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                    Fashion in Stripes                     
                   -by Brony-wan-kenobi-                   
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Luna sat upon a seat that, at one point in time, had been her throne not too long ago. The black wooden chair, softened with elegant white cushions and a white crescent moon at the top was one of the few things she had taken with her to Silver Shores when she had retired alongside her sister. Why? Because she finally got the damned thing after going through literal years of red tape just so that the bit pinchers her sister hired could even consider the damned thing! And if anyone thought that, for just one moment, she was going to leave it behind after going through all that, they would have been out of their minds! However, Luna was not sitting in it within the spacious beachside home that she and her sister had purchased as part of their plan to retire. No, it was back in Canterlot Castle.
Though not in its original position within the throne room.
Instead, Luna had placed it within one of the many towers adjoining the main structure of the castle. The high, domed ceiling room in which it currently resided was made primarily out of marble bought from the Pie Family Rock Farm many moons ago. Similar white pillars circled the outer edges of the room with red silk banners which bore the symbol of the two sisters. At the top of the ceiling was a single chandelier where candles which had been blessed with magic to keep them from ever being extinguished flickered, their light reflecting off the many gems which had been crafted to resemble earth ponies, pegasi, and unicorns. The room lacked any sort of window, done so to keep the eyes of any curious pegasus from looking inside, and the only way in was through the large double doors behind the night princess which had come from the Everfree Forest.
In the past, this room had been used for some of the most important deliberations in Equestria’s history. There the ponies with the highest authority within Equestria would sit at one end of the large, circular table within the center of the room as they talked with representatives of other nations.
But not this time.
“Princess Celestia, I do appreciate your concern and welcome your council on the changes Equestria is going through. And it would be greatly appreciated if you continued to do so from this day forth. With all of that said, I must ask how much longer you plan on claiming sovereignty?” The speaker, Shining Armor, was dressed in his royal red military suit, his badges and metals he had earned over his years of service to the crown proudly displayed over his heart. He stared at the two princesses, his body and tone showing no signs of annoyance or disrespect. Not even a flicker in his eyes as he looked at them from across the table.
“Until this matter is fully settled,” stated Celestia, her voice also void of any frustration or venom. Luna glanced over at her sister seated next to her with a frown, knowing full that despite how calm she looked there was a raging hellfire underneath the surface. When they had left for their retirement, Celestia had longed to just lie on the beach in the skimpiest bikini that could hold her massive breasts as she watched barely legal fillies strolling down the sands or splashing in the water. To woo them into her bed, fully enjoying the pleasures she had denied herself for far too long. To have them worship her in a different way, screaming her name in ecstasy. The sun alicorn had even hinted, more than once, that she had hoped to seduce her former student.
Oh, how many times had Celestia brought up her plans for the younger purple alicorn? How many times had Luna walked in on one of Celestia’s steamy dreams which included Twilight? That she would invite Twilight to the beach, having them both disguised under the pretense of giving the new ruler of Equestria some time away from the throne. So that she could ‘let her mane down’ without the world knowing. From there, Luna would get a front row seat to all of her sister’s desires. Sometimes it would be taking Twilight to the nudist beach not too far from them, allowing Celestia to see the shape of the goods she longed to touch and taste while teasing the nerdy mare for hours in the same manner. Perhaps they would even pick up a few ‘friends’ throughout the day. Then, she along with the other mares would pounce upon poor Twilight with Celestia taking the lead, grinding their cunts against the other while the other mare’s tongues caressed their sweating forms. Other times, Celestia envisioned a slower burn. Simply dressing Twilight in a slim bikini before spending the day out at the beach, getting her former student to relax around her more and more. Then, when night came, they would have dinner followed by a confession of their desires for the other. Then, Celestia would take them to her room with the promise of making Twilight call her ‘mommy’ in a whole new way.
Those plans, sadly, never came to fruition as just when the first spring break had approached they had gotten word that Princess Twilight had stepped down from her role. Upon learning more through the paper, Luna had watched as Celestia was beside herself with concern; unable to enjoy the sights and delights she had been so looking forward to. How many nights did she stay up, wondering why Twilight would so suddenly hand over the kingdom to her brother? Why she had decided to get married to King Zed and not invite them or any of Twilight’s friends? And why would she allow herself to become a zebra? Luna too was plagued with these questions since she, while not having the deep (and lustful) connection that Celestia had with Twilight, still considered the former purple alicorn a dear friend. Perhaps her first true friend since her return from exile.
Their concerns only seemed to grow as time passed and the kingdom of Equestria began to rapidly move in a different direction. Growing until they reached the point where they felt they needed to step in once more before Equestria became something completely different.
“Princess, with all due respect, but the matter has been settled. Multiple times already,” came the voice of the new Captain of the Guard that had officially replaced Shining Armor: Flash Magnus. Luna’s eyes flashed in the direction of the pegasi legend, still clad in the bronze armor he wore in that era, as he sat next to Shining Armor. The stallion sat up straight, his expression neutral, while a young trainee of his, a griffon named Gallus, stood behind the chair in the more standard armor of Equestria at attention. Yet while his tone had been polite, lacking the arrogance that some of the nobles would use, there was something in that tone that irked Luna to no end. Perhaps it was because it reminded her of the same tone that Celestia would use whenever she was trying to politely point out when Luna was mistaken on something.
These words brought out a series of visible responses from around the table. The most obvious that Luna could see were the nods given by those who sat closer to Shining Armor. Most of them were ponies who, for one reason or another, sided with the new direction the unicorn stallion was taking the country. And while that was to be expected, Luna couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed at seeing a few of their faces. Specifically, the one belonging to Spike the Dragon. As one who had been so close to Twilight, seeing her as an older sister, Luna had believed that he would be the first in line to side with both the former Royal Sisters. Yet that was never to be as Spike had been one of Shining Armor’s defenders and supporters since the two arrived. A number which seemed to grow with each passing day. Of course, she and Celestia had their own supporters who scowled at the remark. Yet, Luna felt a small bit of worry as she saw that some of the ponies who chose to sit at their side of the table grimaced slightly. As if they believed the Captain’s words to hold some truth to them.
“On that, I disagree,” replied Celestia, her tone very calm. “There is still more we need to consider.”
“Forgive me, but I fail to see what more we can do to convince you that Prince Shining Armor is the legitimate ruler of Equestria,” said Flash Magnus, a slight frown on his features. “We have shown you the document that both Princess Twilight and Princess Cadence signed, renouncing their claims to the throne. Multiple ponies ranging from experts from across Equestria to yourself have looked at the document, all of them confirming that the signatures there match the two former princesses. We have checked the document for magic to see if the wording was altered or the signatures were placed there with a spell. What more could you-”
Luna slammed her fist onto the table, interrupting the Captain and causing some to jump in their seats due to this outburst. “Magnus, you know very well why we don’t trust that document!” the night alicorn said, her tone like that of thunder. “Yes, their signatures are there, but the only ones who can attest that they did so of their own free will are the ones preventing us from speaking with both Twilight Sparkle and Cadence. Prince Shining Armor should know full well that there are plenty of ways to manipulate both body and mind.” As she spoke the word ‘prince’ she shot a glance over at Shining Armor. “That, along with the fact that he is not more concerned that both his sister and wife have vanished without a word, makes this all the more concerning for us!”
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you are accusing me of some sort of nefariousness,” said Shining Armor, an eyebrow raised. “That is a very serious accusation.”
“If the-,” began Luna, only to be stopped as Celestia placed a hand upon her shoulder.
“We are not,” said Celestia smoothly, her gaze never leaving Shining Armor once. “However, we are alarmed that you of all ponies would be so…accepting of how all of this has progressed. Please see this from our point of view; Shining Armor, your wife and sister surrendered their claims to the throne without returning here to discuss the situation with you or any other pony. Not even a letter before this document arrived. Furthermore, Princess Cadence, your wife, leaves you and your daughter behind so that she can become a zebra and marry the first prince of Zebrica. Meanwhile, Princess Twilight, your only sister, also decides to become a zebra, marrying King Zed and becoming his second wife. In both instances, nopony in Equestria was notified of this until after the weddings were concluded. Not a word towards your parents, yourself, their friends, or even me and my sister. You’re acceptance of all this has been, to put it lightly, unnerving.” She then looked over at Spike, seeming unable to keep the disappointment from her face and voice. “Yours as well Spike.”
Princess Celestia then paused to take a breath, one that Luna knew was meant to keep her calm and collected as she returned to look at Shining Armor. “With all that said, we are thankful that you did not fight us on our temporary return to the throne. Nor have you interfered with our requests to see and examine the documents sent to Equestria by both Princess Twilight and Princess Cadence. Because of this, we’ve exhausted all tests we could perform to ensure that it is genuine.” She then gave a passing glance at Captain Magnus, a slight frown on her face. “The intent, however, is still in question. I am sure that all of you recall that my sister, Princess Luna, traveled to Zebrica six months ago with the intent of speaking directly to Princess Twilight and Princess Cadence. That, sadly, never happened.”
“If I may speak,” said a new voice, one that slightly irked Luna. With a scowl on her face, the night alicorn looked at the other figure sitting next to her: Prince Dreiga of Zebrica. Dreiga had become something akin to her shadow, having been by her side since his father had given the prince the ‘honor’ of being the official ambassador to Equestria. Though it wasn’t because of his position that Luna kept him close, but rather his rather carnal interests that would distract him from his duties should he ever be taken off his short leash.
Her scowl though slowly morphed into a smirk as she noted how uncomfortable he was in this moment. While there was still an air of cockiness that hung around his head, it was dampened as he began to shift in his seat. The stallion was no longer dressed in the traditional attire of the zebra stallions, instead wearing a rather fetching grey suit with a ruby colored tie. It seemed that in all his time here, he still found this type of garment too constricting for his tastes. And her smirk only seemed to grow as he shot her a look of envy, seeing that she was still wearing her black toga which allowed her more freedom.
After both Celestia and Shining Armor voiced their agreement, Dreiga stood at his full height. “As my father explained, my stepmother, Princess Twilight, has been busy preparing to give birth to her first foal as she is fully committed to helping my fellow zebras. This includes not only taking lessons that will help her take care of the foal, but also furthering her knowledge in our customs so that she may impart this herself onto this precious new life that she is bringing into the world. What has made this all the more important is that we have discovered that she is to give birth to my first sister! This will be the first natural born zebra princess in fifty years.” He then directed his gaze at Shining Armor. “As for your former wife, my brother, the first prince, has informed me that she will be giving birth to twins! Both a colt and a filly!”
“Yes, all that was explained to me,” growled Luna, her smirk having vanished halfway through his statement. “However, I do not see why I could not have a few words with her.”
“Forgive me,” said Dreiga as turned to look at Luna, placing a stripped hand over his heart as he did so. “But the importance of these births cannot be understated. This is not just so that my family line may continue, but it will also give my fellow zebras hope that this plan will work. As such, my family wishes to do everything in their power to avoid anything that might endanger their well being. And that includes having them avoid anything that might cause undue stress or anxiety.”
Luna gritted her teeth at that. “Just what are you implying?”
“I am not saying that you would do anything…intentionally,” said Dreiga as he turned his gaze over to Princess Celestia. “We merely wished to avoid a situation with my stepmother that might escalate quickly.”
“And who is this ‘we’ you speak of?” asked Celestia, her tone still neutral.
“Both my father and stepmother came to this decision,” was the answer she got from the zebra diplomat. “While Princess Twilight wanted to see Princess Luna once more and have a pleasant conversation, she began to doubt that such a thing would occur once she was told why your sister was in the capital. She felt like she would spend all their time trying to defend her actions while Princess Luna continued to doubt her. Her overly analytical mind was already going over all the…pointed questions that would come. Just thinking about them was enough to make her visibly upset, her doctor having to use a soothing oil to help calm her down. When my father learned of this, he agreed.”
Celestia opened her mouth to speak while Luna looked like she was about to slam her fist onto the table, yet both were interrupted as Shining Armor spoke. “And you are incorrect on another matter. Both my wife and sister did return to Canterlot to explain themselves to me.” For the first time, Celestia looked taken aback by this admission. No, it would be more apt to say that she looked like she had been struck in the jaw. As the seconds ticked by, and Dreiga slowly sat down, those who still supported the two former princesses began talking with each other in tones that did not bode well for them.
Finally, Celestia managed to collect herself. “Why didn’t you inform us of this? It could have saved time.”
“And don’t you dare say that we never asked!” hissed Luna.
Then, Shining Armor had the gall to let a small smile slip onto his muzzle. “To be completely honest, I am surprised neither of you did bother to ask.” Luna allowed herself to make a light growl, the sound causing Shining Armor’s expression to become more serious. “But the reason I didn’t bring it up was because I had believed that after you were done looking at the document, you would have begun talking to myself and others in the castle to see if we had actually spoken or gotten word from either Twilight or Cadence. Yes, you have talked to my parents and my sister’s friends, but that is all. Not once have you bothered to ask why I have acted thusly. Or anything else for that matter. Like you had already decided that my words wouldn’t hold any value.”
“It’s true,” said Flash Magnus, getting everypony’s attention back on him. “I will state on the record that never once has either Princess Celestia or Princess Luna approached Prince Shining Armor to speak with him on this matter. Nor have they spoken to myself or, as far as I’m aware, any of my guards. I suppose that that just goes to show how strong their faith is in the pony who they chose to be Captain of the Royal Guard.”
For a moment, Celestia remained silent before finally nodding. “You are correct,” she said in a somber tone. “When I had learned that neither Twilight’s parents nor her friends had received any word from her, I had assumed the same applied to yourself. I should have spoken to you and the rest of the castle staff before I sent my sister all the way to Zebrica. That is my error. One I hope you can forgive.” Shining Armor, to his credit, gave a firm nod that could not be mistaken for anything but.
“With all fairness, my words would have been taken with a grain of salt anyways,” said Shining Armor. “The only ponies in the room were myself, Twilight, Cadence, King Zed, and of course Farilla. And since I had wed her and there are no other witnesses currently present, you would have found my testimony questionable at best.”
“Naturally,” said Luna in a dry tone, shooting a quick glance at the zebra princess next to the unicorn. The new mare in Shining Armor’s life was a noticeable departure from what ponies were used to seeing. With a perfectly rounded stomach that neither made her appear fat or too skinny, just the right amount of softness, as well as mammoth E-cups similar to Princess Celestia, Cadence had a body that so many mothers and models would have killed for. In contrast, Farilla was more humble in her appearance. Her body was thinner, though thankfully not in a sickening way, while being a bit on the shorter side as the top of her head only reached to Shining Armor’s nose. Her mane was braided, each of her locks being white with seemingly random black stripes running through them. As for her bust, there was nothing much to speak of as they seemed just as slender as the rest of her body, either a large A or small B.
As Luna watched the lone zebra mare in the room, Farilla fidgeted slightly in her hand-me-down gown. Said gown was a milky white dress with blue gems emblazoned around the wrists and hips, one of Cadence’s more simplistic gowns altered to better fit its new owner. Unlike with Dreiga, Luna felt no joy in this mare’s discomfort. Mainly because she actually sort of liked this mare. When they had first met, Luna had noticed the calloused hands and firm muscles which told her that this mare had had to endure much physical labor throughout her life. Like how she had had to make her way from Zebrica to Equestria on hoof, much like how many ponies had to do so back a thousand years ago. The way she shifted now showed Luna that this life of fancy was something she was still not used to. Something that made her feel uncomfortable, even after all these months.
Yes, Luna found that this mare had earned a gleam of respect in her eyes. Something that grew bit by bit the more Luna got to know her. Unlike a few of the mares who had married into nobility, she never made a show of it by buying dress after dress to waste the tax payer’s bit or throwing herself lavish parties. She was humble, always thanking the staff for their hard work and even asking if they wouldn’t mind a hand. The staff always refused, but it was clear that many of them appreciated the gesture.
All in all, she would normally be the type of mare that Luna would like to get to know better. Perhaps, in time and if she wasn’t married to Shining Armor, they could have been intimate. She wasn’t like her sister, a mare who would shutter at the very idea of laying in bed with a stallion. No, she was a mare who could appreciate the pleasures both sexes brought with them.
But there lay the problem: Luna didn’t know this mare enough to take her at her word. Even if she did, that trust would only get her so far with the stakes being as high as they were. Not without somepony else from Equestria to vouch for what was no doubt said behind closed doors. Somepony whose trust was without question.
“To be honest, when I heard that King Zed was here with two zebra mares, I had no idea who they were,” continued Shining Armor, his words gaining Luna’s attention. His gaze had left them, now staring at the table with his head lowered slightly. “I had thought that they were mere attendants to which served his royal house. It was only when I saw their eyes that I knew who they were.” Shining Armor then let out a loud sigh, not bothering to look up. “The shock and surprise I felt was second only to what they had come to tell me.”
“…I see,” said Celestia slowly, bringing her hands together. Right now, she and her supporters were all watching Shining Armor very, very carefully. “And you were ok with it?”
“No,” he stated simply, his eyes rising to give Celestia what felt like a dirty look. “How could anypony be ok with hearing your wife saying that she was leaving you and your daughter out of the blue like that? How could anypony be ok when hearing that your sister had given up everything that made her special, what she had studied her entire life for? I…I admit that I was ready to throttle King Zed right then and there. To trap him in one of my most powerful shield spells and hold him hostage, with the lone conditions being that he return my family back into who they really were!”
As he spoke, Shining Armor’s voice had begun to rise while his nostrils flared slightly. Then, his eyes widened a bit before he let out a deep sigh. When the prince spoke again, it was calmer. “Thankfully, both Twilight and Cadence helped me to calm down as they explained the situation. That this was a decision that they had not come to lightly. The zebras had tried everything, including a gender swap potion that, while it turned the stallions who drank it into mares, still left them unable to bear any offspring. Time was of the essence, the two feeling that they needed to get the ball rolling as quickly as possible before any serious damage was done to Zebrica and its citizens. And…And you all know how my sister is! She would never insist others to do something that she wasn’t willing to do herself!”
“That…is true,” admitted Celestia, nearly through gritted teeth. “But are you sure that they weren’t under a spell of some sort?”
“If I did, then I would have had them detained until a proper screening could be conducted,” was Shining Armor’s response. “But I believed them when they said this was what they wanted. I saw the way Twilight was looking at King Zed. She clearly cared for him and judging by the way he was looking at her, he felt the same.” Shining Armor then let out another sharp breath. “As from Princess Cadence, the…the doctors in the empire have told us that we were lucky to have Flurry Heart. The odds that we would have another together while I was still alive were slim to none. Something to do with her being an alicorn. While she was away, I began to get to know Farilla and, well, was considering asking her to become a surrogate or even a second wife so that we could have that large family we always wanted.” At that, Farilla blushed madly as she too looked down. “I believe, from the bottom of my heart, that Cadence was showing her love in that moment and helping to become a mother that would save another race from extinction.”
“We will need to check with the doctors about that,” said Celestia quickly. “But, even if we know their motives, how can you support such a system that turns our mares into breeding-”
“Has any mare been taken against their will?” interrupted Spike, his voice cutting off Celestia in a tone that took her off guard. “Has Shining Armor done anything like Sombra? Leading groups of ponies with chains around their necks like slaves? Did any of the mares cry out to Luna that they didn’t want to be there while she was in Zebrica with the first group of volunteers? Before or after they were changed?”
“No,” answered Luna flatly. Now it was her turn to let out a sigh, thinking about the once colorful mares who were now striped. “From what I saw, all of the mares were excited to be there and ready to begin. I also checked in with them before my return to Equestria. None of them had any complaints. Not about how they were being treated or the loss of their wings and magic. They all seemed well taken care of while appearing content.”
“If I may speak,” said Farilla, her soft voice gaining everypony’s attention causing her to let out a small ‘eep’. For a moment, she sat there trembling visibly as some of the most powerful and influential beings in all of Equestria stared at her. It was only when Shining Armor placed a hand on her back, did she appear to calm down. The small mare then took another deep breath as she somewhat looked in the direction of both alicorns. “My people…I have heard how thankful they are for this. So many of the older mothers have written to me and Shining Armor, thanking us as well as the whole of Equestria for what we are doing. That family…won’t die out. That soon we will begin to hear foals running through the streets again and playing. I…I just wanted…you to know that.”
“I…do understand,” said Celestia with a small nod, causing Farilla to return her gaze towards the table fully while a blush appeared on her face.
“And…And this isn’t a one w-way deal,” she said, a slight tremble running through her body. “Zebrica has already sent well over three hundred stallions. Y-You know, to help with y-your nation’s gender i-imbalance. Not that it’s as bad as it was in Zebrica! But, well, that’s how it starts and we, well, d-don’t want you to g-go through what…we did.”
“I am aware of this as well,” said Celestia, a frown appearing on her face. “Though I personally think it’s a little premature to suggest Equestria would face the same issue as Zebrica. The last report I read said that mares outnumbered stallions two to one.”
“Forgive me, but that number is only an average within most major cities,” said Shining Armor, now frowning. “In some areas, the divide is greater. In Ponyville, the number is closer to five to one. In Hoofshire, mares outnumber stallions four to one. But in some of the smaller towns the numbers are far worse, reaching fifty to one! What’s more, before my wife and sister left to first travel to Zebrica, they had spoken about several fights breaking out into these areas where the stallions were being fought over. And I’m not talking about a heated argument in the streets, but full blown fights that ended with some of the mares ending up in the hospital.”
“Yes, we are aware of that,” came a voice from the Royal sister’s side of the table. One that made Luna wince. Going her best to remain calm, Luna looked over to where the voice had come from; the stallion sitting on the opposite side of Celestia and the most influential member of the ponies supporting them: Starswirl the Bearded. It had been he, one of the wisest and most learned unicorns in Equestria who had rallied enough support for the two sisters to reclaim enough of their political power. But the tone he was using now caused a pit to form at the bottom of Luna’s stomach.
Briefly, Starswirl cleared his throat. “While I was not there to witness the events, Princess Twilight had asked me to help look into the matter when the town’s mayor requested an audience. Poor mare had been head butted by a unicorn, her horn going right into the gut. Another mare, a pegasus, lost a few of her primary feathers and was lucky there was a unicorn in town who had the medical magic needed to reattach them or else she would never have been able to fly. Another mare had her arm broken in three places.” The old wizard then shook his head. “It was sad. Truly sad. They had tried talking the issue out, even trying work out a herd, but the stallion’s marefriend refused to budge on the issue. Mainly because she would have to share him with ten other mares.”
Shining Armor gave a solemn nod. “Yes. Thankfully that has been the most extreme incident concerning this issue. Most of them end when the police or the local sheriff shows up to break it up. A few have given into the idea of herds, but usually try to keep it to three mares. But, we fear that soon we will be seeing this occurring more and more. Without more stallions, mares who wish for a family will have to start sharing a single stallion with an ever growing number of mares. At what point do you suppose we should stop and do something about it? When it reaches ten? Twenty? When the whole block is sharing the same stallion? What happens when every foal in one of these towns is a half sibling?” There was a pause, allowing Shining Armor’s words to sink in. They all knew what would eventually happen to these towns. Sooner or later, without new blood, the towns would fall apart no matter what. Either from the gene pool becoming too thick or everypony there just dying on old age.
“As Farilla said, we have a gender imbalance of our own,” continued Shining Armor. “While we are not at the same point as Zebrica, we will reach that point eventually if things continue at this rate. Meaning, if we take action now, we can avoid the same situation! The return of the Crystal Empire has helped in adding to the number of stallions But not enough. Not even close. The next option would be to forcibly move stallions out of their homes where their numbers are higher across Equestria so that things can be evenly spread. Hopefully, nopony in this room is foolish enough to believe that that would be a path worth pursuing. What right would we have to force any Equestrian citizen out of their home, away from their life, just to give another stallion breathing room? There would be chaos in the streets! Besides, that would not solve the problem.”
“Shining Armor, surely no pony in this room would ever suggest forcing them,” said Celestia. “But perhaps something more akin to what you are doing now with the mares: convincing them to move in order to-”
“Did you not hear what Prince Shining Armor said!?!” yelled Flash Magnus, his cheeks turning scarlet in rage. “Even if we did do that, it still wouldn’t fix the underlying problem! All of the stallions we are getting from Zebrica have come of their own free will!”
“And yet, not all of them are willing to go through the same thing that our mares are,” said Luna, a small smile upon her face as she gazed over at Farilla. “Tell me, Princess Farilla, why is it that you haven’t become a pony like the rest of us? Surely, there is a means.”
“W-Well yes, t-there is,” stammered Farilla. “K-King Zed has sent shipments of the oils needed along with the stallions. I…I just am, well, nervous is all. And I…Shining Armor said he actually finds m-me pretty the way I am.” She then gulped loudly before looking up at Princess Luna, her eyes tearing up a little. “Are…Are you going to force me to c-change?”
“No,” said Shining Armor swiftly, his words echoing through the room before Luna had a chance to open her mouth. “The reason why Zebrica wishes that all mares who enter become zebras is simply because of the massive gender imbalance and wish to repopulate their own race. All mares who volunteer are told this and accept it. That is not the case in Equestria. Since its founding, we have worked to build the relations between the three tribes. Never have we banned the intermingling between earth, unicorns, and pegasi. In fact, we have always encouraged them. And since we have begun speaking to our neighboring nations after the Storm King’s defeat, we have also begun accepting others. Right now, in Ponyville, there is a very happy couple where one is a pony and the other is a yak. Tell me, should we force this yak to change her species using this oil? Personally, my answer is no. It goes against everything I stood for when I was the Captain of the Royal Guard, defending the belief that we can overcome anything if we look past our differences and work together.” Though she doubted many would have noticed it, Luna saw her sister stiffen slightly as her own words were now being used against them. “There have been many zebras who have used the oil, becoming members of one the three tribes. And that is their choice. But there are some like Farilla who wish to remain as they are and are already forming bounds.”
“And bringing their culture with them,” said one of the other supporters on the sister’s side. Neither Luna nor her sister could hide their wince as the elder mare spoke.
“Oh, is that what this is really about?” came a newer, softer voice from those who sided with Shining Armor: Somnambula. The mare stood up, revealing her new choice in fashion…as well as one of the changes that had urged both sisters out of their comfortable retirement. As both Equestria and Zebrica had begun to mingle more, bringing forth a sort of sexual revolution. How it had started, nopony really knew.
One such change that this ‘revolution’ brought was standing right before them. The pink pegasi from ancient times was still wearing the headdress that she was well known for, but the rest was far different. No longer was she wearing her white robes, but instead her body was laid bare for all the world to see with barely anything covering it! Her B cup breasts were held up by a transparent white cloth, showing off her pierced nipples. Somnambula placed a hand on her hip, right on top of a thin golden chair that held up held up two pieces of similar cloth on either side yet left her sex exposed for all to see. Including her pierced clit whose stub was in the shape of Stygain’s cutie mark; something that Luna had heard was becoming common among mares who submitted themselves to a particular stallion.
Briefly, Luna sucked on her lower lip as she looked upon one of Equestria’s greatest heroes. While Somnambula’s fashion was a bit on the extreme in terms of the new changes, it wasn’t by much. It seemed like mares were now wearing less and less, wearing attire that would fit well in a smutty harem mare story. Clothing was moving more towards accentuating mare’s features or showing them off in more explicit detail. Sure, there were some mares out there like Farilla, but they were at the opposite of the extreme. And judging by how things were going, Somnambula’s fashion might soon become the norm!
Luna heard her sister gulp before she spoke. “It is something that concerns both myself and my sister,” said the sun alicorn. “This sudden shift in fashion. Strip clubs and brothels appearing in every town, even here in Canterlot. Escort services and love hotels. Mares are now debasing themselves, acting like cheap whores all under Shining Armor’s watch.”
“We prefer to call it sexual liberation,” said Somnambula, sashaying her hips slightly as she spoke. Slowly, the hand that had been resting on her hip reached down to stroke her clit piercing, a lustful, unabashed moan filling the room. “Yes, it’s so liberating to just let go. Showing off our bodies. Besides, those businesses are helping the economy boom.”
“And submitting to stallions,” began Celestia, only to be cut off by another moan from Somnambula.
“What’s so wrong about that?” she asked. “Honestly, I wish I had tried it sooner! Just surrendering all my control to a stallion is so freeing!” The pegasus then stopped, bringing up her fingers slick with her own juices to her mouth. “And once again, it's not like anypony is forcing us to do this. Since the sexual liberation started, rape and fights over stallions has gone down dramatically. The only ones who are complaining are the ones past their prime.” As she finished saying that, Somnambula began to suck on her fingers one at a time as she sat down.
Celestia then opened her mouth, but was cut off as Shining Armor took to the floor once more. “Princess, I am happy that you care about Equestria. But, is this going to be what will happen whenever Equestria moves in a direction you dislike? That you will stride back in, demand the throne back for however long you desire, and then skip on back to your seaside cabin? Please remember that you and your sister willingly retired. Nopony forced you out and made you give up your crown to my sister. Whichever way Equestria decides to go will be up to us…and we will live with the consequences be they for the better or for ill.”
For a moment, nopony said anything. But Luna could feel the eyes on Celestia and herself. She could just tell what they were thinking and it wasn’t good. Even from those who sided with them, the fear that they would do this again and again was there. And, as much as she hated to admit it, Luna understood their concerns.
“I can assure you, that shall not come to pass,” said Starswirl, his words either damning them or coming to their rescue. “The main reason why myself and others felt it was necessary to temporarily reinstate the two sisters has solely to do to our concerns over who the throne truly belongs to. Was Princess Twilight forced into signing that document or is it legitimate? Until such matters are decided upon, we need to proceed with the utmost caution. For example, if Princess Twilight didn’t sign it of her own free will or was pressured, it will be her will that will guide this land.” He then took a breath before sighing. “But, this can only last so long as there is sufficient support behind the Royal Sisters. We cannot continue this forever. The citizens of Equestria need clear leadership.” Luna closed her eyes at this, but nodded all the same. The message he was giving clear to the two alicorns: time was running out.
“I can’t believe this,” muttered Luna under her breath as she walked through the halls of the castle. The sun had begun to set in the distance, creating multiple hues that colored the sky while the first group of stars were beginning to twinkle above them. Candles and torches were being lit by the castle staff, lighting the hallways for the final hours before everypony went to bed. All of this was done without either sister having to light their horns, no doubt thanks to the device that the sister had left Twilight and was now being used by Shining Armor.
“I wholeheartedly agree,” said Dreiga as he walked besides her. Luna glanced over to look at him, seeing his eyes were half-lidded as he looked back while a small smile played on his lips. “Showing up with nothing to support your claims that something is amiss, your own report saying that the mares who have gone to Zebrica have done so willingly and are happy? How could they not leap to your side? It just doesn’t make any sense!”
Luna gritted her teeth at that while her cheeks darkened in embarrassment. He had a point and, damn it all, she hated to admit it. Both she and her sister looked like fools back there, grasping at straws at this point. Even Celestia knew it as she had walked away from the meeting far quicker than normal, heading back to her old room to be alone with her thoughts. She probably didn’t even want to look at Luna, perhaps silently blaming her. But what else could she have done? Lie? To tell everypony there that the mares who had left Equestria were forced into slums and desperately wanted to return? No, she had to give her honest testimony or else they would have had even less time than they already did!
Even though that wasn’t saying much as she could see their time running out quicker. Unlike her sister, Luna had deliberately allowed herself to fall behind the rest in order to watch Shining Armor’s group leave. There she had seen a few waiting for them, the most heart wrenching of all were the three waiting for Spike. Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Gabby the Griffon were there, dressed in the new and optional maid uniform: matching black panties and bras that had white trimmed lacing around the edges as well as a white cloth corset around their waists. As Spike approached them the three smiled happily upon seeing him before bowing their heads in submission and respect. Luna watched as Spike caressed the flanks of the three, earning a soft chorus of moans from the three. Luna’s heart clenched at seeing two of the three fillies she had once helped reduced to this, made all the worse that she couldn’t stop it. But, as she watched them follow behind Spike, their hips sashaying the entire time, she knew there was nothing she could do right now. She knew that they had willingly surrendered all of their potential, becoming a part of the growing tidal wave that was this new sexually liberated Equestria. She had watched them in their dreams, ones filled with lust for the dragon and willing to be bred by him over and over again, and found nothing there that would indicate that they had been forced into this role. And without some form of complaint or proof that something foul was going on, she was powerless.
If only that was the worst of it. While she had focused on the three maids, Luna had noticed that the group surrounding Shining Armor had grown! With her own eyes, she had seen some of the nobles who had voiced their support of the two sisters catching up with the prince. What they were saying was next to impossible for her to hear, but given their body language it wasn’t hard to guess. How long would be it until they publicly supported Shining Armor as the new ruler of Equestria? And how long until their temporary rule ended?
Still, she wasn’t one to let this upstart get the last word. And they weren’t out of this yet!
“A lack of proof does not mean,” she began, but halted in her words as she saw that Dreiga was no longer looking at him. Instead, his gaze was laser focused on events happening down a different hallway. There, several figures could be seen against either side of the walls. At one end, one of the scantily clad maids was pressed against the wall. Behind her stood a guard, pants down and one hand pulling her panties off to the side so that his cock could plow deep inside of her. Though the hallway was dimly lit, Luna’s eyes were well versed in seeing with a lack of light. As such, she had no trouble seeing the expression of bliss on the mare’s face; her eyes appearing both vacant and dumb as drool dripped from her open maw. That drool was flung to the wall as each time the guard thrusted, her body was slammed hard against it while her hands remained planted on its surface. On the opposite side were three other maids, two of which were wearing the more traditional maid uniform. But all of them stood there, legs spread and panties pulled down to the ground while their tops were also pulled to the side so that one or both breasts could be exposed. The maids played with themselves as they watched the scene unfolding before them, kneading their breasts and pinching their nipples with one hand while their other rubbed furiously against their sex.
A low growl escaped Luna’s throat. One of the changes that Shining Armor had made, again thanks to this new sexual liberation, was that the guards could have their way with any willing member of the castle staff. Something that both Royal Sisters found out as they made their way to their old room that first night, spotting the intercourse several times with some of the maids even offering themselves up for the two alicorns. Upon examining the fine print, Luna was somewhat thankful that Shining Armor wasn’t giving the members of the guard free reign to run rampant with the castle staff. Rooms that were commonly used for official business were strictly off limits, those guards who were being disciplined had this ‘perk’ rescinded for an unspecified amount of time, such actions could not take place while on medium to high alert or when visiting dignitaries were in the castle, and so forth. What’s more, ever since this had been added, the number of ponies signing up to become part of the guard had greatly increased. Though none of that meant that Luna approved of the rule.
Nor did she approve of the fact that Dreiga looked ready to approach the mares, a lustful look in his eyes. The zebra stallion grinned, taking a step towards the three maids while one hand reached up to the top button of his shirt. But before he could unbutton it and join in, a blue aura surrounded him completely. The next moment, Luna was marching down the hallway away from the carnal display with Dreiga’s hoofs sliding against the floor as he was dragged behind her.
“You have far better uses for your time,” said Luna as she walked, folding her arms right beneath her generous cleavage as she did so. “You may fail to please them at your leisure once we are finished.”
Without needing to turn her head, Luna could tell he had flinched at her words. But when he spoke again, his voice had returned to the arrogant tone she had grown accustomed to. “Oh, my dear Princess, is this the only way you can get a stallion to follow you? Dragging him around against his will? So desperate. Perhaps if you loosened up a little you wouldn’t need to resort to such an act.” At that, Luna merely cocked an eyebrow as she brought the stallion before her. Now she could see the smirk on his face. “With that said, I do believe we are done for the day. As I thought I clearly stated you have nothing that-”
“And as I was trying to say before your that tiny stump between your legs took control of your brain,” interrupted Luna, hiding her own smirk as his faded slightly. “Just because there is a lack of proof at the moment due to the, shall we say, convenient excuses that our nation has given use does mean I shall halt my efforts to find the truth. I am sure they are there, much like the mountain of proof of the unsatisfied mares whom you have been with since coming to Equestria.” White and black cheeks darkened at this, either due to the statement about what his nation has been saying or to his male pride. Maybe even both. And seeing him like this was enough to cause her a brief smile as Luna basked in her small victory.
“I can assure you that never once have I heard any complaints about my performance,” he stated, still looking flustered. His voice was smaller as well, nearly a whisper.
“Oh?” was Luna’s reply as she released her hold on Dreiga, one of her hands moving up to her chin as she smirked. “Then it is I who must ask forgiveness from you. Judging by the way you trail after the most desperate of horny mares, I had figured that you seldom get repeats with them. That and the fact that once you are done, those same mares are already back on the prowl, searching for another to quench their thirst.” Dreiga’s face morphed into one filled with rage, the image alone making Luna’s day.
“I,” he began, looking ready to snort a reply. His eyes were like daggers as they glared at her, as if hoping that his look alone would be enough to end her life. His hands balled into fists, perhaps ready to strike her at any moment. And seeing all this, Luna merely smirked a little more broadly as her horn lit up. If he wanted to move this from a battle of words to that of action, then she was more than willing to comply and vent all this frustration. Frustration whose source stemmed from him and perhaps the whole zebra tribe.
But, before he could do anything, the threatening look he gave her ceased. Calm retook his features as he straightened up. “Please Princess, don’t go insulting your own subjects in such a matter. All I have seen are mares who are in need, begging for the assistance of a healthy stallion such as myself. It would be a shame to deny them. But, if we were to entertain the notion that my performance was, shall we say, sub-pare, then at least we have something to measure it by. Something that cannot be said the same for you. Tell me, when was the last time you shared your bed with another? A month? Two? A year? A thousand?”
Luna felt her eyes narrow, wings twitching slightly as they wished to showcase their full might. But, Luna kept them down as she refused to show this upstart how much that comment stung. “I actually have standards,” was her reply.
“Oh do you?” came the zebra’s reply. “Then may I be so bold as to suggest that they might be a tad high?”
“What do you suggest? Lowering them until they are at your level?” laughed Luna. “With your meager skills at pleasure, I doubt you could even give me a proper warm up much less having me howling in pleasure.”
Dreiga smirked. “Perhaps you are undervaluing me and my skills,” he stated. “I would happily put them to the test. What say you?”
Luna didn’t know how they had gotten to her room, nor did she care in the moment. Her lips were currently pressed against Dreiga’s as they battled for dominance as they both stood near the bed. Tongues rolled over the other in a battle for dominance while their bodies pressed against the other, refusing to give up an inch. Luna felt their tongues as they did battle, rolling around over and over again as the seconds turned to minutes while feeling the other’s mouth. She could feel him moaning into her mouth, the vibrations felt on her teeth and, much as she didn’t want to admit it right then, she moaned likewise. Their bodies swayed ever so slightly, hands running down the other’s bodies as they felt the other. The night alicorn could feel his hands clenching around the fabric of her black toga so as to squeeze her flank while her own hands squeezed his calves.
So lost in the moment, that Luna almost forgot to cast a special spell just for Dreiga. With his eyes still closed, she doubted he would know what hit him until the time came.
As Dreiga gave Luna’s flank another powerful squeeze, the night alicorn went to work. Her hands flew up to the top of his shirt, placing one on either side of his collar. There they gripped the fabric tightly before pulling fiercely, buttons flying through the air and bouncing off the alicorn’s body. The stallion’s hands then released their hold on her body so as to slide the shirt off of him rather than a show of retreat. The smacking of lips dominated the air while the ripping of Dreiga’s undershirt was barely noticeable. Neither reacted as their bodies somewhat pressed against each other, Luna’s hands moving towards his belt to unbuckle it. Yet at the same time, Dreiga had made his own move, lowering the strap of Luna’s toga so that it slid down her side. Within moments, gravity took over and Luna found herself standing in a pool of her clothing, leaving her only in a modest and simple black bra and panties.
This, however, did not last long. Dreiga showed her the same care she had given his attire, gripping the front of the bra without breaking the kiss and pulling with enough force that the straps broke. At the same time, Luna’s hands had undone the stallion’s belt and pants so that they then fell to the floor rather swiftly.
With the only covering the two had being contained to their lower regions, both the zebra and the alicorn pressed against each other as their lip power play continued. Luna could feel her soft mounds, a personal pride for her as they were not like the massive watermelons that her sister had but rather well rounded and perky, pressed against his chest. And, if she was being fair, it didn’t feel all that bad. There was enough muscle in him to show that he worked out but just enough fat so as to not feel like she was pressing against a board.
How long they remained like that, neither knew nor cared as the heat of the moment only seemed to grow. Slowly they spun around, their hands touching the other’s bodies to feel all that their partner had to offer. All while Dreiga’s cock strained itself to be released, pressing against his boxes and into Luna’s damp panties.
Finally, the two parted. Dreiga gave Luna a cocky semi-smile while his eyes asked a question that his lungs were unable to due to the fact that they were still refilling with air: how was that? Luna merely smirked, hands on his shoulders, before pushing him back. The stallion was caught off guard, not realizing his placement within the room so as to stumble back first onto the bed with his head just missing the pillows. Still smirking, Luna stood proudly before him as she watched the zebra get onto his elbows. Deciding to make a bit of a show of her next move, the night blue alicorn turned around while keeping her head turned just enough so that she could see his reaction. With a twinkle in her eyes, she began to pull down her panties, bending down as she did so as to fully show off her ass. Vain as it might be to think this way, but her ass was another one of her features that she felt was perfect on her. Unlike her sister’s fat flank, hers was slimmed due to a more active lifestyle in order to keep up her warrior goddess-like physique. Whatever fat was on them was just enough to give them that softness that both genders craved while still looking sculpted into twin spheres.
Once her panties were down, Luna slowly stepped out of them yet kept the article of clothing in one hand. She then stood tall, turning to see the stallion’s boxers straining to keep his member inside while a dark patch of pre was already staining the barrier. A stupid grin was plastered onto his face as he watched her fully turn around showing off everything from her shapely legs, tight slit, firm stomach, and luscious breasts.
“Now,” said Luna as she began to twirl her panties on a lone finger. “The fun can begin.” With the flick of her finger, Luna sent the panties flying towards Dreiga’s face and landing upon it. Swiftly the stallion removed it, just in time to see Luna herself getting onto the bed. Placing her hands on the mattress, she began to move with the gracefulness of a cat. Her breasts swaying as she began to crawl forward over his legs. She watched in delight as her nipples slightly ran against one of his thighs, causing him to shutter a bit. Very soon her face was right above the elastic of his boxers. Slowly, so very slowly, she lowered her head down with her teeth open ready to bite into it and pull it down. At the same time her breasts laid between the stallion’s legs and could feel his shaft now pressing against her chest. When she eventually bit into the boxer, she gave it the lightest tug, a grin on her face as she felt his hips rise…only to then let it go.
“What?” gasped Dreiga as Luna got back up on all fours.
“You didn’t think it would be that easy, did you?” asked Luna as she crawled forward. “Poor little stallion, so desperate for pleasure. And you shall receive it, but only after you attend to your goddess.” As she said this last part, Luna straddled the sides of Dreiga’s head. Furthermore, she leaned forward so that she was now bent over, the palms of her hands on the pillows and her dripping pussy directly in Dreiga’s face.
For a moment, he seemed to resist her command. But soon, she felt his mouth open and his tongue sliding out to enter her. Whether it was because he gave in to his own desire or a lack of air, she didn’t know. Nor did she care as her wings extended, a shudder running down her spine as she felt his tongue beginning to caress and slightly stretch her folds. His hands reached up towards her flank, resting there as he worked.
In all honesty, she found his efforts to be amateurish at best. His tongue just wiggled within her completely at random, seeming to know only the basics on pleasuring a mare. She could at least appreciate the fact that he wasn’t just licking her up and down in a robotic manner. If he had, she would have been better off getting one of the new sex toys that had appeared in her sister’s one; one that licked rather than penetrated. Dreiga at least knew how to change things up as there were times when his tongue traced her insides slowly with a tentative touch. Other times he moved about rapidly, his tongue flailing about like a foal eating his favorite piece of hard candy. But he never seemed to search for those spots that would make Luna swoon, not listening to how her breath hitched at certain moments.
So Luna had to at least pleasure herself. Her hips began to move, grinding her pussy against his mouth. She let out a slightly bliss filled shudder as she felt her folds as they ground against his lips and nose, smearing her renewed juices as they went. Her back straightened, a hand reaching up to cup her breast where she then proceeded to knead it. The other hand did not need to travel as far, heading straight to her pussy to rub it. Her fingers moved in a circular pattern, hips bucking as she rode his face. Yes, now she was moaning loudly as the pleasure began to build inside her. More and more it grew as did the juices that were being smeared all over the zebra’s face.
At one point, Luna turned her head causing her starry mane to whip around and rest on her shoulder. Behind her, she could see that Dreiga was turned on by this treatment. His member was still poking against his boxes, only now the stain his pre-cum had created had grown larger. So much so that she might have assumed that the entire form had been drenched in the fluids. Such a pity he hadn’t fully cum yet.
Luna would have cum there, brought forth more by her own actions than anything else, had things not taken a swift and sudden turn. One moment she was humping Dreiga’s face and then the next she was being pushed off of him! Panting, she realized that her head was off the mattress, staring across the room while feeling her bed partner scramble off. Due to her mind still being a bit hazy from being so close to her momentary high, Luna’s thoughts on what was going on until it was right in front of her face. Literally in this instance, as Dreiga’s cock was free of all confinement, pressed against her cheek and smearing all of its pre-cum in the process. She glanced over at it, finding the black member to be larger than most stallion’s she had bed.
“My turn,” he said, pulling himself back while gripping the sides of Luna’s head. The alicorn’s eyes widened in realization as he then thrusted his hips forward, his cock spearing its way down her throat. “Let’s put this mouth to good use!”
Luna felt tears begin to grow, her throat burning and convulsing as the slab of meat lodged its way in. Breathing through her nose was the only way she could get any air to keep her brain from shutting down as she felt that monstrous thickness within her. But, in doing so, Luna was forced to inhale the scent of zebra balls. The black orbs were so close that it was impossible not to smell them! Her tongue flickered about, the sensation of taste now being added as she lapped up the salty and musky flavor.
Then he began to move, not at all gently as he brought his hips back before roughly slamming into her. A noise escaped Luna, her eyes rolling back into her skull as if to complete the humiliating position she was in. Though, in this moment, she could not tell if it was a howl or rage or something that would urge him to continue. Whatever the cause, the sounds caused his cock to vibrate in a way that the two of them felt almost instantly for his thrusting from that point on became more and more animalistic. With each thrust he made, the wet sound of something being slapped could be heard which seemed to urge him on. Perhaps it was the sound of her lips hitting his hips as she was able to take it all into right to the hilt. Or, more likely, it was the sound of his large ball sack slapping against her nose with each thrust of his hips. Spit began to leak out of the corner of her mouth, white and bubbly it formed and smeared all over her upper face thanks to the pounding of those hips which only increased the volume of the noise.
As humiliating as this was, Luna was at least thankful for this position which made everything all the easier. That, as well as the fact that he could not see how her pussy winked rapidly as more of her mare fluids ran onto the bed.
A growl soon escaped Dreiga. As his thrusting became even wilder, his hands left the side of her head before flying towards her bouncing mounds. His hands felt like they had turned into claws as they gripped her flesh, squeezing her body roughly enough to cause Luna to cry out again and again. More tears began to appear in her eyes, pain and pleasure mixing as she felt him slap her breasts causing her hips to buck at the sensation before mercilessly pinching her nipples and twisting them. All Luna could do in that moment was to scream more as she felt his cock twitch before…
Nothing! Dreiga made an all too familiar final thrust into Luna’s throat, keeping it inside her so that he could deposit his seed directly into her gut. Only, nothing happened!
“No,” he gasped, pulling his still hard member out of Luna’s maw. Said mare gasped aloud, taking in large mouthfuls of air as she laid there watching as her spit dripped on the still hard cock. “No, I-I should have cum by now. I was there. I…What’s wrong with me?”
“Nothing,” replied Luna, her voice horse. She swallowed, her horn glowing to relax her throat a bit as she got onto her knees. A proud smirk appeared on her face as she looked at Dreiga whose panic had not dispersed. “Nothing is wrong. I just didn’t give you permission to cum yet.”
“What…But that…how?” stammered the stallion as Luna reached out a hand to stroke the member in a somewhat loving manner.
“Poor Dreiga,” she said in a clearly false, sing-song tone. “Did you really think I would just let you cum anywhere you wanted? No. I own this cock right now and, as such, only I get to decide where you get to shoot your load. The only place you are allowed to cum from this point on is within me, where it will do the most good.” Dreiga raised a hand which Luna took hold of and, in the blink of an eye, pulled him onto the bed. Her hands took hold of the stallion’s wrists, pinning him down while his cock was sandwiched between her flank cheeks. “That means, from this point on, I shall be your only release. You can try with other mares, but the only things you will get will be blue balls and even more unsatisfied mares.”
Upon seeing the horrified expression on Dreiga’s face, Luna allowed herself a wicked smile as she maneuvered her flank ever so slightly. She could feel the flat head of his cock as it slid down past her ponut before grazing against her lower lips. Those folds winked more rapidly as they felt the member, eagerly awaiting for it to fill her. Her body already knew that it was large and thick. If only its owner knew how to wield it better.
A soft moan escaped Luna as she lowered herself onto his meat pillar, feeling it spreading her tunnel. Her breathing quickened its pace while her back arched slightly. Oh, how long had it been since she had had something this big inside her? Another cry rang out as her walls were spread further, sinking deeper inside of her while her nipples hardened more. Her grip on Dreiga’s wrists tightened, the stallions letting out a cry of his own. The sort of cry that made Luna wonder if it was from pain…or pleasure. Pain at the tightness caused by her hands or pleasure at the tightness of her insides. Perhaps it was a mix of both.
Another cry rang out, a mix of both voices, as Luna began to rock her hip. Raising them up just enough so as to keep only the head of his member inside of her before lowering herself down, taking the cock deeper inside of her. The mare’s teeth gritted, eyes doing everything in her power to keep them from rolling into the back of her head as her lower mouth swallowed more of his cock. The hardened member was sending sparks of pleasure running to parts of her body and mind that felt like they had remained dormant for far too long. The pleasure it brought seemed to make parts of her weaker, yet at the same time urged her to continue. Her body wanted to feel more, experience more.
Even more so when the medial ring hit her exposed clit. At that moment, Luna thought that she was going to lose it as she all but came. The walls of her pussy clamped down harder than ever, making the two cry out while her grip tightened even more. How this stallion’s wrists hadn’t shattered was a mystery for the ages. But one that Luna could care less about as she felt the ring enter her. Deeper and deeper, it entered her while a feeling of fullness that the night alicorn hadn’t felt in so very long began to overtake her. The toys she had used had nothing on this stallion’s cock. The size, the shape were simply incredible! And the heat! The last time she had felt like this was maybe fifteen hundred years ago, back when she was a more innocent filly being taken in the hallway by one of her thestral guards; his name forgotten by time leaving only the memory of how he had filled her that lone time.
Luna did not stop until Dreiga was completely inside her. Then, whatever pause she had, was momentary so that she could relish in the feeling of being filled so much that she was sure that a pony could see the cock shaped bulge in her stomach. And looking down she could see Dreiga lying there, head turned up so that he could try and hide the fact that his eyes were closed just made everything all the better!
Then the pleasure was doubled as Luna began to move again, her pace more rapid. Luna’s voice continued to cry out while the chorus came from the sounds their bodies made. The night alicorn’s chest bounced wildly with each thrust, causing her mounds to jiggle about. Their hips met, the wet slick sounds growing louder as their bodies became covered by their sweat and the others fluids. The bed began to creak ever so slightly, unused to such activities but the noise was not loud enough to cause them worry. In fact, even if they had heard the boards cracking with each bounce, Luna knew deep down that neither of them would have voiced any concern as this moment was far too important for them to worry about little things like broken bedding.
Then, as Luna slammed down one final time, she felt his cock twitching like never before. The walls of her pussy quivered in delight by the movement, causing them to clamp down all the harder as they attempted to milk him of every drop that could soon come forth. The mistress of the dreams felt an explosion of pleasure bursting in both mind and body, finally releasing her hold on the stallion as she held herself while crying in a wordless voice. This burst of pleasure was extended as she felt something hot enter her, filling her like a flood. Every nerve within her body was alight with burning pleasure that she nearly fell backwards, her strength leaving her completely.
“Oh, done already,” gasped Dreiga as his sweat soaked body rose, an arm wrapping behind Luna’s torso to keep her up. “Looks like my skills were up to the task after all.”
Though her mind was still foggy, the words were enough to pierce through the white haze enough for Luna to give a proper retort. “Only because I warmed myself up enough when we started.”
“Heh, keep telling yourself that,” barked Dreiga as he got up, pushing Luna off of him. The next thing Luna knew was that she was half off the bed with her flank resting at the edge of the mattress while her breasts and face were pressed against the cold floor. She could feel her tail being shoved out of the way before the zebra’s cock reentered her. The mare hissed in both pleasure and pain as he thrusted inside her, pushing her forward a bit. Luna brought her palms to the sides of her head but another powerful thrust pushed her forward, arms falling to the waist side as Dreiga humped her off the bed.
Luna felt shame at that moment, the feeling of weakness and helplessness burning through her being with the only relief being that nopony else could see her at that moment. The stallion brute was still inside her, keeping her lower body raised in a humiliating position as he pounded her a few more times before showing her any mercy. His hands went to her sides, lifting her up long enough for her to get on all fours. But this mercy lasted only the span of a breath as he began to push her forward with each thrust, forcing her to weakly crawl around her own room while he guided her direction with his hands on her sides.
Humiliation burned into her cheeks as she moved past the pile of clothing and towards the open door leading to the balcony. With each thrust into her cunt that pushed her forwards, there was a lingering fear that, for whatever reason that the moaning alicorn couldn’t think of, a member of the castle staff would walk in on them. That they would see her, the Mistress of the Night and the former villain Nightmare Moon, reduced to this! That she would be seen as a hypocrite for trying to stop the change of this new sexually liberated Equestria when she herself was partaking in these changes. That she was nothing but a whore herself, surrendering her dignity to a cock.
…And, at the same time, this thought excited her like nothing else had. That, and how she would turn the tables on Dreiga once she had gotten her strength back!
Such thoughts, however, were far and away as the pure night sky appeared above them as the pair exited Luna’s bedroom. His thrusts were becoming more powerful, pushing her faster than before so in the blink of an eye her head was pressed against the balcony railing. Out of instinct she grabbed hold of it right before she was pushed against with enough force that she was pushed upwards now, her breasts squeezing between the bars. Luna’s moans became louder now as she felt herself climbing up, eyes closed while her breasts continued to bounce with each thrust until she laid on top of the railing!
“How’s this princess?” asked Dreiga as he lifted one of Luna’s legs upwards as if to show it off to another. “Now the whole kingdom can see you for what you really are, just another cock hungry whore! Just another mare willing to spread her legs in hopes of getting filled with seed. And you will! I’ll fill you with enough zebra seed tonight to ensure that you get knocked up with my foal! So take it! Take it all as you moan to the full moan! Become the alicorn of sluts and prostitutes!”
Luna could not help but cry out as his words had an effect on her. She could see the twinkling lights of the city all around her, wondering just how many were looking out their window in her direction. Her pussy clamped down when she wondered just how many might catch a glimpse of her before heading to their telescope to get a better look. What would be their reaction when they saw her of all ponies, naked upon her own balcony and bent over as she allowed a zebra to fill her womb with his seed? How would they react when they saw her tits bouncing with each thrust? Would they be horrified at the sight…or would they be licking their lips as they longed to suck on them? And…And what would happen if a pegasus were to be up at this time, passing close to the castle? Would that pegasus run off in shock or would they get off at the sight? Oh, she could almost see it now, the image of a pegasus or even a thestral stroking their cocks or rubbing their pussy to the sight of the night blue alicorn getting this dicking.
“Yes,” she moaned, imagining the eyes of her ponies upon her. Over and over again, she moaned whorishly as the words flowed from her mouth. At first through gritted teeth, but with every repetition of the word her voice grew louder. The world around her was fading, feeling touch and pleasure being the only senses left to her. Things like the cold of the balcony, the heat and pressure growing between her legs, the hand holding her leg up, and the sudden grabbing of her mane to roughly pull her head back. Then something massive, molten heat began to fill her, sending her world tumbling around and around until everything began to shatter as her orgasm hit her like a friendship laser.
Rather than the cliché ‘morning rays waking her up’, it was a low moan besides her that awoke Princess Luna. The night alicorn opened her teal green eyes, finding herself back on her bed along with Dreiga. The sheets had been half haphazardly tossed onto their bodies, allowing for most of their naked forms to remain visible. Thus Luna could see that she was half draped over the stallion sharing her bed, breasts pressed against his chest and one leg hooked around one of his. Her belly, she saw, was still somewhat bloated from the night’s activities, the zebra seed sloshing within with her every little move. As she entered the waking world, the soreness she felt from those activities also began to make themselves more well pronounced.
As her partner stirred, Luna began to consider the idea that she might have gotten pregnant. Even though it was much harder for an alicorn mare to reach such a state, as was stated with Cadence, Luna couldn’t help but consider it possible due to the amount of cum within her. With so much seed, at least one of them should have been able to take root in even the most barren of soils. And she looked at the one who did this to her, well, she could have done worse. At the very least he wasn’t some sort of utter suck-up, able to argue with her well and providing her with a challenge. Not to mention he was easy on the eyes.
“Huh, why does morning have to come now?” groaned Dreiga, his words making Luna smile a bit more. Slowly he opened his eyes, managing to shoot Luna a half smile. “Hey. So, how did I do?”
Luna let out a hum as if she were thinking about it. “Far better than the evidence suggested,” she said, seeing his eyes lighting up in victory at that statement. “Though that might have been because you were only trying to pleasure a single mare with no others around to distract you. Perhaps ensuring that you didn’t hurry to get to the next waiting hole.”
“Well, guess we’ll have to test that theory out,” said Dreiga as he started to get up. Or, rather, trying to get up as Luna held him against the bed.
“Hmm, no,” she said, a slightly sinister look in her eyes. “I think I like you better this way. So, until I say otherwise, your seed belongs to me and me alone. Meaning the spell I cast on you stays in place.”
“Oh, darling, I think that looks simply fabulous on you,” cried Rarity as she straightened out the dress her friend Fluttershy was wearing. The two mares stood within one of the shops located inside the Mare’s District, specifically the boutique that Rarity worked in. It was an admittedly small place, which was fine with Rarity considering her current position both physically and socially these days. Just a single room full of clothing that hung off the walls, mostly displaying attire that Rarity had helped create which would accentuate the female form while also allowing both easy access to the mares sex and being easy to take off.
The dress her friend Fluttershy was wearing combined all three! Her once pegasus friend was standing on a raised stool, her once yellow coat now the normal white with black stripes with the tips of her fingers completely black. Fluttershy’s ears were somewhat interesting, one being completely black and the other completely white, both of which stuck out of her mostly white mane that covered one of her eyes. One of the more interesting markings from her transformation into a zebra was the patch of black around her eyes that reminded Rarity of a raccoon. She also noted that her friend had a few stripes above her golden neck ring that sort of resembled gills. Right now, Fluttershy was wearing a red strapless sash that went across her chest, holding her small mounds in place while allowing just a subtle hint of her nipples to be shown. The rest of her attire was also red, looking like a loin cloth that went down to the mare’s knees with a hole in the back for her tail. Like this, the side of her legs were completely visible while also allowing her to display her slightly altered cutie make (three butterflies that appeared caught in a spiral).
“Y-You really think so?” asked Fluttershy as she turned a little to the side while also bringing up one of her hands to touch her face. As she did, light was caught on the golden bracelet on her wrist, one whose twin rested on her other wrist. Both of them had been engraved with ancient zebra symbols that Rarity was still struggling to learn, even after all these months of learning the ways of her new tribe. The only mark she did know was one they all knew, one that marked Fluttershy as a servant-wife.
Rarity smiled as she looked at her friend. “Of course darling,” she said, running a hand down her friend’s still smooth stomach and towards the fabric. “I know the trend right now is see-through material, but given how you spend so much of your time out of the city tending to the animals you’ll need something a tad more sturdy to protect you. Such things would rip far too easily that you might as well just go there naked!”
“Well, at times it feels like I’m naked most of the time,” admitted Fluttershy as she looked downward slightly, a large blush on her face. “Both at home and while I’m out helping tend to his collection. The rest of the staff, well, they have needs much like him and those poor dears have no mare to help them.”
“But I thought,” began Rarity, a hand coming up to her mouth in surprise. “Does…Does your husband know?”
Fluttershy shook her head. “No,” she said with only a hint of remorse. “Believe me, I do love him dearly. Especially since he takes me back to Equestria ever once and a while to catch up with some of our old friends or just informs me of what’s going on over there. When he has the time. And he is such a passionate lover. But when I see all those big, strong, confident zebras working hard and he’s not home…I just can’t help myself. Not to mention the thrill I get thinking he’ll walk in on us. It’s scary, but so very exciting!”
“Well, it’s not like I’m one to talk,” replied Rarity as beads of milk began to form on her tits. “I have had my fair share of sexual exploits. And speaking of Equestria, have you heard any news? The latest gossip around is the news that Princess Luna is getting married! Tell me, is there any truth to that?”
Fluttershy nodded as she got down. “Yes, she and Prince Dreiga have both formally announced their engagement along with another bit of wondrous news: Princess Luna is pregnant!”
Rarity bounced with joy at that news, her face lit with happiness. “Oh such wonderful news! Why, if I still had a shop in Canterlot I would be down there in a flash to make her the finest wedding dress and ooohhh.” A sudden wave of uneasiness hit Rarity, nearly causing the former unicorn to stumble backwards and crash into the mirrors. A horrible fate for her had it not been for the swift actions of her friend.
“Easy now,” whispered Fluttershy gently as she moved her friend to her stool where she then sat Rarity down. “You know what the doctors said about your condition right now. Don’t go getting too excited. And when did you lose your shop in Canterlot?”
“I was sure you…knew. I lost most of my shops before coming here due to a bad business deal. That or I was about to lose them,” said Rarity as she felt a haze going through her head. She had been getting these hazes more and more. Though it wasn’t anything she was too worried about. She could still remember her old life back in Equestria, it was just a few details here and there were a bit fuzzy. Nothing to worry about she was sure since that sort of thing was bound to happen sooner or later.
For a moment, Rarity looked up at Fluttershy to see a slight haze in her eyes before nodding. And as she did that, she caught a glimpse of her own reflection and smiled at the changes that occurred since that first night. Beyond the stripes and the see-through shift, Rarity had gained weight in more ways than one. The most notable of them were the obvious signs of her pregnancy for, as luck would have it, on her first night here she had been impregnated by some lucky stallion. Who it was, she did not know nor did she care, for she was fulfilling her purpose for being. Not just in coming here, but it felt more and more like this was her true purpose in life. To give birth to as many foals as she could and to raise them to be proper zebras. Nothing else mattered, not even the dreams of her former self. Which is why she had allowed herself to let go of all her old concerns. Now she was here, wearing a loose open-back crop top stained with milk which constantly poured from her now enlarged breasts and a string bikini bottom. All of which helped to show off her eight month pregnant body, with plush curves and birthing hips which held fat pillow-like thighs.
“Anyways, water under the bridge and all that,” continued Rarity with a smile. “Any other news? Are any of the other girls going to be joining us soon I hope?”
At that, Fluttershy raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you be a bit more curious about Twilight? You live in the same city as her. Have you even tried to reach out to her?”
“Well, I have been rather busy,” said Rarity who looked and felt only slightly ashamed. “I mean, there are so many stallions that have been in need. Plus I have been making all these different outfits for all the mares, going to classes to help me raise my foals in the traditional zebra fashion, trying to find a way to give birth faster so I can get pregnant again. I mean, that’s the reason I came here!”
“It was also trying to find Twilight,” said Fluttershy in a stern tone, giving her friend the Stare. “In fact, that should have been your first…well, I guess becoming a mother does change things.” Fluttershy then let out a sigh as hand went to her stomach where her own foal bulge was just starting to show. When she looked up, Rarity could see the regret in her friend’s eyes, making her smile somewhat. “I’m sorry about that. I’m just worried that neither of us has heard from here yet. It isn’t like her to ignore us for this long. Not even a letter. And you’re here all the time so…I just thought that you could have made a little more of an effort to help find her. To at least know where she is.”
“When I get the time darling, I promise,” said Rarity honestly. “Perhaps when the others show up, there’ll be more of us and we could-”
“I don’t think they’re coming,” Fluttershy interrupted. “I heard that Rainbow Dash is right now on maternity leave from the Wonderbolts, though it’s hard to say if she knows who the father is. They’ve been holding more orgies lately, even inviting fans who are willing to pay big bits to fuck or get fucked by their favorite Bolt. And she is very popular. Applejack mentioned that she’s busy hiring a new crew of zebra stallions to work on the farm and has had to wave off some of the horny mares with a broom to keep them from distracting them from their jobs.”
“That or dear Applejack just wants them all for herself,” said Rarity with a wicked smile, one that Fluttershy shakily mirrored.
“I also heard from Apple Bloom that Sweetie finally decided to join them at the castle,” continued Fluttershy, Rarity’s eyes sparkling in delight at hearing what was going on with her little sister. Oh, had she finally decided to pursue the large purple dragon? Her face never fell, not even as Fluttershy continued. “She’s now working as Shining Armor’s new personal maid. Though, something odd did happen before she took the position. Prince Zil, Prince Dreiga’s older brother, had sent over some of the oils and one of the mares who helped change many of us to give the princess’ supporters an idea on the process. You know, to show that it’s not harmful. And, well, she volunteered. They all watched as she gave her virginity to a zebra stallion and became one herself.”
Rarity let out a happy squeal at that. “That’s my little sister for you. Following in my hoofsteps!”
“Aren’t you a little worried though?” asked Fluttershy.
“Worried?” echoed Rarity, slightly taken aback by how absurd the question was. “Why in the wide world of Equestria should I be worried? You said it yourself, she volunteered for this. Right? Meaning she wanted this to happen! If she didn’t, then she would have told the princesses and all those close minded twits!”
“Well, when you put it that way,” said Fluttershy.
“And now she gets to serve a prince all day, all night, and in every way possible,” continued Rarity. “No doubt helping Princess Frilla in producing an heir to the kingdom, a royal line that will span the generations! Of course Princess Frilla’s foals will be of higher standing with Sweetie’s being half siblings, but I’m sure they will receive their proper standing when they come of age. Either as powerful stallions to help shape the nation they were born to direct or dutiful breeder mares of the highest class.”
“Speaking of breeding,” came the voice of a stallion. Upon hearing the voice, Rarity stood with all the quickness that she was able to in order to show respect towards Delinz as he walked in through the doorway. Delinz was a younger stallion, perhaps a year or two older than Sweetie Belle was. But despite that, his family connections had allowed him a position within the Mares District. One of those highly sought after duties was being Rarity’s handler; arranging meetings for her and other mares within the district with stallions who desired to breed them, making sure they were up to date with all their check-ups, and running the shop. And, in Rarity’s humble opinion, he was doing an amazing job.
“Lord Delinz,” said Rarity as the stallion approached her. With a smile on his face, Delinz pulled up Rarity’s stained top and proceeded to squeeze her breast with a single hand. An act which caused the poor mare to let out a whorish moan as more milk began to flow.
“Rarity, Rarity,” he said in a calm, mock disapproving tone. “Has my favorite chubby mare forgotten what is happening today? Your house is throwing a party for some very important stallions. They are in the hot tubs right now, being serviced by all your friends! You should be helping them in the sun, not in this store! Especially when there are stallions there who have been wanting to meet you for some time. You mustn’t keep them waiting without a good excuse.”
“Ah, forgive me,” gasped Rarity as she felt her knees weaken and her pussy begin to grow moist at the thought of the party. Ever since she had first gained her stripes, Rarity had gone from event to event within the district as well as outside it as she embraced all the sexual wonders this land had to offer her. Back when she first started, she had spent her days outside of the district far more. Sometimes she found herself in a pillory, getting pounded from behind for what felt like hours while hot zebra cum was shot into her face. Why, she would even perform shows for them after she was released; taking a dog bowl in her teeth and letting them unload into her. Then, when the bowl became too heavy she would set it down and lick it clean to the last drop while moaning (truthfully) about how wonderful it tasted. Other times she would have a bit more control in how they rutted her senseless, either when she walked down the streets with a herd of other mares or when she stripped within the clubs where stallions threw their hard-earned money at her…followed by her earning their hard-ons!
It was only when her pregnancy became far more visible that it had been decided that mares like Rarity should remain close to the district. More out of concern for the young life within her, which Rarity wholeheartedly understood. There was no way she would ever let her precious foals be harmed, not knowing the way to the closest doctors office! So she was willing to remain here, waiting for the parties where she could pleasure the stallions and a few mares with her other skills until she gave birth…and then proceed to do it all over again!
“Yes, I’ll be over there as soon as I can,” gasped Rarity as she felt more milk dripping down her body. “But…before I go…could I request a milking?” The hand that had been squeezing her suddenly let go, Rarity letting out one final gasp as her head threw back. As she began to catch her breath, she saw that Delinz’s hand was held up to reveal that it was covered in her milk. Not to the point where it would be considered drenched, but just enough for some zebras to notice.
“Hmm, I suppose it would be a problem to have you waste all that milk,” said Delinz as he gave one of his milk covered fingers a lick. “Wouldn’t want to waste any of this on the streets, now would we.” Without another word, the stallion turned and headed towards the bathroom. He opened the door, but rather than entering it fully, reached down to a nearby corner to pull out a bucket. One that Rarity was…intimately familiar with by this point. As Delinz walked back to them, Rarity fully removed her top exposing her still lactating breasts.
Delinz set the bucket on the ground before grinning over at Rarity. “Well, you know that cows don’t stand,” he said. Silently, Rarity got down on all fours while noticing out of the corner of her eye that Fluttershy was licking her lips. Once down, she began to crawl towards the bucket with her heavy breasts swaying as milk continued to leak out. Perhaps, in this moment, she did look somewhat like a cow. With her wide white body, nearly hairless tail, the black marking on her body and massive jugs of milk. Oh, yes, she could see it! All she was missing were the horns. Perhaps next time she would request to be milked in a more public setting, with horns upon her head. Hmm, just thinking about it made her wet!
As she passed her handler, the stallion swiftly swatted her flank, causing the mare’s tail to rise as she let out a cry of desire. She could feel her flank continue to jiggle, the burning sensation from where she had been struck morphing into a pleasantly warm feeling by the time her breasts were hanging from the bucket. For a moment, she waited there for the stallion to begin his work, but a wordless conversation must have taken place for it was not one set of hands that had touched her breasts but two.
Rarity let out a moo as she got into the role, feeling the hands of her longtime friend squeezing one of her breasts and tugging it just like one would with the animal she was imitating. The once pegasus mare had a look on her face that screamed how turned on she was at seeing her in this state; large streams of milk hitting the bottom of the bucket over and over again while Rarity’s tail swayed sending out whiffs of her arousal.
“Oh, such a good little fat cow,” cooed Fluttershy, using a tone that one would use when speaking to a foal as she squeezed Rarity’s fat breasts once more. More milk shot out, spilling down towards the bottom of the bucket where it began to grow thick and pool. “Who’s a good little fat cow? You are, yes you are!”
“I bet you would love to live the rest of your life like this,” said Delinz. Rarity let out another moo as he squeezed down on her opposite breast, rougher than Fluttershy, as he too milked the mare. “To be bound like a cow with metal bars keeping you in place, never to be released even when you are bred. To have suction cups placed on your fat tits, milking you all day and night while you eat from a troth! Wouldn’t that be the life for you?” Hearts appeared in Rarity’s eyes, her pussy quivering slightly as she thought about it. Would it be possible to become a zebra cow? Oh, perhaps it was! She already had the golden bands around her wrists and ankles, so perhaps she could have one in her nose as well! Becoming nothing more than an animal, used to breed for the zebras and provide milk. Was…Was there anything greater?
Her erotic high, however, came to a slight stop before she could think about it too much longer as the milking ended. The zebra cow mare could feel the lack of milk in her breasts, realizing that she was done. Perhaps that was for the best as there was a party for her to get to.
As Rarity stood, she saw that Fluttershy was making her way to Delinz. Swiftly releasing his cock from its confides, the thinner mare began to pepper it with kisses and licks before suddenly taking it deep into her waiting maw. Watching them as she put her top back on, Rarity witnessed just how depraved Fluttershy had become since coming here first hand. The look of Fluttershy’s face was something that went beyond simple bliss and leaning closer to having a religious awakening while her lips wrapped around the stallion’s sex. Her hands had gone down her body moving her bottom loin cloth, legs already spread as far as they could, as the fabric was moved to the side with one hand while the other began to stroke her own sex rapidly.
While Rarity would have loved to watch, as well as joining them in a limited fashion, she knew she was already pushing it. So, without saying a word, she left the shop and headed back to her home.
Moving as quickly as she could in her current state, Rarity made her way through the Mare’s District. As she made her way back to her communal living space, not once did she see any creature that wasn’t white with black stripes. Not since the second wave of eager mares had arrived a month ago, replacing many of the mares who had left to become servant-wives and mare-servants. Well that as well as providing fresh holes for the stallions to use as many of the first wave of mares were in a similar state as Rarity. It was quite an interesting mix of mares, the more slender mares walking around with see-through shifts around their forms while stallions wearing guest badges on their clothing wrapped arms around their waists versus the clearly pregnant mare who mostly wore thongs as they proudly showed off their forms.
And hopefully, more waves of mares would come. Rarity had heard whispers that, once Celestia stopped bothering them with her silly worries, Shining Armor would allow the speed of these waves to increase. Many more mares willing to get themselves fucked senseless and become breeding stock for all the poor stallions.
Looking ahead, Rarity saw her home. She could see the stallions in the hot tubs or walking around as several scantly clad and slender mares danced their erotically for their pleasure. A few others were on their knees, sucking their cocks with the same devotion that Fluttershy was giving at this moment. She also noted that one lucky mare was getting her black pussy pounded, sitting on the broad stallion’s lap with her legs spread so that everyzebra there could see the black mass spreading her. As for the mares that were more along in their pregnancies, they had taken a less carnal route by serving food and drinks to the many gathered while also offering back rubs to those in the hot tubs.
Smiling, Rarity picked up her pace ready to help.

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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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Applejack’s eyelids twitched as the light of the sun shining through the open windows of the castle fell upon her luscious form while a light breeze gently blew into the bedchamber. Even before she fully awoke the scent of wonderful sex filled her lungs bringing a smile onto her face. Slowly she shifted on the bed accidently uncovering part of her body in the process. Now she could feel the sun’s warmth on one of her exposed nipples which slowly grew hard as the air licked at it. That feeling brought forth a low moan as she slowly arched her back slightly, feeling more delight as the fabric of the sheets rubbed against the form it still covered, sending her those small waves of pleasure.
No longer able to deny that the sun was up, Applejack opened her eyes. Calmly she rose into a sitting position on the bed, the sheets pooling near her hips as she did so. Taking in another deep breath, the earth pony raised one of her arms high into the arm in order to stretch them out causing her moan and allowing her upper body to be on full display. The mare’s firm, well rounded breasts jiggled with the motion. Below them, her stomach stretched as well, showing off how much that had changed in recent years. At one point, there had been a six pack that put nearly all of Equestria to shame. But thanks in part to their new zebra friends, that was no longer the case. Using their amazing oils, the obvious sign of her muscles had vanished leaving behind a smooth stomach that looked like it had just the right amount of fat to give her that perfect shape. The same was true with her arms, the hardened muscles replaced with something much softer. Of course, she was still as strong as she had always been as she was still able to beat all the stallions in the guard in arm wrestling and, well, everything else for that matter. All the oils did was to give her the touch and appearance of something far softer.
At least for those oils.
As for the rest of her, she looked pretty much the same. She still had her green eyes that reminded her of the skin of a granny smith apple and freckles that one could hardly miss. Her golden mane was still as long as ever, though right now it wasn’t tied but clinging to her back. The same went for her tail, still hidden under the sheets, as it pressed against her legs.
For a moment Applejack tilted her head to the side until she heard a loud crack followed by a very pleasant feeling coursing down her spine. For a brief moment, she closed her eyes to savor that tingling sensation before they opened and looked down at the bed next to her. It was empty, the warm bodies she had been nuzzled up with while the stars had been out were now gone. Shining Armor she could understand as that stallion was mighty busy. It was not uncommon for him to rise before the sun did to take care of this or that, checking with his councilors before beginning his day’s duties.
Even more so today given what was to happen.
A smile graced Applejack’s lips, one hand reaching down to the spot where her beloved had laid while the other one reached down to touch her sex as she remembered how this had begun.
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Applejack, dressed in a button up red and black checkered shirt and tight fitting jeans, made her way across the castle grounds as the light of the fall sun fell upon her. Even from a distance, anyone could see the amount of dirt that was caked into her hooves and under her nails while her jeans had their own stains. She was sure that the stallions escorting her on either side could smell both the sweet scent of apples clinging to her as well as the sweat from a hard weeks’ work.
As she moved, it was hard not to notice some of the changes that had been done to this place now that Shining Armor had taken command of Equestria. While the majority of the troops were members of the original three tribes of ponies, it was easy to spot the new additions that had been brought in when Twilight briefly reigned. Off to the side, she spotted Gallus being fitted in armor while a Kirin stallion she had never seen before spun a spear his hand so quickly that it must have been a blur to most. In another direction, Applejack spotted Flash Magnus in the air as he was training some Hippogriffs and Pegasi to work in formation. She even spotted a couple of the massive zebra studs, doing push-ups along with other trainees under the watchful eye of Rockhoof who watched them all with a stoic expression.
Then there were the mares. Those who had chosen to defend Equestria were also fitted with armor like the males around them, though Applejack could spot some differences. For one thing, instead of the armor plated pants they wore short chainmail skirts. The sort that the apple farmer could see their glistening slits winking wildly, their juices dripping down their thighs, as they trained. As for their upper armor, they had all been enchanted to make them as form fitting as possible. The golden armor seemed welded to their bodies, acting like a second layer of skin that proudly promoted their various sized breasts. Those who weren’t training at the moment were spotted off to the side, standing in line. The front of the line began at a tent that might have passed for a medical tent as Applejack noted the number of beds inside as well as various bottles on shelves. However, the symbol of the sides of the tent were not the red cross nor was it any other emblem that could have passed for a healer that Applejack was aware of. No, on its sides was a painted face mask that reminded Applejack of the ones in Zecora’s hut. What it meant, she had no idea. All she knew was that the mares who were waiting to get in looked flustered, several of them playing with their exposed pussies with their hands or the grips of their weapons as they waited.
“Come on, I know you can do better! You’re not giving me a hundred and ten percent!” The shout caught Applejack’s attention. Turning her head, she spotted the stallion she had traveled all this way to see: Shining Armor. The new semi-ruler of Equestria was dressed in sweats, clipboard in hand as he walked around the training ground. On occasion he would pause to examine what was happening at certain areas before making a note or three.
Raising a hand high into the air, the farmer mare waved to get his attention. Which it did, the stallion flashing her a smile as he saw her approaching. His horn then lit up, his clipboard vanished in a brilliant flash of light before meeting her half way.
“AJ! Been a while,” he said as he extended a hand out to shake. “How was the harvest this year? Everything went smoothly I hope.”
Grinning, AJ took his hand with her own. For a moment, the two had a small contest of strength which she found interesting. For a unicorn he had some good muscle. Sign of a hard worker. And here she thought he might have gone soft after becoming Prince of Equestria.
“Yep. Just finished filling the last of the barrels this mornin’. Them new zebra helpers we got made things mighty easy this go ‘round,” she said as they released their hold at the same time. “Managed to get all them fields in record time. Though I ain’t sure we’ll be able to sell them all in the Ponyville market. Would seem like a shame to have them just rot away.”
“Might not have to,” said Shining as he gestured for Applejack to follow him. She did, quickly realizing they were heading in the direction of the zebra tent. “I happen to know some influential zebras who have become fond of your family’s produce. If you want, I can get you in touch with them or I can speak on your behalf. Either way, I’m positive they would appreciate a direct line to such high quality goods.”
AJ blushed at the compliment as they stopped, now several yards away from the ten. “Thank ya kindly there mister.”As she spoke, the farmer mare could take in the exotic scents coming from the nearby tent. The scents that tickled her nose seemed to draw her attention, alluring her curiosity as to what was inside. At the same time, she could feel her own sex tingle slightly but she managed to push that to the side as she listened to the stallion before her.
“Now, while it’s great to see you again, I know you didn’t come all the way over here to brag about how good of a harvest you had,” said Shining Armor, a slightly concerned look appearing on his face. At the same time, he reached out to gently grab her shoulder in a comforting manner. “Did something happen? Because, if something did, you know I’ll do everything in my power to help.
“Well, nothing ‘happened’ happened,” admitted Applejack with a heavy sigh before breathing in more of the scents from the tent. A warmth began to grow in her chest, slowly spreading through her core. “Just a concern me, Pinkie, an’ Rainbow been having about Twi. Still haven’t heard a peep from her in ages.”
“Applejack,” began Shining with a frown, but AJ held up a hand quickly to cut him off. Not caring at all that he was technically her sovereign.
“Look, Ah get you’re under a heap of pressure from Celestia an’ Luna about this,” continued the apple mare with an apologetic look. “So Ah understand having me here to gripe about it ain’t the sort of thing ya want ta’ hear right now. It’s just, well, ah’m worried is all.” Applejack locked eyes with Shining Armor’s. “Ah get why she did what she did. Heck, for as long as Ah’ve known her, she’s always been the type to go to extremes. She’s the type to wrapped up in her studies, the type that loses all track of what’s around her when it comes ta learnin’ in such. But with Rares and Flutters down there, becoming zebras as well, just feels like she should be checking in with them at least. Last letter they sent me, nothing. So Ah’m just getting a tad more concerned is all.”
As Applejack spoke, she watched the face of Shining Armor carefully. At first he looked at her with a frown filled with annoyance. Yet as she spoke, the stallion’s features softened. His shoulders, that had been held tightly, visibly relaxed.
“Thank you for that,” he finally said, a hand on his stomach as he let out a sad laugh. “It’s refreshing to hear concerns about my sister without me being accused of wrongdoing by my former, retired bosses.”
Applejack frowned at that. “They still on about that?”
“Yeah, and it doesn’t look like it’ll be ending anytime soon,” replied Shining Armor with a sigh. This earned a snort from the orange mare.
“Horse feathers Ah say,” she said while shaking her head so hard that her braid swayed from side to side, lightly smacking her side as it did. “Ah’ve known ya for a while so Ah can say how much Ah know family means ta ya. Ya ain’t the type that would betray family without somepony messing with your head.”
“Whelp, according to the fifteen magical examinations I’ve already gone through, nopony is messing with my head,” said the stallion with a sad laugh. As he began to move, Shining wrapped an arm around the small of Applejack’s back, the gesture causing her to jump a little. Not because she disliked it or thought it was inappropriate. Rather, she rather liked it more than she thought she ought to. At that moment, she wanted just to lean closer to him so that she could feel his arm wrapping around her fully so that there would be no space between them. To hold her like he-
“Listen Applejack,” said Shining Armor, which snapped the mare out of her thoughts. Though her blush remained as he spoke in a low voice so that no one else could hear them. “I shouldn’t be talking to anypony about an ongoing investigation. But, since you’re Twily’s friend, let me assure you that she’s fine. Right now, she’s the first mare in a long time to give birth to a princess. You can understand why that’s a big deal for them. Meaning they want to keep her safe at all costs. I also heard from Prince Dreiga himself that Twily is hard at work learning all of their history and customs along with everything she needs, or at least what she thinks she’ll need, to be a good mother. She wants to be the very best zebra princess and mother she can be. For her new family. I know if there is anypony out there that would understand this, it would be you.”
As he said this last part, a small smile appeared on Shining’s face as he looked into her green eyes. Staring back, AJ felt her cheeks warm up just a tad more. Then her breath got caught in her throat as she felt something new. It should have been a little thing really, just Shining Armor’s fingers moving up a bit and accidently moving their way under her slightly untucked shirt. Really, it shouldn’t have been that big of a deal as she had shown off her body plenty of times when she went to the lake, rolled up her shirt a tad on hot days, and even had some colt or Spike rub lotion on her when she asked nicely. So why oh why did she feel those little electric tingles of pleasure as well as that warmth in her core growing from such a gentle caress of his finger tips. And why was there a part of her afraid that he might not like her muscular form? That feeling them would make him back off and stop what he was doing.
Swallowing hard, Applejack managed to somehow shake away those thoughts as she spoke. “Ah suppose you’re right,” she said. She did understand family and family always came first. She understood the value of traditions as well as the meaning tied to them, though she would admit there were times when she placed more value on her own traditions at times. Plus, this was Twi, one of her best friends in all of Equestria! The mare who would spend literal days locked away from the rest of the world as she took every book off her shelves and would then find a new way to reorganize them! The mare that once became so engrossed with her studies that she didn’t know that Spike had left to help out Applejack. Also, knowing Twilight, the mare was probably panicking enough without them pestering her for a letter. She remembered how stressed the mare became in the days and weeks after becoming an alicorn as well as what happened when her time to ascend to the throne drew closer. No doubt she was going through all that again.
Just then, Shining gave her side the lightest of squeezes nearly causing her to let out a moan. Why did that feel so good? Regardless, the farmer looked at the prince with an apologetic look. “Well, not ta put too much pressure on ya, but if ya hear anything…”
“You’ll be the first to know,” assured Shining, looking serious at first before a slightly more goofy look took over his features. “Well, after Celestia and Luna get done dissecting it of course.”
Applejack began to chuckle at that, but was then interrupted by the sound coming from inside the tent. It was a loud cry, the cry of a mare followed by rattling. Instincts kicked in as AJ ran away from Shining Armor to get to the front of the tent with her fists clenched tightly, ready for whatever.
What she found after opening up the tent flap, however, caused her to halt in confusion so quickly that she nearly tripped over her own hooves. On either side of the tent were a collection of shelves, all handmade and all of them of clearly different styles. It was as if somepony had gone to several second hand shops and bought as many as they could. Each shelf contained a number of different oddities: glass jars containing roots or flowers, others containing various liquids with zebra symbols painted on them, as well as jars that did not reveal anything about their contents. On her right, a large caldron sat with its contents steaming up and filling the air. Breathing in the scent of the tent caused those feelings AJ had been experiencing to grow a hundred fold. Just being in this tent like this made her want to get her pants off, fall onto her knees, and begin rubbing her pussy until she came a dozen or so times! Or, better yet, to just spread her legs so that the larger, thicker fingers of a stallion could penetrate her. To feel his chest against her back, one hand playing with her breast while his other hand stroked her flames of desire all while she panted desperately for her release! But she managed to resist these new desires as her eyes fell on the other two in the tent.
Opposite of the caldron was something that looked like a restraining table with a mare bound to it. The table was padded, designed in a way that kept one’s arms outstretched and legs pulled apart in a Y formation. As for the mare herself, she was a Kirin. Her coat was white with green like scales here and there much like her friend Autumn Blaze. However, her mane and the fluff at the end of her tail was a bright blue as were her eyes. She lay there, strapped to the table completely naked as she let out another cry while arching her back. When she landed back on the table her large breasts jiggled, her thick hard nipples pointing to everything around her. And standing over her was a zebra mare. The zebra was bent over, holding what looked like an eye dropper filled with a bright pink liquid over the Kirin’s exposed clit. With her delicate striped fingers, she squeezed the dropper so that a tiny spec could fall on the cluster of nerves. The effect was instantaneous as the Kirin let out another cry, thrashing about on the table while her clit seemed to grow in size.
Seeing this, the zebra mare stood up straight allowing AJ to see her in her full glory. Despite her braided mane being mostly white, she held the face of a mare closer into her late thirties than anything else. Speaking of her mane, it was braided yet pulled back and tied at the back of her head. No doubt to make sure that it would not get in her way. As for her clothing, there was barely anything there. Her top looked like it was supposed to be a button up shirt only minus the buttons and the holes that were supposed to go with it. This kept the transparent material open, allowing her full D-cup breasts to be easily accessible while also showing off her smooth rounded belly. As for her bottom, she seemed to be wearing what could best be described as a hip cape of the same transparent material. Like with the shirt, her sex was exposed as was the tattoo right above it.
“Sorry, but you’ll have to wait your turn,” said the zebra mare as she turned around before walking away from the bound mare. “I just started the treatment on this one and need to see it through without interruption to ensure the best results.”
“Ah’m not…what the Sam Hill…,” stammered Applejack as she tried to make sense out of what she was seeing. An act she found hard as her head felt like she was swimming in a sea of something soft and warm. Then, a firm hand landed on her shoulder. The hand of Shining Armor.
“Applejack,” he said in a friendly tone. “Don’t worry. Everything is fine.” For a moment, AJ felt compelled to just go along with what the Prince of Equestria was saying. His words almost seemed to reverberate in her mind, chasing away thoughts of resistance. As she took another breath, her head feeling lighter, she almost allowed herself to be led out with his firm hands holding onto her. Yet she managed to shake that off as she took a step back, instantly missing the warmth of his touch.
“Sure don’t look fine ta me!” she stated just as the Kirin let out another moan, the sound of which along with a blast of the scent of sex causing her legs to tremble slightly. “What are ya all doing ta her?”
Shining kept his gaze focused on her and her alone as he moved closer. “Blazing Wave is part of the Royal Guard Initiative.”
“The Royal Guard Initiative?” echoed Applejack in confusion. She had never heard of such a thing before.
“It’s a very recent program I created before our former princesses returned to Canterlot,” said Shining Armor with a nod. “To put it simply the dwindling male population has caused certain issues with many of the jobs normally heralded by stallions. Jobs such as construction and other psychically demanding labor. And while mares are trotting into those fields, they are still far too few to make up the gap. Sadly, this has also led to a major drop in recruitment to the Royal Guard. So much so that when I became Captain of the Royal Guard several of our bases and outposts had to be abandoned because they couldn’t be fully staffed.” Hearing that caused Applejack’s eyes to widen in surprise while Shining Armor lowered his own gaze.
“One of those stations was placed near our border where the Storm King’s forces passed through. Had it not been abandoned, we might have been able to send a warning to Canterlot. To mobilize our forces in order to better deal with that threat. After the Storm King was defeated, attempts were made to have them staffed once more but there were not enough guards to fill them all to the point where they could be charitably considered a skeleton crew and protect the capital. And one thing that myself, Celestia, and Twily all agreed it would be wrong to conscript ponies into service.” Shining Armor then let out another sigh as he shook his head. “Not that keeping the majority of our forces here has done us any good. Most of the time, they were asked to keep guard over libraries or to act as additional security for cake eating contests and the like. Not to mention a certain…complacency that crept up. Most of the Guard began to relax a little too much for my tastes, believing that the Elements would stop any problem that would arrive.”
At that, Applejack’s cheeks began to burn as she looked away. “Sorry about that,” she said while lowering her hat a tad.
Thankfully, Shining waved it off. “It’s not your fault AJ. You, Twily, and the rest never asked to become Equestria’s defenders. It just sort of happened. But, we can’t rely on the Elements forever. We have already begun retraining our forces thanks to the new Captain Flash Magnus and the stallions we’re getting from Zebraca are helping. But we need to be doing more. We, at the very least, need to ensure that we will have a strong force to protect our lands from enemy threats in the future. That’s where the Royal Guard Initiative comes into play. To put it simply, we will be literally giving birth to a new generation of soldiers.”
Applejack’s mouth hung open when she heard that, her heart pounding in her chest. Quickly she looked over that the Kirin bound to the table with a look of horror at what they were no doubt doing to her. She began picturing her, bound to some steel frame that kept her on all fours and kept in some cell or stable while they injected her with drugs that would make her more fertile. The Kirin’s breasts swelling as milk began to fill them until the point where she needed to be milked by some machine. Then, she would be treated as nothing more than breeding livestock. Kept immobile as they bred her over and over again until they confirmed that she was with foal. Yet, what was shocking was that the more the Apple mare thought about it the more aroused she became. The more she began to replace the image of the Kirin with herself in those bounds. The fantasy of having a-
Quickly she shook her head to banish such thoughts. However she could not hide the dampness growing between her legs as she turned to look at her friend’s brother.
“How could ya force her ta do something like that?!?” she demanded. Shining Armor, however, merely raised an eyebrow before walking deeper into the tent only to stop next to the Kirin.
“I think you might have the wrong idea here,” he began. “The idea for the Initiative was based around the same idea of the Mares Quarters and the breeding program that the zebra are using. As such, all ponies in our program have done so of their own free will. Each and every one of them sat down with a recruitment officer for the Initiative to go over what would be happening. Those who agreed were even given a contract to sign, stating that they have been fully informed and that they agreed to commit to the program. Nopony is being forced to do anything they didn’t agree to. Isn’t the right Blazing?”
The Kirin didn’t answer at first, instead taking several deep breaths as if to help clear her mind or to get her thoughts in order. Then, she spoke. “Yes. I want this. I want this so badly.” Once she had finished speaking, Shining moved back towards AJ and placed a hand on her shoulder.
“Look, I know how this must sound to you,” he said with a slight smile. “But, it’s not like we’re going to be treating them like animals or anything. We’re not going to be sticking mares into walls so that any of our stallions can rut them whenever. Hardly! No, all mares and stallions will be going through a screening process in order to ensure that both parties will be safe while creating a new life. And once the mare has been confirmed pregnant, my government will be taking care of them. A special housing district has been set up for all of the mares who have signed up for this, each one getting their own four bedroom home close to the noble district. That’s some of the finest real estate in Canterlot! What’s more, all their needs will be taken care of. The mothers will be given weekly funds to help raise their foals as well as training them. And the foals themselves? We are building a new school here in Canterlot just for them where they will be provided the highest levels of education around!”
Applejack stared at the white unicorn in amazement as that all sounded mighty good. While she was never one to fuss about learning all that much, the fact that Princess Celestia only made one school and that it was for gifted unicorns had always rubbed her the wrong way. Just never seemed fair to favor one tribe of pony. But more than that, getting a nice big house to raise a family along with funds? Bet they would never have to worry about choosing what was more important: a leaky roof or Ganny’s hip. Still…
“And what if the foal doesn’t want ta fight?” she asked, her tone dead serious.
“Ah, well, we thought of that,” said Shining as he flashed a smile. “While we are hoping that the genetic makeup of the parents will help the foal lean more into that profession, it’s not a guarantee. Thankfully, there are plenty of areas within the military that they can be moved to. Anything from working a desk job to being an engineer aboard one of our zeppelins! And if they do want to strike it out on their own, well, I would suggest to them that they spend at least four years in the service so that they can rake up some extra bits as well as the potential of getting a recommendation.”
Applejack nodded, swallowing hard before gesturing to the Kirin. “An this?” she asked.
“Oh just the first step in the screening process,” replied Shining Armor in a matter-of-fact tone. He then looked ready to continue, but stopped himself while rubbing his chin. “You know, maybe it would be better if you could see the entire process. Would that be ok with you doctor?”
The zebra mare, who had been writing in her chart, shrugged her shoulders without looking up at the prince. “I certainly don’t mind,” she replied before swearing in her native tongue, scratching out something she had just written. “Just as long as the next mare consents.”
The next mare, did in fact, consent. She was a thestral mare named Moonlit Blade. Very fitting because her silver coat reminded Applejack of moonbeams. As for her mane, the arctic blue strands were cut short and her hair styled so that they covered one of her eyes. Once she entered the tent, Moonlit began stripping herself of her armor, allowing each piece to fall unceremoniously to the floor without the doc ever saying a word. With each piece removed, Applejack got a better idea of what kind of mare she was. Moonlit’s muscles were lean, but well defined in a similar way to Rainbow’s. The farmer mare could tell she was strong, more so than what most would assume. But, more than that, she was no doubt faster than a normal flier. As for her breasts, they were nothing to brag about as they were barely even a handful. So much so that she might be considered flat chested.
When she finished, Moonlit stood there showing off her body to the three without so much as a blush. Like she had little shame. Though, if AJ was being honest, this was something that she was noticing more and more as of late. Ever since Twi left and the zebra’s began making their presence more known in Equestria, mares had been more keen on displaying what they had. Many had begun dressing less and less, wearing the sorts of things that would have made Rares faint. At least, the old Rarity.
Now nude, the zebra doctor asked Moonlit to sit on the examination table so that they could begin. It started pretty normally as the zebra checked Moonlit’s temperature, listened to her heart, examined her throat, felt her wings, and even looked at her ears. Once that was finished, the zebra wrote several things down in her notes, proclaiming that the mare was healthy.
Then, things became a little weird as the doctor asked Moonlit to spread her legs as far as she could. The mare nodded, reaching under her legs and seeming to pull them while leaning back as if to give unrestricted access to her sex. The doctor pulled out a small jar from her pocket, taking off the cork as she bent down to examine the dripping sex before her. It was clear she had been playing with herself before she came in. Not that the zebra minded it at all, dipping twin fingers into the small jar in order to cover the digits in something that had the same color and texture as honey. Without a word, those fingers entered the thestral’s passage causing Moonlit’s grip on her legs to tighten while her breath hitched. Bat wings stiffed as the doc began to move back and forth creating a series of squelching noises as well as throaty moans.
After several minutes of this, the striped mare removed her now bare fingers only to have them re enter the jar to collect more of the goop before repeating the process. Over and over again she did this, the bat mare’s head soon thrashing back and forth as she continued to pant. Applejack could see sweat gathering on her silver coat as her body trembled. How long had this went on? Applejack didn’t know as she lost track of time watching, feeling her own sex growing wet from the sight. She could feel her own cheeks darkening, a part of her wondering how good it would feel to have that done to her.
By the time the zebra doctor stood up and walked away, Applejack found herself now holding onto Shining’s shoulder while her cheeks burned due to her heavy blush. The farmer’s breathing became heavier, taking in more of the scent within the tent as her eyes returned to the mostly naked zebra as she seemed to find what she was looking for: a clay jar large enough that it needed to be held with two hands. From where she stood, the earth mare could not see what was inside, only that a brush was poking out of it.
Calmly, the zebra sat the jar next to Moonlit before telling her to relax. The bat mare did as instructed, releasing her legs so that she was now sprawled on the table in a panting heap. The doctor then wasted no time, reaching down to cup one of the tiny breasts laying before her. AJ’s eyes seemed to zoom in on the image, watching the scene unfold as if it were happening directly in front of her. She watched as those striped fingers squeezed those soft mini-mounds before pulling at them. Then, for some reason, they were slapped hard enough to get the mare to cry out earning a brief smile from the doc. Several more smacks were delivered before the doctor extended a single finger to caress the flesh by moving in slow circles around the base before spiraling upwards. No longer able to help herself, AJ’s hand reached up to cup her own breast as she watched Moonlit’s nipples harden from the touch while her ears picked up her moans and coos. A whine then escaped the thestral when the finger reached her nipple, circling around it several times before giving it a powerful flick.
Nodding as though she was satisfied, the doctor pulled out the brush from the jar. A black liquid coated the tip of the brush, causing it to drip slightly as it was moved over to the mare. Contact was soon made as slow strokes were made to Moonlit’s breasts causing said mare to gasp, her back arching somewhat as her hands gripped the edges of the table.
“So that the young may grow strong,” murmured the doctor as she continued to draw a dark pattern on the silver coat. It looked like two sets of wavy lines somewhat resembling rippling water with triangular shapes in-between them. Moonlit seemed almost completely out of it, her wide eyes staring at the ceiling with tears forming along the corners. Her mouth was open as if in a silent scream. Yet, AJ could see that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned. She was enjoying this. Once the zebra mare was finished, she placed the brush back into the pot before putting it away and grabbing a different, smaller pot. Another brush was removed, this time revealing a semi clear liquid. With great skill, she coated the tips of Moonlit’s breasts with the new substance causing the thestral’s pupils to shrink. Her back suddenly arched, hands moving to grip the sides of the table as she came. As her sex began gushing out fluids, her breasts began to change as well. The patterns painted on them began to spin, causing the mounds to wobble about while expanding. They had gone from tiny A cups to large, full C cups that held that perfect shape. Even the nipples had grown, from being tiny specks to large nubs that begged to be sucked.
When the orgasm ended, the doctor began to move Moonlit so as to strap her down. As the first cuff was tightly fastened to the wrist, AJ noticed that the markings on the breasts had vanished. As the doctor moved to bind the next wrist, Applejack began to understand what was going on. They weren’t just checking her to make sure she was healthy. They were making sure that her body was ready for what was to happen. That as well as ensuring that everything would be as pleasurable as possible.
From there, Applejack could no longer take her eyes off the sight before her. She watched as new oils were spread across the mare’s body, seeming to destroy all the muscle mass the mare had. Hardened abbs became a soft, well rounded stomach while her arms and legs took on a more feminine appearance. Though Applejack didn’t know if the doc was talking to her, Moonlit, or everyone in the room, it was explained that this was more for the sake of appearance. That she would remain strong and powerful even during her elder age. With that finished, the thestral’s clit was next.
When Moonlit was finished, a guard came to take her away. Gently taking her hand, Shining Armor led the way to show her more of what the Royal Guard Initiative had in store. Out the tent they went where a set of wooden doors that the farmer mare had failed to notice before stood. They seemed to open on their own, revealing a spiral stone stairway that seemed to lead deep into the mountain. Down and down they went, the way lit by touches that seemed to produce a pleasant scent that made Applejack’s head spin. So much so that if it weren’t for Shining Armor holding her, she most likely would have tripped over her own hooves.
When they reached the bottom there was a tunnel with a bright light at the end. It was there the four ponies went, finding not a cavernous dungeon by a grassy peninsular edge halfway down the mountain. The place was large, easily able to hold up an entire neighborhood from Ponyville with a peaceful little pond smack dab in the middle surrounded by several two story wooden cabins. Walking down the lone dirt path, AJ could spot a handful of mares outside. Some were just laying there on the grass, soaking up the rays of the sun, while a few others were in the pond as they splashed at each other while laughing happily. The country mare also noticed a few close to the ledge, caressing their bodies sensually as they looked out at the sprawling landscape.
It was in one of these cabins that they brought Moonlit to, seemingly at random. Inside they walked past another mare who was bouncing upon a stallion’s shaft, his hands on her hips while seated in a chair by the window. It was clear by both the smell and the amount of sweat on their bodies that they had been at this for a while, filling her pussy with as much cum as possible. Neither of them paid the party any mind, continuing to fuck without a care in the world as Moonlit was brought to her own room. Inside a bed took up much of the room there, but with just a glance AJ could tell that it was better than the one she had. There, they laid her gently, allowing her time to rest before her new life truly began.
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A hum escaped Applejack lips as her hand continued to caress her body. That was when it all started for her. She could vaguely recall what happened after that, one moment she was with Shining Armor as he led her around the ground and the next minute they were back at the training fields. Not that it bothered or scared her any, since she knew she was in good hands. Hands she could trust.
After that, Applejack felt a compulsion to return and see Shining Armor. For the first several times, they followed a similar pattern: asking about Twi and the others followed by asking Shining how things were going with him. Time to time he would complain about this or that, making a slight joke that made her giggle. Then there were times he would get excited, talking about how one of the mares in the Initiative had been moved from the mountain side cabins to their new home. About how much promise it was showing as well as the fact that he had mares asking how this would work if they wanted to give birth once more.
Then, little by little, those meetings seemed to just change. It was no longer business and the like, but just her wanting to spend time with Shining Armor. In some ways, he reminded her of her own brother. A hard worker, strong in his own way, and with a bit of a nerdy side she liked to tease. And soon, the pair found themselves doing much more than just talking.
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Applejack grinned as she bounced in place, keeping her eyes locked onto Shining’s as sweat dripped down their brows. Both ponies were panting heavily yet neither was willing to stop. Not just yet at least.
Then, Shining moved to close the distance between the pair. The farmer mare saw this coming a mile away, throwing a glove covered fist his way. She put all her might into that blow, stepping forward to close the distance while adding more force. If it connected, the prince would be knocked down. However, Shining Armor had been a member of the Royal Guard and seemed to have read what she had planned to do well before the thought entered her mind. As such he ducked under the punch to deliver several powerful jabs to her side. This, in turn, caused the mare to stumble to the side just as Armor stuck out a hoof to trip her.
Groaning from her spot on the ground, AJ looked up in time to see Shining bent down to offer up a gloved hand. Like this, she could see his bare muscular chest that still had several large beads of sweat running down and onto his dark blue boxer shorts. His mane was also damp, slicked back with a bandanna wrapped around it just below the horn.
“Need a hand?” he asked playfully. Grinning slightly, Applejack took it. Now standing still and the match over, she could feel just how sweaty she herself was. Looking down, she noticed that her black sports bra was drenched in so much sweat that her nipples could be seen. Below that was her matching short shorts, so short and low on fabric that they might as well be considered panties. It was strange to think about how much things had changed. Before Twi had left, she would have been doing something like this with a pair of sweatpants or shorts that went down to her knees along with a torn shirt that stopped right at her abs. But now? Well, she didn’t mind too much showing off a tad more skin. Besides, she had seen far worse than this on her way to the castle!
Both ponies took a few steps away from each other, placing their gloved hands behind their heads as they began to walk around the ring. Currently the two were in a mixed martial arts gym that Shining Armor had built for the castle guards and staff to take advantage of before and after their shifts. It was large, having been one of several dozen sitting rooms within the castle but located far enough away from the others so as to not disrupt or interfere with the others. In the middle was the full sized boxing ring that she now stood in. To the right of her were two rows of ten various weight lifting equipment as well as a few punching bags. On her left were a large number of treadmills and pedaling machines.
As she continued to walk around, AJ looked towards the back of the room where the only other occupant of the room stood. It was a zebra mare who had once been a unicorn filly the apple farmer knew very well: Sweetie Belle. The filly who had once caused so much trouble around Ponyville stood there between the twin entrances that lead into the unisex locker room and shower. Sweetie wasn’t wearing the normal, traditional maid’s outfit that AJ had seen during her many previous trips to Canterlot. It still had a Prench maid’s skirt, though it was open mighty wide with one of them V cuts going from the top down, wide enough so that her DD breasts spilled out and were accessible to the world along with her stomach. It also exposed the nipple rings hanging from both black nubs with a metal tag in the shape of Shining Armor’s cutie mark on each. This marked her station as the Prince’s personal maid. Along her waist was a small white sash tied up just above the bottom of her skirt. Her legs, flank, and even pussy were completely exposed to the world. Her clit had also been pierced, once more marking her as Shining Armor’s.
Applejack found her gaze lingering more on the younger sister of one of her friends, marveling at the change caused by simple oils. She had been there, as a guest of Shining Armor, when she had been transformed before the crowd of nobles to prove that the process was safe. Standing next to the blue maned stallion, she had watched as two zebras had undressed the younger mare right there in the throne room until she stood as naked as the day she had been born. Though her cheeks had turned a slight hint of red, she didn’t protest none as she was then washed down with regular old water. Then had come the amber oils, a shudder running through Applejack’s body as she remembered how Sweetie had reacted the moment it came into contact with her coat. The younger mare moaned and cooed with delight, her juices dripping out the floor as she needed help standing due to the sheer level of pleasure they provided. Of the vacant look in the mare’s pleasure filled face as they laid her down before placing one of them zebra symbols right above her birthing hole. Once that had been completed, Sweetie was given time to recover as the oils began working their own brand of magic on her. After a time, the earth mare could see the color of Sweetie’s mane beginning to dull while her horn shrank. Not that Sweetie herself realized as she was busy deciding which of the several zebra studs that had been brought in would take her cherry before the gathered crowd. Three of the nine stallions there were chosen, one laying on the ground while two others stood next to the mare as she rode a mighty zebra shaft. Using both hands she stoked their members as she bounced, sucking on one black member before turning to the next. Zebra seed soon began to flow, shooting into the mare’s pussy, mouth, and upon her coat. Even her anus was used.
It was then that AJ saw the sight that she could never forget. From that symbol that the natural zebra mares had placed on Sweetie, came thick stripes that snaked their way across her body. Two shot up the mare’s stomach heading straight for her nipples to turn them black once they made contact. Her horn was visibly becoming smaller, its point becoming nothing more than a rounded bump while more stripes became situated across her body. The mare’s fingers alternated from black to white while her mane became black with white stripes. One of Applejack’s hands went to her breast, watching as those snake-like stripes moved towards the mare’s cutie mark. They latched onto it, draining it of all its color before replacing parts of it with spirals. As her destiny changed, so too did the last of her physical transformation. Her horn sank into her skull leaving a perfectly smooth head while her tail became that of a zebra.
While the others in the crowd cheered it on and asked Sweetie how she felt, Applejack was in a world of her own. She liked the way she looked just fine and dandy, having no real desire to change into a zebra. But this was now the second time that she had seen the magic of them oils first hand and the effect they had on a mare. Did they really feel that good? That was a question that would haunt AJ for many nights as she played with herself imagining that it was her under that spell.
The sound of Shining pounds his gloves together brought AJ back to the present. Seeing he was ready the two began to circle the other once more to continue their own brand of fun. As Shining sent out his first jab, Applejack felt a rush of excitement as she blocked it. It was nice finding a stallion other than her brother willing to throw down with her like this. Most of the fellas back home shied away when the subject was brought up, intimidated by her muscles and the strength she was well known for. But not Armor. He was up for the challenge and proved that he could bridge their gap in strength with technique as well as experience.
As the two continued their fight they lost track of time, too caught up in the thrill. But, eventually, their bodies told them that enough was enough. Even a mare like Applejack, who could spend all day in the fields bucking apples from the trees, knew she needed to call it quits.
“Alright, let’s hit the…AJ, something the matter?” asked Shining Armor, his words causing the orange coated mare to realize that her attention had drifted back to Sweetie. She must have been staring mighty intently for Shining to pick up on it.
“Oh, ah, it’s nothing ya have ta worry about,” said AJ quickly, taking off her gloves as she spoke. However, the look Shining Armor was giving her told her that he wasn’t buying it. Briefly, he glanced over at Sweetie and then back at her.
“You know, if you really want to do it there is no need to hold yourself back,” he said, surprising the country mare. “I mean, you don’t have to join Rarity, Fluttershy, and Twilight if you really want to become a zebra. I can easily do the transformation here so you can head back home when it’s-”
Applejack’s eyes widened, her hands raised to wave off the notion. “No, no. It ain’t nothing like that. I swear,” she said quickly. “Just, well, something about them changin’ like that has been rattlin’ in my head for a spell. Ah like bein’ a pony, but Ah was just wonderin’ what it was like.”
Shining’s surprised face relaxed a bit before smiling at her, causing several goosebumps to appear on her skin. “To be honest, I like you just the way you are now as well,” he said, causing the farmer mare to blush up a storm.
“Come on, enough kiddin’ around now,” she managed to say while averting her eyes. Something within her felt off, a warmth rising from within her chest when she heard those words. “Ya know Ah ain’t all that special ta look at. Not compared ta all the models runnin’ around these here parts. Ya even married a princess of love. So when ya compare her ta me, well, ya know ah don’t stand out all that much.”
As she began struggling to push that feeling within her down, the prince closed the distance between them before cupping the mare’s cheek. Now for some reason that touch sent a wave of pleasure through Applejack’s core as she became unable to stop him from lifting her head up to look at him. Their eyes locked while his hand began to caress her cheek in such a gentle manner that made her heart swoon, his thumb rubbing against her chin.
“Applejack, you are beyond special,” he said, speaking as though he were telling an irrefutable fact. “Before me stands a mare that embodies the very essence of country charm. A mare who is down to earth, hooves firmly planted on the ground and forged from knowing the value of hard work. One with a strong body and an even stronger heart. Willing to fight tooth and nail for their family. Trust me AJ, there are still far too many mares in Canterlot who barely hold a candle to you when compared to those traits. As for your looks, well, I would rather see you with those sexy freckles than stripes any day of the century. Honestly, had we met sooner back when Celestia was still our ruler, I would have had a hard time deciding between you and Cadence.”
“Ah…well…that is,” AJ stumbled with her words while her heart continued to pound rapidly in her chest. While being the Element of Honesty didn’t give her an internal lie detector as some thought, something about the way he said all that as well as the look in his eyes told her that he meant every single word. And to have those words, those feelings, expressed to her so honestly was a bit more than she ever expected.
It was then that Shining Armor made the move that would forever change her destiny. He closed the distance between them to place his lips upon hers. The moment she felt his touch caused a new form of warmth that she had never experienced before to rush through her veins. It started at the point of contact, her lips, before shooting all throughout her end and into her mind nearly causing it to crash. Returning the kiss caused that feeling to begin rushing down her spine before it was sent to every corner of her being.
Soon the kiss became more heated, more passionate than anything the country mare had ever experienced before. The prince’s hands moved behind her, one snaking its way to the small of her back before wrapping around it to keep them close. His other hand went for the mare’s flank, squeezing it. Applejack raised her arms while a small part of her mind told her that something wasn’t right. It continued to talk as her hands took hold of Shining’s sides, telling her to push him away and make a break for it. To get as far away from this place as possible. Yet that voice was silenced as AJ instead wrapped her arms around Shining while hooking a leg around one of his own. No, getting away from this was the last thing she wanted to do
But, as the need for air grew too strong, the two were forced to part. Both panting and with deep red blushes on their faces, they looked into the others eyes.
“Applejack, do you trust me?” asked Shiny.
“Ah…Ah do,” panted the orange mare.
Smiling, Shiny gently pulled them apart for each other while sending a signal to Sweetie Belle. What that signal was, AJ had no idea as her wrist was grabbed by her new potential lover. Still breathing hard she found herself being dragged off to the locker room. A single word could be used to describe this room: simple. On one side was a row of lockers, ten in total and each one large enough to hold a full sized stallion. In front of the lockers was a single long wooden bench to sit on. Then, on the other side, was a single massive shower with several shower heads coming out near the ceiling.
But there was something else in the room that she had missed when she had first entered this room to get changed earlier: a door in the very back. Now she could not miss it as it opened, revealing a pair of zebra mares. Both stood there, naked as the day they was born, each holding one of the clay jars Applejack had seen before between their breasts. For a moment, AJ could only stand there in frozen terror wondering if that was the same stuff they had used to turn Sweetie into a zebra.
Then, before she could even take a step back, Shining Armor was right behind her with his hands around her waist. She could feel his hard member pressing against her flank, their shorts creating the only barriers.
“Applejack, if you really want to feel what it’s like to transform but not really change, we can make that happen,” he whispered into her ear before his lips made contact with her neck. The feeling of his teeth and tongue against her fur caused the mare to shudder with delight, glad he was holding onto her like this.
“Yah can?” she asked in a breathy voice.
“That in there is the same oil that we use to make a mare’s body softer,” said Shining after a moment. “All it will do is alter your muscles. You’ll still be as strong as you are now; it just won’t be as obvious. But, if you don’t want to, you won’t have to.”
For a moment, Applejack said nothing as she looked down at her own body. At the muscles she had built up during a lifetime of hard work while the memory of what happened to Moonlit played in her head. Was she willing to lose her muscles? No, wait. Shining said she wasn’t going to lose them. They would just be more hidden. Wouldn’t that be a surprise next time Rainbow came down to the farm, thinking AJ had lost her edge only to be in for a rude awakening. Plus this was what she wanted, wasn’t it. Finding out what it felt like to transform? If she didn’t like it and they couldn’t undo the change then at least she wouldn’t be stuck in some awful state. She would still be herself and help out around the farm. Really wasn’t seeing any downsides to this.
“Alright,” she said with a nod. “Let’s do this.”
A single, long kiss planted at the base of her neck was Shining Armor’s only response. A kiss that caused her to throw her head back and moan before the stranger in front of her.
When Shining Armor pulled away, his hands went to the base of her sports bra. Taking a breath, she raised her arms up to allow the stallion to pull it off. Just like that her mounds jiggled as they were exposed to these strangers who simply stood there with smiles on their faces. Once they were completely off, Shining Armor tossed the fabric off to the side without a care in the world before bending down to do the same with her shorts. Though this time he was a bit slower, planting small kisses on her flanks and inner thighs. But soon enough, she stood there as naked as the zebra mares.
“Come,” said one of the other mares, gesturing to the shower. AJ nodded, stepping out and away from the shorts that had pooled around her hooves as she made her way to the other side of the room. Once there, she was told through gestures that she was to stand in the middle. For a moment, Applejack thought that the water would be turned on or something. Only that didn’t happen. Instead she was told to just lie down on the cold floor and her head resting on one of the zebra’s lap. Said lap was amazingly soft, almost pillow-like to the point where AJ thought she might fall asleep at any moment. There was a scent that was slowly filling her nostrils, the odor of a mare’s arousal and excitement. Perhaps it was from the jar of oils next to her head. Or perhaps it belonged to this mare. Could it have been both? As she pondered this, the lap mare reached into her jar, dipping her fingers in while the other sat down her own jar and began to dip a small wash towel inside.
The zebra whose lap her head lay upon removed her fingers from the oil, revealing an oil that almost looked the same color as the apple mare’s coat dripping from her fingers. Slowly the fingers moved over to AJ’s temples, allowing her to get a whiff of their scent. It was weird because, at first, the oils smelt so alien only for her to suddenly recognize it as the scent of her own orchard after a fresh spring rain. Perhaps there was even a hint of cinnamon in there. Before she could ponder why the scent had changed to something more familiar and personal, the oil made contact with her coat.
The sensation the oil made on her body was, as Rares would put it, ‘simply divine’. So much so that Applejack couldn’t help but make a sound somewhere between a sigh and a moan while all the tension in her vanished. Her head, it was like she had been suffering from a headache for years only to finally have it clear! This was amazing. So much so that she didn’t mind the slight fogginess that crept over her, slowing most thoughts save for those connected to pleasure. It was like feeling good was the only thing she could now feel.
Perhaps that was why the touch of the wash towel finally making its way to AJ’s coat caused the mare to gasp, her hips bucking into the air before slamming back down. She couldn’t help it. Trying to figure out why it felt so good was too much for her brain right now. The only thing AJ could do right now was to connect this feeling with the experience she had once at a sleepover with Rares. Specifically the time when her unicorn friend had let them use this fancy new hot tub she got which seemed to always know what each mare’s favorite temperature for a soak was. That same pleasurable warmth seemed to instantly sink deep into her skin, moving further down until it reached her veins. And there was…something else that was so alien yet felt so amazing. She was at a loss for words on how good it was making her feel, just let her body react.
As the haze continued to cloud her mind, the farmer mare found enough sense to watch what was happening to her. The zebra mare just seemed to wipe away the muscles with the same ease as one wipes off a mess on the kitchen counter! Wherever the little towel went, all her muscles just seemed to vanish into nothing but smooth, soft looking coat. Her arms that put many stallions to shame were just gone! In their place were the orange arms of a normal mare. Her abs were next, a six pack becoming a nicely rounded stomach that made her look neither overly fat nor too thin. Just perfect. On and on this went with Applejack continuing to breathe hard. Then, she was done. Transformed into something different yet still the same.
Once the zebras had finished, they moved away carefully from the orange mare with the one whose lap AJ’s head had been resting on simply sliding back and gently resting her head against the cold floor. Yet, even as the zebras began to pack up their stuff, a change was still going on within the farmer. The warmth inside of her was still there, causing her to squirm. She needed something. Longed for-
A sudden gasp escaped her lips as she felt the hand of Shining Armor upon her breast. Her back seemed to arc on its own, pressing more of her mound into his palm. In response the stallion gave it a firm squeeze while letting out a sound of approval. For the first time since this started, AJ realized that the prince was still here. Now naked he knelt beside her, completely devoid of any clothing. Her attention became transfixed to his stallionhood which was standing at full mast so close to her face. AJ’s senses seemed to become hyper focused on it, staring at every vein while inhaling the scents of a male’s musk that only comes out after a hard work. Her hips began to twist from side to side as she took all this in, wanting to be with her stallion. Wanting him to fully claim her like she had with that thick cock already dripping with pre.
Moving slightly, Armor’s meat spear landed on Applejack’s upper lip. With her first breath she was now able to inhale the scent direct from the source, nearly sending her into a new level of bliss. For several long seconds she just laid there, breathing in the scent as if the desire to burn it into her memory had always been there. And while she did this, Shining continued to play with her breast. He squeezed her mound over and over again before cupping it. He squeezed her nipple, twisting and pulling on it. But never too rough so that she would be in pain.
Finally, AJ could no longer hold herself back. Moving her head as far to the side as she could, she managed to position herself so that the cock was right in front of her lips. Opening her mouth, she licked the head earning a pleasurable sigh from her love. Several times she licked at the slit, lapping up as most of the pre as she could. Oh, the moment his fluids touched her taste buds she knew she was addicted for life. Eventually she could no longer hold herself back, taking the entire thing into her mouth. Lordy, her mouth began to water as his taste filled her with bliss. The saltiness of his sweat mixed with his own natural flavor along with the pre-cum was almost divine. Her head began to swim through a fog of lust, banishing away anything that could be considered doubts as she bobbed her head to get more of this in her. A hum of delight would escape her, sending vibrations along the cock which she knew he could feel.
While this was going on, Shining was playing with her body. One hand was still on her breasts, kneading it as his lips connected to a nipple. He sucked on it like a foal, making AJ squirm a bit while his other hand made its way down her body. Like he was taking in the new lay of the land before planting his crop. And boy oh boy did he find the perfect spot. Two fingers ran down her slit, becoming drenched in the fluids she was producing. After a few strokes he entered her, using those digits to explore her insides. As he did, his digits would spread apart to press against the walls of her inner passage. Shiny seemed to enjoy the tightness there, sinking his hand deeper inside while his thumb made circles around her clit.
Then, he pulled away. For a moment, AJ let out a whine that would have sounded more natural coming from Rares. It wasn’t fair! She wanted more! Was there something wrong? Was he bored? Was she that bad at sex? If that was the case, she would get on her hands and knees to beg for time to improve. But before she could voice that, Shining had grabbed her by the wrist before pulling them both up. It happened so fast that the orange mare stumbled, landing chest to chest with the white stallion who wrapped his arms around her. Relief soon came to her as their lips met once more, his cock pressing against her folds still hard as it had been when they started. The kiss deepened as they began to walk backwards until her back was pressed against the tiled wall.
Then, he pulled away. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” he whispered in a husky voice. Without waiting for her to say a word, his lips made contact with her collar bone causing her to gasp. He kissed her again at the top of her breasts and then again on each nipple. Soon a trail of kisses was made starting at the valley between her breasts going down her stomach and towards her dripping wet pussy. All the while, AJ’s words were sporadic. She was aware that while her hands ran through his blue mane she said things like ‘Yes, right there’, ‘So good’, and ‘Yes, yes, yes’. She almost cried when he stopped near her soaking entrance, only to fade when she found out what he had in store.
Holding onto her flank, Shining had managed to move his shoulders behind her legs while his muzzle remained close to her sex. Before she knew it Applejack was being lifted upwards as the stallion began to stand up. With her sex right in front of the stallion’s face, Shining Armor wasted no more time as he leaned his face forward. AJ’s cries of shock and pleasure reverberated throughout the shower as he felt his lips against her folds, tongue penetrating her depths as though he were making out with it. Her mighty thighs (which no longer looked as powerful as they once did) squeezed his head while her upper body leaned forward. As she did, she could feel his horn sliding between her breasts as though she were giving it a boob job. Not that she cared in that moment how it looked, all that mattered was how she felt! Shining Armor seemed to now know every spot within her wet sex that stimulated her. His tongue lashed around, pressing against her folds finding nerves that she never knew she had to bring her closer to her ultimate release. So much so that when he pulled out of her cunt, Applejack almost ripped off his head in protest only being stopped when his tongue began to caress her hood. Now her upper body was almost thrashing about while still holding his head as the unicorn teased and prodded for her clit to become exposed. When it did, Shining gave it a long hard lick sending the mare in his care into sexual overdrive.
As she climaxed, AJ felt something change within her. If she had to describe what she was feeling, her body and soul felt a little off balance. But such things she couldn’t pay too much mind for long as her entire body seemed to become super sensitive from her climax. She could feel every bead of sweat running down her body, shivers racing down her spin when she felt a breeze against her coat. She knew she was panting now, her breasts heaving up and down on the stallion’s head before she was lifted down onto her hooves.
Though her eyes were now half lidded, the sounds of a new set of hooves entering the locker room caught her attention. Focusing with all her might, she saw Farilla walking into the shower with Sweetie Belle behind her! The zebra maid had her head lowered the entire time while Farilla looked away to the side as if embarrassed by something. It was only when the mare reached a hand up towards her chest did AJ have an inkling as to why.
Without a word Sweetie moved behind Farilla, her piercings swaying side to side with each step she took. In one swift motion, the elegant gown of golden threads that the zebra had been wearing fell to the ground leaving the owner in her bra and panties alone. That did not last long as Sweetie then unhooked the natural born zebra mare’s bra, letting gravity take control as it fell to the ground. A hand quickly went to cover them once more as a shade of red appeared on Farilla’s face, though she was not quick enough for Applejack not to notice the mare’s nipples. For some reason, her lust fueled mind seemed to hyper focus on them. They were a bit longer than most, sticking out while remaining thin. Oh by the heavens, she wanted to suck on them so badly while Shining watched! Sweetie did not help with the panties, Farillia having taken a deep breath as she bent to pull them down.
As Sweetie began to disrobe as well, Farilla moved closer to the pair. Once she was close enough, the smaller mare wrapped her arms around Shining’s torso in a hug and buried her face in the side of his chest. Slowly she sank to her knees, kissing their stallion before moving under him to kiss the stallion’s spear. At the same time, Sweetie was now on her hands and knees as she crawled over naked as the day she had been reborn towards Prince Armor. She moved to his backside, kissing the back of his hoof before making her way upward until she reached his flank. The transformed zebra then made her way to his ponut, sticking out her tongue, and began to dive in.
Seeing this should have repulsed AJ, yet she did not. In fact, seeing that this mare knew her place was another turn on for her. She was lower than AJ and her herd sister Farilla. That was her role.
…Wait, why did she think that? Well, because it was true. Wasn’t it?
Before she could think about it anymore, the haze within her mind seemed to strengthen as she was lowered down to the ground. Now back on shaky legs, her back pressed against the wall as she looked at Shining who was now making out with Farilla. The smaller mare had an arm wrapped around his neck while the other stroked his member slowly.
Then, Shining pulled away from his zebra fiancé.
“Go welcome your new herd sister,” he said while taking a step back to watch. Farilla smiled and nodded before moving over to Applejack. But rather than kiss her, Farilla reached down her body to stick two fingers in her pussy. AJ watched in fascination as the sweet zebra mare began to stroke up the fires within her marehood. Seeing that caused Applejack’s hand to move down her body and mirror the action. For sometime the two mares pleasured themselves before the other until their hands were soaked in their own juices. Then, as if they both knew what to do, they both removed their hands from their pussies at the same time and brought them to the other’s mouth. Both accepted the other’s fingers, sucking on the juices the other had. AJ’s tongue wrapped around and lapped at the digits, tasting the surprisingly sweet love nectar on it. She then moaned as Farilla did the same.
Once there was nothing more to lick up, the two herd sisters removed their fingers before closing the gap between. Embracing the other, the two began to kiss deeply. Neither cared who was watching as their tongues dove into the other’s mouth, caressing the other’s insides.
Somehow, during the kiss, Farilla became the one planted against the wall. Applejack found herself bent over, her flank sticking out as her hands were planted on the wall on either side of the flat chested zebra mare. Then the farmer mare then shuddered when the strong hands of Shining Armor landed on her flank. A moment later, her eyes widened as she felt his massive pole plunge deep into her depths and only stopping when it hit her womb. Her mouth was open, not a sound coming out while her eyes watered, her body sending her details about what was inside her. How it spread her insides, the feeling of his medial ring, the way it pulsed within her. By the time she had taken a few breathes, her breasts bouncing as they hung beneath her frame, it felt like a part of her was memorizing his cock.
“You’re incredible Applejack,” groaned Shining Armor as he pulled out slightly only to slam back into her. Something about the fog that was plaguing AJ’s mind shifted when she heard that along with the feeling of the thrust inside her. Those words seemed to echo in her mind along with the pleasure that was swiftly replacing the pain. Her coat seemed to tingle slightly as his hands caressed her hips as well as the sides of her stomach.
His thrusts became wilder, more forceful. As she stared at the zebra in front of her, her mind was in a daze while the sounds of flesh striking flesh seemed to echo all around her. The sounds of his hips slapping against her rear. The echoes of her breasts bouncing around with such force that they made a smacking noise when they hit her chest. Something within her shifting, something important that she knew she could place a finger on if her mind wasn’t being washed with pleasure.
“She will help birth many foals,” came a soft voice from beneath Applejack. “Many strong colts.” Those words seemed to move some of the fog away as AJ looked down, seeing Sweetie Belle beneath her. Before the orange mare could say anything, the zebra maid raised her head and managed to catch one of the bouncing nubs in her mouth. At that moment, Applejack felt herself go cross-eyed as she raised her head, crying out some unintelligent sound with her tongue hanging out. As Sweetie continued to suckle her, AJ saw two versions of herself. The first, her present self, was bent over in the shower room with her face against the wall and tongue hanging out while another mare teased her nipple like a newborn. Then, that image changed. She could see herself on a bed, cradling a newborn foal in one arm and watching as she nursed him. Next to her was Shining Armor, a hand over her stomach where she knew instinctively that the seeds of new life had begun to sprout once more. The image of her and the stallion who had proclaimed his admiration as well as love for her settling down to bring forth a new generation was enough to bring her to a new level of ecstasy.
“Not just her,” grunted Shining Armor, his thumbs spreading AJ’s ass crack a bit more as he said this. “Farilla as well. Both shall bear me my young. Mothers of a whole new Equestria. As for you Sweetie, any foal you carry shall live to serve our house.”
Applejack gasped as the visions of her and Shining shifted. Now both she and Farilla were on the bed together, Shining Armor between them and holding them close to him as they nursed their young foals. Foals that would grow up to either be strong stallions like their father or beautiful mares that would be sought after to breed newer, better families. Foals that could continue the lineage of Shining Armor and the new Equestria that he was creating. That she, a nobody mare from a tiny little town that few cared about until that one Summer Sun Celebration all those moons ago, would become the foundation of it all.
“YES!” screamed Applejack. “Fill me! Breed me! Mah body will help ya bring forth the strongest foals ya ever did see!” Shining Armor said something, but it was barely heard over AJ’s pleads to be bread. To be fucked endlessly until a new life was inside her, her milk flowing from her tits freely. All while Shining Armor continued to pound her pussy.
End Flashback [/hr]
As fingers parted the lips of her sex, the apple bucking mare could barely contain her excitement as her memories continued to flow. A part of her wanted to just keep lying there, legs spread as far as they could, and pleasure herself until she came. But, knowing how important today was, she knew she could not just lay about. No matter all the changes that had happened in recent years she would never be a lazy daisy. No sir! She would do her part, just like everypony else in this arrangement.
Speaking of, Applejack glanced around the large room to see where the other occupant that had shared this bed with her was. Normally, she and Farilla would awake around the same time but it seemed that this time the slender zebra mare had beaten her to the punch as she was no longer in the bed. Not surprising as she was sure Farilla had been looking forward to this far longer than AJ! It didn’t take long to find the striped mare, finding her sitting in a corner of the spacious room with a full body mirror in front of her. Naked as the day she had been born, Farilla combed her mane with a dreamy expression reflected back at her.
“Mornin’ sugarcube,” said Applejack. Her voice made the smaller mare jump while an adorable squeak escaped her lips. Nervously, she got to her hooves before swiftly turning around while holding the silver brush in her hands like a sword. Though this didn’t last long as her arms seemed to relax a little as she saw that it was only Applejack.
A small giggle escaped Applejack as she slowly pushed herself out of the bed before approaching Farilla. The mare was smaller than her, with the top of her head just barely reaching AJ’s shoulder. Starting from her head, Farilla had a mane that was mostly white with three stripes of black that almost seemed randomly placed. Her face was smoothed to an almost perfect state with the black stripes on her milky white fur resembling the swirls one might find on the cutie marks of pegasi sometimes. The only other black marks being that of her lips which always looked soft. Moving down, the zebra had a very slender frame that was fitting for her height along with small breasts that could be either A or B cup. However they were rather perky, the thick nipples always looking hard as they pointed upwards. The type of nipples that both Shining and Applejack would suck on for hours, watching as she came time and time again. Those wind-like swirl markings continued downward along her sides and even across her belly. Heck, there was even one on both sides of her pussy looking like mirror images of themselves separated by her black slit.
“Y-You scared m-me,” stammered Farilla, one of her hands letting go of her brush so it could rest above her heart. Her hands were small as well, with the top segments of her fingers looking like they had been dipped in ink.
“Sorry there sugar,” was all Applejack could say as she closed the distance between them, pulling Farilla in for a hug. Due to the height difference, the zebra mare’s head rested right between the country mare’s breasts. Not that either of them minded as Farilla returned the hug. Upon feeling this, Applejack kissed the top of her lover’s forehead.
“Up a bit earlier than normal,” said Applejack when they finally separated.
“I, uh, had a hard time sleeping,” admitted Farilla in a soft tone as she turned back to the mirror. Taking a breath, she walked back to it and retook her seat. “It’s a p-pretty big day today.”
“It is,” agreed Applejack in a wistful tone before glancing over at the seat next to Farilla. While the one the zebra mare was sitting on had belonged to Cadence at one point, and being made of crystal, the one that belonged to AJ had been a gift from her brother when she told him the good news. He had worked on it for two days, using some of the best wood from around the farm to create the frame while taking some of the cloth that Granny Smith had left behind before her passing to create the cushion. Sitting in it reminded her of home, of where she came from.
After several minutes of talking, the pair heard a knock at the door before it opened revealing Sweetie Belle. The pair paused to glance over at the servant mare, flashing her a kind smile as she curtsied before them.
“M’ ladies, your bath is ready” said Sweetie in a respectful tone, one that Applejack found odd considering that she was screaming their names along with a series of cusses as the two mares watched Shining Armor ram his meat stick into her repeatedly. Nor was it like it was a secret from the rest of the castle as everypony knew that Shining Armor was trying to breed his personal maid. To impregnate her with a filly of her own that would continue to serve the royal house. AJ supposed the reason for all the fancy formalities was because she was on the clock.
Without even bothering to shrug, Applejack rose from her seat along with Farilla as the two walked down the hallway without bothering to put on a stick of clothing. While AJ walked with pride, her head held high while allowing everypony who wished to gaze upon unrestricted, Farilla was the exact opposite. The smaller mare had her tail tucked in, like a dog who thought she was in danger. Head held downward, she kept her eyes on her hooves while one of her slender arms covered her rather small breasts.
“Still mighty shy about being seen?” whispered AJ as the doors to what had once been Princess Celestia’s bath opened before them, a glow seeming to emanate from the room that made it hard to see what was inside. A trick of magic that had once been set up, according to the staff, so that those who opened it wouldn’t see Celestia with one of her lovers should they carelessly open it. Twilight had left it there when she had inherited the castle, either not knowing or caring what it had been meant for. Or maybe she never went in this one as it was a tad on the ‘excessive’ side for her taste thus she never knew of it. But soon, after today, it would be a thing of the past.
Farilla gave a short nod as she held herself a little tighter. “I’ve never been able to get over being this self conscious,” she said while looking away. “S-Shining knows, uh, I told him about it back when we first met. Me being a zebra mare…there were a lot of…expectations for me to live up to. When I was younger, I would spend hours looking at the pictures of traditional zebra mares hoping one day I could be that beautiful. And, ah, as you can see, I failed to measure up.”
“Hogwash,” said AJ as she got behind the smaller mare, pressing her larger breasts and hard nipples into Farilla’s back. “Ya ain’t failed at nothin’. Just because yah ain’t got a big butt, massive set of tits, or anything like that don’t mean a thing. Both me and Shining think yah be mighty sexy.”
Farilla gave her soon to be herd sister a grateful nod, a blush tinting her cheeks as they fully entered the bathroom. Well, to call it a bathroom wouldn’t do it justice given the grand scope of the room. The room itself was large, probably twice as tall as the barn back home, with the ceiling painted to look as if there were clouds at sunrise. The floor of the rectangular room was made of ancient stone that felt smooth under their hooves with large marble pillars positioned around the pool. Each of the pillars had been carved into the image of a mare, each one of them naked and their gazes fixed on the center with a look of longing. One of those pillars was in the image of the old Twi, before she had become a zebra and alicorn. Made her wonder if these pillars had been done in the image of lovers Celestia had had, planning on making Twi one of them. As for the bath itself, it was more like a very shallow pool. The water came from an underground hot spring, pumped up through the mountain and using magic to preserve its heat.
Both Applejack and Farilla walked over to the water which had a small layer of steam dancing over its surface. The country mare slowly dipped one hoof into the water, watching the slightly green water ripple as she allowed herself to adjust to the heat before fully getting in. Slowly the pair began to lie down in the water only deep enough to submerge Applejack’s chest with their heads resting on the edge. The zebra and the earth pony let out sighs as they felt the minerals in the water, which they had been told helped ease stress and muscle tension, do their work.
As the pair soaked, several ponies began entering the bathing room from a stone doorway situated on the opposite side. All of them mares, naked as the two who shared Shining Armor’s bed and carrying various items in their hands. Shampoos, brushes, small bits of clothing, jewelry, sliced apples, and more. These were once Celestia’s and Twilight’s servants, in charge of washing and helping the royals get ready. Normally, AJ wouldn’t have bothered with them. That she could fix herself up just fine and dandy. But, seeing as this was a special day, she allowed herself to be taken care of.
“Lady Applejack, a letter arrived for you last night after you retired,” said Sweetie as a basin full of hot water was placed behind AJ’s head. At once the naked bathmare, a pegasus with a rain cloud cutie mark, began to wash the blonde mare belonging to the orange mare. “It is from my sister.”
“Rares?” asked Applejack, shooting a glance over at Sweetie who stood there with a letter in hand. The script on the envelope belonged to the zebra. “Well, don’t keep me waitin none, what’s it say?”
“Very well,” replied Sweetie, opening the letter and unfolding the parchment. “To my dearest friend Applejack.” Sweetie then paused, an eyebrow raised as she scanned the letter. She then let out a sigh before letting out a loud squee that echoed through the room while jumping in the air. Three bounces to the right then three bounces to the left. All while letting out that sound, gaining the attention of everypony in the room who just stared at the zebra turned mare blankly. Finally, when it was over, Sweetie looked rather embarrassed.
“Ah, sugarcube, what the hay was all that about?” asked Applejack.
“It’s what Rarity wrote down,” explained Sweetie, showing the document written in zebra. “She even included the motions.” It was true. Rarity had included a doodle of herself hopping about underneath the words.
“Ah, well, ya can just skip them parts from now on,” said AJ as a tingle ran through her scalp caused by the shampoo being used on her. Another zebra product.
“Thank you,” replied a very relieved Sweetie as she quickly scrolled down the letter before continuing. “I just heard the good news from my Master-Husband. Oh my stars and suns! The last I heard about you was when you won those gold medals in Appleloosa.” Applejack let out a hum at the memory. She recalled how nervous she had been to enter, given how recently she had gotten together with Shining Armor. However, he had insisted saying how sexy it would be to see her taking on all them bulls and stallions in every hole. That as well as to prove that she was the only mare worthy of such a medal. “Well, I do hope that this letter reaches you before the big day. When I heard about what was going on, I begged Illras, my Master-Husband, to allow me to travel to be there. However, in his wisdom, he reminded me that there would be no way for us to make it in time. That, along with the stress would place undue burden on my third birth. Truly, I am fortunate to have such a wise stallion to stand behind.
“I do not know when we shall see each other again. My memories of Equestria grow more distant by the day as well as the uneventful life I led before departing.” At that, Applejack felt her eyes roll at Rare being overly dramatic as usual.
“So, in case the worst should happen, I want to tell you all about what has been going on with me. I’m not sure if you are aware, but for a time I was living in the capital until a certain event happened which I wish not to discuss. Hopefully you shall not pry, for it was a truly dreadful event. All I shall say on the matter is, once it was concluded, myself and my twin daughters had to leave the capital. Though it had been done for our sakes I did not take it well leaving the first Mare’s Quarters. It was the place where I was reborn, becoming one of the mares whose duty it was to save the zebras! However, with change comes new opportunities. I was placed under the care of a stallion who would later become my Master-Husband, a shy and somewhat timid stallion when it comes to mares yet brilliant when it comes to trade. His home is in a major trading port along the coastline. The view here is simply breathtaking and with the weather always feeling like it was set to early summer makes this the ideal vacation location. In fact, some of the most influential zebras have their summer villa’s here!
By the time I had fully recovered from my ordeal, a new Mares Quarters had been built next to the beach. Darling Illras then asked for my assistance, he would be managing all the necessities to make sure everything ran smoothly while I greeted our newcomers and helped them with any personal problems they might have. Not that I wish to toot my own horn, but I have been slowly becoming a symbol of what a transformed zebra should strive for as I have trotted down all the paths. I have shown them the morale route, dancing naked upon the stage to better entice the poor dears before taking them into the backroom so that they may fill me with their seed. Those stallions who come to the Mares Quarters are attended with the greatest of care, never leaving until they are fully satisfied. My services have also been requested within several of the smaller shops as I help dress stallions in the latest fashions, mending their clothing, and then allowing them to use me for their final pleasure. And now, I have the great honor of being a Servant-Wife to a stallion whom I am thankful that he allows me to continue to serve so many wonderful zebras. Hopefully, my next birth after this one shall be with his young.
“But that is not all! Recently, I have even been asked to help with other matters within the city. A member of the zebra elite, one of the wealthiest merchants in the land, asked for me specifically to help with his daughter’s coming of age ceremony. Poor dear, I think she is the last mare born from two natural zebras in this city. That is why we made the whole ceremony as special as we could. Oh it was something to be seen as myself and several other mares danced around the mare in the middle of this large room, all of us naked and throwing salt into the air above this young one while her suitors stood off to the side. She looked nervous, especially when the golden blade was brought out to cut her clothing off. Once she was naked, I was granted the honor of marking her with the oils, placing various symbols across her body before the stallions she had invited approached. To help ease her worries, I sucked on one of these massive stallion cocks, wetting it so that it would better slide through her virgin slit. Naturally I did this in front of her to show her the proper form and etiquette for deep throating such fine zebra specimens. When they finally took her, I remained by her side to reassure her. Never once did I leave her side, allowing her to kiss and suck on my nipples while the rest of the mares tended to the other male guests.”
As Sweetie continued to read, Applejack’s thoughts lingered on this coming of age ceremony and how mighty similar it sounded to a recent trend that was happening here in Equestria.
Flashback [/hr]
“Now announcing the arrival of Prince Shining Armor and his lovers; Lady Farilla and Lady Applejack.” Upon hearing their names being called, Applejack took in a breath so deep that it caused her breasts to jiggle briefly before the large doors before the trio opened. Despite everything she had been through in life, all the royal shindigs she had attended since becoming one of Equestria’s defenders, these events still made her feel like she was trying to walk on eggshells. Always fearing that she might do something wrong and embarrass those she was with.
Shining seemed to notice this, squeezing the arm she was holding with both of hers to gain her attention before flashing her a reassuring smile. Glancing across his chest, AJ saw that Farilla was looking at her as well. The zebra mare smiled though it was a shaky one. Honestly, it made Applejack feel a bit better to know that she wasn’t the only one nervous.
With just an additional moment of pause, the three walked through the threshold and into the party. Inside, Applejack found herself in a room that she frankly felt like it had been endlessly copied and pasted as she had seen such places in every noble’s home. Said room was large, probably large enough for a full Apple Family reunion with more than enough room to spare. Above their heads hung four massive chandeliers that flicker with magical lights. On one side of the room were large bay windows so big that an adult dragon could stick their head through no problem. Directly ahead of them was a large staircase. Honestly, the only thing that was ever different in these places was where they put the grub.
As the three moved forward the earth mare could feel the eyes of every elite pony that old Rares would have done anything to bump elbows with fall on her coltfriend. Not that she could blame him because the stallion could sure clean up when he felt like it. Rather than wearing some stuffy suit, he was wearing one of his military uniforms from back when he was Captain of the Guard. With great pride, he wore his numerous gold and silver metals proudly upon his bright red suit jacket. His pants were a matching color, perfectly steamed. He did not wear a crown, but rather had a metal hanging around his neck as a symbol of his station. On his left was Farilla, who was still wearing some of Cadence’s old dresses that had been modified to fit her smaller frame. This time it was a matching red gown with four pointed diamond shaped sapphires sown into the skirt. Meanwhile Applejack was the most casually dressed out of the three of them. She wore a red and black plaid shirt, buttons open and tied under her breasts allowing them to be on full display. Below that the orange mare wore what could only be considered a jean thong, allowing her ass cheeks and cutie mark to be seen by all.
Not that anypony seemed to mind as many of these elite mares were wearing far less. Many of them were wearing bras that were made of a transparent material with cut outs over their nipples in the shape of their cutie marks. As for their panties, they were made of similar material with the cut outs there being in the shape of their stallion’s cutie mark. This allowed their clit piercings to be seen, also in the shape of their stallion’s cutie mark. A few seemed to want to show off their wealth a bit as their bras were little more than thin gold chains. The entire thing was made of gold, strands of it woven together so small and precisely that it looked like a thin stand. These golden bands went over the shoulders and around the breasts before various additional strands moved across the surface of the milk holders. Each of those strands were evenly spaced so that AJ could place her thumb sideways between them. As for their panties, they looked more like silken loincloths. Those were not the only fashion that the apple mare could see. Corsets of various materials and styles could be seen, all of them stopping just below the breasts. Some strode around wearing nothing more than nylon stockings with matching gloves that went all the way to their shoulders.
Such was the attire of Equestria’s new sexual revolution. All across Equestria, even in places like Ponyville, the ponies were just wearing less. Many of the mares in some of the smaller places didn’t wear as fancy looking lingerie as these folks and some didn’t even bother to wear anything at all! Pinkie Pie, for example, now bounced around the town naked as the day she was born along with all of her sisters. Then there were ponies like Rainbow, who spray painted her fight suit onto her body whenever she was out on the town.
But there was one thing that AJ noticed that both classes seemed to be wearing. Around their necks, wrists, and ankles were those rings. More than once, Applejack had walked past those shops run by Equestrian and zebra stallions. Looking through the windows, she watched as mares humbly allowed themselves to have those rings placed on their bodies before their sizes adjusted perfectly so that they would never be removed. Even the rings around their neck, which at first opened up, seemed to become solid bands of silver that could never be removed again. Right now, she was probably one of the few mares who was not wearing them, opting instead to wear rope in those places. It wasn’t because she didn’t trust them, it was more because them things looked too damned fancy for her tastes. Certainly wasn’t going to spend any of her well earned bits for something like that!
There was only one other mare who was as overdressed as Farilla. That mare was the star of the show tonight, daughter of the noble stallion Diamond Mine: Ruby Fields. Ruby was a mare who today had turned eighteen, a unicorn mare with a bright red coat, stunning brilliant green eyes, and a long white mane what seemed to swirl down to the small of her back. She was dressed in a one piece, lime green sleeveless dress that hugged nicely against her curves while accenting her D-cup breasts.
“Prince Armor!” called an older, slightly paunchy stallion in a black suit and red sash across his gut. He did his best to speed walk over to the trio, his thick upturned mustache twitching with every step he took. Despite having only seen him once before, AJ would never forget that this stallion was the host of the party. “So glad you could make it sire. So glad, so glad.”
“Well, there was a little stumble in us getting here,” said Shining, smiling at the mare while never making a move to tell his mares that they needed to let go of him. “Lady Celestia was pounding on my chamber doors for the better part of an hour.”
“Ah…yes,” said Diamond, his tone becoming less enthused. “No doubt upset that you have asked her to remove herself from your castle.” As he spoke, the stallion shot an aggressive glance over to the side. Applejack turned her head to look in that direction only to then force herself not to roll her eyes in annoyance. Standing there in what could only be magically created shadows, since the entire room was well lit including in that one corner, was the former ruler of Equestria Lady Celestia. Her title as Princess no more, she stood there in one of her elegant dresses looking on the scene before her like an old grump ready to shout at everypony to ‘get off her lawn’. At least, that’s what it looked like to AJ. Or maybe it was more of an ‘these young foals today, why back in my day we wore clothes and we liked it damn it’. Whatever, her expression made it so that only the bravest of serving mares would dare approach her. Though it was a bit odd seeing there was a maid next to her.
“Hmm. She left me little choice,” replied Shining Armor, his good natured tone vanishing as he glanced over at his former boss. He then let out a sad sigh, shaking his head as he did so. “Despite all the distrust and accusations she has hurled at me, I had offered her a chance to stay in the castle until my official coronation as a show of no hard feelings. Let bygones be bygones. And do you know how she repaid me? Just this morning I found her in my private office, my locked private office, with papers thrown all over the place. She’s lucky I didn’t throw her in the dungeons with a magic suppression ring on her horn!”
“As would have been your right, sire,” agreed Diamond. “The nerve of her! Yelling at you after showing such mercy! The whole of Canterlot is talking about it!”
“Well, in all fairness, she accepted the fact that she was being removed from the castle well,” admitted Shining Armor, gaining Diamond’s attention. “It was what I said after that sent her into a rage. Since it’s not going to be happening now, I don’t see any harm in telling ponies that many within the castle were thinking, considering inviting our allied leaders and diplomats from various other nations to attend the coronation. I mean, come on, I’m going to be the third ruler of a nation that has lasted for over a thousand years. That’s a pretty big deal. Plus we can show how much Equestria has changed. Of course, King Zed and his entire family would have been in attendance. But, given how Lady Celestia is acting, I thought it best to ax the idea entirely.”
Diamond Mine’s jaw dropped a little as he heard this, not that Applejack blamed him none. She herself had been accosted by the sun alicorn more than once. The first time had been pleasant enough, with Celestia requesting her presence within her suite in the castle to catch up. Mostly they spoke about how she was doing and how things with Shining Armor were progressing. Simple things really, though she couldn’t help but feel at times that the former princess was expecting something bad. Their next few meetings felt more like interrogations as she was practically dragged into an empty room with a mare who was increasingly losing the regal composure she had displayed for centuries. The last time had been mighty unpleasant, with Celestia actually suggesting that she didn’t care much for the well beings of her friends like Twilight! The nerve!
With that, along with her recent break into Shining Armor’s office, it was clear that she was not going to abide by the noble’s judgment. Even a country mare like her could see that having both herself there and all them important guests would be a recipe for trouble. Just like that time they invited Great Uncle Chili Pepper to the family reunion, things would have exploded in a nasty way. No doubt she’d make a scene, accusing King Zed to his face of holding Twi against her will or something. Maybe talking to the others there to turn them against good old Zed. Course, they could just not invite her…and then she’d still storm in and try to take Twilight or something.
“That…is a shame,” said Diamond Mine at last, glancing over at Celestia once more.
“I, ah, take it that you didn’t invite the Lady of the Sun?” asked Farilla.
Diamond shook his head. “No, she came with her maid through the back,” he answered. “When I finally noticed her she had made her presence known to a few of the other nobility. Seeing as how this is the biggest night for my little pony, I didn’t want to cause a scene by having her removed. That and Princess Luna had just arrived.” At that, the slightly chubby stallion gestured to an area of the room opposite of Celestia. Having recently recovered from her recent birth, she stood there greeting anypony who approached her with an excited smile. No doubt thrilled that she and her husband would be heading north soon to become the new rulers of the Crystal Empire. As normal of her of late, the Lunar Princess’ horn was capped in silver with a crescent moon charm dangling from it which matched the earrings. Her top was a transparent black cloth that circled around her neck and shoulders before shooting down in a V-shape before connecting to a silver chain right below her breasts. Below that, she wore a crotchless salwar of the same material. Stars, nebulas, and entire galaxies seemed to appear on her leggings while shooting stars seemed to flow across her breasts. Besides her, greeting ponies with even greater enthusiasm, was Prince Dreiga, dressed in the finest suit and tie.
“I think knowing that her sister is here is keeping the Lady at bay,” continued Diamond. As if on cue, Princess Luna looked in the direction of Celestia. Her smile faded somewhat, giving the elder of the two alicorns a disapproving look. This, in turn, caused the Lady of the Sun to huff. “Though, should the Lady do anything to ruin this night, her sister will be the least of her worries. I may not look like much, but I shall use all my might to toss her cake loving ass off the mountain, tied in chains!”
Shining nodded in understanding. “That is understandable. As a member of the Royal Family, I feel like I must apologize for this unwanted stress on such a joyous occasion. Please, if there is anything I can do to make it up to you, I shall see it done. Within reason, of course.”
Diamond’s eyes lit up at that. “Well, there is something you can do,” replied the stallion. “See, I want this night to be as special as possible for my Ruby. And she’s had a bit of a crush on you for years now. So, it would mean the world to us both if you lead the procession. And, perhaps, should you wish you could add her to one of your future wives?”
Shining let out a hum, glancing over at Ruby for a moment. “I suppose it wouldn’t be too inappropriate for me to get this party started,” said Shining after a moment. “However, that’s really all I feel comfortable doing. Now, don’t get me wrong. Ruby is a very attractive mare and your family has supported me since my sister relinquished the throne. The thing is I already have two mares that are truly dear to me that have waited longer than they should to become officially part of my herd. Not only would it feel like a betrayal to them for bringing in a younger mare, but it would also come across as favoritism towards the rest of the Canterlot Elite. As for Ruby herself, I am sure she invited many of her suitors to attend. This should be about them and not be about something that may or may not happen.”
“But my Prince, my Ruby deserves,” began Diamond, however was stopped when Shining gave him a firm look which then softened once the father was silenced.
“In time, your Ruby will get her chance. But not this night,” said Shining Armor in a kind yet firm tone. “This is to be the biggest night of her life. This Scissor Party is to celebrate that she will no longer be seen as a filly, but mare. The last thing that either of us wants is for her to think that she has but this one night to please me. If we did that, she might become hyper focused on myself. And, should there be nothing more than physical attraction on my part, she might end up thinking that she did something wrong, blaming herself for who knows how long. So,” Shining Armor paused as he glanced over to Applejack and then Farilla. The two knew instantly what that look meant and they nodded in agreement. “We shall all take part in tonight’s ceremony in order to guide her. Then, after tonight, we can begin scheduling meetings so that myself and Lady Ruby can become better acquainted in a more private setting. If there is something there, then perhaps she shall be added to my herd or as a Royal Concubine. Should they not and things are not working out with any of her other suitors, then I will be more than willing to take her on as one of my personal maids.”
Diamond Mine paused for a moment, seeming to think the matter over. Though AJ didn’t need to do so since the offer was more than fair in her opinion. Thankfully, this big wig seemed to come to the same conclusion, nodding his head in agreement.
For the next hour or so, Applejack moved along with her group as Shining Armor made the rounds. Along the way, they met up with a few more familiar faces. One of them being Spike and his growing herd. Applejack was proud to see her little sis there, dressed in a frilly white bra and black panties that marked her as a maid. Though they all knew she would only remain as such until after the wedding. The same went for Scootaloo, Gabby, and Smolder. The conversation was mostly pleasantries, though Shining did say that he had considered giving control of the Crystal Empire to his adopted younger brother for a time. Spike had blushed at the comment before saying he understood why he didn’t get it. While the dragon was the hero of the Empire that didn’t mean he was qualified to rule. At least, not yet.
“Well, Equestria is expanding,” replied Shining Armor, smiling as he began talking in a lower tone. “You didn’t hear this from me, but I have been meeting with various representatives from Griffonstone. It seems like the nation is split, half of them wanting to join Equestria while the rest want to hang on to the old ways. If they do decide to become a part of our country, then I’m going to need somepony I trust to oversee it. Or maybe some dragon who has ties to the Royal Family, has helped with scheduling and organization of one of our nation’s former princesses, and done so much more.”
“Me?” asked Spike. “I, ah, don’t know what to say. I mean, if I’m not suited for the Empire, then what makes you think I can handle Griffonstone?”
“Well,” began Shining, his smile turning into a bit of a smirk. “For one thing, it’s not as grand as the Empire. It’s a smaller nation, and as I’m sure Gabby will second, a bit of a fixer-upper.”
The griffonness snorted at that. “I think it’s a bit more than that,” she replied.
“But, the smaller size means that there will be less to keep track of,” continued Shining Armor. “I think it’ll be a great place for you to test yourself in your ability to rule while also making it our own. You’ll be given free reign of the land. Plus it’s not that far off from the Dragon Lands. I’m sure Dragon Lord Ember would be more than happy to see you more often. Just do me a favor and don’t go too crazy. So, if you are interested, you have some time to start studying up until the griffons come to a decision. Or maybe you would prefer the Kirin lands? They are close to officially joining us as well.”
Once they had said their goodbye to Spike, the next familiar face Applejack saw belonged to Princess Luna. It seemed that the princess was considering adding to her own little herd, trying to find a herd sister or two that she could watch Dreiga impregnate while she was with foal again. It was then that she gestured to her own maid. One that Applejack nearly did a double take as she hadn’t even noticed the mare standing there until Luna pointed her out! She was a light green mare with a darker mane. Unlike Spike’s maids whose uniform Spike had picked out himself, hers was a black Prench maids skirt with a wide V cut that went all the way down, exposing her modest B-cup breasts. 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 which showed her cutie mark (a wilting flower in a pot), and even pussy were completely exposed for everyone to see.
“This is Wallflower Blush,” Luna had introduced, squeezing the mare’s rump as she did which earned her an ‘eep’ from the mare. “Out of all the mares the castle has provided for us, I have found a certain kinship with her. To be honest, I’m more than a little fond of her. The same goes for Dreiga. We both simply adore showering her with attention.” As she said this part, Luna’s hand went to stroke the cheek of the green mare whose face was now turning flush. The green mare’s legs began to tremble and Applejack could see fluids of arousal beginning to drip from her exposed sex. “She’s a little hesitant to officially join both myself and my dear husband. She keeps saying the silliest things like how she’s unworthy to be lifted to the same degree as us. Utter nonsense I say.” With that, Luna removed her hand from Wallflower’s cheek before giving her a loud slap on the ass.
“I see,” said Shining, giving the maid a good once over. “Well, hopefully you’ll be able to convince her otherwise. So, any others out there that have caught your eyes?”
“Why of course,” said Dreiga before gesturing over to Ruby Fields. “That one over there caught our eye as soon as we entered. Already had a chat with her before you arrived. Pleasant mare, very pleasant. However, I got the distinct impression that she would rather stay here than move to the Empire. Well, no matter. If we do decide to ask and are refused, it will not be the end of the world. Passing fancy after all. There are others we have thought of to breed. One is a very, er, talkative mare by the name of Autumn Blaze. Do you know her? A kirin! Their numbers are sadly few, mostly mares like here in Equestria. Perhaps one could look at their culture and see it as what might have happened to the ponies had you, Prince Shining Armor, not stepped in. Well, it would be my honor to help increase their numbers. Now, there is another that has caught our attention. A former student of your sister: Silverstream.”
“Silverstream? You approached her about this?” asked Applejack, thinking of her former student.
“No, she approached us,” said Princess Luna, a slight smile playing on her lips. “She is rather curious, eager to learn. And we are more than willing to teach her such amazing pleasures leading up to the ultimate joy of giving birth.”
Before anypony could say any more, a loud clap was heard. One that seemed to echo through the room, drawing the eyes of all into the center. There stood Diamond Mine, slowly lowering his hands, with Ruby Field standing behind him with her hands placed in front of her. But there were others there as well. Standing next to Diamond was a zebra mare. Whether she had been born with those stripes or had been transformed, AJ had no idea. She stood there, completely naked holding a red velvet pillow in her hands. Nestled on top of the pillow was a golden scissor. Also, standing behind Ruby, were four stallions. Two of them were unicorns, slender and looking like they had never worked out a day in their lives. Not even on the playground as foals! Next to them was a pegasus stallion, whose lean muscle mass was evident through the skin tight clothing he wore. The final one was a regular earth stallion, tall and well built. Not os much as Big Mac, but still it was mighty impressive.
“I welcome all of you to my daughter’s Scissor Party,” exclaimed Diamond. “Tonight, she shall take her first steps into adulthood and begin doing her part to help save Equestria from itself. Along with her tonight, are those suitors who wish the honor of breeding her. From the House of Magus, I present their only colt: Thin Tome. From the House of Bits, I present their only colt: Savory Deal.” At that, the two unicorns bowed as polite applause sounded. “Next, from the House of Storms in Cloudsdale, we have the adopted colt and former zebra: Kamalu. And finally, we have the adopted son of one of the wealthiest merchants from Manehattan. The former zebra, now earth pony: Zeru.”
Applejack could not hide the surprise on her face when she heard this. Her eyes glanced over at the two, stronger looking ponies before her. They had been zebra’s at one point? No doubt they had moved to Equestria to help out with their own repopulation efforts.
“Now, to formally begin this celebration, I would like to introduce the stallion who has worked harder than any other to help save Equestria,” said Diamond, extending a hand in the direction of the royal trio, “Shining Armor.”
As the room exploded into thunderous applause, Shining Armor slid his arms out from the hold of his mares as he approached the host. Though, that did not mean that either mare stayed where they were. They followed the prince, their lover, while remaining just a step behind him. As they moved, AJ could see Ruby’s face begin to flush a little in excitement.
“Thank you,” said Shining Armor as he stopped next to the mare holding the pillow. Yet, he did not reach to pick it up. Instead, the stallion turned to address all those in attendance. His eyes scanned the crowd and, only when they fell upon Lady Celestia, did he choose to speak. “While I am grateful for this honor, I must correct one thing you said before we start. While it is true that I have worked hard, suffering the slings and arrows to make Equestria what it is today, we should not forget all the work that had been done to save Equestria up to this point. My sister and her friends, everyday and ordinary ponies who stood up time and time again to protect this land from ancient threats we had thought had been long since past. Those six brought back Princess Luna from madness, defeated Sombra twice, stopped Discord, imprisoned Tirek, shattered the hold the Storm King held over this world, and so much more. Then, they continued to save others as three of them left their homeland to become zebras so that another race could avoid certain doom! If it had not been for all their sacrifices, none of us would be here today. Let us never forget that, nor why they have done so.”
More applause sounded through the room. As this happened, Applejack kept her eyes on Lady Celestia whose eyes almost seemed to burn with anger. Like she wished for nothing more than to turn Shining Armor into a pile of ash, all because she couldn’t accept the truth of his statement. In all honesty, Applejack found it rather sad.
“Now then, we shall begin,” said Shining Armor, reaching over to take the scissor. With his hand, he held it up like a legendary blade for all to see. And for Ruby, it would be for she would never be able to forget this moment. AJ could tell as when Shining lowered the golden scissors and moved just a bit closer, the younger mare began to breathe in deeply with a blush on her face. Even more so when Shining placed the tips of the blades against her coat, just below the neckline of her dress. “With this, you shall leave behind your childhood and be born anew.”
Snip. Silence filled the room save for that one sound that seemed to echo all around as the dress was cut. Another snip soon followed before the noise was repeated. With each snip, more of the dress was cut away almost right down the middle. The deeper the stallion went down, the more the material began to slag and fall off her frame revealing to all the body hidden behind the barrier of cloth. Like a butterfly escaping its cocoon, the adult Ruby allowed her child bearing body to be revealed to the world. First came her breasts as she wore no bra, revealing that she had large areolas but tiny nipples. When they were revealed she made to move as if to cover them up, but managed to stop herself before she did so. More of her dress was cut away, until it was completely removed. Now she stood there, dressed only in plain white panties. Though, not for long as Shining slid the blades of the scissor under her thighs to cut upwards. With one final snip on the opposite side, they too fell to the ground.
“Now you are as you were always meant to be. Liberated from false modesty to enjoy the pleasures of flesh and of giving birth,” continued Shining, placing the scissor back on the pillow. The golden instrument would be moved to the back, later presented to the mare as a keepsake of this day. “Like this, you shall do your part in helping this great nation. A role that only mares like you can do. And it begins right now. Listen to me as I guide you.”
Hearing that, Applejack knew what she had to do. As did Farilla as the two of them moved in sync towards their stallion. Once they were by his sides again, the two mares fell to their knees while their hands caressed his chest all the way down to his pants. Their hands then began gliding over the area of his cock, feeling and stimulating it through the material. As the tips of their fingers began to caress the underbelly of his ball sack, Applejack noticed that the suitor stallions had moved as well. They began to undress themselves, though the unicorns were a bit more hesitant to do so. Shirts were practically ripped off and tossed to the side while pants were pulled down at a blinding speed.
“In the past, mares fought over a single stallion,” continued Shining Armor, his voice holding a tone of dominance while Applejack pressed her mouth over the zipper, humming and sending vibrations towards his mare breaker tool. “But now, those days are over. This is the new path, a better path! Now you shall please your stallion, taking in the seeds of life into your fertile soil. All so that you can give birth to as many foals as possible.”
As he spoke, the suitor stallions began to caress the body of Ruby. Both of her breasts were being cupped and squeezed, her head rolling back as lips were pressed against the nape of her neck. More hands began running down her stomach, feeling her coat while reaching closer to her dripping sex. But that wasn’t all. Hands had taken hold of her wrists, bringing her hands downward to where rock hard cocks were waiting for her. As soon as she touched these pillars of pleasure, Ruby’s fingers recoiled before balling into fists.
“Do not fear them,” said Shining Armor as his pants zipper was pulled down. A moment later his boxers were lowered as well, allowing his dick to spring out so fast that it nearly hit both AJ and Farilla in the face. Both mares leaned in, hearts in their eyes as they kissed the sides. A pleasured hum escaped from the two as they could taste his musk as well as the salt of sweat that lightly coated it. “Embrace their cocks, for they are the tools that shall help you achieve your truest purpose in this world. Through them, you shall be made whole. Watch now.”
Applejack knew what Shining was asking, something she was struggling not to do! Reaching towards her top, she quickly removed it before tossing it aside. Once her breasts were freely swinging out in the open, the orange mare scooted over on her knees so she was right in front of Shining’s cock. With great reverence she took the member with both hands, spitting on its surface before her hands began to pump up and down. Light smacking downs could be heard as she began to spread her saliva and the precum on the fleshy, hard member before her. Soon both it and her hands were slick, with stands connecting her fingers together. Seeing this as she pulled them away, there was a part of her that wanted to lick them clean or offer them up to Farilla to suck on. But she knew this wasn’t the time. Instead, her hands went to her breasts to lift them up and envelope Shining’s bratwurst with the head sticking out past her cleavage.
From there, Applejack’s world was focused solely on pleasuring her stallion. All other noises in the room seemed to fade away, save the heavy, wet matted sounds of her breasts gliding against this mighty shaft as well as when they connected with his hips. Soon, another sound entered the chorus. It was a lusty, throaty ‘ahh’ as she looked down at the cock before her. The apple mare kept her mouth open, tongue hanging hand as she watched the head rise and fall from between her breasts. When it got close her tongue could flick towards, sometimes missing while other times getting the briefest of tastes of his seed. Her breathing soon quickened, sending warm waves of air towards his stallion’s cock as she tilted her head to the side. It was only when she could take it no longer, Applejack’s head lowered letting out another ‘ahh’ sound. As soon as her lips wrapped around the head, she began to loudly swirl her tongue around as she took the bitch breaker in deep.
“Yes!” Shining hissed, a hand reaching down to run through Applejack’s mane. “This is what you should strive for, this level of commitment. Give your all to the service of cocks and become more like Applejack.” Hearing that caused the orange mare to redouble her efforts. Her moments became faster, the cock hitting the back of her mouth and moving into her throat. She never stopped, she just kept going while wet noises could be heard coming out of her mouth.
Then, he pulled away leaving Applejack there on the floor coughing as she caught her breath. Looking around, she noticed that Ruby was trying her best to show the same level of enthusiasm as she had. During some point the newly turned 18 mare had gotten on her back, arms bent upwards as her hands grasped a cock in each. Applejack could see that she held them with all the skills of an amateur, moving too slowly with a grip that was a tad too tight. As for the other two cocks, she was using her mouth. One cock would slam into her open maw, pounding away all the way down her throat as her hips thrashed and juices squirted from her cunt. Then, when that cock was pulled away causing the mare to whimper, the second took its place.
That’s when AJ noticed Farilla. The zebra mare had undressed and had moved closer to AJ, holding on to the taller mare’s shoulders. In an intimate display, the petite zebra stuck out her tongue before tracing the area around the earth pony’s mouth. Lapping up the spit and whatever sexual fluids could be found. It wasn’t long until they were pressed together, orange breasts mashing against smaller striped ones, as Farilla’s tongue snaked into AJ’s mouth. The two future herd sisters moaned while their hands explored the other’s body as they had done countless times already.
“In time, you shall have other herd sisters,” continued Shining. “Do not be jealous of them, for they are there to help. While the life inside of you grows, it will be they who will continue the breeding. When your foal is born, they will be there to help milk up and take care of the young. Then the cycle will begin anew.”
The next thing Applejack knew was Farilla being forcibly pulled away from their kiss. But she wasn’t worried as she knew without looking that there was only one stallion who had the right to take her like this. When she did finally look up, she saw that Shining Armor was holding up the naked mare by her hips facing outward so that all could see the slimmer body of the zebra mare. Said mare was panting so hard that her tiny breasts bounced with each intake of air, her cunt quivering as it winked with Shining’s cock pressed right over the entrance.
Before the entire crowd, the Prince lowered his zebra lover and impaled her on his shaft. Farilla flung her head back, letting out a loud cry as the cock mercilessly passed through her folds, spreading her inner walls so much that she might actually be split in two! And nopony would be wrong in thinking that given the thickness and length of the dick inside such a small body. But, despite that, she took it all inside of her while a bulge appeared in between her hips. As for Shining himself, the stallion let out a grunt but he didn’t pull out. AJ knew better than any pony that Shining loved how tight Farilla’s pussy naturally was. Sure, there were zebra oils that could achieve a similar result, but to the prince he preferred it like this.
Using his hands, he began to lift the smaller mare up and down on his shaft like she were nothing more than a big fleshlight. The mare’s body flailed around, reminding the farmer mare of a rag doll in the hands of an overexcited filly. Her body just bounced there, head rolling from side to side as her tongue lolled out. But AJ could see the faint smile on her lips as well as the heart shaped pupils in her eyes. Like a good mare, she was enjoying this.
Slowly, Applejack got onto her hooves. As she did, she noticed that they were not alone in the breeding. All around them, the guests had removed their clothing and tossed it aside so that their bodies could grind against each other unimpeded. She could see Spike standing there, his large cock hanging out while Apple Bloom, Smolder, and Gabby surrounded his member with their own breasts. As for Scootaloo, she was behind the drake kissing and licking his ass cheeks. At the same time, Princess Luna was sitting on Wallflower’s face as the green earth mare lapped away at her pussy while the Princess’ husband fucked the maid hard. Even Ruby, whose chest was now covered in cum, was getting fucked by one of the stallions as the rest jerked off around her.
That was all she noticed before her lips wrapped around Farilla’s nipple, sucking on it to further pleasure her herd sister.
End Flashback [/hr]
That had been one of the fancier Scissor Parties that AJ had been to. She knew that Pinkie Pie and Cheese had begun their own service, planning out the parties in smaller towns ranging from Ponyville to Appleloosa. Of course, with a Pinkie spin on things. Like covering the special mare in a body butter that gave them an extra flavor when kissed or licked anywhere. And how Pinkie would suck on a fella’s dick, keeping them mighty hard while they waited for their turn.
By this point, the bath was finished. After getting out of the water, the two mares allowed those around them to dry them. After being patted down by some of the softest towels in the world, the two remained standing where they were as their manes were braided. Applejack’s was braided in its normal style, going all the way down to her ass. While her tail was being braided in a similar manner, apple blossoms were placed in her mane. At the same time, Farilla’s mane needed a bit more time as they wanted to make sure that it was striped before having it rest on her shoulder.
Once that was done, a few of the zebra maids came out with their pots full of oil. These were small, no bigger than a chicken egg with a tiny brush that a painter would use sticking out of it. Neither zebra wasted a moment as they pulled out the brushes the moment they were in front of the Prince’s mares. Applejack felt the mare blow onto her nipple, causing it to stiffen slightly, before the brush made contact. The country gal could not contain her gasp before it turned into light panting as the brush traced the hardening nub. It was taking everything the mare had to remain standing as pleasure radiated from her breasts, feeling like they were vibrating all the way to her core. This, in turn, brought back the fog of lightheadedness though she knew there was no reason to panic.
As the zebra mares backed away, another group of ponies went to work in a hurry as there was not that much time left. The rope bands that AJ wore around her wrists and ankles were quickly taken away, though the mare didn’t seem to care about much as new silver ones were attached to both herself and Farilla. Neither mare commented on how the rings shrank slightly after they had been put on, making it now impossible for them to ever be removed. At the same time, a thin silver chain was placed around their hips with a white semi-transparent cloth hanging down in the front that only covered their sex. Similar white cloths were then attached to the wrist and ankle bracelets, all of them long and flowing.
With that, they were as dressed as they would ever be again. Thanks to the daze she was in, Applejack was barely aware that she was being led out of the bathroom and into the hallway where she kept pace with those leading her. Only briefly was she aware of random things around her. The increase of flowers, the smiles of those around her, and music in the background.
The music. It was wedding music. Her wedding music!
A smile appeared on the mare’s face, taking a deep breath as the doors she found herself suddenly in front of opened. Without fear or worry, she and Farilla walked into the Royal Throne room side by side. The room itself was packed, ranging from members of her family both close and distant to the most elite ponies in all of Equestria. They all stood, whispering how jealous they were as well as how beautiful they looked. Briefly, out of the corner of her eye, AJ saw a rainbow colored flash. No doubt it was Dashy, unable to do more thanks to her own pregnant belly. But she didn’t go looking, instead keeping her eyes straight where Shining Armor was waiting for the two of them with the biggest smile she had ever seen on his face. Off to the side and behind him, were two gals she hadn’t seen before: Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. Both stood there naked as zebra’s, heads held low as they held velvet pillows in their hands. On the other side of the prince was a large black pot with zebra markings on it.
Once they reached the end, both mares silently turned around to face the crowd. Applejack could feel how nervous Farilla was, wishing she could reach out her hand to take her future sisters in it. But they both knew that would not be allowed right now.
“I thank you all for coming,” said Shining Armor, gesturing for all his guests to sit. Once they had done so, he began again. “This is a monumental day. The first of a new type of wedding, one that I hope will be adopted by all of Equestria in the coming years. Both myself and my lovely brides are honored to be the first. There will be those who will criticize this, but as with my sister, I shall lead by example. For truly, how any of us ask the rest of this nation to do this if we ourselves are not willing to participate?
“First, we shall hear the vows between herd sisters. Farilla, do you accept Applejack to be your herd sister? To assist her in her duty to help birth a healthy population across Equestria? To share your steed’s seed with her without judgment or jealousy for as long as you shall live?”
As Shining spoke, the two mares turned to look at the other. Almost in unison, they reached out towards the other, their arms wrapping around the other before making their way to the other’s flank to give it a squeeze.
“I do,” replied Farilla before planting several loud kisses on the top of Applejack’s breasts.
“Applejack,” continued Shining, “do you accept Farilla to be your herd sister? To assist her in her duty to help birth a healthy population across Equestria? To share your steed’s seed with her without judgment or jealousy for as long as you shall live?”
“Ah do,” said Applejack proudly before bending over to kiss Farilla’s breasts.
“Then prove it now, before the gathered crowd,” commanded Shining Armor, an order that neither mare was in any hurry to disobey.
Farilla was the first to move, bending her knees so that her face was in front of Applejack’s smooth torso. With her striped hands reaching behind to grab hold of orange flanks, the zebra began to make out with AJ’s stomach. Loudly she pressed her lips along the former farmer’s coat, a smacking sound echoing through the room when she pulled away accompanied by loud pants. Farilla’s tongue extended outwards, lapping away as she coated everything before her with her saliva. Applejack, for her part, found it impossible to keep a straight face before the crowd. She knew they were watching as her face began to turn a slight shade of red, her smile wobbly and her eyes almost vacant. Looking like the silly pony so many had called her.
When the zebra finally began to tongue the area of AJ’s hips closest to her sex, the blonde maned mare felt a tiny part of her snap. Reaching down, Applejack took hold of the thin chain that was part of her wedding dress before snapping it off of her like it was nothing more than cheap string. Her strong hands then took hold of Farilla’s shoulders to then push the zebra mare back. With a hunger in her eyes, Applejack watched as her herd sister landed on her back. That was when the earth mare got down on her hands and knees, crawling over to the other who spread her legs as far as she could with that damned cloth covering her sex. Well, not for much longer as AJ ripped it off the zebra’s body with the same ease as she had done to herself. After tossing it to the side without a care, Applejack continued to crawl forward. Her breasts swayed and hips sashayed all while her eyes had the look of a predator that had found its next meal.
And what a meal her herd sister was. Breathing in, Applejack took in the scent of the other mare’s arousal not even needing to look down to see the wet sex and puffy folds beneath her. Yet rather than diving down right away, the earth mare just continued to crawl forward. Once her head passed Farilla’s sex, AJ lowered her head so that she was sure that the zebra could feel the air coming out of her nose on her fur. For a moment all she could see was the trembling form before her. Then, Applejack stuck out her tongue to lap at the coated hips in front of her. The sensation clearly aroused Farilla as the normally timid mare bucked her his slightly as her breathing became louder. The blonde continued her crawl, a smile on her lips as her tongue played with the bounty before her. Soon her breasts were pressing against the striped fur, nipples hardening as they were dragged upwards. There was a desire to speed up and reach the main prize yet the orange pony managed to keep herself in check.
Applejack did not play with Farilla’s breasts as she skipped them entirely so that she was face to face with her sister. Both mares looked into the other’s eyes, panting slightly before their tongues extended outward. The duo of tongues pressed against each other, sliding around as their owners made the lewdest noises. AJ began to grind her hips against Farilla’s while her mouth closed the distance. Striped hands grabbed onto her orange flank as the zebra mare did her best to grind back from where she lay.
For the next several minutes the two just laid there, hips swaying and pressing against the other as the two loudly moaned into the other’s mouth. When Applejack finally pulled away it was met by a needy whine from Farilla. Yet this quickly changed as the country mare turned her body around so that her own puffy, winking sex was directly above the zebra’s face. Applejack cooed as she felt Farilla’s tongue greedily slipping into her wet snatch, lapping away at her sex as if it were the first meal she had had in days. Well, AJ always did like to give as good as she got. Leaning down, she used her fingers to spread the zebra’s sex. But rather than helping herself and digging in, the former farmer inserted two fingers into the wet folds. As her digits began to piston into the pussy below her, Applejack’s tongue extended out to toy with the upper part of Farilla’s vagina.
Time became meaningless to Applejack as her focus was on the pussy before her. As her own pleasure began building up within her core, she marveled whenever Farilla’s hips would shake or buck from her skilled fingers. She watched as juices began to coat her fingers more and more while the scent of her sex became all consuming. Eventually, the juices came out in thicker globs while the striped mare’s body stiffened. Grinning proudly, AJ watched as more orgasmic bliss was ejected out into the rest of the world and coating her hand all the way to her wrist. When it finally ended Applejack pulled her fingers out of the other mares sex to begin licking them clean. A throaty moan escaped her as she relished the taste of honey and wild flowers as well as something slightly bitter, all things that made Farilla’s pussy juice taste divine. Just needed a bit more of an apple taste and it would be perfect.
Applejack then crawled off Farilla before spinning around to sit on her flank with her legs spread. As the striped mare sat up, still panting with a glazed look in her eyes, AJ scooted forward. One of her legs moved over Farilla’s as their pussies pressed against each other. Now, with her arms planted behind her in order to keep herself steadied, Applejack began to mash her sex against Farilla’s. The zebra mare let out a moan, head rolling back as she almost fell backwards. AJ could feel the other’s clit poking against her own hood causing the orange mare to blush, her own clit peeking out. Somehow Farilla, despite the numerous micro-orgasms that were no doubt assaulting her body, managed to place her own hands on the floor behind her. Now everypony there could see it, their clits poking out and rubbing against the other’s as the two mares ground their hips. Their cries could no longer be contained as whenever their heads weren’t thrown back they were looking at the other with nothing but lust. Their minds were nothing more than jelly at this point as concepts like morality were utterly expunged from the mind of Applejack. The only thing she cared about was pleasing her herd sister. That and…
At that moment something appeared in her vision. Shining Armor had taken out his cock, having the hard member hanging out between the mares. With a look of sexual hunger in their eyes, both mares leaned forward. Their arms wrapped around the other to keep themselves up, hips still grinding against the other, while their noses and lips pressed against the fleshy member. Applejack felt more of herself break apart as she inhaled the scent of her stallion’s cock, mouth watering as she remembered its rich taste.
“Good mares,” purred Shining Armor as the two opened their mouths and began dragging their tongues along his length. “All here have borne witness to your devotion. They have seen that you shall never disrupt your house. Now, all that remains is your final submission to me: your Master-Husband.” Applejack felt herself climax when she heard that, falling down onto her back as words echoed through her. The orgasm was intense, her eyes rolling in the back of her head while a stupid smile appeared on her face. Somehow through the haze, she looked up to see Farilla using her mouth around Shining’s cock. A cock so massive that the earth mare didn’t know how she managed to fit it all in without dislocating her jaw. But somehow she managed, bobbing her head back and forth all the way to the medial ring.
“Take my seed,” grunted the prince. “Take my seed and drink. Let this be the pact.” With one last grunt, Shining Armor’s cock began to twitch as Failla’s cheeks puffed out. AJ never saw her swallow, only pulling back in time to allow a rope of cum to splash across her face. Before the next rope was fired, Shining turned to look at Applejack who felt his hot load slash against her heaving chest. The country mare blinked and, in that span of time, Farilla was taking up her vision. The zebra mare parted her lips causing Applejack’s eyes to widen slightly as she understood what was to happen. She opened her mouth wide just in time for cum to fall out of Farilla’s maw. When the zebra closed hers, so did AJ as the two got on their knees before facing the crowd. Together they opened their mouths, showing everypony there the white seed before closing to swallow.
For a moment, the two mares remained where they were before the crowd, panting slightly. Then, Applejack felt her mane being pushed to the side right before she felt something cold being pressed against the back of her neck. She did not turn around, rather she just closed her eyes in acceptance of the ring that soon closed around her neck. As soon as it did, she could feel it adjusting so that it would fit perfectly around her like a collar. One that could never be taken off, for the opening mechanisms would soon cease to exist, making it a solid ring. And she knew the same was happening to Farilla.
“Now for the second vows,” said Shining. Applejack, her mind still feeling like mush, felt Farilla’s hands grab her as the ceremony continued. The mare soon found herself on her back, Farilla pressing her body on top of her own, while their needy sex’s winked. As they got into this position, Shining Armor reached into the black pot to coat his hand in a new oil. Looking at it, a small voice in her head told the Apple mare to leave. To push Farilla off and get as far away as possible. AJ, however, ignored this small voice as she watched her stallion apply the oil onto Farilla’s flank causing the mare to shudder.
When it was Applejack’s turn, she felt like she was experiencing another orgasm while the nay saying voice inside of her screeched. It felt like warm tendrils were moving their her flank and into the very core of her being, wrapping themselves tightly there in an embrace that felt too damn good to ever let go. She could also feel something going on inside of her. With her womb. And that made her happy.
“Now, Farilla,” began Shining Armor as he lined his cock with her sex, the mare cooing at the sensation. “Do you accept me as your Master-Husband? To be my submissive Servant-Wife till the end of your days? To bear only my foals unless given permission? To raise them properly to serve both the family and nation?”
Before Farilla could answer, Shining Armor plunged his cock deep inside the small zebra mare. Thoughtlessly, Applejack watched as Farilla’s teeth clenched tightly while her eyes watered. The only sound AJ could make was a moan as she felt their sexes rubbing against the other caused by the stallion’s thrusting. Without mercy Shining continued his thrusting, causing the mare above to shake back and forth. Applejack could feel her breasts moving, nipples pressed into the body above her creating new waves for friction as her pussy drooled. Speaking of drool, that was what was escaping Farilla’s mouth as it opened slightly and her eyes taking on the look of sexual mania. Any sign of the normally shy, timid mare was gone, replaced with a creature that seemed to exist solely for sex.
“I, Farilla, give my all to my Master-Husband,” grunted Farilla as she raised her head as far as she could. “I offer him of my own free will body, mind, and soul. To serve him in every way. I shall do all I can to birth many healthy sons to help protect our house and daughters to tend to its needs. I shall serve him and all of Equestria, bringing forth the new generation. I am your Servant-Wife.” A moment later, Farilla’s body became slack as its full weight fell on AJ. The taller mare could feel the smaller one twitching as well as a bright light flashing just out of her vision. But such things were quickly forgotten as she felt Shining Armor pulling out of Farilla, his seed dripping down and landing on the exposed lower lips of Applejack.
“Applejack,” continued Shining Armor, the mare’s heart beating faster as she now felt the flat head of his cock pressing against her sex. “Do you accept me as your Master-Husband? To be my submissive Servant-Wife till the end of your days? To bear only my foals unless given permission? To raise them properly to serve both the family and nation?” With that, he entered her.
Applejack’s mind went to a whole new level as she felt the bitch breaker filling her all the way to her womb. Her mind went blank while that small voice inside her screamed its last before vanishing for good. She could feel his cock rubbing against her inner walls, preparing to blow his load inside her. At some point she found herself looking at the crowd, seeing their happy and excited expressions for her. To receive the joy of utter submission. To no longer have to work from sun up to sun down on a farm that struggled to stay afloat. To no longer have to suffer pains from working all day in the fields while rich folk reaped the rewards. There was a new life ahead of her, a new destiny. That of the Second Servant-Princess of Equestria. To give birth to a whole new Royal line for her Master-Husband.
“Ah, Applejack, give mah all to mah Master-Husband,” grunted Applejack as she felt Shining Armor increase the pacing of his thrusts. “Ah offer him of mah own free will body, mind, and soul. To serve him in every way. Ah shall do all ah can to birth many healthy sons to help protect our house and daughters to tend to its needs. Ah shall serve him and all of Equestria, bringing forth the new generation. Ah am your Servant-Wife.” The thusting became wilder, power forceful as her master reached his climax. As her womb flooded with cum, she felt that warmth around her core expand like an explosion that wiped something away. She was changing, feeling parts of herself being rearranged to fit the destiny that she had pledged. Something on her flank was burning, missing in with the sexual bliss to make it all the more impactful. Hopefully she would be able to experience this level of joy once more as she knew she could never, nor would she ever want to, swear herself to another stallion.
“With that, the pact between Master and Servants has been completed,” said Shining Armor as a throne was moved behind him. The Master-Husband sat down, cock still hard and dripping with cum. Knowing how wrong that was, the two Servant-Princesses of Equestria got on all fours and crawled over to the throne. The room burst out into celebration as they watched the two swaying their flanks, large globs of cum running down their thighs.
Once she and Farilla were close enough, they both laid on their side so that all could see their naked bodies uninhibited. No, not mah body, thought Applejack as a hand caressed her side while her eyes glanced down at her new cutie mark. It was still three red apples, but on each of them was Shining Armor’s cutie mark. Like the apples themselves had been branded. Soon, her pussy would be branded as well, a clit ring piercing this body with her Master-Husbands cutie mark. Hopefully, he would do it before the crowd. This body belongs ta mah Master-Husband. They can look all they want, but only he can use it as the incubator it was always meant ta be.
With that, Applejack turned her head to look at the cock still dripping with sexual fluids. Not wasting any more time, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick it clean before the gathered crowd.
Meanwhile, Celestia stood in front of the sliding window door of her home in Silver Shores. A layer of dust covered most everything, a clear result of not having been here since the whole situation with the zebra’s began. If she had bothered to look up, she would have seen a spider wrapping up its still struggling victim within its massive web. The only spot that had been cleaned recently was the couch directly behind her where Chrysalis laid thumbing through a magazine featuring the latest celebrity couples.
“Do you think the ceremony is over?” asked Celestia, eyes seeming to gaze out at the beach and the endless ocean before her. But, there was no lustful smile on her face as there would have been when she first arrived here with Luna. Her eyes weren’t undressing every mare who came into her line. No, they were focused on something that could not be seen.
Behind her, Chrysalis gave a shrug without bothering to look up from what she was reading. “Who can say,” she commented. “Perhaps if a certain impatient former princess hadn’t been so impulsive, then her invitation wouldn’t have been revoked.”
“Is that how you see me?” asked Celestia.
The former changeling queen rolled her eyes. “That’s how all of Equestria sees you now,” the black mare said in a dull tone. Like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Bet it’s even replaced the image of you doing nothing but eating cake.”
If that had been meant to get a rise out of Celestia, it failed spectacularly. “Good,” said Celestia, a smile appearing on her face as she turned around to look at the mare who would be her partner in crime. “Now we can begin in earnest to save Equestria. I will continue to act like a mare who has lost her mind while in public, drawing their attention towards me. Meanwhile you, my little spy, will continue to gather information.”
“Oh?” replied Chrysalis, looking over at her boss with a single eye. “Let me guess: you want me to try and find more proof that poor little Twilight was betrayed by her big, strong brother. Well, if you don’t succeed the first thousand times, try, try again.”
“No,” said Celestia as she walked towards her own chair in this dusty and moldy room. With a gesture of her hand, all the filth that had rested on the seat as well as all the creepy crawlies that had made it their home vanished in golden light. With a grand gesture she sat down, bringing her hands up and pressing the tips of her fingers against each other. “I’m done collecting proof. I need you to find me a certain mare. One who I believe has all the answers we seek so that I may return Equestria to the way it once was. I need you to find me Zecora.”
At the same time, Dreiga strode through the halls of the Crystal Palace with a scroll in hand and a slight skip to his step. A scroll that bore the seal of King Zed, the letter written in his father’s own pen. The zebra prince was none too worried about having such a thing out in the open for he feared no eyes falling upon its text. In fact, should one of the crystal ponies here ask him what was in the letter, he would have happily given the letter. Well, presuming they could read it. But if they could, they would find nothing more than his father warmly congratulating him, not just for becoming the father to an alicorn/zebra hybrid colt but for also becoming the ruler of the Crystal Empire. Nothing sinister or incriminating, no hidden messages that could be seen by rubbing a lemon over the parchment, and so forth.
Really, how stupid would one have to be to even hint of an evil plan and then place it on page? After all the manipulations, all the careful planning, to even consider risking it all by writing it down? That would be the same as to monologue your evil plan in a room you thought was just you and your target only to discover you were being recorded the entire time! No, his father was not that stupid as he didn’t even share all the details of the plan with his own children.
But, that didn’t mean Dreiga didn’t have some idea. His father had perhaps found the ultimate way of conquering the world. Not with armies battling armies like Ikas wanted, taking land before doing everything they could to defend it. No, this was a war of culture. To spread their way of life to all corners of the globe. To assimilate new traditions, altering them so make them their own. And when there is only one culture, one way of living that every creature accepts, will borders really matter? It will be the zebras that determine what is acceptable, what is valued. Something that will carry on for generations to come.
As the zebra prince turned down a different hallway, he spotted a few of the crystal mares. Unlike in Equestria, they had not yet had the ‘sexual awakening’ or ‘sexual renaissance’. Both mares were wearing white toga’s that wrapped around a single shoulder yet it was done in a way that ensured both breasts were well covered. Not only that, but the length of the material went all the way to their knees. Such a pity, he would have liked to see them expose one breast at the very least or had a slit cut down starting at the flank to get a better look at the flank.
Oh, the joys of life he was giving up for love.
Sighing, he made his way to the Chamber of the Crystal Heart. There in its center stood the Princess of the Frozen North, Dreams, and the Moon. She stood there, beads of sweat forming on her brow as she kept a hand on the Crystal Heart while her horn glowed a bright, almost blinding, white light. Moments seemed to tick by, Luna’s breathing becoming more heavy as she was no doubt putting her all into her task. Then, without warning, the light faded.
“I take it your father is still unaware of what we are doing?” asked Luna as she lowered her hand.
“That remains to be seen. I suggest we proceed as though he is aware and is simply biding his time until he can do something about us,” replied Dreiga as Luna turned to face him. Mostly nude, the mare was now showing off her enlarged belly while milk leaked slightly from her engorged breasts. A vision of loveliness that stirred his cock, though he restrained himself in order to protect the life within.
“Then it is safe to presume that he simply doesn’t think of us as a worthy threat?” asked Luna.
At that, Dreiga nodded in agreement. “My father is well aware that even the tiniest cut can bring forth an infection that can wreak harm to the body,” said the stallion as the alicorn mare approached him, a bit of a sway in her steps. “Though I am fairly certain that he expects such a cut to come from Celestia, the only alicorn thus far that has remained…untouched by zebra hands. As for ourselves, I feel confident that he fears our betrayal no more than any of my other siblings. It is a possibility and he has no doubt taken steps to hinder us. Which is why he ordered the creation of special wards to prevent a certain mare from intruding into his dreams.”
“Oh,” said Luna, bringing a finger to her lips while her green eyes flashed with something both wicked and playful at the same time. “Well, I certainly hope he didn’t spend too much of his budget on those ‘protections’. It would simply be a shame.”
Dreiga felt himself go pale. “Did you…surely you didn’t break through the protective charms,” he whispered. “Even a novice would be able to see the damage. My father will then know for certain that we are acting against him. He will take more direct steps to-” The zebra prince was then silenced as Luna placed a single finger on his lips.
“Dearest beloved, who do you take me for?” she asked. “I have had more than a single lifetime of experience moving through dreams. Those barriers did little more than protect the surface of your father’s dream as well as any other zebra nearby. I did not need to break anything, merely gliding underneath to the deeper realms of his subconscious.”
“I see,” said Dreiga with a sigh of relief. Then, he looked over at the Crystal Heart. “Is that what you were using the Heart for? To give you a boost of power?”
Luna shook her head. “Neigh my dearest,” she said before glancing at the heart. “Such acts are of trivial nature for myself. You would be surprised how many times I used that trick on my sister to plant ideas into her head on what to get me for my birthday.” As she spoke, there was a slight smile. Then, just as Dreiga was about to ask if she had ever done that to him, Luna continued to speak. “However, my abilities have their limits. Range and the amount of ponies I connect to do place a toll on my powers. Tapping into the Heart allowed me to minimize that. Thankfully, now that I have found my way into the minds I seek, there shouldn’t be any need to do something like this again until the final phase of the plan.”
Dreida’s eyes widened at that. “You found Twilight?” he asked.
Luna nodded, her face becoming solemn. “I did,” she said. “Her along with Fluttershy and Rarity. Though, their minds have been warped to a far greater degree than I would have originally thought possible. They are losing themselves in the fiction created by the oils. Twilight most of all. The others at least have some small memory of Equestria, but her?” She then took a breath. “Their bodies might never return to what it once was, but I shall do everything in my power to return my friends’ minds back into what it once was. Especially Twilight’s. I owe her that much.” The Lunar Princess’s eyes then took on a hardened look. “While it is a pity that Sunburst has decided to embrace the new Equestria, we were lucky to find a suitable replacement for him before leaving the capital. We should let Moondancer know that she can start her tests. The sooner she finds a way to use the Crystal Heart to purify what the zebras have done, the better.”
At the same time Servant-Princess Twilight of the Zebras was in the throes of passion. As her king laid within his royal bed, the mare had planted her hooves to his sides to fully expose her pussy to any who entered the chambers. Over and over, she repeatedly impaled herself on top of the great cock that belonged to the stallion that ruled over her, not once stopping. Her fur was matted in sweat, mane clinging to her body while milk mixed with sweat was flung from her nipples. She had just been cleared to be impregnated again after giving birth to her third filly and was eager for another one.
Laying next to the king was the first Queen who looked on at the sight before her with an aroused expression. Though she was now barren, unable to ever experience the joy of creating life within her, King Zed’s love and kindness towards her kept the older mare by his side. A fate which Twilight hoped she would receive as well once she was no longer able to grant more fillies.
That would be such a wonderful life.

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“Please everypony, keep together,” came a loud, masculine voice leading a large group of mares through the streets of the zebra capital. Rarity, who was at the forefront of the group, marveled not a little at their guide: none other than Dreiga, second prince of the zebras and third in line for the throne. The fashionista mare could not help but marvel at the stallion’s chiseled form, almost drooling as half of the mid-twenty something’s chest was revealed thanks to the half sash robe that he wore. Because of this she could see that the stallion, despite living a plush lifestyle, had kept his body fit. Not to the extremes that somepony like Rainbow Dash would, but just enough so that his muscles were well defined upon his white fur with black stripes. His mane of white and black was tied up near the base of the neck before continuing down just past his shoulder blades.
While Prince Dreiga’s voice was firm, there was almost something of good humor in it as he led them through the city, coming onto a street with far less hoof traffic than what they had experienced thus far. Thankfully it was not one of those dark, vile streets she would have read in one of her crime novels. The ones where the reader would be screaming at the heroine to use her brain and get out, that she was just asking to be ambushed and attacked. No, here the hot sun was shining brightly and hotly upon all of them, destroying any shadow that may seek to form. And while it did not have the same number of open door shops with masks hanging off of them or stalls crammed with goods, the unicorn could not say it was completely vacant either. Every so often she would pass by a stall displaying silver jewelry which dazzled in the light of the sun or a dress being held up in a window of stone buildings on either side. There were even a few zebra’s milling about the place who moved to the side in order to let the massive, colorful group of ponies pass by.
“Oh,” Rarity practically squealed as her eyes sparkled on a particular necklace dotted with pink gemstones. “Fluttershy, that one would look simply splendid on you!” Her pink maned friend jumped a little at the volume of Rarity’s voice, no doubt still more than a tad nervous at being in the foreign land surrounded mostly by strangers. Out of the hundred or so mares, they were the only two that were from Ponyville and only knew one other out of the entire group that they knew prior to taking the trip.
“Y-You think so?” asked Fluttershy as she placed one of her thin, shaky hands on her chest. Tall and slender, the pegasus mare was wearing an outfit that Rarity could only think of as ‘homely’, a long sleeve, plain looking dress that was of an off-white color. While this sort of thing would normally make sense, Fluttershy having to tend to so many animals that wearing anything more fashionable would have been a waste, for this trip Rarity would have been wearing something a little more…appealing.
“I do,” said Rarity with an affirming nod, her breasts bouncing a little as she did so. The curvy mare had always been proud of her figure, a natural hourglass frame with a large, soft ass as well as having breasts which were the envy of all the mares back home. Whenever she made her own personal outfits she always made sure that what she had created drew attention to these features. A prime example being the outfit she wore at this moment, a lavender dress with a V-cut going just past her breasts to better show them off as well as a cut along the side making it easier to walk while also showing off her legs going all the way up to her thigh. “Perhaps when we have a little more free time we could pick it up for you. Maybe while scouting for a spot for my newest shop.”
“And before we find Twilight,” added Fluttershy in a tone that made Rarity blush.
“T-That goes without saying,” said Rarity, correcting herself as she thought about the events of the past year. She could still clearly remember the day when the letter had arrived, informing them of Twilight’s hasty departure with Princess Cadence to help the zebra. The letter had mentioned that there was a crisis along with profusely apologizing to them for not asking if they wanted to join her as time was of the essence. Of course none of the mares in their group had taken any slight at this and, truth be told, some of them had voiced how glad they were that they were not coming along. Rainbow had thought it would be some long, drawn out talks that would, in her words, ‘go on forever’. Meanwhile, Applejack had been looking forward to a rodeo that was coming up and needed to prepare as well as ensuring that all of her farm duties were taken care of. As for herself, Rarity simply had her hands full. Being the owner of three successful shops as well as preparing for fashion week so that she could remain relevant did not come without some costs after all. Besides, all of them felt like Twilight and Cadence could handle this situation on their own.
At least, that was what they had thought at first. But as the days turned to weeks, a small sense of worry began to grow as they heard nothing from the purple princess. Not a letter updating them on how things were going nor any of the amazing sights they were seeing. There was just nothing. Still none of them worried to the level where they assumed the worst. More out of a sense of concern than anything else. Knowing Twilight, she was probably focusing all of her energy into solving whatever problem she was facing right now. No doubt the poor dear was working herself to the bone. Or maybe she couldn’t tell them what was going on due to it being a secret and was afraid she might let something slip in the letter.
That sense of worry only began to grow as the seasons changed with no word from either princess. Each time the group got together, one question would be asked without fail: have you heard anything from Twilight? Even the times when they had talked to Starlight at the school provided no results as the former cult leader hadn’t heard anything either. On her end, Rarity had hoped to glean something from the rumor mill whenever she went to check on her Canterlot store. That, however, was a bust. Shining Armor had taken up the role as the proxy leader of Equestria and, from all accounts, had been doing the job fairly well. The most she had heard was about a potential tryst between him and the zebra envoy Farilla. It was certainly interesting gossip given that the young, barely into adulthood mare was dressing in gowns that originally belonged to Princess Cadence. But that had little to do with their friend.
Then, finally, word came out that shocked nearly everypony to their very core. This news had come in the form of a letter directly from the capital with the Royal Seal emblazoned on the front, ensuring that it reached as many ponies as possible. Inside had been a letter, written in golden ink, informing all who read it of the dire situation facing their zebra cousins. About how they were facing extinction due to the low number of mare births. That, to combat this, both Princesses Twilight and Cadence had willingly allowed themselves to become zebras in order to better ensure that pure zebra births would take place. What’s more, both of them had agreed to surrender their respective thrones with Twilight becoming second wife to King Zed while Cadence wed the first prince Zil! It went without saying that those who knew Twilight were shocked that she would do this. All of her friends knew that becoming an alicorn princess had put her in an…uncomfortable position at times along with the stress that came from being the new ruler of a nation. But, she loved magic. To some, it didn’t seem possible that she would ever give up that which she had dedicated her entire life into studying.
Rarity, however, was not one of these ponies. She felt that many ponies, in their shock, missed a few points. That she was encouraging others to do the same. Knowing Twilight the way she did, she knew that her friend would never ask another to do something that she was unwilling to do herself…unless it involved a certain cheesy dish which they dared not speak of. If the situation was truly that bad and Twilight had exhausted all other options, then she could see her friend doing this as a way to encourage others to follow in her hoofsteps. And, as Rarity could not help herself from imagining, perhaps she had fallen for the King! No doubt he was a charming stallion to lead Twilight’s mind away from dusty tomes towards the irresistible siren call of romance! Yes, she agreed with her friends that it was odd that Twilight still had not sent them any message herself and she could see the worry that this silence created. But, if something was wrong then surely Shining Armor would have sent armies to rescue his sister.
Right?
Speaking of the Prince, Shining Armor swept into action, wedding Farilla a few weeks later. He had given a rather bland, but important speech telling them that this had been done to strengthen the alliance between the two nations as well as their commitment towards helping each other. Flyers were then spread out across the nation, asking for brave mares who were willing to sacrifice who they were—earth, unicorn, or pegasi—and become a zebra in order to save the species just as Twilight had done. There were also royal representatives arriving in the various cities and towns to answer any questions in one on one, completely private and confidential, conversations to help put their minds at ease. At the same time, zebra stallions were appearing all across the country, including the constantly at risk hamlet of Ponyville. It seemed that they were a part of this…exchange though they remained zebras. Finally, Prince Shining Armor had recently received official documents from his sister signing over the nation’s leadership to him.
“Ah, Rarity,” whispered Fluttershy, pulling the fashionista back to the present as she walked with the first group of volunteers to become zebras. “Are…Are you sure you want to do this? I-I mean, if you become a zebra then you won’t be able to use your magic to make…” The meek pegasus mare’s voice trailed off, her eyes glancing up at the horn on her friend’s head before darting down to look at her covered flank.
“I’m quite sure,” said Rarity, understanding exactly what her friend was implying. “Mares have been using their hands to create simply brilliant gowns for ages now. Not to mention I could simply buy a new sewing machine so I don’t think it would cause me too much of a hassle once I open up a new store here. Oh, just think of it! Having my boutiques in Equestria and Zebrica! Perhaps after we talk to Twilight and get this whole thing sorted out I’ll ask her where she thinks the best location is.” Upon seeing her friend give a slight smile, Rarity looked away for she had not told the whole story. Yes, she wanted to set up shop out here but there was more to it, spurred on by desires she had kept hidden from everypony. She had been one of the mares who had spoken to the representative, asking about how the breeding process would proceed while her lower lips quivered in anticipation. More so when they described the process in great detail. While no pony would ever have guessed this, Rarity had had a breeding fetish ever since she had been a teen. The idea of life being inserted into her, being bred by a powerful stallion and having her body swell from that was something she fantasized on those lonely nights lit by candles. And now, she could live out that fantasy while also finding a proper zebra noble that would put that fool Prince Blueblood to shame!
“Yes, after we find Twilight,” came a cold voice from the lone mare in front of them. “I find it very unlike her not to meet us by now.” Walking directly behind Dreiga so that her cold, green eyes bore into the stallion’s back, was the returned Princess Luna. The light blue alicorn stood taller than all the others, her perfectly sculpted body putting everypony else to shame. Her form had been the envy of models all across Equestria ever since she had returned, nothing about her seeming too thin or too thick with just enough curves in all the right places that gave her a breathtaking appearance. She was like an old Ponish sculpture brought to life! As if to better match this comparison the Princess of the Night wore a black toga which seemed to sparkle in the sun’s light via the number of tiny crystals embedded in the fabric. Rarity had marveled at it more than once since, to her at least, it seemed to be hinting at the illusion that she was wearing the night sky around her form.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think that you suspected that we were keeping her from you,” said Dreiga, a small smile appearing on his face as he turned to look at the lone alicorn mare. “Which I can assure you we are not. My new step-mother is a very busy mare doing everything in her power to ensure a healthy birth. Taking lessons. Reading books on the subject.”
Rarity could almost hear Luna’s scowl, her teeth gritting ever so slightly. Then, as if thinking about it for a moment, Rarity heard Luna let out a sigh. “Yes, that seems more in keeping of Twilight,” she said in an even tone. “Certainly more than that document she signed.” Rarity winced at the emphasis that the lunar mare used, slacking her pace slightly.
“My, my,” laughed Dreiga. “It almost sounds like you were accusing my father, and perhaps even this country, of doing something nefarious with dear Princess Twilight and dear Princess Cadence. But surely I must be mistaken. Throwing around such accusations without a shred of proof could be disastrous. Like, for example, noticing signs that the signature on the documents were forged.” For a moment, the stallion was silent as he no doubt waited for some sort of response. But as the seconds passed, there was only silence as Rarity saw Luna looking away while balling her hands into fists. “What? Nothing? Well then, why did you and your sister leave your rather short retirement then? Perhaps, if I may be so bold, that the two of you are just a tad bit paranoid?”
“That may be true,” said Luna, a hint of a smile forming on her face. “Or maybe me and my sister are experienced enough to know that, even if the signature matches Twilight’s, it doesn’t mean it was done willingly.” Dreiga’s smile faltered just a little and his body stiffened. “Me and my sister merely wish to…understand why Princess Twilight would so willingly, and without council, throw away the kingdom to which we entrusted to her. That as well as finding out why Princess Cadence would so readily leave behind both her husband and daughter without so much as a final visit. Which is why I desire to speak with my sister’s former pupil. If there is nothing amiss, then we Royal Sisters will honor her final wishes as ruler of Equestria. Simply returning to our peaceful retirement. That said, if we find something amiss…well, I’m sure Shining Armor will be patient as we sort things out.”
There was silence for a moment, creating a tension that nearly felt physical. It felt like a pressure on Rarity’s back to the point where she might trip over her own hooves in a very un-ladylike manner. Glancing over at Fluttershy, the poor dear looked like she was going to have a bit of a panic attack.
Mercifully, it ended shortly with a barking laugh from Dreiga. “Well, you certainly do have an imagination. I’ll give you that! If it will put your mind at ease, I’ll put in a request with my father to see if he can pull his young wife away from her studies long enough to meet with you. Until then, the royal family shall do everything in its power to make you feel more at home. As for the rest of our lovely guests, we have arrived!” Blinking in surprise, Rarity pulled her gaze away from the two royals to instead look before her where a large iron gate stood. Masks and symbols similar to what Rarity had seen at Zecora’s hut decorated the sides, looking down at the approaching herd. One or two Rarity recognized from her time with the striped mare, but the rest were utterly foreign to her. But, then again, that was not surprising seeing as how she was in Zecora’s native land.
With a grand gesture, Dreiga motioned to two large and muscular stallions who began to open the gate to allow them to pass. Stepping through, Rarity saw that they had been brought to what she would consider to be a small gated community. From the gate, the street turned into a series of cobblestone pathways that twisted and turned to the various buildings lined with blooming shrubs. The most noticeable of which was a large, outdoor communal bathing area. Steam was rising from the various pools, each one large enough for a dozen or so mares to be in at a time. From the few she could see, stone benches were placed around them as a potential place for mares to chat while they either waited to enter or simply dry off. She also noted a small building and wondered if it was for mares who wished for a bit more privacy. Around the massive pools were several large, circular buildings that had the appearance that they were made of sandstone with roofs that reminded Rarity of piles of dried grass.
“Is where we’ll be staying until we,” began Fluttershy before pausing to gulp, “c-change?”
“A bit more than that,” said Dreiga, his tone calm with a twinkle in his eyes as he turned to speak to the mass of mares. “On behalf of my nation and my tribe, I thank all of you from the bottom of my heart. I know that many of you are giving up something special, something you have lived with your entire lives. Be it soaring through the sky like a bird or the power of magic, sacrificing it in the hopes that it will save my tribe. Words cannot express our gratitude. Hopefully our actions will be a good start, beginning with a home for all of you to make sure the transformation goes as smoothly for you as possible while ensuring that you are all comfortable. Thus my father commissioned this specifically for all of you: the Mare’s Quarters.” The prince then gestured to the area behind him. “This is the first one that we have completed. We hope that, in time, we shall include these areas in every city in Zebrica as the number of kind, Equestrian mares increase as well.
“The Mare’s Quarters shall provide all of you with everything you shall need as you not only undergo your transformation but also your transition into our society. While you cannot see it from here, there are a number of shops run by my people. A grocery store, places where you can get clothing, and other such enterprises. For now they will be managed by us, but to any of you who wish may work there. According to Princess Twilight, this bit of familiarity should help you to adjust in a more natural way. But it will not be that way forever. Once all of you begin to integrate with our customs enough, we shall pass on ownership to those of you who have the drive and the desire to take them on,” he said giving Rarity a wink. “The Mare’s Quarters will, of course, have more than that. We have also built a small library and gym to help keep many of you entertained when you have some free time. There are also a few of our doctors on hoof as well as counselors to assist during your change. And, in the near future, there shall be a school for the foals you all give birth to.” The prince paused for a moment as he saw some of the mares beginning to blush. “But that, as I said, is for the future. For now, I wish for all of you to take the time to settle in for a moment before we begin in full.”
As if on cue, as soon as Dreiga finished talking, Rarity noticed movement coming from down the streets of the Mare’s Quarters. They were zebra mares, some tall and busty while others were small and skinny with everything in-between. There were not a lot and, if Rarity’s fears were correct, these might be all the mares in the capital! After all, she hadn’t seen a single one since she arrived. As they drew closer, Rarity’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when she saw what they were all wearing! While the styles varied, all of them were wearing a white, see-through clothing. Rarity found herself staring at one, nearly licking her lips, as she gazed at the one who led the group. The cloth criss-crossed over her upper body, starting on either side of her neck and the golden band around it before heading down to her sides so that her breasts were ‘covered’. But Rarity could still see her black nipples clearly, as well as the golden rings piercing each nipple. A loin cloth covered her front, providing barely any protection to her gorgeous black folds. More golden bands graced her arms and legs with one massive looped earring hanging off of one of her ears. Shifting her gaze, Rarity looked at the other mares. Some wore the same as this first mare while others wore simple shifts. And others seemed to have even less on them. But they all had some things in common. The rings around their necks, the bands on their arms and legs, the single earring.
Rarity’s focus fluttered for a moment as she stared at the incoming herd. A small noise escaped her as she realized that, as they were, nothing they wore obstructed the view of the stripes covering their forms. Forms that Rarity and the others would soon take on. A showing of what was to come? Perhaps.
“Miss Fluttershy,” said Dreiga suddenly, earning an ‘eep’ from the pegasus as the prince approached. “I seem to recall that you wrote on your application sheet that you desired to meet some of the local animal life. Am I remembering this correctly?” For a moment, Fluttershy didn’t respond. Just staring at the stallion as she moved ever so slightly behind Rarity. Then, once she could use her unicorn friend as a shield—not that she would of course—she gave a very short, nervous nod. “Excellent. I just wanted to double check before making an offer for a dear friend of mine. He, well, is one of the nobles who helped my father in going through all of the applications with yours in particular catching his attention. You see, he too is fond of animals. Had a home built right on the edge of the city where he could create a sort of sanctuary for some of the rarest and most exotic creatures native to our lands. He loves them dearly but the sheer number of them has made it so that it is difficult for him to care for them all by himself.”
“Oh my, that’s horrible,” said Fluttershy as she moved out from behind Rarity so quickly that the butter colored pegasus nearly knocked her down. “All those poor animals. I would love to help! If that’s what he wants of course.” She then paused for a moment, her eyes slowly lowering to her hooves. “But…wouldn’t that get in the way of becoming a zebra? Not just changing, but everything else you want me to do?”
Dreiga nodded before he spoke again in a gentle tone. “Given the distance from here to his home, and your soon to be wingless state, most of your day will be spent going to and from. But, there is a simple solution to all of this. If you are comfortable with the idea, my friend says that he will be happy to sponsor you. Meaning that your transformation and education into zebra society will be done in the privacy of his home.”
As the prince spoke, Rarity could see her friend brighten up a little at this offer. While Fluttershy was getting better at confronting her fears, the unicorn could tell they were getting to her. Not only was she about to undergo a species transformation and breed, but she was also in a strange land surrounded by mares whom she wasn’t at all familiar with. So perhaps having a more personal, one on one transformation in an area full of the creatures that she adored would put her more at ease.
“Well, that doesn’t sound too bad,” said Fluttershy as she gave Dreiga a weak smile, moving some of her pink mane out of her face as she did so. “But, will I still be able to visit Rarity and see Twilight?”
“Of course, of course,” said Dreiga, grinning broadly as he approached her. Rarity then watched as he swung an arm around the mare’s shoulders, moving her through the crowd and back the way they had come with Princess Luna following behind looking more than a little annoyed. But, before Rarity could say anything, to call out even a goodbye to her friend, she felt the soft hand of a mare touching her shoulder. Turning she looked over to see it was one of the zebra mares, smiling at her kindly.
“Let’s get you settled in, shall we?”
Rarity stood before the outdoor bath, the last few hours almost seeming like a blur as she watched the small wisps of steam rising.
The first thing that had happened was that she, along with all the other mares, had been assigned to living areas. How the zebras had made the selection was unclear, be it examining their applications or simply pulling names out of a hat. All she knew was that they seemed to have already made the decision as she, along with seven other mares, were taken to one of the sandstone buildings closest to the gate. When they got inside, Rarity began to examine the place that would be her home for the foreseeable future. Next to the door was a small kitchen space, containing the bare minimum of appliances that would be needed as well as a table that reminded her more of a picnic bench that Applejack would have been fond of. The middle of the dwelling was, thankfully, more impressive in her opinion. It was spacious, probably taking up a majority of their home, allowing a good number of ponies to walk around without ever feeling cramped. Why, if she had to guess, they could probably have three times the number of ponies in here now and still have enough room. What’s more, there were a small number of chairs and a couple of love seats that were positioned around a fire pit which had been built into the foundation which crackled gently. If she had to guess, it was done this way to help them all feel closer. That or for when the zebra stallions whom they would be meeting could come and chat with them in a more relaxing setting.
Oh, if only the same level of thought had been given to her bedroom. Around the living area were a series of doors, each with a number engraved into the wood that went from one to eight. Rarity’s room, number five, was utterly pitiful as she had been in motel rooms that were more spacious. The room consisted of a bed made for two, a small dresser that wouldn’t fit even a tenth of clothing she had brought from Equestria, and another door that simply led to a toilet. The walls were completely bare and the window far too small for her liking. She didn’t like it one bit and hoped that she would be able to upgrade to something better in the near future.
Once all the Equestrians had gotten a chance to look around the house, the zebra mare who had brought them there asked for their attention as she went over the rules. First and foremost was that the kingdom wished to keep them as safe as possible, meaning that all of them had to be back by sundown unless given special permission. A head count would be done every night before the gates to the Mare’s Quarters closed. Any mare that was discovered missing would gain the attention of the guards. This, while excessive, made sense to nearly all of them. They were, after all, here to help repopulate the zebra race so it made sense they would be given so much security. And she was glad that they would be allowed to leave, making it feel less like a prison.
From there, the zebra went over other basic things. Keep your rooms tidy. Please no bickering with each other or, at the very least, be civil with each other. That they would be given money each week to buy food for themselves and to not eat something that you didn’t buy. When the stallions arrive, please do not bother them when they are talking to another mare. While this was all very good, there was a pressing question Rarity had. So much so that she felt the need to raise her hand.
“When can we expect our luggage to arrive?” she asked, gaining a couple of the others to voice the same.
“Right now, it’s being placed into storage,” explained the zebra mare with a small smile. “For now, to help all of you adjust, we shall be insisting that you wear the normal zebra fashions. Once you have settled in, we will take you to where they are being stored so that you can take some personal belongings like pictures and the like. But until then, they will be kept in a safe place while you acclimate to our culture.” That answer made Rarity frown. She had never been told that.
“But…what will we wear?” asked another mare in the room. “All we have are the clothes on our backs!” This earned a chorus of agreements, including Rarity.
“That is already being taken care of,” replied the zebra. “In a few minutes we will be leaving so that you can all begin the process of becoming a zebra as well as learning about the various breeding programs we have created that you may choose from. Once you are finished, you shall be given something new to wear and more will be provided in the coming days.”
For a moment, Rarity had wanted to protest this. She wanted to walk straight to this mare, get in her face, and demand that she be allowed to get any of her belongings. Who were they to take her property and put it all under lock and key?!? Yet a voice of reason spoke out. It reminded her of her habits of bringing a teeny, tiny bit too much with her whenever she traveled. If she were to go, sort all of her ensembles to decide which she wanted to keep…it would take perhaps too much time. Going through everything, trying it on again, bringing it back to her tiny room to see if she had enough space, going through everything again to see what she wanted to take back, having second thoughts, going back to the storage area, reconsidering which dresses she took… Yes, it would be time consuming. And maybe they had a point about helping them to adjust. She was here to become a zebra and while her gowns were the height of Equestrian fashion the same could not be said for here. They didn’t fit well with the current trends of the populace while also being a tad too warm to wear.
Perhaps there was a benefit to having the rug pulled out from under their hooves. With this plan, Rarity could get to try on the latest zebra fashions while gaining the inspiration she needed to add her own flare to them. That way, she could feel more confident when she went to open up her own boutique here in Zebrica. All without getting her own dresses all sweaty or spending any of her own funds! That was a simply marvelous plan. And they did say that she would be allowed to go and get some of her other items that she brought.
From there, Rarity and the other mares had been led out of their home towards the bathing pools. Once there, a queue was formed with the mares all waiting in a single line that began to grow as more groups joined them. Thankfully, Rarity didn’t have to wait long as her group had been one of the first.
A light giggle brought Rarity back to the present as two mares approached her, wading through the water as they approached her. Rarity gulped a little as she watched them, both of them having large breasts that swayed ever so slightly with every strep they took. Their stripped forms looked almost identical, from the hourglass forms of their bodies to the stripped pattern that decorated them. Even their manes were the same, flowing down their shoulders in a manner that reminded her of when Zecora dressed up like a witch for Nightmare Night! The only difference she could see was that one had green eyes while the other had blue.
“Sister, look,” said the green eyed mare, a smile on her face as she looked at Rarity with amusement. “We have the honor of tending to one of Equestria’s greatest heroes!”
“I know, I know,” said the blue eyed one, reaching a hand over to caress her sister in a manner that felt more like a lover. Not helped when she kissed her sister’s cheek! “We’ll have to make extra sure that all goes well.”
“Well, ah, thank y-you,” stammered Rarity as the twin mares left the water, the fashionista getting flashbacks of the spa twins back in her hometown. She licked her lips a little as the nearly naked mares approached her all while swaying their hips and flicking their tails in a seductive manner. With her heart racing fast, the blue eyed one moved behind her while a hand gently touched her shoulder. At the same time the face of the green eyed mare filled her vision, her wet breasts pressing on her own. Her heart began to beat faster, inhaling a scent that reminded her of oil and flowers.
“Just relax and let us take care of you,” whispered the green eyed one, her voice sensual beyond anything Rarity had ever heard before. On instinct, Rarity felt her eyes closed as if she were expecting a kiss.
One that never came. Instead she felt the soft, skillful hands of the sisters at work undressing her. The two worked as if they had practiced this many, many times. The blue eyed mare gently placed a hand on her back while the other slowly unzipped her dress. When she had finished, the other sister began to peel the dress down as she bent herself lower to the ground. As more of her coat was freed from its confines, Rarity felt like something cool was being washed over her despite the still intense heat of the sun. Had taking off one article of clothing made that much of a difference? A soft moan that came from her lips held the answer: yes. As dramatic as it might sound, Rarity felt a sort of freedom that she had never felt before as more of her naked body was released to the world and her dress pooled around her hooves.
Rarity then almost gasped as she felt the breasts of the mare behind her pressing against her back. Her hot breath blasted against Rarity’s neck and she could tell that the zebra’s lips were centimeters above her collar bone. The only barrier keeping her hardened nipples from pressing into the alabaster mare’s back was the nearly completely transparent material. As the blue eyed mare’s hands began to unhitch her bra, the mare in front began to stand back up. The green eyed mare’s hands traced Rarity’s sides as she rose, her head coming into contact with Rarity’s breasts causing them to jiggle. As one the two sisters began to sway from side to side, shifting their weight on their hooves, while Rarity’s bra was taken off before dropping it with a small bit of fanfare.
“You’ll make a wonderful zebra,” said the green eyed mare, her eyes smoldering as she looked into Rarity’s. This mare before her then placed a hand on her hip, caressing it in a way that caused Rarity to whimper in delight while her other hand glided across her breast. More than once, Rarity felt her hard pink nipple collide with this mare’s black ones. She was so caught in the moment that she barely felt the mare behind her pulling down her panties.
“Are you ready to become a new you?” asked the mare behind Rarity, whispering in her ear and running her fingers through the purple tail of the unicorn. A tail that, she was now realizing, would soon no longer be purple.
“Yes,” whispered Rarity.
Rather than say anything, the green eyed mare raised herself up as far as she could. A tremble then ran through her body as she felt the zebra kissing her horn, her tongue moving around the spiral ever so slowly that it nearly made her go cross-eyed! “We thank you for your sacrifice,” was all that she said after that.
Together, the sisters led Rarity towards the pool where she stepped into the perfectly tempered water. With each step they took, Rarity could feel the small ripples washing against her flank as the three made their way into the center. Her heart was now pounding in anticipation, in excitement that still felt surreal to her. A part of her felt like fear should be creeping in on her, that she was about to lose a part of herself that she had had her entire life. Even if it was for a good cause! But, strangely, there was none of that. Instead she wondered if she would look as sexy as these two sisters who still smelled of oil and flowers.
Once they were in the middle, the twin mares left Rarity for a moment to move over to the edge. There she could see several items all laying by the water’s edge: a stack of fluffy white towels, an assortment of brushes, and an assortment of small wooden jars. Rarity stood there, watching as the twins stopped at the rim of the tub before turning to each other. The two stared at each other for a moment, giving the other a smile before looking over at the lone figure that watched them. Then, slowly, they began to undress the thin fabric off each other! The sight was brief, yet it seemed to take Rarity’s breath away as their hands glided over the other’s figure and pressed their exquisite bodies against each other in order to undress. The sight as well as the knowledge that they were as bare as her made Rarity’s legs weak for some reason, more so when the green eyed mare closed the distance between them in what felt like the blink of an eye to give Rarity a kiss. The sound it made was loud, seeming to echo through the area as well as Rarity’s mind as she felt the mare’s nude body pressing against her own. Hands came to her flank, taking hold of them for the briefest of moments as they stood there. All Rarity could do was stand there, feeling dazed before the mare embracing her pulled away, allowing the unicorn to notice that the other twin had taken this opportunity to begin.
As one, the two began to wash Rarity from head to toe in a manner that she could have only ever fantasized about. Using their hands, the two cupped water before bringing it up and letting it fall all over her body and mane before using towels to gently dab parts of her body. Every inch of her was given attention, from her face to the spaces between her fingers, to the undersides of her breasts. Once that was finished, the twins went over to one of the jars which they opened to reveal a jar of some amber looking oil that smelled of honey and something else she could not quite place. One at a time, they took a generous handful of the oil before applying it to her mane and tail. The sensation of it made her gasp, feeling a cold tingle running down all of her roots before being replaced with a warm sensation. From her head, she could feel this warmth as it seemed to vibrate, moving down her skull and seemingly into her brain. This warmth almost made her feel sleepy, as if she were only half awake. Meanwhile, with her tail, she could feel that same warmth as it moved up her spine as well as through her sex.
“Such a pretty mane and tail,” whispered the green eyed twin as she took a brush, using it slowly on Rarity’s mane. “You must have taken such good care of it for so long. All that energy and time.”
“I…did,” agreed Rarity slowly, only vaguely aware that she was speaking. She could feel her shoulders relaxing, drooping a little as a small smile began to form on her lips.
“Such a shame it will be gone soon,” said the blue eyed twin as she brushed Rarity’s tail gently. The last time it would ever be given that treatment for it would be changed into the tail of a zebra. She would be a zebra! “But I’m sure you’re going to put the same amount of effort into being bred. To birthing plenty of zebra foals.” A sharp intake of breath overtook Rarity at those words, her pussy quivering in pure anticipation.
“We’ll take that as a yes,” giggled the green eyed mare. “Bet you can’t wait to feel this!” Rarity’s world instantly turned upside down as she felt black lips wrapping around one of her nipples. Gentle sucking could be felt, hardening the nub while the tip of the zebra’s tongue traced the top.
“But you’ll have to wait a little bit longer~,” said the other mare in a sing-song voice causing the green eyed mare to stop. Slowly, Rarity turned to look at the other twin seeing that she was standing there with another open jar. As Rarity caught her breath, the mare reached into the pot to drench her hands into its contents before lifting her hand up and stopping at the same level as her blue eyes. From her hands a clear, semi-transparent liquid flowed downwards back into the pot until it slowed to nothing more than drips.
Rarity did not voice any question as to what they were doing, simply watching as the two began to insert their hands into the jar and allowing them to do with her as they pleased. She had no idea if all of this was just to get her ready for the procedure or this was- Rarity’s world was rocked as the soft hands of the mares suddenly began to touch her, spreading the oil on her body with loving caresses. Her mind began to slow as she felt the two pressing their bodies against her own as they worked, their hard nipples pressing against her back and breasts as they worked. Soft coo’s could be heard from the sister’s, sliding their hands around Rarity’s neck and gliding them across her face. The scent of the oil began to bombard her scenes, causing her mind to feel all the more fuzzy. She could hear other sounds coming from the distance. Moans? Cries of ecstasy? They were not in her voice so maybe they were coming from the other mares who were enjoying this as much as she was? Not that she could blame them. The chill of the first contact with this oil was beyond anything that they had put in her mane followed by a warmth that tingled in every nerve they touched. She had already been aroused by these two mares and what she was feeling now only seemed to take her to a higher level of pleasure!
“I wonder which program you’ll sign up for?” asked the green eyed mare with another coo, moving backwards a bit in order to coat one of Rarity’s breasts in the oil. “Maybe you’ll go the morale route. Our stallions have been lonely for so long with so few mares to tend to their needs? Would you like that? Would you like entertaining them with your body in some of our finest establishments? Dancing the night away on stage before being taken to the back room where they will fill you with their seed? Or simply being on the streets, letting any who walk up to you fuck your brains out for the right price?”
Rarity’s eyes upturned slightly as she listened to the words that were being said. With each word that was spoken, her mind began to play images before her causing the normally high class mare’s tongue to loll out. She could almost feel the lights hitting her body and the cold steel of the stripper pole as she humped it wildly, rubbing the cum oozing out of her cunt from the handsome zebra stallion who had just fucked her just before she had gotten on stage. She heard the wolf whistles from the crowd as she locked her leg around the pole, arching her back while taking off her bra and tossing it into the crowd who all cheered for her. Then she saw herself on the street, enticing any stallion who walked by with several other mares. All of them winking, turning their flanks around so that they could get a good look at them.
But…something was wrong. These images weren’t right! She wasn’t a zebra yet! Rarity was still a unicorn.
“Or perhaps you want something less showy,” suggested the other zebra. Rarity gasped, feeling a digit entering her anus with the oil acting as a lube. The sensations it caused seemed to triple nearly causing Rarity to orgasm right then and there as her nipples hardened to a degree she had never experienced before! “Being just a breeder, perhaps? Just staying here in the Mare’s Quarter to be bred by any stallion who comes in? We can make that happen for you. Molding your body so that you will constantly give birth until the day you pass from this world, being milked to help feed all the foals and helping to raise them. That is what you’re here to do.”
Another image assaulted Rarity’s mind. She didn’t know why, but she found herself in a sort of stockade along with many other mares. All of their arms were bound to a metal contraption with their heads resting in its metal frames. She could feel suction cups on her tits, keeping the hose in place as milk was pumped out of her massive tits while life kicked about in her womb. She could feel the excitement within her as she knew soon she would give birth before the process would begin again. And again. And again!
But why wasn’t she seeing herself as a zebra?!
“Does being a servant-wife sound enticing?” asked the green eyed mare, her oiled hand slipping down Rarity’s stomach as it headed closer to the mare’s sex. Rarity’s lips trembled while drool began to escape her mouth. “You should be so lucky. Taken in by one of our wealthy or noble stallions as a symbol. Becoming his property, to be used by him and him alone. Isn’t that what all young mares dream about?”
Rarity felt herself in another world as her mind gave her a trembling vision. She stood there naked, her belly bulging from the life inside of her, next to her husband. Or would be it better to call him Master? Whatever the case, he stood there in front of other ponies of high influence as he showed her off like a trophy with pride beaming in his eyes.
“But not every mare gets that joy. No, no,” whispered the blue eyed twin as her arms reach around Rarity’s flank to touch her folds. A scream of delight burst out of the pure white mare, falling backwards only to be caught by striped arms. “I suppose you could see if anyzebra would want you as a mare servant. I heard that you are a seamstress so perhaps some stallion can take you in to make outfits for all the new mares coming in. Then, when your shift is down, you can let your hands take a break as he fills your hole with his cum!”
“T-They all sound so good,” Rarity managed to breathe as she fought through another fantasy. She saw herself working nude in a sweatshop, rushing to make one article of clothing after another. From sun up to sun down, working tirelessly and at the best of her abilities. Then, her employer would come in from upstairs. Oh yes, he would come for her and order her to lay on her workbench. She would do as she was told, spreading her legs as far as she could and displaying her dripping wet hole for him to fill with his sperm.
“You’re doing so good,” came a whisper. With hazy vision and mind, Rarity had no idea who said that. She felt like she had found an abyss of pleasure, diving head first without a second thought into the deepest depths of her desires. Her body seemed to ache with the desire to be touched, to be used. She didn’t care who it was for all she wanted now was to fuck somepony, anypony! If there was a stallion around she would let them use her however he wanted. If these twins wished to stop teasing her and just take her, she would let them. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum!
But that never came. Instead she felt like a zombie as she was shuffled out of the water, hand held by both the mares who continued to giggle. She giggled as well, not knowing or caring why. Thoughts were hard right now, only feelings mattered. That’s why she could only feel the water leaving her sides before she was laid in something firm yet soft. Brushes began to move over her nipples and clit, circling around them over and over making the mare thrash. But she did. Not. CUM! Why? What were they doing to her!?!
Rarity’s attention jerked back as she heard the opening of another jar. Only barely did she realize that she was being held down to the ground by surprisingly strong hands, but her focus was towards the one kneeling between her legs. In one hand was the jar while the other was dipped into it. The mare, she could not tell who it was anymore, hummed a little as she swirled her hand around before pulling it out, revealing that one of her fingers was covered in a black substance. Seeing that substance made her heart race. It was…
“Fertility,” said the mare as she reached down, touched the area right above the clit. Rarity cried out, her thoughts shattered once more as the mare began to draw on her body. Only barely was she aware that they were drawing a black spiral over her white fur before small ripple marks were added to the top and bottom. Something seemed to pulse in her body causing her to go limp.
Words were said around her, but in her haze Rarity could no longer make out who was talking nor what they were saying. Time was nothing more than a blur now as the twins finished her up. Rarity’s body was moved like a rag doll for a time, arms and legs lifted as golden bands were placed around her wrists and ankles. Then, a final golden band was placed around her neck. Hearing it click into place brought a smile onto her face for some reason. Near the end, some mobility seemed to return to her, allowing her to stand before she was taken away from the water.
“It is regrettable that the lower number of zebra mare births has caused the decline of boutiques across the land. Understandable, yet still regrettable,” said the zebra stallion who had introduced himself as Temall, one of his hands snaking its way around Rarity’s exposed waist. A part of her was thankful for that as it kept her standing on her hooves, her mind still hazy from the bath she had taken maybe a few hours ago. What’s more, she found his touch against her now sensitive body to be arousing. So much so that she didn’t mind craning her head to look up at the stallion who was a good two heads taller than she was. “But a true visionary does not look at what is happening right now, but what is to come! Your magnificent presence here, along with all of the other mares from Equestria, is a signal that they will soon be on the rise again. Plenty of stallions will want to dress their mares in the finest or just something to show off their treasure. And we are going to need some more…inspiration. Something that I know you have an abundance of.”
Temall then paused for a moment, reaching out with his free hand to take a goblet held on a tray held by one of the natural born zebra mares as she passed by. Rarity slowly turned to look at her, wondering if she was one of the mares who had washed them but a few hours prior. She, like all the other zebra mares had put their shifts back on which did little to hide their bodies. Not that what Rarity and the other mares from Equestria were wearing were any better. After the zebra mares had finished drying her off, they had wrapped her chest with a similar semi-transparent cloth of purple with the same being down around her waist as if it were a skirt of some kind. And when they were done, they gave her a gentle slap on the flank before sending her on her way to do the same to the mare after her.
From there Rarity, as well as the others, had been brought to an open area that lay past the bathing pools and further away from the entrance. She remembers how with each step she took, guided by one of the zebra mares, how the fabric slid against her nipples and her pussy which sent sparks flying through her mind. In all honesty she was thankful to the mare who had brought her here for, had she not, Rarity might have fallen over and began pleasing herself right along the road!
Once there, Rarity found a number of zebra stallions dressed in fine clothing waiting for her as well as the other mares. The unicorn found herself swept from stallion to stallion for what seemed like hours, only barely noticing that food and drinks were now being served. Questions were asked and she answered as best she could as she ate and drank what she had been offered with little hesitation. Now she was here with Temall.
“I believe that there would be a benefit of you becoming my servant-wife,” continued Temall after taking a sip of his drink. He then brought the goblet down to Rarity’s lips and she began to drink without protest as he spoke. “You would be living the life that many would envy, treated like a treasure. Our foals would receive only the best of everything in the land. You would be allowed to draft your creations, with others doing the hard labor. And in return, I will breed you for the rest of your life. If you are willing that is.”
Temall then pulled the drink away from Rarity’s lips, a finger moving to trace them gently. “What do you say?” he asked slowly before taking his finger away and sucking on it.
“I,” began Rarity, her mind slightly confused from the haze that still clouded her mind and the drink. Before she could fully answer, she noticed that one of the mares had undressed herself. And it was a mare she knew! It was Night Glider, a pegasus who had been a part of Starlight’s cult! The lilac cloth she had been wearing was tossed off and carried in the breeze as she got onto the ground with her legs. Without a hint of shame she then began to rub her pussy with one hand while the other began to squeeze one of her small breasts.
Were her wings always that small?
“Please,” begged Nightglider. “I can’t take it anymore! I need to be bred. I need it. Need it, please! Make me a zebra and fuck me!” For a moment, Rarity stared at the mare feeling the desire to do the same. To just strip off her clothing and take this stallion’s cock into her mouth so that she could fill her stomach with his seed before he shot another load into her womb.
She nearly acted, but Temall moved forward as his interest in the pegasus mare grew. For a moment, Rarity stood there waiting only for the light of fireworks to flare into the night. Turning to look behind her as the multicolored lights floated towards the ground, she thought she heard something else. Cheering. Laughing. Singing. The voice of a party composed of nothing but stallions!
With the current stallions paying more heed to Night Glider, Rarity began to walk towards the gate as if in a trace. The further away she got from the party, the more desolate and deserted the Mare’s Quarters seemed to become. She might have even thought of some witty and poetic metaphor or simile to describe it had her mind been in a better frame. But no, the only thing on her mind right now as she walked through the gate was finding stallions.
And find them she did. Back on the main streets of the capital, Rarity found them packed with stallions with a festival in full swing! From where she stood, she could see several of them playing instruments whose names escaped her while a group in front of them danced wildly. These dancers all wore the wooden masks that held some meaning, moving in a circle as they jumped up and down with their hands shooting up into the air. Onlookers watched and cheered for them, pumping up their fists which held either food or drink in cheer. Speaking of food, Rarity could see booth after booth serving various food and drink in large supplies. Rugs were placed on the ground, with some of the zebra stallions showing off how well they had trained snakes and other animals for the amusement of the crowd while others set up games. Everywhere she looked there were stallions.
Without thinking, Rarity began to walk forward into the crowd. With those first few steps, nothing seemed to happen as everyzebra seemed too caught up in their revelry. But soon she felt their eyes upon her, gazing at her form and growing quiet. This spread like silent wildfire until every single eye was upon her.
“A mare,” came a whisper which, in this silence, could be heard by all. A heartbeat later, all of the faces looking at her began to grin as a loud cry rang out! “A MARE!” The crowd then let out a cheer, fists raising into the air flinging food and drink with them.
A grin slowly appeared on Rarity’s face as the testosterone filled party began once more with her in the center. The dancers she had seen moved around her in a clearly improvised manner, shouting something to the band as they did. A faster, more wild tune began to as the dancers began to dance around her. They kicked their legs forward, hands raised and shaking to the stars above, before they began to twist around. Soon their legs were spread, bouncing around her before jumping back up. And through the haze, Rarity felt herself showing off her body. She caressed her sides, running her hands down as she slowly turned so that everyzebra there could get a good look at her. If they were going to make her the center of attention she might as well give them what they want!
When the song ended, the dancers lifted her up high into the sky as they began to move further away from the Mare’s Quarters and into the fair. Those they passed reached up in an effort just to touch her, looking upon her like she was a treasured object. Perhaps this was their first time, or at least the first time in so long, that they had seen a mare up close!
She had no idea how long she was carried but, when it ended, Rarity was placed on a rug set along the side of a building, overlooking a play that was being performed for the masses. The lead actor was dressed like a mare, and judging by ‘her’ attire was perhaps a royal as well. ‘She’ spoke in harsh tones, cursing the land of Zebrica for some reason that Rarity had probably missed to die a slow and pathetic way. As Rarity watched, food and ale was practically shoved into her hands which, while not up to her normal standards, she consumed as she realized for the first time how hungry she really was. The eyes of the zebras around her watched as Rarity used her bare hands to eat, licking them clean before taking the wooden tankard to her mouth and drinking it so fast that the amber liquid ran down her chin before dripping onto her breasts.
More food was soon brought to her, her drink refilled. But now, the stallions around had become far less shy. She moaned through her food as their hands slipped under the cloth covering her chest, kneading her breasts while others went to touch her sex. The feeling caused the fire within her to burn brighter, throwing her head back as she kept herself somewhat up by her elbows while that which she held slipped out of her fingers. She began to pant, her legs being spread by zebra’s whose names she didn’t know while their gazes burned with the same desire that was inside her. She looked around herself, spotting a stall next to her selling mirrors with one of them reflecting her face at the moment. Yes, she could see just how much she wanted them to continue. To-
Rarity’s thoughts were broken as a hand suddenly, unexpectedly, reached to grab the fabric covering her breasts. An instant later, the striped hand pulled backwards taking whatever covering she had been given away with so much force that they jiggled and bounced against her chest for all of the crowd to see. A tingle of fear rippled through her body as she felt the hunger eyes of the stallions around her, looking at her in the same way that a pack of timber wolves would look at their prey. But while she was afraid, there was a part of her that wanted this. Wanted all these stripped stallions to ravish her completely and utterly. To cover her from head to hoof with their foal batter as it leaked from every hole. To knock her up tonight. And it looked like she might get her wish!
As her covering was then tossed into the air one of the stallions placed a hoof on either side of her so that he was now standing over her, right above her stomach. Looking up silently she saw that he too was naked, stroking his now exposed and very hard black cock. She stared at it, beads of white fluid dripping from the tip as her silken loincloth was just as roughly removed. The hands of the zebras began to touch her far rougher now. Her legs were spread to an almost painful level as she felt multiple fingers pulling at her sex, spreading it as far as it could. At the same time, hands were squeezing at her breasts, treating them like the icing tube at a bakery when decorating a cake. More of their clothing was hitting the floor and soon all Rarity could see were the striped forms of the stallions as they stroked their massive cocks at her.
The stallion standing above her then squatted down, knocking away all the hands around her mounds as he did so. She watched as his cock was placed in the valley between her large, milky white hills and shuddered as she felt its weight before crying out as he roughly pinched the pink nubs at the top. Like a wild animal he began to thrust forwards and back in order to help with his release. Rarity tried to look up at his face, but hands roughly took hold of her head and pulled it back. She tried to say something but her voice became muffled as a cock was slammed all the way inside her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. Tears began to stream down her face from the treatment she was receiving, the second cock slamming inside her with the same control as the first. This second pair of hands held onto the side of her head so tightly that her skull began to hurt causing her to scream around the cock.
Then she screamed ever more, her eyes growing wide. While these two had been using her, it had distracted her from the fact that the hands pulling at her pussy had gone. But she felt strong arms taking hold of her legs, lifting them up and putting them at the sides of something firm. The sides of a stallion! It all came crashing down on her as a cock slammed into her sex, fast and spread her walls without giving her a chance to grow used to the sheer size. The member just invaded her, stretching her walls beyond anything she had ever had before in a single motion and hitting the entrance to her womb. More tears began to run down her face as wild humping began to take place, thrusting inside her without a care in the world.
Cocks were everywhere! In every direction she could look with her limited vision, all she could see were the black shafts brimming with the seed of life that had never been able to be planted. Their ball sacks swung, eager to release their load into a real live mare for the first time as they stared at her with those hungry eyes. Even now in the open air, all Rarity could smell was their musk as well as the pure desire they all shared. To aid with the scent, a few fell onto their knees where they then began to press the flat head of their members against her cheeks. Their pre-cum smeared against her coat as they rocked back and forth as if in some sort of trance. Some above even began letting out small groans as droplets of their white foal batter landed on her and seemed to blend in with her still pure white body. Those beads landed close to her nose, filling her with a scent that nearly caused her eyes to roll back into her skull before they moved down her face and mixed in with her tears. She felt one rubbing against her cheek, smearing the pre-cum against her like a lotion.
A powerful slap to her breasts from the side caused Rarity to scream around the cock once again, drawing her back into the moment. Rarity needed to at least regain the use of her mouth to deal with this mob, but in her current position her hands were of little use to her. That left her magic. While she may not have been as magically gifted as Twilight, or at least how she was, she could at least move heavy objects when she needed to. Thinking fast, she channeled all her might and will into her horn only to feel an odd pounding in her skull that had nothing to do with the stallion holding her.
Before she could dwell on this for too long, the stallion whom had been face fucking her made one final slam forward has his grip on her head tightened more. Despite having his shaft so deep in her throat, Rarity could still feel the heat of his seed as it barreled downwards to her stomach. She could feel it filling her as massive jets of the seed seemed to endlessly flow into her, her gut growing slightly due to the large amounts. A bit of it even felt like it was trying its best to crawl its way back up her throat only to be pushed back as the stallion refused to stop in his orgasm.
Her face soon followed. The stallion who had been using her breasts as his sex toy came as well, his white hot mess spraying all over her. It flew upwards, splashing all over her face with a scent so overpowering it was a wonder she didn’t go mad! More of it shot out from his cock, hitting her chin and the metal band around her neck. As he came over and over again, the other stallions around her shot their loads onto her body. Her face was soon drenched, forcing her to close her eyes in order to protect them as it seeped into her mane. Her body trembled as she felt bursts landing on her legs, waist, the sides of her chest, parts of her breasts, and so on. For a brief moment she imagined being in the shower with zebra spunk falling down upon her.
Then came the last shot. The stallion who had been plowing her tunnel became more desperate, his thrusting seeming to become all the more wild as he grunted. Jets of his hot seed were fired like water out of a fire hydrant, yet he never stopped in his pace. He just kept going, coating every bit of her tunnel with the life juice. Even when he stopped and his cock finally grew limp, he continued to thrust like a mad beast while grunting like one.
It was only when the cock was dislodged from her neck, Rarity was able to say a single word. “Stop!” That one word carried with it enough force to gain everyzerba’s attention, drawing them back to reality and what they were doing to her. Almost as one, the crowd took a step back from her with a few helping the fellow between her legs to pull away.
As Rarity sat up, a tingle began to spread over her body as she felt the cum vanish. No, that wasn’t right. It was more like it was seeping into her. Into her body. Into her being! The feeling brought back the haze while a silly grin spread upon her lips. She turned her head to look at the mirror and, to her utter delight, saw that the process had finally begun! Her horn had shrunk, no larger than a small yet pointed bump upon her forehead! Her mane was also looking a shade or two whiter. At the same time her hips burned with the desire to meet with a stallion’s. To have him thrust inside her once more, to fill her with his cock. To feel cum filling her womb with zebra seed so that she could birth a whole new generation. Alone if she had to.
But she didn’t beg for it the same way Night Glider had, nor would she. No, she had to do something first. Something she had wanted to do when she had tried to use her magic.
“Darlings,” she said, despite the pain in her jaw. “I know how all of you are anxious to be with somepony as simply marvelous as me. But just because you are all excited is no excuse to act like brutes! Oh no! Such wasted time and energy that you might never really get a proper turn! I mean, really, the first mare you’ve ever been with and you never allowed her to touch you? That just won’t do! And you will need to know how to please her as well! Thankfully, I am just the mare to teach you.” At that, the crowd seemed to take a step back as they looked at her a little sheepishly.
Seeing this brought a smile to Rarity’s face as she pointed to one of the stallions in the crowd. “Let’s start with you there. Yes, you. Would you please tell me your name?”
“It, ah, Zim,” said the stallion as he approached her, voice a little shaky now. No doubt nervous at actually talking to a mare, making him all the more adorable in Rarity’s eyes.
“Zim, it is a pleasure to meet you,” said Rarity with a calming smile. As the stallion brightened a bit thanks to her tone, Rarity gestured to him to sit on the rug next to her before turning to face the group. “We’re going to be doing a little set up here so, while you wait, please form a line so that there is no rough housing. I promise, every one of you will get a turn.” The scrambling to do as they were told started before Rarity could fully turn her head to look at Zim. Her eyes gave him a smoldering, lustful stare as she pressed her body against his side. An arm draped around his back to a dainty hand could rest on his shoulder while the other wrapped itself around his member. Her grin grew more lustful as she heard him take a deep intake of breath as soon as all of her fingers were around it followed by a shudder. “Now then, Darling, I want you to lie down. I’ll do all the work and make you feel like a king.”
Zim nodded, lying on his back while Rarity continued to hold onto his shaft. Lightly she stroked it, feeling his pre-cum running down her fingers while her other hand felt his chest. She was about to get to work but paused as she noticed something out of the corner of her eye that could always find the fatal flaws in her stitching. It had been brief and, though it was dark, she had seen movement on her body. Perhaps more signs that she was changing? Sex was the predominate drive in her mind, the primary thing that broke through the haze. But now, something else was peaking alongside it. She wanted to see it happen! Wanted to see the whole process and not just on another mare. No, she wanted to see herself become a fabulous zebra breeding bitch!
Thankfully, this wasn’t too difficult as all she had to do was get Zim to adjust his position ever so slightly while never letting go of his cock. Once he was ready, she looked directly up to see her reflection looking back from the mirror with the same lusty expression. Never breaking her gaze, she moved over so that she straddled him with her hand holding the stallionhood right at her lower entrance. The entire time she kept her eyes locked on her hips as she lowered them down to consume the black mass inside her. So much of her wanted to close her eyes and savor the surrender, just to give in. But a moan had to suffice as she was filled in a far more controlled manner.
Her hands ran down Zim’s chest, slowly tracing his muscles and bones as the feeling of fullness infected her. Briefly she glanced down to see that his eyes were locked on her, staring at her with amazement. But his hands; they seemed so unsure on what to do as he lifted them off the ground only for them to hang there. Well, that just wouldn’t do! Swaying upon him, Rarity bent down to kiss his nipples causing the stallion to shudder again while she took a hold of his hands. As she got back up Rarity placed them on her hips.
“Hold right here for now,” she said. Then, she began. It started with a slow bump upwards, causing her flank and breasts to jiggle ever so slightly. Yet both let out loud sighs as they felt the friction against their sexes, the pleasure it brought them both. The crowd, now a line that stretched past Rarity’s field of vision, gasped as they watched in awe. She could hear whispers, no doubt telling the ones down the line what was happening.
Rarity continued to gyrate her hips, grinding them against this stallion whose name she had only learned a few moments prior as she continued to bounce up and down. She could feel his grip tightening on her sides, his nails nearly digging into her fur with pleasure. Thankfully all she needed to do was reach down and pull at them ever so slightly for him to get the message that he was hurting her. Zim learned quickly, sliding his hands from her hips to her flank and back up again to savor the feel of the mare who would take his seed for the first time.
While this felt simply divine, she wanted more. No, she needed more! The haze around her mind wouldn’t relent, almost seeming to point to the long line and tell her that she had plenty of stallions to service. Oh, what a poor teacher she was!
“Next two, on either side if you wouldn’t mind,” gasped Rarity as she felt the cock hit a very sensitive spot within her, turning to look at the line for a moment. They wasted no time, clothing long since abandoned by all, and stood so that a hardened cock pointed at both of her cheeks.
The smell, the dripping pre-cum made them look all the more wonderful to Rarity. Eagerly she took both of them with her hands as she continued to ride the stallion below her. Her tongue slid out, tracing the outer edge of the flat head as her saliva began to drip out of her mouth. Oh, how long had it been since she had tasted, truly tasted a stallion’s cock? Not that rough treatment from before, but allowing the musky and salty taste of a stallion’s dick dance along her tongue. Using her eyes she looked up at the stallion, name unknown, and grinned like a street tramp before turning her head to do the same to the next. Her heart began to beat faster, joy exploding from her chest as she lapped at it.
A switch flipped within Rarity’s head, her hands stroking both stallions as if she was a well practiced whore from the streets of Manehatten. Her jaw opened, taking in the head all the way to the medial ring and sucking on it several times, making sure she was as loud as possible. The noises, the gagging and uncivilized noises she made, caused their cocks to twitch in her hands making her feel like she was fulfilling her purpose. Her true purpose in this life. Drool escaped from every crack that it could, running down to her chin, before it exploded out once she stopped sucking on it to move to the second. Pre-cum began leaking into her mouth more and more, the taste of it flooding her tongue which just made everything all the better.
Rarity’s motions became more and more wild as shocks of pleasure began erupting in her mind. Breathing, humping, and sucking. Those three things became the most important things to Rarity as she pleasured them. Her reward was their cum. She could already feel some of the new seed squirting into her from the stallion below who, try as he might, was fighting not to let this moment end. The same was true with the cock close to her face. Already she felt small bits of the white life fluid hitting her face and shoulder which made her feel utterly fantastic. And what she felt hitting her tongue, well, that was like hundreds of tiny orgasms.
Then, it happened. Zim held her tightly again as his load shot deep inside her, filling her much like that first stallion. Only now that warmth hit her like a thousand carriages, sending her mind in an almost a complete freefall. She could feel the jets of cum hitting against her womb, filling it with life. And thinking that this might be the moment where she would begin carrying said life only seemed to bring her to the brink again, another powerful orgasm exploding within her from that thought alone.
As her stomach began to expand from the massively large amounts of cum, Rarity bore witness to another sight that brought her a strange amount of pleasure. Her horn had begun to shrink, burying itself deeper into her skull until it was no more. Not a trace of proof that she had ever been a unicorn remained, marking her as an earth pony…for the moment. The symbol that those mares had marked her with right above her sex had begun to change. At first, one might have mistaken it for smearing or the like. Perhaps even a blur from her motions. Yet, bit by bit, Rarity realized that was not the case. From the mark of fertility, thin lines began to move downwards towards her legs. They crossed, leaving behind tiny stripes along the way which then began to grow thicker as the cum on her body began to vanish.
Another dopey smile appeared on her muzzle as she saw what else was going on. Those thin black lines were moving across towards her pussy smeared with zebra cum. The ink, oil, or whatever it was mixed with it and, rather than blending, seemed to consume it. The symbol above her sex began to pulse sending a shockwave through Rarity’s being while her pink pussy lips began to darken until they were black. Once it was done, two more stripes appeared whose position gave the appearance that they were pointing to her sex. Truly fitting really.
“Let’s…continue,” breathed Rarity as she watched her fate changing before her eyes as she lifted herself up off of Zim. Her legs felt weak, nearly stumbling to the ground, only to be saved by the next stallion. His hands wrapped around her waist for a moment as another of the stallions walked over to her to give her more ale which she greedily drank in an un-lady like manner with some of it spilling from the corners of her mouth. When the drink was taken away, the stallion holding her lowered himself down to the ground while placing the former unicorn onto his lap. There was a bit of complication there as he then tried to maneuver Rarity onto his cock, but using her hands she helped ensure that his member found its way into her newly transformed zebra hole. Rarity needed a moment to adjust for this stallion’s cock, for while not longer it was far thicker than the last, so that it stretched her far beyond anything she had ever felt before. Even more than some of the finest toys she had bought back in Canterlot! As she grew accustomed to his girth, Rarity helped the stallion by taking hold of his wrists and maneuvering them so that they were right below her breasts.
Once she felt ready, Rarity began to bounce upon the stallion’s lap with her hands behind her head. Wet smacking echoed through the air caused by their hips meeting as well as her sweaty breasts as they too bounced against her body. Well, at first anyways. This stallion was eager to play with them, his hands reaching up to take hold of them and squeeze them. Whoever this stallion was, he seemed to be more controlled than the large mass prior as he used her grunts and squeals to discern if he was hurting her or pleasing her. Very quickly, he managed to find the right amount of pressure as he kneaded her breasts as two more studs walked over to her bringing their bare cocks mere inches away from her face. Like a hungry whore, Rarity leaned forward slightly to take one of them into her mouth where she began to suck greedily upon it while a pleasurable buzz began to grow in the back of her mind. It bloomed like a flower, expanding into parts of her being she never knew she had.
More cum splashed onto her body, the familiar tingle growing all the more as Rarity continued to do everything in her power to please these zebra studs. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that the tail she had cared for, after so many years, was losing its fur. Its base became thicker, with a small tuft of black fur at the bottom. More cum was given, filling her mouth as she drank greedily, which spurred on the change. The lines created from the symbol were now moving upwards along her sides. Like with her legs, they began to mark her starting on one side before going all the way to her back (at least that’s what she assumed) before beginning to thicken. Twin lines went to her breasts and, oddly enough, began to make marks there as well. Smaller zebra stripes began to appear on her mounds before the lines made their way to her nipples. Pleasure hammered Rarity’s body as she watched the sight of her pink, hard nubs transform into blackened versions.
More stallions were moving around Rarity, grins on their faces as they stroked their cocks and pointed them at her. In blissful glee all she could do was smile at them, a soft voice coming through the haze to tell her that she was nearly turned. That they were going to finish it right here and now. Such kind stallions. It only took a few more moments before the scent of their seed became inescapable as it was shot onto her body from nearly all directions. She could feel it in her mane, on her face, on her breasts, and…then there was the tingle again that made her eyes widen and nearly scream with pleasure as millions of tiny orgasms shot through her mind! Her face showed she was drunk on sex, fitting for one whose role in life was now to give birth to zebra after zebra and nothing more! Rarity’s heart fluttered as she watched a few more stripes appearing on her face, the area around her lips turning black, and her mane turning pure white save for a few random stripes. And as the stallion she had been bouncing upon shot his load inside her, Rarity came hard as she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she was changed forever.
Somehow, after her womb had been filled once more, Rarity climbed off of him to get on her hands and knees. Turning to look at the crowd, she wiggled her now zebra flank at them to entice them further. It was then that she noticed her cutie mark had changed as well, the outline of the three diamonds in black with the symbol of fertility that the zebra mares had drawn on her inside. What it meant would have to be left for later as a stallion got behind her and inserted his length into her while another took a hold of her head. As the cock pressed against her lips, all Rarity could think was that this was her life now.
And, as she opened her mouth, she knew she would never be happier.
The light of dawn shone on the newly transformed zebra mare that was Rarity as she stumbled down the streets back to the Mare’s Quarters. Cum leaked out of every hole, every crevice of her body. It dripped off her mane, tail, and even her breasts. Even her ass had large globs of cum that would mark the trail that she took. Her knees were dirtier than they had ever been in her life save that one time with her sister at the Social. The mare’s belly was also greatly bloated, jiggling with each step she took as her overstuffed stomach and womb churned with cum. But rather than being freaked out, all Rarity could do was smile as she made her way back to her new home.
Ready for day two of her new life.