“Thank you, Anon…” Celestia addressed you, “What you had to say about your world, and your willingness to answer our questions was quite informative. And with that, everypony, court is finished for the day. We shall reconvene tomorrow to assess the continued relevancy of the Changeling threat, and determine our actions. With that, I bid you all a good evening.”

The dozens of other ponies that filled the room filed out as you remained standing awkwardly next to the two ornate thrones that made up the focal point of the room. Just as the last of the ponies were filtering out, and you were preparing to step down from the dais, there was a commotion near the entrance that caught your attention. Suddenly, the wave of ponies leaving parted as a familiar face galloped through the door. As she entered, she slammed the wide metal doors of the throne room shut behind her, leaving only the four of you.

“Sister!” Luna screamed, “We have an important matter to discuss!”

“Calm down Luna, the court has already left for today. Whatever your concern, it must wait until tomorrow.”

“Tia! What we’ve discovered, ‘tis not a matter for the court. This is something we must handle directly.”

“What could be so important that-”

“Anon has withheld a secret from us!” Luna revealed, “And we have reason to believe Atlas is involved as well!”

“What?” Atlas panicked.

“Oh shit!” you cringed.

“Anon! Is this true?” Celestia asked, a look of shock decorating her face.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about!” you deny, holding up your hands defensively.

“You would lie in front of a princess?” Luna asked in shock, “Well, no matter. For we have firsthoof proof of the secrets he conceals. This is your last chance to come clean, Anon!”

“It’s true,” you start, hanging your head as Atlas warily watches you, “This entire time I’ve been-”

“That’s right!” Luna interrupted, “This entire time you’ve been a deity of the carnal arts! Sister, look upon what he hath done unto me with only the laying on of his hands!” she finished, turning to face away from the three of you and flagging her tail. Atlas’s eyes shot wide and his head snapped to attention. Celestia cocked her head to the side, a look of confusion spreading across her features.

“That’s uh…” you try, nodding towards the damp, matted fur under Luna’s tail “not my fault?”

“Blasphemy! While we were within my chambers you were able to bring us to orgasm with only the use of your delightful fingers.”

“Anon,” Celestia turned to you, “What my sister is saying… Did you do as she claims?”

“It’s not what it looks like! I had no idea that-” All of the sudden the temperature in the room doubled, and you suddenly found yourself on the ground with the wind knocked from your lungs. On top of you was a glowing white figure with a mane of actual fire.

“You would dare besmirch the crown by fucking my sister?” Celestia snarled. Shit, where did all those pointy teeth come from.

“Sister, no!” Luna exclaimed, tackling her solar counterpart off of you and onto her back, somehow not setting fire to the entire room in the process. “‘Twas our ambition that led Anon to pleasure us.”

“You insolent little shit,” Celestia snapped, quickly rolling to pin Luna underneath her, “That you would deign to lay with such a creature is an insult to all of Equestria!”

“Fuck, this might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” you mutter, trying to get back to your feet, “…in more ways than one.”

Hearing you pipe up seemed to refocus Celestia’s attention. She leapt from the upturned form of her sister and marched up so close to you that you had no choice but to back away for fear that you might spontaneously combust. Even though she didn’t quite come up to your stature, she was still quite intimidating.

“You’re about to wish your fall from the sky was fatal,” she growled, “Because you’re going to spend the rest of eternity wishing you were dead.”

“Princess! Stop!” came, of all ponies, Atlas’s voice. “He did not mate with your sister.”

Suddenly the flames in her mane extinguished and she leaned away from you, giving you a moment to breathe.

“It’s true!” Luna whimpered, having gotten back on all four hooves, “We were affected thusly by only a back massage, dear sister! Imagine the possibilities had he not refused our advances!”

“Refused your advances?” Celestia inquired.

“Yes, sister. It was so disappointing! First he claimed he was unwilling because we are a princess-”

“Uh… You are, though,” you interject.

“And then he denied us for fear of your wrath.”

“As well he should,” Celestia said flatly, staring first at her sister with a scowl, and then at you with, what… vague approval?

“But most hurtful of all, he turned down our advances upon the premise that Atlas would not have approved!”

“He was right.” Atlas nodded, giving you that same look Celestia did.

“It’s not fair!” Luna screamed, “For a thousand years we were exiled to the moon, and now that we return even yet fate conspires against our desires! We are the princess of the night. To be told off the carnal arts like some filly on her first heat - It’s embarrassing!”

“Luna, you can’t just-” Celestia started.

“I can do whatever I please!” Luna yelled back, stamping her hoof. Somehow hearing her use proper first person pronouns seemed to add an even further note of desperation.

“You truly wish to do this, sister?” Celestia asked, concern tempering her voice.

“We wish to be bedded like a real mare! We grow so weary of being treated as window decoration to your throne, sister.”

“Then, Anon, if you wish to proceed, you have my permission.”

“Wait, what?” you ask, your head whipping between Atlas, Luna, and Celestia in confusion, “Surely you’re not okay with this, Atlas.”

“Who am I to deny a princess that which she desires?” Atlas resigned.

“What say you then, Anon? Do you wish to see all that the night has to offer? We’ve been waiting for this moment for over a millennium, are you going to be the stallion to quench our thirst?”

“Fuck it,” you shrug, “Let’s do this.”

“Then let us retire again to our chambers, dear Anon,” Luna offered, beginning to light her horn.

“Not so fast,” Celestia countered, “You shall stay here so that I can ensure that Anon treats you well.”

“Sister!” Luna exclaims, “You wish to watch us be bred? How naughty! You truly must be curious about what you are missing!”

“I have no such desire!” Celestia argued, blushing fiercely.

“Holy fuck! Atlas are you seeing this shit?”

“Yup. I wouldn’t believe it either if I weren’t seeing it with my own two eyes.”

“I’m gonna fuck a princess!” you yell, theatrically ripping your clothes from your body. “Shit… Atlas, take a note. I’m gonna need more pants.”

Luna flinched at your display, her hungry gaze immediately locking on to your stiffening meat. She shivered as your look upon her quickly turned into a predatory stare. You sauntered over to her.

“My teachers always told me to shoot for the moon,” you joked, standing in front of the lusting princess, “But I don’t think they had this in mind.”

All of the sudden a new feeling washed over you. Power, that’s what this was, your power. As you rounded Luna , you reached out and grabbed a tight fistful of her mane, not at all concerned on how you managed to secure a grip upon her ethereal locks. You stepped behind her, realizing you were only a foot away from the shallow steps down from the dais, one of which would put you at the perfect height. With her mane held tight in one hand, and the other grabbing her around the midsection, you pulled her back so her inky black nethers sat exactly where you needed them. With her positioned just so, you took hold of your now all-but-erect member, laying the still unprecedented length of it across Luna’s back.

“Watch this shit, Sunbutt,” you growled, drinking in the look of shocked arousal on the sun princess’s face, “I’m about to make your baby sister my bitch.”

Both Luna and Celestia gasped at your statement, but neither acted to stop you in any way.

“Alright splotches, what say I put a little more white on your ass? Turn that crescent into a full moon,” you tease, grabbing her tail and pulling upwards to straighten her shaky hind legs until she stood at just the right height. She shuddered, and you felt a new wetness splash forth from her. “Jesus fuck Luna, did you just fucking come already? Fuck, I’m gonna make up for those thousand years and then some.”

You reared back and lined up your impossibly hard rod with her winking slit, reveling in the hitch in her breath from even the slightest contact. Finally after waiting just long enough that you were sure she couldn’t take a moment more, you thrust forward smoothly, gently entering her in one persistent motion.

You weren’t prepared for what met you. Her insides molded around you, as if she could consciously control every sensation you were feeling. You groaned as your dick finally sank the last few inches into her.

“You didn’t think you’d have the upper hand against a princess, did you?” Luna teased, looking smugly over her shoulder. Fuck, you weren’t expecting that.

“Last count the score was two-nil in my favor. And I’m only getting started,” you shot right back.

“So are we…” she called, pushing back into you as her marehood tightened like a vice. “You needn’t even move, we’ll take it from here.”

“Oh you’d like that wouldn’t you, fuckin’ moonhorse,” you disagree, pulling back against her tightness, “I’m not going easy on you just cause you’ve got a trick or two up your sleeves.”

She shuddered at the motion, again silenced by the power of your dick. Before she could even compose herself you shoved yourself right back in. Her hindlegs stamped as she instinctively widened her stance.

“Looks like I’ve got a few tricks too,” you chuckle, pulling out once more “And best yet, unlike your pathetic stallions,” you pause again, holding briefly, “It’s gonna take me a while before I paint you white.”

You slam back inside, immediately pulling back and getting into a rhythm. Just like Twilight, and Em before her, after the first few thrusts her eyes went wide.

“I-Impossible!” she squeaked, teetering on the edge of her third orgasm of the day, this one much larger than the last.

“I keep hearing that… Lemme know when you want me to stop doing it anyway.” That was all it took, she froze, stiffening as her pussy convulsed around your invading shaft. She never did come back down from that. After a moment’s hesitation, you just kept going. Her contractions drew stronger, and her breath more ragged, but she remained stiff as a board with only the occasional shudder rocking her entire form. You just kept going, the fervor of your union marked by wet squelches and slaps as your thighs met with her flanks.

Finally, you felt yourself let loose the dam inside of you, your seed rushing forward in unbelievable volume. Within two spurts you had filled her to the brim, and your next several jets all found their way backward, leaking out and intermingling with the constant flow of her marecum. As your orgasm came to an end, you slumped over the dazed form of the princess below you, wrapping both arms around her underside.

“Atlas, what the FUCK?” you screamed, staring at the orange pony as he was somehow hilted deep inside the only other princess in the room. Both he and Celestia looked up at you sheepishly. Damn, you didn’t know he had it in him.

Author's Note

Finally, a break from all that serious shit, and on to the kinda plot everyone likes.

You may be the among the most powerful mares in the land, Luna, but what you face is the horniest man in the universe. You never stood a chance.

...Look at that, even Daybreaker made a brief appearance. She's as hot as they come.