Daybroken

Anon leaned on the side of a barn, watching the sun rise over the ocean as his coffee brewed. He'd definitely need that coffee, because after failing to fix Celestia, Twilight had assigned Discord and himself as Celestia's retirement caretakers, and Discord hadn't really been much help in that regard. Anon just wished they'd all be a bit more thankful: his plan had worked, hadn't it? Well... sort of at least.

It would be manageable, except Twilight had taken Anon's magic wand in order to reconstitute Sombra to pick his brain while reverse engineering the dark magic Anon had used, hoping to find a way to restore Celestia.

...Anon needed a vacation. But he was frankly alarmed at the kinky shit Discord might get up to with Celestia while he was gone. How many months had it been? He couldn't remember. At least Twilight had let him keep his shell companies; not that taking them away would have been tractable with all the corporate lobbying in Canterlot these days. Another problem Anon had started, not that the populace of Equestria realized it yet.

Through his companies, he'd constructed this milking barn with the hope of keeping Celestia's messes to a minimum. He shuddered to imagine what things would be like without it... With his coffee brewed and poured, he rounded the side of the barn, and saw Celestia standing patiently at the main barn doors, her serene, regal expression punctuated by a deep blush and a few beads of sweat.

Anon sighed as he fiddled with the lock to let her in for her morning milking "I don't know where all the blood for that thing comes from; it's good you're an immortal alicorn otherwise I don't see how that biology works..." he paused "You know, you've really got to get a hold of yourself one of these days Celestia, and stop thinking with your dick..."

She gestured a hoof to her dick, sticking out almost a full body length ahead of her, and her balls, draped like beanbags behind her, and gave him a look that said 'are you kidding me?!'

"Anon, even if I wanted to, I probably have more nerves in this monster than in my actual brain" She huffed as she saw the lock click open, and her regal mask slipped, revealing a deep depravity "And I definitely don't want to..."

Anon shrugged "Meh, we both knew that, but you know how it is, Twilight legally required me to remind you..."

Celestia wasn't listening, lifting this or that leg in place to assuage her anxiety. As soon as the lock was off the door she scrambled to the milking machine as fast as her impractical form would allow, and shoved her already flared and dripping cockhead into the machine, moaning. "Haaah... Anyways, I can't think of a better way to spend my retirement." Celestia thrusted into the velvety tube "Ohfuck.... Oh stars! Turn it on already Anon!" Celestia yelled with a crazed, antsy expression, not able to resist begging any longer.

Anon flipped the switch and the machine sprung to life, vibrating and contorting in a manner engineered to suck Celestia dry. Celestia moaned and thrusted, reveling in the velvety, exquisitely textured walls of the milking device, imagining it was a begging broodmare, or a dommy Rainbow Dash edging her in chains, telling her she couldn't cum yet, or a writhing mass of tentacles bent on sucking out her soul through her dick, or Chrysalis bent on molding her into a debauched, mindless drone. "Oh FUCKfuckfuck... Ooooh take it all!" Celestia's balls gurgled and lurched in time with her thrusts as she was flung into a sky-high, intense orgasm, and then a string of them in close proximity, the reinforced steel collection tank bowing out and groaning under the strain. After almost 30 minutes of near-continuous orgasms, her thrusts petered out as her massive string of orgasms came to an end "AAAaaaahh... So good" Celestia's lucidity returned for the moment, though she was tempted for a repeat performance as she extracted herself from the device, her deflating fuckstick rubbing deliciously on its walls on the way out, stoking her mind-mashing libido once again.

"You all set for now?" Anon turned the machine off again.

Celestia flopped tiredly onto the barn floor "Whew, yes Anon. I really can't thank you enough for this thing; you've really got to try it some time... why, the only thing I can imagine better than your machine here is sharing this with someone..." Her attention drifted off as she pictured it.

Anon put an arm behind his head nervously. "I think I'll pass..." In her brief periods of lucidity, Anon had talked with Celestia about her prior plans for retirement; exploring the world, visiting the moon, zip lining, taking a peak at alternate realities... She couldn't really do those in her position, needing a thorough draining roughly every two hours. At least not until they invented a portable milker that could handle her. But she'd lived for Millennia and already done most of that stuff anyways at some point or another, and had plenty more time to cross the rest off her list. Anon didn't really have that luxury.

In truth, Celestia was putting in her best effort; when they'd started, she had spent all day, every day, with only a few hours of light sleep before she had to fuck again. These days she was sleeping a reasonable amount, needing only about 5 heavy, teeth-gnashing, sweat-inducing, eye-rolling, hoof-curling explosive orgasm sessions a day to function somewhat normally the rest of the time. Anon would call her Old Faithful but he figured ponies around here wouldn't get the reference to a geyser in his world.

Discord popped into existence "Boring! Day in and day out, you always do the same thing my horny little alicorn. You're right about one thing though Celestia, why don't we spice things up with a little friendly company..." He wrapped around Celestia's hardening shaft like a python coiling around prey, expertly squeezing all her most sensitive spots.

"Ooooh..." Celestia's initial look of concern faded and she cooed as her rational mind sank beneath her leviathan libido, excited beyond sanity at the prospects of fucking another living creature for once. She couldn't imagine protesting, not with how much she wanted this all the time now, so she immediately caved to her obscene addiction.

Discord levitated Celestia in the air, massaging her massive nuts, wrapping his tongue around them to caress them as they bobbed. He magically detached his own dick and levitated it into her ass, savoring the slickness and the tautness of her pressurized prostate, full to the brink even though she had just unloaded moments ago. The extra pressure really tested her limits, her precum increasingly replaced by actual cum. Celestia's lilting moans followed every piston of Discord's dick "Oh fuck me harder you kinky beast... Oooh... I'm gonna cum!"

Discord squeezed down with stifling strength "So soon Celestia? Oh no you don't, not yet my dear... you've really got to savor it" This sort of thing drove Celestia absolutely wild; it wasn't the first time Discord had stepped in for some fun, and he always got quite creative. After these sessions she would typically relapse into cumming all day for a week or two or three, before managing to claw her way back up out of the abyss of uncaring depravity and pull herself together again. But it was so worth it...

Discord ran his teeth gently, carefully over Celestia's straining marebreaker, pulsing with denied orgasm, only a thin viscoelastic trickle dripping from the tip. His claws flicked carefully over the surface of her balls, teasing her like feathers despite their threatening sharpness. His long tongue bathed her sore nuts with soothing aphrodisiacal saliva, driving her sensitivity through the roof. His coils clenched and stroked her shaft in just the right way to leave her begging for more. His dick prodded her prostate just right to make her shiver and sweat and gasp with ardour.

Celestia began thrashing and mewling "Aaagh... Discord, let me cum let me cum let me CUM!!"

"I didn't hear the magic words" Discord huffed, nearing his own orgasm.

"PLEASHHE" Celestia begged and shuddered and twisted, cock flaring despite the pressure.

"Ok, close enough." Discord began to empty himself in Celestia's ass, momentarily shooting the pressure on her prostate into the stratosphere, and then he released his vicegrip on her dick and began rapidly stroking it with his coiled body. "Unnnnngh! Ahhnn! Unnff" Celestia's first spurt painted the far wall of the barn completely white, and her second spurt was even stronger, splattering the ceiling and turning the loft into a waterfall. Anon warily eyed the exit in case the barn fully flooded... again... This continued for a good 15 minutes until Celestia's cum fountain began to subside.

Anon stared grumpily at Discord, his arms crossed, his seriousness undercut by the fact that he was coated head to toe in Celestia's cockmilk, wading almost knee deep in the stuff.

Discord shrugged "What?" he pointed to the milking tank, its walls bowed out and audibly straining, with a few small leaks like an overpressured hydroformed sphere, then he leaned in near Anon as if whispering a secret. "That thing wasn't going to hold another one of these. I saved you some expensive damages and having the milker down for a week. I called up the tanker truck to clear out the tank for the afternoon. You're welcome." And with that, Discord snapped his fingers and disappeared.

Anon trudged out toward the door as much as he could, given he was wading through almost mud-thick, virile cum "Fine... But dammit Discord, at least get me the mop!"

It popped into existence above anon, smacking his head and causing him to trip on the spunk-covered floor.

From the bushes outside, Chrysalis watched discreetly, licking her lips at the delectable scent of lust that had drawn her...