The Different Prince

Pinkie had the plumpest boobs of the lot. Comparative to body size. She didn't even wait for me to grab at her dress, she pulled down the front before she took her turn with me after Fluttershy. The buttery pegasus, while blushing, had seemed to enjoy my company nonetheless. She had a naughty side.

Pinkie giggled when I took her fat nipple into my mouth. "Ah, I can't wait to have three dozen of my own. Rarity's gonna have to up my dresses six sizes."

"It was all we could do to get you wear one today," Rarity said, suddenly appearing to join the circle of mares.

"I'm a free spirit," the pink on responded haughtily.

"You're an exhibitionist," the white unicorn told her.

"I do not have public sex," Pinkie responded, aghast. "I'm still a virgin."

"It's still indecent to flash one's genitalia in public," Rarity stated firmly, a scowl on her face. This must have been a longstanding issue between them.

Pinkie blew a raspberry. "Next thing you know, you're going to say it's impolite to dry nurse somepony else's baby."

"It is," Rarity cried, her fingers curling like claws. She had a wild look in her eye.

"They have my permission," mother chuckled in order to calm the unicorn's wrath. "Besides, He invited himself on most of them."

"But what if he does it with the visiting dignitaries?" Rarity asked, horror etched across her face. "Are you gonna just let him..."

"Well, the yaks sort of expect it," Twilight said, in thought. "And the changelings..."

"Never mind," Rarity cried as she tried to straighten her composure. "Alright. I will trust the thousand year old ruler's wisdom on the matter."

"Now arriving, Princess Cadance of the Crystal Empire and her consort, Shining Armor," an announcer at the door declared aloud.

"Who am I kidding?" Rarity wept bitterly, "Please don't start a war, princess."

The other mares all laughed. Though, Fluttershy made more of a titter. Was that the right word? Titter? Oh well. It should be.

The doors to the great hall swung open and I saw a pink mare in many hue of blue riding atop of a white unicorn stallion in gold and purple armor. He was almost as big as daddy. Perched atop upon the mare's shoulder like a hawk was a lighter pink filly with huge wings and the most adorable smile. The crowd of early guests and servants cleared a path up towards mother and me.

The new arrivals marched gracefully through opened road until they stopped in front of us. The stallion bowed, allowing the mare and filly off of his back before rising again. The new alicorn opens her arms wide and I find myself sandwiched between them.

"Aunt Celestia, It is good to see you," she said happily. The filly, from her vantage point, hugged mother's head.

"Auntie Celie," she said in an adorable voice.

"And it was good to see you too, Cadance," mother chuckled, even offering the stallion a scratch behind the ears. "I take it my former captain is well too?"

The pink alicorn nodded as she broke away to set her daughter upon the stallion's head. "Of course. Even if he's a stubborn mule at times, I could never ask for a better mate."

Mother smiled. "To each their own. As you can see, Macintosh Apple is of marvelous stock."

Speaking of which, my father slowly walked up to the unicorn stallion, head held high. The unicorn held his head equally as high. They spent a moment staring each other down before smiling and butting their head together as some show of friendship.

Cadance laughed as she greeted my father by gently butting her head against his like the unicorn had. "Always did like a good draft stallion. Though, he's more for the simple life."

"Which is why I found him so pleasing," mother went on to say. "A more aggressive breed like Shining Armor would run me ragged."

Cadance smiled happily. "Oh he does... keeps all the guard stallions in line. Even trying to find him a good apprentice to take over when he grows too old for military life."

I noticed that Twilight had come up to the white stallion and kissed his cheek. "Hey, Shiny? How's my big brother been?" To which, he licked her face and nuzzled her cheek. Mother and her niece kept talking.

"Well, the Crystal Empire is a much smaller territory than Equestria," mother said. "Here, I have mares trained to tend to the retirement arrangements."

"We are growing," Cadance pointed out. "The birth rates have been steadily increasing since Sombra was defeated. And the Bastard Cull was quelled... for now."

Mother looked sad. "Oh, I had hoped they would be more sympathetic than vengeful with his offspring."

Cadance nodded. "We've managed to hide and distribute most of his children in kinder places in the Empire. But, we must keep a constant watch... for at least one generation."

Mother sighed, but nodded. "Equestria is more than equipped to aid you if yo ever need to redistribute them for safety."

"I know," Cadance said with a small smile. Then mother looked at the small alicorn filly.

She chuckled. "I don't suppose you've promised Flurry to another prince, have you?"

Cadance laughed. "Yes, Auntie, I have. She'll help secure us a firm relationship with the hippogriff kingdom when she comes of age."

"Well, we're not really related by blood, Cadance," mother said as she held me out for her niece to hold. "Perhaps your next daughter?"

Cadance laughed as she tickled my belly. "I'm sorry, Auntie. But, I've already promised my next five daughters to the griffons, sirens, and changelings." I laughed at the sensation as I searched for a proper opening in in her blue dress. "And, I am reserving the rights on any sons I might have to establish blood ties to smaller kingdoms in the west."

"I see," mother said, understanding. "Though, he is an alicorn, so he can wait for when you have a free daughter to spare."

Cadance nodded. "Perhaps, Auntie. Don't get me wrong, I would love to establish real blood relations with you, but... this is the only known male alicorn. It might be different. Perhaps they aren't immortal like female alicorns, or... what if they live shorter lives than the average pony?"

"Don't say that," mother said in a low warning tone. It was the kind of tone that told a story of ages of loss and grief.

Cadance inclined her head respectfully. "I apologize auntie. May I give communion to the prince?"

Mother's face softened, and she nodded. "Of course, my niece."

The pink alicorn reached across the front of her dress and popped a couple buttons, allowing one of her breasts to breathe. I looked with widened eyes. The nipple was like a smooth untainted pearl. She cooed gently as she ushered me to latch on.

"There's a good, colt," she said softly as she felt me suckling. "I promise, as your cousin, if you are ever sad or lonely, I will always welcome you."

There were some sounds of daawing from the crowd of spectators. But they were paid no mind. This society was pleasing to me. And the fact that this new princess had milk like warm honey was even more pleasing. But, it didn't last too long.

"I am sorry, Gold," she apologized as she pulled me away and rebuttoned her dress. "But, we cannot have you getting full just yet. I saw who was arriving just behind me and Shining Armor."

The doors to the great hall opened again and the announcer spoke in a great voice. "Now arriving, Princess Bork and her consort, Prince Rutherford of Yakyakistan."

Hmm, seems I was in for a lot tonight.