Refurbishment Of The Old Castle
Princess Celestia's private chambers, in the late hours of the night.
Rather than keeping watch over the realm from the watchtower atop Canterlot Royal Castle, Prince Luna was instead hard at work suckling from the immense, overly-heavy breast of his lurid older sister.
The room was, for the most part, swathed in a thick darkness, the only light coming from a roaring fireplace opposite the bed, where Celestia's large armchair was currently parked. Only slight, gentle movements and a few slurps, licks and pops from the figures in the chair could hint to any onlookers that either of them were currently awake.
Prince Luna, once the demonic God of Darkness that had plunged all of Equestria into an everlasting night, was as of this moment curled up in his sister's large lap.
Her dress was unpinned from her chest, one of her large, soft melons proffered to his open mouth, his lips and tongue gently kneading her flesh, his throat working rhythmically to take deep draughts of her milk. It might have been the perfect image of a mother doting on her child, if not for his delightfully blue-fleshed stiffy standing up against her ivory palm, fingers closed tightly and gliding up and down until the veins running the length of his pole were bulging with need to release!
He was lucky to be on the receiving end of such divine treatment after the sins he had committed against Celestia's kingdom, but she wasn't any less lucky to be administering it! Prince Luna had only become more beautiful as a result of transforming into an all-powerful beast of sin, his body having matured spectacularly after supping from the cup of unfiltered, adulterated evil! He had a soft nose and large, expressive green eyes, with thick, feminine lashes. His pouty mouth always seemed to pushing plump, glossy lips out, as if he were perpetually puckering for a kiss! His slender body and narrow shoulders gave way to a curvy set of hips and a large rear with thick thighs...
And of course, a lewdly fat, oversized cock that seemed to have sucked up all of the masculinity from the rest of it! It had always been part of Nightmare Moon's plans to spread its progeny, and while the opportunity had never arrived, the moon's dark magic had certainly developed that part of his body with no expense! When it was as erect as it was now, the mighty member towered on his slender frame, like a minotaur had accidentally misplaced its member on him! But it was only fitting... Celestia had the curves of a Fertility Goddess, and it would be unbecoming of the Prince to be outdone in such an important area! He had enough thick cock sitting atop his enormous, sloshing balls to father the whole next generation of royals!
He finally unstuck his lips from the Sun Goddess's teat and gazed up at her with dulled, concerned eyes. He had barely any fight left in him after such a lovely feeding session, but he still needed to know the answer to a very important question! "Why did, um..."
He paused as his tongue unconsciously drew a circle around her large nipple. "Why did you call Us here tonight, dear sister?"
Celestia paused for a long moment as Luna asked the question that seemed to have been plaguing his mind throughout their entire playtime today, the sun-princess both fully aware of the fact that she needed to answer it, that having brought him up here specifically to answer it, and that she would undoubtedly regret doing so. For the moment, anyways. While this particular relationship was most certainly enjoyable, it wasn't at all what she truly needed, or what Luna needed to be. She was his sister, after all, no matter how much fun it could be to press him up against her breast and let him drink. Though really, when everything was said and done, Celestia didn't think that she'd be depriving herself of this sort of thing permanently. The decision would have been much harder to make if she did.
"Because you are only half the stallion you should be." Her grip around both Luna's shaft and shoulder tightened as she spoke, holding the other alicorn that much closer to her breast, only the tilt of his head and the fact that she wasn't pulling THAT hard preventing her breasts from spilling over and covering his face completely as she did so. "True, you are certainly not lacking in the most important areas..." The remark was punctuated by a noticeable squeeze and gentle twist of her fingers just underneath the stallion's flare, a simultaneous gentle pull upwards making sure that she had the stallion shuddering beneath her fingers. It wasn't hard to make sure that Luna was squirming underneath her fingers; the princess had had over a millennium worth of practice, after all. "But your demeanour, your mindset, your power... It isn't what Equestria needs in order to survive. As long as you're like this, we're out of balance. Unequal. I NEED someone who can match me, Luna, and despite Twilight's cleverness she is not the pony to do it."
The next part was going to be the hardest sell, Celestia knew. There was only one thing that would bring the moon-prince up to her level, and it was something that he had had some extremely negative experiences with in the past. It was one of the reasons why she had made sure he was satiated on milk and kept in a haze of pleasure before she spoke to him.
"In order to match me and keep Equestria in balance, you must be able to retake the powers of Nightmare Moon. And you must be able to do so without losing yourself to the temptation that they can offer." Again, a slightly closer hold, ensuring that Luna's reaction wasn't too strong, her voice already continuing to cut off the likely objection. "Don't worry though, my brother... I have a most entertaining way of making you ready for the task." Without a sound and with barely a glow of the horn, a folder floated down onto the table in front of them, opening to show pictures of not only a very familiar castle but a truly breathtaking selection of mares in varying states of undress.
"Your old castle, already restored and refurbished, ready to be inhabited by any of the many volunteers to help you relearn how to be dominant. How to control. Dozens upon dozens of ponies, all willing to subject themselves to your every little whim, just to help Equestria gain the second ruler it so desperately needs~" It was blatant manipulation, true, but considering the fact that Celestia's talented fingers had been working on Luna for what had to be close to twenty minutes she very much doubted that he'd be thinking entirely with the proper head.
"And you'd be impressed at exactly what they were willing to agree to as well! Ownership over their bodies, freedom to order them around, breeding rights... Mmm, if they weren't going to you, I think I'd have to snap them up myself! Still, I wasn't the one that they signed up to help. That they were willing to do anything for. So... What do you think, Luna? Are you willing to give it a shot?"
Inch by inch the folder wafted down to Luna's trembling fingers, until Celestia finally released her telekinetic hold on it and it dropped into his hands.
Dozens of pictures of ponies? "Signing up to help?" What was she talking about? He put the mind-clouding pictures of the many, many mares out of mind for the moment and focused on the restored castle. As he beheld the beauty of the Castle of the Two Siblings, restored to its status from before their battle had reduced it to the almost-rubble state it had been up until just recently, a solid-feeling lump formed in his throat as he felt himself choking up. Their old home... How much time and effort must it have taken to reform it to its previous splendour?
He glanced up at Celestia, who simply smiled and encouraged him to look through the pictures some more. "Take a closer look, dearest brother," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the crackling of the fire.
Luna turned his eyes back to the collection of many, many erotic pictures. Mares he'd seen in his day-to-day life, gentle and well-mannered and ladylike, were now spread across bedsheets in all manner of provocative, mouthwatering poses! Here he saw the dignified schoolteacher Miss Cheerilee sitting on the desk of what was clearly her classroom, her jacket unbuttoned to the third button and her big, heavy breasts struggling to come spilling out! She was fixing the camera with a smouldering gaze, frozen in the middle of seductively running a finger up and down her silky nylons. There, he saw Mrs.Cake of Sugarcube Corner stripped down to nothing but an apron, the middle-aged milf vivaciously licking her greedy chops as she stirred a wooden spoon in a big bowl of cookie dough. There was so, so much of her body struggling to be free, and so little apron to keep it all bound in!
They were ALL like this, all capturing the girls acting as provocatively and perversely as could be, like it had been some kind of competition to see who could take the kinkiest shot! With her fingers around his throbbing stiffy, Celestia could accurately gauge his approval right through his flesh, and while his cock was far from going soft at any of their faces, when he skipped through to a particular purple pony, it grew so hard it made her fingers sting! Luna got caught up in staring in silence a picture of Twilight Sparkle laying naked amongst a pile of books, a single open volume across her heavy purple rack all that was keeping her decent! She was giving the camera a large, genuine grin of open invitation, her fingers plucking at the corner of the book as if she might pluck it aside on a whim. He'd hardly forged strong bonds with any of these ponies, but he had felt a kinship with the Unicorn ever since she'd helped him grow acquainted with others on his first Nightmare Night since returning to Equestria. Was this really not some kind of prank? Did that extremely high-class pony, basically a Princess in her own way, really desire for Prince Luna to forcefully ransack her womb and plunder her eggs while she was still in the prime of her youth? He gulped nervously at the idea, lubricating Celestia's palm with a steady flow of sticky seed in the process.
"We... Umm..." He blushed and squirmed in the cutest little way, then arched his back and released suddenly! A little howl escaped the petite prince's mouth as he ground his throbbing head up against her palm again and again, unable to settle down from his orgasmic high as the thought of having the world's largest harem paralyzed him with pleasure! When he was finally done cumming, the sodden little mess looked up at her with his big, round eyes and chewed his lip as semen oozed down his thighs. "We could, mmn, entertain such an idea for the good of the Kingdom, dearest sister."
"So I see~" Celestia wore a cat-like grin as she lapped Luna's 'cream' from her fingers. The heavy-chested woman brought those nimble fingers up to her lip one by one and ever so slowly sucked the royal seed off of them. It wasn't until the perverted mare opened her mouth after all of her fingers were dealt with that it became obvious she hadn't been swallowing as she went along, saving up the thick spunk for a far larger swallow a moment later... One that was performed with such obvious enjoyment that it was truly impossible to pry one's eyes away. "And I'll have to let Twilight know that she got such a reaction! Really, I had thought that I'd need to go through them all one by one in order to get you off like that..." The princess' voice was distinctly teasing, even if she did fully intend to follow through on her 'threat'. It wasn't like Twilight would take it as anything other than a compliment, after all. Despite her 'bookworm' exterior the unicorn had more or less been raised by Princess Celestia, after all; she was far more deviant than most gave her credit for. If it wasn't for Pinkie's proclivities, the regent wouldn't have hesitated in naming her the kinkiest of the elements. Though really, some of the outfits that Rarity came up with might have put her into contention as well... Not to mention the stories Fluttershy wrote under her pseudonym... And Dash's exhibitionist streak.
On second thought, more or less the entirety of the Elements of Harmony had some sort of interesting sexual mindset, and the rest of the mares Celestia had picked out really weren't all that far behind. Really, it might have been considered something of a prank, if it wasn't for the fact that Celestia didn't think anything would be able to wipe the smile off of Luna's face once he realized what he was truly getting himself into. The princess would enjoy herself either way.
It wasn't any coincidence that the carriage which brought Luna to the castle was a custom one, built with a rather large window in the front to more easily see the ponies providing the propulsion, just as it wasn't a coincidence that the team of ponies in charge of moving the prince around today were, to a one, rather comely examples of the royal guard, wearing slightly less than traditional armour. At least most people would assume than anything including tail-raisers and bit-gags wouldn't have been part of the traditional armour. They'd be wrong, of course, but this was one of those situations where ignorance just made things that much more fun. Twilight, at least, didn't seem to be batting an eye as she approached the carriage, bowing her head slightly as one of the attendants moved to open the door. At first glance, the purple-skinned woman seemed to be dressed almost disappointingly conservatively, the dress that she was wearing covering the entirety of her breasts and stretching all the way down to her ankles in what was an undoubtedly regal but unfortunately concealing style. For a few moments, at least. It wouldn't take long for the prince to notice something seemed just a little off with the outfit, even if he wasn't able to quite put his finger on what. Every so often, just out of the corner of his eye, sections seemed to disappear... Maybe. It was never for long, but with every minute that went by, there seemed to be a flash of something different there. Twilight's breasts freely exposed, a racy thong slipped up between pert purple cheeks being all that covered her lower half, a set of absolutely minuscule pasties keeping her nipples obscured, a cum-dripping and obviously well-fucked pussy with Luna's cutie-mark tattooed next to it... It was maddening, but the slight smirk that Twilight couldn't quite keep off her face wound up giving the game away before too long.
"Welcome to the Castle of the Celestial Siblings, Prince Luna. We decided among ourselves that I would likely be the person you'd enjoy giving you the tour the most, but of course if you'd prefer somepony else..." Her outfit chose this moment to shift again, this time revealing a rather heavily pregnant and significantly bustier Twilight for just a moment before returning to the courtly attire of before. The slight glint in Twilight's eyes and the gentle blush that was beginning to form on her cheeks were the only indication she noticed.
"Shall we begin~?"
Soon, Luna was following Twilight through the small village built up around the outskirts of the castle. In the interest of not overcrowding their liege's living quarters with their large, plush, meaty bodies, the ponies had constructed some rudimentary homes, as well as a few stores, leading along the path to the front page. An entirely new village, built just to house Luna's harem! He couldn't help but wonder if maybe this wasn't all a little bit excessive!
Nevertheless, he quietly followed Twilight into a realm that most boys could only dream of. Windows flung open on either side of the street, busty ponies weighing their great big titties on window-frames as they waved and cried his name, or just bid him friendly welcomes to his new home. Ponies he'd long have considered off-limits due to social station, prior arrangements with other stallions or a lengthy parade of other reasons seemed to have retired from their busy lives to settle down here in the quiet and peaceful Castle Town.
He even glimpsed a few of Equestria's finest here, and couldn't help wonder what measures had been taken to arrange the sight before him: the famous unicorn supermodel Fleur Dis Lee, mistress of Manehattan's eminent Fancy Pants, chatting amicably with the equally prominent (if for different reasons) Trixie Lulamoon, the pair quietly and contentedly drawing water from a well with all the contentment of experienced farmhands. How was this really real? He knew he was at least partially entitled to this sort of arrangement due to his station as a prince, but to think all these intelligent, aspiring ponies had uprooted their lives to come and live as his private girls, for his use only? None to mention the bearers of the Elements of Harmony, the strongest line of defence Equestria had against invaders ranging from the darkest corners of this world to other dimensions!
They all wanted to get fat and pregnant with his seed... Could it really be possible?
He realized he must have externalized his thoughts on his face, when Twilight Sparkle read his expression and chuckled playfully. At least, that was what the little prince assumed, but it was more the way his unbearably hard stiffy was looking to stage a breakout in his tight, tight royal shorts~ She could see he was standing up easily... And even if she hadn't, the nose of every mare in town was well-attuned to the smell of a virile male, let alone the cock-musk of a godlike being such as Luna. While other stallions might feel a little smug about making a filly's nostrils flare for a few moments after they'd spent a whole day working up a ferocious sweat doing back-breaking labour, Luna's scent was in a whole other class entirely! Even if he'd bathed himself in all manner of exotic perfumes, he still had a pleasantly warm and promising odor emerging from his nethers that was a teaser of the inimitable fertility that was to come! Fillies who hadn't learned proper daintiness yet could snort it for hours while feverishly strumming their pussies, and even seasoned mares who had their hormones well under control would still find themselves biting their lips and finding excuses to nip off to the lavatory for a few moments!
But of course, there was no need for that here. After all, everypony knew they were here for a delicious taste of Luna pie, weren't they?
So it was this combination of factors that led Twilight to perceive the little royal was as cagey as a guinea pig who'd broken into the female enclosure. Everywhere he looked, female rumps were wiggling, breasts were bouncing and cervixes were lowering in preparation to receive a tasty treat!
"It might take a little while to get used to, but it's just how it looks, Prince Luna," she said, taking on a gentle lecturing tone. The guards opened the gate to the castle and she shuffled him inside, shutting the door behind him before some horny gals could pounce him right then and there.
"Everyone's here for me?" he asked in a hushed tone.
"It's just as Celestia explained," she said, slipping an arm around his shoulder. The little pony was a whole head shorter than her, and she self-consciously adjusted her purple dress as she realized her big, natural bosom was level with his eyes. She guided him down the red carpet towards the throne room, eyeing him off with a seedy, gnawing hunger. "And in case you were wondering, no, there certainly wasn't a royal court order for any of us to attend. We're not being forced to come here, but we still came in droves. Most of us could have never dreamed of an opportunity this grand to ever fall into our laps, you know."
She squeezed his bare shoulder, fingers sinking greedily into his flesh as they emerged into his private chambers. "A chance to bear the children of a royal prince... Well, it's a once-in-a-lifetime thing, don't you think, Prince Luna?"
He just gulped, blushing bright red! She had such a way of making it sound like he was doing them all a favour! Her words made his heart flutter, but at the same time they were accepted with all the readiness of a student attending a favourite teacher's lecture. If Twilight and Celestia both told him he deserved this, who was he to argue? He would internalize it all, and accept it as truth!
"Of course, it's not JUST that we all want to have our own stable full of little royal foals... As many as you're going to be making with us, plus the fact that you won't really be in need of an heir after you get the other part of your power back, means that none of them are ever really going to have power beyond what you give to them. It's more that foals tie so nicely into the reason why you're here~" Twilight's voice was distinctly teasing throughout her little monologue, eyes twinkling in just the sort of way that Celestia's did before she did the various things that had caused her more unfortunate nicknames. The apple really hadn't fallen far from the tree, it seemed, even if Twilight was hardly a blood relation.
"I don't know if Celestia has ever sat you down and told you this, but stallions have... Well, they've changed quite a bit from where they started. According to her, anyways. Stallion's traditionally had their own herd of mares, were in charge of breeding them when they were in heat and keeping control over them even when they, when we, weren't. Unfortunately, somewhere along the line, thanks in no small part to you, Sombra and Discord all showing dominant males in a negative light in such a short time-frame, stallions nowadays seem a little afraid to show any spine!. Just taking Ponyville as an example, Big Mac is terrified of mares, Snips and Snails are... Urgh... Time Turner is basically mute...”
She gently tousled his hair as she continued. “Starting to see my point? Canterlot's much the same, Appleloosa has maybe one decent stallion that isn't gay, and apparently he’s only into bison, Manehatten is even WORSE... You're probably the only pony around that's even willing to have a proper herd nowadays, and most likely the only stallion that'll be willing to treat mares like the group we've gathered here in the way that we want, that we NEED, to be treated."
"And that was... How did you put it? A set of holes with an attractive frame wrapped around it~?" A cultured voice echoed from off to the side of the pair, the owner of it a clearly amused white-skinned unicorn that was none-too-subtly looking her new stallion over.
"Among other things." Twilight quickly agreed, smile getting that little bit wider at the thought. "Each of us has slightly different ways that we'd like to be treated, I suppose, but in the end, when it comes to the girls here, the thing that matters most is that you don't care about that in the slightest. Celestia and I put this herd together based on fertility, looks, and submissiveness. In order for it to work, you need to learn that right mindset.”
“And the curvaceous and fertile Trixie will be there to help~! Oh, these other two as well, I suppose.” A blue mare chimed in from their other side, the illusionist seemingly appearing from out of nowhere as she made her first contribution to the discussion. “We’ll help make sure that you… Well, that you stay off the straight and narrow, really. While it isn’t something that Trixie would brag about, she has quite a bit of experience with tools of dominance, as well as some of the more entertaining techniques. ”
“Meanwhile I’m here to help you dress us up as you want, of course, and Twilight can teach you more than a few useful spells... Plus, send a letter or two to Celestia if you start getting too nice again. So don’t start thinking of us as anything more than your little toys. And yes dear, that is a threat~”
“Which the Dominant and Instructional Trixie would normally say should be met with a rather harsh punishment, but in this case… Well, you’d likely prefer to hold off for the moment. We have something rather entertaining planned for you starting this evening which will lose a bit of its effect should we show too much right now.” True, he should have been ignoring that reason as well, if he really wanted to, but none of the girls thought that it was a real possibility at this point in Luna’s ‘training’.
“So how about something else to make up for it? It’s been so busy getting ready for your arrival, I know for a fact that none of us have had any breakfast…” Twilight pressed herself up against Luna’s back, purple fingers reaching out to tease along the outside of Luna’s shorts. Trixie and Rarity giving an obvious licking of the lips left very little ambiguity about exactly what the three mares were looking for.
“Is it really alright?” asked Rarity in a slightly-concerned voice. “I mean we’re supposed to keep our hands off of him until the Contest... Ohhh, who am I kidding, I’m sure they’ll understand our need to get our hands a little dirty! This is all just soo exciting, after all!”
Trixie nodded in agreement. “After all the trouble we took to be early birds, it seems reasonable to Trixie that it’s only fair that we cut line and help ourselves to a wriggling, throbbing, yummy fat worm!”
Luna's startled eyes turned from one set of hyper-fertile curves to the next... Rarity and Trixie were both dressed in outfits just as skimpy and provocative as their partner in crime's, with no shortage of plump pony flesh on display. They were just about spilling out of those outfits that were both ruefully tight around certain curves and woefully underperforming in others!
He suddenly found himself trapped in the world's most appealing echo chamber, struggling to catch up with what they were telling him! He'd always believed that mares were free-thinking, entrepreneurial creatures who wished to live their own lives and be their own people, but now he was being told they were all a bunch of out-of-control girls who'd be happier chained to the stove and pumping out babies! It was strange enough to have Twilight calmly explaining it all, but he was going to have to take some serious mental readjustment to adapt now all three humpable fillies were clamouring around him, excitedly explaining all the harsh and cruel punishments they wanted him to dole out on them! And in a new town constructed as his personal sex-playground, no less!
"Now then," said Rarity, cradling Luna's shoulder as she directed him towards a ridiculously large, curtained, four-poster bed. "I know what you must be thinking, mm?"
She put on a dippy, silly-headed tone, waving her hand in the air like she'd slipped an invisible sock-puppet on. "Oh! All those fillies have jobs and aspirations and other things like that! Rarity makes the finest dresses in all of Equestria, Twilight is the Princess's understudy and Trixie does... Whatever it is Trixie does all the time, is it really alright to chain them up to the big fat cock of a prince and enslave their wombs, mmm?"
"I will overlook that remark, for the time being!" huffed Trixie, folding her arms.
Luna nodded a little timidly in agreement, which made Rarity's grin widen. She gave her thick hip a slap, making all that soft flesh in rear jiggle for his amusement. Somehow the sight of her large, round booty wobbling back and forth made her words all the easier to accept, Luna nodding a little dumbly as he watched it go. "Mmm."
"Well, we might possess creative minds and the wittiest of repartee, but don't let that fool you, darling... We're carrying those talents around in bodies that happen to have some quite, quite strong needs here and there!"
She swished one of the curtains aside and sat her plump bottom down on Luna's bed, guiding the smaller male to take up residence in her lap. His back was soon making use of a cushion softer than any pillow: nothing short of the ivory-white flesh of Rarity's creamy melons, a position no male had taken residence up in until now! She wrapped an arm around his belly and inched his vest up his front until his chest was visible to the other two, taking little nibbles of his ear as she did so.
"We're mares, after all!" she giggled, settling her other hand on top of his hair, petting the little Prince most earnestly.
Twilight grinned as she and Trixie got down on the bed in front of him. "Yes, exactly. You're practically doing us a favour with all this arrangement," she cooed, continuing to repeat the same gentle argument over and over again as many times as it would take to find purchase in the little one's head. She and Trixie reached for his belt while Rarity in back continued to pet and coddle their darling. "Don't be concerned, Prince Luna... Everything is fine, alright~?"
"Trixie can't wait to get started! Wandering from town to town is so old-hat, it's time we set up permanent shop in Ponyville's most premier breeding stables!" giggled the white-haired minx beside her.
A few magical nudges combined with tugs by desperate fingers and their faces were both dwarfed by the colossal, throbbing cock casting a long, long shadow over them.
"Eh? Eh eh?" was all Twilight could think to say as she stared up at it.
Trixie flushed and leaned a little closer, nose permeating the thick wall of male musk that the rod was bathing in. "Eh?" Rarity's petting stopped suddenly as the fashionista's gaze dropped faster than a stone.
She was the first to speak, pinching Luna's nipples with both hands as her eyes roved over the enormous cock. "How magnificent! To think you'd been tucking something like that away all these years!"
Twilight adjusted her glasses and swallowed nervously. "As expected of a prince... With a member as large as this, the future of this town is very well-assured."
Trixie just salivated, the Illusionist's tongue momentarily tied. And why wouldn't it be, with such a long, handsome member rising up from out between the Prince's legs with all the weight of a royal proclamation! The shaft was perfectly smooth and veinless aside from a thick ridge snaking its way along the underside, ending in a mushroomed, rosy head almost as large as a fist, with the foreskin still squeezed tightly around it! It wobbled before their eyes, so menacing and large it looked like some wild beast struggling to get at their vulnerable female flesh! Luna squirmed under their gazes the longer they stared, panting with his tongue hanging out. "Haaa... Mmmn... What are you going to do with Our Royal Member... If you're, mmn, such slaves and all?"
“Mmmm… But we aren't slaves, Dear. Not yet, anyways~” Rarity was almost literally purring into Luna’s ear as she held him that little bit closer. “Not until you decide to snap that collar around our necks. Literally or otherwise. A mare can’t be a slave without someone else to serve as their Master, after all! And I think I speak for all three of us when I say that these three mares are going to have some fun with your ‘Royal Member’. Hopefully in a way that will start opening your eyes as to just what we really are beneath those ‘dreams’ and ‘aspirations’. Twilight? Trixie? I’m assuming one of you has something that will emphasize our point?”
“Of course, Rarity! I have just the thing in mind… Keep him there for a few minutes, though, would you? Seeing the size of him, I think we need to make a few adjustments to really make this the best it can be.” Twilight didn't even ask Trixie’s permission before almost dragging her off into the bathroom, flashes of their various magic appearing under the door as Rarity and Luna were left together for the first time… And Rarity didn't waste her alone time. She wasn't going to be aiming to make Luna cum, obviously (that would ruin whatever Twilight had planned), but she could take the few minutes to get very, VERY well acquainted with the first real cock of her life.
“It’s warmer than I thought it’d be…” The seamstress’ tone was rather hushed, her breasts muffling her voice further still in Luna’s ears as she leaned forwards to run her fingers along the most sensitive part of the male’s anatomy. “I still can’t believe that Celestia has been keeping this to herself all this time. Really...” She sighed again, breath warm as it rolled across Luna’s ear and shoulder, hand constantly moving in a slow, steady, stroke, doing nothing more than keeping him prepared for whatever her brainiac friend had in mind. Thankfully for Luna, he didn't have to wait much longer than that, both of the girls emerging from the bathroom simultaneously and giving the smaller male a view he’d likely remember for quite some time to come. Not only had both of the beauties changed their outfit, they’d completely foregone the top half of it, the only visible clothing on both of their bodies a sinfully small set of shorts which, judging by the wet-spots those scraps of fabric were sporting, had nothing beneath them whatsoever. On top of that, each of the girls had apparently gotten themselves made up in their prep-time. Both wore a heavy set of lipstick, a few shades darker than their natural skin-colours just to make it really stand out, along with eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, blush and a half-dozen other additions to their natural look. And they looked GOOD in it, especially considering that the pair were focused on Luna’s shaft with an almost frightening intensity.
“Now Trixie and I are going to have a little competition with one another. We’re both going to go down on you. Whoever gets you to cum gets one point, whoever manages to get their colours lowest down your shaft gets another, and whoever managed to destroy their makeup more via throatfucking themselves on your royal scepter gets the third. Best two out of three wins it~”
“And because Twilight was the one to come up with the game, the Gagless and Cum-hungry Trixie gets to start~!”
That was all the warning that Luna got before the blue-skinned mare positively pounced on him, mouth opening almost comically wide in its attempt to take the sheer size of the shaft beneath her and breasts smacking lewdly up against the side of him from nothing more than her momentum. She didn’t waste any time, either, pressing herself down hard enough that Luna would be able to feel the tight, wet, confines of the start of the mare’s throat before even half a minute had passed, only the muffled slurping sounds escaping from her mouth the only thing that indicated Trixie was still able to breathe considering the magnitude of the task she was undertaking.
If Luna had needed a reminder that this was all really happening, and not just some childish prank by his cheeky older sister, the sight of Trixie's head bobbing in his lap, accompanied by dozens of hot, wet and sticky sucking and slurping sounds would do it! He watched breathlessly as she worked energetically at her task, the small stallion breathlessly protesting in his uncharacteristically deep voice. "We... We command you to, hnngh, slow down... Haaaa... Mmph!"
He was rapidly silenced by Rarity's mouth on his, the unicorn taking pity on the poor little bundle of nerves and helping him relax. Even the jumpy, flighty nervousness his cock had initially possessed, twitching around inside Trixie's mouth like it was looking for an escape route, settled down a bit until it was being the perfect throat-stretching totem pole she needed to work on her oral technique. After all, hours of practising with toys in preparation for a day like this was quite different to the real thing! Every time she thought she'd gotten used to its size and weight, it would fill up with girth for a moment, swelling in her throat and making her feel like a pig on the proverbial spit, unable to do anything more than squirm and gurgle luridly around his pole, releasing spit bubbles up and down the shaft!
Once she began to get more used to the heavy pole, Trixie ramped the play up all on her own, bringing both gloved hands to the base and shaft, playing it like a fine instrument while her tongue swirled around the sensitive head. Twilight perched beside her, eyes darting from their master's hyper-ventilating chest and his saliva-trading with Rarity to Trixie's oral technique on his cock, pleased and content that both lovely ladies were bringing him so, so much pleasure. It made her squirm in delight to know they were all doing such a good job!
"Why are we doing this so suddenly..." he tried to gasp, his final resistances to his new life crumbling before their eyes. He wanted this as much as they did.
Twilight smiled up at him, gently petting Trixie behind her ears and over her horn as if a rivalry had never existed between the two in the first place. Right now, they were just a pair of content little sows nuzzling at the trough of cock. "Because we love you, Prince Luna. Everyone here loves you so much."
Looking for some extra task to perform in service of this great and glorious big-dicked male, Twilight started licking the insides of his sensitive thighs and soon graduated to schlorping one of his big nuts into her mouth, batting her tongue on the flesh like she was hoping to startle awake the millions of sperm clamouring inside. Like they weren't already looking eagerly upwards at these three pervy girls, itching for the first opportunity to splatter all over their faces and tits!
Rarity broke her kiss with Luna long enough to glance towards where one the boy's small hands was twitching in mid-air. Her breath caught in her throat slightly as she realized she'd be clutching the hand of a prince without his permission, but they'd already done worse things today, and would continue to do so! "She's quite right, darling... We've fallen in love with your wide-eyed cuteness and your amazing length."
"Now, my dearest Prince, please forgive your loyal subject for just a moment," she cooed in his ear. "Just remember, there's absolutely no need to hold back with us. You simply must learn a few simple things before we can really get started... Like where this goes, mm?" Still holding him by the wrist, she firmly guided his hand to the back of Trixie's head, coaxing him to cup her scalp in a tight grip that would let him control the force of Trixie's thrusting. She paused in her sucking to gaze up at him with the same eyes as her fellows, the motion causing his hand to push her fringe almost all the way down over her eyes. It turned a pouty gaze of adoration into a smouldering look of submission as she hollowed her cheeks and gave him another suckle.
Trixie finally popped him free of her chops and buried her face in his nuts, groaning out some unintelligible words that might have been an admission of love like the other two or just addle-headed begging to be raped. She seemed so cock-drunk she couldn't even finish a sentence~
Twilight actually felt a momentary twinge of worry for Trixie when she drunkenly managed to pull herself off of Luna’s cock, the suction-induced ‘pop!’ from her lips loud enough to be audible to all four of the ponies in the room, but that worry rather quickly subsided when she saw not only the look of utter bliss upon the blue-skinned girl’s face, but that she was now apparently so completely soaked that the shorts she was wearing were no longer able to stop droplets of arousal from falling down to the bed from between her legs. It was this last sign of obvious bliss that managed to penetrate the momentary curiosity and drive home to Twilight that she really should be taking her turn right about now and there would be time to study this phenomenon later.
Taking a deep, heaving, breath that pushed her breasts out to a remarkable degree, the purple-skinned unicorn began her turn, forcing her eyes open wide as she started to work on what would in all likelihood be the only cock she’d ever know. His shaft, momentarily open to the cool air, was soon shelved deep inside her throat as Twilight was determined to inch past the deepest depths of the lipstick rim left by her rival's wet mouth. Luna squirmed and went right back to kissing Rarity!
It was obvious within a moment that Twilight was planning to employ a much more violent strategy than her competitor, even she was going to be the one taking the brunt of it. In this situation, Twilight very much regarded that as a win-win. There wasn't any adjustment period, even one as small as Trixie’s, Twilight instead forcing that impressive shaft into the back of her throat like she was trying to give herself a bruise, the single movement enough to make sure that her eyes were watering hard enough to start her mascara streaking, before repositioning ever so slightly and doing the same thing again in order to force him deeper. It was also obvious that, if Twilight could suppress her gag reflex, she was choosing not to, the pony’s entire body hitching as she visibly struggled to swallow down inch after inch of Luna’s cock in the most difficult way possible. This was her way of helping Luna down his path, or one of them anyways… Luna would know, especially after watching what Trixie had done, that there were far more comfortable ways of doing this. He’d also know that Twilight was quite purposefully choosing not to lose them. Even as tears began streaming down her face, the obvious love and joy in her eyes never dimmed, only growing yet more intense as she worked herself into the biggest mess that she could, both because she enjoyed the treatment and because Luna would enjoy the sight. She was able to keep this up for a good few minutes before the sheer presence of Luna’s ‘sceptre’ was enough to push her towards the same sort of blissed out state that Trixie was still completely sunk in, the normally proud mare seemingly unable to pull herself away from suckling on the Prince’s testicles (which, given her lipstick, was causing what was most likely the single most pleasurable case of blue-balls in the history of ponykind) in between moans of pleasure at the privilege and fragmented begging to be allowed to bare a few dozen foals for the alicorn.
“I think, dear, that these two need a little bit of extra help. You were just a bit too much for them on their own!” Rarity teased, grinding her own hips up against Luna’s rear before reaching out and again placing Luna’s hands onto one of his girls. In this case, however, it wasn't simply ‘one on the back of the head’. Instead, Luna’s hands took up positions on either side of the unicorn’s head, with Rarity holding on just to make a few practice motions that roughly forced Twilight up and down his shaft. “Don’t be gentle, sweetie.”
That seemed to resonate with their big-dicked ruler on some primitive level! While it took Rarity holding his hands firmly at first to get him facefucking Twilight until she was spluttering and gasping all the louder around his member, when she drew her hands back, he kept going like he'd never needed her help in the first place! Studious little Twilight! She'd diligently been there for him all those moons ago, teaching him important lessons about interacting with his fellow ponies after such a long time away... He'd learned back then that girls like her were kind-hearted, friendly and sweet and now, perhaps with a knowing wink, she was teaching him to unlearn all of that and treat her like a set of horny holes for sex!
His mind flashed back to how she'd looked then: prim, proper, attentive, kind-hearted... Like a perfect school-teacher fussing and fretting over one of her slower students, so concerned but also believing he could catch up and become a Grade-A pet... And then he placed that classy lady alongside this sperm receptacle in front of him, mascara dripping down her cheeks, her glasses askew and tears forming in her eyes as she sweated and strained to fit her cock-hole a little deeper around his penis. He felt a moment's hesitation, slowing his thrusting and untightening his grip, which only got as far as it took for her to slap a hand to his arm and clasp his wrist.
"Don't... Hrkkk... Stop!" she gurgled, tightening her cheeks in a way that made him almost unleash a piping hot load of semen into her eager belly right there and then. Luna wouldn't let her down, he decided. He sank his fingers into her head like he was gripping a particularly heavy bowling-ball, poised his hips and then threw Twilight Sparkle down onto the sheets. The small monarch climbed on top of her, upraising his small, curvy butt that was all glistening with sweat, until it was poised over her beautiful features. She got one brief moment to smile up at him before he sat heavily on her face and filled her throat with cock, hammering away at her body like she was a particularly disliked pocket-pussy! Her heart fluttered in the way only a teacher who'd seen her student master a particularly difficult equation could as she was ruthless pounded into again and again~
It was only when her twitching had stopped and her throat was red and raw that Luna dragged his cock free of Twilight's throat and howled in release as he splattered her gorgeous face with a hard, thick, gooey cumshot that plastered Twilight to the sheets. He didn't even let her suck the last few shots down, despite the way her lips puckered needily at him: Trixie had latched back on like a little sucker and worked her throat methodically, teasing all his spunk down. The white-haired wizard felt a moment's hesitation and concern as she considered her enormously soft and curvy body might not receive the same treatment now that Luna had calmed down... Until she experienced the same soul-singing pleasure as Luna took her head in a rough, commanding grip. "Y-Your turn," he huffed in a cute little voice, jabbing that needy stiffy right at her face!
Behind them, Rarity helped Twilight unstick herself from the sheets and diligently began cleaning her friend up, licking up his semen and making sure all three of their throats were sticky and gummed-up with the seed of a royal prince. They barely even had time for Sapphic making-out however! As Luna's fat, sweaty cock made rough, angry love with Trixie's tight, dripping throat until she was (very unconvincingly) crying for mercy, the pair realized their new master's dangling sack and butt weren't going to lick themselves, now were they~?
Twilight was still gasping hard as she dragged herself back over to where Trixie was currently getting her throat plowed, her own makeup starting to look nearly as damaged as Twilight’s own and, between the two of them, adding a very, very, nice sensation of ‘cheap slut’ to the proceedings. Of course, Twilight was, between Luna’s effect on her and the still swirling-sensation of being oxygen deprived from the throatfucking, nowhere near capable of thinking that on a conscious level. Instead, she merely registered a sense of approval at the view and tried to get herself a little bit more cum, plastering her mouth up against the side of Luna’s cock and sucking up to it HARD. She couldn't really think well enough to try and match her pace to Luna’s own, instead just going after his cock like it was a salt-lick, head rolling to smush her cheek or her hair up against the rocking shaft whenever its movement grew to be too much for her.
Rarity, meanwhile, wasn't intending to be left out of this for any longer. Even her generosity had its limits, after all. She took up her position near the base of Luna’s shaft, lips sealing closed around one of his balls with a ‘pop’ before drawing upwards a moment later to apply the same degree of pressure to the actual shaft itself, her nose nuzzling itself in where the impressively massive cock met with its diminutive owner and inhaling the Alicorn’s musk like a drug. Really, with that sort of scent on her mind, it wasn't hard to see just how Twilight and Trixie had acted the way they did. Not that the needed much of a reason, either way.
Between the sensitivity from his previous orgasm and the very ‘helpful’ contributions of the other two, it didn't take nearly as long for Trixie to earn her reward, the showpony choking down a few throatfuls worth of Luna’s spunk before, remembering how it was taken away from Twilight, Rarity helped Luna slip himself out of that now dripping throat and instead give her a rather respectable facial, the cum showing up brightly on her purple hair, but blending almost invisibly into her skin, making the entire site seem that much more kinky.
Twilight tried to repay the earlier favour, leaning over to try and lick the cum off, only to be rebuffed. Rarity had at least some sort of a plan, it seems. She let all four of them recover for a while, cum drying on their skin and in their hair, both Twilight and Trixie showing all of the signs of the facial abuse they’d taken, waiting until the latter two could croak out an honest, if hoarse, “Thank you, sir” to the stallion that had just used them.
“Now, Master…” It was the first time that any of the mares had called him that, and Rarity’s smirk showed that she knew it. “If I could make a recommendation. We all have a few things left to do in planning your surprise for this evening. I think ordering us to not repair the sorry state of our clothing while we prepare for the surprise proper would be a suitable punishment for our uncouth behaviour regarding moulding you into a really ruthless male brute, wouldn’t you~?”
It was one of the easiest decisions that Luna had ever made. The prince was getting used to his new role!
Author's Note
A genderbent Princess Luna might strike people as an odd choice for a story protagonist but Luna has always been my absolute favourite pony, so I wanted to write something about her. Anyone who knows me knows I vastly prefer male on female content over anything involving futanari so this is my spin on the simpler option of just having her remain female while growing a pony-teasin' donger. Hopefully other people can enjoy this story about a genderbent canon as much as I enjoyed writing it!
I have a similar story in the works involving a genderbent Twilight Sparkle, so feel free to look forward to that as well!
Author's Note
No sex this chapter, just oodles and oodles of costumes! All Cutie Mark Crusaders depicted are 18+.
The Costume Contest
Luna had barely crossed the threshold to his new home and he’d already had three of the most sophisticated ponies in all Equestria taking turns polishing his shaft. In his long years he’d sought out female companions here and there, but to have this all thrust on him had left the handsome little prince speechless.
He could have stayed with these three all night, but it seemed like they had other plans. Moments later, Prince Luna, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity and Trixie came stumbling out of the master bedroom. The girls were all giggling and squealing over some mysterious "surprise" they had in store, although Luna wasn't privy to the details. They'd decided to leave their adorable little Prince-cum-semen dispenser was in the dark!
Stepping out into the hall, Luna realized he could hear commotion coming from the direction of the royal throne room. When he turned to the girls, they just smiled behind their hands.
"Oh, whatever could it be?" teased Rarity, grinning ear to ear.
"Well, there's only one way to find out!" agreed Twilight. "Why don't you go investigate, mm?"
She followed it up by giving his plump bottom a little rub, while Trixie leaned in and kissed his cheek. Then they waved him goodbye. The trio were off in the opposite direction, large, soft bodies wiggling off down the corridor.
Luna pouted as he turned his head in the other direction. He looked back towards that raucous din and realized that it was happening in his own castle. coming from what he now realized was his castle. His cock was still dripping with the saliva of three girls and it made him squirm a little bit as the thought bubbled to the surface. It had felt so good! And now he was all on his own again, without a single female mouth to holster his stiffy in. Pouting at the thought, he struck out in the opposite direction. He was already missing them!
What a bunch of wide-hipped, big-breasted villains they were! They'd left him all alone without even deigning to give the little Prince a shot at their velvet cock-sheaths. He was itching to try out every last inch of their bodies, most of all the ready and waiting spots between their thighs! How much self-control must it have taken those sultry she-devils to not just lay back on the bed and invite him in? If only he'd been a little more assertive, he could have all three girls on their backs on the bed right now. They'd have their hands hooked under their thighs to hold their legs apart, whining and whimper for him to rampage around in those silky female playgrounds?
Their filthy suckjobs had been amazing... It had felt like their wet pony mouths had been trying to gobble up his cock, but it wasn't any different with Celestia. Years and years of oral sex and hanjobs, while he just wanted to hilt in her plump and well-rounded celestial corona. When would even a single pussy stop being off-limits?
They should have just given in! What a hassle!
He'd wanted to rollick in the sheets with the three of them, poking his cock at any warm hole that got close to it. But the chance had passed and he'd just have to tide himself over until another one arrived!
As Luna wandered the halls, a twisted thought popped into his mind. Was this sort of teasing part of Celestia's test? They'd teased him their big, natural boobies and grazed his flesh-pole with whispers of their lips, without giving him what he wanted. Was it all to see how long it took until his patience popped and he went at them with everything he had? He wanted to pin them down and have a rough pound-fest with their receptive pussies, but his restraint had held out this long. If they were trying to drive him crazy until he was humping the walls and pouncing on every female in sight... It was working!
He should have done something! He should have squeaked out in that cute little voice, "Twilight Sparkle, hand over your cock-box right this instant!"
For all he knew, she'd have given him a sultry wink like she'd been waiting for this and then parted those thick thighs right on his bedsheets! They all would have.
This new social setting was too much for him, there was too much to adjust to! It was hard to believe the dear sweet ponies he'd met less than a year ago and these preggo-brained gals were the same people. They were acting like they wanted him to manhandle them into early motherhood, and leave their mouths stretched and panting from cock!
Well, there was no time to think about that~ He entered the Throne Room via a side-door and stepped into an outright calamity in progress! Despite the Prince only having arrived a short while ago, the Castle of the Two Siblings was in an uproar!
A new Equestrian tradition was beginning right under his nose: the first annual Nightmare Night Costume Contest. Overseen by Prince Luna himself!
Prince Luna only had a few more moments to himself before he found himself flanked by a pair of guards-mares.
The first was one of Celestia’s Royal Guard, while the second was one of his own. She wore sleek black armour with large, intimidating ornamental bat-wings emerging from the shoulders. Although that was where the similarities with traditional Canterlot armoured garb ended. At some point someone had decided their uniforms should be more like decorative titty-teasers than militaristic armour.
Both of the busty, tall mares had stripped down to the absolute basics in the name of titillation. Their breasts were sumptuously spilling over a single metal band, inviting the lovely little prince to leer from the sidelines to his heart’s content.
The bikini bottoms they’d packed their thick, heavy behinds into came with chastity belts. These were to make sure the girls could do their jobs without surrendering to the hedonistic pleasures of the breeding ground. Would the sight of row upon row of gorgeous fillies cradling their pregnant bellies be too much for the average pony to handle? If their job had seen them surrounded by mewling breeding pets all day would they end up straddling him out of jealous? It did seem kind of likely...
The pair led the young prince towards the ornate throne overlooking the entire room. Looking about, he could see a large stage, buffet tables and an assortment of comfortable looking couches! No sooner had the two guards-mares sat him into position did a voluptuous zebra appeared in a flash of alchemical green light.
Zecora’s body had always mystified the poor little Prince, as well as every other thinking, breathing young stallion about Ponyville. Not only was there so much of this woman for the male gaze to feast on, but it was also as well-proportioned and curvy as the most childish, out-of-control male fantasies! It was just too much! Soft! Plump!
Yet unlike said juvenile delusions where such a creature existed to milk every cock in sight dry, Zecora was a talented and sophisticated woman. She was capable of holding a scintillating conversation and working magic that could turn even Twilight Sparkle envious. She just so happened to do it all with a booty that could smother a stallion’s whole face, a soft, plush belly that she had no qualms exposing and a large, weighty bosom. It was just maddening.
She was completely nude save for the ritualistic tribal markings that her culture valued, although these were of a more carnal bent than was typical. Zecora had highlighted the sheer size of her swaying breasts with myriad white and silver lines. A curl on her belly evoked the image of a maternity.
“Welcome, welcome, Master mine, to a Nightmare Night most divine! Sit right there, and you shall see, far lewder things than merely me. Celestia denied you something vital, despite your thirsts and princely title!” She paused to smile towards Luna, both of them knowing exactly what she was referring to.
“But then, the question came about: Who would be first? And who left out? And so, this contest, we proposed. The most comely mares will stand exposed. And by the end we all will see, just who will bear his progeny.”
“In other words,” spoke up the bat-pony from Luna’s side, “You just need to sit back and enjoy the show. Then you can choose just who you want to be the first of us to make a proper man out of you.” She sounded more than a little chafed at Zecora having left her out of the running.
“Although you shouldn’t take what she’s saying too literally! This is just the beginning.”
So that’s how it was going to be. It wasn't enough for Prince Luna to have Equestria's largest harem ever, but now they were going to compete for his attention. He glanced about for any sign of Twilight, hoping to have her explain the situation in greater detail, but he couldn't see her anymore!
A sudden thought made his stomach flutter: Twilight Sparkle wasn't here... Because she was in the running.
"Zecora," he said in a soft voice, "Is Twilight Sparkle in the running as well?"
She chuckled and leaned into the side of his large chair, grinning ear to ear. "She is behind the curtain with the others, competing to be the first of many, many mothers."
Luna was just about to reply when the bat-winged guard leaned forwards, doffing her helmet upwards slightly where it had fallen over her eyes. "Looks like they're getting started.”
Zecora rose from her spot against Luna's throne and strutted down to the stage, turning her fingers around her head in a circle, guaranteeing all eyes were on her. "Equestrians from far and wide, tonight Zecora will be your guide. Feast upon breasts, butts, legs and thighs... As we see who most makes..."
The Zebra tilted her head back towards Luna, blowing him the most doting, subservient kiss he’d ever seen in his life! Her lips pushed together and out, looking so warm and wet and inviting! Like he'd needed any more confirmation she had a less than professional interest in slipping his strong cock away inside some fillies! "... That ~immense~ cock rise!”
“So make sure to get our fair prince riled, and...” She paused to trail a finger down the curve of her belly, teasing every other woman in sight with the thought of growing gravid with Luna’s young, “... Be the first to bear his child.”
As the curtain on the stage rose, the all-female audience burst into applause. Everyone here was so excited to see which girl Luna would choose to bed first. Zecora continued her Master of Ceremonies role by bringing out the first of the groups of ponies.
Did they really expect him to choose just one filly? It seemed almost a step back from earlier today where he'd had three girls doting all over all at once. Luna blushed as the parade of fit, young, female flesh began.
The Prince could take a guess that the ponies had been arranged into groups based on what sort of lewd image would appeal to him the most... After all, it was just one extra way to toy around with the poor monarch's libido, so why not go ahead and take it?
To this end, the first group trotted out was Cheerilee and the four Cutie Mark Crusaders. Cheerilee click-clacked out onto the stage in a pair of ultra-high black heels and popped him a kiss with thick-painted, glistening lips. She put a hand on her hip as she fixed Luna with a smoldering gaze. The light-cerise coloured mare had dressed more provocative than she ever would have in class. She wore a white button-up shirt that clung to her melons teasingly and a beige miniskirt just a few inches long. Skin-tight black stockings rounded out the "naughty teacher" look.
“Girls~” she teased, batting her long eyelashes. “Come on out, mm?”
The girls crowded around their once-was teacher much like a pimp and the tricks she was turning. And what a sight that was!
Puberty had been kind to Sweetiebelle, Applebloom, Scootaloo and Babs Seed, most of all Babs. The four hormonally-charged little packets of fun skipped out onto the stage to the tune of their own music. They had come wearing pervy schoolgirl uniforms that were far from regulation! Pleated skirts, bikini-tops that wiggled and wobbled as they struggled to contain all that creamy flesh... Despite having graduated long ago, they plucked at the male fantasy of the innocent schoolgirl so teasingly that they might as well have skipped out. The girls threw themselves into Cheerilee's arms, then all five females fixed Luna in their sights.
"Girls," husked Cheerilee in a teasing tone, "Do you have anything you'd like to say to Mister Prince Luna?" She was lifting their skirts one after another, flashing unladylike thongs and G-strings for his eyes.
"We wan' our Cutie Marks!" said Applebloom breathlessly, eyeing up Luna like he was a piece of meat. "I reckon they're cooped up inside them there seed pods! Cutie-Mark Bareback Breeders!"
Scootaloo squirmed on the spot, glancing her thick, muscular thighs together. "Yeah... What she said. We're fitter and healthier..."
"And younger!" said Applebloom, not skipping a beat.
"... And younger than anyone else here!"
Sweetiebelle giggled and plucked her skirt up, flashing her lacy white panties on her own accord. "I just wanna beat Rarity to the punch! Heehee~"
In fact, of all four of the younger girls, Babs seemed to be having the hardest time vocalizing her urges to get pinned down and knocked up by a strong male. She buried her flushed-red face into Cheerilee's chest, making eyes at Luna over big boobies. "Mmmn... Y-Yeah."
Cheerilee placed a finger on her cheek teasingly, batting her eyelashes. "And it's about time I changed careers, myself. Teaching can only hold your interest for so long when horny Princes are plunging into wombs left and right you know!"
The next group out featured a very familiar face! Trixie was walking tall at the forefront, a grin on her face that promised another bout of eye-rolling pleasure the moment that she could get her hands on the prince. A set of magical, sparkling white gems were interwoven into her hair.
She looked for all Equestria like she’d stepped out of a swords and sorcery novel. Trixie's plump breasts sat in in shiny black metal only a fraction of an inch thick. It just managed to cover her nipples before spiraling outwards to wrap around her sides and back. The fancy unicorn sported knee-high heeled boots, ornate and metal, covered with a twisting design that befitted an enchantress. A thick medallion lay between her breasts.
“The bountiful and fertile Trixie should be the first bred!”
She fingered the necklace she wore as she spoke, grinning the entire time. “And more to the point, our Prince’s first time should be with a lover who, ahhhn, truly appreciates him. Shy, blushing maidens have absolutely no place in this fabulously Trixie-riffic breeding ground! Just think of what I could do with a whole horde of little ponies as magical - and misbehaving - as I!”
“Aren't you forgettin’ something, poindexter? Step aside!” Gilda moved out beside her, the strong, tall griffon puffing her chest up. She’d gone with a similar bad girl look, but had traded the ornate metal work for chains and black leather. Unzipped as it was, her shiny jacket couldn’t do much more than hang right off her plump set of oversized titties. What a rack!
The material contrasted with the fluffy-white of her downy chest in just the right way to make them even more mouth-watering than they were already. Especially as they bounced with each little strut the griffon made! Down below, she wore a pair of spectacular knee-high boots with staggering heels, giving the female sex-predator an unforgettable strut. She rounded it out with a pair of denim jean shorts were so tight they scratched her red, puffy pussy and pinched the fat of those feathered drumstick-sized thighs.
She rolled her shoulders, dropping her jacket to the floor. Not only was she now baring her whole bust to Luna, but she also unfolded a majestic eighteen foot wingspan. It cowed the cheering equine crowd to a few hushed gasps. Griffons were something else! “He’s gonna have to take more’n just you under his wings.”
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were behind her. They were both in schoolgirl outfits that had taken the theme of “Jailbait Floozy” the CMC had been running with and took it a step closer to the gutter! They’d foregone the pretty pink panties of innocent cuties for something more fitting bad girls who’d have risky schoolgirl sex.
Both of the rich daddy’s girls were eager to show how far off the rails they’d go for Luna, with matching leopard-print thongs fit for devilish bareback-addicts. Thanksto how tiny their blood-red pleated skirts were, Luna could even see the high-leg straps up top around their narrow waists. Below their skirts, the material did the same cutesy act by biting deep into their sticky crotches. It was something the way it hunched right up against their sticky wet thighs and mounds.
Stockings and unbuttoned tops seemed to be more like the rule than the exception with this group. Their developed thighs and chests were both pinched by the articles of clothing. Not to mention they were wearing enough make-up and jewelry for three or four girls!
Diamond Tiara moved to stand behind Silver Spoon, splaying her hands across her friend’s breasts and then opening one towards Luna... She’d been clutching the leash to a collar wound around her best friend’s neck the entire time, and gave it an impish little tug for fun!
“I think I should go before Silver Spoon,” she husked in spoilt tones, “But she can try you on right after!”
Rarity wasn't one to be outdone by Trixie or Cheerilee's efforts. She'd put together what she considered to be the most preciously perfect group of eye candy in the whole Costume Contest. After all, spectacles of glamour and gorgeousness were her bread and butter! When you say Costume Contest to the one and only Rarity, the only thing passing by her ears will, of course, be ~Fashiiioooon Shooooow~
She'd even brought Suri Polomare along for the occasion. On the condition that Rarity got top billing, of course!
Ponyville's resident fashion goddess swanned out to the front of her group, jangling up a storm from all that jewelry she had on. Rarity's finest hour was here, the moment where she could unveil her greatest fashion line yet! And then... well, an early retirement to raise a family was certainly looking more appealing, now wasn't it? Manehattan might need her, but Luna needed her as well. On her back and with her toes in the air, inviting his seed to come and take a little swim in her womb~
Rarity kept her gaze straight ahead as she strutted out on high heels slipped over stockings that rode all the way up her firm calves and meaty thighs. They ended at a pair of hips that boys hungered for. They were too perfect for words. She reached centre-stage and fixed the prince with one of those slinky gazes she was best at.
She looked more than ever like a supermodel as suited to wearing her dresses as making them, with only a little pudge on that hourglass figure other ponies envied. Rarity had all the classical hallmarks of a sculpted goddess, with a well-defined pubis bone and a cute tummy. She looked like she'd stepped right out of a dream!
The sweater she wore was high-collared and long-sleeved, but was missing most of the actual chest-covering fabric. Her high-rise breasts were almost entirely exposed, with plenty of her candy-blue nipples out on open display. Her cutie marks sat bare and uncovered on her flanks, her lower body adorned by nothing but a black, heart-shaped pasty. She'd plastered it over the swollen mound of the boyfriend-only hole, a present for Prince Luna to unwrap at his leisure. A red beret sat just behind her horn, giving her that whole "slutty French girl" look that could drive grown men to weep... Mostly from their cocks~
It was trashy, filth-wear for certain, but it looked like high society fashion compared to the outfit Rarity had picked out for Suri! The purple-maned middle-aged floozy had a tiny purple dress on with platform heels and thigh-highs.
Behind the pair, Coco Pommel, Prim Hemline, Photo Finish, Powder Rouge, Regal, Stella and the rest of Photo Finish's team were posing. All the girls were in outfits hand-picked by their team’s leader, the various outfits a perfect mix of sultry undress and high fashion. Under Rarity’s watchful eye, the girls went across the stage one after another, showing off their ensembles.
“Now these are all made to order, for anyone who’s interested in picking one up,” said Rarity, batting her long eyelashes towards Luna. “And don’t forget that goes for their clothes as well!”
Petite blue-haired Coco Pommel walked past. Prince Luna noticed Rarity had taken particular care and effort with the assistant pony's outfit. She had a special, expensive pair of latex socks running up her legs to the thighs, with gloves of the same material. She wore elegant strappy sandals that made her tower far beyond her normal height. Coco’s curves had been rather crammed into a tiny sailor suit with a breezy white shirt and super-tight white shorts. She'd even balanced an adorable little sailor’s hat with a tail on her head!
It made her figure so very there, all big and heavy and soft, and she put it to good use by flashing plenty of butt and thigh for the Prince. Coco was so rocked by the whole event that as soon as she reached Rarity's side of the stage she collapsed against one of the large wooden beams. She stood there panting, her chest rapidly rising and falling.
"I'm starting to have second thoughts about all this! Wh-What if he doesn’t like me?" whispered Coco, and Suri shot her a derisive glance almost right away.
"Wouldn’t that just be delightful for the rest of us, then? I’d be more than happy to take your meagre share of his attention, Coco!"
Rarity placed her hand on Coco's shoulder, drawing circles around the other girl's chest and planting a blue-painted kiss on her cheek. "I won't have you listening to her, darling. What stallion wouldn't want to pump shot after shot of his hot, thick, splattering baby-batter into you after such a darling performance! Now chin up, or you won't be able to see his raging stiffy!"
Coco flushed, tucking her hair behind an ear with a smile. "Thank you so much for this, Rarity."
“Wheee!” Pinkie Pie was the next to explode onto the stage, fireworks going off on either side as she leapt out. She was wearing quite the exquisite little pastiche of a magician's outfit, complete with a top-hat strugging with her mane of brightly shining hair. She rounded it out with gloves and shiny latex thigh-boots. The outfit itself was cut like a slingshot bikini, pinning her pink, milk-swollen bosom to her chest, with lots of nip-slipping on both sides! It also rather happily gave her plump pussy and thick behind lots of comfort and support! She straightened her bowtie, twirled her wand and got on with the show!
One by one she ushered on her assistants in tonight's show. She started with the colossal-chested Fluttershy and a daintier Rainbow Dash in matching Playcolt Bunny outfits! They were all here for the sole purpose of making that handsome cock rise and making Luna squeal in pleasure as it spurted its massive loads out!
The pair had dressed up in one-piece bunny swimsuits with a fur trim. It was, needless to say, fake. Fluttershy wouldn't have it any other way! The outfits were anything but conservative, with copious amount of flesh straining against them, trying to overwhelm and escape!
They'd accompanied their leotards with the most adorably floppy bunny-ears he'd ever seen. They looked so cute all tangled up in long pink hair and rainbow-streaked highlights! Both girls were in matching boots and gloves just like Pinkie's, but with the added addition of shiny steel rings around their necks. When Luna looked closer his little heart fluttered: both collars had his name engraved on them.
The message from Fluttershy at least was clear. She was a busty bitch who thrived at the bottom of the pecking order, where she could put her tongue to good use polishing boots with the utmost dedication. And it seemed like while Fluttershy kissed his left hoof, Rainbow would be making tongue-love to the right one. Who would have guessed she'd ever find a male to bow down to?
As the two reached the centre of the stage and pressed their ample bodies together, another aspect of their skimpy costumes stood out to the seated Luna. Those plump behinds were both capped by a pair of poof-ball tails that seemed like they were capping large objects wedged deep in their hungry butts! They held each other as they looked at him sheepishly, Rainbow’s small chest smooshed against Flootsy's bra-busting melons!
Most of the ponies here were well-endowed, but Fluttershy took it to the next level. Her breasts were so large they could manage to present even under a thick sweater like the ones she'd worn back home. Here and now, in clothes that pushed them up and out, they were all the more jaw-dropping! They jostled their chests together and blew him kisses.
They were soon joined by Octavia and Vinyl, one of Ponyville's more well-known "out" lesbian couples. Even now, they still seemed to have eyes for each other as much as they did the prince. They left horny little imprints on each other's bodies like they couldn't wait to strip down and free their needy bodies. Staying dressed, especially around the Prince, seemed like some unpleasant chore they were having to tolerate!
She with the Treble Clef Cutie Mark adorning her breeding hips was wearing a small set of black lingerie with plenty of peek to it. The tight-fitting corset, the miniature-gusset, the lacy black thong... It all looked so much the part of the seductress, a woman who would trick a man into pinning her to the bed and having his ruthless way with her. An outfit only worn for Vinyl in the past, now the DJ would get to see how it looked with a big, round tummy. After tonight, they'd both be at risk of becoming heavily-laden with the Moon's children, tummy's expanding in leaps and bounds.
Vinyl was in latex, the DJ's curvaceous form making its presence known under the tight, tight bodysuit she had on. No amount of vacuum-sealing could pin that top-heavy chest down, or the hips that housed the entrance to her naughty spots. Not when the male she was burning for, the prince she'd dreamed of, was right across the room for her! She took up position against Octavia much like Fluttershy and RBD were doing on the opposite side of the stage. To a woman the four batted their long eyelashes at him, hoping they'd be the one to receive his seed tonight. All four sets of hips squirmed and ground on their partner, reason falling by the wayside as their voices emerged one after another, pleading for a pussy-breeding.
Zecora was just about to hustle this group off the stage to make room for the next one, when Pinkie raised her hands and called for quiet. "Aht, aht, aht! I haven't shown my costume yet!"
Octavia, Vinyl and Fluttershy were almost off the stage when Pinkie spoke up. The musical duo looked to Fluttershy for answers, but the big-breasted bunnygirl just shrugged in confusion. She had no idea what was going on either. "Prepare... Fooooor, greatness!" Pinkie shouted, and with a flick of her wand she covered the stage in thick smoke!
It took just a few seconds for the smoke to dissipate, and when it did, Pinkie was gone. Everyone knew Pinkie for putting on a show, so this wasn't exactly out of the ordinary, but her being gone was still strange. Pinkie was deadset on winning this competition from the word go. She'd brought one of the strongest male-pleasuring, boner-arming weapons known to man!
The party pony gave everyone just a few seconds to wonder, before she leapt off the rafters, a set of cables making sure she descended gracefully. The first thing the prince noticed, was that she was no longer in her previous costume. The second thing he noticed was that she was no longer wearing underwear either, her full, glistening nethers on display for the entire room. She seemed unaffected though, her wide, playful smile still dancing delightfully on her lips as she fell. Perhaps taking just a tad longer than necessary, the pink pony planted her feet on the ground and removed the cables.
"How do ya like this, Princey? It's all the rage on the internet!" she laughed, pushing out her butt one way, and her chest the other. Pinkie Pie was only wearing a single piece of clothing. One that seemed to resonate with Luna on some basic, primordial level! It was sweater that was just long enough to cover up her pussy, when she wasn't moving, with a large, triangular hole snipped out of the chest. The party queen's impressive cleavage bulged against the slit, struggling to be free. Not even the fourth wall was going to get between Pinkie and the prince's plump pecker!
"The... Internet?" asked Luna. He felt troubled having to choose between staring straight into Pinkie's bust and trying to catch a glance of her slinky cock-trap.
"Oh, don't you worry about that my Prince!" she replied, turning around so her back was facing him. She bent forwards, causing the sweater to ride upwards, threatening to reveal her ass to Luna, and the rest of the room.
And on and on and on it went!
Pinkie and her group were soon followed up the rest of their tight-knit little group of friends. Applejack was helming what looked to be a second yearly Apple Family Reunion!
The Amazonian beast would've looked more suited picking him up and carrying him over her shoulder back to her cave than participating in a beauty contest. She emerged onto the centre of the stage, posing and flexing while younger Apple Family members swarmed about her ankles. The Apple-Bucker looked stunning. She'd put a spin on her usual farm girl attire with a denim dress that would've sat just below the throat on any other less-endowed pony. On her it was creaking with the effort of holding in her twin home-grown and bright-orange melons.
She started out holding a huge basket of apples like it weren't no thang, but soon graduated from there. Her relatives needed both arms to lift those chest-sized baskets, yet she hefted four over her head at once! With sweat beginning to bead on her forehead, the near-giantess fixed Luna with a steely glare and puckered her lips his way. Was it even safe for him to unload in any other pussy when this burly beast was thirsty for a dicking?
Apple-marked ponies began to hop off the stage, crowding around his throne. Their universal big sister stood over him and continued to flex and strain, while Apple Cobbler and Candy Apples fed him slices of delicious apple pie. A few others caught brief, glancing caresses along the crotch of his tight shorts.
It wasn't until many, many other groups had come and gone for the little Prince's amusement that Twilight finally made her move. She sashayed out all on her own, looking somewhat abashed for the fact! Everyone else had found partners, but the little introvert had been so busy getting her costume right she hadn't had time!
Now here she was, ready to sashay! Twilight's costume was a stunning work of art, the purple pony hemmed up in a few pieces of ornamental jewelry and some scraps of silk that looked like they were attempting to be sorceress garb. She looked like something out of the pen and paper roleplaying games she was so fond of!
Below an emerald necklace, she'd pinned her plump tits to her ribs with a bustier made from two triangles, stiff purple nipples throbbing in the cool air. Her skirt started between her legs and draped for quite a ways, not bothering to cover anything above her knees. It left her body, from her stomach to her extremely-thick thighs, completely bare.
"As a level 23 Enchantress, I'll make sure you fail your saving throw! Against seduction!" A collection of groaning and eye-rolling came up from the crowd, but Luna was smitten enough that he shushed them.
Twilight poked her tongue out playfully. She leaned forwards and gave him an eyeful of all that fun nerd cleavage, just letting boobies dangle out for his amusement.
Zecora clapped her hands, freeing Prince Luna from his trance. There were only so many tempting pussies and prodigious busts a stallion could look on before he lost his mind!
Over fifty ponies had paraded their bodies in front of him. Now the crowd had gathered itself around his throne, awaiting his judgment of who would get to slither on his lap first. While earlier in the night he'd tried to hide his raging erection, Luna long since surrendered to hungry gazes. He was now sitting with his legs wide apart to try to ease the tension in his crotch.
"Some of them are drooling," he thought to himself. It was good this was just to decide who got to go first. Some of these girls might turn into wild beasts if he had turned them away at this point!
He glanced to Zecora , wondering if the Zebra had any plans to cool their nerves a little bit. She clapped her hands again, and the servants soon had the wine flowing. It took the edge off the tension in the room ever so slightly. Once the mares had begun drinking and relaxing, he felt ready to make his decision.
"Well. Our Royal Eyes have considered many mares tonight and found you all to be delightful! Yes, dear ponies, take pride in pleasing your Prince!"
He drew himself up to his full, if diminutive, height. "We've gazed upon everyone from the beautiful and world-renowned Miss Fleur Dis Lee to the strong and capable representatives of the Apple Family. With so many talented ponies in attendance, We have total faith in the future of the Castle of the Two Siblings! Choosing one pony would be too difficult to do..."
He faltered, trying to choose the right words. A servant helped a cup of wine into his hand and the tender monarch took a sip of the peach-flavoured beverage to clear his throat. "We will work hard to satisfy our mares, so..."
Rarity had insinuated herself onto his podium and now began to massage his shoulders. "No need to be shy, darling. We understand it's such a big, tricky, overwhelming decision... Especially for such a cute little Princey-wincey... But we'll support whoever you choose~"
Luna had the perfect target in mind. He cast his gaze across the crowded audience hall to a small, unimportant pony at the rear of the crowd. She was a winsome little filly who would have been a minor footnote in history if not for this moment provided to her. It was without question where the blue-haired, cream-coloured little honey believed she belonged. She seemed as out of place amongst all these horny mares as a mouse amongst cats. "Coco Pommel, please approach the Prince's Throne."
Coco's knees knocked as she look up towards where Luna was sitting. On its own, the throne that dominated the far end of the room would have been intimidating. But now even the stairs leading up to him looked impassable in her current frantic state of mind! She might as well climb a mountain than Luna's lap!
"Are you sure, your Highness?”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Coco realized her blasphemy. The frazzled pony quickly tried to cover. “I mean, Suri or Rarity are surely more..."
Zecora moved behind the shortstack, massaging her shoulders from behind. Each of those great black and white breasts found a resting spot on Coco's shoulders, trapping her in a prison of bosom!
Coco was a head shorter than most of the ponies in the room, yet extra busty for her size. She sported a soft pair of breasts that could rival a few of the chestier girls for their ability to make a boy’s eyes light up. From behind you could have mistaken her from a Cutie Mark Crusader, just with tits twice as big! Coco gasped at Zecora's touch, tensing up even more than she already had!
"Come now Coco, do not be afraid. This is the moment for which you prayed."
"Am I worthy?" Knock-knock went her knees and throb-throb went her lower body. She blushed and wrung her hands.
Coco had to admit it: her wide, curvy hips were itching to try out whatever this this long-haired beauty sent her way. She wanted to be the toast for some of Luna’s butter!
Luna lifted his hands from the arms of his throne. Without needing an order, Rarity clasped one, while Applejack diligently took the other. They escorted him to Coco, guiding the prince from his throne and down the steps. They were both holding their breath, cradling the Prince’s fingers as if he were made of porcelain.
Coco had assumed she was the shortest pony in the room, but the night-fleshed princeling with the star-specked hair had her beat! “Golly,” she thought to herself. “That’s a big package he’s got inside those shorts. Must be cramped. And sweaty. How does he carry it? He’s so small. Oh my...”
It was like someone had taken the member of the largest, strongest stallion they could find and let it hang between the legs of a cute little filly! He was so slender, yet he had such a great, big, fat cock, with no regard for whether it looked reasonable or not. He was like a fantasy come to life.
She was swooning. The feeling of perversion from seeing such a big stiffy hanging off such a slender frame had Coco reeling. She needed air or she’d faint! He was just so perfect. He couldn’t possibly fail in his duties tonight.
“He’s an actual God. You’re going to... To... With a God...” She was trying to comprehend, but it was hard to think when every equine instinct Coco had was pounding on her to get on him already.
He freed his fingers from Rarity's grasp. With immense elegance, the Prince tossed his magnificent, star-specked mane. He swept it to one side. Luna was smiling in a pinched way, eyes bright like he had a joke on his mind. The number of horny mares eyeing him off right now and plotting to stuff his cock inside a comfy pony-pussy had him pleased.
Luna addressed Coco in the Traditional Canterlot Voice. "Coco Pommel! Your great Prince Luna has selected you to go before your fellow mares for the great bravery you have displayed here today! It warms Our heart to know that you came here today. And you did so, despite feeling you had the least chance of securing a position amongst Our Everlasting Harem!”
“Listen well, ponies! We, Prince Luna, have come to Our decision and We will not be denied! Now let yourself be witness to the punishment for those who disobey!”
He reached out and enclosed her fingers in his. He looked up at Coco and spoke in his softest little voice. “Coco. Tell Us exactly what the problem is.”
Coco squeaked. Luna hadn’t just noticed her, but the attraction was mutual? Part of her wanted to slink away back to the shadows, while another part of her thirsted in being in the limelight.
All these super-experienced, cock-teasing goddesses were going to show her up. Rarity could have made Prince Luna’s semen flow out with a single glide of those manicured fingers over his pole. Fleur had the finest features in all Canterlot. Just seeing her mascara running and her saliva dripping from his penis would have been enough to make the Prince splatter her face and tits with a tsunami of seed! And then there was Fluttershy’s tits! Twilight’s huge brain and her encyclopedic knowledge of hot sex positions! Pinkie’s ass! Aloe and Lotus’s years of perfected service! Her mind frazzled as she looked around at the crowd of girls. They were all so much better suited to receive her Prince’s seed and Coco let out a nervous little laugh. “Mm. Haaa.”
Well, there was nothing else for it. She drifted up towards the icon of worship she’d lived in awe of her entire life, prepared to fulfill any request and obey any order. She’d be his slave if that was what he wanted.
This single moment of the Prince’s attention, his gentle whisper of praise before her peers was too much for her. Her heart swelled and her lower body got completely out of control. She was into a heat stronger than she’d ever felt in her entire life. Coco Pommel completely and irreversibly fell in love with Prince Luna. Her small soul joined the others bound to his.
In a whisper that was barely audible, she gasped, "E-Even if I wasn't blessed with the Prince's seed, I... I still wanted to be, um, useful to you. I'd do anything you wanted. From helping the other girls be cute and pretty for you, to preparing the meals you need to keep your strength up. I... I would have been happy in the background, even if I’d never received so much as a glance from you, my Prince,” she finally finished.
Zecora and Luna shared a saccharine smile. The Zebra finally released Coco, turning her attention back to the crowd. "The Costume Contest has reached its ends! I thank you all, my dearest friends! Coco will now claim her prize, as dear Prince Luna spreads her thighs! But please don't think we're at the end of the fun!"
She snapped her fingers and a side-door suddenly burst open. Pinkie Pie was there, and she was quick to begin wheeling in an enormous set of trays! She'd stocked them to the brim with every single mare-stunning beverage known to Ponykind. Everything from Applejacks to Phony Ponies to Magics and Raspberry Cream Pies. She gave Zecora the thumbs up and the Zebra continued where she'd left off.
"For Nightmare Night has just begun! Once Luna has had his first plunder, who will be next? That, I wonder..."
Luna touched his fingertips to his chin. He’d expected to retire to his private sleeping quarters, where he and Coco could enjoy a few leisurely hours alone! Who would be next? He hadn’t even fully worked out what he was going to be doing with Coco yet!
And he wasn't going to get the opportunity, either! No, Luna would have to let instinct tackle what to do with the gorgeous little mare before him. Because right this second the Prince had something entirely else to deal with. All the candles were suddenly snuffed, casting the room in an intimate blue hue. Orgasm-pink magical lights took their place, making sweaty flesh glisten in the dark.
Some of the ponies around him began to raise a little hubbub. There was confused murmuring, from those as out of the loop as he was, and excited squeals, from the few who knew what was coming. They'd been waiting all night for this!
A throbbing sound began that seemed to start in the back of his head. It soon graduated into pulsing, pounding music that piped up from some other place. In less than a minute, his senses of sight and sound were overwhelmed and his sense of smell was going on next.
The music around him first made the fillies giggle and smile in a flushed, overheated way. It wasn't long before they began to move of their own accord. All around Luna, brightly-coloured pony pals were getting ready for the rest of the night. They loosened or flat-out removing their clothes. They fetched each other fresh drinks and began to move sensuously.
Mares he'd never seen act out even once were abandoning their bookish demeanours. They downed their drinks and batted their eyelashes in his direction. The scent of sweaty, gyrating ponies began to fill the room.
Some fillies didn't know what to do with themselves at all and just moved on the dance floor. They shifted in time with the hot, erotically-charged rhythms.
It seemed like everyone still had more plans for him! It wasn't enough to surround him with all these pussies, they had to make sure tonight was even more special than that. So this was what Celestia had been talking about with bringing out his dominant side... In a room packed to the brim with horny mares that were dancing and drinking and partying, he'd roughly take every pony in arm's reach. Or get consumed by a mounting tidal wave of hormones!
Luna would win or lose against these horny gals, but his fate tonight was firmly in his own hands. He hadn’t felt this in control of his life since he’d held the title of Nightmare Moon. It felt like he could do anything he wanted at that moment. Mm!
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Author's Note
Well, this wraps up PLSDIM! There's no planned continuation for the time being, but who knows what's gonna happen~ Thanks for reading everyone!
Naughty Neighing Nepotist Needs Nubile Nightmare Night NightMares Nightly, Nuptials Not Necessarily Negotiable
Luna fixed Coco with those big green eyes. He fluttered those long lashes, looking more the part of a dizzy-headed bimbo than a sultry seductress as he lowered that thick, cushioned rear of his down on one of the room's many couches. He let out a perfectly cute sigh as the padded softness swallowed his booty up.
The little monarch just didn’t feel his throne would be comfortable enough for what he was getting up to tonight!
The small, shapely prince unzipped his shorts, eased ‘em off and spread his plump thighs apart, enticing her to come a little closer. Seemingly all on its own that magnificent, hard stallion cock sprung up, totally bare in the middle of a roomful of cuties and more than ready to play.
A few of the more mature mares began fanning themselves in the presence of the drooling beast. Others were content to avert their gazes and steal glimpses of his gigantic, swollen nuts out of the corner of their eyes.
The question on all their minds was the same: how could anyone possibly be expected to wait turn when there was a slender, wide-hipped little God-Prince right there in front of them with his cock out and ready to make love?!
As the hot music throbbed in her ears, Coco found herself stepping towards her new stallion with just the slightest hint of a wiggle in her extra-thick hips. A tug of her shorts' zipper was all it took to bare that pent-up, red-hot pussy to him, then she followed it up by bending all the way forwards. Coco guided her shorty-shorts down to her ankles, stepped one hoof out and kicked them away into the crowd. She was pantsless in front of the boy she admired the most in the whole kingdom, ready to offer up her virginity to Divinity.
There was a hefty crowd of mares gathered behind her now, and she realized all of them could see her big, bare butt as she wiggled over to dat dick! Coco sported a meaty plus-sized booty formed from a lifetime of sitting on her hindquarters all day long, and it was going to look just fabulous filling up Luna’s lap. And the view could only get better once it was shiny and dripping with sweat from bouncing up and down on him, perfect peach split wide open by that engorged male glans. Oh boy!
Coco was burning with shame at the thought of taking this wonderful dick's first time away from all those horny pussies, but it wasn’t her decision! She’d been ordered to split her meaty puss open on this fat cock and cum her brains out, and that was that! Sorry, girls~!
But the other ponies hardly had room to be jealous. They might not be the ones to ride out their little prince’s lust, but they got the next best thing: their very own private porn show!
A few of the girls started to get more comfy, wanting to watch this pervy gal get wrecked by their ruler’s stiff dick, thirsting for the sight of Coco laid out with her eyes rolled and a river of semen gushing from between her legs! She’d look perfectly princessly! Adorable!
Maybe they’d even go and give her little kisses afterwards and help her ride out the post-coital bliss. Luna would probably be balls-deep in another mare by then. Proper and polite aftercare was the least of his worries right now!
With the most prized object in all of Equestria right below her, Coco couldn’t help but tremble as she mounted Luna, placing her thighs on either side of his and pressing her knees against the back of the couch. She got closer to him, unable to keep a look of cross-eyed bliss off her face as she settled down on him. Coco was smiling ear to ear!
“Ahh, I’ve... Never been on top before,” she admitted, while Luna’s hands found their way to her large, soft butt. Her behind was so plump, so cushy... A stallion could have used this fleshy body as roughly as he wanted for hours and hours without getting tired!
Coco had always imagined her first time would be like the romantic heart-throb novels she’d buried her nose in on so many warm evenings and late nights, with a taller, stronger stallion pressing her to the sheets. He’d pin her under a broad, muscled chest and whisper naughty things in her ears, telling her he’d take her whether she wanted him or not... And now here she was, so much larger than her mate that she couldn’t even meet him eye to eye!
Instead, Coco found herself peeking at the top of his mane while his face was working its way between her rack. He looked so cute down there, a beautiful face peeking up at her from under the cosmos that was threaded through his waist-length hair. Coco immediately resolved to make him comfier than ever by cupping the back of his head and pushing him forwards. Warm, fleshy breast smooshed both of Luna’s cheeks.
"Are you sure you really want me?" she whispered in his ear one last time, a sudden surge of insecurity showing on her face. Despite the question, she was crooning and moving her hips at him, dripping clear fluids directly onto that sizzling hot cock. Coco’s wet and vulnerable pussy was poised directly over Luna’s cock, ready to dip down and snap him up.
Without saying a word, Luna leaned into Coco, pressing his small purple lips against her pink ones. The soft smacking sounds of their mouths coming together again and again soon filled the room. She took his dangling arm and guided it to the small of her back, making sure he had a firm grip on her.
Coco looped her arms around his neck. They pressed their needy, hot bodies together and kissed for long, long minutes. Luna continued to cup her ass and give it little squeezes, praising her body with every touch.
Just when the other girls were beginning to get impatient, Luna made his move. The little butt-grabber couldn’t take it anymore! He wanted to try out his first pussy! He grasped Coco's hips, making her yelp, and brought his little pony inside the stable. The slightest movement was all it took to split her and they both just trembled for a long moment, holding each other tightly. Then they both moved together, arching their backs and mewling as inch after inch of Luna’s magnificent shaft speared her nethers.
Coco forced her hips downward, letting her greedy pussy engulf inch after inch of the prince's member. She sighed in his ear as she felt her ass firmly resting on his thighs. “Mmmm...”
He looked up at her from between her big tits, the weight of her bosom pushing his cheeks up together against his lips. "We have already made our decision, Coco Pommel. We shall not be swayed. Mmmn... We demand a beautiful, big-breasted mare... With large nipples and... Mmm...”
The cream-colored pony's face turned as red as a cherry, both from the feeling of that mighty shaft working its way inside her and the prince's pleasing words. Hearing him proudly announce he wanted her had flipped her naughty switch but good. Coco suddenly went to town on her sailor suit, showering the floor with buttons as she freed her breasts, depositing those big, luscious nipple-capped peaks out in the open. She wanted nothing between her mountainous mammaries and Prince Luna’s head!
Realizing she may have gone a bit too far, Coco released Luna, only to discover the prince had a dazed and mesmerized look on his face. She couldn’t help herself and stuffed a pink nipple into his mouth. “Do you like my scent, Prince Luna? You can sniff and taste me as much as you want. ♥”
They began moving their hips in rhythm, Luna's upward thrusts meeting Coco's downwards. She eased him out until just the tip remained inside, then slipped him back inside with a clap of flesh meeting that made every pony in the room itch to have her pussy teased.
The combination of free-flowing wine and outdoors sex had the other ponies up and steaming between their thighs, every last mare wanting to slide that royal pole up into her sweet-spot, and then wring out every last drop of semen from those overstuffed nuts. Every way Luna looked, he saw girls rubbing up on each other with breasts bigger than cantaloupes, mares openly kissing to ease their lust off a little bit.
There was a forest of wide hips and plump bottoms every which way he looked, barely constrained in scanty underwear or not at all. Everyone was smiling and blushing in equal amounts, flesh flushed and curvy female bodies ripe for the plucking.
A moan by his ear made the little monarch realizing Pinkie Pie was too steamed up to wait any longer and she’d pounced on Rarity, pinning her most elegant friend to the wall just a few feet away!
“Pinkie, please, I... Ohhh, mmn! ♥” Rarity was silenced by a kiss. She let her candy-coloured friend pin her plush body to the wall, their big boobies flattened and smooshed together as Pinkie stroked off her gal-pal’s nipples with her own. Once Rarity was sagging and whimpering for mercy, Pinkie had a knee in place to keep her up right away, urgently working between Rarity’s thighs.
Some of the other girls began to crowd in around Luna and Coco. While little Luna was still moving his hips, still plunging into the first of his wives with all of his strength, the erotic environment demanded he look and forced him to tear his eyes from her boobies to look at so many other racks. Yellow breasts, black breasts, blue breasts, pink breasts...
Every time he found himself lingering over a pair of breasts, some extra-lewd layer of arousal would be heaped on top of it. It wasn’t enough, in anyone’s mind, to just strip off and wait for him to come to them. They were competing. They liked competing. Competing made them horny and feisty and squirmy!
With the contest over, the girls could go back to drawing their mate’s attention to their pleated nethers in the more traditional way, namely waggling titties and wiggling their butts for him. In this secret environment where fillies were free to be as enticing as they liked, everyone wanted him to look at their soft bodies!
His sight wasn’t the only sense reeling: Luna’s ears were full of the needy moaning of females all around him. He heard his name over and over again, most often followed by some of the clearest instructions he’d ever heard in his life. After a lifetime of skirting around their needs like they had to pretend they didn’t exist, the good girls of Equestria could just line up and mewl for stiff penis like they’d always wanted to.
Some just moaned like animals, totally helpless without princely ejaculate filling them up and giving them satisfaction!
Rainbow Dash dangled a sloppy, kissable tongue over her own bosom, waggling it back and forth like a treat for good boys.
To her right, Gilda was leaning over the back of a couch, resting her head on her huge, white chest. She gave him a grin, forming a circle with one thumb and forefinger and jabbing her other forefinger roughly inside it. Not wanting to be one-upped, Rainbow threw herself onto Gilda’s back and mimed fellatio, bulging her cheek lewdly and giving him a thumbs up with her other hand!
As the spectacle went on, the ponies around him crowded closer and closer... His view to the others still dancing and drinking was finally squeezed out, the last whispers of the party vanishing between the wall of soft, all-natural titties every colour of the rainbow crowded around him.
Breast after breast after breast was dropped on top of Luna’s small body, hands pawed at him, legs wrapped around him. He was fully enclosed in a fleshy blanket of girls, drunk on a soupy mix of pheromones and his natural divine cuteness. They wouldn’t even consider unsticking themselves from him until he’d pounded all of their tight, hot bodies into submission.
Was this Celestia’s plan? Learn to be dominant, or suffocate underneath all this female flesh? She’d certainly recruited enough pussy for it!
A wall of sound rose up around him, a dozen voices all trying to speak to him at once. Combined with their bodies insistently rubbing on him, poor Luna could hardly keep up with it all. He focused on the sensation of Coco’s pussy milking his urgently-thrusting shaft and his building orgasm, but the other girls wouldn’t let themselves be shut out.
Purple breasts smooshed up against his cheek, crossing the expanse of his face all the way up to his ear. "... Must consider that I am the most capable, so..."
A pink bosom splashed playfully onto his chest, dripping something that must have been alcoholic. "... Really, really, really, really, really wanna try it, sooo..."
“... Clearly the best for bearing your children, you shouldn’t accept any substitutes, so just...”
Luna might have gone wild from all the neediness and ego-stroking, if not for a very sudden, but not entirely unwelcome interruption blocking out all light and sound. As it turned out, not everyone in the castle had been present for the Costume Contest! It might be hard to believe, but while Luna’s staff had been hard at working preparing a veritable feast, costumes and a grand stage for the girls to compete on, a lazy duo had been napping through the day and were only just now turning up to stake their claim on Prince Luna!
Those naughty little minxes, Lyra Heartstrings and Bonbon, had arrived on the scene and were ready for some cock! They exchanged a sly pair of smiles as they got out of their clothes, then sidled their way on through the crowd of mostly nude ponies up to Coco and Luna’s makeout reserved make-out spot. Such gatecrashing!
To be fair to her, Bonbon had been dreaming small. When confronted with a large, dripping cock deep inside another girl, the pink'n'purple-maned beauty's thoughts mostly turned to just tiding those breeding lovers over, making sure everyone was having a good time... She would have been perfectly happy just working Luna's medial ring when it wasn't stuffed up inside Coco, rubbing her face on his shaft, tonguing the spot where her stretched-out pussy was being ravished by his cock...
Yes indeedy, if it had just been cutie Bonbon there, putting her lips upon his massive, cumfilled balls and lapping at him with her skilful tongue coating his sack with her saliva, nobody would've had a problem!
It was when Lyra climbed up on the back of the couch and threw herself buttfirst onto Luna’s face that the problems started! She just couldn’t wait her turn until Coco was done with her new master’s big, strong member... Nope~
She smothered his face completely under her large, green rear-end, shutting the sound of the crowd out altogether. Lyra didn’t have to worry about toppling off either: it was easy for her to get her full-figured booty down on his chest and get in his face... He had about three other pairs of tits rubbing on his cheeks and shoulders, so the greedy gal just went ahead and made a seat out of ‘em!
“Lyra!” chorused the other girls, but she touched her fingertip to her lips and gave ‘em all an impish smile... Early bird gets the worm and all that! It didn’t help she wasn’t even wearing a costume, just her birthday suit and a pervy, tongue-lashing grin as she rubbed her pussy on his lips. He pushed his nose into her pink folds and began to kiss and suck on her, tasting anything she wanted him to!
The confident and cocksure pony was looking down at him like a predator who'd found her mark, her tongue stuck out over her top lip. That spectacular windswept bob look she was always rocking was nicely mussed up, only one glowing yellow eye visible under all the blue and white, her thick eyelash batting seductively.
Lyra bucked her hips on his face. She arched her back and just let her sloppy tongue flop out, a look of total dopeyness on her lovestruck face. “Eee! Mm! I’ve made it big, mmhm~ A royal pussy-licking, neeheehee...” She braced herself on Luna’s shoulders, cupping his face with both hands, making him stare up into her eyes. "That's really good! You're good at that, Luoo-oooohm!"
Luna’s personal attendants began to move to get that crazy gal off of him, but he stopped the busty beauties with a quick wave of his hand. He had to handle stuff like this on his own! He slapped both hands onto Lyra’s fat ass with a pair of loud cracks and dove in.
He worked away at the beauty’s moist nethers, one tongue-lash after another. He could have lovingly gone at her for hours, if Coco hadn’t surprised him with a sudden, extra-lewd grind on his big hard member! His eyes crossed and his tongue shot as deep into Lyra as it could possibly go. His tongue slipped all the way into that velvet sheath, and that was all it took for Lyra to begin moaning greedily. She pressed down onto him and rode out a long, hard orgasm.
Lyra settled down on Prince Luna’s face. Most ponies might have considered that enough cheekiness for one day, but she wasn’t about to leave without reminding him she’d be back for more soon.
As she slowly slipped off, she sank down into his lap and trapped his twitching cock between her large hindquarters, slapping his meat from one cheek to the other with the sort of loud slaps only a truly colossal ass could produce. “Having you lick out my pussy got me really hot and wet, Princey... I’ll be back soon to feel your hard cock jammed deep in here, heehee~”
She felt both her arms being gripped by multiple pairs of arms and consented to being tugged out of Luna’s lap, but not without a dismissive roll of her eyes. “I’ll be baaaack!”
With all that attitude out of his lap, he was able to focus on Coco again... He leaned in and kissed her on the lips, bracing himself to ride out his orgasm. He was going to make his first mother, right here and now. Prince Luna was squirming with desire to dish out his first deep womb shot.
“Mmn... I... I can’t hold back any longer...” His boiling hot cock was ready to shoot! Luna arched his back, gripped the soft females crowded around him and began thrusting at top speed.
This was it! He was going to cum inside a pony’s pussy without any protection! The thought surfaced in his mind for just the briefest of moments before pleasure whited it out. He cried out abruptly, held on tight to Coco, and began shooting deep inside. His shaft gave a few hot twitches and erupted a boiling hot mess into Coco.
“He’s cumming! The Prince’s thick cum is filling me!” Coco buried her face in his shoulder and moved back at his fountaining cock, holding him tightly as she panted and rode out her own open-mouthed orgasm. With a look of utter bliss on her face, Coco had received a bountiful load of semen from the young prince. “Thank you for filling me with cum during my ovulation, Prince Luna!”
Coco looked delirious, cock-struck and drooling on herself, a fierce blush burning away on her cheeks! She sat limply on top of him, with no strength left to move anymore, just enjoying Bonbon’s tongue flicking along her pussy when it wasn’t plastered to Luna’s cock.
The other girls packed around her, supporting her so she didn’t slip off of the Prince’s lap and getting plenty of lewd touches on both of them. The fingers of one of his hands interlaced with her, while his other hand found purchase on one of those heavy orbs sitting on her chest. She was so dizzy she barely even noticed, until the other girls began to not-so-subtly nudge her towards him, his fingertips disappearing into her bouncing, squishy tits. Just the lightest amount of pressure was enough to set off a minor chestquake, Coco's breasts wobbling from side to side. Boing!
"How was he?" she was asked, and the bubble-headed assistant could barely find the words to respond! How could she encapsulate the sensation of being petted by Luna, feeling his plump glans scratching itches she'd never known she'd had?
She looked up at those faces smiling down at her, lost in a fully-open-mouthed pant, and squeaked, "He won me! He's really amazing... I'm so glad I could be the first dish in our Prince's royal banquet!"
Luna freed his steely cock from her pussy, disgorging a few droplets of semen onto Bonbon’s pretty face in the process, and collapsed onto one of the nearby couches.
With fresh seed still oozing from her puss, she leaned back and started teasing her pussy, touching her quivering, still sensitive spots while pushing it back inside at the same time. Maybe even all the way to her womb! She wanted to be the first to bear Luna's young!
It only took her a few moments of touching herself to reach a second orgasm, her entire body stimulated by the intoxicating scent of Luna's essence. She raised her fingers to her face and stared quietly with awe at the smelly white stuff dripping from her hand, realizing just once wasn’t ever going to be enough. She tasted his gift to her with a ginger little lick, taking her sweet time to savour the flavour as much as possible.
Meanwhile, the other girls barely noticed all this, much too focused on Luna’s cock now that it was free to fuck some more. In fact, it was even bigger and harder than before and the smell rising from it was even more incredible! That such a rigid, hard shaft had just rampaged inside of poor, sweet Coco... It was unthinkable.
They knelt around it, noses twitching and eyes watering, breathlessly raping his member with dozens of pairs of eyes.
"It's so big..." worshiped Fluttershy, her hand going like crazy between her thighs. Her nostrils flared as she got a little bit wetter from the smell alone. "I h-hope nobody gets hurt, um, going up and down on it..."
"Trixie will more than gladly take your spot if you're concerned! Save that innocent little fluff for later and give this Magician a no-mercy pussy pounding!"
Luna shivered as a wave of cool air washed over his cock, and everyone cooed in sympathy.
"Darlings, please! I can't believe we're all sitting here admiring him while he's just about crying from lack of pussy! It's high time we tucked him away somewhere warm."
The other mares began trading shifty glances around his penis, as those who so readily spoke of the importance of friendship struggled with the greedy urge to just mount up!
All eyes turned to Bonbon. This entire time, the talented little sucker had been attached to Luna’s nuts like they were her new best friends, both her yellow cheeks bulged like a chipmunk. She popped them free with a loud slurp, her saliva oozing off of those huge dark nuts in big dollops.
“What’s everyone lookin’ at me for? Have I got something, schlurp, on my face?” she chirped, all while holding his cock with both hands and slithering her plump tongue up and down the shaft.
“Young Bonbon!” roared their Prince in the Royal Canterlot Voice. “One shouldst properly present thyself before handling the Royal Canterlot Member so unabashedly!”
“Ohhhh~ Well, like, hiii! My name is Bonbon and your cock is, like, super-duper tasty, so if you could just feed me, my stomach is growling... I’m just gonna... Auuuhm.”
She opened her mouth up big’n’loose like she’d practised for swallowing cocks big enough for two stallions. Bonbon carefully gauged the size of the flared head, only drooling on it a little in the process, then carefully began working her lips down towards the base. The sounds! What a slurp-fest, every throat-bulging gulp accompanied by the puddle of saliva dripping onto the floor getting a little big! And everypony within sight could see the way Bonbon’s cheeks and the bottom of her mouth bulged when she moved her tongue: she was giving him a spin-cycle down there, circling his shaft and keeping him dizzied with those super-naughty oral techniques.
“Is it good?” asked Lyra, and Bonbon popped it free long enough to give her a thumbs up.
“You’ve just gotta try this... Mmlph.” She grinned and flicked a peace sign, tongue hanging right along the blunt head of his penis as she posed for pictures. “I’m addicted for life! Sorry, Lyra!”
Lyra put the back of her hand on her forehead, faking a swoon. “Oh noooo~”
Bonbon grinned up at Luna like one satisfied little kitten. His virile penis was leaking spunk directly onto her forehead, which just made the grin widen all the more. “Hey... You wanna ram this spunk-rod inside me and my girlfriend, Prince Luna? We’re, mm, totally not too young to have your babies. Probably.”
Luna sniffed playfully, turning his nose up and pouting as if the entire affair was just such a big hassle and he'd much rather be doing his hair right now! A sly smile slowly inched its way across his face, letting the mares know he intended to make good on their cravings! “We... We will accept this amongst our princely duties, yes!”
With no hesitation, Bonbon rose from between his legs and smothered his chest in breast-flesh, one leg cocked in the air. "How do you wanna do me? Giggle!”
"Steady thineself, fair Bonbon! You are but one maiden of many, and your Prince's royal lust yearns for a far greater banquet than yon supple flesh might sate alone."
“Pinkamena!” he called.
The pinkster herself had had her full attention on making Rarity whimper at that very moment, but she shot bolt-upright when her name was called. “Yessie-yes, Princey?”
The bubble-bootied pinkette was on him in a moment, dropping her Behind Of Wonders onto the couch with so much weight and strength Behind it that it was a Wonder it didn't just cave in! That poochy-bellied creampuff was almost taking up two whole cushions with those thunder-thighs.
Pinkie's breast-window sweater was up around her hips, so when she slowly and lazily spread her legs apart, everything was on display. She showed her super-special party hangout spot to Luna without any shame at all. "Whatcha need, Princey? Want us to play Hotdog Bun?"
"Perhaps We shall undertake that sojourn soon!" he considered. It was all he could to not just devolve into gibbering at the sight of Pinkie's steamy nethers. His finger started out balanced on his plush lips, but the monarch's digit soon slipped between his kissables for a suckling.
Luna had a mystified, intrigued look, wondering how encyclopaedic Pinkie's Sex-Lexicon actually was. "But first, we would entreat you to handle this one for Us! Take a seat, dear Bonbon."
He beckoned Bonbon onto Pinkie Pie's lap, the filly placing herself across the pink-haired pony's thighs, arms wrapped around Pinkie's neck like a pair of sweet, sweet lovers.
Pinkie kissed her on the forehead and giggled. "Hi!"
She soon cottoned on and gripped Bonbon’s behind firmly, pulling her buttcheeks apart and in so doing giving Luna full view and access.
"She’s primed and ready for the rocketship, Prince-y!” Pinkie managed, before her words dissolved into another fit of giggles. A firm slap-crack to Bonbon's rear was soon in the mix.
How could the prince ever resist such an inviting display? He moved up onto his knees and shifted forwards until his member connected with Bonbon's plump labia. Prince Luna speared straight ahead, letting out a gasp as he bottomed out.
“Yes! Simply incredible! This pleases your Prince muchly!” Luna threw his head back, tossing a sparkling cascade of waist-length moonbeams as he began moving back and forth inside Bonbon, Pinkie’s cheers just faintly audible from under the other girl’s chest. She could've gone on like that for some time if he hadn't popped free of Bonbon and pushed directly into a gooey hot Pie right after, making her tongue pop out. "Eeeee! He's inside me!"
While he was hard at work trying on both their pussies, the two girls began softly kissing each other, getting to know each other a little better. In between kisses, they crooned soft words to each other, giggling and blushing and glancing back at him sometimes. Mostly they just moaned and panted as their three bodies gently rocked together on the couch, both of the beautiful ponies itching to get filled up.
They could have been locked together like that for some time, if not for the other ponies already beginning to grow impatient again. As the press of bodies came in front behind, Pinkie Pie ended up on her back with a squeal, Bonbon on top of her, and Luna supporting himself with a hand on her big cream butt!
Luna's other hand was indisposed at the moment: While he'd been distracted with Bonbon's tight pussy, the ever-vigilant Cheerilee had snuck in by his side, taking his free hand and pushing it up against her bosom, inviting him to have a feel.
"We can't have you getting so caught up with these two you forget there's other ponies patiently waiting their turn, now can we?" she asked, cupping him by the back of the head and gently pushing his face between her breasts. He licked and suckled at her bosom like a baby.
With that wild music pumping in his ears, Luna once again found himself looking around the room. Every which way he looked, there were girls. Packs of moaning, squealing harem-girls.
Even not accommodating for the ten or so ponies on the couch with him, there were another 40 or so dotted around the room, dancing or... In many cases, just paired off with another girl and grinding and rubbing on other couches together. It made his head spin to think he could have walked over and dangled his cock over any of them and instantly had a warm, wet mouth take him in all the way to the tonsils. Any of them.
Vinyl and Octavia were sitting on a couch, trading lipstick-smears, the lovers as intimate together as they would have been at home, even if they were just waiting their turns for the bull. When they saw him looking, Vinyl flipped a carefree salute while Octavia hooked a finger in her lingerie bottoms and waggled it enticingly. "Just say the word," they seemed to say.
Rainbow Dash was laying on her stomach a few couches away, halfway through a tall drink. When she saw him looking, she first grinned ear to ear, then rolled all the way over onto her back, throwing those plump little breasts topside. The multi-coloured strobe lights played over her stiff nipples and the bright-blue flesh. It was like being nude for him was the most natural and harmless thing in the world.
Luna kept looking in-between suckles at Cheerilee's chest, finding even more ponies looking his way. Applejack tipped her hat to him and played with her overalls enough to flash a large, brown nipple his way. The younger girls fresh out of school were gathered on the floor in a circle, playing with each other, drinking expensive drinks and just chit-chatting half out of their clothes.
Girls were everywhere. His girls. He was going to listen to every last beautiful pony in this room sing his praises in their sweet voices while they locked their legs behind his butt and invited him to kiss their wombs. These dirty girls had come here in droves to have their minds melted and to get filled up with happiness. They loved sex and cumming and breeding too much to want to live normal lives anymore!
As if his low-hanging nuts had been crying out for attention as a result of all these naughty thoughts, two ponies who might just have been Twilight Sparkle and Derpy Hooves affixed their lips to them, both planting sucks and kisses on a nut each. More tongues were on the move right after, and Luna could feel girls tasting and feeling him all over.
“Darling,” sang Rarity in his left ear.
“Lover,” cooed Trixie in the other.
The pair had both taken up a spot on each of his shoulders, kissing him when he wasn't sucking Cheerilee's breasts. “You’re doing a marvellous job so far, we have to say,” giggled Rarity.”
“Even Trixie has to agree there!” agreed the other Unicorn, swatting Bonbon’s upraised rear with the wand from her costume.
“But you know,” coddled Rarity, “There’s still lots of ponies demanding some attention!”
Trixie leaned in to chew his bottom lip vivaciously. Her rumpled hair fell over her face and she tossed it back with a laugh. “And by attention, you must know we mean that lurid black pole you’ve got for stirring fleshpots down there.”
Rarity turned her body until she was resting her breasts on him, a movement Trixie soon followed. “Taking your time is all well and good, but you should really finish up with these two. You’ve still got sooo many more pony pussies to fill up! So... If you want to be a good boy, and I'm suuure you do, finish up, mm?”
Trixie nodded, massaging his chest with her heavy sky-blue orbs. They were both pushing down on him like they wanted to pin him, both chewing his lips and trading saliva with him and each other in a little kiss-fest. “The sooner you get through the common rabble, the sooner you'll have the opportunity to unload inside a certain elegant, dazzling big-titty witch, mmhmhm.”
“Trixie!” giggled Rarity, playfully slapping the other girl. “I hope we’ve gotten your head back in the game, darling little Prince,” said Rarity, before they pushed him firmly back towards Bonbon, who’d been passing him back and forth with Pinkie and squeezing her puss around his dick this whole time!
He was dragged from his reverie and back to the pussy at hand. It was getting harder to focus. Harder to think. It felt like his higher brain functions were leaving him until all he could think about was the next pussy.
Twilight and Derpy suddenly felt his balls tighten up majestically, and both girls began gulping their throats, massaging his seed-pods extra hard, extra-insistently.
He must have been making such a face as he poured his semen deep inside Bonbon. Rarity looked torn between amusement and sympathy, struggling to keep a smile off of her features and failing as he wrung out every last drop of his volley deep inside of the beautiful pony.
"Good boy, good boy," Rarity cooed in his ear, and even in his haze, Prince Luna was aware of Trixie pinching his volatile cock with thumb and forefinger and threading it through the needle of Pinkie's pussy.
He arched his back, kissed Bonbon with all his love, and began letting a second ejaculation flow into Pinkie Pie, his seed very intent on having a fun party with her gooey eggs.
Trixie and Rarity raised their hands and both clapped once, a signal for the other girls to gather round as Luna eased down onto his back on the couch. Soon, both those upper-class snootsters were perched over him, rubbing their hands together in glee.
Without so much as a word, Rarity sat down directly in his lap, wriggling those wide hips around until her completely bare ass was nestled against his lap. She peeled her pastie all the way off and propped her bare pussy up against Luna's cock. The very large, masculine-looking cock was waiting for a taste of her, very at odds with its diminutive owner's small body. "Mm... It's about time these two got more acquainted, my dear Prince!"
Just like that, his lap was overflowing with soft, jiggly assflesh. There was just no possible way to keep his eyes to himself, and they were soon roving downwards, almost of their own accord, to travel over the very prominent, curvaceous swell of hips that must have been ordained by Gods. His right hand grabbed flower-smelling, baby-soft peach-ass, fingers sinking into that creamy booty.
"By the Moon..." he managed to get out, stroking up and down her rump, walking his fingers along her skin. With a small snicker, Rarity squirmed back against Luna's lap, her hips wriggling back and forth quickly to grind both of those plush, finely-perfumed cheeks against the hands now starting to wander upon it, fingers leaving little more than brief fingerprints that quickly left her taut, flawless skin. Her body arched, pushing that bubbly, heart-shaped bottom further back against him; she leaned forward and gripped his shoulders to keep herself steady.
He tugged her sweater up the small of her back slowly with his non-groping hand. Her back was just as silky-smooth as her ass once that curious hand started to drag her garments upwards. He rubbed his cheek up and down her chest, breathing hot air that tickled her flesh, rapidly losing his cool amongst the female pleasures she was puttin' out for him.
His hands on her body began to get a little more frantic... He placed both hands on her waist, then ran them down to her hips, then up around, stroking her skin just for the satisfaction of touching her, all while bringing the red, engorged head of that plump rod closer to the hot spot between her thighs.
His natural inclination was to hilt in her naughty, tight puss right away. With another snicker, Rarity leaned forward, offering her body for him to touch and rub as much as he wanted, even reaching down and lifting her sweater further upwards, giving him access to the tight, slender plane of her belly and both of her perky tits. She just barely raised it until it exposed the little candy-pops of her areola. She leaned backwards, perfectly lining up the tip of his cock with her lower lips.
"Pull me down already!"
That look in her eyes was one he was still getting used to. Luna had never whipped out that strong, twitching piece of cock in front of any girls until now, and her response was... intoxicating! She was looking at him like he was a man and it made him want to act like one. That slightly curved cock was dark and plump, especially around the fat, plum-shaped head that looked like it could scratch her insides nicely. The throbbing hot rod sat atop a large, sperm-stuffed nutsack. It was so vibrant and meaty and hard-looking!
"Mmmn, y-yes," he huffed, a ragged tone entering his voice. She felt him grab her hips much more possessively now, tightening his fingers around her lower body, both thumbs sinking into her ass to steady her. His growing need to fuck her right then and there was out of control. He drew her body back into him, touching his pricktip to her pussy lips, then shifting his left hand to rest on her tummy. He pulled her in, inch after inch sliding into Rarity's body. "Ghhaaahhh... By all Equestria, this pussy is too devilish! Do you seekest to enslave your Prince with this Tartarus-born chamber?"
It already felt like she was clamping and sucking and squeezing him, trying to make him cum as quick as possible. Rarity was goading him to do her. She was like a ravenous animal guided by the heat between her thighs. "Master..." she whispered softly to him. "Master, mmhmhm, you look like you're positively itching to shoot. Royalty or no, I know that look in a stallion's eye."
"Well, I insist you, sweetie~ Even if the other girls can't manage it, you can, nnm, hilt inside of me and cum as much as you want," she mewled.
Prince Luna arched his back and did just that. He surrendered to the urge to cum and filled Rarity's pussy to the brim, riding out one of the strongest orgasms of his life. This too-perfect Unicorn had given herself to him. Rarity wrung the virile sperm from his balls, her pussy feeling like the tightest, hottest one yet! His current situation of living as a sperm-dispenser was something every colt in the world dreamed of, and had he not been the prince of the Moon, he'd be convinced this was in fact just that, a dream.
As soon as Rarity was taken care of and moved aside, Gilda, Derpy, and Fluttershy rushed to fill up the space she'd left behind. Smoosh! Endless waves of creamy, multi-coloured titflesh smothered around Luna's cock, soaking it in their magical breasts, setting off a million tingling pinpricks of pleasure. They rubbed his belly and made love to his dick with their boobs, stroking them up and down the shaft.
"You better save some for us, dweeb," hissed Gilda, right before she dropped both of her heavy breasts on his face and squawked her approval of the tongue-lashing he gave her.
Trixie gave a low, rolling "Prrrr," flickering her tongue against her velvety lower lip. She slinked down to her knees, loooowering herself down until her massive, tightly-packed udders were wobbling in front of Luna's face. In response, his urethra suddenly peeled back to let out a huge glob of semen which dripped onto the couch.
The bad-girl sorceress slipped the tip of her tongue up between her teeth and luscious lip, probing carefully from one side of her mouth to the other. Luna's entire body was delightful. He had the gentle, svelte body of a curvy, cute boy, with a smoothness that was lovely to behold.
Beneath her, the prince was having much the same thoughts about the wizard. What a body she had! He could appreciate it all over again, moving towards full-bitch in heat mode just looking at Trixie's perfectly formed assets and realizing he'd get to breed with her. His small hands reached out for her body, laying gently on the mature woman's hips, stroking up and down them. He pressed his naked body up against that steel costume, the root of his dick touching up against the crotch of Trixie's suit.
"Mmph... By royal decree, unshoulder your clothes and let Us touch bare flesh! This garment has grown unsightly in our eyes! Begone at once, traitorous clothes, for we crave the flesh of Trixie!" He wiped a trickle of drool from her chin, then looked up to meet the mercenary gal's eye. "At once!"
Trixie pursed her lips and blew a soft hush of air over Luna's neck and shoulder, not even needing to take her hands off of the Prince's cute, small body to remove her own suit, pulling it all off until her enormous blue breasts jiggled free, gleaming with a thin coat of sweat. Goodness gracious, what a luscious, fat, delicious-looking pair of tits! The breast-addicted Prince just wanted to curl up in her lap and suck. Trixie's toned tummy tensed against Luna's chest while that smooth cock nuzzled almost all the way up into Trixie's pillowy underboob. She lightly swung her chest lazily against Luna's face.
The other girls playing with Luna's cock were so transfixed by it they didn't even notice Trixie sitting her maternal hips down on the tip of his rod. She sank down the shaft with a whorish moan, trapping their breasts in place! She sat on them as she rolled her hips like a pro, tickling all her best spots with Luna's dick and, most of all, teasing his tip with her unprotected depths.
"Good boy," she murmured, petting Luna's beautiful silky hair, entrapping his enormous shaft and helping it to grind up inside of her. The two rocked gently together.
Luna was just the kind of boy who was perfect for Trixie. He was spoilt beyond belief, so it only made sense he'd be happiest with a thick, curvaceous woman who would pamper and pleasure him. The luscious, slender Prince cooed against Trixie's body. His wet tongue snaked out of his mouth freely and lapped at Trixie's tit as she arched her back to give him better access.
Eventually, the tension and pleasure was too much for him and the prince started moving faster, holding her tightly as his fat, drooling dick was massaged by her insides. Luna's super-pampered cock was getting ready to shoot, its owner aware that it was going to get whatever it wanted from now on.
Burying his cock deep in Trixie's pussy was all it took to drive Luna over the edge. The prince with the meaty dick stuck out his tongue and cried out, before he unloaded, shot after shot of semen splashing inside of Trixie, painting her insides white. It was another immense load, the entirety of his shaft hilted deep in Trixie as his little body squirmed against her larger one. "Uuu..."
The great and powerful pony slid off, mumbling something about not being beaten so easily, even if the spunk oozing from her slit and the way the ponies tugging her off of him told a different story!
With them out of the way, Gilda and her group was next, and the griffon made no effort to hide that she sure as hell was going first! The others knew that trying to stop her was a bad idea, and obediently moved aside, watching slack-jawed and wanting as his penis was gobbled up again!
Rather than just mount the prince, Gilda grabbed Luna by the legs and hoisted them all the way up, until only Luna’s shoulders were still on the couch. She bent him over, so he was kicking in the air, each movement making that big cock slap his thighs with loud claps and plaps. In this obscene position, Gilda grabbed the royal shaft, gave it a few playful strokes, and then lined it up with her naughty sleeve. She paused with him held like that. She was daring anyone to step in and stop her.
When the ponies continued to watch in silence, she took him deep inside of herself. She didn’t show any reaction to the penetration besides a light blush, although it might just be stoicism! She was trembling soon enough, panting and huffing as she rode him. With her hands now both free she grabbed the prince by the ankles and started moving herself up and down, letting him gaze up at her face and her massive chest while she rode.
Derpy and Fluttershy watched Gilda tearing into their monarch with quite some concern painted on their faces. And they weren't the only ones: as that cackling griffon twisted him this way and that, wrestling Luna's sore cock around to scratch every inner angle of her needy, beastly core, many of the ponies looked on sympathetically! Of course, this sort of thing was normal for hot and horny Griffon gals like her, but they could still feel concern for their cute little ruler! Gilda would bully him within an inch of his existence if it meant she got his life-giving fluids packed away inside her womb.
"Listen here, dweeb," she barked at Luna, leering at him and cracking a smirk. "I'm the only representative of the whole entire Griffon race here right now, so you better believe I ain't gonna stand by and let some hat-stitchin' floozy be the only one to guzzle at the well of spunk! You're gonna... hoooooo fuck that's good!... you're gonna hand that white stuff over or I'll really gonna get mean!"
Fluttershy leaned over his face and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek, followed a few seconds later by Derpy on the other side. "Just try to bear with it, Master," huffed the girl still in her playboy bunny outfit, running her fingertips over his forehead and planting a wet kiss there. "We're so impressed you're really going to take all of us on..."
She leaned right up to his ear and whispered with a smile: "You're such a little stud!"
Derpy nodded, clapping her hands together and setting those big boobs-a-jigglin'. She was wearing a pervy mail-gal outfit, with the top few buttons popped off and tons of cleavage spilling out. The grey-haired pony had originally arrived in the village by accident after mistakenly delivering some mail here, but then she saw everyone else hopping onto Prince Luna and as far as she was concerned, she wasn't leaving till she got to see what all the fuss was about! Besides, it's not like he wasn't a little cutie and all. She nudged Fluttershy and gave her a little wall-eyed wink.
"Ooh! Ooh! Yes, of course, I almost forgot, umm... Luna! Luna, are you alright?"
The little monarch had drifted away mid-sentence. Gilda was lifting her butt off of his ass every few seconds, easing that cock all the way out, then ruthlessly sitting down on him with a loud clap! She was the one fucking him, just about, and she didn't seem like she'd be happy until she'd milked the Prince for every last drop of his sticky hot spunk!
He was panting, drooling, a total mess... Derpy and Fluttershy looked up at that maniacal griffon, lost in her own power fantasies of dominating poor Prince Luna, and Fluttershy squeaked. "She's so dominant! Mmn... Mmn... It's not fair that she's the only feeling good, especially when it's so... Uhm, so hot to watch!"
"I'm sorry, Prince Luna!"
Seeming to reach a decision, the pair moved quickly, rising up and slapping those grey'n'yellow booties together. Both girls took turns planting their big, soft rears onto Luna's face, feeding him their dripping pussies, helping him ease off the tension in his cock by driving both of them to trembling, flushed release. Gilda didn't waste much longer either. It was almost as if hearing the other two girls tightening up around his tongue pushed her over the edge, her contracting folds milking another load out of Luna. All three girls collapsed on him in a big heap, half pony and half griffon.
Despite having squirted huge, thick, hot loads of spunk deep inside Coco, Bonbon, Pinkie, Rarity, Trixie, and now Gilda, the forest of waiting, cock-lusting sex-sleeves surrounding Prince Luna didn't seem to have thinned out at all. He'd put a small dent in it, at least, but the moans of bitches were still as thick as ever. He couldn't give up... He had to keep going!
"Gilda, that was cruel!" gasped Twilight, turning her eyes towards where the griffon was laying on her back, the prince tucked into the crook of her arm.
The naughty beast-gal just smirked and yanked him in, burying his face in her fluffy breasts. "He'll be fine... I feel more sorry for what the rest of you are gonna do to him after he made you all wait so long! Haw haw haw!"
Fluttershy gently tugged Luna away from Gilda's breasts, instead inviting him to come and snuggle between her whoppers. Despite his somewhat traumatic experience, the little Prince was still lively, and it only took a few moments of him butting his head against the front of Fluttershy's leotard before she blushed bright-red and tugged it down, revealing her nipples. Thick, whitish fluid ran from them down the big round globes. Her soft motherly breasts appropriately contained milk! "Here you are, sweetie."
"Mmmn... Fluttershy, We thank you for the fruitful bounty you have..." He paused to take a few noisy suckles from her chest, and when he raised his head, his lips were dripping white fluid. "... You have bestowed on us in our time of need."
“Y-You’re welcome! I’m sooo happy to serve!” the fruit-flavoured, extra-girly pony gushed, before hooking a hand around the back of his neck and insistently drawing him back to her chest. “Drink up, sweetie.”
While Fluttershy hogged the adorable prince to herself, the other ponies were on the move, gathering around. There wasn't any need to be any intimidated by Gilda anymore, now that she'd rather conveniently rolled off the couch and passed out, snoring loudly.
"Why don't we give him a little break," insisted Fluttershy, lifting her eyes to the other girls nearby. "Let's all help our prince recover from such a nasty, scary experience. Mm?"Sure enough, Luna's little face starting to regain some of the colour Gilda had pounded out of him earlier, his lips locked tightly around a nipple. And his oversized member was slowly stirring back to life!
After a bit of whispering between the group of curvy girls, Applejack, Vinyl Scratch and Octavia sunk down on their knees, placing their respective sets of boobs around the cock, firmly enveloping it in the soft, heavenly flesh.
Meanwhile, Fluttershy's personal space started getting crowded, as yet more girls joined them on the couch. She turned his head a little bit so the back of his head was using her bust as a pillow, just in time for other ponies to press their bosoms into his face as well. One by one, they presented breasts to the young prince, offering them up for suction purposes. Fluttershy placed both hands on his head as Cheerilee's purple tits swung into view. Her voice came out in a gentle whisper, leaving his ears sizzling as if she'd lashed them with her tongue. "We're all so impressed you were able to satisfy six girls already... Even that big, mean Gilda!"
She pushed him forwards, until his nose collided with Cheerilee's tits, rubbing him from side to side in them. He let himself be moved, his tongue inching out to snatch licks of the schoolteacher's body. Cheerilee pressed forwards until he was smothered between the pair.
"But there's still lots more ponies to go! I know you can do it, Master, we all do! We're absolutely counting on you..." Fluttershy was interrupted as Rainbow Dash and her smirk appeared over the four tits wrapped around his face, her own blue rack swooping in. Fluttershy turned his head slightly and deposited him in the smooshy cloud-like bosom, until Rainbow's skin was shiny with his saliva. He was passed from one chest to the next, bouncing between breasts.
"That's right! We really do need you to focus all of your strength on, mm, making us gravid and heavy with your children. The more pregnant you can make us, the better!" said Twilight in his ear, adding a fourth and final set of purple breasts to the six already smothering him. Now all any of them could glimpse of him was the Prince's star-specked mane, a little tuft of hair rising out from the middle of their multi-coloured bosoms.
"He's trapped now!" laughed Rainbow.
“Certainly looks like he’s fighting to get out...” agreed Twilight. “Just look at that cock!”
She was right. Luna’s cock had never been so big and hard! The blue-hued speedster smirked as she eyeballed it voraciously. “After a pep talk like that, can you blame him?”
Fluttershy just placed a hand on top of his head, helping him get comfy. "Mm, such a good boy... Even with so many breasts in his face, he's trying to lick all of us..."
Luna felt something tugging on both of his arms, and upon closer inspection he found that Derpy and Lyra had placed themselves on either side of him, with his hand firmly settled on a boob each.
"Just try your best, Prince Luna," continued Fluttershy. "We all believe in you! And we'll be cheering for you and your big, masculine cock! Heehee!"
Cheerilee flushed bright red, bobbing her breasts against Flutter's rack. "Language, darling!"
"Oopsy... I guess my lips got a little, mmn, loose looking at that... Ahhh... That hard dick..."
There were so many lusty mares gathered here, all urging him to seed them with their inviting bosoms. Powerful, feminine scents continued to fill the air. As delightful as Fluttershy's breasts were, Luna had more lovely ladies to attend to, and he soon switched to Twilight, then to Cheerilee... Whoever got her breasts within mouth’s reach got them suckled!
Soon enough his cock had once again risen fully, the massive tool starting to drool its fertile juices all over the three sets of breasts currently assaulting it from every side.
Four ponies smothering his face in their busts, three more ponies smothering his cock in six heavy, swollen tits and a final two massaging his forearms with their bosoms, letting his hands wander wherever they pleased. Luna was in Heaven. He arched his back, let out a silky-throated little mewl and spunked up a huge load all over Vinyl's visor, causing the mare to gently tug it down long enough to swirl her tongue over the rim. Applejack and Octavia leaned forward, farmhand and cellist united in their need to guzzle Luna's spunk. Luna gurgled and eased back onto Fluttershy's chest, momentarily overwhelmed by the tide of females looming over him.
"I reckon our little pardner's all tuckered out," laughed Applejack, and Twilight lifted her head from where she'd been kissing and licking their little Prince's face.
"Mm, you might be right, Applejack! Why don't we change things up a little bit for him?" The girls cheered, quickly making preparations for the next stage of their little party.
When Prince Luna came to, he was on his back on the floor, completely naked now. His little dress-shirt was long gone, and his elegant slippers were missing as well. But there wasn't really much time to think about that... Not when he took into account the vista looming over him!
Butts! Bare pony butts of each shape, size and colour were positioned over him, a ring of six girls squatting over him and his penis. They were all quivering slightly, raising and lowering with slight movements of the girl's knees and repositioning of their feet, all poised like adders waiting to strike. In forming a ring around him like this, they were all so close together that some of them were touching, meaning he wouldn't have been able to escape if he'd wanted to! Between each thick pair of thighs there was a wet, sticky pussy, left positively dripping after having had to wait so long for a taste of the royal pole!
He looked around the circle, gazing from one huge pair of cheeks to the next. The first was a tight little blue ass that was toned to Tartarus and back, half-covered in wings, but with the familiar lightning bolt and cloud Cutie Mark just barely visible. Rainbow Dash! Next was an incredibly large pair of wobbling, jiggling cheeks, well-maintained from sitting on her ass allll day long, with a pattern of blooming flowers up the side. That one had to belong to Cheerilee.
Lyra's butt... He'd already seen plenty of that today after she'd sat on his face, but now that harp-adorned pussy and butt was going to wrap him up nice'n'tight! A familiar pink rear with butterflies on the hip came next, Fluttershy, followed by a Clef-butt. Octavia must have felt she was well-overdue for some spunk already, enough to leave Vinyl behind, because the last position was taken up by the one who'd organized this little get-together of six pussies and one penis: the fat purple butt of one greedy-pussied Twilight Sparkle, her need for spunk having finally overwhelmed her.
"Alright, girls! Ten thrusts and then pass it on! Are we ready?"
A chorus of giggles was all the response Twilight needed before she suddenly and very rapidly gripped Luna's thick thigh and sat herself down on his lap. Well, "sitting" might've sounded more dignified than what she really did. It was more like the nerdy girl squatted over him until the tip of his bare penis grazed her pussy, then she let out the sluttiest moan he'd ever heard and swung her ass up and down like crazy! He was almost glad he couldn't see the filthy expression on her face, because it must have been absurd judging by the sounds she was making! Her reddened pussy looked insatiably hungry, and every suck of her inner folds was like getting a handjob from a semen-crazed deviant!
She was true to her word, however: after ten tip to base thrusts, she eased off of him on wobbling legs. He had all of a second of cool air on his cock before Cheerilee rose up and moved in, first prodding her engorged labia with the tip, then feasting on his cock with her insides. Up and down, up and down, ten smooth thrusts then out again. The other girls were panting, watching awkwardly, waiting for their turn. Everyone else thrust in at the same time, causing a collection of butts to smoosh tightly together around Luna's cock. The battering back and forth, and the needy cries, showed their arrangement might not last through their heat... Until Fluttershy finally won out with a gratified sigh.
"Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! Oh! Oh! Oh!" The yellow hips were a blur as she made the absolute most of her ten short twerks on him.
Fluttershy had a body built for sex, but she could get off embarrassingly quickly... She could barely focus on pleasuring Luna when she was so close to having a mind-melting orgasm of her own! Despite that, her big booty, her wobbling juggs... It was driving Luna wild, her tight, constricting pussy squeezing him in just the right way as her ass jumped up and down. After a mere three thrusts, he was already approaching the edge, and the next two made his cock gush into the timid pony. Fluttershy could definitely feel it, as the next thrusts were aided by her hips gyrating around, until she reached the tenth.
Fluttershy sighed and started lifting herself up, but Luna would have none of it. Pulling her down, Luna locked his arms around her, and then she felt it. That unmistakable feeling of a cock’s head puffing up and then the spunk she’d dreamed of shooting off inside of her, wave after wave. She’d served a male with her body! She felt so happy!
Splatter after splatter of fertile seed plastered her inner walls, until Luna let go of her. With a wet 'schlorp', Fluttershy rose off the prince, her face as red as a tomato, and stumbled onto one of the few couches that were still unoccupied.
Luna got next to no time to recover though, as his member was assaulted by pussy after pussy, each one sopping wet and waiting for him to slip inside.
The very second that Fluttershy stumbled away, Vinyl had scooted in to join the circle, parking her meaty thick hindquarters and a pussy so pink it glowed on the tip of Luna's pole. She let out an earthshaking groan as she rode him all the way down to the base.
With the other ponies cheering the DJ on, she put her hands on her knees and started rotating her hips in circles, coaxing Luna stiff again in seconds. She was like the living embodiment of the music pumping in their ears and the glowing lights adorning the walls, grinning back at him as she milked that pole for all it was worth.
As soon as Vinyl had arrived, she was gone again, leaving his pole up for whoever wanted it. Lyra and Rainbow Dash shared a cheeky smile, then interlaced their fingers with each other, pressing their backs together and bringing a double-pussy down on Luna. He got one sharp thrust in Dash, then one in Lyra, bottoming out in their snapping pussy-traps rapidly and without even the briefest pause in-between. Both girls arched their backs and shrieked, barely audible over the building music.
Cheerilee sat on him shyly and moved her hips only slightly. It took some goading from the others to get her really moving, the embarrassing sex position having the schoolteacher almost paralyzed. But once she was off, she wanted to get right back on again!
The prince was so dizzy and frantic by the time Octavia came around, all it took was two thrusts and he was whitewashing the insides of her pussy with a groan. She gasped and arched her back, not wanting a drop to spill. She was torn between wanting to thank him for the treasured semen and slapping him for cumming so quickly! She fell back onto her butt, groaning and pushing his precious white goop inside of herself. She had to conceive his child as soon as possible, it simply wouldn't do to have Vinyl knocked up before her, even if only by a few seconds!
Luna was getting dizzy. The kaleidoscope of different-coloured pony butts was getting harder and harder to follow. Where had he cum last? He lolled out of consciousness momentarily, and when the little Prince came to, Lyra and Applejack standing over him, sharing some of the naughtiest smiles he'd seen yet!
The blonde turned away from the couch and walked to the buffet table, each click-clack of her high heels on the tiled floor making the twin meteors she carried in back bounce. Applejack came back with a pair of squirt bottles and tossed one to Lyra.
They both planted a spike-heeled boot on either side of the couch, shared a grin, then upturned the bottles and began squirting Luna with them!
At first he raised his hands, trying to keep the stuff out of his eyes and mouth, but Applejack took one of Luna's slender wrists and pulled his arm to the side. The next time a little went in his mouth, he tasted it... And he realized they were coating him in baby oil!
Satisfied that he was bathed in a gooey layer of the stuff, they dropped the bottles on the couch on either side of him. Both sexpots put a knee on the cushions and grabbed hold of Luna's small body, beginning to slowly and steadily rub the oil into his flesh, giving his legs and belly lots of playful slaps as they worked. Their eyes flickered up at each other, Applejack tugging the shoulder strap of her costume aside, freeing two extremely heavy, bouncing bosoms to the cool air. One set of tits went on his face, the other went on the back of his head.
A squirt bottle was thrust into his fingers, and Luna did the only thing that felt natural: upended it onto Applejack's gigantic rack and squeezed until those cow udders with the big brown nipples were glowing and shiny. She looked like she'd just run a marathon.
The couch was beginning to feel very crowded as his face was pushed into one rack after the other, made to kiss one warm pair of lips and then immediately traded to the next wriggling tongue. His only respite seemed to be that the girls were almost as interested in each other as him, with the occasional lesbian kiss giving his tired body time to relax.
Eventually, they decided it was time for him to continue ejaculating inside their steamy sex-sleeves. Lyra went first, laying Luna on his back on the couch. That naughty green pony closed her hands around his feet and pushed his legs all the way back until his ebony toes were tucked just behind his ears. She took his hands and got him to hold his own feet in this super-exposed, lewd pose. The drooling pervert licked her lips and climbed on, having made a super-easy target of the Prince's oil-dripping stiffy.
Lyra sat on Luna's crotch and pinned his hips down, going at him Amazon-style. Each thrust of her thick hips drove his stiffy all the way inside. She curled her lower body, striking glancing blows to her own insides that made her cry out and moan, while he was held down and used like a sex toy! Luna didn't last more than a few minutes before he shot off deep inside! Lyra let out a keening wail, biting her lip as her pussy shuddered in pleasure all over his shaft like she'd been in heat the whole time.
"Haaah... Your turn, Applejack," she said, raising a hand and tagging the other girl in like this was a wrestling match.
"Yeehaw!" whooped the country gal as she got down on her hands and knees in front of the couch, planting that enormous rear right on his lap. It took the blonde even less time to get him inside, Reverse-Amazon this time, with each thud of her plump ass down onto his lap sending ripples through the flesh from top to bottom, graduating into aftershocks that kept that meaty booty rippling even when she raised it.
His slippery, dripping body made it so easy for the sex-crazed country pervert to rub back and forth on his baby-maker, those quaking cheeks gliding along his tender, well-oiled flesh. Luna squirmed, panted, moaned and shook under her, until a second load was graciously donated to the Apple Family! She arched her back, lolled her tongue, and let out a whorish moan of total satisfaction!
As soon as they were done, Derpy was on him. The grey mare with the plus-sized booty sat on top of him, kissed him and then promptly fell asleep in his lap. Oh no! Well, at least that gave him more time to take care of everyone else.
The crowd of horny ponies was thinning. Bit by bit, pussy by pussy.
With most of the girls spread out across the room, either sleeping, gasping for air, or jamming their fingers into themselves as they continued spectating the show, Luna was down to just 4 lovely ladies, but all of them seemed equally determined to be next! However, just like his job entailed, he wanted to keep balance in this breeding festival as well.
"Twilight Sparkle, approach us! We have chosen you to be the next to supplicate before us!" It was as if a totally different side of him was starting to show, eager to show the world that the prince had what it took to become a king.
With a sultry grin to the other three girls, Twilight Sparkle quickly got on top of Luna, taking her sweet time as she slid down the sizeable member, letting out deeply satisfied moans and gasps. She was confident she'd be able to milk Luna in just those ten thrusts, despite the fact that her mate was still recovering from Applejack's prior insemination.
"Thank you, Prince Luna! It's a great hooooooonour!" the Princess moaned, her feisty eggs clamouring inside of her to get knocked up!
Of course, this was no time for the other girls to just enjoy themselves, no, the primary focus was to make the prince feel as good as possible, and after waiting for just a few mere seconds, Rainbow Dash and Vinyl seized Twilight by her extra-thick thighs and lifted her up. They’d meant to push her back down, but that sizable lower body had some strength to it. She squirmed against their grip, stirring Luna’s dick in her dewy honeypot at the same time, pressuring him with her cervix.
"Alright alright, I'll g-get to it!" Twilight gasped. As promised, Twilight started riding Luna faster, pricking his cock with her super-silkiness, clearing up to her eighth thrust in a matter of seconds, beginning to slow down.
Her entire body was trembling as she lifted herself up, and had gravity not been there to aid her, she wasn't sure she could've forced herself down again. As soon as her ass slapped firmly against Luna's thighs, she came. The pervy bookworm collapsed onto his lap and moaned and moaned and moaned like a naughty, cock-obsessed mare in heat. Which, coincidentally, she was. Just as she was about to continue, hoping that the final thrust would have Luna blow his load, Rainbow Dash and Vinyl were there, much too impatient to wait for the purple unicorn to get back to work!
Hoisted off! Tossed to one side like forgotten garbage! Twilight was a tad grumpy as she was removed, and who could blame her? But she soon regained her cheerfulness as she watched Luna work the last three girls starting with Cheerilee, who got a pussyful of equine seed after just three thrusts. Unlike Twilight, she actually got to finish her turn!
Right after, it was Rainbow Dash, but she didn't do it alone. Vinyl joined her on top of Luna, and the two mares shared a few deeply intense kisses as Rainbow Dash used her athletic body to squeeze the prince just the right way. With two such gorgeous mares making out on top of him, how could he not blow his load right away? And as if the speed wasn't enough, this was also quite clearly the largest shot of the night thus far.
Vinyl was quick to capitalize on that fact, and with a skilled movement, she slipped the shaft from Rainbow Dash into herself, not even spilling a drop from the still-shooting shaft, a trick she’d picked up from countless threeways with Octavia! The DJ already got her fill, but she still took her ten thrusts, and then dismounted, pulling Rainbow Dash with her.
With a reddened and raw cock, Prince Luna finally collapsed to the floor, sitting against the foot of one of the velvet couches dotting the room, and let out a little whimper of relief. The party was still going on all around him, some girls dancing under the lights, others drinking and eating themselves silly, but it looked like the demand for royal cum had finally, finally died down.
He sat on his sore, tired butt and whimpered, almost afraid to touch his cock for fear it might spring to life again and drive his tired body towards more pussies doused in smelly female hormones. He sighed and looked around the immediate vicinity, gazing upon creampied pussies as far as the eye could see.
"Not bad for a first night!" giggled Twilight, sitting down on the couch with her feet in his lap. She gave him a naughty tease, peppering the head of his penis with toe-prods.
She adjusted her nipple-baring top for almost no gain, just as much of her perky pink was exposed afterwards as before.
"The task before Us seems nearly insurmountable! Every which way we cast our gaze, more ponies urgently await us, with thighs parted and tongues extended!" he groaned, looking up at her. "Our resolve is being sorely tested, Twilight Sparkle!"
"Mmm, poor baby..." she crooned, before slipping off the couch. Twilight straddled little Luna, throwing a thigh over him, and cupped his small face in her purple hands. "You really did impress us. Not many stallions can say they pleasured fourteen ponies in one night, you know! Especially not ones as small as you. Your heart must be going like a hamster's right now!"
He flushed. Before he knew it, the prince's hands had found purchase on Twilight's large rear end, splayed out across the upper curves of her ass. "Mmm. Our first priority is always the ponies of Equestria. Yourself included, young scholar, We must sincerely apologize for overlooking you so callously.”
She smiled. "You're welcome to make amends for that right now, my Prince."
She leaned in and pecked him on the lips. A short, short kiss. It turned into a full-blown make-out session almost immediately. "I've always admired you, you know. Ever since that first Nightmare Night when we met, I've looked up to you just like I have Celestia, even if I haven't shown it quite so much."
She dipped in for more kisses. "Your thirst for knowledge and mastery of magic led to you transforming into Nightmare Moon, but... Well, mm, sometimes that's the risk you run!” She gave him a sultry li’l wink. “Even what we're doing right now is a little risky. It's not a safe day for me today, you know~"
"And yet you speakest of something else?" he asked.
She nodded as she cupped his plump balls, weighing them and finding them still quite large and full. He had so much untapped potential. Twilight guided Luna's flared head towards her love-nest. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of Luna's big penis entering her, savouring every second of it. In the middle of Luna's sex-crazed breeding ground, the two ponies took a different tact to the preceding events: they slowly and passionately made love with each other. "Of course. Celestia believes you lost control of the magic of the moon because you were tempted and led down the path of darkness. Evil forces were whispering in your ear and promising they'd give you things you didn't have."
"So you are suggesting to Us that you ponies are simply a diversion? Playthings to keep Us occupied?"
"Noooot exactly. We all have a naughty side inside of us. Something that urges us to do bad things to others, like hurt them. That bad side is part of who you are, we're not here to distract you from it. No, more like... We want you to experience it more. We want you in touch with your, mm, 'inner' Nightmare Moon. You understand?"
She planted a light smooch on his nose. They were moving together now, having a casual conversation while his cocktip kissed her cervix. Her womb lowered to receive its bounty. "That's the part of you we want to nurture. We want to, ahhhn, plant that seed of darkness inside of you and help it grow.”Twilight ran her fingers through his Princely mane, the purple tresses shifting with all the stars that hung in the sky. As she moved her fingers through those silky Heavens, she intimately felt the magic flowing through his body.
She adored him. So loving. So caring. “Do you understand? Safe, controlled excess. Like how my pussy is dealing with all your 'excess' right now, oh Celestia..." The lovely, brilliant, unspeakably lewd scholar-princess drew out that last invocation of his sister's name into a long, breathless gasp as his pussy-pleaser found an as-yet-unused fold inside of her. It took a few more thrusts before she felt ready to continue.
"The point is... Mmmn, some ponies LIKE that. Some of us are happy being, nnnnm, slaves. So when you're all back and, nnnm, BIG and all, oh my gosh, hold me..." Her pussy pulled and sucked and milked at his royal, his divine cum-dispenser with desperate need.
All big and mean and all-powerful, nnnnmmm!! When you're a God that towers over us tiny little mares like we're nothing... Oh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"
She locked her legs together and clutched his neck with both hands as she rocked back and forth on top of him, riding out her orgasm with rolling eyes and tongue extended. With a howl of pleasure, his voice hoarse from a whole night of pleasure and debauchery, the Prince's regal testicles unloaded inside. She dropped her head onto Luna's shoulder, slavering at the feeling of his cock filling her up, her eggs being ravished by sperm, leaving her a panting, bred mess. "Oooh... Mmm. When that day comes, haaah... You can be as mean to us as you want, and we'll thank you and beg for more. Because..."
Twilight kissed him on the mouth, then bit his bottom lip and tugged it out with her as she drew all the way back. She released him with a nerdy little grunt. The beautiful mare looked drugged on his taste, her eyes hooded and her mouth a narrow, confused slit. "Because we're yours. We’re the harem of Nightmare Moon."
She kissed him, once, submissively, right on the lips. "And from this moment forth, the night will last forever."
A knot had formed in Luna’s stomach as Twilight had spoken about his destiny, but after that hushed declaration, it seemed to finally unwind. As her head lay on his shoulder, Prince Luna realized that he didn't need to be afraid of himself anymore. He loved these women, scattered around him in varying degrees of fucked-out bliss, and they loved him. Loved him enough to become his possessions.
He was, after all, royalty. What prince would give up what was rightfully his?
As he put a possessive arm around the princess, Luna looked past Twilight’s head to see Zecora approaching them with a sway in her hips. The zebra was holding a pair of drinks and grinning ear to ear, and, slowly, the prince returned her expression. The night wasn’t quite over yet.
