The Virginal Princess

Oh, how the years had passed. Ponies had grown up, found love, dated, courted, fucked, given birth, raised children, watch those children grow up, find love, date and court, had screamed at the internal image of their children losing their virginity... it was all so beautiful.

Even immortals found time for love. Gaily did Luna often trot though the halls, happy and beaming at the afternoon sun with wide hips swaying and generous cleavage bouncing as tired and sore stallions slinked out of her chambers. Twilight, slim and svelte, had dated and married a guard, and what a grand occasion that was; full of cheer, singing, and happiness.

Sure there were nobles and guards that gave the stink eye over the improperness of a princess dating a subordinate, but as Celestia quickly said: "But she's a princess! All the stallions are subordinate to her! And me. So bow, or you'll be wishing you had... No, not to me, to her! THAT'S better. And I'd better see those snouts munching on the carpet until they leave! Oh Twilight, don't be silly, I'm not embarrassing you at all! WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M OVERPROTECTIVE!?"

And so on...

But one day, Cadence was called for a diplomatic visit and everyone was pleased to see her belly round and heavy with Shining's foals, and were even more surprised when she said that they were triplets. The excitement abounded as they discussed names for the children until eventually...

"Oh Celestia, what would you call your child? Or have you had one already?" Cadence beamed, "I'm sure that you know more than I do about children!"

The room they were in was Celestia's own smaller tea room which she usually held for diplomatic chats between a few delegates, which meant that the room was only the size of a tennis court. All four princesses were at sat at a round table with a central pillar supporting it, bare except for a white table cloth.

"Oh yes," laughed Twilight as Luna blanched, "Actually, me and my chubby hubby bubby are finding things getting a bit... problematic. Any advice for making my stallion have more endurance?"

"Oh I'm sorry," said Celestia, "I don't think I have any advice like that..."

"Celestia," Cadence giggled, resting her hands on her massive belly, "You've been around for nearly six thousand-"

"So what!?" Celestia snapped, "Just because I've been around for six thousand years I'm supposed to be a mother!? Oh please! It's not like I even want a baby of my own! Why would I want to push a mass the size of a watermelon out my vagina! It doesn't make me complete, and I'm perfectly fine! I don't need a special some pony!"

And with that, Celestia stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Luna blinked, rubbing her forehead with her hand and breathing deeply, "My sister is not, at any point, now or in the future, interested in courting." she said, "No, I don't know why, and no, I do not care. And as you can see, she gets angry when you mention it."

"She's never had a date?" Twilight asked, flabbergasted, "But her boobs are bigger than my head! Almost twice as big! Smaller boobs orbit around them! And perky! Perky!" she cupped her hand in the air and jiggled them, "Perky..."

"And that ass!" Cadence drooled, "Big and firm, why would she be worried about childbirth with ass and massive brood mother hips like that! She looks as if she's given birth to a whole clan, and yet you tell me she's never been a mother!?"

"Strange drooling over my sister aside..." Luna said, "No, as far as I can tell my sister has turned aside every last suitor she's ever had."

"But dem bewbs..." drooled Twilight.

"And dat ass..." moaned Cadence.

"Okay, no, stop!" Luna shuddered, "Stop fantasising about my sister and focus!"

"NO!" Cadence shouted, and knocked over the table with her gravid form as she wobbled to her feet, "Princess Celestia must not be single anymore! We shall find her a date!"

"Yes!" bounced Twilight, "A date! A date! A date fit for a princess!"

"Sure, why not" Luna rolled her eyes and reset the table, "Let us find my sister a date."

***

"Date Celestia!? The most sexy mare of all time!? With cleavage that could feed a herd of cows and hips that could break a chair! And legs that go all the way up to dayum!" Lord Chowder blinked, "Good God, I'd shoot off in that arse if I could..."

Chowder stood almost as tall as Cadence, and tugged his moustache and rubbed his furred head as thoughts of getting behind the Amazonian beauty that was Celestia and riding that bitch...

"But Chowder," Luna leaned down, letting her neckline sag down to give everyone a view, "What about me?"

"Ooooh the things you did to me..." Chowder smiled, reminiscing about that night, "but you aren't your sister. No one can compare to her!"

Twilight quickly got in front of an enraged Luna, "But you'd try a date or two, right?"

Are you mad," laughed Chowder, "Princess Celestia is so far out of my league I wouldn't have half a chance with her! Maybe you should try Blue Moon instead? He's about the right age."

***

"What an arrogant creature," fumed Luna as they walked through the halls "I cannot believe that he would say as much, that's the last time I let him try a snake venom!"

"Is that some kind of drink?" Twilight asked, scratching her head, "And wouldn't snake venom be extremely toxic?"

"I will explain when you are older," said Luna.

"I'm twenty four!"

"Girls," Cadence twirled to face Luna and Twilight, almost losing her balance as her belly swung around and shattered a vase, "Oop! Remember why we're here! To get Celestia the perfect date!"

"Ah, there he is!" Twilight pointed.

Blue Moon almost panicked when three beautiful mares charged after him. He had heard of Luna's romps through the males of the courts, who hadn't, and he had heard rumours about Twilight and her 'love' for lesser stallions, and weren't pregnant mares supposed to be extra frisky? So with this in mind, it is quite understandable how he stood there like a deer in headlights, right until the point where eighty three kilos of expecting mother knocked him over.

"Blue Moon! Blue Moon!" shouted Cadence, "You're single, right!"

"What!? No! Please don't! I don't have the stamina!"

"Uh..." Twlight gently pushed Cadence aside as she helped up Blue Moon, "No, no no, we just wanted to know if you wanted to date Celestia."

Blue Moon moaned. "Celestiaaa..."

Blue Moon pictured it: Celestia in a elegant dress that hugged her figure, a split showing her cutie mark on one side and letting her powerful thigh and calf flex in full view and her firm yet soft rump jiggling slight with every step as she descended the stairs, her gravity defying breasts straining as she wore a bra clearly not designed for such weight and...

"Blue Moon? Blue Moon?" Luna waved her hand in front of his face, "Ah. I afraid that we have lost him to sexual fantasy involving my sister. He shall be mourned."

"Why is that?" asked Cadence.

"Because of that." Luna turned to look at an extremely enraged noble mare standing near the end of the hall, "That pony over there is his special some pony North Star."

***

Leaving the screams behind them, the three princesses walked throughout the halls, trying to find courtiers of Celestia. The preliminary trials, as Twilight insisted on calling them, had proven to be a massive success; every pony wanted Celestia. Every pony drooled over Celestia and her sex goddess figure. So finding some one to help her break the springs in her bed shouldn't be hard.

And they had found three.

First up was Graphite.

Luna brushed down his jet black mane and smoothed his collar, "Now Graphite, no matter what, remember that you must always be polite, Celestia will not react well to bluntness."

"Oh shush!" Twilight brushed Graphite's mane out of his brown eyes, "Now don't worry, being yourself is more important, she needs to get to know the real you if this is ever going to work."

"We don't want Auntie to fall in love, Twilight," Cadence snorted, buttoning up his jacket, "We just want Graphite here to pound away at her for a bit. Get her into the scene."

"What!? I'm not good enough!?" Graphite stomped his hooves, "I'm not some stud doing it for nothing but self gratification! I want to hold her, love her. I want to-"

"Celestia."

"-ease her down onto the bed, the rose petals cushioning her fall as we look into each others eyes. The setting sun catching her mane and making it sparkle with all the colours of beauty. Leaning down, I kiss her gently, moving my hands across her rump and pressing my stallionhood against her-guaaark-"

"Yes, that is quite enough," Luna adjusted her grip around Graphite's throat, "I do not want to hear your sexual fantasies involving my sister thank you very much."

"It was just getting to the good part" Twilight moaned, "can't you let him go on a bit more?"

"I really think you should..." Cadence said.

"I think not, Cadence." said Luna, "You may not be able to stop yourself from thinking licentious thoughts, dear niece but-"

"Luna he's choking!"

"Ah, apologies," Luna let go of Graphite's neck, "Are you alright?"

Graphite coughed, "Yeah, yeah I think I am."

Cadence put the finishing touches on his jacket before straightening up, accidentally bashing Graphite with her massive gut and sending him of balance backwards into Luna's chest.

"Yes, well," Luna hoisted up Graphite by his armpits, "Here I am, hoping."

***

Graphite had approached Celestia well at the gardens, gently talking to her about this and that, keeping himself in good graces. At first, Celestia looked bored, but as time went on she began to look genuinely interested.

"It is all going perfectly," Luna said from within her hiding bush, "He is truly silver tounge'ed."

"Huh?" said Twilight, hidden by her illusion which made her look like topiary.

"She means that he is a good talker." Cadence explained, sprawled on a bench and leaning back, rubbing her huge belly absent-mindedly.

"Cadence, must you be doing that?" hissed Luna, "It's drawing attention!"

"I don't see you knocked up!" Cadence shot back.

"Shut up, something's happening!"

And indeed it was, Celestia had smiled her radiant smile, and had walked off with Graphite in tow. Judging from his knowing smile things had gone well.

"What was it that he said to sister?" asked Luna.

Twilight sighed, "Do you need your curtains scrubbed."

***

Graphite couldn't be happier. He was finally going to be the one! Celestia, the most unapproachable mare of all time, who had been the masturbatory fantasy of many a growing colt, was going to let him fuck her! And considering the endurance potions he had secretly drunk before talking to Celestia, he'd be going at it for hours. Of course, if Celestia only wanted a few minutes, a quickie before going back to work, that was fine too. It was Celestia for gods sake, who wouldn't want that!?

And so Graphite followed his solar princess grinning to himself happily as he was led deeper and deeper into the castle, down and down into the lower levels. As he went, his smile began to grow worried. Why were they going this far? Did Celestia have a kinky dungeon where she kept a boy toy to use for release? Was she hoping to add him to the collection?

Neither of them noticed Luna quietly following the pair.

Eventually, Celestia came to a door, a heavy wooden thing with a huge brass handle. Opening it, she slipped inside, in a massive cloud of steam. Graphite swallowed, and followed after her.

The inside was nothing that he had only ever seen once before. The great laundry engines.

The two engines themselves were nearly two stories high, and did the laundry of the entire castle. Designed by two brilliant engineers, twin unicorn brothers, a huge treadmill operated by pedal powered huge bleached wooden paddles which stirred great bins almost clogged with cloth, with teams pouring in detergents, water, and soap powders. Underneath magical fires kept the waters steaming and hot, and to Graphite it looked not unlike a sort of hygienic hell.

Celestia led him to a larger mare, bulky with arms like trunks. "Ah, this fine fellow, his name is Graphite, has offered to help with the laundry. Isn't it wonderful when nobility try to get in touch with their subjects?" Celestia turned to Graphite, "I'm so proud."

The mare smiled, "Yeah, don' woory yer grace. C'mon, Graphite, I'll help y'get started."

And Celestia turned with a proud smile on her face and walked off beaming happily. "Make sure to scrub my curtains hard! I'll hold you to your promise!"

"But, but, but..." stammered Graphite as Celestia shut the door behind her.

"Let m'guess," the thick armed mare shook her head, "Y'trieed to git her t'let ya geev her a good dickin'? Crash and burn, mate. Crash and burn."

***

"That's cold," Cadence sighed, taking a bite out of her sandwich, "I've heard of some brutal ways to dump a stallion, but that's a new low."

"Sweet niece," Luna asked, "what is that you are eating. It smells most foul to me."

"Focus!" said Twilight, "Foulness of Cadence's meal aside..."

"Pickles and egg."

"We have two more suitors to pick! Now who's next!?"

"Lord Rust," Luna put a picture on the table, "This old warhorse is renowned for his sexual prowess. Legend has it, he once satisfied twenty mares at once during his visit to Ponyville during the season."

"Alright, let's give it a go," said Twilight, "here's hoping that he's no worse than Graphite."

***
"HAVE SEX WITH PRINCESS CELESTIA, WHAT!?"

"Oh dear lord above he's worse than Graphite." moaned Twilight.

The mares had found Lord Rust in his study; a richly furnished room in white and brass, with a rich red carpet and a dark oak table with green felt. Twilight was a little jealous of that desk. Green felt showed that you had made it, whereas red felt was for posers. And, of course, the felt should be worn for best effect.

"Oh, dear me no," said Lord Rust, his milky blue eyes spinning, "I couldn't have sex with Princess Celestia, that would be getting ideas above my station, what?"

Luna frowned, "And yet we have spent many a carnal night together, have we not Lord Rust?"

"Well, yes..." Rust admitted, brushing down his red coat, "But you engaged me first, and as such, I was preforming a task for my Princess, what?"

Cadence rolled her eyes, "But we need you to preform this duty! Celestia is a virgin."

"A VIRGIN!? WHAT!?" Rust spun around in panic, "Taking the virginity of a princess! I say, that's completely inappropriate, what!?"

Twilight reached out and grabbed Rust, setting him down at his desk. "Don't worry about it," she smiled, "We'll take care of everything."

"Besides," Cadence moaned, "Can you imagine it? She stands in front of you, wearing a simple white gown. She looks back at you with a smirk before letting it fall from her shoulders with a shrug. She leans over, her massive motherly hips wide as she spreads her legs, letting you..."

"If you do not stop, dear niece," smiled Luna, "then I will make sure to give your husband sexual dreams of an old, saggy mare so that he can not preform his husbandly duties for weeks."

Cadence gasped, "How dare you use sex as a negotiation tool!"

"Oooh, I'm not here," groaned Rust, burying his head in his hands, "This isn't happening, it's all a dream, and the princesses aren't squabbling like children..."

Cadence's eye began to twitch as Luna pushed past, "Rust! Sand to! Your princesses have given you a most important task! You must preform this great duty and fuck Celestia! You must eat her out as if she was a juicy peach! You must pound her with such severity that she cannot sit for many a moon! Rise up, Rust, and put yourself to the duty with which you have been charged with vigour and passion befitting a lord of Equestria! Ride her hard and put her away wet!"

"By gum!" Rust shouted, leaping to his hooves, "I'll make sure to wreck her balloons when I pound upon that sweet ass! What?!"

"Yes!" shouted Twilight, "Go forth, Lord Rust, claim Celestia's maiden head!"

Lord Rust whinnied and burst through the doors, the three mares watching him race down the hall letting loose the occasional "What!".

"He doesn't stand a chance in hell does he?"

"Nope."