Solar Utopia

Chapter 2: Among the Locals

Twilight and Moondancer walked a few steps behind Luna while they made their way out of her stone palace. The former couldn’t take her out of her mind everything that had happened in just a few minutes. Not even when taking a bath had she ever exposed herself to such a level of nudity. But now she was walking completely bare as she followed the wayward sister of her pure and perfect Princess.

Worst of all, for some reason that eluded her logic and all reason, she couldn’t stop staring at Luna’s body. Her swaying hips, her powerful stance, her magnificent flowing tail and mane, her slim waist, her spectacular tucked wings, her well-toned back and neck. It was as if her entire body was a perfectly carved sculpture dedicated to the act of nudity. She didn’t know why, but she could feel her heartbeat accelerating the longer she stared at her.

Moondancer, for her part, had similar issues. But her eyes jumped back and forth between Luna, her surroundings, and her best friend, Twilight. Watching her body in the nude was something that had never happened before. Naturally, she had never seen her friend or anyone else for that matter but herself in the nude before. And yet, now she was walking without clothing, surrounded by others in that same state of nakedness, and was staring at her longtime friend freely; side by side with her sent tremors across her body. Tremors that only grew in strength each time she saw a maid or guard acting as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Luna also affected her, she was sure of it. She carried herself with the same elegance and confidence as her sister, Princess Celestia, but there was something more profound to her that she couldn’t deduce. The way she spoke, her touch, and her words carried an entirely captivating weight. But as she walked behind the alicorn of the night and alongside her best friend, she felt her fear slowly diminish; nothing bad had happened or looked like was happening.

As if what they were doing wasn’t… chaotic.

“Tell me,” Luna began, breaking the stupor of the two unicorns and gaining their attention. “What would you like to see first? I offered to show you around the Underlands, but I can’t decide what to show you first. Do you have any preference?”

Twilight and Moondancer exchanged looks for a few seconds before the latter nodded. “Is t-there a temple of Harmony here? I--We, I mean, feel so… dirty and exposed. We would like to offer our prayers to Harmony and ask Princess Celestia for strength.”

“Ah… so she made the belief of Harmony a state religion? My information is even more out of date than I thought…,” Luna commented, glancing back so they could see her disapproving frown.

“Oh, no! Religion is banned! Religion is a source of Chaos. However, believing is very much encouraged! A temple isn’t a building but a small altar where one can connect more with Harmony itself or one of its aspects and ask for guidance or offer a small prayer as gratitude,” Moondancer was quick to interject.

“Ah, yes, that is more in-line with my information. I am curious, however, if religion is banned, why would you ask my sister for strength? Also, pray tell, what are those aspects of Harmony and what is allowed to wor-ehem, pray to?” Luna asked, her voice never changing its cold and stern yet friendly tone.

“Princess Celestia banned religion ten years ago when some ponies started worshipping her and only her. She was very offended. It broke her heart to exile the ponies responsible but their actions deserved nothing less,” Twilight replied.

Then, Moondancer continued. “Of course, the worship of Harmony was also banned but thanks to those foolish ponies Princess Celestia discovered another source of Chaos, and we were further enlightened. Instead of worshipping it we should hold it only in reverence and offer our respects. Harmony is the most popular but Laughter, Honesty, Loyalty, Generosity, Kindness, and Magic are also revered as aspects of Harmony. And, of course, Friendship and Love are the sisters of Harmony.”

“Hhhhmmm,” Luna muttered. “And my sister… where does she fit in that reverence? Is she the Herald or the Voice of Harmony?”

“Of course not! That’s what the ponies that worshipped her said! But Princess Celestia is… well… s-she’s Princess Celestia! Our guide! Our mentor! Our Princess! The pillar of Equestrian Society!” Twilight answered.

“She’s the sole reason we have a perfect society! Without her… I don’t even want to think what we would do without her brilliance and magnificence!” Moondancer added.

“I see…,” Luna sighed, almost sadly. “I take back my offer. I know exactly where I shall take you to first.”

“O-of course weeeeehhhh…,” Moondancer replied a moment after. But, while walking out the entrance of the stone palace, she was distracted by a thestral mare squatting lower than she had seen anyone done before, a hand buried in her nethers with fingers furiously going in and out of her vagina. Her other hand was busy fondling the testicles of a regular earth pony guard while her mouth soundly sucked on his erection; her head bobbing back and forth almost taking his entire length with each repetition.

The stallion had a hand placed on her head while his other clutched tightly at the spear he was holding while moaning loudly, his expression contorted in pleasure and need.

Their passing seemed to catch his attention and both mares felt his eyes on them for a split second. “Gaaaah!” He moaned, nearly yelling, before dropping his spear and taking the mare’s head in both hands.

The three mares stopped, Luna sensing her two guests had come to a halt the moment the stallion went wild. She smirked lightly, watching not the scene but rather the shocked, puzzled, blushing, and, in Moondancer’s case, curious expressions on her guests’ faces.

It only took a few seconds and slightly more than a dozen thrusts before the stallion released the mare’s head, pulled out his cock, and a second later showered the mare’s face with his thick, creamy seed. When it was over, the mare leaned forth to suck anything left inside his urethra before starting to clean her face.

“As entertaining as that may be,” Luna began, breaking the spell around the two unicorns. “Please, follow me~.”

Only after they were a good distance away from the entrance and the shock of what they saw had diminished, though not enough to calm their racing hearts, Moondancer’s voice was heard again. “W-Why was that mare performing f-f-f-fellatio on that stallion?” She asked softly, her outrage minuscule compared to her lightheadedness.

“I can’t be certain. Maybe that mare is his girlfriend or friend and wanted to give him a nice time?” Luna replied, slowly raising her finger. “There are many possible reasons and I am not all-knowing.”

“But why were they doing such a disgusting thing?” Now it was Twilight who asked.

Luna turned her head slightly towards her. “Because it feels good?”

“B-But that’s corrupt! The Anti-Chaos laws clearly state that sex is a source of Chaos!” Twilight replied, baffled at Luna’s lackluster reply.

Luna mused her thoughts for a moment before replying. “Sex isn’t a source of Chaos, no matter what my sister has come to believe and has made you all believe. Sex is completely natural, beautiful, and there’s nothing wrong in doing it between consenting adults.”

“Beautiful? Beautiful!? How can a mare in such a degrading position, with a stallion’s sexual member in her mouth, performing fellatio, and then getting her whole face covered with s-s-semen be beautiful?” Moondancer argued. Gulping hard once, she continued. “H-How could she possibly like that if not because she’s tainted by Chaos?”

Luna smiled. “I don’t see this so-called ‘taint of Chaos’ anywhere, Moondancer. I only saw two adults enjoying their carnal desires. In fact, that stallion really let go once he saw you two. I think he found you to be attractive just as I have,” extending her arms, she expanded her wings, took a leap, and flapped her wings to turn around to face them without stopping. “Look around you~,” she sang before landing.

Obeying her command, the two friends began looking around as they walked out of the Palace’s Square only to find several ponies glancing at them, whispering and pointing at them curiously. They felt the strange fire burning inside them flicker every time they saw a mare wink their way or a stallion quickly becoming erect.

“Why don't we first visit the market? From there we will find everywhere I wish to show you and you can get a closer look at how we live down here, free from my sister’s iron grasp,” Luna said.

“...”

“...”

Twilight and Moondancer wanted to argue against Luna, but found they didn’t have the nerve to do so at that moment. Still, it didn’t matter what she said. They knew the truth and they would make sure to make Princess Celestia proud by bringing her mislead sister back onto her fold.

While they walked, the two observed the houses and establishments up close now that they had the chance to properly inspect them. The detail and artistic beauty carved into the stone were awe-inspiring even if they had no idea what the carvings, runes, and images were supposed to represent, they could see the value, the merit, and the passion that was put in them to make each part meaningful and beautiful.

One thing they didn’t notice before was that there were several small gardens scattered and tended in front of most houses and buildings. They had similar designs on the surface, but instead of the small gardens and pots holding flowers, grasses, and trees, the ones there were currently looking at had luminous mushrooms and strange plants without grass or flowers.

“Makes sense…,” Twilight muttered but soon noticed Luna had heard her. Her heart skipped a beat when one of her blue, near aquamarine eyes looked at her puzzlingly. “I-I mean, it makes sense that there wouldn’t be any flowers or trees down here. Without the sun or a way to get its light all the way here, there’s just no way for it to happen. It would also defeat the purpose of living so deep underground if you had access to sunlight.”

Luna blinked twice. “I’m surprised, Twilight. You are quite intuitive and knowledgeable or was it a simple deduction?”

Blushing, Twilight panicked for a moment. W-What’s wrong with me!? She praised me and I feel so… joyful! Not even when Princess Celestia praised me have I felt so strongly for a simple praise! She thought a moment before answering. “I’m, uhhh, I’m a student of Princess Celestia. We both are. And we’re amongst her Pinnacle Circle,” at her silence, she continued. “Uhhmm, it means that we’re some of the best and most talented students under her wings. We are entrusted with helping her whenever she needs us. We have access to higher branches of education and record-keeping.”

“Ah,” Luna nodded in understanding. “She always had a habit of keeping a close group of advisors and hoof-lickers around to enforce her word. But you don’t seem to be very… combative,” then, she frowned slightly. “And you are also quite forthcoming. Either that or you are excellent liars.”

“Oh, goodness gracious, no!” Moondancer squealed, horrified. “Lie? That goes against Harmony itself! It would violate the Aspect of Honesty. Some ponies and other creatures living in Equestria may do that most unforgivable and vile act, even if they are rare, but lying is the weapon of Chaos. Only through Honesty can the truth shine.”

Luna came to a sudden halt. “Are you telling me you two are incapable of lying?”

“Why would we want that? Trickery, deceit, deception. Call it what you will, it is the same thing. Lies are the enemy of Honesty; a weapon of Chaos. We won’t use it,” Twilight reaffirmed.

Luna stood in the middle of the road for a few seconds; every other passerby giving them a respectful berth. Then, she chuckled. “I see…,” she said before letting out a heavy sigh. Looking up at one of the buildings, she smiled. “Ah, forgive me. We’ve arrived at our first stop. Please, come in.”

Twilight and Moondancer followed Luna into the large building. They noticed something was different about it right after entering it. Unlike the others that were carved of stone, this one was made out of something that resembled marble. It was far more polished, clean, and carefully kept. Then, they smelled it. A salty, mineral-rich scent that could only belong to one thing.

“H-how?” Twilight stammered as they entered the lobby. There, they saw dozens upon dozens of mares and stallions chatting, going on about their lives, or putting/retrieving things from a rack crafted out of the same material as the building. Of course, everyone was naked but for some odd reason, something way deep at the back of their heads, the shame they felt was lessened whilst inside that building. Shortly thereafter, they reached a vast open-area divided into several areas with various instructions scattered on the walls. “How is it possible for a hot-spring to exist here?”

“It wasn’t as hard as you may imagine. There are several underground rivers, canals, and yes, indeed, hot springs passing from many places across the mountain. It took me decades to figure out how to divert them safely,” Luna chuckled to herself, crossing her arms and admiring the beauty of it.

“But what is this twisted thing?” Moondancer asked. “It looks like a giant bathtub. Several of them. Why? For what purpose.”

“Communal or public bathhouses. This is merely one of many. We can ill afford the commodity and luxury of the surface with private baths in every home. And frankly, I believe our system works a lot better. I’m not saying that having privacy is wrong, but being ashamed of your body, your nudity, and that of others is,” with a finishing giggle (that Twilight found adorable), she turned to them. “Come, there is another place nearby I’d like you to see.”

The two unicorns stood there for a moment carefully examining what they were seeing. Nothing about it seemed tainted or wrong, aside from the blatant exposure of the flesh. Everypony seemed not only content but tranquil, too, and it was the first time since their clothes had been removed where they didn’t feel stares on them. It was as if they just blended into the background. It lasted for only a few seconds but it was enough to calm their nerves just a bit more before they followed their hostess.

Once again walking through the streets, they admired the carvings and the artistic interpretations imprinted on every building. They walked past something akin to Canterlot’s Central Plaza, where ponies could go, interact, and admire the scenery or play recreational games. But what the ponies they were seeing were doing something different. Some were walking side by side, holding hands. Others had found private parts to sit on and kiss, embrace each other, or indulge in sexual activities. And some more were playing physical games!

And despite the outrage, they should be feeling upon watching such barbarity… they found the scene to be as endearing as they found it to be confusing.

“Why are they playing physical games?” Twilight asked.

“Oh, that? That’s a sport we call Catch. Two teams are formed and the goal of each team is to score points by using that red ball to strike the marker at the other side of their fields,” Luna explained without stopping. “From what I’ve learned, physical games have been banned because it incites violence and violence draws Chaos, right?”

“H-How did you know?” Moondancer asked, dumbfounded.

“The Exiles,” Twilight reasoned. “Of course, those that are sentenced to exile may go wherever they please after being set loose on the road. Most travel up the mountain and end up here, right? That’s why I’ve seen unicorns, pegasi, and earth ponies, too, not only thestrals.”

“Exactly that, Twilight,” Luna praised, causing the lavender unicorn to blush fiercely. “I know plenty of aspects detailing the world above thanks to them,” she frowned, unseen by her guests. “Quite plenty indeed.”

The two shuddered upon hearing the coldness behind Luna’s words, but that didn’t stop Moondancer from asking. “Why are they allowed to have s-sex out in the open? Are there no rules to keep order in your realm, Luna?”

Luna let out a charming, gentle laugh in response. “If anyone wants to fuck, they can fuck. A stallion can fuck another stallion. A mare can fuck with another mare. Multiple individuals can engage if they so wish. Sexuality is not something that should be restricted between adults,” she chuckled. “As for order. Yes, there are rules to follow. A society without rules and laws cannot function, even if the Underlands seem to be lawless by your standards.”

After a few more minutes of travel, they reached a busy place. “Welcome to the Market,” Luna announced. “Past it lies our destination.”

Twilight and Moondancer stared in confusion. “What’s going on? What are they doing? I… I think I’ve read about this one time but I can’t remember what this is…” Twilight asked while following Luna, her eyes inspecting her surrounding the same way she inspected the alluring alicorn in front of her. Like before, ponies wordlessly opened up a path for them to walk freely and some greeted her kindly.

“Mar-keet?” Moondancer questioned. “...Abyssinia!” She spouted suddenly. “Abyssinia does this! A mar-keet,” turning to Twilight, she continued. “A place where creatures go to exchange goods for other goods. Like using bits to pay for services but a creature chooses what they want regardless of their position in society!”

Twilight gasped. “H-how do you keep control of this much hectic disorder!? How can you possibly control what ponies consume or buy without restrictions? Or do ponies here also have a social-tier system?”

Luna seemed both horrified and insulted at the same time, halting suddenly and turning to face them. “I… I wasn’t aware it was that bad…,” she muttered, shaking her head. “No. Of course not. It doesn’t matter if you are poor or affluent, you can buy whatever you want if you have the resources, either through barter, services, or lunaris to do so. That you don’t know what a market is within Equestria… how do ponies buy what they need?”

“The collar system,” both mares answered simultaneously. After that, Twilight took the lead. “Everyone wears a colored collar--”

“I know this already from what exiles have told me, but I didn’t know about the limitations. How do they work?” Luna asked, crossing her arms.

Twilight gulped, the fire in her loins burning with more intensity when Luna put her arms under her large breasts, making them jiggle in a captivating manner. “W-Well, depending on your rank the access to certain resources, activities, and services can be restricted. That also includes what sort of activities you can do, what you can study, your income… everything.”

“For example, our silver-collars permit us access to several instructional books of various topics as well as access to most levels of academic study. However, even our positions do not allow us any sort of handling regarding wool, cotton, most metallic products, and anything outside theory regarding agriculture or production. We are Scholars. The purview of agriculture falls to the farmers of their respective produce, wool production and manufacturing is entirely handled by the sheeps under the watch of special officers appointed by Princess Celestia herself,” Moondancer explained.

“Not to mention food,” Twilight said, nodding to herself. “A collar also determines the amount of food and water an individual or a family may be allowed to consume on a daily or weekly basis. It also determines things like how much exercise you can do, how many hours you should sleep, the type of food you can eat, how much disposable water for bathing or gardening you’re available to use,” she giggled. “It is far more complex than anything I could explain in such a short notice, but factors like occupation, family size, age, and medical condition are also taken into account.”

Moondancer nodded in approval of her friend’s words. “Of course, everyone has a chance to elevate their social status at all times, but the process is rigorous and only those that truly understand the Anti-Chaos Laws can better their standing.”

Luna looked aghast, her mouth open in sheer disbelief. Before they could say anything, she shook her head and turned around, ready to resume their walk.

Moondancer and Twilight wanted to argue against Luna’s disappointed attitude but didn’t find the courage or will to do so. Not when they looked around and saw how organic and fluid everything was. Now that they were observing it closely, the racket and disorder of the market had meaning as transactions took place. Foodstuffs, pottery, tools. While limited compared to the abundance of options living under Celestia’s sun provided, they had to admit everything looked and moved organically.

Up on their home, guided by the brilliancy of Princess Celestia, they had not to fear starvation, food was always available, help was always within reach, everypony knew where they belonged and how their work contributed to the betterment of their glorious, perfect society. It was peaceful, friendly, courteous, and orderly. Efficient, clean, and pristine.

An ideal paradise without wants or problems. A shining beacon of Harmony.

Compared to their home, Luna’s realm was noisy, uncontrolled, unrestrained, and the nudity didn’t help at all, but everyone looked happy, eager, and… and…

“Harmonious,” Moondancer muttered. “W-Why… I don’t understand… they don’t follow the Anti-Chaos Laws. If they knew about them, this would be the same as ignoring them, and yet… they look so harmonious,” turning to her friend with a confused and pained expression, she asked. “Do you know what’s going on, Twilight?”

Twilight shook her head, slowly. They walked through the market finding several kinds of stalls offering all kinds of products. Some of them, all gathered in a singular area, even offered clothes. Although, putting the thin rags they were selling as clothes would be a travesty. Almost everyone went nude, but there were a few that wore them, mostly mares. They had never seen those kinds of clothing before, not even in the most obscure books of forbidden lore.

“Excuse me, Luna?” Twilight asked.

“Hmmm?” Luna replied, sparing a quick glance.

Raising a hand to point at a particular stall, she asked. “What are those tiny, shameful things?”

Luna followed her finger to the offending stall and saw the objects in question. “Ah, those would be panties, thongs, and garter belts. Sold only on the red light district over there alongside other sorts of equipment,” she giggled to herself much to the confusion of her guests. “They are quite expensive but worth their price, if I may say so myself. I possess a small collection of them. In fact, I would be delighted to show it to you if you want~.”

“That would be-” Twilight stopped herself at the last second, catching herself from speaking without thinking. “-a-appreciated if we need to see them up-close. Thank you, L-Luna.”

“How can a mare walk around wearing such a thing?” Moondancer asked, not noticing the near-blunder of her friend. She focused on a trio of mares, two thestrals, and one unicorn. One thestral wore something that resembled panties, but they were thin, barely covered anything, the bands looked to be more for show and comfort than actual functional use. The other two mares, however, barely wore anything at all; nothing more than three threads sewn together. “T-They look even more exposed wearing those than being naked.”

“That’s exactly the point, young Moondancer,” Luna replied with a chuckle.

Realization struck Twilight. “They’re meant to enhance their figures, aren’t they?” She pondered out loud. “The way they cling to their bodies… w-what could drive anypony, anycreature to make and willingly wear such things?”

“What's wrong with feeling beautiful or wanting to stand out a little more? They’re not hurting anyone, are they?” Luna asked, ending with a giggle.

“N-No…,” Moondancer replied, her eyes lingering for a few seconds on a yellow-colored mare wearing a thong, if her deduction of the process of elimination was right, and for a moment, just an instant, she pictured Twilight wearing such a thing and she felt the fire in her loins burn brighter for that short period. Catching her deviating thoughts quickly, she shook her head to get her mind on track once more. “I cannot blame them for living like this since no one seems to know what the Anti-Chaos Laws are and how they function. The Exiles living among you are of no help, of course, since they rejected the wise and benevolent guidance of Princess Celestia.”

“And yet, do you see Chaos running amok? Destruction, mystery, unhappiness?” Luna replied in a mild hostile tone. “Contrary to what you may be thinking, I do not like Chaos but I also do not see it as the greatest enemy of Harmony. Without Chaos, there is no Harmony, simple as that.”

The two unicorns gasped. “But Chaos would free Discord again and bring forth suffering, pain, and disorder onto Equestria and the whole world! We need the Anti-Chaos Laws to prevent that from happening and to create a unified, perfect, idyllic nation!”

“A fool’s paradise!” Luna laughed, surprising her guests. “The harder she tries to go for such a goal it will only end up blowing in her face in a matter of time. The price she asks to pay for such an idiotic notion is something I cannot bring myself to force upon anypony else.”

Moondancer stepped forth. “Princess Celestia isn’t forcing anypony to do anything they don’t want! We are enlightened and she saved us from the folly of Chaos! We are eternally grateful that she sacrifices herself each and every day to guide us to a better tomorrow! Thanks to her, we know what to do, how to do it, why we must do it, and be grateful for it!”

Twilight wanted to say something to support her friend, but watching the activity around them, the peaceful nature of it all, something in her mind changed. She could feel it but she didn’t know what it was. She had never felt it before in her life. She looked up at Luna, only to find her gazing back at her for a brief second before replying to Moondancer.

“And in return, she has taken more from you than you could ever imagine. What you two feel so proud about and think is the right and only way to live… that’s not a life worth living. At least, not me,” Luna countered before looking ahead of the road. “Ah, perfect timing! We’ve arrived,” coming to a halt after a few steps, she turned around to face her guests. “Welcome to one of our humble art galleries.”

Moondancer and Twilight stared at the building Luna had brought them now. It was, by a long margin, the most meticulously carved structure they had seen so far. Every decoration and piece of craftsmanship was already unlike anything they had seen before, but the entrance in front of them was like comparing the scribbles of a foal to the delicate touch of a painter. Every inch of it was chiseled to perfection; immaculate with a level of care and detail that the naked figures of mares and stallions laughing, crying, hugging each other, depicting violence, singing, and performing many other actions felt alive even though they were crafted from stone.

Incapable of saying anything at that moment, the two silently followed Luna into the masterwork of a building to find it nicely illuminated by the glowing gems placed strategically on walls, the floor, and the ceiling. Upon reaching the lobby their eyes went wide and they feared their legs would collapse under them at what they saw.

“What in the name of Celestia…,” Twilight muttered.

“This is… impossible…,” Moondancer whispered.

If the carvings outside the building were not enough, further followed in quality by the hallway and floors themselves, what the first room showed them was beyond their comprehension. Paintings, dozens of them, beautifully created. They showed landscaped from within the depths, of the mountain, of Luna (which Twilight particularly enjoyed), of several unknown ponies, of fruits, plants, and other creatures such as dragons, yaks, and even changelings.

They walked around on their own accord, moved by invisible strings and drawn to every exhibit possible. And not only paintings they found. They also found statues, pieces of pottery, metalworks, fossils, and countless types of allegedly precious and valuable exotic gems. Every natural wonder was unique and beyond words; every piece of hand-made art was beautiful beyond words with attention to detail that not even their best artisans could ever hope to match, they concluded. An hour passed with them silently admiring every single piece the gallery had to offer until they came across one large painting that made their hearts stop beating for a moment and moved them to tears.

“I made that one, a long time ago,” Luna said, stepping alongside her guests. “It wasn’t the last time I saw the surface but… it is a view that had stuck with me since the first time I laid my eyes upon it.”

Twilight couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. “Moondancer… it is…”

Moondancer nodded fervently, trying her best to stop the streams running down her cheeks. “The landscape… the landscape at the top of the mountain…”

Luna smiled warmly. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying? As I understand you too have art, don’t you?”

“Not like this… never like this, nothing like this!” Twilight answered, smiling widely as she stared at the exquisite painting projecting the landscape they had seen during the time the sun was at its full splendor. “O-Our art is nothing like this! It is… it is heavily restricted and checked. Only approved landmarks and landscapes are permitted. What colors can be used are also monitored. No iconography except for the Equestrian’s flag, the Elements of Harmony, Love, Friendship, and Harmony itself are allowed.”

“T-The only type of statues permitted are the ones depicting Princess Celestia. Self-portraits also followed a strict code. Everyone must be still, face to the front, and remain serious,” Moondancer added as she whipped out her falling tears. “This… this is art? I’ve only read about it… but… no… h-how can this incite Chaos and disorder?” Desperately, she turned to her friend only to find her experiencing the same turmoil. “Twilight?”

“...It doesn’t make any sense… how can this-'' Twilight spread her arms and took a step forward at the painting. “-be wrong!? This is… beautiful.”

Luna growled and her mane and tail swirled ominously for a moment. “So she goes as far as to suppress creativity, diversity, and expression of form? Oh, Celestia, what has gotten into your head?” Managing to calm herself after a few seconds of intense focus, she let out the heaviest sigh up to that point and almost fearfully asked. “You’ve mentioned education classes, limits, and correctionalism. What kind of knowledge is freely available for everyone?”

“It depends on the collar and the profession, of course,” Moondancer replied, still somewhat emotionally uneasy.

Luna hummed. “Let me rephrase that question. What kind of information is allowed to be known? What is imparted and allowed to study?”

Twilight was silent for a few seconds while Moondancer was simply confused. “It is… complicated? Our system is simple and efficient. Everyone knows what they are allowed to read. Almost all knowledge is restricted to paths and blocked behind professions, I’m afraid. But history and the Anti-Chaos Laws are the two topics everyone can freely read and are imparted equally.”

Nodding in understanding, Moondancer joined her companion. “Take us as an example. We are Scholars and we are also wearing… wore silver collars. That grants us access to almost every theoretical knowledge there is including judicial, educational, and magical. I myself specialize in theory and educational texts. Twilight, on the other hand, has an incredible talent with magic and is allowed to study higher forms of magical training,” she smiled at her friend, a tiny blush forming on her cheeks. “She’s an amazing pony.”

Blushing in return, Twilight smiled and bobbed her head rapidly a few times after the praise. “I-I’m nowhere near the level of Princess Celestia’s Faithful Student, but I’m glad that my power can be of use to Equestria and the Princess.”

Luna frowned a little. “So… you’re a powerful unicorn?” Before Twilight could reply, she continued. “What is the most advanced combat spell you know? What is the theory of transfiguration and distortion of temporal analysis? Can you teleport at will? Can you use your magic to fly? What is your strongest defensive spell?”

The two mares gawked at Luna for a few seconds before Moondancer started to talk.

“C-Combat!? Theory of what!? Fly using magic, not wings!? T-Teleportation!?” Although the word ‘talk’ was a bit too strong for her case, she blabbered and muttered to herself for several moments.

Luna didn’t sigh this time. She merely closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. “Come with me. I think I know where you two need to see next.” They walked out of the gallery and quickly made their way to a massive building on the next street seemingly the product of gigantic rock that had been picked and chiseled away for years and then hallowed from the inside out. In terms of beauty, it couldn’t compare to the gallery but its more rustic, ancient look made it an impressive building nonetheless even if it looked like a tiny squared castle. “Let me ask you something. Not even once you mentioned topics that were not educational or for practical uses. What about recreational books? What about philosophy or does that fall into the educational spectrum? Are there any books for foals like fairy tales or scary stories?”

“Waste time, materials, and possibly taint a foal’s mind with such nonsense? Why would anyone want to focus on untruths and made-up, pointless fictional works when reality and scientific evidence is far more engaging, compelling, and important?” Moondancer asked, but couldn’t help herself to inject distaste in her tone of voice.

“I thought as much,” Luna replied, shaking her head. “You didn’t answer my previous question though. Twilight, if you’re gifted in magic more so than regular unicorns, what can you do? What is the limit of your abilities?”

Twilight didn’t answer right away and instead looked away, ashamed. This caused Luna to raise an eyebrow and for Moondancer to grow concerned about her best friend.

“Twilight?” Moondancer asked, worried. She tried to reach out to her friend but she stepped away, her horn igniting before she vanished in a pop of magic and reappeared almost instantly a few meters away from them. Then, she vanished once more only to reappear in her original spot. “...Twilight… y-you…”

“I love magic,” Twilight began, looking up to her shocked, hurt friend. “I discovered that I’m very good at it… I mastered every spell that was there to learn. All twenty of them. But it left me craving for more. A lot more. I… I started to practice on my own in secret and now I can teleport, create barriers and not only personal shields, and superior telekinesis…,” she then bowed her head slightly at her companion. “I’m deeply ashamed of myself, Moondancer. Please, forgive me and keep my secret, please.”

Moondancer was baffled and couldn’t manage to speak for several moments until she closed the distance to hug her friend. It didn’t matter that they were naked or that their breasts were pressing against each other creating a soft, fleshy pillow. Twilight returned the gesture and the two hugged for almost an entire minute. “Why? Why did you keep it a secret from me? Why did you break the laws?”

“I… I really love magic. I’m very good at it, Moony. I know I broke Princess Celestia’s trust and the laws, but I’ve never harmed anyone and I haven’t been tainted by Chaos, right?”

“Moony?” Her voice came out cracked as it was trapped in her throat. “N-nicknames were outlawed before we were chosen as Students of Celestia… I missed that, Twily.” Moondancer hugged her tighter, the two mares nuzzling each other for comfort. “I won’t tell anyone, I promise,” she said before tightening their hug.

Luna touched their shoulders after giving them a minute or two of privacy. “You’re very brave, Twilight Sparkle, Moondancer. Twilight, how were you able to practice in secret if something as complicated but inoffensive as teleportation is banned, am I correct?”

Breaking their hug, Twilight straightened herself, taking only a sparse moment to admire Luna’s beauty up-close before answering. “It wasn’t easy but I managed to practice before sleeping. It was hard at first, since not even our position grants us access to more spells than the twenty allowed. Of course, only savages resort to violence and any kind of offensive magic was banned a long time ago.”

Luna hummed deeply. “My sister was always the most conservative when it came to magic even though she was far more talented than I was. Before I left we had heavily regulated what kinds of magic and what spells were to be classified and restricted… but to diminish it to a measly twenty spells? I am willing to bet my ass that all of those spells are utilitarian in nature with maybe one or two exceptions. From thousands to merely twenty. How did you manage to learn teleportation, barriermancy, and superior telekinesis, then?”

Moondancer nearly fainted. “T-T-Thousands of spells? T-There were thousands of spells? L-Luna, you surely jest, don’t you? Our books only make mention of one-hundred and seven spells and most of them are never named due to their chaotic or violent nature. But thousands…,” she looked at Twilight once more. “What books did you read? How were you able to learn such spells?”

With a cute blush painting her cheeks, Twilight looked away and offered them both an awkward, shy smile. “I… learned them myself…”

Moondancer covered her face with a hand while Luna looked at her with wide, surprised eyes.

“You mean to tell me that you managed to learn and master the already difficult art of teleportation and barriermancy… all by yourself? Without any outside help or even just some sort of guide or clues to it?” Luna asked.

Her blush magnified and shook her hands repeatedly in front of her. “Nonononono. Not at all! Creating barriers was rather easy. I simply had to enhance the theorems behind personal shields and expand them with the use of a three-dimensional focus around myself or other objects. Superior telekinesis was even easier since all I needed was to train my magic so it could flow better! Teleportation was a struggle, I must admit. It took me nearly two months to figure out that the solution to fix the vacuum divergence wasn’t to use more magic, but less and--”

“--and focus it on the direction of travel instead of the point of origin. Leaving an anchorage before teleporting! Brilliant! That’s the same thing I did! But it only took you two months to figure it out? It took me nearly a decade to make the breakthrough myself. My, Twilight, you must be a true magical prodigy!” Luna finished for her eagerly, making the mare blush and confusing the poor Moondancer. “Celestia has done a great wrong by tarnishing your potential.”

Again, both mares would’ve cried out and fainted at the mere thought that their beloved Princess Celestia could be wrong in any way, shape, or form. But now, after everything they had seen so far, they were not so sure about that anymore. Twilight tried to ease her blush and Moondancer couldn’t help but feel a little left out of their conversation but didn’t mind it since she hardly knew what they were talking about. She did take a moment to admire Luna’s and Twilight’s bodies, finding that the flame burning inside her only grew in intensity.

“It seems that you and I share some traits in common, Twilight Sparkle. Now, let us enter the library,” the Princess of the Moon cleared her throat before continuing on their way. “As we’re about to enter, feel free to inspect whatever section or book catches your eye,” looking back to find their mild confusion, she corrected herself. “Draws your attention,” she clarified and the two unicorns nodded, relieved. “Unlike the restrictive system my sister employs, you will find we withhold no knowledge back from anypony, except, of course, for very special cases detailing topics such as dark magic. I may be of the opinion that freedom of choice is imperative to any sapient being but I am no idiot either,” she ended with a chuckle.

At that point, both of them were tired of being surprised and decided to follow their hostess inside the library. Unlike the art gallery, the library was lacking the usual beauty that reigned the rest of the city. There were a few decorations here and there but nothing else. They noticed that the floor, walls, and ceiling were immaculate and perfectly polished. Entering past the lobby, they were greeted by the large, hollowed-out interior of the enormous boulder to find rows upon rows upon rows of bookshelves made out of wood and others made out of stone. Some were even made out of metal.

They stared in pure fascination at the clean, illuminated space. The bookshelves themselves were neatly organized and areas had been divided, as indicated by hanging signs directing everyone to any particular row they may be searching for.

While it was small compared to the gargantuan Royal Library it carried an air of humbleness and openness utterly alien to them. The Royal Library was always clean but access was heavily supervised all the time. But now that they could compare it with another sanctuary of knowledge, they realized that their beloved Library was different. It was immense, yes, but it was also empty with only select rows filled with books. Comparing it to Luna’s tightly packed library, with scrolls, tablets, papers, and books that made even the rock shelves look ready to burst, the Royal Library was practically barren.

Both unicorns also noticed something that they had at first not put much attention to during their visit to the bathhouse. Not only was the feeling of familiarity and comfort back but now it was magnified by the familiar sensation of being in a library. Twilight reached to Luna, shuddering a little with nervousness as she touched the taller, stunning mare.

“Luna… we may be wrong so please correct us if that’s the case but… why isn’t anyone engaging in coital intercourse?”

Luna smiled. “Ah! You noticed it now or back during our visit to the bathhouse?”

“During our visit to the bathhouse, though we paid it little attention at the time,” Moondancer replied.

“How observant of you~,” she teased them for a second. “Sexual liberty is highly open as you can see,” she said as she eyed the two mares for a moment. “It still pains my heart that such delightful figures had been hidden away for such a long time due to my sister’s meddling. In any case, that’s because certain areas are off-limits, both out of respect and to prevent possible accidents from happening,” she grimaced as if a particularly embarrassing memory came to mind that instant. With a cough, she turned around and raised an arm. “You’re free to search through the library. Who knows? Maybe you’ll find something that will entice your hearts and curiosity?”

Twilight and Moondancer shared a glance, nodded, and went straight for the educational section first. This time there was no outrage whilst reading through a few books that talked about medicine, social structures, etiquette, economics, laws, and more.

Not even half an hour into their studies and their heart sunk to their hooves.

They were expecting to find, at best, a tribe of savages waiting to be enlightened by the light of Celestia and at worst some Exile that saw the error of its ways and wished to return to the surface. Instead, they found a perfectly functioning society similar to their own. It wasn’t pure, they had a Princess to guide them but she had stated she was less their ruler and more a mare pressed into ruling their nation, they didn’t have the Anti-Chaos Laws… and yet they thrived, lived happy lives, and were highly organized. Not to mention highly talented and living proof that some (if not most) of the things that were outlawed in Equestria were perfectly harmless in reality.

For the first time in their lives, they felt… strange. It was a peculiar feeling they had rarely felt. It was as if they were tired but also full of energy at the same time. A growing desire to read something that wasn’t typical education rose within them at a steady pace; even though the books, scrolls, stone tablets, and papers they were reading were far more explicit and detailed than anything they had back home. The smell of so many different books, having stumbled into a true treasure trove of forgotten knowledge, and having been given free and complete access to it was enough to spark that strange feeling within them. A warm, gnawing, fervent, yet gentle feeling.

Twilight kept looking at the sections of magic, poetry, and artistry while Moondancer eyed the fiction and philosophy ones. In an unspoken agreement, they shared a nod and moved to check what had caught their interest.

After all, if they were going to live like the locals and were already undressed like them, then it couldn’t hurt to act like the locals, right? Princess Celestia would surely understand… if the subject ever rose up.

It was confusing and strange. It went contrary to everything that until mere hours ago they had been brought up believing and now they acted directly against the only system they had known their entire lives. It was nauseating, scary, and dishonest!

Yet, at the same time, it was liberating. No restrictions were telling them what they could and could not read. It was exciting.

And they liked it.

While Twilight started with what interested her, she soon found herself exploring everything the library had to offer, marveling in the vast array of knowledge that was, amusingly enough, buried right under Equestria. Moondancer, on the other hand, found herself enamored with philosophy. She had seen the concept once and it had bothered her ever since. The mere act of questioning the world around her; asking how and why it functioned the way it did was preposterous.

The world had always been exactly as Princess Celestia said it was. There was no denying or faulting her words, for they were the truth. There was never a need to question the world around her thanks to the guiding, compassionate hand of Princess Celestia. And yet… she has proven to be wrong. Luna and her nation are thriving without her aid, without her knowledge. And if they are thriving, then what about the other nations? She questioned herself as she closed the book of philosophy she was reading.

Even as she wanted to keep reading it, the calling of her other chosen section called her. She stepped into the Fiction section and saw many covers and titles of stories talking about made-up worlds, made-up characters, and made-up adventures. She had bad-mouthed them earlier for the waste of ink and paper those ideas represented. And yet, as she picked out a romance story, it caught her heart more than she thought possible.

“The Life and Strife of the Lady Lavender Dawn?” She pronounced the title printed on the book’s spine. Pulling it out and flipping it she gasped upon seeing the cover. It featured a naked mare incredibly similar to Twilight, if slightly chubbier and shorter, sporting an almost identical mane and tail and fur just a shade or two lighter than that of her friend. She immediately opened the book to find it was an erotic novel set in a fantasy world. “M-Maybe a quick peek through it won’t hurt…”

As she read through the first chapter, immediately opening with the mare masturbating, she could feel the fire in her loins increase ten-fold as she pictured Twilight in her head through her reading. She wasn’t even half-way through it when she noticed her pussy was getting wet; her excitement growing with each passing second.

For her part, Twilight was sitting at a table by her lonesome with half a dozen books stacked on it. Suddenly, she felt something pressing on her back.

“Magic Theorems by Starswirl the Bearded? Excellent choice! He was our teacher, Celestia’s and I. Does she mention him at all?” Luna asked before peering over each of the other books using her magic, ensuring her breasts would keep pressing against the unicorn’s back. “Artistry: Newborn. The Expression of One. From the Stars, the Night Away,” she named each title in turn until she came to the last one and her eyes went wide. “Patterns of the Sky by Keen Eye! This is one of my favorite books! It seems you have quite the keen eye yourself, Twilight Sparkle.”

Twilight swallowed hard in an attempt to bring down the heavy ball that had formed in her throat. Her breathing was ragged, she couldn’t focus on the book she was holding, she was trembling slightly, and her fingers felt numb.

She could smell Luna’s scent completely now. She had caught only whiffs in passing but now the sweet, hypnotizing aroma of the Princess of the Night was hitting her full force. She smelled like lavender mixed with some exotic oils and perfumes she didn’t know. Or maybe it was her natural musk? She didn’t know but that only tempted her to turn around and bury her face on her chest just to inhale more of that sweet ambrosia.

And the only thing stopping her from doing that, besides the book she was holding with trembling hands, were the two large orbs pressing against her back. She had never felt another set of breasts other than her own and those of Moondancer during their cramped nights together. She couldn't fathom how the two large breasts pressing behind her, each of them as big as her head, could be softer than the softest pillow she had ever slept on. They were also incredibly warm and their mare contact made her sleepy. Her blue nipples, too, pressed against her back and she could feel them poking at her skin; moving slightly around and up and down in accordance with their subtle movements.

The sensation was heavenly and that made her legs quiver. She shouldn’t like that sensation and yet she did. And not only that, but she adored her scent, her warmth, her strength, her attitude, just about everything Luna had to offer was enticing. She knew she was wrong or that something was wrong with her.

But at the same time, as long as she keeps pressing her body against mine this way, I don’t really mind… I wonder if Princess Celestia’s breasts feeeeaaaaahhhHHHH! W-What am I thinking!? Keep it together, Twilight! Keep it together! She yelled at herself. For the time in her life her mind wasn’t a fortress of resolute dedication. Right now it was an open pasture ravaged by conflict, doubts, and strange callings that made it impossible to focus on anything for more than a few minutes at a time.

The only things she was sure about were her moistening nethers as she felt the hard, tender nipples of the alicorn behind her lightly scratching her back, how her mind became clouded as she smelled the intoxicating scent of Luna, and how much she enjoyed it.

Sadly for her, Luna ended the contact. “Since your interests are so wide but your passion for magic matches mine, I’d recommend reading ‘Fifty Tricks and Enchantments for Everyday Life’ and ‘Is Magic a Form of Art?’. Those are excellent reads despite their titles.”

“T-Thanks, Luna… I’ll make sure to read them later,” Twilight said, already missing the contact of the alicorn’s supple body upon her. Giving her a friendly nod, the alicorn left her so she could continue her reading.

After that, they lost track of time until, as fate would have it, their bellies began to rumble. They put the books they were reading back in their respective shelves and went to Luna, who had given them space to do as they pleased and had not interfered once in their studies, sitting comfortably by her lonesome reading a book. She noticed them approaching and closed her book, teleporting it away.

“Is something the matter? Did you find something displeasing?”

“Absolutely not!” Moondancer announced. “I can’t believe how much knowledge can be found here! Our Royal Library is much bigger but almost every row is identical to the other possessing the same books! It is the first time I’ve read so many new things. Philosophy and mystery books are so fascinating,” she let out a dreamy sigh. “I even began reading a rather interesting book. The Lord of the Horshoes. I didn’t know fiction could be so… engaging!”

Luna chuckled. “Then let’s go back to the palace so we may eat something. I see that you’re more comfortable now but I don’t want to push you too hard right now.”

Moondancer halted. “Wait… Twilight, do you think they have nutrient cubes down here?”

Twilight’s eyes when wide. “That’s right, Moony. Luna, is it possible to have our belongings returned to us? Our rations are stored with the rest of our equipment.”

“There’s no need for them. I assure you our food will be more than enough to feed you. Although it may be too strange compared to your standards. Very well,” snapping her fingers, a thestral mare that was casually sitting reading a book two tables away stood up and walked over to them. “Tell Nightglade’s squad to bring the equipment that they confiscated from our guests. Rendezvous at the palace. Oh, and inform the chefs to also prepare meals for our guests, just in case they change their minds and decide to try our cuisine.”

“Of course, Luna,” she offered a quick salute before leaving the library ahead of them.

“Shall we?” Luna offered with a smile, using a wing to point at the exit. They made their way out of the library and soon found themselves backtracking their steps back to the palace. When they were walking outside the bathhouse, Twilight stepped up.

“Luna?”

“Yes?”

“Was that pony always following us?” Twilight asked.

“Indeed, Twilight. She and two more,” she smiled. “Don’t bother looking for them, they blend well in the background. But I assure you they followed us for your protection, not mine, in case something unforeseen could arise.”

The two unicorns nodded, not really understanding her logic but didn’t question it. As they walked, Twilight once more couldn’t stop herself from admiring the shapely body of the Princess of the Night. Her coat, her hips, her thighs, her wings, her arms. Every inch of her body captivated her and it irked her that she didn’t know why she was behaving the way she was in front of Luna.

“Is something the matter, Twilight?”

The lavender-colored unicorn squeaked in surprise, having been caught staring intently at Luna’s posterior for a second time, though that didn’t seem to disturb the Princess.

“I… I was just thinking that we share a particular set of similarities, that’s all,” before Luna could say anything, she continued. “You’re smart, attentive, perceptive, and love magic as much as I do or at least the same enthusiasm for it. Despite showing signs of possessing a short temper, you present yourself in an educated manner and you are logical, to the point, and courteous, even if at times your choice of words are not what I could consider civilized… by Equestrian standards,” fidgeting nervously, she added one last piece. “And I like talking to you… I feel at ease, even though I have only known your name in books and history.”

“I can’t convey the same level of certainty in my words as Twily, but I too find myself drawing similar conclusions, Luna,” Moondancer said in support of her friend.

Perhaps for the first time since their arrival, they were gifted with a sincere smile courtesy of their gorgeous hostess. Suddenly, her smile turned playful.

Confused by her abrupt change, Twilight had little time to question it as a hand softly caressed her right shoulder. Turning to face who had touched her, she found a handsome thestral stallion sporting a raging erection. She watched his cock throbbing, spurting droplets of pre-cum. Looking at his face, she found him smiling shyly and hopefully at her. After a few seconds of awkward silence, the stallion’s expression slowly morphed into a slightly embarrassed and dejected one.

“S-Sorry to bother you, ma’am. It’s just, that… uhm, I saw you passing by earlier and I couldn’t get you out of my head. You’re incredibly beautiful, is all,” he turned to Moondancer and nodded slightly. “You are also beautiful, ma’am, no offense. I just have a thing for purple colors, you see, hehe,” he apologized while scratching the back of his head. “In any case, sorry for the inconvenience, pretty ladies, Luna.”

The stallion gave them a polite nod before leaving them be. Twilight and Moondancer watched him go for a couple of seconds before looking at Luna expectantly and slightly off-put.

“Ha ha! That was better than I imagined it would be!” Luna said, a wide smile spreading her lips as she did. A moment later, she returned to normal but still retained a sense of jesting around her. “I ask that you forgive me, I couldn’t bring myself to stop him when I saw what he was going to do.”

“What… do you mean, Luna? Why did he touch my shoulder like that?” Touching her right shoulder with a hand, she blushed. “It was strange but also nice in a sense?”

“It’s nothing to worry about, Twilight, Moondancer. We’re not sex-driven maniacs, what society could function if that were to be the case? A creature can not simply rut another creature just because they are suddenly in the mood to fuck a hole or get a dick inside them,” she snorted, closing her eyes and shaking her head for a moment. “Just because we prefer our nudity and be open to sex doesn’t mean we can’t be polite about it or that there are no rules. Anyone can ask another if they want to fuck, oh, excuse me, I meant to say ‘copulate’ and if they agree, then it happens.”

“All sorts of physical displays of affection are allowed but sex itself is limited to masturbation, oral, and casual fornication. As long as the ones doing the rutting aren’t getting in the way of others, causing disturbances, or doing it in places they shouldn’t be doing it, then there’s nothing wrong with it and they are free to do it without repercussions.”

She giggled. “For example, why would they have sexual relationships outside? Well, there are many reasons. Some like the liberty of doing it in the open. Others get a thrill of having bystanders watching them ‘have a go at it’, a few enjoy watching others copulate. And so on and so on. For anything more elaborate, such as bondage- do you even know what bondage is?-” the two unicorns shook their heads. “Figures. Let’s leave it as ‘more intense forms of sexual interaction’, then further discussion and consent is needed from all involved parties as well as requiring a room to do it.”

“Fascinating…,” Moondancer said out loud through a fierce blush. “It seems my earlier assumption was wrong… but why did he touch her shoulder?”

“It’s the most common way to politely ask for engagement. To see if the other party is interested. If said party is interested, then they may return the gesture or kiss the one that made the proposition,” Luna explained as she extended an arm to show a couple on the other side plaza caress the shoulder of a mare, the mare considered it for two maybe three seconds, then caressed his shoulder and the two began to exchange ideas. A few seconds later, they began to make out. “See?”

Both unicorns nodded, spending more time than what was necessary, observed the two kissing ponies. Right then, Moondancer thought of something and began to look around. Twilight watched her friend’s face shift to a serious expression as she began to do mental calculations with the aid of her fingers. “The numbers don’t add up.”

“Moony?”

Turning to face her friend then at Luna, Moondancer began. “The number of unicorns, pegasi, and earth ponies that I’ve seen are several times more numerous than the ones I have knowledge about in the past ten years all across Equestria. How is it possible?”

“You have quite the talent for remembering specific information like that, Moondancer. But you are correct,” Luna replied, smiling when the unicorn blushed at the praise. “Of course, some of them have been born in the Underlands, but many come from above. Very few of them are the exiles that you know about. The rest? Let me ask you a riddle. What happens when someone that has been mandated to live a certain way all their life suddenly snaps and doesn’t want to follow that system anymore?”

Twilight answered instantly. “They either commit themselves into changing that system or become criminals,” suddenly, the face of the stallion that had been found guilty of cultivating apples with flavor came to mind. She had forgotten his name, but the look in his eyes was something she’d never forget. The pain of seeing his work destroyed right in front of him. The sadness of knowing he had committed a crime against Princess Celestia. The sentence didn’t matter to him… but seeing his apple, the fruit of his labor destroyed right in front of him, that had hurt him more than reeducation ever could.

But he was a criminal. He had broken the law. And Princess Celestia was never wrong… but… Luna and her small nation proved her wrong. The stallion had become a criminal but wasn’t exiled, so why there were so many regular ponies--

“They flee,” Moondancer muttered at her side, apparently having arrived at the same conclusion she was dreading. “They left Equestria themselves… didn’t they?” Twilight looked at Luna, the alicorn nodded to confirm her friend’s suspicions. Now she couldn’t defend her Princess. Not after everything they had seen and experienced so far.

“Yoooo, Moonbutt!” A brash, rude voice called out and the three mares looked up to find an athletic and nicely built cyan pegasus mare with rainbow-themed mane and tail land closeby. Alongside her a pale-blue stallion, also quite athletic and with a deep blue mane and tail, landed sporting a throbbing erection. “You in the mood for a quicky?”

“Rainbow Dash and Soarin. I would love to but right now I’m too busy showing my two guests around the capital. We were heading back to catch a quick grub. If you want, you’re invited,” Luna’s mood shifted completely, surprising the two unicorns. She dropped being serious and almost dignified to giddy and nonchalant in an instant the moment the two pegasi showed up.

“Ohhhhh! New exiles or refugees?” Soarin asked, smiling friendly at them.

“Neither. You see, they are direct students of Celestia--”

Luna couldn’t finish her sentence before the two pegasi closed the distance between them. Rainbow Dash hugged Twilight with all her might, repeatedly saying ‘Omygosh! Ohmygosh! Ohmygooooosh!’, while Soarin hugged Moondancer just as tightly.

The first thing the two unicorns noticed was their scent. It was pure, unmasked, and salty. They could even feel a slight damp sensation; the product of lingering sweat but not enough to cause discomfort. Their bodies went stiff but for different reasons. Twilight felt her breasts press against the much smaller set of Rainbow Dash’s; hers being soft and malleable while her breasts were compact, firm, but welcoming. Her hands were strong and cupped her asscheeks while they bounced up and down as she squealed in joy.

Moondancer, on the other hand, had to experience the feeling of having a hard, hot, throbbing stallionhood being shoved between her thighs. The pulsating penis was safely nestled between her legs and pressing up against her pussy, lubricating it with her juices. Also, thanks to the difference in size, she got to smell the strong musk of Soarin’s neck as he pressed her face against his nape in excitement.

The contact didn’t last for more than a few seconds before the two realized what they were doing and moved back. Twilight was left stunned and Moondancer watched and felt Soarin’s cock pulling away from its temporary home as it scraped her flesh; finalizing with his shaft jumping out at the last inch and spurting a wad of pre-cum that landed on the mare’s belly. Nopony seemed concerned about it, however.

“Sorry! Sorry!” Soarin apologized. “Guess I got a little too excited there for a moment. We both did. But can you blame us? Two students of Celestia herself have finally seen through her damn lies and manipulation!”

“Yeah! Maybe ponies are finally starting to have enough of her puppet master attitude!” Rainbow Dash added.

Twilight and Moondancer were shocked but to their surprise, they weren’t on the verge of fainting. Still, a strong feeling arose within them. “W-What are you talking about!? Princess Celestia… P-Princess Celestia would never lie, it goes against Harmony and Honesty!” Twilight said.

“Equestria loves the Princess! It is why we are here in the first place!” Moondancer added.

Rainbow Dash and Soarin lost their smiles and in turn became slightly confused. “Wait… you two didn’t escape?” Rainbow Dash asked, pointing at the two unicorns.

“Allow me to explain,” Luna intervened. After a short explanation, both pegasi nodded in slowly. “Understand now?”

“Yeah... but Luna, you can’t be serious…,” Rainbow Dash said.

“I am. But I am confident that I have to do nothing more than showing our guests how we live to prove Celestia wrong. Or perhaps we are wrong and she is right.”

“As if! Pegasi are meant to fly freely! To be adventurous, bold, and courageous! Sure, not all of us are like that, but she has no right to take that away from us just because she says so! She’s nothing but a damn tyrant,” Soarin said, spitting the last word with venom. “Screw altitude limitations, screw the laws prohibiting physical sports, stunts, and screw the ban on pies!”

“That’s why you left our… perfect society?” Twilight asked, even if the word ‘perfect’ now left a sour taste in her mouth.

“Perfect my abs!” Rainbow Dash said as she showed her nicely built belly. “I couldn’t achieve these babies with her exercising regulations or theeese,” turning back for a moment, she spread her wings and flexed her powerful back muscles. Then, she turned around again. “We were just rotting away in her ‘utopia’,” she said with all the sarcasm she could inject into that word. “Unchallenged, shackled, and pussified. We pegasi were proud warriors and she took that away from us just because she wanted to protect us? Yeah, no, fuck that! The Underlands ain’t perfect, but it is a damn paradise compared to that white prison you call Equestria,” she ended with a smile.

“Well, if you’ll excuse us, I have an itch I need to scratch and a cock up my ass five minutes ago. Oh, and girls?” She called out while going to all fours on a nearby public area right next to the group. “It was nice meeting you!”

“Likewise,” Soarin added before taking his cock with one hand and using his other to pull a buttplug out of Rainbow Dash’s ass. Before the gaping anus could close, he rammed a third of his cock inside and the mare let out a whine of pleasure.

“Ffffuck yes, Soarin! Breed my ass!” Rainbow Dash called out at the same time she began to move her hips back to get more of his cock inside her sphincter.

“You got it, Dash! Damn, I can’t get enough of how fucking tight you are!” Soarin exclaimed.

The two unicorns watched with a lot less revulsion than they expected to feel. After almost an entire day of walking around naked in a city of equally naked ponies and having witnessed sexual acts on full display nearly everywhere they looked at one or another point during their travel, they felt only a mild aversion at what they were watching. Mainly because it was anal sex, not the first one they had seen throughout the day but the first one they were now witnessing up-close.

They watched when Soarin finally made sank his cock all the way inside Rainbow Dash’s asshole before he began to fuck her relentlessly, grabbing her mane and pulling at it for a better grip as he rutted her brains out. He moaned and smiled while rocking his hips back and forth like a piston, while the cyan mare hollered and moaned out loud with each hard thrust her partner gave her.

But most of all, they focused on their faces. The pure joy, the ecstasy, the thrill of it was plastered all over them. Soarin was focused and collected whilst Rainbow Dash was outspoken and very vocal. There was no denying how much they were enjoying themselves and that made their nethers moistening.

Once the cyan mare began to drool, they decided it was time to leave them the couple to their own devices. Luna silently guided her guests back into the Palace and soon made it to the dining hall where everything was also masterfully crafted from stone plus some nice nightshade plants, mushrooms, and statues serving as decorations. For illumination, there were large crystals suspended via magic or held by elegant chandeliers.

As they made their way to the table, Nightglade and his two companions were waiting for them holding two satchels.

“Glad you could make it so fast, Nightglade,” Luna commented. “If you please?” She said, motioning at her guests.

“Of course. Here are your satchels, madams,” Nightglade offered them a small smile. “If I may be so bold, you two look even better without those robes on,” his praise was further marked by his shaft twitching and going half-erect. “Sorry, but you two are incredibly beautiful mares. And my pal down there has a mind of its own.”

“Yeh, he ain’t the only one,” one of his companions said while pointing to his throbbing member; his eyes inspecting every inch of Moondancer’s body as it bobbed. His partner merely nodded in agreement.

“Luna. Madams,” Nightglade and his companions made their way out of the room all the while the two unicorns watched them go with a strange feeling of longing creeping on them.

“Twilight. Moondancer. Please, take a seat. We will be served shortly,” Luna asked as she sat on her usual spot.

The two academics stared at each other for a few moments before sitting close to Luna. Twilight sitting at Luna’s right while Moondancer sat on the following seat to her right. Bringing up their satchels, it was Luna’s (and the few maids nearby) turn to watch in a mixture of curiosity and astonishment how the unicorns pulled a small white plate from within their satchel, a cup, a small package containing grey cubes, a fork, and a cylinder containing water. Almost graciously, the two brought a small handkerchief to clean their plates, cup, and fork, then poured water on the cup, and finally opened the package containing a series of orderly lined cubes. They picked an entire line, ten in total for each, and served them on the plate.

“We thank Harmony for our nutrients,” they said at the same time before using their forks to take a single cube, no larger than an inch, to their mouths and they began to chew. Within moments, they finished and went down for a second one. On the fourth cube they stopped, took a large gulp of water, then went in to eat their fifth cube.

“Wait,” Luna’s voice and the quiet mutters of the maids around them caused them to stop. “That’s your food?”

“Of course!” Moondancer replied. “These are standard ration-cubes, packed with everything a healthy body needs daily. The great Chef Zesty Gourmand was the one who perfected the technique of making cubes fifteen years ago. Equestria has grown accustomed to them ever since.”

“But they look so… paltry. I’ve heard of these cubes before but this is the first time I’ve seen them,” Luna looked at Twilight. “May I have one?”

“Of course, Luna,” Twilight replied, offering her pack of cubes.

Luna took one and squeezed it. “Spongy,” then she smelled it. “Hmmm, no smell,” then, she popped it into her mouth and began to chew. While she chewed, the unicorns and the maids watched the alicorn of the Night’s face shift throw half a dozen expressions in quick succession. Her expression was at first neutral, then wary, then puzzled. It remained like that for a few chews until it shifted into confusion, then mild revulsion, and finally settled on a mixture of shock and disappointment. “I… don’t know what I was expecting to taste…”

“Luna?” One of the maids approached, her face twisted with worry. A raising hand from her ruler put her and the other maids at ease.

“Twilight, Moondancer. Would you please tell me why I couldn’t taste anything?” She asked but before the unicorns could reply, she continued. “Rainbow Dash, Soarin, Garden Stripes, Farsight, and countless others have told me about how Equestrian food has no taste. But these,” said the alicorn whilst glaring at the offending cubes as if they were the vilest things in existence. “These things are far worse than I could ever imagine! I literally couldn’t taste anything! No sugar, nor salt, nor spices. It wasn’t even bland! It’s just… a spongy thing that left my tongue empty and unfulfilled.”

Suddenly, a bell was heard and a few maids and servants carrying trays walked into the room and positioned several dishes before Luna. They also placed some in front of Twilight and Moondancer, each one getting three. Then, the covers were lifted and a steamy scent filled instantly spread around the table.

Whatever words the two unicorns were ready to defend the food they had known all their lives. Why it was necessary. How functional it was as it provided everything their bodies required. And how it tempted them away from Chaos, the two of them dropped their forks as the smell hit their noses.

For the first time in their lives, they had smelled a fully cooked meal, they were smelling food.

And, as if driven by some genetic lock deeply hidden at the back of their minds that had just discovered the key to its freedom, their stomachs rumbled. So loud that to anyone else not present, the growling noises would’ve been mistaken for that of a hungry manticore.

“W-W-Whaaazzz happening too meeeh?” Twilight asked, afraid, but unable to look away from her dishes, unable or unwilling to even blink while her mouth drool uncontrollably. Slurping her drool, her voice stabilized. “L-Luna, what’s happening to us!?”

“That, my lovely friend, is called hunger,” Luna hummed. “Maybe hunger is too strong a term. Perhaps ‘want’ or ‘desire’ is more appropriate,” she chuckled while watching her guests mentally and physically fight against their instincts and avoid reaching for the food placed in front of them. “Think of it as your love for knowledge and magic, Twilight, or your fascination for philosophy and your new-found love for fiction, Moondancer. Only this time it is your mouths and stomachs in desperate need of some real, proper nourishment.”

Both unicorns exchanged quick, nervous glances between each other and their presented food. They didn’t know what was placed in front of them. They had always known only their nutrient cubes and before that nutrient paste. Nothing more, nothing else. Fruits, vegetables, milk, and every other produce were carefully harvested and treated in such a way that it would have no taste, be it naturally or after being approved for their eventual manufacturing into nutrient cubes.

All they knew was that their noses begged them to reach out as their bellies demanded to be filled with strange substances. Swallowing hard, Twilight was the first to give in and reach to a small bowl with a steaming liquid inside it. In it, pieces of what she could only deduce to be mushrooms and other strange vegetables floated in the murky red froth that enticed her to no end.

Looking at Moondancer, her friend followed suit mimicking her actions. She took the spoon, dipped it in the liquid, brought it up to her lips, recoiled for an instant before instinctively softly blowing at it to cool it, then popped it in her mouth; Moondancer followed suit an instant later.

Luna watched at first with amusement and then with worry as the two unicorns chewed a couple of times and then swallowed. Instead of going for another serving, their eyes filled with tears. She was about to ask if they were alright, when the two, despite crying softly, began to truly devour their meals. She (and the maids) watched in a sort of pitiful astonishment how the two unicorns ate the food that had been offered to them. Their cubes had been forgotten, thrown aside, and discredited in favor of the new-found elixir they had discovered.

When they were done, Twilight looked at Luna. “F-Flavor!” She presented one of her empty plates, thoroughly licked clean. “T-This is what flavor is!? I-I--I have no words… Flavor! I… I forgot what flavor was like… this sensation is… beckoning something within me...” She muttered in a hushed, dark, near-emotionless tone. There was a storm raging inside her between the absolute joy her tastebuds were experiencing and experiencing for the first time the satisfaction of a satisfying meal and the suffocating sadness, dread, and guilt swirling in her heart.

Even so, she did not stop eating.

“Twily! Twily! I-I think this is what ‘delicious’ is supposed to describe! I want more but I can’t eat more!” Said Moondancer. “D-Do you think apples have such flavor, too?”

“I… don’t know…,” her frantic enthusiasm died a little as the face of the red stallion flashed before her eyes yet again. It was then when she noticed that she was crying. She couldn’t tell if her tears were of contentment for rediscovering something wonderful she had lost, disgust because she was yet again breaking the Laws, or guilt for betraying the trust Princess Celestia had placed upon her as one of her students.

All of that was immaterial when compared to the broken expression of the red stallion burned into her memory.

“He said… the stallion… he said that he grew up when food still had taste. Then, he must have been around ten years old when it happened. I--My memories are coming back to me, nothing more than whispers of my foalhood, but I can faintly remember the taste and flavor of food… I think I now know why he tried to grow apples with taste, even if it is against the Anti-Chaos Laws… but WHY!?”

She suddenly shouted, throwing away her spoon. “I don’t understand! Why are art, knowledge, flavor, and nakedness such bad things!? If the Laws are wrong then that means we are wrong! T-There must be something wrong with me! I’ve followed the Laws all my life and yet… and yet… I… we broke them so easily!” She looked at Luna, who was staring at her with sympathy. “What did I do wrong? Is everything I know wrong?”

The alicorn of the Night stared deeply into the confused, desperate, crying eyes of Twilight for several seconds, her heart aching to see her in such deep distraught while Moondancer proved to be more collected, at least enough to break down completely. “...Evergarden, save my meal, I’ll be back in a moment,” Luna ordered while Twilight suffered through a mental breakdown and Moondancer tried her best to comfort her, but by her expression, she could tell the poor mare was also having quite the internal crisis herself. “Twilight? Moondancer?” The unicorns stared up at her. “Please, follow me.”

The two did as they were told and found themselves walking through a few hallways until they stopped at a rather large set of doors. Turning to them, Luna began to explain.

“This room is very special. I had it built after a few encounters with exiles and those that managed to flee away from my sister’s control. It’s quite spacious, secluded, and comfortable. You’ll even find a small bath if you wish to clean yourself and not go to the public bathhouses,” she smiled meekly. “When you’re ready to continue… or if you wish to return to the surface, please, you may contact me at any time. May you have a pleasant rest.”

“Thank you, Luna,” Moondancer muttered before entering the room. Inside they found it to be relatively familiar to what they were used to. It was fairly minimalistic and there were no depictions of art to be found. If she were to compare the room to everything they had seen so far, she would call it dull. Still, she helped carry her friend to the ample bed and found it to be quite comfortable.

They sat on its edge for an hour, perhaps more, without clocks they couldn’t tell how much time they spent just sitting next to each other, holding hands, and rethinking their entire lives. Finally, Twilight broke the silence.

“What’s Chaotic anymore, Moony? Are we really doing the will of Harmony?” She said in a clear but defeated tone.

“...Of course, Twily! Harmony is anathema to Chaos and their taint can’t last much longer! The Princess will fix everything!” Moondancer tried to encourage her friend, but not even she believed the words that came out of her mouth. It pained her heart and made her stomach feel void even though it was still full of succulent food. Can I say that when I have broken the Laws without hesitation? And yet… I remain untainted.

“How can she fix a problem when there isn’t one? We’ve seen how they live…,” she sighed. “After Nightglade and his friends brought us to Luna, I thought all of these ponies were touched by Chaos, but there’s organization, rules, and traditions that are followed and respected… how can this be, twisted as it may seem to be initially, but anything other than Harmony at work?”

“...I don’t know,” Moondancer whispered. “Food with flavor, art, and so much free and diverse knowledge! How can that be Chaotic in nature?” She squeezed the hand of her friend a little. “I don’t think Princess Celestia can ever be wrong. Who are we to question her motives? Maybe the reason why the Laws are necessary escapes our very understanding? Chaos is powerful and insidious-” the memory of stuffing her face with food came to her and the fervent desire to eat more as soon as possible filled her mind. “-maybe this is what Chaos is and we’re already tainted… but that doesn’t make any sense, because then how is it possible for this civilization to be so organized and be in working condition,” she pondered, ending with a deep hum.

“Maybe… there are forces at play we can’t see, Twilight. But think about everything Harmony has achieved, what Princess Celestia has taught us. I can’t believe that our way of life in Equestria is wrong. And I presume Luna’s distaste is centered around Princess Celestia.”

Twilight nodded. “I still don’t understand why Luna is against creating a perfect society, a true utopia, or why she’s so adamant against Princess Celestia’s actions. I now think some of the Anti-Chaos Laws may be unnecessary, but Luna seems to agree with them to some extent,” sighing again, she shook her head. “I’m particularly tired, Moony. I shall take a bath first,” she said motioning the small circle of stone carved on the ground a few meters away from the bed filled with flowing water.

Moondancer stared while Twilight stood up and then stretched until some of her joints popped. She admired her beautiful body, her hefty breasts jiggling with every movement she made, and listened to the soft hum coming from her throat. The fire in her loins returned in full force now that her mind was out of a haze. She could smell her scent; rich and strong after a whole day spent walking around in complete nudity. Her eyes widened as she realized their nakedness no longer bothered her, not even a trace of shame was left in her mind. Instead, the desire to touch Twilight’s body, to hug her… to be with her resonated deep within her.

She watched her walk towards the pool, her hips swaying as she did when she found her voice. “Wait, Twily… since we’re here, why d-don’t we try to bathe like the ponies in the bathhouse?”

“You mean… bathe together?” Twilight blushed a little, then smiled tenderly as she looked back at her friend. “Of course! We’re supposed to act like the locals, don’t we?”

The light yellow coated mare smiled and clapped her hands together as she jumped to her hooves. “Great! Great, yes, ehem. Thank you, Twily.”

The two remained silent as they sank into the deceptively deep pool (big enough, they noticed, to comfortably fit up to six ponies) until the water reached their breasts while standing. Sighing as they sat on the thoughtfully built underwater circular seat, the water now reached just above their breasts; the warm but not scalding hot water washing away the stress from their bodies.

“I needed this,” Twilight moaned. “Oh no, we forgot our cleaning supplies in our satchels!”

“I think those objects serve that purpose,” Moondancer said, pointing at a series of small containers resting on a nearby stone bench under the labels of soap and shampoo. Using her magic, she levitated them until they were able to grab them. After smelling their contents, the two sighed in relief and began to pour some of it on their manes.

While tending to her mane, Moondancer watched her friend do the same before moving to sit on the edge of the pool. The water dripping across her fur made her thirsty for some reason and she couldn’t peel her eyes away from her. Her breasts moved like soft pillows, she could see her slit through her slightly parted legs, and her figure beckoned at her to approach, like the mythical Siren’s call dooming sailors on their voyages.

“Hey, Twily,” she caught her tongue too late, as her words came out of her mouth before an idea had formed in her head.

“Yes, Moony?” Twilight asked, smiling and looking at her friend while doing her mane.

Moondancer panicked for a moment, but one more look at Twilight’s body gave her an idea. “Would you be interested in my aid? I doubt there is a back scrubber in here, after all.”

Twilight blinked. Suddenly remembering that they were naked and found she wasn’t bothered at all by that fact. She spent a few seconds admiring her friend’s body before replying; a mild blush covering her cheeks. “I suppose you’re right, Moony. Then I can help you wash your back in return,” she said before turning as best she could, given her position.

Moondancer gulped but approached albeit nervously. Grabbing a block of soap, she began to scrub Twilight’s back. Slowly, purposefully so, she allowed the tips of her fingers to caress the soft fur and the warm, pliable skin underneath it. Taking her time to carry on her deed, she explored the back of her friend; the same back she had clung to almost every night during their trip; the back she had grown up seeing as, though sharing the same rank as Celestia’s students, she knew she was several steps behind her talented, beautiful, and smart friend.

But she didn’t mind that. She loved seeing her, watching her read, or doing anything at all. And this was a golden chance to get closer to her without repercussion.

Goodness gracious, what in the name of Harmony am I thinking!? I’m touching… I’m touching Twilight! I’m touching her back with my fingers! S-She feels so… nice, she thought while moving to her neck, then to her lower back and then her shoulders, arms, and the sides of her body. She touched as much as she could, biting her lower lip as she did and feeling her sex moistening more than the water ever could.

“I… I think I’m clean now, Moony… d-do you want me to do your back?”

The sudden question made Moondancer snap back to reality and away from her dream-like state. “Y-Yes! Please!” Turning around and sitting on the edge of the pool, she presented her back to Twilight a bit too eagerly. She stood nervously still, shaking ever so slightly until she felt Twilight’s hand, drenched in soap, touch her back directly. “T-Twily?”

“I, uhmm, observed a few ponies helping wash the back of others this way during our visit to the bathhouse… do you… like it?” Twilight asked, her voice trembling but oddly eager.

“Very much so, yes. Please, continue your actions,” Moondancer replied instantly, as if enthralled by some spell. She moaned and cooed as Twilight repeated her actions, cursing herself for not thinking of washing her with her bare hands first. It took a few minutes until Twilight pulled back.

“I think we would enter the water and let it rinse us now?”

“Excellent idea.”

The two silently submerged themselves in the water to cleanse off the shampoo and the soap. When that was over with, they sat on the edge of the pool and began to wash their fronts and legs. They remained there, facing each other from opposite sides of the pool not knowing what to say or do, a storm of thoughts, ideas, and conflicting feelings passing through their minds for several minutes. Finally, it was the pale yellow-coated unicorn that spoke up.

“Twilight?”

“Hmmm?”

Scooting closer to her, she continued. “We’re uncl--naked. We’re naked. We’re bathing in front of the other. We’ve seen sexual acts taking place all over this city. We’ve enjoyed art. We’ve read things we have never read before. And we have eaten food with taste,” she said, getting closer with each point made. “Is it… wrong that I did not dislike the majority of it?”

“I… guess not. I did not dislike most of it, either,” Twilight replied, glancing down when Moondancer touched her hand and scooted a little bit closer. “Why do you ask?”

“Maybe… since we are in the Underlands… and Luna e-encouraged us to ‘walk among the natives’, then perhaps… if you want… maybe we can…,” she stopped for a moment, surprised to find herself sitting next to Twilight, their flanks and Cutie Marks touching while their faces were inches apart. “...maybe we can… e-e-explore more?”

Twilight felt as if her heart would burst out of her chest. She understood exactly what Moondancer was suggesting, she could see it in her eyes and taste it in her ragged breath. She parted her lips but no sound came out. As much as she wanted to protest against such a ridiculous, depraved idea; as much as she wanted to tell her how wrong it was and what the Laws dictated… she didn’t stop her friend as she slowly leaned forth. She didn’t turn away and she didn’t fight it.

“Yes… l-let’s explore more,” was all she could say before their lips met in a chaste, clumsy, nervous kiss.

The two mares had their eyes half-lidded and their kiss was less than stellar by the standards of Luna’s nation, but to them, it was beyond any experience they had shared before.

“Your lips are… soft, warm… wet,” Moondancer whispered.

“Your lips are the same… I… like it,” Twilight replied.

Their lips met once more, this time for more than just a few seconds of contact. They kiss a third time and then go for a fourth one, each lasting longer than the previous and growing bolder with every attempt. Now enraptured in their first making-out session, the two slipped into the pool until they remained standing. Immediately, their arms and hands latched onto each other’s body, driven by a need similar to the desire to eat more of that mouthwatering food, but this time it was to taste more of the other’s body.

To feel, to explore, to touch… to love, and to seek out pleasure.

Moondancer’s hands took a firm grasp of Twilight’s buttcheeks, squeezing them not too tightly but enough to enjoy their supple flesh, allowing her to knead and grope them at pleasure. Twilight’s hands were exploring her back, lightly digging her short fingernails against her fur and skin, dragging a tingling feeling of pain but one that she soon learned to enjoy and crave.

Their breasts were pressing against each other, two heavy sets of mammaries squeezing tightly with their nipples caressing in tandem with their slowly increasing frantic movements, ragged breathing, and mounting crave for more. Their kisses also changed, they may have begun as simple chaste, romantic kisses but soon turned into heavy, lip-crashing, spit-exchanging sessions as they showcased how desperate for love they truly were.

They had been denied physical contact their entire lives, had been taught how disgusting sex was, the risk it carried, how their animalistic minds acted, and how Chaos used that to control them. But right now, they didn’t care about any of that. They didn’t even care that they were breaking the Laws and betraying the trust and teaching of their Princess.

As they began to rub their burning crotches against one of the other’s thighs, Moondancer broke their kissing session to show her smiling face and tearing-up eyes.

“I love you, Twilight,” Moondancer confessed out of the blue. “I’ve been attracted to you for as long as I can remember.”

“Moony…,” Twilight replied, blushing and hugging her friend close.

“I always knew I was a bad mare, that I didn’t deserve to be a Student of Celestia… not when, deep down, I always wanted to hold you like this… Y-You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamt about us kissing, holding hands, a-and being married… but mares can’t be with mares as stallions can’t be with stallions… but here they do!” She cried out, both in pain and relieved, now that she was finally letting go of a weight she had been carrying for years now. “W-We’ve seen mares having sex with other mares! Our history tells us that those sorts of unions were banned a long time ago! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

Seeing her friend crying and apologizing over and over was too much for Twilight to endure. With nothing else to lose, she kissed her again. It did the trick as she stopped crying and soon her surprise passed and returned the kiss with gusto. With a wet popping sound, it ended and Twilight held her close by holding her cheeks. “I know how you feel, Moony. I like you, too, and I think you’re very pretty but… the way you are feeling for me I think I’m feeling for Luna…”

Moondancer sniffled and nodded. “I know… she’s beautiful and alluring… I noticed the way you look at her but,” her blush magnified. “Maybe… we could… kiss and explore more?”

“Silly filly,” Twilight kissed her cheek. “Let’s move to the bed?” Moondancer nodded and the two moved out of the pool. Holding hands and walking side by side, they didn’t care about the strange furry but comfortable sheets getting wet as they sat on the edge. “So… what do we do now?”

“Do you remember the mares that were having sex and touching each other?” Twilight nodded. “Maybe we can try to imitate them?”

“Good idea,” replied the lavender unicorn before their lips met once more in a fiery kiss.

While their lips collided, their hands began to explore their bodies, resuming their caresses and soft, mindful touches. Their fingers traced over every inch they could find, nothing was spared. From their slender thighs, up to their thin bellies, to their curvaceous waists. Every part of them was explored by the other. They touched their arms and their fingers entwined, glad to be touching another warm, welcoming, lusting body for the first time in their lives.

It was inevitable that a spark of curiosity and desire would spiral things out of their clumsy, careful control; retained only by the vestiges of their perceived adherence to the Anti-Chaos Laws and their loyalty to Princess Celestia. The catalyst that broke the last barriers of their lingering reservations that were still standing occurred when their tongues made contact.

Their eyes widened and gasped in surprise, breaking off their kiss for only a few seconds before seeking more of that tender, loving physical contact that had for so long being denied to them. Their tongues touched again and this time they didn’t pull back, deciding instead to seek out more of that new wonderful sensation.

Just those kisses, their exploring hands, their burning loins, and now their twisting, lapping tongues playing small wrestling matches within their mouths was enough to overshadow almost every pleasant experience they had lived through until that point. Lost in their own little world, the two didn’t notice when they fell back on the bed, embracing each other even closer as they now began to moan out in pleasure; their bodies demanding more and more of that new sensation.

“I… I can’t stop remembering their faces,” Moondancer said in between kisses. “How they kissed… how their faces contorted and shifted as their emotions swirled on their faces,” their tongues danced and coiled for a few seconds before continuing. “It was so mesmerizing to see how much they were liking it, how much pleasure they were feeling.”

“I feel the same way, Moony,” Twilight replied. “I think… we can try it for ourselves. After all,” another kiss. “We have to understand how the locals live their lives, right?” Excuses. She was making up excuses. She knew it and she knew that Moondancer knew she was making excuses all to continue with the exploration of the carnal delights. The pain that she was committing the greatest treason against everything she once knew, that she was indulging in acts a day prior were nothing but depraved, chaotic acts that only barbaric, primitive beings committed was there, but not even the dread of disappointing Princess Celestia was enough to compare against the vast ocean of longing, pleasure, and deep-seeded need she now craved.

Moondancer nodded. “I think-” she began, shifting over until she laid on top of Twilight. Then, she began to raise one of her legs, comfortably resting it on one of her shoulders. Moving herself with a confidence she didn’t have but driven all the same by desire, she positioned herself above her friend until their nether regions touched.

“Mmmmm!”

“Ahhhhh!”

They moaned at the same time once contact was made. Their fur was still damp with water but their loins were as hot as a sauna while their eager pussies leaked their juices every now and then in a constant flow. “--t-that’s how a pair of mares w-w-were engaging in -aaah!- s-sexual activities!”

“Mmmmpph!” Twilight let out a throaty moan, her hands traveling to Moondancer’s hips. “I-I remember them! I believe they were holding each other like this?” She said unsure of herself.

The two mares were being guided by the memories gathered that day. Everything they had read about sexuality didn’t help them now; technicalities, concepts, definitions. None of that helped and they didn’t care about it. They allowed themselves to go with the flow.

And the first act was when Moondancer moved her hips, all in an effort to imitate what she had witnessed hours prior.

“F-Feels strange!” She moaned but didn’t stop. “T-Twily, you’re gripping me too hard!”

“I’m sorry!” Twilight shot back. “I can’t help it… it feels so strange but incredibly good at the same time!” She bit her lower lip as she tried to suppress a throaty moan. “It’s so tingly but nice? I think I like it!”

“I think I like it too,” Moondancer agreed, her pace increasing slowly but steadily. “H-Hold me tighter, please!”

Moans, groans, and cries of pleasure began to echo inside the room as their movements became faster, stronger, and resolute. Guided by the example of the liberated sexuality they had witnessed, now the experience of it began to course through their bodies. Their nethers were now sopping wet with their own juices, their breaths were labored, and their motions jerky and uncoordinated at best.

Each time their clits touched they gasped, their breasts jiggled and bounced freely, sweat had replaced the water dampening their fur, they felt more agitated than they ever had before, even more than when they were climbing up the mountain. Their fingers clasped against their fur and skin, Moondancer embraced Twilight’s leg; kissing and nuzzling it as she moved while the lavender unicorn aided her movements with her hands; fingertips digging tentatively on her supple, soft flesh.

After what to them felt simultaneously like eons and mere instants, they reached a shared orgasm, though Moondancer was the first to experience it.

“TWILIGHT!” She shouted at the same time she hugged the unicorn’s leg as tightly as she could manage. Her whole body trembled, she was crying, and a sense of both excitement and fear filled her heart. Her lower half shivered as if cold while squirting juices covering her nethers and Twilight’s in equal measure.

“MOONDANCER!” Twilight shouted back a few seconds later. The sight of seeing her friend go through such an intense emotion, seeing her face twist and turn to look similar to the faces of the mares and stallions freely engaging in sexual activities, and the sensation of her juices washing over her lower body proved to be the last push she needed to join her friend in that same blissful apotheosis.

Their bodies shook and trembled while their juices mixed and spread over themselves and the covers of their bed. Seconds, perhaps minutes later the two finally stopped. They couldn’t talk, their eyes were wide open, and they were gasping for breath, feeling more tired than in any other moment of their lives. Moondancer collapsed to the side and the two laid on their backs, side by side, unable to do anything more than stare at the ceiling.

Even as their minds were running amok with confused, conflicting feelings, they didn’t move; the dawning realization that they had both experienced their first coital union and achieved their first orgasmic release took away their ability to reason clearly for several minutes.

Still breathing unevenly but now able to think straight again, they turned to face the other… only to lean forward and share another kiss.

Hungry to explore more of themselves and that wonderful newfound treasure.

Chapter 2 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!