Equestrian Tax Code

by Shakespearicles

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, Princess Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, Porn, Trixie, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Comedy, Scootaloo, Fluttershy, Sex
Length: 5899

Twilight Sparkle helps Princess Celestia in the Equestrian Revenue Service. Somehow, sex happens.

Princess Celestia has tasked her faithful student, Twilight Sparkle, with the monumental task of fixing the broken mess that is the Equestrian tax code. She succeeds. Mostly. If only a misleading acronym hadn't led to a revolution.
A sexy revolution.

[Contains futa]

Published 2015-04-17 23:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-04-16 13:24:06 UTC

The FUTA Tax

"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."

Twilight Files for an Extension

Author's Note

Even more futa ponies acting OOC for tax season.

Twilight Files for an Extension

One of the things that most males don't understand, or consider, is how difficult it is to clean up their messes. Particularly sexual ones. Oh sure, it may seem hot at the time when they unload onto her dress or into her hair. But the reality is that it its a nightmare to clean afterwards. Especially since water only seems to make it worse, turning it into some strange, spongy unknown substance.

Twilight understood this all too well.

The Futa protests in the streets outside had been quelled. Ponies went back to their homes without much incident. Except, of course, for the three that had managed to infiltrate the castle. They had managed to assault Princess Celestia, and then Twilight Sparkle when she tried to intervene. By the time the royal guards had returned from quelling the riot outside, it was too late. The three intruders had escaped.

And now Twilight Sparkle sat in Princess Celestia's royal bathtub, sticky with filth. The Princess sat beside the tub, trying her best to get out the snarled mess in Twilight's violet mane. Twilight scrubbed her lavender fur with a soapy brush, trying to remove the stains as she cursed those who did this to them.

"They'll pay for this!" Twilight growled, "I'll find a way to get them back." Celestia lent a sympathetic ear, but frowned at her students attitude.

"Twilight," Celestia began, her voice was a soothing melody, "we mustn't lower ourselves to their level with petty revenge. We must be better than that by forgiving them. After all, there's no real harm done." Twilight was unconvinced. Celestia lifted Twilight's tail and began washing the semen still leaking from underneath.

"This is unforgivable! How can you even say that after what they did to you? To both of us!" Celestia just kept smiling.

"Twilight, forgiving a friend for an honest mistake is easy. But to be able to forgive an unrepentant enemy for something especially egregious; that is truly noble." Twilight cut her eyes at her with a glare. "With time, you will one day understand the wisdom in my words."

"And for now?" Twilight groaned.

"For now, let's just focus on cleaning you up," Celestia said, able to run a brush through Twilight's cleaned tail without hindrance, letting her sit back down in the tub.

"HMMff!" Twilight huffed and crossed her hooves. It was clear that she was still angry.

"Twilight, you know it pains me to see you this upset. I really wish you could just let it go."

"That won't be enough."

"What would you have me do then? Shall I put out a warrant for their arrest? Place a bounty on them for mercenaries? Then throw them into a dungeon?" Celestia asked. "Would that give you satisfaction, my dear?" Twilight's anger deflated into resignation.

"Throwing them into a dungeon? No. No satisfaction." Her bowed head suddenly snapped upright, with a glean in her eye. "Everything after that though... that would be a gas."

"What do you intend?" Celestia asked. Twilight's grin grew into a full, mischievous smile.

"Some good old-fashion eye-for-an-eye. But for that, I'm going to need a strap-on."

"Twilight-"

"All's fair in love and war. And this is going to be a little of both. And as you said, it won't cause any real harm," Twilight said, stepping out of the tub to towel off. Celestia sighed, regretting her words. It was clear that she was going to be unable to dissuade her from this path.

"If you want this turnabout to be genuine, you are going to need the genuine article."

"What? You mean like an actual futanari penis? But that's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible with magic, my dear," Celestia said, as her horn began to glow. The yellow aura surrounded Twilight's genitals. She felt her marehood beginning to morph and change. Her clitoris extended and thickened into a shaft, taking her urethra with it. Inside, her ovaries descended into a pouch of her skin developing a scrotum. Her ovaries inside grew into full-sized testicles. Beneath her balls, her marehood remained, her vagina leading to a temporarily infertile uterus. Celestia herself shimmered, dispelling a veil, revealing her own futanari penis.

"You're a futa too?" Twilight asked.

"I am. By choice rather than birth. 'Why limit myself to only half the fun?' I say." Twilight could not help but look at Celestia's alabaster baton. It was a good bit larger than her own purple penis.

"Yours is bigger." Twilight frowned.

"Well I'm a bigger pony. It's just proportionate."

"Well, could you make mine bigger? I mean, it doesn't have to be bigger than yours. Maybe just the same size, for the sake of the mission?"

"Twilight, are you asking me what I think you are?"

"That's right! It's tax season and I'm filing for..." she put on her sunglasses, "an extension."

Meanwhile, finally arriving back in Ponyville, Futashy, Futaloo, and Dixie scrambled back inside Futashy's cottage.

"Ha! That showed them!" Dixie said triumphantly. "Now they know what happens when they try to tax us unfairly!"

"Yeah!" Futaloo joined in.

"What do you two say? Victory orgy?" Dixie suggested. Futashy pulled the curtains and peeked out through the window.

"Um, I don't know," Futashy said nervously. "Twilight knows all of us, and where I live. And even Princess Celestia has met two of us before. We didn't wear masks or make any attempt to disguise our identities. We should find some place to lay low until all of this blows over. Celebrating now could be a premature jubilation."

"Oh please," Dixie scoffed. "The princess seemed like she was actually enjoying it. And I'm not afraid of Twilight."

*knock knock*

Futashy dove behind the couch to hide.

"Oh would you relax. It's probably just some Lunar Witnesses," Dixie said. She opened the door. Outside, two stallions stood patiently in nice suits. 'Ha, called it,' Dixie thought.

"Oh, we were looking for Fluttershy," the first one said.

"Say, aren't you the Great and Powerful Trixie?" the other asked.

"I am!" Dixie answered, "Always happy to meet a fan."

"I'm sorry Trixie, but, um, you have a bit of something on your face," he said, motioning to his own face.

"Oh my," Dixie said, wiping her face, hoping it wasn't dried cum. "What is it?" The stallion wound up and punched her square in the forehead, knocking her unconscious.

"It was pain!" He said. Futashy darted for the window. "Brawny, stop the pegasus!" The other stallion's crossbow fired a net projectile at her, trapping her on the floor. Futaloo's eyes darted between the two stallions and the door, planning her escape.

"Ah-ah-ah! I wouldn't," he said, pointing a spray can at her. "You see this? It's mace. And it's faster than you." He pulled out a set of hoof cuffs. "Now I was just going to give you these." He held out the cuffs. "But if you try anything funny, I'm gonna spray this right in your eyes. Then you'll be blind, burning, and bound." He paused for a moment. "So what's I gonna be?" Futaloo sat down and held her hooves out. "Smart girl." He walked over and put the hoof-cuffs on her. Brawny put a ring on Dixie's horn to keep her magic restrained, and cuffed her as well. They loaded them and Futashy into the back of the chariot paddy wagon, locking the door.

Celestia sat with absolute confidence on her throne. Twilight paced back and forth in front of her, her new stallionhood bobbing beneath her.

"How do colts stand this thing?" Twilight asked.

"For most, it's not usually out at attention like that," Celestia said. "But it is the spring. The scent of mares in heat is on the air. And one of the effects of being futanari is a heightened drive."

"Ugh! It's almost unbearable," Twilight groaned.

"Patience dear. You will have your relief soon," Celestia comforted. "Perchance you need relief now?" Twilight froze in her tracks, unsure if she had heard the Princess correctly, or furthermore, what it was she was implying. Twilight cast a sideways look in her direction. Celestia's shaft began to emerge at the prospect. Her intention was clear.

"Um, no- it's, it's not that bad." Yet. A wisp of green smoke snaked into the open window, materializing into a scroll in front of Celestia. She opened it, reading it immediately, smiling.

"We have them."

Dixie slowly opened her eyes. It was dark. She squinted and struggled to focus her eyes, adjusting to the low light. Across from her, she could see Futashy and Futaloo. Each had a locked clasp around one of their legs, attached by a chain to the wall. It had enough slack for a little movement, but not enough for either of them to reach her, or each other in the spacious dungeon cell.

She tried to call a light to her horn with magic, finding a sharp sting instead. Dixie's eyes crossed as she looked up at the ring on her horn, securely fastened to her head with a bridle. Her hooves were bound behind her her back, keeping her from reaching up to remove it. Her leg was likewise secured to the wall by a clasp and chain, unable to reach the others. After squirming on the floor for a few moments, she managed to at least sit herself upright.

Nopony spoke. What could any of them even say? An apology from Dixie for her arrogance would mean little at this point. Futashy would find no joy in saying 'I told you so.' So there they sat, in the Canterlot dungeon.

The door at the end of the hall creaked open. The three of them squinted into the light before the rest of the lights inside were turned on. The two figures walk in front of their cell. Dixie strained to see in the glare. One was a big white blur, the other was a smaller purple blur. She blinked a few more times, focusing. But it was evidently clear who their visitors were.

"Trixie," Twilight addressed.

"Sparkle," Dixie returned, equally curt.

"Assaulting a Princess is a serious crime. You could all be down here for a very long time," Twilight explained. "That is, unless, you take the plea bargain."

"What plea bargain?" Futashy asked.

"Oh, just a little eye-for-an-eye," Twilight said, looking her her, Futaloo, and back to Dixie, "dick for a dick." Twilight shifted her leg to the side, revealing her new, growing appendage.

"And if we refuse?" Futaloo asked. Twilight smiled.

"Well, just as it was for us," Twilight answered, "that won't really be an option for you either." Futaloo gulped. She walked over to Futashy, brushing her hoof against her cheek. "And you, of all ponies! How could you do that, to the Princess and I?" She looked over at Dixie. "What have I told you about peer pressure?" She walked around behind Futashy, lifting her pink tail. Futashy tried to scurry away, but was stopped by the chain. Twilight pulled back on her hips and leaned on her back, whispering in her ear. "Well now you're going to feel some rear pressure."

Twilight's hips shifted forward, bringing her cock to bear against Futashy. It bobbed under, bumping into her scrotum, jostling her balls. Futashy whimpered as she felt Twilight slide it up to her marehood, getting slick with her wetness mixing with Twilight's precum as she applied more pressure. "Mmfff!" The tip of Twilight's cock slipped inside. The rest of her shaft followed in a smooth, fluid motion. Futashy's hooves buckled, causing her to lean forward as Twilight fucked downward into her raised hips, hitting her G-spot inside. Her directed stimulation caused Futashy's cock to involuntarily emerge from its sheath.

"Ah. There's the concealed weapon," Twilight said with a coy purr. She reached around with her purple hoof and began to stroke Futashy as she continued to fuck her marehood. In the other corner, Futaloo could only sit and watch, dreading what would happen to her next. Dixie, meanwhile, alternated between looking at Twilight doling out punishment, and Princess Celestia.

Princess Celestia hadn't moved from the cell door entrance, standing guard. She wasn't really watching Twilight, but she wasn't making any real point to look away either. She had a look of quiet calm that one would have watching a pot of water waiting to boil. It was a little unsettling. Her eyes shifted to the small orange pegasus, and then to the azure unicorn. She looked at Dixie right in the eyes. Dixie realized that she had been staring at the Princess. But she obviously had no problem staring right back at her. It was a battle of wills, to see who would show deference to the other first. Each looking at the other amidst the wet symphony of sex less than a few feet away. Dixie yielded, opting to instead look at the floor.

"Ooh oooh-" Futashy whimpered as her cock flared and twitched, spurting a few ropes of cum onto the stone floor. Twilight released her and pulled out her own, still-ridged shaft with a 'pop' with a look of disappointment.

"A climax as quiet and sad as the pony who made it," Twilight mocked, leaving Futashy to her sticky shame in her corner. She walked toward Futaloo, who backed into the corner, making herself as small as possible, hoping beyond hope to somehow become invisible. Twilight let her believe that she had succeeded, walking past her, for now.

"As for you," Twilight said as she approached Dixie, "this has been a long time coming, I think." With a purple flash, Twilight teleported a chair into the cell. "Have a seat." Dixie moved to sit in the chair. Twilight pulled it away at the last moment, sending Dixie tumbling onto the floor. "Ha! As if! This chair is for me." Twilight moved the chair to herself, taking a seat. "But don't worry. I saved you a seat." Twilight pointed to her dick sticking straight up in front of her. "Now you may have a seat." Dixie looked back and forth between her and the Princess, hesitating. "T-t-t-today Trixie!"

Dixie hastily climbed up onto the chair, standing on its arms, her hooves holding onto the back for support. Twilight grabbed her hips, pulling her downward onto her ready cock. Even being already lubed with Futashy's juices, Twilight struggled even more than with Futashy to penetrate Dixie's tight pussy.

"What's the matter? Is this really your first time on the receiving end?" Twilight asked. Dixie nodded. Twilight pulled down on her hips harder, finally getting it inside her.

"Ow!" Dixie moaned.

"Wow. Well then, I guess we should make your first time extra special," Twilight said, pushing more of her cock into Dixie on its maiden voyage into her virgin depths. Dixie felt a presence behind her. A pair of white hooves covered hers on the back of the chair as she felt Celestia's form looming over her. The heavy weight of Celestia's cock rested on Dixie's back. She tried to look back, but Celestia nipped her ear with her teeth, keeping her from moving.

"Jussst- try to relaaax," Celestia whispered into Dixie's ear with a sinister hiss. Dixie felt Celestia's cock slid down her back as her tail was pulled aside.

"Ooh! She gets so tight when she's scared." Twilight moaned, feeling her gripping her cock with her nervous pussy as she fucked her.

"N-no! You'll tear Trixie apart!" Dixie pleaded. Celestia wrapped her hoof over Dixie's mouth.

"Shhh. It's okay," Celestia said. "I won't cause any permanent damage." Her smirk worried Dixie. Celestia dribbled her own copious pre against Dixie's puckered asshole. "Deep breath..." Celestia pushed herself against Dixie's back door, pulling her toward her, leaving no room for give. Celestia's dick was going to go inside her and nothing was going to stop it now. Dixie's eyes shot wide as she felt her anus being stretched beyond measure around Celestia's girth. Twilight could feel Celestia moving inside of Dixie against her own shaft. The rush of adrenaline causing Dixie's shaft to emerge at last. Twilight and Celestia worked together now, pushing Dixie lower onto each of them. Twilight's and Celestia's balls rested against each others at last as they bottomed out inside of Dixie. Dixie's held breath burst from her lungs, the air, forcible pushed out of her. There simply wasn't any room for it inside her anymore with the two massive cocks filling her abdomen.

Celestia moved first, pushing forward more and lifting Dixie, impaled on her cock, with her. She lifted Dixie off of Twilight's cock with her own before lowering her once again onto it, and then pulling out of her ass most of the way, before returning and repeating the motion. Twilight humped upwards with each decent of Celestia. The two would then piston faster and deeper in and out of the hapless unicorn in opposition, sliding back and forth against one another inside her. Twilight could feel Dixie's balls, resting in her lap. They began to swell and twitch. Twilight searched the room for something to catch her release. Solution presented itself.

"You. Here!" Twilight commanded, unshackling Futaloo. She levitated the pegasus over between herself and Dixie, aligning Dixie's cock with her orange marehood. After a bit of adjusting, she stuffed Dixie's blue cock into her, seating her on the unicorn's pole and releasing her with her magic.

"What if she flies away?" Celestia warned.

"Ha," Twilight laughed. "If she can fly away, then she's earned her freedom." She looked at her, impaled up on Dixie's cock with no other way to support herself. "Go on Scoots, fly away little birdie." Futaloo's wings flapped harder than she ever had before, buzzing in the air fruitlessly as she remained stuck doing little else than vibrate as Dixie's cock sock, her head bowed in defeat. Twilight's motions became more erratic.

"Nggh, Princess!" Twilight fucked harder. Dixie could feel Twilight's cock flaring inside her, stretching her even more. Dixie felt her own climax fast approaching as Celestia sped up as well. Futaloo was tossed about, perched atop Dixie's flaring cock. Celestia's flare stretched Dixie's ass nearly to the breaking point, throbbing against Twilight's pulsing cock. "Ahh!" Twilight cried out as she came inside Dixie's pussy. Celestia leaned over and cut off Twilights cries, pressing her mouth to hers in a passionate kiss as she unloaded her cum into Dixie's ass. Futaloo was sandwiched between them as Dixie unceremoniously ejaculated inside her. Dixie's moaned in a mix of the pleasure and pain Celestia and Twilight were giving her. Her vagina and rectum, they wrecked 'em both.

Celestia pulled away from their kiss, leaning back. Dixie's limp legs dangled off of the chair, her entire weight sitting on the two cock hilted into her. Her hooves were still bound, unable to move herself. Twilight took Futaloo from off of Dixie's cock and levitated her over the blue showmare, giving her tummy a gentle squeeze, dumping Dixie's load into her own silver mane. She set Futaloo back over in the corner to recover. Celestia and Twilight worked together to levitate Dixie off of them, pulling their spent cocks out of her in a stereo of wet 'plop's. Dixie's gaping holes dumped a torrent of white cum onto the cold stone floor. Her own blue cock hung limply in the exposed air. They let her down, laying her in their mess. She struggled, hooves still bound, squirming and writhing in the cold, slimy mess, before getting herself upright.

As Celestia and Twilight walked out of the cell, they released the clasp on Futashy and cut Dixie's bindings.

"I'm sure you can find your own way out," Celestia said.

"Let this be a lesson for you the next time you decide to gang-bang a princess."