In a large, extremely well fitted kitchen, a single princess was going about her usual regimen for the morning. She enjoyed the solitude that the early morning afforded her. Before the bustle of the castle started in earnest.
She carefully had taken several fresh lemons and strained them carefully, to remove any pulp or seeds. Next, slowly separating egg yolks from the white, she deposited them carefully into her bowl. She added the next ingredients, whisking it vigorously as she started humming to herself. She placed the metal bowl gently on the stove, dropping in a pat of butter and lighting the burner for the stove with a casual flick of her horn, placing the bowl over the burner. She watched the heat carefully as she whisked even faster. When she was satisfied, the bowl was levitated to a nearby icebox to cool.
Her horn glowed, bringing a couple more eggs. Cracking them into another bowl, she mixed them with generous amounts of fresh whole milk, cinnamon and sugar. She brought a crusty loaf of bread from the breadbox to her workspace. She placed a well-worn cast iron pan on the stove, dropping a generous pat of butter inside.
As she waited for the heat to come up, she started whisking some cream in a small bowl, patiently waiting for it to take form. Sighing, she just grinned to herself, lighting the whisk with her magic, enchanting it to beat the cream at a high speed on its own.
She returned to her now sizzling pan, carefully soaking thick slices of the day old bread in her egg mixture before placing them gently in the pan. Waiting a few minutes, she imagined a spatula in her mind, forming the tool in midair to flip her now toasted bread. She placed the slices on a nearby plate, letting them cool.
A few moments later, she started to assemble her first stack. She always used the first few pieces for Luna’s. For some reason they always turned out looking better. They were more toasted on the outside, and the inside was still light and eggy. Maybe she was too impatient with the second batch, she thought.
Layering the toast with the lemon curd, she placed a generous blob of whipped cream on top. She repeated the same for her own breakfast. With a thought, she brought the dishes over to the sink, where they started washing themselves. The castle certainly had a pony whose sole duty was cleaning the kitchen, but Celestia had always believed a cook should clean their own pots and pans.
Celestia walked out to the main dining room, levitating the two breakfasts after her. She sat down at the end of the table, alone in the gigantic room. She knew better than to wait for her sister. Things had been better lately, but they were definitely still working on things. She levitated the other plate of French toast to the other end of the gigantic table top before placing her own in front of her. Expertly moving her fork with her magic, she carved a thin wedge out. She allowed herself a small grin after she tasted it. It definitely tasted better than her attempt a couple weeks ago. The curd held together much better since she allowed the toast to cool slightly.
She found herself eating the entire dish before she knew it. She sighed as she saw Luna’s still full helping. This was definitely one thing they had agreed on doing. They were taking turns cooking breakfast for each other now. Celestia had even started helping her sister learn how to cook better.
Picking up her sister’s plate with her magic, Celestia started walking down the hallway to Luna’s room. She was surprised to find the door shut tight. It was strange for her sister to go right to sleep after her nightly duties. Was she okay?
‘I should check on her…’ Celestia thought, carefully nudging the heavy door open.
She stuck her head inside, immediately trying to adjust her eyes to the darkness. Luna had nearly all the curtains tightly closed; the thick dark blue velvet blocking the early rays of the sun. A few dimly light lamps cast shadows throughout the room. Celestia saw the form of her sister on her bed, only a sheet covering her, as her star adorned bedspread lay at the foot of the bed.
“Sister?” Celestia whispered. She walked a few more steps inside. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, as a scent washed over her. Celestia blushed a full shade of crimson as she smelled the obvious scent of arousal, eyes finally focusing on her sister, legs splayed open under thin satin sheets as she gyrated her hips, arching her back as she pushed her flanks towards some unseen entity.
Realizing she hadn’t been noticed, Celestia sighed in relief as she finally noticed her sister’s eyes were still shut tightly. ‘She’s dreaming.’ Celestia thought to herself. She placed the plate of French toast down absently on a nearby coffee table. ‘I’ll leave her be. It seems like a nice dream, too.’ The alicorn thought, smirking to herself.
She backed slowly out of the room, leaving her sister in peace.
After a busy day and another night of not nearly enough sleep, Celestia barely thought of the incident until the next day. She arose at the usual time, coaxing the sun above the horizon, watching the night sky slowly fade from deep blues to glowing pinks and reds.
She headed to the kitchen again, deciding to try her hoof at some eggs benedict today. The last time she had tried, the sauce didn’t turn out very well, leaving her disappointed.
Later that morning, she headed out to the main dining room, placing her breakfasts down as usual. She was happy this time. A perfectly poached egg sat on top of a fresh biscuit, drizzled with a thick hollandaise sauce. The princess smiled as she saw the sauce actually hold together this time. She started eating alone once more, feeling very proud of her result this time.
When she finished, she noticed the uneaten plate of food once more. She immediately remembered the previous morning, finding her face flush once more picturing her sister.
“Maybe I’ll leave her breakfast here today…” She said softly.
She tried to get her mind off things that day. There was always plenty to keep her occupied; even more so since the castle was hosting an Alpaca delegation from far to the south. There was always some dispute they were arguing about.
And of course the constant direction of spittoon placement.
Celestia found herself constantly distracted, however. The more she thought about it, the more her sister was obviously avoiding her recently. For the past week, she had ducked out of their cooking time, as well as passing on eating breakfast together. The last couple days weren’t isolated incidents at all.
“Your highness, um…” A nearby guard motioned to two of the Alpaca governors, now directly in each other face, shouting in a very far off sounding dialect. She noticed one appeared to have a rather large blob of spit on his hoof.
She sighed, heading over to deal with it.
She resolved to herself she needed to see what was wrong with her sister. Before it got bad once more. It always was difficult to talk to her, especially about things like this.
As she thought about it more however, she realized, of course there was another way.
For once, Celestia was glad her sister had not come to breakfast.
She had set some time aside this morning, but still felt in a rush to finish eating. She hadn’t even bothered making anything particularly special today, just some simple oatmeal with jam and fresh strawberries. Eating quickly, she left the dining room for the solitude of her own room.
Celestia lay down on her comfortable fainting couch, stretching out and making herself comfortable. She still wasn’t sure if this was the right thing to be doing, but she had already steeled herself during the morning. The mare wasn’t going to back down now.
She closed her eyes, concentrating how Luna had once showed her. If she entered a certain state of mind while focusing her magic…
There. She saw them now. All those ponies in her kingdom currently having any kind of dream. She always felt like she was having a dream of her own while doing this. Edges of reality blurred away, and it was easy to forget oneself. She found herself concentrating as she pushed through the void, looking for her sister.
Her magic signature was surprisingly easy to find. It was strong, even in her dreams. Celestia pushed towards her, willing herself to enter her sister’s dream. Her vision went cloudy as she merged inside.
She found herself standing in a dimly lit stone corridor. Flickering wall torches lit the surrounding area. She could see arched doorways lining the hall. Was this the dungeon? No. It was different. The smell was strange, almost of cinders. There was a heat to the air as well.
Celestia found herself walking slowly down the corridor, drawn to sounds echoing off the walls. It was a strangely familiar sounding pony. Shouting. She started looking into the rooms, before she finally heard the voice, amplified from around the corner. She peaked around the stone wall, jaw nearly dropping as she saw the dream scene before her.
She saw her sister, on her back, bound tightly to a padded wooden rack. Her adornments had been cast aside, and she struggled weakly against her bonds.
And…a snow white alicorn, mane and tail wreathed in flame. She blinked in surprise. She never expected to see this form again. But it was clearly Daybreaker, her own evil form standing over her sister.
‘Was this what was bothering her? Had my own mirror image been tormenting her in her dreams?’ Celestia thought. She felt immediate pity for her sister.
She watched as Daybreaker walked around her victim, gloating. Her voice was a harsh half shout.
“Look at this pathetic Princess. Your imprisonment has left you weak and worthless. You only bested me last time since your big sister saved your worthless hide.” Daybreaker cackled, making sure she moved up close to her victim as she talked.
“What am I even supposed to do with such a weak pony. You honestly won’t even make a good underling.” Daybreaker was now straddling the other pony, her haunches pressed tightly against Luna’s sex. “What good are you to me?”
“I…I can…” Luna attempted to talk back, weakly.
“You can what?!” Daybreaker cut her off. She pressed her hoof hard against Luna’s face. “Lick my hooves. We’ll see if perhaps you can be a good slave.”
Luna hesitated for a moment, before sticking out her tongue and dutifully licking the soft underside of Daybreaker’s hoof. The evil pony grinned, grinding herself harder against the princess, almost dry humping her slowly. The bound princess moaned, her hot breath against Daybreaker’s hoof as she kept licking in earnest.
Celestia watched on in shock. This wasn’t any nightmare at all. Luna was definitely willing this to keep going. She could have broken the simple clasps that held her. And she definitely was…enjoying herself. Celestia felt her own body grow hot the more she watched.
‘This isn’t right, for me to watch.’ She thought. ‘These are my sister’s most personal fantasies. I shouldn’t be spying on her like this.’
Even so, she could not find the will to look away. She still very much loved her sister, and to see her like this, well. She was certainly a powerful pony, and strong willed as well. There was something so erotic to see her so helpless.
Daybreaker had moved onto grinding her leg in earnest against Luna’s willing nethers, pushing hard and deep. Luna groaned, her head pushing back against the rack, pushing her hips against her assailant. Daybreaker grinned evilly. She searched for some implement on the wall to further condition her slave. Her eyes moved past the doorway, and she locked on Celestia. Her eyes went wide as she froze.
Luna immediately froze as well. She could sense Celestia when Daybreaker saw her. She whipped her head to the side, locking eyes with her sister for a moment. Celestia darted behind the wall, trotting full speed down the hallway. She pushed through the edges of her sister’s dream. She kept running through the dream world, focusing back on her own room. Her consciousness settled back in her own body, and she opened her eyes.
She still felt her heart beating swiftly from seeing the scene she witnessed. Luna had definitely seen her. That was certain. How on earth were they going to talk about this? She shouldn’t even have been there. She was violating her sister’s trust to begin with.
Sensing a dampness under her, she got up. A wave of guilt washed over her as she saw her royal excretions pooling all over the sofa.
“Fantastic.” She said to herself.
Rather than have anypony witness her rather lucid dream, she focused her magic, levitating some cleaning supplies from the hallway closet. She set a brush and bucket to work cleaning the fabric. She barely had started to clean before a guard knocked on her door.
“Your majesty.” He called through the door. “We’ve put off the visiting griffon dignitary long enough. He’s getting…agitated.”
Celestia sighed. She wasn’t looking forward to today. Unfortunately, Princesses can’t take sick days. At least she could try to take mind off the extremely uncomfortable talk with her sister she was no doubt going to have. She left the brush to do its work. At the very least she could have a clean sofa by the end of the day.
The princess was quiet at the end of the day. She stood perched on the balcony off the royal throne room, watching the sun gently slip behind the horizon. She enjoyed the last moments of the day usually, signaling the end of her duties and a few moments of peace before retiring.
But today she was anxious as the day ended. She still had the images from her sister’s dream burned into her mind.
She would be lying if she didn’t admit she felt herself flush when she thought of it.
As the last light of the sun faded, she looked around. Certainly Luna wouldn’t forsake her duties over this? She looked over her shoulders, searching for her sister as the dark of night started to creep over the land. Slowly, she saw a dull glow of a horn from the shadow of the balcony. The glow of the moon started to cast a dim light over the balcony.
Celestia saw her sister, trying her best to blend into the stone of the castle wall.
They met each other’s gaze for only a moment, before Luna glanced away. If her coat wasn’t almost black, Celestia could have sworn she could have seen a deep blush of shame on her face. She started to turn away from Celestia, slipping into the shadows of the castle.
“Sister…” Celestia called out to her softly.
The dark colored mare stopped, but did not turn to face her. “What?” She replied gruffly.
“I…I wish to apologize. For earlier. I shouldn’t have spied on you. I just…I’ve been worried about you.” Celestia started walking towards her sister. “I thought we were becoming closer. Since Starlight Glimmer came and helped us.”
Luna sighed. “Sister…it’s nothing like that.”
“Luna. Can you please at least look at me?” Celestia asked.
Luna turned quickly, walking back into the pale light as she moved back towards her sister. Celestia felt a twinge of sadness clutch at her though as she saw tears lit up in Luna’s eyes, reflecting the soft moonlight.
Luna looked up at her sister, obviously fighting back her tears. “It’s not that I’m falling away from you, Tia! It’s…it’s the opposite. Since we’ve been together so much lately, I just…” Luna looked down at the ground of the stone balcony. She couldn’t look at her sister and say what she wanted to say.
“Tia…do you…do you remember when we were younger? How we felt about each other. We were the only ponies that knew how each other felt. To know the curse of being an immortal. To know the burden of watching over a kingdom.”
“Luna. That was a long time ago.” Celestia said. At the same time, her mind raced back to over a thousand years ago. Others may have considered the two of them lovers. But she knew it went deeper than that.
Luna glared up at her, almost angry. She couldn’t hold back anymore. Her muzzle was already wet with tears. “It wasn’t long ago for me! I may not have had physical needs while I was imprisoned…”
Celestia flinched at the word.
“But I still had thoughts! Since I’ve been back, every night away from you has been torture! Why were you so distant from me? Why did it take some common unicorn to make you change your attitude to me?!” Luna advanced on her sister, glaring back at her. “I just need to know, Tia. Do you still love me?”
Feeling herself choked up, Celestia felt tears well up in her eyes, no matter how much she wanted to hold herself back.
“Luna. I do still love you. But you must remember, we were both very young. A lot has changed in the world since you were away. We aren’t gods anymore” Celestia replied softly.
“Did you change?” Luna said
“That’s not fair to say.” Celestia said quickly. “You know we must sometimes sacrifice for our kingdom.”
“Tia. We shouldn’t have to sacrifice each other.” Luna said, staring at the other mare. Celestia felt her body override her thoughts. She did remember their love together. She remembered the long dusky evenings when Luna would massage her with her magic, comforting her until she fell asleep, then linger near her making sure she had pleasant dreams.
She remembered mornings stretching almost to noon, just lying next to her sister and giving her companionship after the long lonely night.
She remembered the intimate times they spent together.
Celestia felt herself lean forwards slightly, but Luna almost leapt at her, as the two met. As if remembering old feelings all at once, they locked in a passionate kiss. They locked eyes as Luna reached out a wing, pushing her sister closer. Celestia felt her sister moan into her muzzle, locking tongues with her as she blushed.
After an eternity, the two broke away, still gazing at each other lovingly. Celestia felt her heart rising in her chest, like she hadn’t felt in centuries. She said the only thing she could think of. “Luna…Why Daybreaker?”
She could sense the embarrassment from her sister as she glanced away. She chuckled to herself nervously. “Well…it was the one sexiest thing I remember about you. How you were the only pony in the world that could control me. The nightmare with you and Starlight Glimmer…It just showed me how, er, how much in control you could be?”
Celestia smirked at her. “I could push some meetings…if you want to?”
Luna felt her face flush. She looked up at her sister, giving her a sly look. “I think I would like that very much.”
The two slowly walked back to Luna’s chambers, rubbing against each other’s flanks as they strode down the halls. Thankfully the castle was mostly deserted for the day as Celestia’s duties that day were set mostly outside.
“Sister…” Luna said softly. “I just ask you be patient with me. You know how long it has been for me. And since I got back to Equestria…I haven’t…”
Celestia chuckled at her, drawing a slight glare from the other mare. “That makes two of us then!”
Luna looked at her incredulously. “I don’t believe that for a moment! You were the adventurous one in the royal bedchambers, if I remember. You can’t expect me to believe you’ve been celibate for a thousand years?!”
“Well. I know I can never understand your time on the Moon. But the time I spent afterwards…I do admit I fell into a deep depression. I missed you so very dearly. I suppose I never really got out of it fully. Over time, I just did not desire anypony in that way. I thought if I never let anypony inside, I wouldn’t have to feel that pain again.”
They reached the end of the hallway, Luna lighting her horn to open her chamber door.
“I’m sorry if I assumed…” Luna said quietly.
Celestia held out her hoof, moving Luna’s muzzle to meet her gaze.
“Does it surprise you that much? I know you felt the same as I.” Celestia said.
Luna could feel her face flush with desire as she stared into her sister’s eyes. Her heart raced as Celestia held her closer, kissing her deeply once more. Luna sighed, pushing back against her feeling sparks of magic between them as their horns met briefly. She felt static spark through her body, feeling her wings stiffen as she willed her limbs to hold her.
Celestia felt the same, brief images flashing through her mind from her sister. Smiling against her sister’s muzzle, she willed her magic to envelop her. Both ponies felt a brief flash of heat. Luna shut her eyes against a sudden blaze of light, breaking away from her sister.
Celestia stood before her, mane turned to violent flames. Her usual adornments of gold had turned an almost crimson steel.
“I can read you like a book, sister. I think this is what you wanted?”
Luna’s eyes were wide. Even her voice had amplified; booming through the stone hallways. Her fantasy of Daybreaker stood before her. The only thing different, was this pony still bore the kind eyes of her sister.
She felt the heat from her sister as the other princess pushed her back into her chamber with her sheer magical force. Luna felt her knees become weak as her sister forced her onto her back on her own bed. Celestia felt her own anticipation break her spirit, as she reached out her greedy muzzle and licked slowly along her sister’s haunches, trailing up to her thighs. Luna clenched her nethers together in reflex against the other pony, gasping at the sudden assault.
Daybreaker scoffed, her horn glowing brightly as she pushed her sister’s thighs apart roughly, pinning them to the bed. Luna cried out softly, trying to light her own horn, but finding the magical difference too great to overcome.
“St…stop! That hurts!” She cried, as the other mare pinned her hard against the mattress.
Celestia immediately stopped, concerned for her sibling. “Ah! Sorry!”
Luna glared at her. “You aren’t supposed to apologize! You’re overpowering me, aren’t you?!”
The other pony took a moment to register, but then nodded at her. “S…sorry! I’m a little new at this!”
Luna glared daggers at her. “Don’t Apologize!”
Daybreaker just grinned at her, roughly forcing her back again. She thought for an instance, before magical tendrils of living fire sprang from the bed legs. They wrapped around her sister’s back and front hooves. Slowly they drug her down, pinning her entirely. Luna gasped at the heat of the bonds as they wrapped around her. Her sister smiled, getting into the act entirely, as she surveyed Luna, now bound on the bed.
“Look at this precious little princess slave.” Daybreaker said. “How best to use her?” She ran a hoof along her inner thigh, teasing her marehood. She stared with bemused satisfaction as her hoof came away soaked, trailing a thin string of marecum as she brought it to her mouth, tasting her sister.
Feeling her body start to light a flame of its own, Daybreaker suddenly pounced her sister, drawing her own nethers along her sister’s soft underbelly. Staring wickedly at her, Daybreaker slid herself up, pushing her sister’s muzzle against her now drenched inner thighs. She felt her sister inhale in shock, before blowing warm air against her exposed sex. With a thought she wrenched Luna’s head, forcing her snout directly against her clit. Luna struggled slightly, before reaching out with her tongue, pleasuring the other pony. Daybreaker let her head go, leaving Luna to keep lapping at her as she allowed the other princess to breathe.
She didn't just like the feeling of dominating her sister.
She loved it.
Daybreaker sighed as she ground herself against Luna’s face. Hundreds of years had left her slightly pent up. Her breath quickened as she drove herself against her sister, moving her hips up and down as she winked swiftly. She moaned as she had her first orgasm for over a thousand years. Waves of memories of her sister flooded her mind as her body was wracked with contractions. Luna sputtered as her muzzle was drenched with a huge wave of marecum. Her face and neck was absolutely drenched, and she struggled for breath as Daybreaker backed off her, slumping back against her chest.
As Luna regained her breath, she retorted angrily at the other mare. “Warn me next time you’re going to do that!”
Daybreaker only smirked back at her. “Do I hear some animosity from my little slave? Did I ask you for your thoughts?!”
Luna felt her heart quicken as her sister towered over her. Her mane began to pulse with heat as she stared straight through her. A heat raced through her loins that she had not felt before.
Dreams were never as real as this.
Daybreaker pushed her head back before moving down to her nethers. She nipped at Luna’s teats, causing the other pony to moan and struggle against her fiery bonds. She trailed her tongue around Luna’s nethers, teasing her with slight touches of her outer lips. Luna could feel her hot breath against her sex, and she struggled to push against her sister.
Daybreaker smiled, backing off, and leaving the other mare to suffer on the mattress.
An evil thought entered the princess’s mind. Daybreaker concentrated for a moment, forming a curved dildo of pure fire magic. She trailed it along Luna’s thighs, feeling twinges of wicked pleasure as her sister flinched from its touch. Daybreaker moved it away from her sister’s haunches, before suddenly plunging it directly into her now sopping marehood. Luna practically thrashed against her bonds as the dildo entered her, immediately stimulating her g-spot from inside. The dull burn of the rod drove her insane, as her sister reached out, lapping at her clit in earnest. Luna found herself bucking her thighs violently off the bed, crying out as she came hard. Even Daybreaker stared in shock as the mare squirted powerfully, sending jets of her juices over the footboard of the bed, making puddles on the stone floor of her bedchambers.
Daybreaker toyed with her for over a minute, coaxing multiple orgasms from the pony before she settled back on the bed in a quivering puddle of flesh. Letting her illusion fade, Celestia climbed slowly into bed with her sister, drawing her close as she came down from her afterglow. She held Luna against her softly as the fiery bonds faded, releasing her sister. Luna turned against her sister, grinding their now drenched thighs together as the cuddled with each other. They held each other for a long time; Celestia clutching her sister tightly as she felt her heart slowly return to normal. She wrapped her white wings around her sister, clutching her tightly as the stared into each other’s eyes.
“That was the hottest sex I’ve had in a thousand years.” Celestia said, smiling at her sister.
“Me too.” Luna said softly.
Both ponies shared a glance before breaking out laughing.
“Did you, um, like being Daybreaker?” Luna asked.
Celestia thought for a moment. “I liked that you enjoyed it.” She said, rubbing against her sister’s thighs. She could still feel the cum-slicked fur between them. “I think you enjoyed it very much.”
“It’s nothing like a dream.” Luna replied, chuckling.
“I suppose you’re right about that.” Celestia said as she smiled. “Do you think you’ll still see her in your dreams?”
“No. There’s no need for her anymore.”
Celestia looked at her happily, nuzzling against her. Luna pushed against her sister softly, enjoying the intimate moment.
“Shall we make breakfast? I know a great recipe for some French Toast?” Celestia said.
Luna smiled back at her. “I would like that very much.”
Author's Note
For Dark Ryu's contest.
https://darkryu.com/april-2019-sibling-incest-contest-guaranteed-25-per-submission-300-grand-prize-3000-worth-of-rewards-prizes/
Ryu, no interest in prizes. I was intrigued by your contest and wanted to create something for it. Any prize money I win can be donated to your local Humane Society or Oxfam. Thank you.
