The Band of Loyalty

When King woke up, he'd long overshot Ponyville. The buck under his control didn't know where Ponyville was, so King had him just walk in the direction he thought Ponyville was in. He'd been close. They'd passed Ponyville to the north by about half a kilometre. That had been hours ago.

King grabbed an antler and pulled back, stopping their forward motion. "You said you would stop when we reached town."

"Apologies, my King, but we have yet to reach a town. If we passed it, I can turn around." The buck turned his head to look at King. "Anything for you."

King looked around. "There seems to be a cloud town just above us. Surely one of them knows how to return to my other slaves."

The buck smiled. "I'll be right around here, awaiting your prompt return, my King."

Leaping from the buck's back, King flew up into the air and headed for the cloud town. It was high up in the air, and it seemed to be moving around. A modular city like this probably wouldn't be easy to map out, and even if you did, the next time there was a structural change, you'd need to make a new map. It probably didn't even stay in one place. Function over form, one could say of it. Still, the form was lovely.

He landed on one of the outlying roads and made his way into town, admiring the architecture around him. In his last host, he'd been restricted to just earth ponies. Ponyville had shown him the advances in their building methods after so long underground, but pegasi had a much different setup. He wondered how unicorns built their houses now. He didn't know how unicorns or pegasi built their houses back then, but that didn't really matter anymore.

As he walked, his ears picked up a conversation from around the corner. "My daughter could beat your daughter in a race any day of the week," said a male voice.

"As if," responded a second stallion. "My daughter is the greatest flier Equestria's ever seen. She could finish three laps before your daughter even reached the first turn."

"That's horseshit, and you know it," replied the first.

"No, it's not," retorted the second. King was about to ignore the rest of the conversation, but then something caught his attention; a certain keyphrase that told him this was a conversation worth putting his two cents in. "There's no pegasus in the entire world that's faster than my Rainbow Dash."

So, the second voice was Rainbow's father? How very interesting if true. And if King could take him over, that would be even more interesting. He stepped out from behind the corner. "Did I just hear my name?"

One of the stallions had a turquoise coat, golden eyes and and a slicked back black mane. The other was more of a muted cyan, with light brown eyes and a rainbow mane. It wasn't hard to guess which one was Rainbow's father, especially since he was giddily jumping up and down. "Rainbow, you came!"

King was expecting to hear the same words again later in the day. "That I did. I was out on one of my many adventures, and ended up taking the rough end of the deal." He held up his hand and took a deep breath. "Everyone's safe, don't worry, but those dragons won't be terrorizing that village anymore."

"Dragons?" asked the black-maned stallion. "I have to hand it to you, Bow. Your daughter certainly is a tough one."

"Isn't she?" replied Bow, beaming with pride. "What brings you to Cloudsdale, though?"

"I needed a night to rest up," responded King. "And this was on my way back home. Besides," he stepped forward and hugged Rainbow's father. "Going toe-to-claw with a bunch of vicious dragons really makes you appreciate the little things. I didn't want the last time I saw my dad to be the last time I would ever see my dad."

"Nopony's more insightful than you, Rainbow," smiled Bow. "Come on, let's go home. Your mother is going to be so glad to see you."

King smiled wide. Not only was he about to take Rainbow's father, he was about to take her mother, too.

It didn't take them long to reach Rainbow's parents' house. As they walked in, a mare that could only be Rainbow's mother jumped to her feet and squealed with glee. "Rainbow, you're here!" It didn't have the same double entendre as her father's greeting, but King felt he should hug her anyway.

"And wait until you hear what she's been doing, Windy!" gushed Bow. "Go on, tell her, Rainbow!"

King started telling the fake story of fighting the dragons. While he'd been forcing the buck into submission, he'd earned Rainbow a few small punctures and a bit of light bruising. That helped sell the story, but may have been unnecessary, as Windy and Bow had been thoroughly enraptured by his fabrication.

"I can't believe it," beamed Bow. "Our daughter, the greatest flier in Equestria, slayer of dragons, and savior of the common ponies! When you were born, I knew you'd do great things, but I never imagined you'd be this amazing!"

"All in a day's work," chuckled King. They were eating out of his hands. This would be an easy pair of conquests if he could catch them separately. Just then, King's stomach rumbled. Rainbow had been deprived of food for too long. Luckily, he didn't even need to ask.

"I'll go make some garbanzo burgers," Windy said, rushing off to the kitchen, leaving Bow alone with King. It was as if they were offering themselves up to him on a silver platter. Perhaps Rainbow was correct when she said there were ponies that already worshipped the ground she walked on. As he wondered if he even needed to indoctrinate them, his dick twitched. Even if he didn't need to, it would certainly be a pleasure to.

After a dinner of three garbanzo burgers and a large plate of hay fries, King went up to Rainbow's bedroom. As he picked out some clothes, he had a stunning view of her trophy collection. She had quite a few, most of which were for flying competitions. If she was a prolific flying ace, then it was reasonable to guess that she had countless fans. She was a sensation.

He was unable to find a pair of panties that would fit his extra appendage, so he decided to go commando for now. He would have her father make a gift of his boxers to him before the night was over. Grabbing some loose-fitting long pants and a crew-neck tee, he made his way to the shower. The last time Rainbow had bathed was in the river in the jungle. It had been even longer since she'd changed clothes, and these were ruined. While King loved the feeling of being covered in cum, it was time for a long, hot shower.