Rarity let out a soft coo of delight as she was brought to both a physical as well as spiritual high as she sat topless within her room within the Mare’s Quarters. Though this time, there were no striking zebra stallion’s granting her pleasure within the small bare bones room. On either side of her was one of her sister mares, one brushing through her long striped mane while the other did some light touch up to enhance her natural beauty. Both of them were very recent arrivals to the Mare’s Quarters, having left behind their former selves a week ago to become striped lovelies. So young, so fresh; these two had signed up to be brought to this magnificent land of stallions as soon as they had reached the tender age of eighteen. And yet there were two more still in the room as well, for held in Rarity’s arms were her newborn foals: Acacia and Aurelia. Looking at their reflection in the mirror right in front of her as their tiny lips wrapped around her teats, getting their fill of their mother’s milk. Rarity looked on them with pride as their small hands landed on her breasts.

Precious Acacia and Aurelia, the first two fillies born within the Mare’s Quarter. Such a wonderful sign that the plan was working, their conception occurring the night Rarity left behind her old self. An old self that she could now, thankfully, barely remember. She could recall some certain parts of her past, like how she had failed to achieve her dream as a fashionista, never achieving more than a lowly seamstress in a small shop located in some small town called Ponyville. She also managed to recall a few other things, like the times she spent with her friends saving Equestria. But, beyond that, there was only a fogginess which she felt unconcerned about. That was her past, and her little ones were her future.

Another bliss filled sigh escaped Rarity as she thought of this, fueling her spiritual high even more. Yes, who she was before, who they all were before, no longer mattered. They had shed away their former selves as one would shed themselves from a vile fashion trend to embrace something better. A cause that was the height of generosity itself! Giving of their bodies to pleasure the stallions here while also producing new life for the zebras. To become the breeders that would give birth to the next generation! Soon the two mares besides Rarity would feel the same joy she felt. Their bodies would plump as life grew within them, sped up thanks to the potions of the zebras, until the cries of new life echoed out through the air around them. And while that was going on, Rarity would raise Acacia and Aurelia as well as all the other foals that she would bring into the world. She would ensure that all of the fillies would learn the rites and traditions of the zebras to become proper mares. While she hoped that they would follow in her hoofsteps, being bred by hundreds of different stallions throughout the years until she couldn’t do so any more, she would support any of them that wished to simply be used by a single stallion as well. Every little bit helps! As for her colts, Rarity hoped they would grow up to be strong enough to make their own marks.

A knock on the door brought Rarity back to earth. “Come in,” said Rarity gently, lowering her gaze to the two still drinking from her. Barely a moment passed as the door opened, Rarity looking up to see that it was another one of the newer arrivals. Like the two tending her, this mare had recently reached adulthood. As she looked at this mare, a small smile appeared on Rarity’s lips. The mare stood there naked, her white coat with black stripes still damp with sweat while her mane was matted around her head, showing that she had been working hard to please her stallions. Something that she had clearly enjoyed due to the glow that seemed to surround her.

“Sorry to bother you, Rarity,” said the mare. “I know you are busy right now. I…I tried to handle things on my own, but-”

“Nothing to worry about,” replied Rarity gently, keeping her face straight so as to not interrupt the help provided by her mare sisters. Still keeping her gaze at the figure in the mirror’s reflection, to see the look of admiration this mare had for her. One that she recalled never receiving back in Equestria. That she was the zebra mare that every other zebra mare wanted to be, one whose advice and approval they all longed for. “Now, let me see. Your name is Strawberry Sundae, correct?”

“It…was,” said Strawberry, shifting a little as she scratched her cheek. “But some of the stallion’s I’ve been with have suggested that, ah, since becoming a zebra it might be time to change my name. You know, fully embracing my rebirth.”

“Yes, I have heard that that is becoming more of a trend as of late,” said Rarity as the two mares who had been working on her stopped to take the feeding infants. Rising from her seat, Rarity turned to face her guest. “Many of the mares who arrived alongside me changed their names some time ago, especially those who took the servant-wife route. And those that came in the groups after changed their names a little quicker.” There was a soft pause as Rarity smiled. “So, Darling, what shall I call you now?”

“I…haven’t decided yet,” replied Strawberry. “I think Zella or Zilly sounds cute.”

“Well, when you have decided, please do me the pleasure of informing me. We need to keep everything in order for our stallions after all,” commented Rarity, the mare before her nodding while her eyes shined with admiration. “But first, tell me what has you coming here in that state? Come now, you’ve been here long enough to know that we should always look and smell our best for our guests.”

“Well, I was with a guest,” said Strawberry as she bit her lower lip. “My regular, in fact.”

“Oh?” asked Rarity with a raised eyebrow and a smile. “Isn’t he the youngest son of the city’s Potion Guild Master? I know him well. He collected many, many samples of my milk prior to me giving birth.”

“He has been very kind to me,” admitted Strawberry, averting her gaze to the ground as a light blush appeared on her cheeks. “It is my hope that he will ask me to become his servant-wife.” Then she looked up, the eyes of the mare narrowing in frustration as she continued to speak. “But we were interrupted by that damned brat next door to me: Ruby Glow. Right in the middle of our time together, Ruby just barges in, uninvited, and tried to drag him out despite his protests! I mean, she was acting like we were still in Equestria. Like there wasn’t a long line of stallions waiting to breed us! What’s worse, she ruined the mood before he could cum inside me! Rarity, I-I tried my best to get him hard again, but it was no use.” The mare then took a breath. “In the end, he got dressed and left. He promised to see me again soon, but I’m worried that Ruby will just end up doing this again. Is…Is there anything you can do Rarity?”

A groan escaped Rarity as a hand flew towards her forehead. “I cannot believe I have to talk to her about this again. If I have told her once, I swear I have told her a thousand times that if you want to entice a stallion to your room there is a proper way to do so.” A sigh then left Rarity as she shook her head. “We are going to have to up her reeducation or else this will reflect poorly on the Mare’s Quarters. I’ll speak to Delinz about this when next he comes to see what we can do as well as offer an apology to that poor stallion.”

“Thank you Rarity,” said the mare currently named Strawberry. “But…But what if she still doesn’t…”

“Then we may need to become…harsher with her,” said Rarity, doing her best to suppress a shudder. “Getting in the way of our duty to help breeding the next generations of zebras is a serious offence. One that will carry a hefty price.” Strawberry looked like she wanted to say something, only to stop as Rarity placed a hand on her shoulder. “We’ll do everything possible to make sure that she realizes how her actions upset our true purpose here, to make her the zebra that all zebra mares should be. But, in the end, it’s up to her to decide whether or not to heed our warnings. Do not fret over what you can’t control.”

Strawberry nodded in understanding, thanking Rarity once more before leaving and allowing Rarity to continue getting ready for the big event tonight.

Several minutes later, Rarity stepped out of her room dressed for success. The plush and breedable mare was dressed in a transparent cloth robe; one that covered her back and went all the way down to her hooves while the front consisted of two straps that went down her shoulders and over her nipples before reconnecting with the sides. A single, purple diamond clamp connected the front as it held it together. Below that, the mare wore crotchless panties made from identical fabric which allowed her black lower lips to drool in anticipation at what would soon be happening to her. Stockings covered her legs while her arms were carefully wrapped.

Yes, this should do nicely for tonight’s festivities, thought Rarity as she made her way out of the building and began to make her way towards the front entrance. Even from where she stood, she could see the long wooden wagon parked at the gates, two of the massive lizards that came from the jungle just north of the great plains at the front and ready to pull it. Mighty guards stood on either side of the back ramp as dozens of the mares sauntered up, each one dressed in their own revealing attire that begged the stallions to plant their seed into their fertile soil. Rarity’s pussy quivered as she thought about these mares. Some of them were like herself, having been here for a while and had already given birth. Others were newer arrivals, much like Strawberry and Ruby, who were still waiting for that moment.

All of these mares, including herself, had been selected to attend the party this evening celebrating the one year anniversary of the birth of the zebra/pony alliance as well as their commitment to helping each other. Influential stallions from across the country would be there to see the former ponies who would be displaying just how well they had adjusted to their new role in life. Mares that would soon be found in more cities if the rumors of more Mares Quarters being built were true. Of course, they would not only be entertaining the wonderful dears, but there would also be a grand auction to take place. The highest quality, fertile mares had been selected so that the breeding rights of these mares would be up for bid. Something that Rarity was proud to be a part of.

“Alright ladies. Settle down, settle down” said Rarity as she stood in front of massive, wooden double doors. Though, despite their massive size, the hallway she and the other mares had traversed after they had arrived at the castle was very narrow. So much so that the mares were shoulder to shoulder as they were forced into a double line. Hanging from the ceiling were a series of masks with fire alight in their eyes and mouths, their messages clear for those who had been here for more than a week: service and life-giver.

Once silence filled the hall and Rarity felt all their gazes on her, the zebra MILF cleared her throat. “Good. Now then, Darlings, for right now we are waiting for our cue to make our grand entrance for tonight’s soirée. Once these doors open, we shall enter into the presence of many stallions, mingling with them before the bidding begins. But before we do that, I would like to remind all of you on how important the auction is. The money raised tonight will help aid in the construction of future Mares Quarters across the land. Not only that, but many reporters will be here. The headlines in the morning will reflect the enthusiasm of the crowd for us. Therefore, it is important that we ensure everything goes without a hitch.” Rarity paused for a moment to look at the assembled group before her, seeing many on them nodding in agreement while others were giving her their undivided attention. “Very good. Now remember, we are going to be watched the moment we enter into the room so first impressions are a must! So we shall enter in a calm, controlled, and sensual manner. No running or pushing to get ahead. Also, please remember your manners and treat these fine stallions with respect. If they ask about your sexual skills, do not hold back. And if they ask for a sample, well, no harm in that now is there?” A chorus of giggles rose from the group.

“With that said, you may offer them your mouth and anus, but not your pussy,” continued Rarity, the happy mood crashing down as a series of whines filled the air. “Darlings, darlings, none of that. This auction is to see who will be breeding us next. It would be terribly rude of us to create any doubts towards the winner.” Though it was slow, a general murmur of agreement could be heard right before the doors opened.

Leading the herd, Rarity walked into the great hall, which was a large, circular almost dome-shaped room. As the MILF sauntered in, she noticed that stallions dotted the walls as they were spread an even distance apart from each other, all of whom shirtless showing off their chiseled and sweat covered bodies as they struck drums with their hands in perfect unison. Despite having so many, the sound they made was low making it feel like she could hear the beating of a heart heard just above the volume of the crowd. As for the crowd itself, Rarity saw a wide age range of stallions milling about the room with their heads turned towards the newly incoming mares. Most of these stallions were by themselves or had already formed groups of stallions. But there were a few who had come with their already procured servant-wives, many of whom showed off their pregnant bellies with pride.

Glancing upwards, Rarity saw that there were more stallions overhead. Two ring-like walkways made of wood circled the walls overhead, with Rarity able to spot tables holding finely dressed stallions whose gaze had shifted to the oncoming herd of mares. Her tail flicked as she noted some of them gesturing towards their group with clear excitement…while others held only cold indifference in their eyes.

Finally, in the very center of the room, was a stone cube. It stood as tall as Rarity, its surface polished to reflect the light of the torches within the room. As the former Equestrian moved closer, she saw a wooden ramp on its opposite side indicating how one was supposed to get to the top. Rarity knew what that stone would be used for and the excitement for that moment caused her lower lips to moisten.

Not wanting to dawdle, Rarity began to move about the great hall in search of some fine zebra to talk to. One that she could drop hints that she would bear fine offspring. As she moved deeper into throngs of zebras, she noticed there were smaller wooden tables shattered with bowls of fruits and pastries laid upon them. Sitting around them on pillows were stallions, many of whom were having heated discussions about this or that. Most of the mares who approached these tables were shooed away with a dismissive hand wave, not even bothering to turn their heads. Seeing how futile it would be to garner their attention, Rarity continued her prowl.

For the next couple of hours, she spoke to several fine and upstanding stallions for whom she made mental notes about each one that would serve either herself or her fellow mares later down the road. For example, one of the first stallions she met was a fine middle aged stallion named Dragen. This fine fellow was a rug maker of exceptional skill and artistry that some felt guilty whenever their dirty hooves messed up his craft. He had inquired about herself, pleased that she had given birth to twins. By the sound of it, he seemed to hope that she could produce the same results again for him. Perhaps more. Another fine stallion was a wine crafter who had recently begun shipping his product to Equestria. This stallion, Fenndon, inquired if she would agree to a few fetishes he had related to his work. While she didn’t mind being fucked in front of his employees, she had to politely decline his wish to be fucked in a giant pressing barrel full of grapes as she didn’t want to waste any of his product or contaminate it. Being the upstanding stallion he was, Fenndon nodded before thanking her for her honesty.

While the majority of these stallions were well stationed within zebra society, there were also those who were just now coming into adulthood and ready to try standing on their own two hooves. Oh, how timid some of these poor little stallions were as they squirmed where they stood, barely able to look Rarity in the eye as they tried to talk to her. Thankfully, Rarity knew how to put these stallions at ease as she had dealt with these types before. They never came to the Mare’s Quarters on their own, usually dragged there seemingly against their wills by either their friends or their fathers to partake in the exquisite joys of the flesh. Like with those stallions who came before, Rarity spoke in her best soothing tone while gradually getting closer. Never once did she appear annoyed as they stumbled and stuttered with their words, helping to make them feel more at ease in the presence of a mare such as herself. Once they opened up, Rarity upper her game slightly as her hand began to caress their bodies as she began to speak in a more sensual tone. She would take their hands, placing them one her breaths to feel their softness as well as the milk just waiting for a babe to suckle and watch as their confidence grew alongside their arousal.

Once these younger stallions were completely comfortable talking to her, Rarity discovered what they were looking for at the auction. Many times she nearly cooed in delight when a stallion told her that he was hoping to find a mare whose sexual skills were on par with their own, hoping to learn alongside each other as they went. Honestly, it was adorable. Naturally she pointed out a few of the mares whom she knew were less experienced than herself or were simply younger before suggesting that they approach them. Others she found, to her eternal delight, admitted they were looking for a more experienced mare. A mare who knew what she was doing when pleasuring her stallion or could show him the best way to breed a mare. There were so many more mares in that category, Rarity herself included. She even offered them use of her mouth to demonstrate her skills.

Then, much later into the night…

“Rarity,” came a cheerful voice from behind. Turning around, Rarity smiled to see her long time friend Fluttershy standing there beaming at her. The former Equestria was naked as the day she was born, nervously displaying her body for all to see tonight. The dear was still as slender as when they had first changed with the only difference being signs of her late pregnancy. And she was not alone, her arms wrapped and body pressed against the arm of her husband-master: Drell. He was a well built stallion, standing a good foot and a half taller than the mares dressed in a green cloth that left his arms exposed showing off a number of thin scars and bite marks. His grayish mane was long, running all the way down his back and tied near the end.

“Fluttershy, it is so good to see you,” said Rarity as she respectfully approached her friend since they were in the presence of her husband-master.

“I had a feeling I would see you here Rarity,” said Fluttershy, smiling brightly as her eyes trailed down her friend’s body.

“Of course Darling, of course,” replied Rarity with a smile. “We must all do our duties after all. With the aid of those wonderful zebra potions, the recovery time between births is greatly reduced! My womb is ready and waiting for more wondrous zebra seed. And this is such a great opportunity as well. Helping create more homes for the many mares arriving from Equestria and fulfilling the purpose we came here for? I never imagined anything so fulfilling back when I was…when I was…” Rarity’s words began to trail off, a hand reaching towards her head as her thoughts and memories began to grow foggy. “A pegasus…I think?”

Fluttershy blinked, a hand coming up to her own forehead as she looked deep in thought. Slowly a frown began to appear on her face. “I think…yes. I remember you flying. Maybe I was too. Was I also a pegasus…no, I lived in a tree house. So I was…an earth pony?”

“Perhaps you were,” said Drell, his tone soothing as he looked down at his wife-servant. He then moved his arm behind Fluttershy, forcing her to let go of it and hold onto his stomach. And a good thing too as Rarity watched as his hand slid towards her pussy from behind, two fingers inserting themselves past her folds. A cry rang from the pregnant zebra’s mouth, her eyes rolling upwards slightly as her lips curved into a smile. “Though I will admit that I myself have forgotten, as the way you look now suits you far better. This is the real you now after all.”

“Yes,” breathed Fluttershy, her tongue peaking out slightly from between her lips as drool escaped her. “Y-You’re right. Who I was before doesn’t really matter anymore. What matters the most is helping to save the zebras, giving birth to so many precious little ones.” She then managed to focus on Drell’s face, the sound of his fingers thrusting into her slit growing louder as her honey pot increased the creation of her fluids. “My dearest Master Drell, perhaps you would be so kind as to bid on Rarity so that she may embrace the gift of your seed? Please? With me being so close to foaling, you’ll need a mare to take care of your needs until I’m, uh, ready again. It would be so great to have her around more. She could even stay at your estate so that she may service you day and night! That way she may finally get a chance to see your marvelous estate.”

Drell did not answer right away. Instead he looked towards Rarity before his attention shifted over to many of the other zebras in attendance. Then, when he finally looked back at his slave-wife, he gave her a sad smile.

“You know I would do anything to make you happy,” he said, stroking her striped mane slowly. “And while I shall need another mare to satisfy my needs soon, I would rather spend such a large sum of money on something that shall be permanent rather than a brief dream.”

“I understand,” said Rarity politely before Fluttershy could say anything, the timid zebra looking back between the two. “I still wish to serve as many zebras in as many ways as possible. Binding myself to a single stallion, or even a stallion and his friends, is not something I am ready for right now. Plus there is still so much to do in the Mares Quarters. But, should you desire my holes, you may seek me out.”

“Well said,” said Drell before turning his head back to the crowd. “Ah, Prince Zil! I must simply have a word with him. Fluttershy, would you mind staying here for a moment. Catch up with your friend.”

“Of course, Master-husband,” replied Fluttershy. And with that, Drell took off heading towards the entrance where an older zebra stallion stood, dressed in his finest, next to a mostly naked mare. Golden circlets were placed around her wrists, ankles, and neck; each one looking like they lacked any breaks, making them look like single pieces. Pink, see-through stands of cloth ran up the mare’s arms towards the neck circlet, each one spaced apart so that one could easily reach between them to touch her bare coat. The same was true with her legs as well, the clothes stopping at a golden chain with bangles on it situated at her waist. Because of this, the mare’s pussy remained bare for all to see as well as the piercing upon her clit, the brand shaped in the image of the royal family’s symbol.

Beads of milk were constantly forming at the zebra princess’s nipples, each step she took causing them to drop. Something that First Prince Zil looked proud of as a number of stallions approached them, admiring his mare and her pregnant belly. While they were too far away, Rarity could see their lips moving before reaching out to rub the belly of Princess Cadence.

Rarity looked upon the former Equestrian Princess, now Zebra Princess, with awe and respect. She had been one of the first to go forth in this noble pursuit to help save the zebras, giving up all her magic and title to do so alongside Twilight. Though it had taken longer than her friend, Cadence was basking in the rewards of her efforts.

“I heard Slave-Princess Cadence is going to be having twins,” whispered Fluttershy, a hand moving to her own belly. “According to my Master-Husband, it will be a colt and a filly. They should be due any week now!”

“Such wonderful news,” cried Rarity, almost to the point of proud tears as she stared at Zil’s mare. “I am sure the First Prince is pleased by this news.”

“That among other things,” replied Fluttershy as she leaned a bit closer to her friend. “I have heard from my Master-Husband that the Royal Family is pleased now that things are finally being resolved in Equestria.”

“Oh,” said Rarity, a smirk appearing on her face as she grew excited at the chance to hear some juicy gossip. “Please, do tell.”

“Well, from what I’ve heard, it seems like the vast majority of nobles in Equestria have accepted that Twilight and Cadence left the thrones of their own freewill,” said Fluttershy. “They’re pointing out that Celestia still, after all this time, has failed to provide any proof that anything was wrong with the document. Even Star Swirl the Bearded has had to admit that he can find no proof.”

“I suppose it doesn’t help that Luna is getting into the spirit of things,” said Rarity, adding in her two bits to the conversation. While her information on the outside world was limited, she had heard a bit more about the former lunar princess since she had last seen Fluttershy. Most of what she had heard came from newspapers and a few magazines, displaying the new look the former princess was now carrying. She, like so many mares in Equestria, was now keen to display her body for all the world to see. Some of the more refined images of Luna showed her sporting golden rings around her neck, wrists, and ankles. In these pictures, Rarity saw a lighter blue semi-transparent cloth decorated with stars running loosely from her wrist to the ring around her neck. Twin similar cloths ran over her breasts, crossing each other to form an X while another covered the mare’s foal birthing tunnel.

Fluttershy nodded at that. “Oh my yes,” she said. “And with her marriage to Prince Dreiga just on the horizon, there’s talk about having her remaining in Canterlot. From what I’ve heard, Celestia has had almost daily, private meetings with Luna. I guess she must be feeling betrayed since those talks, well, sort of end with her screaming and storming out of Luna’s room. So Prince Shining Armor is offering her a position within the castle as one of his advisors/ambassadors since, well, going back to their seaside cabin might not be the most pleasant right now. He’s also willing to put her and her family back into the line of succession! Of course, she can only retake the throne if all of Shining Armor’s lineage is gone.” Thinking about that brought forth images of Sweetie Belle, causing the chubby zebra to smile. Her sister had sent her a picture of herself, showing off her newly acquired zebra body in its entirety. Not a stitch of clothing covered her milky white coat save for the strips and black nipples, her mane still curly though now black. Cum was leaking out of her cunt in large globs, the piercing on her clit showing that she belonged to Shining Armor, though more in a servant like role than a second wife. Still, she would be helping her master secure a stable line.

“I have also heard a few other things,” continued Fluttershy. “Pinkie and Cheese are now working together to create a line of sex toys as well as opening up a new series of ‘fun’ houses, as she likes to call them. Sort of a mix of strip clubs and brothels, watching the mares dancing on stage before taking them to a bedroom in the back. Then there’s Applejack. She was just in Appleloosa where she won a couple of gold medals at the new rodeo. She got first place in the public gangbang, taking on thirteen stallions at the same time and having them all shoot several loads into each hole! She also milked more stallion milk into a pan before anypony else and then drank it. She was a little ashamed, according to what I heard, that she didn’t do so well in the bull riding contest. That and she herself couldn’t be milked. Maybe next time. Then there’s Dashie. Well, she’s still as popular as ever with the Wonderbolts. Ponies can’t wait for her to give birth so that she can return to the races and orgies once again. Right now, there’s another bidding war to see who gets to impregnate her along with the other mares in the Wonderbolts.”

“Well, good for them,” said Rarity with a smile. “Let’s hope that Celestia will finally calm down soon.”

Fluttershy, upon hearing that, gave a loud sigh. “That…doesn’t look like it’ll be happening anytime soon. Even with all of our friends supporting the new Equestria, giving it their full endorsement, she’s still trying to find more ponies that will support her so that she can buy a bit more time.”

Rarity let out a sigh while shaking her head. “Poor dear. She’ll end up in a world of trouble if she doesn’t stop soon.”

“I agree,” said Fluttershy with a nod. “If only there was somepony who could…Is that Twilight?” The sudden question caught Rarity off guard. Following Fluttershy’s line of sight, the former unicorn looked across the room. At first, it was difficult to parse through the number of zebras as they moved about. But eventually, one flanked by two soldiers caught her eye.

The mare walked about, her purple eyes darting around in what appeared to be either panic or worry. Perhaps even a mixture of both. Her mane was long, the white strand with black lines going down the middle stopping around her shoulder blades. Her black lips were pressed together, and her exposed breasts jiggled slightly with every hurried step she took causing the circular piercings on them to bounce as well. Like Cadence, she wore golden bands around her neck, wrists, and ankles that looked solid and unable to come off. But, unlike Cadence, this mare had a purple cloth decorated with many black rectangles wrapped around her waist. Below that, she wore what looked like a long loincloth that covered her front and back while leaving the sides of her flank exposed for the world. Because of that, everyone could see her cutie mark: a large spiral with several other, smaller spirals around it.

There was no doubt in Rarity’s mind who this was: Second Princess and Second Wife to King Zed, Twilight Sparkle.

Without needing to say a word to the other, the two mares approached their friend as quickly as possible. Their hooves clanged against the floor as they weaved this way and that, dodging zebra stallions and other mares as they drew ever closer to their target. Then, when they were close enough, they could hear her talking.

“Are you sure that the stone platform is efficient enough for this event?” asked Twilight aloud, her voice and tone confirming that it was her. “With so many mares in attendance, a walkway would have done better for the auction. The stallions could see the grace of the mare as she walked towards the end before spinning around so that they could all get a good look at her. Plus, they could more effectively line up and not waste time climbing.”

“Good points, your majesty,” said one of the guards, nodding his head as he examined the stone platform. “Though, this is what we have used previously.”

Twilight let out a sigh. “I am aware that this is what has been more traditionally used in these sorts of events. It was how King Zed selected the bath mares. However, that was back when the number of available mares were dwindling. Now that the number has increased, having the mares climbing up onto this pillar will only serve to waste time. Not effective at all! And what should happen if the ladder breaks or one of the mares falls?”

“Twilight!” called both Rarity and Fluttershy as they came almost within arm’s reach of the mare. Startled, Twilight jumped back as her guards moved in front of her to shield her.

“I’m sorry if we frightened you,” said Fluttershy when they came to a stop, her soft voice seeming to coax Twilight to peek around the thick arms and broad shoulders of her protectors. “It’s just that we’ve been wanting to see you again for so long.”

“See me…again?” said Twilight as she placed a hand on her guard’s arm, her face looking utterly confused at the moment. Gently she nudged the guards away as she took a step closer to the pair, her bout of confusion lessening as she got a good look at them. “Ah yes, you two are the Element Bearers from Equestria! I have heard much about you Fluttershy from Lord Drell. He speaks of you often. And Miss Rarity, your commitment to the Mare’s Quarters is well known throughout the halls of the capital. But I don’t recall ever meeting either of you.”

Rarity turned her head to look at Fluttershy, a concerned look on her face which was mirrored by the animal lover. Something akin to fear began to grip her heart as she turned to look at Twilight, whose expression had something like concerned kindness. Like the two had somehow mistaken her for another mare named Twilight!

“T-Twilight, it’s us. You’re friends from Ponyville,” said Rarity. “I…I made your dress for the Grand Galloping Gala. I think I had to make it…twice?” Rarity’s mind was becoming foggy again, memories of her past were becoming harder to grab. Even as she tried to focus on the dress and her friend’s face as it was presented to her, the vision grew more and more foggy until there was nothing left to focus on.

“Ponyville? Dress?” echoed Twilight, her eyes beginning to shine brilliantly for a moment. There was a moment of recognition in them, as if she were recalling a long lost childhood memory. Yet, as she opened her mouth, symbols on the rings she wore suddenly appeared. This caught Rarity’s attention and, despite the education she had been given by the zebra’s, she was unfamiliar with these symbols. But perhaps that was due to only seeing them for a brief moment as they seemed to vanish as quickly as they appeared. Coupled with the fact that her mind was still foggy, it was no wonder such a hard working mare like herself couldn’t recall something like that. When they faded, so too did the shine in Twilight’s eyes as she looked at them.

“I think you have the wrong mare,” said Twilight in a kind tone. “I haven’t been in Equestria since the time I was born. Much less to a place called Ponyville, though I have heard of it. Now, if you’ll excuse me, there is much more that I must do for my husband.” And with that, Twilight walked away from the two without so much as another word.

“That was odd,” said Rarity as she watched Twilight walk away, the fogginess slowly lifting.

“I know…but what was that you were talking about?” asked Fluttershy as she looked at her friend. “A dress for the Grand Galloping Gala?”

For her part, Rarity blinked at her friend. What had she been talking about? True, she had always wanted to go to such a luxurious event such as the Grand Galloping Gala. What mare in her right mind hadn’t dreamed of going, dancing with the elites of pony society? Perhaps even meeting some dashing stallion to impregnate her. But, alas, nopony she knew had ever gone. Nor had she ever made any dresses for the event. Perhaps if she had, she might have been able to strike it out on her own instead of being nothing more than a simple seamstress.

The rest of the night passed without incident as the main event came underway. Mare after mare approached the stone pillar, climbing atop it before presenting themselves to the crowd as an auctioneer read off information about them.

Rarity was the last mare to do this as they naturally wished to save the best for last. Slowly she climbed to the top, a light shining brightly down upon her as she allowed her clothing to pool around her hooves so that all might see her figure with no other distractions. After all, it was important for them to see their future breeding mare with and without such arousing attire! As the auctioneer began to speak, detailing how many cocks she had sucked, how she could be fucked all night without needing a rest, and that she had already given birth to twins whom were doing fine, Rarity began to pose for the crowd. Some of these were small things like placing a hand on her hip or placing both her hands behind her head while spreading her legs a bit so that they could admire this birthing machine from different views. Others were more alluring, like cupping her breasts when the auctioneer talked about her boob job skills before squeezing her breasts together and rubbing them for the crowd. Or how she pinched her nipples to show the crowd a bit of her milk.

The biggest thrill she got was when the auctioneer told her to give the crowd a look at her pussy. Grinning happily, the mare got on her back and spread her legs as far as she could. Placing her weight on her shoulders, she lifted her flank off the ground while her two striped hands spread her lower lips for all to see. A flurry of comments could be heard, causing the mare’s heart to flutter with joy while her cunt before to leak out fluids. Only barely did she hear the auctioneer telling her to play with herself as the bids were placed. Her smile grew in blissful euphoria as her fingers went to work, quickly making wet noises as she panted. From there, she was told to spread her legs as well as her pussy for all those to see. As she climbed higher towards her own orgasm, so did her value. Hearing the high bids for her was almost enough to make her cum before the crowd!

Near the end, it looked like she was going to be purchased by a wealthy noble who, if memory serves her right, lived on the opposite side of the capital. A villa far from the Mare’s Quarters and even further away from her friend Fluttershy. Though this was not meant to be for, at the very last moment, a final bid was placed. The voice that spoke out was a gruff, almost disinterested voice belonging to an elder stallion with a white beard named General Ikas. She had seen the stallion a few times, but knew him more by his reputation as being a senior military advisor to King Zed. Whatever else she had heard about him would be held with caution as she wished to give him the benefit of the doubt.

So, once the bidding was over, Rarity climbed down from the platform with her needs still high and ready to be satiated.

Finding the General was a simpler task than one would have assumed. Within the sea of zebra’s, he was one of the few stallions who was not wearing the more traditional and brightly colored attire. Instead, he had chosen to wear his tanned military attire with his numerous medals and awards proudly displayed on his chest. When her eyes fell upon the numerous displays of bravery and service towards the zebra race, Rarity couldn’t help but blush at the thought that he would be the one to impregnate her next. Such a fine, powerful stallion of noble pursuits would compliment a breeding mare of high quality such as herself producing great offspring.

“I still do not see any more need for this slow burn approach,” he was saying to one of the nobles, his back facing Rarity as she waited patiently for him to acknowledge her. “It was good enough for us to gain a foothold within their society and maintain it. But now that it has been cemented, we should take it all now! Just be finished with this farce.”

“I disagree,” said the noble, making a motion with his finger for the General to turn. He did, only giving Rarity a glance before disregarding her completely to continue his conversation. Rarity tried, and failed, to not puff her cheeks at this.

“You’re saying I’m wrong to just invade?” asked General Ikas. “To end the charade, allowing King Zed to be recognized as the true king of two domains?”

The noble let out an exasperated sigh before glancing over at Rarity to grant her apologetic smile before returning his attention to General Ikas. “King Zed and his advisors see no purpose in doing so,” he said, his tone suggesting to Rarity that this wasn’t the first time he had said this. “Please, no not take this as a slight. His majesty has more than once praised your leadership in regards to improving our overall military might! The skills of yourself and those under your command are not in question. It is, rather, a question of necessity. Is it truly necessary to invade this land? The answer King Zed has come to, and I agree with him, is no. By offering the hand of unity, they are none the wiser to the subtle manipulation we are using. Like this, they have begun to see the world as we see it while being none the wiser. They are giving us everything we need to survive with little resistance. And the longer this continues, the more ingrained into their society it will become. Now, let us compare this method to your own preferred method.”

“It would mean complete and utter victory for our forces,” stated Ikas, ignoring Rarity as she coughed loudly to gain the General’s attention. “Given the size of-” General Ikas then paused as he looked around, eyeing the number of mares around. Even giving a slightly disdained look at Rarity that caused her to huff and stomp a hoof on the ground. Really, how could this stallion who had bid such wealth for her treat her in such a manner? “Well, given the size of their land, I would estimate that we would have all major cities under our control within a week. Two at most should something unforeseen occur.”

“Hmm, I happen to agree with that,” replied the noble as he glanced at Rarity again. “The mass confusion by the populace would aid in our victory. However, what would happen when that confusion fades and realization dawns on them? Hmm? While we establish our holds on their major cities, those that remain will come down upon us with a force that would make things very difficult. Add in their former leaders and, well, I don’t like our odds all that much. And if they manage to contact their allies, show how we manipulated them, then that paints an ever bleaker picture. And let’s not forget that there will be those who will resist our rule in these controlled cities! More stallion power will be needed to control them. Not to mention the sheer logistics of running two kingdoms so far apart from each other.”

“I can assure you my troops will be able to handle all of that,” insisted the General, slamming his wine glass on a nearby table with so much force that it shattered. “Not only will we be able to take their lands, but we shall break any and all resistance! We shall-”

“Excuse me, my dear,” said Rarity as she stepped forward. Tired of being ignored and seeing that the situation was devolving into an argument instead of maintaining a festive attitude, she had decided that a mare’s touch was needed. A touch she gave to her stallion, her hand caressing his chest as she started from his neck before slowly moving downward while being careful not to touch his metals. “Perhaps a break from this discussion is in order? How about we sit down, talk, and get to know each other a little-”

Rarity’s words were cut off, silenced as a powerful hand clasped her mouth. With eyes widening in fear, her heart pounding, she looked at the steely gaze of Ikas. Though the noble looked aghast at what was happening, the General looked upon her with utter disdain.

“You presume to speak to me as an equal?” demanded Ikas as something seemed to burn in his eyes. “You, mere breeding stock, think that a conversation between us is necessary? It seems like you need to be reminded of your place!”

What happened next was a blur for Rarity. One moment, she was hearing the noble telling the General to calm down and not damage such a fine mare then the world seemed to spin before she was thrown to the ground. Coughing, she looked up to see that she was no longer in the party. Instead, it appeared she was outside in what appeared to be an adjacent balcony. Her back was pressed against a railing and the shadows of large tropical trees were cast upon the ground. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted large bats nibbling on the fruit. Then, when she looked straight ahead, she spotted General Ikas standing at an open archway leading into the sea of party goers.

“I paid a good sum for the only thing you are good for,” stated Ikas as he strode over to her. He moved so quickly that Rarity only had to blink once before he was standing no more than a foot from her. What’s more, his pants had been unbuttoned and unzipped, pulled down to allow his masculine shaft to breathe in the night air. It was a fine specimen, long and thick that would put some of her previous bedfellows to shame. Sadly, Rarity was not given much time to further examine that which was before her. No. One of Ikas’ hands grabbed the back of her head and forced her forward.

Rarity was taken aback by this sudden turn of events. Her face now pressed into the cock that would be breeding her, thicker and meatier than anything that she had ever dealt with prior. So much so that it might as well have been an extra limb! Its scent was as strong as the hand holding her there, the odor making its way through every crook of her brain while drowning most of her other senses. Then the other hand joined its partner, grabbing onto her mane and pulling her back. A growl of frustration could now be heard, one that sent a shiver down Rarity’s spine. After a short moment, Rarity felt the force behind her pushing her head forward once more. But this time, she was ready for it. She opened her jaw as wide as she could so that the cock of her stallion could enter her mouth.

Saliva began to pool within her as soon as the cock touched her tongue, the taste of which now being added to her sense overload. Once more, it was a powerful sensation that put most to shame. If she would be given a moment to show off her skills, she would have gladly teased and licked it while also praising it with her voice. If he allowed it, she would have even used her breasts to further please him. But the stallion was in no mood for that, only roughly shoving his mare breaking tool deep within her without stopping. Not even when it hit the back of her throat, causing the mare to gag and her eyes to water. He just kept pushing, kept hitting the back of her throat over and over again without a single care to what happened to her.

Tears continued to flow down Rarity’s face as it was roughly shaken back and forth, forced to fuck him with her mouth. The pain was unpleasant to say the least. It was like trying to take an entire fist into her mouth over and over again. Her jaw ached from how far she had to keep it open and the fear of what he would do to her if her teeth should damage his breeding wand kept her on edge! She had dealt with rough stallions before, agreed to harsh treatment if it meant pleasuring them. But even then, none of the stallions had treated her like this! All of them would have stopped when they saw the first hint of tears, checking to see if she was ok.

Not Ikas, and Rarity knew it wouldn’t be over until he was satisfied. Her situation meant nothing to him as his cock just continued to slam into her mouth, each thrust nearly causing her to gag. Still, the zebra mare did her best to pleasure him in the hopes that he would ease up or cum and be done with her.

Perhaps, had she been able to think more clearly, she would have known better. Ikas had bought her breeding rights for her next foal. So, even though she was wrapping her lips around his hardened member as tightly as she could while creating a degree of suction to help aid in his cumming, this would not be the end. He would continue to use her like this over and over again until his seed took root in her body. Only then would this treatment stop.

And this was only the beginning.

Eventually, after several minutes, Ikas came within her mouth giving the mare no warning whatsoever. The hot life giving fluid filled her mouth, granting her that salty taste that she normally loved so much. So much that both the taste and scent were inescapable, both flooding her senses in a way that would normally leave her a drooling mess. To have her lying there, mouth practically open as she used her fingers to scoop up the excess cum from around her lips before scooping it up in an arousing display of lust. But this time, all Rarity could do was stay where she was as she was still being face fucked by the Ikas. Even as he came, his cock continued to thrust into her throat making swallowing his seed difficult. It didn’t take long for his seed to escape her mouth, running down her body and onto the floor.

Ikas seemed to sense this as it was only then did he stop, pulling her head far enough so that his cock was out of her mouth. Rarity somehow managed to swallow what she could before taking long, deep breaths of air while her stallion looked down upon her with disdain.

“Pathetic.”

Rarity’s world spun, her face hitting the ground with so much force that she was surprised not to be tasting blood. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw that they were no longer alone. But these zebras were not there to help her, not there to convince her breeder to treat her gently. No, these zebras were already far too gone in their own lust to pay her plight any mind. One mare, a mare about half her size with breasts the size of watermelons, was using those hefty milk jugs to pleasure her stallion’s shaft as it was nestled between them. Another mare, one who was as plump as herself, was on her knees with several stallions around her. The mare was reaching out, stroking their hard members with both hands while her mouth satisfied the needs of another. Behind her, looking pleased, as a stallion who watched all of this with glee. Perhaps her stallion who was letting his friends have a go? Then there was a slender mare, one with a spinner’s body with such small mounds for breasts, was currently sandwiched between two stallions whose shafts filled both her lower holes at the same time. Then there was another mare whose wrists were tied to a wooden pole that rested on her shoulders. She lay on the ground, her flank spanked over and over again as she cried.

A sudden jerk from behind pulled Rarity away from the world around her and back to the situation at hand. Ikas roughly pulled her back by her tail, causing the mare to let out a scream before dragging her backwards. Soon she was on her belly, plump belly and tits dragged over the floor like she was nothing until her face touched something wet. It was his cum, which she had missed and allowed to touch the floor.

“So useless,” spat Ikas as he slapped Rarity’s ass so hard that it gained a shade of red that was far too bright. Tears were now stinging the former pony’s eyes, her teeth clenched as she tried her best to ride out the pain.

Before Rarity could say anything, she felt his massive shaft pressing against her entrance. Fear shot through her, her head lifting up to look behind her and beg him to go slow. But before she could pain shut through every fiber of her being as Ikas slammed his full length inside her in one go hitting her womb. The pain was great, so much that Rarity felt her body going limp as her face fell to the ground. But it was not so great as to knock her out, to allow her some escape from what was happening to her.

All she could do was lay there, whimpering and crying in pain as tears rolled down her face as Ikas began to thrust into her without a care in the world. Each movement he made was fierce and powerful, showing that he cared not for what would happen to her in the slightest. Every thrust he made rubbed her face more and more into the cum that, making that scent all the more inescapable as she felt like his cock was punching her insides. Soon even her cries themselves ended for it hurt too much to make a sound. All she could do now was silently cry and hope that it would soon be over. That he would knock her up tonight and it would be over with.

Again the world spun so that now Rarity was looking up at the star filled sky above her, her mane now acting like a weak pillow. But even like this, Ikas never left her as his thick cock continued to mess up her guts. Would…Would he fuck her so hard she could never give birth again? Would he make her reason for all she had done for the zebras mean so little? Only two births? The thought caused a new wave of silent tears to run down her face as Ikas brought his hands to her breasts. Weight was placed upon them, making Rarity feel like she couldn’t breathe normally. Then his teeth made contact with them, biting that she knew she was bleeding. Not that he cared, smacking them hard over and over again.

How long this went on, she did not know. All she knew was that, eventually, she felt the familiar sensation of cum coating her insides as well as the softening of a cock that told her he was finished. Ikas pulled out, standing above her as his cock continued to drip large white droplets of cum. Yet what scared Rarity was that, even in this low light with her vision blurry from all the tears and his face covered in shadows, she could still somehow see the anger in his expression.

“Not even getting up to clean my cock?” he demanded. Rarity, for her part, tried to rise so that she could abate his anger in some manner. But her body refused to move. “It seems like you have had it far too easy slut. But don’t worry, I plan on training you so that you’ll-”

“She’ll what General?”

Rarity could see Ikas jump slightly at the voice that spoke. The sound of hooves moving all around them caused the mare’s ears to perk, each one of them carrying weight. She blinked, her eyes feeling heavy as she continued to stare up at the sky. Yet still she refused to allow herself to sleep now.

Strong hands then took her by the shoulders, helping her up to a sitting position so that she could better see what was going on. The first thing that caught her attention were the guards. Several of the large zebra studs, all of them dressed in the uniforms with spears in hand, stood there surrounding the general with blank expressions that had a fierceness that pierced through the darkness. Even the General, for all of his power and authority, seemed to grow uneasy under their cold gaze. Of course, that unease was probably due to the three other zebras present. Standing there at the entrance leading into the party was the noble Ikas had been talking to, looking like he would begin shaking his head in shame at any moment. The second was Twilight, the zebra mare lightly biting her lower lip as if she were fighting back a lecture of something she wanted to give him. However, that right belonged to the stallion standing between them. The one who held all the power in the kingdom: King Zed.

This was the first time Rarity had ever seen the ruler of the zebras. The stallion stood there, his towering presence making every zebra else feel all the smaller as he looked down at them with his blue eyes. He wore a red cloth with traditional zebra patterns on it, wrapped around his body many times before having it loop over one of his shoulders and leaving those mighty arms bare. Slowly, the king was scratching his chin as he looked from Rarity to the General.

“So, tell me General, is this how we treat our race’s saviors?” asked the king in a tone that reminded Rarity of a pleasant day with thunder being heard far in the distance. The approaching storm that would soon sweep over everything. “Is this how you thank a mare who has left her home to help aid us? One who will give birth to our future daughters? One who will give birth to our future soldiers who will keep our nation safe? One who will give birth to the farmers who till the land and harvest what we need to live? Our future craftszebras? Future members of noble houses? Hmm?”

“I…fail to see how one mare matters,” replied the General. At that the king nodded.

“Yes, I see,” said King Zed, his tone saddened. “I can imagine why. What is one soldier when considering the whole? Losses are expected. However, we are still in a fight for our very survival as a species. We are stemming the tide of battle, as it were, but we are far from winning the war! It will still take time for things to become stable, for us to discover the underlying cause of our misfortune.”

“Then we must-” The General got no further as one of the soldiers there struck him from behind, causing the bearded stallion to fall to his knees.

“I know you hunger for battle, hunger to show the might of the troops under your command. But that desire has caused you to lose sight of what is important,” said the King before gesturing to Rarity. “I have heard of the deeds of this fine mare. How she was one of the first mares to come from Equestria, giving up her former self so that she may help us. How she is providing for the mares who are coming into our homelands. Truly, she cares deeply for our kind and wishes to help us with all of her body and soul. And this is the thanks you show her? Had I not been informed of what was happening by my beloved second wife and members of this party what was happening…I fear for what might have happened.” The King then let out a deep sigh. “It pains me to have to do this for a stallion who has dedicated so much of his life for this land and the zebras who live here. But what has happened this night is something that I can not look the other way nor excuse it in any fashion. You have turned a blind eye to your duty to safeguard our tribe in pursuit of your own desires. Therefore, with a heavy heart, I will see to stripping you of your command and sentencing you accordingly. Guards, take him out of my sight!”

“What?!? NO!” General Ikas screamed, throwing his hands around in an attempt to grovel towards King Zed. Yet he never got the chance as the soldiers around them descended upon him. Within moments, the General, soon to be former General, was dragged away. The only grace they gave the bearded zebra was not to have him dragged in front of all those gathered in the party.

Once he was gone, Twilight spoke up. “Thank you my beloved. Had I the authority, I would have done so myself without needing to summon you.” As she spoke, King Zed turned to look at the smaller zebra mare with a smile on his face. When she finished, the king began to gently stroke her face in a loving gesture causing said mare to close her eyes. For a moment, Rarity thought that the mare would begin to purr like her cat. Wait…her cat? Rarity tried her best to remember where that thought had come from, but her thoughts were once again becoming sluggish and murky. Not helped by how tired she felt at this moment.

“You did what was in your station,” replied the king. “Oh, how I wish I could give you the same authority as my first wife. However, those rights and privileges belong to her by right.”

“I understand,” replied Twilight. Then, with much reluctance, she turned to look at Rarity. “What shall happen to her? We can’t possibly put her back up on auction after what she has been through. Shall you claim her as your own or give her to one of the princes? Perhaps even one of your nephews?”

“A…tempting idea to be sure,” replied King Zed. “However, there are complications that would make such an act ill-advised. Since Ikas used his own family’s funds to purchase this mare’s breeding right, I believe that it would only be fair that she goes to his next of kin. If the stallion agrees to it, of course. If memory serves me correctly, he is a stallion of twenty if memory serves.”

“He does, though they were not on the best of terms,” said the noble, speaking for the first time. “I have heard from the former General many times about his heir; mainly that the boy was far too soft for his liking and nothing he did could remove that. He even had his son placed within the military for a while, but others realized that he just wasn’t suited for that lifestyle. However, he has been of great assistance within our majesties trade department and has even been helping with the transportation of goods to as well as from Equestria. I believe that the young stallion had also applied for a position running one of the new Mare’s Quarters.”

“Ah yes, now I remember,” said the King with a nod. “Well then, I shall grant him this chance to wash away the shame of his father’s actions. And perhaps, if everything goes well, he shall be given the great honor of breeding this fine mare for the rest of her life. That is if all goes well.”

From within the personal quarters of Princess Celestia, Ebony Chamber, stood in the corner as a private meeting took place. She was a mare whose coat was as black as the abyss of darkness, with a long mane of a silver color that was parted right at her horn and now dressed in what was now the new standard attire for maids at the castle. Said outfit was a black Prench maid’s skirt with a wide V cut that went all the way down, exposing the mare’s chest and stomach for all the world to see. This, of course, included her large D-cup breasts which bounced and jiggled with every step. A small white sash ran along her hips, turning the end of the skirt into a sort of mini blouse as there was nothing below that point. Her legs, flank, and even pussy were completely exposed to the world. Furthermore, it had been heavily recommended that she wear special zebra lotions on both her breasts and pussy. The lotion that had been spread across her breasts was a special formula that would keep them from sagging, though it did also make them feel a bit more sensitive as her nipples were in a near constant state of hardness. As for the lotion that was spread across her folds, that had been meant to help keep them clean as she worked. However, said folds felt a bit larger and her clit could clearly be seen.

Silently, she watched as a meeting between some of the most important (some more than others right now) in Equestria. The first, and the one who had fallen considerably in the social ladder, was the owner of this room: Princess Celestia. The white alicorn sat in her favorite ornate chair within this tiny domain, one which mimicked the authority that her former throne provided her while wearing a gown that looked like each thread was made of gold. Barely containing her massive breasts, the dress seemed otherwise perfectly molded to her body as it hugged every single curve the mare had while also containing a single slit on the side so that some of her leg could be seen. Her eyes, which were normally roaming down the bodies of the servants (now more than ever though the mare tried, and failed, to hide it) were now locked on the stallion who sat across from her with obvious disdain. There, sitting on the couch, was Prince Dreiga of the zebra tribe. Dressed in his own finery, he sat there leaning back on his seat with a leg crossed. In contrast to the princess’ gaze, his was more lofty. As if he didn’t take the solar alicorn seriously in the least. Nor did he fear her. Yes, this stallion was brimming with confidence and security as he sat there.

And really, who could blame him as was married to the most powerful pony in the room! Sitting now to him was Princess Luna, and judging by her appearance, she had embraced the new sexually awakened Equestria. Starting from her horn, it was capped in silver with a crescent moon charm dangling from it which matched the earrings she had on her now pierced ears. Moving down, she wore a silver semi-transparent cloth that ran down in two strips to cover her breasts before running down either side of her now pregnant belly before meeting at her hips were they connected to a silver chain. What’s more, the cloth had been enchanted by the princess herself, causing silver streaks to appear across her dark blue coat randomly. To some, those streaks reminded them of the stripes of the zebra while to others they were like shooting stars in a meteor shower. Bands that had once been golden in color around her neck, wrists, and ankles were now of glistening silver to keep with the color scheme.

To the ponies of Equestria, Princess Luna had become something more than simply the Princess of the Night. No, in this new Equestria, she had become the Princess of Sultry Nights. She was the Succubus Princess, she who presides over the Lewd Dream. Even Prince Shining Armor had noticed this, offering her a place within the castle as a new Royal Advisor which the former princess accepted. But that was then, before her marriage with Prince Dreiga! Now the Prince, along with some other notable figures like Spike the Dragon, were openly discussing that she oversee the Crystal Empire in his stead as its new Duchess. It would make more sense since he wished for her family to retake the throne should anything happen to him and his lineage…assuming, of course, she held no hand in that untimely demise.

Which, for their purposes, was the point.

“Is there any news about what has become of Rarity since last we met?” demanded Celestia, her tone brimming with anger.

“For an immortal mare, I would think you would understand the need for patience,” replied Dreiga. “Need I remind you that my role as a double agent will only work so long as no one suspects me? The occasional request would barely bat an eye. But, if they become far too frequent, that might just get their attention. More so when they notice that these requests always happen after I have one of these darling one-on-one conversations with my dear sister-in-law.” Then a smirk appeared on the stallion’s face. “What’s the matter? Is your time at the castle running out quicker than you imagined?”

Ebony watched as Celestia snarled like an enraged animal, gritting her teeth while clutching at the arm rests of her chair, the horn on her head taking on an orange color for a moment. A nerve had been struck. Thankfully, before anything could be destroyed, Princess Luna pinched Dreiga’s ear before giving it a firm tug. The zebra prince let out a yelp of pain as he suddenly sat straight up.

“Could you please not antagonize my sister?” chastised Luna as she let go. “As you said, time is not on our side. So, rather than wasting it you should put it to good use. Then, perhaps, we may put that mouth of yours to good use in other areas.” A smirk appeared on the darker alicorn’s face as Dreiga blushed. Then, in the blink of an eye, he composed himself.

“I assure you that my mouth, along with the rest of my zebra, is always in good use!” he stated. “You have never been left unsatisfied.”

“Only because I work you hard,” Luna shot back, a hand now caressing the cheek of her husband.

“If you two are done flirting, I’d like to continue this meeting,” grumbled Celestia, looking more annoyed by the second.

Dreiga sighed as he pulled away from his wife’s touch, leaning back into the couch as he shrugged. “Very well, very well,” he said. “You are very lucky that I do not jump whenever you demand it as I was able to inquire about Rarity’s condition without raising any suspicion. Not only that, but also the current status of both Fluttershy and Twilight.”

“And?” Celestia leaned forward a bit as she spoke, her eyes now eager. It almost reminded Ebony of a hungry wolf spotting its first prey in a while.

“Well, it should come as no surprise that the matter concerning Ikas has been dealt with,” began Dreiga. “The stallion, despite his former status, has been sentenced to hard labor in the far north where he will be hauling rocks for the rest of his life. Documents have been prepared in the event that Shining Armor is pressured into investigating the incident further.”

“I’m surprised he would do something like that,” mused Celestia, bringing a hand to her chin to look as though she were deep in thought. “If we could bring proof of this to the rest of the castle, then maybe-”

“Ah yes, the big smoking cannon!” exclaimed Dreiga with a laugh. “One stallion, ONE, has been caught mistreating a single mare. Surely my father has overlooked something so severe that would bring all of our plans toppling down. How could anypony not see that this single action means that the rest of us are up to no good?!? Should I shackle myself now and get it over with or would you like to present this wonderful information to the rest of the castle? Hmm?” Again, Dregia laughed before his mode turned serious. “Really, I would have thought that you would know better by now. While it is unfortunate that such a high ranking member of the government did this, it would have been thousands of times worse if he swept it under the rug! If he had tried to cover it up, then some of your supporters might begin to wonder how many others he has covered up. What else is happening to the mares who travel to my homeland. Honestly, had my father done that, it would have been the biggest gift he could have given you. Which is why he has done nothing to cover it up. If this news ever reaches the ears of your supporters, what little you have left, then my father will not fight any investigation Shining Armor sends. They can use their magic on the documents to confirm the date on which they were created, speak to the guards that were there, and even see Ikas if they so wished.”

Dregia then paused for a moment, the humor he had leaving his face. “Of course, it could have been worse for both parties had Ikas been allowed to take Rarity home with him. If the abuse she suffered from that one night was any indication on how he would have treated her, just imagine what days, weeks, or even months of that type of abuse would have done. From where I am sitting I can see several negative outcomes, though I am sure my father saw far more. One, of course, would be the potential new support for you dear sister-in-law. And then, once word reached the media, I am sure the number of mares willing to become zebras would dwindle significantly. As for yourself, well, I doubt Rarity would ever be the same after that. She might have been broken beyond anything either of us could do to repair. I seriously doubt you would wish for your victory in all of this to come at so high a cost.”

“For once, I will agree with you without a fight,” said Celestia heavily. “Speaking of her, you said you have news about her?”

“She has recovered nicely,” said Dreiga instantly. “From what I am being told, she is taking to the new Mare’s Quarters extremely well, helping to ease the transition of the new mares. Ikas’ son has been treating her well and, from all accounts they are getting along well. I even heard that she has been impregnated once again. So that’s good. The only issue is that she has expressed her desire to see her friend Fluttershy once again. Though, she is voicing this wish less and less as the days pass. Most likely, her memories are being altered more rapidly now. The same holds true for Fluttershy. Ever since she gave birth last week, the reports have been stating that she is taking to the new memories without any issues. I believe that, by the end of the year, her life story will be completely rewritten.

“As for Twilight, she caused us a brief scare. According to the guards watching her, the runes reinforcing the new memories on her were briefly strengthened after she met up with Rarity and Fluttershy. That, I will admit, caught most of our alchemists and rune experts off guard. Since then, we have been keeping a closer eye on her but so far the runes have not needed to act up again.”

“What could have caused this?” asked Luna while Celestia stared at him with hope in her eyes.

“Well, like I said, this caught us off guard a little,” said Dreiga. “The oils used to turn ponies into zebras was designed to better help them adjust. To rewrite their lives bit by bit over time, so that they would never have any desire to return home. However, with both Twilight and Cadence, we had to drastically alter their very being. Everything from the beginning to the point of their rebirth to ensure that they would never try to leave. To make them grateful for what we had done to them. That, along with doing it all at once, required the need of those special ruins. Right now, our best guess is that when presented with the right stimulation those old memories will awaken. Since they are so vastly different than what she recalls, they might have the power to shake more of the foundation as it were. Of course this is mere guess work. However, ever since we further separated those three, things have been progressing a bit faster.”

“So there is a chance that this can all be undone,” mused Luna.

“Well…yes, there is a chance,” agreed Dreiga. “The fact that something of the old Twilight was able to surface, even if it was for only a brief moment, should be proof of that. However, you can be sure that my father is taking measures to ensure that something like that never happens again. He is now keeping Twilight close to his side and I doubt he will allow any of her former friends close to her.”

“Damnit!” yelled Celestia as she slammed a fist into the armrest. “You zebras have created a huge mess.”

At that, Dregia looked honestly offended. “I can assure you that very few zebras know what is truly going on,” he stated, earning a slightly surprised look from Celestia. “This plan was conceived by my father and his will has been carried out by members of the royal family, the elite of the capital, and other select individuals that are needed. Even if that sounds like a lot, it pales in comparison to the general masses of zebras. They, much like the ponies of Equestria, have been told the same story.”

“Alright,” said Celestia after taking a deep breath, her chest bouncing slightly as she did this. “Then, allow me to ask a question that has been bothering me since the moment you agreed to help us: is Shining Armor one of those who knows what is going on or is his mind being manipulated by Farilla?”

“To be honest, I do not know,” answered Dreiga. As Celestia let out a growl of annoyance, Dreiga let out a long sigh. “Do you really think that my father would give me every little detail of the plan? All I know is that, when Princess Twilight announced she was coming to speak with us, my father informed me and my brothers about the deal between them. Nor have I ever met with this Farilla before. Though, if I’m being perfectly honest, I can see it going either way.”

Luna, for her part, leaned back in her seat as her head rested along the back of the couch so that she could look up at the ceiling. “Sadly, I can as well. From everything I knew during my short time with him, Shining Armor was an upstanding stallion who seemed to have the life that any sane stallion would be envious of. Married his school crush, came from a well to do family, loved by those who served under him, moved up in society and eventually came to live in a Crystal Castle. I could always see the love he had for his family, especially when Flurry Heart was born. The state that stallion was in! He…he was a protector. It seems wrong that one who had dedicated so much of his life, his very being, to protect Equestria would sell out everything he once valued. Minus the mind control which, to be honest, happened far too often with him. But, then again, he’s not the first of Equestria’s defenders to later turn on it.” There was a pause and Ebony could see that Celestia looked away from her sister, shame on her face. “I can honestly see a few things that could have turned him down the road towards darkness. Jealousy; he, a stallion who had tried to defend Equestria his whole life, was being upstaged by his younger sister while he was made a joke. Resentment towards the crown as we rarely ever brought him in on any of the threats facing the nation. Perhaps it was trying to help run the Crystal Empire and run the Guard on top of being a new father, the stress of it all just causing him to snap.”

“Ah, but villainy is always in the eye of the beholder,” spoke Dreiga. “Perhaps he too noticed the same issue that the zebras were facing. He saw the mare population was getting out of control. As one who is a soldier and burdened with the task of protecting Equestria, he could have been placed in the position where he had to betray it in order to save it. While I’m sure eventually Twilight and Cadence would have done something to help, going along with such a plan would have been the most expedient.”

Celestia snorted. “I highly doubt that.”

Dreiga just shrugged. “Well, you know him better than I do.”

Ebony watched as Celestia gritted her teeth, her wings twitching in annoyance growing further by the remark. The humble maid also noted that Luna noticed this as well, though she did nothing to discipline her husband this time. Rather, she gave her sister a tired look. Something that had become more frequent as these days of subterfuge became more needed, the two of them collecting information from behind ‘enemy lines’ while looking for those who might be having second thoughts about this whole mess. Both Luna and Dreiga were both feeling it, tired of Celestia complaining while they were out there to do her dirty deeds without so much as a word of thanks.

Though, for her part, Ebony knew how to get Celestia to thank her in that special way.

“As for Farilla, I have a hard time seeing her in a nefarious role,” said Luna, doing her best to keep the conversation moving. “Every time I see, she has an air of nervous innocence and her mannerisms have barely varied once. Either she is a great actress…or she was offered up as tribute to Shining Armor to complete the deal.”

Celestia let out a sigh at that. “I suppose we’ll have to leave it there for now. Sooner or later, the truth will reveal itself to us. Now, moving on, what is Shining Armor currently up to?”

A frown appeared on Luna’s face, Celestia stiffening when she saw it. “Applejack has been visiting him recently,” she said slowly. As she spoke, Ebony found herself slowly nodding as she too had noticed that the apple farmer had been in the castle more than once. Like so many of Equestria, she too had taken to the sexual awakening. She still wore jeans, but these now left her inner thighs and sex exposed while being held up with a leather belt. Beyond that, she wore nothing else, allowing her firm stomach and firm breasts to be seen and touched by all. Around her wrists were not rings of gold or silver, but instead bands made from rope. Those types of rings now hung at the end of her braided tail and mane, granting her a striking appearance.

“Applejack? Why? Is she worried about Apple Bloom?” asked Celestia.

“No sister,” replied Luna with a heavy sigh. “I don’t know if it happened before or after Sweetie Belle was converted into a zebra, but for some time now Shining Armor has been bringing Applejack to the Royal Bedchamber.”

“…No,” whispered Celestia. “Not her too.”

“It’s true,” said Luna as her horn then began to glow, a similar one appearing on the wall besides the gathered ponies. As one, they all turned to look as the image of Shining Armor appeared there. The stallion was on his knees, naked as sweat rolled down his still chiseled muscular form while his hands held onto the hips of an equally naked Applejack. Said mare was clearly in the throes of passion as Shining Armor plunged his cock deep within her, causing hearts to appear in the mare’s eyes. With each thrust, her breasts jiggled and bounced as her own sweat rolled down her milk jugs before being flung off by the force of Armor’s actions. Then, as Applejack lowered her head, both Ebony and Celestia realized that there were others in the image for the apple mare had brought her head down between the open legs of Sweetie Belle! The transformed zebra maid watched with lustful eyes, her hands playing with her breasts as Applejack began to vigorously eat the dripping cum coming out of the former unicorn’s sex. A stupid, slutty grin appeared on the younger mare’s face, her eyes rolling into the back of her head while her tongue hung out. Then, finally, there was Farilla. The zebra princess was completely nude for the first time Ebony had seen her, one hand on her small tits as she pinched her nipple while the other hand played with her clit.

“I walked in on them like this,” said Luna as the image vanished. “None of them seemed ashamed of what they were doing. When they finished, Shining Armor introduced me to his future second wife.”

“What?!?” Celestia yelled loudly. So much so that it shook the room, nearly deafening those who were not alicorns. Then, when the ringing stopped in everypony’s ears, they looked up to see Celestia with her hands covering her mouth and her head down so that her mane covered her face like a shroud. “How could he? She’s…she’s one of Twilight’s friends. He…Is he going to turn her into a zebra as well?!?”

“No,” said Luna with a sigh. “Apparently, somepony suggested to him that he should at least have one mare who is still a pony be one of his wives. Honestly, I can see the logic behind this. Making one of the heroes of Equestria in recent years and one of their former princess’s best friends one of his wives would further help to cement his new rule far better. In the people’s mind of course. That, and if Shining Armor is, in fact, does have honest malicious intent, then she is one of the last remaining Elements we have in Equestria. Basically, he is keeping her close to him just like how Zed is keeping Twilight close to himself and Cadence to one of his sons.”

“I can honestly see the appeal in choosing her, if that were the case,” said Dreiga, adding in his own two bits. “It is well known that Pinkie Pie loves her parties and having her would more than likely increase the number of orgies, she is far too chaotic to be placed in the center of any government for an extended period of time. As for Rainbow Dash, I’m pretty sure that her many fans might get angry if he suddenly claimed her for his own use.”

“I agree,” said Luna with a nod. “But, if Shining Armor is simply being controlled or manipulated, I can also see reasons why he would pick her. Hard working mare with strong family values, a great reputation among the ponies of her home town. Rags to riches story. Something like that is bound to capture the hearts of the ponies.”

Ebony watched as Celestia sank even more into her seat. “This is even worse than I imagined,” muttered the sun alicorn as she brought a hand to her forehead. For a moment, silence filled the room as the others allowed the former ruler of Equestria to let this new information fully sink in. Then, very slowly, she turned to Ebony. “And what have you been able to find out on your end?”

“Forgive me, but I must bear more bad news,” replied Ebony with a small curtsy, even this small motion causing her breasts to jiggle. “As requested, I have done my best to listen and observe the goings-on of the various lords and ladies that you have directed me to. Not once have their tongues halted in the presence of a lowly maid, continuing to speak as if I were not in the room. This morning, Sir Spike and Starswirl the Bearded were having a private meeting. It was during this meeting that Starswirl admitted calmly that, while he disapproves of the route the former princess took, all evidence points to Princess Twilight doing everything of her own free will. By the time I left, he told Sir Spike that the meeting that shall be occurring next week shall be the last.”

There was another long stretch of silence, all eyes trained on the former princess of Equestria. She sat there, mouth agape as she processed what had been said as the full weight of the implications fell upon her. Briefly, Ebony closed her eyes as she hoped that Celestia would not ask what else was going on with Spike since the last time she had asked. She doubted that the former princess would like to hear how one of Twilight’s former students, Smolder, was now living within the castle. How she had approached the purple dragon, doing her best to maintain some form of dignity as a dragon only for it to crumble as she admitted to him what she desired. She wanted liberation. The slender, small breasted dragoness longed for the same sexual freedom that those in Equestria had been experiencing. She wanted to dress up in revealing, sensual clothing. To be seen as desirable. When last Ebony had seen her, Smolder had been dressed in a similar outfit as herself with her clit pierced with a stud that had taken the shape of Spike’s mark: a dragon’s head breathing fire. The same stud that all of Spike’s maids wore showing the world that they belonged to him. Yes, Ebony highly doubted that such news would be welcomed by the princess now.

Then, Celestia stood up so quickly that it surprised all who were there followed by extending her wings to their full length. “We don’t have any more time to waste. I shall go and retrieve Twilight myself even if I have to fight through the entire zebra army to do so. Once we’re back in Equestria we can return her to her old self so that she can explain what-”

Uncontrollable laughter filled the room, interrupting the princess who then glared daggers at the source. Ebony looked as well to the cough, Dreiga nearly doubled over while holding his stomach as he laughed. After a moment his hoof stomped onto the floor, tears running down his face as he shook his head. Several longer moments, or perhaps minutes, passed as all the mares stared at him. It was then that the zebra began to slow down, his laughter becoming more controllable until he looked up at Celestia and proceeded to laugh once more.

“Oh, oh, that is simply a marvelous plan if I ever heard one!” laughed Dreiga. “You, all by yourself, will cross a continent, locate Twilight within the castle while fighting guards, and then sweep my dear step-mother off her hooves to bring her here. With your track record of dealing with foes, how can one not see this as a sure thing!” Then, all of a sudden, the laughter ceased as the stallion sat upright again before leaning back into the couch. A smug expression took over his features, not even flinching in fear as Celestia’s hands clenched into fists. “If I didn’t know how to count, I’d say you have had a smashing success in rescuing the day. But since I do have such knowledge, allow me to break it down for you. You were unable to defeat my dear wife a thousand years ago without the help of the Elements of Harmony, which are now lost to you forever. You were unable to defeat Chrysalis when she was standing right in front of you and on a separate occasion were kidnapped by her drones. You were defeated by the plunder vines, needing to be rescued once more. You entrusted the safety of Equestria to Discord and then were surprised when he betrayed you. A unicorn with a broken horn was able to fly her zeppelin right to your doorstep before imprisoning you in stone! Oh, let’s not forget how a filly nearly managed to take over the country you were ruling at the time.”

Dreiga paused for a moment, seeming to savor the reddening on Celestia’s cheeks. “From where I sit, I see two possibilities should you fail in this little temper tantrum. The first, and worst for all of us, is that when you get captured my father will do the same thing he did to Twilight and Cadence to you. He shall have the maids cover you in oil and mark you before the rings etched in the runes are attached to your wrists, legs, and neck. Stallions will surround you, feeding you semen while others shoot it across your body. Each drop turning you more and more until finally you become nothing more than a big titted zebra. Eventually your mind will be overwritten, the mare you are now will be gone while a zebra who burns to breed takes your place. Nopony in Equestria will ever know of your fate save for me and Luna as a cover up will be foal’s play by this point. Whatever damages you will have caused will be swept under the rug and repaired along with a cover story no doubt saying that you left Equestria in a huff after not getting your way. In the end, you will be happily shipped away to some noble or whorehouse to be bred for the remainder of your then greatly shortened lifespan. That is unless me and your dearest sister can manage a miracle. After all, we have made such wonderful progress in saving your dear niece, student, and the two other Elements so what’s one more?

“The more pleasant option is that you will be simply labeled as a criminal, an anti-magic ring attached to your horn as you rot away in a cell for attacking the capital of a foreign nation. Tell me, in either option, how will you be able to save dear Twilight and her friends then?”

“That’s only if I fail! If I’m careful then-”

“Sister, that’s still a big if,” said Luna who now stood, her words shocking Celestia. “While I disagree with the way Dreiga chose to express his view, he is correct: attacking the zebra capital will not help anypony.” Celestia looked like she was ready to argue, but Luna put her hoof down. “Sister, let’s say for the sake of the argument that you are able to get to Twilight or Cadence. That you single handedly broke through all enemy lines, grabbed her with your magic, and then brought her back to Equestria. What if you can’t undo the magic that is altering their memories and you get caught? You’ll then have the Equestria Guard on you for kidnapping a foreign princess! Tartarus, what if you do manage to undo the spell? The zebras will report what you did to get her back and then they will claim that you were the one to brainwash her and not them. They will have the evidence to back it up! Nopony will believe you. All they will see is a desperate mare who couldn’t accept what is happening, finally snapping, trying to force her ideas on another. And then…you’ll have to watch as Twilight is returned to King Zed, kicking and screaming the entire way.”

Celestia stumbled backwards into her seat due to her sister’s logic. Even Ebony found herself nodding at Luna’s predictions.

After a while, Luna and Dreiga left Celestia’s chambers with the promise that they had yet to give up. That they would continue to work at their own ends, searching for something that either King Zed or Shining Armor had overlooked. Something that they could use against them. But before they left, they asked Celestia to not do anything rash.

If only they knew, thought Ebony as she internally smirked. Still she kept her face straight and neutral as the couple left the room. For several long moments, the two remained where they were in complete silence. Once she was sure that neither of them were returning, the maid broke character. Shifting her weight to one side while placing a hand on the opposite hip, she gave Celestia an extremely smug smile.

“Oh my,” said the maid. “I can see why dear little Luna loves that stallion so much. Hearing him talk about all your failures got my juices flowing. Although, I would have gone on a bit longer. Asking you how it felt to have the ponies you had dutifully watched over for so long turn on you? To have everything you built turn to rumble so quickly after you left the throne.”

At that, Celestia lifted her head showing off her unamused expression. “You should know since the same thing happened to you. The only difference is that it happened after I left, unlike a certain deposed Queen. Now, if you are just going to spend your time mocking me instead of doing your job, I can see to it that you are returned to your prison.”

“And we were just starting to find our common ground,” said Ebony with a fake sigh as she walked closer to Celestia. As she moved, green flames flickered over her body. Her soft fur quickly being replaced with a shiny exoskeleton, fly-like wings appearing on her back, her mane taking on a more sickly green color, and her horn now appearing crooked. By the time she was in front of Celestia, it was not Ebony who stood before the former Princess of Equestria. No, it was Queen Chrysalis of the Changelings!

“Though, you could try to be a bit more friendly with your allies,” said Chrysalis. “I am doing you a favor for breaking me out of that stone prison.” Now in front of her ‘savior’, the Changeling bent down slightly so that her breasts swayed close to Celestia’s face. She savored the look in the alicorn’s gaze as well as the slight hint of pink that appeared on her cheeks. No doubt captivated by the sight of her form. Then, she pulled away from her mark, turning around with enough speed to tactically cause her tail to brush more to the side and giving her ‘mistress’ a slightly more revealing view of her flank. Well, that and letting her get a whiff of changeling arousal.

That seemed to rile Celestia up a tad. “Well,” she began before pausing to swallow loudly. “You might have a point. However, you were the one to make it clear that you were only doing this to thank me. It’s hard to count you as an ally when you won’t commit to anything.”

“That’s because you have so little to offer me,” replied Chrysalis, turning her head slightly to look at the alicorn. “The only thing you have over my horn is the threat of being a collector for bird droppings again. Though I wonder how dear, old Shining Armor would take it if he found out you freed me just to spy on him. He might just give me a far better offer for that bit of information.”

“Oh? Really?” asked Celestia as she stood up. Her voice was calmer now as she walked behind the true queen of the changeling race. “You and I both know that Shining Armor has no love for you at all. The best offer he would give you is a quick, painless death as your head is severed from your body. Or perhaps he will be cruel, simply locking you away in a cell before throwing away the key. The years passing you by as you sit there, arms chained to the wall, slowly aging and withering away with nopony to help you. Your only consolation being that I shall no doubt be suffering a slightly better fate than yourself. No doubt Shining will claim to have exiled me only to have sent me to King Zed to have my mind wiped and made into a breeding mare.” Celestia then paused for a moment, pressing her body against Chrysalis’ back. The Changeling queen grinned to herself as she felt the fallen pony princess’ nipples as they poked through the material and into her back. “No matter how you look at it, you will still lose should you side with Shining Armor. Me? At the very least, I can offer you something far more…pleasurable for your loyalty.”

As if to help punctuate her point, the solar alicorn’s hands touched the hips of the queen. Gently they began to caress Chrysalis’ body as they moved up and around to her front, drawing closer to her breasts. At the same time, Chrysalis felt Celestia blowing on her neck before warm lips touched her shoulder. Then it was her turn to pull away.

“All I’m asking is for you to continue to make use of your rather unique and impressive skills on my behalf,” continued Celestia as Chrysalis turned around. Now face to face with each other, Celestia began to cup the cheek of her spy. “That would include the ones that you have been keeping in reserve. All of those wonderful little talents and wicked cunning. In return, I might teach you some of mine.” As she spoke, Celestia’s hand parted from Chrysalis’ face somewhat until only the tips of her fingers remained. Slowly those tips began to descend lower, tracing the Changeling’s neck and stopping on the top of her breast.

Chrysalis shot the gesture a short glance before quickly returning to look into Celestia’s eyes. She then fought back a grin when she saw the light bit of green aura around the pupils of the alicorn’s eyes. So very subtle that you would have to know what you were looking for in order to find it. This little delight had been the product of months of effort on Chrysalis’ part as she had taken inspiration from the zebras and their own conquest of Equestria. To do this she had been casting bits and pieces of her magic on the food that the cake loving mare ate or just whenever her guard was down. Not enough to where she would know that something was happening to her, but just enough so that it would slowly seep into her mind and body. To gently nudge Celestia into the right frame of mind, letting her guard down for the big and final push!

And it seemed like she was farther along than the Changeling thought.

“Sounds nice,” whispered Chrysalis as she gently brushed Celestia’s hand aside before moving closer. Soon her bare breasts were pressed up against Celestia’s covered ones, their eyes locked. “But those ‘skills’ will do me little good once I am turned to stone again.”

“Then prove yourself to be a loyal and faithful friend to me,” replied Celestia, her hands returning to Chrysalis’s hips to pull her closer. “Do that and perhaps I shall make arrangements for a full pardon. Not only that, but I can assure you long standing employment under myself.”

“So either a prison in stone or a sex slave for an ex-princess,” whispered Chrysalis, her lips so close to the others that her breath could no doubt be felt. “Is that really the best you have to offer?”

“Then let me give you a taste of the better future.” As she said this, Celestia moved forward so that her lips could capture Chrysalis’. The true Changeling queen allowed this, opening her mouth so that her thin, snake like tongue could slitter into her victims. Oh, she could taste the need coming off this naughty lesbian, the desires she had kept pent up while trying her best to fix this mess. Now they were all coming out to her, Sun Flank’s mortal enemy!

At the very least, she knew what she was doing with that tongue. Far too often had Chrysalis dealt with foolish ponies who gave her a rather lackluster attempt while fueled with lust. Or maybe they were just bad at it. Who knew and who cared? What mattered at this point was that Celestia was using her centuries of experience, engaging her tongue with the Queen’s in a passionate display that caused said queen to moan.

Hands squeezed the Queen’s luscious breasts before the mounds of the former pony princess pressed into her own. That caused a shudder to run through Chrysalis’ spine, her eyes closing for a moment. The fabric of Celestia’s clothing rubbed against her nipples in just the right way to make them just a tad bit harder. As pleasure began to run through her, the alicorn’s lips began moving downward towards her neck. These weren’t the light kisses of a lover however. No, these were the actions of a needy, hungry mare who had gone too long without quenching the fires within her loins. Celestia’s tongue darted across the black form of the Changeling before a sucking sensation took hold causing Chrysalis to gasp. It might have been enough to leave a hickie or some other mark.

The back of the Queen arched as her pawn began making her way down, lips kissing that spot right above her breasts. Sucking in air she allowed it to continue as her pussy moistened, barely even noticing those hands that had moved to her flank. Though it was impossible not to notice being lifted into the air by a slightly impressive show of strength as she was then moved onto the nearby couch. Once her back hit the soft cushions, Celestia ensured that the black mare’s legs were spread with her in between them as she made her way further down.

Through her pants, Chrysalis managed a grin at seeing the white horn before her. All she had to do to finish the spell was for their horns to touch, her magic colliding with that of the alicorns as she seized control of her prey’s mind! It would be so easy at this point. Hands reached down to grab Celestia’s fat head only to have the alicorn drop down faster than she expected. A frown appeared on Chrysalis’ face as she tried once again to assert her dominance over the foolish princess. The one who dared play with the fire she knew all too well would burn her in the end. Yet before she could do so, Celestia’s tongue entered her folds.

A gasp could not be held back, the Changeling’s eyes nearly rolling back in her sockets as her legs pressed against Celestia’s head. The invading muscle was moving through her lower passage, seeming to be familiar with the tunnel and knowing exactly where the pleasure points were. Loudly the princess slurped, sucking in all of the divine Changeling juices that the greatest Changeling Queen had to offer. Then, somehow, even more pleasure was added. As Celestia’s hands kept a firm hold on her flank, the white alicorn’s magic was alight with a golden glow. That magic spread her folds even more and more! It felt like a dozen small tongues caressing her breeding hole all at once, moving in every direction while her clit…Oh, her clit! Somehow that magic nuzzled that cluster of nerves in just the right way. Small bursts of pleasure were shot directly into it which in turn seemed to travel all the way up to her brain to create such a pleasant fog of delight that caused her tongue to hang out. More juices began to flow as sexual delight rippled within her mind. Was that a finger or two moving towards her ass? What was she going to do now? Was she-

Then, in an instant, it was over. Celestia used her magic to teleport out of the clutches of Chrysalis’ legs only to appear by the doors.

“WHAT?!? You little-” growled the Changeling Queen, only to be silenced when she heard the door clicking. That noise signaling that it would soon be open. Frowning, she changed back into the form of Ebony though the scowl on her face never vanished.

“I told you I was offering you a taste,” said Celestia, opening the door as the green flames around Chrysalis subsided. “Perhaps if you bring me something more, you shall receive the full treatment. Though, I must warn you, many mares before you thought they could move on after sharing my bed only to become highly addicted to my skills.” And with that, Celestia left the room with Ebony doing her best to follow suit.

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