Of Royal Breeding

“Ah, my handsome Prince. *muah* Done with Queen Zerinyu so soon? Hehehe... it would seem that even the famous zebra stamina cannot withstand the raw power of my hung human hubby~”

“Yes, I heard everything, even through the thickest of doors. Poor Zerinyu fell to your charms even quicker than Dragonlord Ember did. A single kiss, a finger up the puss, and you had that striped slut moaning for big human cock. It’s a certainty that you left her satisfied... but not too satisfied, I hope?”

*throb!* *throb!*

“Good boy. Mmm, there he is, peeking out from beneath the royal loincloth... stiff and ready and powerful. All according to plan. We’ll give Zerinyu all the pleasure she can stand, but we can’t have you knocking her up until she signs the friendship treaty with Equestria. After all, why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie, of course you’re not a cow. What a way to talk about my strong breeding stud of a stallion. Here, let me clean her off of you.”

*slurp* *smack*

“Ahhh, delicious. Did you know I haven’t tasted zebra pussy since I moved away from Ponyville?”

“Oh, yes, Zecora taught me ever so much. The taste is almost addictive, isn’t it? Don’t worry, soon you’ll have so many noble zebra mares presenting to you. A whole new royal family for my Prince to pamper... to pleasure... to breed...”

“Ah, but not until the treaty is signed, I’m afraid. Now, hold still, sweetie. I need to weigh your balls, to make sure you didn’t let a single swimmer spill out into Zerinyu’s needy womb.”

*shimmer* *grip* *squeeze!*

“Of course I trust you, baby. You’re so loyal and faithful, I never doubt your commitment to your royal duties. Remember that chastity spell I cast on you every day when we were dating? We hardly ever need to use that anymore!”

“OK, not dating, exactly, but still. Now that we’re married, I must keep track of every drop of your precious cum. Otherwise we might miss a royal bastard, and the Grand Peerage of Equestria would become out of date!”

*heft* *sigh*

Do you know how much I appreciate these — I mean, you? Our crossbreeding program is a total success. In just a few months we’ve united Equestria’s royal family with that of Griffonstone, the Dragonlands, Yakyakistan... soon even the Queen of Zebrica will be swelling with your princely foal. As soon as she signs that damn treaty, that is... Yes, peace is within reach, and it’s all thanks to your big... *kiss* full... *lick* sweaty... *sniff* nutsack."

*shimmer* *grope* *ding!*

“My goodness, your crown jewels are a full 3.6 grams heavier than they were before you met with Queen Zerinyu! Not only did you manage to keep all that cum inside, you actually made more!”

*scribble* *scribble*

“Why, good sir, I’m not teasing you. I’m just praising my glorious Prince Consort and his almighty foal-makers — while keeping accurate records, of course! Now let’s find you a mare you can unload into and make a happy mommy, before you explode... geeze, where is that Peerage?”

*shimmer* *hover* *flip-flip-flip*

“Ugggh, this huge book is even heavier than your balls! Let’s see, duchesses, marquises, countesses... pregnant, pregnant, pregnant?”

“Golly, it looks like you’ve finally bred every available noblemare in Canterlot! Until Zerinyu signs that treaty, I’m afraid there’s not a pussy in the entire province that’s good enough to take your cum.”

“Babe, I’m sorry, but you are a Prince of Equestria, and we must abide by the pedigree rules. What do you want me to do? Make some chambermaid a Duchess, just so you can get your rocks off?”

“W-well, Rarity was different! She has a noble heart.”

“I haven’t got time to argue about this, honey. I’m tied up in meetings with the Zebrican diplomats all day. Of course, you are just about to blow, so it wouldn’t take that long. Maybe I could... oh, I do want you, so badly, but we can’t risk hurting our precious foal with that huge cock of yours.”

“Anal? Baby, please take mercy on your fragile Princess! I know I’m an alicorn, but even I have my limits! If you wanted my plothole today, you should have been more gentle with it last night.”

“Nuh-uh-uh. Husbands only get blowjobs on their birthdays. That’s what my mother always taught me. Is it your birthday today, baby? I think not.”

*lick* *kiss*

“Mmm, lifting my tail and licking my pussy won’t convince me to break the rules... but it does feel great, please keep going.”

“Now you’re being silly. I-I have to go. Just hold off for a day, or two at the most. I’ll get Zerinu’s hoofprint on the treaty as quickly as I can, and then you can let out all this cum into that tight zebra snatch. Once you’re done seeding her, m-maybe I’ll give you a little blowie, as a treat. Only because I love you so much.”

*slurp* *lick* *wink!*

“Oh, golly, humans are so demanding... and so sexy when they beg. I suppose you could pay another ‘diplomatic visit’ to Griffonstone, or — ah, I’ve got it!”

“I do know a certain royal who’s been clamouring for her turn with you... the trouble is that she doesn’t live in Canterlot. You’d have to take the train all the way down to Silver Shoals. She’s an older mare, but still fertile, so she falls within the pedigree rules.”

*slurp* *suck* *licklicklick!*

“Oh, poor baby~... he wants to cum so badly... my horny human will travel halfway across Equestria just to find a hole he’s allowed to squirt inside... very well, off you go. Here’s your train ticket, and your bags are already packed.”

“What? Yes, I may have planned this, but I promise all my teasing will be worth it. It always is, isn’t it?”

*muah!*

“Remember, you may cum once, and only to knock her up. Do you understand, babe? Be back in the evening, and ready to breed again! I can’t say when I’ll finally convince Zerinyu to sign, and we mustn’t keep her waiting...”

*clop* *clop* *creeeak*

“Ah, noble Prince Consort, welcome to my humble cottage. Please forgive my appearance, as I am moments out of bed. I did not expect you to rush so quickly down from Canterlot, just for little old me.”

*stretch* *flap* *flutter*

“It’s so nice to be able to sleep in every day, without having to worry about raising the sun. Yet the result of such indulgence is the slovenly mess of a mare you see before you. Will you grant me a few minutes to prepare for our ‘appointment?’”

“Fufufu... such flattery, but this old mare knows the truth. At the moment I seem more like a frumpy grandmother than a retired Princess. My mane is tangled, my wings unpreened, my jewellery and makeup sit idly on my vanity, and this morning breath — ugh!”

“Indeed, I-I suppose bulges such as that do not lie.” *ka-thump!* *ka-thump!*

“Do come in, you must be tired from your journey. I’ve had my servants set out breakfast for two: a lovely tea and a delicious chocolate cake. If you’d care to take refreshment while I bathe and dress—”

*grasp*

“Oh, goodness, or we might—”

*spread* *pomf!*

“G-get right to it!”

*squish!* *wink!*

“Ooh, your fingers! The rumours are true!”

*pump* *pump* *pump* *squirt!*

“Oh fuck, fuck, aaaannngh! Good Prince, I’m speechless! How did you—of course you would know just what an alicorn needs!”

*toss!* *clatter!*

“Oh, dear, on the very breakfast table? Do reconsider, my Prince! My bed is soft and so alluring, still warm from my body—”

*unzip!*

“—or at least claim me on the sofa—”

*squish* *thrust!*

“Oh, fuck me, I care not where or how!”

*crash!* *splat*

“No! The cake! Please, allow me — 5 second rule — oh, your COCK!”

*thrust!* *hump!* *squelch!*

“Yes, yes! Reshape me to fit your stallionhood! Deeper! The Princess of the Sun commands you!”

*thrust* *thrust* *splop!*

“Aaack! My womb — lonely for so long — finally filled by your magnificence! Oh, my Prince, I’M CUMMING!”

*squirt!* *thrust* *spurt* *spurt!*

“Aaannnggghhh... so warm, so much pent up sperm, all for me... what a splendid breeding stud...”

*throb* *sigh...*

“Oh, my goodness... From Twilight’s letters, I’d thought you would have a bit more stamina than a mere stallion. Still, I-I’m not complaining. That was... oh, dear, it’s been a while.”

*stroke* *kiss*

“Do not let your heart grow heavy, dear Prince. You pleased me greatly, and when has your seed ever failed to find its mark? I feel the new life warming my womb even as we speak. I am but a mare, after all... a mare like any other, who longs for the love of a strong stallion. Come, let us—”

*tug* *pop!* *squish*

“I-I see... Twilight merely sent you here to grant me an heir, not to love and comfort me in my advanced years. Still, must you leave so soon? I think a lady of my position deserves a few moments of intimacy with the father of her foal. Come, to my bed...”

*trot* *trot* *creak*

“Yes, my love, wrap your strong arms about my barrel, bury your face in my ethereal floof. No harm in getting close to the mare you just knocked up, eh? Even my prude of a student could not object to such a wholesome embrace...”

*stroke* *sigh*

“Fufufu, how gallantly you leap to Twilight’s defence. I’m certain she is no longer the uptight filly I remember. A regular coring out by such a masterful cock will surely move a mare to accept her lustful side.”

*shimmer* *squeeze* *lick*

“Tell me, does she deepthroat this monster before she raises the sun each day? Or does she prefer to observe your moaning face in morning’s light?”

“Only on your birthday? What a tease! Frankly, I wonder how she keeps from dropping to her knees each time she catches your scent! When I was her age, not a single stud was safe from my affections, and I was known as the Princess of Sloppy Throatfucks... but pay no heed to the ramblings of an old nag.”

*stroke* *kiss*

“You flatter me, dear Prince, but my tired bones feel every century my heavy plot sat upon that cold and lonely throne. I am very grateful that you were moved to breed me, but I know that stallions prefer the touch of a younger mare.”

*kiss* *squeeze* *throb*

“Ara ara, such boldness from one so young... if I still ruled, I would accept that offer in an instant! Hrm, even now the thought is quite pleasant. Would you like to know how I would honour you, were you my consort instead of Twilight’s?”

*kiss*

“Come, stroke my eager teats as I weave the picture. To begin with, I am yours, human: at any time and any place. Claim me in the bath, in the throne room, at a royal banquet — whenever your desire dictates. Unlike Twilight, I set no limits on our passion. Our lust is uncontrolled and free, an example for all our beloved subjects.”

*shift* *throb* *pulse*

“Yes, human, a little harder on the nipples, if you please...”

*stroke* *squeeze*

“Ah, wonderful... just picture it: the mighty Celestia, reduced to a human’s obedient wife-pet. My rightful place is on my knees before you, with opened and inviting mouth. The sun does not rise until I drain the first load from your balls — for your pleasure is my solemn duty, and our love means more than morning’s light itself.”

“Furthermore, Equestria’s night shall not begin until you have left my royal ponut sore and gaping, red as the sunset and dripping with hard earned seed. Fear not, for even as I lower the sun, my tongue will restore your soiled staff to its pristine state. Then will our night of passion truly begin.”

“Between the two appointments of dawn and dusk, you may use me as you wish. Happily I will wear whatever outfit will most arouse you. Fancy gowns, bridle and bit, even collar and leash. Say the word, and I will change my royal garb for the shameful garments of a common whorse. Then you may drag me among the rubbish bins behind the castle for a filthy tryst.”

*fap* *stroke* *squish*

“Mmm, I love how big he grows. What a pleasure for an old mare, to have the attention of a strong young stallionhood... truly, I cannot understand why you insist on denying this to your wife!”

“Then... you mean she hasn’t told you?”

“Oh, that silly student of mine! Honestly, Twilight, when will you learn to communicate your needs to the ones you love?”

*shimmer* *hover* *rustle*

“She sent me a letter, just last week. Let me read it to you, and you will see what I mean. Yes, perhaps I may aid the royal couple, in my own small way...”

*rustle* *rustle* *ahem!*

Dear Princess Celestia,

I write you late at night from a lonely bed. My beloved husband is soundly asleep in the guest wing, alongside (indeed, atop!) Lady Gwynyth of Griffonstone. Oh, he fucked her powerfully, leaving her undoubtedly with chick and then taking her ass for good measure. Yet I fear a long day of “work” has left him drained. Perhaps I should have told the Royal Elector of Cloudsdale to postpone her afternoon appointment, but I swear, I did it for him. My hubby always breeds a pegasus or two after lunch... it’s a fun little tradition we have!

Oh, his virility makes me simply drip, yet I confess that it also sparks jealousy in my heart. Sometimes my lover seems a little too eager to stud other mares. My heart sinks whenever I watch him throw some lucky aristocrat on the bed and mount her like a wild stallion, heedless of her ever weakening protests.

Why, oh why, won’t he treat me that way?

I fear that as my pregnancy progresses, our sex life has become humdrum and repetitive. I hate to complain, for he is always generous with his tongue, but lately he ruins my plothole only once a day... twice, if I’m very lucky.

Oh, dear Celestia, why must my Prince be so sweet and tender? I love his kindness, but I need his strength! When he holds me in his gentle arms, all I can think of is how I long for him to take control, slap the teasing insults out of my mouth, pin me to the floor and conquer me like the evil monsters I used to fight. But he never pulls my tail, spanks me, forces that huge cock down my throat, or does any of the horrible things I dream of!

Why won’t my husband treat me with the same lustful brutality he shows the females I send to his bed? Why do I seem to him like a mare made of glass? Is it because I carry his precious heir? Must I choose between being his broodmare and his fleshlight?

If that is to be my choice, then at least I have chosen well. I know he will be a wonderful father to our foal. Perhaps, when the time comes to put a second tiny life inside of me... maybe then he’ll finally let me taste his true power.

Until then, I am
your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle

“Do you not see, your highness? You are a Prince, a breeding stud, destined for a life of royal pleasures. Any noblemare in Equestria is yours for the taking... and that includes your wife.”

“Do not apologize to me, scandalous human! Save those sweet words for your beloved Twilight. Better yet, keep your mouth shut until you have pounded her plot into the mattress, and she is of a mood to listen to you beg forgiveness.”

“Very wise, your highness. Head back to Canterlot, and give your wife what she needs. But first...”

*ahem*

“How dare you depart a Princess’ bedchamber, when two of her three holes remain unfucked? Even Prince Blueblood has better manners than that!”

*grab* *slap!*

“Ah, you are too good to me. Grip my throat a little tighter, if you don’t mind... Please, noble Prince, show no mercy to this used up alicorn. I was Twilight’s mentor, after all — she’d be most upset if you went easy on me!”

*spank!*

“Oh, I quite agree. My plot is far too large for polite company, and there are much better uses for my filthy mouth than talking. Being rammed full of cock, for instance.”

“Slrrrp...”

“Mmm... Now this is the sort of stallion your Princess has been longing for. Powerful, dominant—glrrk!”

*grip* *thrust!* *slurp* *suck*

*pomf!*

“Glaaagk...”

*thrust!* *wink!*

“Glaaahgh... glrrrk... blrrrp...”

Oh, Twilight... you lucky mare!

“Well well, look who finally made it back to Canterlot. What took you so long? Did you stop by a bar for a few ciders, so you’d be drunk enough to bear another night with the old ball and chain?”

“Smell your breath? No, thanks, I can tell from here. You reek of Celestia’s pussy... a smell I am very familiar with! Oh, for pony’s sake... how many nuts did that creaky old whorse wring out of my disobedient husband?”

“You did it four times? Baby, what did I tell you about saving your strength? Oh, and you’d been so good recently... it’s as if you want me to bring back that chastity spell!”

“She made it a royal order? That is hardly an excuse! I outrank Celestia, and you know it! Not only am I your ruler, I’m your wife! How could—”

“What? Letters? What are you talking about?”

“Erm, o-of course I still send her letters. But how dare you read them—”

“She read them to you? O-oh dear...”

*grab!*

“Baby, let go of my flank! What are you trying to do, dominate me? K-knock it off!”

*squeeze* *wink!* *drip*

“M-maybe I do secretly want you to, but now’s not the time! While you and Princess Celestia were gossiping about me, I finally got Queen Zerinyu to sign the friendship treaty!”

“That’s right! She’s lying atop our marriage bed right now, spread wide and ready, but you’re drained! Oh, I knew Celestia would try for more than one round — and of course my horndog of a husband wouldn’t be able to resist! Now our treaty is doomed, all because you couldn’t keep it in your stupid pants!”

“I am not Twilighting! You’re all tired out now, everything’s ruined, and you’ll never *sniff* be able to...

*unzip* *throb* *swell* *thump!*

“Oh, goodness... such power... I mean, s-sure, you can get it up, you zebrafucking perv, but your balls are totally empty! I know Celestia — there’s no way she left a single drop in your tank!”

“Really? You want me to weigh your huge, stinky human nuts, after you humiliated me by emptying them into my mentor, over and over?”

“Oh, all right. You’re just lucky you’re cute...”

*shimmer* *squeeze* *ding!*

“Hrm, well...”

*wink!*

“Th-they’re not exactly full, but I suppose you’ve still got enough in here to make Zerinyu a mommy. I mean, it only takes one drop with this guy... But we’re going to have a long talk about this afterwards!”

*grip!*

“B-baby? That’s my horn. You’re holding my h-horn.”

*stroke*

“P-please... you know I can’t think straight when you do that.”

*stroke* *zing!* *tease*

“B-because when you touch my horn, all the princessing flees my mind and I can think of is pleasure... submitting to my husband... letting his skilful human hands show his love for me... all over my body...”

“A-and I do love it, but it’s not a good time! Baby, there’s an impatient zebra Queen in our bedroom! She needs your cock! Your huge, satisfying cock... unnngggh... p-please, baby... be reasonable!”

“You want me to what?”

“L-let go of my horn and ask me that again. I’m serious!”

“You want me to eat Queen Zerinyu out, right in front of you? You seriously want the ruler of Equestria to go down on a zebra queen like a drunk filly-fooler, licking and slurping at her juicy slit, just so she’ll be extra creamy when you shove your dick inside her?”

“W-wow, actually... yeah, that sounds fun!”

*muah!*

“Yes, of course! In fact, I think this is what’s been missing from our relationship recently. I’ve been sitting to the side and watching you, when I ought to be hopping into bed and joining in! You and I should be breeding mares together — that’s the way of true friendship!”

“Alright, we’ll pleasure Zerinyu together, as husband and wife. But don’t think that this excuses you from your marital duties! The moment that zebra slut is pregnant, I want both of your hands on my horn, and your cock buried down my throat until you’re shooting dust!”

“Very well, it seems we understand each other. Now, put a big handsome royal smile on your face, and let’s go fuck ourselves a zebra.”

*creak*

*clop-clop-clop* — *gasp!*

“Ah, Queen Zerinyu, so sorry to interrupt~ I see you’re enjoying the nude portrait of my husband.”

“No need to explain, I often ‘entertain myself’ with that one, when he’s away. Once our treaty is finalized, I’ll show you some of the other paintings we’ve had commissioned. Maybe you’d even like to pose with him yourself?”

“Patience, beautiful Zerinyu. My Prince will be studding you in just a moment. But first, let me show you how well Equestria treats her allies~”

*kiss* *lick* *squish*

Wow, she’s just as delicious as Zecora...

*slurp* *pomf!*

What a perv my husband is... getting so hard while he watches his slutty wife go down on another mare!

“Mmm....” *licklicklick* And what a cute little clit. It’ll be so much fun to have Zerinyu on the Friendship Council!

“There you are, sweetie, she’s ready for you now. Slide it in, nice and slow.”

*wink* *squish* *grunt!*

“Oh, Zerinyu, you’re practically glowing already! I can tell your baby’s going to be beautiful.”

“Come on, you two. Spread your legs, move your hips. Let’s add one more foal to our big, happy royal family...”