Spike, Rarity, Twilight, and Flurry Heart all stepped out of a time portal into the Canterlot Palace. They’d arrived just before their original meeting with Celestia. The palace on the surface didn’t seem very different, apart from a few Royal Guards who had become sexy women, and whose armour was practically useless for anything but a stripper’s pole.

“So this is the new normal?” Twilight asked, looking around confused. “Doesn’t seem that different.”

“Your memories have come from the rewritten timeline since our Master didn’t use the Root to give you memories of the original timeline.” Flurry Heart explained. “Master Spike only remembers the original timeline, Mistress Rarity knows both timelines, as do I as Princess of Time, but perhaps, Master you could gain the memories of both timelines?”

“No, I like being surprised, let’s meet our new Princess.”

Princess Celestia

Today was the day, the day destiny had promised Celestia. The one she had been waiting for over a thousand years to come true, and now the final minutes until the meeting where she would pledge herself and her kingdom to her true dragon Master. In some ways, the clock was moving both too fast and far too slowly. Slowly enough that wait was truly agonizing and yet quick enough that the time to make last-minute preparations seemed to fly by. Even with over a thousand years of painstaking effort, it seemed that there was still so much more she could be doing.

Not helping matters had been all the interruptions that had interfered with those preparations. But it wasn’t all bad that day, there had been a brewing tension between the yaks and the dragons that required Celestia’s intervention as a neutral arbiter. Well, they believed she was a neutral arbiter, but Celestia wasn’t about to let that opportunity fall to the wayside. Long story short, the frustrating Chief Rutherford was left in a shaky position as Chief of the Yaks, perhaps soon he could be removed and be replaced with a sexy, thicc yak chiefess.

But that would come another day, for now, Celestia had something far more important to look forward to. She hoped her outfit would be to his liking, she had made sure to study his fetishes thoroughly. She aimed to be regal yet slutty, to play into the fantasy of the royal being broken on her Master’s dick. A white silky dress accentuated with gold was draped across the Princess’s body, one that parted around her tits and her cutie mark, giving him a good valley of cleavage to leer at. She wore sparkling stockings around her legs, with a pair of fuck-me stilettos.

Now all that stood before Celestia and her destiny was the last Solar Court of the day, at last, the final petitioner had arrived. As the subject approached Celestia looked down at her with her head held high, eyes peering down at the worthless slut. A haughty image that Celestia was sure her Master would enjoy breaking on his cock.

The mare approaching her was a pretty young thing. With a lovely body, modest breasts, and a shy demeanor. She seemed a fairly shy young thing, often stumbling over sentences and glancing for any sign of displeasure. For Celestia, the Solar Court had always been a great opportunity for her. Beyond simply being an excellent chance to find sexy sluts to break into slaves for her Master, there was also the opportunity to identify opportunities to manipulate nobles or to inquire as to the success of her efforts with the common ponies.

This was one such example, Ivory Stone seemed like a shy creature, one who liked to keep a low profile and avoid public attention. So ,when this innocent creature came before Celestia wearing a skin-tight leotard with a lovely cleavage window, it pleased Celestia greatly. If this was what the modest wore, then Canterlot must be wearing quite scandalous clothing indeed.

“You’ve been awfully quiet Princess. Do… do you not like my statues?” Ivory Stone whimpered, she looked nervous, almost cute in the way she shook with nerves.

Celestia examined the images of the sculptures Ivory had brought. Celestia had developed an eye for sculptures as she had developed Canterlot and her palace for her Master’s arrival. Many of the pillars that lined Celestia's palace were, in fact, hollow, with secret statues of erotic ponies and their Master just waiting to be unveiled like a Hearth's Warming present. It had been a difficult process, not least keeping it all a secret, but it gave Celestia a talent for the practice.

And the sculptures Ivory Stone showed her had potential, perhaps they were not yet worthy of her Master, but with years of training under Celestia’s hands, that could change. After all the Princess believed that good sluts were skilled sluts, so she had learned to be an excellent trainer. A thousand years was a long time to pick up skills.

“You’ve shown yourself to be quite talented, especially for one self-taught like yourself. Your skills would be wasted in art school and in making sculptures of animals.” Celestia said with a small grin that promised so much delight in her future.

"I'm not sure what you mean, Princess.” Ivory squeaked, nervously.

“I mean I will take the time to train you myself. You’ll be crafting sculptures in my image and in the image of any pony I request. I’m certain that under my control you’ll become a rival equal to Donatroto.” Celestia said, with a finality in her voice that was unquestionable. “Once done, you will serve me at my beck and call as my personal sculptor. Speak to my secretary Raven for details.”

Raven was ignorant of the true nature of Equestria. Celestia had recruited her for her skills, not her passion. That, and she knew that her Master Spike had always found the secretary attractive as a young dragon, which meant that he might want the chance to break her in himself. But Raven knew not to ask questions when Celestia left a pony in her care to be corrupted later.

Ivory Stone seemed taken aback by Celestia's order but knew not to question the Solar Diarch. "Oh yes Princess, it's an honour. I'll get to that right away.”

She shuffled off, leaving the Princess alone in her throne room, apart from her guards. Each of them had been hand chosen for their attractiveness, sluttiness, and loyalty to Celestia and her true cause. They'd be the first to see the Princess of Servitude debase herself before her Dragon Master's mighty cock and their Diamond Queen Rarity.

"Princess Celestia. Master Spike and Mistress Rarity have arrived.” Her guards told her. Celestia’s heart flipped in her chest, and her body began to vibrate with anticipation. It was time! It was finally time!

Barely composing herself, her voice almost cracked in joy as she spoke. “Yes, send them in.”

The doors opened and the three walked in. Twilight was the first that Celestia noticed, but she was the one that Celestia concerned herself with the least. Not that the Princess wasn't proud of how she, Velvet, and Cadence had successfully turned Twilight into the perfect amoral slut who idolized whores like herself and Cadence as idols.

Then there were the two most important ponies in Equestria, in the whole world. First was the perfect mare, the diamond in her Master's horde, Rarity. Celestia had met plenty of beautiful mares since founding Equestria, herself and Luna included, but none could match Rarity's beauty. Every cell in her body seemed to shine like gemstones and even a goddess like Celestia was little more than dirt. She was staring at Celestia with pleased delight as if Celestia was one of her personally crafted dresses.

Then there was Spike, her Master, her Dragon Lord. Now that it was time for Celestia to submit to him, she saw him in almost an entirely new light. She was now free to fully appreciate his perfect, fuckable body, from his bulging muscles that could easily wrestle Celestia to the ground and fuck her senseless, or his huge body that towered over her, or the immense third leg he called dick just waiting to break the Solar Alicorn.

“Spike, I have been waiting for you for a long time to see you again. I am so sorry to have delayed our meeting, I hope you can forgive me as today is quite an important day, the most important day in my life in fact." Celestia explained, spreading her legs just subtly enough to draw attention.

"Oh? And why is that exactly?" Spike asked, a grin forming on his face. Almost like he knew. He knew what she was about to do. His time in Ponyville had made him into a true Master, fit to rule the world.

"Spike," Celestia said, thrusting her tits forward, making sure that Spike got a great view of just how large her tits were as they jiggled and swayed with every sway of Celestia’s body. “Do you know why I sent you to Ponyville, Spike? Do you know why you happened to run into Cadence in Ponyville after getting the Root of Honesty? Do you know why I have allowed you to dominate the women of Ponyville and make them your slaves?”

“Wait, you know about that?” Spike asked, stepping back in surprise. Twilight and Rarity seemed just as taken aback.

Celestia smiled and lifted her dress over her divine pussy, with smug confidence. Her fingers parted her pussy lips to show her Master just how wet she was, and how needy she was for his cock.

“I have Lust agents everywhere Spike, keeping an eye for lovely fuckable women to bring to my chambers. They’ve told me such lovely stories about you,” Celestia purred, her voice dripping with confidence. She slipped a finger into her pussy and started to slide in it and out. “I’ve been waiting to see you become the true dragon Master you were always destined to be. And I’ve heard about how you turned Sugarcube Corner into your own whorehouse, how you used that lovely Root to turn the Defenders of Equestria into your whores, how you brought both Umbra and Chrysalis to their knees around your dick, and how you finally had your way with the most beautiful mare in all of Equestria. And I have enjoyed pleasuring myself to each and every one of those stories that I’ve heard.”

"Why Celestia, it almost sounds like our beloved Princess is a secret little pervert,” Rarity teased, a hand on her hip and a coy smile stretching across her face. “Surely that can’t be true of our pure-hearted Princess?”

“You’re about to find out that this pure-hearted Princess has a lot of dirty secrets in her closet, and that she's looking to share a few of them." Celestia stuck a second finger into her pussy and started to rub her nipples over her dress. “How about I show you one now?”

She pulled the top of her dress apart, allowing her oceans of titflesh to be visible before her Dragon Lord. “I’ve been growing these for over a thousand years Spike, all for you.”

“Me?” Spike asked, smiling like a wolf. It was almost like he knew.

“Yes, all for you and that’s not all I’ve been preparing for you Spike, or should I say Master?” Celestia purred, her voice remaining cool but growing more and more aroused. “Oh yes, I’ve dreamed of so long to make you my Master, Spike, of feeling your cock inside me and making me your slave, of showing you every lovely gift I've prepared for you and making you the true Master of all of Equestria."

Celestia stripped off what remained of her garment and stood before her court. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the guards around her grow wide eyed as her divine figure was laid bare for all to see. She curled a finger at her Master and gave him a daring grin. "Claim me, Master Spike. Fuck me and fulfill your destiny and I will reveal to you every dirty way I have perfected Equestria to be your perverted paradise."

Author's Note

This chapter was difficult to write, but I hope it turned out alright, and I'm sorry it took so long to come out. The last few days have been stressful which hasn't helped either. Next chapter should be a vote chapter by the way.

On another note I have good news and bad news. The bad news is that there wasn't much support for the comic idea last chapter, so it seems unlikely to happen. The good news is that I was able to get a YCH commission from Nauth that will be a Rose/Chrysalis artwork.

Crowdfunding for Future Artwork here: https://ko-fi.com/darkstar239

Any suggestions, feedback, and constructive criticism are welcome.