Demoralizing Demonstration

Giggling like a schoolfilly, Celestia pulled Cadance into the master bedroom of the Crystal Empire’s castle. She’d done it - she’d finally done it. After months of compliments and flattery, ultimately leading to forbidden promises and surreptitious fondling, she was going to get the chance to give the Princess of Love she’d remember for a lifetime. As she closed and locked the door, a thrilled shiver ran up her spine.

“So naughty,” Cadance tittered as Celestia pulled her close.

Celestia smirked and tightened her grip on the young alicorn’s bounteous backside. “I’m not being naughty ~ if I was, I’d do something like this…”

Slipping her hand around, she caressed the plump, sopping wet mound of Cadance’s marehood. Forbidden fruit is often the sweetest - the adage was as old as time, and it was particularly true about the Princess of Love. She knew it was wrong to fool around with anypony who was taken, especially if said pony was a fellow royal and the ruler of a neighboring empire, but she simply couldn’t help herself.

Cadance was the most gorgeous mare she’d ever laid her long-lived eyes upon. Tall, voluptuous, and with a tush that could and often would turn heads in public, she was a sight to behold. While there were many ponies who would have killed for the chance to sleep with her, there was only one who was bold and worthy enough to wrestle her from her husband’s lackluster clutches.

Withdrawing her hand and lifting it to her face, Celestia stepped back and sniffed her fingers. “Exquisite…”

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” Cadance murmured.

“And your patience shall be rewarded,” Celestia mused. “Now that you’re in heat, and with Shining out attending to his duties, we’ll be able to have a bit of fun.”

It took everything she had to restrain herself, yet she was able to maintain her composure. Closing the gap between them, she embraced and began steadily undressing Cadance. Like a fine wine or brandy, the Princess of Love was something to be savored slowly, and she wanted to commit every magical moment of the evening to memory.

Cadance softly groaned and writhed as her dress was unzipped and slipped down her buxom physique. “I…I’ll do you next…”

“Perhaps,” Celestia hummed. After unclasping and removing the younger mare’s bra, she leaned in and tenderly kissed one pink, rigid nipple. “You’ll make a fine mother…”

The assertion was one of, if not the main reason she’d chosen to make her move. Cadance had phenomenal potential as both a ruler and an alicorn, and to see her wasted on a mere stallion would be tantamount to heresy. Ordinarily speaking, had she been anypony else, it would have been impossible for her to actually do anything substantial with such a fertile, comely mare - fortunately, she was far from ordinary.

Having laid Cadance bare, stripping her of everything but her heels, she shied away to appraise her impending mate. “Absolutely phenomenal.”

“Even this?” Cadance meekly inquired as she turned and fondled her ample rump.

“Especially that,” Celestia hastily replied.

She’d always had a particular fondness for mares with a generous amount of cake - so much so that the sight of Cadance’s fat, fuckable ass had an immediate and profound effect. The blood in her veins ran hot, the fires of her lust burned bright, and the fabric over her groin gradually tented. With no reason to draw things out, she unclipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor.

“Ah ah,” she tutted when Cadance inched forward. “I’ll do the honors.”

Hooking her thumbs over the waistband of her panties, she bent over and drew the undergarment down her legs. Cadance had some idea of what she was packing, although nothing could have prepared her for this moment. As she rose to her full, incredible height, her stallionhood jerked upward and throbbed menacingly.

Cadance covered her muzzle and stifled a gasp. “Y…you’re huge!”

“Guilty,” Celestia smugly intoned. “Be a dear and lie down for me.”

Casting herself onto the bed with a resounding Pomf, Cadance rolled to her back and quickly made herself comfortable. “Oh jeez ~ what am I going to tell Shining?”

The mention of Shining, her betrothed, ran contrary to her actions. Spreading her legs like a common whore, she shamelessly caressed her engorged, winking marehood. For anypony so overjoyed to commit adultery would have been provocative in one way or another, evoking excitement or enmity, although it was hardly shocking. As the Princess of Love, the embodiment of carnality, she must have known that her husband could never compare to a living goddess.

“Tell him whatever you like,” Celestia purred. Lazily stroking herself off, she shifted to one side to proudly display her gargantuan endowment. “I could always make you a toy of my stallionhood, should you truly wish to explain why you won’t be satisfied with him.”

Gnawing her lower lip, Cadance nodded and jammed two fingers into herself. “M…mm-hmm..”

Celestia peeked downward and smiled at her tremendous length. She was naturally taller than the overwhelming majority of her subjects, standing head and shoulders above all but the most towering, although her stallionhood put her in a class all her own. Nearly as long as her arm, thicker than her wrist, and with a fat medial ring situated near its base, her bitch-breaking cock was a well-kept secret to all but Luna, Twilight, and a select few members of the Canterlot castle’s staff she’d occasionally sate herself with.

“Want it?” she breathed.

“More than anything,” Cadance whined.

Strutting over to the foot of the bed, Celestia gingerly grasped Cadance’s ankles and dragged her to the very edge of the mattress. She couldn’t say if it was funny or sad that the Princess of Love would soon be carrying her bastard foal, but she was certain of one thing - it was too fitting. Though prima nocta had been outlawed centuries ago, it was only natural that she, the most powerful, influential, and gifted pony in all of Equestria take what she wanted.

Her smirk broadened as she kissed her cock-head to Cadance’s drooling entrance. “You sure?”

Cadance opened then quickly closed her mouth. In deafening silence, her hand ran over her breasts, down her abdomen, and to her groin. She’d been expected to reply, to say something - anything to answer the colossal she-stud, although her mute reaction spoke volumes. Spreading herself open and exposing her slickened, rosy depths, she turned her heavily-lidded gaze up to Celestia’s face.

“Well that answers that,” Celestia chuckled.

Squaring off and resting the nubile Princess’ legs on her shoulders, she squatted down and drove her hips forward as gently as she could. Cadance writhed and arched her back as the pressure on entrance mounted. She wouldn’t - couldn’t give up, and she had a few tricks up her sleeve to ensure she got what she wanted.

As her horn flared to life, a golden aura surrounded Cadance’s clit. “Deep breath…”

The suggestion was more of a courtesy than anything. For as long as she’d gone without getting any relief, intentionally abstaining from anything sexual for nearly a month, she wasn’t going to leave the room until she’d thoroughly emptied her balls straight into Cadance’s cum-starved foal-factory. Little by little, keeping her urges in check, she pressed forward until her efforts were rewarded.

Pop

“Oh buck,” Cadance gasped while writhing atop the sheets.

Celestia went still, keeping only the tip of her shaft entombed as she let her lover accommodate to the monstrous intrusion. She’d been through this many times before, and it was always the same. Any mare who was lucky enough to experience her enormity often struggled at first, stretched wider than they would have been with any mere stallion, although Cadance was, like her, a cut above the rest.

Easing herself deeper, she savored every inch of her mate’s depths. Hot and delectably snug, Cadance’s marehood felt downright virginal - then again, that was hardly a surprise. Shining was a fine stallion in every regard, both as a husband and a Prince, although he couldn’t dare to dream of wielding such an exquisite, titanic weapon as her stallionhood.

She bottomed out quicker than she would have liked, nesting the battering ram-like crown of her dick against Cadance’s cervix, and braced herself. Knowing that Shining would never again be able to satisfy his wife, she almost felt bad for the Prince - almost. Rolling her hips back and unsheathing a portion of her length, she exhaled and started to move.

Each thrust was delivered tenderly and with the utmost care, and every single one was accompanied by a hushed gasp, whimper, or moan of delight. The view of Cadance beneath her was superb, lying supine atop the bed, but it was only one facet of the extraordinary exchange. She drew in the heady scent of estrus with every breath she took, she could practically feel the young Princess’ desire to be bred, and the sinful sounds of heavy breaths and pleased groans crafted a lilting symphony.

For as long as she’d fantasized about this fateful tryst, the reality did not disappoint. Cadance was one of, if not the most gorgeous mare in all the land, so it was only fitting that she found herself with an equally impressive lover. Call it destiny, natural selection, or anything you’d like, but they were made for one another.

Grabbing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, Cadance peeked up at her. “H…harder…”

A twisted, wolfish smirk split Celestia’s muzzle. If Cadance wanted it harder, she could certainly deliver on that front. Altering her stance ever so slightly, dipping her hips and bending her knees, she gave a brutal plunge that simultaneously crushed the mare’s womb and ground her g-spot to a pulp. She’d intended to pace herself, but there was no harm in altering her plans - besides, they had the entire night to themselves.

Shifting her focus to Cadance’s bulging clit, she channeled more power into her horn. There was no need to get the mare off, since it was only a matter of time before she was reduced to a squirting, gibbering mass of ecstasy, although she wasn’t completely self-serving. The quicker she could prove herself a capable and superior lover, the faster Cadance would fully fall under her thrall - the faster Cadance fell under her thrall, the more likely it would be that the newlyweds would part ways.

While her imagination ran wild, her pace quickened. She really didn’t pride herself as a homewrecker, although there was something indulgent about showing mares what a real stud could do. Her ripe, cum-laden balls swung with every buck of her hips, slapping against Cadance’s behind, as she closed her eyes and fantasized about what the future would hold for her.

The concept of claiming another Princess as a concubine was thrilling, and the notion that she’d soon be siring an heir even more so. Dwelling on how her newfound broodmare would take to being paraded through Canterlot, she inched closer to release. Over a millennia of experience with amorous affairs gave her unparalleled technique and endurance - sadly, between all the build-up and the passionate visions assailing her, her stamina waned with alarming speed.

She’d made no attempt to clock herself, but she quickly realized what her enthusiasm had cost her. Her stallionhood flared and pulsed in tune with her thundering heart, and the telltale signs of her impending release became blinding as she sailed to and past the threshold. There was no stopping what was coming, and she couldn’t turn back time - as such, she took the only reasonable course of action.

Burying herself as deeply as possible, she threw her head back and bellowed in conquest. Thick, virile seed coursed through her throbbing shaft and straight into Cadance’s depths. Though her climax had come far faster than normal, it would be the first of many to come. She wiped sweat from her brow while she gazed down upon her lover.

Cadance, appearing wholly unbothered, peered past her and nodded. “Hey, honey.”

“Quite the performance…”

Twisting her head and looking over her shoulder, Celestia froze. “Shining? I thought -”

“Yeah, I know, patrol duty with the guard,” he coolly interrupted. Kicking off his shoes, he hung his vest by the door. “You didn’t think I’d miss this ~ did you?”

“I…I was - Ahem.” Celestia cleared her throat and furrowed her brow. “Cadance and I were - Aaaah!”

Mingled sorcery, turquoise and rose respectively, encompassed her frame and threw her back. The move was so sudden and jarring that it took her completely unawares. At a loss for words, she slammed into a wooden chair and was forcibly seated several feet from the bed. What was Shining doing back so early? Had Cadance known about her husband’s return? Had this been some sort of trap or perverse game? Beset with questions, she opened her mouth and was quickly muzzled by a gag.

“Mmmmph nnf mmmph?!” she protested from around the rubber ball in her maw.

“You didn’t really think this was going anywhere ~ did you?” Cadance laughed. Shaking her head, she stood and sauntered over to Celestia. “Listen, I know most mares think bigger is better, but that’s just not true.”

Unbuttoning his shirt, Shining chuckled. “It’s really not, and we figure we’d prove it.”

Celestia glanced between the two and scowled. She could overwhelm any single pony in arcane might easily, although trying to overpower an alicorn and a well-trained unicorn would be nearly impossible. Rolling her eyes, she reclined and made herself comfortable. If they thought they could prove anything to her, they were sorely mistaken.

“I don’t think she believes us,” Shining glibly remarked while loosening his belt.

“That’s alright - after all, experience is the best teacher,” Cadance noted. Dragging Celestia over to the bedside, mere feet from where she’d stood moments prior, she turned and hopped back onto the mattress. “Since you’re such a fan of my big, soft tushy, I thought you’d like this angle.”

“Kinda surprised she didn’t want doggy to begin with,” Shining added.

Cadance shrugged as she got on all fours and pressed her chest to the bed. “Her loss. You almost ready, Shiny?”

“Sure am,” he chirped. “See, this is more than you need right here…”

Looking over and to the Prince, Celestia did a double take. His dick was rock hard, standing proudly at his groin, although his little soldier was anything but impressive. At a mere fraction of her endowment, both in length and girth, his tool looked downright sad compared to the semi-flaccid behemoth resting between her thighs.

Oh this was going to be hilarious. She’d just resized Cadance’s marehood by an order of magnitude, so Shining would have all the luck of a hotdog being flung down a hallway. Making herself comfortable, she snorted indignantly and bided her time. Soon enough, the instant he was finished with his lackluster performance, she’d show him how a mare was properly rutted.

“Wait wait wait,” Cadance bleated. Pushing herself up and whipping around, she faced her husband. “Let me warm you up first.”

“Mares,” he snickered. Swinging his eyes over to Celestia, he shot her a wink. “You know how they are when they’re excited.”

Seeing somepony get sucked off was nothing new, yet being forced to spectate a pair of ponies going at it, and with one of the two being a mare she’d just plowed, was a first for Celestia. Spoiled for choice, her attention was torn between Cadance’s pouting lips, swaying breasts, and round, soft tush. While she wasn’t that upset, understanding that the couple must have been playing some droll, twisted game, Shining’s words struck a chord with her.

Eyeing Cadance’s rear, she swallowed a mouthful of drool. She couldn’t have cared less about the blowjob being performed, but the thought that she’d squandered her first round with missionary rubbed her the wrong way. As her stallionhood stirred, provoked by the spectacle before her, her mood soured.

Cadance pulled back and cleared her muzzle while waggling her tush. “I’ve been waiting for this…”

“Like I haven’t,” Shining mirthfully countered. Bending over and kissing the tip of her horn, he beamed. “Turn around for me, babe, let’s give our guest a show.”

Since averting her gaze would be a sign of capitulation, Celestia glared at the duo while they got into position. Spinning around and presenting herself, with her knees on the edge of the mattress, Cadance flicked her flagged tail to the side. Shining swiftly followed suit, stepping in behind his betrothed and clasping her hips.

They hummed in unison as they became one. While Shining slid into her, unhurriedly hilting himself, Cadance bucked back and pressed her rump against him. Stories of the royal couple were whispered far and wide, with tales of their passionate nights circulating throughout the Crystal Empire and beyond, and they’d been well-earned.

Draping himself over Cadance’s back, Shining turned her head to one side. “I love you…”

“I know,” she cooed before locking lips with him.

The display was nauseatingly sweet, although it wasn’t long before something caught Celestia’s eye. A pool of juices was collecting under Cadance’s crotch, her hair was standing on end, and her tone was a far departure from what it had been when she’d been getting her insides rearranged. Could - no, there was no way that the Princess of Love wasn’t faking this ~ was there?

With her toes curling, seconds after Shining had started screwing her in earnest, Cadance mewled and quivered like a leaf in the wind. Rivers of nectar gushed from her spasming marehood as her toes curled and fingers tightly gripped the bed sheets. Feigning pleasure was easy, so simple anypony with an ounce of experience could do, but pretending to climax in such a bombastic way was impossible.

As unfathomable as it was, Cadance had cum. “F…fuck…”

“Quick shot,” Shining teased. Straightening up, he playfully spanked her backside. “Don’t quit on me - Oomph.”

Cadance threw her weight back and smirked over her shoulder. “We are not done yet, big colt…”

With his fingers sinking into her broad, foal-bearing hips, Shining gave a particularly hard thrust. Sparks and arcs of magic crackled from Cadance’s horn as her body lurched forward. Somehow, despite the Prince’s shortcomings, he was doing what Celestia had not.

Celestia sat wide-eyed and awe-struck. How? How in the world was Shining outperforming her ~ moreover, had her own performance been that lacking? Recalling the events from minutes prior, when she’d mercilessly fucked Cadance, she came to a startling conclusion. Though she was larger, stronger, and vastly more experienced than the Prince, he was outshining her in every regard.

“Gods yes!” Cadance wailed.

With her concentration sundered by the orgasmic outburst, Celestia briefly closed her eyes. A heady mixture of anger and contempt welled up within her, yet they were countered by an arousal like she’d never known. Maybe it was the novelty of having a peasant achieve something she hadn’t, or perhaps the infuriating circumstances had shone a light on some disgraceful fetish she hadn’t realized she had - regardless, she was far more aroused than she cared to admit.

“You’re so much better than her,” Cadance squealed.

Humping away, Shining delivered a playful smack to his wife’s backside. “I kinda noticed - honestly, I’ve seen colts with better technique.”

Try as she might, Celestia couldn’t ignore the biting words - worse still, the commentary was having an impact on her. The erection she’d regained withered, as if it could somehow hear the conversation, yet she felt more lustful than ever. Unsure of what was happening, or if she could trust her senses, she was forced to act.

She cracked one eye open, peeked down at herself, and balked. Her mighty stallionhood, the tool so grand and terrifying that it had laid dragon lords low, sat limply on her crotch. The confusion of having her sexual prowess surpassed by a simple stallion would have been unsettling enough in and of itself, so the discovery that something was distinctly wrong with her sent her mind into a tailspin.

As she flexed her groin and forced blood into her endowment, her concern became tinged with raw panic. Irrespective of her humiliation, she should have been spectacularly erect - alas, her cock was completely and utterly flaccid. Grimacing and knitting her brow, she tried and failed to get hard until a soft, lilting titter crept to her ear.

“Maybe I can help with that…”

Celestia’s eyes flew up and over to Cadance’s face. Blushing and squirming in her seat, she yelped as she was turned around and tipped back. The magic around her flared while she was eased down with the chair’s back against the floor. Twisting and turning her head, suddenly extraordinarily uneasy with the unforeseen change of pace, she was pulled around and under Shining.

Slowing to a halt, Shining listed to one side and peered down at her face. “How’s the view down there?’

“Mmmph hyph,” Celestia recalcitrantly shot back.

The view from beneath him, having her face positioned almost perfectly under the action, left nothing to be desired. Cadance’s bulging clit, entrance, and sumptuous ass, as well as Shining’s partially entombed length, dominated her vision - even still, her sight wasn’t the only sense which was treated. Taking a breath through her nose, she shuddered.

Cadance bouquet was as wondrous as ever, but it was now coupled with something even more compelling. Though she’d never fancied stallions much, vastly preferring young, shapely mares, she was taken aback by the powerful, virile musk that Shining radiated. Subconsciously lifting her head as much as she could, she helped herself to a closer vantage as the pair picked up where they’d left off.

Totally and completely captivated by the display taking place mere inches from her snout, so close that she could all but taste Cadance’s nectar, she wantonly sniffed the air. The aroma of her own essence, or lack thereof, was just another reminder of her hubris. While the royal couple made love above her, paying her no mind whatsoever, pre-cum drooled from her softened stallionhood.

She had every right to be furious from being treated so poorly by two of her supposed allies, although what animosity lingered within her was consumed by a harsh, undeniable reality. Shining was better than her; it didn’t make any sense whatsoever, and it flew in the face of all logical convention, but he was putting her in her place just by allowing her to observe how a mare was truly claimed.

Cadance’s third and fourth orgasms, coming one right after the other, lent more weight to her suspicions. The arrogance that came with age, power, and of being supremely well-hung, it was a lie - yes, she’d brought many mares to the gates of Nirvana in the past, but that had been from a combination of luck and her size. Blinking away droplets of marish juices, she felt her pulse quicken.

“Almost ready, babe?” Shining sweetly asked while caressing Cadance’s rear.

Lifting her hips, Cadance met his rhythm. “More t…than ready…”

The way they moved was poetry in motion. Shining was neither too rough nor too gentle, while Cadance relaxed on his thrusts and clenched around him on his backstrokes. They acted in perfect concert, their bodies perfectly attuned to one another, and their performance was moments from reaching its crescendo - or so Celestia thought.

Humbled beyond imagining, Celestia was knocked down one peg after another. She lost track of how many times Shining made Cadance cum, her face grew damp from orgasmic nectar and the dregs of the seed she’d expended, and she was made to feel like a rank amateur. All the centuries she’d spent having sex, both with ponies and other creatures from around the globe, meant nothing when compared to a true stud.

Shining’s climax was a thing of terrifying beauty. He didn’t cry out or roar in victory, nor did he fiercely claim his mate - no, instead of being a savage stud, he tranquilly sheathed his pulsing length and deeply kissed his lover. The pair came in concert, hand in hand, and it couldn’t have been more perfect. Poets would be hard pressed to fully capture the momentous occasion, the singular moment of true love, yet they weren’t the only ponies in the room.

Celestia stared in amazement as Shining’s thick, unquestionably virile seed surged into Cadance’s awaiting, eager womb. There was no doubt in her mind that the two would soon be with child, and that any chance she had of claiming the Princess of Love as a mate were erased - still, that was the least of her worries. Overwhelmed with pleasure and shame, she came moments after the couple overhead.

The orgasm which struck her was apocalyptic. Thin, watery jizz weakly spurted and seeped from her lifeless stallionhood while her thoughts were awash with dread and ecstasy. She may have been wrong - in fact, she prayed she was wrong, but she couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that her days of being a commanding she-stud were well and thoroughly over.

Fighting through her rapture, she gazed down at herself with one tear-streaked eye. Her pride and joy, the very package that had meant the world to her, had been stripped from her. The watery seed coating her belly and running down her side held no potency whatsoever, her balls felt empty, and any urge she’d once had to subjugate mares had crumbled to dust. Shining had bested, and she’d yielded in the most pitiful, ignominious way possible.

The patter of something warm landing on her face shook her from her thoughts and brought her back to reality. How long had Shining been within his wife’s heavenly confines? Minutes? Days? An eternity? However long the couple had remained as one, guaranteeing that the seed of life would take root, it came to an inevitable end.

She blinked and turned her head as Shining pulled his semi-rigid stallionhood free. Torrents of his seed washed over her, slathering her countenance in his essence and flooding her sinuses, and there was no escaping it. Weakly coughing and trying to clear her nose, she started when he stooped down and removed the gag from her muzzle.

“Have fun?” he hummed.

Keeping her eyes turned to the side, she refused to answer. So much had happened in such a short period of time that she’d had no way of adequately processing it - furthermore, she didn’t fully understand it. After being ambushed and ensnared, humbled, and quite possibly had lost the ability and willpower to sire an heir herself, she just wanted to go home with her tail tucked between her legs - unfortunately, that would have to wait.

Cadance rolled to her back, swung her legs from the mattress, and touched her feet to the floor. “I’m sure she did ~ didn’t you, Celestia?”

Though her lip quivered, Celestia remained silent - that was, until she peered upward. As Shining stepped back and away, Cadance sideled over to straddle her head. A part of her knew what was coming, that the lovers had a parting gift for her, but she couldn’t believe they’d stoop to such a low. She opened her mouth to protest, to say something - anything to spare herself a final indignity, and was promptly muzzled by the Princess of Love’s slick, winking marehood.

Her eyes rolled, her heart skipped a beat, and she nearly came purely from being mistreated in such a scandalous fashion. Shining and Cadance said nothing, merely snickering like a pair of naughty foals, as her stallionhood twitched impotently and wept barren cum. She was through, the deed was done, although she had a job to do.

Slurping and hungrily digging Shining’s cum out of Cadance, she fought for breath. It was like her whole world was consumed by the young Princess, and the Prince's seed was the metaphorical cherry on top. The cum she drank down was so ambrosial and potent, being an order of magnitude more virile than her own, that she felt unworthy of even tasting it.

She closed her eyes and lapped at Cadance’s sex as a tear of joy and sorrow rolled down her cheek. The flavor of Shining’s heady jizz bathed her palate and flowed down her throat as she swallowed down mouthful after mouthful of the lovers’ juices. While once she was a goddess who had, could, and occasionally would take whomever she so chose, she’d been reduced to nothing more than a pathetic cuck.

“Looks like it just gave up,” Shining muttered.

Celestia softly mewled as a set of toes gingerly ran over her shriveled shaft and worthless balls. They weren’t demeaning her in an overt way, simply chatting nonchalantly about her goods, although being spoken down to in such a fashion did nothing to help her sundered vanity. As Cadance shifted and leaned forward, her snout was driven into the cleft of the Princess’ ass.

In an instant, everything changed. The meaty, velvety entrance against her lips was replaced by a taut, crater-like pucker. Cadance hummed contentedly and eased herself down further, forcing her muzzle all but into the Princess of Love’s divine derriere.

Flicking her dick with a finger, Cadance tittered. “It’s kinda cute now though - way nicer than that big, unwieldy thing she was so happy to show off.”

“Should we get her a cage?” Shining inquired.

“No need,” Cadance quaintly answered. “Even if she can get hard again, which I seriously doubt, it’s not like she’s got any fight left in her ~ isn’t that right?”

“Y…yesh,” Celestia instinctively slurred.

She’d had no desire to respond, yet she had. The cocktail coating her taste buds and gullet, in addition to the considerable amount shellacking her from the bust up, was a testament to how far she’d fallen - nevertheless, it paled in comparison to her eager surrender. She was no stud, she may never have been, and it was her place - her privilege to serve under somepony so superior to herself.

Cadance had been the catalyst, and Shining had been the final nail in her coffin. She wasn’t worth to be with either of them, much less be in their presence, although they’d taken pity on her and shown her the error of her misbegotten, ignorant ways. Size wasn’t everything, though it had taken her a preternatural lifetime to learn that.

Her past was a lie, her present was a maelstrom of conflicting emotions, and her future was a mystery. If she was lucky, she’d find somepony to help her carry on her lineage, possibly Luna or even Twilight Sparkle, although she couldn’t be sure if either one of them would help her - furthermore, she didn’t deserve their aid. The rapture that Cadance and Shining had delivered had upended her world, turning everything she thought she knew of herself on its head, and there was no going back.

Stirring and rising to her full height, with her loins cleaned by Celestia’s tongue, Cadance turned and shuffled to the side. “Well?”

Celestia panted and licked her lips clean. “W…well?”

“You’ll be joining us from now on ~ won’t you?” Cadance pressed.

Shining draped an arm over Cadance’s shoulders and smiled. “Not like you’ll be able to do much more than watch, but we could let you be a fluffer.”

“And tidy us up after we’re done,” Cadance quickly added. “You did a great job, by the way.”

As her eyes darted from Cadance to Shining and back again, the corners of Celestia’s lips turned upwards. She really was blessed; not only had they abolished her ill-conceived, ignorant misconceptions, but they were willing to let her join them again. Nodding, she grinned from ear to ear and uttered a single word.

“Yes…”