The Alpha Male

"Give me an update on 37-81-09 for possible signs of habitability," a stern voice spoke.

"Analyzing. One moment," replied a deep, monotone voice.

The owner of the first voice stretched back into the compression chair as he gazed out into the void of space. Said man ran a hand through his short brown hair, scanning the abyss with piercing green eyes. His skin was fairly tan for someone who had spent nearly 800 years adrift in the endless expanse, isolated from what little of his species remained.

"Results available."

"Give me a sitrep."

"We've detected seven planets classifying as 'Semi-habitable' and 14 as uninhabitable entirely."

"Of course you have," he sighed. "How long ago was the first launch of the Alpha fleet?"

"Approximately 792 years, 5 months twelve days, and-"

"Thank you, computer."

"Captain Zachary, would you care for some-"

"I'm fine, thank you. Just prepare the cryo-pod. I'm going back to sleep," he said as he stood up from his seat. "Wake me up when we find something with anything promising."

The Alpha clambered down a maintenance shaft and landed onto the solid metal floor before walking down the dimly lit corridor. The ship was minuscule in comparison to the ships that were intended to carry out hundreds of thousands of people from Earth. He recalled how he and his Alpha brethren were testing the FTL drives for the scouting ships that they were assigned and how they returned to a charred and irradiated Earth.

Zach pulled off his shirt and lined his exterior implants with the tubes that lined the inside of his cryo-pod. The mechanical arms whirred as they adjusted to his height before plunging into his flesh, the clamps locking down on the metallic surfaces embedded in his skin. The tube began to fill with a nitrogen-oxygen compound to keep him alive and frozen as a mask lowered over his face to preserve his most vulnerable parts.

'God, if you're out there,' Zach thought as he faded into sleep, 'Let me find a home. I don't wanna die out here.'

The pod hissed shut as the Alpha was put to sleep.

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Celestia yawned as she stretched her arms out at her sides. She smacked her lips as she relaxed into her throne. The Princess sighed as she laid back and basked in the sunlight that was streaming down through the sunroof above her. The feeling of light and warmth caressing her body was enough to get her nethers tingling in just the right-

"Sister!"

Celestia opened her eyes to see Luna standing before her.

"Yes, Lulu?"

"Thou art indecent!" Luna replied by holding up a mirror.

The Princess examined her naked reflection and gasped.

"My goodness! You're right!"

Celestia's horn lit up, floating a crown and necklace over to her before putting them on.

"Thank you, Luna, almost started the day without my regalia."

"Of course, sister," Luna stated as she crossed her arms over her bare breasts.

The twin sisters sat down at their respective thrones, not as nude as everypony else but cutting it quite close. Seated underneath the streaming light that graced their amazonian bodies, it was no wonder to anypony that went up to them why they were seen as the most powerful and sexiest creatures on the planet.

"Guards, let the traffic in," Celestia ordered.

Four mares wearing golden pauldrons, helmets and blue drapes over their thighs saluted and moved to open the massive throne room doors. Surprisingly, there was only one pony waiting on the other side. Said pony was a tan unicorn mare with a pitch-black mane and tail, wearing a small lab coat that hid nothing from view. She walked up to the steps before the thrones and bowed.

"Princesses," she greeted.

"Rise, Inkwell," Celestia stated.

"Thank you, ma'am," the mare said as she pulled out a small note. "We've got the results back from the tests."

"Good to hear. What are the results?"

"The artificial sperm fabricated by Honey Dew and Seed has had a resounding 65% success rate in impregnation testing, with no negative side effects on the mares that volunteered or the mares that handled the injections."

"That's astounding," Luna gasped.

"Well... there's some bad news as well, ma'am," Inkwell stated. "You see, out of all the positive pregnancies, none of them report any results with a single Y chromosome. In short, the fake sperm works, but only makes mares."

Celestia and Luna shared a grim look.

"So even if we manage to industrially produce this compound," Celestia started.

"It would only result in less stallions than where we are now," Luna finished.

"Not only that, your majesties, but mass production is out of the question with this substance, due to the precise temperature and chemicals needed to produce it. I'm... we're all sorry."

"Do not worry, my little pony," Celestia said. "You've all done the best you can in this situation. We couldn't have asked anything more from you or your team. Take the day off and have some fun, unwind with each other. You've all earned it."

The mare smiled and bowed once more before walking out. The Princesses turned to one another and spoke.

"This is far more grim than I imagined, sister," Luna said.

"Right. We're officially out of options. If we can't find a solution to this problem, what good would our new society be without citizens?"

"To think that we only had but a few years to enjoy this sexual wonderland," Luna sighed. "Barely even a year back and we're already facing the threat of losing all stallions permanently."

"Would you like for me to call up Shining and Cadance for a quick fuck in the gardens?"

Luna nodded.

"I'll grab my beads," Luna said as she got up.

"And remember to use lube, sister! Wouldn't want to sit on a sore anus all day again, now would we?" Celestia teased.

Luna blushed as she smacked one of her cheeks and shook her rump at her sister before wandering off. Celestia sighed deeply as she ran a hand down her perfectly curved stomach.

"What I'd give for a solution right now," she whispered. "Faust, Harmony, or whatever gods may watch us now, please... please send something, anything to help us right now."

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Maud grunted as she ran a finger over her dripping slit, her juices coating her furred hand as her marehood winked. Groping her left tit with her other hand, Maud moaned as she pushed in between her flower's petals, her inner heat flowing into the open air around her.

She gazed up at the stars as she continued to masturbate in the middle of the field, thinking of so many fantasies at once. She lightly pinched her nipple while she thought of somepony taking her by surprise right here and now, forcing themselves into her as she used her fingers to spread her marehood wide open. She could feel herself dripping onto the rock she propped herself on as she circled a thumb about her love button.

"Maud!" a familiar voice called out.

Maud lifted her head up to see her sister Limestone walk up to her.

"Jacking off on the rocks?" she asked coyly, a shit-eating-grin dominating her face.

"Just trying to reel in my heat," Maud answered with her usual monotone.

"Again? Jeez, you're like a freaking machine down there. How many times have you cum on that thing today?"

"Four," Maud answered as she pushed a finger down to the knuckle. Her body went rigid as her delicate flower squirted over the rock. "Five."

"Well mom wants us back at the house. It's almost lunch time and we-"

Their conversation was interrupted by a crack of thunder.

Both mares looked around the open skies, unable to see any cloud that would produce a storm. A shriek-like sound resonated through the air and they both turned to see something neither expected.

A triangular metallic behemoth spouting blue fire was falling from somewhere beyond the sky, tilted as though it were coming down from somewhere even higher. It turned about in the air in a manner that would likely shame a pegasus as giant claws slid out of its underside. The thing began to increase in size as its distance above the ground shortened.

The sisters watched with wide eyes as the metallic beast slowed down to a stop and landed a few dozen meters away from them.

"What in Luna's glazed crotch is that thing!?" Limestone shouted.

Suddenly, a small part of the pointed front popped out underneath it and washed a blue light over the area. It passed over the sisters and paused before blinking and retreating into the thing. The opposite end extended downward into a ramp as something walked out of it.

From what they could see, it was like a pony in terms of shape, but couldn't be further from them.

Its head was covered in a black metal helmet with a black plate of glass where a pony's eyes would be, with the lower half of its face obscured by what looked like a futuristic gas mask. It wore a large, orange trench-coat that stretched down to behind its knees, the coat draped over a plated metal chest piece (the lack of protrusion likely indicating a lack of breasts) while its arms and legs were covered by what looked like plastic materials, thin and shiny. It carried something odd in its hands, resembling one of those super-squirter toys that Pinkie plays with, but made of metal and had two barrels, one on top and another underneath it, both glowing a bright blue.

It scanned the area before it before landing its sights on the two mares in the field.

"Is," Limestone whispered, pointing at it with a trembling hand, "i-is that..."

"An alien?" Maud asked, her eyes widening.