In The Days Before The Upheaval

Swords crossed in the spacious arena, similar to an ancient coliseum. A place where pony athletes once performed in the distant past, then a bloody battlefield when Sombra seized it, and pitted powerful warriors against one-another for his entertainment. The tyrant's own sons had been tested in this place for worthiness, and a few had fallen to gladiators, but others won glory and special favors, as those that pleased the conqueror were allowed small fortunes and use of many prized concubines, usually the ones he'd tired of. Now, it returned to its old purposes, where champions displayed their skills to the adulation of the crowds that filled the many stands.

Queen Cadance herself opened the games, dressed in enchanted, ceremonial armor that showed quite a bit of skin, practically a metallic leotard. When he husband had voiced his doubts she reminded him, “In olden times the athletes performed in the nude! Would you prefer it were I to step out naked before my people, too?” She teased him with a titter while he'd blushed darkly.

A number of shows would be put on each day for an entire month. Today, from her private stand, she used the binoculars to watch Shining Armor, Thunder Storm, and Fiery Kickstart undertake a mock battle with their blades, to the cheers and claps of onlookers. Sparks flew each time the 'Three Swords' crossed blades, a phrase that made her snicker with dirty fantasies of the three studs.

“A shame Thunder Storm is opposed to an openly relationship,” she mused between sips of her wine. “A wife swap would perk him up, I'm sure. As for Fiery, well...he's also too duty-bound.” She hadn't dared broach the topic with them directly, but had read between the lines they'd be opposed.

Anyone was allowed to attend, and the guards took shifts that alternated days, so they could enjoy the shows, too. It was a morale boost her people desperately needed with all the recent reappearances of the swarm. Ones that were put down quickly, but military secrets had spread.

Her personal handmaidens, Foal-Bearer and Wet Nurse, were offered a special place of their own near the top, not so far from her. At their request, she'd also allowed Ocellus to sit in with them.

Also, the cadets were there, Midnight Blitzer, Lightning Spark, and Moonlight River included. The twin brother-and-sister would also participate with the junior Wonderbolts squad, to show off their impressive speed and techniques. The bat mare decided to sit out, since she couldn't quite match the faster flyers, however the weapons she'd made would be included in a craftsman display.

Weapons and armor would be put on display, some from the oldest recorded periods, and would also include pieces which were once Sombra's, which mystics had checked repeatedly to make certain they weren't cursed. By contrast, Moonlight felt humbled, her own work amateurish. But a number of people, her parents included, reminded her she'd achieved much in a short time.

Fiery returned to the stands with the other 'Swords' when the armaments were displayed, and a blacksmith explained to the audience where each one came from. “A weapon's a weapon,” he muttered. “It either effectively does the task, or it doesn't. No need to romanticize it.”

“Some say a sword symbolizes a wielder's soul,” reminded Shining Armor at his side when they made their way up the stone steps, surrounded by fans which he smiled and waved at. “Wonder how that works when you pick up someone's blade that isn't your own? Is it unlucky, you think?”

Thunder Storm shook his head. “I wouldn't want to be superstitious about it. But I'd rather wield a weapon I already know can be trusted. A blade that breaks in the midst of battle could cost you!”

“True,” admitted Fiery, who looked at his own sheathed blade. “I'll see you two later.”

“I'll tell you my wife said hi,” answered the 'First Sword', who beamed at Cadance up above.

“I'd better return to my own wife,” said Thunder Storm. “Really, Fiery, you should settle down someday and-” He frowned as his old friend had already moved up the steps. Sure, they'd had a small scuffle over Snowy in their boyhood days, but he had no idea Fiery still lusted after his wife.

Instead, he'd put it down to Fiery's own militaristic focus, and hoped his friend would find peace.

Fiery made his way up to where the twins and Ocellus sat. He wiped the sweat from his brow and sidled up behind the mares, who smiled back at him, for once not in uniform but instead in short scarlet dresses that were little more than a slip, and sipped wine provided in chalices.

His hands immediately slipped down the dresses of the sisters, seized a titty of each, which he fondled to pass the time. “These arms displays always bore me. I prefer to take action.”

“S-sir! You're so wicked~,” said Wet Nurse with a blush as he toyed with her heavy tit.

Foal-Bearer asked, “What if someone sees us? Our queen won't mind what we do, but how would we explain it to everyone here? You're the 'Third Sword', sir! Well-respected and-”

“Their eyes are all locked on the show,” he reminded. “Plus...” His spread plume partially hid them.

Foal-Bearer asked, “Won't that look even more suspicious?” Yet she also shuddered at his touch.

Ocellus cut in, “Looks like fun to me!” She slipped in front of him, went to her knees, and undid his zipper to let his cock flop free, which smacked her across the face. She snickered at that, and immediately set to service him, with both hands and her mouth, which stroked and sucked him.

He became a little bolder, popped out the tits of the sisters, pulled so firmly on their erect nipples that he momentarily distended their breasts before he released they and they bounced back into place. It had become a challenge to him, a game, to grope them wherever he could, usually in very public places, filled with a dark thrill every time he risked his station for his own pleasures.

Nor were they the only ones that decided to partake in some sneaky fun.

Shining Armor had invited Thunder Storm and Snowy Blizzard to sit in with him and Cadance at the queen's request, with the hope maybe she could loosen them up once the atmosphere turned bawdier. “Please, sit down. Wine?” Cadance offered chalices to the married couple.

“Only a little,” said Thunder Storm. “We have to be in tip-top shape.”

“Come on,” said Cadance, her cheeks mildly colored. “Loosen up a little.” She downed more drink.

“You've sure convinced me sweetie,” said her husband with a chuckle, as he took a chalice and drank his own fill, which burned in his belly. “Whoo! It's like we're back in the academy!”

Snowy asked, “Isn't that where you two met? I miss those carefree days.”

“Me too,” said Shiny with a wide smile. “Seems like a lifetime's passed since then.”

“Well,” admitted Thunder Storm between sips. “We did marry and have children. Will you two-?”

“We've talked about it many times,” admitted Cadance. “But I don't want to risk it while Chrysalis is still out there. Once we've dealt with her, that'll be the time.” She hiccuped and covered her lips.

They all couldn't help but notice the bounce of her almost bared breasts in Cadance's armor, her bust intentionally emphasized by the costume's cut, a symbol of her status. She was a symbol of love and fertility to her people, her wide hips and much of her buttocks also on display.

“Maybe you shouldn't wait,” offered Snowy.

Mmm? What did you have in mind?” Cadance half-lidded her eyes with more half-drunken titters, which made her breasts bounce harder in her armor, to the point where when she shifted on the bench, part of her areola peeked out. “Maybe you two can teach me how foals are made, hmm?”

“You're drunk,” said Thunder Storm with a slow shake of his head.

“I think we should loosen up too,” defended Snowy, who also drank a lot more, to the point where she started to burn all over, all of them unaware that Ocellus spiked the drinks with her venom.

The aphrodisiac started slow and subtle, but then rapidly picked up speed each time any hint of arousal blossomed in the drinker. Thunder Storm wasn't immune either, from the sips he'd taken. Like the others, his eyes continued to Cadance's areola, as her costume slipped even lower.

With each movement and titter Cadance's tits threatened to topple out, heavy and pendulous, symbols of her maternal nature. Growing flirtier with each deep drink she took, she strategically positioned herself so that to refill her drink, she was forced to bend over in front of them.

Her heart-shaped asscheeks were on full display, her asscrack and the lips of her vulva barely hidden by a thin piece. The married couple couldn't help but stare, captivated, and told themselves they were mostly interested in her cutie marks stretched partially across both her hips and buttcheeks.

Her husband chortled and landed a playful smack on her ass, which wobbled.

“Shiny!” She spun and smiled back at him with a leer. “You dirty boy!” Yet she'd already started to close the trap around the married couple, unaware they were all affected by the venom aphrodisiac, convinced this was the day when her fantasies would come true and they'd be seduced into bed.

“You know it,” he replied. “What'd say earlier? About how athletes once performed nude...?”

Indeed,” she purred. “Like this.” Cadance's horn lit up, and undid the clamps that held on the ceremonial armor, then used her aura to set it aside, her breasts swayed free when her voluptuous body was put on full display before the three of them, her perfect pussy taut and nipples erect.

“Queen Cadance!” Thunder Storm spread his plume to hide them. “Someone will see-!”

“Relax~,” said Cadance. “I've already started to work a spell I prepared. To anyone that looks this way, it will appear we're seated and enraptured by the latest show. So, what do you think?”

Snowy couldn't look away when the queen shook her assets. “I'm a little envious. I've put on fat-”

“Let me see,” said Cadance, and before anyone could deny her, the queen's aura lifted Snow's dress off her, the mother's heavy breasts also left to fall with a sizable bounce, down to panties. Snowy squeaked a little in surprise and the queen observed, “Looks pretty perfect to me!”

Thunder Storm took a protective step forward. “This is a bit much-”

“I don't mind,” said Snowy, who touched his chest. “I was surprised, that's all!” So pent up after a week without sex, and with the venom's help, her inhibitions were all but completely eroded.

This was a chance to score with her husband, his usual excuses be damned!

Thunder Storm had relaxed his defensive posture. “But still...” He softened when her silky body pressed into his own, one of his hands slid to her lower back, near a wide butt with panties that all but climbed into her thick pale cheeks. Playfully, her tail flicked and brushed his hand.

“Guess we should all get in the spirit of the ancient games,” said Shining Armor, who also unbuttoned his uniform, his chest soon bared. Quickly, he also released his belt and stepped out of his pants and boots. “Wow! Feels nice to feel the wind and the sun on my bare skin!”

“Come on,” offered Snow shyly to her husband, as she stepped out of her panties.

“Er...fine,” decided Thunder Storm. Thought we were a monarchy, not a democracy?” Yet he chuckled and tried to loosen up too, as he removed his clothes and the mares whistled.

“Time to compare sizes~,” teased Cadance. “Snowy, is he a shower or a grower? Well, it looks like he's almost a match for my husband's size already!” She coquettishly batted her lashes.

One way to find out,” countered Snowy with a smirk, as she stroked her husband's cock.

“Snowy?” Thunder Storm balked as she escalated this further, winced and tried to swallow a moan when her hand movements made her harden into Snowy's delicate palm with playful strokes.

“I prefer the 'hands off' method~,” said Cadance, who suddenly dropped to her knees and took her husband's black horsecock into her mouth. He shuddered in audible pleasure, his wife unbelievably skilled with how she serviced him, her eyes cast at him with love and sexual submission to her stud.

“You're on!” With a sudden competitive spirit, Snowy sank down to suck off her own stallion. Her husband hissed in appreciation, shamelessly worked over by his sex-starved wife.

Both mares orally assaulted their lovers. While Snowy couldn't quite match Cadance's peerless skill, she more than made up for it with enthusiasm. Soon, both mares bunched their titties around the shafts they sloppily serviced, and their wet pussies winked with a need to be filled.

The mares rested their hands on the firm hips and chiseled buttocks of their studs, bobbed their heads and took the horsecocks down their throats. Powerful hands worked their way into their manes, hips thrust and balls smacked into their chins while the studs humped into their faces.

Cadance's horn lit up. Snowy's eyes widened, as the queen's aura formed a pair of phantasmal horsecocks for both mares, and the translucent creations spread their lower holes open, fucked them rapidly with wet schlicks, which made their cunts drip as they were both triple-filled.

Such spells took a lot of concentration. Fortunately, Cadance was a master after a life of practice!

They licked and sucked. Swirled their tongues around the pillars of meat. Slurped down the precum shot into their mouths and down their throats. Whatever it took to help them achieve orgasm. The mares inhaled the masculine musk of their husbands, which made their holes instinctively clench.

Eventually, the studs finished on the faces of their wives, a half-drunken Shining Armor first, who swayed on his knees while he continued to take occasional drinks. A mask of stick cum coated Snowy and Cadance, and the latter smiled as she licked her chops. “Mmm, very close, Thunder Storm and Snowy~. But it looks like we still hold the crown of the Empire's power couple!”

“You were lucky,” shout back Thunder, his competitive spirit aroused.

“Now, now. This is a friendly competition,” reminded Cadance with a purr. “Hubby, give them a victory drink, since there are no losers here.” Shining refilled their chalices, and Snowy downed hers, tasted the mix of wine and her husband's savory cum, while Thunder reluctantly drank too. The venom aphrodisiac now assaulted them in full-force, their bodies unbelievably hot.

Thunder Storm balked to see how hard he still was. “Wh-why am I so-?”

“Horny?” Cadance smirked at him through her cum-mask, some of it dripped down onto her voluminous bust. “Because you've started to let your walls down.” She rose, sidled up to the married couple with an intentional sway of her hips, breasts, and buttocks, his eye drawn to her.

He almost stumbled with a step back. “What are you-”

“Shhh. How about it, Snowy?” Cadance assumed her most seductive voice and her face smoldered with shameless lust. “You've heard of a 'wife swap'? What better way to settle round two, and see who's truly the better mare in bed?” She curled one of Snowy's locks around her finger.

Snowy hadn't felt hornier since the first time she'd ever hit estrus, even drunker on venom. “Wh-why not?”She hiccuped, rose and also put on her sluttiest strut to approach the other stud.

Thunder Storm wanted to protest. But when he felt Cadance's breasts crush into his chest, felt her lips mash into his own, a feral hunger seemed to consume him as his hands started to possessively molest the queen all over, as all his instincts screamed to put dozens of foals in her fertile womb. With a coo she cast back her head and melted at his touch, felt his cock poke into her belly.

Shining Armor, too, toyed with Snowy's offered body, which he'd fantasized about quite a few times. Cadance always wanted to invite more stallions and mares into their bed, but had settled on the twin sisters alone, fearful that she'd be shot down and scandalous rumors would spread that their beloved queen was a complete depraved whore. None of them understood her appetites!

This time, the mares were taken sideways, their walls spread with moans when massive cocks were pushed in to part their pink, pliable pussies. Immediately, the contst resumed, as the studs worked to fuck the mares into a silly mess, in a pendulous sway of breasts each time they skewered them.

Cadance's cunt milked Thunder's dick. “You like that, stud? You like to shove your cock inside me?”

“Unf! Yes,” he admitted, with a harsh smack on her ass, which wildly clapped each time he smashed deep into her. They continued to makeout, Thunder's mind blank with raw, animal lust.

“Oh yes!” Snowy screamed her pleasure too, to be so fiercely taken, to be watched by her husband and another beautiful mare, within a short amount of time she rode out multiple climaxes.

“Told you we'd all love this,” teased Cadance, who happily squealed when Thunder landed another harsh, possessive spank on her heart-shaped, sizable ass, the queen's fertile form sculpted to perfection. Empowered by the venom, the stallions fucked them with all their passion.

A similar scenario played out with Ocellus, arms pulled behind her by the wrists when Fiery railed the stripped bare 'crystal mare'. She savored the lusts released by the twins and the 'Third Sword', allowing him to sheathe himself completely in her cunt, over-and-over with all his fury.

Fortunately, the venom aphrodisiac epidemic was confined to the these ponies, since only a select few were allowed to drink from Cadance's now spiked stock. Ocellus had been tempted to spread her lust venom further, but she didn't exactly want to unleash chaos and blow her cover as a spy.

Foal-Bearer and Wet Nurse scissored while they waited their turns, in a blur of hips and bouncy buns, their slimy clams in clits mash in spider-web threads of their liquid lust, their tits tossed about amidst their wild movements while their fingers linked and their lips and tongues wrestled. Their cutie marks shined and resonated, bliss amplified in a closed circle amidst their intimacy.

An announcer opened the next show. Lower in the stands, Midnight Blitzer, Lightning Spark, and Moonlight River waited with bated breath near the other cadets. “We're almost up sis,” said Midnight, both of them clad in Wonderbolt uniforms for the stunt races that conformed to and showed off their physiques, his lean muscles well-cut, her toned curves also on full display.

“You said it bro,” his twin answered, and punched the air in anticipation while they stood. The crowd around them roared while the twins waited for their names to be called.

Moonlight blushed as she sat on the stand, their well-shaped butts practically in her face. She was usually more into stallions, but she couldn't deny the mare was very cute, too, and was tempted to reach out and cop a feel of their well-shaped butts. “Knock 'em dead, you two!”

She'd come dressed in practical clothes, a tank top,shorts, and sports shoes, since she'd declined direct participation. If only she was faster, she lamented, but thestrals were built more for sneak attacks, able to see well in the dark and blend into the shadows. No matter how hard she pushed herself, she'd never match the twins, and worried if that would make her crush less attracted to her.

By the time the brother-and-sister sailed beside a number of the proper Wonderbolts, a dream Lightning one day hoped to achieve once they all graduated from the military academy, Shining Armor, Thunder Storm, and Fiery all approached their limits. Fireworks exploded across the skies amidst a blur of colors from the Wonderbolts that sailed the skies when they all unloaded.

Cumshots erupted into wombs. The bellies of mares bloated from excess spunk, Cadance, Snowy, and Ocellus lost in blissful screams while their insides were impacted by each furious shot, the crotches of their studs absolutely drenched by squirts that slapped across them as they hilted.

It was still near the start of the championship, and the queen was determined to repeat this as many times as possible every day with them, before these contests reached their apex...