Author's Note

A non-canon chapter to rustle some jimmies and keep things spicy. Shadow wolf and I cooked up the idea as something I could write in a day or two and slide in-between or with the actual chapters. We'll have to see how its received. Hopefully, it's an enjoyable break from the more dramatic main story and I can do a few more bonus chapters for non-canon, silly sex.

If it comes across as more distracting and readers would prefer I didn't dedicate my time to it, I most likely won't continue the practice. Chapter 4 should be finished soon, as progress on it has been going wonderfully. Thanks so much for the support and the feedback. It's a pleasure to write for you all.

Bonus 1

Bonus 1.
Big Butt Biddies.

Rustling and knocking about in the upstairs closet, evil forces brewed terrible and wretched plans. Eerily cutting through the darkness with a single light, this duo of disgusting and conniving mares concocted their villainy on a diet of deceit, treachery and wine. If any eyes could behold them in this secretive and hidden realm, they would’ve drowned in tears and blood from the overwhelming horror. Several minutes had passed between their arrival at this unholy chamber and the completion of their sin. They burst forth unto the world with no intention of kindness or goodwill toward pony-kind.

Umbra and Derpy, both draped in old clothes and stumbling about in stupefied inebriation.

“Hear yee, hear yee! It is me! Princess Celestima! I come to ride on chariots and be a big bossy biddy!” Derpy hollered in a slurred mess of drool and confusion. The white jacket hung about her back painted her as the highest authority in the land, though the color of her tail and mane were still completely wrong. A paper party hat from her last birthday jut out from between her eyes along with a plastic tiara of gold. She held a doofy smile as she wiggled out of the bedroom closet and allowed her “sister” to make her own introduction.

“AND ME. CELESTIA’S SISTER AND POSSIBLE LESBIAN LOVER.” Umbra stumbled from the closet and fell face-first to the floor when her hoof caught on the sleeve of your old sweater. The dark blue piece somewhat matched the night Princess’ color, though the old skateboard logo certainly broke the illusion. The black hat riding along her horn somewhat resembled Luna’s crown, albeit with far more stains and creases than the real thing. As well, cardboard wings painted purple costumed the Queen as a near-perfect copy of the much taller and thinner alicorn.

“I ADDRESS ALL IN MIN EAR-SPLITTING VOICE SO THAT I MIGHT BE HEARD CLEARLY THROUGH MY OWN SMUGNESS.” She shouted, straining her own voice and knocking things over when she bumbled into them. Derpy skittered on her hooves toward the bedroom door, both mares stealing glances down the hall toward an alluring scent. The figure sitting there before the duo of intoxicated and confused mares hardly moved and hardly made a sound beyond a gentle snoring. Clasped in one hand was an unfinished bottle of cider, the other clenching weakly at the air about it in lazy rhythms. Spinning helplessly on the nearby turntable, an old human-music record scratched and whispered in that familiar tone of "I'm done playing" without a soul to come and take it off the machine. The needle only made a slight crackle every now and again, its soft and stuttering noise hardly enough to make you stir in your rough sleep.

Perfect prey for hungry princesses on the prowl.

The "royals" crept down the stairs with the soft carpeting cushioning their otherwise noisy hoof falls. Giddy little giggles and snorts were hidden with the most trivial efforts at stealth, for it took quite a tremendous force to rouse you from your sleep. Approaching quietly and staring with the most predatory, starving glare an equine could give, the "Sisters" stood themselves before you with pride, excitement and a slight swoon from side to side in both their chubby bodies.

"HARK! A HUMAN IS SAT BEFORE ME, SISTER!!!" "Luna" hollered at the very top of her lungs, the echoing thunderstorm of her voice breaking your peace and jostling you awake.

"GAH! GUH- Huh?! Wha-?!" You huffed and puffed in absolute terror with wide eyes scanning about the room. Your drink nearly went toppling to the floor in the moment and was only saved by all of your muscles going tense at once.

"He's awake, Luna! Let's get him!" "Celestia" insisted with a lunge forward to snap her hooves about your leg. Still shaking off the utter shock of being awakened in such a thrilling manner, you couldn't possibly react in time to the needy sisters throwing themselves on you and pulling at your clothing with their sloppy maws.

"JEEEZUS! You scared the crap outta me, Umbra!" You whined to the overbearing and wiggling ponies below you. Complaints fell on deaf ears however, as both were melding themselves with your familiar scent and firm feel.

"UMBRA?! I HARDLY KNOW THE MARE! OTHER THAN HER EXTREME BEAUTY AND WISDOM!" She screamed into your dick as she mindlessly buried her face in your groin. Derpy giggled and licked at your shirt, slathering herself up and down your leg in an effort to mark you as her own.

"We're not your wives, silly!" She answered you, despite never being asked. You cocked an eyebrow to the strange little show before you, one of your hands naturally coming to rest on "Celestia's" head of golden mane. It was just then that you noticed their little outfits, cheap and wrinkled and unconvincing as they were.

"'TIS US!!! THE MOST DESIRED MARES IN EQUESTRIA! WE CHOOSE YOU, AS OUR HUSBAND, HUMAN!!!" Umbra screamed at full force into your penis once more, the trembles of extreme volume rather exciting when channeled directly through your gonads.

"Uh... I already got a wife, though. Two of them, actually." You tried to correct the nasty little Princess, but she refused to listen. Instead, she chewed and chomped and mouthed at your shaft in desperate and drool-laden slurps. "Celestia" scooched in against her as well, aiding in the smooching of their new husband.

"Not anymore!" The grey princess slurred, her eyes especially derped when the full force of your musk slapped her sensitive nose.

"We're big-butt biddy Princesses! And your ours now, Bubby!" Celestia pressed herself into the fold between your legs, forcing Luna out so she could catch her shaky breath.

"WE CLAIM THINE PERFECT PENIS FOR OUR OWN, AS WE ARE SELFISH GLUTTONS FOR ALL PENISES WE FANCY!!!" Luna shrieked, earning your free hand on her snout.

"Yeesh. So you ding-a-lings are claiming me or something?" You asked groggily, forced to spread your legs far as they would go so both mares could wriggle their way in. Their snouts bumped and kissed and smeared against one another in the melee of horny sniffing, neither willing to let the other get more of your scent smeared across their face.

"MMmmmmyessssss! This Bubby is miiiiiiiine!" Celestia hummed as Luna did her quick and magical work, uncharacteristically red energy popping your button and ripping your zipper open for their starving, watering mouths.

"SELFISH WE ARE TO STEAL FROM RIGHTEOUS MARES! BUT- ooooh... ooh the aroma. It steals me away..." Luna moaned and huffed at your covered member with a most desperate and depraved huff, her nostrils flaring and lungs burning to stuff more of your pheromones inside. Celestia licked her lips and watched with deep interest, absentmindedly licking her lips when such an appetizing thing transpired before her very eyes.

"Y-yeah... mmph. Get in there. Doesn't Bubby smell so good, Um- Luna?" They shared another fit of girly laughter, your expression finally lightening when they began to lose themselves to the game. You huffed and pressed your hips outward for them, letting the heat of your nethers burn their faces and set their minds alight.

"Never knew you had the hots for me... but you know I still love my mares. I'm gonna need to be real impressed if I'm gonna roll with you two." You goaded, both hands pulling and stroking their manes in silent encouragement. They weren't dissuaded from their little game in the slightest. If anything, your rolling and bucking body only infuriated them further. Now they were challenged. Now their noble and horny goal of taking this buff and studly human for their own had an obstacle in the way. Their eyes met for the briefest moment in a flash of mad drive and bottomless will.

"We're gonna have to break out the big guns for this one, Lu-lu." Celestia huffed from behind a nose-full of throbbing human cock.

"I AGREE. FELLATIO WILL TOPPLE THIS IMPASSIBLE BARRIER!!!" The Night Princess whined into your balls, her off-color magic once again firing up and going about its sloppy work. Part of you flinched when the barely controlled and inaccurate magic ripped and tore at your underwear so close to your delicate parts. In her clearly intoxicated state, Luna could've very easily pulled or ripped something she shouldn't have. But the thrill of being disrobed so violently and then immediately having mares fall upon your helpless cock banished all worry from your mind. Soft and fleshy lips molded and suckled on your prick with such ferocity that your hands threatened to wrench bundles of mane from each naughty Princess.

"Aungh! Nngh! Holy moly..." You gasped and groaned for them, both sets of toes curling when they wrestled and bumped one another for a better spot. Celestia's greedy and wide-open mouth caught your head the moment she saw it, a chomping grasp pulling you into a realm of ultra-hot and slobbery softness. Luna was content to lick and slurp at your base however, as the abundance of spittle helped to express the intense flavor of a ready and willing male. She delighted in the texture of your testes rubbing against her tongue, each little fold and crease and lurid contraction setting off bombs in her mind. The mares giggled and gasped and moaned around you, their voices sending shockwaves through your hips that shot right up your spine and burst in your skull. Their rumps bumped and scrubbed together far behind the madness, each bubbly mound of mare catching your eye with their swaying, clockwork dance. You found it hard to focus, as both delicious butts and piercing eyes begged for your attention.

"Laaaaahng... lllehm... yesssh..." Luna moaned into your shining and clean sack, her eyes flicking to the gentle and kneading blow job Celestia subjected you to. Celestia was unusually akin to Derpy in her technique, as if she wasn't the stallion-sucking freak the rumors implied. She slathered and slurped and groaned rather than pumped, your cock staying in her mouth and only occasionally venturing closer to her throat. She struggled to hold you particularly deep, gagging quickly and tearing up when you cut off her air for more than a split second. Still, her heart was in it. The naughty Princess stared you in the eyes as you readjusted her paper party hat horn.

"Is my Sister simply not the best sleeve for a stallion? She adores holding such girth in her mouth!" Luna babbled much more quietly than before, albeit in a tone still far louder than necessary.

"Never knew she could be so gosh darn cute." You hissed between deep and ragged breaths of bliss, earning the warmest and most sincere smile from your Princess. She popped off with a sudden slurp of splattering saliva, bubbles running down her chin and from the corners of her mouth.

"Lu-lu should try it, though. With how loud she talks, I bet she could put the whole thing in!" She insisted, moving your throbbing and oozing head closer to the Night Princess. Luna's eyes crossed to watch your reddened and needy tip kiss her, a sudden gasp accompanying a blush exploding across her face.

"Pfft. Bet she's got a throat like a hallway, right?" You and Celestia shared a snicker, though Luna was far from involved with the conversation. She instead lost herself to the joy of pleasing her human and belittling herself. Hooded eyes slowly closed in the toxic and suffocating bliss of mouthing your cock and feeling it pulse in her mouth. Tremendous pressure swelled in your rod and only continued to thump aggressively with your heartbeat. She could feel her efforts being appreciated, each lick and suckle and plunge creating another set of tremendous groans and bellows from deep within you. Tracing her tongue across your bulging veins and ridges, Luna nearly fainted from the feel of your pulse growing faster and faster with pure joy.

"Holy crap..." You moaned to Celestia, watching her lean her head against your side and stare at her gagging sister. Luna bobbed deep and slow to begin with, much like your precious Umbra when she was particularly in need of attention. She let her lips stretch and mold and move around your girth, a perfectly slutty "O" to accentuate her pillowy and feminine mouth.

"Does it feel good, Bubby?" Celestia cooed, kissing your hand and stroking your thigh with a hoof.

"Yeah... it feels incredible." You gasped, watching transfixed as Luna debased herself for you.

"I love watching you, Anon. It makes me feel so warm when you ruin other mares." Celestia hissed, her derpy and skewed gaze migrating from your huffing face down to her gulping sister. Luna's spittle was splattered and dripping all across your groin by now, soaking into her blue sweater and your boxers readily. Steamy huffs pumped out of her flaring nostrils and partially obscured her far-away stare of stupid delight. She was clearly broken already, the simple addition of your prick in her mouth banishing any form of coherent or reasonable thought. Celestia wasn't satisfied, though.

To see you, the only human in Equestria, breed and love and cum was hot on its own. But it wasn't the premium show she desired. Watching your powerful body do to other mares what it so readily did to her/Derpy set her belly on fire and made the pony swell with an intense pride. Especially when another fortunate female, like Umbra or Luna was so entirely overwhelmed by your love that they struggled to speak or move after you'd pump your heavy seed inside them. Celestia endeavored to get that thrill again then, happily pressing her hoof against the back of her dark Sister's head. She needed to watch you perform. She desperately needed the satisfaction of watching every mare in Equestria moan and scream for (her husband.

"You're going so slow, Sillyhead! Don't you want Anon to like you? Hm?" She giggled and shoved the stupefied alicorn forward with a stiff jerk of her hoof, making both you and the Princess of the Night moan in shock.

"GAH! MMPH!"

"GHLRK! RRGK!" Both of you let out throaty and wet noises in the moment, Celestia fixing her horn again and drooling in pure lust.

"Oooooh! Much better! He's a big stallion, isn't he? You've gotta push really hard to get all of him inside!" She pressed again with only slightly less force, shoving Luna down your shaft again and bulging out her throat when it so effortlessly slid past her tonsils.

"URGHK! Hnnnnmmph!" Luna was somewhere between agony and orgasm as she was pressed into this brutal line of work, her body fighting for air but her mind fighting to stay. Her hooves snapped to your legs and dug in for support, both of you struggling to keep up with the pace demanded by the overlord Celestia.

"Mushy! Mushy, you gotta be- EASIER!!! NNG!" You hollered when the mind melting sensation of a pony's throat swallowing around your pick ratcheted up your body. Muscles tensed and nerves screamed in the glowing heat of such pleasure, Luna's eyes crossing and rolling in her skull as she gurgled around the very base of your pride.

"Thaaat's it. Nice and deep. Be a good mare and suck on Bubby. He'll make you feel so good, Luna." Celestia cooed and stroked a hoof across Luna's flaring mane, the sprigs of dark hair beginning to fly out in crazy directions around her goofy tiara and reddened horn.

"GHLP! HLP!" Luna gagged and spat before she was allowed up again, Celestia kindly kissing her cheek in a heated display of lurid passion.

"I know, I know. He's so big and sexy, isn't he? It might be too much for you! Just keep going. Don't think about the pain, just think about how good it makes my stallion feel." She giggled and pushed Luna again, forcing her to take on another rapid pace that no normal mare would subject themselves to. You were left gasping and bucking in release, the fierce pleasure shooting through your body again and again quickly as lightning through a steel rod.

"ULP- GLRK- HHLP- MMPH!" Luna's eyes rolled back as she was pressed down to your base again and again and again, frothy spittle forming at her lips and spilling all around your pumping rod. She was made to go fast and hard, though her clenching neck muscles and blasted brain helped in the process. Nothing was quite as appealing to the naughty Princess as slamming her face into your hips and feeling the most intimate part of you scream in pleasure between her cheeks.

"Gooooood mare. Good! Suck it. Suck my Bubby's big dick until he squirts down your throat. He makes so much cream for good little mares that can take it! I wanna see my hubby pump you full of his babies!" Celestia was not one to speak like this very often. Coming through in her angelic, childish and goofy voice, the lines were almost comically sexual. Were you not chewing off your bottom lip and fighting not to cum your brains out at that very moment, you might've even laughed. Sensing your imposing orgasm, the knowledgeable and experienced Sun Princess pulled Luna from your enraged cock just in time. You were left bobbing and dripping in the cold air, waiting for that last little bit to throw you over the edge. Cool air singed your raw flesh and stabbed through your heart with a brutal shock of reality coming back in. You were begging for it silently, clawing at your chair and squeezing around your royal mares with both legs curled about their bodies. Celestia held the most smug grin a pony could have before she pushed Luna forward once more.

"What're you waiting for, goofball? Aren't you gonna make my big, strong hubby cum? He's right here. He's waiting for you." Celestia snickered, watching as her sister delivered the final and most destructive lick of all time. Just one flick of her pink and muscular tongue against the crown of your manhood and you were bursting with pleasure. A switch finally clicked on in your mind and let forth a torrent of hot, fresh and fertile seed for the Sisters.

Naturally, lined up with your cock and staring at it like an idiot, Luna got the first and most potent dose. A gaping mouth made way for a fat rope to jump across the entirety of her tongue and hit the back of her throat. Drooling and thoroughly over her weak gag reflex, Luna stood there on shaking legs as you claimed her. One rope was immediately followed by another in her mouth, pursing lips forcing the others to dance and splatter across her face. She breathed deeply throughout this short period of time, though for all parties involved your orgasm felt like a century of unparalleled bliss and relief.

"OOOH! Look at all that cream!" Celestia giggled, maneuvering your rod about at its base to better paint her Sister's face. Luna sat there and took each blast with pride, her heart poinding and her marehood boiling with winking and dripping need. Your seed soaked deep into her fur and skin like a poison, leeching its essence into her mind to further melt it into a dizzied and helpless toy for you to play with however you saw fit.

"See how happy he is? Can you taste how good my hubby feels? Anon definitely likes you, he gave you so much, Luna! So much tasty baby batter just for you!" Celestia licked her lips hungrily and stole a dollop of the Night Princess' face, the familiar taste instantly relaxing her muscles and intoxicating far more quickly than any amount of alcohol.

"Oooooaugh... we... my throat... brrupt..." Luna burped in a less than polite manner, a frothy milkshake of white churning in her mouth as it curled into a dopey smile.

"You two are off the wall." You blurted with a flabbergasted expression, suddenly interjecting whilst the mares shared in-depth and sticky kisses to exchange your flavor.

"No. We're Princesses." Celestia added cheerily, flaunting your dick about like it were her prize.

"And now you're gonna stay with us. And make lots and lots of babies. Because we're big biddies that steal stallions!" Celestia crooned with enthusiasm and power, hardly realizing the mess she was getting herself into. Her paper horn askew on her head and wings flared, the drunken mare never paid any mind to your slowly moving and bracing body. She was far too fixed on lapping your seed from her sister and your rod, ignoring the threat looming closer and closer.

"The hell I will!" You chanted, lunging forward and seizing the chubby Sun Goddess right off her hooves.

“EEEE! W- wait, wait! This isn’t- WHOA!” She squealed and kicked and squirmed in your arms ineffectually, more tiring herself out than escaping. She could do nothing as you pulled the Princess in close and kissed at her trembling jaw.

"I got a better idea. How about I take you both for myself? Then, whenever I'm in the mood, I can go wreck your cute little butts however I please?” Both you and Luna shared a laugh of pure poison, through Luna’s bent wings of cardboard drooped in an amusingly sad fashion. Celestia writhed and looked down at her rotund belly to discover a miraculously hard and needy human standing at attention mere millimeters from her boiling hot and ready opening.

"Won't have to worry about hurting my poor little wives with you two taking the hardest, deepest breedings for them. I'll be begging for a nice, slow session after ploughing you girls into trembling, drooling zombies."

"Never go easy on us, Anonymous! And never go easy on your wives either!"

“Wha- hold on. I just- I need- oh golly!” Celestia blushed and gradually lost her ability to speak, the influence of your warmth and strength and security destroying her quick as a bullet. Luna helped all the while, her slurred speech and uneasy movements guiding your heft right to the Princess’ pudgy and warm flower.

“HE HATH CLAIMED ME! OH JOY IT IS TO CHOKE ON HUMAN SPERM! I, PRINCESS LUNA OF THE EQUESTRIAN NIGHT, DO SO LOVE TO CHOKE ON SPERM! LET THERE BE NO MISTAKE OR CONFUSION. SPERM. IN MY MOUTH!” Luna lost herself in a flurry of giggles as she pressed her lips against you and your captured Princess, puffy folds forming and slurping around you with a hungry equine tongue greasing the entire affair.

“Mmmlehm! SISTER IS READY FOR YOU, HUMAN! MAKE HASTE AND SEW HER GARDEN!” Celestia gasped and whined when you pressed a ready and thick crown against her opening, a familiar entrance made shocking by the roles taken and the alcohol consumed. Celestia was forced against your chest by powerful arms braced around her, another set of mare legs propping her thighs up to expose every bit of her lurid features to the world. She was helpless, defenseless and utterly at the whim of perverted monsters.

And it all thrilled her so.

“Aaah- EEEE! He’s in, he’s in!” She whined into her your arm, drooling and biting at it as your welcomed and slick girth pressed into her. Luna marveled at the skill and ease with which her sister took you, for her plump and grey pussy hardly even strained to fit your impressive size. Pink flesh poked out and squeezed around you like a most needy cushion of soft and slimy silk, droplets and tears of thick and creamy nectar lapped up by a starving and maddened Luna.

“Ooooh, mmmph! HOW DOES SHE FEEL, MY KING?! ASTOUNDING NO DOUBT!” Luna yelled into Celestia’s pussy, forcing a laugh from you as you sank her lower and lower. Trembling and flapping her wings against you, Celestia relaxed immediately when she felt the padded floor of your thick thighs catching her rump. Buried within, kissing her cervix and stroking her belly, the day Princess finally began to go limp and crack a wide smile.

“I never get tired of this, Mushy.” You whispered to her and her alone, letting the Princess know she was the very best in the whole world. She giggled and let herself bounce in your lap, not an ounce of strength left in her when the breeding began. Gentle and gyrating motions guided her helpless figure along your tool, letting her soft folds squeeze and slurp with all the gentleness they could muster. Luna helped you along with licks and kisses and suckles, never once taking her muzzle more than an inch away from the hot coupling of human and mare. She adored watching the pumping machines of male and female work, as their mechanisms were both disgustingly wet and intricately crafted.

“Yesssssss! Breed her, human. BREED HER. MAKE HER YOUR BABBLING AND HELPLESS BROODMARE!” Luna commanded with licks and kisses at your fertile balls. She goaded you along with nothing less than utter devotion, an unending lust to see what you could do and what her sister would endure. Luna delighted in suckling her Sister just as much as she did you, for the flavors of both were intoxicating and perfectly different.

You were salty and heavy, a thick flavor that slapped the back of the throat and lingered. Luna covered herself in your scent easily, it stuck to whatever it touched as a dominating mark. Celestia’s was a much sweeter and gentler scent that flooded the entire mind. She was maddening and attractive, like a hook in the cheek that commanded one to come closer. Sweet and milky on the tongue, her clit provided an endless well of flavor sensations that morphed any mind into an addicted mess begging to have more of her.

“WHUAH! OOPH!” She cried out and tensed as Luna did her dirty work, slathering her sensitive button with a hungry tongue as a human prick plunged into her most sensitive depths. She was overwhelmed, totally lost and grasping invisible wisps of reality. She had never felt this in her life, the double onslaught of horny and loving family falling on her like a meteor shower raining fires from Heaven. Celestia drowned in the pleasure, the safety and the warmth of it all. You held her so tight and bred her so deep. Luna nursed her pleasure out in such a natural and trained manner, there was no way her alcohol-addled mind could ever put up a reasonable fight. Her eyes crossing until they threatened to roll right over in her skull, Princess Celestia bit her tongue and let loose a tremendous release of mare pleasure.

Thick, yellowish and hot honey soaked your balls and Luna’s face, the splatter enough to saturate her dark sweater and much of the chair as well. Celestia’s voice hardly formed coherent sounds, let alone words to be made into a sentence. She was blasted beyond all reason and logic, lost to the whim of your body and her nasty Sister’s hunger. You both held her there as she twitched and wiggled in pleasure, her orgasm rocking and banging off an intense high over several painful seconds.

That didn’t mean you were finished, as somewhere in that mess of tangled bodies and slurping tongues, you were still buried in your wife- or princess- or whatever. She was melting into you, massaging your cock and kneading you for every bit of pleasure she could find. Derpy had such a skill for stealing your endurance, a hunger unmatched in any living creature for you seed to gush inside. Huffing, moaning and collapsing against you like a building demolished, you picked that perfect moment to press forward and fall over the edge.

A second wave of your orgasm flooded her fertile belly, lacing it with a hot helping of healthy human seed. She spasmed and gasped as you did, the beloved sensation of breeding well remembered and loved by your new, cock-hungry Princess. She draped your face in golden mane, blinding you both with her unbearable delight. Luna stared in awe as your thick shaft pumped and formed around your load, each fat bullet of seed flowing from deep within and visibly moving inside your wife. She drooled just at the sight, recalling the sensation of that very thing rushing across her tongue.

Luckily, drowning in lusty and horny mud, Luna reached an unexpected and sputtering climax of her own. The slightest waft of wind across her fiery snatch tripped her over the invisible precipice, allowing her too to fall prey to your grabby hands.

“Ooof… c’mere ya little freaks.” You hissed, still buried in your wife as you stole the other from the floor. Both folded like paper against your body, the nurturing aftercare beginning immediately to help them recover from such an insane display. Kisses hit both the mares’ cheeks, you assured them that you were still their loving, supporting and caring husband.

“Oooh… comfy, comfy…” Derpy mumbled into your throat, Umbra licking your jaw and stroking your chest with a sticky hoof.

“My poor neck.” She grunted simply, accepting a sip from your cider to help bring some relieving hydration. You happily applied a healing kiss as well, both wives sighing and sucking for breath in the steamy, sticky bundle you three had become.

“I love you guys so much it hurts. You know that?” Both mares beamed with pride at your words, drunkenly tucking in against your body to feel your love move uninterrupted.

~meanwhile~

Something about this night was clearly cursed. Celestia had spent this Friday struggling through difficult and boring sessions with the higher council. Once those had been let out, her assistant brought to her attention some water crisis in Appleloosa that required immediate and difficult calls to be made. She’d surely hear complaints for months about her choices. Right after that, it was announced that hundreds of ponies attempting to cross the border along a griffin settlement were detained and held as trespassers.

Then, worst of all, her coffee brewer had split down the middle and refused to give her any sustaining nectar.

The sun fell low to the sky, her own efforts marking the end of a terribly trying day. Bags under her eyes, tea in a mug and a blanket draped about her back, she made one final mistake for the evening before retiring. The hitherto-unmentioned crystal ball left in the castle observatory to track and monitor Queen Umbra.

A rarely used tool, but one she found herself checking at least once every few months to assure that you and your family were still getting along fine. Peering into it before tucking into bed, the sights she witnessed drove the final nail into this day’s coffin. Luna stargazed nearby before she was called to court, a sixth sense of hers cluing the alicorn in on her Sibling’s distress.

“Luna?” Celestia groaned dryly, sipping her tea.

“Yes, min sister?”

“If you could please… turn Anon’s testicles into walnuts for a few days.” Luna was left rather speechless by such a request, her ears perked and expression nothing short of quizzical.

“What-... why?”

“Punishment for whatever I’ve just witnessed… and calling us ‘big butt biddies.’”

"... sure. I don't see why not."