Sharing with Twilight's Friends

by dirty little secret

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Sex, Fetish, Filthy Rich, Random, Shining Armor, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Princess Cadance, Zephyr Breeze
Length: 31060

Cadance is on a mission to convince all of the mane six to have sex with her husband. And she'll have to do an increasingly racy set of sexual favors for each of them in order to win them over to the idea.

Cadance is on a mission to convince all of the mane six to have sex with her husband. It’s the only way to make things even after she had so many extra ponies while he took care of Celestia. She'll have to do an increasingly racy set of sexual favors for each of the mane six in order to win them over to the idea. Well, except for Twilight, of course. It’s never very difficult to convince Twilight that fucking Shining Armor is a good idea.

Cover image by dumddeer.
Contains...
Chapter 1 - no clop
Chapter 2 - skintight clothing, voyeurism, masturbation
Chapter 3 - lingerie, modeling, light public use, light lesbian & straight
Chapter 4 - blowjob, ball worship, Zephyr Breeze
Chapter 5 - premature ejaculation, prostitution-ish goings on, audio voyeurism
Chapter 6 - free use, blowjobs for everypony, impregnation teasing, foalcon, lesbian & straight
Chapter 7 - orgy, reverse gangbang, lesbian & straight, sibling incest, roleplay, licking throat bulge, possible pregnancy, possible incestuous pregnancy, hornplay

Published 2021-02-06 18:50:03 UTC
Last updated 2021-02-11 20:46:17 UTC

Chapter 1 - Twilight

Cadance looked imploringly at Twilight. “So do you think you could do it? For me?”

“So let me get this straight...” Twilight stared at her in obvious disbelief. “You actually want me to fuck Shining Armor? Like, for real? You're sure this isn't some kind of bizarre joke?”

Cadance gulped. “Um... Yes?”

“Yes!” Twilight jumped in glee. “Finally! We haven't done it since I was a filly, and I was starting to think he'd never want to do it again now that he's a married stallion! Of course I'll do it! Thank you so much, Cadance! He's really lucky to have a wife like you!”

“Yeah... He is.” Cadance grinned. Well, that was one of the six friends she needed to convince, and it had been a lot easier than she'd thought. She was off to a perfect start.

Twilight gestured back inside the open door of her castle. “Wanna come in for some tea or something? We've just got a brand new brew in from Yakyakistan. I haven't tried it yet, but Spike did, and he says it's great! But you know the kinds of things he likes to eat so...”

“I'd love to ... but I just don't have the time. I have a lot of visits to make today.”

Twilight cocked her head to the side a little. “Oh? Official princess business?”

“Official wife business.”

Twilight's eyebrows rose. “So...?”

“Yes, I'll admit it.” She'd find out sooner or later, so why not now? “If everything goes according to plan, you'll have some company with you when Shining Armor comes over. A certain five other ponies. Pretty sure you know them.”

“Oh wow, all six of us, huh?” Twilight grinned. “That's going to be so much fun! We haven't had a big orgy with all six of us at once since we defeated Tirek. Let me tell you, the aftereffects of Rainbow Energy just make you so horny!”

Interesting... Maybe as the Princess of Love, she could use that sometime. But no, for now, she had a mission, and if she had to keep moving if she wanted to get to all the ponies she needed to. “Right. So, I'll be off, then. Any idea where I might find Pinkie Pie this time of day?”

Twilight shook her head. “Not Pinkie Pie. She's been chasing after Cheese Sandwich a lot these days, and she's most likely to say yes if everypony else is already going along with it. Maybe try Rainbow first? This early in the morning, she's probably still home sleeping. But if you wait until after she's woken up, you'll never know where she might be.”

“Alright then, wish me luck!” Cadance turned to go.

“I hope you get lucky!” Twilight called after her.

Well, not quite the same thing as wishing her luck ... but Cadance could appreciate the sentiment. She giggled a little as she flew off in the direction of Rainbow's cloud house. It was kind of funny...

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Chapter 2 - Rainbow

It was a good thing Cadance had grown up as a pegasus pony. Otherwise, she might have been left flummoxed by the question of how to knock on a door made of clouds – a door that just lightly poofed when she touched it, making hardly any sound at all. Instead, she tapped the tiny storm cloud embedded in the wall next to the door. The sound of the tiny lightning bolt cracking was more or less the pegasus version of a doorbell.

There was no answer, even after waiting quite a while. Was Twilight wrong about Rainbow being home at this time of day? Maybe she'd had some Wonderbolt errand to run or something? Cadance struck the little storm cloud again, making another crackling bang.

Still ... nothing.

Just as Cadance was about to try a third time, the door opened. Rainbow Dash was in mid-yawn, running one hoof through her tussled mane, but she froze when she saw Cadance, yanking her mouth shut and doing her best to hastily straighten out her mane. “Princess Cadance!”

“That's me! But just 'Cadance' is fine.”

Rainbow's eyes darted nervously around, as if she expected a cadre of Royal Guards to show up at any moment. “Um, yeah... So, uh... Why'd...”

It was obvious that she was trying to find a way to say 'what are you doing here' that didn't sound rude or confrontational. So Cadance answered without waiting for Rainbow to force the question out. “I have a little favor to ask. Do you mind if I come inside?”

“Oh, um, yeah. Sure!” she went inside, leaving the door open behind her. “Um... Don't mind the mess.”

It was pretty messy inside, with bits of clothing, old food containers, and a suspiciously high number of bottles hiding in almost every out of the way nook. Cadance smiled. Her own bedchambers might look much the same if it weren't for the small army of maids and her neat-freak husband.

She made herself comfortable on a cloud sofa. Very comfortable. She'd almost forgotten how luxuriously soft cloud furniture could be. She'd had to get rid of all her own. They annoyed Shining Armor to no end when he'd inevitably forget what they were made of and try to sit on one ... falling straight through it because he didn't have pegasus magic.

Rainbow rubbed the back of her mane with one hoof. “So... Can I, um, get you anything or something? I don't really keep much here, but I think I might be able to find some ... leftovers?”

Cadance grinned. “Very kind, but no thank you. I just came to ask a little favor.”

That finally seemed to relax Rainbow a little bit. She sat down on an amorphous lump of cloud across from Cadance, using it more or less like a beanbag chair. “Sure. What do you need? Wonderbolts show for some your anniversary? Sonic Rainboom for Flurry Heart's birthday? Ooh, or just some nasty clouds you need busted?”

“It's something a little more ... personal than that.”

“Oh...” A little bit of that hidden nervousness came back. “Well, uh, sure. Lay it on me.”

Time to stop beating around the bush and get to it. “Rainbow Dash, can you fuck my husband, please?”

Her jaw dropped. “Like, for real? Shining Armor?”

Cadance nodded.

Rainbow bit her lip. “I don't know what you've heard... But I'm not that kind of mare. I don't just jump into bed with anypony who—”

“It's not just anypony, it's Shining Armor!”

That didn't seem to help much, judging by Rainbow's expression.

“Please, do it for me. And maybe there's something I can do for you?”

The way Rainbow's eyes flicked back toward her when she said that... Cadance's Princess of Love senses were tingling. Yes – Rainbow wanted something.

“I'll do anything,” Cadance said provocatively.

Still, Rainbow seemed a little reluctant. Maybe it was something embarrassing? From what Cadance knew of Rainbow's ego, that might definitely get in the way.

“And on my honor as the Princess of Love, I won't tell anypony if you don't want me to. And, of course, I never judge.”

“Okay!” Finally, Rainbow had snapped.

“So ... what is it you'd like me to do for you, Rainbow Dash?”

“Well...”

Cadance waited patiently ... even though that was something she never thought she'd have to do when it came to a pony famed for being so fast.

Finally, Rainbow decided to come out with it: “I've always kind of wondered what a big, tall alicorn body like, um, yours...” She cringed a little, leaning away as if she expected rebuke when none was possible. “I always wondered what somepony like you would look like in a Wonderbolt flight suit.”

Oh, was that all? Cadance grinned. “Of course! I'd love to do that for you, Rainbow.” She glanced around, but didn't notice that particular bit of clothing in any of the various piles. “Do you have one here?”

“Of course!” Rainbow hopped right up, then stopped halfway to the next room. “It's, um ... in my bedroom. That's not weird or anything, right?”

Cadance licked her lips inconspicuously. From this angle, facing away from her, she could see just about everything Rainbow Dash had to offer. Small but tight and toned ass cheeks, slender shapely legs, and even a hint of her cute little blue vulva peeking out from under her tail. “It's no problem at all.”

Rainbow's bedroom was just as messy as the other room – a living room, maybe? – was, so Cadance expected that she'd find this Wonderbolt flight suit at the bottom of a pile somewhere. But that wasn't so. Rainbow went straight to a closet, which she opened to reveal rows of perfectly organized and pristine Wonderbolt uniforms of all kinds. Cadance smiled. So, the slob still cared about neatness in one thing. It really went to show how important being a Wonderbolt was her. And that, in turn, kind of explained the particular request Rainbow had made of her.

Just a moment later, Rainbow turned around, holding one of the thin, stretchy flight suits up on a hanger, looking up at Cadance and biting her lip expectantly.

Cadance took it with a pleasant smile. She would have liked to make a sultry tease of it ... but as she fiddled with the tricky garment, she quickly began to realize that there was no graceful way to put the thing on. It had a discreet zipper up the middle of it, but was she supposed to put her hind legs in first and then pull it up, or was she supposed to slip it on over her head and then zip it around herself? What about her wings? And either way, how did the pegasus ponies in the Wonderbolts manage to do any of this without magic? Did they have to help each other get into them each time?

With the aid of her magic, Cadance managed to avoid making a total fool of herself and at least get it on with an air of competence, even if doing it gracefully and sexily were off the table. It was still quite a challenge, though, and not the least because it was very tight.

The flight suit had obviously been tailored for an ordinary-sized pony ... probably custom tailored especially for Rainbow's somewhat petite frame, given the Wonderbolts' famous penchant for attention to detail. It had some stretch to it, but not quite enough. She had to tug and strain each little bit of the way to get the zipper all the way up, and once she finally did, she felt like she could barely move or even breathe without the risk of popping every seam it had. She could quite distinctly feel the pressure of it against every little crack and crevice of her body.

The obvious effect it had on Rainbow Dash, though, made all of that struggling worth it. Her eyes went wide as she stared at Cadance's tightly clad body, and she surreptitiously licked her lips a little bit.

Well, Cadance was aware that she was gorgeous, and a touch of vanity was one of the few vices she allowed herself to indulge in from time to time. She preened under Rainbow's gaze, flicking her mane to the side, which actually worked better than she'd imagined it would, given the way it had to come out through special holes in the flight suit. “How do you like it?”

“Wow ... just wow...” Rainbow's wings slowly rose as she stared, not to mention her tail. “But um...”

“Mm-hm?”

“Would wearing the goggles be too much?”

Cadance grinned widely. “Not at all!”

Thankfully, the goggles were easier. The strap around the back of them was adjustable, so at least those were nice and comfortable when she put them on.

The world looked a little different through those goggles. And it certainly felt different with her fur pressed down on all sides by the tight flight suit. Maybe that explained a little bit of the way the Wonderbolts tended to act?

Rainbow, adorably, was just staring with her mouth hanging open.

Cadance smiled and flexed as much as she dared. The flight suit creaked, but no seams snapped. It made sense ... these things had to be durable to make it through everything the Wonderbolts put them through.

“Can I...?”

Cadance didn't even need to know what Rainbow was asking. “Of course!”

It turned out that what Rainbow wanted to do was to walk in slow circles around her, longingly gazing from every conceivable angle. She seemed to go especially slowly around Cadance's tail.

As the Princess of Love, she was fairly sure just what that was about, and she wanted nothing more than to encourage it. When she flicked her tail up and out of the way, she was rewarded with a gratifying gasp from Rainbow.

The pegasus spent a long time back there ogling Cadance's backside in the tight fabric. Cadance herself could only imagine the view, since Rainbow hadn't seen fit to equip her bedroom with a mirror. But she had a fair idea of what Rainbow would be seeing back there, just going by the feel of it. The flight suit was definitely clinging not only to her vulva, but around it, hugging her from all sides in a way that would surely make the pert little bulge quite obvious through the thin fabric. If she had to guess, she'd say it was even pressing a tiny bit inside her, making the slit down the middle perfectly visible. The yellow lightning bolt along her flank would be curving oh-so-nicely around the curves of her ass cheek. And every last little bit of her long, lithe body would be on full display.

Rainbow crept closer, trembling a little as she lowered her head near the ground.

Ooh, hoping for a peak at the teats, was she? Cadance was happy to oblige. She spread her hind legs apart a little, which only made everything back there that much tighter. She swayed her hips back and forth as Rainbow stared up at her little teats. They must look so nice and tiny pressed in tightly by the fabric like that, almost like a little foal's.

Rainbow was so close Cadance could feel her shuddering breath through the flight suit. She was sure that she'd feel the touch of Rainbow's lips or tongue any moment now. And she was definitely looking forward to that. Between the slight rubbing of the fabric and the feeling of Rainbow's eyes on her, she was starting to get pretty worked up. She could use a little touching, a little licking, a little mutual orgasm or two...

Only, the touching didn't come. Instead, she was in for a rude surprise. “Okay, you can go now.”

Cadance turned around. “What?”

“I've seen all I wanted to. You can go now.”

This didn't make any sense. Judging from the way Rainbow's tail was sticking straight up, she was definitely turned on, so why didn't she want to take this any further? “You know you can do anything you want with—”

“I've got a lot of stuff to do today, I've got to get started.” Rainbow's words didn't jive with her body language at all. The way her hind legs were fidgeting showed that she was unbearably turned on, so why didn't she want to keep going?

“But—”

Rainbow gave her an intense, painfully needy glare that stopped the words in her throat.

“Well, alright, if you say so.”

Carefully, she peeled the flight suit off of herself with her magic, then passed it back to Rainbow, who clutched it tightly.

Cadance gave her more than a few confused backward glances as she made her way out of Rainbow's house. “Well, um, it was very nice getting to, um...” Getting to try on a Wonderbolt uniform? No, that was ridiculous. How about... “Getting to know you better, Rainbow.”

“Okay-thanks-bye!” Rainbow shut the door briskly behind Cadance.

What had gotten into that pony? Cadance had to know. And she wasn't above a little spying, at least when it was in the name of love.

Instead of flying away to find the next pony on her list, she flitted around to the back of Rainbow's house, peeking in through that bedroom window.

Just in time. Rainbow tossed herself onto the bed belly up, still clutching the flight suit to her chest. And that's where things got interesting. With one hoof, Rainbow pressed the crotch of the suit to her nose. With her other, she started clopping herself furiously.

Cadance had seldom seen any mare go at herself quite that vigorously. It was honestly kind of impressive. As she hovered in the air near Rainbow's window, she bit her lip a little bit, enjoying the rare sight of the pegasus getting herself off.

And oh was she ever! Her back arched against the cloud bed, which made her lithe belly stretch out deliciously. Her hind legs tensed, her hips thrusting up against her own hoof.

Wow... If Cadance didn't know any better, she'd think that Rainbow was already—

“Mmm! Luna!” Rainbow cried out, going completely stiff except for the little convulsions of her underbelly. Her whole body trembled as she pressed the flight suit even harder against her muzzle.

Oh! So that was the answer to this little riddle! She didn't want just any alicorn in a flight suit. Cadance grinned. As the Princess of Love, it was her solemn duty to drop a few hints about Rainbow's little fantasy to Auntie Luna. And would Luna come visit Rainbow in her dreams, or would she somehow find a Wonderbolt flight suit and come in person? Cadance couldn't wait to find out.

Finally, Rainbow slumped down quite flat against the bed, panting heavily. The whole thing had taken only a matter of seconds. Truly, speedy in all things, wasn't she?

And as for Cadance herself... Well, her duty to set up a nice bit of costume play for her auntie could wait. For now, she had a duty to her husband ... and that meant she had four more mares to track down. Rarity perhaps? It should be easy to find her at her boutique.

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Chapter 3 - Rarity

Rarity stared at Cadance in quite evident disbelief once she'd heard the request. “I beg your pardon?”

“Please, Rarity, this is really important to us. I'll do anything necessary to make it worth your while.” She gave a blatant wink that would hopefully get the point across.

“Anything?”

Cadance nodded solemnly. This was always the fun part.

“Well, I was supposed to host an exclusive fashion show this afternoon. A backroom sort of thing, if you catch my meaning.” Rarity gave her a significant look and only continued once Cadance returned it understandingly. “You see, the model I'd been working with – a lovely unicorn, perhaps you know her, Fleur De Lis...?”

Cadance shrugged slightly. She didn't make a habit of keeping up with the fashion world, unfortunately.

“Well, anyway, it turns out that her contract as the 'personal assistant' of the Saddle Arabian princes has been extended. Apparently, they've taken quite the liking to her ... and one simply does not turn down that sort of opportunity. They're paying her more in a month than my fashion line has made in the last ten years.”

That did raise Cadance's eyebrows. If the mare was that talented at 'personally assisting' Saddle Arabian princes, perhaps a certain Prince and Princess in the Crystal Empire might have need of her services ... once her Saddle Arabian contract was over, of course. She'd have to ask Rarity for some fashion magazines later and see what this mysterious mare looked like.

“Er, Princess?”

Cadance shook a little. “Yes! Of course I was paying attention!”

“Mm-hm...” Rarity looked skeptical, but she shrugged it off as one does when speaking to a princess. “Well, as I was saying, I was going to alter the outfit and fill in myself, but Fleur's measurements are actually quite similar to yours, so the new centerpiece I want to show off just might fit you instead ... if you'd deign to model it for me?”

Was that all? This was going to be easier – though less sexy – than Cadance had thought! “Of course I'll do it,” she said brightly. “When should I show up?”

“Oh why immediately, of course! There will still be some alterations to do, and darling, you look as windblown as if you flew all the way from the Crystal Empire yourself!”

Well, she had, actually. It was the fastest way ... and Cadance hadn't exactly wanted to make a scene as arriving by train or pegasus-drawn carriage might have done. With the sort of favors she'd expected to be doing for Twilight's friends, privacy would have been paramount. It was still odd that Rarity needed her right away, though. “But I thought you said the fashion show was in the afternoon. It's hardly mid-morning yet.”

Rarity tittered. “I can tell you've never done a back room fashion show before! We'll start with a trip to the spa before heading to the hairdressers, I think. And then it will be time for the alterations and last-minute fitting. With garments this intimate, a perfectly tailored fit is paramount, of course.”

“Of ... course.” Cadance sighed and went along with it. She'd hoped to convince another one or two of Twilight's friends before the fashion show, but at this rate, it looked like Rarity might be monopolizing her until well into the evening. Oh well. What had to be done had to be done, and she would do anything in the name of love.

* * *

Rarity sidled up to Cadance and whispered, “Lights on in less than a minute. You're ready, darling?”

“Of course.” Cadance was more than ready. The two of them had been working for hours to get her ready. The spa had been quite nice. Ponyville had a top-notch spa, despite the provincial nature of the town. The hairdressers had been tedious, of course. Even the best hairdressers would take a lot of time to meet Rarity's exacting standards. And standing perfectly still as Rarity had all but sewn her into this ... this thing that would make lingerie blush, well, that had been downright uncomfortable by the end.

It would all be worth it, though, she reminded herself. Anything for love.

From the dim room came the milling of many voices, though it was too dark to make out anypony present. They'd all been ushered in by following little dots of glowing unicorn magic, Rarity's own touch.

And now, Rarity's voice suddenly rang out into the dim quiet, well amplified by magical means. “Welcome, everyone, to the backroom debut of Rarity's Sheer Brilliance intimates collection!”

There was a small break for applause. Dozens of ponies must have been there, from the sound of it. The back room of Rarity’s boutique was packed.

A spotlight clicked on to Cadance's left, illuminating only one of the three pedestals in the room – not the one Cadance stood posing on. In the dazzling beam of light appeared a mannequin mare bedecked only in shimmering stockings that came up as high as physically possible, as well as a glistening jewel-studded bridle with blinders and a shining silver bit.

The crowd made appreciative gasps, but their applause was restrained. They knew as well as Cadance or Rarity that the best would be saved for last.

“This stunning Comfort of Control ensemble,” Rarity said with pride, “is perfect for the discerning mare who enjoys letting someone else take the reins – quite literally; reins sold separately – in the relationship, while showing off some of her best assets to the greatest possible effect.”

Another spotlight came on, to Cadance's right, illuminating another mannequin. This one wore a neglige so thin it was mainly visible by the lace-bordered outline of it and the slight shimmer in the air under the bright light. Its neckline was cut so low that it ended down between the mannequin's front legs. A small silver circlet atop the mannequin's head and glittering silver horseshoes completed the look.

“The sensual Fairy Princess ensemble is inspired by the legends of flutterponies in the far west, and tells your lovers that you're ready to be pampered like the delicate royal flower you are. It may look delicate enough to drift away on a breeze, but thanks to the miraculous new enchanted fabric that's exclusive to the new Sheer Brilliance collection, it's ready for even the most vigorous of lovemaking.”

The applause was a little more enthusiastic now ... even if it sounded a bit more anticipatory than celebratory.

Finally, the third light came on, beaming down on Cadance herself. This time, the audience's gasps of appreciation were wholehearted and quite obviously genuine. They hadn't been expecting a princess to be there modeling it, that was for sure.

Cadance preened under the light, moving gracefully from one understatedly erotic pose to another. It wasn't as if posing was something she'd never done before, after all, even when it came to posing for an audience. And it helped that she knew her spa-pampered fur would be gleaming in the light, that her hairdresser-primped mane would be absolutely flawless, that her outfit would be tailored to stunning perfection. She was glad now that Rarity had taken the time for all of it.

And the clothing... Cadance had to admit Rarity's talent. She'd worn hundreds of suggestive outfits before, but none of them had made her feel quite so ready for the spotlight. The most eye-catching piece of it would of course be the saddle on her back. Purely decorative of course – and therefore highly decorated – but it served to give the impression that she was ready and eager to be ridden. From it, rather than a simple girth strap, which would be far too straightforward for Rarity's sophisticated clientele, the saddle was held in place by a complex network of curving and spiraling suggestions of straps. They extended from the saddle to nearly all the way up her long neck and all the way down her long legs, where they joined with diamond-studded horseshoes, covering her whole body in a network of decorative spiraling lines that made her natural curves more visible ... as well as providing a bit of an optical illusion to make her look all the more curvaceous in the right places. That had been the part that was so tedious to precisely tailor. And then, of course, there was the pièce de résistance: a thong that dipped low beneath her tail, cupped her marehood delicately in barely-there fabric, and came down under her belly just far enough to press her teats up and together without entirely covering them.

When the applause finally subsided enough, Rarity spoke again. “Thank you, thank you. The centerpiece of the collection is this – the Flower of Love.”

Cadance had to suppress a grin. This outfit's original name had been a play on the intended model's name, and Rarity had quickly renamed it to fit her new last-minute model choice.

“A study in perfectly balanced contradictions, this ensemble evokes the innocence and delicate beauty of the rarest flower, but when your lover is drawn in for a closer look, as they naturally won't be able to resist doing, they will find themselves quite poignantly reminded of the flower's true purpose.” Rarity's voice dropped to a seductive whisper. “Reproduction.”

As the applause built anew, the lights for the entire room came on, and Rarity took a bow, which only intensified the applause further.

“Thank you, thank you!” she said, barely able to make herself heard. “Please, feel free to take a closer look. And be sure to touch! You will never find another fabric more pleasant to the touch than the exclusive Sheer Brilliance provides here today, and it's more than durable enough to survive a little handling.”

Wait ... touching? Cadance glanced sharply over at Rarity.

Rarity grinned back smugly.

Oh, so that's how it was to be... Well, it wasn't anything more than Cadance had already been prepared to do. And even if it was a bit of a surprise, it was something she might just enjoy.

A few ponies moved to the other two pedestals, probably the true fashion types who would be more fascinated with the clothing than who wore it. But the vast majority of the crowd came to huddle around Cadance's pedestal, gazing up at her appreciatively.

And she could feel every single pair of eyes on her, even though she took pains not to show it. The nervous elation running through her was a surprise, actually. Back in her teenage years she would have thought nothing of displaying herself in front of a bunch of strangers like this. But now it made her fur tingle and her chest tighten, not to mention her tail rising a tad. Was she getting out of practice after being so monogamous – or at least kind of monogamous – with Shining Armor? How long had it been since she'd had strangers looking at her like this?

And they were all strangers. Except for Rarity, of course, but she was busy chatting up potential clients. The rest of them... Despite having run in high-class circles almost her entire life, Cadance didn't recognize a single one. Her experience tended to be more with dignitaries, ambassadors, and nobles, rather than the fashion ponies who dressed them all. And even though it would surely offend everyone present if she dared to say so out loud, she'd never paid all that much attention to who made which dress. She just bought what she thought looked nice and had her private staff alter it for her if necessary.

That didn't mean she was completely ignorant of the fashion world, though. At least she knew how to pose for them. She shifted to another pose: three legs forward, one hind leg stretched out far behind her, wings ruffled outward to make them more prominent. Despite being born with wings and gaining a horn when she ascended, these upper-class types tended to default to unicorn thinking, which meant that it was her wings that were the true symbol of being an alicorn princess. That, combined with the way the pose made her ass cheeks flex and drew the thong more tightly against her vulva was sure to strike awe in them all.

It certainly did. She heard appreciative sighs and nickers from all around her ... and especially from behind. On all sides of the pedestal, ponies leaned even closer.

Cadance gasped when she felt a hoof caressing her inner thigh. She couldn't help it. She'd been so focused on staring confidently forward that she hadn't seen it coming at all. It was worth risking a glance backward. It was a mare – a cute little cream-colored mare with a light seafoam mane and an adorable little purple collar. The mare caringly traced one of the faux straps in its curving line down the inside of her leg.

It made Cadance's fur tingle even more, and she liked it. She leaned into it a little, shifting her pose to help the mare follow that curving line back upward.

That cute mare wasn't ready to touch where Cadance wanted to be touched, though. She shyly pulled her hoof away at the last moment.

But now that she had touched without being struck down with divine lightning by royal decree, the floodgates had been opened. Hooves reached up and gingerly touched her all over, starting with all four legs, but quickly working their way upward.

Cadance glanced toward Rarity, wondering if this was usual conduct for a 'back room' fashion show. Rarity looked back with a barely perceptible – but quite smug – little smile and a lift of her eyebrows. Ah, well it seemed that this was perfectly expected.

Not that Cadance minded ... if only these ponies would get to the good part...

They were getting there. First, a brazen stallion ran his hoof down along her belly, going deeper and deeper toward her underbelly before he finally touched her stiff and aching teats. Cadance kept herself from moaning, but she did stretch appreciatively, giving him better access.

Mere moments later, another pony – Cadance wasn't even sure which one – finally did the unthinkable: reaching right up underneath Cadance's tail and stroking the soft inner part of their hoof up and down where Cadance's pussy bulged against the tightly hugging thong.

Cadance couldn't help it. She moaned a little. After the experience with Rainbow, she'd been put deeply in need of this sort of thing, and now after all of Rarity's primping and preparations, she was finally getting it!

After that point, Cadance never had to go a moment without being touched there again. All the ponies around her vied for the chance to fondle her next. Some even pressed their faces up between her ass cheeks to get a more delicate feel with their lips and noses.

And, of course, it had the inevitable effect on Cadance. She felt the heavenly soft fabric slide against her most sensitive spots as her pussy winked underneath them, kissing her clit out against it. Her tail lifted all on its own, going into a full lewd display despite everything Rarity had told her about being restrained and aloof.

The others didn't let up, either. She almost always had someone brushing their hooves over the softness of her exposed teats, and every last part of her was fair game, from her hooves to her mane. These ponies seemed especially fascinated with touching her wings.

“Ah,” one stallion said from behind her, “look how the fabric turns even more transparent when wet – it's marvelous!”

“It gets softer, too!” a mare said, taking his place and stroking Cadance's pussy.

As nice as it felt, it was nowhere near enough to get her off. But to Cadance's consternation, these ponies seemed completely content to stroke and fondle. Despite her growing and growing anticipation, nopony pulled her thong off or began to suckle her teats. What were they waiting for? Some signal from Rarity?

All Cadance really had to go on was the sheer debauchery of being touched and explored by so many different ponies she didn't know at all. And as much as that made her feel tingly-warm inside and raised her tail ... she wasn't about to reach orgasm from it.

There were some promising signs among her audience, though. Cadance shifted into another power pose, now kneeling on her hind hooves with her body upright, which gave them all better access to her teats and brought the insistently winking contents of her thong even closer to the crowd for better access. But the real reason she chose that position was to get a better look from above, and what she saw was quite promising.

Here and there throughout her audience, she caught glimpses of stallions' cocks hanging loosely out of their sheaths or even completely erect and bouncing under their bellies. Every mare she saw had her tail raised, and even though they rarely faced away from Cadance, when they did, she was clearly able to see the little flashes of pink as they winked.

The better access for the ponies around her was paying off, too. One mare came up in front of her, rubbing her nose along the front hemline of the thong, ostensibly to get a better feel of the fabric. That was only a pretense, though, and she quickly moved on to nuzzling the soft bare skin of Cadance's teats where the little built-in cups of the thong presented them by pressing them upward and together. She didn't lick or suckle, but Cadance felt sure she'd start any moment. Oh how nice it would be to get some real stimulation!

And behind her... A stallion had actually climbed up onto the pedestal with her. He had one hoof insistently and deliciously rubbing her pussy lips through the barely-there fabric of the thong. More promising still, she felt the weight of his cock resting against her flank, occasionally throbbing upward a little and slapping back down. Oh yes, he was nice. Not as big as Shining, but at this point, she wasn't about to be picky. She needed this! Even just the rubbing might soon be enough to bring her to orgasm, and maybe then these ponies would finally have their way with her one after another until she was fully—

“That's all the time we have for today, everyone,” Rarity's amplified voice rang out. “Thank you all so much for coming, and please remember Rarity's Sheer Brilliance collection the next time you or your lovers are in need of the very finest intimate apparel!”

To Cadance's surprise and immense disappointment, all the fashion ponies around her quietly and agreeably went along with it. After just a few longing goodbye brushes of their hooves against her fur and skin, they dispersed from around her pedestal, mingling and chattering with each other as they filed out of Rarity's back room. In mere moments, everything was quiet again, with only Rarity and herself left.

Cadance looked at her. “Oh you are such a tease!” She grinned at her own joke, sticking her tongue out at Rarity just for spite.

Rarity just winked and sashayed off toward the dressing rooms. “Come along, darling. If you want to be out of that ensemble before dark, we'd better get started now.”

She really was a tease. That look in her eyes! She'd meant to put Cadance on edge and leave her with no means of relief. It was a travesty! And ... well, she had to grin and shake her head. It was a brilliant move, one worthy of the Princess of Love ... assuming that one wanted to make the Princess of Love suffer most deliciously in exchange for certain sexual favors.

With a sigh, Cadance followed Rarity toward the dressing rooms. Perhaps if she was lucky she could find Fluttershy before it became too obscenely late to visit anypony. And then she'd only have two more ponies on her list...

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Chapter 4 - Fluttershy

Fluttershy would be a challenge, Cadance knew. That's why she was tackling the problem head-on, heading straight from the Golden Horseshoes Hotel to Fluttershy's cottage first thing in the morning.

She was prepared to wheedle and cajole to her utmost, but as she approached the front door, she found the cajoling already in progress.

“Please, Zephyr,” Fluttershy's voice came from somewhere behind the door, “just talk to her. Tell her how you feel. I'm sure she'll—”

“Oh of course you'd think that,” another voice – it must have been Zephyr – replied.

Cadance pressed herself close to the door, eavesdropping shamelessly as the whiny stallion continued.

“Just look at you, your supermodel body...”

“That was just a phase, and I was only doing it for Rarity.”

“...Your luscious pink mane and tail...”

“Um, I actually use extensions.”

“... And all of your buttery-soft cuteness!”

“What does that even mean?”

“Of course nopony would ever turn you down if you just asked them out! But me? Just look at me! I'm a mess, a travesty, an atrocity! No mare in her right mind would even bother answering if I asked. I'll never find a very special somepony!”

“You've already found a very special somepony. All you have to do is talk to her, and—”

“Oh I can't, I just can't! Every time I even think about her, my throat goes all clenchy and I just can't get anything out at all. I'm doomed to be lonely forever!”

“Really, Zephyr, you're being too hard on yourself. If you just believe in yourself, you'll be able to go out there and—”

“At least I can always count on my little sis to pick me up when I fall, to listen to my troubles, to comfort me with a tub of my favorite mint chocolate chip ice cream...”

“I don't even have any ice cream at all.”

“But you could get some for me, couldn't you?” The stallion's voice quavered pitifully.

As much as Cadance enjoyed listening in, she did have a job to do here, and now seemed as good a time as any to interrupt the conversation before it turned toward the less interesting subjects of ice cream and the availability of it. She knocked on the door.

“Who could that be?” Fluttershy said from the other side.

A moment later, the door opened. Cadance smiled at the little yellow pegasus mare as disarmingly as she could, but Fluttershy's jaw still dropped and her wings still clamped down hard against her sides.

“P-princess Cadance?” Fluttershy stammered, remembering at the last moment to drop into a hasty bow.

“Please, please, none of that. And I apologize to be troubling you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important?”

“Oh no, of course not,” Fluttershy said.

“Only the complete implosion of my chances of ever finding love! Nothing major!” Zephyr's voice was petulant and sarcastic, but still dissolved into a fit of faux weeping at the end. “And I don't even have any mint chocolate chip!”

Fluttershy gave a strained and unconvincing smile. “Please, come in and make yourself comfortable, Princess.”

“Just Cadance, please,” she said on her way through the door.

Once inside, she finally got a look at Zephyr. He wasn't quite what she'd expected for Fluttershy's brother. So much so that she briefly wondered if he might be the result of his mother's dalliance with another stallion and only Fluttershy's half-brother at most. His lean and angular body was draped woefully across the entirety of Fluttershy's favorite sofa, his stubbly chin upthrust toward the ceiling as he silently beseeched some higher power about his problems.

Fluttershy sighed at the sight of him. “Princess, this is my brother, Zephyr Breeze. Zephyr, you know Princess Cadance, right?”

“Please, just Cadance. This isn't a formal occasion.”

“So nice of you to suspend the formalities, Cadie.” Zephyr flicked his mane to one side by way of greeting. “I have to say, I am just in no condition for bowing and scraping across the floor. I just don't know how I'm even going to make it to the next day unless my wonderful sister nurses me through yet another heartbreak.”

“Heartbreak?” Cadance asked, pretending not to have heard the previous conversation. “Well, I am the Princess of Love. Maybe I could help.”

He shook his head ruefully. “Sad to say, I'm beyond help. The love of my life has escaped me, and there is nothing that can ever be done about it. I will never see her–” he sniffled “–again!”

“She's in the flower shop every weekday. Just go talk to her,” Fluttershy said impatiently. She turned back toward Cadance. “Please don't mind him. He gets like this every time he visits Ponyville, at least since he 'fell in love at first sight' with the special somepony he's never talked to.” She sighed again. “Can I get you anything? Is something wrong?”

“Oh, there's definitely something wrong.” Cadance shot a meaningful glance toward Zephyr.

“Oh...” Fluttershy blinked up at her. “Is it a Princess of Love thing? Is that why you're here?”

“Well, partly. I do have a duty to spread love throughout all of Equestria. But I have wifely duties as well, and that's what brings me here today.”

“For... For Shining Armor?”

“Mm-hm.” Cadance nodded. “I'm going to be blunt with you, if that's alright, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy gulped, but she nodded. Her brother was surreptitiously watching them from the corner of his eye as he pretended to weep.

“I came here to ask you and your friends to have sex with Shining Armor.”

Fluttershy's jaw dropped. Only a tiny little squeak came out.

“It's very important to me, so I'll be happy to do anything in order to make it worth your while. Even – for instance – setting right a certain stallion's love life so he doesn't have to constantly be comforted...”

When Fluttershy's eyes darted over toward Zephyr, Cadance knew her point had gotten across. And when Fluttershy looked back up at her, she could see it in her eyes that she'd do anything it took to solve this little problem.

But it was Zephyr who responded first, “You ... you'd really do that? You'd use your Princess of Love magic to zap her and make her fall in love with me?”

“No,” Cadance stated firmly. “Despite the rumors to the contrary, I do have some standards when it comes to consent. I don't use my love spell on ponies who barely know each other.” She turned back toward Fluttershy and said quietly, “I've seen this a hundred times. All he needs is a little confidence boost and some experience. I can provide both of those myself.”

Fluttershy's eyes went wide. “You mean you'd...”

“As long as you don't mind spending a night with Shining Armor.”

“Oh, of course not,” Fluttershy said. She blushed a little. “He's... Well, um, he's very nice.”

“I've taken quite a fancy to him myself,” Cadance said with a wink.

An awkward little silence came after that. Fluttershy finally filled it by saying, “So, um...”

“Why don't you go buy your brother a nice big tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream?” Cadance said. Quietly, she added, “not that he's going to need it by the time you get back.”

“Um...” Fluttershy glanced between Zephyr and Cadance for a moment, clearly unsure about the whole thing. But then she took a deep breath and nodded to herself. “Okay. I'm going out for ice cream, Zephyr. Be nice to Cadance while I'm gone!”

“Make sure it's a big one! But not the cheap stuff that comes in a bucket!” Zephyr called to her as she flitted out the door.

That left Cadance alone with the lanky pegasus. The two of them looked at each other, both sizing the other up. Zephyr tried to do it with a pretense of bored distraction, but Cadance made no effort to hide her intentions. Her eyes slid right down his long, lean body. He was probably nearly as tall as her if he'd get off the couch and stand up, and there was actually a bit of muscle to him, wiry and underdeveloped, but there. He'd be quite the looker if he worked out a little. And the way he flopped on the couch belly up like that left nothing to the imagination. His sheath was a little small – not a good sign – but the heavy, pendulous balls casually resting against his thigh were quite nice.

“So,” he said, “how are we going to 'set right' my love life? Makeover? Therapy session? Self-help book?”

“Nothing like that.” Cadance grinned at him, slowly stepping closer. “I'm going to suck your cock.”

His jaw dropped; his eyes went wide; his stomach caved in a little. He looked every bit as dumbstruck as Fluttershy had when she'd first opened her door and found the Princess of Love standing on her welcome mat.

Cadance was able to close the distance and stand right above him before he even began to recover from the shock. She did notice, however, the way his cock was already beginning to show – just the first little nub of his tip, showing itself within the ring of his sheath.

He gulped. “So, we should um, go to the bedroom, set up a few candles and—”

“I don't see any reason to waste that kind of time,” Cadance told him, planting her forehoof on his belly and beginning to slide it downward. “I think we have everything we need right here.” Her hoof made contact with the edge of his sheath.

He jumped a little, but only a little. Oh yes, this one was nervous. He definitely needed her help. But it wasn't such a bad case that she'd need to do anything extraordinary.

She lowered her head down near enough that he'd feel her breath on the sensitive skin of his genitals. “You have such a nice pair down here ... one of the nicest I've ever seen,” she exaggerated. “Won't you please show me your cock, too? I can't wait to see it.” That last bit was an outright lie, but it was the kind of lie she knew stallions just couldn't resist believing.

“You... You want my...?” Zephyr's mouth moved, but nothing else came out. Well, nothing came out of his mouth, anyway. Something did start coming out of his sheath, though.

But not fast enough for Cadance's liking. Besides, this was all about the ego boost, so it wouldn't hurt to tease him a little. “Of course I do!” She angled her body along to the side, standing right next to the couch in a way that would give him a fine view of her rear, and she held her tail to the other side, making sure that he'd easily be able to see underneath. “I'm so wet for you, Zephyr.” It wasn't difficult to give a few sloppy winks for him. All she had to do was tense the right muscles a little bit – a skill she'd long ago mastered – and think of all the teasing she'd gotten yesterday. Her pussy did the rest, winking open right in front of him and dripping quite convincingly down her thigh.

That did the trick! Zephyr's cock came surging up out of his sheath, sliding out over his belly as it emerged. Sliding a long way up his belly. Cadance bit her lip slightly, in a way that Zephyr probably would have found flattering if he hadn't been too distracted staring under her tail to notice.

“Oh my goodness,” Cadance mewled. It didn't take much acting skill. His cock really was impressive, more than making up for its lack of girth with its impressive length. And as it fully hardened, pulsing up away from his belly only to slap back down, she was able to see the gentle tapering curve of it, the sharp definition between its lobes and veins, and the fine angle to the bell-shaped head where it was all mottled pink rather than the darker green of the rest of his skin.

Quite nice, actually. He was no Shining Armor, but who was? This long, thin cock was more than she had any right to hope for, and it was one she might actually be able to enjoy.

Still, though, she didn't go straight for it. She hadn't made rookie mistakes like that since she was a filly. Instead, she moved her face along close to it, close enough so that he'd be able to feel her breath as she said, “It's so much bigger than my husband's,” but not close enough that he'd feel her lips moving.

The first actual contact she made was with his balls, nuzzling and licking them lovingly. She nudged them with her muzzle, letting one rest on top of her nose as she breathed in deeply. It did require acting skills to make him believe that she was enamored with his scent – honestly, he needed to spend a lot more time washing himself down there – but thankfully, all it took was a few more winks of her pussy lips to convince him that his musk had driven her into estrus on the spot.

That was naturally followed up with some of the best kissing and licking any stallion's balls could ever ask for. It was enough to make Zephyr lose interest in her winking pussy, flopping back down against the sofa and closing his eyes as he moaned.

“You like the taste of my balls, don't you, my little royal slut?”

False bravado, to be sure. Even a little filly would be able to hear the uncertain quaver in his voice, the way he put a little too much effort and volume into it. Instead of rolling her eyes like she may have wanted to, Cadance just hummed, “Mmm-hmm,” while keeping one of his big loose-hanging balls almost entirely in her mouth.

“They're f-full of cum for you ... if you know how to get it.”

She looked up at him pleadingly, kissing the cleft between his two nuts and running her tongue up through it at the same time.

Zephyr let out a shuddering groan as if he was about to cum right then and there, but managed to compose himself after a couple deep breaths. He reached down with one forehoof and nudged his cock more upright by pushing on the base. “You want to be my royal cocksleeve, don't you? You want to taste my cum f-filling up your mouth!”

“Mmm-hmm!”

“Well, uh...” He faltered as she ventured a little lower, licking at his taint as his balls rested atop her muzzle – she had to turn herself around to reach. “Uh... Come and get it, slut!”

As hesitant as it was, that had been an invitation. And he was already taking the initiative. He'd have enough confidence to ask that special somepony out in no time.

Never one to waste an invitation to a nice cock, Cadance slid her tongue up and over his balls one last time. Her hoof took its place the very next moment, massaging his lazy-hanging fruits as she worked her mouth gradually over his sheath and up his cock.

And, naturally, she didn't simply slide her mouth up in one quick motion like any twenty-bit whorse might. She was the Princess of Love, and she had a reputation to maintain ... even if she did need to take it easy on him in order to prevent a premature end to the exercise. So she worked her way up little by little, kissing, licking, slurping, even the occasional nibble. Every last little smidgen of his cock got a different treatment on the way up ... which was really saying something, given how many mouthfuls Cadance had to go through before she finally worked her way up to the tip of his long shaft.

“Oh... Oh my...” For a moment, as Cadance stared up at him with her lips on his tip, Zephyr lost all pretense of machismo. “You're... Are you really sure you're—?”

Oh, she was sure, alright. This was not her first time. She lifted her lips from the head of his cock just long enough to murmur, “Your cock is so nice, I want it inside my throat so much,” while giving him a look of utter longing. Then she plunged herself down.

This time, she did not take it slow. She didn't need to, and there was no reason to. Now was the time to really blow him away, to show him what she was really capable of, to impress him with just what caliber of mare had found him – little old him – worth giving this kid of treatment to. The flat, slightly flared tip of his cock slid into her throat easily, and with practiced ease, Cadance relaxed her muscles there, suppressing what little gag reflex she still had left. She could feel her neck bulging a little as the rest of his shaft followed the tip down her throat, but nowhere near the degree that a fat cock like Shining Armor's would stretch her. Even as long as it was, taking Zephyr's cock right down to her gullet was easy for her. Comfortable. It actually fit her rather well. A mare could get used to this.

Less endearing was the way Zephyr took hold of her horn, pushing her downward as if she didn't know how to do it herself. Even when her lips were crammed up against his sheath, he still pushed her downward, like he had even more length to give her. “Yeah, bitch, all the way down. Choke on it!”

As if. Zephyr's cock might be long, but it was hardly the biggest she'd ever deepthroated, not even the longest. Did he really think he was endowed enough to choke up the Princess of Love?

Well, it wouldn't hurt to put on a little bit of a show for him. She was supposed to be stroking his ego as much as stroking his cock, after all. So as he rubbed her head around, grinding her lips against his sheath, she closed her eyes hard enough to hopefully push out a few tears and she gave a few theatric coughs accompanied by plenty of sloppy strings of slobber.

That seemed to satisfy him. “Yeah, that's the stuff,” he said, lessening his pushing pressure for a moment.

Her reprieve was short-lived, though. If she'd been some normal mare less skilled in the art of fellatio, she would have been in real trouble when he forced her right back down again, this time thrusting upwards with his hips to fuck her throat. His balls, held as they were with her hoof, bounced up against her chin. She rewarded his confidence and initiative with a few more convincingly faked gags, which only seemed to encourage more rough treatment from him.

“Yeah, take it, bitch!” He slammed himself into her over and over again. “Get what you came for!”

That poor special somepony! Cadance hoped he'd be more gentle with her. If she'd even agree to go out with him. The confidence to ask her out was one thing, but this stallion had quite a few rough edges that would make winning over a mare difficult until somepony smoothed him out a bit. Hopefully the mare had either a strong enough personality to tame him or enough good sense to run the other way. Then again, maybe he had his eyes on somepony who would like him just the way he was. As much of a love expert as she was, Cadance had to admit that sometimes love mystified even her, and ponies sometimes had the strangest desires when it came to finding a special somepony.

It wasn't as if all this fake gagging was useless, though. The way her throat convulsed around his shaft seemed to drive him on all the more frantically, until he lost all sense of rhythm and he...

Wait, was he actually...? Already? Yes! That swelling deep, deep down inside her throat was unmistakable. His tip was flaring out, finally spreading wide enough to block her breathing entirely.

She tried to pull up off of him, to give him a little break so he could keep going – or at least so she could take his load on her tongue and swish it around for him to see before swallowing it – but he pulled all the harder on her horn, forcing her down, pushing his lengthy cock as deep as it could possibly go inside her throat.

“Swallow!” he bellowed as he came, as the base of his cock pulsed between her lips.

There was no need for her to swallow, though. Not with his length and how deeply he'd crammed himself. All she had to do was relax herself and let his cock pump its streaming cum straight into her belly.

He came hard, too. Probably quite pent-up. A stallion with his attitude problems wouldn't have been getting much action. His big, overfilled balls rhythmically clenched against her teasing hoof, emptying nicely straight through her gullet. Gush after gush of it brought that warm swelling feeling deep inside of her she enjoyed so much, and she let out a genuine moan that he probably felt more than he heard.

As his orgasm overtook him, Zephyr finally lost control. He went limp, slamming back down against the sofa and releasing his hold on Cadance's horn.

She pulled up off of his cock as it twitched for the last few times, delivering the final dribbles of cum as if an afterthought as it slid out of her throat. By the time she had his flared tip resting against her outstretched tongue, only a few watery drops drizzled out, barely enough to drip out onto her chin. He was absolutely drained.

He looked drained, too. His head rested limply against the arm of the sofa, propping him up to look at her with glazed-over eyes that barely seemed to register her at all.

That didn't stop Cadance from doing her final little bit of showmanship, though. As he stared up at her, she showed him the little dribble of white on her tongue ... then she drew it back into her mouth, closing her lips and visibly swallowing. When she opened again and held out her tongue, it was perfectly clean. It was an essential part of a proper confidence-building blowjob.

“Yeah, bitch. You like the taste, don't you?” He smiled sleepily, his eyes crossing a little.

Actually, his cum was quite bitter and musty. Like the watery film off a yogurt that's been open in the fridge for far too long and absorbed flavors from all the other foods that have been kept in there. “It's the best thing I've ever tasted,” she told him, rubbing his balls a bit more as his cock deflated and slid back into his sheath. “I only wish I could have more.”

“Yeah, you...” He yawned. “You wish.”

He was asleep before his messy cock was even fully inside his sheath. He snored blatantly – a loud, tooth-rattling racket that would surely drive away any mare unfortunate enough to spend a night with him. He'd definitely need all the help he could get finding a special somepony who could tolerate him.

The door opened, just slightly. Only enough for one blue eye to peek through and a bit of pink mane to slip inside. “Are you, um ... finished? I don't want to interrupt, I just need to get this ice cream in the freezer. But if you need more time, I could come back later and—”

“Your timing is perfect. We just finished.” Cadance didn't bother trying to hide the way she wiped a bit of Zephyr's cum from her lower lip.

The way Fluttershy winced when she saw that wipe showed her all she needed to know. Fluttershy and Zephyr Breeze were no Twilight Sparkle and Shining Armor, that was for sure. Not that Cadance could blame her in the slightest, not after experiencing Zephyr herself. Zephyr didn't wake when Fluttershy came in and headed for the kitchen.

“Was he, um...” Fluttershy glanced over her shoulder at Cadance and Zephyr, blushing fiercely. “He wasn't ... too bad about it, was he?”

Well, he was pretty terrible, but Cadance could never say so, not to a face as adorable as Fluttershy's. And besides, Zephyr might pick up on it in his dreams, planting a subconscious seed of doubt that would undermine all the confidence gained today. “He was wonderful,” Cadance said. Behind her, out of Fluttershy's view, her pussy winked in desperate need, all but calling her out on that little lie. She hadn't had the slightest bit of satisfaction yet. “I know he's going to make some special mare very happy someday.”

“Hopefully someday soon,” Fluttershy said, shooting a look of thinly veiled disgust toward the sofa. “You're sure he'll be brave enough to ask her out now?”

“I'm sure,” Cadance said, feeling much more genuine and honest about that statement. “Can I count on you to help with Shining Armor?”

Fluttershy nodded demurely, a small smile growing on her face as if she'd always wanted a taste of Shining. “Just, um, let me know when you're ready.”

Cadance returned her smile. “And you let me know how Zephyr's date goes.”

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Chapter 5 - Applejack

Applejack was not at all difficult to find. Sweet Apple Acres was quite conveniently close to the edge of town where Fluttershy's cottage was situated, so it was only a relatively short and easy walk. Or a very easy flight, in Cadance's case. And once she set down in the orchard, all she had to do was to listen for the repeating solid thwack of hooves against trees and follow her ears to find the pony she was looking for.

That led her to Applejack quickly enough. She came upon her as the farm pony was rearing back for another kick to yet another tree. That kick never came. Instead, Applejack froze in place, her rear legs still raised, and teetered back and forth in the breeze a little as she stared gape-mouthed at who had come into her orchard.

Cadance smiled as she came closer. “Good morning, Applejack!”

Finally, Applejack toppled over, falling onto her ample rear with a heavy thump, into a sort of sitting position. She still stared and said nothing at all.

“I can see you're a little surprised to see me.” She giggled in what she hoped was a disarming way. “I just have a teensy favor to ask.”

Applejack finally found her voice. A dubious voice. “What kind of favor?”

“Just an itsy-bitsy little one. I'm sure it will be no trouble at all. You'll probably even enjoy doing it.”

One of Applejack's eyebrows slowly rose.

“Really, it is. It'll be fun!”

She still looked a little skeptical. “So... What exactly is this favor?”

“Just um...” Cadance looked around, but out here in the orchard, there wasn't anything much besides endless apple trees to distract from Applejack's question. “Well, I was wondering if maybe you could have sex with Shining Armor for me?”

Applejack's jaw dropped. Her eyes went huge. It was a little surprising that her hat didn't pop off of her head. “Shining Armor... He's got a thing for me?” Her ear twitched a little bit. “Rarity or Rainbow, maybe ... that I could understand. And everypony knows about him and Twilight. But how come he's all the sudden interested in me? I'm just ... just a...”

“You are wonderful, Applejack. Every bit as desirable as any of your friends, perhaps a lot more so in some ways.” A little flattery wouldn't hurt. And besides, it was true enough. Applejack did have some fine qualities to her ... especially if she'd clean herself up a little and maybe brush her mane once in a while. She would clean up really nice if she tried.

“But...” Applejack's eyes were beginning to spin a little dizzily. “I've ... I've barely even met the guy. Only talked to 'em a few times. What's got into him to go after me all the sudden, especially when he's already got a...” She paused for a moment, looking up at Cadance as if just remembering who she was talking to. “Especially when he's already got, well, you. Figure if I was in your place, I'd be a mite jealous.”

“Me, jealous?” Cadance scoffed. “Never.” She waved her hoof dismissively. “But you don't have to worry about my husband developing a crush on you. I'm here to arrange a little ménage à huit between us and the six of you here in Ponyville.”

“Oh...” Applejack let out a big sigh. Was that disappointment or relief? “Nothin' romantic then, just a bit of fun?”

“That's the idea.”

“Still, I ain't quite sure about joinin' in with your menagerie.”

“Ménage à huit.” When Applejack looked at her blankly, Cadance elaborated further: “It's like a ménage à trois, but with eight ponies instead of—”

“Whichever. But I hope you know I ain't the sort of pony to go around jumpin' into bed with just anypony at the drop of a hat.”

“Oh of course not! I would never!” Cadance came closer, fluttering her eyelashes at Applejack. “But maybe there's something I could do for you? Something to make it worth your while?”

“Hm... Well, there is somethin'. If you don't mind a trip into town.”

“I'll do anything you need, just lead the way.” Cadance had been expecting – or was it hoping? – that Applejack would ask her back to the farmhouse, where she'd be able to get a taste of those big curvy flanks of hers. But that didn't seem to be the case. Oh well. It would just have to wait until the big day. In the meantime, she enjoyed the scrumptious view of Applejack's ample ass cheeks as she followed her toward Ponyville.

* * *

Cadance looked up at the somewhat dingy building's sign as Applejack led her up to the front door. “Hm... Barnyard Bargains? Do we need some supplies for what you want to do?” She'd never been to a store quite like this one. Even as a filly, before she'd gotten her horn, her parents would have scoffed at such an establishment.

“Nah,” Applejack said with a shrug, walking right through the front door without a pause. “And it ain't about what I want to do. More like somethin' I don't want to do. You'll see. We're headed to the office upstairs in the back.”

That, of course, led to even more following Applejack. Cadance passed by rows and rows of cheap goods on shelves – mostly imported – until they reached a stairwell in the center of the store. Watching Applejack's thick, muscular ass flex on the way up was a nice diversion, but then it was back to more store ... until they finally reached a small door labeled 'employees only' in the back wall. Applejack opened it without knocking. She'd obviously been here before.

Rather than leading into a dusty storage room, the door actually led to a plush hallway with nice soft carpeting, pleasant lighting, and warm polished wood panels on the walls. Ooh, was Applejack leading her into some sort of secret sex club? She'd never have thought such a small town would have such a thing. It raised her opinion of the place markedly.

Only ... the further she got inside, the more she suspected that wasn't the case. A few doors led off of the hallway, all with windows in them. And inside those windows were not low-lit candles, moaning ponies, and rocking beds, but ponies doing paperwork at desks. Was Applejack going to ask her to fill out forms? Now that would really put her wifely resolve to the test!

Applejack didn't stop at any of the side doors, though. She went straight to the end of the hall, to the bigger, shinier, and unlabeled door that the hallway led directly toward. This one did not have a window in it.

Again, Applejack entered without knocking. When Cadance followed, she found herself in a small anteroom or foyer with a comfy-looking padded bench, a tiny desk, and a cute secretary with her mane held up in a tight bun with a turquoise bow.

“Is he here?” Applejack asked.

Rather than reply to Applejack, the secretary pushed a button on her desk. “Mister Rich? Applejack is here to see you.”

A voice came out of the little speaker next to the button. “I'm not taking any appointments right now.” He sounded a little breathless. “Personal time.”

Applejack leaned over and pushed the button herself, much to the secretary's obvious consternation. “It's about that offer you made a while back, about forgivin' my farm's debts.”

“So...? You've finally come around?” His voice sounded much less brusque now. Suddenly, he was interested, intrigued. “I was hoping you would.”

“Nah, I still ain't gonna do that, Filthy. Not personal-like. Not myself. I ain't that kind of mare. But I brought somepony just as good. Probably even better!”

A sigh came from the little speaker. “We've been over this already. I didn’t make that offer because I wanted just anypony. Giving Quill Tip here a special executive bonus is much cheaper if that's all I want.” The secretary blushed fiercely, looking away. She didn't say anything, but the speaker continued on: “I made that offer because it was you, Applejack. Not one of your friends.”

“Are you suuure?” Applejack sounded awfully confident as she drawled into the speaker grille. “'Cause I brought a really special friend today...”

“Is it Pinkie Pie again? Because the last time you said that—”

Applejack pushed the button before he could finish. “Don't you at least want to come out and see her?”

This time, instead of coming from the little speaker, the voice came from behind the door, rapidly growing closer and louder. “Really, if it's Pinkie Pie again, I think I'm going to—” He opened the door, saw Cadance standing there. His jaw dropped.

The door swung freely behind him. He'd forgotten to close it, revealing a glimpse of a plush office beyond. Applejack grinned smugly. Cadance tried to look a little coy and appealing ... and given that she was the Princess of Love, she was pretty successful at it. She even managed to blush a little bit.

“So?” Applejack said, her tone clearly implying she already knew what his answer would be.

“H-her?”

Applejack nodded. “For everything Sweet Apple Acres owes. Just like you said. And then she's all yours.”

“But...” The stallion's mouth moved quickly, but no sound came out. “But would she really do it? With... With me?”

Cadance cleared her throat a little. “You know, the two of you could stop talking about me as if I'm not here.”

Mister Rich looked like he'd been struck by lightning, he dropped into a bow so fast. “My apologies, Your Highness! I meant no offense!”

“None taken, and please, just call me Cadance. You should, shouldn't you, if we're going to be on so much more intimate terms soon?”

He looked up at her, slowly rising. “You ... you really would do it, Your, um ... Cadance?”

She smiled and laid a forehoof across Applejack's broad back. It felt nice. Firm. Yes, she'd definitely have to carve out a little time to enjoy the farm pony herself once Shining's big day came. But now was time for a show of solidarity ... and then a little reminder for Applejack. “Of course, Mister Rich.”

“Just 'Rich' is fine.”

She smiled and gave Applejack a little squeeze. So firm! The contours of her muscles under her fur were addicting. “Of course, Rich. I'd do anything for my friend Applejack. And she'd do anything for me, isn't that right?”

“... Or anyone,” Applejack muttered under her breath.

Cadance just smiled some more, hoping Filthy Rich hadn't heard that.

Finally, Filthy Rich's mind seemed to be catching up with the situation. Judging by the careful way he angled his body and kept his forelegs tucked close together, he was hiding the way his body was catching up as well. “Quill Tip, cancel all my appointments for the next two hours,” he told the cute secretary mare. To Cadance, he said, “Please, do come in. I'm so sorry. Terrible manners to keep the two of you out here in the foyer.” But when he said the two of them, that seemed to click something out of place for a moment. “Um... Applejack, did you want to, uh...?”

Applejack rolled her eyes and turned to leave. “I've got apples to buck.” That was all she said in the way of goodbyes. She trotted promptly out the door and was a good way down the hall before the door finally closed behind her.

That left just Filthy Rich, Cadance, and the secretary. When Filthy Rich headed back into his office with a bit of a nervous twitch in his step, Cadance only took a brief moment to wink at Quill Tip – the secretary blushed again – before following him inside. She discreetly used her magic to lock the door behind her. It wouldn't do to have any interruptions interfering with the little deal she'd struck with Applejack, now would it?

The office was full of the kind of tasteless splendor she'd expect from a rich provincial merchant. Plush carpet, deeply polished wood, a big bookshelf behind the desk full of massive tomes that looked like they'd never been read. He hastily cleared a rather tame naughty magazine off of his desk, sliding it into a drawer right beneath the obligatory family photo. The one redeeming feature of the room – the one piece that actually gave it some personality – was a child's artwork, expensively framed and hung on the wall. It was a foal's rough parody of the family photo, showing stick ponies of roughly similar colors, no doubt representing Filthy Rich, his wife, and presumably ... daughter? She seemed to have eyelashes, at any rate, and surely was the artist behind the piece. The background abounded with red hearts. To have that so prominently and painstakingly displayed showed some bonds of real affection in the family – real love. And, after all, it wasn't only romantic love that she was the princess of. Still, that did represent a certain challenge for her plans...

Cadance glanced meaningfully at the family photo on the desk. “Is that your wife? Would she be, hm, okay with this?”

He rolled his eyes and sighed a little. “She has her own little dalliances. With the help. Pool boys and the like. Acts as if I don't know.” Again, he sighed, this time with a shrug. “Then again, I act as if she doesn't know about Quill Tip.” A thought occurred to him, evidenced by his suddenly straighter posture and a sudden glance downward. He hit a button on the desk. “You can stop listening in on us now, Quill!”

A nervous giggle came from some speaker hidden in the desk, abruptly cut off when he pressed another button, probably shutting the system off completely.

“Right. Now ... where were we?”

Cadance smiled and sidled a little closer. “I'm fairly certain you were about to bend me over this desk and fuck me like a two-bit whorse, isn't that right?”

He didn't respond ... other than to visibly gulp and then fidget nervously in place. Cadance knew that kind of fidgeting well. Sometimes stallions needed to move a little bit in order to help let their cock slide out of its sheath. Of course, it also helped him keep his legs between her and what she wanted to see.

Hm, a little bit shy, was he? Cadance knew the cure for that. “Well,” she said, “let's get a look at what we're working with, shall we?”

She quickly stepped around to Filthy Rich's side, lowering her head to blatantly look up under his belly.

And, of course, she gasped appreciatively. “Oh my goodness!” Smiling, she looked back up into his blushing – actually blushing! – face. “Your wife is a lucky mare.” She winked at him ... and also for him, though he probably didn't have as good of a view of that second wink from his position. “Or should I say, your secretary is a lucky mare?”

He blushed even more deeply. It was adorable. And so what if his cock wasn't all that big, actually? Very ordinary, in fact. It was nice enough, and as worked up as she was by this point, Cadance wasn't about to be picky. Besides, a little flattery never hurt.

Still, though, even though he was grinning like a colt who'd seen his first winking pussy, he wasn't making a move on her yet. She'd have to do better.

“If I was her,” she said, “I don't think I'd need some bonus to convince me to come get a taste of it. I'd come in and let you have me with a touch of that button on your desk.” Distracting him with her half-lidded eyes, she surreptitiously used her magic to turn the intercom system back on. It was her princessly duty to spread love throughout Equestria, after all, and if Quill Tip could partake in a little vicarious love, why not share?

“R-really?” he asked, taking a step closer to her. “You don't even want any payment?”

“Well, I don't... But what kind of friend would I be if I didn't get Applejack what she wanted?”

“Oh, yes.” He cleared his throat, something almost like a nervous cough. “Of course. Right.”

“And what kind of Princess of Love would I be if I didn't give you what you wanted?” Giving him a sultry look, she turned around and planted her forehooves up on top of the big, heavy desk. That left her facing away from him – the perfect time to spread her hind legs wide, raise her tail, and swish her curvy little pink butt back and forth in front of him. Soon, she could feel her needy pussy joining into the action all on its own, letting out one long, wet wink, followed by a flurry of smaller ones. With the tips of her wings, she pulled a little on her ass cheeks, helping to spread them a tiny bit and give him even more of a show.

If that didn't get a stallion going, he was either dead or gay.

Neither, it seemed, applied to Filthy Rich. She actually heard his cock slap up against his belly. He came rushing up behind her as out-of-control as if he was running on pure instinct.

He certainly mounted her like a stallion running on instinct. His forelegs instantly slid up over her ass, and she could feel the tip of his cock prodding wildly down between her thighs.

That was a problem she'd become well accustomed to when it came to ordinary-sized stallions. She was quite tall for a mare, after all. How did Luna and especially Celestia manage it? Did they just have to find exceptionally tall stallions, or did they abandon the usual mounting position altogether? Well, this wasn't the time to speculate about her aunts' love lives. For her own purposes, being only a little taller than the average stallion, all she had to do was to bend her hind legs a little. It wasn't easy to keep up that squatting position throughout an entire lovemaking session, but over time, these little workouts only made her ass all the more shapely. And anything that made her better at spreading love was worth it.

Now that she was lower, Filthy Rich found his mark in no time. And he was not subtle about it. He squeezed Cadance's hips between his forelegs, gaining the leverage to savagely shove his cock inside her.

It was a good thing she was already so wet and worked up, or that might have actually hurt a little! But as it was, this was exactly what she needed – just get right down to it. Pound her. Use her. And give her pussy the workout it so desperately wanted. After all the teasing she'd been through, she'd finally be able to get off!

He hadn't managed to get quite all the way inside her on the first push, so with his next thrust, he squeezed her even harder around the middle, shoving the last little bit of himself into her.

Cadance gave a soft moan of appreciation when she felt the thick warm presence of his cock fully inside her. Relatively quiet for now. She'd leave plenty to build up to ... plenty for Quill Tip to hear if she chose to listen in. For now, it was nice just to feel the firm warmth inside her, to feel the little pressures of his balls resting against her inner thighs, to feel the little twitches and subtle motions of a real stallion's cock that no toy could ever truly replicate.

When Filthy Rich began moving inside her, there wasn't much subtlety to that, either. He only pulled out just enough to push back in again, always pushing in, in, in. Each little thrust came with a strained grunt from up behind her back, and each time, she could feel him trembling a little as he pushed as far inside as he possibly could – he was really putting everything he had into it, despite his lack of technique.

It actually reminded Cadance of having sex with a young, inexperienced colt, despite his much larger size. The blind, insistent need, the way he was pushed forward by instinct alone, even the little sounds he made. The veins of his cock rippled over her inner walls, and his medial ring pulsed back and forth through the very tightest bit of her pussy, pleasantly spreading her a little bit each time. Yes! Now this was finally something she could get off to!

He shifted his hooves a little, which seemed to gain him exactly nothing. Now his thrusts became even shorter and more frantic.

And even though he obviously wasn't giving any thought to her pleasure, Cadance enjoyed it thoroughly. That was how worked-up and unfulfilled she'd gotten since embarking on this task to win over Twilight and her friends. Quill Tip would know about how she was feeling, too. Cadance let her voice have free rein to express what she was feeling in a cascade of little moans and sighs, as if the very breath were being driven out of her with each of Filthy Rich's fervent thrusts.

Cadance wasn't about to just bend over the desk and take it like that, though. Even in this position, she had a few tricks she could play. Unlike most mares, she made a point of practicing and experimenting, of finding new and better ways to enhance the experience even more. She'd do anything for love. She tensed her inner muscles every time Filthy Rich pushed into her, relaxing them for the moment he pulled out for yet another squeeze the next time. It massaged and milked his cock, building up even more sensations for both of them. Filthy Rich would be getting his money's worth out of this little deal! Nopony fucked like the Princess of Love.

Unfortunately, that was her undoing. She'd overestimated him. It only took a few thrusts with her using her special technique before she started to feel the extra tightness deep inside her, just a little bit more pressure. But she knew quite well what that meant. He was flaring!

No, not yet! Not yet! She wasn't nearly there yet. She'd need more of this – much more – if she was going to get off. She couldn’t let him finish now!

She quit egging him on with her special technique right away, but that barely slowed him down. And pinned between him and the heavy desk, she didn't have much ability to squirm away from him, either. Finally, in desperation, she held him in place with her magic.

It wasn't enough. Even as motionless as she could hold him, he was still able to nudge his hips forward and back a bit. Enough.

His forehooves squeezed tightly around her hips, straining against her magical hold, and his cock flared out to its fullest extent inside her. With a choked, wheezing grunt he came.

Cadance could feel it – the sudden pulsing of his cock, the splash of quickly spreading warmth into her womb. She could feel every stream of his cum as it squirted right inside her. There hadn't been any discussion at all about pregnancy or avoiding it. Filthy Rich just took it as his right – all part of the bargain – that he'd be able to cum inside her. Did he know about alicorns' famous resistance to pregnancy? Was he counting on that? Or did he just consider the possibility of impregnating a princess to be his due reward for forgiving Applejack's debts?

Not that it mattered. The deed was already done. More than done. For all of his lackluster performance, Filthy Rich could cum like a true champion. For long, breathless moments, he held himself hilted inside her, his clenching balls pressed tightly against her right below her vulva. Pump after pump of his cum poured into her, claiming her from the inside out, if only this once. He must have been emptying himself to the very last drop.

Finally, though, that last drop came. Even then, he held his cock inside her still-winking, still-needy pussy, bathing in her now-squishy warmth. He didn't withdraw it until it had shrunk almost entirely back inside his sheath anyway.

When Filthy Rich slid down off of Cadance's back, a thick wet plop of cum dropped down onto the plush carpet at almost the same moment as his forehooves. He stood there behind her for a moment, breathing hard. For that brief moment, Cadance actually thought he might be a gentleman and lick her to completion ... or at least give her a hoof job or something.

But no. He patted her ass cheek patronizingly. “Not bad, not bad,” he said. “Worth every penny.” And then he trotted smugly back around to his side of the desk, collapsing down into his big comfy-looking chair.

Now that he was in front of her, Cadance slowly slid her own hooves down off the desk. “Are you sure you don't want a little bit more?” She fluttered her eyelashes at him. Maybe if she could get him going again, his second wind would last long enough for her to get the satisfaction she so desperately needed. Or at least get her a little bit closer. Clopping herself was always an option, but after all the teasing she'd been through, it just didn't seem like that would be enough.

Filthy Rich shook his head and laughed a little. “After that? Whew.” He tilted his head back and breathed a bone-deep sigh. “I think I'm going to be drained for a week after that, Princess. Applejack never does lie, does she? You are really special.”

A little well-earned flattery was not the reward she'd really been hoping for, but it would have to do. It was apparently all she'd be getting. At least he seemed satisfied. Which meant she'd done everything Applejack wanted. Only one more pony on her list, and then everything would be ready for Shining Armor to finally enjoy what she'd been working so hard to achieve.

“Well,” Cadance said, not sure how to end the conversation without being at least a little bit awkward, “it's been nice getting to know you, Rich.”

“My pleasure.”

And only his pleasure. Cadance refrained from rolling her eyes or muttering. That wouldn't do at all. Instead, she turned around, gave him one last look under her tail just for the sake of teasing, and headed out the door. Maybe she'd finally find a little bit of satisfaction from Pinkie Pie. She could only hope.

On the way out of the office, she stopped for just a moment in Filthy Rich’s office foyer. With his secretary. She glanced over at the cute little mare and winked.

Quill Tip had obviously been listening in the entire time, if the way she blushed was any indication. The embarrassment wasn't quite to the level of being debilitating, though, because she managed to whisper, “How was he?”

Cadance sighed and mustered up a tight smile.

Quill Tip gave a slow nod of understanding. The look in her eyes told Cadance that she'd been in exactly the same position – perhaps literally – many times. That little bit of talk about willingly doing it with Filthy Rich just for the pleasure of it had just been banter ... now that she knew him better, doubly so. Cadance could fully understand why Quill Tip would only have him for a – hopefully quite substantial – sum of bonus pay. For that matter, it probably explained why Filthy Rich was unsatisfying in the first place. If he was in the habit of buying his time with mares, he'd be accustomed to satisfying them with money rather than with any kind of erotic talent. He wasn't very good at pleasing mares because he'd never needed to.

“Don't worry,” Cadance whispered back to her, “there are plenty of really nice stallions out there. I'm sure you'll find one who fits you perfectly.” In fact, if she had a little extra free time today, maybe she'd take a look around Ponyville and see if she could find a nice young stallion to make this cute little secretary's dreams come true. She did have her duties as the Princess of Love, after all.

But the way Quill Tip looked back at her with a secret little smile told her that there was no need. Quill Tip already had a secret special somepony in her life – one she was quite happy with.

That did put a more positive spin on things. As Cadance made her way back outside of Barnyard Bargains, she did it with a smile on her face and no effort to hide the sticky mess under her tail from anypony inside the store. If that cute little secretary had somepony to love, all was right with the world in that little moment.

And soon, all would be right with Cadance's world as well. All she had to do was find Pinkie Pie and—

“Howdy.”

Cadance froze just outside of Barnyard Bargains. Slowly, she turned her head to the left. Yes, there was Applejack, leaning against the wall with the brim of her hat down low and a grass stem sticking out from between her lips.

“So it's a done deal?” Applejack asked. “Didn't take too long. That's part of why I didn't take him up on that deal myself. Word gets around.”

The only response Cadance needed was to resume walking with her tail held high. Applejack would see what was hidden there, and she'd know what it meant. And then Applejack could go up to see Filthy Rich about whatever paperwork or whatever needed doing, which was no doubt why she'd stuck around.

Applejack chuckled a little at the sight of the mess under her tail. “Not bad, not bad.”

Okay, if she was messy enough back there to impress Applejack, maybe she'd need a shower before heading over to Pinkie's place. But she was almost there, almost done. So close she could feel it. At this point, she was looking forward to the final event probably even more than Shining Armor would be. Hopefully none of Twilight's friends would object to letting Cadance join in as well...

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Chapter 6 - Pinkie

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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Chapter 7 - Shining Armor

Cadance paced back and forth nervously in front of the teleportation portal in Twilight’s basement. She couldn’t help it. She needed to move. She needed to do something. All her carefully constructed plans were in peril!

“Don’t worry,” Twilight said, her voice echoing in the dim subterranean room filled with odd magical artifacts. “He should be getting here any moment. As soon as our messenger arrives in the Crystal Empire with the activation bead.”

The activation bead was a very simple bauble on a very plain necklace that Twilight had assured her would bring Shining Armor here in time. Supposedly, all anypony had to do was wear that necklace around their neck, and if they then placed the bead inside their mouth, they would instantly transport back here – to the teleportation portal that had been paired with it. It seemed very odd to her. Not the way magic was supposed to be done. “Are you sure this is going to work?” she asked. “Maybe we should have told him to ride back in a pegasus carriage.”

Twilight shook her head. “That would be too slow. Don’t worry. I’ve researched this old magic extensively.”

“And tested it?” Cadance raised an eyebrow at her.

“Um ... sure. A... A couple times.”

“And did you ever test it on a distance this far?”

“Well ... no. But all the old manuscripts I went through said that it would work perfectly at any distance. I’m sure it will be fine.”

Cadance shook herself, trying to un-tense her nervousness. If anypony knew magic, it should be Twilight. She just couldn’t shake the feeling that something had gone terribly wrong, though. “But...” She sighed. “But why isn’t he here yet?” It would already be evening outside Twilight’s castle by now, and at least two of Twilight’s friends had to leave early tomorrow morning. They wouldn’t want to stay up late with Shining Armor, promises or no promises. After all, they’d never promised when they would do it. What if everything ended up having to be delayed for months?

“We just have to wait for our messenger to reach the Crystal Empire, that’s all. It shouldn’t be too much longer. And don’t worry – we didn’t send our usual mailmare. Fleetfoot was in town, and Rainbow helped convince her to take the bead up there. If a Wonderbolt can’t make it there in time, nopony can.”

Cadance nodded and forced herself not to sigh again. A Wonderbolt was delivering the bead? Then it should definitely have already been there by now, and Shining Armor should definitely already be here by now. What had gone wrong? Would she end up finding out that her husband had been teleported to some nether-dimension instead? She should have just waited, scheduled something later with Twilight and her friends if they were busy tomorrow! They had all the time in the world. Why did she have to ruin it by being impatient?

“You’re pacing again,” Twilight pointed out. “Don’t make me do the whole breathing exercise thing. You’re the one who taught me that, after all.”

“Sorry! Sorry!” She forced herself to stop pacing. “It’s just that—”

Fffwuump.

Instantly, Cadance spun back around ... to find the teleportation portal’s blue glow already fading. More importantly, Shining Armor stood in the middle of it, looking a little confused ... and also a little silly with that bead in his mouth. Slowly, as if fearing that doing so might send him straight back to the Crystal Empire, he let it drop out of his mouth.

“Wow,” he said. “It really worked...”

“Shining!” Cadance pounced on him, all but tackling him to the floor and getting plenty of kisses. “I missed you so much!”

“Me too, honey,” he said, trying to pick himself back up. “But Fleetfoot said there was some kind of emergency?”

Twilight almost laughed out loud, but covered it by clearing her throat instead. “Uh... I think the word we used was ‘urgent’, not ‘emergency’. It must have gotten a little mixed up in translation.”

Having finally extricated himself enough to see his sister, Shining grinned. “Twiley! You’re here too!” Then a thought seemed to strike him. He turned back to Cadance. “Wait ... did you actually do it?”

Cadance grinned back at him smugly.

“All six of them?”

Her grin grew several orders of magnitude smugger.

He just about tackled her this time. “Cadance! I... I don’t even... Can you say best wife EVER!”

She kissed him back. “I think you have to get me a coffee mug that says so in order to make it truly official ... but yes.”

Twilight came close enough to intrude before the two of them could say anything else. “But,” she said, “time is a bit of a factor, so...”

“Oh, um, sure!” Shining looked at his sister, then actually blushed a little. “So ... is everypony waiting somewhere? And when are we going to...?” He looked at her, then couldn’t anymore, glancing away. “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

“Too long,” Twilight agreed. “And don’t worry. As you might have guessed, I have a plan. Cadance is going to lead you to a washroom where you can get freshened up, and by the time you’re done, I’ll have everypony gathered in the throne room.”

“The throne room...” He blinked at her. “That’s an ... interesting choice.”

Cadance had already begun nudging him toward the door, which would lead up the stairs and to that promised washroom. “She’s been studying that map up there, and she thinks she can use it to summon all of her friends. And, well, it’s a nice big room with plenty of space. I already added some nice cushions and pillows.”

“All her friends?” Shining had been heading toward the stairwell with her, but he stopped in his tracks for a moment, though. “Uh... Not Spike, though, right? Or”— he shuddered —“Discord?”

Cadance just laughed. “Come on – let’s get you ready.”

* * *

Actually, by the time Cadance got her husband all the way up to the throne room of Twilight’s castle, all of Twilight’s friends were already waiting for them there. Which was maybe because her definition of getting Shining ready for the big event had been to give him a little pregame oral. Not enough to get him off, just enough to get him going ... and to show him how much she’d missed him over the past days.

That, however, had developed into a bit of an awkward situation now that the two of them had finally entered the throne room. The big doors clanged shut behind them, leaving the husband and wife to stair down six pairs of curios, quiet eyes from the six thrones around the map.

The awkward looks they shared together now might have killed the mood entirely ... if it weren’t for how meticulously Twilight had planned all of this. She hopped up from her throne and came over to them. “Shining! Come on – we all can’t wait to get started!”

He backed up half a step. “Um, actually I’m kind of... What I mean is, are you sure this is the best time and place for—?”

“I’m sure,” Twilight said confidently. “Cadance? Want to help me get him in the mood?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” Of course, Cadance knew Twilight was going to ask that. All of this had been planned in advance. It had been all but scripted ahead of time. That didn’t mean it wouldn’t be effective, though. Cadance knew what her Shining liked, and he was definitely going to like what they’d planned for him. She sauntered over to Twilight. “Ready?”

Twilight got up off of her throne. “Ready? I’ve been waiting for this for days! Come on!”

Even though Cadance wasn’t facing the right direction to see it, she could practically hear her husband’s jaw hit the floor when her lips met Twilight’s. And, honestly, it wasn’t bad. Not bad at all. How had she never kissed her sister-in-law before? Twilight’s lips were soft and delicate, and the little moaning hum she made was delicious. Was it for Shining’s benefit or was it for Cadance herself? Either way, it made raising her tail and winking for her husband quite easy to do. It came naturally.

And they hadn’t positioned themselves almost side-by-side by accident. No, this was still according to plan. When Cadance opened her eyes a little and spared a glance, she saw that Twilight’s tail was rising as well. No sign of what might be underneath from this angle, but she was sure that Twilight would give her brother a good show – plenty of drippy winks from that pert purple pussy of hers. The way they’d placed themselves, Shining would be getting a perfect view of his wife kissing his sister ... framed by both mares’ assets on either side, with tails raised and winking away. If she knew Shining, she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist.

And, yes, in fact – when she separated from the surprisingly intimate little kiss with her sister-in-law, she found her husband right there behind both of them, his eyes wide and his cock already hanging down out of his sheath. Mmm... Now that was what she’d been missing! But even though it might be her wifely right to claim it right at the very beginning, she knew she wouldn’t be able to give him up, and she was supposed to be sharing. That’s what all of this had been leading up to, after all, right?

Still, though, he stood there. At least his tongue wasn’t hanging out, but he was visibly panting. But like a good husband – the best – he was waiting for her.

Cadance smiled at him. “Go ahead. They’re all yours.”

After that, he only hesitated for a split second ... but that split second was more than long enough for Twilight to take the initiative instead. She came at Shining hard, glomping him to the floor before anypony else could even move. Even that, though, she must have planned, because there just happened to be a cushion on the floor behind Shining Armor – one which he soon found himself on top of ... with his sister on top of him in turn.

Turning to the rest of them, Cadance giggled a little. It was always nice to see her husband having fun. Maybe not quite as nice as having fun with him, but she’d make sure to get a little before the evening was over. After all the unsatisfying work she’d been putting in so far, she desperately needed a little real relief – the kind of relief her nicely endowed husband could provide her.

Behind her, Twilight squeaked in pleasure, accompanied by a slight grunt from Shining Armor. Ah yes – that would be her enjoying that endowment herself. Cadance didn’t even have to look. The little sounds coming from the two of them made it perfectly clear.

As for the others, though... They were all just staring at the incestuous copulation happening right in front of them.

“Go ahead, everypony,” Cadance told them. “You’re welcome to as much of him as Twilight’s willing to share!”

Finally, the mad rush came. All five of the other mares got up from their thrones and hurried over to cluster around Shining Armor. Soon, he was buried in a pile of curvaceous multicolored flesh with fresh young mares all over every bit of him. She could hardly see even a hint of his white fur through the writhing pile. Ah ... just as it should be.

Well, except that she was being left out of everything. Which, after all the missed orgasms she’d had already... She shook her head. No – she had to do something about this. And not just clopping herself. She hadn’t come all this way to merely depend on her own hoof.

And yet, there was no way she’d be able to get a piece of her husband. Not now, anyway. The mares around him were clustered so thick that even they couldn’t get to him all the time.

Which, actually... Cadance smiled. That gave her an idea. And after all, it would only be her being the best wife she could be. Obviously, even a stallion as studly as Shining Armor would be overwhelmed trying to deal with seven mares at once. Helping him out a little bit would only be the right thing to do!

And look – there was Applejack, pacing back and forth somewhere just past where Shining’s head would be. Fluttershy and Rarity were already both sharing Shining’s tongue between the two of them as they embraced each other, with the other three mares monopolizing the rest of his appendages – with Twilight monopolizing the most important one. Poor Applejack just couldn’t get an opening, at least not at the moment. Maybe she’d be able to find a free hoof to sit on and rub herself there or something ... hardly as much as a mare like her deserved. But Cadance could help her. More importantly, she could help Cadance.

As Applejack fidgeted around, trying to find an opening to get to Shining, Cadance came up to her and laid what she hoped would be a calming – but also arousing – hoof over Applejack’s back. “What do you say, Applejack? Think I can have better luck than Mister Rich?”

Applejack looked over at her with a sly grin, moving a little closer so that their bodies rubbed together at the side. That almost put Cadance on top of her, given their height difference ... but it still felt quite nice. “I dunno,” she said. “You thinkin’ you could do a better job than he could?”

“Applejack, please.” Cadance snickered. “They don’t call me Princess of Love for nothing.”

Blushing so adorably, Applejack glanced around. “So, should we, uh...”

“Oh you just stay right there.” Slowly, sensually, Cadance began sliding her way down Applejack’s broad, firm back. Even though the mare’s fur felt a little stiff or coarse, her sumptuous curves more than made up for it. Once again, she marveled at what a mare Applejack could be if she only stopped by the spa a little more often. Even as she was now, she was incredible ... especially as Cadance began to run out of back muscle to caress, moving on to the swell of her rump.

Up and over and around ... so much around. Cadance bit her lip a little as she surveyed the bountiful rear under her hoof, especially as she came fully behind her. The love-cries of the other mares enjoying her husband all but faded away. Goddess – Applejack was just such a magnificent mare! Her firm and tight ass cheeks were just so wide and perfectly shaped. Cadance felt like she could just hug that beautiful backside against her all day. And she’d have to spread her forehooves wide for a hug like that. The best part, though, was that Applejack was already holding her tail up high. Her pussy was adorably freckled, and while it might look perfectly ordinary on an ordinary mare, when it was nestled between Applejack’s thick cheeks, it looked so petite and dainty, winking so needfully. The perfect little glistening gem in a broad expanse of orange-furred roundnesses. Cadance licked her lips. This was going to be nice.

But not just nice for her. After all, Applejack was about to get her first taste of the Princess of Love. Or vice versa ... to take the more literal sense.

Cadance decided to start with a little tease. She nudged her muzzle right up between Applejack’s well-toned cheeks, but not quite far enough to actually touch the mare. Instead, she almost nuzzled Applejack’s pussy. Close enough that Applejack would feel the subtle electric closeness, but not enough that she’d get any real contact. And it was only thanks to Cadance’s long experience that she was able to keep that delicate distance perfectly even when Applejack winked for her.

Apparently, though, what she was doing hadn’t gone unnoticed. “Oh wow, A-J!” Rainbow’s voice came from somewhere around – or possibly underneath – Shining Armor. “How is she? Is she good?”

“Dunno,” Applejack replied. “But I hope she’s plannin’ on gettin’ started soon!”

Getting started? What did she think this was? Well, if she wanted more, Cadance could give her more. It was time to test this farm pony’s mettle!

From that moment on, Cadance didn’t hold back. She gave Applejack everything. She had her tongue practically wrapped around Applejack’s clit ... when it wasn’t plunged deep inside and caressing every little bit of Applejack’s inner walls. And there wasn’t a single freckle on Applejack’s vulva that her lips didn’t reach in the Princess of Love’s most intimate of kisses.

The effect was gratifyingly immediate and devastating. For a few brief moments, Applejack was able to cry out in surprise and sudden passion, but she lost her voice soon after. About the same time as her legs went trembly and collapsed, pitching her forward with her ample rump sticking straight up ... which only gave Cadance better access.

Applejack’s complete loss of control under Cadance’s amorous assault was so much of a wreck that it was difficult to determine quite when Applejack orgasmed ... or how many times. Probably, even Applejack herself wouldn’t be able to tell. In the space of a couple minutes, Cadance had reduced the proud farm mare to a mind-blown invalid twitching on the floor in a puddle of her own orgasmic juices.

Her muzzle dripping with the evidence of Applejack’s immense enjoyment, Cadance stood back up and assessed her situation. Still no closer to her own orgasm, and Applejack was certainly in no fit state to help with that, not anytime soon anyway, though a tough pony like her would no doubt recover fast enough to take a turn with Shining Armor before the evening was over.

For now, Shining Armor seemed to be quite pleasantly occupied. Twilight was on his face now, steering his muzzle right where she wanted it by holding his horn. Rarity, her own pussy dripping and still slightly gaped from being so recently filled was now helping ease Fluttershy onto his cock. And Pinkie ... Pinkie was deepthroating one of Shining’s hooves. Cadance blinked at the sight. Even in her wide experience, she’d never seen or heard of such a thing. Shining seemed to like it, though. Would it even be possible for any other pony to do, or was it just another one of those Pinkie Pie things?

Rainbow Dash, however... It seemed the only thing Rainbow had to occupy herself with was idly rubbing herself on one of Shining’s other hooves. And Shining – as studly as he was – had been so overwhelmed by everything the others were doing that he wasn’t even helping. The hoof that Rainbow had to content herself with was just lying there. It was quite pitiful, really. A lovely and lithe little mare like Rainbow Dash deserved better. Thankfully, though, Cadance had a solution to that, and a plan was quickly forming in her mind of just how to make Rainbow’s evening more interesting.

Slowly, confidently, she walked over to them, coming up right behind Rainbow so she could whisper into Rainbow’s ear. “Hmm... Seems like you could use a little help. Care for something a little ... more?”

“I don’t know,” Rainbow said. “Aren’t we supposed to be doing stuff with Shining Armor?”

“I promise you he won’t mind if we take a little time for each other while he’s busy.”

Rainbow turned her head then, looking at Cadance with her lips pursed. She looked sort of pensive, as if she wanted to say something but didn’t dare say it.

Well, Cadance knew she had only one chance at this. She had to guess just what it was Rainbow wanted to ask for but didn’t dare say. Thankfully, her earlier eavesdropping had given her a bit of a hint in that direction. She leaned in extra close to Rainbow’s ear and did her very best impression of Auntie Luna’s voice. “If you wish, you could close your eyes and pretend I am someone else. I am well acquainted with role-playing.”

Rainbow’s eyes went wide, and a visible shiver ran through her ... which was almost certainly not due to the effects of Shining’s hoof down between her legs. “You’d...?”

“Oh yes,” she said in the same voice. “How would you serve your Princess of the Night, Rainbow Dash?”

Rainbow turned to look at Cadance, already trembling just from the sound of that voice.

But Cadance quickly covered Rainbow’s eyes. “No. Do not gaze upon your Princess. I forbid it. You may only hear me ... and feel me. Now ... how would you serve your Princess?” It felt quite odd to Cadance to speak like that. She wasn’t accustomed to throwing her royal weight around. But the effect it had on Rainbow was obvious and more than worth it.

“C-can you...” Rainbow gulped and then took a deep breath, probably trying to steady herself. Wow ... what a crush she had... She was so adorable like that! “Can you, um, sit on the throne please, Princess? And let me...”

Cadance didn’t need to know just what Rainbow wanted – she was ready for just about anything. No need to wait for the mare’s uncharacteristic hesitation about it to resolve. And, anyway, she already had an idea of what it was. It would suit her perfectly. “Come, Rainbow Dash,” she said imperiously in Luna’s voice. “Keep your eyes closed and come serve your Princess. I will guide you.”

Carefully, Cadance took Rainbow by the hoof and guided her toward the nearest throne ... which happened to be Fluttershy’s. It didn’t matter. All it needed to be was a throne. Any would do. The trickiest part was guiding Rainbow around – and partially over – Applejack, who was just now starting to woozily come back to herself, raising her head and looking around in amazement, as if wondering just what had happened to her.

Once at Fluttershy’s throne, Cadance sat down as if it were her very own. At least sitting on thrones was something she’d grown accustomed to. She usually didn’t sit in such an undignified manner, though, with her hind legs spread and sprawled over the edge, leaning back in a seductively lithe slouch. If only Rainbow’s eyes were open to see her, they’d be able to drink in every detail of Cadance’s teats and her pussy on full display.

“Very well, Rainbow Dash,” she said, grinning downward. “Serve your Princess.”

To Cadance’s mild surprise, Rainbow didn’t simply dive straight down between her outspread legs. Instead, she actually started with Cadance’s legs, bending down and passionately kissing one hind hoof.

Ooh – was Rainbow that kind of mare? Cadance would never have guessed ... which was unusual for her. Normally she had a very good intuition when it came to guessing what sort of love each pony liked best.

But no. Rainbow wasn’t some hoof fetishist. She was simply starting slow. Already, she was working her way up Cadance’s cannon up to her hock, then starting her way up Cadance’s thigh.

It was quite nice, actually. Cadance’s fur began to stand up in anticipation, not to mention the winking and dripping of her pussy. Any moment now, Rainbow’s precious little lips would find their way to where they were truly needed...

Not that soon, though, actually. When Rainbow reached the top of Cadance’s thigh, instead of going inward and sampling the treasures down between Cadance’s legs, she kept going upward, working her way up Cadance’s belly toward her chest.

“Mmm,” Rainbow said between kisses, “Princess Luna ... you have such a wonderful slim figure ... I could kiss your body all night.”

“You know she’s actually pregnant right now, right? Not exactly slim anymore.” Cadance said in her normal voice.

Rainbow opened her eyes, looking up at Cadance sharply. “Don’t ruin this for me!”

She kicked herself mentally. She should have known better! “Of course, my child of the night,” she said in Luna’s voice once more. “Please do continue.”

Quickly, Rainbow closed her eyes again and went back to kissing her way up Cadance’s body ... to the point where she started to have to climb up on the throne with Cadance in order to reach.

Cadance had learned something valuable in that ill-conceived exchange, though. It seemed that Rainbow preferred a non-pregnant Luna. So when Cadance just happened to mention to Auntie Luna that she should perhaps visit Rainbow Dash, she’d specify to visit her dreams, not the waking world. Luna could look however she wished in somepony’s dreams ... no need to appear gravid and heavily laden with Shining Armor’s foals.

Meanwhile, Rainbow was working her way up Cadance’s neck, nuzzling and kissing the whole way. “Oh Princes...”

“Kiss me, most loyal servant,” Cadance said, taking a guess at what Rainbow wanted from the Princess of the Night.

Either she’d guessed right or Rainbow was internalizing this role-play enough to obey ‘Luna’, because Rainbow immediately obeyed. She stood on the arms of the throne, straddling Cadance’s body as she rubbed their cheeks together on the way to the meeting of their lips. And when Rainbow kissed her, Cadance could feel the passion flowing as clearly as if it was a magical field. In a way, it was, as she well knew. It was her specialty, after all. Rainbow kissed gently, reverently, but also deeply. She was drinking from the font of her passions now, and she wanted as much as she could possibly get. Rainbow was not bashful about it, either. She locked lips and plunged her tongue into Cadance’s mouth, moaning in pleasure. For her own part, Cadance kissed her back just as passionately, holding her head with one hoof do draw her in even closer.

As much as Rainbow evidently wanted it to, though, the kiss didn’t last forever. Soon, Rainbow was working her way down the other side of Cadance’s neck, then back down her body and then, finally down between her legs. “Luna,” Rainbow whispered one last time, before finally planting her lips against one of Cadance’s teats and beginning to gently suckle her.

“Mmm, yes,” Cadance said, still in her best imitation of Luna’s sumptuous voice. “Enjoy, my Child of the Night. Enjoy the bounty your Princess has provided you.”

Rainbow did enjoy Cadance’s ‘bounty’ ... very much indeed. She worshiped at the altar of Cadance’s teats, treating them tenderly and lovingly before venturing lower still. The way Rainbow lapped and slurped Cadance’s pussy showed that Rainbow still had a lot to learn when it came to the subtle art of pleasing a mare ... but Cadance was not about to complain. She’d needed this for so long now that it didn’t take an expert to give her what she wanted. Almost anything would do. Besides, Rainbow was far from the worst she’d ever had. Enthusiastic and reverent, Rainbow completely devoted herself to Cadance’s pleasure. Or perhaps Luna’s pleasure.

It was all the same to Cadance, though. In fact, the lines rather blurred once her moans of pleasure began to become more genuine. It was more and more difficult to keep up the facade of imitating Auntie Luna’s voice. More and more of her own voice crept in.

That didn’t seem to bother Rainbow. She hummed in satisfaction with her muzzle pressed up tightly against Cadance’s pussy, still licking and suckling for all she was worth.

And perhaps Rainbow wouldn’t notice anything amiss in Cadance’s voice thanks to the other distracting sounds around. Shining Armor was inside Rarity again, and she was not being quiet when it came to how she felt about it ... and with nopony currently sitting on Shining’s face, he was finally free to add a few moans of his own to the mix. That wouldn’t last for long, though – Applejack looked to be preparing to smother him with her ample farm-pony ass.

Well, let Applejack sample the husband as well as the wife, why not? Cadance wasn’t going to last very long either, not under the dedicated stroking of Rainbow’s tongue. “Yes, yes, my Child of the Night!” she cried, barely managing to stay in character as she felt her insides tightening. Finally!

When orgasm came to her, Cadance was surprised just how anticlimactic it felt. There was release, yes. And a blossoming of pleasure from deep inside her, making her whole body shake and dousing Rainbow with her love juices. But it wasn’t the earth-shattering event she felt like she’d been building up to ever since arriving in Ponyville.

Even as Rainbow pulled away from between her hind legs with a satisfied “Aah,” the realization came to Cadance: there was only one thing that would give her the orgasm she truly needed. She glanced over at her husband, who was now standing on his hind legs and leaning against one of the thrones while Twilight kissed him and four other mares all joined in licking his cock. Cadance grinned. Thankfully, what she needed was right here, in this very room.

Rainbow finally opened her eyes looking up at Cadance. “Thank you ... Princess of the Night.”

“Any time, most loyal subject,” Cadance said in Luna’s voice. Switching back to her own voice, she added, “Now ... how about we rejoin my husband? He looks lonely over there with only five mares to enjoy. Maybe seven will be enough?”

Rainbow giggled. “If I knew ‘monogamy’ was this much fun, maybe I’d have settled down by now myself!”

The two of them were back at Shining Armor’s side in no time ... and yet it was time enough for things to have changed again. Shining was one busy stallion at the moment ... just the way Cadance liked him! At this point, he was just getting ready to mount Pinkie Pie, who was standing in front of him and wiggling her jiggly rump enticingly.

“Mind if I cut in?” Cadance asked her.

“Nopey-dopey!” Pinkie Pie said with her ever-present cheer. “But I don’t know if Shiney’s gonna— Oooh!” Her eyes went just a little wider and her smile a little broader as Shining mounted her, quickly plunging his very slickened cock into yet another pussy.

Cadance smiled almost as much as Pinkie. “Don’t worry. I have my ways.”

And she did. This was just fine. She knew just what to do – she deftly flipped herself down onto the cushioned floor right next to Pinkie, then scooched herself belly-up between Pinkie’s outspread hind legs.

That gave her a lovely view just above – her husband’s nice big cock pounding in and out of that plush pink pussy, his balls swinging to and fro as he moved, and Pinkie’s thick thighs jiggling every time he pushed fully inside her. But she hadn’t gotten herself into such an undignified position just to watch, though. Oh no. She had plans.

It took a little careful positioning in order to lift her head up right where she wanted without poking anypony in some very uncomfortable places. That elegantly long alicorn horn of hers did have its disadvantages from time to time. But she managed it well enough, wedging her horn up between her husband’s thigh and Pinkie’s plush ass cheek. And once she was finally just where she wanted to be, she got her reward: being able to kiss and lick right where her husband’s cock entered the other mare, along with Pinkie’s crazily winking clit. And she took full advantage of it, slathering her tongue over as much of both of them as she could manage, even as Shining’s balls repeatedly bumped against the side of her head.

Pinkie did not last long under that kind of treatment. It seemed like only a few seconds before she was boisterously crying out in orgasm, dripping her marecum down into Cadance’s mouth and onto her face.

That was hardly the end of things, though. It didn’t slow Shining Armor down, and Cadance kept licking ... and Pinkie kept cumming. She’d barely calm down from one orgasm before getting hit with another, as if they were all piling up on one another in a big long chain. But she seemed to have boundless energy. Or, at least, she somehow managed to stay standing despite it all, and her voice never paused for a moment, letting the whole castle know just how good she felt.

Shining Armor was moaning as well, though his moans were a bit muffled. When Cadance allowed herself to get distracted from her task for a moment and glance around, she saw the probable reason for that: both Rainbow’s and Twilight’s hind legs were right next to Pinkie’s forelegs ... which probably meant that they were standing upright and taking turns kissing Shining while he plowed their friend. How sweet! Cadance couldn’t help but smile a little as she went back to licking.

And as she licked, another thought occurred to her, another reason to smile. What if that moaning her husband was doing meant he was about to cum? About to fill Pinkie Pie with what must be a pretty pent-up load by now. And if he could make alicorns pregnant, what chance did Pinkie Pie have? Not to mention how the excess of it – and there was sure to be so much excess – would come dripping right down onto her face, mixed with Pinkie’s orgasmic juices to slather her in the very evidence of him taking another mare. How decadent!

Ah, but she knew him better than that. She knew he’d hold himself back, waiting until the very end. He wouldn’t waste this opportunity with seven mares by cumming before he was good and ready, satisfied that he’d had a taste of each and every one of them.

And speaking of which ... he seemed to be getting awfully friendly with Rainbow Dash. Perhaps... Yes! After Pinkie came one more time, Shining finally pulled out of her. For the briefest of moments, he stayed mounted on her as his cock angled a bit downward. Cadance took full advantage of the opportunity to lick Pinkie’s innermost flavor off of her husband’s cock. It was only for a moment, though. After that, Shining side-stepped to the right, still on his hind hooves, and came down on Rainbow’s back instead, quickly taking advantage of her now.

As Rainbow put on a brave face and tried not to squeal as Shining’s hefty cock squeezed into her, Cadance picked herself off the floor.

Hm... What to do next? Pinkie Pie looked too tuckered out to have any fun with at the moment. Twilight, Fluttershy, and Applejack were putting on a lovely show by kissing each other right in front of Shining. Ooh, and more than kissing! Twilight and Fluttershy were beginning to interlock their hind legs, rubbing their pussies together as Applejack pushed the two of them even closer with her strong hooves. The only one left out was ... Rarity, who was currently standing aside with her hoof halfway raised, as if she didn’t understand where she might fit into this picture.

Ah, yes. Rarity would do. She’d do quite nicely. And in even better news, as soon as Rarity had noticed Cadance looking at her, their eyes had met and the unicorn was heading her way.

Cadance did her best to look inviting and ready for anything. It wasn’t difficult, given that both were entirely true.

But what Rarity said still surprised her. It wasn’t a common request, after all. “I’m afraid I must admit, I do have a rather peculiar little pastime I enjoy partaking in from time to time,” she said, looking straight up at Cadance’s horn. “Occasionally I dally with Twilight, and I was looking forward to the chance to perhaps indulging myself with her brother. But then I noticed you, darling. And don’t you just have a wonderful horn? So elegant and long...”

That was more than enough to confirm Cadance’s suspicions. Hornplay. Even though any pony could enjoy it, that fetish did tend to be almost exclusive to unicorns. And while Cadance’s horn might not have been quite as magnificent as Celestia’s or even Luna’s, it was certainly more impressive than the horns of most unicorns ... even above-average ones like Twilight or Shining. Cadance grinned. It wasn’t a fetish she particularly shared, but it wouldn’t be the first – nor the last – time she helped a pony indulge in play that did little for herself. She lowered her head, bringing her horn down within easy reach for Rarity. “Ooh, that sounds lovely.”

Rarity needed no further enticement. Showing every sign of reverent awe, she came closer, reaching up with one hoof to delicately trace the spiral of Cadance’s horn. “Oh my,” she said breathlessly, “you’re so...”

Cadance shivered a little as she watched the lewd display – unspeakable in some circles – of Rarity leaning in and planting a delicate, though sloppy-wet, kiss along the side of Cadance’s horn. Not for the sensation, of course. A unicorn’s horn was only really sensitive to magical fields ... and sometimes things like hot and cold. It certainly shouldn’t have been erotic to be kissed there. Oh, but it was. The use of horns as phallic substitutes was an intense taboo for some ... and at the very least, it was one of the worst-kept secrets from the other races of ponies. There was just something so wrong about using the very symbol of unicorn nobility for such an ignoble purpose ... and that’s what made it so hot!

Rarity was certainly no stranger to such play. She ran her tongue up and down Cadance’s horn lasciviously, moaning as she did so ... and being just messy enough to make it nice and slippery for what would of course be coming next.

“Ready, darling?” Rarity said, already turning around and presenting herself with tail raised.

“Are you ready?” Cadance eyed her dubiously, even as she drew closer. “I have to warn you, mine is quite a bit longer than what you’re used to ... and sharper.”

Rarity looked back at her with a devilish glint in her eye. “Why do you think I asked? Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”

“Well alright...” Even if Cadance had been inclined to doubt Rarity’s word in the matter, she would have been hard to resist. Seeing the normally prim pony in such a compromising pose – not to mention the impeccable contours of her backside and the adorably pinkish blush of her pussy lips – was quite a treat, and nothing would please her more than sliding something right up into that perfectly pert pussy as it winked open for her. Sometimes she almost wished she were a stallion. Namely, times like these. But since she wasn’t, she’d just have to make do with another body part sliding into Rarity’s supple depths.

Cadance found her mark expertly. She had to be careful to get her horntip in exactly the right spot, or she’d risk poking Rarity painfully with it. But this wasn’t her first time, and she knew what she was doing at least as well as Rarity herself. Her horn slid oh-so-smoothly between Rarity’s waiting pussy lips, quickly and easily sinking deep into the mare’s sumptuous pussy. Cadance could just feel the barest hint of Rarity’s inner walls caressing the sides of her horn as she pressed deeper and deeper, all the way until her mane pressed up between Rarity’s silky-smooth, perfectly groomed ass cheeks. What she did feel – overwhelmingly so – was the intense warmth of Rarity’s body suffusing her horn. Oh yes ... this was nice.

She wasn’t the only one enjoying herself, either. Rainbow’s voice had given up all pretense of restraint as Shining Armor gave her everything he had. And, well, she couldn’t quite see very well with her face tucked up underneath Rarity’s tail, but from the sound of things, it seemed like Twilight and Fluttershy might be giving each other mutual orgasms at the very moment by rubbing themselves together.

Rarity, too, cooed in satisfaction as Cadance’s unusually large horn filled her. But mere physical size was hardly Cadance’s only talent in that regard. Of course she didn’t dare move her horn inside Rarity much – even for a normal unicorn’s horn, that could be a recipe for painful disaster. With the horn of an alicorn, she had to be especially cautious. She was, however, the alicorn of love, which meant she’d taken the time to prepare for such situations.

“Are you ready, Rarity?” she said, her horn still deep inside the other mare.

“Ready for what, dear?”

Cadance’s grin grew. “This.” It was a fairly simple spell, really. Just a deliberately off-balanced magical feedback loop keyed straight back into her own horn. The kind of thing that should have been completely useless, except for one little side-effect: it made her horn vibrate.

The effect was immediate and satisfyingly dramatic. “Ca ... Cadaaaance!” Rarity’s inner walls clenched down hard against Cadance’s horn inside, already squirting a little of her juices out onto Cadance’s forelock. But that was just the beginning. Rarity’s whole body visibly shuddered as she struggled to maintain her composure. Her legs began to tremble. Her pussy began to wink uncontrollably around the base of Cadance’s horn.

Of course, Cadance herself wasn’t unaffected, either. It was a distinctly ... odd sensation to have one’s horn vibrating on one’s head. It made her teeth rattle and her eyes go blurry. But the important thing was what it did to Rarity. And besides, she’d never needed to use this spell particularly long, anyway...

And it proved that this evening would be no exception. It seemed like it took only moments to bring Rarity to a devastating orgasm. But even as Rarity dropped to the ground, no longer able to hold herself upright, Cadance deftly moved right along with her, preventing her horn from twisting uncomfortably inside the other mare. She canceled out the spell immediately, but only drew herself out of Rarity’s pussy once the ravaged mare fully came to rest.

Cadance just smiled sweetly as she watched the slick remnants of Rarity’s orgasm flow down the spiral flutes of her horn. “So,” she asked, “how was it?”

Though she was clearly struggling just for breath, Rarity would not be caught ignoring a question from a princess ... though she was rather abrupt: “Teach me that spell!”

“Of course! But I’m not sure if now is the right time for—”

“Yes!” Rarity cried suddenly, looking toward Shining Armor. “He needs you – go to him!”

Ah, ever the dramatic one. Cadance looked over at Shining as well. He was sitting on the edge of one of the other thrones now – Twilight’s throne, actually – while Twilight and Fluttershy devoted themselves quite readily to sucking his cock. Twilight was taking the bulk of his shaft in her throat while Fluttershy tended to his sheath and balls ... while also dealing with the distraction of Rainbow and Applejack both licking her pussy as if they were making a competition out of it. Shining sure didn’t look like he needed her, as romantic as the phrase sounded.

But then... Then Twilight pulled off his cock and climbed up onto the side of the throne with him, kissing him deeply and lovingly ... which left Fluttershy to try and pleasure his cock all on her own. She was doing her best, Cadance was sure, but Fluttershy’s best – especially under the circumstances of her two friends vigorously tongue-fucking her from behind – just wasn’t good enough. Not for Shining. He did need her!

Cadance was there in a flash, at a speed that probably would have impressed even Rainbow Dash ... if Rainbow hadn’t been otherwise occupied underneath the luxuriant tresses Fluttershy’s tail. Coming in close, Cadance kissed Fluttershy’s cheek right where it was puffed out a bit from Shining’s cock inside. “Here,” she said, “let me help with that.”

With a half grateful, half envious glance, Fluttershy pulled her lips off of Shining’s cock with an audible plop. But she seemed perfectly happy to lean in closer and start passionately making out with his balls as if they were long-lost lovers of hers, and – of course – she still had the full efforts Rainbow and Applejack back between her hind legs, so there was plenty for Fluttershy to be contented with.

And as for Cadance herself? Well, there was plenty for her to be contented with as well. Not only was she now presented with the opportunity to suck the cock she’d been missing for days now – soaked in the juices of all six other mares by now – she also noticed Pinkie Pie coming up behind her with a very portentous gleam in her blue eyes. Oh yes. This was going to be nice.

Cadance didn’t waste any time wondering what Pinkie might be planning to do to her from behind. She had much ... bigger things to occupy her mind ... and her mouth. Her only slight pause was to lick her lips in anticipation before plunging down on her husband’s cock.

Yes! Now that was what she’d been missing! Shining’s thick hot warmth filled her throat in a way no other stallion’s cock ever quite could. She let her eyes roll upward in her head a little as she tasted the tangy mix of mare juices coating its surface on the way down ... all the way down. Shining’s shaft fit her throat perfectly, as if that’s where it was always meant to be, or maybe that’s where she was always meant to be. Anyway, it’s where she truly enjoyed being.

It brought her very close again to Fluttershy, and this time the mare was less, well, shy about things. Fluttershy didn’t seem to have any problem licking her way up from Shining’s balls to his sheath, where her mouth met Cadance’s in the very lewdest sort of kiss – the sort of kiss where their lips met only partially ... because both of them had their mouths stretched open wide to accommodate Shining’s cock.

And just as Cadance started to develop a rhythm, bobbing her head and snatching another little kiss from Fluttershy every time she bottomed out, Pinkie Pie finally stopped playing up the suspense and went for it.

For a brief moment, Cadance’s moan of passion met and surpassed Fluttershy’s. Woah! Where did all that tongue come from? Pinkie had her mouth pressed tightly up against Cadance’s vulva in a different sort of lewd kiss, but what truly blew Cadance’s mind was how deep that tongue of hers was reaching. Deeper than she’d ever felt this kind of thing before, Pinkie was licking her where some stallions would struggle to reach even at their fullest!

Shuddering a little, Cadance gave herself over to the sensation. It was not often that the Princess of Love discovered a new kind of love she’d never experienced before. This was something to be savored.

And not just for its novelty, either. Pinkie was touching places inside her that very much needed to be touched after these last few days. The entire length of her inner passage was constantly being caressed by Pinkie’s writhing tongue, not to mention the lovely sensation of her clit winking against Pinkie’s lips.

Unlike Fluttershy, though, Cadance didn’t let the distraction from behind interfere with her efforts on the stallion in front of her. She was far too practiced to falter just because of a little unexpectedly incredible cunnilingus. Shining was once again treated to the very best of blowjobs from one of Equestria’s foremost masters of the art. And even better, Cadance knew him well. She knew exactly how he liked it. There was no need for him to reach down a hoof and guide her – she already knew the perfect rhythm for him. And besides, his hooves were pretty busy up there exploring his sister’s body anyway.

Of course, things were beginning to come to a head. Specifically the head of Shining’s cock expanding inside her throat. He was beginning to flare!

In all fairness to him, though, Cadance was immensely proud of him for holding out this long. Most stallions would have spilled their seed long before now, but he was saving it ... saving it for her perhaps?

And Cadance wasn’t the only one who’d noticed his flare. Fluttershy diverted her attention from his sheath and the base of his shaft to instead plant her lips right down low on Cadance’s neck. Wow – maybe Cadance hadn’t given the mare enough credit! She could feel Fluttershy moaning deeply against her neck as the two mares behind her drove the poor little mare to orgasm again ... and yet Fluttershy kept her mouth planted against Cadance’s neck, working to pleasure Shining even through the intervening barrier. Truly a wonderful little mare.

Not to mention Pinkie Pie. Cadance was being pushed closer and closer to a second orgasm herself by the wild movements of Pinkie’s tongue. If Pinkie had been subtler about things, maybe teasing at first and then mercilessly attacking just the right spot, there would have been no way Cadance could have held out against her. Maybe she’d have to try and train that mare how to use that amazing tongue of hers to the very best of advantages... For now, though, she had much more urgent concerns.

And those concerns were all alleviated when she heard Twilight’s voice: “Oh my gosh, are you about to—?” She gasped. “You are! Quick – let me get under Cadance! I want you in and out of us both when you finish!”

Cadance was more than happy to hear that. She knew Shining was struggling mightily to hold himself back. Most stallions only lasted a moment or two once they’d flared. Shining could keep it going for longer than that, but not indefinitely.

Thankfully, Twilight was nothing if not an efficient and well-prepared pony. Flash. Twilight vanished and popped back into existence a scant moment later standing on a nearby floor cushion. Flash. Cadance instantly found herself teleported as well – right onto Twilight’s back. It was really a very skilled teleportation spell to be able to move her like that from a distance without hurting Shining when she teleported away, but Twilight managed it like a champ. And thanks to Cadance’s longer legs, she stood just high enough to support herself immediately above Twilight’s body.

Twilight wasn’t done yet, though. Flash. Shining Armor popped into existence already standing on his hind legs right behind the two of them. She’d actually changed his position while teleporting him! Amazing!

At this point, Cadance was sure Twilight had enough teleportation skill to teleport Shining’s cock directly inside one of them ... but she hadn’t. Like any good sister would, she’d given Shining the chance to choose which mare he wanted to shove his cock into first.

And like any good husband – especially considering that Twilight had already had some this evening – Shining chose to slide his cock into Cadance first.

She very nearly orgasmed right then and there, just as the wide-flared tip of her precious Shining’s cock squeezed its way between her pussy lips. She still wasn’t fully satisfied from the teasing of the previous days, not to mention how on-edge Pinkie had left her. Not that it was Pinkie’s fault ... after all, she’d been teleported away, suddenly leaving Pinkie’s tongue flopping around inside ... nothing.

Cadance didn’t quite climax just yet though – not quite. Maybe it was because deep down inside she knew the best was yet to come.

Still, though, she was only marginally aware of the other five mares gathering around to watch in lip-biting anticipation. She barely had any attention to spare for her sister-in-law right underneath her! The only thing she truly cared about at that moment – the one thing usurping almost all of her body’s ability to feel anything – was her husband’s magnificent cock finally filling her to the brim. If he was a perfect fit for her throat, this was ... this was just indescribable. She often found herself wishing ... daydreaming ... fantasizing about somehow finding some arcane love magic spell that would allow Shining’s cock to always feel this ardently hard, always be flared at the tip and ready to burst, and most importantly always be inside her.

Sadly, though, that was not to be, not even for this moment. Because he’d barely given her a couple thrusts before he pulled out again. For a moment, Cadance had lost track of everything else and she only felt betrayed and empty, craving for the return of his cock. It was only when Twilight gasped and moaned underneath her that she realized what had happened. Shining Armor was giving his sister a taste of his flare as well ... as was his prerogative, after all. As much as Cadance needed it, perhaps Twilight needed it nearly as desperately.

Still, though, Cadance was thrilled – overjoyed – when Shining soon pulled out of Twilight and gave his cock back to her instead. Yes! Right where it belonged, right where she needed it, right where it could do the very most good. Her inner walls were already tightening around it, warning him of her impending orgasm and preparing to milk every last drop out of him.

He still wasn’t done switching, though. Just when Cadance thought it would be the very last moment, he switched back to Twilight again.

“Oh Twilight,” Cadance said, half in legitimate warning and half just as a ploy to get that precious cock back. “Do be careful. You know he can somehow impregnate alicorns, right? Are you sure you want—?”

“I’m—” Twilight gasped again as Shining rammed his cock into her “—sure!” She pressed her body up against Cadance’s even as Shining fucked her. “I don’t mind taking a little risk...”

Well, that didn’t sound like the Twilight she knew! Since when was she a risk-taker? Then again, the warm, thick, hard pleasures of Shining’s cock had a way of bringing out different sides in mares. At least he kept on switching. Longer than she would have thought possible, he kept switching back and forth between the two of them, lubing each of them with the other’s juices as the flared tip of his cock spread their pussy lips apart and plunged deep inside for just a few thrusts, then back to the other one.

Cadance was quite impressed, actually. He was doing a wonderful job of keeping her on orgasm’s doorstep, though she was too far gone to gauge how close Twilight might be or even care about any of the other ponies watching. It was a dangerous little game of roulette he was playing, though... Had he thought through the consequences of knocking his sister up, or was he as far gone and lust crazed as everypony else seemed to be?

In the end, either by Shining’s skill or just by happy chance, it was Cadance’s pussy that finally proved to be too much for him. He hadn’t even been able to give her a full thrust before his body jerked on its own, planting his cock as deeply as it could possibly go inside his wife.

Maybe it was nothing more than the knowledge of what was to come that finally set Cadance off. But she was actually the first to orgasm, her body squeezing him and milking him in greedy anticipation of what he had to give.

And oh what he had to give! Even through her own pulsing orgasm, she could feel the bulge in his cock traveling up from the base all the way through the very depths of her pussy before it finally exploded in a splash of satisfyingly warm gooiness right where she needed it. Stream after stream of Shining’s cum flowed perfectly straight into her womb, filling her deepest need and renewing her own orgasm with every pulse.

She was lost to it. Nothing mattered but the blooming warmth deep inside her and the way it cascaded in waves to every other part of her body. She felt as if her eyes should be glowing and love lasers should be shooting out from all four hooves and her horn. Nothing of the sort happened, of course. She’d long since learned to keep such outbursts of love power under control, since it simply wouldn’t do to accidentally send half the city into a sudden and uncontrollable sexual frenzy. Still, though, all that energy had to go somewhere ... and it ended up just swirling inside her, growing and growing upon itself, driving her to ever higher heights of orgasm.

Cadance didn’t even know when it stopped. When she came back to herself, she still stood above Twilight, but Shining Armor had stepped back from the two of them, his cock limp and very dripping.

And speaking of dripping... Cadance could feel her husband’s cum streaming in slow channels down her thighs and ... and onto Twilight!

Quickly, she leapt backward, pulling herself off of the smaller alicorn ... but once she got a view from behind, she saw that she might have been too late. A good deal of that dripping cum had fallen right down on Twilight’s rump, including one little bit that dribbled right down over Twilight’s pussy as it winked open. When Twilight’s pussy lips closed again, that precious drop of cum was nowhere to be seen.

Would one drop – and just barely inside at that – be enough? Was Shining Armor that virile? Well, only time would tell. It was too late to do anything about it now. Cadance took a deep breath, right out of her own calming exercise.

“Thanks for this, honey,” Shining said, coming up alongside her and kissing her on the cheek. “This was so amazing. I can’t believe you set it all up.”

Cadance grinned, wondering if she might be pregnant again. “Mmm... Thank you. You have no idea how much I needed that.” Her pussy winked, dripping a bit more of his cum. “Hm... Maybe a shower next?”

Shining wasn’t quite done, though. He looked at the other mares gathered around them, including Twilight, who’d turned around to smile back. Did Twilight know about that little dollop of her brother’s cum inside her, or was she blissfully unaware? Shining gave them all one of his dopiest grins. “Wow, girls. Thank you too. You were all amazing.”

“My pleasure,” Twilight said with a wink.

Applejack laughed a little. “And it’s really Cadance you oughta be thankin’. She’s the one who wrangled us all into this, even if it meant she had to do the unspeakable with some stallions that nopony ought to have to fool around with.”

Shining’s eyebrows rose, and he glanced over at Cadance.

She just tittered nervously a little. “Oh goodness, just look at me.” She was a mess, actually. Cum and ... other things coating her between her hind legs, her muzzle starting to get sticky with drying mare juices, and a disturbingly large portion of her mane still matted down and damp from Rarity’s orgasm. “I really do need that shower. Mind if we head straight to it, everypony?”

“Knock yourself out,” Rainbow said. “Like I told Twi, I’ve got an early morning tomorrow – I need my zees!”

At that point, Cadance didn’t waste any more time on pleasantries – she hurried straight toward the nearest washroom ... which would be just down the main hall and to the left, if she remembered correctly from the last time she’d visited here.

Shining was keeping right up with her, though. “So ... you’ve had quite a few more partners now, am I right?”

She slowed her onward march toward the shower and sighed. “Yes. I suppose that means you’ll be wanting a few more, too?”

“Well, it’s only fair..”

She laughed. “Seriously, you won’t be satisfied until you’ve fucked all the mares in Equestria, will you? Does your lust know no bounds?”

“Does yours?” He glanced over at her wryly.

“Touché.”

He laughed. “So ... how about we stop at the spa before we go home?”

“Hmm, yes.” She nodded. “That could be a great place to get freshened up before the trip home ... far better than we could do with a simple shower here. Oh, and remind me – on the way back, I should stop by Canterlot and have a little talk with Auntie Luna. There’s a certain pony’s dreams I think she should try visiting.”

“And,” he added suggestively, “I’ve heard the Ponyville Spa has a couple twin masseuses who are really cute...”

Cadance actually laughed out loud in the hallway at that ... possibly loud enough for Twilight and her friends to hear back in the throne room. “You really are insatiable, aren’t you?”

He winked at her. “Learned it from the best.”

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There are two possible sequels to this story:
1 - Rainbow's Dream: Luna visits Rainbow in her dreams. At first Rainbow is just dreaming of exploring a dark and somewhat scary castle, then she comes upon Luna, who's inexplicably wearing a Wonderbolt uniform. After Rainbow's first orgasm and a little bit of post-orgasm clarity, she realizes she's dreaming, which means she can do anything she wants ... including growing a futa dick and going for another round with her favorite princess.
2 - Sharing with the Spa Twins: A direct sequel where Shining and Cadance enjoy some off-menu services at Ponyville's day spa.
Which sequel will be written? Both? Neither? If you want to help decide, join my Patreon and vote for it! ^.^