Rearing Scootaloo

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With a sleep deprived groan James reached out to his classic looking physical based alarm clock and hit the button to get it to stop. He felt dead and relieved that the ringing was over. He yawned as he lazily sat up. He checked the time or tried to at least, his room was too dark. Recalling the time set for the alarm, he strongly suspected he only received about two to three hours of sleep, great.

He got out of bed and lazily made his way to his bathroom. He was tempted to check in on Scootaloo just to make sure she was still here. He highly doubted that she was going to run away, not in the condition he put her in. He also didn’t want to accidentally wake her up this ungodly early.

He took a quick shower. It was cold to help himself wake up and encourage himself to make it short. He didn’t want to keep Celestia waiting if she showed up at the door.

After the shower he felt more awake, but not quite, so he went and made himself a coffee. While waiting for the water to boil he cleaned up the living room. He used the living rooms main lights, which thankfully, the bathroom lights had prepared him for.

It was hard not to think about Scootaloo. He needed to talk to her again and see how she was doing after all that. Her situation made him sad. He even found himself considering adopting her. He had the money and decent enough know how. She definitely perked up at the idea.

The thing was, he felt conflicted about the idea. He didn’t feel worthy especially considering Sweetie.

He really liked Sweetie, maybe even loved. She was caring, excitetable, accepting, cute, smart (academically at least,) and overall sweet.

They were both so young. The idea of raising one while being in a relationship with the other while they’re both pretty much the same age just felt off and wrong. He might as well have been raising Sweetie or in a relationship with Scootaloo while he was at it. He just couldn’t bring himself to seriously considering to adopt her.

Heck, even if he did try. He assumes they’d scrutinize his life. He believed they would find out about Sweetie, and that was a risk he was not willing to take. He knows Sweetie would be devastated if they sent him to jail. He didn’t much like the thought of her crying about such a thing.

Blinking his eyes, the empty and drying coffee mug sat on the table as he rubbed his head. He’s been thinking too much lately, he noted. He still felt that burning edge demanding that he get some sleep, but much less so then when he first got up.

The moment he got back into the living room after putting the coffee cup into the sink, there was a knock on the door. He lazily walked to the door and opened, “Heee~y,” he yawned, “Celestia. Glad you could make it,” he said gesturing her and her two gaurds in.

Celestia was his size meaning he didn’t have to look down to talk to her. Her ethereal otherworldly mane and tail ever flowed in some cosmic wind. Her all white fur reminded him of Sweetie and all the things they’ve done. He shook his head, not wanting to go down that road of thought.

He blinked as Celestia made no movement towards the door. He finally noticed the frown Celestia was giving him, “James Copperback I know what you’ve been doing and I’m here to set things right,” she said in a very serious way. She was looking at him disapprovingly.

Any grogginess he had instantly evaporated and was replaced by worry. He backed away from the door, “a-and what would that be?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know! Guards!-” She barked and paused. This was it he was going to jail. He kept backing away from the door, “wait right there,” he paused when she did not say ‘apprehend him’ or ‘subdue him,’ they saluted and turned around, “I have something I must do!” Was she going to arrest him herself? She entered his house and closed the door with her magic, which was followed by the entire wall, door, and windows behind her lighting up in her magic, “now that that’s done,” she said looking around appraisingly, “I see you haven't completely settled in yet.”

“Whu-ahh,” he blinked his eyes, “I mean, what have I been doing?” He asked again.

Celestia giggled into her hoof, “you’ve been foalsiiting apparently. I seem to recall you retired for a reason,” she brought a hoof to her chin, “several reasons in fact.”

He dropped his hands that were raised, “Oh.”

“What did you think I meant?”

“Nothing! Nothing,” he supplied hastily, “just, you know, I don’t know all the laws and whatnot here, it could’ve been anything,” he said with a nervous shrug, “anyways have a seat,” he said gesturing to the couch.

Her eyes lit up, “Oh, can I?” She said excitedly, “I haven’t seen one of these in a while. Apparently, they’re not proper for a Princess,” she explained while laying on it taking up the whole thing almost, “So how has Ponyville been treating you? I didn’t get to see much of it since it’s so dark out but it certainly seemed larger than the last time I was here.”

“When was the last time you were here?” He asked as he took a seat in a lazy boy type chair that faces his front door and was beside the couch.

“Hmmm,” she hummed in thought, “maybe about six decades ago.”

“Jeez Celestia, you need to explore more of the nation you run,” he commented.

“What can I say, everytime I leave Canterlot there’s always some kind of problem for me fix,” she explained.

“I suppose that’s something to consider, but we got off track. Ponyville has been great. The ponies here all basically became friendly to me after one week, though now that I think about it. That started around the time I helped them fight off a freaking invasion of crab ponies.”

“Oh, I heard about that. I’m glad nopony got hurt this time around,” she said.

“What do you mean this time around? What happened last time?”

“I think somepony got their leg broken and needed to wear a cast for a while,” she answered with a hoof to her chin.

“How come I saw no guards or anything afterwards or during the invasion? That’s like the biggest point of a government you know?”

“Lets just say I had an operative on the job and leave it at that,” she answered cryptically.

“Does that mean you’re spying on people?” He asked before he realized that he also could be spied on, “are you getting reports on me?”

She chuckled, “no, no. Nothing like that. She’s retired from that type of work and adamantly so, but she does help out if it’s an emergency and to strangle extra bits out of me, but that’s besides the point.”

He just hoped whoever she was she hadn’t been spying on him, “I see… so how have things been going in Canterlot.”

She let out a sigh of dismay, “boring, Twilight has been reading books nonstop I fear she may end up becoming just another scholar. I’m thinking about asking her to consider joining the guard just so she can actually put all her knowledge and potential to use, but she’s already devoted so much of her short life to me, and there hasn’t been much use for the guard as of late,” she frowned.

“Except when a freaking ARMY of crab ponies attacks an entire freaking town!” He pointed out rather verbally.

“I concede your point,” she replied humbly.

He rubbed his face, “anyways,” an idea popped into his head, “I recently learned about herds, we don’t have those in my world. Well, I guess we somewhat do but its not common. What’s your view on them?”

Her face got a little red and she turned away from him for a moment. He could hardly believe he got her to fluster considering how stoic she always is, at least when she’s not being a troll. She blinked and was soon back to normal, “how fortunate that you should ask about that of all things. I actually did something before I came here. Something that I even regret doing as of right now.”

“And what’s that?” he asked slightly concerned she lied and actually had been spying on him, even though that didn’t sound like the case.

She fidgeted around a little, “I know of a spell that redacts memories…” she explained, “sometimes a few keywords or a certain context can usually make me remember whatever it was that I wanted to forget in case of emergency. It’s a good way to ensure that my memories are fresh if such an event, whatever it was, were to happen again. Unfortunately, that also means that sometimes it gets triggered unintentionally and/or unneededly and makes me remember some things I’d rather forget altogether. Even time can’t help me forget some things, as they were simply just too difficult to forget and this was one such instance.”

He couldn’t figure out how this involved him unless she’s been spying on himself and made herself forget which would mean he’s in the clear? “So? What’s that have to do with herds were you apart of one and they died of old age? I can’t imagine what that would be like,” he added.

She giggled, “oh no no, I’ve never even been...” she frowned, “at least to my recollection and last I checked. I’ve never even been with a stallion.”

His face scrunched up, “when was th-the last time you checked?”

“L-last time I had a checkup with the doctor.” She answered no longer frowning but shifting around. Clearly she was uncomfortable about the subject.

“I see,” he said wondering why she’s been so off balance. He could only imagine she developed a way to keep those kind of thoughts out of her head completely and thus has difficulty talking about such things without cracking her kindly stoic facade, “so then what’s your memory have to do with herds then? And you still didn’t answer my question.”

“I think herds are a beautiful thing even if they seem to be falling out of favor for some reason. I seem to recall you asking me how I defeated the God of Lust?” He nodded, “well,” she sat up on the couch and patted the side that was now free, “I can tell you, or I can show you if sit right here.”

Curious he got up and sat down next to her, “so what do you mean by show me?”

She got a devious smile and her horn lit up in a golden aurora. Slowly she moved her head down towards his until the horns side met his forehead.

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He found him surrounded by blackness. Looking down he saw his body as it was yet blackness below him and all around him. He decided not to move for fear of falling. In the distance he saw Celestia approach him, “Where are we?” he asked, she stopped in front of him.

“We’re in my mind,” she answered.

He looked around appraisingly while rubbing his chin, “I- huh. So what... you’re going to show me your memories? That’s kind of cool.”

“Yes… something like that. Well before I do I must warn you that what I’m going to show you is very ho-graphic and kin-disturbing,” she said clearly unsettled her face slightly red. He wondered what words she was going to use before she corrected them.

“I’m an adult. Besides, can't you just erase my memories of this if I can’t handle it?”

“I suppose, but I’d rather not have to. Mind magic is… complicated.”

“I understand, but I know enough about human history to know that ANYTHING you’re going to show me just won’t compare to the horrific things we’ve done as a species.”

“There’s a huge difference between reading and/or hearing about something compared to seeing and hearing something as if you’re there,” Celestia commented.

“I guess, but I want to see whatever it is you have to show anyways.”

“Very well, I took the liberty to edit some memories so it would be a kind of theatre play,” she explained.

“Get with the times Celestia, I know you ponies have movies.”

“Ahh, yes. I’ve heard of those moving pictures. I had them outlawed in Canterlot.”

He blinked, “seriously? WHY!?”

Celestia looked away, “Reasons…” He simply stared at her, “oh fine, I really want to act in a play in front of a live audience once in my life. To work with a crew of ponies whose goal it is to put on an incredible show, and movies threaten that…”

“You mean to tell me you’ve never been in a play?”

“You try finding time to do anything when you're stuck running an entire nation on top of setting and raising the sun and moon!” She snapped.

“Oh…” He walked a couple steps to her and gave her a hug.

She hugged back with a foreleg, “thank you.”

He disengaged, “I can’t deny that movies are a threat to theatres, for the record we still have theatre’s on my world, though they’re admittedly slowly dying out but for more reasons than just movies,” he supplied before walking back.

“A pity,” her horn lit up.

A cacophony of moans and wet slapping noises suddenly met his ears. The blackness that surrounded them was replaced with a street somewhere clearly in Canterlot with a fading white filter around the edges of his vision. The buildings where a little different than he last remembers seeing them. Somewhere behind him he heard the pleasured moans of a mare and grunts of a stallion.

He turned around and saw two ponies just outside a shop entrance going at it. They didn’t seem to care that they were clearly in public. He stared at this before another noise got his attention. He turned around and saw a mare getting hoofed by a stallion who looked out of it otherwise.

He looked back to the first pair when the stallion whinnied. The mare looked pleased but clearly wanted more. The stallion looked beat as cum gushed out of her and wetly splattered onto the sidewalk. Curious he moved towards them to get a look at things. Everything stopped the sounds and movement just stopped.

“Ahem,” Celestia tuned amusedly, getting his attention. He stopped his attempted inspection and looked towards her. There were two of her. One was faced away and had two guards on either side of her. The other was looking at him with a smirk, “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t oogle my long dead subjects.”

Something was off. He couldn’t place it, but he knew something was wrong. “Sorry, but I can’t help it,” he said sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. He tried to ignore the mental boner he felt. He wanted to see if it showed in his mental pants or not but maybe when Celestia wasn’t staring at hm.

“It only gets more depraved from here, do you want to continue?”

“I-” he looked around again and saw even more ponies going at it mostly with hooves and mouths, frozen in time, “yes, considering everything I’ve learned. I’m more curious than ever how you defeated a being that’s capable of making something like this happen in an uptight city like Canterlot and yet you still claim to be a virgin.”

She looked away ashamed, “please don’t use that word, it hurts to think about, and is actually the main reason I elected to redact these memories.”

“Really?” he asked, and she looked serious, “I- Sorry!” He apologized quickly.

She blinked a couple times, “It’s okay I was able to use my, status, let's say, to defeat her,” she alluded, “just watch,” her horn glowed briefly and things started moving again, then stopped again, “I feel the need to mention that the smells and atmosphere were strong. I know you can not perceive them, but trust me when I say they really encouraged what you saw and will see,” she added, horn lighting up once more and things started moving.

He watched the frozen Celestia and two guards began walking down the street again and he was moving with her despite not really moving it was weird. Kind of like if she and everything else was a solid hologram that gave the illusion of movement. He walked in front of the hologram Celestia and saw that she looked both pissed and incredible flustered.

The moans and slicking noises became louder. Looking around he saw a lot of ponies going at it in a orgy in and around a fountain. He couldn’t help but stare at the scene. He couldn’t help but notice the few stallions there, had been either rutting a mare or more likely using hooves.

As they walked he couldn’t help but take note of their size, compared to his. They were larger than he was on average, it would seem. They were also shaped differently. He didn’t particularly want to be looking at their junk but just couldn’t help himself.

He also could’ve sworn he saw a few fillies and colts taking part in activities along the way, “is that a filly?” He asked pointing to said filly getting humped by a stallion on the sidewalk in the middle of the day. The filly seemed like she liked it.

Celestia looked over, “w-why yes I do believe that is,” she answered as the hologram Celestia soon walked out of their view.

He couldn’t help but wonder what about this scene was wrong. It wasn’t the obvious sex happening everywhere though. It’s really bugging him. He thought as the hologram soon reached the castle gates, which oddly enough he couldn’t see past.

Everything stopped, “judging from your reactions you want to want to continue,” Celestia said grabbing his attention. Her eyes shot lower intentionally and he looked down noticed he was pitching as much of a tent as his clothes would allow.

“I can’t help it,” he stated, as he tried to cover himself.

She let out a giggle, “Moving on, do you wish to continue?” She asked, he shook his head, “very well.”

The scene continued and the gates opened. As they opened he could see what was happening on the other side as if a light had been on his side of the gates and the other side had no light whatsoever, despite him clearly seeing the sun. What laid beyond the gates was a massive orgy. The hologram Celestia trembled in place before teleporting and after a moment, the scene changed to the castle entrance. Before it changed though he saw her two guards eagerly start to take off their armor and move towards the massive orgy. That moment of watching the two guards take off their armor made him realize what’s been off this entire time.

He got a devious smirk, “Wow Celestia, you have some very detailed memories. I can’t blame you for wanting to forget them if they’re this good.” He commented.

Then the castle doors opened in her magic revealing the inside in the same manor the gate had. It was hard to not turn around and gawk at the orgy behind him.

That’s what he thought before the inside revealed the entrance of the castle was now basically a BDSM sex dungeon. Paddles, switches, and dildos floated about. Several tied and/or strapped ponies where on the receiving ends of those tools. Several ropes hung from the ceiling far above to ensnare some ponies in various helpless positions. There was a row of ponies whose tails were all tied back while their front hooves and head were shackled by shutterstocks. Above them was a sign that read ‘Spanking isn’t all you can do,’ which was proven by the various things being done to them.

Several of the tied and/or strapped down ponies had welts and bruises from the switches and paddles. They didn’t seem to mind.

He couldn’t help but notice the hologram Celestia’s wings were twitching. She was clearly pissed at what happened to her castle. They began moving again and soon he found himself out of view of the entrance and down a very lonely hallway. No pony was there and if it wasn’t for the sounds of swatting and moans, he could have mistaken it for any other day in the Castle. She was heading towards her throne room. He’s been there enough times to know it.

There just outside the door was a small line just before hologram Celestia reached the line everything stopped, “Okay, so things are going to get really graphic for this next part. It was something I regret only being able to watch.”

“Why? Wish you could have joined in?” He asked with a smirk.

She blushed and frowned, “no, I was helpless to stop it.”

“Oh, I hope no pony got hurt,” he commented.

“It…” she began but stopped for some reason, “ponies are more resilient than even I give us credit for… So do you wish to continue?” She asked. He nodded.

The scene continued. Past Celesita swung the throne room doors open in her magic. After a moment she barged in. He could already see what he supposed was the god of lust. It sat/fidgeted on top of Celestia's throne. It was a sleek and attractive fox a little larger than the average pony, with several odd tails. Everything about it oozed sensuality and femininity. She looked to be doing something, “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LITTLE PONIES?” Fake Celestia demanded, her horn bright with magic.

The fox stood up revealing a long thick dildo that was strapped to the throne, “ahhh, hehe. Well, well, well, if it isn’t the hottest pony in Equestria,” she said as she tossed her mane in a sexy manner, completely ignoring the alicorn, and the deadly intent in her voice, “your dear captain here says your so hot you make the sun-” she stopped her monologue the second her eyes met Celestia for the first time. She blinked and rubbed her eyes. She repeated the process again, before she started laughing uncontrollably, ending up on its back. ‘Its back’ because James couldn’t ignore the shape of its many fleshy tails, ‘it’s a freaking fox and tentacle monster,’ he thought.

“Captain what is going on? Why are your daughter and wife here?” Hologram Celestia asked, causing James to finally take note the three ponies who were apparently conversing with the lust god before their entrance.

The stallion was brown with trimmed military style black mane/tail and sword cutie mark, “I’m here to finalize my herd,” he stated as fact. The mare was a deep red unicorn with a brown curvy mane/tail style and a folded blanket cutie mark. The filly was also a unicorn with a yellow coat and a curley whitish mane/tail and no cutie mark. She also had a blue bowtie on her mane. She looked at least three years younger than Sweetie and kind of reminded him of some sixties baking mascot.

“How come you have not stopped this… fox thing?” Holographic Celestia asked.

Said fox thing stopped laughing, and stood back up “I’ll have you know, I’m the God of Lust, I bring out ponies most forbidden harmless carnal desires and let them experience the fun side of life, but you can just call me Lusty.”

“I WAS NOT TALKING TO YOU!” Fake Celestia screeched before she shot a laser beam from her horn. To James it looked like she was putting all her effort into it. He never knew Celestia to be one to go to violence so soon. Then again, he’s only known her for all of one year and she’s lived thousands of years. Considering everything that he saw coming up to this point and then add in the fact that she's still a virgin. He no longer wondered why she would want these memories removed. In fact, it made plenty of sense that she’d react so violently.

When it struck, the fox let out an excited femine howl of pain and pleasure. The beam did not stop though. The fox began asking for more and exclaiming yes. Past Celestia began sweating and breathing hard as she grunted every ounce of effort out of herself and into the writhing and moaning thing on her throne, not that he could see it what with all the light. Soon enough the power beam sputtered out leaving a gasping Holographic Celestia and a lot of smoke where the fox was.

“OHHH YEEES! Give me MORE!” Lusty requested as the smoke cleared. Some of its ‘tails’ rammed up both its holes, “Lusties been a bad vixen. Mmm.” He could see the spot Fake Celestia had hit. It was nothing worse than what he gleaned from the BDSM entrance.

“Ho-aha how are you-” Past Celestia breathed in, “still alive!” she demanded, looking up to the fox weakly.

“Captain! I now pronouce you a herd you may fuck your newest herd mate right now, I’m so turned on!”

“Finally! You’ve had us stay here for hours!” The captain complained.

“YES! Take our daughter already! She’s been waiting too long!” the mare exclaimed as she lifted her daughters tail.

“I love you papi!” the daughter said as she turned her back to her much larger father.

“Oho soo ahh, eager!” Lusty said sensually as always, “when you told me about your dear princess here, I just simply couldn’t pass up the sexy idea of having your ruler watch you with your MASSIVE COCK fuck your delisiously young daughter. The fact that your dear princess is somehow still a virgin just makes it more mmmm enticing.” James took note of that, so it was true four hundred or so years ago at least and he doubted Celestia lied about it. He could only imagine the kind of mental anguish Celestia had to fight against after something like this.

James got a good look at the captains junk and it was massive. It was larger than what he’s seen so far which has been debilitating as is. It was about the width of his fist and the length of his forearm. The filly was smaller than Sweetie so he didn’t see this ending pleasantly.

The captain walked over his daughter completely overshadowing her. His dick already over shooting its mark and being way to high.

“You think I would just stand here and let this continue?” Fake Celestia asked, as her horn let up and all the members of the new herd where encased in her magic. She grunted, “wha- why can’t I-”

“Ohh, Princess Celestia-” The captain said.

“Mmm more-” his wife commanded.

“Ahahaha,” the filly laughed, “my tummy feels all tingly,” the filly exclaimed. Holographic Celestia put more effort into her spell, "ahhnn," causing the filly to make some sexualy sounding sounds.

Past Celestia stopped her casting and started walking towards them only to suddenly be bound and gagged in BDSM gear and put in a very exposed position. James couldn’t help but look at her privates. They were the kind that Sweetie had. Hard to notice unless you were looking for them specifically. He found it kind of odd considering how huge Celestia was compared to regular ponies. Then again if she had the outgoing privates Scootaloo did then she’d probably always wear a dress of some kind. Considering anypony behind her need only look up.

Her horn lit again and she teleported out of the gear. She marched towards them only to be stopped by a reddish purple forcefield, “I can’t let you disturb the new herd,” Lusty proclaimed, “just because your jealous some filly thousands of years younger than you is going to get some action doesn’t give you the right to ruin her unofficial wedding day,” the world stopped for James, despite it still going. Why would she say that? Does that mean whoever he would add to his herd was basically a marriage proposal? Does that mean he already proposed to Sweetie? He never put much stock into future thoughts outside of avoiding going to jail. He couldn’t think about all this right now he needed a distraction, “just watch and enjoy the show.” Luckily, he had one hell of a distraction right in front of him.

He watched as the fillies mother pushed the fillies head down. Then once again lifted her tail out of the way with one hoof, revealing the same kind of outgoing pussy and asshole that Scootaloo had. With her other hoof she supported her ass up, “It’s going to hurt, but you’ll be mami’s big filly.”

“Yaaa!” The filly cheered, “we’re finally going to play the game!”

“Mmm, Yes,” she answered, clearly turned on about what’s going to happen. With her magic the mother guided her husbands massive member to her little fillies virgin slit. James now no longer wondered why Celestia kept warning him about whether or not he wanted to continue. It honestly looked like that little filly would need to visit a doctor to save her life if he put that thing in her. Heck, it was easily three fifth her size. Maybe a little bigger. The fact that she was basically a pony toddler was disturbing.

After some readjustment the stallion grunted as his member pushed against her. It was too big, “I think she may be too small for me,” he said concern in his voice.

“Oh nonsense,” Lusty said, “all you need to do is thrust into her, trust me she’ll be fine.”

After a bit of hesitation the stallion reared back and thrusted forward. The filly skidded across the tiles of the throne room as the mare hadn’t been holding on hard enough. “I got her, do it again,” the mare said eagerly.

Another thrust. A small droplet of blood came out of the filly, “GAAAHHHH~!” came the pained scream. Her mother holding her firm but saying something encouraging no doubt. He could see his member as it greatly expanded the filly. Tears flowed down the filly like a waterfall. The stallion kept pushing inwards and after about six seconds it looked as if she was pregnant with twins.

Those six seconds lasted forever. He looked over to Fake Celestia who constantly tried and failed to get to them. He looked to Celestia whose wings were twitching about. He could tell she was uncomfortable reliving this memory, or should he say reviewing it from a different angle, “You’re right Celestia this is disturbing and I’m sorry for making you rewatch it.”

Her horn glowed and the scene stopped, “it certainly was a hard lesson in pony resilience,” she said before her horn lit again and the scene continued. He found it an odd thing to say.

The fillies screams of agony and asking for forgiveness stopped, "UUUUHHH," turning into filly grunts. The captain continued pushing but clearly was unable to get any more in. By this point he could see the stallions dick as if the filly was some kind of fancy sock grotiscilly stretched out around it.

He moved back and the filly moved back with him, forcing him to move forward once again. The mare once again put a firm grip on her daughter and he moved back again. Slowly sliding out of the small filly, before slamming back in.

"UUGGFFFF," The filly grunted out air, or more likely it was forced out. He moved back again. He could see every movement his member made inside the filly.

"AHMMM PAPI!" The filly joyfully yelled with what little air she had on the third thrust. Her belly expanded even more. An outrageous amount of cum flooded out of her pooling the ground. All of that must’ve happened within fifteen seconds total. He left his daughter his member softening and going back in its hole thing, “come on honey, you last at least twice as long with me,” the mare complained. The fillies cunt was stretched and gaping to an absolutely absurd degree but it somehow looked like it hadn’t ripped apart given the fact she wasn’t bleeding. Just how durable are these freaking ponies.

“She’s so tight dear, I couldn’t help it.” The stallion explained. James turned his attention to Celestia who was looking at him oddly.

He wondered what Celestia was thinking about right now. The mind of a being who’s lived for thousands of years must be all kinds of messed up. “And to think she was just starting to get into it, just like a stallion to leave a mare hanging,” the mare commented, though James was barely paying attention.

He wondered if Celestia ever got into a serious relationship only to call it off so she wouldn’t have to outlive someone she loved. Then again, she had admitted to making herself forget things in the past. “Hey, we can’t help it, that’s been scientifically proven.” Perhaps she’s done it several times and made herself forget every time. Did that mean she had perfect memory if not tampered with? No, the way she was talking earlier doesn’t suggest that to be true. He was going to have to ask her about it though, he was interested.

The deep red mare let a drawn out sigh gaining his attention, “I know, lets go buy her some new toys,” she said playfully in a suggestive manner. She picked up her used filly and supported the stallion before they slowly walked out.

“I pity you Celestia,” Lusty said, drawing everyone’s, except the leaving herds, attention, “I wish to finally show you, who has lived so long, the wonders of!” Lusty paused for dramatic effect, “the pleasures of the flesh!” She exclaimed.

“Then how come you haven't? You’ve proven yourself capable of-of taking me,” Holographic Celestia replied angrily and defensively pawing at the ground.

“If only it was that simple, no I’m the god of lust, not fear,” she informed.

“You mean to tell me that filly wanted that? She was his daughter and barely old enough to know what was even going on! She was in pain for most of it. The fact she’s not dead is a miracle!”

“Ohho! That just means she’ll be in pleasured pain from now on, I wouldn’t have allowed it if she couldn’t take it. You don’t give your ponies enough credit, also you’re wrong! For the last couple days that little filly has seen ponies have sex all over the place she’s even licked her stallons member, she knew perfectly well what it was and what to expect, and she also knew she loved her papi very very much, its soo kinky I could just AHH, mmmm~”

“You’re despicable!”

“Mmm, maybe so but I can tell you’re turned on.”

The Holographic Celestia frowned and got quiet for a long moment before a wicked smile creeped u her face, “...I’m embarrassed. I have a fifth leg, let's say. I’ve spared no expense in keeping it concealed from everypony. The idea of a pony finding out about it makes me not even consider looking for a mate, well that and the idea I’ll outlive them.”

Lusty now at full attention, “You’re packing both parts? How come I haven’t noticed?”

“As I said, I’ve spared no expense in keeping it a secret. I have so many wards and concealing spells cast down there I guess even you wouldn’t know about it, it’s actually a relief, I often find myself worrying if they have some flaws.”

“That’s some powerful magic you casted if even I can’t sense it.”

Past Celestia smiled, “That it is, but you know… I always wanted to try it…”

“I’ll let you do whatever you want to me,” Lusty said as with a pop of magic she was suddenly in front of Holographic Celestia head down ass up, ‘tails’ and ass swaying back and forth seductively.

“I think, I’ll take you up on that offer but first, I need to get prepared. You see, I may have a bit of a dominatrice complex…”

“Oh, Kinky” she said and with another pop of magic she was strapped to a X-table with whips, paddles and other sex equipment floating around her.

“Yes, well do you think you can keep yourself entertained till I get back?” Lusty nodded several times. Celetias closed her eyes horn lit up and a black sleeping blindfold appeared before her, “Good slave! From now on call me Master!” Celestia commanded.

“Ohh! Yes Master!”

“I’m glad you know your place peasant. Now, I’m going to blindfold you. No peeking. I may be a while. I’m talking half a day, or more but I assure you I will return. So you’re free to entertain yourself just don’t take off the blindfold or do anything that’ll allow you to see. I have a HUGE surprise for you if you obey when I get back.”

“Yes Master!”

“I’ll be back.” Celestia teleported out of the room.

Once again he got to watch what happened about two seconds after she left, “I can’t wait. This is going to be so hot!” Lusty exclaimed before three huge dildos penetrate each of her holes.

The scene changed drastically and now they were in some forest. Fake Celestia teleported yet again leaving yet another two second delay.

“So you have a dick and a dominatrix complex?” James flat out asked.

Celestia blushed and figetted about, “ahaha,” she laughed nervously, “no to both, that was all I could think to do to buy me time. I could only think of one thing that might beat her.”

“Oh yeah, and what was that?”

“Well, the last self proclaimed god I faced down got turned into a stone statue and although the details are extremely fuzzy, there was only one thing I could think of that could accomplish such a goal.”

“Okay… that doesn’t really answer my question.”

“Tell me, what do you know of the relics, creatures, and even plants of this world?”

“Umm,” James thought for a moment, “considering I never knew crab ponies were even a possible thing until they attacked and I recently learned enchanted items can have many different effects. I can only imagine what legendary enchanted items can do. so I’d say I know very little about this world,” it was only then that he noticed the sound had been cut off and a black sensor bar was over everything except the outlying fading white outline, “why’d you do that?”

“Because this is something I’m rather proud of once I remembered that I actually did it, and I want it to be a surprise. I’m actually giddy I get to share this to somepon- someone for once.” her horn glowed and sound started again. It was a bunch of moaning from Lusty and he could hear somepony walking around her. Still couldn’t see anything. He could also hear some weird fabric noises. It was hard to place.

“Well,” James began, “considering everything I’ve seen up to this point I can completely understand why you’d not want anyone to watch this with you. porn is a solo thing unless you’re dating, or doing something academic and/or legal stuff with it I guess.”

Her horn lit up and the sound stopped, “This… is not a magazine?” she said confused, “nevermind just pay attention, we can talk later.”

“Okay,” he agreed. Her horn lit up and the sounds continued.

“I’m back,” he could hear Fake Celestia say though still not see. She sounded rather uncomfortable.

“Argh aha! mmm, finally Master!” Lusty said sensually as always and mostly stopped moaning, “You know I was getting so bored I even considered going out there and fucking all the mares I could with my tails again, but last time I did I got swarmed and they fought over me, it’s why I ended up in your throne room, I got worn out and tired of the bickering. I decided I might as well sanction some herds, and there were many. When your captain came and told me who he was and who he wanted to herd I just knew I had to wait for you. It was totally worth it.”

“I see… You didn’t look bored to me slave.” Unseen Celestia responded.

“Masterbation can only do so much for a being such as myself. You know Master, if it wasn’t for the fact that you got to be the world's oldest pony virgin I wouldn’t be doing this for you Master, I want Masters first time to be every bit as harmlessly depraved as Master wants it.”

“Good, I’m glad to hear you have some standards slave, but you turned my nation into a… I don’t even know what to call this,”

“A hedonistic paradise!” Lusty proclaimed.

“Something like that,” Unseen Celestia agreed, he could he the fabric sounds again. “Yes, and you’ve been a bad bad fil-vixen because of it. I think you need be punished.”

“Ohh-hoho I knew you liked them young!”

“brr-I wha? That-” Unseen Celestia sputtered clearly unprepared for such a comment, “ahem,” she cleared her throat, “I mean. Shut up slave and listen closely! I’m going to unblindfold you in a moment. When I do so, I want you to take a good long unblinking and uninterrupted look at what I’m going to punish you with. You may only look away when I say so is this understood slave?”

“Mmm, yes master!”

“Good, now feast your eyes on this massive cock!” He heard some walking noises for a moment. The fabric sound got louder and he could have sworn he heard breathing now. Suddenly there was a golden aura around one side of the room that he was fairly close to where Unseen Celestia’s voice had been coming from, drawing Jame’s attention.

It moved away from the magical screen revealing he might as well had been experiencing at least the sounds and sights from the lust god's perspective. The blind fold flew away and he came face to something. He couldn’t make out what he was looking at first as he was not at all prepared for the sight before him.

Above him was an up close and personal Holographic Celestia as if he’d went just under her forelegs.

Below him was the tiles of the throne room.

On the sides he could see the table and Lusty’s outstretched forelegs.

None of those compared to the sight directly in front of him though. In front of him was a pair of intently staring red eyes and yellow beak with freaky sharp white teeth from a decapitated chicken head. He thought it was decapitated until he realized the lizard like neck directly below it was connected to the head and it was clearly alive. He had backed away from it.

Then the scene changed and he saw Lusty on the table. Past Celestia stood a quarter of a way over the god, as if she had a large dick ready to be serviced. No doubt the table was manifested so she could have an easy time thrusting about. No such stallion hood was seen, instead she had some creature that looked like a mini dragon with a chicken head attached to her belly by thick rope tied around her body.

He watched in fascination as the gods tails suddenly started turning light grey, “So what exactly am I looking at?”

“That is a cockatrice. If you look into its eyes long enough it’ll turn you into a stone statue. I think it’s how I defeated Discord who’s displayed in my garden,” Celestia answered. The ‘tails’ eventually stopped moving all together when they turned completely light grey.

“Ohhh, Master your trickery is soooo~ hot mmm. It’s making me ROCK HARD!” exclaimed Lusty before giggling sensually.

She kept staring at the creature. Past Celestia looked constipated with how concentrated she was watching the grey overtake the Lusty’s form. “Master may I look away now?” Lusty asked as the grey creeped past he midsection.

“Not until I say so.” Past Celestia replied.

“But Mast-”

“NOT! Until I say so.”

“Soo firm,” she breathed out haughtily, “yes master.”

“And she actually listened to you?” James asked.

“Yes, she did,” Celestia answered the first question, “after she turned to stone I put her in one of the most unsexiest places I could think of.”

“Oh yeah, and where’s that?”

“I put her in the Canterlot graveyard, and made an underground small crypt just for her, incase the effect wears off.” Celestia explained.

“I see,” he said, “and I guess you couldn’t know why she would let you do that?”

“Probable because I’m a-a you know…”she sagged and frowned. She sniffled as a tear ran down her cheek, “sorry, just after remembering all of this, it’s got me thinking about things I never think about and the emotions I feel are intense,” Her horn glowed and suddenly he found himself back on his couch sitting next to Celestia.

He thought for a moment, “...you know Celestia, your a very attractive mare,” she smiled at the complement, “I imagine all of your subjects would never even consider asking you out if only because they believe you’re too good for them, and in a sense they’re right,” she frowned at that but he held up his hand in a playcatting manner, “but they’re also wrong. I know you keep saying you’re just like everypony else so that must mean you forget things and mess up like anypony else right?” James asked.

“That would be correct,” she replied.

“You know…” he paused he then moved in close and hugged her, getting his hands just on where her wings met her back. She let out a little squeak at his sudden action. His cheek was touching some of her flowing mane and it felt soft, warm, and energetic. It smelled like a field of flowers in the morning dew, “You don’t have to be alone, you could have anyone you wanted and they’d have to be literally crazy to reject you,” he released his hug and looked to her. She looked petrified, “heck, all you need to do is ask whoever catches your fancy out on a date and I’m sure they’d say yes, or really badly want to say yes.”

Celestia’s eyes bulged slightly and her mouth opened as her whole body shifted about, “s-something has come up I must go, please give this to my guard," she said as something metal flew into his hand, "and tell them to meet me in Canterlot.” her horn glowed and with large splash of light and pop she was gone.

He wondered what that was about. Darn it, he never got to ask her about whatever spell she used to more or less record everything around her and whether or not she used it all the time. With a sigh, he recalled the thing he now had in his hand.

It was a golden insignia of some kind. He walked to his door and opened it finding the two guards outside in which the sun was starting to rise not that he took note of it, "hey Celestia wanted me to give you this and tell you to meet her in Canterlot." He said holding it out. They looked at it, took it, then left for the carriage they flew here with.

He closed the door and checked the time.

Wow, whatever Celestia did took up more time than he thought it did. It felt like maybe half an hour had gone by, but it apparently had been hours. He wondered if Scootaloo was awake by now or not. She certainly was capable of waking up early. He needed to talk to her about stuff sooner rather than later.

Something was bothering him now that he was back to thinking about Scootaloo. It was important. Dammit! He forgot to tell Celestia about the orphanage oversight. He got a piece of paper and wrote it down. He was going to send her a letter or tell her in person, either way it needed dealt with. He did need to consider how going about telling her, but that was for later he supposed.

For now he needed to talk the filly herself.

He decided he'd make Scootaloo breakfast and bring it to her bed. A bed and breakfast so to say. With that thought he went to work.