The Fountain of Youth

"The squeaky wheel gets the grease, except for when it doesn't," Flurry Heart said as she pushed the noisy wheelchair through the halls of the Crystal Palace. The walls echoed the noise, making it even more grating.

"If it's that annoying to you, I can push myself," Shining Armor grumbled. His grey eyebrows furrowed underneath his platinum-white mane.

"We need to get there some time today," she teased. "And knowing you, you'll take a wrong turn and end up going for a tumble down another flight of stairs and break your hip again."

"Oh, I am just never going to live that one down!" he said.

Flurry looked at the elderly pony in the wheelchair. "You just might."

One of the crystal pony guards trotted past them. "Your majesty," he greeted Flurry, before he saw the pony in the wheelchair with the blanket over his lap. "Your Majesties," he corrected, giving a quick bow before he continued to effortlessly trot down the hallway to the meeting hall.

"Ah, to be young again..." Shining mused. Flurry stopped mid-step. Shining said nothing else, hoping they could just both pretend that it hadn't been said out loud at all. Flurry continued on without another word, only the sound of the old chair's wheels, carrying the even-older stallion.

~

Shining snorted with a start and blinked awake. The meeting hall was empty except for him and Flurry. "I... I think I nodded off for a second there. How long until the meeting starts?" he asked.

"It's already over," she said. "You fell asleep about a minute into it. You don't remember?"

He grumbled. "Bah, all these meetings are blurring together. Just give me the highlights."

"It's okay. Mom and I took care of it."

"Hmff. I didn't even need to be here!" he complained. "The world has already forgotten about me."

"Mom and Auntie Twilight haven't," she said, putting her hoof on his. "I haven't."

"What time is it?" he asked.

"Lunch time," she answered, knowing that was his next question. "What are you hungry for?"

"I don't care. Something with peanut butter," he said.

~

Flurry used a napkin to wipe the bit of mess from the corners of her father's mouth.

"Knock it off! I can do it myself. I'm not a damn foal!" he snapped indignantly. His horn glowed to grab a napkin, getting it about halfway to his mouth before it flickered and failed. He winced in pain and rubbed his forehead. "This is no way to live." His hoof picked up the napkin and he wiped his face with it.

"There's more to living than just surviving."

Princess Cadance strode into the dining room. "Hello sweetheart!" she greeted, vivacious as ever.

"Hello, love," he replied.

"What do you say we draw you a bath?" Cadance asked him.

"Yeah, yeah..."

"Somepony is being grumpy. Don't you like bath time?" she asked.

"Not when you say it like that!" he yelled.

"Sounds like somepony needs a nap time too!"

"Mom, stop it."

"I'm just teasing."

"Well, it's not funny," Flurry said. Shining clearly wasn't laughing.

Cadance composed herself. "No. You're right. I'm sorry dear." She wheeled him off to the royal suite washroom.

~

Shining sat in the bathtub, looking at his decrepit reflection in the bathroom mirror as Cadance washed his thin mane.

"I feel old," he said. "I'm tired all the time and everything hurts."

"I know," Cadance said.

"I didn't mean to get so snippy earlier," he apologized. "I know I needed a bath. I haven't lost my sense of smell at least. And a nap does sound good after this. I was just mad because it was true."

"I know. I'm sorry too." She used the pitcher to rinse the shampoo from his mane. "You know, Tia warned me that you would break my heart one day. I always thought she was just being over-protective, like no stallion would ever be good enough for me. Or that you were some kind of cheater. But I realized that it was because you're-"

"Mortal."

"..."

"..."

"I know," Cadance continued. "I knew. But I married you anyway. Even when I knew you would break my heart someday."

"I'm sorry."

"Shiny, it's not your fault."

"I know... But I'm sorry anyway."

"..."

"..."

"Hey, I have an idea," she said. "Let's get you set up in bed with some pillows, and I'll get Little Shiny out of the toy box, and you can watch just how much you still make me cum?"

That got him to smile.

"Oh Shiny! Oh yes! Yes! Fuck me!"

Cadance stood at the end of the bed, purposefully between him and the enormous vanity mirror behind her so he could see her from every angle as she went to town on herself. Little Shiny had originally come from a Clone-A-Willy kit they had used in the early years of their marriage, for when they had to travel separately for various matters of the state. It had been remade and replaced as the years went on from wear and tear.

But the original toy was never discarded. It existed now as a trophy, a monument, a memorial to that stallion he once was. More practically, it served as the mold to make fresh replacements. It was as close to the real thing that she had left. He could not remember the last time his flag had made it to full staff. Even with Neighagra, it was nowhere near his former glory. Needless to say, to see his wife plowing herself with his replica toy was bittersweet. He enjoyed it, even as he could not enjoy himself.

"I'm cumming!" she moaned, "I'm cumming again!" He watched her winking pussy drip fresh wetness onto the tile floor.

Her dazed eyes looked up at him in the mirror. His eyes were fixed on her backside. Though she had his attention, he watched with reserved fascination like somepony watching a ballet performance. The passionate stallion she once knew would have been drooling and pulling at his hoofcuffs just to get a bit closer to the action.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked through her panting.

"Oh yes," he answered with as much enthusiasm as he could. Though the blanket lacked a tent, his heartbeat was nonetheless racing in excitement.

"Well, I hope that can hold you over..." she said as she caught her breath, and grabbed a towel for clean-up. "Until I get back from Canterlot."

"Again?" he asked.

She nodded. "Just for the weekend this time. You'll be okay. I scheduled that cute nurse, Amethyst to look after you."

"Ugh, but her accent is so annoying," he complained.

"Okay, well, Flurry will still be here too for most things. I just figured it'd be good to have Amethyst around incase of... anything embarrassing."

"Hardy har."

"I can do this," Shining told himself. "It's not even that far. I can do this." He rolled over to sit at the edge of the bed. He slid off, and steadied himself against the banister. His ankles knees and hips were a symphony of popping bubble wrap as he put his weight onto his legs. He grit his teeth and realized he'd have to make a stop at the medicine cabinet while he was up. That was fine, it was practically on the way to his destination. "Just one hoof in front of the other. One step at a time..."

Somewhere between his hip and his knee, a nerve got pinched and the whole limb when numb. His weight shifted and he crumpled onto the rug, sparing his bones a hard landing. Not that it didn't hurt tremendously. His scream was unbecoming of a stallion. The bedroom door flew open. He expected Amethyst to admonish him, again, for trying to be independent. Instead...

"Daddy!?" Flurry Heart rushed over and knelt beside him. "Did you fall out of bed!?"

"I-" Shining grit his teeth to keep from crying out again. "Fuck that's gonna bruise! I was trying to get-" His eyes looked towards the bathroom.

"It's okay," she assured him. "I've got you!" In a deft combination of her hooves, wings, and magic, she carefully lifted him up onto her back to carry him. The awkward position placed an uncomfortable pressure on his abdomen. Flurry felt a rush of warmth soaking through her tail and running down her backside.

"No!" Shining cried out in shame as he soiled himself.

"It's-okay-it's-okay-it's-okay!" Flurry said, trying to reassure him as he started to openly sob. She moved as fast as she safely could towards the bathroom. Getting him to the toilet would be a waste of time now. She multitasked her magic to grab the shower chair and place it in the stall, and then him onto it, taking care to keep him held steady.

"I'm sorry!" he cried. It wasn't that she ignored him. But she was seeing to the more important task at hoof.

"Hold this," she instructed him, putting his hoof onto the shower railing. He held on as he was told and she pulled the shower head off of its holster. She pointed it away from them until the water could warm up and found that the shower head was still set to 'massaging pulse'... presumably from the last time her mother had used it. Paying the thought no particular mind, she adjusted it to a wide, gentle spray as the water warmed up.

"I'm so sorry!" Shining sobbed. He kept his eyes averted, even as he kept them clenched shut. Not to spare her modesty, but in shame. He couldn't bring himself to look at her after what had just happened. She diligently rinsed his fur back to a pristine white and then directed the water at herself. She rinsed her tail, rump, and her legs.

In the faint reflection of the shower stall glass, she saw him react to the absence of water on him. His eyes opened and looked in her direction, where she currently had the shower's water stream directed up under her tail...

To rinse.

Her mind returned to the present moment and she turned off the water. She turned back around to find his eyes clenched shut. As they surely had always been. She pushed the thought from her mind as she stepped out of the shower stall to fetch a couple of towels. She dried herself as best as she could while he stayed seated, leaning against the inside of the shower stall. Then she gave him a towel to dry himself. To spare him of her drying his lower half for him. Though she still needed to, a bit.

She, more carefully, helped him back to bed.

"Flurry, I need you to do something for me..." he said.

Flurry's wings sprang open, the stiffest she could remember in years. This was it. He was finally going to ask her to save him.

"I need you to smother me."

Her wings wilted along with her excitement. "Wait... do you mean literally!?"

He nodded. "Flurry, I can't walk on my own, I can't eat or bathe on my own. I can't even pee on my own!"

"You can pee on your own daughter," she said.

"And those kind of jokes are not helping!" His face turned a darker shade of red.

"Daddy, it's okay! I'm okay! It's not a big deal!"

"It is! Please! Just let me die with what little dignity I have left."

"There's no such thing!" Flurry screamed. "Mortal bodies break down. Sometimes when you're ninety, sometimes before you're even born, but there's never any dignity in it! I don't care if you can walk, see, or wipe your own ass. It's always ugly! Always!" Tears streaked down his cheeks. "You can live with dignity, but you can't die with it!"

"Please... You can tell Cadance that I begged you to do it." He looked at her with sad, desperate eyes. "Forced you to do it."

Flurry Heart shifted him in the bed, grabbed the pillow from under his head, and held it in her hooves as she straddled his body. She took a dep breath. "You did force me to..." She threw the pillow away and shifted her hips forward to straddle his face.

"Flurry!" Shining tried to object. His hooves pawed fruitlessly at her to try to push her away. His horn glowed, blinked and fizzled as his magic failed him yet again.

"I'm sorry, Daddy!" Flurry cried as she started masturbating into his mouth, using her hoof and magic. "You can hate me later if you have to!"

"Mmff! MMFff!" Shining was almost properly smothered between her thighs. She shifted herself to let him be able to breathe through his nose while keeping her marehood planted firmly against his mouth. His bursts of hot breath from his nostrils against her winking clitoris were almost as effective as her magic inside her pussy, massaging hard against her g-spot, trying to milk as much as she could from herself for him.

"F-fuck!" Flurry cursed. She was trying to cum as quickly as possible. But forcing herself upon her own father was hardly a turn-on to her. Just the same, she could feel her orgasm building up. Though she could feeling building faster than she had ever remembered, she felt no quicker to her climax. But it was coming. It was just taking longer to get to a much larger peak. "D-Daddy..." she cried. His resistance broke. His hooves stopped pushing her, and instead, grabbed her hips. His jaw relaxed and, at last, she felt his tongue against her marehood.

"Daddy!" She cried out. Her hoof gripped his horn to hold steady as her dam broke. Her pussy quivered and trembled. "Hnng! HNNG!" She made effort to flex and squeeze her abdominal muscles, straining, trying to force herself to squirt as much as possible into his mouth. He looked up at her with worried eyes as he held his breath and his cheeks ballooned.

She looked down at him with pleading eyes. "I'm sorry! Please Daddy!" She held her hoof over his nose. "Please swallow!" His throat flexed and his cheeks deflated as he swallowed his daughter's maregasm. Once she was sure that he had drank all of it, she lifted her hoof and hips just enough for him to gasp for fresh air.

For several long minutes she just squatted there above him. Fear and doubt flooded her mind. What if what had happened with Pound Cake was a coincidence? What if there was some other factor that caused him to de-age? What if she had just done this to her father for no good reason?

Just as the grey had invaded years ago, a narrow streak of blue returned to her father's mane. The wrinkles in his face looked just slightly less deep.

"Flurry?" he looked up at her with curious concern.

"You're looking better already!" she said. But he still looked very old. She had no clue what the scale of the magic was. Was it a year per orgasm? Per squirt? Was it by sheer volume? All she knew for sure was, "You still need a lot more!"

"FlurrmMMPH!" Shining tried to say before his mouth was filled with his daughter's pussy again.

Already past the point of no return, she was filled with renewed confidence. "I want you to look as young as you were the day I was born!" she declared. Her magic reached out to the kitchen and grabbed a couple bottles of water and an electrolytes potion. "I have no idea how hard it's going to be, or long it's going to take to shave fifty years off your age," she said. She bit her lip as her magic inside her pussy was joined by his tongue. She strained and squeezed, squirting several more jets of marecum from her fountain of youth. She could feel her father's mouth sucking as he swallowed. "But that's okay," she panted. "We have all weekend!"

With each helping from her fountain, he felt younger, indeed. But he didn't feel young until she felt him poking her in the back. She looked over her shoulder at his erection, poking up through her draped tail on his belly, throbbing in time with his heartbeat, slapping against her back.

"Daddy!" she said with faux shock.

"Stop it with the Daddy, bit. You're a grown mare."

"But you're still my Daddy," she said, somewhere between teasing and sincere. "My big, strong Daddy!" Her magic reached back and wrapped around his penis. His hoof grabbed her mane.

"Hey! Can we please try to keep this clinical?" he asked.

"You're allowed to enjoy it," she said. "I won't tell Mom if you don't."

Shining looked over at the mirror. There was more blue in his mane now than grey. His wrinkles were almost completely gone, along with the bags under his eyes. And his penis in her magical grip was the biggest he had seen it since his wedding night.

"Flurry! There is no way that she isn't going to know how this happened! I mean, look at me!"

"I can live with that," Flurry said. "We'll just tell her what we need to. We did it the one time and you were young again. She doesn't need to know about..." Her magic started stroking his dick.

Shining's magic returned with his youth and he picked her up off of him, throwing her next to him onto the bed. He sprang into motion and got himself upright. "Gah!" He yelled out as his joints popped. The twinge in his back told him that he had been perilously close to throwing it out from the stunt. Before she could react, he held her again with his magic, keeping her pinned against the mattress.

"You're right," he said. "We're doing this just this one time!" He winced, holding his side with his hoof. His magic pushed her legs back to either side of her head. "And only until my back stops hurting!"

Flurry couldn't hide her grin as he pressed his face down into her presented pussy, taking the active role now, licking deeply inside her. Before she could start using her magic to help, he beat her to it. He must have gotten plenty of practice with her mom, because he knew exactly what he was doing inside her. He licked and sucked her winking clitoris as his magic pressed against her g-spot, firmly milking it even better than she had been doing herself. All the more so that it was somepony else doing it to her.

His magic grabbed her hooves to put onto her legs and she understood, holding them back and freeing him up to focus on her marehood. She didn't have to hold him or force him to do anything anymore. He could tell she was getting close as she tensed and trembled.

"D-Daddy!" she cried out. He wrapped his hooves around her thighs and held on as her hips bucked and her pussy squirted again. His erection slapped against the underside of his belly while he kept his lips pressed tightly against hers, swallowing every last bit.

Flurry Heart sat at the dining table. Her father sat beside her, looking almost identical to himself in his wedding photo on the wall. Aside from the fact that he, both of them, looked like they had gotten their hooves caught in the cookie jar.

Princess Cadance stood on the other side of the dining table, looking back and forth between them. "I'm not even going to ask how this happened, because I already know," She scolded. They both just looked down at their hooves. "Part of me wants to be thankful. But what now? What are we going to tell ponies when they find out that their prince is looking and acting like he's twenty again!?"

"I... found the fountain of youth," Shining said, as he blushed in embarrassment.

"I mean, he's not wrong," Flurry mumbled.

"Great!" Cadance sarcassed. "And when other ponies ask where it is, to use it?"

"I... I don't think it works anymore..." Flurry said. Shining turned a darker shade of red.

"What?" Cadance asked in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Shining wanted to disappear as Flurry blushed a deeper shade of red. "I think it only worked when I was... a virgin."

Cadance's face turned red for an entirely different reason. "What the fuck do you mean, WAS!?"