(Lesbian, Tribidism, Rimjob, Futa-on-Male for realz this time)

When Red was a young boy, at least 14, his father took him into the city. No, not to see a marching band, but to see the Summer Sun Celebration. He wanted his son to see their ruler in all of her glory; to learn of the epic battle that took place that day between light and darkness.

It was there that he first saw the princess as she rode in a golden chariot down the way. As she rode by, he gazed upon her near flawless beauty, staring at her flowing ethereal mane in awe. It was at this moment that his father smacked him upside the head and said “It's not polite to stare at ponies.” That was his father all right; always all about his manners.

Well, if his father was here now, Red would have a golf ball sized bruise on the back of his head.

He was openly, unabashedly gawking at both Luna and Celestia, slack-jawed no less. In his mind, he was desperately trying to process what had just happened, going through all the different little logical explanations. Such as; a stroke, vivid dream, prank… those sorts of things. He was even considering a full blown mental breakdown from all the stress he had dealt with. Falling into a delusion of his own creation. However, upon becoming aware of the delusion, he thought of flying to the moon and finding Nightmare Moon’s old prison… which caused absolutely nothing to happen and threw the delusion theory right out of the window.

His friends were worse; Vintage was frozen, having dropped his tea on the floor. He was so stiff that he barely even seemed to breath. Critical was slightly better, but only because he was making some sort of noise. He had only been silent for a moment before breaking out into fits of laughter, more maniacal than funny.

With a shaky hand, Red picks up a cup of tea and do. He takes a deep breath before looking back at them. Their faces, they... they hadn't changed. Just smiling back at him like this was your average, everyday tea party.

“What?” Red asks the princesses, his voice barely even a whimper.

“We said,” replies Luna “we'll do it. The series option, if you wouldn't mind.”

Critical is on the floor now, clutching his stomach as he howls. Red clears his throat, shuffles a bit in his seat.

At least now he knows this is real.

“Um… I don't think you understand what we're asking.”

“Of course we do.” says Celestia. “An online, episodic series in which we perform erotic actions on camera for the enjoyment of ourselves and others, receiving payment for each film. What is there to not understand?”

“This isn't that simple!” Red raises his voice, earning a glare from Celestia and Luna. Forgot who he's talking to. for a second. “Forgive me your highnesses, but this isn’t just a movie. This would be you, the purest things in Equestria, getting on camera and... well, pardon my language, fucking!”

Luna takes a sip of tea. “So?”

“So what would the people of Equestria even think if they knew if they found out their Princesses are partaking in-”

“If I may take a page out of my sisters more… colorful book.” Celestia leans over, towards Red. “Who gives a shit?”

Red drops his tea, flinching slightly as the hot liquid burns the side of his hoof, Vintage audibly gasps. Even Critical stops in the midst of his laughter, ears perking up.

“Your highnesses-” Red tries to say.

“Look, um , Redlight was it?” Luna asks. “This is nothing to fret about. It will be no different from the time when me and my sister helped make the Ponysutra.”

“Woah woah woah!” Critical says. “You two helped write the quintessential book on Equestrian sex?!”

“Well to be quite honest,” says Celestia “it was considered just as pornographic as it was instructional back in those days.”

“Mmmm, yes it was.” Remembers Luna, rubbing her thighs together at the memories. “I can still remember walking through the nocturnal emissions of ponies who had just bought the first copies. I think, if my memory serves correct, that most of their favorite portraits of mine were located between chapters nine and twelve.”

“Portraits?!!” Critical yells.

Celestia scratches her head. “Well yes. We were the ones that created most of the positions. So it was only logical to have artists draw us in the act. And stop shouting! We're right here for Mother's sake!”

“So wait,” Red cuts in “you've… done this before?”

Luna shrugs “In a nutshell.”

Red and his friends are left utterly speechless. Mere moments ago, these two were paragons of virtue; the pinnacle of virtue, justice, leadership. And now they were... he can't fiond the words but they're certainly something.

Defeated, Red slumps back in his seat as he pulls out a pack of peach flavored chewing gum. Can't be a teagarette all the damn time. That's how you get dentures at thirty.

“So what now?” he asks the two Princesses.

“Now,” says Celestia, standing from her chair, “you go home and think of a concept for our little venture. Me and Luna would help, but we have to meet with Dragon Lord Ember.”

Luna snorts. “I wish the damn Changelings would leave the Dragon’s borders alone. This is the third time this month their forces have clashed.”

“You're preaching to the choir, sister. We will see you next week, mister Redlight.”

“Wait!” says Critical, shuffling to his hooves. “You can't just leave now!”

Luna looks back at him with a menacing glint in her eyes “You would dare tell a Princess what she can and can't do?”

“Well… um… I-I just-”

He is silenced the next second as Luna flash steps to him, looming over him with glowing eyes, her voice an intimidating growl. Crit jumps back from her form; did she just make herself a little taller?

“Just what, mortal?”

Crit yelps, tripping over a chair behind him, falling over onto his stomach as he tries to catch himself. After the stumble, the princess behind him giggles.

“Oh the look on your face! I'm only kidding, Ecstasy. No need to… tooooo...”

She trails of as she looks down at the pony.. he landed with his rear in the air. Now of course, Critical almost always chose to dress casual, and in layers. Hoodie and sweatpants were the usual go-to.

But even the baggiest of sweats never could conceal the round outline of an impressive backside.

And unfortunately for Critical... Luna is quite the ass-mare.

“Well hello there.” she thinks, licking her lips. “Where have you been hiding all this time?”

Celestia notices the look of hunger in her sister's eye and chuckles “There she goes again.”

Luna, hypnotized by Critical's bubble, levitates him up onto his hooves. Righting his outfit with a few firm pats.

Just to get the wrinkles out. Totally not to cop a feel or anything.

“I'm terribly sorry about that.” says Luna, smirking down at Crit. “I just wanted to have a little fun.”

“It's, um, no biggie. That evil-eye thing you do is really convinciNG!” Critical yelps, feeling a hand very tightly squeeze his rump. “D-Did you just-”

His voice catches in his throat when he realizes that Luna is pushing her breast together with her arms; each one a titanic mass of flesh bigger than his head that completely obscures her chest.

“Did I what?”

“N-Nothing!” blurts out Critical. “Nothing at all!”

“Nothing? Well that's funny. ” says Luna, bringing her snout to his ear. “I could have sworn I gave you a good squeeze.”

She leaves him there, sauntering away with a final, teasing wink. Critical doesn't move. Can't move, really. Not after being groped by a literal goddess.

Luna walks back to her sister, leaving with her and their royal escort. As they walk down the corridor, Celestia asks “Found yourself another piece of prey, huh Lulu?”

Luna looks over to her sister, that oh-so-predatory glint in her eyes “Indeed.”

Meanwhile, back in the small dinning area, Redlight and Critical pull up chairs besides their still petrified friend, Vintage.

Still mortified, the Trottingham kinkster breaths deep...

“WHAT IN DISCORD'S CHAOTIC BALLS JUST HAPPENED?!”

“Well,” says Red, “I'm doing a porno with the princesses now.”

“And I'm pretty sure one of them just said she wants my ass.” Critical adds.

“Swiggity Swooty.” Red laughs.

“Fuck you Red.”

Vintage, still flabbergasted “Redlight, if I may ask… how much alcohol do you have at your residence?”

Redlight downs the last, cold cup of tea, shooting Vin the most deadpan look he can.

“Plenty.”

Redlight stares into the bathroom mirror, looking over what he sees. A stallion with a lava red coat, blue eyes, black mane; a Cutie Mark of two ponies kissing passionately.

~~No this isn't an excuse to describe a character’s design shut up.~~

He admires the scar above his left eye. Got it from one of the first films he ever shot after the Drake lead got to full of himself, and Red had to tell him to take a hike. Bastard almost took his eye.

He sighs, deep and long, looking down at the summons given to them the other day… he already knows what he's going to do. It's stupid, dangerous, and completely insane, but he knows what he's going to do. Now he just had to get his friends on board. He walked out of his bathroom and popped into his kitchen real quick to grab a pack of Sweet Apple Acres Ale before heading to the living room.

“All I'm saying,” says Vintage “is that it's not as bad as it seems.”

“A giant warrior princess wants to go balls deep in my back door… that sounds pretty fucking bad to me Vintage!”

“Well what's so bad about that?” asks Red as he sets down the next six pack of Ale.

“What the fuck do you mean 'what's so bad about it'?!” Crit shouts. “I haven't had anything real up there in years!”

Vintage strokes his chin “That... kind of makes it better, actually.”

“How?!”

“Well think of it this way; Who else can say that they've had a princess offer to pop their re-aquired anal cherry?”

“That still doesn't make thought of Princess Luna bending me over until my knees touch my elbows sound any less unsettling!”

“Look,” says Red, “me and Vintage have both taken it up the ass before. Hell I've taken it from stallions and mares. Yeah it's uncomfortable at first, but once you get used to it it's awesome.”

"Ugh... I fucking hate you guys.”

“No you don't.” Vintage chuckles.

“Besides; you're going to need to make nice with her if we're going to be working together.”

All three of them stop, smoke leaking out of Vin's nose from a drag stopped mid breath.

This was... this was bigger than the usual job. Other jobs had margins of error. Somepony cums early? Wait a hour and try again. Somepony can't get it up? Get a fluffer. The bed actually breaks? Have the actors play it off, an incorporate it into the scene.

But there was no margin here. They couldn't slap a couple Princesses in an office setting, hand them a cheesy script and call it a day. This had to be a home run. It had to be good.

“Are you sure about this Red?” asks Vintage.

“Yeah man. I mean, I've reviewed celebrity sex tapes before, but this? This is gonna get a loooot of people pissed.”

“Look guys,” Red says “we have been given a golden opportunity here. I get to pull my ass out of the fire and pay off my debts, while you guys get to be apart of porno history!”

“This isn't just a good porno, Redlight.” says Vin. “If we fuck it up, we could earn the disdain of Equestria’s matriarchs.”

Critical finishes. “Yeah. And if we do well, we'd still have oh, ya know, a good chunk of Equestria calling for us to burn at the stake.”

Red takes a swig of cider. “I know, and you're both right. If we mess this up, or do amazingly well, there's a price we could pay… but if we succeed, our names will go down in history. There will be not a single person that comes after us that comes close to doing anything on the level of what we accomplish here and now!"

If Red had a a cape, it would be blowing in the nonexistent wind right about now.

"So?"

Vintage and Critical look at one another for a few moments… then let out shallow, tired sighs.

“You have our services, my friend.”

“Yup… always did wanna try my hand at actually making the porn.".”

Red smiles, holding back a small amount of tears. “Well alright. Critical, you open up your laptop and get to making a site for us; I want good, eye-catching design, a donation system, and a registration process that requires both a valid driver's license number and credit card.”

“Why the license number?” asks Critical as he reaches into his computer bag.

“If they're under aged, they can't use it. And if the try to use different licenses and cards together the identity of the card owner and the license owner should conflict and the attempted registration should fail.”

“That's good,” says Critical, “but we should have phone numbers as well. Since we'll already have their email address, we can email or call them about the fact they've signed up.”

“Yes, yes!” Red exclaims, snapping his fingers. “That way we can make sure most of our customers are of age, and the ones that slip through the cracks will have their parents informed! How long will this take you?”

“I know a few ponies that owe me some favors. I could string up enough resources to have the site done in half a week.”

“Great!” says Red. “While you're doing that, Vin and I will start working on concepts for the overall premise.”

“About that…” Vin says “Why don't we just give the princesses free reign?”

“You mean let them make stuff up as they go?” Red asks.

“Precisely! I mean, they're obviously... adventurous. Not to mention all the content they would make. I say we let them go crazy and just help shoot the scenes.”

Redlight strokes his chin. “That's good, but we should come up with scenes too. If both parties brainstorm, we'll have twice as many ideas.”

“Fair enough.” says Vin. “Well then, let's get cracking.”

“Hold on.” Crit stops both of them. “If we're gonna do this, let's do it right.”

Red quirks an eyebrow and smiles. “You kept the old mixtape?”

Smiling, Critical pulls out an MP3 player and selects one of the more mellow, relaxing songs on it. “Yep. And I put in on a Manasound.”

A week had passed, the princesses sat back in that same room waiting for those same three stallions. This time, however, Luna had opened up her laptop and was monitoring a website that had become the source of a good bit of controversy in the following week. A site that bore the name she had suggested about a week ago.

It was, in its current state, a simple page; a royal blue background with a single screen in the middle, the sun to the right of the screen and the moon to its left. Above it, a list of what Luna assumed to be different areas of the site: One Shots, Segments, Live Cams, Search, and or course the obligatory Sign In and Register options. Below the screen were two things. The first one was a simple tease.

“~Even a Goddess has her needs~”

The second was an open chat where people were already posting about what they thought, or hoped the site was.

‘No… no way…’

‘Is this one of those movies that parody the princesses?’

‘I swear if this is a troll I'll shove a cactus up the creators ass.’

‘To whomever created this site… gr8 b8 m8 ;).’

Luna couldn't help but giggled at all of them. Picturing their faces once she bared herself to them. Salivating at the thought of so many of them seeing her, watching her… indulging in her. She reveled in the feeling; preemptively apologizing to whoever sat in this chair after she got up.

Her sister did seem more contained than she was, sitting daintily in her chair with legs crossed. The sun made her coat shimmer and gleam while her ethereal mane practically glowed, and she smiled a vibrant smile that seemed to brighten the entire room. Luna sighed at the sight of her… taking in a whiff of her scent as it wafted her way.

“What’s got you so happy this morning?” says Luna.

Celestia smiles. “Just excited, Luna. I haven't done something like this for millennia.”

“Well, it will be refreshing at the very least.” says Luna.

“Yes.” Celestia shoots her sister a coy, yet playful look. “And I think I know just who I'd like to make our first... episode with.”

Luna notices how she’s staring, and grins back. “Really? Who?”

Celestia gets up from her seat, Luna giggling as she notices the damp area she leaves behind. Luna stares her sister up and down as she approaches, admiring her soft yet toned child bearing hips as they sway back and forth; impressive even by alicorn standards.

“Well, she's someone very close to me.”

“How close?”

Tia's smile grows. “Practically sisters.”

“Wow… that's pretty close.”

Just around the sides of her hips, she can see glimpses of what she knows is an enormous ass; like two hills made of finely crafted cheesecake. One that she fondly remembers watching quake on numerous occasions. She could imagine it now as she walked toward her; the two cheeks quivering and shifting as the great muscles beneath them coil and flex while the outer layer of fat jiggles near uncontrollably.

“Have you been with this mare?”

“Oh yes!” Celestia grins. “Her body is soft like mine, but more muscular. I do so enjoy running my hand up her stomach in the afterglow.”

Luna shifts in her seat as her thighs rub together and her wings begin to twitch. “She sounds lovely.”

“Oh, beyond your wildest dreams.”

On her chest however, were two of Luna's favorite things, jiggling with each step. Soft yet perky, big enough to to hide away most of the stomach of most normal ponies. But on her sister, they merely covered her chest and pushed together pleasingly whenever she crossed her arms, bigger than Luna’s only by a little, but far softer, to Luna's delight. In fact, they were nearly equal in size, with Luna being shorter with slightly smaller breasts, but a toner, more defined set of hips and buttocks that actually just surpassed her sister’s.

“I'm guessing you've both shared lovers before as well?”

“Of course we have! Numerous times in fact.”

As she finally sits that glorious behind into Luna's lap, the Moon Princess bites her lip as she takes in the body of her sister. Firm, built muscle hidden away by her love of pastries that kept her so round in all the right areas. But all of this is nothing without that face; a calmness that hides an insatiable sexual hunger. Eyes that invite into a world of affectionate bliss. A smile that can comfort you or make you writhe in your seat. All complemented by her beautiful, flowing mane.

“After all… our parents did teach us to share, did they not?”

Luna giggles as she begins to close the gap between her and her sister, “Yes… they did~.”

Finally, their mouths make contact, their eyes fluttering as they close. They waste no time in getting more intimate and begin the kiss with open mouths to allow their tongues access to one another. They moan at each other's taste, Luna curling her hooves as she tastes sweet morning dew while Celestia's wings twitch at the flavor of cold midnight rain. Their hands roam around each other's bodies, searching for every sensitive spot they possibly can.

Luna can't help but squeeze and knead that colossal derrière, feeling the flesh wrap around her fingers and imagining everything and anything she wants to do with it. Celestia on the other hand can't stop herself from assaulting Luna's prodigious bosom. She practically bathes in the feeling of the firm, squeezable orbs that are Luna's breasts, kneading them in her hands and feeling the strong flesh strain against her fingers and palms, yet somehow they consume her hands all the same.

As Celestia is about to finally lower her sister's shirt, and Luna on the verge of uncovering that holy ass… the sibling’s fun is brought to an abrupt halt as the door opens.

“Alright your highnesses, I hope your readaaaaaAAAAAAH HOLY FUCKING DRAGON NUTS!”

“By the Gods and Goddesses of Equestria and beyond! What in the deepest depths of Tartarus!”

“... Honestly I'm not even surprised.”

The two princesses let out frustrated grunts, separating after one last lick of each other's tongues, glaring over at the three interruptions that stumbled into their affections.

“You had all morning and now you decide to show up?” groans Celestia. Golden aura dragging her chair over as she dismounts her flustered sister.

“We do not appreciate thee blue-balling us, Sir Redlight!” Luna grumbles in her royal dialect.

“Were… were you two just-”

“Yes Redlight. We were.” Celestia answers with a sigh.

Vintage pipes in, “But… but you two are-”

“Don't care.” says Luna.

“You two have done this before, right?” asks Critical, nonchalantly eating a candy bar he bought on the way here.

“Oh Gods yes.” Celestia says. “For millennia.”

“But you’re sisters!” Red shouts.

Celestia takes a sip of her tea. “Your point?”

The three ponies standing before them are, for the second time in their presence, completely speechless. Red and Vin because they just witnessed an act of royal incest. Crit because after having a princess tell you that she wants to see if you can do a split on her dick (or nah), you tend not to get phased by too much else.

Celestia cocks an eyebrow. “Well then?”

“Um, yes! Yes the uh, um, plans! That we have!” says Redlight, scrambling to his seat while his two friends take theirs.

“We brainstormed all night about this, and we've decided that, for E.E.D., we should try and go for a snowball effect type of deal for the main series.”

“Snowball effect?” asks Luna.

Vin further chimes in. “Yes; as you two set off on an adventure of lust and high debauchery, you will get more and more people involved, each one becoming a Developer for the series.”

“And we already have a handful of erotic actors picked out.” continues Critical. “Swinger Fade, Lacy Corset, Whip Stinger; all of whom are into varying kinks.”

Luna and Celestia think for a moment, wondering what, if anything could make that idea better, and then it hits Luna. She goes over to her sister and starts whispering something into her ear, and Celestia’s eyes widen, as well as her smile.

“That is perfect Lulu.”

“Thank you, Tia.”

“What's perfect?” asks Critical.

“Well,” Luna explains, “we like the idea of this ‘snowball effect’ but… can we ditch the pornstars?”

Red and his friends become visibly confused, exchanging glances between one another.

“You just want it to be you two?” asks Red. “I mean, no offense but… won't that get old pretty quick?”

Luna smirks, “Oh I didn't say that. We just want to get ponies, not professionals.”

“You want amateurs?!” asks Critical.

Celestia interjects, “Of course! After all, what better way to get ponies attention than to get them involved?”

Red and his friends deliberate on whether or not this idea is okay or not, and after a minute of conversing, turn their attention back to the Princesses.

“Okay.” says Red. “We'll go with that. Got anybody in particular?”

Luna takes out her spellphone and starts a group texting session. “A few to start off with, yeah.”

“Well… alright then!” Critical says. “Here are the site’s three current selections. One Shots is essentially going to be the main series; 'Developers' having sex with each other with no general running theme. Just a random sexual encounter.”

“Does it have to be just two ponies?” Celestia asks.

“You can have an orgy if you want. The point is the scene doesn't have an overlaying theme to it.”

“Okay, okay.” says Celestia. “What about Segments?”

Crit smiles “That's the exact opposite; each video there will be it's own series, each video in that series having a theme and starring an actor or group of actors. And the best part; each
Developer can come up with their own segment.”

“Now that is a great idea.” Luna says, still texting with whoever.

“And finally, Live Cams! Now this might intersect with the other two, but essentially you're going to be on a live stream taking requests from every pony in the chat. We will also have a donation box open, and you can ask for a certain amount of bits to be donated for you to do something.”

“I've actually been in one of those chats before. Anonymously of course.” says Celestia.

“The only thing we're missing right now are Galleries, Forums, and a Primary Donation Area. Other than that, we're good.”

Luna closes her phone and places it back in her bag. “Alright, they're in.”

Red cocks an eyebrow “Who did you call?”

“Tia can tell you later if she wants to, but I'd like to leave it a mystery for now.” Luna smiles, whispering in her sister's ear. Celestia's eyes widen and her mouth opens up to a gape.

“You called them?!” Celestia asks Luna.

“Yep.”

“And they said yes?”

“You’re surprised?” Luna asks. “Honestly Tia, we've been intimate with all of them so many times. They're just as promiscuous as us now.”

“I know I just-” Tia stammers “I didn't think they'd be willing to... bare it all like that.”

“Well they are, and we're gonna have so much fun with them!”

“Oh,” Celestia grins “most definitely.”

“Alright then, onto the introduction and first scene, which we'll be shooting after this meeting. Do you all want to use the magic penises or-”

“They're not magic.” Luna cuts Red off. “We just banish them.”

Red stops dead in the middle of his sentence, staring at Luna. “... What?”

“Yeeeaaaah…. “ says Celestia. “Our bloodline was filled with kinky bastards, and a lot of them really enjoyed futa spells.”

“And as you probably know,” Luna continues, “if you cast a futanari spell and hold it enough times, the penis will set and become natural, prostate and all.”

“So let me get this straight... your ancestors gave your entire bloodline the best of both worlds?”

“Correct Critical!” says Luna, uncrossing her legs. “Would you like to see mine?”

“NO!” says Critical. “No, no! I'm uh… I'm fine, thanks.”

Luna faux pouts “Awww such a shame. You afraid I'll bite?" Se crosses them again, giving her wings a fluff. "Cause I will..."

As Critical shivers in his seat, Red addresses Celestia, “We have a room picked out already. Kinky decorations, ponniquins you can play around with, and a nice big comfy bed. First we'll do the intro to the site, then we'll go into our first upload.”

“Which will be…?”

Red chuckles, “Well originally we were going to call somebody for you and Luna to play around with, but since you two are so close…”

“You read my mind.” says Celestia.

“No penises this time.” says Luna, looking up from her phone.

“Awww, Luna! Really?” Celestia whines.

“I feel like a little mare-on-mare today Tia.” Luna says, shooting her sister a wink.

“Oh alright.” says Celestia. “But you owe me a hot dicking tomorrow!”

‘I just heard princess Celestia talking about how Luna owes her a hot dicking… what is life?” Red thinks to himself.

Celestia and Luna are sat together on a bed, looking into the lense of a levitating camera. Behind it, Redlight sits in a director’s chair, working with Vintage to keep the lighting right while Critical starts the livestream.

Critical looks up from his computer “We're live in three minutes!”

“Alright people,” says Redlight “this is what all this past week has been building up to! Let's give our first viewers a show!”

Vintage makes sure the lighting is all set, and gives a final piece of advice. “Remember, look at the camera, not at us. You're trying to arouse the viewer.”

“Thank you vintage, we'll do our best.” says a smiling Celestia.

Critical raises his hand into the air, “Five. Four. Three. Two. One!”

On the main page of the of the Erotic Endeavors Development website, the screen in the middle finally turned on. On said screen were the two princesses of Equestria, each dressed in form fitting dresses; skirts rounded by their plentiful backsides and tops struggling to contain overwhelming busts. All caped off with the looks they give the camera; confidet, calm, warm smiles.

“Hello, dear citizens.” says Celestia. “How are you all doing today? Quite well I would hope.”

“We've been doing well.” interjects Luna. “Although I must say, we've become quite… unsatisfied, with our royal duties.” Luna yawns and stretches, spreading out her impressive wings and pushing her full breasts out, the dress struggling to contain them.

“I concur, dear sister.” Celestia agrees. “The constant political conferences, trade agreements, and military meetings! Honestly, it's all started to become immensely repetitive.”

“So to cure our boredom,” Luna continues “we've decided to try something… new.”

Celestia levitates a glass of wine over and takes a sip “Let's just get straight to the point here; yes, me and my sister are delving into erotic filmmaking.”

“Porn, in laymare's terms.” Luna clarifies. “And Gods do we have such wonderful things planned for all of you.”

“Indeed we do, Luna. However, we would like to warn everyone who may not be into… experimentation as much as we are; this is gonna get really, really, REALLY weird.”

“Like me and my sister being natural Hermaphrodites weird.” Luna further explains.

Celestia giggles “Don't worry everyone, we can banish them away at will… If you want us to, that is.”

Celestia gets up, the camera following her as she starts feeling along the few ponniquins spread throughout the room, keeping her curvaceous form center frame.

“So, in short, if you want to see us… play around with a well endowed mare?” She massages the fake boobs of one ponniquin from behind, staring lustfully into the camera.

Luna follows suite, the camera flying over to the bed as she pulls a more masculine ponniquin to her.

“Or maybe show a stallion a little back door affection?” She plants the ponniquin’s face down onto the bed, mounts it, and gyrates her trim, rounded hips into its back side. Though few would have caught it at this point, being too entranced by such beautiful lewdness, Luna winks at someone off camera.

“Then you've come to the right place.” Celestia finishes. “Speaking of which, we have something very special for those that are watching this little intro video.”

“Indeed we do sister.” says Luna, pushing the the ponniquin off the bed and spreading herself out over it. “Indeed we do~.”

Celestia looks over to her sister sprawled out along the bed, camera panning out to watch both of them. Celestia licks her lips and saunters over, crawling onto the bed and over her sister while the camera zooms in on her ass, each massive cheek shifting as she climbs over her sister's body.

The camera zooms out slightly, moving upwards along the bodies of the two princesses, their beautiful sculpted legs and hooves delicately smoothing across one another. As it travels, it scans over the princesses’ other glorious features.

Their fertility goddess hips and superbly rounded behinds.Their curvy sides, with Celestia's smooth but just barely pudgy stomach compressing against the smooth, slightly toned midriff of Luna. Celestia's globe-sized breasts pressing against her sister's, the darker mounds just a fraction smaller.

Finally, the camera comes upon Celestia and Luna, faces close and horns touching. Next to them, their ethereal manes intertwine and fuse with one another, creating a streak of starlit rainbow.

“Hello Tia.”

“Hey, Lulu.”

As the two begin to close the distance between each other's lips, the chatroom right below the screen has broken out into hysteria.

‘Guys I'm a unicorn and I've cast the reveal spell at least a hundred times… THEY’RE NOT FUCKING ACTORS!!!!’

‘This is so fucked up… (faps madly)’

‘Well this'll be fun! … I mean it's gonna be gone in like a week when the Royal Guard kills the director and everybody working for him but still fun!’

‘This is the first time I've actually been glad it's not b8.’

‘And in that moment, the princesses finally confirmed something that only a small amount of people had accepted, the rest of the world blind to the truth… incest is indeed wincest! (slow clap).’

‘OH MY GAWD YOU TWO ARE DISGUSTING THERE ARE KIDS LOOKING UP TO YOU HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?!!?! YOU TWO SHOULD STEP DOWN SMMFH!!!!!’
‘Re: The rustling is strong with ur jimmies.’

‘But dad! I don't want to join the Royal Guard! That was your dream! Not mi-(sees this video) ...dad I lied that's my dream sign me up dad SIGN ME UP!’

‘Hahaha I'm twelve what is this?’
‘Re: (last comment was jk pls don't ban.)’

‘OOOOOOH! They're doing PORN now! 10edgy20me!’

‘... They have REAL DICKS?!?!’
‘Re: little late to the party dude

Finally the two princesses kiss, moaning into to one another. Knowing there's a camera on them, they leave a small space in between their mouths so it can see their tongues as they message over one another. As the camera backs away, it's able to capture more of the princesses’ passionate movements; their hands smoothing over each other's forms and wings beginning to visibly flutter. Any experienced pegasus knew how to keep their wings folded during erection… and how good it felt to have someone caress your folded, twitching wings. So that's what Luna did, making her sister's eyelids flutter and her eyes themselves roll back into their sockets.

At least a minute passes as the princesses continue to toy with each other's bodies, lustfully groaning into each other's mouths. Finally, much to the dismay of all watching, the two demigodesses separate from each other, looking into the camera with devilishly lustful eyes.

“If you wish to see us continue.” says Luna.

“Then register to see our first debut video.” Celestia finishes. “No meaty shafts unfortunately, but plenty of eating and tribbing.”

It was off camera, but if anypony listened closely enough, would have caught a barely audible sigh.

And with a wink from each, the feed cuts off, and nearly everypony in that chatroom rushes the registration button.

“And... cut! That's it!”

The three ponies behind the princesses erupt with claps and cheers, celebrating a job well done.

“That was some damn fine camera work Vintage.” says Redlight.

“Thank you. I thought the shot from the side would be a nice touch.”

“Good choice. Critical! How's the feedback?”

“Hahahahaha oh my gods!” cackles Critical. “These comments are the funniest things I've seen all month.”

“Good or bad?” asks Vintage.

“Oh mostly good.” says Critical. “Although we do have a bit of backlash. Mainly directed towards the porn itself or specifically the incest."

“That's to be expected, I'm afraid.” says Vintage.

“We're bound to get some negative feedback. All we can do now is ride the wave."

"Speaking of which!” Red interrupts. “Would our stars like to-”

Red is silenced by the sight of the two princesses still embracing one another, kissing wildly. They sloppily lick around each other's mouths, sucking tongue after every other slurp. They each pull at the other's top, sliding it down so that each of their bountiful pairs finally touch, mashing together nipple first.

Celestia's seem to be like giant, somewhat perked teardrops in terms of shape, while Luna's are more perked and taut; like melon shaped gummy candies, although they did still sag every so slightly. Enough to where you knew they were natural; though, with breast growth spells making silicone nothing but a fetish, that really goes without saying.

“Um… your highnesses?” calls out Red.

Celestia groans in frustration “Ugh… will you stop calling us by our titles?”

“My sister has a point. No need for formalities now.” says Luna, taking her sister back into her impassioned embrace.

“Okay… Celestia? Luna? You guys want to just… um… jump into the first video?”

Without separating, both princesses shoot him a look that screams ‘What do you think?’

Red nods “Alright Critical. Start the recording.”

“Damn.” says Critical. “Straight to business with these two. Activating cameras!” two additional levitating cameras fly out of compartments kept inside of box behind Critical, said earth pony handing their control panels to the two unicorns to his left.

As the cameras fly around them to get the best possible angles on all the action, Celestia and Luna finally get started, almost as if they're alone.

Breaking off from the kiss, Celestia looks deeply into Luna's eyes. “May I go first, Lulu?”

“Yes… Please.”

Without hesitation, Celestia starts to gently kiss and suck at Luna's neck, nibbling along the sensitive flesh of her collarbone. As she kisses, her hands trace along her sister’s throbbing wings, sending not jolts, but ever so subtle pinpricks of pleasure directly into Luna's spine. Luna bites her lips, tail wrapping around her sister's uncontrollably.

Celestia kisses downward into her sister’s chest, burying her nose in the vast dark blue cleavage while taking in her scent and licking across the inner flesh of her pert bosoms. Tracing her tongue to the right, she starts to lick her way towards a midnight-dark nipple surrounded by sand dollar sized areola.

She looks up at Luna, taking in her needy expression with a smile and, while still maintaining eye contact, takes the erect nub into her mouth, twisting her tongue around it and suckling on it. She massages the other breast in her hand, pinching it's nipple in random intervals.

Hovering above them is a camera, catching all the action as it looks down on Luna while Celestia works her breast, now switching in between nipples and lavishing each with all the affection of a hungry newborn. Luna looks up at the camera with a lip biting smile and drawn out, lust filled grunt, her eyes half lidded. Meanwhile Celestia looks up at the camera and winks, sucking in both of Luna's nipples at once and pulling backwards, making the blue spheres conical in shape.

At the sudden suction made even more intense by the wriggling tongue dancing along each nipple, Luna's eyes roll back, and she lets out a throaty groan, “N-No… Tia! Not like this!”

Celestia releases her sister's teats with a wet pop, grinning at her overstimulated sibling. “So how do want to finish then, naughty mare?”

“Honestly,” says Luna, her breaths ragged, “tribbing the shit out of you, on top, your leg over my shoulder, and really. Fucking. Hard!” She ends her sentence with a growl that sends shivers down her big sister’s spine.

With a playful smile, she opens one of her eyes and looks down to Tia. “But not before we each get a taste of each other.”

Celestia doesn't say anything. She doesn't have to; she just giggles at her sister and smiles, moving down her sister's belly with a mixture of nips, licks, and kisses. On a particularly comical note, Celestia flicks her tongue against Luna's belly button, making Luna let out a moment of tickle-induced giggles.

Finally, the solar princess arrives at her sister's nether regions; but of course, ever the deviant, Celestia refuses to give her sister what she so desperately needs. Instead, she licks around the inner thighs, sucking and biting at the flesh and fur; leaving behind dark purple marks on the blue surface.

“Tia… please!” begs Luna.

“‘Please’ what?” Asks Celestia.

“I… Um… “

“Say it!” Celestia demands, squeezing at Luna's outer thigh. Luna, as she usually does when extremely aroused, begins using old Equestrian in some of her sentences. It was one of her... odder kinks, to say the least.

“We… require thine tongue… inside.”

Celestia grins, finally lowering her head and making Luna's face light up with joy. She traces the curves of Luna's vulva, then presses her tongue against the lips of her tender, soaking marehood. Luna reels back, moaning as there's finally something touching it; a nice subtle pressure on her nether regions. But to her dismay, Celestia merely flicks her her tongue across, brushing past her light-blue pearl.

Celestia looks up at Luna with a cocked brow and cheeky smirk. “Inside what?”

Finally, Luna snaps, envoking the Royal Canterlot Voice, “Oh for the love of… TONGUEFUCK OUR PUSSY YOU SWINE!”

“Now there's the Luna I kno-MNGH!” Celestia is cut off as a blue aura forces her head into Luna's crotch.

“Less talking, more licking and suckiiiiiIIIIINNNG!” Luna screams. Celestia obliges Luna after a chuckle or two, gently parting the soft lips with her tongue and probing inside the moist nethers of her sister. “Oh finally! Yes! Get deep inside me!”

Celestia knows what to do, wiggling and gyrating her tongue inside her sister, head bobbing up and down as she licks, slurps, and sucks at the insides of Luna. Luna's eyes roll back, and she can't stop her lips from quivering as she relishes the feeling of Celestia's powerful tongue pushing and sliding against her inner walls. She tops things off with her legs, as they seem to spread instinctively out to her sides until her hooftips are as pointed as they can possibly be.

Redlight moves his camera to the side of Celestia's face, directing verbally for the first time this entire shoot, whispering, “How do you eat pussy, Tia?”

Celestia looks to the camera for a second, chuckling for a moment before she returns to her ‘meal’. She opens her mouth every now and then to show the camera exactly what she's doing; the way she drags her tongue in and out of her tunnel; drags it across the inside of her lips; flicking and wiggling her tongue rapidly on the outside of them; closing her full lips around the entrance and sucking on Luna's honey pot with tongue fully inside; even moving down to rim her sister's tight ponut. She also makes sure to massage and cradling her sister's toned, jiggly bottom; she knows Luna loves to get her rump rubbed. Knowing there's a camera next to her, she periodically looks into it the camera with a face of absolute delight, getting almost as much pleasure from this as Luna. Almost.

While Vintage is still getting Luna's face, Critical decides it's time for Celestia to have more of the spotlight from his angle. Making sure to be far back enough so that he can still see Luna's spread legs and lewd expression, he moves behind Celestia, with a focus on her behind. While Luna helps her sister along with a hand on the back of her head, Luna looks over the camera and smiles.

“Hey Tia? Mind spreading your legs a bit?” asks Luna. “There's a camera behind you and We believe it seeks your posterior.” Celestia nods from between Luna's thighs, making the blue beauty shiver.

Celestia spreads her legs, remaining on her hands and knees while Luna's blue aura takes the edges of Celestia’s skirt, lifting it up to reveal two glorious, smooth cheeks with a sweet, pink pussy underneath, surrounded by a rounded, slightly fatty vulva. Which was to be expected honestly, since the rest of her body is pleasantly plump. Unexpectedly, however, Celestia begins to bounce up and down, making her cheeks rotate and clap together, hypnotizing any who could see the perfect display.

After a few minutes of the licking, slurping, and shaking, Luna taps Celestia on the head The older sibling looks up with strands of Luna's passion-induced secretions still hanging from her lips and chin.

“Damn, sis. You really got in there, didn't you?”

“What can I say?” Celestia says, somewhat dazed. “You're like candy.”

“Chocolate or fruit?”

“Hmmm,” Celestia takes one last lick of her sister’s sweetness “definitely more chocolate, but with a tang of blueberry at the end.”

“Oooooh, exotic!” says Luna. She moves back into ancient Equestrian as she massages her sister's back with her hooves. “Now that thou hast given thine tribute to our crescent moon… would thee allow us to praise thine sun?”

Celestia grins and climbs up to meet her sister in a sloppy kiss, giving her a taste of herself before separating “Mmmm yes! Let us commence this jolly cooperation!”

Without skipping a beat, Luna slides down the bed, lying flat on her back while Celestia climbs up and straddles her face. As Celestia begins gyrate and Luna starts eating, Luna spreads her legs and starts playing with her smooth crescent with her magic, sighing into her sister's muff. If there was one thing Luna absolutely loved about her sister’s lovely folds, it was the fact that while she kept trimmed, Tia would always let herself grow a decent bush. Making sure that whoever went down on it would get a good whiff of her pungent scent. The smell off it caused Luna's eyes to flutter and her breathing to deepen. She would surely have to grow out her own to repay her later.

Celestia grips her sister's horn and starts stroking, “Eat up little sister. I expect it to be extra sloppy with the treatment I gave you!”

Luna grabs her sister's hips and begins her assault immediately, rocketing her tongue into the sweetness of her sister’s folds. Celestia, in response, bounces up and down on Luna's face, her massive cheeks shaking and clapping as she does so. She only stops every now and then to slowly grind into Luna's mouth.

Critical’s camera remained behind Celestia, getting a great look at Luna's spread legs as she fiddles with herself telekinetically. But he inches past her slowly, bringing Celestia's massive ass more into the forefront. Each quake, jiggle, and clap is caught perfectly on video; each wink of her light pink ponut as it flashes the camera in between every clap. Critical can't help but bite his lip and feel the growing bulge in his pants. ‘That is some of the best ass shaking I've seen in years!” he thinks to himself. As he watches, though, he gets an idea! Angling the camera just right, he lowers himself down near Luna's breasts but still keeps Celestia's big bubble in focus. What results is a perfect duo of grade-A T&A in one shot, with the added bonus of glimpsing at Luna’s marehood-dining etiquette.

“That's it Luna….” moans Celestia. “Eat big sisters pussy like it's breakfast.”

Luna pulls out her snout for a moment, panting. “I… remember distinctly… you coming into my room and making it my breakfast when we started having relations, did you not?”

Celestia yanks Luna back into her hole by her horn. “That smart mouth of yours has other uses, you know~”

Celestia, in order to add more to the situation, uses her tail almost like a tentacle, wriggling it just inside her little sisters pussy while Luna herself still manipulates it with her magic. Making her moan into Celestia.

As Celestia tilts her head back, enjoying the face ride her sister's giving her, she notices two cameras; Vin’s floating in front of her, and Red’s above. She looks into Vin’s and crooks a finger, signaling him to come closer as she wraps her hands around the back of her head. As he does, he focuses full on her bouncing breasts. Each teat is like bountiful, perked water balloon the size of small beach ball, and wiggles as if it's half fluid. The perfect contrast to her sister's barely smaller, more perky bosoms. The other striking difference was areola size; if Luna's were sand dollars, these were small plates capped off by a large, light pink, almost strawberry taffy looking nipple. With each bounce the tits gyrate and ricochet of off one another, almost threaten to break the camera if Vintage drew to close.

Celestia lets him enjoy the show a bit more before addressing Red's camera with a smirk, “And you? I know just what to do for you!”

Without another word, she begins playing with her huge breasts. Tweaking and pinching at the nipples, groping them like nothing else matters. She brings them to her mouth one after the other, alternating in between them as she lick across each and shivers whenever she focuses on a nipple. As a cherry on top, from this angle Red can clearly see Luna going to town on her sister while she strokes her horn.

After a while, Luna decides to change things up a bit, winking at the camera and moving past her sister's soaked hole.

“Ooooh!” Tia groans. “Yes Luna!”

The other two try and react, but Critical stops them, “It's okay guys. I got it. Just film Celestia's reaction.” The other two do so, filming Celestia as she bucked up her breasts with one arm and fingers her now unoccupied pussy with the other.

Critical, on the other hand, captures princess Luna rimming Celestia hard. Her tongue flicks and wriggles against the ring, before dipping into the hole, giving the slightly loose orifice a good tonguing. Celestia keeps bouncing, helping get more of her sister's skilled oral probe into her back door. However, her cheeks don't bounce as wildly as before, with Luna's hands keeping them steady as she spreads them apart to fully gain access into Celestia's Hershey highway.

“Thine rectal passage is scrumptious, dear sister.”

“Shut up and eat that ass you little bitch !Prench it!” yells the slutty sun princess. Luna obliges, treating her sister's booty like it's the finest sherbert in all of Canterlot.

AsLuna digs into Celestia's rear a few dozen more times, she realizes that something is stirring within her. And by the twitching of Celestia's sphincter, she felt the same.

“L-Luna! I… I think it's time for the finale!” shouts Celestia.

Luna takes her tongue out of Celestia's ass at a deliberately slow pace, relishing in the shivers she feels through the two spread apart globes of flesh. “We cannot concur further, Our dear sister.”

Celestia falls to the side, landing with one leg in the air. Like clockwork, Luna mounts her sister, making sure both their vaginas are facing each other; on the verge of making contact.

She bends down once to sloppily kiss her sister for a final time before she finishes the both of them.

“I will not be gentle.”

“What made you think I wanted you to be?”

Luna smiles down at her, draping Tia’s raised leg over her right shoulder, and thrusts her marehood into Celestia's savagely. Both of them see stars as their marehood a finally connect, clitorises rubbing up against inner thighs and both pairs of lips clinging to each other for dear life. Both princesses facial expressions seem to melt as soon as contact was made, forming into eye fluttering, lip quivering, ear twitching messes. It obvious that this is what they've both been looking forward to.

Luna cannot control herself, letting out what can be called a laughing howl of pleasure and viciously thrusting her marehood against Celestia's, making the sun princess swear into the heavens and nearly bite her own lip bloody.

“Ah… Oh! Gods da… Luna!” cries Celestia.

“That's it big sister! Give in to me! Let me make you feel good!”

The entire scene is glorious; like a living painting comprised of bouncing tits, gyrating hips and infinite curves.

Knowing that climax can't be far off, the three camera stallions spring into action. Vintage slowly orbits his camera around the two, never taking the same path twice as he gives an excellent overview of the whole scenario. Red on the other hand, focuses on the princesses faces; their expressions and the noises they make. Highlighting for everyone who's going to watch. Lastly, Critical traces closely along their bodies, highlighting their breasts, pussies, asses, legs, etcetera: a moving close-up.

Luna roughly grabs one of her older sister's breasts, tugging and squeezing it as she brutally thrusts into her sister's sopping wetness while Celestia squeals and moans beneath her.

“Scream for me sister!” demands Luna, slapping the breast she was just holding. “Squeal like a whorse!” She repeatedly brings her open handed strikes down onto Celestia’s tender, vulnerable teat!

“Aaaaaaaaah! EEEEEEEEEEH!”

“Yes! For the love of the Gods YES!” cries Luna.

It's all building up now; their thrusts are inconsistent, bodies caked in sweat, and faces constantly switching from one impassioned expression to another.

“Cumming! C-c-cu-CUMMING!” screams Celestia.

“Cum with me! Cum! With! ME!!”

At the signaling of their climaxes, Critical focuses his camera on their interlocked flowers while Vintage and Redlight focus on their faces. Finally, after all of the build up, the anticipation… climax arrives.

Critical actually jumps slightly when his camera’s lense is drenched by a geyser of mare cum. The lense is repeatedly hit with streak after streak of squirt, the princesses still thrusting their marehoods together as they squirt in unison. Red gets out a back up camera to aid the already active one, aiming each one at a different princesses face. Celestia's eyes are closed, her mouth open in one long continuous moan. Meanwhile, Luna's eyes are rolling back while she smiles a crooked smile, lips quivering and tongue dangling helplessly out of the side of her mouth. Vintage gets everything else; the twitch of their bodies, wings springing out from their backs, hips jerking and gyrating uncontrollably. It was one of the best orgasms any of them had ever had the good fortune of filming.

With all the strength she can muster, Celestia pulls Luna down on top of her, taking her dangling tongue into her mouth and kissing her deeply. As they do, a camera floats in front of them, focusing on their faces. They separate from one another to look at the camera with lidded eyes.

“We… hope… you all enjoyed… our first video.” huffs Luna.

“See you around.” Sighs Celestia.

With that, the cameras cut off and fly back into their respective containers. The first vid is done.

“That was amazing you two!” says Redlight. “I mean I thought the oral sessions were good, but by the Gods that tribbing!”

“I concur! And the sounds you both made were exemplary!” says Vin.

Critical would have said something, but had to take an… emergency bathroom break.

“Thank you. All of you. But,” Luna is cut off mid sentence by a yawn “that whole ordeal took a lot out of us.”

“Quite.” says Celestia. “Do you all mind if we get some sleep? You can crash at our place if you want.”

Red gasps “You're offering us a stay in the Castle!”

Celestia shoots him a cheeky smile, “Red… you just filmed me and my sister having sex. I think we're past the point of formality.”

Red chuckles, scratching the back of his head. “Yeah, I guess so. Wanna hit a bar tomorrow though? I'll pay.”

Luna laughs lightly, “That would be nice.”

As the two get up and begin to redress, Celestia puts a hand on Red's shoulder and whispers to him, “You can share my bed if you'd like.”

Red freezes in place, Luna and Vin talking about what makes a good scene right next to him. Did Princess Celestia just…?

When they get to the Castle, Red experiences something he never thought he would: a feeling of nervousness that surpassed what he felt when the two princesses said yes. Vin and Luna had already gone to bed, tired out after the day's work. But he was awake. He was walking to the princess's chamber during the late evening.

Plus, if her tone from earlier was any indication, she didn't want to just cuddle...

‘Holy shit!’ he thinks ‘This can't actually be happening, can it? I mean I know we filmed her and everything, but this?’

Eventually he comes upon her door, finding it to already be open. She's expecting him.

As he enters the room, she stands at the edge of the bed. A bottle of wine in one hand, two glasses in the other. He audibly gulps at the sight of her; she is like a porcelain statue made of curves, bathed in the light of the moon.

"Good evening, Redlight."

Red doesn't say anything back. He can't. He can only watch as Celestia pours a glass of wine, gently hovering it over to him.

"I'm glad you decided to come this evening." She pours her own glass, taking small gentle sips. "I figured if we're going to be business partners, I figured we might as well get to know each other on a more informal level."

"... Y-Yeah!" Red stutters, breaking his trance. "That's actually not uh- not a bad idea. May I sit?"

"Of course!"

Red makes his way over. As he goes to take another sip of wine, he can't help but look over at Celestia. Or, look back at Celestia, given that her eyes are seemingly surveying his body.

"So uh, w-what do you want to talk about?" he says, trying his hardest to conceal his shaking.

"Well, I was thinking we'd talk about you! I mean, we did look up your information, but that was on more of a professional level. Tell me about you."

Red scoots back to lean against the headboard. "Well, I got into the biz at the age of 20. Was working at fueling station for some of the new magic powered vehicles making minimum wage. I had only done small, backyard film projects for most of my life. Then one day, my friend Rufus shows up with his fiance, asking me to shoot their sex tape for the honeymoon."

"Really? He just... asked you?" Tia asks, sipping her wine.

"Yeah. Said I was the only one he could trust not to post it to some shady mananet porn site. The day I filmed it was the day my cutie mark came in full."

"Oh! You had a Faded Mark?"

"Hehe, sure did!" Red says. He sighs, letting his head rest back against the board, looking up at the ceiling.

"My parents were so scared for me. Every year they'd check at least once to see if I had found that 'thing' yet. The spark to give me my full cutie mark."

Celestia places a hand on his shoulder. "I must have been hard for all of you."

"Yeah. Heh... you should've seen them when I told them how I finally brightened the damn thing. They we're... quite surprised."

Thousands of years playing politics had made Celestia adept at reading people. From the rigidness of dragon spines, to the state of a yak's mane. So right now, judging by how he trailed off, and the look on his face, she could tell he was holding something back.

"Redlight, if- if there's something you want to-"

"I don't want to talk about it."

She stopped, ad her hand slipped away. If dealing with Luna post return taught her anything of importance, it's that some ponies need time. "I... understand. My apologies for prying."

"No, no! It's not your fault it's just... I don't know. Don't even know why I brought it up. Sorry."

"Now we're both apologizing." Tia laughed.

"Heh. Yeah."

He was smiling again. That was a start. She wanted this to further the casual relationship with a business partner. Loosen him up so they could work together better. She had to make this work.

With a final swig of her wine, and a deep breath, Celestia decided it was time to skip the pleasantries.

"You know, this job teaches you a lot."

"Such as?" Red asks, going to take another sip of his wine.

"Well, you know... putting together a proper financially plan, keeping elected officials in check...." Celestia looks over to him. "How to read body language."

Red's glass rested against his lips for a moment, given momentary pause. The way she said that... did she-

"It teaches you to listen too. To hear things no one thinks you would... like a disappointed sigh."

Yeah. She knew.

Red took a sip- more of a gulp really- and looked over to her. She had that look on her face. The motherly seductress prowling to someone to care for for the night. A look that could plant kisses on your forehead just as quickly as it could deep throat you.

And she was staring at one Redlight Mind.

"I- um," Red started to talk "I uh... expected that you invited me for more than a talk, but-"

"But?" Celestia interrupts, the inflection in her voice an audible tease.

"Well... you're you!" says Red, gesturing at her body with his hand.

"Hehehe and?" she snickers. "With all that's happened do you actually think that matters?"

"Well I mean-"

She folded her arms, pushing her breasts up and together, faux pouting. "It's hardly fair that you've seen me naked and not the other way around."

Red gulps hard, unable to take his eyes off of hers. Bright and beautiful. Glowing in the dark as she stares at him. This was... really happening. This mare, this deity, paragon of virtue and care! Powerful enough to raise the sun. Gentle enough to cradle a child...

...and she wants to fuck him.

He jumps as feathers brush against his back, yelping like a schoolyard colt pecked on the cheek by his crush. His next words come out jittery and panicked, all the while, his pants tighten. "I... I'm not as big as-"

A finger presses to his lips, Celestia licking her own as those deep purple eyes practically scream out her intent.

"I was once with a stallion only 6 inches long... he made me cum six times."

Red was searching for something, anything to say, sweat matting his coat as his t-shirt was lifted up and over his head. Filming them was one thing, but this?! This would be the ultimate scandal! A tabloids delight! DEFAMATION OF ROYALTY SERVED ON A SILVER PLATTER! IT... it... oh...

They were both naked now... Celestia's erection towering over his. It would be a third leg on anypony else... and her tits are on his chest... and her tongue is in his throat.

He kisses her back of course. Makes her moan a couple times as their tongues wrestle. He was many things, but a lazy sexual partner was not one of them.

They separate, and she looks into his eyes, her own almost glowing in the dim bedroom as she smiles warmly down at him.

"One thing... call me 'Mommy' or 'Mamma', okay?"

Red gulps "...okay."

"That's a good boy, Red. Relax and let me in... mmm just like that."

Redlight can only make the usual sounds. Gags and gurgles the come from a filled throat, straining around the massive slab of mare meat. His tongue explores the underside of her shaft as more and more cock makes its way into him, tracing veins and tickling her canal.

Celestia looms over him as he pleasures her, sighing and gasping as Red starts to take her godly shaft deeper. The hand on the back his head helps him down as Celestia pushes him onto her ever so softly, ruffling mane and scratching ears. When she starts to feel resistance, light thrusts push more of herself in, making Red gag and gulp on her member as more of it feeds into him. ‘Relax.’ he thinks. ‘Focus on taking it, relax your throat!”

“Almost there, Red.” Celestia whispers, her voice like that of a mother giving her child potty training. “Almost.”

Red can feel his entire throat filling to the brim with turgid flesh as happy tears fall down his cheek. His head bobs against her thrusts, forcing more and more inside with each slurp and gag. Finally, he feels her sheath touch his lips and those gigantic balls hit his chin, his tongue dipping into the leathery ring to tease the sensitive flesh hiding behind the rest of her cock

“Oh fuck.” gasps Celestia. “That's it. All they way inside. Look up at me.”

Red looks up to see Celestia beautiful face staring back down at him; her gaze is comforting, reassuring even... but it's also a warning. Red understands, and readies himself, and no sooner than that does Princess Celestia start to thrust. She's gentle at first, pulling out more of herself on each slide out, then shoving herself back in. Faster and faster she goes, and harder to, snorting and grunting now as the soft pitter-patter of balls again chin become meaty slaps. Before he even realizes it, his throat has become her cocksleave, feeling half of the monster leave and reenter, again and again, faster and faster.

“Let's see if you can really take it!” Celestia growls.

Her hands slide into Red's mane to grip his hair. Her throbbing cock slides out, Red whining as she stops him from chasing it, leaving only the tip for him to suckle at like a pacifier. His hands played with her balls, squeezing, kneading, all to keep the trickle of pre flowing into his mouth.

"You've been a good boy, Red... but you're a big boy. right?"

Red nods, making Celestia giggle.

"Then show how a big boy like you takes cock..."

Red's eyes widened, then rolled. A second ago his throat was empty. Now? Now the air he was breathing had been replace by throbbing, delicious flesh. She slid out again, letting him breath, and suckle for more of that pre, then slammed again. It got faster, yeah, but never too fast. Sometimes she stayed in long enough to let his tongue swirl around her base and dip into the sheath. Other's, she'd slide out slow so he could use his tongue on the whole shaft, then stay out for a while, moaning and praising him as he sucked and licked and nibbled at her head.

She was testing his limits... yet making sure he loved it, all the same. Railing his mouth again and again to see how well her 'big boy' could do against her royal spear.

“Alright Red. That's enough.” she taps his cheek, sliding him off of her member with a wet ‘shhlick’.

“Get on the bed… ass up.”

"Y-Yes mamma..." whimpers Red, splaying himself out across the bed with his face into the sheets and his rump raised in offering to his Matriarch. He felt the tall, Amarezonian princess trot over and kneel down, shivering when a powerful tongue wets his anal ring in long, drawn out slithers. She circles it thrice clockwise, then thrice the opposite, spits on it twice, then pushes inside to taste his sacred passage, hand finger tip massaging his flanks. Now Red wasn't the most well built stallion, so his rear was not a colossal, toned hunk or jiggling jello roundness like most of the more successful male actors in the industry. But, his daily squats did give him a decent bubble and just enough jiggle for it to be a pleasurable feast for 'Mommy'.

After her tongue leaves him drippy and slick, Celestia's tongue leaves him, and her massive frame crawls up above him. He trembles when her knuckles press into the bed on ether side of his shaking body. He freezes up as something huge rests across his back, stopping just below and dripping in between hi shoulder blades. 'Thank you, pony elasticity.' Red thinks.

“Are you ready?” she asks him, sliding down to nibble at his ear.

“Yes… a-ah!”

There's pressure on his entrance for a moment, the blunt head pressing against him, demanding entry. He gives the monster what it wants, relaxing his hole and feeling the first few inches pop inside. After that…

His hand grip and slap at the sheets. “Oh… oh my Gods!”

Red feels it; slowly, inch by inch, she fills him... spreads him wide... thrusting ever so slowly, pulling out only a little and then thrusting more back inside. By the Gods did she get thicker?!

“Mmm that's it Red. Just relax and let Mommy get nice and comfy in your snug little cockhole.”

Celestia gasps, holding what Red has taken inside for a moment as his hole twitches around her.

"Ooooh fuck!" she groans. “Do you like it when I call it that? ‘Cockhole’?” she asks him.

“Y-Yes mommy!”

Celestia laughs. “'Yes Mommy' what?"

"I-I like it when you call my ass that!"

"Call your ass what?" she continues to tease, building momentum.

"... cockhole..."

He yelps as her hand crashes into his ass. "Good boys speak up so mamma can hear them!"

"Cockhole!"

She hilts him, falling over onto him, letting her breasts expand just a bit so he can feel her underboob on his head. "I! Said! LOUDER!"

From underneath her... Red screams.

"MY ASS IS A COCKHOLE! A COCKHOLE FOR MOMMY'S GREAT WHITE COCK AND HER BIG, JUICY LOADS!"

Celestia doesn't get up off of him... but her hips become a blur.

There, in the darkness, Celestia throws her head back, eyes shut tight as she pounds into the bed. The only evidence of a stallion underneath her being the flailing legs in between hers and the faint masculine squeals coming from her body.

Red is in a sweaty, muggy heaven. Trapped under this busty titan of a mare with breasts squeezing around the top of his head. His insides burn an ache fantastically with each pulverizing thrust into him, accompanied by the loud smacks of her swollen nuts against the sheets and his legs.

Her voice devolves into a series of grunts and growls as she claims Red thoroughly, cock throbbing hard, then harder. Those throbs become spasms, and the warmth of pre wetly flowing into his depths with each wicked spasm. Soon enough, his hole becomes the source of countless wet squelches and slaps.

Then, for a final time, she hilts him. As Red lets out some strange groaning squeal, he hears above him, above the the massive white curves and soft flesh covering his body... a sighing groan.

"Such a good boy...."

Warmth... warmth underneath him, spreading across his belly, and warmth inside as that belly grows. His own cock pulses and spews against him, each pulse from the cock inside him earning a gush from his own.

"So full..." Celestia purrs, reaching down and back to rub his growing, aching belly. "Let Momma help you."

The pull of magic grips opposite sides of Red's devastated hole. As they pull him wider, cum burst from around the mammoth cock, forming a puddle beneath the two as they ride out their orgasms.

Minutes pass... many minutes. The air Red breathes is potent now, filled with sex and matted, cum stained fur. Finally, after one last relieved sigh and a light gush, Celestia goes soft, slipping out of his depths. They go to kissing immediately, wrestling tongue and peppering cheeks and necks as the lie in their own mixing seed.

“Do you want me to pull out before we rest… or leave that mess till the morning?”

“Morning… “ Red says breathlessly, nuzzling into a matted tit.

“Very well.” Celestia giggles. “Thank you for playing along by the way.”

"No problem." says Red. "You're not the first mommy I've had... the the full package you got definitely puts you up their with the best.

"I'm flattered... mmmmraaaahhh... Gods I'm beat."

“Yeah me too... who'd Luna call?"

Celestia looks over rubbing one eye. “Oh! uh… you wanna see them??”

Red's ears perk up. "Oh yeah! She sent you a pic, right?"

After Tia's phone floats over, she flips through its pictures until she lands on one in particular.

Red had expectations, high one's at that... the six, multicolored mares in the photo greatly exceeded them.

And he distinctly recognizes the purple one by her wings, horn, and crown.

“Well I'll be damned… “

Author's Note

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Edit: Re-written. Getting back on track.