Alicorn King conquers Equestrian females

When I woke up the next day, it took me several moments before I realized where I was. It wasn’t that I had forgotten what had happened, more that I wasn’t used to the bland room I was in. Though perhaps bland wasn’t the right word, more uniform I supposed. This room was one of many meant for ambassadors and dignitaries, which meant it was made up to appeal to the widest set of tastes as possible.

Rolling off the bed, I noticed a set of new clothes folded neatly beside the closed door, with a note folded on top. Heading over, I plucked up the clothes and note, unfolding it and reading the neat, curly writing on the inside.

‘Cosmos, while I’m certain these clothes won’t fit much better than the previous set, but considering that Twilight and her new friends have sent a letter that they’ll be in Canterlot later today, and from what I’ve been told, one of them is a tailor. I’m sure she’d be willing to work on your wardrobe, if not, the royal tailor will be available of course.

-Celestia’

Smiling at the note, I set it on the bedside table, and unfolded the clothes before pulling them on. They were nigh identical to the set she had given him last night, and I assumed she had gotten them from the same source. Adjusting them so the bulge in my pants didn’t draw too much attention when Luna or Celestia got me hard.

A glance out the window told me they had let me sleep at least half the morning away, and I wondered if Twilight and the others were here yet. Stepping into the hall didn’t reveal anything, though a maid dusting nearby let out an adorable squeak. I was about to pass her by when I paused, turning to look at her more closely. Her maid outfit was cut a bit more shortly than the ones I had seen last night, and her cutie mark was visible as she resumed to dust, bending over the table as she did so.

The cutie mark was the image of the sun, surrounded by clouds that surrounded it. I wouldn’t say anything normally, considering that I knew Sunset Shimmer had a stylized sun for her cutie mark. The thing that made me question it was the barely perceivable emanation of divinity from her, which I recognized.

“So, does that disguise fool anyone Celestia, or are you just out of practice?” The maid turned, a look of adorable confusion plastered on her face, her finger coming up to rest against her chin as she tilted her head.

“Celestia my lord, I think you’re mistaken,” She gave me a short bow. “I’m Sunny Skies, maid in service to Canterlot Castle.” I raised an eyebrow, but something distracted me. Something seemed to pulse inside my chest, I didn’t recognize it, but I got the distinct impression of authority and Binding?

I nodded distracted, before gesturing to my room. “Should be fine in there, no reason to clean it.” Sunny Skies bowed slightly in acknowledgement, before she looked at me from beneath her bangs, biting her lower lip. The sense of divinity had faded from her, and I wondered if I had been wrong with her next sentence.

“I did see the Princesses my lord, and they informed me that they would be waiting for you in Princess Celestia’s study. I can lead you there if you wish.” I just nodded and followed after her as she led me through the halls, the sense of authority and binding, which felt like a warm coal still pulsed in my chest.

Arriving at a door with a simple sun design embossed on it, Sunny Skies opened it, revealing Celestia sitting behind a desk, examining some papers. She glanced up and smiled at me. “Ah, Cosmos, you’re awake I see. Thank you Sunny, you can go.” The maid bowed and quickly moved off, presumably to continue doing whatever she was doing before.

Narrowing my eyes as the short skirt seemed to ride up on purpose, the sun surrounded by clouds on her butt seeming to taunt me. Turning my gaze back to Celestia, I keep my eyes narrowed as I stare at you. “I’m fairly certain either you or Luna are behind the maid, but I’m not sure how yet.” Celestia just gave me a small, knowing smile as I stepped into her study, looking around.

It had bookshelves covering the four walls, and outside of a few books that were clearly new to the room, not yet having spots on the shelves, most of them looked well read. I took one of the free chairs in front of her desk, lounging in it. Looking around, I lift an eyebrow, but before I could say anything, Celestia spoke.

“Luna went to escort Twilight and her friends to my study. Twilight knows the way, but I figured it was easier to have a royal escort bring them up.” I nod in understanding, and examine her desk as we wait. It was fairly boring actually, a few quills in holders, some ink pots and trays for any paperwork she might need to sign.

Before I could ask about the lack of stuff on the desk, the door opened, revealing Luna, with Twilight and the others behind her, Pinkie Pie practically sticking her head around Luna’s arm to see everything in the room, giving me a wave when she saw me. I waved back, giving her a big grin, which she returned.

As they trailed in, Luna made sure the door shut behind them, and I gave them a proper look over. Most of them looked fine, wearing simple clothes, though I did notice that despite Twilight’s clothes looking simple, even to my layman's eye, they were clearly well made, the threadwork barely visible and it was trimmed in gold, most of it a complementary purple color to match her fur.

Rarity was definitely the most fancy, she was clearly dressed to impress, clad in a formal dress that emphasized her breasts with a slit up her thigh. I had to say that it was a very appreciated look by me at least. She stopped dead on seeing me, her gaze running over me critically as she made a clicking noise with her tongue.

“No darling, just no. Those clothes won’t do, not for someone of your,” She paused for a moment as she searched. “Stature.” I raised an eyebrow at the comment, before snorting in amusement when Rainbow Dash made a comment under her breath about Rarity focusing more on my clothes than my body.

“I’m glad you brought that up Miss Rarity,” Celestia spoke up, as she leaned back into her chair as she examined them. “I’ve been informed you’re a tailor, and I was wondering if you were willing to make Cosmos a wardrobe.” Rarity looked like she had just been offered her own castle as she grinned, a notebook and a pencil appearing in her hand so fast I didn’t see where she had pulled them from.

“I would be delighted Princess Celestia, I assume there’s a stipend for fabric supplies.” Celestia nodded in amusement as Rarity went straight into business mode, muttering to herself as she began to jot down notes to herself. The others stared at her before Twilight seemed to shrug it off as she smiled at Celestia.

“Ah Twilight, it’s good to see your friends are energetic. I’ll admit that I worried you’d surround yourself in books and call them your friends.” I snorted in amusement as Twilight went red.

“Princess, I’d never do that,” She paused for a moment before continuing. “Again, but I was only eleven, so that doesn’t count.” The others, besides the princesses in the room giggled and Celestia waved her hand in agreement before she put a more serious look on her face.

“I’m simply teasing you Twilight, but I do want to thank you all for saving my sister, even if it was from herself,” Luna snapped her gaze over to Celestia, and narrowed her eyes, and I could practically feel the irritation coming from her. “Oh stop it Luna, you know it’s true.” Luna crossed her arms, annoyed.

“Just because it’s true doesn’t mean I want to hear it,” Luna smirked. “Especially from someone who once spent three centuries being worshipped as a goddess of debauchery.” Celestia went dark red as everyone’s gaze turned to her, a good chunk of the group actually wide eyed at the statement, though Twilight didn’t look surprised and Rarity was still lost in her own little world of muttering.

“There’s no need to bring up ancient history Luna,” Her color returned to her more normal white, though still slightly red as she narrowed her own eyes. “At least I’ve never broken my lover’s hips by accident.” I leaned back in the chair as I watched the two Alicorns begin to degrade into hurling childish insults at each other, or at least childish sounding, most children didn’t use sexual conquests in their insults. Most of the group moved to the side of the room to watch the argument, like a tennis match, eyes going back and forth.