Nice and showered now, fresh as a daisy, Cadance set off in search of her final quarry: Pinkie Pie. With only one more pony to go, she was feeling quite confident in the success of her wifely mission.

That confidence eroded somewhat, however, when she arrived at Sugar Cube Corner and discovered that Pinkie wasn’t even present. An unnecessarily lengthy conversation with Mrs. Cake – amid many anecdotes about baking and raising twin foals – had eventually gotten around to the point: Pinkie wasn’t there because she’d gone off to run a young colt’s Cutecenera. It took even more conversation to finally tease out of the mare just where this Cutecenera would be held – the foal’s home, which was naturally all the way on the other side of town.

Thankfully, though, having wings did have its advantages. She was able to cross a town the size of Ponyville in just a few minutes, landing just outside the house in question. Luckily for her, it seemed the party hadn’t started yet. Even in the name of love, it would be unbearably rude to interrupt a young colt’s Cutecenera. But when Cadance went in through the open front door, she was easily able to find Pinkie Pie.

As a matter of fact, Pinkie found her. “Oh, there you are!” Pinkie said. “I’ve been waiting for you for like forever.”

Cadance felt like she should have known this might be a little strange, but she couldn’t help asking: “But ... how did you know I was coming?”

Pinkie laughed. “Duh! My tongue was floppy, and that always means a visit from out-of-town royalty.”

“It ... does?” Stopping in her tracks in the middle of the house’s big living room, Cadance stared and blinked at the strange pink mare.

“Uh-huh! And I knew that Celestia and Luna were busy with that conference with the griffons, so that really only left one out-of-town princess who it could be: you!” Pinkie hurried from one side of the room to the other, hastily putting up decorations and setting down a large cake ... which she promptly ate in one bite. “Mmm!” she said as she swallowed that down. “Oh! That, and also Rainbow Dash told me.”

Oh. Well that made much more sense. “So... Did Rainbow Dash tell you why I’ve come?”

“She tells me everything,” Pinkie said with a sly look.

And what was that supposed to mean? Just how much had Rainbow told her? Surely not everything, right? Cadance had to assume that at the very least, Rainbow had left out what happened after Cadance left. Or did Rainbow even share her Luna-fetishizing fantasies with Pinkie? It left Cadance in an awkward position. Where should she start her request without knowing quite what Rainbow had told Pinkie ahead of time?

Pinkie, meanwhile, had already moved on to other things. “Amethyst!” she called out into the next room. “Amethyst!”

A cute lavender unicorn mare came out from the back room, bedecked with false wings and obviously in the middle of trying to straighten out her mane. “What now?”

“You can skip all the royal treatment stuff and go home now,” Pinkie told her. “It turns out that I was right: ‘Princess Twilight’ won’t be needed after all. We’ve got the real Princess Cadance to do it!”

Amethyst rolled her eyes and went back toward that room. “Fine. But I’m keeping my booking fee!”

Cadance turned toward Pinkie. Or tried to. It wasn’t easy to keep focused on Pinkie’s blur of activity as she set up the impending party. “So...” How should she phrase this? “What exactly is the ‘royal treatment’, and just what is it that you’ve ‘got me’ to do?”

Pinkie grinned wide ... even wider than usual. “Oh, don’t worry. You’ll be a natural at it. It’s right up your alley!”

* * *

Cadance waited impatiently. It was hot and cramped inside this cake. Or, rather, inside this cake-shaped box smothered with a thin layer of actual cake. Just how long would it be until Pinkie wheeled the contraption out into the party and Cadance could finally burst out of it? At least Pinkie had seen fit to give her some air holes along the bottom of the enclosure, which helped make it a little less suffocating inside.

It had turned out that the ‘royal treatment’ Pinkie had arranged for this colt’s Cutecenera had been to hire a stripper to doll herself up and look like one of Equestria’s four princesses as closely as possible, then come out and dance, and then ‘entertain’ all the young party guests. Pinkie had been quite unclear about what ‘entertaining’ actually entailed.

That was no problem, though. Cadance had her own ideas about what it meant to ‘entertain’ them, and she was sure that her own ideas would be more than enough.

If only it would finally happen, though! She was supposed to dance seductively once she came out of the cake, and that was going to be difficult indeed if she was just a big mess of cramps and stiff joints by the time she finally got her chance! This cake had not been designed for a mare of her size.

Thankfully, it seemed that time would be coming soon. “And now for the royal surprise you’ve all been waiting for!” Pinkie’s muffled voice said from the other room.

Soon, Cadance felt the low trolley the cake had been built on begin to move. One of the wheels was squeaky, which sort of ruined the effect – she liked her entrances to be perfect – but there was nothing she could do about that, was there?

A moment after the cake stopped moving, a slow and melodic, soothingly erotic music began playing. That was her cue!

Even though she was more than ready to get out of that cake, Cadance made a proper show out of slowly ‘bursting’ from the cake. After all, these young ponies wouldn’t know who to expect coming out of the cake. Teasing them with little glimpses of pink fur and candy-colored mane would build their anticipation.

She timed her big reveal with one of the heavier beats from the music, rising up spectacularly, with bits of cake and icing showering down away from her. That didn’t matter. This cake wasn’t for eating anyway. Pinkie had made a whole different cake for that. This one was only for entertainment.

As Cadance was revealed to the room, the room was revealed to Cadance ... and it truly took her breath away what Pinkie had done with the place. When she’d arrived, this had been an ordinary home’s living room, if a little larger than usual for a town like Ponyville. Now ... now it had been transformed into an exotic oasis, draped with flowing silk curtains, festooned with gold and silver baubles, lighted only with special lanterns that provided ever-changing patterns of light and color. Pinkie had really outdone all of Cadance’s expectations.

Luckily for Pinkie, Cadance would be more than capable of living up to that. When she really put a little effort into it, she was even able to extract herself from the cake’s enclosure gracefully and alluringly, holding herself above the frosting with her wings and a little touch of magic. Once she was properly on the floor – with a half dozen young ponies staring up at her in amazement – she began her seductive dance.

Really, it wasn’t that much different than an ordinary stripper’s dance – the kind she gave Shining Armor at least a couple times a week – the only difference was that it was slower and more sensual. Taking her cue from the décor and the music, she kept the gyrations of her hips slow and smooth, she slid her hooves over her own body gently, and when she turned her tail toward the small crowd of admiring young ponies she did so delicately and teasingly, rather than the lewd displays she might have given her husband in the same situation.

It seemed to be working quite well so far. She held her entire audience in rapt attention. “Wow!” a gray colt said, “she looks just like Princess Cadance! You’re the best, Pinkie Pie!”

“She’s really pretty! Who is she?” a pink filly asked.

Pinkie shut down that line of questioning. “Sssh!” she said loudly. “That’s a secret! You just call her Cadance, okay?”

“Okay!” the fillies and colts said in unison.

Pinkie grinned and edged her way out of the room. “Now you good colts and fillies enjoy ‘Cadance’, okay?”

As Cadance danced, she worked her way closer to the wide couch where most of the fillies and colts were sitting. It looked like all of them had their cutie marks, which meant she’d be able to take a bit more liberties with them ... probably why Pinkie had agreed to have such a show for them in the first place. Whoever the Cutecenera colt was, he must have been the last one of his friends to get a cutie mark ... or maybe all the blank flanked colts and fillies had been sent home before this part of the party.

Who was the colt of honor, though? Well, only one way to find out... “So,” she said, sauntering toward them and licking her lips, “who’s the special colt who just got his cutie mark?”

“I am!” the gray colt said enthusiastically. He fluttered up from the couch for a moment on buzzing little wings before flopping back down again.

She came closer and smiled sweetly ... but also with a bit of sly promise. “And what’s your name?”

“I’m Rumble, and I just got this awesome chef’s cutie mark! I’m going to be the best chef ever!” He turned to the side, showing off his flank, which now had the mark of a white chef’s hat on it.

“Oh my, that’s wonderful!” Cadance came even closer to him. “Tell me, Rumble ... have you ever been with a mare before?”

His jaw dropped, and he just stared up at her for a few moments. Finally, he managed to shake his head no.

“Well then this is going to be a very special day for you – the colt of honor gets first dibs!”

Rumble’s lips trembled. “F-first dibs on what?”

She smiled. “Let’s just start with a little blowie, okay?”

Once again, his jaw dropped. He wobbled a little bit on the couch cushion as if he was dizzy. And the way he was sitting – with his hind legs tucked up underneath him – wasn’t exactly conducive for what Cadance was planning.

“Just sit back and relax,” she told him, pushing his chest back with one hoof. “I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

He went along with her push easily enough ... all the way to the point where he flopped backwards, his back leaning against the backrest of the couch and his hind legs sprawling out in front of him.

Now that was more like it! Cadance grinned down at him in genuine joy. Spreading love throughout all of Equestria was her life’s purpose, after all. Getting to introduce a brand new colt into the world of love was a very special treat, and one she always thoroughly enjoyed. Rumble certainly wouldn’t be any exception to that. He really was quite a cutie. In this position, his belly bulged slightly outward, making his whole body look kind of rounded, and his cute little balls hugged tightly up against his body just below his dainty sheath. So adorable! Apparently, her dancing hadn’t been enough to get him to slip out of his sheath ... or maybe he’d been restraining himself. No worries – she’d see to it quite soon, making sure this little colt’s cock came out to greet the world on his Cutecenera day.

And how would she accomplish that? The old fashioned way, of course. She lowered her head, nuzzling down between Rumble’s hind legs. Not quite to his balls yet – instead, she rubbed her cheeks against his inner thighs, let him feel her breath, inhaled his clean young scent. When she finally kissed the tight curve of one little gray nut, Rumble yelped in surprise ... but then whimpered a little in pleasure. Oh yes, she’d done quite a nice job of making him anticipate what was coming. Now it was time to really get him going.

Nopony could devote quite the loving care to a stallion’s balls that the Princess of Love could. And since she was so much bigger than this colt, she was able to take it even further than she usually did. It was no challenge at all to stretch her lips around his tight little package and suck both cute little balls into her mouth at the same time. She rolled those lovely little smooth balls of his on her tongue, moaning slightly in unfeigned pleasure. He really was so cute, the way he was looking down at her with wide, quivering eyes.

And, of course, it didn’t take long for his body to respond to her skills. Rumble’s cock quickly began to emerge from his sheath. Just the cute little pink nub of its tip at first, but that was enough for Cadance to work with. She kissed each of his balls one last time before slowly gliding her tongue up from them to his sheath ... and then to the emerging tip of his cock.

Rumble gasped when she first made contact. It was so obvious that he’d never felt anything like this before ... and that just made it all the more fun for her.

As his cock grew and stiffened, Cadance eagerly tongued each new bit of his cock that she gained access to, down the mottled pink section, past his medial ring, and on to the darker gray base of it. When he’d finally grown to his full size – which actually wasn’t too bad for a colt his age – she looked up at his face. “Are you ready?”

“R-ready for what?”

Oh, why not just surprise him? He was sure to look so cute! Grinning as she rubbed her face up the side of his cock, Cadance looked up at him. “This.” She plunged down on his tip, easily taking all of his small, coltish cock into her mouth, taking him down to the hilt in one easy go. After all, he was barely even long enough for his tip to enter her throat. Nothing to worry about, not compared to what she was accustomed to.

It sure made a big impression on Rumble, though. She’d kept her eyes on him the whole time, just to see the look of bewildered pleasure there. He was even letting his tongue hang out a little! Why didn’t she play around with colts more often? This was so much fun!

As she started bobbing up and down on his cock, though, she already began to feel the tell-tale swelling of his tip. With a full-grown stallion, that flared tip might have been blocking off her airway, but that wasn’t a problem with Rumble. It was just enough to finally really fill the entrance of her throat, to make her feel like she was really doing something. The problem, though, was that she had much more in mind for him, and she wasn’t about to place all her bets on a young virgin having quick refractory period.

She pulled off of him, then looked to the filly next to him. A lovely little pink young mare with a pretty tiara. “How about you? Would you like a try?”

“Me?” the filly said. “But I don’t even have a—”

Cadance had the filly turned over and her muzzle down between the filly’s legs before she could even finish speaking. And soon enough, that filly learned that Cadance was just as good at licking pussy. She reveled in the filly’s fresh little entrance – so silky-smooth, so plush and warm, and so very eagerly winking!

Even as she gave this little filly her best, she could see out of the corner of her eye that Rumble was getting very antsy. For the moment, though, she ignored him. Even though he was the colt of honor today, and even though it pained her to leave anypony so visibly unsatisfied like that, it would be for the best. She wanted him to recover a little bit, enough that he could really enjoy what was to come next ... and maybe even give her enough time to enjoy it as well.

This pink filly was certainly enjoying things, though! Cadance had quickly picked up on just how sensitive the filly was, and though it meant Cadance had to take it a little easier than she otherwise might, it also meant that she was able to bring the filly close to climax in mere moments. Nopony could best the Princess of Love’s skills. Playing with a filly as sensitive as this one would be a challenge for most – it would be all too easy to overstimulate her. But it was no challenge at all for Cadance. She gave just the right amount of nuzzling the soft pink outer lips, just the right depth of teasing her tongue inside the entrance, just the right pressure of kissing near the clit, but never quite on it. No, that would be too much. And with this filly being so sensitive, it would only take a bit more of—

The filly came – quickly, unexpectedly, explosively. Warm marecum splattered Cadance’s muzzle all the way up to her cheeks. Her every breath was full of the smell of what might very well be the filly’s very first orgasm. She pulled back quickly, giving the filly room to writhe against the couch and squeal.

And oh, did she ever have all the other young ponies’ attention! Besides Rumble there were four other colts and one filly. Rather small for a Cutecenera, but Ponyville was a small town. The important thing was that all of them were staring at her in rapt attention. And now that Rumble’s cock had subsided from flaring and ready-to-burst to just achingly hard and needy, Cadance was ready for the next part of her little plan.

She turned around, presenting her hind end to Rumble right in front of the couch. But she didn’t look at him or say anything to him. It would be so delicious if he just saw his opportunity and took it all on his own. To the other fillies and colts staring at her, though, she said, “Okay – everypony who hasn’t had a turn yet, gather around!”

In no time, she had four little erections and one dripping pussy in front of her, ready to go. How lovely! Such a buffet of adorable foals, all of them waiting for what might be their very first taste of real pleasure. It was hard to choose between them all! But while she could only give her mouth to one of them at a time, thankfully she had a few other tricks at her disposal. Choosing to begin sucking on the middle colt’s cock first – completely at random – she made sure that all four of the other young ponies would stay entertained with the touch of her magic caressing every last part of them: cock, balls, pussy, teats ... all engulfed in the tingling blue glow of her magic, each part of her spell tweaked perfectly for maximum pleasure.

Still, though, she didn’t do anything for Rumble, who was still on the couch behind her. Now that she was bending her head down low to service the other colt’s cock, it would be making her rump stick up even more. And after all the teasing she’d had since she came to Ponyville, her tail was high over her back, her juices were dripping down one thigh, and her pussy was winking like crazy. Surely he’d get the message soon, right?

It took longer than she’d thought it would. By the time Rumble tried anything, she’d already switched to licking the filly, then sucking a third colt’s cock. Just as she switched to the fourth, though, she felt Rumble’s little hooves on her hips.

Finally! She cooed agreeably around the small cock in her mouth, her pussy winking even more in anticipation.

There was more than a little fumbling at first. Even though being on the couch behind her put Rumble at just the right height, he was still a very inexperienced and very over-eager young stallion. She felt his warm tip prodding here and there between her ass cheeks before it finally met her pussy in mid-wink.

Instantly, he plunged inside, hilting himself inside her pussy. At first, she almost thought he must have slipped and fallen forward onto her. But she was quickly convinced otherwise when she felt him start to hump furiously against her, putting absolutely everything he had into pumping his little cock in and out of her.

Wow – he sure wasn’t giving her any time to warm up! But in her current state, that was all the more to her liking. She moaned a little around the cock in her mouth, pressing back against Rumble’s frantic efforts, making it abundantly clear that she was enjoying it and wanted more.

And Rumble was ready to give more! He pounded her tirelessly. Honestly, the sheer amount of energy he was putting into it could actually be enough to make up for his very small size. Her pussy squeezed around his little shaft eagerly, begging him for more.

Cadance was actually getting there. She could feel the warm, tingling pressure building up inside herself. Her inner walls squeezed down on Rumble’s flaring tip as much as they could. It was almost almost enough...

But not quite. Just as she was almost there, Rumble hilted himself completely inside her ... which filled her about a meager halfway. Trembling, he clutched her hips with both forehooves. His little cock unloaded inside her with a series of short gooey spurts, and he let out a little groan before collapsing against her back.

Still, she had a job to do, even if it looked like she wouldn’t be getting off from this either. Cadance kept working on the four colts and one filly in front of her, giving them all she had, getting them really close. Even as Rumble’s sloppy cock slipped out of her pussy, she managed to get a couple of the other colts to start flaring. She switched to using just magic on all of them, holding her mouth open with her tongue out, ready to catch everything they could give her. If she couldn’t have the satisfaction of a good orgasm, at least she could have the satisfaction of getting her mouth splattered full of colt cum!

The problem was, Pinkie chose that moment to come back in the room and check on everypony.

“What?” she said, her jaw literally dropping to the floor. “What are you doing? You were just supposed to dance for them!”

Oh. Oh... Sheepishly, Cadance let her magical glow fade. She stepped out from under Rumble, holding her tail tightly against herself to hide the little bit of cum leaking out. “I suppose there was a ... misunderstanding about just what ‘entertaining’ would entail.”

Pinkie shrugged it off and rolled her eyes. “I should’ve known. Oh well, at least I got my money’s worth!”

Cadance squinted. “But ... you didn’t pay me any money.”

“I didn’t pay you any money.” Pinkie winked at her. “But I still paid Amethyst’s fee, and she gave me a nice royal experience in the back room, if you know what I mean.” The series of increasingly exaggerated winks Pinkie gave after saying that made it quite clear indeed what she meant.

Cadance sighed and shook her head. “So ... that’s it?”

“Well, until you bring your hubby here tomorrow!” Pinkie gave another hugely exaggerated wink.

“Tomorrow?”

Pinkie nodded. “Well, sure. The day after that, Rainbow’s going off to do a Wonderbolts tour, Rarity’s taking Fluttershy to Manehattan to work on her fashion line, Twilight has her Twilight Time with the fillies and colts, and Applejack’s always super-busy. So you already arranged everything for him to be here tomorrow, right?”

Cadance said nothing. This was going to require some Princess of Love tier logistics...

But as Pinkie bounced off on some other business, Cadance felt a tug on her mane. It was Rumble.

“Um, Miss?” he said. “Cadance? I mean, I know you’re not the real Cadance, but that’s what we’re supposed to call you, right?”

“Mm-hm?” she said. She had to admit, she still felt a little nice and warm inside after what he’d given her. It hadn’t been enough to get her off, but it had certainly been better than nothing.

“Well, um, my brother told me about how this stuff works. Are ... are you gonna get pregnant now? Am I going to be a daddy?”

She almost scoffed at him. Impregnating an alicorn was no simple task, and very few stallions out there had the right magic to make it happen. It was very unlikely that this colt would have that magical touch. Unlikely ... but possible, actually. Who knew? “Maybe.” She winked at him. “Just don’t tell my husband, okay?”

And speaking of her husband, she had better get going... She had some serious logistics to work out to get him all the way from the Crystal Empire to Ponyville by tomorrow!

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