The Zebra Conspiracy

“Heh heh, Zed... Zed!” Cadance giggled playfully as the zebra endlessly teased and tickled her bare body. The pair having just woken up in Cadance’s royal chambers in the morning, and as usual seemed as horny as the night before. “Hehe, quit it! I mean it! I-I need to get dressed!” Cadance squealed as she attempted to escape the zebra’s clutches, only to have a hand grab her by the wrist and pull her back in.

“What’s another ten minutes, dear?” Zed asked as he lovingly nuzzled his mate from behind. “You aren’t going to get pregnant sitting that adorable rump at some meetings all day. Another fresh helping of my seed is exactly what your body needs right now.” Even now Cadance’s back side could feel Zed’s member eagerly throb and twitch against her body, calling her name. Even after the workout she and Zed had put it through last night, and the day before that… actually every single day since Zed had taken Shining Armor’s spot in her bed. The zebra and his magical black rod never seemed to lose interest in her!

It was true, when the zebras first hauled her sickened husband, along with a good initial portion of the male citizens from The Crystal Empire, off to the quarantine area, Cadance felt like The Crystal Empire was in dire trouble. Though, true to the zebra’s words, the evacuation of the dangerously ill stallions had been quick and clean by the immune striped helpers. The zebras proving themselves as fairly competent help as they thoroughly scoured the cities and towns of Equestria with authority. Drawing out and moving any and all sick pony stallions to the quarantine zone where they could recover far, far away from the normal population without risk of spreading their disease to the mares as well. But even in light of the effective purge, Cadance was beside herself.

Her husband was ill with a mysterious illness so odd even the zebras couldn’t cure it! So, unfortunately for Cadance, she hadn’t the faintest idea when her Shining Armor would recover and return to her. While, according to Zed, oddly enough, it was actually a beneficial silver lining for her pregnancy treatment that Shining Armor was removed from the equation. However, his absence was likely to cause other negative effects on Cadance ranging from emotion to her mental health. But the zebra, being the noble spirit that he was, promptly proved to be a source of much-needed comfort and support in the trying times. In the weeks that came, Zed proved a more than adequate replacement for her husband, thoroughly filling the emotional hole Shining had left behind, among others.

In actuality, Zed had moved in with the princess completely, acting as Cadance’s pseudo husband not just as a friend and supportive lover, but also for the treatment. Like some mares, Cadance was a tiny bit skeptical at first, but the experiment proved a net positive effect. Zed had claimed that if Cadance’s mind, body, and soul came to truly recognize him as her husband, it would practically guarantee her successful impregnation and subsequent birth of a foal. The personal goal he had set for her was to aim to go an entire day without giving so much as a thought to the stallion who used to share her bed. So, any and all pictures, reminders, or mementoes of anything even resembling Shining Armor were thrown out in the kitchen trash. They were replaced merely by frames of Zed and Cadance, more often than not, in less clothing than one might think.

As opposed to his previous hour-long visits, Zed had now become a near constant presence in Cadance’s everyday life. He was there when she went to bed, when she woke up, when she attended to her duties, and when she came back home, always kindly asking her how her day went. A noticeable improvement over Shining in that regard... But just because the two of them had that beneficial factor in their favor, it didn’t mean either one of them wanted to cut any slack in their sessions. They made love feverishly. First thing in the morning, last thing at night, when she came home, whenever she took a shower, even when she was in the middle of cooking their dinner for him. The exotic appeal of having sex with a foreign, muscular, thick-cocked, and handsome zebranever seemed to dull for the alicorn, nor Zed in his regard. The zebra having thoroughly enjoyed the expanded access and liveliness Cadance had taken to giving him after her trip to the embassy.

Blowjobs, titjobs, anal, bondage, pet play, roleplay, among other things, anything he wanted, the mare gladly gave him. Though emptying his balls inside the mare’s fertile womb was his favorite way to go, he did quite enjoy the freedom of being able to spill his seed anywhere on or in the alicorn. Something about showering a utterly naked royal princess’s body with his zebra cum and exotic scent as she panted for breath tickled something inside him. A sensation that instantly brought his cock back to full hardness and ready for another round.

As fun as the sex was though, Cadance was often reminded this was a professional matter and relationship. Proper documentation and evidence was required at all times. Zed performed most of the work in that regard. All she was tasked with doing was along the lines of posing for post-cotius pictures, assuming she had the strength to, and taking a daily supplement of labelless elixirs and potions Zed brought over.

Though it went without saying, Zed had his own official duties to attend to during the night and day all across Equestria. This left Cadance rather idle and alone during spare hours that could have easily been spent breeding her mind out. But, like any good efficient lover, Zed did not let that time go to waste. As a gift to her he regularly invited over a pack of his friends, all who must have taken Shining Armor’s potion like Zed had. Surprisingly, Cadance had offered no quarrel with the prospect of sleeping with larger groups of zebras, mainly after her amazing experience at the embassy. Usually they would arrive, hungrily strip her naked on the off chance she was wearing anything at all, and carry her upstairs to her bedrooms over their shoulders.

Some of her group sessions were easier than others. Sometimes the pack of horny zebra stallions had her put on a show. Staring at her at with ravenous eyes as the embarrassed alicorn sampled her naughty collection of lingerie and sex toys. Both of which were quickly growing thanks to her very so generous pseudo husband.

Other times, it was easier on her… in a way. Cadance’s mind often blacked out through the sheer orgasmic pleasure they relentlessly rutted her into, prompting the zebras to simply use the holes on her unconscious body until they were satisfied. Even when knocked out, the kind stallions claimed her body was one of the best lays they had the privilege of breeding. No small compliment for the princess of love.

And zebras weren’t the only new lover’s Cadance’s legs had been acquiring. Like any studious student, Cadance had remembered the importance the zebras stressed about tapping her body into it’s more feminine side. To that end, Zed often brought her a female friend, or two, to play with. Usually some of her subjects that were so overwhelmed to be merely meeting her. Zed and his friends always watched closely as the girls were tasked with bringing each other to orgasm after orgasm. Cheering, and whistling them on every step of the way. All of them ended with the zebras diving in on them, after their tongues and fingers had gotten their fair share of each other, using their meaty rods to bring them back as cock lovers.

But as amazing as the past weeks had been, Cadance could not deny Equestria was changing around her. Not just from the absence of the many sickened pony stallions, but from the mares themselves. Girls and women everywhere were acting far more… provocative. Sure, almost all of the pony clothing in Equestria had to have been throw out. Cadance, being one of royal status, was one of the few mares gifted to have her wardrobe replenished with new outfits shortly after the event. Others were not so lucky, and yet, they didn’t seem bothered by it at all.

All it took was one look out the window to see Equestria had morphed into a nudist nation, seemingly overnight! Mares casually roamed the street utterly and completely naked! More often than not, walking hand in hand with a fully-dressed zebra stallion. Surprisingly, it wasn’t as hard to adapt to as anypony would have thought. Mainly due to the fact that all the pony stallions were gone, and no one was left to gawk at their tits, asses, and marehoods. It was just the zebras now, who apparently claimed nudity was not such a taboo thing back in Zebrica as it was here. So, naturally, the mares stuck to it, wanting to help their foreign guests feel that much more welcome in Equestria.

“A-As nice as that would be,” Cadance insisted as she rose from her bed once more, freeing her enlarged breasts from her mate’s groping embrace. “My subjects… or at least, the mares that are left of them, will not govern themselves without a leader who attends to her duties. Though I do appreciate your people’s help in the matter,” she spoke as she made her way over to her dresser.

“You sure about that, honey?” Zed cooed as he embraced Cadance from behind, putting her search for an outfit to an abrupt halt. “Why not save yourself the hassle of getting dressed today, hmmm? I’d wager your subjects would hardly mind now if you simply came in say… unclothed?”

“Zed!” Cadance gasped as she turned around in a huff to stare disapprovingly at the perverted smiling zebra. “I-In case you forget, I’m a princess of Equestria! I know the rest of them choose to live as nudists… but what would my subjects possibly think… if I… came to court wearing… nothing.” Cadance spoke, picturing the vivid imagery in her head. It was true, being naked around attractive zebras was a whole lot easier than it was with pony stallions. But a small faint part of her wanted to wonder what Shining Armor would say if he saw her doing that. But, by Zed’s orders, she should do her best to refrain from thinking of her old husband at all. Even so, a small part of her couldn’t help but wonder how Shining Armor was doing…

Shining Armor let loose a resounding cough in the air before sickly collapsing back down on his bed.

The situation in the quarantine zone was grim, that much was obvious to anyone setting foot in the place for a single second. Dozen upon dozens of beds had been packed into the area mere feet apart from each one. Each one holding a different deathly ill stallion from a different corner of Equestria. All of them sickened with the same symptoms ranging from heavy sweating to severe headaches. For their own safety, their ankles had been chained to the beds preventing them from leaving, not like many of them had the strength to stand anyway. And even if they could, the entire quarantine area was surrounded by a tall thick metal fence, resembling more of a prison than a hospital.

Most of the stallions understood why they were here but hated it regardless. The food they were given was salty and bitter, there was little to do but cough and sniffle, and the only thing they had to distract them was to go through all of the packets sent to them from the mainland. From what they could figure, the zebras wanted to ensure the sickly stallions that their mates were being well-tended to and cared for their absence.

The packets included detailed proof of the treatment with their girlfriends, wives, and/or daughters. Usually a good number of pictures with the mares, completely devoid of all clothing as they were claimed by a bigger and stronger zebra stud. All of which seemed oddly happy to allow them more access to their body and holes than their husbands were ever privileged too. Gooey thick rivers of zebra cum streamed outwards from the many orifices of the mares, the stallions of which had no idea just how little thought their women were giving them.

Shining Armor despised it. Even before they were all dragged and locked up in here, everyone and their mothers were going on about how great the zebras were. To him, the zebras weren’t even smart enough to think that maybe sending these lewd files of their wives to them while they were bedridden could have been taken the wrong way. But no, they poured in day after day. Must have been a difference between their cultures or something.

The detail that really got to Shining Armor was how few other stallions seemed to share his sentiment. To them, staring at the almost pornographic pictures of zebras studs debasing their wives was the only thing they had to do all day, besides being sick. It was no secret that many stallions would even beat themselves off over the photos…

But even as awful as the sickly hell was they were subjected to, Shining Armor took solace in the fact that, despite all the pictures, his wife was almost certainly equally worried sick about him. All he could do was hope that Zed didn’t prove to be as bad of an influence of her as he feared he would be.

“Truthfully, I think they would rather enjoy you being naked. It certainly brightens up my day,” Zed said, grasping the pouting mare’s shoulders in a sign of support. “Equestria has changed… only fair we change with it, don’t you think?”

“You’re going to bring up that Pony magazine article, aren’t you?” Cadance said with a roll of her eyes.

“Yes, I’m going to bring up the Pony magazine article. You know me far too well,” Zed chuckled. Cadance knew all too well that Twilight’s completely naked body had been plastered on the front page of Pony magazine, captured on photo by a typical mare photographer as the princess strolled through the streets with her zebra boyfriend in hand. Her slightly bulging pregnant belly and all was printed plainly for all to see. The same young zebra Cadance had seen in Twilight’s file on the train. In the Pony magazine article, the princess of friendship was quoting giving a glowing recommendation towards the program saying how it “changed her for the better.” Twilight went on to say that she wants all mares to join it. Not just for fun, or to learn of zebra’s and their culture, but Equestria needed them to if future generations of ponies were to exist!

The zebra’s mischievous hands found their way to her breasts again. Groping and massaging them as if to suggest they were the only bra she needed. Cadance let loose an involuntary moan as her newly extra-sensitive bosom was manhandled.

“A-a-alright,” Cadance mewded weakly and reluctantly in defeat. The molestation of her breasts stopped immediately. She closed her dresser full of clothing.

“There’s a good girl,” Zed smiled, planting a playful pat on the alicorn’s bare butt.

“Ooo!” Cadance yelped in an adorable fashion, blushing slightly in embarrassment as she rubbed the spot on her rump where the zebra’s hand had made contact. “It should be fine anyway… it’s not like I’ll be holding an audience with my subjects who will see me like this.”

“Ah, that is correct.” Zed said with a nod. “Today is your emergency meeting with the other alicorn princesses. I had completely forgotten. Do not worry, dear, they are already on the program along with you. If they are of similar mind as you, I expect them to be in a similar state of undress as you too.”

“Well… at least I won’t be the odd one out,” Cadance sighed thankfully.

“Come, they should be waiting for you already,” Zed said, offering the mare a hand for her to take. Cadance gladly accepted it as the two of them made their way to the castle’s conference room.

The first thing Cadance noticed upon setting into the designated room was that it was full of zebras. All of them standing at attention on the walls around the room. Not surprising, seeing as the zebras had rushed to replace the previous royal guard stallions in both position and authority.

The crystal table in the center of the room, one that Cadance had expected three other alicorn to be seated at, instead… only had one. It was Princess Celestia, calmly seated on the opposing chair reviewing the official documents before. Much like Cadance, Celestia was thankfully completely devoid of any clothing whatsoever. Her priceless collection of gowns and garments acquired over the years had been cast out, burned, and forgotten. All in favor of a more simple au naturel look. From Cadance’s perspective, she was gifted with her first look at the princess’s royal bosom. Two enormous white alicorn tits hung proudly from the mare’s chest that, despite Celestia’s age, seemed to exist without the slightest bit of sag. In fact, the two heaving twin mounds seemed to sway and bounce with even the smallest movement the alicorn made. It was a titillating sight Celestia had been convinced to gift her subjects with. It was just unfortunate that the pony stallions were all missing, as it was no secret they lusted after the princess’s chest most of all.

“Ah, Cadance! There you are,” Celestia said as a welcome, though her usual accompanied smile to her fellow alicorn seemed to be lacking this time. Cadance knew that usually as a sign of a ‘bad news’ meeting and took a seat at the opposing end of the table. “Now we can begin.”

Cadance breathed an invisible sigh of relief that Celestia did not object to her stark nudity. “Begin? Shouldn’t we wait for the others? Forgive me, but I was expecting Princess Twilight and Princess Luna to both be present as well.”

“They are actually the matter I wished to discuss with you first,” Celestia went on. “Now, I’m sure you are well aware of our new zebra allies and the fortuitous role they are playing in guiding us through this crisis…”

“Of course,” Cadance said regally, doing her best to suppress a surely unprofessional blush.

“Well, my new advisers brought to my attention that we should hold a more suitable diplomatic relationship with our new partners. To show that we are equally committed to this relationship as they are. Now, we can never truly repay them for everything they have done to us-” Celestia came to a sudden pause, realizing she had misspoke slightly. Cadance raised as a curious brow as it was actually the other alicorn who averted her gaze as she gave an embarrassed blush. “I’m sorry. For everything they have done for us….”

“Ummm, of course,” Cadance shot in. “But how does this relate to Princess Luna and Twilight’s whereabouts?”

“Well, you see, to put it plainly, dear, they are playing the role of diplomats. Both of them, along with a good number of mare volunteers, boarded the boats the zebra arrived in and set sail back to Zebrica.”

“Oh, I see…” Cadance nodded upon this new information. “How many of our subjects have departed with them?”

“From my reports, it was thankfully as many as the boats could safely fit. As capable as Twilight and Luna are, I had my doubts they could handle this task alone. I still know little about Zebrican culture or customs, but I hear it will take all of the girls, maybe more, to enlighten our allies of our ways. According to my partner, the mares we are sending over serve as a friendly reminder to the other zebras what they are working for. I see where he is coming from, in a way. It’s so much easier to give to a cause when it’s not quite so faceless.”

“I wholeheartedly agree,” Cadance spoke out in relief. “As it stands now, Equestrian society was far too dependent on the zebra’s help to risk losing them. We should do everything in our power to keep them in our good favors. But...” the alicorn added, giving solar princess a careful glace. For such positive sounding news, it didn’t appear that Celestia was completely at ease. “I’m guessing you would not have called this meeting, had the matter been concluded.”

“You’re right,” Celestia sighed sadly. “This is not a congratulatory meeting. As much as it pains me to say, the task of diplomat in this case seems to be more than a two princesses job. And it was not without warrant that we sent them on that mission of goodwill. There are many, many zebras in Zebrica contributing to this cause and, according to my partner, many of them are disgruntled to be diverting so many of their own resources to such a troubled nation. But that’s not it… You see, I had wished to keep the subject of our land’s finances to just between my sister and I, but it has snowballed into a larger problem than I can deal with by myself. All those zebras, and all of the knowledge they bring with them... it does not come cheaply. At least, it did in the beginning. As the zebras’ program in our lands expanded, we were asked to help reimburse their homeland for the expenses. We did not anticipate what anypony can plainly see now, how large of a presence the zebras have in Equestria. I am afraid we are out of time. In more ways than one.”

“W-what do you mean?!?” Cadance asked in a frantic panic. Though a part of knew already, the wonderful life style she had been gifted with could not last forever.

“To put it plainly, Cadance... for the first time in history, we are broke,” Celestia spoke. “Equestria’s treasures, the royal coffers, our stockpiles of gold, the mines of gemstones, everything we have saved up over the many years of our rule… All of it has been spent in payment for services rendered. The last bit of our wealth was sent over on the boat carrying my sister and Twilight. As of now, we are in the red, and acquiring a tremendous amount of debt. At this rate, the zebras are bound to be ordered back to their homeland within the month, and at that point, they will have no choice but to leave us to our own fates.”

“I-I had no idea the state of our nation’s finances were this bad,” Cadance breathed, still shocked but the dump of information. She had feared bad news, but this was even worse! “The zebras! We can’t stand to lose them! Not now!” Panic and sadness was already eating away at her compose. The thought of losing her Zed was already more than she wanted to bear.

“Please, calm yourself, Cadance,” Celestia spoke sternly. A constant reminder the room they were in was packed with zebra guards within earshot of their confidential talks. “Despite that dire news, all hope is not lost for us yet.”

Cadance blinked as the rational part of her princess self realized how unbecoming she was acting. She attempted to compose her breath. Inhaling deeply, counting to five then exhaling. Just like she had taught Twilight.

“You’re right. I apologize, princess,” Cadance breathed with forced composure. “I trust you’ve already thought of a possible course of action?”

“I have…” Celestia sighed. “Or at least, it was suggested to me by my partner. But only as a last resort. Though it is a rather extreme measure, and it is not ideal to many. But it seems as though it is the only option we are going to get.”

“What is it?” Cadance asked on the edge of her seat. Hope in her eyes once again.

“We could migrate to Zebrica. All of us. Return with the zebras on the same boats they came here in.”

“Wait… all of us? You mean?” Cadance gulped.

“Forgive me, all of Equestria’s female population. The males, I’m afraid, we cannot risk being in close proximity to. Nor can we afford to wait any longer while their strange illness is cured.”

“I get where you are coming from. But how would this work, exactly?”

“The plans have already been laid out,” Celestia replied. “On our word, I will authorize the zebras permission to seize control of all my subjects’ bank accounts and contribute their wealth towards their due payments for their services. You will do the same with your subjects in the Crystal North. Your own treasury here will need to likewise be completely emptied of all riches. Then we will spread word of a mandatory evacuation of all female Equestrian citizens. Everypony, and every zebra for that matter, will travel to either Manehattan, Fillydelphia, or Baltimare where will we board our designated ships and and depart from our respective harbors. Sailing due east to Zebrica. As for the stallions, I’ve talked it over with my partner, and we believe it’s best if they remain unaware of our departure while they recover in the quarantine zones. He informed me that worry for our well being and absence will only worsen their conditions. But, should they ever recover, we will be promptly notified and given the option to return to Equestria.”

Cadance kept her head down low as she considered. The idea sounded crazy! Almost ridiculous even. All of Equestria’s mares traveling to live in some foreign land?

“If I could be so bold as to interject,” Zed shot in, the zebra walking up to the conference table. “I couldn’t help but overhear the matter at hand.”

“O-oh, this is Zed, princess,” Cadance quickly spoke out. “He is my-”

“Your partner, I am well aware,” Celestia spoke with a nod. “I’ve studied your file in detail. He is an excellent note-taker,” Zed took a seat next to Cadance. “And it’s seems only fair we have some outside perspective from a zebra. Seeing as this change will affect your people just as much as ours.”

“I think it is the best course of action, without a doubt,” Zed said swiftly, putting a comforting hand on Cadance’s bare backside as if to calm her. “Reasons aside, it is obvious to me and my people that Equestria simply is not safe anymore. This illness afflicting your stallions… it is strange. Simply, unnerving to our best minds. But, even if we could all live here, forever, with you girls, we simply could not guarantee your wellbeing from it or from all of the other dangers inhabiting this land. Migrating your entire female population to our land is the safest course of action. We would all sleep better knowing your fates lay solely in our hands.”

“Forgive me, Zed… dear,” Cadance spoke out now. “But I don’t think any of us have even been to this country. It is difficult to picture us living in a land we know so little about.” It was true, zebras kept a pretty tight lip on the secrets of their homeland. It wouldn’t be far from the truth to claim that none of them even know how to sail there without a zebra’s assistance. The reasons they claimed for such silence on the matter were merely their customs, but it added to the exotic mysterious appeal of dating one. “What would our lives even be like over there?”

“Most likely the same noble mission Princess Luna and Twilight are partaking in right now. The elders and others back on the mainland are slightly close-minded and require some convincing of your good nature. Mtumwa, is the term, in our language, for the positions guests from foreign lands hold. It is a position of the highest honor and privilege, of course. These mtumwa are usually taken up, housed, and cared for by male members of Zebrica. The role you girls would all play in our society is to simply… show us the same level of hospitality you have all so kindly shown us here. I don’t wish to bore you with every minute exact detail as of now, just know both sides will be kept happy.”

“I see…” Celestia said with a thoughtful nod. Mtumwa sounded like such an exotic term. She would have to be sure to look up the exact translation later. But, in the moment, the idea of moving seemed more and more favorable by the second. “Cadance?”

The alicorn princess looked up to meet her mentor’s gaze.

“You know I can’t agree to this alone. My sister and Twilight both agreed this was the best course of action before they left. But we all need to sign off on this to put it into action.”

“I…...I…” Cadance stuttered as she considered her words. She already knew what she was going to say… but a part of her couldn’t help but feel sorrow for it.

Manehattan was packed full of mares and fillies from all corners of Equestria. The word had gone out, and swiftly enforced. It was rather hard to believe… For the first time in recorded history, the ponies were all leaving Equestria and moving to Zebrica!

It was declared as only a temporary leave, of course. So many of the pony mares were rather excited about the opportunity. They were taking a trip to the mysterious, exotic, and tropical land of Zebrica! Not just them, but all of their girl friends were coming along as well! Some saw it as an adventure on par with Daring Do, others saw it as a vacation, even some saw it as a learning opportunity.

To mares like Rarity, however, it was a business opportunity! A perfect chance to learn of inspiring foreign designs and expand her market to a whole new nation!

“Heh, looks like we’re almost at the front of the line,” Spike groaned happily, having been carrying a large, hefty, and stylish bag of Rarity’s belongings. With Twilight already shipped over, having been in such a hurry to go she even forgot to pack her new clothes for some reason. It was unlike her, however, this meant he had plenty more time to spend with his all-time favorite crush, Rarity! Seeing how he was a dragon, the strange illness afflicting all of the pony stallions seemed to have no effect on him. He was as spring as a filly! And, it was not lost on him that the stars were aligned to finally bring him and the fashionista together! He was literally the last man in Equestria. Well… not quite literally. Sure, he suspected they were hauling the sick stallions far out of Equestria's borders, but there were still a bunch of zebras roaming around. But he was still the last of the original male Ponyville population! Thankfully, Rarity didn’t seem as interested in the zebras as all of his other female friends did. Rainbow Dash, along with all the other remaining female Wonderbolts, put a pause on their flying careers, having found it rather difficult to maneuver with their newly formed bodies and expanded chests their zebra partners had helped them acquire. Fluttershy and her striped partner never seemed to leave her cottage. With Big Mac gone, Applejack had actually sold ownership of entire apple farm, donated the profits to the zebra charities. And Pinkie Pie was just Pinkie Pie. She was having the same amount of sex as always, just with bunch of zebras. Not Rarity though, which was perfect! The beautiful unicorn was more than happy to accept his help on their voyage. A long secluded trip on a boat… it was just what he needed to wear down her defenses and finally get her in bed with him!

The dragon quivered excitedly as he stared at his love. The fashionista tossed her hair, easy given that her body was devoid of carrying any luggage whatsoever. Sweetie Belle was beside her as well, lugging at least three times what her older sister was pulling. Unfortunately for Spike, his crush was probably the last pony in Equestria to go without clothing for long. The day all of Rarity’s clothing had been thrown out by the zebras, she had already sew together a new outfit for herself faster than it took for the dragon to learn what was happening and sprint over to her house at mach five. Spike didn’t even manage to steal a single second of the white pony in blissful, wonderful nudity… or her sister too, for that matter. Hopefully, this trip on a boat would change all of that...

Thankful, her younger sister and Spike had not gotten lost in the massive bustling crowd. It was a frantic scene, as everypony was in a rush to be processed and set on one of the many boats. Doubtless wanting to be one of the first groups to set foot in Zebrica.

The trio had been waiting in line for their turn, to their favor, the wait looked much shorter than the other. The zebras having split the mob of mares into two groups. Girls on the zebra program on one side and girls not on it in the other. A quick head count revealed more of the waiting mares were on the program than not. Admittedly though, the other side's line was moving far faster.

It was true, Twilight had urged them all to participate in it but Rarity knew she had her career to look out for! Serving as a model, mostly for her own outfits, and a designer… It went without saying a round expanded belly and a foal to take care of would hurt her in that regard. Her friends understood her decision, but it was still hard on her. That was all in the past though. Back in the present, Rarity, Sweetie Belle, and Spike all exchanged excited glances as their wait came to an end. They had reached the end of the non-programmed mares line. A female zebra attendant stared questionable at the dragon.

“Who is this?”

“That, my good mare, is my trusty assistant, Spike,” Rarity beamed. “He, along with my sister, are here on schedule, ready to board, post haste!”

The zebra still look slightly confused. Their records had indicted some donkeys, and even a few griffons living in Equestria, but not dragons. Especially not a male one. She frantically waved over her supervisor while flashing the trio an awkward smile. A male striped zebra walked over, as the mare explained the situation to him.

He stared at Spike for a moment then seemed to avert his gaze in thought. After exchanging several more whispers with the mare he approached the trio and smiled.

“Please, come with me, sir,” He said. “And leave the bag with your friend, if you would.”

“Ummmm… ok,” Spike muttered, dropping Rarity’s bag.

“Is something wrong?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“No, no, nothing’s wrong,” The stallion reassured. “We just aren’t prepared to… handle a dragon passenger like your friend here. He and I just need to have a quick discussion on the arrangements in private. If you would follow me, sir.”

“Uhhh, okay,” Spike shrugged as he was led away by the zebra. As he was leaving the two sisters could faintly hear him saying, “B-but, it’s really important I get on the same boat as my friends, alright?” Oddly enough, they weren’t headed in the direction as the rest of the mares, but rather far out of the eye sight of the crowd.

*Ahem* The zebra mare brought the two sister’s focus back onto her. “Good. Now that that matter is resolved. If you two would please follow me, we can proceed with your processing. I'm sure your friend will catch up with you after you board.”

“Uggg,” Rarity groaned as she stared at her heavy bag Spike had left behind. She sighed, knowing what she had to do now... “Sweetie Belle! Be a dear and carry the bag Spikey left behind, would you?”

“S-s-sure!” Sweetie groaned, turning around with no small effort as she trudged back to pick up her forth heavy pack. Quite easily her entire body weight in luggage.

Rarity smiled as she and her sister were then escorted by the zebra mare. Who wasted no time leading the two sisters into a secluded processing room. One of many situated around the harbor’s dock that had been taking mares all morning.

“Right this way,” the zebra mare beckoned, holding open the door as the two women walked inside. The room was devoid of any other pony mares, but a good number of smiling zebra mares respectfully stood at the ready. Inside the room, there were a few tables, chairs, counters, various tools, and for some reason, a good number of long wooden crates. Many of which were stacked on top of each one. But, what was almost more readily apparent was a large tiled area with several shower nozzles.

As soon as the door to the room was closed, it locked. Sweetie was more than happy to drop her share of bags onto the ground. All of them landing with a monsterous thud, causing Rarity to jump slightly.

“Names?” A beautiful striped zebra mare asked, who looked little older than Rarity herself.

“Oh? I’m Rarity, and this is my younger sister Sweetie Belle,” Rarity answered matter-of-factly.

“Hi!” Sweetie Belle smiled.

“My name is, Zabella. My associates and I will be processing you for your journey. This should not but only take a few minutes.” With a snap of her fingers, the two unicorn sisters were swarmed by several zebra mares.

“H-hey! What is going on?” Rarity panicked as she and her sister were surrounded.

“Please, relax and hold still. This will take but a moment,” one calmly responded. Rarity and Sweetie could only exchange confused glances as their arms were grabbed and held up in the air. Each zebra pulled a pair of scissors out as they went to work.

Snip snip snip. Rarity’s eyes bulged as she realized what the mares were doing! They were cutting her clothes off! All of them! Her thin cloth garments fell in pieces to the zebras’ precise cuts.

“Even if they are newly made, your clothes still carry a possible infection risk. I’m afraid we must try and minimize the foreign pathogens our land is exposed to,” The zebra explained. Four more cuts, and the two sister’s bras fell from their bodies. Their white-colored breasts bouncing in unison as they were revealed. Four more cuts, and the sisters found their panties in a similar state. Even their socks and shoes weren’t spared. All of it was tugged off their bodies until the two of them stood completely nude without a shred to cover their shame. The corners of Rarity’s eyes were treated with an unexpected reminder of what a grown filly Sweetie Belle had developed into. Sweetie Belle, on the other hand, received a stark reminder why she felt so jealous of her older sister all the time.

“C-couldn’t you have warned us you were going to do that?” Sweetie squeaked, her face more red than white as she found she was even unable to cover her privates with her hands as they were still being held. Her sizable tits and bare exposed pussy were on display for all eyes in the room! Thank Celestia that Spike wasn’t here. Both for her sake and the fact that the dragon would probably have had a heart attack to finally be able to see her older sister devoid of her clothes!

“My apologies,” Zabella said with a bow. “We are just trying to move as quickly as possible. There are many of you girls to process today.”

Rarity huffed, holding her nose up high as they were both released. “Hmph. Well, I trust we will be receiving a new clean set of clothes then? Surely you can’t expect that I will not be arriving in Zebrica and conducting business in my birthday suit!”

“Of course. All in a matter of time,” the zebra mare said with a smile. “But first,” she added, gesturing over to the shower stalls. “I’m afraid we must ask that you thoroughly clean yourself before your journey. You may use the facilities here for privacy.”

The two now naked mares seemed more than happy to put their anger aside and comply. Scampering over to the tiled area, eager to hide themselves from the mares’ prying eyes behind the large curtain. Sweetie seemed a bit more embarrassed than her sister, blushing heavily as she turned on the water. Rarity, on the other hand, seemed more upset. Already thinking up the select words she would deliver to these mares’ supervisor.

As the water began to pour over them the two ponies got busy tending to their bodies. Careful to respectfully avoid staring at each other’s bare form.

In the meantime, however, the zebras were busy with their own work. Silently opening and rummaging through the good deal of luggage the two sisters had brought with them. They shifted through every single item with careful inspection. Finding a few toys of naughty note, as expected, but those did not concern them now.

Rarity’s coin purse was soon found, along with Sweetie Belle’s. Each one containing a large number of golden bits. The actual amount they had brought was quite staggering, likely a good portion of the mare’s fashion business loaded into those giant bags. Which made sense, given the circumstances of their trip, and that they were advised to heavily invest in Zebrica businesses during their stay. A few extra bags of note were found as well. Rarity’s collection of priceless gems, along with the mare’s custom-made jewelry. Both of which she had saved up over the years and were worth a small fortune themselves. Once the zebras were certain everything of value was found, they nodded to each other. Walking them over and placing the treasure inside a large chest. The loot jingled out loud as it piled atop a rather sizable collection from other ponies who had brought their life savings and other valuables. The two sisters’ currency clattered atop of a collection of worn diamond encrusted wedding rings and heirloom jewelry. The last bit of space needed to consider the chest full was taken. With that, it was closed and locked with a key before being taken outside and hauled up to one of the ships preparing to leave. As for the rest of the sisters’ luggage, it was zipped back up, dragged outside, and thrown into the dumpster. Far out of any pony’s line of sight.

It wasn’t long after the two sisters exited the showers. Fresh, clean, and renewed. The zebras wasted no time tending to their bodies with towels. Wiping dry their bodies with care, making sure not to actually hand a mare a towel to keep herself.

“Um, pardon me, Ms. Zabella. But, where did our bags go?” Rarity ask, staring at the empty spot her luggage occupied mere minutes ago.

“We have seen to them already while you were in the showers. They will be there when you arrive.”

“Oh… well, good! Thank you,” Rarity smiled. Perhaps the service here wasn’t as bad as she thought!

The mares tending to the sisters’ naked now dry bodies retreated with their towels. Only to promptly return with what looked like measuring tapes.

“W-what are you doing now?” Sweetie asked, having a feeling they wouldn’t tell her unless she specifically asked.

“Standard procedure,” Zabella answered. “We like to know exactly who is entering our land. And… what they look like. For security reasons, of course. I’m sure you understand.” The mares whipped around them again. Bringing the measuring tape to her thighs, hips, and breasts. In fact, they both seemed to spend a good amount of time on their breasts… “You girls seem nervous.”

“Well… I suppose we are,” Rarity commented, squirming as the cold measuring tape brushed against her sensitive nipples, which were already hard on the count of the cold shower they had both just taken. Though she knew it was not her place to question the practices and customs of another nation. She didn’t want to be disrespectful after all!

“Here, drink these,” The zebra mare offered, holding out to two vials of elixirs to the two ponies. “They will help calm your nerves and prevent sea sickness for your coming journey.”

“Oh thank goodness. I was worried about that.” Rarity and Sweetie both took the offered elixirs, exchanging one last glance at each other before going bottoms up.

The zebra mare waited and watched as the sisters’ throat muscles work, smiling to herself as she took back the empty glass.

“One last things, girls. The trip to our land is a lengthy one. We find it best if all passengers are asleep during the trip.”

As the zebras surrounding them retreated to scribble down their notes, Rarity and Sweetie Belle were quickly overtaken by a faint sensation of drowsiness. Their eyelids starting to get heavy.

“Smile!” They heard one say. Without thinking, they both focused and put on their best faces as a flash enveloped their bodies. A soft whirling of a polaroid camera worked as it spit out the processing image of the two sisters’ full frontal nudity. Neither of the mares knew what was going on now, but both of them felt far too sleepy to bother asking as several more pictures were taken of their profile, backside, and a close up of their breasts. They merely hoped the zebras were finished soon.

“There! That should be everything! You girls are ready to board for your trip!” The zebra said in a congratulatory tone. The two naked, sleepy sisters only smiled in a dreezy response. Hoping the walk to their boats wasn’t far.

“T-thank you…” Rarity yawned as the potion worked its magic throughout her slender body. “W-would you be so kind as to show where my sister and I will be boarding?”

“Why, right here, my dear,” The zebra mare smiled. There was no door next to where she stood, rather, a large wooden crate. The same as the many others in the back of the room... Each one long and wide enough to hold something as big as, maybe, an entire pony…

Sweetie and Rarity let out another tired yawn as they were gently escorted over. The lid to the wooden crate, punctured with several air holes, was opened. Inside, there appeared to be a thick layer of hay on the bottom with a plain white pillow on one side. The entire setup looks rather… enticing to the sleep-deprived Rarity who stared at the comfy looking makeshift bed with heavy eyes.

Another crate lid was opened up as Sweetie was slowly lead over to it. Rarity watched as her sleepy younger sister was picked up, by the surprisingly strong zebra. Sleepy Belle adorably snuggled into the mare’s chest for a moment as the zebra knelt down low and gently lowered the filly into the wooden crate. Her head came to a rest on the pillow, the mare patted her lovingly on the head several times, and she was out like a light not a moment later. Before putting the lid atop of her younger sister’s crate, the zebra pulled out a strange object and fastened it to Sweetie’s head. Whatever was happening, it seemed perfectly normal to the sleep deprived fashionista.

“Theeeerrreee we go… there’s a good pony,” Zabella cooed as Rarity slowly lowered herself into the wooden crate. She stumbled slightly, causing her massive mare mammaries to jiggle and bounce on her chest, only to be given aid getting inside by the kind zebra helpers. It was a rather unusual bed, but given the circumstances she faced, it was more than sufficient. The padding felt like a million fluffy pillows on her tired bones. She could almost hear Luna beckoning her towards her sweet embrace, even though the alicorn herself was already in Zebrica. “Go to sleep now, dear. And when you wake up, you’ll be safe in Zebrica! Then our fun can begin…”

Rarity’s eyes slowly craned shut as she watched a group of smiling zebras eyeing her naked body from above. She yawned happily as she positioned her hands folded over her stomach and she settled in for a long long beautyrest. Zabella waited a few moments longer after the unicorn’s eyes finally closed shut, just to be sure she was out. Then, she pulled a tiny black ring out from her pocket, before lowering it down to the base of Rarity’s horn where it securely locked itself tight into position. The metal being composed of a specific substance to cut off any and all magic usage from even the most powerful of unicorns. Had either of these mares been pegasus at this point, their wings would have been harmlessly clipped to prevent all flying. All in the purpose of the pony's own safety, of course. Even certain earth pony mares, mainly the ones accustomed to long hours of physical labor, would undergo an extra step where a special salve was applied to certain parts of their bodies. The salve being designed to work over the course of the voyage where it would help atrophy their visible muscles so they regressed back into a smaller, weaker, softer, and more attractive state. It was a regrettable side effect, being left far weaker than a zebra mare, but it was safe to say their days doing manual farm labor were long over.

All things considered, she was just glad these two unicorns were well-behaved. Other, more feisty pony passengers didn’t quite grasp that the zebras were merely trying to help them and resisted the instructions. Fortunately, they had all been easily enough to subdue and disable quietly. Those types of mares would still arrive in Zebrica like the others, only to find they had spent the entire trip sleeping in a restrictive suit of rope that held their hands and ankles firmly in place.

Zabella gave one last naughty giggle before turning and nodding to her comrades. They worked together to place the rectangular wooden lids atop the crates, shrouding the sleeping naked ponies inside in total darkness.

Outside, the zebra mares continued their work. The lid to the crates were sealed on, ensuring they would not slide off during travel. After that, the front end was stapled with several documents. Containing the mare and filly's body measurements, nude photos, and rating. Rarity was given a perfect five stars, while Sweetie Belle’s documents were awarded four and a half. The last thing that was added was a small price tag, hanging off the end of the crate on a string. The price being an amount in Zebrica currency no pony would understand. Finally, with everything finalized, the zebra group worked as a team. Using their legs and not their backs to lift the pony-containing crates upwards. Stacking them atop the others at the back of the room.

“Tell them we're ready for them to send in the next ones again,” Zabella ordered as the group got ready to tirelessly work again. It was hard yet rewarding work. Besides, it was only a bit longer until they could finally go home!

It wasn’t long before the fashionista and her sister’s crates were moved again. Theirs, along with the hundreds upon hundreds of similar looking wooden crates from other processing rooms were steadily, carefully wheeled onto the ships. Each one attached with the same nude photos and bodily measurements of the ponies inside.

On top of the other, they were stacked as high as they could go in the cargo hold until every possible square inch was occupied with the crates. With the ship full, the zebra captain and his crew were given the go ahead to depart. Pulling up the anchor as they dropped the sails. Course set in route to a Zebrican harbor. It was only shortly afterwards did another empty ship drop anchor in their spot, ready to repeat the process until every single Equestrian mare and filly was en route to their new home.

“So that’s all of them?” A naked pink alicorn asked, standing in the now deserted Manehattan harbor. The city now matching the appearance of all the other pony settlements in Equestria. Completely empty, devoid of all pony life. The zebras had thoroughly combed each of them, ensuring all mares and fillies got the memo of the mandatory evacuation to Zebrica. As Zed put it, he confidently assured her that “no pony important was being left behind.”

“Indeed, we’ve officially shipped all of our new Equestrian’s mares to Zebrica. Well… 99.7% of them at least. The last boat before us here will be our vessel, making it an even 100%. Those back home would have settled for nothing less than every single one of you.”

“Hehe. You never fail to impress, Zed,” Cadance smiled, as she took the zebra’s hand, allowing him to lead her up the walkway onto the wooden boat. The crew was just finishing up their final preparations for their impending voyage.

Due to her title, Cadance was not getting the sleep treatment for their voyage. She, along with Princess Celestia would remain awake for the duration of the trip. They would spend their time with their respective pseudo-husbands and the rest of the zebra crew down in the crew’s quarters, tending to their royal duties for the entire cruise. Of course, given the nature of their trip, Cadance or Celestia couldn’t have imagined how much paperwork or of the such would need doing over a lengthy voyage. But Zed reassured her that he would personally fill them both in on their duties once they departed, so it was of little matter to Cadance’s patient mind.

The method of which the zebras used to transport her subjects was rather… unorthodox, but she had to admit it was efficient as well. Taking a peek inside the cargo hold Cadance caught a glimpse of a dozen or so undressed zebras, having a bit of fun themselves. A good number of crate lids had been popped off, the mares inside momentarily removed as their naked bodies laid sprawled out across the floor. The rather rowdy zebras seemed to be enjoying themselves as they plunged their cocks inside the mares’ cunts. Seeing as they were sleeping heavily, the ponies gave little reaction to the spears impaling their marehoods, others than a few unconscious moans here and there as their dripping tunnels insensitivity clamped down on their meaty invaders.

They’re even more efficient than I gave them credit for! Cadance thought to herself in pure awe. The zebras aren’t planning on letting the time of this voyage go to waste. They’re still trying to get the ponies knocked up with their husband’s sperm! Amazing what zebra potions can do.

A smooth jostle interrupted Cadance’s train of thought as the ship parted from the docks and raised it’s sails. The last of Equestria’s female population, on route to a foreign land.

“I see you’ve already met some of the guys,” Zed grinned as he led quickly the alicorn away from the cargo hold. “I apologize if their methods on your unconscious subjects are a bit… off.”

“No need to apologize,” Cadance replied with a smile as Zed led her to the upper deck. Where their sleeping quarters would be.

“Good… good. I suppose I can understand their actions too. Many of them are simply here as sailors. They have not been blessed with the sight of a pony mare before.”

As they entered the ship’s quarters, the couple caught the sight of a few other zebras getting their first glimpse of what a mare was like… though setting the bar rather high. Princess Celestia stood still, smiling awkwardly as a pack of striped stallions gathered around her naked royal body. They stared with the utmost amazement at her colossal gravity-defying rack. Not to mention her bubbly sunbutt, along with her undoubtedly tight marehood. Their eyes seemed to hold a good amount of bewilderment at the female pony whose very form seemed to exude sex.

“P-please, boys,” Celestia quipped as simply looking did not satisfy the group of zebras with bulgings growing in their pants. Their hands started to come out. Slowly at first, but growing in energy as they noticed the alicorn did not resist their advances. “My breasts are still rather sensitive!” Her bust had been for some time. In fact, ever since Celestia’s treatment with the zebras had started, the sexual appeal of her body had skyrocketed to untold levels.

“Well… I’m glad Celestia is getting some action,” Cadance sighed as she and Zed took a seat at the edge of the room. Watching as cocks started to pop out left and right. All ready to impale and assault the royal ruler of Equestria. Of course they wouldn’t go all out on the helpless mare, at first. They had an entire lengthy voyage ahead of them after all. Not to mention they had been warned specifically on how pony mares were much more weaker and fragile compared to their zebra counterparts. Even though from this point onwards, their alicorn playmates were trapped with them with nowhere to go, they didn’t want to break their minds. “So many years she’s spent alone… I always thought she should find some nice stallion and settle down with him and get married together.”

“Well, to be honest, princess… you should start looking as well,” Zed plainly replied.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Perhaps I should have approached the matter differently, forgive me. But, you see, Equestrian marriages hold no legal standing in my homeland. As far as our rules are considered, you will be single in Zebrica.”

“So, you’re telling me none of the mares will be considered married over there?” Cadance asked.

“That is correct, our rules differ. In fact, I’ve already received word that Princess Luna and Twilight have become engaged with their respective zebra mates. And I strongly suspect our friend, Celestia, here will doing the same.” Cadance gave a quick glance over to the solar princess as Zed addressed her. The white alicorn was now on the floor moaning wildly.

“It feels so amazing! I can’t believe it… ohhhh! YES! Ohhhhh, me, yes!! Hit it deeper in there, deeper, deeper you hung zebra studs… HNNNNN!!”

“I should add… our marriages are much more ‘open’ than the type the pony stallions hold with you,” Zed quickly added. “But, a marriage as such with all the alicorn leaders would show all of my people that ponies are truly ready to be unified with zebras. Together as one.”

Cadance pondered the thought. A zebra marrying the alicorn leaders? Not just as pseudo replacement like before but an official marriage? Doing so would actually make them Princes by their own right. And in Zebrica, they would likely then command more authority to rule the pony subjects than the princesses themselves!

“The only question is… should you choose to go down that path… who in the world would you choose as your husband?” Zed whistled casually as he watched the ongoing gangbang between Celestia and zebra crew members.

Cadance gave a heartwarming smile to her zebra mate as she nuzzled against his arm. She felt ashamed for even doubting the zebra’s possible intentions for even a moment! The past few weeks she had spent with this wonderful zebra had proven to her that he was easily husband material. While that ‘Shining Armor’ pony, or whatever, only seemed to leave a sour thought in her mind.

Perhaps this was a sign that it was finally time to stop it with the whole pseudo husband nonsense. It was time he became her actual husband. She trusted Zed with her life, and now the life of all her subjects as well. And there was no doubt in Cadance’s mind her subjects had a bright future together in the zebra’s hands.