"Your Highness, I need you to sign these." Raven said to Princess Celestia, passing the papers for her to sign. Princess Celestia levitated her quill and scralled her royal signature onto each page. "And these." Raven said, passing her a couple more pages. "And... these as well." Raven lifted a massive stack of papers for the Princess's signature. Princess Celestia sighed, waving her assistant away with her hoof. Once she was alone, she retrieved a scroll and began to write.

Dearest Twilight,

My most faithful student, it is under the gravest circumstances that I write to you. You must come to Canterlot at once!

- Princess Celestia

In a wisp of her magic, the scroll vanished into a puff of green smoke, darting out of the window. In no time at all, Twilight arrived to the castle.

"Princess Celestia! I came as fast as I could." Twilight said. Celestia snickered at her student's phrasing.

"My dearest Twilight, I have a most challenging task for you." Celestia said, waving her assistant, Raven, over. She was levitating the pile of papers from earlier. Celestia continued, "I need you to overhaul the Equestrian tax code to accommodate modern ponies. Unfortunately, some of these are nearly as old as I am. And the mess has only grown over the years. I need a pony with the organizational skills to fix it once and for all. Now have I got the right pony?" She asked. Twilight nodded enthusiastically.

"I won't let you down, Princess!" She said confidently.

"Then there is no time to lose. My assistant, Raven, will show you to your work area." Celestia said. Raven led Twilight out of the throne room. Celestia sat back in her throne, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Going with the old stand-by, Your Highness?" One of her guards asked.

"Kick back and let Twilight handle it?" The other added.

"She's never failed me before. I declare that this can not go wrong." She smiled.

At her spacious desk arrangement, Twilight worked long into the night streamlining the archaic tax system. Cutting some here. Adding some there. Combining like items. Princess Luna passed by a few times seeing the light coming from her office. But she thought better of disturbing Twilight while she was so engrossed in her work. As a dawn of a new day breached the horizon, she had done it. She had completely redone the Equestrian tax code. And not a moment too soon. Her final draft was sent off to the presses to be distributed to the citizens of Equestria.

Tax season...

...had begun.

The next day, Fluttershy walked down to her mailbox outside of her cottage at the edge of the Everfree Forest. It was empty. It was not unusual for her mail to be late. The mail pony for Ponyville had a knack for getting lost on occasion. But today, it was not her navigational skills, or lack there of, hindering her punctuality. Fluttershy could see, just down the road, the poor pegasus, struggling to haul her mail bag.

Her wings flapped in vain as the heavy bag dragged along the road beneath her. Fluttershy flew out to her to keep her from having to travel the entire distance. She greeted the wall-eyed pony and received her mail. In it was her tax form. Fluttershy realized that it was tax season, and that everypony would be receiving a similar form. That was why there was so much mail in the bag.

She trotted back to her cottage to get to work filling out the form, reporting her annual income and whatnot. After a few moments of sitting at her desk, something on the form caught her eye.

"The nerve! Oh, I'm so angry I could jizz cream." Fluttershy shouted quietly. She drafted several copies of a letter and affixed them to her courier pigeons, sending them out to the other members of her group, calling for an emergency meeting. "They have no right to tax us for that!" That evening the other members of her local chapter had arrived at her cottage.

"Attention to order! Um, if that's okay with you all." Fluttershy said quietly to the room. Fortunately no one else was talking. The others looked at Fluttershy. But here, she was not known to them as Fluttershy. Here, in the confidence of this group, she could be her true self. Here, she was known as Futashy.

Futashy was the leader of the Ponyville chapter of those afflicted with Futanari. Mares born with both mare and stallion genitalia. Among its members were Scootaloo (Futaloo), and Trixie Lulamoon, (Dixie). Futashy was very shy as a result of her... condition. Futaloo had a very tom-boyish personality. Whether or not it was because of her... extra bits, was a matter for the psychologists. And for Dixie, it just made her cocky.

"Um, as you all know, Princess Celestia has issued a new tax. A FUTA tax." She said, looking at the room. "I've sent out a letter to the other chapters. And we are organizing a protest for tomorrow. It is unfair that we be taxed for something that we have no control over. None of us here asked for this. So tomorrow, we are going to march on Canterlot with the others and demand that she repeal this tax. Who's with me?" She asked. The orange pegasus and the blue unicorn sat there silently. Fluttershy blushed and turned around, lifting her tail, showing off her feminine bits. "Um, how about now?" She asked. She could tell just from looking that they each were raising a limb in approval.

Dawn.

The protesting ponies were met with a wall of guards refusing to let them into the castle. The gates had closed and the bridge had been drawn. Over the millennia, Celestia had seen many an angry mobs. And she had outlasted them all. Within these walls, she would outlast this one as well. With a casual bit of her magic, she turned up the sun a couple more notches. Outside, the ponies sweltered in the unseasonable warmth. Dixie turned to Futaloo and Futashy.

"Come, follow me. I know a secret entrance to the castle." She said. The other two followed the blue unicorn around to the backside of the castle. "Under here." She lifted a lid to a sewer entrance.

"How do you know about this?" Futaloo asked.

"I used to go this way when I courted a certain lavender pony at the castle. She did not like stallions, but she did like me..." Dixie trailed off with a smirk. They walked through the dark tunnels, guided by the light coming from her horn. "Here we are." Dixie lifted the grate above her. They emerged in the Canterlot dungeon. Dixie looked for the guard. But there was none. "We are in luck. It seems all of the guards are outside dealing with the rest of the protesters. We should be able to get to Celestia with ease."

They ascended the stairs to the ground floor. The lavish halls were empty. Dixie led them on a bee line to the throne room. She peeked around the corner. Celestia sat, unaccompanied on the throne, looking bored. And fat, in Dixie's opinion.

"She's alone." Dixie whispered.

"Let's get her!" Futaloo said, charging around the corner.

"Wait- what?" Futashy asked as the pair charged into the throne room.

"Your reckoning is at hoof Princess!" Dixie shouted. Celestia looked up at the duo, oh, no wait, trio, as Futashy tiptoed in after them.

"My reckoning?" Celestia asked in a blase tone.

"That's right!" Futaloo shouted. "Repeal the tax or else!"

"Or else what?" She asked in Dixie's general direction. "You'll stab me with your horn?"

"Oh, not with my horn Princess..." Dixie said, rearing up, revealing her fully engorged arousal. Even Celestia raised an eyebrow looking down her snout at the mast presented before her. It had been decades since she'd taken a lover. Longer still since she'd met one with such a brazen attitude of displaying their stallionhood. "What say you!?" Dixie asked, demanding an answer. As hard as it was to keep the smirk from her face, Celestia remained expressionless. These three posed no real threat to her and her arsenal of magic.

"I refuse." Celestia replied flatly. Even Futashy was slightly taken aback at the Princess's outright denial of even negotiating.

"Get her!" Futaloo shouted. Dixie grabbed the Princess in her blue aura, pulling her from the throne. Celestia did her best to keep from rolling her eyes at the display. Dixie held Celestia on her side on the floor, lifting one of her long, white legs aside. "We'll see how long that smug attitude of yours lasts once I get done plowing your pretty Princess pussy!" Dixie spat into her azure hoof and slathered the saliva against Celestia's vulva. Working her hoof against her soft mound, she spread her pussy lips and guided her futa cock with her other hoof. She rubbed the tip up and down her slit, getting it wetter still with her precum. After a few moments, Dixie pressed her tip against Celestia's entrance.

Celestia, for her part, offered no resistance to Dixie's advances. The serious expression the unicorn yet wore only served to entertain the princess further. Dixie thrusted her hips forward, sinking into the Sun Princess's velvety confines all the way to the hilt without pause.

"Oh fuck! It's even better than I had imagined!" She shouted as she whipped back her silver mane. She stared with a wry grin, down at the princess laying under her on the floor. "What say you now, Princess? Do you yield to our demands?" She asked.

"No." Celestia replied without intonation. Dixie's smile grew wider.

"The Great and Powerful Dixie was hoping you would say that..." She said, withdrawing several inches before slamming forward again, slapping her hips against the princess's. After a few more thrust she had gotten a steady rhythm going. Futaloo scurried over.

"Hey! I want a turn to punish her! Get out!" She said.

"Dixie will not be denied her princess pussy! But there is plenty of butt to share." She said as she shimmied over and pulled Celestia's tail up. Dixie spat in her hoof again and took Futaloo's cock, lubricating it and pointing it at Celestia's pouting ponut plot hole. Futaloo put a hoof on each side of Celestia's waist and line herself up. Fortunately for Celestia, Futaloo's staff was a fair bit smaller than Dixie's, which was still mostly inside her. Futaloo pressed the tip against Celestia's back door with no avail. Dixie spat once more onto Celestia's pucker before Futaloo tried again. This time Dixie put a hoof on Futaloo's backside and gave her a firm push.

Celestia bit her lip as she felt her ass being invaded in tandem with her marehood. Futaloo was a bit more gentle there after, using little thrusts to gain depth until she too was smacking against Celestia's backside. Celestia tried to keep her arousal from showing on her face as the two futa ponies moved like pistons in and out of her, rubbing against eachother inside of her, through the thin wall of muscle dividing her vagina from her bowels.

"Still resisting, eh?" Dixie asked of Celestia, laying there silent, doing her best to keep from moaning. "Futashy, why don't you have the Princess speak into the microphone?" Fluttershy looked at Dixie, confuse. They hadn't brought a microphone. "Go!" Dixie said, directing Futashy up to the other end of Celestia. Futashy moved as instructed and sat there by Celestia's head, as though waiting for her to speak. She looked down at her. Celestia looked back up a her, albeit, upside down. Then Celestia opened her mouth. But no words came out. She just laid there, mouth ajar, as Dixie and Futaloo fucked her senseless.

"What?" Futashy asked. Celestia just opened her mouth wider, sticking out her tongue.

"Fuck her face!" Dixie shouted, explaining the obvious.

"Oh, no, that wouldn't be very... nice." Futashy said.

Celestia responded as though at a dentist's office, "Aaaaaaaaaaa." Trixie took a hold of Futashy's shaft and lowered it to Celestia wide maw. As soon as the tip struck her tongue, Celestia wrapped her lips around her tip and began to immediately crane her neck to bob on the the cock in her mouth.

"Oh... my..." Futashy moaned at the sensation. Her hips began to move autonomously on their own, bucking in time with the Princess's licks, driving her deeper into her mouth. Before long, Futashy was thrusting into her throat. Futashy's marehood at the base of her shaft was treated to the hot, ragged breath of Celestia panting under her. Dixie picked up her pace.

"Oh yeah, I'm going to cream this bitch!" Dixie said, slamming home one final time as her cock flared wide inside Celestia's pussy. The pulsing was too much for Futaloo to take as she felt Dixie cumming right next door to her. As the second burst from Dixie flooded Celestia's pussy, Futaloo felt herself erupt as well, pumping her cum deep into Celestia ass. Celestia was not too proud to let herself enjoy the feeling of being so completely filled. Her orgasm rolled through her like a wave, clamping down on both of the mares pummeling her bottom. "Wow, her pussy is like a vice when she cums!" Dixie said.

"Her a-ass t-too" Futaloo said, struggling through her own orgasm. Celestia, in the throes of her orgasm, moaned onto Futashy's cock. It proved to be the last straw that set off the shy pegasus.

"Ah, AH AhhhHHHH." Futashy cried out, cumming into Celestia's mouth. She lost her balance and stumbled backwards, causing her cock to spring free, sending the next rope flung across Celestia's (now slightly whiter) coat. Futashy continued to ejaculate heavy ropes. The next two landed on Celestia's nose and horn, and the last few dribbled out into her ethereal mane.

Futaloo pulled out next, leaving Celestia's ass a bit distended. Dixie let her cock slide out of Celestia's pussy with a wet 'plop' followed by a rush of spunk that had been trapped inside. The four of them laid on the floor in a sticky mess. The whole throne room reeked of sex.

"What the hell is going on in here!" Shouted a voice from the door. The mares turned and looked to see Twilight Sparkle standing there. Twilight looked at the heap of ponies with cocks surrounding her mentor, who was a messy fright on the floor.

"Celestia has put an unfair tax on futa ponies!" Dixie said. "We came to demand that she repeal it."

"And then we came." Futaloo added with a silly, post-coital grin.

"When she refused, we..." Futashy said, "we had to punish her."

Twilight shook her head in dismay. "The FUTA tax isn't a tax on futa ponies! It stands for Federal Unemployment Tax Act. It funds an account to help ponies who are transitioning between jobs. I should know. I wrote it!" She said.

The three of them sat and stared at her.

"You wrote it?" Futashy asked. Twilight nodded. Futaloo jumped to her hooves, already back at full mast.

"GET HER!"

Author's Note

Celestia helped clean the cum stains from Twilight's coat and mane.

"I didn't know being a princess would involve this!" Twilight said.

Celestia smiled, and spoke in an upbeat tone, "I consider it a perk."