Pinkie loved her job, after all, what was there not to like? She got to party all day and night, bringing joy and happiness to every mare that stepped into the Sugarcube Strip Club, it was such a sexy, fun time. And Pinkie had become such an excellent stripper in her own right, her sexy curvy body combined with her endless energy and sex drive made her the perfect fit.

She was just finishing her last dance of the night, squatting on the stage with her legs spread slowly putting on the clothes that she had discarded, one piece at a time, in a sort of reverse strip dance. An invention of her own design, and she wouldn't let anypony tell her otherwise.

"Thank you for watching everypony, I'll be leaving now. Bu,t don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow. This party is going to continue 24/7 as long as us whores take it in shifts. Now please give a warm welcome to Eclipse!" Pinkie cheered, her hand outstretched to the stage where the sexy goth stripper with the huge fake tits came strolling onto the stage. Smiling, Pinkie Pie cartwheeled back offstage with a smile on her face.

"Excellent work Pinkie, dear. This 24/7 party has certainly been one of your more inspired ideas." Mrs Cake said, handing Pinkie a much needed bottle of water. "Though between this and the private visits, this has pushed me and the girls to the absolute limit." She sighed. "Flurry Heart had offered to take both Pumpkin Cake and the hatchling into her pocket dimension to raise them into lovely young whores to help, but she hasn't turned up yet."

"She's probably waiting for the author to commission sexy artwork for your Hatchling daughter, but it'd be a while since he's been an idiot and just got another image of Sapphire again," Pinkie explained, shaking her head in annoyance. "So I'm guessing we'll have to make do. Can't we just hire some more strippers?"

Mrs Cake gave Pinkie's least favourite type of smile as the two made their way onto the club floor to mingle with the rest of the audience. Since it was so late into the night, they had very few visitors at this time, only a handful of horny lesbians and one mare in a dark cloak.

"I would love to, dear, I can just imagine pulling a few tricks with some horny mares and spiking their drinks with Zecora's potions. Sadly, I'm afraid I just can't afford to hire any new strippers to our club at this point." Mrs Cake explained, with a tired sigh.

“Then perhaps we might help with that.” A soft, ethereal voice drew the two skimpily dressed strippers' attention. It was the mysterious mare from before, the one in the midnight black cape which was then thrown off her body to reveal a beautiful alicorn who simmered with all the beauty of an night sky. An aurora with huge fuckable tits and the most perfect ass Pinkie had ever seen. She wore what could be considered a regal dress, albeit one that had been modified to have almost all her cleavage exposed and her ass free barring a thin strip of cloth.

"PRINCESS LUNA!" Pinkie squealed, leaping into the Princess's arms. She found herself pulled into a modest yet affectionate hug by the Lunar Diarch before being gently pushed away. "It's so good to see you again. Did you take my advice? Did Spikey give you a good fucking? Did you feel your pussy become addicted to his perfect cock? Are you now the Slutprincess of Whores?"

"Yes, my dear Pinkie. All that and more, and now it is time for me to fulfil my newest duties." Luna explained, a small regal smile on her face. She was starting to mirror her sister. It seemed Luna had awakened a new, much more confident side to herself, as if she had gained a second cutie mark. And if Pinkie was honest, this new alluring, confident Luna was making the party pony weak in the knees.

"New duties?" Mrs Cake asked, her head tilted. "Is there something I'm missing here? Do you two know something I don't?"

"Oh did I forget to mention? Oopsie, but it's probably for the best." Pinkie said, pressing a finger into her cheek. "Now you get the chance to tell her in person."

"Yes, for you see, Mrs Cake, the Princess you see before you has ascended to a higher state of being. No longer shall are we merely the Princess of the Night, but now we are the Slutprincess of Whores. Our new mission is to cultivate and aid the rise of sex workers, brothels and all who seek to follow in the noble tradition of whoring out their body for the masses." Luna explained, her voice filled with pride in her noble mission and excitement for her new mission.

"This-this is quite a change, Princess Luna. And here I was thinking you and your sister were so virtuous." Mrs Cake said a small cough escaped her throat.

"An image both me and Tia sought to cultivate, but only so we might take wicked delight in breaking it," Luna explained, the traces of a wicked smile threatening to break out on her face. "I have come here on this glorious night for two reasons. And first is that as part of my duty as the patron of all whores and strippers everywhere, I have heard your prayers and your struggles and have come to help."

“Prayers? Struggles? What do you mean Princess Luna? Things have been perfectly fine over here, if a bit stressful." Mrs Cake asked, her head tilted ever so slightly.

“Ah, but I have heard about the sweat and tears you put into your work, and the strain you experience as you are overworked. It is a burden that I must address. Perhaps I might use my powers to reward your service in a number of ways,” Luna explained, first, she summoned a scroll with her own royal seal. "First a generous subsidy from the Royal Coffers, as part of our efforts to expand the whores in Equestria. With this I'm certain you'll be able to expand the number of employees."

Pinkie smiled and she watched Mrs Cake skim the scroll she had been given. Her eyebrows raising and jaw dropping as she read every word. "This-this is too generous Princess. It's almost as much as the club already makes."

"Truly? Your club must be truly successful. Normally this would be twice that amount." Luna admitted, with a grin at Mrs Cake's shock. "It is the wish of both myself and my sister that studios of pornography, brothels and strip clubs no longer be shut away into alleyways and stuffed behind backdoors but rather proudly expanded to the jewels of our cities, and the backbone of our economy."

"Then... I guess this will be a great help, Princess. You have my most sincerest thanks. Pinkie, we'll have to step up some interviews, or perhaps request Zecora for some potions to corrupt some sexy clients." Mrs Cake suggested, failing to keep her excitement but Pinkie wasn't able to share her joy with her employer when she saw Luna's smile slip off her face.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I have some bad news, Mrs Cake. Pinkie Pie, I'm here to request that you come with me to Canterlot. You inspired me to embrace my new mission as Slutprincess of Whores, so I would be delighted if you come with me to Canterlot to serve as my right hand in my own personal Whorehouse. Though, perhaps Whorepalace would be a better term." Luna explained, taking Pinkie's hands into her own and radiating with gratitude.

"But, without me, how will Mrs Cake handle this club? She needs my help and super duper energy to keep up the 24/7 party." Pinkie explained, hands clasped together in pleading, tears simmering in her eyes.

"I understand Pinkie, but our Master lives in Canterlot. So it's imperative that the club there have the best strippers and be the best Whorepalace in Equestria, and for that, I need your help." Luna explained with a sympathetic frown. Pinkie hated how right she was. "But do not worry, I would not be the Slutprincess of Whores were I to simply steal from my loyal whores without anything in return. For example, a simple blessing."

Luna's hands were outstretched, and her horn simmered with a dark blue light, as did her fingertips and her eyes. Before any pony could question what she was doing, she released her spell, cloaking the club and, more importantly, every stripper in the pale moonlight.

"What did you do you, Princess?" Mrs Cake asked, examining her fingertips before the magic disappeared. As it did so, it washed away the MILF's baggy eyes, her aching muscles became relaxed and any symptoms of exhaustion disappeared. "I-I've never felt so refreshed."

"It's a feeling you should get quite used to, now that I have blessed you to never grow tired nor fatigued. From now on you may continue your show day and night. Forgive me, but I cannot resist saying that the stripping shall last FOREVER!" Smiling to herself, she watched the various strippers perk up as any exhaustion disappeared, replaced by a newfound vigour to put on the best possible show for the few mares visiting this late at night.

"Oh, that's perfect Princess, a super great help. Now that we don't need to waste time sleeping, now we can strip and fuck all the time. Oh, thank you, oh great Slutprincess!" Pinkie beamed, dancing on her feet. Luna smiled softly at her joy.

"It was the least I could do after you helped me find my true purpose as the Slutprincess of Whores. But it's not all I can do to repay my debt, for example." Luna snapped her fingers and two scantily clad Lunar Guardswomen marched into the club. Between them was a struggling unicorn wearing a thick hoodie who was being dragged into the room.

"Let me fucking go! I know the Princesses when they find out what you did to me they'll-" The girl screamed with an annoying high-pitched screech.

"Oh, what do you think we'll do, Ms Yellowpage?" Luna asked, smiling with a grin not unlike her Nightmare Moon counterpart, shocking the unicorn into silence. She turned back to Pinkie and Mrs Cake and said, "Now that I have truly ascended, Tia has been so kind to reestablish the Lunar Guard into a true equal to her Solar Guard. Appropriate, now that I now know their true purpose and have altered them to their true duty."

But Pinkie was confused. "But who is this Ms Yellowpage? What did she do?"

"This little journalist has been sneaking around your club for a while now. She's been preparing to write an article about 'The moral depravity of the Defenders of Equestria and Ponyville.' She intended to propel her career by ruining yours."

"That's mean!" Pinkie scowled as Luna circled the journalist like a shark.

"I quite agree Pinkie, but she makes such a good example for another of my new powers." Luna purred, her smile spreading like a shark. "For the Slutprincess of Whores is forgiving and eager to give a second chance, to redeem herself as one of my whores."

"I'm not-I'll become a whore like this filth!" Ms Yellowpage spat, fighting in vain against the Lunar Guards' grip.

"Thankfully, your consent is not required." Luna said, her grin the echo of her Nightmare Moon counterpart. Enough that Ms Yellowpage's bravado broke almost immediately.

"No please don't. I-I'll do anything... I'd even strip."

"Yes," Luna said, eyes glowing blue. "You will."

She lit up her horn, and Pinkie was hopping on her feet as she watched the nosey journalist being engulfed in a plume of dark blue smoke.

Through the shadows of the smoke, Pinkie could see the unicorn transform, her once mousey and short body began to grow into a more alluring shape. A much taller body fit to carry the tits that were exploding out of her chest. Her mane bellowed out like a silver waterfall.

Her face also reshaped itself, the pimples and acne on her face were replaced with beautiful, star-like freckles. Her eyes were painted with glowing purple eyeshadow and long eyelashes. As the blue smoke dissipated, her hoodie and baggy trousers melted away, and in its place, a latex slingshot swimsuit took its place. Finally her cutie mark, previously a camera and a yellow page, reshaped itself into a kiss mark over a crescent moon.

"Goodbye Ms Yellowpage, welcome...shall we say, Selene," Luna said a pleased smile on her face. The newly christened Selene's eyes fluttered open, and now brimmed with erotic energy.

"Oh, wow this... this is amazing." She said, eyes sparkling with joy as she examined her new hands. "Thank you, my Slutprincess, I can't wait to be your whore."

She was too cute. Pinkie couldn't resist leaping forward and pulled the new whore into a hug, and then a kiss. She tasted cool, like a well-refrigerated glass of water, and it wasn't long before their kiss escalated to a full-blown French kiss.

"You taste like a good slut," Pinkie said, pulling back from her kiss. She then whipped her over to Mrs Cake who had been looking at the two with an appraising look in her eye. "What do you think Mrs Cake? Think she'll be good enough?"

"Oh please say yes, Mrs Cake, I really want to be a sexy slut at your club. I'll work for free if I have to." Selene pleaded, hands clasped together in desperation.

"Well nopony could possibly replace you, Pinkie, but I'd love to welcome you to the club, Selene. You can stay at the club, and take Pinkie's room. We'll have your premiere dance as soon as possible." Mrs Cake said, and Selene was quick to reward her new pimp with a hug and a kiss.

"I'm going to miss this place," Pinkie admitted with a sad smile. "But I can't wait to work with you to make your Whorepalace in Canterlot the best brothel-slash-strip club in the world."

"You have my most sincerest thanks, my energetic slut. I have one more reward for you and, in fact, a reward for all the employees at this wonderful establishment." Luna explained, holding up a series of letters, one with each of the strippers' names on them.

She handed Pinkie the one with her name on it, and the rest were handed to Mrs Cake to distribute later. Surprised, Pinkie ripped open the letter and began to skim through it.

Dear Pinkie Pie,

At the behest of Princess Luna, and in accordance with the Slavery Regulation Act of 127 A.B (After Banishment), this message is here to inform you that you are no longer considered a citizen of Equestria. As of today, you are now considered a slave, and your rights and freedoms will be revoked as of this decision. You are now considered under the ownership of, in order from lowest to highest in authority: Slutprincess Luna of Whores, Mistress Rarity and finally, Master Spike. You will answer directly to Slutprincess Luna, who herself is owned by Mistress Rarity and Master Spike.

As per this agreement, bear in mind:

• It will be considered illegal for you to disobey your owners, and your life will be considered in their hands. You will wear what they wish, follow any order and live your life in accordance with their wishes. Even your cutie mark will be expected to change if it is in line with their request.
• You will be expected to revere your Master/Mistress with the utmost loyalty. It will be expected that you love them more than the air you breathe and any family member. You should find joy in fulfilling their orders and following their wishes.
• Your financial properties are considered under the possession of your Master & Mistress. Any benefits or income will belong to them, you may receive an income at their leisure.
• You may not be indicted for any crime at the behest of your owners' orders, but similarly, your owners may treat you with full immunity from the law.
• There is no way to challenge or end this agreement unless it is the wish of your Master & Mistress.

Welcome to your new life Pinkie Pie,

Yours sincerely,

Slutprincess Luna

The first time Pinkie read the letter it was with disbelief, but every time she read it again, that disbelief gave way to certainty. The certainty that this was real and that now she was, in the eyes of the law, the slave of Rarity and Spike. And it filled her with so much joy.

"Oh thank you!" Pinkie squealed, smiling brightly. "Thank you for making me a sexy sex-slave forever and ever. Oh, how can I repay you?"

"Simply serve as an excellent manager and right hand in my Canterlot club for Strippers and Whores. I'm certain you'll do well." Luna said as Pinkie nodded furiously.

Author's Note

It's neck and neck in the straw poll, a two-pony race has broken out between Octavia and BonBon. Personally I'm rooting for Octavia since she's been around since the first poll and deserves to finally win, but the choice is ultimately yours. The vote will last for two days after this chapter.

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