Taking the Sun III: Crystal Kin

“See to it.”

It was a harsh command, and Princess Cadance felt a pang of remorse for barking it so sharply to a guard who hadn’t done anything wrong. The young man, kitted out well in his crystal armor, hopped to the task of closing the large double doors that sequestered the royal apartments from the rest of the palace. He had apparently thought the order as harsh as his princess had, for he rushed to obey without querying another guard for assistance, thus putting the onus of securing the sizable portal entirely upon himself. His armor clanked, the sound like deep wind chimes, and paused to regard his mistress just before the end of the job, as if asking what side of the doors he should stand guard upon. Cadance merely eyed him, and the young man recalled the obvious answer as he scampered to the outside.

Within, bathed in the glow of late afternoon from a multitude of high windows, was the royal apartment complex. It was a good deal larger than just the residence of the prince and princess, with many doors on either end of one wide hallway leading to private chambers intended for special guests or honored retainers of the crown. It was well lit on purpose to show off the glow of glittering stone that the Crystal Empire was so well known for, with ample sconces for perching torches at night, and wall-mounted mirrors that caught the light in clever ways. Portraits of rulers from ages past graced the walls, with only one spot barren - that of the king who had ruled just prior to Princess Cadance, locked away in the most heinous memories of the populace.

Cadance banished the reverie and moved down the empty hall on light steps, her gilded slippers clacking out a rhythm on the solid floor. She was dressed in flowing satin robes of state - prismatic on purpose, to make the Lady of the land shine like the empire over which she ruled. The garment bore many marks of office and her tiara topped off the ensemble of the highest authority, but Cadance wanted nothing more than to shed it. It was beautiful, but it was heavy, and the careful moves she had made to secure for herself and her husband an entire afternoon to themselves had been going on for more than a week.

As she walked, Cadance thought on her aunt Celestia’s birthday celebration in Canterlot, now a memory by nearly a month. Both of the ‘gifts’ from her kin had been stowed away the moment the princess retook her station, and Cadance had barely the time to so much as think about them since her return trip. ‘Barely’ being the opportune word, for though she and her significant other had much to do, they weren’t so starved for freedom that a little discussion couldn’t have happened first...and a little preparation.

Cadance placed her hand on her door, then her ear to it. Satisfied that the buzzing noise was still extant, she pushed open the portal that her retainers were under strict orders not to disturb and let herself in.

Therein lay the royal chambers as they may have looked on any other day - clean and pristine, with ornate furniture from all over the empire and fresh flowers on the sitting room table. The room was glowing with light from drawn curtains, just the way Cadance liked it, but the main area was not her goal. Favoring the images of family and the cozy throw pillows with a glance, she passed into the hallway and back towards the bedroom, her ear upon the constant sound that would have been easy for anybody who did not know it was there to miss. The picture of a woman certain of her own absolute authority, she pushed open the final door with no hesitation and left it ajar, grinning as the mingled shadows and light cast her in relief.

“I’m sorry honey,” Cadance oozed, “I know I said I was only going to be an hour, but it took two, didn’t it? Don’t get up, okay?”

“...mmmhh...hhhgnannh...ahh…”

Cadance smiled. There upon the bed lay her husband, the prince of the crystal empire, in all “his” pale glory. He was bereft of but one feature - his rippling musculature, which magic had replaced with all the lavish curves and springy grace of womanhood. The spell had promised a complete, if not temporary, reversal of gender, and thus ‘her’ body appeared exactly how it would have developed had he never been introduced to the Y chromosome. Shining Armor was half a head shorter than her wife, with a subtleness to her body that made her even mousier than her sister, save for the bosom. In that are she was well-endowed indeed, so much so that Cadance suspected Twilight had added just a tiny bit of embellishment when crafting the spell.

Cadance sat on the edge of the bed quite casually, and reached out to help herself to the hard nipple that capped her husband’s right breast. Shining Armor jumped satisfactorily, though she could only go so far, for she was tied spread-eagle on her back to all four bed posts by hempen rope that her wife had chosen on purpose - weak enough for her to break as her original masculine self, but too much for the female she had become.

“Oh my,” Cadance observed. “I really had no idea you would be so...busty, dear. I bet it feels funny, jiggling like that all over the place.”

Shining Armor nodded weakly and moaned again against the gag in her mouth, her eyes rolling to the ceiling whenever the buzzing toy that had command over her pussy gifted her with another unfamiliar, clumsy climax.

“How many have you had now, I wonder? A dozen? More?”

“...nngh...mmmh…”

“It’s not like anything you’ve ever experienced before, cumming over and over again, is it,” Cadance said as she ran her hand down to Shining’s tummy. “How does it feel, Shining Armor?”

Shining grunted deliciously, but for her trouble she received a slap on the chest. She winced, and with her brows turned up, asked with her eyes what she had done.

Cadance lifted a brow. “That’s the reaction I expect, but you’re still not trained properly. We talked about this, there is no Shining Armor right now, is there.”

Shining shook her head. She looked positively pathetic with her long, flowing cerulean locks matted about her face and neck, but Cadance looked past the image and continued on.

“When I told you about my experiences, do you remember what you said? You said you were envious of Princess Celestia, that she has someone in her life to take all the stress of command away. And you do have such a hard job running the military and being a prince at the same time. Don’t you.”

“...uh-huh…”

“You would never let anybody know how stressful things are for you except for me, and wouldn’t you know it? I need to blow off my stress alot too. Strangely enough, I just happen to have the opposite way of showing it--” Cadance laced her fingers together, “isn’t it great how well we mesh?”

Shining Armor whined in a pitch higher than even Cadance could manage and struggled uselessly against bonds that weren’t all that oppressive. Cadance reached out to the toy, and jammed it in a little further.

“All that love juice is making this slip out, and we can’t have that,” she explained. “But there is no Shining Armor right now. Your name is the one I gave you: Gleaming Shield, Twilight’s adorable, but meek little sister. She’s not a prince, and she’s not a guard captain. Of course, she’s not a man either, so she’s no husband.”

Gleaming Shield moaned.

“She’s my pet. My adorable little pet.”

Cadance left her new pet in bondage and swept over to a chair by the window. Making quite a show of it, she slowly stripped off her robes, layer by later, and draped them over the chair until the piece of furniture looked like it was in storage with a tarp over it. She then turned her profile to the window and closed her eyes, gracefully removing a few ties that kept her hair up whilst presenting to her pet all the sultry softness of her naked body, for she had not bothered to dress beneath her garb of office. One by one she dropped colorful ribbons to the floor, and then fluffed out out her candy-coated hair to grace her form all the way down to the small of her back. She turned away, smiling smugly, and glanced at Gleaming over her shoulder.

“Did you peek?”

Gleaming Shield’s eyes went wide. Somehow she managed to blush deeper, and muttered an unintelligible negative into her gag.

Cadance turned again, just to watch the eyes of the obviously lying young lady follow her hips some more. Only one accessory still remained on Cadance’s body - the necklace of onyx and jet, gifted to her by her Canterlot kin. She reached down and brushed her fingers over her thick penis head, jerking her muscles just to make it bounce once.

“That’s right,” she confirmed, “I had it on the entire time. Even in the throne room.”

“Mmhgnh…?”

“If anybody noticed, they wouldn’t dare question a princess, now would they?” Cadance replied. “Clearly their eyes were playing tricks on them. There’s a lot of light in that room, after all.”

Gleaming wilted, and finally nodded her agreement. Her eyes remained on the image of her wife, who seemed to have taken from her something that once made her feel confident in the bedroom. In an unfamiliar body and wracked by two hours of orgasms, Gleaming Shield was left with all the experience of a wedding-night virgin.

Cadance was at the bedside again. She slipped over her pet’s lithe form and straddled Gleaming’s waist, forcing her to go cross-eyed trying to keep the princess’s head in focus as it pointed at her.

“That’s right, you’ve never actually had one of these before, have you?”

“...uh-uh…”

“Because, as I recall you saying, you ‘never really thought about it’ before.” She leaned forward, painting the gag with her pre-seed, for seeing her husband in this form had brought forth quick arousal. “Now things in your head are different though. Now you’re thinking about being filled, not just doing the filling. I know, because that’s how it was for me.”

“....mmh.”

“Are you thinking about it, little Gleaming Shield?”

“...uh-huh.”

“Do you want your mistress’s penis to take you to levels of bliss you could never find with one of your own?”

Gleaming Shield nodded.

Cadance summoned her magic, turning the toy inside her pet down to an agonizing slowness. She waited until she could tell Gleaming was gripping wantonly at it, and without bothering to use her hands, took the gag in the aura of a spell and slipped it away. The moment it fell free Gleaming began to pant deeply. Cadance let her charge get in a few deep breaths, and then reached down to helplessly pinch Gleaming’s nostrils closed.

“Come on…” Cadance cooed as she touched her tip to Gleaming’s lips. “Take a breath and open up for me…”

Without knowing ahead of time that her nose would be inadvertently closed, Gleaming Shield had little air in her - and no recourse but to breathe. She opened wide, and though Cadance mercifully let her nose go, she didn’t hesitate for a moment to slide her girth into her pet’s mouth. She moved with deliberate slowness, allowing Gleaming to get used to the sensation and avoid gagging, until she was just beyond halfway inserted. There she stuck, and ran her fingers through Gleaming’s pleasantly thick, flowing hair.

“That’s about all a newbie like you can handle,” Cadance remarked as she pumped her pet’s mouth once. “Imagine what it’s going to be like when you can swallow me all the way. It will happen eventually, because you’re going to get lots of training in how to be a good girl, and a dutiful private pet. Maybe your big sister can even help us out a little, sometime.”

Gleaming devoured the words as surely as she accepted her new gag, and began to suckle. The movements were as clumsy as Cadance expected them to be, but her pet had some control, and the tight lips that surrounded her were pleasing. The crystal princess reached back to stroke Gleaming’s tummy again.

“We’ve talked about having a little one, but wouldn’t it be better if it were the princess who got her little pet pregnant?”

“...mmmmh…”

“You’d look just adorable with a swollen tummy. Maybe I’ll even share you with the guards sometime so you can really feel like the little whore you are. After I breed you myself, of course.”

“...ooh…”

Cadance began to move, and as she expected, her words encouraged her mate to work harder. Gleaming’s tongue was dancing in random patterns around each vein that invaded her, as the young lady did her best to suppress her gag reflex and beg for more. Gleaming gave her what she wanted, piercing just a little bit more with every thrust, though she kept the rolling of her hips gentle.

“Mmh...you have no idea how hot it is, seeing you taking me like that…” Gleaming whispered, “and how you know, that I know, what this feels like for you…”

Gleaming coughed once, but when Cadance tried to pull away, the pet whined and formed a tight seal around the back of the crystal princess’s flare. The move wasn’t planned, but the vacuum-tightness of the seal was like a live wire throbbing in Cadance’s mind, lighting up everything it touched. Without thinking about it she planted one hand on Gleaming’s head, forced her back into the pillow, and bent further over her, thrusting in and out to the new sensation.

“Nnnh...hahh...y-you lied to me...y-you’ve been getting pointers somewhere…” Cadance shuddered, her neediness piquing, “...j-just don’t forget that with magic, I...c-can go more than once…”

Gleaming prepared herself as best she could for her first ever injection of warm semen, but as Cadance’s peak hit her, she yanked herself out of her lover’s mouth and bathed Gleaming’s face in bursts of sticky wetness, forcing the girl’s eyes closed as she painted her with seed.

“Ahh….ahhh! Y-yes,” Cadance instructed, “...t-turn your cheeks to it...e-each one...g-get it all over your face...o-open up…”

Gleaming did everything she was told, allowing hot ejaculate to seep into her skin on both sides. When she opened her mouth again. Cadance merely poised herself there and unloaded another single blast - just enough to coat her pet’s tongue and give her something to swallow.

Cadance was in bliss. She pushed out her chest and fondled it, arching her back with orgasm, and watched her pet accept her gift over the valley of her own breasts. “...ah...hahh...hahh...g-good girl...s-swallow…”

Gleaming did, but she hadn’t long to experience the curious texture of semen. Overwhelmed by the desire to dominate, Cadance ensorcelled all four ropes at the bedposts and yanked them free with her magic. She then grabbed the smaller girl around the waist, pulled her up to her knees, and roughly took her lips, mashing her into a deep kiss until Gleaming was moaning against it. Satisfied, Cadance dropped the weakened pet and flipped her over, yanking up her rump and leaving Gleaming with her cheek mooshed into the pillow the back of her head had been on moments ago.

Cadance grabbed Gleaming’s rump and held it firm, tossing the toy aside with another burst of a spell. “With this new body of yours, I’m stronger than you now,” she whispered, “I can take you however I want…”

Gleaming’s lips were free, but she emitted only the yips and whines of an animal in heat. Womanly arousal had conquered her, and she pointed her rump up against her lover’s hands, as if trying to will the throbbing penis that was already alighting her to pierce inside with abandon.

Cadance didn’t make her wait. With a rough thrust and no thought for finesse, the crystal princess laid claim to her mate, spreading her walls with an invasion that was greater even than any she had ever received from him in return. They were a couple out of sorts, neither used to being the other, and so their lovemaking was even more innocent than it had been the first time they had been together. They cried out, their calls echoing through the walls of the royal apartments on deaf ears, as Cadance reveled in the claiming and her lover in the sweetness of surrender.

The crystal princess’s hand came down hard on her pet’s backside over and over again, reddening the flesh. Gleaming Shield pushed back against it, accepting the blows with dutiful neediness. Each hard smack pushed her over the edge, until she was lost in a chain of climaxes that were unquantifiable in her mind. Atop her, Princess Cadance rammed herself home with thoughts only for her own release. When she knew the time had come, she grabbed both of Gleaming’s wrists and yanked, pulling the smaller girl up as she slammed her penis home and held it in her pet’s deepest place. An explosion not unlike volcanic eruption burst through Cadance’s mind and down her nerves, until her hot love coated the insides of her fertile partner in burst after powerful burst.

When nature’s demands had finally been satisfied, Cadance tossed Gleaming back onto the bed and flopped atop her, pinning the new girl onto the mattress. They panted, each gasping for air, until the former was again able to form words.

“...mmmh...wh-what do you have to do for the rest of the day…?”

Gleaming’s exhausted voice bore a tinge of mirth, “I thought…th-thought I’d r-review the troops…like this…heh...”

Cadance took a deep whiff of Gleaming’s hair, filling her lungs with her husband’s familiar, and yet strangely new sweet scent. “Someday you will...you’ll do it exactly like this…”

“...yeah…”

“For now though, you’re not going anywhere. Mistress is bigger than you, and you’re stuck here until I feel like moving.” Cadance settled in, nuzzling her lover’s back. “And that’s not going to be for awhile.”

“...y-yes mistress…”

“You’re learning,” Cadance sang coyly. “Good girl.”

The day went on, and the Crystal Empire persisted despite the temporary absence of its ruling family.