Coitus Contest

Chapter 2

“It’s fine… you’ll be fine… it’s going to be fine! After all, what’s the worst that can---No. Nope, nope, nope. Nah-ah. I am not going with that line of thought right now!” Twilight muttered to herself as she paced back and forth the lonely hallway near the entrance to the field of Canterlot’s stadium. “All will be fine! Really, Twilight, you’re just being silly right now! You’ve fought Nightmare Moon, helped rescue the Crystal Empire, defeated Discord, pummeled Tirek, and so much more! Rutting dozens of mares until they’re pregnant is foal’s play in comparison!” She said enthusiastically in an effort to cheer herself.

However, what little she had managed to achieve died down as her echoing voice withered, only to be replaced by the murmuring of thousands of voices reaching her ears. “...Until you remember you’ll be doing it in front of a stadium packed to the absolute brim!” She let out a frustrated groan. “How did I let myself get dragged into this whole mess and why did I agree to it!?”

On cue, her brilliant and encyclopedic mind gave her the answer.

“Are you seriously telling us that you used those contraceptive spells without knowing how your body fully worked?” Luna asked with a deadpan expression.

“Y-Yes…,” Twilight admitted.

“I am very sorry, Twilight. It’s my fault for never telling you everything about your new body and what was expected of you,” Celestia apologized, crestfallen.

Twilight shifted in her seat for a few moments. She had followed Cadance’s advice and waited until the two sisters finished their bickering. Once they were done, Luna had quite bluntly demanded to know everything about the ‘useless protection’ she had been using with her friends. And now, she was both annoyed and disappointed.

“The seed of most alicorns-,” the Princess of the Night smiled with dripping smugness while eyeing her sister. “-is so incredibly virile that it makes a dragon’s look downright sterile. It is a near impossibility for us to lay with a mare and not see the results of it a few months later; least said mare be as barren as the Badlands.”

“Then… what did I do wrong?” Twilight asked, more confused than ashamed.

“She means contraceptive spells don’t work as they are intended when it comes to us alicorns, Twilight,” Cadance explained.

Twilight cleared her throat. “I… see. And here I thought I was fully prepared to at least spare my friends from an undesirable outcome--” she couldn’t finish her sentence as Luna fell forth, hitting the table and laughing uncontrollably while Celestia looked away, ashamed and Cadance fidgeted nervously.

“This is too rich! Twilight, there’s no way they didn’t offer themselves to help you if they didn’t desire that outcome themselves! Do you honestly believe that sweet, meek Fluttershy would risk motherhood had she not wanted it? I’m surprised that your sexual education is so lackluster after your ascension… then again,” she glared at her sister and niece.

“B-But how can you be so sure my friends wanted me to breed them?” Twilight asked, her heart pumping with pride as she remembered her achievement; finding it didn’t hurt as much as it did previously.

Sighing, she shook her head. “Twilight, trust me, it’s okay. Have your friends said anything bad about it? Curse at you? Demanded reparations? Anything at all?”

Twilight blinked twice, her expression softening in tandem with her vanishing guilt. “Now that you mention it… no… I mean, they were surprised but all of them took it pretty well. Fluttershy and Applejack were really happy about it, actually…”

“There you have it!” Luna proudly boasted. “Nothing wrong was done. I’m sure they were all just itching to get a taste of marecock themselves. No wonder they helped you out so easily~”

“B-But still, that doesn’t explain why they became pregnant so easily! According to the tests, they got pregnant pretty much since the first time I fu-- I slept with them bareback,” the lavender alicorn stammered.

“Well, my dear Twilight Sparkle, alicorn seed is quite potent and virile. Every part of us has a hint of our power and immortality in it. Our cum punches through any contraceptive spell -cough unless you’re some limp-dicked mare I know cough-,” Luna boated with well-earned pride as she sent a non-too-stealthy gaze at her sister.

Celestia sneered. “The reason why our seed is so powerful was discovered thanks to modern medicine, dearest sister. It can live for months in the fertile womb of a healthy mare, just waiting for a chance to ensure insemination,” her smile widened. “It does explain several ‘miracle’ pregnancies from the past, don’t you think?”

“So that means… my sperm simply outlasted the use of the contraceptive spells?” Twilight muttered.

“By a longshot, I’m afraid,” Cadance said.

“Great… just great,” Twilight sighed in defeat. “But, you know something? I’m actually feeling quite relieved now. At least now I don’t feel like a monster anymore.”

“And you shouldn’t, young Sparkle!” Luna declared. “You should be spreading your seed far and wide across Equestria. In fact, in light of such dastardly events, I think there is only one solution at hand,” she said, wriggling her eyebrows and smiling her infuriatingly smug grin.

“By the heavens, are you listening to yourself right now, Luna? It hasn’t been done for over thirty years!”

“Then it shall be the perfect gift for Twilight. Think about it, sister, Equestria itself owes its survival to her and the Bearers. They are carrying her gift already, why not give that same chance to other mares? I’m pretty sure there will be a substantial amount of horny mares in desperate need of a good dicking.”

“Must you be so crass, auntie?” Cadance asked, blushing hard. “Can’t we just call it sex and be done with it?”

“NAY! I say NAY! Be a weakling if you want, dear Cadance. I cannot think of a better way to celebrate Twilight’s sexual flourishing other than a Coitus Contest!”

Doing a double-take, Twilight asked. “Excuse me, a what!?”

“Oh, plu-uheeease, Luna. We all know you just want a reason to breed as many mares as possible without repercussions!” Celestia slammed a fist down, narrowing her eyes.

Luna gasped. “How can you doubt my good intentions? It is for the sake of Twilight!”

“Can somepony please explain to me what in Tartarus a Coitus Contest is!?”

“That idea doesn’t sound half bad… my testicles have been aching quite a lot recently. It will be a good way to bring new life into our world and relieve some tension,” Cadance admitted.

“CADANCE!?” Came the outraged cry.

“Ooops, I forgot to mention that. Shining is very supportive of my predicament and role, Twilight. In fact, he sucks me off most--”

“NO! NO! I am not hearing that! LALALALA!”

“Then it is decided! Two weeks from now, a new Coitus Contest shall be held!” Luna announced.

“Not so fast, Luna. All of us need to accept. And I’ll refuse if Twilight doesn’t feel comfortable with this ordeal,” Celestia said, much to Luna’s grumpiness. “Twilight, are you willing to stand in the middle of an entire stadium filled with spectators as they watch you breed, defile, rut, mate, copulate, and fuck several willing mares until you impregnate them?”

Luna smacked the table a moment after. “It is quite a life-changing experience, I assure you, Twilight. You have nothing to lose and all to win! You need this, my dear. That way, you’ll make up for the time you wasted trying to suppress your desires and your ultimate duty for the good of Equestria,” Luna added.

Looking back and forth between the two older alicorns, Twilight felt her lips tremble and her legs began to shake. That, and her hardening length. “I… I… I…!”

“Why did I agree to this?” She lamented in her loneliness. She was shaking but not because of fear, though she was nervous, she felt no fear and that infuriated her. An anger that burned brighter due to her own failures. “Because I’m weak and stupid, that’s why! All I had to do was say no to this nonsense! I should’ve put my hoof down and said ‘No, I don’t want this’ then Luna would’ve backed off and accepted my refusal without reproach.”

So why did I say yes? She asked herself internally, her anger evaporating in the wake of confusion and puzzlement. “I know I have a tendency to make rash decisions during tight situations, but that wasn’t one of those occasions. Why did I say yes?” She questioned herself once more, but the answer didn’t come. “It’s not like I want to breed random mares. I’m not a horny alicorn mare wanting to stick her cock into every available hole I can find! I-I’m only doing this because I need to get my urges under control, yes, that’s it!”

The following minutes spent in icy solitude felt like hours and they provided no comfort whatsoever to her conflicting thoughts. Finally, she heard the clanging of hooves approaching. She turned to face her fellow Princesses only to find them wearing the same simple robes that she was wearing.

“See? I told you she would be here before us,” said Luna.

Celestia sighed. “And I told you that that was never up for debate. Of course Twilight would be the first to arrive; she’s always been early to all meetings,” she pointed out with an amused smile on her face. “Hello, Twilight, has your wait been tolerable?”

“Not really, Celestia… I’m practically shaking here,” Twilight replied, lifting her hands to showcase her point.

Giggling, Cadance closed the distance between them and placed herself behind her. Her pink hands found the lavender shoulders of the mare she had foalsat so many years ago.

Twilight wondered what her ex-foalsitter had in mind but then she felt the pleasurable sensation of a massage easing away her tension. “Mmmhhmmmm~,” she moaned in pleasure as each motion eroded her nervousness away; her anger diminishing like mist in the morning.

“My goodness, Twilight, you’re so tense. Is this helping you relax?” Cadance asked with a knowing tone.

“Yeeeeessss, Cadance. Thank you~,” the youngest alicorn present replied. “Now I can almost forget that I’m about to stick my dick into several mares in front of a stadium filled with ponies. Their eyes watching me defile poor, innocent mares until I put a foal inside them!” And just like that, the panic returned.

“I know, I know! It will be my first time participating, Twilight. You’re not alone in this,” Cadance said, never stopping her hands. “Now, breathe in, exhale, breathe, exhale. Remember whenever you got nervous about an assignment?” Twilight nodded. “What did we do to make you calm down?”

“T-Turn it into a checklist and say it out loud,” taking another deep breath, Twilight felt more at ease.

“Good. Now, this is a task. And any task can be broken down into a checklist. Why don’t you try doing that?”

Nodding, Twilight cleared her throat. “The Coitus Contest process. Point one, the purpose of the Contest is to show the endurance and sexual prowess of the participants, all of whom must be alicorns. Point two, mare volunteers seeking to become mothers will come out after the presentations are made. Point three, a panel of judges carefully selected will see to each breeding taking place, placing importance not only on the breeding act itself but the pleasure the mare went through. The more times a mare cums, the points are granted as well as the number of mares impregnated, the performance given, and, of course, the endurance of the participant in question.”

Gulping loudly but feeling a lot less nervous, she continued. “Point four, after each insemination, the mare will remove herself, if she can’t do so on her own she will be carried away, and a new one will take her place. Point five, the Contest will continue until either every Princess retires or the supply of volunteer mares run out. Point six, the winner shall be decided on the highest score achieved,” with a final sigh, Twilight pressed back against Cadance who was still massaging her gently. “Thank you, Cadance, I feel a lot better now.”

Surprising her fellow Princesses, Luna approached with a worried expression. “Twilight, my fellow Princess and trusted friend,” she began, her tone sounding sympathetic. “Among us, you are the youngest that has reached ascension. Your body is still developing, adapting, and growing. Even with the immediate benefits of ascension, you are still the ‘weakest’ of us all in terms of how our bodies work and the benefits we can exploit.”

Celestia snorted in disbelief and Cadance merely giggled nervously. Luna paid them no mind. Crouching just enough to be at the same eye-level with the lavender alicorn, she carried on with her speech. “It is my duty to let you know that there is no shame in being the first one to retire if you feel the experience to be too strenuous,” glancing at her sister for a second, she smirked. “Please, try not to. I placed a few bets that Celestia would be the first one to tap-out.”

Twilight laughed nervously, Cadance shook her head, and Celestia was left momentarily speechless.

“Why you rutting lunatic! I’ll have you know that--!” Suddenly, a buzzer was heard. Celestia forgot her annoyance and Luna dropped her playful smirk, both adopting a serious face. “It is time. Let us proceed and Twilight, remember, enjoy yourself and make it enjoyable for our mares, too, okay?”

“I… will try,” Twilight replied. Looking back, Cadance stopped rubbing her shoulder to adopt a dignified, serious but welcoming expression.

“Everything will be fine, Twilight. There’s nothing to worry about,” the pink alicorn reassured her one last time.

Twilight took a final deep breath before putting on her best ‘Princess face’; dignified, serious, powerful. The face of a pony that knew exactly what she was doing and was always ten steps ahead of everypony else. Before she could even brace her racing heart, Celestia walked out first, followed by Luna, Cadance, and finally by her. The whispers and mutters of the crowd, she noticed only now, had turned into an uproar of cheers, whistling, and name-chanting.

Seconds stretched out into lifetimes until she stepped into the light of the sun and the sheer enormity of the stadium weighed down on her for the first time in her life.

Did you know that the Canterlot Stadium can fit over 60,000 creatures? Her treacherous brain informed her in a mocking, almost condescending way straight out from a game of Trivia Time. She bit her tongue in an effort to silence her rambling mind. But that little bit of information confirmed her earlier fears. Not only was the stadium packed to the limit of its capacity, but it was surely even beyond it as the bleachers were practically on the verge of buckling under so much weight.

At the center of the stadium, she found four large piles of cushions made out of the best softest fabric around a sizable futon. Colored and emblazoned with their respective cutie marks and skin color.

In front of the four piles stood a large view-box with no visible entry or exit points. Paying it little mind, she turned her gaze towards the first-row seats, specifically to the Royalty-Reserved spots that offered the best view in the whole stadium. There, she found her five best friends, the five gorgeous, beautiful mares that she adored with all her heart cheering her name as loudly as their lungs would allow.

She felt her cock stir and twitch with lustful pride when she saw them all wearing a stunning dress, created by Rarity, of course, that matched them to perfection. They had nothing in common; no color, fabric, pattern, or style was the same as they were unique in almost every sense… except for the only trait that united them all.

Twilight had to fight against her twitching cock from hardening and her eyes from staring too intently at their figures. While the dresses were beautiful and the mares that wore them were the most gorgeous mares she knew, that beauty paled in comparison to how effectively and purposely the dresses flaunted their figures and, most of all, their rounding baby bumps.

Next to them sat her parents, Shining Armor, and Flurry Heart. The little filly was bouncing happily on her grandfather’s lap, babbling and cooing while Night Light made funny faces. Shining Armor was smiling and looking as proud as he possibly could. The only oddity was her mother, Twilight Velvet, as her expression showed eerie anticipation for the coming event; her smile was almost predatory, even. As if she knew something that no one else did.

She couldn’t ponder more on her mother’s expression as she noticed Spike coming landing behind the girls carrying a whole load of candies, treats, and snacks that the five growing mares greedily took from him. He then jumped to his seat and looked her way, giving her a wide fangy smile and two thumbs up.

The Princess of Magic and Friendship blushed lightly thanks to his overwhelming support and gave him a small, nearly imperceptible cordial nod. And not too soon as she was now close enough to the view-box to discern it in detail. It was painted in the traditional Equestria colors and showed only a large opening on the front. Whatever laid inside was concealed with magic to maintain the anonymity of the ponies chosen to act as judges for the Contest. Such protection would allow unbiased outside interference without fear of repercussion.

While Luna had called it an unnecessary step, she conceded to her sister’s security measures.

As she was arriving at her pile, Twilight noted that each pile had a colored line, the same color as their skin, leading towards the entrance at the other side of the arena creating four separate lanes. She gulped at the same time she came to a halt in front of her pile and futon. Suddenly, the entire stadium erupted into a singular conglomeration of thundering, near-deafening applause and shoutings of all kinds and sorts.

Are they really this eager to watch us fuck dozens of mares? This surely goes hand in hand with what the books mentioned but I never expected it to be held so highly, she thought. Of course, she had done her homework and read on what exactly a Coitus Contest was, not that it helped calm her nerves but it did shed some light on the whole situation. How it evolved and changed from a fertility ritual of blessing, to a near-religious ceremony, to something akin to the Equestria Games throughout the years. Of course, Celestia was alone for most of that time but still, the point remained and she could now better understand the significance behind it since she was living through it.

Glancing ever so discreetly to see how her fellow Princesses were fairing, she found them standing firm, solemn, and ready to give their best. All joking, playful bickering, and rivalry forgotten in light of an event held in high esteem by the populace and the two older alicorns. Another buzzing sound was heard and Celestia reached for her belt.

A simple pull and a shrug later saw her robes falling to the ground revealing what laid beneath.

Twilight always knew that Celestia was beautiful beyond measure (she was after all Equestria’s epitome of beauty). That statuesque mare stood unconcerned and calm; her voluptuous body shining softly reflected the light of the sun to increase her presence and stunning figure. She was built and blessed with the body of an ancient fertility goddess come to life straight from the history books.

Wide hips, bountiful bosom, thick buttocks, strong thighs, powerful, long legs ending in polished, pristine hooves, and curvaceous with only the right amount of body fat to further enhance her natural looks. If anything, the only area in which the picture of perfection fragmented was in her belly. Instead of a slim, smooth, flawless stomach, a slightly pudgy one could be found; leaving her with a not unattractive paunch. While it cost her in sexiness it more than gave her a motherly, caring aura that balanced it completely. For what is a fertility goddess if not benevolent and motherly?

But then her cock unfurled into full display. Thick, veiny, throbbing but still resting. The tube of meat paired along the two heavy, cum-filled testicles dangling from her nethers captivated everyone’s attention. Her cock was thicker and longer than any she had ever seen. Even stallions like Bulk Biceps and Big Mac couldn’t compare against her shaft. However, she knew better. Her mind instantly performed calculations and the results didn’t lie. Taking into account her stature, her proportions, and body distribution her cock was only average. Her impressive length was real but the impact it left was further driven by an optical illusion.

Though that simple fact didn’t mean that the lucky mares Celestia was going to breed wouldn’t be driven into a pleasure-induced coma the same way countless tales about the alabaster alicorn existed.

The crowd cheered her name and clapped their hands, happy to see the Princess of the Sun in all her pristine glory.

Next came Cadance, the Princess of Love. Befitting her of her title and reputation, she sensually took off her robe, slowing down at times to build up anticipation. A few seconds later, her robes fell to the ground in one fell swoop while at the same time she extended her wings and used some of her magic to create a pink, lovely aura around herself. She wasn’t one to flaunt her near-hourglass perfect figure nor did she enjoy being in the spotlight, but she knew how to please an audience and give them what they wanted to see.

Comparing the beauty of the living embodiment of love itself to that of Celestia or to any other alicorn was pointless, for each of them was beautiful in their own way. In Cadance’s case her figure was more aligned to that of a supermodel; lithe, shapely, and well-proportioned with slender, long legs. Her breasts were the smallest among the four Princesses but she more than made up for it with shapeliness, turning them into two grabbable globes to have fun with. Her ass, however, was her greatest asset as it took the shape of a heart; her symbol made flesh with the aid of her prodigious posterior that sent stallions and mares alike into masturbating for dear life.

Her penis was also another sight to admire. While smaller than her brother’s, who was already only measuring on the above-average department, and even just slightly under average to the point it could be considered petite, it was unique and even exotic. There were no veins or wrinkles to be found on her balls. It was a smooth pillar of pink flesh that stood pristine and unspoiled from base to tip that suited her personality and figure as the foremost icon of femininity in the entire world.

Then Luna stepped up. She rose her arms slowly and parted her legs slightly for a better stance. She came to a halt and remained frozen for several seconds to create a living statue of herself, all in order to build up anticipation from the audience. Suddenly, she brought her arms down and took a powerful side-chest flexing pose. The whole stadium went silent for a moment allowing the tearing noise of her robes to be heard. Her robe didn’t shred apart so much as it exploded out in tatters; bursting against the strain of powerful muscles expanding the fabric in ways that they were never meant to constrain.

The reveal of the amazonian, muscular beauty that was the Princess of the Night made the entire stadium regain its chaotic cheering. She was known as a Warrior Princess for a good reason and she certainly looked the part. Her muscles were well defined all over her body, chiseled by who knows how many years and hours of training, battles, and sparring matches with those brave (or foolish) enough to challenge her. But she wasn’t a muscle-bound beast in the same fashion as Bulk Biceps.

No, the Princess of the Night still portrayed a strong sense of femininity about her. She was tall, strong, proud, and loved to boast about it. Her muscles rippled with power, her abs were chiseled beyond perfection; perfectly able to grind meat or wash clothes on them without issue. She was a gorgeous mare, a powerful Princess, a true living warrior-mare. All of it combined to create a hypnotic desire to be with her and be like her.

Above all, however, the monster that hung from her groin was what caught the most attention. Given that she was the second-tallest alicorn worked in a similar way to the illusion Celestia’s size provided, but in this case, it truly magnified what was already there. The behemoth was similar to its mistress: powerful, intimidating, but enticingly beautiful at the same time. It was by far the biggest cock she had ever seen even if Celestia’s was girthier. Only the tales of Applejack talking about the rather clumsy and unlucky stallion named Troubleshoes, tales that spoke of his tremendous endowment, could ever hope to match the beast the mistress of the Night carried.

Even her testes were larger than normal, filled with thick cream to give. No doubt a tool that would please any mare with ease with experience to back her up.

Taking a deep breath, Twilight knew it was her turn to expose herself to thousands upon thousands of watchful, prying eyes. But she couldn’t blame them. She would be one of them if she hadn’t ascended into alicorhood… and most likely she would have volunteered to be one of the mares ready to be impregnated by one of their beloved Princesses.

Huh… that actually made my nerves calm a little, she realized at the last moment. Feeling more secure and comfortable now, she used her telekinesis to take off her robe and neatly fold it before placing it on the side. As she stood there, she looked down on her own body. Before her ascension, she had always been on the plain side of the spectrum but after it, she had changed into what she would call a very attractive mare.

Her breasts were decent D-cups, she was shapely but not curvaceous, leaning more on the healthy yet not fit look. She had curves, of course, placed all over the right places and her derriere was quite appealing. She had muscles where it mattered and extra fat where needed, but that was it.

Compared to them, I’m not that much of a looker, eh? Well, I’m still young and developing, but they are talking, breathing, living sex symbols of beauty, each in their own unique way. I’m the oddball here… I wonder if I have any fans sitting somewhere in the stadium right now?

She asked herself, unconsciously bringing herself down. She then eyed her penis and, again, she couldn’t help but compare it to that of her fellows. Her cock was entirely ordinary. It wasn’t cute like Cadance’s, it wasn’t girthy and impressive as Celestia’s, and it certainly wasn’t the monster Luna so proudly displayed. Hers wasn’t remarkable in any way. It was of average size for a regular stallion her same height and even her testicles were normal. The only things out of the ordinary were that her cock was a bit veiny, enough to see them pulse with blood whenever she got an erection and how her flare was slightly lopsided, barely noticeable until up-close with it.

“YOH, Twilight, smile, you silly filly!”

“I’m carrying your foal in my belly, Twi, show ‘em who’s boss!”

“Y-Yay!”

“C’mon girl, rock their world and buck it outta the park!”

Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by the wild hollering of voices she knew better than any other. Looking up to where her friends and family were sitting, virtually in front of her, no less, she saw her friends waving and cheering for her. It was only then that she noticed the stadium had gone wild, cheering her name or performing anything to express their support. But she didn’t pay them much attention as she watched her friends.

Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, and Applejack all cheered louder than anyone else in her support, smiling and wishing her the best of luck. The only one silent was Rarity, but when their gazes met, the alabaster unicorn gave her a disapproving yet knowing look before using a finger to say ‘No’ slowly and repeatedly.

She winced a little noting that her marefriends had anticipated her line of thought and showed their unconditional support and love for her, just like they had always done. “Girls…,” she muttered before giving them what she hoped was her biggest most sincere smile and a quick nod.

“Attention! Attention! The Coitus Contest is about to begin! Before we start this most prestigious event, it is necessary to repeat the rules and guidelines of the Contest! Number one-”

Twilight spaced out from what the announcer was saying. She was hearing him but not paying him any attention whatsoever. A very handy technique that was the first of many tricks Celestia and Luna taught her as soon as she became a Princess. While he talked, her mind drifted to the one subject she never could tire about. Magic.

The teleportation matrix could be further modified and optimized if the root sequence of energy transfer works around the main current of the spell instead of playing at its core. Hmmm, I’ll have to make studies on it but if I’m correct, then it should make teleportation easier by three percent, consume two percent less magic energy, and require around five percent less concentration to cast it and focus on where you want to go, she thought while the rest of her body remained unmoving, theorems, equations, formulas, and equivalences danced in front of her eyes while her thoughts ran freely, all while keeping her ‘Princess smile’ for a good show.

“-will be all! Now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for! Ladies and gentlestallions, please, welcome our first batch of volunteers!”

The voice of the announcer caught the attention of the four Princesses, breaking them from their personal dreamland as they spared a glance at the other entrance marked by the lanes. A fanfare of trumpets and other instruments was heard and the crowd went wild.

Twilight saw the first mare to come into the light walking down Luna’s lane. Out came a sturdy, tall, and well-built earth pony mare, her skin, mane, and tail the colors of autumn. She was wearing simple robes in the same fashion as the one she and her fellow Princesses had been wearing. There’s something about that mare that feels familiar… I think… yeah, there’s no mistake! She’s from the Apple Family! I don’t remember her name but I’ve seen her a few times on reunions and in photo albums.

“YeeeeeeHHAAAAWWW! Come on, cuz’, show Luna that the Apple Family don’t bend easily!” Applejack hollered, waving her stetson hat around as her attention focused on her relative for a moment.

Well, that confirms it… hmmm, I’ll make sure to properly get to know the extended families of all my marefriends after this is done, Twilight thought before the second mare came into view. Walking down Cadance’s lane she spotted a unicorn mare with white skin and a golden mane. She didn’t recognize her at all, but her gait and sway of the hips told her enough. She was a Canterlot thoroughbred, probably a minor noble or daughter of a rich family,

Then came the third mare walking down Celestia’s lane and she had to do a double-take from the impression alone. But the minty-green skin, two-toned mane and tail, and goofy smile were unmistakable. It was none other than Lyra Heartstrings, one of her former classmates and long-lost friends. She would’ve focused more on her were it not for the fourth mare coming into view walking down her lane.

Her eyes went wide and her heart skipped a beat when she immediately recognized who the mare walking towards her was. Blue skin, two-tones light blue mane and tail, deep lavender eyes, and a smug smile that spoke of her immeasurable ego.

Twilight swallowed before muttering a single word. “Trixie?”

Chapter 2 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!