Pinkie Pie giggled as the pearl’s golden light surrounded her body. Just like last time, the feeling of being transformed was strangely pleasant, like a massage that changed the shape of her body. Her legs fused together, tapering down to a point, and her tail folded back and formed into a fluttery pink fin. Her cutie mark migrated to a dorsal fin and began to luminesce, glowing like the coral that lined the walls of Princess Skystar’s bedroom.
“Hee hee!” giggled Pinkie, lifting her tail and flexing her fin. “That pearl is so fun! Can it really turn you into anything?”
“Only when Mom lets me use it,” said Skystar. “Which isn’t often, ever since I used it without her permission, back when…” she shrugged. “Well, you were there.”
“Yeah, that was a whole thing,” said Pinkie. “But tell me all about this party you’re planning! Reaching out to other kingdoms, other species… and you want me to help plan it?”
“Yeah, with the Storm King gone we want to do some outreach,” said Skystar.
“Wowie, that’s a huge event!” said Pinkie, clapping her hooves. “So much at stake! So much to lose if things go wrong! I’m so excited!”
“Well, we don’t have to jump right into business,” said Skystar. “It was quite a journey to get here - thank you so much for coming, by the way - and you must be exhausted.” She swam over to her bed and sat down on it, patting the spot beside her with her tailfin.
“Aw, I’m never tired!” said Pinkie, swimming in circles and batting at her tail. “How can you get tired when you’re flying across the globe, talking to airship pilots and helping yourself to their candy and then finding out you just swallowed a huge mouthful of caffeine pills?” She stopped circling, suddenly looking a little woozy. “I think I might be coming down a little bit, though…” She drifted towards the bed and settled down on it next to Skystar.
“You’re cute,” laughed Skystar. “You know, there’s really no one like you in Seaquestria.”
“Well, you can have your own Pinkie!” said Pinkie. “You just need a rock farm run by an emotionally repressed family, and then-”
“That seems like it would take a while,” said Skystar. “But you brought so much light to Seaquestria, just in the short time you were here… I wish we had more of that.”
“Well, you’ve got your own very special light too!” said Pinkie. “This little angly-dangly thing!” She raised a hoof to bat at the luminous organ that protruded from Skystar’s forehead. “What’s this for, anyway?”
“Oh,” Skystar chuckled, suddenly seeming a bit flustered, “That’s actually sort of…” The sound of snoring made her pause. She looked down to see Pinkie Pie lying flat on her bed, having abruptly fallen asleep. Skystar shrugged and lay down beside her, laying one of her fins across Pinkie’s sleeping body.
“Oh my gosh, that went so good!” squealed Princess Skystar, shutting her bedroom door behind her as Pinkie swam through. “You’re a miracle worker, Pinkie! I used to think Seaquestria would be a lonely kingdom forever… but thanks to you, we’re finally opening ourselves up!” She threw her legs around Pinkie, embracing her.
“Aw, I didn’t do all that,” said Pinkie, returning the hug. “That was, like, diplomacy and stuff! I just made the grand hall look nice and made sure there were lots of snacks!”
“Don’t be modest,” said Skystar. She released Pinkie and swam back a bit, looking Pinkie in the eyes. “You’re really special, Pinkie Pie. You’ve done something great for Seaquestria, and there’s so much more you could do… do you think you might consider staying with us a little longer than we planned?”
“I’d love to!” said Pinkie. “But… oh, Twilight needs me, and I’m looking after the Cake twins in a few days, and then I’m planning a visit back home to the rock farm… Golly, I’m a busy mare, aren’t I? But I want to come back soon! Let’s make plans, okay?”
Skystar’s face fell. This wouldn’t do; she’d hoped that Pinkie would be excited to stay as the princess’ guest of honor. Pinkie had gotten the royal treatment all week - and while she’d certainly been grateful, it apparently hadn’t had the effect that Skystar had hoped. Pinkie’s friends and family were all back home… and nothing Skystar could do would make Seaquestria more valuable than those things.
Well, almost nothing. Skystar had hoped not to resort to this, but it had always been her Plan B. “Hey, Pinkie,” she said, “Remember when you asked me about this light on my head?” She shook her head slightly, making the luminous organ waggle a bit. The organ had a scientific name, but Skystar thought of it as her “lure” - a name that hinted at its purpose.
“Oh yeah!” said Pinkie. “The angly-dangly! What is it for? Is it a princess thing? Nobody but you and your mom seem to have one…”
“It’s sort of a princess thing, yeah,” said Skystar. “The light it produces is very special. If you look closer, I can show you exactly how…”
“Ooh, show me, show me!” said Pinkie, swimming forward and putting her eyes only about an inch away from Skystar’s lure. Skystar focused on her lure, guiding her mind into it, and it began to glow brighter.
“Just keep looking,” said Skystar. This was the hard part. Most creatures, seeing the lure’s glow, would get the uncomfortable feeling that the light was penetrating too deeply inside them, touching parts of them that it shouldn’t be able to. If they looked away, they probably wouldn’t be inclined to look back.
But Skystar had Pinkie’s trust. If Pinkie was feeling that discomfort, her trust in Skystar was making her ignore it. And once she stared into the light for long enough, she wouldn’t be able to look away. The light would have her under its control. Under Skystar’s control. Taking advantage of Pinkie’s trust didn’t feel great, but it would just be for this one moment. Just this one time, and she’d have Pinkie to herself. Maybe in time, Skystar would forget she’d done this at all. She could tell herself she’d won Pinkie’s heart in the normal fashion, without any of… this.
At any rate, Pinkie had been staring long enough. Through her lure, Skystar could feel how deeply her light had gotten inside of Pinkie; she could feel it shining inside every inch of Pinkie’s seapony body, from nose to tailfin. Now Skystar could mold Pinkie Pie as she saw fit.
“Pinkie Pie,” said Skystar, “You are in love with me. When I tell you to do something - or merely ask you to do something - you will want to do it, secure in the knowledge that it will make you happier than anything else you could possibly do. Pleasing me will be the most fulfilling thing in your life, and you will pursue it at all times. And…” she paused, putting together the wording of the final portion of her command. “You will still be Pinkie Pie, who loves laughter and fun and brings out the best in those around her. But you will love me above all others.”
Skystar let her lure dim. Pinkie stayed silent for a moment, still lost in the afterimage of the princess’ light, but after a few seconds her eyes refocused and her smile returned. “You know,” she said, “I don’t know if Twilight needs me that bad… and I’ve had such a good time, I know it’ll be fun to stick around!”
“All right!” said Skystar, beaming ear to ear. “Pinkie, you have no idea how happy this-”
Pinkie swam forward and planted a quick kiss on Skystar’s lips. Skystar was stunned, putting her hoof to her lips as she stared blankly at Pinkie. She hadn’t anticipated that a pony so recently put into a trance would be so… forward. Not that it was a bad thing. “Pinkie,” Skystar said, “You kissed me…”
“I sure did!” said Pinkie. “You kinda looked like you wanted me to, so…”
“Yeah, I did,” said Skystar. “How could you tell, though?”
“Oh, a bunch of stuff,” said Pinkie. “I’m pretty good at reading body language, even when the body belongs to a seapony! And the way you were looking at me… the way you’ve been looking at me all week… it makes me think you wanted me to kiss you! And at first I wasn’t sure I should, but now... I just want to do whatever I can to make you happy!”
“Is that so,” said Skystar. “What else do you think would make me happy?”
“Golly,” said Pinkie, “Well, if you really want me to go for it…” She flapped her tailfin, swimming forward at full speed and tackling Skystar onto the bed. She kissed Skystar again, but this kiss was long and deep, filling Skystar’s mouth with warmth as her tongue slipped past the princess’ lips. Skystar marveled at how warm land ponies were - even transformed, Pinkie had much more body heat than a regular seapony.
The two of them rolled on the bed, limbs wrapped around one another, lips locked. Skystar held Pinkie tight, moaning into her mouth, confident that Pinkie would enjoy it every bit as much as she did. Thanks to the power of her lure’s light, Pinkie would stay in her embrace, blissfully happy to be beside her for as long as Skystar wanted it.
And as the embrace went on, Skystar felt something start to shift. There was movement near the base of her tail; a discreet orifice started to yawn open, and a thick organic shaft began to creep out from within it.
Although they were starting to reveal themselves to the world, seaponies were still a secretive race. Few creatures knew anything about their reproductive process - Pinkie Pie certainly didn’t - but Skystar’s anatomy was starting to reveal itself. What emerged from her crotch could have been mistaken for a pony penis - if perhaps a little sleeker - but its purpose wasn’t precisely the same.
“What’s that?” moaned Pinkie Pie, as the slick appendage brushed against her tail. There was surprise in her voice - but she seemed intrigued as well. Skystar had molded Pinkie’s mind so that Pinkie would love everything about her… and that included sudden, unexpectedly growing shafts. Even though Skystar still felt conflicted about what she’d done to Pinkie, she had to admit that it made things less stressful. Revealing this part of herself to a lover, she would normally risk rejection - but now she could be confident that Pinkie Pie would love her no matter what.
“That’s my ovipositor,” said Skystar. “It’s… a bit like a penis.”
“Oh really,” said Pinkie, with mischief in her voice. “Well, it just so happens I like things that are like penises.” She ground her tail up against Skystar’s shaft. “But I’ve never heard of an ovipositor. What’s it do?”
“Uh, it’s…” even with Pinkie’s mind under her control, Skystar was hesitant to actually describe the ovipositor’s function. It was so alien to anything a pony would have seen on land.
Pinkie seemed to sense her trepidation. “Well, never mind what it’s for,” she said. “What I really wanna know is how you have fun with it! Like, does it feel good when I do this?” She ground her hips against the shaft once again, encouraging it to grow to its full extension. “Would it feel good if I put it in my mouth?”
“Mmph, yes,” said Skystar. She released Pinkie from her arms and let herself drift down onto the bed. Pinkie gazed down at her, devouring Skystar’s body with her eyes, admiring each sleek curve and gossamer fin. Skystar had never felt so seen - so admired and so accepted - as in this moment. And as Pinkie brought her face nearer to Skystar’s ovipositor, her breath stirring the water around the sensitive shaft, the princess shuddered in anticipation.
“Ooh, your thingie’s a whole foot long!” said Pinkie, gently pressing her hoof against the tip. “And thick too! I’ve never seen an ovipositor before, or heard of one, but this is for sure the best, sexiest ovipositor in the whole world!”
Skystar laughed. Size wasn’t considered an especially important quality in a seapony’s ovipositor, but it still felt nice to have hers praised. “I’m glad you like it, Pinkie.”
“I love it!” said Pinkie. “I wanna give it a little kiss… no, a big kiss!” She drifted down, mouth open, and took the first few inches into her maw. “Mmm, sho goooood,” she mumbled, licking the shaft’s circumference as she took it deeper.
Skystar let herself relax, her shoulders and neck settling into the soft bed. Her internal conflict - the guilt over using her lure to control Pinkie - was growing calmer. It was such a comfort to know that Pinkie loved her completely, even down to the taste of her shaft. This was so much easier than opening up to a lover who wasn’t under her thrall. She felt her ovipositor twitch and spurt a bit of lubricating fluid onto Pinkie’s tongue - and Pinkie, as Skystar knew she would, reacted as if its taste was honey-sweet.
“Pinkie, you - you’re the first pony to make me feel this way,” Skystar admitted. “I’ve never fallen in love before… never had any real friends… never… never shown my ovipositor to anyone…” She laughed, just as a shudder of pleasure went through her body. “And no one’s ever put it in their mouth before. I’m not sure if that’s something seaponies even do… but it feels really good.”
It was too good, Skystar was starting to realize. There was a building pressure at the base of the shaft, the sensation that something was moving upward. It felt so good that Skystar almost let it happen… but this wasn’t what she wanted. Pinkie’s mouth was good, but it wasn’t what Skystar was after. “Pinkie,” she grunted, “Wait…”
Pinkie stopped, lifting her head from Skystar’s shaft. “What’s wrong?” she said. “It’s my first time with an ovipositor, so go ahead and hit me with the feedback! It’s the only way my technique’s gonna improve!”
“No, that was perfect, actually,” said Skystar. “I was about to… well, I didn’t want to finish in your mouth, is all.”
“Ooh!” squealed Pinkie. “Do I get to put it in my pussy? Do I?”
Skystar laughed, once again put at ease by Pinkie’s eagerness. “Yes,” she said, “I’d like that very much.”
Pinkie was practically bouncing with energy, rising and falling on little flutters of her tailfin. “Oh boy! I can’t wait to feel that big, beautiful ovipositor in my… hang on, do I still have a pussy?” She gently explored her body with the edge of one hoof, and gasped when she hit the mark. “Ohh yeah, there it is.”
“You’ve got one, all right,” said Skystar. “And I am stoked to get inside it.” She flexed her ovipositor, sending a wave of movement through its length. Seeing the sleek shaft wiggle and dance in the water, Pinkie’s eyes went wide with surprise and arousal.
“It does tricks?” marveled Pinkie. “That is so much better than a penis! Can you make it wiggle and wobble inside my Pinkie pussy?”
“I can,” said Skystar. “I can get it deep, and touch you all over… and at the end, there’s going to be a trick I think you’ll really like.”
“Ooh! Can I have it now? Do you want me on top? It looks like it would be tons of fun to ride, but if you want me on the bottom…”
“On top sounds good,” said Skystar. “Ride my shaft, and see how long you can hold on when it bucks.”
Pinkie lowered herself onto Skystar’s shaft, letting the thick organ part her pussy lips as her body slowly descended in the water. Skystar sighed as warmth enveloped her ovipositor’s tip, and the whole shaft quivered with pleasure, flexing inside Pinkie’s marehood. Once again the warmth of Pinkie’s body was a delightful shock to her system, a welcome respite from the water’s cold.
“Ohh, Princess Skystar, you’re big,” groaned Pinkie. “I wish I knew about ovipositors before now… they’re my favorite penis-type thingy, and yours is the best by far… I want you to do everything to me! Everything your ovipositor can do, I want you to do it to me hard!”
“And I want to do it to you,” Skystar moaned, writhing on the bed as Pinkie’s folds embraced more and more of her shaft. She flexed her ovipositor, sending waves of movement through it, making Pinkie Pie’s tail flutter with pleasure. “I’ll do it all to you, Pinkie… I’ll fuck you deep, make you cum, breed you… How does that sound, Pinkie? Do you want to be bred? Do you want to stay with me and bear my seapony foals?”
Skystar knew what the answer would be, of course; Pinkie was devoted completely to her now, and that meant she couldn’t say no to anything. Whatever Skystar desired, whether it was a warm embrace, a deep kiss, or a mother for her foals… Pinkie would provide it joyously. “Yes, Princess,” said Pinkie, “I want your foals, I want to carry them… I want to be big and heavy with your babies, Princess…” She lowered herself all the way down on Skystar’s shaft, taking the full twelve-inch length of the sleek organ. “I want to swim around Seaquestria with a big pink pregnant belly and I want everybody to know that I’m carrying the perfect foals of the beautiful Princess Skystar…”
“And I can’t think of a better mare for the job,” said Skystar. “I want to reward your love… but first I’m going to fuck you deep.” She flexed her ovipositor, making it bulge inside of Pinkie and throb against the walls of her pussy. Pinkie fluttered her fins to propel herself down onto Skystar’s shaft, riding the throbbing organ even as it threatened to overwhelm her senses and throw her off.
“Ah, it’s moving inside me…” groaned Pinkie. “It’s so different… so strong...“
There was a great deal of power in Skystar’s ovipositor; it was made to bend and flex and - although civilized society had no place for such things - to enter a creature by force. And that same strength could be used to discover and attack the sensitive spots in a pony’s pussy. Skystar was flexing against Pinkie’s walls, sliding her shaft against Pinkie’s clit. Pinkie was moaning, her tail flopping as tension built in her core… and then she came, crying out in bliss as her marehood clenched around Skystar’s shaft.
“Skystar,” gasped Pinkie, “Haah… I love you, Skystar… breed me…”
“I will,” said Skystar, still flexing inside Pinkie’s cunt, “But you should know just how I’ll be doing it. My ovipositor is going to put my eggs inside you, pinkie. Lots and lots of eggs. I’m going to fill you with eggs, Pinkie, and they’re going to grow inside you until you bear my foals.”
“Yes,” Pinkie moaned, “I want your eggs, Princess Skystar. Please, give me all your eggies so I can carry your beautiful seapony babies…”
“Good,” said Skystar, “Because I’m about to give them to you, Pinkie… my ovipositor is ready to give you my eggs… I can’t hold them back any longer…”
The pressure that Skystar had felt near the end of Pinkie’s blowjob was returning - but now she didn’t try to resist it. She felt something pushing at the base of her shaft from within - and then her shaft widened as something pushed its way through.
Seapony eggs were roughly the size of chicken eggs, and Skystar’s shaft bulged considerably as her eggs moved through it. They weren’t hard-shelled, but they were sturdy, solid enough that they pushed back against the tight walls of Pinkie’s pussy. One after another, slick eggs slid up the length of her shaft, their passage eased by the lubricating fluid Pinkie had tasted when she had taken the shaft in her mouth.
And for Skystar, the slow crawl of those eggs, sliding up through her shaft, was the best feeling in the world. She’d masturbated before, pushing eggs through her shaft, only to have them slide out the tip and drift out into the water wasted. That felt good - but it was far better to feel her ovipositor pushing back against the constricting walls of a warm pussy. The resistance made the eggs move slower, lengthening and empowering her orgasm. She moaned, writhing on the bed, feeling one egg follow another in a steady stream.
And Skystar wasn’t the only one enjoying it. The bulges traveling up Skystar’s ovipositor pressed against the walls of Pinkie’s pussy, massaging every inch of her, augmenting the girth of her shaft - and Pinkie, who was just coming down from a climax, came once again. Each egg made her pussy gather tension and release it, each release a new orgasm that drew Skystar’s eggs into her.
And there were a lot of eggs. The presence of Pinkie Pie, a fertile, healthy mare who Skystar admired, had stimulated the production of eggs in her body. She’d avoided touching herself all week, letting fresh eggs gather in her body… and now she was releasing all of them. She didn’t count them as they came - the pleasure was too all-consuming - but fifteen eggs passed through her ovipositor and lodged themselves inside of Pinkie. Skystar looked up at Pinkie, watching her belly fill up with eggs, bulging fatter with a growing collection of Skystar’s unborn.
The sight of Pinkie Pie - Skystar’s eternally devoted, beloved mare - bloated with her eggs… it was immensely, viscerally satisfying, and as the final egg passed through her tip and into Pinkie’s body, an orgasmic groan faded into a satisfied sigh. She fell back against the bed, her ovipositor retracting into her body, and Pinkie, her body limp, drifted aimlessly upward on the water.
Princess Skystar swam up to retrieve her lover, wrapping her limbs around Pinkie and bringing her back to the bed. She ran one hoof over Pinkie’s stuffed belly, feeling the numerous bumps that lined its surface. Her precious eggs, inside her precious Pinkie.
“Pinkie Pie,” she whispered, “I’m so happy that you’re staying with me. It’s wonderful to have you as my broodmare.”
“Broodmare,” said Pinkie. “I like it…” Her eyes were sleepy, her smile peaceful. “It feels so good to have your eggs inside me, Skystar. “I’ve never been happier…” She closed her eyes, drifting gently into sleep.
Princess Skystar made her lure glow brighter, and her eggs glowed in sympathy, lighting up Pinkie’s belly from within. Those little eggs would grow inside Pinkie, nurtured by her body… and Pinkie would be so beautiful when she was heavy and swollen with Skystar’s royal eggs.
Fluttershy swam nervously down the hallway. The whole castle seemed a little bit on edge, and it hadn’t been easy to slip away from the seaponies’ “hospitality.” And the pretense of a bathroom break wouldn’t last long; it seemed likely that guards would come looking for her if she took too long. But she had to take the risk; it had been difficult for her and her friends to get into Seaquestria again, and it had been two months since any of them had seen -
“Pinkie!” said Fluttershy, flapping her tailfin and swimming down the hallway toward her friend. “Pinkie, you’re really here! We just knew you were here all along, but they told us you had left. We didn’t know what to do... “ She was about to hug Pinkie, but she stopped when she finally noticed the irregular bulge in her friend’s belly. “Pinkie, are you okay?”
She hadn’t noticed the bulge at first, because she wasn’t as familiar with Pinkie’s appearance when she was a seapony… but the bulge in her belly was massive. It must have accounted for at least a third of her weight, so big heavy that it would have been impossible to carry around if she were forced to walk on her hooves. But here in the water she stayed buoyant, floating happily in the castle’s halls.
“I’m great!” said Pinkie, closing the distance between her and Fluttershy, wrapping her limbs around her friend. “I’m so sorry I haven’t stayed in touch, Fluttershy, but it’s super good to see you!”
“It’s good to see you too,” said Fluttershy, although she didn’t seem certain. “We tried to come earlier, but Twilight said the queen was being… diplomatically difficult. What have you been doing here? ”
“Oh, lots of stuff!” said Pinkie. “The usual stuff, really! Singing, partying, making friends… Seaquestria’s a pretty great place!”
“And… um... your body?” said Fluttershy, breaking the hug and looking down at Pinkie’s bulging tummy.
“Oh, it’s so exciting!” said Pinkie. “I wish I could have told you sooner. I’m eggnant! I’ve got Princess Skystar’s eggs inside me! I’m her royal broodmare!”
“Oh!” said Fluttershy, still uncertain of how she should react. “Well, congratulations! But why didn’t you send a letter or something? And why would Queen Novo not tell us about it? She didn’t seem happy about our visit… Twilight really had to push to get us back into Seaquestria.”
“Gosh, I don’t know,” said Pinkie. “Maybe we should talk to Princess Skystar! She’s great, and I’m sure she’ll know what’s going on!”
Fluttershy frowned. Something about this didn’t seem right… but Fluttershy was too timid to demand an explanation… and besides, Pinkie really did seem like she was happy, and not in danger. She trusted her friend, and if she thought this was for the best, then maybe Fluttershy should hear Pinkie out. “Okay,” she said, and she let Pinkie lead the way back to Princess Skystar’s bedroom.
“Oh!” said Skystar, as Pinkie Pie pushed open the bedroom door. “Your friend Fluttershy! I… I didn’t know she was visiting!”
“Yeah, me neither!” said Pinkie. “I was just heading for the kitchen - you know, pregnancy cravings...“ she patted her belly. “And I ran into Fluttershy!”
“Hello,” said Fluttershy. “We’ve all been worried about Pinkie, but… it seems like maybe she’s okay?” She looked to the side, seemingly uncomfortable to be making requests of a princess. “Can you tell me what’s going on?”
“Uh...” murmured Skystar. This was the problem with mind control - at least, the form of mind control that Skystar had used with Pinkie, which left her personality largely intact. She was still chipper, friendly Pinkie Pie, happy to see her friends and eager to bring ponies together. Still, Fluttershy was a beautiful mare, especially after being transformed into a graceful, winged seapony. And there was no reason a princess should limit herself to one broodmare. Pinkie was gorgeous with her belly swollen, and Fluttershy would be just as lovely if Skystar could fill her up with eggs.
“Yeah, I think I can bring you up to speed,” said Skystar. “It’ll probably be easiest this way, though…” She focused her mind into her lure, intensifying its glow. “Like I did with Pinkie.”
Pinkie picked up on Skystar’s cue and urged Fluttershy forward. “Ooh, yeah!” she said, throwing her leg over Fluttershy’s shoulders. “You’ve got to see this, it’s really cool!”
Once again Fluttershy felt uncertain - but Pinkie Pie was so cheerful, so completely at ease, that her sense of danger was dulled. If she’d noticed the way that Pinkie’s belly was glowing, she might have backed off - but her eyes were pointed forward, already drawn by Skystar’s lure. She swam towards Skystar, already feeling the princess’ light penetrate deep inside her.
