Prince Malem Awoke on the final day of Discord's deadline, two bodies lay in his bed. Sighing, he settled back.

"Awaken Chrysalis and Eclipse."

Twin snorts echoed into his bed chambers as his wives came to consciousness.

"Yes, Father," mumbled Eclipse.

"Yes, Beloved," Groaned Chrysalis.

Both of his bed partners gripped him tighter, their eyes still closed. Malem sighed again.

"Discord arrives later today," Malem tried once more, "I have to coordinate some last-minute tasks between the three of you,"

Their ears perked, the two females rose from the bed. Stretching silently, they began to dress. Eclipse slid a blue slip of ethereal fabric around her figure. Chrysalis slipped into a green pair of pants, a black corset slipped on for support. Malem once more adorned his black pants and grey vest. The trio moved into the ritual chamber, chrysalis and eclipse taking up their stations to either side of him. The screen lit up to display the final of the three High Queens.

"First I am going to reassign responsibilities and finalize the hierarchy. Queen Chrysalis is responsible for and has absolute control over both the Inqusitori and the scouts. Queen Eclipse will be heading the Templari and the Warriors. Queen Alexandrite will be responsible for the Parasitum and the Workers. I will resolve any conflicts between the High queens."

Upon not hearing any questions, he moved on.

"Queen Chrysalis, I want you to begin directing the Inqusitori to move closer to the senators and nobles within Canterlot. I need you to use them to lobby for a more effective military. Hedge more towards persuasion, but if you find somepony that won't listen to reason replace them. I need this done within a year."

Taking a breath, he addressed Queen Eclipse, "I need you to begin using the Templari to convince any monsters to side with us. I don't mind if they decide to stay neutral, but any that directly serve Grogar or hurt ponies I want you to kill. I do not wish for a surprise from within. Also, I wish you to set up outposts of warriors in the Everfree, at the edge of the Crystal Empire and within the Badlands."

Finally, he raised his eyes to Queen Alexandrite, "I need you over the next five years to quietly expand the DIamond Dogs tunnels and increase the number of access points. They may be needed for shelters for the Equestrians if the worst comes to pass. The conquest of the Diamond Dogs needs to be done with the year. Once the conquest is done, I need you to start manufacturing the armaments we will need to defend against the caribou."

Addressing the room again he finalized his orders, "All other commandments you have been given are still in effect. Except where they contradict the ones I just gave. Are we clear?"

"Yes, Father."

"Yes, Father."

"Yes, Beloved."

The projection shut down as Chrysalis and Eclipse left the room.

Staring back at the ritual chamber, Malem tilted his head slightly.

"It occurs that I never gave you a name," he snarked, "You are my only son after all."

"I didn't want to press father," the voice echoed into his mind, "you and everyone else was so busy."

"Your name shall be Prince Intellectus," Malem decreed, "But keep your intelligence a secret between you and me. Revealing you at this point would lead to complications."

Feeling his son's silent acquiescence, Malem turned to greet the oncoming Lord of Chaos.

I stand at the top of my tower, overlooking my lands for the first time.

"I have never seen a bigger hive of scum and villainy," Malem mutters, "Which means I and the family are going to fit right in."

Following the lines of my lands, I could see where they evened out and border Equestria in the southwest. Turning Northwest I could observe the rocky badlands, spots of green showed the determination of Prince Thorax's agricultural program. To the southeast, I beheld the ocean that would protect Griffonstone from the oncoming troubles and my own machinations. A glimmering dot was soon seen approaching from Equestria.

"And here comes Discord. Good to know he respects my privacy, instead of just popping by."

"That I do," Discord's voice echoed behind me, "but the current matter lends itself to much haste."

Jumping like a scared cat, I shrieked at Discord, "You fucking son of a bitch! What the fuck? Why in all of the shit filled monkey's poop slingshots did you have to sneak the fuck up on me?"

"We see why thou dost like this one, Discord," Liquid velvet whispered in my ear, "You both have such a way with words."

Catching the shit-eating grin on the Draconaquees, I took stock of my surroundings. I was no longer on the top of my tower. I was now in the royal court of the Diarchs. Giving one last glare at my friend, I addressed the room.

"Apologies Princess Luna, Discord is getting his revenge for a trick I played on him earlier. I hope my language did not offend?"

The Dark blue-skinned goddess smiled back at me. She wore a low cut simple dress of black that hugged her form. The sweeping neckline and the leg slit in her dress showing off her cleavage and legs. A Silver edged corset served to hold the dress in place. Her crown and jewels serving to accentuate her ample figure. I gulped slightly as I saw how the other Princess were dressed. Princess Celestia wore a similar outfit to Luna, but of white and edged in gold. Her assets were on no less display.

And if the CYOA was correct Celestia wants to be a submissive baby factory and Luna wants to be appreciated. I can work with that.

Princess Cadence was dressed a bit more conservatively. But the sundress she wore did little to conceal her lack of undergarments. Flurry Heart was thankfully not in attendance.

Really don't want to be accused of teaching a kid to swear. And the Flurry Heart Option was more than a little sleazy. Sounded too much like grooming. Still, I wouldn't mind being a favorite uncle. That'd be nice. And Armor always seemed like such a good dude.

And then there was Twilight Sparkle. My brain almost shut down.

Well shit, she pulls off the slutty schoolgirl outfit entirely too well.

Her plaid skirt laid just below her waist, her blouse only buttoned from the middle down. Her breasts straining against the fabric. She tapped her foot rapidly, The flickering of her long legs exposing her pantiless state. The simple jacket she wore did little to hide her cleavage or the purple bra that supported her substantial rack.

"Discord!" Another voice scolded, "That was not a nice thing to do mister!"

Glancing to the side, I saw the rest of the mane 6. Fluttershy looked rather crossly at Discord. Her baggy sweater hung to mid-thigh. I do not believe she wore anything else.

Damn Discord! Fluttershy is fucking smoking hot. And of course, all the rest of them are gorgeous too. I do hope nobody notices how tight my pants are getting.

"I am sure all of us have heard much more colorful language," Celestia answered for her sister.

Thank you for the consideration, Celestia. I am still going to have to spank you though.

Bowing my head to the point, I continued, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Prince Malem, Alicorn of the Broken. And I am not happy with how you've treated my subjects, Princess Celestia."

"I am not sure what subjects you speak of," The Lady of the Sun deflected, "But I am sure we can come to an accord."

"My terms are very simple," I returned, "You will give over into my keeping all those that languish in Tartarus. You have no idea the proper care of a Manticore. The poor thing barely has enough room to turn around."

"What?!!!!!" A roar came from my side, "Why are manticores being held in Tartarus?"

We all turned to see a Fluttershy snarling at Celestia. If not for the Elements of Honesty and Loyalty holding her back, I am sure Celestia would've been struck.

Discord snickered as he whispered to me, "Dirty pool, siccing Fluttershy on Celestia."

"I knew you'd like it," I snicker back.

"Most of those poor monsters are being kept by those that have no idea what they're doing. Fortunately, I do. Tartarus is no longer your burden. The door that is in your lands will shortly appear in mine. I am denying you any further access. Fluttershy is allowed to visit anytime she wishes."

Discord glanced sideways at me, "She can?"

"Of Course," I smirk at him, "Although the first few times, I would like you to accompany her until I have a safer way for her to travel to my lands."

Celestia sat there, her eyes fixed on mine. Her tongue clicked against her ivory teeth. Enhancing my sense of smell, I could scent her arousal. Assaulting both her and Luna with my musk, I turned to the mane six. Scanning them quickly, I smiled as I saw the fruits of my manipulation on Discord. Looking back to the others, I made sure their cycles stayed in the fertile state. The only end condition being pregnancy.

I have to be careful here. My twin horns let me hide what I am doing. But without Intellectus assisting, I am very limited

Glancing over them, I sighed. Squaring my shoulders, I once more gave my full attention to the Princesses. Making sure that Celestia and Luna had the proper level of fertility, my eyes roved over Twilight Sparkle. Leaving her unchanged, other than what I had introduced in her friends, I glanced at Princess Cadence. Her, I left well alone.

By doing this I am not much better than the Caribou. But Equestria needs to bolster its bloodlines. At least I am giving them the choice of the father of their children. Fluttershy has already made that choice. She will be an excellent mother.

Sighing, I shelved my regrets. Squaring my shoulders, I made myself ready for the next phase of my preparations.

I am going to be a permanent resident of Tartarus myself when this is all over. Discord won't notice what I'm doing as I am not doing anything to directly influence Fluttershy. I will relish being sent to Hell because it means everyone is alive and has enough free will to condemn me.

"It seems we have no choice but to give in to your demands," Luna soothed, "I wonder what else you'll demand."

"Currently I only have a few questions," I answer, "Princess Twilight, I believe you have a mirror that gives you access to another world. Three of those that are my responsibility were exiled there. The Sirens. I believe they are the last of their kind. Other things might have been dropped into it as well. Dark Magic also comes directly under my purview. I will be most appreciative if you can provide me a trip over."

Princess Twilight nodded at me, "I think that can be arranged."

Glancing around the room, I found him. The purple and green dragon I most empathized with.

Oh Spike, you are constantly surrounded by the most desirable mares and they just see you as the assistant. You do much of the work but get very little of the reward. But I think that is all about to end..

Reaching out, I turned up his growth and upped his dragon musk. Then cranked his healing abilities to beyond eleven. On a whim, I started the seed that would grow into an alicorn system.

How is he even alive? Seriously, how does anyone get a cupcake lodged in his ribs? Or a wand inside their tale? And are those apple roots growing into his brain?

"I wonder Prince Malem," Princess Celestia stammered, "Won't you stay the night in the castle? Let us show you a proper pony welcome?"

"What a splendid idea," Princess Luna crooned, "We can make an event of it."

"So you want to throw me a Pinkie Party?" I ask, "I heard they don't stop. Is this true?"

"You know it Big M," The pink pastry pony smiles, "We had to fight for that right."

A pink spaghetti strap top strained to hold her breasts inside as blue bootie shorts clung to her hips. A slight muffin top bulge from underneath the short shirt. I caught my eyes before I had to explain why I was ogling her cleavage.

Smiling I nod, "I will have to remember to see if I can find some Brass Monkey."

"He is funky," She agrees.

"How do you feel about cider and apple products?" Applejack queries.

Why did I have to choose Lewd as an option? I am so Hard I hurt at this point.

Her trademark straw hat nestled among long messy hair pulled back into a bun. Applejacks red flannel tied underneath her chest. Daisy Dukes barely constrained her lower-half, her muscular legs and ass threatening to burst the seams of the poor abused piece of clothing. Unlike Pinkie, her body was toned and lean.

Taking a breath to banish my hormones, I answered her, "I love cider of all sorts and fritters are yummy. Apples are one of my favorite fruits," I answer, "Oh, and Pinkie? The answer to your questions is whiskey carrot cake with cream cheese icing and a Black Forest Cupcake with a raspberry ganache. My favorite sandwich is Liverwurst and onions with brown mustard and Pepperjack cheese on a cinnamon raisin bagel, toasted. I take my coffee Iced with 4 shots of triple espresso, black. That should cover everything."

"Are we going to ignore the fact that he speaks Pinkie?" Twilight questioned her friends, "No. Only me. Okay, Nevermind. The party aside, I wish to address what you have asked of us."

Narrowing her eyes at me Princess Twilight questioned, "What will you do if we don't give in to these demands? I can't help but wonder what you will do with those inmates. Tirek and Cozy Glow are being held there as well. I am not sure I can trust those two under your control."

Good for you Twi, you managed to focus past the itch between your legs. Something your mentor and her sister failed to do.

"Demands?" I ask, "Is asking for things to be returned to their proper order demands? You're the Princess of Friendship and the Element of Magic. I would never dream of impugning on those responsibilities. Honestly, I am more a janitor than anything else. Those dark beings need someone that understands them. You have not been all too successful in bringing them around. Fluttershy and Spike seem to be amazing at it, but you always kind of falter."

I feel bad for doing this, but I need Twilight on the defensive. She's the only threat in the room. Celestia and Luna what to comply. Cadence is here more for formalities sake, she has no real authority in this. Twilight is the only one I have to convince.

Princess Twilight opened her mouth to refute, but I interrupted her.

"Thorax was already reformed and his first friend was Spike, not you. Ember and the dragons was Spike again. Discord was reformed by Fluttershy. Your friends have a better win ratio than you do. Do the words 'reformation spell' ring any bells or the want-it-need-it incident? And of those wins of yours, how many were non-ponies?"

The young Alicorn paled as I listed her crimes, "How did you...?"

"I am the Alicorn of the Broken. Your sins are mine to read." I smile, "Besides I bought your book. A small bit of research later and I have all I wish to know."

Twilight straightened, "I will not deny my mistakes and failures. They led me to lessons that made me better."

"And that Twilight is the difference between everyone in this room and the Broken," I explained, "The Broken are those that can't learn, can't be better. They will make the same ridiculous mistakes over and again until they are stopped. I ascended after I healed myself. Before I became an Alicorn I was absolute trash. Now I offer to ease the suffering of those that have brought things unto themselves. Thus Tartarus is now mine. You will not reform anyone in that place. Only break them further."

Princess Twilight nods, "I take your point and if you can help the inmates then I have no further objections."

I nod my head, "Thank you Princess Twilight. And for what it's worth, I think you did the best job you could've done. But it's time to let me do my job. Does anyone else have any concerns?"

"I might have a question or two," Princess Cadence replied, "You are the Alicorn of the broken, correct?"

I am not sure I like where this is going.

"That is my title," I answer.

Cadence smiles, "Then Queen Chrysalis would also be under your purview, am I right?"

Time to yank the bandaid off.

"She is currently confined to my tower," I answer, "My Wife has much to answer for and a long path to walk."

Cadence leans forward, chuckling to herself she smiles at me.

Why does she look like a shark?

"So she has found love, then?"

"She has," I answered, "But she has not converted to Thorax's ways. Nor will I ask her to. She will be allowed to find her way and remain herself. I am not releasing her into your care. I know she wronged you, but she is one of mine and I do not give those up."

"I stopped hating Chrysalis a long time ago." She reassured me, "I am glad that she found someone that values her for who she is. Thorax's mother deserves that."

Settling back in her chair, I released a breath I had no idea I was holding.

And this is the mare Dainn turns into the Goddess of Whores? I almost shat myself. If she attacked I would've been a smear. Definitely not messing with her.

Nodding to Cadence in respect, I addressed the rest of the room.

"Anything else, I need to address? Because I was promised a party."

The explosion of the party cannon and the squee of Pinkie Pie smothered any further response as we all found ourselves with drinks in hand.

Pinkie knows her stuff, I never told her that my favorite drink is a vile Russian.

Shortly after I showed Pinkie how to make Painkillers, the party began to wind down. Several of the participants had to be carried back to their rooms. The soberer of the friends making sure the rest got back to their rooms.

Who knew Rainbow dash was such a lightweight? Although she did try to drink Applejack under that table. I'm glad AJ was a good sport about it and carried Dash back to her room. And even as an Alicorn Twilight is an easy drunk. Also apparently a friendly one. Really glad Rarity and Spike were there to take care of her.

I smiled up at Discord as Fluttershy hung off him, the Element of Kindness drunken blush almost made her skin match her hair. Humming in contentment, the young mare pressed herself harder into his chest. Discord's arms enfolded her as he rested his chin on the top of her head.

"I am glad that you two found each other," I congratulate the couple, "You look good together."

Picking up Fluttershy in a wedding carry, Discord glared down at me.

"She is everything precious to me," He confirmed as she giggled in his arms, "I am giving you considerable leeway because I know what we face. Just remember that it's easier to go into the darkness than it is to walk back into the light."

"Yeah," I snark, "But the dark side has cookies."

Discord shook his head as he glanced over to Pinkie coordinating the guards retrieving Celestia and Luna.

"Don't let Pinkie hear you say that," He answered, "One must not taunt Happy Pink Pony."

I chuckle, "Agreed."

Bidding me goodnight, he smiled toothily at me. Clicking his teeth again, he considers the drunken antics of the goddess mares as the guards continued trying to wrangle them. Pinkie seemed to be losing her patience as she tapped her foot, her arms crossed across her chest. Her hair was beginning to deflate.

"Funny that they should get drunk tonight," He speculated, "I know for a fact that both of them can drink like fish. Make sure they are safe before you leave, will you Malem?"

Turning back to face me, Discord failed to see Pinkie begin to snarl. Reaching into her hair, she began to rummage around.

"I promise that I won't leave until they're snug in their beds." I assure the Lord of Chaos, "Just as I am sure you will be doing the same with Fluttershy."

Discord glanced at the pegasus sleeping in his arms, "Did you know that the Equestrian ponies were invaders?"

Pinkie yanked out her cannon, she took careful aim at the misbehaving Diarchs.

"No, I didn't," I replied.

His eyes never left his beloved face, but suddenly I was reminded of how old Discord was. Of how long he had been Celestia and Luna's enemy. Of how history is shaped to the story that survives. And how much he had to be vindictive about.

"I had my own ponies," He sighed, "They were supplanted by the Equestrians. After those two locked me away there was no one to protect my little Discordians. Most were hunted to extinction. Others interbred among the Equestrians. If I was really reformed, I would stop what you are planning to do tonight. I might have even resisted the changes you made in me.
But I guess I am not as reformed as I thought."

Knuzzling against his love, he smiled as a small explosion ruffled his mismatched suit. Behind him, Pinkie I could see reinforcing the restraints on the Princesses.

"I am very proud of the bloodlines that survived," He chuckled, "Remember your promise Malem. The Princesses will be safe in their beds before you leave."

A large bat was withdrawn from Pinkie's hair. Her hair was beginning to rapidly reinflate.

"Am I Clear?" He asked as the child of his people cracked the rulers of his enemies in their heads. Sending them off to dreamland.

Nodding my head, I could only squeak out, "Of Course."

His tail hovered between us, with a snap he was gone.

It took several moments past that for me to remember how to breathe.

Watching as the unconscious Princesses were carted off, I took a breath.

I have to remember not to piss of Discord. He has a rather healthy case of leave alone. Still, he did give me permission to proceed.

Walking over to Pinkie, I Inquired, "You need any help cleaning up Pinkie?"

"No thanks, M." She replied, "Good thing I can only see beyond the fourth wall, huh? Changing the narrative is beyond me."

I froze, "How so?"

"Because I can see what's coming," She looked at me, her eyes held tears, "It won't leave me alone. Not until I talked to you."

"You can't tell me if I succeed or fail then?"

Pinkie sobbed, "All I can say is that there is a possibility we all get out of this. There is a possibility that my Lil Cheese will exist. Get out of here. Or I will try to stop you. You're the only being I've ever met that I don't want to befriend."

I bowed my head, then left to do as I must.

Slipping into a side corridor, I closed my eyes. Hidden runes etched into my skin glowed as I enacted some of the changes I made to myself. Pain ran through my body as my cells went into rapid replication. A mass began to grow out of my back. Clutching all four of my hands over my mouth, I muffled my screams as the mass pushed farther out of my body. The pain eased as the mass fell to the floor. I watched as it began to take form

Standing up, I looked down at myself. His bloody fingers still in his mouth from when he had bitten them in pain.

"So I am the Parthenogenic Clone then?" I queried.

My father nodded, stumbling to his feet. I waited patiently as he leaned against the wall.

"You will go to Luna," He gasped, "I will join Celestia. Do you still have the mental missive they gave to me?"

"The one that shows the way to their room?" I queried, "Yes, it is safely ensconced in our mind."

"Then do what you were made for," Father commanded, "Lest this chance be lost."

Nodding my head, I went to Luna.

Watching the clone of myself I walked away, I shook my head.

That fucking sucked to pull off. My body is still screaming at me. I do not think I will use this particular ability again. I am glad I was able to work the clone having whatever clothes I had on as well.

Straightening myself, I utilized a little Biomancy to heal my self inflicted wounds and banish the pain.

"Sometimes It's good to be the Prince," I snark

Strutting down the hallway, I was greeted by the double doors of Princess Celestia. Knocking politely I slipped inside. Moving into the room, I felt a presence behind me. Spinning around, I beheld Celestia in all her nude glory. Her form blurred forward and I found myself thrown onto her bed. Her mouth on mine as I accepted her tongue. Flicking her hands she teleported my clothes across the room.

"You won't be needing those," She growled into my ear, "I am so glad you excepted my invitation instead of Luna's. I need this."

My lower arms grabbed her by the throat, using my wings to push off the bed I flipped us over. My shaft positioned at the entrance to her pussy. My upper arms pinning her to the bed.

"One of my chief fields of study is Biomancy," I laugh, "I answered both your invitations."

Not waiting for an answer, I began to choke her as I bottomed out inside the eager Princess. Celestia's legs wrapped themselves around me, attempting to pull me ever deeper inside her.

It really is good to be the Prince.

Slipping inside Luna's room, I found it empty. Feminine laughter echoed as a ghostly form danced just outside my vision. Closing my eyes, I opened my other senses, the echolocation I had given myself coming in handy. Flexing my wings, a gust of wind knocked Luna into her bed. Flexing my wings again, I was on top of her. Pinning her arms down with my top arms, I groped her breasts with my other. Leaning close, I whispered into her ear.

"When you invite a Biomancer to your room, be prepared to get well and thoroughly fucked."

Dropping my hand from her left breast I began to stroke her pussy. Ramping up the production of my pheromones, I enswathed her in my smell. Soon she was a panting, moaning mess. Her hips arching to take me into her self.

"I will not enter you yet," I coo into her ear, "I want to know what the Princess of the Night tastes like."

Releasing her, I sat up. Using my four limbs, I easily brought her Pussy to my mouth. A quick casting of Biomancy and I had lengthened and thickened my tongue. Another casting and my saliva was an aphrodisiac. Her moans filled the room as her hands clutched her bedsheets.

"Oh yes!" she screamed, "Use that tongue to worship me!"

I pulled my tongue from her, "Just as my other self is even now worshiping your sister. Never tempt one such as me."

Plunging my tongue back into her, I listened as her objections turned back into moans.

Celestia writhed under me as I continued to plow her through.

"You like it that my other is fucking your sister as I fuck you. Don't you?" I snarl, "I bet you're looking forward to being pregnant alongside your sister. You are such a slut."

"Yes!" Celestia cried, "I want all of it. You have no idea what it's like! I have to be everyone's goddess. Is it too much to ask to be treated like a cock hungry whorse? Now wrap your hands back around my neck and us me like the cum dumpster I am! And don't you dare pull out."

Smiling down at her, I thrust hard as my hands closed around her throat once more. Her legs gripped me tighter as I complied too her demands.

Luna gasped as I eased her back into the bed, moving over her I sighed into her ear.

"Does it turn you on that I had to create a way to clone myself just so I wouldn't have to choose? Because I couldn't. I wrote a whole new branch of Biomancy just so I could be here."

Luna flushed, turning her head to the side she sought to hide her face from me. Using my upper arms to pin her again, I used my lower hand to turn her lips to mine. Kissing her deeply, I felt her buck against my shaft, but I still kept it just out of her reach.

Breaking the kiss, I looked deep into her eyes, I smiled down at her.

"You're so incredibly beautiful," I moaned, "I think that I am the one that got the better Mare."

Sheathing myself inside of her, I entwined my mouth with hers again. Releasing her arms, I raised her up until she straddled my lap. She began to rock on my hardness as I clutched her tightly to myself. I began to thrust into her, meeting her hips as she rode me. I could feel her tighten as I began to swell.

"If I do this inside you will have my child," I confess, "Make your decision."

Luna wordlessly clutched me tighter, her lips silencing any further conversation. As I erupted into her,we collapsed into her bed. Pulling the covers over us, she snuggled deep into my chest.

As I snuck from Celestia's room, I felt my clone turn to dust. I stumbled as his and Luna's activities were written into my mind. Shaking myself, I walked out into one of the balconies. Spreading my wings, I went home.

Author's Note

Vile Russian: PainKiller:

Coke Rum

Kahlua Jameson

Vodka Honey

Lemon Juice