Imperious Assertions

Balancing a boxed pizza in one palm, nonchalantly strolling through the parking lot of a quaint little hotel, Celestia pulled the brim of her ball cap down. The sleepy little town of Sapphire Shoals was remote and inhabited almost entirely by retirees, so the chances of her being recognized were pretty slim - nevertheless, she’d disguised herself as best she could for the occasion. A pair of snug jean shorts clung to her hips, a t-shirt concealed her wings, and her mane had been tied into a ponytail - sure, her imposing size and impressive build made her stand out, but she’d nearly reached her destination without anyone spotting her.

Glancing down at the pizza box, reading a sticky note plastered on the cardboard, she lifted her head and gazed at the elongated building before her. As she looked from door to door, finally spotting the number twenty-five by one of the suites, a grin split her muzzle. She’d been waiting for over a month for this day to arrive, so she was not about to screw something up.

Strolling up to the very particular room, she stopped, brushed herself off, and knocked at the door. Though her little disguise was relatively simple, appearing like an oversized pizza delivery mare, that was only one element to the scheme she’d enacted. It was rare for her to abuse the power of her position as a diarch of Equestria, but that was exactly what she’d done.

“Can I help you?” an all too familiar voice called out, causing the Princess’ smile to broaden.

Doing what she could to hide her face from the peephole, Celestia lowered her head to hide her face from the peephole. “Pizza delivery, Ma’am.”

A silent pause followed, she held her breath, then she heard the sound of approaching hooves from inside. It wasn’t every day that she left Canterlot and abandoned her duties - then again, this wasn’t some spontaneous trip. Shining and Cadance had only left for their honeymoon three days prior, flitting off for a week of rest and relaxation at the beach, and she couldn’t help but go and visit her newlywed mistress.

With the click of a lock, the door opened and revealed Cadance standing just within the chamber. “I don’t remember…”

The young alicorn stepped back and held a hand to her mouth, almost assuredly recognizing the hulking alicorn instantly. Celestia knew her disguise was almost laughably bad, but it served a dual purpose; for starters, even though she’d teleported directly to the motel, it allowed her to walk to the room without incident - secondly and more prudently, she couldn’t pass up the opportunity to traipse about as a sexy delivery mare. Stepping into the doorway, the diarch leaned against the frame and presented the pizza.

“I have an order for a hot pizza with extra sausage,” Celestia purred, lowering her hand to fondle the massive bulge at her groin.

Cadance shot forward, grabbed the Princess by the arms, and pulled her into the room. “Celestia, this is not funny!”

“Come on, it’s a little bit funny,” Celestia chuckled, setting the pizza down on a dresser beside the exit. Using her magic to close the door behind herself, she removed her cap.

The young alicorn folded her arms over her bust, as she petulantly turned her nose up and looked away. “It is not. For goodness’ sake, I’m on my honeymoon!”

“That’s right,” the massive Princess chirped, feigning surprise and smacking her fist into her open palm, “I almost forgot. So how’s your little getaway been?”

A blush crept into Cadance’s cheeks, as the newlywed ground her thighs together. “It’s…it’s been wonderful.”

Smugly smiling, already sensing she had the girl on the ropes, Celestia pressed her attack. “And your nights with Shining? You haven’t disturbed the neighbors, have you?”

The question was rhetorical, yet she’d asked it all the same. There was no way Shining was as endowed as she was, and his relatively slender build and average stature would make it all but but impossible for him to fuck as hard as she did, but that wasn’t a mystery. Standing head and shoulders above even the tallest pony, with a stallionhood that would put most dragons to shame, she combined the best elements of masculinity and femininity - in short, she was a god-tier stud.

Holding a finger to her chin, she thoughtfully studied her host. The svelte alicorn was clearly enjoying her little getaway, dressed down in a tank top and boy skirt, yet that didn’t mean she was having as much fun as she could be having. Since she’d effectively ruined the girl for anypony other than herself, she felt certain that Shining had left the Cadance pining for some real lovin’.

“Well,” she softly urged, drawing one hand over her breasts, down her midsection, and to her groin, “has your precious hubby been fulfilling all your marish needs?”

The little mare’s eyes settled on her crotch, doing their best to stare straight through the strained denim. She’d actually toyed with the idea of showing up in the buff, yet that was both an impractical and risky option; though her walk through the parking lot had been short and relatively brief, the last thing she needed was for somepony to report spotting a towering, massively well-hung mare in Sapphire Shoals. Her attire, while simple, still showed her body off in a wondrously humble way, as her host had doubtlessly noticed.

Shaking her head and brazenly patting her barely restrained equipment, she tsked. “That bad ~ huh? Well I suppose I could give you a bit of relief.”

“You should leave,” Cadance insisted, snapping from her stupor and tearing her eyes off the dickmare’s package. “Shining will be back at any minute, and I’d rather not explain why you’re here with pizza.”

“Even if he was going to show up, I’m sure he wouldn’t be too upset with seeing me,” Celestia chuckled. “By the way, where is the little man?”

Rubbing the back of her neck, the girl swallowed hard. “W…well, he got a message from the Captain and said he’d be back soon. I don’t know what’s going on, but he wouldn’t leave unless it was super important.”

Celestia fought back a grin, knowing good and well why the stallion was absent. All it had taken was the smallest of favors for the Captain of the royal guard to summon their once faithful soldier - of course, neither Cadance or Shining knew that. If her little scheme had played out according to plan, and she had no reason to assume it hadn’t, she’d have several hours alone with the buxom, fertile mare. Staring dead at the girl, grinning ever so slightly, she shifted her hand and unzipped her shorts.

“Here’s the way I see it ~” she hummed, casually hauling her semi-rigid length free and into the warm air, “since Shining may be back soon, how about I scratch that itch of yours…”

Cadance lowered her gaze, peering longingly at the incredibly girthy stallionhood for a moment, before she screwed her eyes shut. “No, I can’t. Now that I’m married, I can’t just - Gah?!”

Her pitiful excuse not to cheat died instantaneously, as Celestia crossed the gap between them, thrust her hand under the girl’s skirt, and cupped the girl’s plump, staggeringly moist loins. Even though a pair of panties, Cadance was positively drenched. The dickmare chuckled, her cock twitched with excitement, and she brought her muzzle to the little Princess’ ear.

“At least some parts of you are honest,” she purred, stroking her host’s pussy through the undergarment. “Tell me, does your needy little cunt still remember the shape of my bitch breaker?”

Cadance’s barely restrained lust was as adorable as it was arousin, though she couldn’t let herself get fully erect - at least not yet. She’d realized it wouldn’t take much to get the girl worked up, not after the amorous times they’d spent together, but this time she wanted to try something a little different. As she stepped away from the stricken mare, she grabbed the base of her cock and waggled the obscene appendage.

“Tell you what ~ perhaps if you inspire me, I’ll give you a quickie,” she mused.

Hearing the invitation, Cadance gnawed her bottom lip. “I…I don’t know…”

“Oh come on,” Celestia snickered, “it’s not like you haven’t been thinking about me. Why I’d bet that you’ve touched yourself while thinking about how incredible this was…” she trailed off, slowly stroking her shaft.

She couldn’t say if it was her comment, the sight of her stallionhood, the notion of being adulterous being plowed on her honeymoon, or some combination of the three that sundered the girl’s resolve - whatever the case, Cadance reluctantly sank into a deep squat and shuffled closer to her guest. At any other time, she would have accepted the sign of defeat and rutted the mare senseless, but this was a special occasion.

“Ah ah,” she clucked, wagging a finger and bringing the alicorn’s attention to her face. “Before I let you choke on it, you have to tell me how many times you’ve gotten off while thinking about me.”

“I…I…” Cadance gulped, bringing her focus back to the obscene tool mere inches from her snout, “I can’t count how many times. It’s all I can think about when I get myself off.”

The admission warmed Celestia’s heart and stoked the fire of her passion, affirming what she’d suspected for months. She’d done more than simply shared a few moments of intimacy with the girl - she’d broken her. Placing her hands on her hips, she broadened her stance, nodded, and flexed her the muscles of her groin.

“You may…”

And just like that, Cadance practically flung herself upon her. She’d realized the newlywed had been worked up, but even she’d underestimated just how desperate the girl was. Like an addict yearning for a fix, the lithe Princess kissed and suckled the broad tip of her dick. The sight of such depravity was wildly inspirational, and the sensation of the mare’s pouting lips and tender tongue against her endowment were as incredible as ever.

After the introductory kiss, possibly knowing her clothing would almost assuredly get dirty, Cadance reared back and frantically pulled her shirt up and over her head. As always, her slut’s breasts looked absolutely fantastic, yet the sight of them gave her a thought. If her clandestine lover was already a bombshell, how fetching would she look when she was inevitably carrying her foal?

Standing steady and enjoying the show, she watched the mare inch closer, lean back, and sandwich her meaty shaft between her breasts. She couldn’t care less if the position of the tit-job wasn’t terribly comfortable for her mate, because the girl’s comfort wasn’t a priority. If Cadance wanted to get fucked senseless, she’d need to make one hell of an impression.

“There you go,” she sighed, “just like that…”

As Cadance squeezed her length in her cleavage, she wrapped her lips around the bloated tip of stallionhood. It was almost funny to think how far she’d come, falling from a faithful marefriend to a needy, cheating sow, yet the thought made her smile all the broader. While the young Princess may have entered a supposedly happy marriage, there was no way she’d ever be physically satisfied by anyone other than her senior Princess.

Celestia’s composure weakened, as the girl pressed forward and throated the first few inches of her shaft. “I’d started to worry that tending to Shining’s meager colthood would have dulled your skills, but I can see that you’re just as eager as I am.”

Ensuring the mare couldn’t reply, she moved one hand from her hips, grabbed the girl’s horn, and thrust into the mare’s face. There was nothing wrong with being fawned over and worshiped, but she’d always been one to take a more active role with things. As she keenly observed Cadance’s face, seeing her lover’s watering eyes gaze up at her, a wicked smirk split her muzzle.

“Let’s see if you’ve stayed in practice…”

Though only about half of her cock was buried in the mare’s snout and gullet, she had more than enough length to choke her lover. With the lower portion of her shaft pressed between Cadance’s tits, she fell into a relaxed, albeit steady rhythm of thrusting. There was no real need for her to go all out, not straight away, and she wanted to enjoy every second of the harlot’s infidelity.

To Cadance’s credit, she conducted herself surprisingly well. Dutifully holding one bosom in each hand, ensuring her rack caressed Celestia’s stallionhood, she ignored her loins and focused on getting the elder alicorn off. The Princess of Love was living up to her title, shaping up to be quite the impressive little whore, yet there would always be some room for improvement.

Igniting her horn, without breaking her pace, Celestia magically twisted and tugged the girl’s nipples. She could only imagine how badly Cadance’s marehood ached, seeing as how the mare hadn’t received a proper fucking since her wedding day, but she wanted to hammer upon that weakness. Until her mate was her personal, mentally broken plaything, she’d have work to do.

As quickly as the moment began, she tightened her grip, rolled her hips back, and pulled the girl off her saliva and lipstick-streaked shaft. “Do you truly enjoy your time with Shining?”

Cadance weakly coughed and pawed at her neck, before looking up at the she-stud. “Y…yes, of course, why?”

“Should you find his ministrations lacking, and I’m sure you do, perhaps you should visit me more often. My door is always open for you,” Celestia firmly stated, slapping her dick against the mare’s cheek.

“B…but,” Cadance sputtered, panting and reaching for her groin, “what do I do if he gets suspicious?”

“Suspicious?” the dickmare cackled, unable to control her mirth. “Cadance, darling, if he hasn’t tasted my cum on your breath or wondered why your depths aren’t nearly as taut as they once were, he’s either an imbecile or in denial - either way, I doubt it will be an issue.”

She honestly didn’t care if Shining found out about their ongoing tryst, though the risk of being caught did give her mixed opinions. On one hand, she secretly wanted the stallion to find out she’d been despoiling his wife - on the other, keeping things a secret did add a wondrously clandestine element to their relationship. Waiting for a reply, she released the mare’s horn and folded her arms over her chest.

“I understand,” the young Princess breathed, her blush deepening.

Kneeling before her host, Celestia affectionately stroked the girl’s cheek. A harsh hand and a hard cock could get her far, yet there were times when a subtle touch and some encouragement were necessary. While she had initially fooled around with Cadance for fun, merely having a roll in the hay, her stance on the matter had gradually changed. Having the occasional fling was fun, but she wanted more than that - she wanted a true lover.

She’d had plenty of time to think about what the girl meant to her, and she’d ultimately come to a rather stunning conclusion. Attractive, witty, and full of potential, the young mare was possibly the only pony in all of Equestria who was suitable to claim as her own. While Twilight was nearly on equal footing with the Princess of Love, she viewed the youngest alicorn as something of an adopted daughter; Cadance though - well, Cadance was another matter entirely.

“Cadance, I’m doing this for you,” she whispered, kissing the mare’s nose. “You’re an alicorn, you deserve only the best.”

The barest hint of a smile graced Cadance’s lips, as she looked into the amazoness’ eyes. “I…I don’t know.”

“But you do know,” Celestia insisted, beaming at the nubile Princess. “I’m well aware of how hard it is to find a capable lover - trust me, until that first fateful time with you, it’d been ages since I genuinely enjoyed myself in bed with anypony. Now stop being such a silly little thing and get on the bed; I’m sure you’re as ready to move forward as I am.”

The hint of sweetness and kind words worked spectacularly, far better than she could have ever hoped for. While her benevolence was mostly an act, there’d been a grain of truth to what she’d said. They were both practically demigods compared to anypony else, so it wasn’t their fault that mere peasants weren’t worthy of pleasing them. Remaining kneeling, overjoyed with how well her little visit was going, she watched Cadance get to her feet.

“How about you tell me what you’d like me to do,” she purred, looking up the mare’s skirt. “It seems only fair that you get to decide - after all, I’d hate to be pushy with you.”

Glancing over her shoulder and to the mattress, Cadance clutched her hands between her bare bosoms. “Can we - um…”

“Go on,” Celestia laughed, pushing herself up and rising to her full height. “There’s no shame in saying what you want.”

Taking a deep breath, holding it for a moment, and steadily exhaling, Cadance composed herself. “I’d like you to f…fuck me.”

“And how would you like me to make love to you, Dearest?” the she-stud inquired, looming over her host.

The girl crawled onto the bed, spread her legs, arched her back, and peered back at the amazoness. “Maybe doggy?”

Celestia tilted her head back and thoughtfully rubbed her chin. She’d honestly been on the fence of how to plow her regal concubine, yet she only then noticed something that made the decision for her. The honeymoon suite in which she stood was equipped with a rather unique feature - a large mirror affixed to the ceiling directly above the bed. Snickering at her good fortune, she lowered her gaze and waved a hand.

“How about you roll over for me,” she cooed, “I want to see that beautiful face of yours.”

Her remark was only a half-truth. While she certainly wouldn’t mind watching the mare get plowed into a blissful stupor, the mirror would allow Cadance to see herself getting utterly and totally dominated. Every other time they’d gotten intimate, without exception, they’d they’d only been able to look at one another - now it was different, now her lover would get to observe just how much of a true sex machine she really was.

Doing as asked, Cadance rolled onto her back and pawed at her chest. The girl practically oozed enthusiasm, despite the wildly scandalous circumstances. There she was, on her very honeymoon, about to cheat on her husband. As she lifted and splayed her legs, displaying the thong clinging to her marehood, her guest drew closer.

“Such an obedient little thing,” Celestia whispered, bending at the waist to draw the undergarment from her elegant host. “Had I known how incredible you were, I would have proposed to you long ago.”

Her kind words stood in stark contrast to the monstrous stallionhood at her groin. Flinging the pair of panties to the side, she seized Cadance’s ankles, stepped forward, and kissed the head of her cock to the girl’s slavering entrance. She could have waxed poetic about the little Princess’ beauty and charm for hours, yet the time for talking was at an end. With a slow, smooth, unstoppable drive of her hips, she drove her shaft into her lover.

“Oh fuck,” Cadance groaned, her toes curling. Rolling her head back, her eyes settled on the reflection above her.

With her medial ring grinding against her lover’s entrance, Celestia halted her plunge. “If you think that’s impressive, wait until I really start rutting you.”

She couldn’t say what was going on in the mare’s head, but she’d like to think that the moment was an apocryphal one. It wasn’t her hubris that declared she was superior to Shining, it was a simple fact. She was bigger, more powerful in every way, and nigh immortal, not to mention her carnal prowess was beyond reproach. It wasn’t a matter of if Cadance realized what she was missing but when.

With nothing more to say, she withdrew a portion of her length, steadied herself, and set to thrusting. The snug embrace of her mate’s depths, the symphony of moans and heavy breaths, and the sight of the mare’s comparably small body rocking with every plunge would have been captivating to a fault, had she realized Cadance was keenly watching herself getting plowed. Calling upon her magic a second time, a faint golden aura surrounded her lover’s nipples and bulging, engorged clit.

Cadance’s surprised gasp lasted but the blink of an eye, before she mewled uncontrollably. While Celestia may not have made mention of it, getting somepony off, while in the throes of passion, was as pleasurable as the act itself. Lifting the girl’s legs ever so slightly, altering the angle of her thrusts, she jammed her medial ring into her lover’s snug confines.

“That little g-spot of yours should be right around here,” she murmured.

Right on cue, the mare’s blissful wails raised an octave. It was almost sad to think that she’d brought the Princess to the brink of a climax with such little effort, feeling the girl’s legs’ tremble in her grasp, yet that was just more evidence that she’d been right all along; the only paramour worthy of Cadance’s love was an alicorn like herself. With her senses assaulted on every front, practically tasting the lust in the air, she increased her pace.

It only took a handful of minutes before the newlywed tensed, nearly thrashing as she reached her first climax. Hot nectar erupted around the marecock stretching her depths, splashing over the dickmare’s waist and sullying the blankets beneath her, as she clutched at the bed sheets. If the ponies in the neighboring rooms hadn’t been aware that a couple had rented the suite, they surely heard howls at this point.

The tip of Celestia’s cock was like a great battering ram, pounding mercilessly against the mare’s inner gate, as she inched closer and closer to her limit. She was unsure if Cadance had taken a pregnancy test of late, or if she’d had one since they’d first become an item, but she wouldn’t be shocked if the girl was already knocked up. Considering the number of times they’d fooled around, her virility, and the sheer quantity of essence she produced, she may have sown the seed of life within her mate already.

With unrelenting sorcery teasing her lover’s tits and clit, she switched tactics. Instead of the hastening, relatively short strokes she was so fond of, her thrusts transitioned into deep, powerful plunges. The change, while feeling no less amazing, had a profound effect on her host. With her cervix besieged, completely ignoring the magical aura on her groin, the girl reached down and started furiously rubbing herself.

“You like that?” Celestia mused.

Nodding vigorously, Cadance peered up at her colossal lover. “Uh…Uh-huh!”

“What if I did this?” the diarch continued, driving her length into the mare’s womb.

With that one ruthless move, the young Princess spontaneously came a second time. Convulsing beneath her, trembling from head to toe, she thrashed on the mattress while being fucked. It was an incredible spectacle, and the sensation of the mare’s spasming depths felt fantastic, yet the titanic dickmare wasn’t done with her yet - not by a long shot.

Given the amount of pre-cum she was leaking, and that her lover’s euphoria gave her an opening, she withdrew her stallionhood, hauled the girl upward, and slammed her length into her mate’s backside. As far as she was concerned, every part of Cadance was hers - including her supple, quite possibly pristine ass. While she’d been unsure what to expect, having crammed nearly a foot of dick into her mate’s pucker, the result was an order of magnitude better than her wildest dreams.

“Yes!” Cadance brayed, shifting her hand and plunging a trio of fingers into her gaped cunt.

A snort of approval was all Celestia could manage, as she commenced rearranging the girl’s insides. If she’d known the demure and well-spoken Princess was into anal, she would have screwed the young alicorn’s toned behind ages ago - sadly, hindsight was twenty-twenty. Running one hand down the mare’s leg, grabbing her lover’s hip, she swiftly mirrored the movement and continued undeterred.

“You - Nnnph - could have mentioned you were a butt-slut before,” she growled, steadily picking up speed.

Somehow regaining some modicum of composure, Cadance peered past her swaying breasts at the towering dickmare. “I…I was embarrassed.”

The coyness of the remark was adorable. Even after everything they’d done, having secretly fucked right in front of Shining, she still held a sliver of modesty. Sorcerously pulling on the mare’s sensitive teats, using just a touch more force than she had been minutes prior, Celestia dialed up the intensity, looked to the girl’s stomach, and faltered. As clear as the sun in a cloudless sky, the imprint of her cock was visible within the mare’s abdomen.

She’d heard that a large enough intrusion could make one’s belly bulge, yet this was the first time she’d ever seen it in person. The tip of her length, while fully hilted, nearly came to the bottom of Cadance’s rib cage, before slipping lower and all but disappearing. There’d been no way for her to foresee such a wildly extreme development, and the spectacle drove her into a frenzy.

“Mine,” she huffed, her self-restraint withering away. “I will make you mine.”

Married or not, she was going to conquer and claim Cadance for herself. Shining was a capable stallion, caring and worthy of a loving mare to call his own, yet the fact that he’d somehow managed to woo Cadance was galling. She deserved a Princess as a bride, she had looked for a lover for centuries, and she had realized too late that the perfect mate had been right under her nose for years, filling her with a righteous determination to steal the beauteous alicorn away from the good captain.

Little by little, thrust by thrust, she slipped closer to her mental and physical limit. There may not have been a living mare in all of Equestria who could endure the full fury of her love, yet she’d finally found one. As if the cosmos meant for them to have one another, she lifted her head and found Cadance staring straight at her face.

Like twin fuchsia pools, the mare’s eyes were enchanting. Her furious pace slowed, her grip relaxed, and her sorcery waned, as she leaned forward and brought herself closer. It really wasn’t her fault that she’d fallen for Cadance, any right-minded stallion or mare would have easily, but it was too late for her. Though she was as loath to admit it, her feelings for the alicorn were more than physical.

“Celestia…” Cadance sighed, reaching out and guiding the diarch’s face close.

Drawn in, ceaselessly bucking into the girl’s ass, Celestia felt herself teetering on the brink. “Cadance…”

With the young alicorn’s breath washing over her face, she closed her eyes, crossed the gap, and locked lips with her mate. It wasn’t the first time they’d kissed, and it likely wouldn’t be the last, but there was something magical about the passionate exchange. As she hotly made out with Cadance, getting but a taste of the cathartic dream of a true relationship, she was cast past the brink and into a tumultuous sea of ecstasy.

In that moment, the dam burst. A roiling sea of rich, potent seed flowed into the mare’s bowels, evoking yet another climax from Cadance, as she reached her peak. Regardless of whether she was depositing her essence in her lover’s womb or not, the thought of impregnating the alicorn elevated her bliss to unimaginable heights. Holding the mare to herself, ensuring every last drop of her cum was pumped into her paramour, she rode out her rapture.

Though she couldn’t see it, she felt Cadance’s belly gradually swell and balloon outward. She hadn’t touched herself since the girl’s wedding, holding off expressly for this moment, so the reservoir of her cum was as vast as it had ever been. Though it was a shame that her cum wouldn’t seep into the mare’s womb, she wasn’t bothered in the slightest, since there’d be plenty of chances in the future to knock up her lover.

The young Princess whimpered into her muzzle, clutching her back and shivering in delight, and grew louder with each passing second - that was until an odd gurgle escaped the mare. While she wasn’t exactly sure how long they’d stayed locked together, the influx of her seed became too much for her mate to contain - literally. Rearing back and pulling away, she broke their kiss moments before a deluge of seed flowed from Cadance’s mouth.

In all her years, she’d neither seen nor heard of anypony producing enough cum to fill somepony so completely, yet she’d done just that. Without a second thought, she stepped back, unsheathed her semi-rigid length, and rolled her lover to the side. She hadn’t intended to cause such an obscene and messy conclusion, nor had she guessed such a thing was possible, so she did what she could to make the mare as comfortable as possible.

“S…sorry about that,” she sheepishly admitted, patting the girl’s back.

Coughing and clearing her airway, heaving thick spunk onto the blankets, Cadance wiped her snout. She looked like an absolute mess, positively slathered in cum and her own juices, her makeup smeared, and her eyes watering, but she was still as attractive as ever - at least in Celestia’s eyes. Moving with a grace that belied her imposing size, the diarch stooped down and gently pulled the little alicorn up.

“Come on,” Celestia whispered, cradling the mare to her chest, “let’s get you cleaned up.”

“W…what about the room?” Cadance rasped, looking over at the mess they’d made.

The elder Princess weakly smiled, carrying her mate into the bathroom. “There was a water leak that needed repair. Once we have you cleaned up, I’ll go and talk to the front desk and get you another suite - you gather your effects and make ready to depart.”

Reaching up and resting a hand on the dickmare’s shoulder, the girl nodded. “Thanks…”

“Oh don’t thank me just yet,” Celestia chuckled. “Thank me after you find out you’re carrying my foal…”

The two shared a weak laugh, as they made ready to wash themselves. The afternoon had taken a number of twists and turns, yet it had ended on a high note for the two of them. Though neither could say exactly how their budding relationship would end, or if it would end at all, they took an odd comfort in the unique connection they’d developed…