A stallion walked into the gloryhole chamber, Clopper glancing at him as he sipped his coffee.....LOL it was marecum. What, you thought he'd drink anything else? HA, No. Anyways, the stallions son walked up to him fidgeting. "S-sir?" The colt asked, and Clopper looked down at him, still sipping his tea. Oh yeah, he, despite not having the correct skeletal configuration for it, is leaning against the wall, one leg crossed over the other. His now 30 inch (Molestia's fault, I'll explain later, or in another fic.) dick at attention. In fact, he was using it as an armrest.

"Yes?" Captain Clopper asked, raising a figurative eyebrow. (Why do they always say in fics that 'x does y, an eyebrow raised'? MLPonies don't have eyebrows.)

"Am...Am I adopted?" The colt asked, tears stinging his eyes.

"Yeah, probably." Clopper said dismissively, glancing to the side in boredom, and sipping his marecum once again. "I'm fairly certain you~~'re mom gay~~r dad's doing it for more then the money.....buuuut, since he's here on a regular basis, probably not." A letter landed on his muzzle, and he picked it up with magic, unfurling and reading it. "Ah, I've been invited somewhere by someone. Goodbye, kid." He began to leave, but suddenly turned, staring deep into the colt's eyes. "If your dad starts hurting you more then once, or touches you in ways you don't like or want, come here, and I'll kick his fucking ass. I've had to go through that with only my brother and sisters....I don't want it to happen to anybody." The colt nodded shakily. Clopper left, the door shutting behind him....

He walked into Celestia's chambers to find her rutting Luna furiously, the dark blue mare wearing those sun-themed riding gear. Celestia was holding the reigns in her mouth as she thrusted into Luna, the bone white mare panting heavily. "#Princest." He said, and Celestia jumped three feet into the air. She spun, a massive blush on her face, which vanished when she say him. "So, you invite me here to have hot steamy sex? I'm not complaining, but I was on my shift." Celestia resumed, pumping for 5 seconds and creaming within her sibling, Luna having her own orgasm, cum firing into the bedsheets, Celestia spraying marecum behind her. After they were both done, Captain Clopper used a spell to gather it off the wall 10 meters away, teleporting it home, into that jug. "Can you focus enough to tell me?" He said, a bit of concern in his voice. "Because I, could....y'know...leave?" He pointed a hoof at the door, looking at the upright ~~morning~~ wood slab. He chuckled at the sex joke he could make......he chose to. "Hey, if you wake up at 7AM, that's your Morning Wood." Celestia chuckled weakly, then looked up at him. Luna was still panting, thick, hot spunk leaking out of her pussy. (That felt odd to write.)

"Well...you...see..." Every word was followed by a few breathless pants. ~~It startled her how clothes could walk, and it confused her as to why she labeled them as 'breathless'.~~ "...A...New..." Clopper interrupted her, a hoof on his face, and his tone sounding annoyed.

"Listen. Just....breathe for a couple of minutes, okay?" She nodded......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................"Okay, now, explain." Three minutes had passed, and Celestia finally was able to talk. Luna was cooing while softly rubbing her stomach with a hoof, feeling the warmness within.

"So, a hostile force, known as the Caribou Empire has invaded, and have taken Manehattan. They are using mares as sex slaves and stallions are turned into slavers." Clopper facehooved, his head angled downwards.

"So, while ponies are being broken in both ways, you're fucking your sister." Celestia raised a hoof to reply, but paused, then putting it back down. She failed to notice his shit-eating grin, which could only mean 1 of 4 of his fourth wall breaks every chapter. "I guess you could say you're both.." He slipped a pair of sunglasses on. "Lunatics." Instantly, every sapient being in every reality ever (Including 40K) erupted with a massive 'YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH', even the Sirens, the shout sounding opera-like. Meanwhile, hitmarkers were going off like crazy in Celestia's vision, weird bipedal beings firing sniper rifles multiple times before it suddenly stopped.

Celestia passed out. Some FaZe dude somewhere shed a tear of memelyness. God creamemed.

Later, Celestia woke up, Luna devouring her cock, her eyes rolled upwards and drool/slobber dripping down her erect shaft. Celestia smiled and pushed her head down, causing the mare to whimper submissively. Luna's dicc was waving lazily in the air under her, and Celestia reached down there, stroking the Legendary difficulty sword her sister had. Luna moaned at the touch, her eyelids fluttering closed as she kept sucking.

She loved being her sister's cockslut.

MEANWHILE....

"I get it, you're a virgin dictator. That doesn't mean you should be walking around struttin' yer stuff. Your only like, 3 inches! Applebloom wouldn't even be able to feel that!" He was talking to Dainn, the piece of shit clad in war armor, with his dick lazily hanging out, fully erect.

"How do you know that? Are you a Foalophile?" Clopper leaned forward, casting his cup aside, onto the ground, which shattered. The cup, I mean. It's not a Nokia mug. He looked pissed.

"I'm not my dead dad. I said that to put shit into the right perspective." He smirked. "I bet the reason you're invading is to get rape-laid." Dainn looked hurt. "Also, I'm foiling that." Clopper's horn glowed white, and before Dainn could react, his dick was busted, blood coating his armor. He screeched in absolute ~~unit~~ agony, holding his crotch like he was about to give a presentation in school in 9th grade. He looked over to the other, scared caribou. They didn't know that their leader was a Misogynistic asshole, and thought he was...how do I put it....dick jesus.

Clopper gelded dick jesus.

"Shoo." Clopper said, bored while waving a single hoof at them. The shrieked and ran, getting onto their boats within minutes. Celestia walked up beside him and handed him a cup of.....'coffee'. Clopper took a sip, and spat it out. "I didn't ask for cream!" He said with surprise.

"You didn't ask for coffee." Clopper tilted his head for a second, a 'Fair enough' frown on his face for a second before starting to sip it. Celestia looked around, and then tapped Clopper on his withers. "Yes?" He asked, glancing at her.

"Where are the mares?" Clopper dropped the glass, the Iglass atomizing when it touched the ground. He whipped his head to focus on the ships loading up bound females.

"OH SHIT!!!!" He bolted after them.

Author's Note

Yeah, I did this. Fucking deal with it.

I'll have cover art soon, but I neeeed release!!!! Of this fic, I mean.

Oh yeah, comment please. I'd like to respond to something tonight/tomorrow.

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