Dusk Shine's New Gleam

It wasn’t every day that three Princesses and two Princes of the realm, along with a baby dragon supped together in the home of civilians. Of course, Gleaming Shield reminded herself, Mom and Dad aren’t quite civilians anymore. While nothing was official yet, it did appear that Gleaming herself would become a Princess of the Realm, and her parents a Duke and Duchess.

Duke Night Light and Duchess Twilight Velvet. No matter how many times Gleaming rolled the words over her mental tongue, they just sounded weird. Gleaming may have been a grown mare, able to make her own decisions, like choosing to join the Royal Guard or having a roll in the hay with her brother, but she still thought of them as mom and dad. Hopefully there would only be a few times in the next few years that she would be formally required to call them Duke and Duchess to their face.

Still, Gleaming Shield was rather happy. Though none of them were her work colleagues, all ponies present were ones she felt comfortable being around and talking to, the incessant teasing from a select few over the last few days notwithstanding. Given the paucity of Equestrian royalty who weren’t present at this supper, Gleaming had taken the opportunity to sweep the entire city block where her parent’s home was, getting the all-clear from the ponies she had deployed.

It also meant there should be no obstacles to the dicking she was due to receive tonight. It was all Gleaming could do not to wag her tail. Even for what this was supposed to be, a casual dinner, Gleaming still needed to maintain some level of decorum.

“It’s good to see you again, Night Light,” said Celestia. “I’ve been able to see your wife infrequently, but it’s been what, two years since we managed to chat?”

“About that time, yes. I believe it was at the Hearth’s Warming Eve play shortly before Dusk left to Ponyville,” said Night Light.

Though the dinner was in celebration of Dusk Shine, it was also a way to reconnect Night Light and Twilight Velvet with the Royal Family. The two sides had had limited interactions over the years, thanks to Cadance being Dusk Shine’s babysitter, Dusk later becoming Celestia’s student, and Gleaming Shield becoming Captain of the Royal Guard. However, they lacked more intimate moments, usually meeting in crowded places instead of in private. The dinner had been the perfect idea to become somewhat more familiar with one another.

“It is always good to see another pony with a Moon Cutie Mark!” Said Princess Luna. “How, pray tell, did you acquire it?”

You fool, you don’t know what you’ve done! Gleaming mentally shouted. She knew all too well once one got her father started on his Cutie Mark story, he simply did not shut up.

For once, however, Gleaming Shield was in good luck. Night Light had gotten his Cutie Mark, a symbol of the crescent moon, in astronomy, and Princess Luna was good at interjecting and asking more questions. In so doing, their conversation was actually far more interesting than previous tellings.

To Gleaming Shield’s right side, Twilight Velvet just rolled her eyes, having obviously heard the story more times than she could count. Judging that it was safe to start a second conversation at the table, she turned to her only daughter and asked, “So, how has work been the last few weeks, Gleaming?”

“It’s been mostly alright,” said Gleaming, not wanting to get too in-depth about the soul-sucking bugthing that was paperwork. “I was able to delegate lots of work to my vice, else I might have had to miss my own brother’s coronation.”

“Yes, just like you would have missed dinner if you had skipped out like you almost did on his graduation day.”

“And as I keep reminding you, there was an incident in the mess that day,” Gleaming said, gritting her teeth. Her mother would never let her live that down.

“Ah, was that the day of Custard’s Last Stand?” Celestia suddenly asked, having been listening in on the conversation between mother and daughter.

Gleaming Shield affirmed Celestia’s question with a nod of her heads. “It took them weeks to get all the custard cleaned off the walls. I still have nightmares of it in my fur,” she shuddered.

“Ohhh, right, I forgot that was when that happened,” said Twilight Velvet.

“Don’t worry too much,” Spike piped up from his spot at the end, where he could be seen by all and see all. “You’re not the only one in this family that that’s happened too.”

“Spike!” Dusk Shine hissed at him from beside him.

“Oh yes, how could I forget,” said Twilight Velvet, blissfully unaware of her son making a motion with his hoof, begging her to stop. “Dusk had a bad time with some cheese when he was melted, and I don’t believe he’s eaten a quesadilla ever since.”

“Moooom,” Dusk groaned, blushing as everypony else had a brief laugh at his expense. Even Cadance and Blueblood, who had been mostly silent throughout the dinner, were able to get in a chuckle.

“Oh, Dusk,” said Night Light, sensing his conversation with Luna was at an end. “It’s been rather overwhelming for us, our only son suddenly becoming an alicorn and a prince all at once. Your mother just wants some familiar ground to tread on, and for her, teasing you is one of those ways.”

“That’s right,” said Twilight Velvet.

“Oh, fine,” Dusk huffed, but didn’t push any harder than that.

Gleaming Shield wanted to gloat. At last, somepony other than her was being teased that week.

“Don’t think I don’t see that grin, Gleaming,” warned her mother. “I haven’t teased you in some time yet.”

The grin on Gleaming’s froze in a terrifying rictus.

“Both my children are grown up, but you’re the older one here by several years, yet you still haven’t brought a stallion home!” Twilight Velvet admonished her. “You need to get out a little more, and if you can’t, surely you can relax your self-imposed rules about dating within the workplace? I’ve met that secretary of yours, Westwing was it? Such a sweet young stallion.”

Gleaming didn’t even bother to correct her mother that it was Westwind, not Westwing. Her eyes found her father’s eyes. Help me, her eyes screamed.

Her father shook his head.

Traitor! Her eyes said, Traitor!

“Don’t tell me your poor old mother is never going to become a grandmare. Now that Dusk is a prince, it’ll be even more difficult for him to find a mare, now that everymare and her daughter is going to be throwing herself at him.”

“That’s, um, enough, mom,” Dusk said, interrupting Velvet before she could get into a right rant about foals. Gleaming was about to breathe a sigh of relief, before Dusk’s next words almost sent her into a nervous spasm. “Er, Gleamy, maybe we should tell mom and dad?”

Gleaming Shield swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. The fine wine began to feel just a little bit nauseous in her stomach. Oh, right.

“Tell us? Tell us about what?” Night Light asked.

“Er...well, you see…” Gleaming tried to speak and failed, fumbling for words.

“We’re together,” Dusk said, doing what Gleaming could not. “Like, together, together. We were for a few years, drifted apart when I moved to Ponyville, but now we’ve decided to pursue it again, seriously.”

Silence. Gleaming could hear her own breath all too easily, and she felt like she needed a bag. Wasn’t Dusk supposed to be the one to go into nervous fits? It was as if their habits had switched around along with their relative sizes.

“Oh. Well, that’s disappointing,” was all Twilight Velvet had to say.

“Disappointing?” Asked Princess Celestia, the suddenly frosty tone in her voice hinting that the other mare should be careful with her next few words.

Thankfully for Twilight Velvet, her husband was quick to save her. “Not like that,” Night Light said. “Rather, it’s simple mathematics.”

“Mathematics?” Blueblood suddenly asked, his first real contribution to the conversation so far, even if it was a one-word question.

“Yes,” Night Light said, frantically nodding his head. “If our son and daughter married other ponies and had foals at the same time, then we could have two grandfoals within the year, then two more in the year after that, and so on, or at least Velvet likes to imagine. If Dusk and Gleaming marry each other, they can only have one offspring per year between the two of them, not two.”

“Ooooh,” said Blueblood and Cadance.

“Wait, what?” Gleaming asked, snapping back to reality. “That’s it? Not a word about the fact Dusk and I are in a relationship?”

“About that,” Night Light said rather haltingly, “We kind of, um...already knew.”

Twilight Velvet nodded. “A mother always knows.”

“What? But how?!” Gleaming and Dusk both asked at once.

Night Light rose a hoof and started tapping on the table as he listed off the reasons, “Well, you both always seemed to wash your sheets every time we were away for a day or later, we’d always find clumps of purple and white hair together whenever we had to clean out the bath drains, you weren’t as careful cleaning up the smell after, we stumbled across Gleaming’s toy collection once and Dusk’s magical aura was still on it, and you two weren’t anywhere near as subtle with your looks at one another as you thought you were.”

“Ah, that makes sense. I guess we weren’t as careful as we thought we would,” said Dusk.

Gleaming Shield had a different reaction to all their dirty laundry being aired, as she could feel her face burning as her father had continued. “Oh, come on!” She said, rising to her hooves. “Is there anypony here who didn’t know I was bucking my brother?!”

“I figured it out a long time ago,” Celestia offered, but Gleaming knew that already.

“I actually knew well before yesterday,” said Cadance.

“I have to make sure not to accidentally look into your dreams after the first raunchy dream I saw of yours,” Luna admitted.

“I didn’t realise it at first since I didn’t know what sex was at the time, but once I started reading on pony biology I put it together,” said Spike.

As one, everyone seemed to realise one pony hadn’t answered a yay or a nay yet, and turned to look at him.

Blueblood weakly raised his hoof. “I didn’t, but now I do...I guess,” he said.

“That’s IT!” Gleaming Shield shrieked. “I’ve had enough of this supper! All of you, carry on and forget about us. Dusk, you’re coming with me!” She said, lifting her brother up in her telekinetic grip.

“Gleamy, stop embarrassing us,” Dusk said, but he didn’t seem opposed to being carried away.

“Daughter, son, where are you going?” Twilight Velvet called out as Gleaming reached the stairs.

“You’re getting your grandfoal tonight, mom!” Gleaming shouted back as she started climbing up. “The first of many!”

“Unbelievable,” Gleaming groused, pacing as soon as she got into her bedroom. “What was that?”

“No, what was that?”

Gleaming shuddered, and her tail instinctively rose, exposing her flower. That wasn’t her brother Dusk Shine, the laid-back, friendly stallion she had grown up with. That was Dusk Shine, dominant alicorn prince who was about spread her wide. Annoying the latter one was not a smart decision to make.

“I was hoping to have a little bit longer chat with everypony else, but since you can’t seem to handle a little bit of teasing you decided to come up here right away,” Dusk said. “Well, now we’re up here.”

Gleaming mewed, dropping to her belly and crawling towards the underside of Dusk’s barrel.

“No, no oral tonight!” Dusk commanded. “I’m breeding you tonight, just as promised, and I’m not going to waste a single drop of my seed where it’ll do no good.”

Quickly, Dusk cast several spells, one that Gleaming recognised to soundproof the room, and one more to stop any vibrations from being transmitted as well, so the ponies downstairs couldn’t feel the bed rocking on the floor either. Then, he cast his horn, and Gleaming suddenly found herself on her bed.

“I really should learn teleportation someday,” Gleaming said, marvelling at her brother’s magical prowess.

“I don’t see what good it’ll do you,” Dusk said. “Teleportation isn’t recommended for pregnant mares, so that rules out at least the next decade or so.”

Gleaming shivered in anticipation at his words, being reminded of what Dusk had said about breeding her for at least a good ten foals.

“I don’t know precisely how this should feel, but this is the conception spell I promised,” Dusk said gently, and he cast another spell with his horn.

Gleaming felt the spell wash over her. It felt...different, from the normal contraception spell. Where that felt like a brief feeling of warmness washing over her body, this was different. Her whole body was suddenly hotter, and the feeling didn’t go away. More importantly, the heat was concentrated, in her abdomen and her loins.

Gleaming needed.

“Well, I did promise you I’d breed you tonight, but, well, tssk tssk,” Dusk said. Gleaming couldn’t see him, given Dusk had teleported her to face towards the wall on her bed, so she didn’t know what he was doing.

Suddenly, something poked at her mouth, and Gleaming opened her lips without thinking. She knew what it was a second later as a large ball fit into her mouth, soon being tied off behind her muzzle.

“Mmmfh, mmmfh!” Gleaming protested as she turned around to face her brother.

“Down!” Dusk ordered, and Gleaming stopped. “You brought this on yourself, Gleamy, the way you acted downstairs. Be a good girl and I’ll release that after,” he said, stressing the last word. Looking through Gleaming Shield’s toy collection, secreted away in a box with a magical lock that he of course knew how to open, he selected a few more items. “Given the circumstances, I think it only fitting you be bound tightly as I make you my mare.”

Gleaming’s heart thumped. His mare. She offered no resistance as Dusk used his magic again to push her front legs down so her rump was raised, and then as he spread her back limbs and held them in place with a spreader bar.

“Oh yes, and how could I forget this? That was a wild week, I think that’s when I truly began to realise how much of a submissive slut you were for your brother’s cock.”

Gleaming turned her head back around, and saw what Dusk Shine was talking about. Her eyes widened.

It was a silver collar, polished to a shine with a retractable end to easily slip in and out. Gleaming remembered how it had a magical lock for unicorns to roleplay with, making it difficult for the sub wearing the collar to slip out unless she knew how to unlock it. It had been around her neck on a few occasions.

What really sealed the deal for her was the tag that hung loose from the front, ‘Property of Dusk Shine’.

Gleaming started wagging her tail.

“Yes, yes, you enjoy that, don’t you, little sister?” Dusk asked as he levitated the collar in place over her neck. Using his hooves for once, Dusk fumbled as he turned it around, then closed in the retractable part.

Gleaming sighed in content as she heard the soft click of the lock, knowing she was just about completely helpless now, ready to be taken by her big brother.

“Now, what else? Ah, yes, your tail!” Dusk said, as he grabbed Gleaming’s tail, still wagging furiously, in his magical grip. Taking a thin rope out of the toy box, he restrained her tail with one end of the rope, then connected the other end of the rope to a clasp on the back side of her collar. The effect was that Gleaming’s tail was held in place connected by the rope to her collar.

More importantly, it left her dripping cunt completely open and exposed to her brother.

“Well, well, well,” said Dusk, hopping off the bed and pacing around. “It’s been some time since we started doing this, hasn’t it? We were both young then, much more immature and sexually inexperienced then. Of course, you used the opportunity to relentlessly tease me back then. Well, guess what, little sister? Now I’m the big one, and I’m the one who’ll be the one doing the teasing around here.”

Gleaming wiggled her rump in response. Just fuck me already! She thought furiously.

As if sensing her mental cry, Dusk Shine climbed back onto the bed, then climbed over top of Gleaming Shield so most of his weight pressed her down into the bed, being careful not to bend her tail. Were it not for a spell to give the bed extra strength, Dusk’s increased size was at risk of breaking it. “I’d like to say this is your last chance to back out, be a little bit chivalrous and all that, you know,” Dusk said, before leaning in closer to Gleaming, talking straight into her ear. “Of course, the truth is you’ve awakened a fire in me I didn’t know I had. I want you, sis, Gleamy. I want you, and your body. And I’m going to have it, I’m going to make you my mare. There’s no takebacks now.”

The mare’s heart thumped again, and for a few seconds, Gleaming Shield suddenly found herself nervous. Did she really want to go through with this? Once she started to carry and then bear Dusk’s first foal, she was set on a path from which it would be very difficult to turn back. Gleaming suddenly found herself nervous.

Then Dusk’s flare pressed up against her pussy, and all of her anxieties evaporated. Gleaming Shield had protected Canterlot for many years. Dusk, her big brother, would protect her in turn.

It was a slow, gradual process as Dusk’s stallionhood entered her, parting her vulvar folds. Gleaming could feel her inner walls being expanded and stuffed as they reshaped themselves to accommodate the larger presence of the meaty cock. Her pussy contracted, trying to pull Dusk in further and further. It was as if her lower lips knew that this was the time the large stallionhood would be siring a new foal further in, and refused to let it go.

“Oh, buck, you feel so good tonight sis,” Dusk said, letting out a pleasured groan. “All those exercises you do in the Guard keeping you nice and fit, and really tight down here too no doubt.”

“Mmm-hmm,” Gleaming agreed, nodding since her words were still muffled behind the ball gag.

“Of course, you won’t be staying in the Royal Guard, at least not in Canterlot,” Dusk said, having finally settled himself in a nice, cozy spot inserted deep inside of Gleaming Shield’s lower body, the two siblings connected hip to hip. “I remember some of those scenarios we roleplayed, before I left to Ponyville. Sometimes, I threatened to put a foal in you to get you kicked out of the Guard. Well, this time it’s for real.”

Gleaming Shield let out a moan as Dusk continued to talk. “You can come to Ponyville and give birth to my foals. Spike can be my assistant and clean-up, but you, you can be my cock warmer and mother of my foals. Every day, you’ll wake up and nurse them, feed them, and take them to school. Ponyville doesn’t need much of a Royal Guard, so you can spend most of that time behind a desk. My desk, specifically, where you’ll crawl to every day, lick my cock out of my sheath and kiss my flare, worship it as that which will give your foals while I do paperwork. You love my cum, don’t you, Gleamy?” Dusk hissed. “You love it in your mouth, you love it up your plothole, but most of all, you love it gushing deep inside your cunt, waiting to invade one of your eggs and make you my mare?”

The mare would have protested a little bit with a muffled moan, since she would go stir crazy without at least something intellectually stimulating. However, she was interrupted as Dusk Shine finally chose to shut up and pull out until his medial ring was almost out of her pussy, only to slam right back in.

“Mmmf!” Gleaming moaned into the gag, only to let out squeak of pleasure as Dusk quickly sped up. The friction from his flare and cock as he pulled out, only to slam back in each time was incredible! Whether it was the conception spell, her own need for a foal, or the increasing wetness she had felt as Dusk seduced her with her dirty talk, Gleaming simply didn’t care. All she wanted was more.

Gleaming felt her butt wiggle instinctively, moving every which way to afford Dusk’s stallionhood every last centimetre of space possible into her willing pussy. Gleaming could feel herself drooling past the ball gag, but didn’t care as the sensations in her cunt overpowered almost everything else. She closed her eyes. Looking into a pillow wasn’t nearly as stimulating as the heat roiling in her pussy, waiting to be let out.

“Then take my cum, Gleaming!” Dusk said, pulling out again and slamming right back into her, his balls smacking up against her lower lips as his length entered as far as it could get into his sister. “Take it all, and get pregnant! Bear my foal!” He growled, pulling out and then pounding back into Gleaming Shield again.

“Mmf!” Gleaming moaned even louder into her gag. She was beginning to tremble as her body hit new highs in how many nerves could scream out in joy, and yet Dusk still kept moving, thrusting in and out of her.

Then he wrapped his front limbs around her neck in the motion of a protector.

Gleaming came, and it was all she could do not to black out at the pleasure.

She shivered as her pussy quivered, squirting out a dollop of marecum. Even with Dusk’s cock plugging up her marehood, Gleaming could still feel her back legs getting wet as fluid dripped down, drenching her fur.

And yet Dusk still kept moving, plunging in back and forth in a perpetual motion, showing no sign of stopping even as he squeezed Gleaming tighter and tighter, and she squeezed his stallionhood tighter and tighter. Gleaming felt herself floating, or at least that was what it had to be, as her hooves couldn’t have been touching the bed anymore. She began to feel light-headed, all the blood in her body moving down to her rump, where that accursed fire and the ever-insatiable itch were at least beginning to feel satiated.

Then Dusk moved out just a little bit too far, his medial ring at last existing her pussy, before plunging back inside. In the process, it made a hard bump against Gleaming’s clitoris, and the mare gasped as another orgasm went off. This time, she was even more sensitive than the last. The pleasure sent her to an exalted land of nirvana, one which Gleaming wasn’t sure she ever wished to leave. Even through her closed eyes, she could still see stars.

But then Dusk’s stallionhood twitched, and Gleaming Shield felt relieved as it shot out seed, wetting her inner walls that felt dry with heat, and then again and again, until it felt as if there wasn’t a single empty spot in her pussy, being taken up either by cum or cock.

Gleaming Shield sagged, feeling happy. The warm cum pooled deep inside her pussy must surely have entered her womb. While she knew better about biology, she liked to imagine that within the hour some embryo would already be implanted on her womb wall, beginning to divide and multiply.

Except Dusk didn’t stop. Even though he had cum once, the stallion kept moving.

“Mmf, mmmmff!” Gleaming protested. She couldn’t keep going! That last orgasm had already left her feeling exhausted. She was simply too sensitive!

“I can cum more than once, you know, just that this time it’ll both be inside your pussy, not your mouth,” Dusk offered, misunderstanding Gleaming’s protests. “Like I said, I’m going to make certain you’re pregnant, and what better way than to cum in you twice?”

Gleaming wanted to say ‘No!’, she wanted to protest. But her body refused. It was going to see this through to the end, no matter what. The very first time Gleaming would be impregnated needed to be a special one.

Instead, her cunt swallowed up Dusk’s stallionhood even more, something she wouldn’t have thought possible. Dusk seemed to be moving faster than before, with a frantic energy that belied just how much he wanted this, as much as Gleaming did herself. His cock moved back and forth, stroking her well-lubricated inner walls.

Gleaming trembled. Were it not for the ball gag, she would have been biting her hooves, as pleasure transformed into an exquisiteness so divine it even encompassed pain and nausea. It was all she could do to hang onto the cliff of consciousness, a single hoof holding onto a thin outcrop of rock.

Then Dusk came into her again, his stallionhood throbbing with heat.

Then Gleaming came, and then she blacked out.

“Are you OK, Gleamy?”

Gleaming Shield squinted. It was dark out, so she slowly managed to open her eyes, quickly adjusting for the low light.

Then she opened her eyes and realised she was in her room, though the lights had been dimmed.

“Ah, good, you’re awake. I was worried for a minute there. Did something happen?” Dusk Shine asked, waving a hoof in front of her. “How many hooves am I holding up?”

“Just one,” Gleaming said, attempting to deadpan but lacking the energy to do so. Then she blinked, and realised what had caused her to black out. “Well, you did it, Dusky. You finally made me cum so hard I blacked out.”

“Aw, shucks,” Dusk said, rubbing his head with a hoof. “That isn’t necessarily a good thing, you know. Blacking out could be associated with low blood sugar levels, or-”

Gleaming cut him off with a hoof. “None of that tonight, I don’t want to hear any of it, I just want to cuddle now, mmkay?”

“Oh. Oh, right,” Dusk said, blushing. “Um, just one more thing that I picked up today, I want you to wear it.”

Wear it? What is it? A horn ring, or or a hoof band perhaps? Gleaming thought to herself. Quickly wiggling various body parts, she found she was still wearing the collar, but the rope holding her tail in place and the spreader bar on her back legs had since been removed.

Instead of either of those options, Dusk held up a plug. “To go in your pussy,” he said. “I don’t want you leaking anything out tonight, you hear?”

Gleaming swallowed. That wasn’t quite what she had expected. But she wasn’t adverse to it either. Climbing up onto her hooves, she turned around, and lifted her legs. Cum was already beginning to leak out of her. Even in this, her brother was apparently prepared for everything.

“There, there,” Dusk said, coaxing Gleaming as the plug entered her cunt, travelling in a ways until it was finally in nice and tug, sealing off the flow of any more stallion seed from leaving. It wasn't a cock, but it was something. “Congratulations, Gleamy. You’re going to have a foal.”

“C’mere, you big lug,” Gleaming growled, grabbing Dusk Shine and pulling him down to the bed. “You fucked me so hard tonight I blacked out. You’ve bred me and yes, I’m happy. But now, I just want to cuddle with my stallion, my big brother.”

Dusk snorted, but he didn’t resist her efforts as she hugged him in close. Instead, he cast magic to turn off the lights and pull the blanket over top of the two ponies, mare and stallion, sister and brother.

Gleaming Shield went through a brief breathing exercise as she snuggled her head up against her brother’s barrel, enjoying the feeling of his fur against her head. Tomorrow would bring new things, and new paperwork, as she would be filing to leave Canterlot’s Royal Guard and join the new, minimalist troop in Ponyville for the new Prince. But right now, she had friends, family, fortune, a big brother best friend forever and a foal on the way.

What more could a mare want?