Lu-luuu?” Celestia slowly said in a mothering tone.

“Y-yes, Tia?”

“Did you use the penis growing spell I told you not to use until you fully learned it?”

“Uhm… maybe?” Luna said sheepishly.

Celestia only sighed at that.

“What is this pink stuff anyway?” Luna asked after a while.

“Liquid love,” was Celestia’s simple answer. “If you did what I think you did—and trust me, the odds for that to be the case tend towards infinity—the love you’ve given Chrysalis when she had sex with you was stored in one of the penises, creating a bond between the two of you. But when you also admitted your love to me, the other penis was also filled, practically overloading her.”

“And then the blackie went boom.”

“Exactly.”

“I see…”

Neither sister said something, the awkward silence reigning over them like a nightmare. After what seemed like forever, they heard something: buzzing.

“Chryssi?” Luna swung around and expected to see the princess standing back up again. She was surprised to see her still laying in the same spot as before, nothing but her belly moving at all.

Another set of buzzing could be heard. And another. And another.

Soon enough, the entire battlefield sounded like the inside of a bee hive, only a hundred times louder. Changeling by changeling got up from their slumber, each one sporting a fresh set of wings.

Celestia’s horn lightened up, ready to attack the creatures. Before she could do anything, though, a chitinous hoof stopped her. “Wait!”

“Why?” was the princess’s only response.

“These changelings won’t attack you, they are filled with your love!” Upon hearing that, Celestia removed the energy she built up in her horn, and was speechless.

“You mean… Luna and I are a part of them now?”

“Yes,” the changeling replied. “They are as much your subjects now as they are for Queen Chrysalis.”

“That’s right,” said Chrysalis from behind them. Celestia and Luna were so shocked by the invasion they didn’t notice her standing up. “And I can’t thank you enough for what you have done. You were true to your word, Princess Luna and Princess Celestia, and healed my people.”

“I guess we did…” Luna said, still overwhelmed by the entire situation at hoof.

“So… what now?” Celestia asked.

“Now?” Chrysalis chuckled. “Now we can see if these new wings, created with the power of true pony love, are any more resistant against wing boners than the old ones.”

Luna raised her hoof. “Oh, oh, me first!”

“And that’s how you were made!” the three lovers and rulers of Equestria finish explaining in perfect unison. “Kingborn by royal, interspecies, double-futa, lesbian incest, during a war with thousands of changelings watching us!”

The young pony-changeling hybrid can barely comprehended what he just heard. “… With six dicks?”

Author's Note

Well, here it is at last. I'm not too happy about this story, but I still think I did well for what it was. Writing clop just isn't my skill yet, so I will probably need a few more attempts to create something that doesn't need ridiculous humor to justify itself.

Oh well, hope you enjoyed it!

Side note: Due to the new NSFW restrictions, I was forced to find a new cover art for this story. Apparently, sloppy kissing is considered NSFW these days. Ahem, right. It's interesting to know that passionate kissing is crossing the line, but a fiction about quadruple futa is fine.

(Trivia: This is my first ever real story I've marked as complete. That bible thing doesn't count. It's also, as of posting this chapter, my longest story. Interesting, isn't it?)