Bonus chapter: Augmentation

I kept stirring the contents of the cauldron, while Twilight observed the alembic, painstakingly enchanting every drop of the liquid that formed at the tip of the pipe, after it separated, but before it would fall into the collection flask.

The door opened silently, and Princess Celestia peered into our lab, but seeing the winged back of Twilight so preoccupied that she didn't even turn her head, she retreated, closing the door quietly.

"Put that extract aside.

Behind the door is your bride."

"Just ten more drops." She bit her lip. "I owe that to you."

"Ten drops can wait

And you don't want to be late."

The spell hit another falling drop.

"All of Equestria can wait and if I'm late to my wedding, so be it. I won't leave you with less than you gave me."

I shrugged. No arguing with that. But curiosity took the best of me.

"Which will drink it, of your pair?

Into stallion turning dare?"

Twilight didn't answer at first, focused on the drop. She shot the spell, and the drop, transformed in the midair, didn't spoil either of the two liquids.

"Which one will dare to go through pains of birth, you mean?" she muttered. "I will. We decided I can forfeit my duties for a time..." she paused, focusing on the pipe. The spell went off, the drop fell. "...easier than Celestia. Although she was more than willing to spare me that pain and take it upon herself."

I waited for another drop to fall, then stirred the cauldron once more, spreading the cinders under it to let the mushroom stew simmer slowly. There was enough for all the wedding guests. Never mind the hundred cooks, the two brides insisted I serve one of my dishes at the wedding party.

Twilight enchanted another drop of the potion.

"And you?" she asked. "Which one will bear the foal?"

"Luna has good constitution,

she likes to play good prince Lucian,

and her pussy's so perfect,

I won't let to see it wrecked."

Twilight snorted with laughter, and only caught herself at the last moment to enchant another drop.

"I hope you realize the foal will take after both of you, bigger than average? Celestia really wanted to take the burden. It would be easier for her."

"Luna has eternity,

to taste own maternity,

while this zebra's getting old.

and her need just can't withhold."

Seventh drop.

"Aren't you scared? Personally I'm scared. I heard giving birth hurts a lot."

"About birth I do not fear.

Done this twice, my Twilight dear.

My two sons stayed with their father,

but of this I'd not speak rather."

"Why? Wouldn't you want to meet them? Invite them?"

I waited till Twilight activated her spell again. One more drop enchanted.

"That brings pain and much regret.

Many things I'd want forget."

"All right, I won't press. So, for a change of subject, a colt or a filly?"

"We'll let the fate to decide.

What about you and your bride?"

"Filly. I wouldn't mind either way..." she paused and concentrated on the next drop. The spell went off, and Twilight continued. "...but when Celestia heard of the possibility, she simply squealed in glee, babbling about a daughter of her own. I wouldn't ever try to convince her otherwise after that. Once again, Zecora, you couldn't have given us a better wedding gift! That recipe, so complex, more complex than spells of greatest unicorns of all times... The very idea to enchant drops mid-flight! Thank you so much!"

I smiled. The spell went off once again, and Twilight pushed the alembic away quickly, switching off the heat. She put a stopper in the flask and brought it to me. "And here's the dose for you and Luna. Thanks again!"

"I'm glad for your happiness!

Now go, don your wedding dress!"

She pecked my cheek and galloped to the door.

* * *

Silver Glimmer and Moon Ray stood guard at the door, two icons of military firmness and confidence, but upon spotting me I saw them break into smiles. Ray's was kind and somewhat envious, somewhat embarrassed. Glimmer's - nothing short of lecherous.

"The Princess awaits," said Moon Ray, pushing the door open for me.

Inside, gone were the trinkets of ages past. Blues and purples adorned the walls, tall windows presented panorama of Equestria, the span of Everfree Forest, distant Cloudsdale, Ponyville huddled in the valleys. Luna had her room changed within a year since we met. "Why wallow in the sad past, when the present is happier than any other time of my life?" she'd say, and we never talked about our pasts, allowing their curses to starve and the painful memories to fade.

Luna was lounging on her bed, rose petals scattered over the dark blue cloth. Lights of falling sun shone in her coat with purple and orange highlights reflected on the velvety surface. She was out of her regalia, wearing a smooth, long dress of red velvet, and a single daisy behind her ear.

I galloped up to the bed, and jumped on it, crawling up to Luna. She giggled, pushing me with her hoof gently. "We have the whole night, love!"

"Your looks are so strong a lure,

longer wait I won't endure."

She laughed. "My poor guards will hear everything. As I was walking to my chambers, Silver Glimmer used his hoof to close Moon Ray's mouth.

"Their awareness may be lacking.

Do they know this mare is packing?"

Luna grinned mischievously. "Shall we invite them later, and let them serve under me?"

"If you're willing for reprise,

we can give them such surprise."

"But for now..." Luna husked.

I didn't let her finish, my mouth meeting hers.

It wasn't gentle. We were nibbling on each other's lips, biting them, almost hard enough to bruise. Hungry for each other, heaving with desire, we embraced.

"I want inside of you," Luna rasped into my ear. "This dress is getting uncomfortably tight."

My hoof wandered to her back. I found the zipper inconspicuously hidden under a seam of the red dress, its tiny pull tab far too small for my hooves. I leaned against Luna, reaching with my mouth to her back, and closed my lips on the little metal piece. A soft pull, and it slid from between my lips.

I tried again, this time using my tongue to guide the tip between my teeth. Holding the flimsy metal gently, I tried to pull. It slid a short way down, then stopped.

I tried wiggling it a bit. It didn't budge.

"We're out of luck.

It seems to be stuck."

"Try to pull it back."

I tried, at first gently, then I applied more force. And then it gave suddenly, and clamped over my lip. I shouted out in pain, panically pulling my head back. I sucked on my lip tasting my blood.

"Let me see," Luna whispered. I pursed my lips to show the injury, and she quickly soothed it with a healing spell. "I'm going to have some choice words with Rarity later," she muttered.

I tried again, and the zipper moved an inch or two, before jamming again. I tried to pull it up again, careful to move my lips out of the way. Some more force and... I was left with half of the pull tab in my mouth. The rapid jerk sent it down my throat, and I began coughing, trying to push it out, choking in desperate attempt to stop it from getting in my lungs.

Luna hit my back firmly with her hoof. Ouch, that would surely leave a bruise! But at least the cursed tab was back in my mouth, and I spat it out, angrily.

Luna muttered something very unprincessly under her breath.

I stood up, and straddled her back, trying to grasp the tiny piece of the tab that was left on the zipper.

"Don't chip your tooth," Luna admonished quietly.

I didn't chip my tooth. I just applied some very careful force, and the small piece was left in my mouth, detached from the slider. I spat it out.

"nope.

no hope."

"Let me try," Luna said. Her horn lit up and began tugging at the dress. I tried guiding it, brushing the right place with my hoof, but as it surrounded the slider, it couldn't concentrate on it, tugging on the cloth around along with the zipper, without letting it budge.

"I'll try to smash it with my molars.

If I fail, you'll hear my hollers."

"No, love. You'll just chip your tooth for sure. It's a nice dress, but if such is the need, let us find scissors."

I groaned, preparing to move on my way to start the quest, and sure no scissors would be found within another hour. I walked towards the end of Luna's bed, with my head low down in defeat.

"Wait, my love."

I turned my head.

"Lift your tail, please?"

I obeyed, giving Luna a nice view of my hindquarters.

"Wink to me?"

I got my labia to twitch.

"Wiggle your rump a little?"

"What are you planning, my dear?

Wait, do you want it to tear?" I chuckled, and swayed my hips left and right slowly.

Sudden ripping sound came from Luna's backside. The zipper ripped open along its whole length, only pinched together at one point - at the slider.

I turned around, my grin nothing short of predatory. I grasped the dress by the edge of the zipper near the slider and gave it a firm pull. The teeth of the zipper gave, and the dress fell open on Luna's back.

Using magic, teeth and hooves, we removed the accursed cloth from Luna's back, and judging by the sounds, it got torn in a few places in the process. Finally free, Luna tackled me, covering my chin in love-bites (and cautious not to put her tongue anywhere near my neck rings.)

I felt the pressure on my abdomen. I threw a glance there.

It wasn't big. It was actually a little less than average. Nothing close to Nightmare Moon's monstrosity. But it was real, flesh and blood, even if magically induced, and it was definitely good enough for me.

I leaned under Luna, and put my mouth around the stiff, flat tip, sucking it in hungrily.

The little throbs against my tongue made me moan with desire. Luna's breath caught in her throat.

"Wait... love... not there..."

Oh, already? I could feel how stiff it was, the flared tip resting against my throat.

I retreated slowly, giving the tip one last lick as it throbbed painfully hard in front of me. I heard Luna taking a sharp breath. She retreated quickly, then I felt her weight on my back.

She nipped my neck tenderly, and I lifted my back. Her maleness poked me, probed, sought the entrance. I helped a little, pressing back when it touched the right spot, and I felt it slipping into me, my back still somewhat dry, the hard shaft fighting its way in, the little moisture from my mouth not quite enough. Short pushes gradually spread my juices from inside over my dry entrance, and after a moment the resistance waned enough, that Luna was able to slide her full length inside.

Her breath was hard, quiet moans accompanied the short thrusts as she settled the whole length inside. She cried out quietly, as her shaft flared, almost painfully hard against my still mostly dry walls, and I felt the sudden wave of throbs, the viscous moisture reducing friction along the tip, her seed filling me and tingling wonderfully, feeding my arousal.

She lay her full weight on my back, relaxing, taking long, slow breaths, as the pressure on my inside waned.

I wiggled my rump a little.

"Already spent?

I hope it's not the end?" I purred.

"Give me a minute, love. T'was intense." She'd still forget modern speech at times, at moments like these.

She lay her head by mine, her cheek touching my own, our breaths mingling. I could smell the dry heat of her breath.

"You sure enjoyed yourself there.

But what about sating your mare?"

"Oh... this is... a little embarrassing, isn't it?"

"First time to time in mare, erect?

What else would I ever expect?"

Luna didn't answer, and we lay motionless for a while.

I heard a cheerful yelp somewhere behind the wall, followed by loud giggles, and then rhythmic whimpers, easily recognizable as coming from Twilight. They were growing louder and higher in pitch, and on top of them I recognized moans, sounding very much like the princess of the sun. Luna turned her head to me, her blushing face in a smirk, unsure whether to be embarrassed, or to laugh.

The crescendo of the voices approached a culmination, and two ecstatic screams announced conception of a new member of the royal family.

I felt Luna's loins stir, the soft tip at my entrance reversing direction, sliding back into me as it grew. I wiggled my rump a bit.

"Hold still. It's really sensitive now," she muttered. "Give me a moment."

So I lay my head down, and just rested, waiting, enjoying the sensation of the maleness slowly growing firm and expanding inside me. The tip began flaring out... I recalled some anatomy books, the flared tip being an old evolutionary mechanism meant to act as a piston removing sperm of a previous stallion if the mare is mated again in a short sequence... or in this case, own semen.

"You came enough to give me a foal.

Would you mind now to try other hole?"

I turned my head and caught a blush forming on Luna's cheek. She nodded, and pulled back, slowly. Her horn lit up, transferring a glob of our combined juices up from my pussy up to the pucker, and covered it copiously. I felt the tingling enter my tight hole and spread it lightly. The sparkly fingers of magic worked their way around, distributing the natural lubricants and loosening me up.

"This always feels so naughty", she muttered. I recalled the first time I let my tongue inside her pucker. She said she'd never kiss me again after that. She stayed true to her word for a whole hour.

The tip pressed and slid inside, aided by her magic, and Luna rested her weight on my back, her length sliding using the generous lubrication. Her magic wandered lower, caressed my labia and surrounded my clit, the little tingling making a small moan escape my mouth.

Luna began pumping her way into me slowly. just moving her groin, her full weight still resting along my back. "I will never cease to adore the fine pattern of your stripes," she muttered. "Zecora, my love, I sure hope our foal takes after you, for you are the most beautiful creature I have seen in my long life."

She pulled the shaft back and... a loud fart sounded from my stretched anus. Neither of us could hold back the laughter. "I'm trying to be romantic here," she chuckled into my ear.

"My sweet Luna, this is real.

This you live, and this you feel.

Not some perfect made-up lies,

but a life one lives and dies.

Jamming zippers, spicy curry,

and gibbering tongue numb slurry,

This, my dearest, without doubt

is what love is all about!"

"Yes. And sex. Sweet, wonderful sex," she said, pumping her loins into me faster. "Dirty rude anal sex with the mare you love. So demeaning, and yet, my Zecora, I love you more than life itself. Squeeze?"

I squeezed, and the cock ground against my clenched anus, making us both gasp loudly.

Luna nipped a scruff of skin on my neck, tugging me against her thrusts, pushing me onto the hard cock. Her magic played on my pussy, caressing my labia, tickling my clit. I just gave all my control up, letting her drag me like a rag doll, fuck her cock with me, slam her groin into my back and then drag me back.

Her breath sped up, got hard, heavy, ragged, combining quiet grunts with loud gasps, the hot air soaking my neck with moisture. Her frantic thrusts sped up even more, and suddenly she pushed me against her groin hard, groaning loudly, and I felt the spurts, the maleness throbbing, shooting its load deep up my bowels. The magic stopped, and Luna collapsed onto my back, catching her breath heavily. She buried her chin in my mane, nuzzling me. "Sorry, love. It was too intense..." she muttered.

I bopped my rhyming spell for its weird suggestion6) and just murred with disappointment.

"I'll make it up to you, love, I promise."

A quiet splash of water in a bed-side basin, and then cool touch of moist cloth on my buttocks. Ah, the less talked about side-effects of anal sex. The cock slid out of me, and the cloth gently brushed my backside, saving the royal laundry crew from some unpleasant experiences.

Celestia's voice sounded from somewhere, exhilarated 'Yes! Yes! Like this!', then her moans growing louder, ending in a high-pitched scream of ecstasy.

"I'm sorry," Luna whispered. "I... I... it's too intense..."

I turned around, catching a glimpse of the piece of cloth in blue magic cloud finishing its work in Luna's crotch. Nice and clean. I crawled down there and nudged the wrinkled tip with my nose.

"A little break, love?" Luna muttered, still with edge of guilt in her voice. "And it's almost due time..."

Oh, right. Royal Duty. I watched sun sinking behind the horizon, the oranges and golds yielding to blues and greys.

Luna stood up and walked up to the balcony, her curves outlined by the shine of twilight. Her horn lit up, and the sky filled with stars. Streaks of color filled the western sky, and the milky way spread across zenith.. Finally, majestically, white moon floated over the hills.

I crouched behind Luna and reached between her legs, giving her orbs a slobbery lick, and dragging my tongue up her taint and along her pussy, right to her anus. Luna stood, frozen. "Love," she choked out, "all of Canterlot can see us here."

"Let them stare, and let them see.

Let them all drool enviously.

Let them all erections pop

Let them all furiously clop.

Let them watch lovemaking wild,

see the father of my child"

A small spurt of mare cum from her pussy splashed against my chin. I sunk my nose into the puffed, aroused nether lips, biting on the exposed clitoris. Luna stopmed her hind hooves, swaying her rump, pushing against my mouth. My tongue snuck deep in, licking around, tasting her juices. I weighed the neat, smooth balls with my hoof.

"Come here," Luna rasped. "I want to rut you hard."

I walked past Luna, brushing my side against her belly and the painfully erect cock. She grabbed me with her hoof and pulled under her chest, rather hard. Her weight on my back, a quick push - not even a second, and I felt her splitting me, sliding inside, thrusting hard.

"Please slow your pace.

That's not a race." I muttered.

Luna obeyed, embracing me gently with her forehoof, and just brushing my insides gently with her stallionhood.

"Tis such a pity this potion is so complex," she murred. "Stallion orgasm is shorter, but more intense... You must try it, love."

Luna's slow pumping into my pussy created some squelchy noises, some of her cum from the first time dribbling down. Yes, the touch, the friction was pleasant, but it was the awareness that my beloved is giving me a foal was what made it truly ecstatic.

I squirmed, gyrating my backside, letting her stop entirely, while I danced on her shaft. Her mouth closed on my ear, nipping lightly, causing a bit of pain. I literally slammed my backside against her groin in response, gasping with pleasure. Her tail flicked my flank, and I felt tingling of her magic pulling on my nipples.

Gyrating my ass firmly pressed against her groin, I breathed hard. "give me your cum, make me a mum" I gasped out.

Luna grabbed my neck with her teeth, just above the brass rings, and began slamming her cock into me.

From a corner of my eye I noticed a pegasus in the sky. One with a camera... snapping furiously. A kinky sensation made my excitement spike, and I moaned loudly, a sudden orgasm making my legs soft. If I wasn't suspended by Luna's teeth and her cock, I would have dropped to the floor right then. But instead, the ecstatic dance my vagina kept playing on her cock brought her over the edge, and as I felt the rapid throbs, reality collapsed.

I was a young unicorn mare wearing some plastic coat in a dusty field under three suns, surrounded by hundreds of other ponies, all in weird, futuristic clothes. Dusty, yellow, blocky buildings dotted the horizon. A lean vessel of steel descended in front of us, landing in clouds of dust. A hatch opened forming a walkway down. Luna stepped down, surrounded by guards with weird weapons. She stood on the walkway above us scanning the crowd. I stood on two legs, waved my forelegs and shouted "Everfree!"

Luna's eyes focused on me, and she mouthed "Zecora." Blue glow surrounded me and pulled me towards my love...

The vision ended, but I knew enough. Collapsing on the marble floor, I gasped for air, feeling Luna's cum warm in my womb. I struggled to my legs, and in two or three tries I stood up, leaning on my beloved. Blue glow surrounded me and we headed inside, Luna walking, me - floating by her side. She put me on her bed, among the tatters of the red dress, and lay by me, nuzzling my face and scattering gentle kisses.

And like so often after sex, she was in a contemplative mood.

"I still fear, Zecora. I'm still afraid, how will it be when you pass away. How will I live without you? Back then, a good dozen years ago you promised you'd share some insight that would let me laugh at these fears. Was that a trick? Or do you believe just our children will suffice to fill the void after you?"

I rubbed my abdomen area tenderly. Multiple potions and spells assured the conception, and growth of a strong, healthy foal. The same magic that allowed manticores and chimeras to exist, assured the crossbreed foal would be surely as fertile as its mothers. And we'd surely protect it from harm.

"Not 'just'.

Please, trust."

I nudged my old friend gently, a mental equivalent of tender nuzzle. I knew Equestrian fluently by now. I could speak without rhyming. I still remember the panic, the distress I caused to my rhyming spell when I spoke rhymeless Equestrian for the first time. It spoke into my mind in a scared plea of most heartfelt rhymes, promising never to fail me again, begging not to be discarded. I was taken aback by that reaction, and of course I promised to keep it. My spell ceased trying to prank me, I started taking a better care of it, and on occasions like today I'd ask it for special favors.

"As twilight falls upon the stripes of my coat,

creeps moment when zebra will have to retire,

when age and bad health against me conspire,

and death's bony jaws will close on my throat.

But over my body, the reaper won't gloat.

For empty shell useless will burn on the pyre.

For elsewhere will shine of my soul endless fire,

to return to dearest from places remote.

Old curse soon will allow my soul to infest

our offspring, and haunt them, like ghost in deceit.

You always will find me in ponies possessed.

As long as some hearts of our children still beat,

I will not join others in eternal rest.

For you, my sweet Luna, my death I will cheat."

Luna lay, silent, dwelling on the revelation.

"As long as even one lives... but won't multiple generations, won't large numbers dilute, weaken you?"

I shook my head, smiling gently.

"If I'm ever exorcised,

curse has to be stabilized.

But if the family's huge

I will always find refuge."

Luna's eyes filled with joy. A wide grin spread on her face. She hugged me tightly. "The Apple family will seem tiny compared to ours!"

Did I say I loved to bring smile to Luna's face?

6) "That was rather selfish.

I feel like a shellfish." Uh, what? How does a shellfish even feel like?

Author's Note

And that's it! Last bonus chapter (...unless inspiration strikes unexpectedly...)
Thanks to Redhandle for proofreading this chapter!