Chapter 1 - When One Plus One Sometimes Equals Three
In the magical land of Equestria, in the tallest tower, in the tallest castle, on the tallest mountain, two Princesses had reached an impasse.
“After you, Mrs. Twilight.”
“Oh no, after you, Mrs. Celestia.”
Princess Celestia and Princess Twilight Sparkle had come to a stop on the way to their chambers on the eve of the day when the two had finally been wed.
They went back and forth, neither wanting to let the other be the most gracious, until one of the two stoic Guardsponies serving as sentinels for the Princess’ quarters waved a hand glowing with magic, and opened the tall white and gold doorway for the newlyweds.
Trying to act like he hadn’t just interrupted two of his sovereigns, no matter how silly they may have been acting, the Guard bowed and tried to cut off any repercussions with a heartfelt, “Congratulations your Highnesses, we wish you both the best.”
He signalled his counterpart about as subtly as a rescue flare, and the other Guard added his own hasty bow and slightly more rushed, “Congratulations.”
The brides shared a look, and a smile, and decided to let the slight pass, knowing that these young stallions would be watching over them diligently to ensure nothing and no one interrupted their wedding night.
Celestia brought back a little of her regal composure, mostly discarded from the joyous day and the flow of champagne, to address her personal Guards, “Thank you both for the well wishes. I truly appreciate your dedication to our well-being, and your willingness to protect us at our most vulnerable time.”
The Guards straightened up and even seemed to puff out their chests at the praise, trying not to let their proud smiles turn to grins.
But they weren’t completely off the hook.
Celestia’s grin took on a decidedly lascivious tilt, a surprise in and of itself to the colts, “Of course, I hope you poor boys aren’t squeamish, what with the things you’ll be hearing tonight. It is our wedding night after all. At least it should help you both keep from falling asleep at your post.”
The lad’s faces lit up like candles, their eyes going wide as saucers, utterly taken by surprise at the intimations of their ruler.
If anyone could match them blush for blush, it was Twilight. Ignoring her wife’s giggling at the three’s expense, Twilight grabbed Celestia’s hand and bade the blushing boys a crisp, “Good night!” And hauled Celestia into the hall outside their rooms.
Twilight turned to Celestia before they reached the door, a rosy tint still evident on her cheeks, “Was the teasing really necessary?”
Celestia answered her, “Oh of course. I couldn’t just let them get away with that cheeky move with the door, now could I?" Celestia pulled closer to Twilight and reached a hand out to caress her love’s cheek when she said, “And besides, you turn the most adorable shade of plum when you’re embarrassed.”
Twilight, still slightly non-plussed at the teasing, but appreciating the intimate moment, finished the discussion with a final, “We’re using a sound-proofing spell.”
Celestia grinned for the second time in as many minutes and said, “Of course we are, but they don’t know that. Although, I’m sure they’ll figure it out after a few hours.”
Twilight rolled her eyes, but still smiled at the more fun-loving side of her wife that few ever got to see. Finally deciding that there had been entirely too much banter so close to the bedroom, Twilight dispensed with the words, encircled her arms around Celestia’s waist, and pulled her in for a loving kiss.
Celestia closed her eyes and reciprocated immediately, tilting her head down so her muzzle could reach Twilight’s without having to bend down. It wasn’t a heated kiss, but neither was it the relatively chaste kisses they’d shared during the reception. It was a kiss that said “This is where I belong,” with lips, but no words.
Celestia brought her own hands to her lover’s waist and began to slide them up and down, appreciating Twilight’s form with her sense of touch alone.
Twilight’s body had taken to becoming a Princess very well. She soaked up the magic of the three tribes like a sponge, and in turn her body had grown in very appreciable ways.
The most obvious change was, of course, the lavender wings folded at her back, sleek and glimmering, well taken care of for her wedding day.
But to anyone who never knew she’d been born a Unicorn, it would be beyond obvious she was a Princess thanks to her incredible height. Twilight had grown like a weed after her ascension, at almost seven feet tall she was the second tallest of the Alicorns, shorter than her beloved Celestia by only six inches.
Princess Luna had not been particularly happy the day she realized she had to look *up* at a mare over a thousand years her junior.
The aspects of Earth and Pegasus had left Twilight with a sleek but toned body, well-suited for the adventuring she and her friends had been partaking in for the last few years. Her flared hips and cushy rear were the only evidence of her relatively sedentary lifestyle before moving to Ponyville.
Although Celestia loved her wife’s modest C-cup breasts just as much as the rest of her, she brought her pale hands to rest on the curve of Twilight’s waist and squeezed her favorite part of Twilight’s body.
Though, there was one new feature she had every intention of exploring later, and she expected it to rank quite high.
Celestia’s squeeze caused Twilight to pause their kiss for an intake of breath, and Celestia used the opportunity to invade her wife’s mouth with her tongue, goading Twilight into something a little more passionate.
It worked like a charm, and soon Twilight was pressing Celestia to the wall beside their door and battling for dominance with her own tongue.
Twilight figured it was time for her own hands to explore, her right hand moving down to feel Celestia’s plump derriere and the left moving up to massage her wife’s breast through the silky wedding dress she wore.
If Twilight’s butt was “curvy,” then Celestia’s could only be described as voluptuous. Her wide, foal-bearing hips supported an ass and flank that extended behind her noticeably, and jiggled with every step, curving down toward lusciously thick legs that showed how much Celestia had taken after the Earth pony side. Twilight’s love was truly like some ancient Earth Pony fertility Goddess.
Her upper body, padded slightly with a few too many sweets here and there, with broad shoulders and a solid physique, carried the weight of the biggest breasts in all Equestria. The Sun Shepherd’s cup-defying mammaries were the epitome of femininity, and the wet-dream of just about every red-blooded pony in the country. On a smaller mare, they would have been laughably large, but even on Celestia’s seven-and-a-half-foot frame they were truly gigantic. They hung heavily on her chest, the bottoms nearly resting on her barely noticeable tummy.
At the moment, they were doing one of Twilight’s favorite things, and squishing against her own upper body as she voraciously made out with their owner. When she finally pinned Celestia’s tongue in her own mouth, she ran her own wet muscle over Celestia’s pearly whites and decided it was high time they take things to the bedroom.
While Celestia was still caught up in the kiss, Twilight leaned down, moved one arm to Celestia’s back and the other arm under her legs, and lifted Celestia up in one swift motion, to carry her beloved over the threshold to their suite.
Celestia made a surprised sound at the sudden shift, but blushed and smiled beautifully at her new wife, “You know, this tradition is even older than I am.”
Twilight simply gave her a happy smile while the tell-tale glow of her magic unlocked and opened the door for them to walk through.
After she’d been set down, Celestia brought Twilight in for yet another kiss, “I love you, Twilight.”
Twilight returned the kiss lovingly and replied, “I love you too, Celestia.” Twilight smoothed out her dress and shyly asked, “I hope carrying you over the threshold wasn’t too cheesy.”
Celestia smiled at her love, gave her a quick peck on lips, and answered, “Maybe a little, but I thought it was very sweet.”
Twilight smiled bashfully, hugged her new bride, and brought their lips together yet again.
Before they could get too caught up in another kiss, Celestia slapped her wife’s ass lightly, startling Twilight out of her love-drunk trance. “We’d better get out of these dresses and freshen up,” Celestia’s visage turned downright predatory while looking at Twilight, enough so that Twilight had to suppress the urge to gulp cartoonishly.
Celestia patted her belly, “You have a job to do tonight, my love. The sooner we get to it, the more chances we’ll have.”
Celestia may as well have been talking to air. If it weren’t for the fact that there was no tell-tale magenta flash, Celestia was certain Twilight had just teleported to the bathroom.
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A few minutes and many discarded garments later, the newlyweds stood before the bed in all their naked glory, holding hands and looking to each other lovingly.
“Are you ready, Twilight?” began Princess Celestia, “We’ve been through a lot to get here. Starting a family is a big step.” For once in her thousands of years of life, Celestia actually seemed uncertain. And she showed it only to Twilight.
Twilight, however, was uncharacteristically confident, “Ready to start a family with the woman I love? We worked our tails off to make sure we’d have everything prepared to have this chance. We’re going to use it.”
For the second time that night, Twilight mare-handled her wife, and began carrying Celestia bridal style once again. Twilight walked around the side and laid Celestia on the enormous, Princess sized 4-poster like the precious creature she was, and then joined her beautiful wife on their wedding bed.
They simply laid there for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes, basking in the knowledge that after all their trials, from fantastic adventures, to foolish bureaucracy, they had finally been wed.
Celestia broke the silence first, while she began stroking Twilight on the thigh, “I hope the dress was big enough to leave some room for your ‘present’, I know Rarity had no knowledge of it.”
Both mare’s gazes went to a piece of Twilight’s anatomy that hadn’t been there until that morning. Princess Twilight Sparkle was sporting a rather impressive semi-erection, a black and lavender horsecock hanging out of a fuzzy purple sheath, standing proud above a pair of even more impressive soft-ball sized testicles.
Twilight blushed a deep purple once again, and shuddered in both apprehension and arousal, and she said, “I know we needed to give it time for me to be fully... virile, but it was definitely a big distraction during certain parts of the wedding. I don’t think I would have been able to hide it if you hadn’t decided to ‘playfully’ sit in my lap after our last dance.”
Celestia smiled like the cat who’d caught the canary once again, “Oh trust me, my love,” to emphasize her point, Celestia moved her hand from Twilight’s hip to her hardening member, “It was absolutely my pleasure.”
Twilight gasped and, if possible, blushed even brighter. Touching her own brand new stallionhood had already been intense the few times it happened throughout the day, now that Celestia was lightly stroking the swiftly stiffening rod, she felt like her thoughts were melting away, being replaced by the pleasure signals from her novel anatomy.
Before she lost herself fully to the sensations, Twilight looked back to her bride and asked, “What about your present? I definitely used enough power to induce estrus like our ancestors had. Shouldn’t you… ya know, smell like a mare in heat and be begging to be rutted?”
Celestia’s chuckled at her love’s candor, but took on a look of contemplation. Still, she didn’t stop continuing to tease her lavender lover’s endowment, her dexterous ministrations already rewarded with a trickle of pre-cum. With a thoughtful hum, she said, “I suppose it depends on exactly how you formed the spell. Perhaps it requires some further trigger?”
Twilight thought she liked the sound of that, “I don’t think I added any such thing to the spell, but maybe if I get you ‘ready’ the old fashioned way…” Twilight left the thought hanging in the air.
Celestia made an approving sound in her throat and smiled once again. She leaned back in the bed, and said, “Well I certainly like the sound of your latest experiment, Twilight. Please, do continue.”
Twilight latched onto the more familiar territory and pulled herself up in order to give her Princess yet another passionate kiss. This had the fortunate and unfortunate side effect of grinding her turgid length against Celestia’s hip as she changed position, turning her on even more. But the moment was about Celestia, and after the heated kiss Twilight began to make her way further south, worshipping the Sun Goddess’ body like it deserved.
She started with wet kisses down Celestia’s jaw, Twilight tasted her love’s sweat and the lilac scented soap that was her favorite. Twilight’s kisses made their way down Celestia’s swan-like neck, and she added her hands to the experience. One was busy holding herself up over her wife’s prone form, but her right hand began caressing the Alicorn’s curves lovingly.
When Twilight got to Celestia’s breasts she pulled back a moment to give them her undivided attention. Celestia’s huge melons fell to either side of her resting form, even an immortal’s perkiness no match for the force of gravity on such bodacious bosoms. Twilight made up for it by taking the globes in her hands and bringing them up so she could lavish attention on the royal nipples.
It wasn’t long before Celestia’s pretty pink nipples were hard and sensitive, one tweaked by the experienced hand of her lavender lover, the other getting a thorough lashing from Twilight’s tongue. Celestia’s nipples were not small, relative to even her mammoth mammaries, but not one inch of her stiff nips or puffy areolae was spared from Twilight’s adoration. Twilight switched teats, and after coating the other nipple with saliva, she suddenly sucked on it, hard.
Celestia had been enjoying the attention up to this point, but had barely been breathing heavily in arousal. When Twilight gave her sensitive tit a good suck, she finally gasped in pleasure, letting it out in a pleased coo.
That particular mission accomplished, Twilight continued her slow, teasing journey to the Royal Treasury once more. She continued her kisses across Celestia’s belly, and for the first time imagined what it might be like carrying their foal. Twilight had to admit, the thought didn’t just please her for starting a family. If the powerful throb of her rock hard cock was any indication, it liked the thought of Celestia with a big pregnant belly, too.
With only a little more teasing, Twilight looked up to Celestia’s flushed face, waited til she caught Celestia’s eye, and finally dove muzzle-first into her wife’s honeypot. Many bouts of lovemaking had taught Twilight how to play Celestia like a fiddle, well before they tied the knot, and Twilight being Twilight, she wielded that knowledge with impunity. Clitoral stimulation was the name of the game, and Twilight was a champion.
Celestia moaned Twilight’s name as she gave Celestia’s winking clit several long slow licks, never straying far from the big pink pleasure button. Twilight gave Celestia’s shining pussy lips plenty of loving attention, but any time she did she made sure to have a finger or two stroking Celestia’s nub.
Celestia felt warmth blossoming in her core as Twilight worked her over. At first she thought she was just on a hair trigger, ready to cum right away on the eve of her wedding, but the thought was dismissed when the heat only seemed to intensify, rather than turning into that delicious tight ball of need ready to be loosed with an orgasm.
While Celestia was figuring out that Twilight’s present had begun to work, on an intellectual level, Twilight had a front row seat to the results. Celestia’s snatch was now absolutely dripping with arousal, an amount of mare juices Twilight would normally only see on some of their longest nights of lovemaking. Instead of the occasional slow wink she was used to, Celestia’s clit seemed to be trying to draw attention to itself, contracting almost constantly, a sure indication that her inner muscles were straining to grab hold of an object that wasn’t there yet.
If that weren’t enough, Twilight normally loved the smell of Celestia’s arousal, but now she felt like she wanted it, like she needed it. Her mare’s scent was thick in her muzzle and in her lungs, heavy, like it had weight. Each breath made Twilight’s body surge with hormones, her already stiff prick twitching with its own need.
Twilight sucked powerfully on Celestia’s clit, causing the alabaster Alicorn to cry out Twilight’s name once again, partially breaking Twilight out of her trance and drawing her lover’s eyes like moths to a flame.
Celestia looked into her wife’s eyes and, through the fog of lust, saw things she’d seen a thousand times before, from a thousand other ponies. Adoration, devotion, and of course love.
But it wasn’t as strong as the adoration of a crowd watching their ruler raise the Sun on the Solstice. It wasn’t as strong as the devotion of a soldier who would lay down their life for Princess and Equestria. It wasn’t as strong as the love of a child and their favorite parent.
It was stronger.
Celestia knew, as she knew when she said “yes” all those months ago, that she wanted to be with Twilight Sparkle forever. She also knew she wanted to have Twilight Sparkle’s children.
Right now.
“Twilight, I need you! I need you in me!” Celestia finished her declaration with a shout, and thrashed her head back into the pillows of the bed.
Twilight was slightly worried at the pained sounds coming from her wife at the moment, but her rigid stallionhood knew exactly what they both needed. Twilight followed instincts she didn’t know she had, and climbed her way back to the bed.
Celestia’s legs had been spread to give Twilight room to get her going, but now the Sun Princess held her legs wide so that her lavender lover had unfettered access, every second without that throbbing purple stallion meat inside her pussy was worse than the last.
Twilight was just lining up her pre-dripping length with Celestia’s completely soaked entrance when she paused. Now that she was painfully hard, she’d guess that her prodigious pony pecker was a foot and a half long if it was an inch. Although Celestia had effectively “made” her new toy, she was worried she would hurt her beloved with the spire of virility she now possessed.
Celestia saw Twilight’s hesitation, and she couldn’t take the waiting any longer but, remembering the earlier conversation about a mare in heat, she had an idea of what could get her the relief she needed. “Twilight,” Celestia began breathlessly, “Fuck me, Twilight. Mount me, rut me, stud me, make me your mare, give me your foals,” Celestia was practically crying in desperation, the magical estrus almost enough to cause physical pain, “BREED ME, Twilight!”
Twilight’s higher brain functions had no idea what happened, as they were shoved aside in favor of her more primal faculties. All hesitation gone, instead of crawling up to meet Celestia further on the bed, Twilight grabbed Celestia by the flank, pulled her to the edge and positively speared her wife on her eighteen plus inches of throbbing stallion meat.
Both mares cried out, in pain at the sudden intrusion and crushing tightness, in exaltation at finally being connected in that most intimate of ways.
Some of what made Twilight Twilight came back, and she asked Celestia, “Do you need a minute to get used to it? It feels like a really tight fit.” Twilight hoped Celestia didn’t need too long, after Celestia’s inner walls began to stretch to accomodate her stallionhood’s girth, the intense tightness had subsided into an all consuming pressure that practically had her drooling for more.
Celestia, who had momentarily checked out from the pleasure of finally being filled, brought her eyes back out of her head and genuinely scowled at her wife, “Twilight, I love you with all my heart, but by the stars if you don’t start fucking a baby into me right now you’ll be spending our honeymoon on the actual moon.”
Twilight snorted in alarm and arousal, a combination she was worried she was starting to like after tonight, readjusted her grip on her love’s luscious legs, pulled her length almost all the way out, and plunged it right back in, all the way to the hilt. Twilight’s balls, that she could swear had gotten bigger over the course of the night, slapped against Celestia’s jiggling ass and both mares groaned in pleasure once again.
She started slow, and now that they weren’t overwhelmed with sensation, the feel of Twilight’s long even strokes were just getting better and better.
Twilight was intimately familiar with her wife’s love tunnel, but the intense pressure on her sensitive organ made it all the hotter, all the wetter. And every time her medial ring exited and re-entered Celestia’s treasure was a burst of pleasure that had her length throbbing in need.
Celestia had begun to lose herself to the pleasure from the other end. The furnace in her belly had settled into a slow burn, like it knew relief was on the way.
Twilight’s strong hands gripped her rear possessively, and each delicious thrust filled her in a way their toys could never imitate. Each slap of Twilight’s heavy orbs against her plush rear made her walls contract around Twilight’s length, trying to milk that obelisk of virility for the thick foal-making seed that her body craved so desperately. Now that they’d found a rhythm, Twilight got to work making her wife feel good. As she plunged her tool into Celestia over and over, Twilight grabbed the twin Sun cutie marks on Celestia’s thick flanks and squeezed.
Celestia moaned in appreciation, her pale cheeks getting redder and redder with passion and exertion, as Twilight brought them closer to their first completion as mare and wife.
Remembering something she’d read in a book for this very occasion, Twilight waited until the aching head of her member started to flare as she got closer to orgasm, and she pulled Celestia’s rear half a few inches into the air. With the change in position Twilight couldn’t get quite as deep into Celestia’s pussy as she had been, but each powerful thrust now had Twilight’s sensitive ring stroking Celestia’s winking clit, and her flaring head scraped gloriously over Celestia’s G-spot.
Celestia’s moans, that had been ringing musically in Twilight’s ears, transformed into outright screams of pleasure at the newest assault on her body. The tightness Celestia had expected earlier came rushing to make up for lost time, and after only a few more strokes, her orgasm crashed over her harder than any she remembered in a very long time. But, rather than her usual relaxed afterglow coming down from her hormone fueled high, Celestia was hornier than ever. The slow burn in her belly once again reaching a fevered pitch.
“Twilight,” Celestia moaned needily, “I need your cum. I need you to fill me up. Claim me, fill me with foals until everyone knows I belong to you, and only you, body and soul!” Once again imploring Twilight’s new biological need, Celestia used what little leverage she had to slam her aching quim onto Twilight’s pole, trying to get it deep inside her yet again.
Snorting like a bull in rut, Twilight changed position again and brought herself over Celestia’s voluptuous body, propping herself up with one hand on the bed. Her other hand went to caress and squeeze one of Celestia’s bouncing tits, and took the puffy pink nipple of the other into her mouth so she could give it some much needed attention with her tongue.
After a few moments, Twilight pulled all but the head of her foot and a half of stallion meat out of Celestia and plunged back in with a wet slap, her fat cum-filled balls smacking Celestia’s ass, and the flaring head of her stallionhood kissing her mare’s cervix, a promise of what was coming.
Celestia saw stars when her most intimate of intimates was reached, but before she could enjoy it, Twilight pulled back and sped up.
Twilight was no longer paying homage to the bounty of Celestia’s bust, but instead grabbed Celestia’s hands and held them to the bed, holding her still so Twilight could give her everything she needed, and more. Twilight’s eyes were glazed, every fiber of her being devoted to the crushing pressure and intense heat of Celestia’s sweet cavern, the desire to claim the mare she loved filling her with the need to breed.
Celestia managed to get Twilight’s attention well enough to mash their lips together for the first time since they began in earnest. She could feel Twilight’s pace getting faster and more erratic.
“Do it, Twilight. Cum in me. Fill me up with spunk until I can’t walk. Make me a mother!” Celestia’s inner walls clenched harder and harder, rhythmically milking Twilight’s girth on every trip out.
It didn’t take long, Twilight’s flare was already wide enough to make thrusting difficult, and her sloshing nuts heaved up towards her body, getting ready to deliver the load both mares were crying for. With Earth Pony strength Twilight pulled her flared head almost all the way out, and then careened right back into Celestia’s hole with the power of a freight train. Twilight’s drooling tip pressed firmly against Celestia’s inner opening, she cried Celestia’s name to the heavens and finally came.
The immense pressure that had been building since Celestia’s initial teasing finally released, Twilight fulfilled Celestia’s wishes and then some.
Even without extra stimulation, Celestia’s heat-addled form had a body-rocking orgasm at the feeling of finally being filled with virile cum, the thought of being impregnated more of a turn-on for the baby-crazy mare than anything else all night.
Twilight felt her girthy prick swell with each load, thick spunk travelling right to the entrance of Celestia’s fertile womb. Her orgasm never seemed to end.
After coming down from yet another heat-induced orgasm Celestia felt a new pressure in her gut. Twilight’s overactive gonads were still pouring seed directly into her womb, but Celestia could tell every crack and crevice had already been filled with sticky stallion spunk. By the time Twilight was finally done, Celestia’s soft tummy looked positively pudgy. She rubbed it affectionately, imagining the events taking place in her inner sanctum that would result in their child.
Celestia panted heavily and spoke softly to Twilight, voice already hoarse from her screams of pleasure, “That was incredible Twilight. I’ve never felt so full--”
Before Celestia could even finish her thought, Twilight started to move again.
Celestia groaned in part pain, part pleasure. After three incredible orgasms and her first fertile filling, her marehood was incredibly sensitive.
Twilight set Celestia to moaning once again when she changed their position, Celestia now lying on her side with Twilight behind her, a white leg held high by a purple arm as Twilight began to take her mare from behind. Not once during the transition did Twilight’s member abandon its new home in Celestia’s pussy, continuing the pounding Celestia knew she’d remember forever.
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Some time later, after another few rounds of breeding her mare as thoroughly as Equinely possible, Twilight slumped over on the bed to catch her breath, still making sure to leave her finally softening member in Celestia’s well-loved cunny to keep all of the night’s efforts inside. “So,” Twilight began while stroking Celestia’s side lovingly, “do you think it’ll take?”
Panting from her own exertions, and having received the rutting of her several millenia of life, Celestia replied after a moment of rest, “My love... if that didn’t start our family this very night, I’ll buy you a bookstore.”
Without even having to see Twilight open her mouth to ask for clarification, Celestia continued, “Not a book, a bookstore. A big one.” To emphasize her point, Celestia loosely grabbed her wife’s hand and laid it lovingly on something big, soft, and warm.
It was Celestia’s belly.
Full, and round, and filled to the brim with quarts of potent seed. It was almost taut, but still squeezable, like an overfilled waterbed. Twilight pressed in slightly, and was rewarded with an audible gurgling sound. The lavender Alicorn was stunned, and aroused, at her own virility. Twilight began stroking the stretched skin containing Celestia’s overfilled womb, and found herself smiling giddily. Celestia was pregnant. She had to be, or at least soon would be.
With her belly stuffed with spunk, Celestia could easily pass for a pregnant mare already, and Twilight could just imagine that she was stroking Celestia’s gravid form, heavy and swollen with foal. She imagined feeling their child moving within its Mother, healthy and nearly ready to join them in Equestria. Her own son or daughter, made with the love of her life, best friend and partner in all things, her wife Celestia.
Celestia had already fallen asleep, thanks to the exhausting bout of lovemaking, the warmth in her belly, and the comfort of Twilight holding her close and stroking her lovingly.
Without once moving her hands from her beautiful bride, Twilight called on the magenta aura of her magic to bring the discarded covers back and snuggled in further.
Still stroking the warm, full mass of her lover’s fecund form, Twilight joined her bride in the land of dreams.
Author's Note
To anyone who got this far, thanks for reading!
I’d like to give special thanks to Moon Dreams and Blissey1 who generously offered to edit this fic, but my own failures at time management and productivity had me doing my own editing right under the wire, didn’t have time to send it to them for proofing.
I’ll be happy to take corrections from comments, in addition to criticism. Thanks again for offering guys, maybe next chapter.
Speaking of criticism, my previous writing experience includes writing scripts for the drama department at my alma mater. I found myself falling into a “narrator” heavy writing style, which wasn’t what I was going for. If I missed some of that and it’s horribly obnoxious, please let me know and I’ll try to fix it. And alliteration… I think I have a problem. Again, if it’s obnoxious, please let me know where and I’ll see if I can reign myself in.
Finally, a big thanks to the big pone himself, Megapone, for organizing this whole shebang and getting me back into writing after more than ten years without anything more serious than greentext stories on 4chan. And of course it’s horse-porn. What could be better?
08/04/2016 - Made some minor edits based on commenter feedback (particularly Blissey1 who actually got to edit! ...kinda!). Pretty much just issues with paragraphs that should have been together rather than broken up, and a few wording issues I spotted. 99% the same, hopefully just more readable.
Chapter 2 Part 1 - Good Morning Sunshine
12 Weeks Later - End of First Trimester
Princess Twilight Sparkle awoke before dawn on the morning of Celestia’s first sonogram. She wasn’t sure what awoke her until the sound of a ravenous animal growling its displeasure to the world repeated itself. Without even opening her eyes, Twilight addressed the issue through a yawn, “I still think you should eat a little something before bed.”
The awakening Sun Goddess beside her chose to ignore the comment and continue slowly rousing herself to usher in the day for her little ponies.
Twilight’s tone had been sardonic, but still it held a note of anxiety. She knew Celestia had been limiting herself for weeks. Like most mares in early pregnancy, Celestia was having tummy issues. However, instead of morning sickness, Celestia was suffering from an insatiable appetite. The alabaster Alicorn’s hunger had grown ravenous, yet she seemed determined to deny it the food she, and their growing child apparently, craved. Twilight was almost certain Celestia had even put herself on a bit of a diet out of sheer stubbornness.
The Princess of Day finally answered Twilight with an unseen glare and while rubbing her slightly enlarged stomach said, “I’m already showing at the end of my first trimester. If I ate enough to satisfy these ridiculous cravings, you’d have to roll me outside to raise the Sun.”
Celestia finally managed to extricate herself from the comfort of their bedding and began stretching her poor sore muscles. The immortal’s form was usually above such common aches and pains, but pregnancy seemed determined to leave her as pained and exhausted as any other expecting mother.
Twilight opened her eyes at last and propped herself up on an elbow. As Celestia made her way to the balcony to usher in a new day, and Twilight took in the view of her beloved in all her glory. Celestia may have been pessimistic of her weight, but Twilight couldn’t disagree more.
Celestia had always been very curvy, but the pregnancy was turning her into an absolute bombshell. Twilight watched Celestia’s glorious rear bounce as she walked; Celestia’s gait seemed to roll and sway thanks to the changing width of her hips, accentuating the total effect of her thick legs and ass nicely. Hopefully Twilight would be able to help Celestia appreciate her growing maternity.
An insistent throb from Twilight’s lower half brought her attention to the recent changes of her own body. There, where she used to only see the outline of her hips, was a practically ludicrous sight. Twilight’s rock hard horsecock was making an absolutely comical tent in the royal couple’s silk sheets, a dark sticky spot capping off the top with a dollop of her thick precum.
Morning wood.
She used to laugh at Shiny for being embarrassed by random erections when they lived together under the roof of House Sparkle. She didn't think it was so funny anymore. Come to think of it, Shiny probably wouldn't either.
Twilight knew morning wood was a perfectly normal occurrence, for those in possession of a pecker anyway, but she was pretty sure it wasn’t supposed to happen every single day, as it had since a few days after the wedding. It wasn’t really a problem though, and had proven to actually be quite enjoyable.
With that thought, Twilight removed the bedcovers and began to lightly stroke her pulsing purple shaft, groaning at the sensitivity of the early morning stimulation. She rubbed from her pre-glistening head all the way down to her practically useless sheath, her breathing quickening at the tactile reminder of her sheer maleness.
Celestia wasn’t the only one who had grown. They weren’t sure if they should chalk it up to some strange synergy with her Alicorn growth spurt, or if Celestia had overshot the spell, but Twilight’s already massive stallionhood had grown another several inches since the night she bred Celestia. Twilight stroked her nearly two feet of towering cock, surprised that she could still be turned on by the mere fact that she had one. With her other hand, Twilight reached down to caress her aching testicles. The melon sized orbs had been no end of distraction, seeming to completely fill her with arousal, in every sense of the word, at all hours of the day.
As luck would have it, Twilight and Celestia had plenty of time to “take care of her needs,” as they were on an extended sabbatical. Over a thousand years of solitary rule and saving the nation and/or world multiple times apparently accrued quite a few vacation days. For now, having sex multiple times a day was perfectly reasonable (and as Rainbow Dash would put it, “totally awesome!”), but Twilight’s practical mind knew it wouldn’t be tenable forever.
Apparently, Twilight’s war between masturbation and contemplation was not destined to last either, Celestia had returned and was looking down at her wife with faux disapproval, “Starting without me, my love?”
“Wouldn’t dream of it Sunshine,” Twilight answered with a smitten smile. The words “My love” from Celestia never failed to lift her spirits, no matter what kind of spiral her neurotic mind took.
Celestia always seemed ready to help bring Twilight’s new libido some relief, and the near daily morning wood was no exception. Celestia leaned down next to Twilight’s side of the royal couple’s bed and patted the edge, “Scoot your pretty purple posterior over here for me.”
Twilight almost loved alliteration as much as she loved Celestia's oral and didn't have to be told twice. She swung her long legs around and brought her hips in line with the edge of the bed, putting her great rod and family jewels on proud display.
Celestia was more than familiar with her love’s massive marecock at this point and immediately went to work. One hand reached up to the head and started spreading around the copious amounts of precum it found there, the other moved down to gently massage the virile orbs sloshing below with unspent seed. The rest of her leaned in just to smell the heady musk of her “stallion.” Celestia finally brought her muzzle up to Twilight’s spire and simply gave the head a long, slow lick.
Twilight gasped at the feel of her wife’s warm muscle, Celestia’s near glacial pace making each bit of contact that much more powerful. But Twilight knew when things kicked into gear Celestia wouldn’t leave her hanging, so she just laid back and let Celestia go at her own pace.
Celestia slowly moved her tongue around the crown of Twilight’s dick, lapping up the pre that poured out slowly but continuously, until she’d covered the entire head in a slick sheen. But instead of diving right in, Celestia started to move, first kissing the tip, then down, giving each inch of Twilight’s towering spire a wet kiss or lick until she reached the base. There Celestia gently nibbled on the edge of Twilight’s fully stretched sheath, earning another quiet gasp.
Right there, the smell that always drove her wild was nearly overpowering. The unique combination of the most virile stallion she’d ever met and the scent that was simply “Twilight” became a musk that made her almost wish she wasn’t pregnant, just so Twilight could knock her up again. Celestia let the pheromones flood her mind for a few moments more, then continued her journey ever downward.
Twilight let out a low groan as Celestia began licking and sucking seemingly every inch of her needy balls. Oral had always been the two’s favorite way to show their love physically, but even with all the “new” that had been added to their sex lives, Celestia could always reduce Twilight to a quivering mess with her mouth alone.
Twilight’s orbs were far too large for even Celestia’s Alicorn-sized muzzle to roll around, so she made due with sucking and licking all around, lavishing each testicle with attention. Celestia started using both hands to caress and knead the cum-laden balls, even while keeping up her oral ministrations. Twilight’s cock throbbed mightily over her head, even without attention, drooling precum every second until it finally reached Celestia. She used the extra lubrication to make sure every inch of Twilight’s balls had been serviced until they actually glistened in the early morning light.
Celestia was so thorough that she turned slightly to let Twilight’s sack sit on her face while she continued her work on the back side. Twilight’s eyes nearly crossed at the thought that Celestia would do such a thing, and that it was only for her, even while Celestia continued her expert oral.
Although the musk was still incredibly powerful, from her new vantage Celestia smelled something new. Well, not new, just something that she’d neglected far too much of late. Twilight’s pussy was absolutely drenched in arousal, something they both had in common at the moment, and the familiar smell reminded her just how much she’d been focusing on Twilight’s novel genitalia since their wedding night.
Celestia had a plan to take care of her own arousal, Celestia planned for everything, but she thought she might improvise a bit to give Twilight's marehood some much needed love.
Twilight nearly jumped when she felt a hand move from her balls to begin softly stroking her thoroughly lubricated slit, and let out a very satisfied moan as Celestia played her like a fiddle. Twilight’s arousal was reaching a point that she hadn’t experienced since Celestia begged her to be bred. Having both sexes pleasured at the same time was both a little confusing and absolutely incredible.
Celestia finally moved back to her original kneeling position, but never removed her hand from Twilight’s pussy, and brought the other back up to stroke the two foot horsecock, “I wonder if I can finish you off at the same time?”
Twilight was already equally soaked and hard as a rock, but she swore it got even worse at Celestia’s rhetorical question, “Hnnnnnngh.”
“Not your most eloquent response to a hypothesis, love.” Celestia’s cheeky grin split her face as Twilight panted with sheer sexual arousal. Celestia decided she’d toyed with her wife enough for one morning and decided to get to the good part. Her stomach still growled occasionally, and she thought there might be an excellent way to satisfy both of her body’s hungers at the same time
One hand still working Twilight’s needy slit, the other pumping the lower portion of Twilight’s aching shaft, Celestia finished the trifecta of pleasure by taking the head of Twilight’s cock in her mouth all at once.
Twilight had to use all her waning willpower not to simply buck herself into Celestia’s throat at the enrapturing heat and wetness. Celestia could take it, but they would go at her speed, so Twilight held back. Celestia’s tongue lashed against the bottom of Twilight’s dick as she took it all the way to the back of her throat. With no further preparation, other than a deep breath, Celestia plunged herself down, spearing herself on Twilight’s pole.
At the same moment Celestia stuck a finger in Twilight’s quivering passage, the combined sensation of penetrating and penetration making Twilight scream out in absolute pleasure. Twilight’s muscles wound like a spring, bringing her out of her formerly relaxed position. Now she hunched over Celestia’s head in her lap, she placed her hands on Celestia’s sturdy shoulders, for stability and so she wouldn’t be tempted to push her wife’s head further down.
The lovers looked to each other for the first time since Celestia began pleasuring Twilight, lidded eye to lidded eye. Twilight’s seemed nearly delirious with pleasure, and while Celestia’s were clearly pleased there was definitely a determined countenance there.
Celestia was slow but consistent, she never stopped pushing herself further and further, she occasionally swallowed to pleasure Twilight even further, and alleviate some of the strain on her incredibly stretched throat. Her tongue was squished to the bottom of her mouth, but she continued using the warm muscle to lubricate Twilight’s stallionhood on its way down. Eventually she could go no further, she coughed slightly around the massive meat in her mouth, and stuck her tongue out to lap at the spot she so enjoyed at the bottom of Twilight’s shaft.
Years of practice had gotten rid of her gag reflex long ago (she was not some virginal Princess that some of her more uptight little ponies seemed to think), but she always marveled at how Twilight’s dick still challenged her. Slowly, evenly Celestia pulled herself up until only Twilight’s flaring head remained in her maw. Miraculously, Celestia’s dexterous fingers never stopped pleasuring Twilight’s marehood, even as she paused for breath. Twilight wondered if she might cum as a mare first, until Celestia started again.
Celestia didn’t take the purple behemoth to the hilt again, but she still swallowed it at least to Twilight’s medial ring on every pass. The crushing tightness and Celestia’s incredible deepthroating brought her male arousal back up to a fever pitch, removing any doubt that Celestia might indeed have the skill to bring about both her completions at the same time.
Celestia sped up again and started taking more and more dick into her throat, each breath at the top punctuated by an erotic “gluk” sound before she dove back down onto Twilight’s dick. Celestia’s stomach was finally getting a meal as Twilight’s over productive sex leaked precum like a faucet, but Celestia was aching for the real thing. Her own arousal was nearly painful since she had yet to even touch herself, but she knew her own body, and knew she would be plenty satisfied soon enough.
Twilight was crying out with every breath at the powerful display of sexual love her wife was subjecting her to. Every time Celestia’s blowjob picked up Celestia would speed up her fingers in Twilight’s pussy, and as it reached a crescendo Celestia’s thumb went to work on Twilight’s winking love-button. The head of Twilight’s horsecock was flaring widely now, so wide it was actually beginning to hurt Celestia’s throat with her self-inflicted face-fucking, but it was finally time to finish Twilight off.
With one more deep breath Celestia positively plunged herself on Twilight’s cock, from crown to hilt in one swift motion. In the same moment Celestia slid two more fingers into Twilight’s love-tunnel, stretching her more than she’d been in months.
Twilight did grab onto Celestia’s head then, as she felt like she was about to explode. And she was pretty sure she did explode, as she came with both sexes at the same time, Twilight felt like she almost ceased to be. Her core tightened in the familiar release of her female orgasm, and her balls clenched up in the burst of the relatively new male, and together the two flooded her mind with conflicting pleasures that almost became pain.
Celestia’s palm was drenched in fluids as Twilight’s walls clenched around her fingers, but it was the expanding cock in her throat that held most of her attention. With Twilight’s orgasm/s underway Celestia finally went to work on her own neglected cunny, making up for lost time with a rapid pace. Celestia moaned around the obstruction in her throat as the first enormous jet of jizz was deposited directly into her hungry belly. Each individual pulse flowing down Twilight’s shaft would put any other stallion’s entire orgasm to shame. Celestia continued rubbing Twilight’s clit to extend her orgasm. Celestia jilled herself madly, and swallowed load after load of Twilight’s thick, virile cum.
Celestia’s groan was actually audible over Twilight’s continued cries when her stomach was fully packed with jizz, her liquid meal completely filling every nook and cranny. But it wasn’t enough for her, and it certainly wasn’t enough for Twilight’s melon-sized cum-factories. After the slow build-up, the Sun Goddess’ individual attention, and the mind-shattering blow-job, Twilight’s nuts were filling with pent-up seed faster than Twilight could release it. Celestia swore she heard a sloshing noise as the cock in her throat somehow got even bigger. Already stretched beyond what a mortal mare could even survive, Celestias throat was abused further as each load Twilight deposited into her mare became bigger than the last.
When the edges of her vision began to darken Celestia decided she’d rather “cheat” than give up the cream-filling she was getting, and a quick spell ensured she wouldn’t need oxygen for a good couple minutes or so, the veteran mage pulling off the complicated spell with both hands occupied and two feet of dick in her throat. Twilight, of all ponies, would have probably thought it was one of the sexiest things all morning if her mind wasn’t currently somewhere in orbit.
Celestia’s stomach could hold no more, so it began to expand. Celestia swallowed what must have been gallons of cum, and Twilight’s pent up nuts just kept going. At the feeling of being stretched, Celestia finally removed her hand from Twilight’s pussy and put it to her burgeoning belly. The feeling alone was almost orgasmic to the cum-hungry mare. She switched her masturbating to viciously attacking her clit as the love of her life filled her with so much cum that her body had to expand just to hold it. Celestia’s own grip on reality was slipping, until finally with one huge burst of cream Celestia came harder than she could ever remember from masturbating in her many many years.
Celestia’s passionate cries stimulated Twilight into one last burst of sexual action. Twilight pulled a good six inches of her lavender behemoth out of Celestia’s throat, and then shoved herself all the way down, until she was sure she’d buried every last bit of her cock into her alabaster lover. With one last burst of cum Twilight filled Celestia until her stomach actually touched the bed. Celestia groaned, pain tingeing the usually sexy noise, and Celestia coughed around the Twilight’s tool, cum splattering her crotch, and some even pouring out of Celestia’s nose.
Twilight’s faculties finally returned at the small sound of pain from her wife, and slowly slowly pulled her cock from Celestia’s poor abused throat. Cum continued to fill every bit of open space until Twilight finally pulled the flared head of her horsecock from Celestia, spilling the last of her seed over Celestia’s muzzle, breasts, and sloshing spunk-filled belly.
Both mares panted in exhaustion, both were drenched in sexual fluids. Celestia’s first few new breaths of air were punctuated by an occasional cum-filled cough, clearing her throat and airways of the thick cream Twilight's marecock left on its way out.
Twilight was the first to speak, “Love, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to get so rough at the end, I just acted…”
Celestia took a few moments to respond, her body automatically acclimating to breathing once more. When Celestia first attempted to answer, all that came out was a burp that spilled even more cum from her muzzle. She tried again to the same result. Taking just another moment to make sure her swollen stomach had finally accepted its meal, she swallowed what remained and answered, “Twilight I’m the one that initiated everything up to that point. If there’s anyone who should apologize it’s me. I didn’t even ask if you wanted me to pleasure your marehood, and just shoved right in.”
Twilight blushed hard at her wife’s blunt reply, “I suppose we can compromise. I’ll forgive you, if you’ll forgive me.”
“Deal.” Celestia smirked and stuck out her hand to shake on it. Twilight formed her own grin and shook her wife’s hand. “Now help me up, I feel like I swallowed a watermelon.”
Twilight chuckled nervously and did as Celestia asked. “Why don’t I whip up a quick spell to clean us up?”
“That would be lovely, Twilight.” Celestia paused to rub the sloshing dome of her massive belly, “Just don’t get rid of everything. I love having your cum inside me.”
Twilight blushed harder than she had all morning, and her formerly softening member tried to rise back to attention at that kind of remark. She couldn’t disagree. Celestia looked like one of the fertility Goddesses of old with her massive breasts and sporting a swollen belly. She couldn’t wait for the last few weeks of Celestia’s pregnancy.
Twilight’s spell cleaned up the bed, and cleared all the visible spunk from the couple’s coats. Twilight made sure to leave anything inside. Instead of getting ready to start the day, Celestia yawned hugely and crawled back into bed, cradling her swollen form. “I think a late morning is in order after all that. The sonogram isn’t until the afternoon.” Celestia patted her belly once more with a tired smile on her face, “And someone did a fine job of making sure I wasn’t hungry anymore.”
Twilight blushed yet again, it was probably some kind of record in the first minutes of the day, and quickly made her way to Celestia’s side. The lovers lay side by side, just like when they started the morning, seemingly just a few moments ago. With one major difference. Celestia grabbed one of Twilight’s hands and laid it on her swollen belly, conveying what she wanted without words. Celestia sank back into the pillows as Twilight started rubbing, small slow circles soothing the stretched skin.
Once more Twilight wondered what it would be like to do this when Celestia was swollen with child instead. And once more the thought brought a contented smile to her face as she laid her head next to Celestia’s and went to sleep with the feeling of life beneath her hand, and the even breathing of her beloved beside her.
A late morning is a fine idea, indeed.
Author's Note
She liiiiiiiiives!
Thank you so much for your patience everybody! There are some pretty good reasons for this being delayed so much that I'd rather not share here. I put out a blog post before publishing this chapter that goes over everything in pretty much its horrible entirety.
I really worry that this chapter isn't up to the same snuff as the previous one, but that could very well be because this chapter isn't even the whole thing I wanted, and has gone through three total revisions and many smaller ones. It wound up being mostly clop, and the fluff is pretty much recycled from Chapter 1, but I just had to get this thing out of my Google Docs and onto the fic.
I think y'all will like the next chapter, technically the second part of Chapter 2, a little better. And it'll be coming a damn sight sooner than 10 months from now!
If you notice any glaring issues, just like last time please feel free to let me know. Leave a comment or drop me a PM!
Speaking of PMs, you might notice Maternal has a new cover image! It's a very appropriate looking crop by the artist Vale-City. I've PMed Vale-City over on DA asking for permission, but haven't received a reply after several months. If anyone happens to know a better way to contact the artist so I can get proper permission, please let me know!
Hope you enjoyed the new chapter!
