Cadance pouted. Drawing the tyrian gloss over her pursed lips, she wondered how big her Auntie's cock might be.

Would it be bigger than Shining's? Smaller? The same? He was pretty big after all, even for a tall, buxom alicorn babe like her.

She couldn't help but fantasize. One leg daintily tossed over her thigh, she compressed down the twinging bulge in her dress, the slit beneath aching, needy, and fertile. No opportunity had come in the past couple days for riding some dick, or plowing some pussy. All work and no play made Caddy a horny cunt.

She hadn't seen Celestia in action. The Crystal Empire, although a small city-state ally of Equestria, had a surprising amount of responsibility.

Which made sense, she supposed. Maintaining and protecting a vulnerable population smack dab in the center of the Frozen North demanded its fair share of loving attention.

Loving attention, naturally, Cadance gave in spades. Or maybe more accurately hearts. Literally, in the case of the Crystal Heart itself.

Reaching up, she adjusted the vanity mirror. Next came her eyeliner, swooping out with curved, fanning wings. Pictures drifted through her mind's eye, bobbing on the surface like lazy drift before dipping back down, another resurfacing in its place.

For as long as Cadance knew her - which had at this point been most of her life - Celestia was a creature of chastity. Celibate, honorable, and reserved, she hailed from an era of profound sexual liberty. That faded over the years, the many generations of Equestria's populace. Word had flittered by to the Crystal Palace, however, courtesy of Twilight. While the bookish mare hadn't divulged the juiciest details, she provided more than enough to give Cadance a fascinating, lurid, and stunning picture of her and Celestia's recent transformation into beasts of the bawdy.

Dusting on a final touch of blush, Cadance rechecked her mirror's reflection. She had met before with Celestia in Courtroom contexts, but this was new. This was different. Celestia was different, and Cadance wanted to present herself appropriately for the occasion.

Satisfied and smiling, she stood up from her chair. Her devil red dress, clung already so tight to her curves, didn't need any smoothing. It was one of Shining's favorites, and while she'd considered throwing on - one of - her favorite pairs of lingerie, she ultimately decided against it. Stars only knew how Celestia might take it, and Cadance didn't want to risk pushing the envelope.

The door behind her creaked open. A crystal mare, dressed in a scandalously scant Prench maid's uniform peeked in, shimmering diamond eyes curious. "Ready, Your Highness? The meeting is in five minutes."

Cadance turned on her white stiletto, presenting herself with a broad sweep of her arms. "Pointed as always, Facet."

Facet blushed, averting her gaze and folding her hands in front of her. The heavy, pendulous bosoms hanging from her chest squished together, the tops of her dusky blue areola threatening to pop out her top at any moment. "I have been your attendant for a while now, Princess. Glad to know my internal clock hasn't frosted."

Licking her lips, Cadance swayed her way to the door. Facet seemed to shrink under her shadow, but the sheepish grin on her snout and the obvious scent of arousal made it - crystal - clear she wasn't afraid. Just submissive. Which Cadance definitely didn't mind.

"Good girl," Cadance purred, running her fingers under Facet's jaw. The mare eeped but stood still, rubbing her thighs together as Cadance curled her digits in and scratched the glittering fur. From experience, she knew she could make the little gem cream just from this. "Lead on. I'm eager to meet with Tia again. It's been way too long since we saw each other."

"O-of course, Empress. Right this way."

Cadance's smile broke into a grin. She love, love, loved when they called her that. They didn't have to, and Cadance certainly didn't consider herself an Empress in any formal sense of the word. The freer, more openly 'loving' ponies of her territory were happy to use the name, however, and she'd never say no to her subjects.

Especially when her subjects were so delightfully eager.

After acclimating to Imperial Crystal culture for so long, returning to Equestria was... Boring. She felt a little guilty saying that, but she couldn't help it. Being the Princess of Love itself, and a randy alicorn on top, Cadance enjoyed more than her generous interest in amorous activities. Luna, at least, for how little she'd gotten to know and interact with her, seemed to agree.

Plenty ponies might glance Cadance's way and assume her a side piece royal, some bubblegum floozie bimbo who giggled and sucked her way across the country, but they couldn't be more wrong. Believe it or not - even she surprised herself with it at times - public policy, sociopolitical issues, and historical influences fascinated her. She kept a keen eye on the problems of her time, and paid close scrutiny to new laws, judicial rulings, and funding packages. It became very clear within months of Luna's return the changes she and her Night Court were making, restitching the tapestry of Equestrian society to something deliciously sinful. Albeit tailored to softer, contemporary sensibilities.

The Crystal Empire showed a rawer, hotter face than that. They came explicitly from that ancient era of the explicit. It had been challenging to rein them in during the Games, or for that matter King Sombra's return.

Public nudity? Check. Public sex? Check. Mass orgies and religious sexual rituals? Check and check.

The first time she'd gone, it sent her for a tailspin, and not just because of how often she saw flanks spun and tails lifted. Sex, for them was something entirely different. Young ones were kept away, of course, from anything that went too far, but cultural practice and their education system taught and informed what was necessary to keep everypony protected.

It was the only way such a significant population could maintain their morals. Ponies had to know what was and wasn't okay, and the only ability to communicate that was laying the foundation. Impropriety and... unpleasantness still happened, but that was inevitable to a degree. And frankly - she'd seen from the statistics - Equestria's higher rates of sexual repression and informational ignorance led to more and worse cases of misconduct.

To see that path potentially shifting made her smile. It made her body do other things too, but that was neither here nor there. It wasn't like she even participated all that much. A mare of her caliber required more specific standards for engagement.

"We're here, Empress. She'll be just behind the doors." Facet, standing dutifully, gestured at the tall mahogany gates. As imperious as they were, Cadance felt they'd be better off suited in front of a ramparts than in a palace, but she also lived in a giant blue crystal spire. What room for aesthetic critique did she have?

"Thank you, Facet," Cadance crooned. Leaning down, she pressed a gentle kiss to the mare's horn, giving the nubby tip a tiny lick. With a sharp gasp and inhale - the guards nearby doing their best to ignore the situation - Facet whined as a thin streak of feminine fluid oozed down her left upper thigh. "Clean yourself up," she whispered. "Or otherwise, finger yourself in front of them."

She pointed to the guards. A couple of the armored sentries dared a glance. One mare, one stallion, the latter more openly staring while the other tried to look like he wasn't looking. He didn't do a very good job.

"In fact, judging by the tent in their loincloths, I think they just might appreciate a little tending to. Why don't you show them some of your wonderful crystal hospitality?"

"B-b-but Princess," Facet half-squeaked, half-whispered. "T-the s-standards here are-"

Swiftly, Cadance hushed her with a finger to her lips. "Shush shush. The Royal Palace is under new management, from what I understand. In fact..."

Cadance pressed her ear to the doors, flicking as she heard the telltale glrk and gluk of masterful deepthroating. Or facefucking. It could have been either.

"I hear someone fucking face just behind these doors. If the Day Court hasn't erupted in torches and pitchforks, I doubt those two will so much as raise their spears." Cadance paused, put a fist to her mouth and giggled. "Well, not the ones in their hands, anyways."

That was all it took to convince her. Standing straight and saluting, Facet bowed and sashayed towards the guardsponies, lifting her skirt by the sides. "Good afternoon. My name is Facet. How-" She pressed herself to the stallion's front, hooking the mare by her loinskirt. "May I help you?"

Hiding her amusement behind a palm, Cadance struggled to conceal her laughter. The looks on those guards' faces, priceless. By the time she turned to open the doors and walk in, Facet was already on her knees, tugging down both guards' protective coverings.

Disappointment and glory warred in her mind the moment she stepped in. Yards away along the stretch of courtroom hall stood Celestia. While Cadance mourned the loss of not seeing the facefucking she heard in action, she saw the aftermath more than well enough.

And, she saw her Auntie.

"Holy smokes." Murmuring under her breath, a hot flutter erupted under her breast. She placed a palm to it, trying to still its beating drum. Purple-tipped feathers twitched behind her, wings flexing and threatening to unfold. Those had always been a particularly sensitive part of her body, and Shining had all too many times 'accidentally' brushed them with his arm out in public, just to make her shiver.

She wondered if she ought to bother hiding her arousal now. Equestria was marching for a new and sexy horizon, and its most powerful leader towered right there as living proof.

What words could she use to describe Celestia? Many came to mind, and all of them as profoundly and obviously true as the blue of the sky. Biting down on her lower lip, only thanks to years of broiling in high lusts and orgies gave her the fortitude to conceal her screeching arousal. Whether or not she could show her own bodacious bod to this stuffy crowd, coming off as so weak-kneed and trembling did her no favors in the realm of politics.

Or, hm. Nopony said she couldn't use that to her advantage. Give the ponies one view of the Love Princess, and in private with powerful brokers, another entirely. Like velvet, with raw steel beneath.

Considering to mull over it later, she swept her way across the marble room. Long strides with her luxurious, finely groomed legs carried her to Celestia and Raven, who smelled of so much pure love and lust it nearly tipped Cadance back. The sight of Twilight's mark imprinted on the faint swell of Celesstia's belly sent her heart soaring, rising high in her bountiful chest.

"Hello, Auntie," Cadance purred, loins twitching beneath her dress.

"Good morning, Cadance. It's good to see y-"

Celestia's lips continued to move. Cadance stopped them before another word could slip out. Instead, she made Celestia's lips move for another reason entirely.

"Mmmmmph~" She sank into the comfortable depths of a passionate Prench kiss. Celestia's wide-eyed shock would be a face she'd remember for the rest of her immortal life, so too what Celestia did after.

SMACK!

A yelp tore from Cadance's throat. Half a heartbeat later, she melted. The wobble of her wide, heart-shaped ass seemed to ripple on forever as pain and pleasure mixed, her Auntie's tongue pinning hers down with the force of a javelin. Hands explored, finding their place on hips, buttocks, thighs, and boisterous bosoms. Tracing the middle curve of Celestia's spine with her nails, she nearrly inched her way down enough to grab Celestia's tail before they released.

"Ah!" Celestia grinned as they disconnected. Brief-lived, a thick bridge of spit spanned the gap between them, breaking off and coming down against Celestia's cleavage.

"W-well. That... ha. Hahaha." Laughing, Cadance wiped drool off the side of her mouth. "Was not what I had expected."

Celestia smirked, casually looping an arm around Raven. The secretary swooned, practically falling into the embrace. Anyone looking closely enough might be able to notice the subtle downward tilt of her hips, how she stuck out her ass, how her knees bent and stance slackened.

Foxy little minx. Nopony would notice up in those stands, what with two members of Equestria's tetrarchy standing before them, having just made out despite an adoptive relationship.

Nopony would notice, and see how much of an adoring slut she was for her Princess. Hells, if the audience reaction thus far indicated anything, Raven had kept herself stunningly calm and dignified, even before an entire courtroom.

Raven couldn't help but remind her of Facet. Loyal, dedicated, head over heels, and a kinky subby bitch to boot. Gears whirred in her mind at the possibility of pitting the two against each other, and seeing how it played out. Set them up, some situation passed off as a 'diplomatic dignitary meeting' at a fancy restaurant that just so happened to include a stripper stage. Oh that'd be fun.

Alas. Diplomatic dignitry meetings. She was here for one now, and needed to focus on that.

"So." Cadance cleared her throat, a fist at her mouth. "The Equestrian birth rate. We're not falling, but we are somewhat stagnating. It might be-"

Cutting herself off, Cadance swung her hips around, pivoting at the hoof to press her back against Celestia's front. Her ass pooled like dough against the alicorn's lap, soft but swiftly hardening meatspear wedging itself between Cadance's hot buns with a shy resolution. She flicked her tail in the air, coiling it around her Auntie's slim waist like a cat. "Mm, worth it... to invest in some-" Grind, push, hum. "Kind of reproductive lottery program. A breeding lottery, if you will~"

That did it. If Celestia's sexual hunger had not been stoked before, it roared to the forefront now. Flaring her nostrils, she gave a grunt and pawed at Cadance's hips like a feral beast, searching for the seam. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. Perhaps," she muttered, slipping her palms under Cadance's breasts. A squeeze later she found the back ribbon around Cadance's neck, keeping the garment tied. "We should start with you, in announcement to the court."

Ah, right. The court. Cadance almost forgot about them.

She winked, and blew a kiss to the crowd as red silk fell around her.

"I have a better idea, actually." Held in Celestia's hands, she twirled again and faced Celestia. Her midsection bulged slightly, only noticeable when close. Celestia's look of surprise morphed into a gasp as Cadance struck out, sinking her teeth into the soft tender of Celestia's swan-like neck.

"Instead of breeding me," she cooed, twirling a pinkie around Celestia's protruded belly button. "Maybe I could give you another foal or two. I heard from your sister you two had some fun with Twilight. How is that going?"

"W-well." Celestia breathed, a sudden demeanor shift tainting her voice. How quickly the tables turned. "I did not know you were..."

"Pregnant?" Cadance giggled, standing up on her hooftips. Gripping her by the shoulders, she gently coaxed Celestia down, down, down until her knees met the marble. A pink blush had erupted across her perfect white complexion, but she showed no signs of resistance. Off to the side, Raven watched in awe. It must send her brain into a tizzy seeing her dominant Mistress so easily brought low. "It's only been for a little while. Make sure not to tell anypony, though, please? I was hoping to make it a surprise for Twilight and her parents."

"Shining's, I, ah, presume?" Still flushed, Celestia allowed Cadance to push her further down, onto her back with her fat thighs spread apart. Cadance kneeled between them, prominent princess prick pulsing eagerly. Like Celestia's, it transitioned from the color of her body to a deeper, warmer pink, so that the broad flared tip seemed almost angry for sex.

"Who else?" Hand over hand, she crawled over Celestia. The size of her chest made the motion a bit awkward, the sides of her squeezepillows mashing against her upper arms. Once they hung directly over Celestia's, near nipple to nipple, all it would take was one thrust to pierce Celestia's heavens. "He's such a gentleman, too. I guess all that guard training really prepared him for a lot. He's been very accommodating in both my genitalia."

Despite her position, a thirstful gaze crossed Celestia's eyes. Licking her lips, a rumbling purr quivered her chest. "He did always have a good ass."

"He sure does." Inching closer, Cadance's hot rodtip pressed against Celestia's winking, oozing vulva. "I wear him out pretty hard. Sometimes I start to worry, honestly. he says it's okay, but- Mmph, ah!"

She slipped in. Sun, she'd never felt a pussy half as good. "Dear sweet heavens."

"Good?" Celestia's turn came to giggle, bending her legs back at the knee. "I've been told my pussy is 'divine', but I'm not sure how much of that is idol worship."

"D-definitely, nnnh... n-not. Wow." She panted, falling another breath into the quivering heat of Celestia's quim. "So yeah. On the bright side, the Crystal Heart has been getting stronger every day. It shouldn't be too long before I don't need sex as often, maybe a few months."

Celestia blinked rapidly, as though waking from a dream, or remembering something she'd forgotten. "Oh. Right. That was the thing I intended to ask you."

"Mh?" Breathing through her nose, Cadance shoved her pelvis forward, entering another few inches into wet warm cunt-tunnel. "What's that?"

"Alicorns, we- O-ooh! That felt... q-quite nice. Go over that spot again please?"

Cadance obliged. her flare scraped back, bumping over the same spot a second time. With a quiet whine, Celestia arched her back, one ankle twitching.

"Luna was the one who helped me remember, what we used to be like when we were young. Her returning, and Twilight ascending, it... reawakened instincts I'd forgotten. Instincts to..."

PLAP! While Celestia had been busy talking, Cadance repositioned herself into a pseudo-squat, firmly pressing their booties together like a hammer and anvil. Actually, wasn't this position named after that? Something about mating too, she forgot some of the explicit terminology. "Breed? Dominate? Build a harem of concubine whores to serve your every wicked whim at the drop of a hat?"

Celestia's pink face flared into a stark scarlet suprenova. "Possibly..."

Plap. Plap. Plap. Plap. Taking Celestia's ankles into her grip, Cadance used them like bars, leveraging herself to fuck her Aunt's tight cunny. "What's your point?"

"Why, fuh! W-why did you not, ohhhhhh~" Celestia twitched, eyes rolling back for half a moment, the left side of her upper lip twinging upwards. "T-trigger my libido like theirs did?"

Cadance shrugged." I'm demisexual. Maybe that had somthing to do with it."

"D-demi- Ohhhhh, fuuuuughyou're good~" Cadance watched in barely restrained glee as Celestia melted under her thrusts. Plaps gently increasing in force and volume, her speed picked up, gravid nutkegs swanging up and slapping back down to leave ovoid imprints in her Auntie's plush white ass. Plap, plap, plap, plap, plap plap plap plap plap.

"It means I need a close emotional connection to feel sexually attracted. I don't really get anything from fucking somepony I don't know. And thank you, by the way~ I am the Princess of Love. I'd certainly hope my lovemaking skills would be good!"

"Yeeeeeesssss~" Bucking back into Cadance's thrusts, Celestia looped her legs around her waist, crossing her hooves at the ankle. "W-we'll... start the breeding program with, mmmmmnn, me. Perhaps, ah- Perhaps we can get the others involved as well. Luna, Twilight, and Shining."

She paused, eyes widening, but not out of pleasure. Stuttering her words out, she tried to speak through a rising orgasm. Cadance could sense it, by the rabid, erratic throb of Celestia's cock pinned between their torsos, and the spasmatic clench of her heavenly quim. "I don't mean to imply Twilight and Shining would, I mean-"

Cadance silenced her with a long, moaning kiss. Even she could only hold out so long, no matter how deft her erotic talents. Groaning into each other, tongues swirling in a passionate dance, Cadance held Celestia's hands through the final few shunts.

PLAP. PLAP. PLAP. PLAP!

She squeezed her eyes tight, falling into her orgasm off the edge of a cliff. Hot ropes of steaming sludge exploded against her belly, as a matching torrential stream poured into Celestia's womb. Her legs quivered, knees giving out as she let her full weight bear down upon her Auntie. With her eyes closed, a bright and warm flash lit black to red, and she knew a crystal blue heart would soon be joining the previously emblazoned six-pointed star.

It was good to be Princess.

Author's Note

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