Conquered By Motherhood

“I know I should try and relax,” said Princess Luna, smoothing her dress as she sat on the edge of the wide, soft bed. “This is hardly the greatest challenge I have personally undertaken. It's silly of me to be so anxious, isn't it?”

“Terribly silly, Lulu,” says Celestia, examining herself in the mirror above the bedroom’s dresser. “You are a very silly mare, I'm afraid.”

Luna tossed a pillow at her sister, and Celestia allowed it to hit her in the back. “Perhaps you could support your sister in her moment of emotional vulnerability? For a change?”

Celestia sighed. “Luna, our wife has made every preparation, and we have limitless chances to re-attempt conception if it does not succeed this evening. There is no pressure upon you! Simply let Twilight Sparkle penetrate you with her long, lovely cock and fill you with her seed. Let this be enjoyable, even if it is also… pragmatic.”

Luna absorbed Celestia‘s words. “Hmm,” she said, “Very compassionate, Tia. Very supportive. Not bad for a first try.”

“Oh, and don't forget to cast a very complex spell while you're getting fucked,” said Celestia, turning away from the mirror to face her sister, “because if you screw that part up, you will ruin absolutely everything.”

Luna was brewing up a sufficiently acidic response when the bedroom door opened and Twilight Sparkle stepped inside. “Ready, girls?” she said, leaning on the doorframe and surveying the room with a sultry look.

“Oh, my,” said Celestia, putting her hand to her breast. “Is this the lovely, potent mare who’s going to breed us?”

“I believe it is, sister,” said Luna, rising from the bed. “That dress hides a thick, powerful stallionhood that with which she will consummate our marriage and make us heavy with child.”

“Oh, uh, actually,” says Twilight, her sultry facade falling, “I didn't give myself the penis yet… I can do that now, if you want…”

“It's quite all right,” said Celestia. “We’ll take the evening at our own pace.” She stepped over to the bed, standing beside her sister, and brushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders. “Just come to bed, my darling.”

Twilight joined them at the bedside, nervously tugging at the neckline of her dress. “I guess the sexy act didn't last long, huh?” she laughed. “I'm sorry. I want this to be fun, but I also want it to work, and… well, you know me. I'm not great at getting out of my own head.” She paused, chuckling. “Maybe I need a sexy, quasi-evil alter ego.”

“They're a bit of a mixed bag,” said Celestia wryly. “And don’t worry, Twilight - any evening with you is a treasure, doubly so if the evening is spent getting fucked by that lovely cock of yours. And if this particular evening is focused a bit more on conception and a bit less on fun, there is no place I would rather be, and no mare I would rather be with.”

Luna frowned slightly. “I was about to say something quite similar,” she said, “but my sister expressed the same sentiments well enough.” She clapped her hands purposefully, and in the same moment she magicked her clothes off her body. “If you have lingering worries, Twilight, then permit me to ease them.”

Luna, now bare, put a hand on Twilight’s shoulder and pulled her into an embrace. Their lips met, and Luna’s fingers slid down Twilight’s back, finding their way to her rump. As they kissed, Luna’s horn flashed and Twilight’s dress vanished, leaving the moon princess free to grope her wife’s bare bottom.

Luna guided Twilight Sparkle onto the bed, laying herself down with Twilight atop her. Luna grasped at Twilight’s soft round bottom with both hands, pouring heat and passion into the kiss, pulling Twilight deeper into her embrace.

Twilight felt another pair of hands on her back, then a pair of lips kissing the back of her neck. Princess Celestia embraced her from behind, tracing her fingers along Twilight’s hips and letting them drift upwards until they found her breasts. Twilight was sandwiched between the princesses - her wives - surrounded by their warmth and the scent of their skin. Her heart pounded - and she felt the pulse in her marehood, making the lavender lips blossom.

Princess Luna’s hand glided around Twilight Sparkle’s hips, discovering the wetness at the intersection of her thighs. Her fingers spent a moment there, probing her folds, drawing little moans from the Princess of Friendship, but Luna wasn't satisfied with that for long. She knew she wouldn't be spending much time with Twilight’s pussy this evening, and she wanted to make the most of the time she had.

Luna pulled back from the kiss and wriggled downward, putting herself face to face with Twilight’s marehood. Once again wrapping her fingers around Twilight’s asscheeks, Luna touched her tongue to Twilight’s pussy lips. She circled Twilight’s cunt with the tip of her tongue, holding her hips steady as the lavender mare began to buck.

“Luna,” gasped Twilight, “oh… ahh, Luna…”

Twilight felt Celestia’s hands leave her body - and a moment later, she was staring into the marble-white hips and glistening pink pussy of the sun princess. “Forgive me, dear, but it's awfully hard to get properly excited when you're just moaning my sister’s name. Let us put your tongue to better use, shall we?”

Twilight didn't need to be told twice. Princess Celestia's pussy had been a central fixture of her fantasies for most of her life, and the real thing exceeded anything she could have imagined. She dove in, eating Celestia's pussy with just as much vigor as Luna was bringing to hers.

But Twilight had a responsibility to both her wives - especially tonight - and the high-strung mare couldn't properly enjoy herself unless she was doing everything that was expected of her. She manifested a magical hand in front of Luna’s crotch, and sent its fingers exploring between her thighs. Luna gasped as the unexpected touch - but it took no time at all to discover its source, and then her mouth was back to work on Twilight’s pussy.

“It looks like we are all taken care of,” said Celestia, weaving her fingers into Twilight’s hair and stroking her behind the ears. “Ah, Twilight… as always, you are a devoted lover… my sister and I truly could not have asked for a better wife…” She pulled Twilight closer, wrapping her thighs around the lavender mare’s head. “I wonder, Twilight Sparkle, how long have you loved me? When did you first dream of diving between these milky white thighs and tasting my royal pussy?”

Twilight responded by vigorously lashing Celestia’s clit with the tip of her tongue - which was answer enough for Celestia. “Ooh, my most faithful student,” she sighed, “My darling, devoted wife… this pussy is all yours… yours to taste, to fuck, and to breed… I can hardly wait to feel that magnificent cock of yours, deep and hard within me, thrusting and throbbing and erupting with a potent batch of seed… Oh, Twilight, can you imagine it? How it will feel to hammer your long, powerful cock into my marehood… to feel it build towards climax… and know that your seed is gloriously potent…”

Celestia’s words filled Twilight’s pussy with an insistent heat, making her body shudder as she raced towards climax. She balled her fist, struggling to maintain her focus on the magical hand that was probing Luna’s pussy. She pressed the knuckle of one spectral finger against Luna’s clit, and willed the hand to vibrate forcefully against the glistening pink nub. Luna groaned in pleasure, lavishing affection on Twilight’s cunt, licking up and down her slit. She was losing control, moaning into Twilight’s pussy, her legs shuddering and her toes curling - and when she climaxed, she grasped Twilight’s bottom and lapped passionately at her clit.

Twilight ground her hips against Luna’s moaning mouth, quivering helplessly as Luna’s tongue went wild on her clit. There was no technique to what Luna was doing, just naked desire - but Twilight was so close that it hardly mattered. Twilight’s pussy clenched, pouring with nectar that spilled over Luna’s open mouth.

“Oh, Twilight, you lucky girl,” moaned Princess Celestia, “my sister is so good to you, isn’t she? She adores you, Twilight, she adores your pussy… and if she’s like me, she wants your big purple cock more than anything else in this world.” Her hips bucked, and Twilight’s tongue probed deeper into her cunt.

“But you can't fuck me,” said Celestia, “until you make me cum. Ahh, your tongue, Twilight… get my pussy good and ready, good and wet, make me cum, Twilight S-Sparkle…”

Princess Celestia came, and Twilight lapped up the nectar that spilled from the sun princess’ divine cunt. She licked it from Celestia's thighs, washing the alabaster skin clean with long motions of her tongue. When there was nothing left to lick up, she fell limp, joining her wives in the tangle of panting bodies.

But Twilight’s strength returned quickly - and her wives, who shared her royal stamina, also recovered within moments. Celestia and Luna sat up on the bed, watching Twilight expectantly. Twilight could feel their eyes on her crotch, staring into the empty space that her cock would fill.

“All right, girls,” said Twilight, licking her lips and putting on a confident smile. “I know that look. Those are the hungry eyes and drooling smiles of a couple princesses that are desperate to get fucked.”

Twilight drew in a long breath and focused power in her horn, recalling the spell that would allow her to impregnate the royal sisters. She didn't just need a big, hard cock this time; she needed a cock that came loaded with fertile seed. As her new stallionhood stretched and grew from her crotch, she shut her eyes tight and focused her mind on her balls. She pictured a swirl of thick white cum, loaded with tiny swimming sperm…

Her balls swelled to the size of oranges, and her cock stretched upwards until the flared tip brushed against the underside of her tits. When she felt herself stop growing, Twilight opened her eyes, expecting an appreciative reaction from Celestia and Luna…

But Celestia and Luna weren't there. Well, they were, in a manner of speaking, but a great deal had changed while Twilight’s eyes were closed. The supple curves of the royal sisters’ bodies had been replaced by powerful, toned muscles. Their gently waving, ethereal hair had changed: one had a mane of licking flame, the other of billowing darkness. And their eager smiles had become toothy grins, brimming with fierce, fiery lust. Nightmare Moon and Daybreaker were here, and they were here to fuck.

Daybreaker was the first to make a move, throwing herself at Twilight and wrapping her arms around her. Twilight, still adjusting to the sight of the princesses’ alter egos, was caught completely off guard, squeezed tight within Daybreaker's powerful arms. Daybreaker’s lips surrounded Twilight’s, and her tongue invaded Twilight’s defenseless mouth. Celestia's “darker half” must have been boiling over with desire, barely contained in Celestia's mind - and now that she was free, all that burning passion was flowing into that kiss.

Daybreaker pulled back and released Twilight from her embrace, grinning broadly when she saw how her kiss had stunned Twilight into silence. Nightmare Moon took advantage of her vulnerability, grasping Twilight’s scrotum and dipping her head to inhale its fragrance. “Ahh, that musk!” she growled. “The stallionhood of a lovely mare is a delight to all the senses. Perhaps it is my imagination, my love, but I feel as though I can smell the potency of your cum…”

Daybreaker wrapped her fingers around the head of Twilight’s cock, rubbing her thumb over the slit - and the combined affection of the beautiful, powerful princesses made Twilight feel as though she could erupt already.

“Twilight Sparkle,” said Daybreaker, “you must fuck me with this proud, towering cock… you must fill me with a huge and powerful load, and give me your foals…” she leaned down and gave Twilight's cock a kiss just below the flared head. “Oh, I wish I could taste it, my love… feel its warmth glazing my tits… let it splatter over my bottom… but my cunt needs everything you can give me.”

Twilight centered herself, forcing down her arousal in spite of the princesses’ affections. “Girls,” she sighed, “you're not really supposed to be here tonight. I'm trying to get my wives pregnant.”

“We are your wives, Twilight,” said Daybreaker. “I was forced to agree that emerging in the middle of the wedding ceremony would be poor form, but you married me as well as Celestia. And if you are going to breed Celestia, you may as well fuck the bigger, sexier version of her.”

“And besides, Twilight,” said Nightmare Moon, giving both of Twilight's nuts a firm squeeze, “it is not as though Celestia and Luna are missing out. They are not as separate from us as it sometimes appears; tomorrow, they shall remember the fun we had together. And those memories will be all the better, since they will remember being their greater, sexier selves.”

“Okay, but…” Twilight sighed. “Tonight isn't really about fun, you know? We're trying to get you girls pregnant. If you're looking for something buck wild, you might want to sit this one out.”

Daybreaker slid her hand down Twilight’s shaft. “The knowledge that we are to be bred by our beautiful wife is excitement enough. If it means bearing your foals, we can put up with an evening that is... less than utterly mindblowing.”

“And the spells?” asked Twilight. “Celestia and Luna won't be happy if you botch the fertility spells they took the time to learn. And neither will I, to be frank.”

“I swear to you, my love,” said Nightmare Moon, “we know the spells every bit as well as our counterparts. Perhaps you think of us as reckless, Twilight, and that would not be entirely unfair… but my sister and I have the power and focus to cast the spells flawlessly.”

“Well… okay then!” said Twilight. “So I can only breed one of you at a time, so who’s first?”

Nightmare Moon answered that question by swatting Daybreaker's hand away from Twilight’s cock and straddling Twilight’s thighs. Kneeling on the bed, the dark mare towered over Twilight Sparkle; her huge jet-black tits were right in the shorter mare’s face, and her lusty smile loomed above.

“I’ll have you first, love,” said Nightmare Moon. “My sister and I settled it in the dream realm. Best of one thousand and one games of rock-paper-scissors.”

Twilight raised a quizzical eyebrow.

Daybreaker sighed. “This sort of thing happens between highly competitive siblings,” she said. “Speaking of which, I am still suspicious that Nightmare Moon used her mastery of the dream realm to affect the outcome… but in the interest of our mutual goals, I shan't press the issue.”

“You see how far we have come, Twilight,” said Nightmare Moon, embracing Twilight and pulling her head into the darkness between her ebony tits. “Daybreaker and I get along wonderfully now, and we will bring this generous spirit to the task of motherhood. Once we bear you countless legions of foals, the three of us shall raise them in perfect harmony with one another.”

Twilight sighed when she heard Nightmare Moon boast about the “countless legions” of foals she planned to bear alongside her sister. She considered speaking up, but that would mean removing her face from Nightmare Moon’s cleavage. It was nice and warm in there, and Twilight’s cock was achingly hard; she didn’t want to keep herself waiting any longer than she needed to. And besides, that was probably just a bit of idle dirty talk; Daybreaker and Nightmare Moon knew they’d agreed to a sensible number of foals, and the two of them had been pretty agreeable lately.

“No more talk,” said Nightmare Moon. She stood, making the bedsprings creak with the weight of her towering, muscular form. “I’m taking that big purple cock, my love. Every wonderful inch of hot, hard stallionhood…”

She bent her knees, lowering her dripping pussy until it was touching the head of Twilight’s cock. “Ooh, Twilight,” she sighed, “every moment I go without this cock feels like an endless night…” She lowered her hips, taking the first few inches of Twilight’s cock and flexing her pussy to hold its girth tightly. “Tell me, Twilight, do you miss me when I am away? My immense strength, my glorious darkness… my tight cunt?”

Twilight fell back onto the bed, her cock still pointed straight up as Nightmare Moon impaled herself upon it. Pussy juice dripping down her shaft, she groaned in pleasure and clutched at her tits. “I do… I do miss you when you’re gone,” she moaned. “I love Princess Luna… but…”

“But what?” prompted Nightmare Moon. “You prefer me to Luna, my love?” She lowered herself past Twilight’s medial ring, clenching again to squeeze the fat purple shaft.

Twilight hesitated, whimpering as her cock trembled inside Nightmare Moon’s marehood. “Don’t… make me badmouth my wife…”

“Oh, relax,” said Nightmare Moon. She let her ass drop until Twilight was balls-deep inside her. “I am Princess Luna, my love. If you heap praise on my body - my physique, my pussy, my godlike power… you’re praising Luna as well.” She lifted her hips and let herself drop again, making Twilight moan. “And your praise may inspire me to ride your cock much harder…”

Twilight pawed at herself, groping her tits as she writhed on the bedsheets. “I love Luna,” she repeated, “But seeing her power unleashed is so hot… when I’m inside you, I’m fucking the Mare in the Moon, the ancient terror of Equestria, who brought on endless night… I can feel the same passion that made you a monster, but it’s all for me…” Nightmare Moon’s ass came down again, and Twilight shuddered as her cock was enveloped once more. “Ah, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have called you a monster, it’s just-”

“No, my love,” said Nightmare Moon, grinning down at Twilight as she once again lifted her body. “No, I’ve been called far worse, but from you? Even that nasty word is as sweet as honey. Call me whatever you wish, so long as you praise my power and fuck my deep, dark cunt.”

“I was… scared of you, when I was younger,” gasped Twilight, thrusting her hips to meet Nightmare Moon’s descending pussy. “Too scared to go out on Nightmare Night. When I saw a dark shadow, I thought that you were coming into my bedroom…”

“And now we are sharing a bedroom,” said Nightmare Moon. “And rather than frightening children, I will be bearing them. Raising them. When I make you cum, Twilight Sparkle, when your lovely cock erupts in a fountain of warm white seed… my fertile body will swell with our foals. My belly will swell with life, growing to such an immense size, filling with scores of foals, legions of foals, countless little ones… I will bear them all for you, my love, I will take on this burden to show you the depth of my love for you…”

Twilight drew a shaky breath, clutching at the bedsheets as she felt climax approaching. “Nightmare Moon,” she groaned, “We’re just having six, remember? Three for you, and-”

“I recall the conversation, Twilight,” said Nightmare Moon, cutting Twilight off with another downward slam of her hips. “Indulge me, love, in my idle dirty talk… I am aware of the arrangement you made with Luna, but I cannot get the image out of my head. I imagine myself gravid, heavy with a litter of your beautiful foals, countless in number… surely it arouses you as well, Twilight. When you think of me that way, my love, does it make your big, hard cock throb with need? Does it bring you closer to the explosive climax that will fill me with your potent seed?”

“Y-yes,” Twilight admitted. “It’s an irresponsible fantasy, but… being potent, making you and Daybreaker into broodmares, swelling you with my foals, it makes me… nnnghh…”

“Yes, yes!” said Nightmare Moon, slamming her hips down faster and harder. “Picture me as your beautiful black broodmare, proudly carrying your foals, made immensely feminine by your divine seed… oh, my love, only you can give me what I need… cum for me Twilight, erupt within me and fill me with your love…”

Twilight thrust her hips upward one last time, and she felt a lurch within her as her nuts tightened against her body. Her limbs went stiff, her teeth clenched, and a mind-shattering eruption of pleasure made her cry out in bliss. Nightmare Moon’s pussy clenched down hard on her throbbing shaft, tightening around it as cum pumped up its length.

“Yes!” cried Nightmare Moon. “Your warmth, your love, your potency! Cum for me, Twilight Sparkle, erupt within me, give me buckets of your miraculous seed so that I may grow large and bear you a litter to rival the…” Nightmare Moon paused, her heaving chest growing still as her breaths halted. She’d nearly forgot about the spell! The spell she’d conspired to alter, the spell that would truly give her a litter worthy of a Princess. She gathered power in her horn, recalling the complex spellcraft that she’d studied and adapted…

And then she felt her pussy clenching, throbbing with a force beyond her control. No, she only needed a moment more! She couldn’t let her climax stop her from casting the spell - even if it was nearly impossible to focus, even if waves of pleasure were drawing her deeper into mindless bliss… she was Nightmare Moon, a mare of mighty will and unbreakable conviction, and she would have what she desired!

The spell left the tip of her horn, flowing through her body and into her ovaries. Satisfied, Nightmare Moon allowed herself to give in to pleasure; she threw her head back and cried out wordlessly as pleasure pounded at her senses. When it came to an end, she drew a long, slow breath - and then collapsed onto Twilight, like a toppling ebony statue of feminine perfection.

And it took Daybreaker no time at all to move in and shove her sister aside, eager to take her turn on Twilight Sparkle’s cock. One hand had been in her pussy for some time, massaging her marehood as she watched Nightmare Moon ride Twilight - and she left that hand there, using her other hand to cup Nightmare Moon’s bottom and lift her off the long purple shaft. Lifting an Amazonian mare one-handed was quite a feat, but Daybreaker was the power of Princess Celestia unchained - so it was hardly any trouble for her to lift her sister and drop her onto an empty portion of the bed.

Daybreaker grabbed Twilight’s cock by the base, letting Nightmare Moon’s feminine nectar drip down her fingers. “Now you are mine once more, Twilight,” she said, squeezing Twilight’s shaft to confirm its stiffness. “And I intend to make good use of our time together. I trust you still have lots of cum for me? I will not settle for less than you gave my sister, Twilight, for I intend to bear you a litter just as large… if not larger.”

“I have… plenty of cum,” said Twilight, propping herself up on her shoulders and meeting Daybreaker’s eyes. “As for the ‘litter,’ though… don’t forget, we’re only-”

“Yes, yes,” said Daybreaker, with a roll of her eyes. “Celestia agreed to three. I would not forget, Twilight Sparkle, and I would do nothing that jeopardizes or happiness together. I am delirious with love for you, forever your devoted servant…” She lay back and parted her thighs, giving Twilight a good look at the glistening folds of her marehood. “If you’ll only make me your broodmare, Twilight, I will show you the depth, the power, the fiery heat of my love for you…”

Twilight pulled herself to her knees, getting ready to climb atop Daybreaker’s reclining body. “All right,” she said, “Trust me, I’m more than happy to make you my broodmare, just as long as you remember-”

“Oh, Twilight, do not become a bore!” said Daybreaker, running her finger up and down her pussy lips. “I love your precise, careful mind, Twilight, but you must not allow it to stand in the way of your pleasure. Or mine.”

Twilight bared her teeth in a cruel, snarling smile. “I am not boring,” she said, crawling across the bed until the head of her stiff cock dangled just above Daybreaker’s pussy. “I am a thoughtful and intelligent mare, and I use those qualities to bring my best to every task I undertake. Including the task of knocking up my gorgeous wife.”

Daybreaker laughed. “A fine idea, in theory,” she said, “But you cannot think your way into being a passionate lover. The same qualities that made you a faithful student and a diligent Princess may serve you poorly in the bedroom.” She reached down and grabbed the head of Twilight’s cock, lowering it so that it touched the lips of her pussy. “You must abandon thought, Twilight, abandon all worry and doubt. Become a beast for me, my love - a horny, rutting beast who desires only to empty her fat nuts and fill her broodmare with a lovely litter of foals…

”Well, I would just hate to bore you,” growled Twilight. She gripped Daybreaker’s shoulders, steadying herself on the bed. “So if it’s a beast you want, then I’ll just have to rise to the occasion.”

Twilight slid the first two inches of her cock into Daybreaker - and then she rammed the rest in, pounding Daybreaker’s pussy with such force that it even shocked the fiery mare. Daybreaker cried out in surprise - but surprise soon turned to approval, and she screamed for more. More, and harder, and deeper.

And Twilight was only too happy to provide it. The accusation of being boring had stung deeper than she'd like to admit - and fortunately, she had a straightforward way to prove Daybreaker wrong. Grunting through gritted teeth, Twilight lifted her hips and thrust again, giving Daybreaker's cunt a punishing pounding.

“Am I a beast now, Daybreaker?” growled Twilight, her face an inch from the other mare’s. “Am I the big-dicked, brutally potent mare that the great Daybreaker demands?”

Passion burning in her chest, Twilight kissed Daybreaker. Her probing tongue conquered Daybreaker's mouth, as her hips thrust again and again in the Amazonian mare’s tight pink cunt. Twilight was sweating, moaning, her nuts slapping against Daybreaker's thighs - she was giving in to the horny beast, and it felt good.

Twilight pulled back from the kiss, lifting her body so that she looked over Daybreaker. “Still think I'm boring?” she tanmted. “My broodmares don't speak to me in that way Daybreaker. You and your sister… you serve me. Your bodies exist for my pleasure, your wombs are vessels for my progeny…”

She reached down and grabbed Daybreaker’s tits, sinking her fingers into the soft gloves and massaging the fat pink nipples with her palms. “You will accept the divine gift of my seed, you will carry my foals, nurse them and raise them…” She clenched her fingers, squeezing Daybreaker's tits good and hard, jackhammering her hips into Daybreaker's cunt. “...and you will never… fucking… call me boring! Now tell me, Daybreaker… whose broodmare are you?”

“Twilight Sparkle,” gasped Daybreaker, her mane growing redder and hotter as her climax came nearer. “I'm Twilight Sparkle’s broodmare…”

Twilight rammed herself into Daybreaker. “Do you love her?”

“...yes, of course…”

“Do you serve her?” Another thrust. The bedsprings groaned in protest.

“With every heartbeat… every breath…”

“That’s right,” said Twilight. “The Princess of Friendship commands the greatest power in the universe. I am greater than the blazing sun,” she grunted, thrusting herself deep into Daybreaker. “I command magic itself.” Another thrust, deep and hard, making the bedsprings creak in agony. “How fitting, that I should conquer the royal sisters… subdue their wild and powerful dark sides… and put their bodies into service, bearing my… nngh… proud lineage.” Two more thrusts, and Twilight felt herself nearing the point of no return, her stallionhood throbbing and her nuts tightening. “Swear yourself to me, and I will give you the gift of my divine load…”

“Yes, yes!” cried Daybreaker. “I serve you, my love, I am conquered… enslaved by your love! Bind me to you, fill me with foals… I swear myself eternally… ahhh-”

Like her sister, Daybreaker had nearly forgotten her intention to cast the spell that would boost her fertility. In the last second before climax, she summoned the magical diagrams into her mind, made her alterations in lines of crimson flame, and sent the spell up into her horn. It flowed through her body, accomplishing its purpose… but as soon as the first wave of climax hit Daybreaker, she forgot all about it once more. While pleasure overwhelmed her mind, Daybreaker stared up in awe at Twilight Sparkle, still grunting and thrusting like a horny beast. The Princess of Friendship had never looked so powerful, so commanding; in this moment, she was truly the equal - no, the superior - of the royal sisters and their unchained power.

Twilight thrust again, hilting herself in Daybreaker’s pussy, and with a deep groan she climaxed. Daybreaker felt the flow of seed, pumping through the shaft, and she sighed with bliss as the warmth flowed into her. She felt as though she could feel the swimming of Twilight’s sperm, the movement of her eggs through the inner workings of her womanhood. It was purely imaginary, nothing but fantasy born of sexual frenzy… but the idea took Daybreaker’s mind to a place of perfect bliss.

But Twilight was still cumming. She kissed Daybreaker, probing deep into the mare’s mouth as her cock offered up gush after gush of warm white cum. When the last spurt had lurched from the head of her cock, her mind went utterly blank… and she rolled off of Daybreaker, pulling her slick, softening cock from the mare’s tight pink cunt.

And as she rolled off one sister, the other one was there to embrace her. Nightmare Moon caught her in arms of perfect ebony muscle, and Twilight rested her head on the mare’s big black tits. Daybreaker - already half asleep - rolled over and put her arm around Twilight, mumbling happily when her fingers found Twilight’s soft mane. They stayed that way through the night; sandwiched between two Amazonian mares, Twilight let herself drift into slumber.

But even in this perfect moment - held by two statuesque goddesses, listening to their powerful heartbeats - a thought nagged at her. Daybreaker and Nightmare Moon had been quite vocal about their desire for huge, irresponsible numbers of foals. Twilight had grown to love the royal sisters’ dark sides, but they did not share the wisdom or restraint of their other halves. Could they truly intend to…?

Twilight snorted, dismissing her worries. It was dirty talk, just like they had said. Nothing more. Surely.