Shieldmated

Waking up with your mouth full of a beautiful, succulent nipple, and the very energies of life and kindness flowing into your throat on a river of sweet milk can make any number of aches, pains, and even the incidental itches of enforced bed rest seem to fade into unimportance. Shadow Hopper still felt them. He'd have to move soon; even his divine fortitude was tasked through the simple irritation of hide on hide and mass on mass.

But for now, supported by a firm but just slightly yielding mattress, and surrounded by comfortable, fluffy pillows, he didn't want to move. He especially didn't want to go anywhere that he couldn't continue instinctively suckling on the enormous, milk-filled breast of Fluttershy, Princess of Kindness, Life, and Necromancy. The gentlest and yet in many ways one of the most fiercely dedicated of the royal bachelorette herd-- and his own nascent herd forming within it-- she was cradling her gymnast-build taut arms around his huge head and pressing her lovely, pale gold breast to his muzzle.

Under ordinary conditions, each one of her prodigious mammaries was as large as his entire head. But she had become pregnant ten weeks prior, her always slightly squishy belly starting to round and show already. As the Princess of Life, she'd known at the very moment of conception that her contraceptive spells had failed; furthermore, her already oversized breasts had begun lactating at that very same instant.

And then they had started to grow. And grow. Filled with the very metareal fundamental energies of life and fertility, poor, embarrassed Fluttershy found herself with a rack as proportionally large as that of proud Celestia! Her enormous, constantly-sloshing and ever-full melons were now each and individually visibly larger than her gigantic coltfriend's head, saving the long spire of his horn.

Hopper nursed slowly, closing his eyes against the pain and weakness that still saturated his body. He could feel where he'd been bitten, stung, and even splashed by the occasional contact poison; where he'd been battered by ageless behemoths of the Defile. His body was a map of the conflict that even now he could hardly remember.

The steady flow of sweet, thick milk couldn't erase all of that, but it could provide exquisite contrast. The rich warmth of Fluttershy's lactation, the wonderfully safe feeling of nursing at her enormous, stiff nipple, even the pleasured coos and groans as his lips pulled gently at the sensitive flesh, all of it seemed to combine into a sheltering, comforting cocoon. Or a countersong, drowning out the mutters and growls of his injured and poisoned flesh.

With a happy sigh, she pulled back and away from him and stroked his scruffy mane. "I need to balance, Hopper," she said softly when he pouted and nudged his head towards the moist nipple she'd just removed. While the curvaceous alicorn shifted, he rolled slightly towards her and reached out with huge hands to grasp her hips. Easier if she's on top of my chest, he thought. Worth a little ache.

Only to be caught by an unexpected Stare bomb. Deep green eyes whirled, dark pupils contracting as Fluttershy fixed her gaze right against his. Her brow furrowed, and the usually soft lines of her full lips tightened. It was… paralyzing. He'd managed to hold off and through her Stare before, during their challenge. The fierceness she displayed now was on an entirely different level. He couldn't remember anything even remotely like it before, and his strong jaw slackened lightly.

Broad fingers fell away from her vastly padded hips, right arm going slack against the mattress, left falling back to drape over his waist, and Hopper tried to object, or order, but found that he couldn't. Instead, he was silent as she put her own hands back on her haunches, supple fingers tapping angrily for a few moments. He could hardly believe it; brief memories of her using this megawattage of Stare when faced with actual Kaiju surfaced, but he'd never seen her use it at another pony. Had she been holding back?

Her soft answer confused him, and left him wondering if the mares in his life were mindreaders as well as amazonian goddesses. Her voice retained its customary pure tone, but the softness had pulled back to a silken glove over an adamantium fist. "No," she said firmly, and he pulled his hands back firmly, resting them uncomfortably over his flat navel, twiddling his thumbs nervously as the Stare continued.

Then Fluttershy whipped her right hand out swiftly. He was proud that his will remained sufficient that he didn't flinch, though he did start blinking in rapid confusion when she booped her palm against his giant nose. While his mouth opened further in shock, she dropped the stare and beamed brilliantly at him, her face almost visibly glowing. "No," she repeated, and giggled. "I can't read your mind either, Hopper," she told him gently. "But the questions are pretty obvious on your face. No, I didn't hold back with you before, no I can't read your mind, and no you haven't been weakened that much by the psychic surgery Luna had to do for you or the toxic side effects she had to perform the surgery for."

Smiling tenderly, she leaned in to give Hopper a light, loving kiss on the cheek, her huge breasts gurgling audibly as the Life flowed within her, refilling them with her healing milk. She explained, "The ritual is on hold for three weeks, so you can recover and Princess Luna can have unrestricted time with you, dear love. But you're less damaged in mind and still less in soul than you were in body. You'll make a full recovery." Her wings poofed out and fluttered eagerly behind her, and if she'd refused to let him sling her around, she seemed eager to make it up by trailing her fingers sensuously over the hard, pumped roundness of his pectoral muscles with her left hand, and adoringly massage his mighty left shoulder with her right hand.

With a shake of his head, he asked, "But then, what--"

Fluttershy's eyes met his again, not with a stare, but with an opening window into her alicorn soul. To the divinity she had become, dimmed slightly to fit within the world of mortals, but no less an overflowing source of Light and Harmony even more than Life. As he quieted, she answered the question anyway. "I am your mare. You are my stallion. You are the father of my foal, and my bossmare's foals. You will be our husband. I speak for Life and Kindness in this matter, I speak for my own claim, and I speak for the mares of the royal bachelorette herd, both those you have courted successfully, and those whom you will continue with when you recover."

Her voice had turned quiet and breathy again, but Hopper couldn't call it soft at all. She reached up and possessively wound her relatively smaller fingers into his mane, and tugged his head towards her untouched right teat. She continued her uncharacteristically fierce speech, "Drink, my love. I speak for us all. Rarity holds Court now; Rainbow Dash is even holding still long enough to be her enforcer. Do you think I won't wake Twilight and Luna from where they're sleeping off taking care of you if you keep being stroppy?"

The young stallion blushed and fidgeted around some. He was waking up further, and if he wasn't getting any more of his Flutterdose at the moment, the potent milk was still churning in his taut, toned tummy,making the process far less wretched than it might have otherwise been. A slight draft, combined with the way Flutters' eyes kept wandering over his Hayculean body reminded him that he was utterly naked.

While the room was warm, and Hopper didn't precisely mind this particular type of stare, he reached around behind himself, blushing; he couldn't find the sheets, just more deeply soft cushions. Really soft, too, with this nice firmness behind it all. He knew he'd have to roll over when he went back to sleep, snuggle up close.

For some reason, Fluttershy gave him a curious, semi-stunned look. He was still rather muggy from the pain, and probably more than a few aspects of the treatment. "Who's room are we in anyway?" he asked groggily, then shook his head. "Doesn't matter. Smells… really nice, honestly, can't place it." Fluttershy kept staring. "Are you sure I can't pull you close? I'm supposed to help balance you out and this would be more comfortable!" He gave her his absolute best big-eyed, head-tilted, beaming Innocent smile.

Her eyes flicked past him for an odd moment, and then she furrowed her brow and squared her sturdy and elegant shoulders. "Well, ordinarily, I do like it when you carry me," she admitted, hugely curved and plushly padded ass squirming while she patted his gigantic bicep. "But you're still weak from the poison!" Her big green eyes watered a bit. "And the beatings, and the batterings, and the stabbings, and more things I'd really rather not go into!"

Fluttershy hugged the huge, mostly quiescent muscle and nosed up against his cheek. "I have to say no, Hopper," she whispered earnestly into his ear. "I couldn't bear it if you strained yourself." She wrapped her lithe arms together under her vast chest, tilting how she pressed up to offer the immense right mammary, rolling her palms together against the base to slosh her milk and milkbag around enticingly.

Stubborn himself, Hopper muttered, "We are in the bedroom, and that means I should get the final word anyway from what Celestia said… Why are you looking at me like that?" When she merely pointed over past him, a quietly smug look on her face, he rolled over, grunting a bit and straining more than he'd like; stiff muscles and unresponsive legs-- as well as an oversized stallionhood still over-interested in Fluttershy's curvaceous body-- making the flip hard.

As his titanic balls settled with a loud slap against the mattress covering and a pair of shins about as broad as his, slightly longer, his jaw dropped again. His prick instantly flipped around, and Hopper had to fight it down with his hand as much as his will. In the end, he was all but hugging the giant member to his vast torso.

Because behind him on the bed, her gigantic "pillows" squished against each other, slightly deformed by gravity and yet still broader than his muscular shoulder-breadth or hers, was Celestia Sola Invicta herself. The Holy Sun Alicorn, the Guiding Light of the World and High Princess of the Equestrian Oligarchy. Stark naked, not a stitch of clothing, nor even decoration on her white-hided, titanically curvy and vastly muscular body. She was grooming her nails with an adamantium file, absent-mindedly collecting the shavings telekinetically and depositing them in a reagents jar.

The Unconquered Sun was absolutely huge. Despite Hopper's growth, she was still two inches taller than him. Hopper was slightly broader across than the magnificent mare, but honestly no more than her added height added to her shoulders. Her wings, fanning out behind her and over the edge of the bed, were substantially larger; between that and her prodigious padding around the hips, thighs, ass, and so forth, and of course her quadruple Z breasts, she outmassed him considerably. Even if he wasn't still heavily damaged, between her heft and her broad skill, he was extremely well aware that she could literally just wrestle him down if she thought he was going to endanger himself.

Her motherly, gentle smile hit him as hard as Fluttershy's stare. Possibly harder, and she wasn't even trying. Not trying, a half-coherent part of his mind realized. She's not filtering her charisma at all. This is the full and unrestrained Celestia! Once more, he couldn't speak or even really react, but the divine mare he was face to face with could. Without losing an inch of motherliness, a near-predatory aspect took over Celestia's features, and she grabbed his muzzle, kissing his unresisting face firmly.

Breaking it, she beamed at Hopper; he felt his heart soar under the warmth immediately. While Fluttershy clung to his back and began to massage and rub between his wings-- which were pinned by her prodigious tits!-- Celestia began to speak, voice rich and warm, "Dear Hopper. The rules of which you speak are both still in flux until the full, true, wedding, and would not apply at this time anyway. You are a Champion, sworn to my realm; while you are injured, taking care of you is a matter of herd policy. Of all of our hearts, those you have been accepted by, and those who are merely tempted by your adorably handsome self and soul. While my beloved little sister and I are still discussing ultimate mandate, I am the alpha of alicorns, sweet stallion. And my sister's herd will take care of you on my behalf."

All the while, Fluttershy, hit by the same effects, snuggled up happily to his chiseled back. The curvaceous Princess of Kindness seemed somehow inspired but not drawn by Celestia, still focusing her attentions-- loving pets and hungry nibbles, mostly-- on Hopper. If he hadn't been under Celestia's auroric magnetism, he might have wondered more at that.

Before he could reply, Celestia trailed a pure white finger down over the matte black of his muscular hide, teasing close to his straining cock within his gigantic arms. She devoured him with her gaze, her eyes roaming possessively over his naked form. He was near her size, but felt like he was under her wing, for all they both were behind her body. "And it is my bedroom you are in, my dear not-so-little pony. Your mares have graciously agreed that if you wish to be intimate at more than just nursing from my breasts at my assigned hours, we shall be so ahead of schedule; a small taste of what is promised, should you meet the full requirements of the rite."

Fire, the literal heat of the sun flared in her pale, royal eyes. "I am Perfection made flesh, Shadow Hopper," she told him. Warned him? Offered him? He couldn't say. "You will find it pleasurable and healing alike to be loved by me, and I will be vanilla with you. I promise." She winked. "I have to admit, it's a pretty good flavor-- and you can even handle it."

The promise, oddly enough, hit Hopper in two opposite ways. On the one hand, the sultry, passionate promise and the searing lust of her eyes sent his hormones into overdrive, spinning images of the most potent and beautiful mare in Equestria; quite possibly the most overwhelmingly attractive entity in the world, making love to him. On the other, it pushed him to be worthy of that promise. He was able to let his prodigious prick out of his now slightly slick wall of biceps and flexors, forcing it to follow the line of his legs and curl back again, rather than try to make straight for the glorious, aurora-muffed pussy of the gorgeous goddess before him.

He suspected that not even the combined efforts of every alicorn alive could get the thing to disengorge, however. Nor yet could he speak.

Celestia winked and laughed softly, a gentle bell-like sound that was not mocking him for his silence, but joyful for his presence, appreciation, and the level of control he managed. The world really is in her smile, he thought before she spoke again. "That all said," she added, "Turn back around and drink from Fluttershy like a good stud, my sweet pony." Her lips curled into a tender smile with all the warmth of the first day of spring after a hard winter. "My promised fiance. We all need you healthy; and not just for the rite."

Laughing quietly, Hopper blushed and leaned forward, taking a kiss of his own while his flicking wings stroked back at Fluttershy's pinning breasts. His big left hand reached out for a moment, trembling, towards Celestia's plushly sinuous hip, and a surprised smile flashed on her face at his boldness. "Neither bedazzled nor uncontrollable," she said softly, and then another burning gaze, lustful and needy struck him. She pulled his hand closer, lead him to press against the wide padding and exquisite structure beneath. "But you want me freely… I…"

A deep, dramatic contralto growl rumbled up from her broadly muscled and broader breasted chest, shaking her huge mammaries as she clenched her hand around Hopper's, staring at him. Her face tensed as she sucked her lower lip into her teeth, barely biting back the need to just take the pretty stud. At the same time, her eyebrows raised slightly and her eyes' raging need softened, pupils dilating with a heartfelt relief.

As his hand clenched her gorgeously plush and curvy hip, hers slid up along his forearm. She groped and squeezed imperiously at the solid, black-hided vastness there until she slipped along and up to grasp hard at his shoulder. Still chewing her lip, she pushed herself closer, smishing her heavy melons hard against the broadness of his chest, and rubbed her fingers against the hard muscle beneath his wing. Her predatory eyes met his, and she flexed her enormous right arm.

Their biceps were so close in size that, especially under the pulse of her lust, he couldn't tell whether or not hers were still the largest in Equestria. Possibly on Epona entirely. Normal-sized stallions could curl-up happily in just a hollow sculpture of those peaks. He looked at the rippling, gleaming hide of her huge might. Then, a subtle breath, and it almost looked like his was larger...

The effect was broader than on him alone; he could hear and feel Fluttershy panting and groaning behind him. Nonetheless, the seven foot tall princess seemed just as happy to masturbate her sensitive nipples against his back, rather than leaping for Celestia. This time though, more confident and ready for the hit of unrestrained Solar desire, Hopper neither lost control of his horny maleness nor was he stunned by the divine expression and emotional aura.

He kissed Celestia again. Holding it for a few moments, the giant alicorn pulled back when he noticed the pleased surprise on her face. "Yes," he replied at last. "I do want you freely. But by the Rainbow, you're sure this will be healing and not exhausting?" he laughed and nosed her pinkening cheek before squirming back out of her fierce grip and Fluttershy's grunting boob-pin. Once more his heavy package thudded on the bed in the aftermath of the thudding roll, and soprano and contralto voices let out a harmony of appreciative murmurs.

Fluttershy ducked back and out of the way, giving him only a light pout before lifting her heavy right breast. "It's so full, Hopper. I've been saving for you rather than pumping for elixirs," she said softly, just a little bit of milk beading at the tip. Her pout quickly shifted into a blushing smile of her own-- but not reluctant in the least. Her deft fingers played with the sensitive flesh of the mammoth underboob as she whispered in a little sing-song voice, "Please, my stallion; if you are thirsty, drink. I need you to get better, and the Life that flows in me and my milk will heal you."

The heavy weight of Celestia's titanic arm gracefully settled over Hopper's right arm, her strong, tender fingers squeezing and exploring at the injured stud's potent forearm. "Drink, Shadow Hopper," she whispered in his flicking ear. Her breath teased at the long, pointed ear while her fingers teased at the taut hide. "You showed us your bravery, stallion. Let us take care of you this way…" and then the gigantic alicorn actually giggled! "And then adorable little Fluttershy and I can take care of speeding more than recovery. Getting you up, as it were.

Coughing, Hopper leaned forward to accept the proffered breast, drinking deep and lustily at the milk-sweetened nipple. He didn't bother to try to restrain his prick from shifting out straight ahead and wrapping around Fluttershy's waist at that point. It's not like he would stand a chance between the delicious little seven foot alicorn's super-jiggly frame squirming as she moaned pleasure at him, and the massive ten foot eight High Princess making quips like that.

Quips, and fondling his muscles, and working her left arm up under his head, displacing his pillows to let him rest on her magnificent bicep. It shifted slightly under his nursing muzzle as her strong hand reached out to squeeze and fondle, alternating possessive gropes between them both. She started by coaxing more milk and more pleasure out of Fluttershy's huge mega-mam with light tugs of her fingers, and then switched down to fondle at his throbbing prehensile prick.

But Celestia seemed incapable of being at rest with the motherly and fiery aspects of her nature in balance, rather than the fires banked behind her gentleness. The tenderness didn't disappear, but she expressed it rather more physically, her right hand exploring his broad, round pecs first. Her left shifted up to stroking and tugging expert, pleasuring lines from the base of Fluttershy's massive mammaries, making the sweet-voiced Alicorn of Kindness sing moaning paeans as she fed Hopper.

Meanwhile, Celestia followed the motion of his nursing and swallowing, sternum to sides, squeezing just below both flat little male nipples. All the while, she murmured appreciatively, loving finding taut strength and feeling the Fluttermilk-sped healing alike. When she tired of that, she moved to lewdly massaging and lovingly groping at his rigid abdominal muscles, feeling his toned tummy once again fill up on the healing lactation.

Stretching out, Hopper's powerful body pressed back against Celestia's ministrating molestations. His wings flexed, and flicked back, seeking shelter under the larger alicorn's as she let her right wing blanket over them both. He groaned into Fluttershy's sloshing super-breast, latching onto to it with trembling hands. Celestia smiled down at the pair as male and female voices made a new duet of pleasure. She winked at Fluttershy and pulled her hand from the lovely little mare's huge tit. Although the pretty mare pouted and moaned, Celestia was pleased to see her focus on feeding their stud. Hopper can handle things from here for her, she thought, luxuriating in the warmth and companionable hominess of it all.

And horniness. Celestia cradled the injured Champion under her wing, murmuring soft encouragements for him to drain that fat tit as far as he could. The sight of him aggressively pleasuring little Fluttershy's teat while drinking at it was so delightfully in harmony with Fluttershy's squirming squeals of pleasure-- not to mention the smaller alicorn's hands having slipped to masturbating Hopper's colossal cock as it coiled around her on the right, and the left reaching past it to frig her beautiful pussy enthusiastically.

Celestia did love seeing a soft mare squirm in preorgasmic bliss. Add the lewdly delicious scent of their arousal dripping and mixing on her floor… Well, she told herself with a wicked grin, It does my heart good to have such a lovely fragrance. As good as the finest tea.

The squirm of his delectably potent body back against her lustful limbs was wondrous. It was a little mean of me to test him like that, I suppose, she thought, chewing lightly on her lower lip as she wrapped her enormously muscled arms around the giant youth in her bed. But how many lovers have I had that could really pay attention to another without my order-- no, she purred, stroking her supple fingers into his flexing pecs and tensing abs once more, Defied my stated wishes, kissed me, and then went back to his mare. Luna. Twilight. He's everything he was meant to be, and the rite is growing his power, just as it is my luscious sister and eager marefriend.

For all that she enjoyed the pretty, Hayculean stallion in her burly arms, her royal-sized mammaries cushioning his head and back and left wing, her sopping pussy grinding against his lightly twitching tail, her mind flowed out to her two most treasured mares and mates, sleeping cuddled up together after she'd rewarded them both by fucking them into unconsciousness. My two dears, between you and this well-taught stud… I shall be a very, very happy Celestia, indeed. Loving that she had no more need to restrain herself when fondling Hopper's ever-growing musculature than she did Luna, Celestia indulged her senses.

She buried her nose in his scruffy, wild mane, inhaling deeply the masculine tang from his neck. Such a lovely contrast to even her warmare sister's aroma; the mighty princess found herself licking at the corded musculature of his neck and peppering needy kisses against his shoulder to take the taste of him in. Hopper moved against her, never taking his concentration or well-trained hands off Fluttershy, of course, but she felt his rippling back tense, the hard muscles and carefully groomed feathers brushing wondrously back against her enormously jiggly breasts. And the exquisite tease that it made against her gigantically stiff nipples-- My! she thought. I remember when my nips would have been a good hold for his fists. Now his hands are almost as big as mine. Such a pity when he's fully recovered I can't cut in line for the ritual.

Her own hands clenched with indolent force against his chest and belly. A snarling heat curled in her core when she found she could just barely push back in-- that she'd have to be trying to hurt him, rather than her usual perpetual need to be so careful with even divine beings or ancient members of the Elder Races like dragons. Her mind flickered back to her drowsing lovers even as she explored the body in her embrace. Such a fun bedmate you've trained up for me, Twilight dear, she thought with a horny rumble. Such a lovely stud you've made of him, Luna sweet. If you thought I rewarded you well last night for just taking care of him now… She giggled again, and reveled in being able to just squeeze and fondle him carelessly, like a warmare with a warrior-stallion lover ought.

Mustn't forget adorable little Fluttershy, she reminded herself. She locked gazes with the putative mistress of the Stare, and let herself indulge a bit, trapping the Alicorn of Kindness with the unrestrained magnetism of her regard. It started the richly-curved and overcurved mare cumming hard, the little extra push she needed. Helping me heal such a playmate… yes, dear, I'll give you a special thanks, separate from my Astral sisters-- to her, Twilight had earned her place beside Luna-- and from your other herd-sisters. Rarity, Barb, and Rainbow Dash will make for a good train for me to toy with, but you, you sweet guardian of Life and Death… when your coltfriend and my promised betrothed no longer desperately needs your attention, I'll give you such a gentle loving that you'll forget how to even have birthing pangs…

She chuckled a bit to herself as another pleasant surprise that shouldn't have been struck. Fluttershy was still under the effects of Celestia's heat and unspoken promise, but her focus was on Hopper. On feeding the sweet not-at-all-little stud more of her milk. Forced to pleasure herself for Celestia's fiery, lewd desire, forced to meet Celestia's eyes, but still loving and tending to the stallion at her teat.

What did I miss, looking over you, my dear? Celestia wondered. When Hopper next rested, she thought she might have some tea and conversation with the Princess of Kindness. Could I have brought you into my romps with Twilight or Luna to help them last longer under me? Celestia knew she couldn't juggle everything but she ached for her lovers so badly.

She nipped Hopper's neck lightly, then giggled and tenderly licked the nip as he grunted around the slowing flow of literally Lifegiving milk. Watching the lustgiving flow of his alicornic precum splash over luscious little Fluttershy's broad, broodbearing hips incited Celestia. Wistfully, she thought, I've honestly been getting a little jealous of how much of Twilight's time he's consumed, even when trying to play with the rest of you. I know that she'd come to my bed if I could let her, though, especially with Luna managing Hopper's strength and training more.

She debated as she played with both. Her huge, impossibly strong hands moved contentedly over Shadow Hopper's body, indulging herself in unleashing full strength gropes the more, tensing her huge right bicep to lustfully compare it to the gorgeously potent youth's again. So beautiful. So pleasing to have a lover she wouldn't break. But her heart was still Twilight's and Luna's first and foremost over anything except her duty to her little ponies, and her eyes ever turned back to Fluttershy.

The busty, butter-colored alicorn wriggled and gasped, Celestia's lust forcing her to imagine all the sorts of things Celestia could do to her; not even what had been done, but what might even be contemplatable. Was it possible? She watched Fluttershy's wings pop out to their full extent, and considered. Was she reading too much into Fluttershy because she'd only ever had the exquisite mare in group sessions where she'd had to be so careful not to break the lesser alicorns that she'd only had minor relief?

No, Celestia decided as Fluttershy actually used the empathic wave of Celestia's lust to let her focus more on pleasuring the stud at her tit. She gently moved Hopper's mouth-- no grabby hands this time, save to shift which soft mammary-mountain he was fondling-- to her other breast, for the milk there had sloshed itself back to some fullness, and then her hands did not return to her gushing cunny. No, scrumptious Kindness began to masturbate the huge stallionhood around her waist, and just let Celestia's nerve-igniting will make her pussy pleasure itself.

Celestia nodded, and concealed it in nipping Hopper's shoulder again, marking the delicious strength of him with her teeth and kisses. I should have realized just how strong she is before, Celestia concluded. It's ocean strength, fluid strength; she's focused on taking care of someone, and my will is rolling right over her. Delicious... and useful. My dear Fluttershy, I may be using you to spend more time with Twilight until the rite is complete!

She giggled as Hopper tried to pull back from Fluttershy's breast and put his hand over his muzzle, suppressing a quiet burp. "Dear boy," Celestia commented, and stroked her fingers over the sculpted thickness of his abs, and the slight, almost imperceptible bulge from the very full stomach. "I think Fluttershy is flattered by your belly's satisfaction. You needn't blush quite so much, though I thank you for the courtesy of covering your mouth. Very couth," she said approvingly-- and quite deliberately to make him blush further.

Fluttershy leaned in and kissed Hopper's bright-blushing forehead, her nimble fingers still busy with adoring his massive shaft as it curled around her waist. "But he's so cute when he blushes, mistress!" she protested to Celestia. Celestia had to agree. Her eyes met Fluttershy's as the huge stud between them alternated between coughs and groans, the sensuous caress of Fluttershy's hands and Celestia's more lecherous fondles pushing him towards climax.

A simple nod of agreement, and Celestia purred. "You're quite right, my dear," she told Fluttershy, and abruptly reached over with her burly right arm, broad hand squeezing firmly-- but not too firmly-- at the uppermost of Hopper's lewdly excessive testicles. She felt the light tingle of his pheromone musk transferring onto her fingers, but she wasn't really interested in such limited applications at the moment.

No, what started the Sun's Regent growling lustfully again was the gurgling, sloshing heft of the seed filling up his enormous cum-spheres. She leaned upwards on her side, the weight of her enormous quadruple Zs resting on the strength of his side and the curvaceous padding of her broodbearing hips. "Tilt your pretty cock this way, dear Hopper," Celestia ordered. "I'm hungry. We've been feeding you in shifts, and I want some cream back in return!" She winked at Fluttershy. "I hope you don't mind me claiming the alpha's share.

Hopper groaned out an only semi-coherent mumble; Celestia decided it was likely to just be the polite stallion agreeing-- something like, "Happy to be of service," or had it been, "Happy to service you?" It didn't matter. The enormous flare turned up her way and she felt his balls swell and swell and swell again. Delicious, she thought, eager for her first taste of his delectable spunk in several months.

Beaming up at her, the smaller, softer mare shook her head and gigantic tits vigorously. "Oh no," she said. "I don't mind at all, mistress. You deserve some of the master's cum too! Besides, if it's alright with you, I'd like to measure his responses to see if we can both fuck him!" She turned the gigawatt smile on Hopper, and kissed his lips softly. "Wouldn't that feel good, master? Mistress Sun riding your cock, and me wherever you wish me-- at your mouth, at your hands, licking your feet-- if you show me you're recovered enough, I'll do anything you want…"

Cunning minx, Celestia thought fondly, and stepped up her fondling of the enormous nutsack. She certainly wasn't going to object to playing with those gorgeous mega-tits while quenching Hopper's pain and her fiery lust at the same time! She grinned mischievously and wriggled her toes as she looked at his ears. Those ears, she thought, always flicking, even still. Adorable. And telltale, my dear boy. Telltale of sensitivities.

The first splurts of precum were already starting, painting Celestia's mountainous breasts with the light stimulation of his precum. "That's it," she cooed, voice deep and breathy. "Do you remember that first day you were truly an adult, Hopper? When it was my sister and myself, surrounding you with breasts and interest?"

Eyes bright, Fluttershy began to squirm and wriggle in the coil of Hopper's vein-laden shaft. Chirpy, she said, "Ooh. I remember when mistress told us." Hopper eeped, his ears almost vibrating, and Celestia wondered how they'd feel with his head tucked deep into her cleavage; something to try later. "Yes, master," Fluttershy said, her voice sweet but tinged with raw horniness. "She told us all. Bragged about how tasty your cum is. And she was right!" She bounced, immense breasts still gurgling and only lightly droopy even after the hungry stud's thirst. They played across his girth, squishing and petting it with just the immense lushness of her rack.

Celestia gave Fluttershy an approving wink, and then went to work on Hopper's left ear-- and the mind between both. She curled her left hand into a battering ram of a fist, and slowly flexed the titanic musculature of the arm lying beneath his head. "Mmm," she groaned, rubbing her giant megazon thighs together lewdly, her plump vulva rubbing against itself and even teasing her sensitive clit.

Squirming, Celestia temporarily broke off caressing Hopper's ready nuts to pinch and squeeze at her broad right areola. She aimed her fist-sized nipple at his delectably flexing flare, and laughed softly as it began to shower her faster when her milk splattered. Fair exchange, she thought with lusty smugness. "I remember. I remember how you couldn't control your wings," Celestia purred, and his feathery breadth began to thwap hard against her soft, motherly breasts yet again. It was so delightfully ardent she just had to squeal! "Oh, yes, dear, just like that!" She squeezed her The plush padding parted for her overwhelming bicep, just a little bit, rubbing against that cute, twitchy ear.

Grunting, he unleashed another copious wave of precum, splattering and soaking the enormous white-hided, fat-nippled breasts cushioning his back. Fluttershy leaned across the super-sized stallionhood and his body to begin licking and sucking at Celestia's pendulous mega-bosom, and Celestia's muscled thighs clenched hard, her pussy drooling her femmejuices down over the sudden ripples of strength. Oh my, Celestia thought, her lips curling into a fierce smile. My musk is overpowering them as usual, but I can still make out the delicious tang of horny stud-- this horny stud. The cutie does seem to drip sex; that is quite promising. But enough distractions. He's close.

As Fluttershy continued to clean Celestia's tits like the attentive little subbie princess slut she was, Celestia giggled as she watched Hopper's rain of precum soak poor Fluttershy's mane. Not that the sweetheart mare was complaining. Celestia stretched out her gigantic legs, rubbing them faster and faster together as she felt a mini climax coming. But I want that cum first! she reminded herself and groaned, "Do you remember having the Princess of the Sun beg you, my big pony?" she asked him as her hand returned to encouraging his mega-balls with obscene, demanding squeezes and strokes.

Celestia grabbed Fluttershy's pre-soaked mane and hauled her onto her fecund nip. She'd have more for Hopper later, soon enough. She looked his twice-cyclopean cock straight in the cumslit, as though eye to to eye. Licking her full lips she whispered, "Please, Hopper." She skipped the middle, and went straight for the end, grinding her gushing cunt against his hard, toned hind end. "But I want to know how much your body wants to dominate us. How much it turns you on that we're making a play to control the sex... by offering you control." She gasped and whimpered, feeling a final bulge in the huge stallion-spheres. "Please," came the throaty cry, "Please give me your cum!"

Suddenly, her stud's huge arm slapped back, pushing forcefully under her massive boobs and a strong hand clapped against the strength of her bulging right oblique. "Oh!" Celestia gasped, just in time for the sticky, massive strands of virile alicorn cum to splatter towards her face. I felt that! And more than as just a light flutter like having a mountain fall on her or a demon lord break its fist on her. But she didn't have time to analyze it. She was hungry, and her pretty stud was feeding her his rich, fertile cum.

She shoved her enormous bosom forward, blocking any fall of seed. It was hers, hers and her not-quite-a-beta, not-quite-a-brood mare sweetheart's. The two of them shared in the deliciousness, Fluttershy, courteous as ever, licking Celestia's sensitive breasts clean. And who was Hopper to complain, trapped between two pairs of quadruple Zs?

She didn't hear any such complaints, of course. I'm glad the father of my future foals isn't a fool, Celestia thought smugly as she took her prize. Her strong fingers roamed over the youth's body, possessively encouraging his overstuffed and overflowing balls to feed the pair of him on one side. On the other, the megazonian arm beneath his bicep-pillowed head reached across to squeeze his gigantic pectoral muscles and rake across his thick hide. Her bright white wings wrapped lovingly around her fellow alicorns, tertiaries feathering across Fluttershy's curvaceous ass.

Hopper's groans grew louder and louder as his delectable orgasm continued. His cum splurted harder and harder and-- Yes! We got him to double up! Celestia fairly glowed with smugness as her squirming stud roared out. So precious. She reached up and gently took his broad flare in hand; his testicles could do their own work for the moment. Instead, she aimed the flow at her bountiful breasts, licking from the stream like a schoolfilly at a fountain. As greedy as she was for fecund stallion seed, she wanted to make sure she shared with cute little Fluttershy.

It was only generous, after all.