Celestia Chooses a Companion

by David Silver

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other
Length: 9376

Celestia feels a special itch. It's not the first time. Most mares would just feel a little friskier, but Celestia knows herself, and she knows the proprieties. A call is put out, for it is time for the princess to select a worthy partner.

Celestia feels a special itch. It's not the first time. Most mares would just feel a little friskier, but Celestia knows herself, and she knows the proprieties. A call is put out, for it is time for the princess to select a worthy partner.

Written for a loyal patron!

Published 2017-08-18 16:40:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-11-03 14:53:11 UTC

1 - Next

Celestia rose in the darkness of morning. The sun wasn't out, how could it be until she made it so? Despite that, she felt something was off. She considered it even as she prepared herself to raise the sun.

As she turned away from a mirror to approach the balcony, she realized what was wrong. Slightly reddened, one part of her body spoke of her condition. She had become fertile. "I'd best handle this." She put it aside for a moment and walked out onto the balcony in her dignified gait. There would be ponies watching, waiting. There always were.

She had no intention of letting them down. She unfurled her wings as her horn glowed the yellow of the sun. She could feel her magic wrap around the great celestial body whose presence defined her. Its heat echoed her own, though its warmth provided for all life, where hers could only manage one at a time, two with luck. She raised her head as the darkness was banished and the sun emerged from its sleep, rejuvenated just as she was. It would bathe her dear little ponies for one more day.

"Raven," she called out softly.

The door to her chambers swung open instantly, as if Raven had been waiting just on the other side, awaiting her summons. "Yes, Princess Celestia? Good morning."

"And good morning to you as well." She dipped her head at her loyal administrative assistant. "I have entered estrus."

"Heat?" She looked mildly surprised. "Do you want me to move things around for you?"

"I do. Have eligible stallions come to court in service of their kingdom, and princess. I will select which one will have the honor of the act there."

Raven's cheeks warmed softly. "O-oh. I confess, I thought you would... resist such things."

Celestia waved a wingtip at Raven. "It's another part of being alive, like breathing. How do you think I've gained so many relations? It only strengthens the kingdom. I don't enter estrus that often, as you are likely aware. I have no intention on letting the opportunity pass."

Raven bowed low before scurrying off to do as she was bid.

Celestia had her breakfast, read the morning paper, drank some tea, and went about her day as it normally went. Being in heat did not make her, or any other mare without a mental condition, into a frothing maniac. It was nature's little nudge to seek a mate. She knew she was doing just that, and had no reason to be on edge. When it was time to enter court, she did so with head held high. Her tail was also higher than normal. Her condition would be no secret.

She saw a great many faces that didn't normally attend court, and she smiled. Raven must have done well. "It is a pleasure to see you all," she called out as she assumed her position above most of the court. "As I hope you are all aware, today is a special day. We will be postponing matters of law to see to a more... personal... affair."

A hoof went up in the front row. It was Prince Blueblood, though duke was his formal title. "Yes, Blueblood?"

He rose up and nodded to the court before facing Celestia. "This is a farce, only one pony here has the pedigree and refinement to perform this task to your pleasure, and you're looking at him."

Celestia raised a brow at him. "And why do you think that?"

He waved a hoof over himself. "Is there any doubt to my lineage?"

She allowed a small smile. "I doubt any here could call it to question, why, if you trace it back far enough, we are related, as is widely known."

Blueblood clopped the wooden railing in front of himself. "Precisely! And we are not so close as to cause issue. Let us dispense with this hearing and do what is right."

Celestia gave a small dismissive wave of a hoof. "I will give it due consideration, but I would like to see who else wishes to place their own motion to proceed. Raven?"

Her loyal unicorn secretary hopped in place. "Yes?"

"I trust you have a list?"

"I do, your majesty." Her horn glowed as she pulled out an ornate scroll that unfurled under her magic. "Shall I begin?"

"Please."

Blueblood sank to his seat with a sour expression as Raven called out the first name, "Sunburst, royal magical advisor to Princess Cadance!"

The bespectacled unicorn rose rapidly and clumsily to his hooves. "P-present, your majesty." He dipped his head low before her.

Celestia returned the gesture, though her head came much lower. "Does the applicant have any royal blood?"

Raven shook her head. "Of common birth, with no ties of blood to any known house."

Celestia quirked a smile. "Good. Sunburst, why do you feel you can accomplish this important task?"

Sunburst adjusted his glasses as his eyes darted across the court. All eyes were on him. "W-well... I know a few spells..."

"A few spells?" She arched a brow at him.

"For the P-pleasure of the mare, assurance of f-foaling, and ease of delivery." He tugged at the collar of his cape with his magic, nervousness on full display. "I... would do everything in my power to make sure you have an... enjoyable experience."

"I appreciate your thoughtfulness." Celestia nodded gently towards him. "If Princess Twilight's reports are to believed, and they are usually accurate, you have prior relation to one Starlight Glimmer, do you not?"

He went red as a lobster. "Y-yes, Your Highness, but we aren't... an item."

"She is a very powerful spellcaster." Celestia raised a hoof. "Were she to become jealous, what might she do?"

Sunburst crossed his hind-legs awkwardly, as if to protect his precious genitals from the imagined fury of his former marefriend. "N-noted..." He sank back down into his seat.

A great shaggy male rose up next without being called. "Yak is tired of waiting! Prince Rutherford is most worthy of all." He waved broadly over the court. "All are weak ponies. You need strong yak! I smash foal into you, strong foal!"

Raven rolled through the scroll. "Prince Rutherford, leader of city of Yakyakistan, established friends of ponies."

Celestia inclined her head towards him. "An honor to host you, Prince. I am afraid I am a pony, just as they are. As gracious as your offer is, I would likely be 'smashed' along with other things in the vicinity."

"Huh, is true. You no yak..." He sat down, but looked accepting of the basic logic put forward.

Raven scrolled back up towards the top of the list. "Troubleshoes, entertainer."

A large pony rose up and gave a mild nod. "Nice to meetcha."

Celestia quirked an ear at him. "You don't look very enthusiastic."

"Oh, I don't reckon I have much chance. Luck isn't my thing."

Blueblood suddenly hopped to his hooves. "Auntie! You can't be seriously considering this! It was bad enough with a common pony that at least had a royal position, but this--" He pointed at Troubleshoes accusingly. "--is the lowest of the low! He's a rodeo clown and once criminal!"

Troubleshoes pointed at his face, then Celestia's. "And ah'm the only one that can look you in the eyes and tell you how pretty you are."

Celestia felt her cheeks warm. "What other... strengths do you claim to possess?"

Troubleshoes turned to the side, allowing his big sheath to come into easy view. "Ah'm big enough in all the right ways, your ladyship."

Celestia licked over her lips. "Add him to the potentials. Next."

Troubleshoes and Blueblood both sank down, the latter far more angrily than the former. Raven called out, "Mister Cake!"

Celestia perked an ear. Would Carrot Cake truly make a bid?

It was not Carrot Cake. A pink pony with an obviously fake moustache rose. "Yis! A pleasure to meet you," said what was clearly Pinkie. "If you choose me, I will do everything right! I know how to throw a party like none other!"

Celestia smiled with a quirk, wondering what Pinkie was up to. "And you feel you are capable of siring a foal?"

She put a hoof on her chest. "I wouldn't stop until I got it right, and I'd keep a smile on your face while we tried."

Celestia squirmed faintly. "I do not mean to... call you into question, but you do not appear to be a stallion."

She gasped so loud her moustache fell off. Pinkie grabbed it before it hit the ground and slapped it back into place. "That can be fixed!"

Celestia waved it away gently. "I appreciate your willingness to adapt, but if I allow it once, the court will overflow next time with mares. My foals will enjoy a lifetime surrounded by magic, allow at least their inception to be simple."

Pinkie sank back into her chair. "If you change your mind...?"

"I will know exactly where to look." Celestia nodded towards Raven. "Next?"

The doors to the courtroom suddenly burst open. The light dimmed and a crackle ran through the air as a powerful presence stepped forward. With a long horn, spread wings, and a devilish grin, a red and black alicorn strode forward.

"Next."

The alicorn paused, blinking. "What?" The guards came and gently nudged him back out of the courtroom without giving him a chance to plead his case.

Raven looked to the next line. "Princess Twilight Sparkle, former element of magic."

Twilight rose to her hooves and bowed low before Celestia.

Celestia tilted her head at her once-student. "I presume you heard what I told 'Mister Cake', yes?"

"Certainly." Twilight didn't look deterred. "Which is why it won't be me, exactly, that will perform the needed duty. With my research into the mirror portals, I feel confident I can extract a male version of myself from the infinite worlds that we exist beside. Such a pony would have the magic required to create a strong alicorn foal and, if they're anything like me, they would toss themselves completely into the task, becoming a loving and doting companion."

Celestia blinked slowly."And you would not be jealous that another version of you became my lover?"

Twilight tilted her head. "Celestia, I love you, as a mentor, peer, and so many other things, but I'm straight. I want you to be happy, and if that means another version of me is doing things to you with your consent, I don't see anything wrong with that."

A muffled cry of dismay came from the audience at Twilight's declaration of orientation. Eyes darted, but whoever had just had their future proposals shot down was not immediately obvious.

Celestia considered that a moment. It wasn't that she had never had such depraved thoughts of Twilight, she had drives, but she had pushed them aside to avoid improprieties and taking advantage of someone under her power. Things had changed. Twilight was her peer, and it would be another Twilight... "Add... her to the maybes."

"As you wish." Raven made a note as Twilight took her seat. Raven's eyes moved forward on the list. "Bulk Biceps, stallion of many talents."

"Yeah!"

"Next."

"Aw..."

Raven cleared her throat as she rolled up the scroll. "One 'Mister Cake'."

Celestia reared up a little. "Didn't we already go over 'him'"

Mister Cake, the real Mister Cake, rose up. "N-no, your highness."

Celestia carefully forced herself to a more neutral expression. "I see. Aren't you... married?"

"W-well, it's not like she--" He didn't get to finish his words. Teeth found his left ear and Misses Cake began dragging him free of the court, ignoring his cries for mercy.

Celestia stood up. "I think I've reviewed enough stallions for the day. Will the two maybes meet me in my waiting room? We have details to discuss." She turned and strode away, the twitches of her tail the only hint that her mind was on things other than the usual clear matters.

Raven rolled up her scroll. "Court is adjourned!"

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2 - Economy-Sized Back Scratcher

Celestia stalked towards her waiting room. The thought of the help that awaited her there made it more difficult to control her body's outward signals of readiness. It just wasn't seemly for a princess to let her nethers flap with more force than a panicked bird, so she kept them still, mostly. The occasional twitch was all the world had to see as she walked with all due composure.

She thought back to the courtroom. She hadn't expected Twilight to just announce her preference so strongly, so... firmly. It was quite shocking to hear. That was, perhaps, one of the reasons Celestia had agreed. "I must speak to her."

Her horn opened the door before her effortlessly, shrouded in the same golden light as her sun. Inside were her two potential companions. Troubleshoes was on his haunches on one of the pillows that were sized for herself or Luna. It fit him well. He raised a hoof and waved it sheepishly. "Good ta see ya, ma'am."

Celestia nodded at him as she closed the door behind herself. "Good to see you too... Troubleshoes, was it? Twilight. We have things to discuss."

Twilight cleared her throat as she thrust a hoof at a wall where her horn made a glowing picture, a diagram. "As you can see, copulation with me, or any number of other mes in this case, will result in a child with far greater magical potential." The graph had a long line with a smiling Twilight face on it. "My competition, the alternative, is an unknown for magical potential, but a quick bit of research shows no great magical abilities run in his family." She lowered her hoof to show the much smaller bar with Troubleshoe's moping face. "Why take chances? I am the sure bet. Breed with me and we'll make a foal that will rock Equestria."

Troubleshoes looked at the floating diagram a moment. "Well..." He licked over his lips, clearly considering his words. "If you pick me, Ah'll... rock you as hard as Miss Sparkle's promising your foal could do." He gave a firm nod, satisfied with his words. "This is about you. You deserve it."

Celestia sank down onto her own cushion, squirming a little at either's offers, for great magic, or pleasure. On one hoof, she did want a foal worthy of the position, on the other, magic was not the only measure of that. "Troubleshoes, tell me about your... strengths." Her wings fidgeted with a mind of their own. In that private room, she could let some of her control go.

He stood up on his cushion. "Well, ah'm strong." He reached forward for the table that rested between them all and easily hefted it up with sheer kinetic grip with his hooves, showing some mastery with that subtle talent of hoof magic. "Ah'm a performer too." He set the table back where it had come from, but the tilt had caused some parts of it to start sliding, and they didn't stop because the table was put down. A collection of cookies fell across Trouble's face with a clatter. He smiled at Celestia, an assortment of those cookies revealed laying across his teeth in a ridiculous display.

Celestia chuckled softly as her magic reached to free the stallion of the mess he had made. "I see..." She wanted both. Normally she would carefully consider the merits of either and make a choice, giving up the other, but that day would not be like the others. "I want both." Her eyes settled on Twilight. "You will assist me."

Twilight looked baffled, ears going askew as her head fell to the left a little. "How will that work, Celestia?"

Celestia pointed between Troubleshoe's hindlegs. "We will not require a clone of yours. I want you to enchant him, where it counts. I want you to enchant him so hard, well, his foals will feel it. When he breeds me, I want your magic to be part of it, and my child will have his strength and your magic." She licked over her lips, warming with the thought of it. "I want you both, and you will deliver it." It came out more forcefully than she had intended, but it was the truth and she didn't feel like blunting her words.

Twilight shivered softly, a little smile spreading on her face. "If you're sure, Princess?"

Celestia had told Twilight plenty of times to not call her a princess, but if it meant things moved forward. "Yes, proceed."

Twilight rose to her hooves, bowed low before Celestia, then turned to the somewhat nervous Troubleshoes. "Our princess has commanded it, and I have no intention of denying it. Will you accept it?" Her horn glowed softly with a promise. "Or will I have to hold you down? For her, I would do just that."

Troubleshoes shook his head quickly. "Now h-hold on! Will this hurt?"

"A little." Twilight stepped towards the larger stallion. "Only at first. Besides, you get to top the Princess Celestia. A little discomfort is a mild price to pay. You will be her consort, and I imagine she will treat you quite kindly. Consider this a mark of ascension, a rite of passage as it were." She spread her wings wide. "Do you think these came without pain? Growth hurts, but I think you will enjoy it in the end, oh so very much."

Celestia watched her former student with a raised brow. Her sudden aggression was interesting, and a little arousing. She had claimed to have no interest in breeding Celestia, but she was starting to doubt that was the entire truth. Twilight, dear Twilight, adored her. She was willing to much for her happiness. Celestia smiled gently. She did not deserve such devotion, but it warmed her heart to have it. Alas, other parts of her were competing with warmth. Rubbing her hind legs together, she looked to Troubleshoes. "Close your eyes and relax. Twilight is a caring pony. If you trust in her and allow her to work, she will do her best to make this a pleasant experience."

Troubleshoes looked between the two. "A-alright... Ah mean... yer both good ponies." He smiled, a nervous one. "'Sides, would be my luck, go ahead." He didn't close his eyes though. They remained focused on Twilight, watching her intently.

Twilight nodded primly and reached out for Troubleshoes. She rest a hoof on his furry testicles, gently rubbing over them. "Average, for your size, but we'll soon address that." Her hoof slid along underneath the orbs and lifted the uneven sack into the air. "Of course, your size is considerable." She weighed those seed factories as her horn began to glow brighter and brighter. "First, I will open the pathway my magic will flow."

"What way is--" His words cut off into a low groan as Twilight's magic grabbed hold of his member. It tingled all along his half-hard pole with the force of her arcane will. She was drawing it towards herself even as it pulsed with new blood, growing firmer and longer by the moment.

She opened her mouth as it drew close and kissed its flat tip, right over the hole that led where she wanted to go. Her tongue slipped free of her snout and delved into that sensitive passage, making Troubleshoes squirm with escalating sensation. Her magic flowed around her tongue, pressing down along the thick tube that his seed should have taken. It was spreading him out from the inside, pressing further and further. It was like Twilight was fucking him in a way no pony should have ever done so before.

The worst part, perhaps, was that it felt great! He put his forehooves on her shoulders, grunting with pleasure. Was this the pain that was promised? He would gladly take it!

Celestia watched the two with half-lid eyes. She was jealous of her former-student, being allowed to play with that enormous slab of equine meat before her. Part of her wanted to swat Twilight aside and take her rightful place, but she had more control than that, yes. Twilight was simply preparing him, for her... It would be all the better once it was done. she just had to have... patience. "I've waited this long," she barely breathed out to herself, calming herself a little.

Twilight's magic delved deeper as her mouth stretched to accept the crown of the mighty tool she held between her hooves carefully. A spurt of pre-fluid began forcing its way up, becoming mixed with her magic as it forced its way up with powerful contractions of Trouble's cock. Twilight closed her eyes as it escaped into her mouth in a powerful spurt of dimly glowing seed, splashing her tongue with the bitter brew of life. She swallowed it down, unwilling to release her grip as she worked.

Her probing will met the first barrier she knew had been coming. She had reached his prostate. With gentle exploration, she felt around the sensitive organ, seeking the next passage that would send her deeper into his masculine tools. Trouble squirmed, grunting out, "That... feels funny..." If that would be the height of discomfort, Twilight would considered the operation a success. She found the exit towards where the lemonade was made first, and skipped over that. She knew where her mouth was, so there was little use for that. The narrow little tube that ran down into his great balls came into her feel. She pressed down into it and knew she had arrived. The power of potential life thrummed around her as seed was already being prepared to spray.

Step 1. She clamped down on the whole thing, shutting down the process. Trouble let out a sudden howl of pain as his seed factories were put on forced pause.

Step 2. She let her influence spread over the entirety of his testicles, filling him through the line she had made through his stallion bits.

Celestia's tongue slipped free just a little as Trouble's balls began to glow softly with Twilight's magic. "Go on... make him full of your magic. Give it all... I want his balls to have your cutie mark."

Troubleshoes blushed, still recovering from that instant of sudden pain. The idea of having Twilight's stars on him in such a private area was a strange idea, but he had committed, and he was a pony of his word. "It'll still be mah foal, right?"

Twilight nodded as well as she could, sinking another inch of Trouble's pulsing member into her soft lips. The glow of her horn intensified with every passing moment. She was on step 3, saturation. She filled his balls with magic, pure magic, with no intent or will, unbridled and free. Much of it would escape, but she kept pushing. What escaped made a glow, but what was absorbed was more important. She could feel it being taken in. His balls were warming with all the energy, but the heat was not harming his virile seed, as they were taking it in as well. She could feel motion, tiny motion, wriggling against her magic as his little swimmers grew more numerous and more active. The very organs that produced them swelled with given power and the whole thing began to grow with every beat of either of their hearts. She lowered her hooves from his dick down to his balls, feeling them grow between them.

She was empowering his fertility and virility in the most direct way possible, and she enjoyed the feeling of power in it. She could feel her own power waning. She was powerful, even more powerful as an alicorn, but her stamina did have limits, and she was pushing as hard as she could to make his balls a new source of magic. She strained and began to snort for air through her nostrils, her mouth still sealed on his member. It was becoming work, true work, but she would not give up.

The discomfort of before was forgotten, wiped clear with the increasing sensations of utter virility. He felt like he could take on all the mares of Equestria, one after the other, without pause. He pulled Twilight closer with his hooves on her shoulders, his hind hooves squirming and fidgeting. He wanted to breed, to mount every mare in sight. He looked up and saw her. Celestia. He saw her with new eyes. There was a female that matched the intense sensation of utter masculinity he was feeling. He would top the sun.

"Just my luck," he practically growled out. With great balls that glowed with fierce purple light, he pushed Twilight back. She pulled free of his shaft with a wet pop, panting for breath. "Wait yer turn." He pointed to a corner. "Ah'll get to ya." The idea of letting a mare, any mare, escape without his attention had become entirely alien. "But first..." He strode towards the snorting Celestia. He could smell she wanted him as bad as he wanted her. Her eyes were glassy with desires she was surrendering to. She would be his, and he was ready.

Author's Note

You thought it was over? Not quite. My patron loved the first one enough to dedicate his future one shots towards this, so this will update 1/month until it's done!

3 - Just His Luck

Celestia rose to her clad hooves, turning with Troubleshoes as he tried to circle her. "You're looking... prepared." Her eyes darted down to where the fierce purple glow of Twilight's magic emanated from his swollen jewels. As she had requested, an imprint of her student's cutie mark was laid across the side, marking it as being part of her.

Troubleshoes leaned in and nipped at the side of Celestia's long neck. "Ah'm ready, but are you?" He snuffled through her fur as he stepped in on her, limiting her movement. "Ah know it..."

Celestia knew this as well. She could feel herself winking, a fact that she kept hidden as best she could. She wanted him and what he had, but she felt the urge to be coy. "You will be my stallion?"

"Forever," he breathed out, nudging against her and trying to slip past her to reach her flowing tail. "Yer mine." His advance was arrested in a golden glow.

She had him firmly in her magic. "Our foal will be ours. You are mine." She turned and kissed his nose. "Eager stallion, you're forgetting your place. Apologize and ask properly."

Troubleshoes was stuck for a moment, baffled by the sudden turn before it came to him. This was Celestia, ruler of Equestria, and he was trying to just hop up on her back like a random mare. He felt a fierce blush coming on, but he still wanted her. He wanted her so badly. "Ah'm mighty sorry." He squirmed in place. His balls felt so full! He wanted to be on top of her, doing what stallions do. "Please, let me be yer stallion. Ah'll stuff ya full of foals, just like ya asked."

Celestia set him down in front of herself. "And why do you want to make foals with me? Why not Twilight?"

On being mentioned, the winded Twilight's ears rose sharply. "W-what?"

Troubleshoes glanced over at Twilight and back at Celestia. "She might be a princess, but she ain't the princess you are." He smiled a little timidly, his bravado tempered with Celestia's show of strength. "Ah know ya want it too. Let's make the next generation."

Celestia's eyes half-lidded as she nodded. "Let's..." She turned slowly, her shapely rump coming into view. "Your performance is being considered. Make your princess pleased."

Troubleshoes licked his lips. Being graded on rutting was not what he had in mind, but he was sure he could do it. He had to! He leaned in and inhaled the spicy aroma of her heat, nuzzling at her flowing tail towards the base. He would not be able to mount her if she kept it in the way. He might become lost in it if she wanted it. That flowing symbol of her intense power was not to be discounted. It was like the sun rising all over again when she brought it up and to the side, revealing her sopping wet lips to his eyes.

The urge to jump on her was overwhelming. He wanted to jump on every mare that stood still long enough. He also wanted to do it right. He ran his large tongue over her lips in a long motion, lapping up her juices all at once and bringing it into his snout. She tasted powerfully, wonderfully. His already hard member twitched painfully as if trying to become all the firmer. His lick made her thick equine lips pout open, spilling fresh fluids as she winked at him in approval. Her soft cry was music to his ears.

"Enough." Her magic nudged at him. "Do what I know you so desperately want to do." What she wanted him to do, just as desperately, but she didn't mention that part.

He reared up, putting his hooves on her back. For Celestia, everything went still a moment. It had been so long since last she felt a stallion on her back, to say nothing of one properly sized to cover her entirely. She spread her hind legs subtly, inviting his presence. Her wings spread out wide, offering extra stability for them both. Her eyes closed and her entire body was tense, waiting for the true start of their play.

Across the room, Twilight watched, licking her lips as Troubleshoes thrust his hips forward, but his shaft slid along Celestia's belly the first time, and poked her in the rump the next. Twilight frowned, her horn glowing as she took hold of that out of control shaft. She could feel it throbbing with masculine energy as she lined it up perfectly with Celestia's entrance.

A wet noise of completion marked Troubleshoes sinking several pleasurable inches into Celestia, with many more still to give her. He pulled her back as he stepped forward, bringing their bodies together with a soft slap of fevered flesh. They were one delirious creature instead of two, and he began to buck and drive into her quivering depths. He could feel her passage grabbing and pulling at him with an almost frightful strength, were it not so intensely pleasurable. He grunted with strain, trying to hold things back. Stallions were made to mount, pump, and explode quickly, but this was too special for that. He wanted to give Celestia all the love she gave Equestria daily.

Celestia drove back against him with a whicker, blushing at the wild noise, but not caring enough to do anything but want more of what Troubleshoes was giving. "Deeper," she breathed out. "Faster."

He wanted both of those things, but felt his control slipping. He rocked against her body, plunging into that heat that seemed to rival the sun she moved each day. His stiff shaft sang to him with pleasure with every motion, both of himself and her undulating passage. His body was screaming to let it seed the mare beneath him, but they had just begun. He wanted more, so much more.

All he could do was push on. He bit into her withers, becoming lost in her flowing mane. He could see nothing, and that was fine. Nothing mattered but the painful perfection of his struggling shaft. It was too much. He felt a spurt escape and tried to hold back, but another came, and the damn broke. He let out a powerful noise of a completed stallion as he thrust his hips as forward as they could go, pushing his shaft into Celestia's core as thick semen burst free in waves of virility and Twilight's magic, painting her insides a glowing purple.

Celestia's body tipped over into orgasm at the feel of being filled. Her insides rippled wildly over his cock, milking it for every drop of seed it had to offer as she groaned and shoved back to complete their connection as firmly as it could be. For a precious moment, they were still, both experiencing a deep sense of fulfillment. But then it was over, and Celestia looked over her shoulder. "You may proceed." That was lovely, but she was up for more, so much more.

Troubleshoes was heaving for breath, having released Celestia from his nip. "Just... give me a moment." He wouldn't let her down. He couldn't! He felt something at his rump and turned to see Twilight was standing beside him with one hoof out on his cutie mark. "Um, ma'am?"

Celestia tilted her head at Twilight. "Is something wrong?" Besides the fact that she wasn't being drilled at that moment.

Twilight's ears went up. "Oh, well, for ideal breeding, he should be given time to replenish his stamina." She clopped her hooves together. "If you're still in need of satisfaction, I can think of a few things we can do until then."

Celestia hiked a brow. This was a change from Twilight's prior attitude. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?"

"I'm suggesting that I, as a loyal subject, should do whatever is in her power to make her princess happy." She gently nudged at Troubleshoes. "Go ahead and take a break, you deserve it."

He pulled back, his half-limp shaft slipping free and hanging in the air, glistening with their shared fluids and glowing a soft purple from the remnants of his enhanced seed. Twilight shook her head at the sight. "We can't allow you to remain like this. For optimal results, you need to be clean." Just as he opened his mouth to object, she took hold of him with her magic, pulling him straight before collecting all the fluid in one long smooth draw that had him shivering with the strange but pleasant sensation of it.

The floating mass of mare and stallion fluids drifted away from his spent shaft, floating just before her snout. "That's much better. You have no use for this, I presume?" She was looking at Celestia pointedly.

Celestia turned to face Twilight. "I'm uncertain what use I could get from... that. You should get rid of it." What was her darling once-student thinking?

"As you command." She opened her mouth and that collection of seminal fluids rushed to fill that void, puffing her cheeks out as she closed her lips around it. With a thunderous swallow, it was gone. "Waste not, want not." She licked over her lips, her tongue sticky with what had just run over it. "Now we have a princess in need of a well-deserved distraction." She stepped around Celestia on light hooves.

Celestia turned with her, confusion winning out over lust. "Twilight, if I may remind, you are also a princess. You are not beholden to me like a kitchen maid."

Twilight nodded at that as if it were obvious. "You have not commanded me, Celestia, but, princess or not, you are still a cherished friend." She put a hoof on her chest. "I have always looked up to you, and always will, and it is obvious that you are in need of assistance."

Celestia sat down on her haunches, a smile spreading on her lips. "While that may be true, helping a friend does have limits that typically end when dealing with being 'hot to trot', as it were. Besides, did you not just proclaim yourself to be a heterosexual mare? What do you plan to do?"

Twilight tilted her head. "I still am... but watching... that..." She licked her lips, her tongue cleaned of the previous mess. "I... I'm willing to experiment a little... if you're willing?"

Celestia's smile deepened. "I want it clear that you do not have to do this, Twilight. We are peers. You should not feel beholden to satisfy this itch, even out of kindness." Inside, she was cheering. A twilight that could-have-been would have been interesting, but the true original? She wanted that! But she also knew she wanted that and she knew it would be incredibly wrong if she pressed for it. She held a position of power over Twilight for so long... "I will be fine, Twilight, I assure."

Twilight shook her head firmly as she trotted up to Celestia, face-to-face. "If I am your peer, then I get to make my own decisions. Celestia, will you... accept that?" She perked an ear. "I mean, I understand if you'd rather someone more... male... or experienced, or both..."

Troubleshoes watched the two have their little dance around the subject. "Um, pardon me, ma'ams, but if she wants to, you know, that, why not let her?" He was not against the idea of watching the two powerful mares play with one another. That sounded kind of... interesting.

Celestia's cheeks warmed at remembering that there still was another in the room, watching them. Still, she still desired Troubleshoe's presence. He would remain. "If you are absolutely certain, then we will proceed." She tipped her head forward just enough to brush her nose against Twilight's. "I will show you how it's done, then you can return the favor. A mare's body is a complex thing." A little smirk touched her lips. "Be sure to pay attention, there may be a quiz on the matter after we're done."

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No matter how godlike a male feels, afterwards there is a little reminder that he is still a mortal.

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4 - A Twinkle in Her Eye

Celestia pat a large cushion softly with a hoof. "Lay down here and roll over for me. It is time to be examined."

Twilight shivered softly. Celestia was speaking in that commanding tone that thrilled her, for good and ill. She felt like a young thing again and scrambled to please her mentor. Being on her back was a little harder with her new wings, but spreading them out gave her a wider base the rest on and made her stable. She looked up at Celestia curiously, tail twitching in little jerks. "I am ready to--"

Celestia set a hoof on Twilight's snout, silencing her. "It is your turn." She could hold being worshipped a moment. She wanted to lavish Twilight. Leaning in, she started at the snout. Her breath washed over Twilight, making the fur dance as she came closer and closer. A soft nip at her once-pupil's throat had Twilight tense, but that faded as she ran her soft tongue over the same place. A gentle nuzzle marked her slow descent towards the main event.

She did not need her snout there to reach there, however. As she groomed and preened at Twilight, her horn glimmered faintly. Her will reached down and tickled over Twilight's unused teats, brushing against the sensitive flesh to stimulate them in slow circular rubbings that had them growing firm and flush with rushing blood. Her precious Twilight had never experienced foaling, so they would not be very large, but they were still an intimate place, where only those very trusted were permitted. Being allowed to rub and fondle them, and to hear the excited breathing it caused, was a heady elixir for Celestia.

Her snout ran across Twilight's ribs, feeling each bone in turn and kissing them. She was not in a hurry. It was a fine time to simply worship the miracle that was her beloved once-student. "Twilight, you are not told often enough, but you are a good pony. Even at your lowest points, you are trying to do well." She kissed just above Twilight's heart. "I have always admired that. Unflinching, you try to face the sun at all times."

Twilight reached out with her hooves, cupping Celestia's face. "Who would not want to face you, Celestia?" She was smiling coyle, squirming under the exploring intimacy of her larger peer. "You have always been my role model, who I try so hard to be like."

Celestia nuzzled gently into the frog of each of Twilight's hooves, burying her face into their palm and kissing each. "You will never be me, nor should you be. You are Twilight Sparkle, and that is a wondrous thing to be." She ran her face down Twilight's left foreleg, kissing her way along. "Loyal and treasured friend, who would help me at a moment's notice." She perked her ears at Twilight. "Why I hear she's even willing to help the princess foal, how generous of a mare to do."

With a soft chuckle, she lowered past Twilight's hooves, only to suddenly freeze. Twilight had not stayed still as asked. Her long horn, indicative of her intense magic, had been caught in the lips of the new princess. Twilight softly suckled at the tip as her hooves held it in place. The horn was not the most sensitive place to gentle attention, but it was such an important place to any unicorn, the idea of someone kissing, or in this case sucking on, it could bring powerful emotions that made it feel sensitive. It was a precious thing, and required trust to enjoy having someone touching it.

Twilight sank herself down on the mighty lance, braving its sharp point deep within her snout as her tongue bathed over it. She pulled gently like a timid child, watching as it made the large form of her mentor squirm. Celestia's horn had a faint taste to it, the barest hint of something sweet that Twilight enjoyed, though she doubted there was any part of Celestia that would displease her.

Celestia drew back, bringing her horn clear of Twilight's suckles. "Mmm, naughty mare. I said it was your turn."

Twilight pointed up at her. "You also said you wanted a peer, not a student, and your horn was too tempting. Nopony else has one quite so... perfect."

A gentle blush warmed Celestia's cheeks. "It is large, but that is not a singular mark of perfection."

"You're too modest." Twilight sat up onto her haunches. "Your horn is a reflection of your inner power, your mastery. It shines with your majesty and grows with that same amazingness." Her own cheeks darkened to match Celestia's. "I was... surprised when mine enjoyed a growth spurt after becoming a princess, but that was... logical, reaching a new level of understanding, even if I barely comprehended it at the time." She stood up, tail wagging like an eager dog. "I love your horn. Not that I don't love the rest of you, because I do!"

Celestia could feel Twilight starting to stammer and silenced her with a sudden kiss. Their lips pressed together and eyes closed. There was no awkwardness in that precious moment, just two mares exchanging empathy and love.

Troubleshoes rose to his hooves. "Pardon, ma'ams? I'm feeling better now." His heavily fortified jewels had replenished themselves, and watching them be ever so lovingly intimate was doing wonders for his libido. He wanted to join them.

Celestia glanced towards him with a new thought forming. "Very well." She spread her hind legs a little in obvious invitation, her voluminous tail sweeping aside. "Come. I will be doing something with Twilight as you work, my precious stud."

Twilight's ears went up and rigid. "You don't have to! Enjoy yourself, really."

"I insist." Celestia kissed her nose, then raised a forehoof, twirling it. "Around."

Twilight turned away from Celestia, blushing fiercely. Troubleshoes came up behind Celestia and leaned in, nuzzling at her weeping lips instead of just mounting her. His tongue was just the right combination of rough and soft that made her tremble with pleasure. She wanted to be mounted, but she would not decline a little attention from the male beforehand. Her rump raised as her forebody lowered a little, presenting herself fully to his questing mouth.

"Dear Twilight, since you like my horn so dearly..." Her alicorn shone with her magic, reconfiguring in shape just faintly. She would not dare do what she intended with the mighty spear she normally had and tapered it to a smooth end. "You will have it, all that you can stand." She kissed the back end of the purple princess and was rewarded with a sudden wink of arousal from those lips. Twilight was ready, she was sure of it.

Troubeshoes tried to peek at what was going on, but seeing past Celestia's heavenly rump while his face was busy tending to her proved an impossible task. He could only listen as they played. He was a little jealous of their clearly intense bond. He dared to hope that, as Celestia's stud, he would earn some small echo of that connection. He captured Celestia's clit as it winked, holding it in his powerful lips and suckling on it ever-so-gently.

Celestia shivered with mounting pleasure. Her new stud was doing well at pleasing her. She lowered her head and drew Twilight back with her magic, pressing the smoothed end of her horn against Twilight's entrance. She teased in a slow circle, rubbing her horn in a tracing of those sensitive lips. "Are you ready?"

Twilight was biting her bottom lip. She hadn't imagined that what Celestia was about to do would ever really happen to her. "Y-yes!" Her cheeks was burning bright at the thought of it. What if Celestia worked some strange forbidden magic and meant to breed her with her horn? What if she got too excited and they hurt her perfect horn? What if somepony walked in?! She was breathing hard as possible calamities played through her overeager anxiety.

Celestia sank several inches in, wetly parting Twilight's slick passage. She could feel the griping length of Twilight's tunnel rippling along her horn and began to seek out the more sensitive portions of those trembling walls. Every squeak and flex of the smaller princess was a victory. With her magic running through the horn powerfully, its sensitivity was higher than normal. She reshaped herself as she plunged, matching her invasive weapon to match the sheath that Twilight provided, to complete her so perfectly that Twilight began to feel like a part of her horn, especially when Celestia slammed fully in and Twilight rest fully on her forehead.

Troubleshoes could stand it no longer. The wet sounds of Twilight being rutted were driving him wild with his own lust. He had to have Celestia. He reared up and hugged her from behind as he stepped in, plunging his aching tool into the hot tightness it was meant to be in. He had a foal to make and he meant to do that. With a powerful thrust, he drove his flat-ended shaft deep into the shapely contours of his princess. She was hot all around him, even warmer than the first time, and he loved it. He loved her. He wanted nothing more than to be her stud, topping her whenever she got that special itch and driving it from her the way only a stallion could.

Celestia was trapped between lovers. When she drove forward, she drew a soft yelp from Twilight, her body trembling in pleasure. When she leaned back, she was speared by Troubleshoe's mighty tool. Each stroke was one of building bliss for her, and she rocked back and forth, trying to maximize both. She felt something coming, a tension that built all through her form. Was it an orgasm? It didn't feel quite right, but it did feel good, and she moved faster, racing for whatever it was that was coming.

She could feel her passage growing tighter even as Twilight's mirrored it. She nudged her horn just a little larger, giving herself a flare at the end just as she felt Troubleshoes swelling within her tight confines, ready to unleash a fresh wave of life into her. She suddenly raised her head and Twilight screamed with alien pleasure as she was lifted clear from the ground, impaled on her and caught. Every little squirm she made drove Celestia's horn-shaft against her sensitive walls.

Troubleshoes gave a deep whicker as he reached his peak. He could feel the tremendous amount of seed bursting forward, forced up through his shaft in powerful twitches of the tool, aided by overwhelming milking ripples of the mare he was in. He began painting her insides with his seed as he trembled and held to her as tightly as he could. In that moment, they were one, and he knew only happiness.

Celestia felt that spreading heat and everything went white as she spilled over the edge only to find that it was not a single one. Her horn glowed brightly enough to be visible through Twilight's belly as she climaxed through it in a uniquely unicorn way. Immense waves of magic rushed free and unfettered through her spire, emanating in all directions into Twilight's flesh while most of it fired up into her womb. Twilight lowered her hooves to her lower belly, her moan becoming more of a strangled gasp as sensations she had never felt before rocked her very core. She was being flooded with Celestia's magic in a way she never had before and it topped any other climax she had ever experienced.

Twilight let out her breath in a ragged sigh as the magic began to ebb. "What... was that?" She asked as she looked over her shoulder to see Celestia with her eyes tight shut. "Celestia?"

Celestia suddenly sank, her legs giving out. Twilight and Troubleshoes crashed into one another as the powerless mare between them collapsed, leaving them in an abrupt pile on the floor.

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5 - Pillow Talk

Twilight was the first to move, carefully drawing herself free from the mighty spire of Celestia's altered horn. She could see the length, drenched with her own fluids, was slowly returning to its lovely point and said a silent thanks for thinking to get off of it before she had its wicked point within her sensitive interior. On wobbling legs, she turned to see Troubleshoes. He was watching her with a little smile. Beneath him, Celestia was making little noises, but seemed to be knocked loopy for the moment.

Twilight circled her mentor as she spoke in a gentle whisper, "All that magic she fired was enough to make any unicorn feel light-headed."

Troubleshoes hugged Celestia gently. "I fired plenty of my own 'magic', and I'm not feeling much sharper right now." He dipped his head towards Twilight. "Ah never thought ah'd be here, with her. Ah mean... even finding a mare my size seemed unlikely enough, but... Will she love me, or will my luck run out as soon as she starts to git bigger?"

Twilight reached his side and raised a hoof to rest on his barrel. "That's up to you, and her. This was... a dramatic introduction, but with the proper learning of another's habits and wants, you can acclimate--"

"Yer talkin' mighty fancy, Princess. Can you bring it down a little?"

Twilight blushed softly. "Sorry." She glanced at her softly breathing mentor. "Learn what she likes, and dislikes. Let her learn about you. By the time it comes to decide, you will both know if you want to be together or not. Be honest, with her, and yourself. You owe it to both of you."

His ears went erect. "If ah make her happy, why wouldn't I stay, whether or not?"

Twilight winced at the idea even as a tremble ran through her form. She could feel Celestia's magic deep in herself, tingling and roiling. There was so much of it, it didn't dissipate immediately. "You are a pony too, and I know Celestia well enough to know she would find out if you were staying just for her, and that would make her sad. Besides, you don't want to lie to royalty, do you?"

He flinched and sat up slowly. "No! No... Of course not... 'sides, ah already know she's a mighty fine mare, kind and gentle. I can't even start to imagine why I wouldn't want to be here."

With a soft groan, Celestia got her forelegs in order, pressing her hooves to the ground and pushing herself partially upright. "That was... a most enjoyable experience." She turned to regard her two companions. "Twilight, Troubleshoes, thank you both." She drew forward, easily popping free of Troubleshoe's already limp shaft, allowing it to fall to the ground before it began withdrawing into its home. "This has been a most... stimulating... experience, and one I will not soon forget."

Twilight struck a sharp salute, or tried. The soft trembles in her body got in the way and she bonked herself on the noggin in the process. "That hit me harder than I thought."

Troubleshoes reached for Twilight and pulled her close in his strong hooves. "We're all a bit dizzy from that, in the best kinda way, ah think."

"Well said." Celestia drew a slow and long breath. "Of course, tomorrow is another day."

Both of the others looked at her with sudden unsure interest.

"It will take some time before we are sure the foal took," reasoned Celestia. "And heats do not fade the instant you succeed. The only reasonable course is to continue breeding until it becomes certain." She waved a jeweled hoof at the two. "I trust you two will not object to this? I understand it's a bit of an inconvenience, but the results will be more than worth it."

Troubleshoes began to blush along his ears. "O-of course, ma'am. Ya have me fer as long as ya want me." He twitched one of those glowing ears at Twilight. "Am I still ready?"

She dipped her head down to peer at his furry jewels. Her symbol was still there, though not as bright as once it was. "It will take renewals, but you appear to be holding up quite well."

Celestia sat down just across from Twilight, trapping her between the princess and Troubleshoes. "To think, if you continue doing that, it may grow permanent. He will be Equestria's most magical stud."

Twilight spun as best she could, half sliding to face Celestia. "That's not an impossibility, depending on how long the treatment continues. With effort, I'm sure we could reverse it when we're done."

Troubleshoes set a hoof on Twilight's shoulder. "It's just mah luck. Ah'm fine with it, especially if I get to be her stud. Now, uh... we have a lot to learn about each other?"

Celestia gave a soft nod. "Too true. Let's compose ourselves, clean away the signs of our... activity, and we can all enjoy a lunch together. We have much to discuss."

They agreed with growing smiles. They would help Celestia, gladly.

Unknown to Twilight as she cleaned the obvious signs of their debauchery, something unknown and new brewed within her lifegiving chamber. Celestia would not be alone in swelling with possibility.

But that would be another story.

Author's Note

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