Twilight rubbed herself against her partner's moist pussy lips, her cock aching to push inside and spread her lover wide open. Her shaft throbbed in her grip, leaking copious amount of precum over her lover's stomach. With a short retreat, Twilight eased the tip of her dick against her partner's soaked entrance, gently prodding her inner lips until she slowly pushed the tip into its destination. Her partner's cries of ecstasy were drowned out by Twilight's own moans, feeling the pressure of her lover's embrace gripping the tip of her cock, begging for more. With the confidence that her partner could handle her girth, she shoved the rest of her monster cock inside the waiting pussy, feeling the walls spread open as she nearly hilted her cock inside her. Twilight proceeded to fuck her vigorously, sliding out before cramming every inch of herself back into the eager pussy that sat beneath her, every push bringing her one step closer to pressing into her partner's cervix. Twilight could feel her climax approaching, and the thought of coating her partner's womb with her virile seed sent her over the edge. With one last thrust, she forced her cock as far into her partner as she could, ready to pump her womb full of her spunk. As her partner orgasmed below her, she felt her own rising climax, ready for release...

Twilight awoke with a scream of pleasure as she came, her semen coating the underside of her blankets and the inside of her own legs. A large dark stain appeared on the outside of her sheets, with the small bit contacting the head of her dick letting some sperm leak through. As her climax began to die down, she relaxed back onto the bed, her head swimming and her body basking in the massive amount of fluids that had just left it. Her orgasm subsided with a small hint of disappointment, however, as she quickly remembered how hard it was to clean this kind of mess up. If only I had someone to help me, she thought to herself.

This had become something of a morning routine for Twilight, and while she greatly enjoyed her wild sexual fantasies, the end result often left her wanting for the real thing. Her appetite for sex had been almost nonexistent when she was younger, and even when she started making friends, she didn't see the two desires as anything that would intertwine. Her friends were her friends and that was all. Twilight sighed as she lifted her blanket from her bed and rose to carry her wash downstairs and take a shower.

Everything had changed when she became an alicorn. Her libido was given a kickstart, and her outlook on each of her friends changed dramatically. She began to take notice of every curve, every bounce, every sway of their hips. Pinkie's plump but firm ass, Fluttershy's generous breasts, Rainbow's toned and sleek body, Applejack's muscular frame, and Rarity's perfect hourglass figure; Twilight's cock almost rose back to life just thinking about them.

They weren't the only ones either. No matter where Twilight went, there was a sexy mare walking by, teasing her with their mere presence. Somepony with a short skirt here, a low cut top there, and everywhere in between were the ponies who loved Rarity's form fitting clothing. If Twilight wasn't a recluse before, she might as well be now considering how difficult it is for her to be outside.

Then there was the matter of her extra equipment, something she's had all her life. Before her ascension, she sat at a modest 6 inches, nothing outstanding but enough to satisfy any potential partners. Now, though, her cock stood at an impressive 12 inches, and so thick that Twilight was sure even Applejack wouldn't be able to wrap a single hand around it. The balls weren't as oversized; Twilight could easily cup one in her hand, but they were constantly churning, ready to pump enough semen into a lover to make them look instantly pregnant. Twilight shook that thought from her head; best not to try and get herself going again, lest she make her bed impossible to clean discreetly.

The alicorn's particular fantasies certainly didn't help matters. Her dreams often ended before her climax actually occurred, but her intention was always the same: to breed the sometimes faceless mare that sat beneath her. Sure, let me just try and live out the most irresponsible fantasy known to Equestria. And they were always beneath her; she never seemed to dream of being the bottom.

Twilight had sent a brief letter to Princess Celestia upon discovering how her new body behaved, and thankfully Celestia seemed to understand what she was referring to despite how much her student tried to dance around it. She had assured Twilight that this was completely normal for an alicorn, and that in due time Twilight would be able to control it. She also suggested that this was a wonderful opportunity for Twilight to start considering her romantic options, although Twilight was pretty confident that this was more-so Celestia wanting to see her with a girlfriend.

Not that Twilight was against the idea, but she wouldn't even know where to start. Sure, her friends were pretty accepting and would surely point her in the right direction, but Twilight's own interests had expanded beyond just wanting a single pony. Almost all of the mares of Ponyville had caught her attention in one way or another, to the point that her own dreams see her fucking a shapeshifting doll that cycles between so many familiar faces that Twilight had taken to noting them all down in a page of her personal journal, and she was pretty confident by now that she had dreamt of fucking every mare in Ponyville, and even some beyond.

Though seeing as how last night was the first time that she had dreamt of that sweet mailmare who stops by every now and again, Twilight was second-guessing that notion.

Twilight sighed as she stepped out of the shower and wrapped her towel around herself, glad that she had at least been able to keep her excessive desires a secret from her friends for the time. She still worried to herself how they would react, guessing that Fluttershy would be too embarrassed to ever be around her, Rarity would probably be revolted, and Rainbow would probably try to set her up with any mare she could get to listen. That last one might not be so bad...

Applejack and Pinkie, though, were wild cards. Applejack might be understanding of Twilight's predicament, but she was sure the farmer would not be so kind towards her fantasies of sleeping with so many ponies; Applejack was pretty traditional in that regard. Pinkie was an anomaly, never showing any direct interest in romance or sex herself, despite her own popularity, but also not one to shun her friends' interests or desires. She was also quite affectionate to each of her friends, smothering them in soft, massive bear hugs, much to Twilight and her dick's chagrin.

Twilight passed on giving it any more thought for the time being, it was time to get her day started. After getting herself dressed in a simple blouse and skirt, she picked up the checklist she wrote the night before and gave it a quick once-over before her eyes settled on the first item of the day "Pick up snacks and decorations for the mayor's visit this weekend".

Figures I have to go visit one of my friends anyway. Twilight could only hope that her morning's train of thought wouldn't interrupt her chores for the day. "Alright Spike, I'm heading out," Twilight called out, receiving only a low grunt in reply. With a small sigh, Twilight rolled up the checklist, and set out for Sugarcube Corner.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be a TwiPie chapter, but feel free to let me know what pairings you would like to see in future chapters!