Hyrulequestria

Ch.6

I woke up sometime later, my shirt a sticky mess, but nothing as bad as my pungent jeans which had somehow come undone and exposed my pussy to the air. Damn Nighty did a number on me. I’m still blinking spots of light out of my vision. Gathering myself up, I managed to put the book in the return box, which instantly vanished it, likely back to its rightful place.

From there, I staggered back downstairs to the living quarters and collapsed into bed, falling into a nap despite my sticky clothes. I was woken by Celestia shaking me and looking concerned. “Did sister go overboard?” I tiredly responded by rolling onto my back and squeezing one of my nipples, visibly re-soaking my shirt. “Oh yes, she did. Dang it Lulu, save the extreme modifications for later in the relationship.”

“Huh?” I shuddered as I started rubbing my virgin pussy. “So damn sensitive...also there are two horses outside wanting to fuck each other.”

“...That doesn’t really have anything to do with you but okay. Look, I’ll tone down the sensitivity. Sister might get a bit annoyed but you can’t just be a sexual plaything.” Celestia’s weak magic coated her hands and she started rubbing my chest, which of course started a whole gushing spasm to go through me, but the more she rubbed the less intense it was getting until it was just pleasurable rather than mind-blowing. “Better?”

“Y-yeah. I can actually think things beyond my tits. Thanks.” Being such a gushing whore might feel incredible, but I couldn’t live like that…and I would rather not have it so only my male form was able to think straight for more than a few minutes. “Now what?” I groaned while sitting up.

“Well, now I need to get the Kitchen in working order again. Master has let it decay all these years.” Celestia sighed.

“Oh, that’d be great. I’ve been cooking for Nightmare since we met...wait, since we skipped dinner last night, and breakfast this morning, why aren’t I starving right now?” I asked curiously, only for my stomach to finally declare it’s agony and I curled in on myself. “Food~!” I took a nipple in my mouth and started sucking desperately to satisfy the beast.

“Seem my sister also staved off your hunger.” Celestia sighed while getting up. “I’ll try and hurry with the repairs.” I couldn’t respond with a nipple in my mouth as I sucked from myself hungrily. I even decided to masturbate as I did so since it felt hot, and watching myself in the convenient wall mirror facing the bed turned me on more. Wait, is this narcissism? I mean, I guess? But I don’t care much about myself besides the fact I like living...so maybe not? Whatever.

Stomach sated and realizing I may have a self-sucking fetish, I got out of my sticky clothes, again, and put on clean ones, again, after quickly washing with a cold washcloth. That done, I decided to go and find the kitchen.

“So good~.” I heard moans from Nicole’s room as I walked back out. “So tasty~! That cute fox has such yummy cummies!” I blushed, figuring Celestia must have decided to feed her my cum. Then again, we haven’t been feeding her, have we? I didn’t do it, has Nightmare been feeding Nicole? I hope she hasn’t been starving...literally not sexually that is.

“Nicole do you need food?” I asked through her door.

“Maybe a sandwich.” The captive caribou huffed. “I can only live off of cum and berries for so long.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” I answered, at least knowing Nightmare has been feeding her, even if it is just berries. I walked over to the room near the stairs up to the first floor that was apparently the kitchen, finding Celestia cleaning up as I looked around. It seemed Nightmare had even brought everything from the bakery here since it looked like she ripped out the old stuff and put our own things in their places. “Did Nightmare say anything about why she replaced Star Swirl’s stuff with our own?”

“Nothing in detail, other than muttering about old nags and forgetting about normal people.” Celestia shrugged, sending her naked bosom bouncing as she returned to cleaning the cabinets. “That said, sister put together a very functional magic kitchen. Better than I remember her being able to. Then again she has had 1000 years to practice whatever she possibly could upon the moon.”

“I guess.” I chuckled fondly as I made Nicole a sandwich with the food stored in the magic fridge. I had a rather good stock of cured venison in there for just such meals. “Going to give Nicole food while you’re working in here.”

“Right. Be careful.” Celestia warned with a nod at my heaving bosom. Hm, those are rather obstructive and dangerous to have in a hot kitchen, better put on an apron whenever I get around to properly cooking, or at least try to do it while male.

I nodded before finishing the sandwich and walked back to Nicole’s door. I gulped as I opened it, finding Nicole relaxing on her bed and reading a book. I walked in, going around the bed to set the plate holding her sandwich down on the nightstand. “Oh hey, you’re that fox!” She called out when she looked up from her book.

“Uh, yeah,” I said nervously as I watched her undo her trousers, her fat balls out now and her sheathe within smelling distance. “Hmph.”

“Hm~.” She purred going back to reading as I stood there with her in front of me, displaying that tasty sheath and her succulent-smelling musky balls. She even giggled and wiggled a bit, making the apple-sized gonads bounce on her thighs.

“N-Nicole c…” I whined unable to take my eyes off her crotch. I took a deep breath, maybe the wrong thing to do, since it made it harder to resist. “Nicole, I have an addiction problem, and you have the Royal Musk. I don’t think I should indulge...too much.” I managed to force out, but it was getting harder not to get on my knees and give that delicious meat some love.

“Aw, really? I wondered why my partners got so scared after fucking and distanced from me. Also explains why my sergeant only fucked me once while the others got more attention. Then again she was an ass-only bitch, so it wasn’t any fun anyway.” Nicole pouted and covered herself back up. “Oh well, Celestia already took the edge off earlier.”

She gave me a look through that said she might be more into me now as I rushed out of her room and slammed the door. I whined as my body begged me to go back inside. I groped myself, shoved a hand down my pants and started jilling against the door, Nicole’s scent getting to me even as I kept myself from rushing back in and fucking that hot piece of meat.

“You know babe. Maybe it’ll help if you, y’know, actually get far enough I don’t do this to you?” Nicole suggested gently from inside, and I whimpered as I staggered across the hall to the bathroom, dumping myself into the tub and turning on the hot water, the raw need fading as I turned back into a guy.

“Shit! Hot!” I yelped, turning off the water and sighing. It’s only been a day. A single day of me being a gender-swapping weirdo and I’ve had to swap bodies several times to cope with the difficulties each one posed. Not to mention how many times I’ve had to change clothes.

“Why me?” I groaned.

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I was in the kitchen with Celestia after recovering from almost fucking Nicole, preparing a venison roast with carrots, potatoes, and herbs. I was even using some beer that Nighty had appropriated on one of her trips to give it a bolder taste and so the resulting drippings will make an awesome gravy.

“So where are you from? I haven’t seen any foxes in a long time.” Celestia asked me.

“Not here,” I replied casually, Celestia looking at me unamused. “Sorry, I mean not from this world. I was a hairless monkey thing called a human, then I woke up in the Everfree as a fox after an extremely long and drawn out drug trip that may or may not include alcohol.”

“Wait, how did you get to the Everfree from Canterlot without being caught then?” Celestia asked in bemusement, which also caught my attention at such a question, as well as the fact she wasn’t confused about my being a human before.

“Huh? I just woke up in the Everfree, stayed there with Nightmare for a while until we had to come here. Before that is just a blank for days.” I informed her in regards to my absolute lack of knowledge. Don’t do drugs kids.

“Strange. Even if you did stumble through the portal, the likelihood of you not being a pony on this side is immensely low, and Fiber Foxes are a very reclusive sub-species of Diamond Dog that prefer the forests rather than the caves in their secluded country of Canida.” Celestia commented mostly to herself, chopping onions to add to the roast before it will be put into the magic oven. The magic convection oven. Nighty makes good appliances!

“Huh...well I do have an unusual knack for getting around in the forest. I’m like a ninja from Naruto or something.” I commented with a chuckle.

“What is a ninja, or a naruto?” Celestia questioned in interest and I got filled with the powerful desire to inform her of every minute detail as a devoted fan of one of anime-slash-manga’s most powerful examples in media. Even if the protagonist is so stereotypical Shounen it’s cringe.

“Ah, where do I start?” I chuckled, before starting to ramble from the beginning, as in the actual beginning, when Princess Kaguya Otsutsuki brought the power of Chakra to the world and was defeated and splintered into nine tailed beasts...

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“...So it’s by this point that Naruto has met back up with Sasuke, the prick, and-AH!” I yipped from my place leaning against the counter and talking to an enraptured Celestia about the greatest ninja tale of all time, familiar hands as usual on me, both groping my embarrassingly feminine rear.

“Oh no, go on. Whatever you’re talking about it has my sister on the edge of her plump seat.” Nightmare teased us both with a chuckle, and Celestia pouted at being called fat when she managed not to gain weight over 1000 years of cake eating.

“I’m afraid that it would be a disservice for you to hear it towards the end as it feels considering the pace of the tale. I would very much like to try to ghost-write, or rather; ghost-illustrate this fantastic tale if you’ll allow me to get it drawn from your mind with Master or sister’s help.” Celestia declared excitedly, causing me to sheepishly rub my neck.

“Heh. well, there’s also One Piece and Dragon Ball.” I chuckled, my weeb powers showing.

“While you two are having fun, is the roast done already?” Nightmare asked, looking through the glass of the oven at the meal Celestia and I were cooking.

“According to the timer we set, it should still have a half-hour to cook, then an hour to rest, and then it will be ready to serve,” Celestia informed her overeager sister, who sighed in disappointment. “It’s not even dinner time sister, have patience.”

“Patience is for peasants.” Nightmare turned to me and a small squirt of water came from her horn, hitting me in the face and changing me to female. “I’ll just grab a quick nutritious drink before heading out.”

“Ah! Could you-mm~.” I bit my lip as Nightmare lifted my shirt and began drinking from my left breast. I cooed and rubbed her head until she moved to my right breast. After a bit, she finished and patted her trim stomach with a satisfied sigh.

“Thank you for lunch pet.” Nighty kissed me on the cheek and then vanished, causing me to wobble in a far-too-pleased state as I smiled dumbly.

“Ah~. She gets me so worked up~!” I moaned dreamily, horny again, but also pleased that I was able to serve my Mistress of the Night. “But that’s why I love her…”

“Wow...she has you on a leash for sure. Hold on.” Celestia put a hand to my head, her weak magic coating her hand. “No mind control, no magical suggestion...you’re just really weak-minded and weak-willed.”

“H-hey!” I whined, getting angry. “I…” I huffed, crossing my arms. “I know…”

“If it’s any consolation, you’re exactly my sister’s type.” Celestia held up her hands at chest height in a placating manner. “She loves needy...pathetic...weak...um….” Celestia buttoned her lip, realizing I didn’t have any redeeming qualities as a person. “Well...you’re a good cook?”

“Great...one success, and it’s not even a personality quirk.” I groused, my mood soured. “I’m gonna...go to my room.”

I marched out of the kitchen and back down the hall, feeling worked up still, thinking of Nightmare. I huffed as I passed Nicole’s room, smelling her as Nightmare was replaced with the cow, having me on my knees. I whined as I inched from her door, hearing the Caribou sleeping as I got past.

“Hm~,” I whined getting into bed and started masturbating, rubbing my hot pussy. “Oh~.” I moaned, feeling my fingers work, spreading and rubbing my labia as I tried to get myself off. Not having been born female and not having much sexual experience beyond drug-fueled flings, and vanilla with my bitch ex-wife, I was clumsy and it took a bit to figure out how my plumbing down there could be properly played with. But my tits were another thing, I pulled my shirt up and started sucking my left tit.

“Ah!” I moaned letting go of my tit in pleasured shock before bringing it back up to suck and enhance the pleasure that finding my clitoris had, sending a jolt up my spine. When I rubbed it with my thumb along with jilling my middle and ring fingers into my cunny, I got a sensation far more intense than any masturbation as a man ever did. “Hm~!” I groaned into my tit and my hips thrust as I seized up in orgasm and curled the toes of my paws.

“Oh~ Nighty~.” I moaned, idly imagining my girlfriend putting on a huge strap-on and fucking me like a wild animal. Oh god. I may be a man, but hot damn, I didn’t know I had such weird kinks. I guess, sometimes, it takes a huge change in your life to make you know more about yourself.

“Oh~! You want help~?” I heard Nicole call out and I vaguely remember I forgot to put the barricade back on her door. “Got any condoms babe? You look about ready to get some buns in the oven.” Nicole asked as she approached the nightstand, looking in. “Oh~ those fancy magic condoms. One of the few magic goods the King hasn’t banned, she actually promotes them.”

“Hm~.” I mewled as she dropped her pants and held up a clear rubber disk.

“Want to help me put it on or you okay with me doing the work?” Nicole asked playfully and I swallowed nervously. I may have sucked her dick on an addiction-fueled impulse, but even with her Musk enticing me, at this moment, I was nervous and uncomfortable with going right back for the drug. “Don’t worry babe, I get it. Might be for the best if I stick to vaginal if I’m gonna fuck out every girl’s brain when they suck me off.” Nicole grumbled with her ears pinned back.

I mewled as I got up and licked her sheathe, shivering from her musk, partly asking myself why I was risking it. Then I had worked her cervine glans out from her body and the moment I sucked on it, all concerns fled me. I groaned, eyes rolling back as I practically vacuumed her cock out of her abdomen, deepthroating her with ease and fingering myself as I indulged in the drug, even if it wasn’t nearly as powerful as the King’s.

“Fuck yes~!” Nicole growled, rubbing my head. “Oh~ you’re a great cocksucker! I hope you still understand me right now, I’ve heard besides Celestia; the King’s slaves are all mindless fucktoys.”

“Hm~!” I moaned, nodding slightly as I rubbed her balls and worked my throat on her slightly flared glans, my tongue practically wrapping around the base of her tasty penis. I patted her thigh and looked up at her to further confirm I was in control. This may feel good and taste great beyond reason, but unlike with the King, I can still stay aware of myself. For now…

“G-good~!” Nicole panted. “As much as I’d like to play with this addiction thing, I don’t want to mess you up or anger the others,” Nicole admitted, only to yelp and I widened my eyes at the sight of two, at the moment, scary black hands gripping Nicole’s DDs through her jacket.

“Good~. Because messing her up is my job.” Nightmare growled playfully as she ripped open Nicole’s jacket, sending buttons flying before she tweaked her nipples, the cow crying out and her cock throbbing even harder in my throat.

“Hm~!” I moaned as her musk flared and Nicole pressed me to her pubes as Nightmare played with her breasts. She let me go and I pulled back, gasping for breath and getting hotter at seeing Nightmare making out with Nicole, the cow practically putty in her hands. Uh...are her tits getting bigger? “Ah!” I squeaked as suddenly Nicole’s boobs, slightly bigger, started spraying me with milk, the cow convulsing and bonelessly leaning into Nightmare, who looked viciously pleased.

“Keep sucking!” Nightmare ordered me, bodily lifting Nicole up onto the bed so she was resting on her knees. “I want to see this cow baying in ecstasy!”

Not wanting to disobey my Mistress, I crawled back to Nicole and took her right back to the hilt in my throat, sucking and swallowing and licking as I fondled her balls-holy shit they’re bigger! Easily the size of softballs now!

“Fuck! Yes!” The cow moaned as my head got fuzzy. “I am your pet princess!”

“Oh~? Do you need my magic now?” Nightmare purred at hearing that.

“Yes! Please! I’ve never felt so good in my life!” Nicole declared desperately, her balls now the size of grapefruits and her cock seeming to go even deeper down my esophagus.

“Good. My girlfriend can be your little musk breather if you’re loyal to me.” Nightmare purred, “I have some plans for you once your sire is dethroned.”

“Anything! I’m yours~!” Nicole declared, her eyes being overtaken by shadows for a moment, and then she bayed in an echoing bestial high-pitched breeding bellow as she came like a fire hydrant down my throat.

“Glark!” I gagged as she held me on her, making me drink her load as I patted at her leg in panic. Nightmare smiled like she had won a victory and let Nicole abuse me. “Grah!” I begged as my belly ached from the massive load, looking nearly pregnant.

“She’s almost done.” Nightmare told me as the caribou slowly loosened her grip, letting me pull back and cover my face in musky cum. Which, due to its heat and as a liquid, was apparently enough to trigger my curse and I was suddenly an over-full male rubbing a gut and groaning as the musk effect suddenly vanished.

“No~!” Nicole whined begging as her cock bobbed. “I wanted her V-card!”

“So full.” I groaned as I rubbed my sloshing belly, causing Nightmare to chuckle, nuzzling Nicole before encouraging my cock to get hard with her magic, pulling my 10-inch member out of its sheath and bursting my button fly. Is it me, or does Nightmare enjoy destroying clothes?

“Now, for the first part of the plan to make you a viable candidate for the throne.” Nightmare chuckled, her magic tugging on my cock and pulling my balls through the fly. I groaned and panted, my dick getting even longer, thicker, my balls getting heavier, at least as big as Nicole’s. The cow looked at me in a bit of fear and excitement, her now head-sized leaky boobs swelling bigger in arousal as my dick stopped growing at 15 inches long and nearly 2 inches wide, not counting my knot.

“What do you need mistress?” Nicole asked with a panting voice, licking her lips as her pussy dripped her clear lube down her thighs behind her balls.

A pair of eyes glared from a purple doll that I just noticed was on the dresser in the corner of the room, seemingly unhappy with how events were unfolding. This is great, why would anyone disapprove, if weird as it is? Why am I hallucinating a glaring doll? There’s nothing there...

“There is no named heir as of yet. The laws of your monarchy are that any of royal blood can take the throne, but the ones with heirs already have higher approval by the public. Even if your government is an autocracy, you still rely on the support of your people. Also the older the heir is the better.” Nightmare purred. “While it will be a little risky, doing this sooner before any of your bastard siblings breed. You would have only the king and one other rival, as far as I have seen.”

“What?” I groaned as Nicole shivered, her breasts leaking faster, her cock throbbing more and leaking more pre, panting, she was looking about ready to rape me.

“Go now. Bear your heir.” At Nightmare’s command, I was officially whored out to be the sire of a country’s heir, and I was beyond okay with it for some reason as Nicole pounced, working her balls over me and spearing herself on my bitch-breaking cock with raw need to breed.

“YES~!” Nicole squealed as she took me, using her body to bounce on me urgently.

“Nightmare~!” I moaned looking to my lover with confusion and hope that she wasn’t abandoning me, only for her to return my gaze with lust and acceptance.

“This is better than having her sire the heir, and it will also tone down her scent a bit, just a bit. Also, this is part of my plan love.” Nightmare told me with a lick of her lips and a grope of her left breast. “I’ll leave you two to it, make at least one little fawn for our little future king here.” Nightmare winked at me and then vanished, leaving me and Nicole fucking like the horny beta-bitches we were, ordered by our mistress to do her bidding, and we both rushed to do so with pure devotion.

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“Fuck.” I groaned the next morning as I woke up alone, Nicole having left at some point as I slept off the incredibly intense sex. “What can I do now? I’m definitely sexed out.”

I got up and walked to the door wanted to maybe go outside and garden. Once out I saw the two horses in the stable...uh nuzzling each other. One didn’t have a head so it looked weird. Walking away from that I reached the garden area and found only an apple tree and berry bush, both having gone wild.

The ground for nearly a dozen feet away from the wall was tilled and I think seeds were planted from the looks of it. The dirt was a little dry though. “Hm, what do I have available for watering?” I hummed to myself, spotting a mountain spring’s creek nearby and a bucket left against the wall. There was even a watering can, so I essentially had two buckets, one for dispensing.

I took the bucket and can down to the creek coming from the spring uphill, and of course, the moment I dipped a bucket in, the water seemed to leap up at me, turning me female and I pouted. “Seriously? Ugh. I get it’s a curse, but I actually attract water? Whatever.”

I huffed as I started getting the water, pouring it into the watering can and lifting the full can up as well as a full bucket to refill it to reduce the number of trips I’d have to take. The weight was nothing to me, which was unusual since I’ve never been a strong person. I walked over to the garden and started using the watering can to wet the ground, and I blinked at seeing sprouts already budding. Whatever, magic I guess.

I started humming as I watched the magic seed start to grow. This was weird, but I’m a fucking water-activated chick right now so...yeah. I only really started to think something was strange when the plants seemed to move towards me by tilting their spouts, kinda like how plants follow the sun. “I hear Fiber Foxes are naturally attuned to plant life.” I looked up to see Celestia, thankfully finally wearing a strapless plain white sundress. She may be attractive, but it’s not right she couldn’t wear clothes before with that collar in the way.

“Really?” I asked in curiosity, holding a pinky to a sprout and smiling at how it curled around my little finger.

The echoing giggle reached my mind, not my ears, but it wasn’t distorted this time. I have no idea what is going on, but one plant turned purple. Hm, should toss that one, might be infected with something though it smells sweet. Also, why are lights showing up again? I looked around at the faint hints of balls of multi-colored light in the air, but when I looked at Tia to see her not reacting, I gulped and resolved to keep my obvious insanity hidden.

Sane people don’t hear giggling and see floating lights when nobody else does. Just grin and bear it John. Don’t screw your new life by admitting to being a basketcase.

“Yes, not as much as my strong Earth Ponies though. You should be able to do things on a small scale, unlike them, who can work the entire countrysides and imbue them with vitality.” Celestia declared proudly and wistfully at the same time.

“Uh…do the Caribou know of this or just put your talents to waste?” I asked as I poured the bucket into the can to refill it and keep watering.

“Of course not. They work my strong little Earth Ponies in the fields as literal slaves, force my swift Pegasi to tame the weather for them and try to curtail the pollution their invasion has caused, but have mostly sent them back to their country to start reducing the pollution. And then there are my inquisitive and intelligent Unicorns, their horns locked, magic bound to only specific tasks.” Celestia stated with deep sadness and despair, making me feel sad too.

“Oh,” I mumbled, unable to comprehend how horrible she must feel, her people subjugated as literal slaves to another civilization. “Well, with Nightmare on the job, and, uh...Nicole bearing an heir and increasing her validity to the throne when the tyke is born, we’re making progress.”

“Sure, if you mean replacing that little tyrant with an even bigger one is your definition of progress,” Celestia muttered as she looked off in the distance at the smog the tower’s localized weather system kept at bay.

“Huh?” I asked, looking back up at the otherwise usually motherly and kind mare.

“Did my little sister even tell you why she was banished to the moon for a millennium?” Celestia asked as she grabbed a hoe from against the wall and started tilling more ground. Was she the one who worked this before?

“No. I found her in a sticky situation, about to be raped by caribou and, well, saved her ass.” I explained as succinctly as I could.

“And I appreciate that and how your relationship seems to have helped her stabilize. But I can only hope and pray that she does not revert to the cruel, selfish evil she surrendered herself to.” Celestia said while making more planting rows in the dirt.

“What do you mean?” I asked as I finished up the last of the water I’d brought from the creek.

“She means I was a spoiled brat who lost my temper and absorbed my own Tantabus in anguish and fury.” I looked over to see Nightmare looking at the garden in contemplation, having appeared in her usual sudden manner. “I’ve had a long time to think things over. I understand your concerns sister, but I am not the same mare who you had to seal in the moon.”

“Yet you haven’t changed. Even though your behavior is quite similar to before your transformation, you’re also far more vindictive and manipulative.” Celestia said with concern.

“I seem to remember a time you burned a stallion alive for daring to touch your flank in public.” Nightmare dryly replied, and Celestia looked suitably ashamed. “We have both changed sister. I’m willing to leave the past where it belongs, for the sake of My Little Ponies.”

“Wait you burned someone?” I asked in shock.

“She did, and she did worse during the wars in the past. One time with the Gerudo nation she actually summoned a solar flare to ravage their lands and turned their paradise into a desert. Their descendents who were of those in caves or beyond the country’s borders don’t remember why they live in a desert, other than it has always been that way.” Nightmare said scathingly, causing me to shiver in fear at what equates to a magical nuke being dropped across the whole country.

“They were killing our people and that king wanted the Elements.” Celestia meekly replied as she continued working the dirt. “What should I have done?”

“Anything but commit genocide.” Nightmare hissed, clearly still upset about the act that was clearly way too long ago. “Whatever. Enough about that. What’s done is done.”

“Okay?” I mewled. “You two okay?”

“Drop it.” Nightmare demanded and I cowered in fear of upsetting my Mistress, who looked stricken as if somehow I had been the one to snap at her. She looked sad for a moment, then took a cleansing breath. “Sorry. Now then, why don’t you save some time?”

“Huh?” I blinked, then gasped as Nightmare magically lifted my shirt over my breasts and I went cross-eyed as something seemed to ‘pop’ in my breasts. “AH~!” I creamed myself on the spot, my milk spraying until Nighty aimed my tits at the bucket and watering can. By the time they filled up, I’d orgasmed a couple more times and was gasping for breath on my knees.

“Your milk will be far more nutritious than plain water, it will also fertilize the soil and help them grow faster. Remember that pet.” Nightmare cooed as she rubbed my head, scratching behind my ears.

“Y-yes...Mistress…” I panted out and then she was gone. My breasts stopped gushing milk after a few minutes and I groaned as I stood up, pulling my shirt back down. “What is her deal with my tits?”

“Sister has always had an appreciation for, especially buxom women,” Celestia commented with a fond smile. “I remember a time back when she and I were closer together...the fun nights we had.”

“Well, so long as you two aren’t making babies together, incest is wincest I guess.” I mumbled, getting to work ‘watering’ the garden with my milk, and I gawked as I watched the plants grow even faster. “Uh...is it supposed to be this fast?”

“I haven’t seen a fox work their innate magic before, so I wouldn’t know. This is indeed much faster than an Earth Pony, but it might be more to do with your milk, and would explain how the foxes of Canida can repeatedly grow back trees so quickly to replenish the losses their cousin’s logging causes.” Celestia put a finger to her chin in consideration. “Perhaps I could ask lactating Earth Pony mares to see if their milk has similar effects when I get the opportunity that is.”

The lights shifted and giggled as they played with the plants, the symbol of something appearing in a deep green one. It looked like two crescent moons covering a circle. It...resonated with me somehow. Looked appealing.

“Well, this is just weird. Magic is weird...and fun.” I huffed as I kept water/milking the garden. Well, technically not actually milking...maybe I need a new word for this? Fertilizing? Sounds kinky, but it seems appropriate. I milked myself two more times to fill the bucket and can in order to finish fertilizing the garden, and already it looked like weeks of growth had gone on. “Cool…”

“Indeed. Magic is amazing isn’t it?” Celestia rhetorically questioned as she put away the hoe and began sowing seeds in the section she finished tilling. “It’s nearly lunchtime and I think you skipped breakfast, mind making us all lunch?”

“No problem.” I gave a cheesy thumbs-up and headed back inside, blinking at the sight of Star Swirl’s skull on top of Charlise’s neck.

“Thank you for finally letting me borrow your skull Swirly. It’s so hard not knowing where my head went and being unable to speak.” Came an ethereal and raspy female voice from Star Swirl’s jaw.

“No problem...just oh, bring more of those scrolls you say you have stockpiled. I’m always looking to grow my collection~!” He declared far-too-sexually. Damn bibliophiles are weird.

“And it certainly has nothing to do with me letting you feel things for the first time in ages.” Charlise cackled playfully as she walked them outside, their conversation continuing as I went to the kitchen.

“Wow, this place is nice.” Said a pink mare in rags with long straight hair. She had a disturbingly blood-stained kitchen knife on her hip even as she was cutting up some of the roasts from what was meant for last night’s dinner for sandwich meat with one of our own knives. Hey, don’t do that, I have cured meat to...well, the cured meat will last longer so this is actually good.

“Who are you?” I asked worried. The mare yelped and grabbed the knife on her hip, going to a defensive stance. “Ah! HELP!” I shrieked as she pounced, holding the knife to my neck, her strength incredible, but we were both surprised when I pushed back, and we both yelped as I sent us tumbling, her knife skittering away as I ended up on top of her, our respectively huge chests smashing against each other and causing us both to blush.

“Uh...sorry about nearly cutting you?” The pink mare asked as Celestia rushed in, and sighed in relief.

“Good, nobody is hurt. I forgot to mention sister came back with another couple of refugees.” Celestia said as she went to go pick up the knife the pink mare had threatened me with.

“A couple?” I asked, not moving from where I seemed to have the pink mare pinned, and looked next to Celestia to see a gray-blue mare with purple straight hair wearing similar sack-cloth rags as the pink mare, and just as shapely, looking at us in incredible boredom judging by her expression. Did she have explosives strapped on her hips? “Uh...hi?”

“Boulder says no sex until you go on a date.” The gray mare blandly said as she held up a perfectly round rock the size of a baseball towards the pink mare who blushed even pinker.

“Sis no! I just got spooked and jumped her and…” The Pink mare mewled before she started laughing, her dark pink hair somehow getting lighter in tone and curling a bit. “Maud, you’re such a silly filly!” Then she looked back up at me. “Um, as nice as this position is, I’m not comfy down here, and, uh...I’m Pinkie Pie?”

“Oh, sorry.” I got up, helping the mare up with one hand, nearly tossing her into the air much to our mutual shock. “Sorry. Don’t know my own strength.”

“We’re used to strong people. Usually, they’re ponies though.” Maud blandly said as she looked Pinkie over, then accepted the blood-stained knife from Celestia. “This isn’t good for you sis.”

“I know…” Pinkie wilted, her hair once more going perfectly straight. “But after they…”

“This is a safe place My Little Ponies. You don’t need to worry about your former masters here, and the only caribou we have isn’t like most of them, aside from her incredible sex-drive.” Celestia insisted only for Maud to shake her head slowly.

“Oh, we weren’t slaves,” Maud told Celestia. “We were living in caves, Pinkie and Dad kept the cows at bay until Dad died yesterday of heart issues.”

“But they do have our other sisters, Limestone and Marble Pie. Nighty said that I had something important to do, but I can’t be happy like she says I need to be if my sisters, mom, and the Cakes are all being...being…” Pinkie started tearing up, choking on sobs as Maud calmly pulled her into a hug.

“You need to be happy?” Celestia mumbled, but then her eyes widened and she gawked at the crying mare. “Oh...Oh dear. You go rest Miss Pie, we’ll get your lunch ready.” Maud nodded at the Princess and guided Pinkie Pie away, Celestia then quickly closed the kitchen door when Maud managed to wordlessly convince Pinkie to leave the knife with her and go to whatever room they took over, the stony mare remaining with us.

“Uh...what?” I asked I looked between Maud and the Princess with confusion. “What is going on here? I get bringing them here for their safety, but why, specifically, does Pinkie need to be Happy? Not that I don’t want her to be, but why is it so important?”

“Sister has always been a shining beacon of Joy and Laughter. That changed when the Caribou came, chased us from our home. They took our mother and sisters, only Dad and I got away. We managed to reach Ponyville only to find them under siege. I had to drag Pinkie away from the bakery as they took our aunt and uncle too. We spent years on the run, living in the wild, in caves. Dad taught us how to survive, but then a month ago, dad’s heart couldn’t take it anymore.” Maud informed me as blandly as if she was reciting a script, but I could tell by the pinpricks of tears in her otherwise stoic eyes that she was feeling incredible pain.

“Oh...sorry,” I said while averting my eyes from her own nearly dead-looking ones.

“So you understand already, the importance of your sister to the land?” Celestia questioned of Maud who looked at Celestia.

“If she isn’t a Sage, I don’t know who is. Even now, after years of isolation and living off the land, she still finds reasons to smile.” Maud declared and I was still confused.

“This hasn’t explained anything.” I scrunched up my snout in irritation.

“John-.” I held up a hand to stop Celestia.

“Call me Robin. It’s gender-neutral at least.” It would also help me feel less awkward for people to call me by name when female. Besides, both of my bodies are great, being John and Jenny would be too much work though. The playful lights seem pleased somehow. What is with my mind and these disembodied giggles and lights?

“Robin then. The Elements of Harmony are what we’re talking about. They are Honesty, Kindness, Generosity, Laughter, Loyalty, and Magic. I had my eyes on six specific little fillies who had the potential to become the Sages when the caribou invaded. I didn’t recognize her with over a decade of time has passed, but Pinkie Pie is the Sage of Laughter I had my eye on back then.” Celestia declared with certainty.

“Oh...so the Elements making some air barrier in the Everfree are more than a weather system?” I asked curiously. Nightmare didn’t tell me much about the Elements, just that they were what banished her and they were very powerful.

“Yes. That was my last-ditch effort to try and save my country, my people. They were too young, and I couldn’t possibly get to them in time as they were spread across Equestria. So in my desperation, I made a plea to the Elements, to protect My Little Ponies. Instead, they shattered and cast the smog out of the Everfree and caused any complex machinery to fail upon trying to enter. In a way, I suppose the Elements at least tried, even if it was only the center of the nation and one unpopulated at that.” Celestia groused in shame.

“Like the zeppelin, I found my rifle from?” I asked, then idly remembered I had to do maintenance on it to make sure it would keep working.

“Yes, and I can assume the forest is where Nightmare found you?” Celestia asked Maud who nodded in confirmation.

“Yes. The air was clean, but the beasts were dangerous. We always had to keep moving whenever one decided they wanted our home as their home.” Maud stated. “The Undead protected us at night though. They kept the monsters and beasts away, even fought them off.”

“Then my gamble at least helped one of the six who could potentially save our people. I’m surprised sister even knew about Pinkie Pie.” Celestia mused, only for the kitchen door to open and in poked the head of a little yellow filly with light red hair.

“Uh...is this the kitchen?” It is getting a bit crowded here…