Fluttershy woke slowly.

Her body was sore all over, as if she had just flown a marathon. With her arms she propped herself up to her elbows to find herself in a larger room than her own. Gone was the vanity with all the ‘clothing’ sprawled atop it. In its place was a rounded stone fireplace that provided warmth and light to the spacious room as the sky began darkening outside. The circular bed she rested upon was larger than the previous one, and there were many throw pillows strewn across the floor. But more importantly she noticed who was in the room with her.

Surrounding the bed were six mares, three of whom Fluttershy recognized from Ponyville; Lyra, Octavia and Cheerilee. The other three she wasn’t as familiar with, but she noticed all just stood there watching her with a dazed smile and large, lactating breasts.

“Have a nice little nap, my dear?”

Strolling over from the fireplace and resting a hand over the shoulder of Lyra was Talvira. The demoness shot Fluttershy a slightly warmer smile than in previous days, even as she groped the mint-green tit of Lyra, a stream of milk arching out onto the bed. Fluttershy looked away in shame, seeing out of the corner of her eye her still-enlarged penis. Though no longer bulging and blocked, it still had a numb soreness, and still stood erect.

“I… I lost, didn’t I?” Fluttershy asked softly, to which Talvira nodded as she crawled onto the bed.

“I’m afraid so. But don’t feel too bad about it. You lasted far longer than I thought you would.” Fluttershy didn’t respond, but didn’t resist either when Talvira gently stroked her cheek and turned her to look at the fiend. Upon that demonic face was a softer look than before, almost attractive despite who wore it. “But now that I can finally lay hands upon you, well…” Talvira chuckled. “I’ve been waiting all week for this moment… and I’m willing to wager you have too.”

With that, the demoness closed in and kissed Fluttershy. The pegasus initially tried resisting the tongue that invaded her mouth, felt around before coiling around her own muscle. But within moments, her tongue started pushing back, melting into the kiss. Talvira, still pashing with the mare, reached down with a hand and began gently kneading Fluttershy’s milky mound. She moaned into the kiss as the lactation started, but those doubled in volume as Fluttershy broke the kiss when Talvira’s tail wrapped around and began stroking the yellow member.

“Still feeling sensitive?” Talvira asked seductively, enjoying the fact Fluttershy was already panting.

“I-It… it’s still, a little sore…” the yellow mare replied, a blush lighting up her face as she looked away again.

“Shh, shh, shh… it’s okay. I’ll be gentle.”

With that, Talvira resumed. She planted soft kisses down Fluttershy’s jawline, then her neck and collarbone before kissing the top of her breasts. She then trailed her kisses around the areola before planting a long kiss on the leaking nipple, taking a chance to suck up some milk as well. As she began trailing kisses back up to the collarbone, Talvira’s tail still pumped away at the pulsing fuck pole. Fluttershy’s breathing was growing shorter with each stroke and each kiss as the fiend planted another kiss onto the other nipple. With a smile, Talvira pulled back to observe the flushed face of Fluttershy, her azure eyes fixed on the demoness. Encouraged by the attention, she took hold of both breasts and brought them together and took both nipples in her mouth and sucked. Fluttershy couldn’t help but moan as Talvira suckled the dairy goodness out of her. A small part of her mind still resisted to this, wanting nothing more than to throw the demoness off and run out of the room.

But we lost, the lewd inner voice spoke up again. Besides, why run from this? She’s not as terrifying as we thought, is she?

Fluttershy couldn’t argue with those facts. She had called out for somepony, anypony to fuck her. Talvira could provide that and more. But more than that, despite everything she had done, the conqueror of Equestria was now being so gentle, so tender with her, like she would shatter if too much force was used. Even as the milk was sucked out of her nipples, Talvira wasn’t applying too much suction, and her stroking of Fluttershy’s shaft was soft but still enough to build the pressure within her breast-sized balls.

“T-Tal, ha, Talvira, I-hngh!”

“Feeling close?” Talvira asked, to which Fluttershy nodded. “Well, let’s have a taste of it, shall we?”

Talvira backed up, releasing both the pegasus’ breasts and dick from their respective fondling before kneeling in-between Fluttershy’s legs. Taking another peek at the mare’s expression, Talvira slowly, tantalizingly took hold of her own massive breasts before encasing them around the stiff member. Fluttershy’s panting grew louder and the soft sensations surrounding her cock brought nothing but pleasure as the demoness began pumping them up and down the length. Fluttershy couldn’t help herself; one hand tightly gripping the sheets beneath her, while the other found one of her breasts and picked up groping where Talvira had left off. Once the demoness swallowed the head of her cock, she couldn’t hold on anymore and came. Buckets of cum flooded into Talvira’s mouth gulped down everything, not letting a single drop escape.

With an audible pop, Talvira pulled herself off the cock, slick with spit, and swallowed down the last of the cum. “Ah, now that was delicious. Let’s see how you’re holding up.” The fiend reached down and lifted up the large yellow nut sack to see that the virgin pussy beneath was sopping wet, as were the undersides of her balls. “Your body’s just begging for my cock, isn’t it?” Fluttershy only panted in response, staring in a daze at the ceiling as she fought the sensations to remain conscious, her trial from earlier in the day still affecting her stamina.

“That’s okay,” Talvira went on, standing up and positioning herself. “You just rest. I’ll do all the work.” With that, the mistress lowered herself onto Fluttershy’s cock, the yellow length slowly disappearing into the demonic folds. Every inch of dick that entered that cavern of pleasure brought Fluttershy to a new high she thought unattainable. Talvira seemed to be feeling it too, as when she finally hilted the long shlong, she took a few moments to catch her breath.

“Fuck, you’re big,” she panted with a grin. After a moment, she began bouncing herself on Fluttershy’s cock, both pony and demon moaning as the pleasure climbed. Fluttershy’s eye was drawn to the jiggling cock of Tavlira, slapping against her chest with each downward thrust. That same lull state from before, when she’d been suckling on Cadance’s nipples, entered her mind. It took a few tries, but soon the mare managed to catch the cock within her cleavage, the flared head about an inch from her mouth. Tavlira stopped at the sight of this and smiled.

“Well, well, what will you do now?” She asked cunningly. Fluttershy, looking lost for a moment, slowly leaned forward and gave the head a timid lick. The moan from the demoness, though played up, seemed to encourage her, as she now licked as much of the cock her tongue could reach while also rubbing her breasts along the sides. The fiend was moaning genuinely now, the pleasure making her pussy clench and squeeze the cock within even tighter. This only made Fluttershy work faster and faster, her thoughts converging on the singular goal of milking the cock before her, but a hand upon her head brought her to a stop.

“I thought I told you to relax, my dear.” Talvira spoke softly. Fluttershy looked away, her blushed strengthen, but Talvira brought her looking back at her, the demoness’ expression bearing no malice or agitation of any kind. Only a smile that appeared kind and, potentially, endearing. “Just hold you boobs there. I’ll do the rest.”

Talvira began bouncing on Fluttershy’s cock once more, though unlike the long movements of before, these were short and fast. The pussy barely moved an inch before slamming back down and hilting the mighty pole, but the force behind it was creating an audible squeak from the springs of the bed. Talvira simultaneously thrusted her hips, pushing her demonic cock through the milky mounds of yellow flesh and popping in and out of Fluttershy’s mouth. Losing more and more of her sanity to the urge, the need, to delve deeper into this debauchery, Fluttershy began thrusting her hips. Sloppily at first, she soon managed to work into a rhythm with Talvira.

The two continued fucking each other, building up their speed and intensity for what felt like hours until finally both came. Fluttershy’s cock launched rope after rope of sperm into the demonic womb while Talvira’s cock shot a torrent of jizz into the pony’s mouth. She tried swallowing it all, but the amount was too much and she was forced to pull her mouth off the cock, which then sprayed her in the face with more loads. With her airways drenched in cum and Talvira’s orgasm clenching her pussy tighter than before, it fed into Fluttershy’s own pleasure and pushed her straight into a second orgasm, shooting even more foal batter into her new mistress.

Talvira panted as she leaned back, feeling her womb fill with pegasus cream. “F-Fuck me, that was… that was so good.” She looked back down at her newest conquest, Fluttershy trying to lick as much demonic sperm off of her own face. Chuckling to herself, Talvira leaned back down and helped push it into all into the mare’s mouth, where she took her time before swallowing it all. “I sincerely hope you enjoyed that, my dear.”

Fluttershy slowly nodded, her eyes glazing over. “F-Feels… so good… …please, m-more…”

“Oh, don’t you worry your pretty little head. The best is about to begin.” As Talvira pulled herself off of Fluttershy’s stallionhood, the semen dripping out of her snatch, she shuffled back down in-between the pony’s legs before turning to the mares of her harem. The six ponies hadn’t so much as moved during that whole spectacle, though it was clear to see they desperately wanted to join in given the lustful looks they wore and the fidgeting they were doing. “You may begin.”

At this command, the six mares nodded and, with a simultaneous response of “Yes Mistress,” they began pleasuring themselves. All of them brought one hand to their large breasts, while with the other they began fingering themselves. Small jets of milk soon started shooting out onto the sheets of the bed, which then began to glow. A symbol made of glowing red lines emerged, forming the patterns and shapes of a spell circle. As this happened, Talvira lifted up Fluttershy’s large nut sack with her magic and gazed upon her ultimate goal; the mare’s virgin pussy. Like the underside of her balls, the muff was drenched in femcum; the clearest sign Fluttershy wanted, needed this.

“Are you ready, my dear?” Talvira asked as she lined up her cock with the unspoiled petals before her, already knowing the answer.

Fluttershy barely nodded, drool escaping her mouth as she locked eyes with her. “Y-Yes… p-please. Please, give me your… your... c-cock.”

Talvira didn’t waste any more time. With a careful slowness, she pushed into the pussy before her, the tightness making even the she-demon wince in pleasure. Fluttershy gave a wordless scream followed by squeaks and grunts as Talvira finally broke her hymen. A few trails of blood trickled down from her snatch; proof her maidenhood had finally been taken. The demoness kept pushing, slowly as the further she progressed, the tighter Fluttershy seemed to become. With a gasp of pleasure, Talvira finally hilted within the pegasus, both panting from the experience.

“F-Fuck,” Talvira swore, feeling the most stimulating sensations since she arrived in this plane of existence. “F-Fluttershy, you’re so tight!”

“S-So, ha, s-so big… ha, ha-agh!” Fluttershy panted as the pain of her hymen breaking quickly morphed into pleasure. So much so she came, her cock spraying her foal batter into the air before falling back onto herself and the sheets around her. Her aching cunt was finally filled with the cock it desired. The cock she desired.

Talvira took hold of Fluttershy’s legs, her fingers sinking into those plush yellow thighs, and began thrusting. Slowly at first, as the demoness found she actually needed to pace herself for once. Any faster and she’d blow prematurely. This carried on for a while, both mare and demon trying their best to hold out from their next orgasm as the harem around the bed had sped up their masturbation. Their fingers dove in and out of their pussies at a maddening pace as their breasts sprayed more and more milk onto the glowing emblem of the bedsheets, their moaning growing louder and more beastial.

“T-Ta-ah! Tal, vira! I-ungh! I’m…” Fluttershy sputtered in a daze, unable to do anything but grip the sheets beneath her as the pounding she was taking began speeding up.

“Just, ha, ha, hold on.” Talvira panted. “Almost there.” Talvira started jack-hammering away now, and leaned in on top of Fluttershy to up the pleasure. As she and her pony prisoner swapped spit, their position had the unintended but delightful side effect of trapping Fluttershy’s cock between both sets of breasts. With the thrusting Talvira was doing, the movement made it seem the pony dick was minutely giving both of them a tiny titfuck.

“Ha, ah, ngh! T-Tal-gah! I, I’m c, c-cum, cumming!” Fluttershy panted deliriously, her arms and legs wrapping around the demoness as her long tail intertwined with Talvira’s. Talvira responded by breaking the kiss and speeding up, a hand guiding the mare’s head into her crimson cleavage.

“Ha, ha, me too! Cumming, I’m cumming! CummiIIIINNNNGGG!”

With a cry of ecstasy, both mares came, as did the harem around the bed. As they collapsed one by one around the bed, squirting milk and femcum everywhere, Fluttershy cried out in carnal delight at the pleasure she endured. Demonic seed flooded into her womb and filled it rapidly, her belly beginning to bloat like a balloon. Her breasts sprayed milk into the globes of Talvira’s own chest, and her cock shot rope after rope of her own semen into the fiend’s cleavage. Some of said semen surged up through the canyon of tit and splashed across Fluttershy’s face, her tongue unconsciously stretched out to take in as much as she could.

Talvira, meanwhile, fought to stay conscious from the sheer pleasure this orgasm brought as she shot more and more demon batter into this precious pussy. Outside of succubi, never had she experienced such a powerful climax. Once the flow of her jizz finally slowed, she wearily pulled out and flopped back on the bed, the last shots of sperm arching up and onto the tired pegasus. Talvira watched as, with nothing plugging it up, her semen escaped the newly-opened cunt. As she recovered and merely marvelled at this remarkable mare, the magic circle upon the bed finally activated. It contracted and faded away before reappearing as a pink-ink tattoo over Fluttershy’s womb. The escaped semen suddenly got sucked straight back inside, the spell doing its job.

With her future, and that of her new empire, now thoroughly secure, Talvira slowly sidled over and lay beside the panting pony, brushing a stray strand of her mane out of the way to observe her beautiful features, even more so with all the semen sprayed across her face.

“That,” she breathed heavily, “was amazing. You were brilliant, my wonderful new bride… My lovely Sluttershy.”

“Y-Yes…” Fluttershy, no, Sluttershy panted, her mind scrambled from the intense orgasm she had been blessed with before finally passing out from the pleasure.

Sluttershy was slow to awaken.

The erotic dreams that haunted her every night for the last fifteen months remained, but they no longer scared her. If anything, she now looked forward to them, almost as much as whatever pleasures the new day would bring each morning. She stretched her faded yellow limbs as a moan of serenity escaped her, and rolled from one side of her body to the other to reach the side of the bed before slowly sitting up, taking care of her bloated belly. With practiced grace, she stood and stretched her arms above her head once more before moving to look over herself in a full-length mirror in the adjoining bathroom.

The former element of kindness loved her new body. She stood a foot taller now, though still smaller than her demonic lover, and small horns that curved forward sprouted from her long pink mane. Her wings, no longer confined given she had no reason to flee, were now three times their original size, and the primary feathers had been turned black by her transformations. Her breasts still lactated, but now they had increased in size considerably, approaching I-cups. The undersides of those massive milk tanks rested atop her slightly pregnant belly; the mark implanted there by Talvira remaining. The only parts of her body that remained unchanged were the massive cock and balls that jutted out before her and her thick thighs, though her hips had definitely widened.

Sluttershy’s mesmerizing perusal of her form was interrupted when two grey arms gently attempted to hug her belly from behind, though they failed to join up on the other side. Another sensation that soothed her were the tell-tale feeling of large breasts squishing up against her back.

Turning around, she saw it was none other than Derpy; the former mail mare was now her personal maid and attendant. Her form had also been altered to Talvira’s liking, though Sluttershy had definitely grown fond of the changes. Her breasts had been expanded much like those of the demoness’ own harem, though her milk came from the enchantments of the bell collar the pegasus wore; the very same one Sluttershy herself had worn one that first trial so very long ago. The only other forms of ‘clothing’ Derpy wore were an off-white corset that emphasized her enlarged bust even more, and cow print stockings that created a slight overspill of her thighs at the top.

“Good morning, my lady,” Derpy said in an obedient yet joyful tone, her only purpose in life to serve the corrupted pegasus and ensure her pleasure was sated when Talvira herself wasn’t around. One benefit of her odd eyes was she was able to keep one eye looking up at her mistress, while the other was fixed firmly on the hard morning wood that was nearly poking her in the stomach.

“Good morning Derpy,” she replied softly, granting the grey mare a pat on the head. “Where is Talvira?”

“The Empress is already in the throne room, my lady.” Derpy reported, following Sluttershy out of the bathroom and back towards the bed. “She didn’t wish to disturb your sleep, or that of the young princess.”

Sluttershy smiled as she looked down upon said princess. In an elegant cot that sat at the foot of the master bed rested an infant. She appeared like any baby pony; an orange coat and maroon mane and tail, but she also her pitch-black, bat-like wings. The infant slept soundly; a miracle to Sluttershy considering how she and Talvira had rutted like animals the night before. Sure, in seven months or so, little Nodabba would have herself a little sibling, but that didn’t mean that, despite being a literal demon spawn, the sight of her didn’t fill Sluttershy’s heart with love and joy.

“I’m going to be with Talvira,” she instructed Derpy, a hand lazily gesturing to the wardrobe by the balcony doors. “Would you please help me get dressed, Derpy?”

“Of course, my lady.” With a deep bow, Derpy fluttered over to the wardrobe and picked out her lady’s favorite attire; cow print stockings that matched her own, a clear indicator to all who she belonged to, as well as a long, white lace dressing gown that only connected around her belly, though Sluttershy imagined that wouldn’t last the further her pregnancy went. Her large wings fitted through the enchanted slits in the back of the clothing before shrinking around the base of the limbs, fitting her form perfectly. The final piece of her outfit was a simple black collar with a small jade-colored marble attached to it. Deep down, the corrupted pegasus knew this was the same marble that still contained her trapped friend Discord; a cruel punishment from Talvira to be so close to the one formerly known as Fluttershy, yet being unable to do anything to reverse events.

“If you would be so kind, please watch of Nodabba while I’m out?” She turned to ask of Derpy as the doors opened and the wolf-men, the very same that had guarded her doors in her trial, now bowed to her as they waited to escort her to the throne room as her loyal guards.

“Of course, my lady.” Derpy answered gleefully with another bow, one Sluttershy rewarded with a brief but passionate kiss; tongue and all.

With that, she turned and began the procession she had made many times by now. The halls of the castle were no longer a maze to be feared, as she had wandered each and every path without fear or restraint. As she travelled, she smiled at all the debauchery going on along her way; the maids of the castle being fucked by the monstrous guards or working with buzzing vibrators lodged within their cunts. The mere sight of these mares feeling such pleasure was making Sluttershy both wet and hard; an itch that she was on route to have scratched.

The double doors opened to the throne room, and it had hardly changed since the trials she endured within its walls. The only significant changes were the stained-glass windows now depicted Talvira’s conquest of Equestria, as well as the corrupted forms of her dear friends. The second and more noticeable change was there was only one throne of boobs now; the alabaster breasts of Celestia, or Daybreaker as she begged Talvira to call her now. Sluttershy hadn’t wished to be seated separately from her lover, and as such Cadance had been given to Midnight to do with as she wished. It had been many months since she had seen the former princess of love, though rumors stated she still had yet to fall to her lust.

The poor dear, Sluttershy thought to herself as she focused on those currently in the room. Her demonic love sat upon her throne of tit flesh, her bored expression morphing into one of unabashed affection when she walked into the room. The other speaking to her was a rare sight these days; a dragon. Even more than that, Sluttershy knew this dragon. He had been one of those that had apparently bullied Spike back before Equestria’s fall, Garble was his name if she remembered correctly. Though a teenager back in those days, he now stood as an adult; his body rippling with muscles beneath those red scales. He wore spiked iron armor, and a spiked mace was strapped to the belt on his waist. Said belt also sported a dirty loincloth that was failing to hide the rather pronounced bulge behind it.

“Ah, there you are, my dear.” Talvira purred affectionately as the former element bearer strolled towards the throne. “Sleep well?”

“Not as well as Nodabba,” Sluttershy replied with a smile. She stopped in her tracks though, when Garble began ogling her with a predatory gaze.

“Well, well,” he grinned hungrily. “Who’s this tasty-looking slut?”

Sluttershy didn’t flinch from the slur, nor cower in fear as she might have done in the past. Because she knew what was coming next, and it brought an unfamiliarly cruel smile to her face.

Within seconds of those words leaving his mouth, Talvira rushed forward and, in one fluid motion, grabbed Garble by the back of his head and drove him face first into the floor with enough force to crack the ground and echo out within the room. Garble, after roaring in pain, looked back up and actually whimpered at the sight of the glowing golden eyes of the extremely livid she-demon holding him down.

“That slut,” she growled in a very low tone that implied imminent death, “is my beloved bride, and the mother of my child. She commands as much authority, and therefore, as much respect as I do. So, kindly apologize to her for your insulting words before we find out just how much pressure a draconic skull can take.” At this, her claws tightened their grip and pain flared throughout the adult drake’s cranium.

“AH! I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry I insulted you! P-Please forgive me!”

For a moment, the off-yellow mare simply watched the dragon writhe in Talvira’s grasp, almost hearing the scales cracking before giving a simple nod. With that, Talvira released Garble’s skull, but transferred her grip to his throat and lifted him up to look him in the eye. She did so for just a moment before letting him go and swiftly delivering a spin kick to his gut, one that sent him flying into the wall beside the doors.

“I shall consider your proposal,” she stated as she gently took Sluttershy by the hand and guided her back to the throne that was Daybreaker. “Until I give my answer, feel free to experience all our lovely empire has to offer. Take him away.” The guards lifted the dazed dragon up by the arms and dragged him off back into the castle. With a sigh, Talvira took her place in the cleavage of her milk-filled throne, and Sluttershy sat on the tit to her right.

“I’m so sorry about that imbecile, my dear,” she began, a thumb brushing against the back of the off-yellow hand it held tenderly. “I thought he’d be more gracious of his hosts.

Sluttershy shook her head. “It’s alright, Talvira. I know you’d never let him hurt me. But why is he here?”

“He wishes to turn the dragon lands into a satellite state of our empire,” she explained, “and after I aid him, he wishes to rule them as my subordinate.”

“Will you do it?”

The demoness shrugged. “I was tempted, though what he just did will definitely hurt his chances. No one other than I gets to speak about you in such lustful terms.”

“Aw,” Sluttershy cooed, bringing her hands up to both of the she-demons’ cheeks. “You are so adorable when you’re being protective.”

That same, loving smile restored itself upon Talvira’s features. “And you are just adorable in general, my beloved Sluttershy.”

The two closed in on each other and their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Their tongues wrestled as Sluttershy shimmied her way onto Talvira’s lap, one of her hands sneaking down to start stroking the hardening demonic dick below. Talvira followed suit; as they continued to swap spit, one of her hands left Sluttershy’s face to grab hold of one of the immense udders of the corrupted pegasus and squeeze, earning a moan as thin jets of milk sprayed out.

“I love you, my darling Sluttershy,” the demoness purred in-between passionate kisses. Their foreheads and snouts touching tenderly.

“And I love you, my Empress of Lust.” Slutershy replied with a smile that was equal parts content and eager.

With these declarations once more shared, the two rulers of this lust-drenched Equestria simply sat and felt one another, their love evident for all to see as the doors to the throne room closed.

Author's Note

Here are the results from the final poll. The Mane 6 option was the clear winner but for the other two polls it was pretty interesting. The night option was neck and neck for almost the entire poll and even ended in a tie, though given the bad end point value was reached even without the night points being added, it didn't matter too much. As for the items, the nipple tassels made one almighty charge late in the voting, but fell just short.
Previous Poll Results:
Day:
Royal Spa: 9
Mane 6: 23
Night:
Mothers: 16
Fluttershy: 16
Items:
Replace Wedding Veil with Nipple Tassels: 12
Replace Wedding Veil with Servant: 0
Replace Wedding Veil with Emblem of Power: 13
Keep Wedding Veil: 7

Funnily enough, there were about three or four of you that actually voted for the one possible path to victory Fluttershy had following Night 5; Royal Spa, Mothers and Wedding Veil. Any other combination would have resulted in either Fluttershy failing on day 6 (the winning scenario), or she would barely survive day and night 6 before losing on day 7.