Twilight awoke with a groan as her alarm rung. She promptly silenced the offending sound as she snuggled back into the warmth of her blankets and nuzzled into the shoulders of her volunteer pillow. It was only one pillow last night, as things had been busy lately. Still, as she snuggled close, she sighed in contentment as she felt his breathing against her hoof and the contractions of his ass around her cock.

“Twilight!” There was an explosion of confetti around the royal bedroom.

“Pinkieeeee!” The princess groaned back, burying her face into her pillow’s mane. “It’s too early.”

“Nu uh!” Pinkie’s mastery at arguments was unparalleled. “It’s 7:30 on the dot and you said you wanted to wake up at 7:30 on the dot every morning.”

“Five more minutes,” Twilight whined, pulling tighter against the warmth of her pillow.

“Nnnn,” Mr. Cake whined as well, shifting his hips back and clenching possessively around the cock in his ass, sending a jolt of pleasure through Twilight. He loved being filled and Twilight knew this. She knew it because it made her happy, which meant Mr. Cake, like any other pony in Ponyville, was all too happy to do whatever it took to please her.

“But my pillow feels so good. Don’t you, pillow?”

Her pillow made a sound of agreement.

“See. How can you expect me to deprive my pillow of the pleasure of my cock spreading his ass wide?” She asked, pulling Mr. Cake close against her belly.

“Sorry. No can do,” Pinkie said flatly, not sounding the least bit worried about defying Twilight. “By order of the Princess of Friendship, which is you by the way, Councilor of Laughter Pinkie, which is me, is not to listen to any whining and ensure that the Princess of Friendship, you again, must stick to the schedule every morning, no matter how much she whines like a little bitch.”

Eventually Twilight found the strength to crane her neck up to look at the pink party pony. “Did I really say ‘little bitch’?” At Pinkie’s nod, Twilight groaned again and finally began pulling herself up. After untangling her legs around her pillow, she slowly extracted her cock from its sleeping bag. Her pillow moaned at the loss of fullness, but that only brought a smile to Twilight’s face. It never failed to warm her heart how good her ponies felt about doing whatever it took to please her. Eventually her cock gave a soft *plop* sound as it popped out, leaving her pillow’s anus gaping wide.

Mr. Cake turned to face Twilight, looking like he was ready to beg to be filled again. But one look at his princess’ happy face and he knew such a request would be selfish. Who was he to make such demands of an alicorn goddess? Instead, he bowed and gave her the morning greeting she deserved. “Thank you, princess.”

“You are most welcome,” Twilight beamed back. It was nice to be appreciated. She gave her former pillow a good smack on the rump, encouraging him to vacate her bed, which he did clumsily. She watched him struggle to steady himself as he walked - she had not been gentle - mindful of his still gaping asshole and the bit of cum that leaked out. It was a lovely sight that filled her with satisfaction, but also reminded her of her courtesies. “And tell Mrs. Cake I’m sorry she couldn’t make it, but not to worry. I’ll be sure to drop by and give her next foal a proper blessing later this week.”

“Thank you again, princess.” Mr. Cake bobbed his head in a low bow before finally leaving the room.

Twilight had only just hopped onto the floors of her crystal palace with a soft clop before she felt a gust of air against her belly. Looking down, she smiled as a pink cotton candy tail wagged out from between her forelegs. The pink poofy mane tickled her belly as she imagined the mare licking her lips in anticipation. The cute pink rump wiggled excitedly, causing the a series of jiggles that made Twilight’s mouth water. Her next words caught in her throat as she felt the familiar sensation of Pinkie’s lips wrap around the head of her cock.

“Mmmh!”

“Enjoying ourselves, ngh, are we?” Twilight said through grunts of pleasure as she felt her shaft sink deeper into her pink friend’s throat. Her hips gave an involuntary thrust, driving deeper into the warm, shuddering orifice. Pinkie expertly swirled her tongue around the head before deep throating, sinking all the way until her chin nearly touched Twilight’s testicles. “Y-you know, I was thinking that maybe we should just make this part of your usual duties.”

“What?” Pinkie asked after letting the half-mast cock flop from her mouth. She was still crouching beneath her princess. “You can’t be serious.”

“Why can’t I?” Twilight asked in amusement. Was Pinkie actually defying her? Did she still have that ability? Twilight thought a moment before dismissing the idea as absurd. Surely there must be some other explanation. “You do such a good job as my cock cleaner. It seems only right that we make it official.”

“No way.” Pinkie’s mane shook from side to side, further tickling Twilight. “This is a favor I do for my friend and princess. Making it a job… just makes it seem less sincere, ya know?”

“Fine,” Twilight lamented. It was a bit of relief that Pinkie’s refusal did not stem from defiance, but her own will in interpreting how best to make Twilight happy. Once more Pinkie engulfed Twilight’s alicorn shaft in her maw, pressing forward until Twilight felt the tip pressing into the earth mare’s throat, and then go deeper. She’s gotten really good at this, Twilight thought, reflecting on how only a year ago her friend had struggled just to get half her princess’ meat in her mouth, now she was deepthroating with the best of them. Under Pinkie’s expert care, it wasn’t long before Twilight finished, gasping as she fed her seed to her eager friend.

After she’d finished drinking it all down, Pinkie crawled out from under Twilight and sat down in front of her like a dog begging for a treat. Twilight rewarded her with a proud smile and a gentle scratch behind the ears, earning a tapping hoof from her friend and pet. In turn, Pinkie replied with the customary response. “Thank you, princess.”

***

Twilight walked down the halls of her palace, past the rows of guards in the violet colors of their princess. They were still few in number, as Ponyville was small and had little need for security. Most of them were on loan from her fellow alicorns until the local militia was trained to her satisfaction. Regardless, they did serve their function as decorations to make this feel like a real palace.

“What’s the schedule for today, Spike?” Twilight asked as she heard her assistant scamper up beside her.

The little drake held out a quill and parchment as he walked alongside his mistress. He’d grown taller in the last year, to the point where he was almost at eye level with Rarity, but that still left him a good head shorter than Twilight. Spike had also beefed out in several areas, having lost most of his baby pudge since becoming a father.

“It’s the first of the month, so after breakfast Mayor Mare will be by to give her reports from town hall. And here,” he handed Twilight a note, “is a list of all the issues you wanted to bring up with her about zoning rights and stuff.”

“Thank you, Spike.” Twilight took the note in her magic and read in silence.

“No problem,” Spike beamed proudly. “That shouldn’t take more than an hour. After that you hold court for three hours, and then a three hour break for lunch.” He chuckled.

“What’s so funny?”

“Oh poor you with all your princessly duties. How will you ever find the time to just relax and do what you wanna do?” He teased.

“Oh ha ha,” Twilight mocked. She liked the attention and respect ponies gave her since becoming a princess, but it was still nice to see that some things never changed, especially her number one assistant. “Speaking of doing what you wanna do, how’s the family?”

“They’re great!” Spike cheered. “Rarity just got this idea for a new line of baby clothes that just look so adorable. We’re thinking of turning Barb onto solid foods soon. We’ll start with an apple and see if she can handle a ruby after that.”

“I’m so happy to hear that,” Twilight gushed as she imagined the cute little hybrid in her crib, burbling and cooing as her father and mothers doted on her. “And Sweetie?”

“She and the others are finalizing the paper work to open a new chapter of the Crusaders in Manehatten. I’m so happy for her, but,” Spike lowered his head, his smile fading somewhat.

“But?”

“But she’s worried she might be too busy with that to have time for another foal. We’ve all got our claws and hooves full with Barb as it is.”

“Oh.” Twilight remembered how excited Spike had been when they got the news that Rarity was pregnant. He’d grown a lot since becoming a parent, both physically and emotionally. It hurt to see one of her oldest and loyalist friends so down. “What if you got a nanny?”

“A nanny?”

“Sure,” Twilight beamed. “Just someone to help pick up the slack around the boutique. That way you should all have a bit more free time and Sweetie can have your foal on her next heat. I’d even be able to bless her as much as she wants.”

Spike gave Twilight a wry smile. “And I suppose that offer of blessing goes for the rest of us, too?” He flagged his tail for emphasis, his asshole quivering in anticipation.

“Naturally,” Twilight said proudly. “I’m always willing to make time for my friends.”

“It’s a tempting offer, but I’ll have to talk it over with the girls first.”

“Fair enough.” Twilight nodded as they neared the dining hall. “Anything else to report?”

“Let’s see.” Spike pressed his nose back against the parchment and listed off the day’s obligations. After lunch court would resume, she had various meetings around Ponyville, including a visit to the school house, preparations for the griffon ambassador should be ready for her arrival tomorrow, and then she’d have the rest of the day off.

“Good job, Spike.” The alicorn nuzzled the drake’s chin affectionately and left him with a soft kiss.

They ate breakfast together, as usual, but unfortunately all their other friends had other obligations to meet. Despite his critiques of the chefs, Spike still enjoyed being the one served for a change as the maids brought in their meals. Twilight picked the prettiest of them whose face would serve as her sitting cushion, as had become their little tradition. The princess and drake ate and chatted about their daily affairs as the maid went to work on the alicorn’s pussy, sucking her nub and stimulating her to half-mast by the end of the meal.

***

“Greeting’s Princess Twilight,” Mayor Mare greeted with a bow. “And thank you.”

“You are most welcome.” It never failed to excite Twilight each time someone thanked her. Such had been the custom in ancient times when the alicorns had first come to Equestria, but had since faded from common memory. After learning of such a travesty, Twilight had vowed to bring it back, along with many of the old customs her mentor had believe no longer relevant in the modern age. It was one of the few issues on which Twilight had to disagree. They were alicorns, rulers of the Equestrian Empire and its provinces. The least their subjects owed them was gratitude for caring for them so well.

Mayor Mare concluded the custom of beginning all formal business by first kissing the tip of her princess’ dick, which was still partially hard as she sat in her office. The aged mare quickly listed off last month’s affairs as she piled the papers onto Twilight’s desk. The signature of the princess was needed to finalize all formal documents. Twilight’s hoof gently rubbed along her shaft, ensuring that it lost none of its vigor as she signed away. Thankfully, her dick only grew as she found the monotony of organized paperwork most stimulating. Further, the mayor knew her stuff as there was next to nothing Twilight felt the need to question. Zoning laws seemed in order, there had been no complaints about the conversion to the metric system she’d instituted, and there’d even been a marked drop in property damage, continuing the trend since her ascension. Now that she was in charge, everything was running smoother.

With business concluded, the mayor gave Twilight’s dick a goodbye kiss, this time daringly licking up a dab of her bubbling alicorn pre. Twilight considered chastising the mare for doing so without permission, but figured she’d earned a little treat after doing such a good job.

Next on the agenda was the throne room where court was to be held. This time Twilight selected one of the butlers to serve as her cushion. His nose pressed comfortably between her ass cheeks, his breath tickling her pucker as her balls rested on his chin. She couldn’t help but giggle as his cock sprang from its sheath as he faithfully ate his princess out. She decided to tease him by rubbing her own cock against his, laughing further at how much larger hers was. All the while an audience of ponies looked on in awe as their princess casually played with her lucky toy.

At Spike’s announcement, court began and petitioners came forth one at a time. Each began with the formal greeting of thanking their princess and kissing her penis. Despite the fact that Twilight had arranged for most issues to go to the mayor, such as petty arguments and lesser trade disputes, she was still amazed by how many had been willing to fill out the extra paperwork to come and see her personally. Then again, she was an alicorn. She could hardly blame them for trusting her wisdom over that of some lowly pony.

Among the petitions Twilight was happiest to answer were the requests for blessings, another custom Twilight had resurrected. In days of yore, when the alicorns made their way across their then small kingdom, ponies would flock to them with requests for blessings on their marriages, unborn foals, or anything else they were anxious about. The blessing basically amounted to a request to be fucked by an alicorn. Anus, pussy, or mouth; it did not matter so long as the alicorn’s blessed seed poured into the bodies of their lowly subjects.

At one point the wife of Twilight’s current cushion came forth, middle heavy with foal, and requested such a blessing to ensure their foal would be born happy and healthy. Despite her pregnant belly, she was a petite thing with green fur and a white mane. Twilight didn’t pay much attention to her name as she gently stroked her hoof over the unicorn mare’s horn, causing her to shudder. The alicorn princess gazed deeply into her subject’s eyes, studying her intently.

The spell had been coming along nicely. Dominance, as it was so called, had been the most valuable asset to the alicorns in maintaining order since the defeat of Discord. Since her ascension, Twilight was given access to Dominance, an all-encompassing spell that wrapped across all Equestria like a soothing blanket, ready to be called on by the alicorns whenever they needed it. And since Twilight’s addition to the roster of alicorns, she’d contributed her knowledge and power to the precious spell, causing it to grow in ways that even her fellow alicorns hadn’t predicted. That was part of the reason why she’d been given Ponyville as a distinct province of the empire, to study the improved Dominance and use the town’s ponies as her test subjects.

As Twilight gazed into the mare’s eyes, gone was the haze that had once characterized a charmed pony. The mare was fully lucid and herself. She would obey the command of any alicorn with utmost devotion, but as herself and not a mindless doll. It was why Pinkie was still so hyper or why Spike had kept his snark. These were integral parts of who they were. Dominance only added unconditional love and worship of the alicorns to what already was, without taking anything away. Without question, it was a beautiful sight.

Keeping her hoof on the mare’s head, Twilight gently guided the unicorn forward until its mouth touched her husband’s erection. She parted her lips without question and allowed Twilight to press her head down further and further until her chin was pressed against his testicles. The crowd watched on with expressions of impassiveness, awe, and arousal. The princess was doing it, which automatically made it right. The green mare was thinking as much as she suckled hungrily on her husband’s dick. Twilight groaned as she felt him work all the harder as his tongue probed deeper into her nethers. With the unicorn’s head still in her grip, she bobbed the mare up and down along the stallion’s dick, her own alicorn penis occasionally flopping against her face.

With her free hoof, Twilight began stroking her own shaft while the audience watched with rapt attention. The green mare shook her rump, no doubt aching to be filled, but Twilight didn’t care. It would have been so easy to order Spike or any other stallion to come forth and give her a good rutting, but the unicorn’s pleasure didn’t matter. Right now all that mattered was this mare fellating her husband so that he’d be encouraged to better eat her out. Twilight soon felt her nethers clench and cock twitch, signaling that she was close. With one final push of the mare’s head, she heard her scream as her throat flooded with stallion cum, her pussy squirted all over the stallion’s face, and her dick erupted all over the green mare’s lovely mane.

Twilight leaned back in her throne, allowing her cushion to go free so it wouldn’t drown. Well trained maids ran up and began cleaning her with their tongues, licking her fur, dick, and pussy free of all excess liquids. Her cushion and its wife could clean themselves up on their own time. For the alicorn princess of Ponyville, there was only one thing going through her mind.

This is going to be a good day.

Author's Note

Alas, this story has proven rather tricky to write, which is why it’s taken so long. So far it’s turned out alright, by my standards, but I still feel like more could have been done. The knowledge that this probably won’t be that popular doesn’t exactly help, but for the sake of my fans, I’ll do my best.