Twilight was nervous. Her heart was pounding in her chest as the roar of the crowd echoed down the long corridors of Canterlot Castle. It seemed as though all of Equestria had arrived to celebrate the coronation of their newest princess.
“Your subjects await you,” Celestia whispered encouragingly to her student.
“I don’t think I can do this,” Twilight said panicking, “I still have so much to learn. I’m not ready to be a princess yet.”
Celestia smiled sincerely.
“It’s perfectly natural to feel some pre-coronation jitters,” Celestia said, “but don’t worry, my faithful student. You’re ready for this.”
Twilight stared at her reflection. Her regal tiara glistened in the waning afternoon sun. Twilight's new wings were pressed tightly against her fancy dress. She felt sick just looking at them.
“Your wings are so pretty,” Celestia said.
Twilight tried to speak, but she couldn’t find the words. All she could manage was a weak nod.
Celestia’s magic had altered Twilight’s body. In addition to her new wings, she was also slightly taller. It would take months of practice before she learned how to fly.
“This is the moment you’ve been training for since you first became my student,” Celestia said, “All your adventures and friendship lessons were meant to prepare you for the day when you would become a princess.”
“But what about my friends?” Twilight asked, “I don’t want to leave my friends in Ponyville.”
Celestia shook her head knowingly before smiling at her student.
“Becoming an alicorn doesn’t mean you have to leave your friends behind,” Celestia said reassuringly, “I’ve had plenty of non-alicorn friends over the years.”
“Really?” Twilight said hopefully.
“Oh yes,” Celestia said, “I was good friends with Applejack’s great-grandparents before they passed away.”
Twilight’s suddenly felt crestfallen.
“That’s the thing about being an alicorn,” Celestia said, “All your friends will grow old while you remain young and beautiful.”
Twilight imagined herself watching helplessly as her friends grew weak and frail. She felt as though she was going to cry.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. A royal guard had arrived to escort Twilight.
“Princess Celestia,” the guard said, “It is time.”
“Thank you,” Celestia said, “We’ll be right out.”
Celestia turned and looked back at Twilight, who was hyperventilating.
“That’s enough talk for now,” Celestia said, “It’s time for your coronation.”
Twilight stared at her reflection, unable to move. She felt as immobilized as a contestant in a cockatrice staring contest.
Celestia seemed oblivious to her student’s apprehension as she walked away from Twilight and exited the room.
“I’ll be waiting for you at the coronation ceremony,” Celestia said, “Don’t be late.”
Twilight and her escort were now by themselves. Her stomach was in knots and her tongue felt like sandpaper.
There was a lengthy pause, which was eventually broken by Twilight’s escort.
“I served under your brother’s command,” the guard said, “He’s a great leader.”
There was a pause as Twilight thought about her response. Her new wings ruffled as her irritation increased.
“Then why didn’t Celestia make him an alicorn?” Twilight said, “He married an alicorn! Surely they want to be together forever.”
“It’s not my duty to second guess Princess Celestia,” the guard said, “Also, don’t call me Shirley. My name’s Pristine Placard.”
Twilight turned her head and noticed the guard’s cutie mark. It looked like a sheet of gleaming metal. She glanced up and looked into Placard’s eyes.
“You were chosen by Celestia for a reason,” Placard said, “I’m certain you will be as noble a leader as your brother.”
“Well, that makes one of us,” Twilight said, before turning her head back and staring into the mirror.
The ticking clock on the wall drew ever nearer to Twilight’s coronation ceremony.
“Princess Sparkle,” Placard said, “I don’t mean to rush you, but your public is waiting.”
“I don’t know if I’ll ever grow accustomed to being called Princess,” Twilight thought, “Oh, well. I guess I’ll have the rest of my abnormally long life to get used to it.”
With a heavy sigh, Twilight turned around and slowly followed Placard as he led her down the long hallway.
Twilight’s heart felt as though it were in her throat. She didn’t know whether to faint or vomit.
“My friends,” Twilight thought, “I’ll stay young forever while they die all around me. I don’t want this!”
Twilight’s thoughts were interrupted by another voice inside her head.
“This isn’t just about your desires, you know,” the voice said, “You have a duty to your royal subjects.”
Twilight stopped talking for a moment and stood in the hallway.
“Did you hear that?” Twilight asked her escort.
Placard stopped and looked around.
“I’m sorry, Princess,” he said, “I didn’t hear anything except the cheering of your subjects. Now let’s keep moving.”
Twilight reluctantly resumed her march. Her eyes darted around the corridor, as though she half expected to discover the identity of the mysterious voice.
“Do not worry, Twilight Sparkle,” the voice echoed within her head, “You are not going crazy. It is only I, Princess Luna.”
“Princess Luna!” Twilight shouted, “What are you doing inside my head?”
Twilight’s escort turned around, looking slightly concerned. Twilight blushed.
“I was... just thinking about Princess Luna,” Twilight said sheepishly, “We sure had fun the last time she visited Ponyville.”
The guard seemed convinced, while still remaining slightly wary. After hesitating for a moment, Twilight’s escort continued to lead her down the hall.
“How are you able to do this?” Twilight thought.
“As the Princess of the night, I’m able to enter the dreams of ponies.” Luna thought.
“But I’m awake,” Twilight thought, “Besides, it’s daytime.”
“This is a daydream,” Luna thought.
Twilight felt a momentary surge of hope.
“So, is this really all just a dream?” Twilight thought, eagerly, “Am I asleep right now and this coronation is all just happening in my mind?”
“No,” Luna thought, “This is very real. I entered your thoughts because I could sense that you were nervous regarding your coronation.”
“Of course I’m nervous,” Twilight thought, “You’d be scared too if you knew you’d have to watch your friends grow old and die around you.”
“What makes you think this hasn’t already happened to Celestia and me?” Luna said, solemnly.
Twilight felt herself grow very still as she listened intently to Luna’s words.
“Do not think you are alone, Twilight Sparkle,” Luna thought, “My sister and I know what you are experiencing more than most. After returning from one thousand years in exile, the only familiar face I saw when I returned was Celestia. Everypony else on the planet was a complete stranger.”
“I can't even begin to imagine what that must've felt like," Twilight thought, “All I know is, I don’t want to be a princess. I just want to be the adorkable librarian of Ponyville and go on adventures with my friends. There are so many things I haven’t experienced yet.”
“Like sex?” Luna thought.
Twilight blushed.
“How... how did you know?” Twilight thought.
“Lustful thoughts are buried below the surface of your conscious mind,” Luna thought, “When you’ve been inside as many ponies' heads as I have, you learn to spot a virgin’s mind a mile away. Sexual desires consume your thoughts, like a rapacious manticore.”
Twilight felt embarrassment course through her.
“There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Luna thought, “Being an alicorn princess means you can have sex whenever you want.”
Twilight’s eyes went wide as she pursed her lips.
“Really?” Twilight whispered quietly in a voice that was both nervous and eager.
“Of course,” Luna thought, “Why do think we keep so many guards around? For protection? Not hardly. Celestia and I have stallions on standby whenever we need them to scratch a royal itch.”
Twilight gulped as she stared at Placard’s posterior. Her eyes were fixated on his taut and toned flank. She wondered if she could really command him to do anything and have it be obeyed.
“He’s got a cute butt, doesn’t he?” Luna thought.
Twilight shut her eyes tight.
“You can see what I see?!” Twilight thought nervously.
“Of course I can see what you see. I’m inside your head, aren’t I?” Luna thought, “Don’t worry though. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Your sexual desires are perfectly normal... Well, except for this one involving a penguin and a jar of mayonnaise. You should probably seek professional psychiatric help for that one.”
“Get out of my head!” Twilight thought angrily, her face now flushed with embarrassment.
“Alright!” Luna thought, “I’ll go. But remember, Twilight Sparkle. Being a princess isn’t all about selfless sacrifice and ageless nobility.”
“It’s not?” Twilight thought.
“No!” Luna thought, “The time in between your royal duties is filled with celebrations of sensual indulgences!”
“When did you become so perverted?” Twilight Sparkle thought.
“You’d be making up for lost time too if you spent one thousand years alone on the moon,” Luna thought, “I’ve still got thousands of revelries ahead of me before I catch up to Celestia’s numbers.”
There was a brief pause as Twilight waited to make sure that Luna was really gone.
“Princess Luna?” Twilight thought, “Are you still here?”
Her introspection was met with silence. When Twilight felt confident that Luna had left, Twilight resumed her thoughts.
“Wild parties may be what Celestia and Luna do for fun, but not me,” Twilight thought, “I want my first time with a stallion to be romantic and intimate.”
“Yeah,” Luna thought, “Fall in love, have a monogamous relationship until he’s too old, then bury him once he dies. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. I tried limiting myself to just one lover for a while, too. Believe me, it becomes quite dull after a while.”
“Luna!” Twilight thought enraged, “You said you were leaving!”
“I am!” Luna thought, “I’m just trying to make you feel better about your situation.”
“You’re telling me I’ll never find a special somepony to spend my life with,” Twilight thought, “All my friends and lovers will die while I endure forever. How’s that supposed to cheer me up?”
“Everypony is your special somepony when you’re a princess,” Luna thought, “You can have your own harem of guards to satisfy your hungers, day or night. What’s so bad about that?”
“What about love?” Twilight thought.
“An alicorn must have a love for her people and a love of life,” Luna thought, “A morose princess never inspired confidence in her subjects nor arousal in her lovers.”
“When Celestia first told me that I was going to become an alicorn, I thought she was joking,” Twilight thought, “Now after listening to you, I’m more worried now than ever.”
“You need something to distract you from your fears,” Luna thought, “Think of all the fun you’ll be able to have after your coronation.”
Luna then began to fill Twilight’s mind with the most lurid of scenarios. The young alicorn felt her heart quicken as she imagined an entire regiment of royal guards catering to her sexual appetites.
As much as Twilight hated to admit it, she was getting turned on by Luna’s dirty talk. She didn’t even notice when her wings began to grow stiff and rise of their own accord.
A huge platform had been erected outside Canterlot Castle. Shining Armor and his wife Cadance were there. They stood beside Celestia, who was waving to the crowd.
Standing next to Celestia was Luna, whose eyes were closed as though she were in a trance. Suddenly, Luna’s eyes shot open and she looked over at her sister.
“Well?” Celestia said, “How is my student feeling?”
“Nervous, as expected,” Luna said, “I did my best to distract her from the harrows of her new calling.”
“Is she coming then?” Celestia asked.
“Yes,” Luna said, “She should be here momentarily.”
Twilight’s best friends from Ponyville were also on the stand. Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie and Spike stood in a row. Each of the mares were wearing a fancy dress for their friend’s coronation. Spike was decked out in a snappy red bow tie.
Rarity had her forehoof around Pinkie, who was crying.
“There, there, Pinkie Pie,” Rarity said, “We’ll see Twilight again.”
“Twilight's too big and important to hang out with us now,” Pinkie said, “She’s gonna want to make new alicorn friends!”
“I’m sure Twilight will still have time for us,” Rarity said, “We are her best friends, after all.”
Rarity’s assuring sentiments were interrupted by the blare of trumpets as Twilight Sparkle made her way out of the castle and onto the platform. Everypony was staring at her, but not for the reason she assumed.
A hush fell over the crowd as they stared at Twilight. Her face was flushed and her wings were stiff. Thanks to Luna’s pep talk, the only thing Twilight could picture was her personal harem of oiled-up stallions, eager to fulfill her basest desires. Her dress helped to hide certain evidences of her libidinousness nature, but some signs of her passion were more difficult to conceal.
Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were among the first to notice Twilight’s heightened state of arousal. Twilight didn’t seem to realize that her wings were fully unfurled.
“Oh my,” Fluttershy said, while hiding her face within her luxurious hair.
The crowd was silent until one pony shouted from the audience.
“Nice wingboner!” the heckler cried.
This crude statement got the crowd going. To see their new Princess with a full wingboner was too much for them to ignore.
The crowd burst out laughing as Twilight’s face turned beet red.
“Wha-what’s going on?” Twilight said, feeling more self conscious than on her worst day in Magic Kindergarten.
Celestia stifled a giggle as she brushed her forehoof against Twilight’s erect wings. The sensation sent a pleasurable vibration throughout Twilight’s body. Nopony had ever touched her wings before.
Celestia leaned in close and whispered to Twilight.
“I know you’re excited for your coronation,” Celestia said, “but try to show some restraint. Nopony wants to see your wingboner.”
Twilight’s pupils became as small as pinpricks. It suddenly dawned on her why everypony in the audience was laughing at her.
“No,” she said, her eyes welling with tears.
“I get wingboners all the time,” Rainbow Dash said, trying to be helpful, “The best cure is to take a cold shower.”
The mirth of the crowd swelled to a dull roar of laughter. Twilight stood there with her eyes shut tight while hoping for a huge comet to hit Canterlot Castle and crush everypony.
Celestia could tell that Twilight was mortified. The Sun Goddess raised a forehoof, which silenced to snickering crowd.
“My subjects,” Celestia said, “There is no need to mock. Who amongst you hasn’t shown signs of arousal at inopportune times?”
There was a murmuring throughout the crowds and several nods of agreement. Twilight opened one of her eyes and glanced at Celestia. The two royal sisters stepped forward and addressed the huddled masses.
“I’m quite proud of my faithful student,” Celestia said, “She has agreed to accept this most difficult of callings. Her willing sacrifice should serve as an inspiration to you all.”
“And as for her wingboner,” Luna said, “There’s no shame in that. A proper princess is always candid and direct in her dealings. Twilight was simply following this principle by not hiding her feelings from you, no matter how embarrassing they may be.”
There was a pause as Luna waited for her message to sink in. When all eyes were on her, she continued.
“When a princess sees something she wants, she goes for it,” Luna said, hungrily.
Without another word, Luna turned her head and kissed her sister full on the mouth. The entire crowd gasp as Celestia and Luna played a public game of tonsil hockey.
Celestia was shocked at first, but sensing Luna’s plan, she upped the ante by making several loud, sensual moans.
Twilight and her friends stared with open mouths as the royal sisters continued their passionate kiss.
After what felt like a small eternity, Celestia and Luna released one another from their loving lip lock. A thin strand of saliva connected their lips as the two sisters gasped for breath. Their cheeks were flushed as Celestia and Luna looked out into the audience.
The princesses' kiss had a titillating effect on everypony in the audience, which was most noticeable on all attending pegasi.
“There!” Luna said, triumphantly, “Now you all have wingboners!”
The ponies looked around at their aroused states and laughed about how stupid and petty they had been.
“Licentiousness isn’t something to mock!” Luna said, “A healthy libido should be celebrated!”
Celestia nodded sweetly, before stepping forward to address the crowd.
“Will you please join my sister and me in welcoming Equestria’s newest princess?” Celestia said, “Twilight Sparkle!”
A cheer rose up from the audience as the sisters stepped aside and allowed Twilight Sparkle to take center stage. Her embarrassment from earlier dissipated as she found herself surrounded by loving friends and family.
Once the coronation ceremony was over, Twilight said goodbye to her friends and gave Spike a farewell hug.
"Go home and pack your things," Twilight said to Spike, "You and Owlowiscious are coming to live here with me."
When Twilight looked up, her friends were all staring at her, with sad eyes.
"Oh, girls," Twilight said, longingly, "I'll write you letters each week and visit whenever I can."
Pinkie Pie's lip was quivering. Applejack and Rainbow Dash tried to be strong, but they also felt saddened by Twilight leaving.
"Just remember," Twilight said, "You made me the pony I am today. Without your lessons in friendship, I would never have been ready for this assignment. I'll never forget any of you."
Twilight felt herself getting choked up as she thought about her friends and their relatively short lifespans. Twilight resolved that she would keep her friends' memories alive long after their deaths.
After a tearful farewell, Twilight's friends boarded the train back to Ponyville. Twilight then slowly made her way to one of the castle’s many guest rooms.
“Sleep well, Princess Sparkle,” Celestia said, “We have important matters to discuss in the morning.”
Twilight watched as Celestia and Luna walked down the hall. Luna turned her head back for a moment and gave Twilight a suggestive wink. Twilight blushed and looked away.
When she opened her eyes, a familiar guard was standing in front of her.
“Placard!” Twilight said, surprised.
“You were wonderful out there, your majesty,” Placard said, “We could use more calm heads like you on the battlefield. You’re not one to crack under pressure.”
“Well, I don’t know about that...” Twilight said, sheepishly. She smiled at Placard before looking away.
“I wanted to thank you for having confidence in me,” Twilight said, “If it weren’t for you, I might still be too afraid to come out of my dressing room.”
“Helping princesses feel at ease is part of my job description,” Placard said, while snapping a salute, “If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask.”
Luna’s explicit imagery was flashing in Twilight’s mind as she thought about her and Placard engaging in various acts of wanton carnality.
Twilight bit her lip and quickly ran towards the winding stairs, in an effort to flee the temptation. She stopped herself before she got too far away.
"If I'm going to be an alicorn," Twilight thought, "I may as well start enjoying the perks."
Twilight stood at the foot of the stairs with her back to the guard. She addressed him without turning around.
“Pristine Placard,” Twilight said, while attempting to sound as regal as possible.
“Yes, princess?” Placard said, rushing over to her, “How may I serve you?”
“Meet me in my chambers in one hour,” Twilight said. She tried to sound seductive, but there was an unmistakable giddiness in her voice.
Placard grinned. As a stallion known for his stamina, tending to the physical needs of royalty was his favorite part of the job.
“Yes, your highness,” Placard said with a bow, “Will you be needing anything else?”
“As a matter of fact,” Twilight said with a sly grin, “be sure to bring a jar of mayonnaise and a penguin with you.”
The guard's eye gave an involuntary twitch.
