[A/N: While this chapter does contain and does lead up to clop, it still contributes to the overall storyline of Lonesome and should not be ignored. I know that not all of y’all like clop but please bear in mind that you don’t have to read the clop; it’s skippable! Anyway, I hope y’all enjoy!]

Princess Luna rested her head onto the man’s chest as she hyperventilated though her mouth which opened and closed like a fish out of water. The alicorn whined in protest as the man, Isaiah, removed himself out of the princess’s lower; he too was panting, but not as heavily as she was.

The morning sun’s rays peaked though the bedchamber curtains; at the moment, Luna didn’t care that they had failed at their one and only job. She focused on other things at the moment, mostly the man she laid on top of as he rubbed her splayed out wings.

After last night's events, they both stayed awake for one another so they could talk and trade sweet nothings. The mare and the man slept peacefully throughout the wee hours of the morning until the sun hovered directly over in the sky. The princess of the night woke up several hours after sun rise due to a rather lively wet-dream she was experiencing in her sleep. The mare who was highly aroused couldn’t help but seductively wake the man laying beside her. Princess Luna was rather happy to know that the man wasn’t bothered that he had been awoken to satisfy her sexuall urges; after all, she was his new girlfriend, or marefriend in the matter.

Now, both Princess Luna and Isaiah rested on the large extravagant bed, feeling each other up and enjoying the close company they held with one another. The princess gave a particular liking towards how the man was able to massage her wings and scratch her back. His talented hands had quickly become something of a dream to the co-ruler of Equestria.

“We oughta get up and get something to eat; Celestia might be wondering if we’re alright.” Isaiah suggested to the princess. “It’s about lunch time I guess.”

Luna rose her head off his chest and looked up to him. “You’re right, getting something to eat sounds rather pleasant at the moment. Last night really made me burn a lot of my energy and left me rather famished.”

When the princess removed herself from both Isaiah and the bed, Isaiah noticed that the fur on her plump flanks were matted and wet due to what had just happened and what had happened last night.

“Hey Lu, we should probably take a quick bath or shower before we head out of here; lord knows I need a good cleaning up.” The human said while wiping off his just used equipment with the bed sheets.

“An excellent idea my beloved!” Princess Luna praised him for his idea. “I shall draw a bath for the two of us.”

As the alicorn princess rushed inside her bathroom, the man leaned back and began to drift back into a light slumber while thinking about Luna.

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Princess Luna and Isaiah strolled into the private dining area of the castle. Princess Celestia and Princess Cadance were rather surprised when the human and fellow alicorn came through the doorway and head towards the cushions by the table to sit on.

Princess Cadance couldn’t help but smile when she noticed how happy her aunt was with Isaiah; the love she beamed out was pure, just as her sister’s was and still is. The princess of love turner her head to look at the eldest princess, she also had a smile that matched her’s.

“A wonderful night I presume?” Princess Celestia questioned the pair, already knowing the answer.

Princess Luna nodded with a happy smile. “Yes, and morning too.”

The eldest and youngest alicorns bared a sly smile towards the mare and man.

When the two plopped themselves down onto their cushions, Isaiah asked, “How’s y’all’s morning going-- or day I should say?”

“Our morning was splendid, as will be our day too.” Celestia answered for herself and her niece. The eldest alicorn turned her head towards the youngest of the trio. “But I have a feeling that somepony’s day will be better than the rest.”

Princess Cadance blushed. “Oh I do hope so, how about you Isaiah, are you ready?”

“I guess I am.” He said while pushing a load of eggs into a tight pile to scoop up. “I’m ready when you’re ready is all I can say.”

“Wonderful!” She sang songed. “How about we leave in two hours? I have somethings that I need to get ready for latter, after that then we can leave and have our fun.”

Without Isaiah noticing, Celestia and Luna hid their giggles; the man was unaware of what was to come in the latter of the day.

As Isaiah ate away, the three princesses conversed with each other with some minor things happening inside their kingdom. Isaiah didn’t pay much attention to what was going on, he could conclude that they were talking about somepony ascending into something; he didn’t understand exactly what they were talking about.

Luna participation in the conversation ended when she focused onto her meal. She took dainty bites and sips out of her drink while the man practically shoved spoonfuls of egg into his mouth. The princess of the night watched with slight amusement as he ate.

Celestia and Cadance, who had long since finished their meal, rose off their cushions and excused themselves from the dining table. Both of the leaving princesses left the room from separate doors, leaving Luna and Isaiah all alone.

“So… what now?” Isaiah asked the princess who sat next to him.

Luna looked down to her empty plate, unsure of exactly what to ask or do. “Wanna go for another round?”

“What do you mean another rou--, er- I don’t think doing that sorta thing in here is a good idea. We would get caught pretty fast if things picked up.”

“It doesn’t hurt to be a little adventurous~” Princess Luna purred to him. “Besides, the staff is gone and both Celestia and Cadance have already left-”

One of the sets of doors open with princess Cadance’s magic enveloping them. The youngest princess popped her head in and smiled to Isaiah and Luna before fully stepping out into full view.

“Whoops, I accidentally forgot some papers in here.” She said while a serie of papers next to her empty plate floated up and towards her. As the papers closed their distance, Cadance noticed that her aunt was blushing while Isaiah gave her a smug look. “Sorry, am I interrupting anything?”

Before Isaiah could make a witty comment, Princess Luna beat him and spoke first. “No you haven’t dear Cadance. Isaiah and I were merely talking about things.”

Princess Cadance giggled. “Were those ‘things’ about last night? I wouldn’t be surprised; by the sound of your loud screams that filled the castle, you were really enjoying it~” Luna froze up in embarrassment. “If it wasn’t for the absence of castle staff, things might've gotten a little shocking for our ponies.

The man couldn’t hold it, he let out a fit of laughter.

“Don’t you have somewhere you have to be?” Princess Luna asked her niece with a glowing blush on her face.

“Oh I guess you’re right!” The princess of love sang. But before she left with her stack of papers, she turned to the human. “When our times has come, I’ll come looking for you.”

Isaiah nodded his head in understanding as the pink alicorn left the dining room. He then turned to the remaining princess and said, “I thought you said they were gone? They’re obviously not.”

“Hush youself!” Princess Luna loudly groaned to the human as he laughed some more.

(Meanwhile…)

Queen Chrysalis sat quietly inside the green-torch lit cave. At her forehooves, a book was open and placed in front of her; a changeling of her’s stole a book from the nearby town of Ponyville. The book wasn’t very entertaining, it was just something to do instead of sitting inside the cave while her three changelings worked tirelessly for love.

The queen flipped a page to continue reading on. The contents of the book was slowly growing more dull at each turn of the page. She wanted something more educational, yet entertaining and intellectual at the same time.

After nine minutes passed, the changeling queen engulfed the Daring Do book in fire, quickly burning it into gray ashes.

“Only a simpleton would enjoy such a foalish book!” She mused to herself while standing up to her full height.

She wanted to scorn the changeling that fetched the simple-reading book instead of something more advance; she couldn’t find it in her heart to yell at the drone, after all the drone couldn’t read and decipher which book is different from the rest.

Queen Chrysalis took a few slow breaths to calm herself down, there was no need to get overworked by something so simple such as a book. With a holed hoof, she kicked the newly formed pile of ash into a floating cloud of grey. The green illumination of the torches gave the remains of the book an odd glittery hue.

The sound of small insectoid wings buzzing sounded from the outside of her chamber she stood in; a drone baring love taken from a citizen of Ponyville.

Chrysalis allowed herself to hang her head in relief, ever since the last time she used love as a source of energy days ago, she had felt slightly jittery. Using her keen eyes to navigate the uneven floor of the cave, the queen found herself meeting the drone halfway in the tunnel leading into the cave chamber she used as a private area.

The changeling with the acquired love buzzed it’s wings with pride; happy to provide it’s queen with newly found energy. It’s queen stopped in front of the drone and lowered her head so that her twisted horn was closer to the drone. The small changeling rose it’s horn and began to transfer the love to the queen.

In a brief moment, all of the love the drone had acquired was given to the queen so that she could disperse it evenly with her hive remnants. The queen lowered her head even more and nuzzled the changeling drone’s head with thankfulness for what it had provided.

“Rest yourself.” Queen Chrysalis advised the small drone through the hivemind. With a buzz of it’s wings, the drone nodded it’s head and left for the deeper parts of the cave.

When the drone had left, Chrysalis sighed quietly; thankful that more love had been gathered. Ever since the human had come along, things had begun to look slightly more better to the queen and her hive remnants. He had provided entertainment and food for her, the latter proving to be essential to living.

Queen Chrysalis began to retreat back to her chamber, hoping to rest herself till something would happen and call for attention. When she was inside the chamber, she sat herself back down onto the blankets that Isaiah had given to her so she wouldn’t have to sleep on the cold, hard stone floor. Next to her was the scattered remains of the burned Daring Doo book she hated.

All she wanted now was something to read, something interesting, something new, something… alien.

“Changeling!” Queen Chrysalis called out to the drone that had last given her love over the hivemind. “I require your assistance!”

Chrysalis didn’t have to wait long. The drone darted inside the chamber with it’s wings buzzing with excitement, the drone was ready to do the queen’s bidding.

Standing up to address the drone, Queen Chrysalis ordered, “I require you to venture into Isaiah the human’s shelter. From there you’ll search for something simple; a book. I don’t mind what kind of book you bring back, as long as it’s big and has illustrations in it too.” The queen paused. “Do you know where his shelter is located?”

The changeling drone nodded it’s small head.

“Good. Now go and be sure to stay safe; I can’t have one of my last three changelings dying.”

When she was finished, the changeling drone buzzed it’s wings, lifted up into the air, and shot out of the cave like a bat out of hell.

All alone, the Queen sat back down onto the blankets and waited for the drone to return, eager to see what kind of book the drone would bring for her.

(Two hours later…)

Princess Cadance happily trotted to where her aunt, Princess Luna, had said where Isaiah would be. She opened up the castle garden’s door with her magic and step out into the warm spring air. The small gusts of wind and the feel of grass beneath her hooves made her feel even more happy; her heat was almost ignorable by the pleasant atmosphere of the garden.

The princess of love ventured around the castle garden looking for the human. Luna hadn’t told her specifically where he was inside the gardens. Searching past some trees, over bushes, seeking down pathways; the youngest alicorn couldn’t find him.

The sound of branches and leaves being pushed aside caused her ears to swivel around to the source. When she matched her head with her pointing ears, she saw the human shifting through a patch of trees.

“There you are Isaiah, I’ve been looking all over for you!” Princess Cadance chimed to him.

Isaiah momentarily froze in place and quickly realized. “Oh hey there, you kinda startled me.”

Cadance began to step off the paved pathway to meet him halfway. As she stepped closer to him, she noticed a bundle of clothes in his arms.

“Um, Isaiah?”

“Before you ask Cadance; yes these are mine, and yes Luna got a little frisky while we were on our picnic.” Isaiah quickly explained to her.

The alicorn pressed a fore-hoof to her mouth to hide her giggles. When she calmed herself down, she asked him. “She couldn’t just wait till you and her were in bed, hmm?”

“Yup; made we carry her to her room while I was naked. She couldn’t just wait a couple of minutes.”

“Isaiah, when you’re in heat, waiting feels like forever, especially when theres a strapping, young, handsome stali--man in your company.” Princess Cadance said while giving her tail a sway to the left and right.

He shrugged his shoulders. “I guess you’re right.” The man started to head towards the castle. “Before we go, I have to drop off my clothes in Celestia’s room.”

Cadance trotted up to his right side. “Mind if I tag along?”

“I don’t mind a bit, it’ll just take a jiffy to get there.”

The princess followed close behind him. She chose to lag behind, not because she didn’t like having to quicken her pace to meet his, but to stare hungrily at his hind. Princess Cadance wouldn’t lie, she loved a stallion with a nice, toned flank; in this case a man with a nice, toned flank.

“We’re almost there.” The man said to her, tearing her attention away from his hindquarters.

She decided that she had seen enough and quickened her canter to match his speed.

And sure enough, Isaiah was right. Both the mare and the man stood in front of Princess Celestia’s door. She was about to warn Isaiah about the enchantments on the door but when he touched the door handle, the magic failed. Cadance’s eyes widened at how he was unphased by the spells enchanted onto the door.

The door swung open with no problems as the man stepped inside and tossed his clothes onto his other belongings that he brought with him.

When he was finished, he shut the door behind him; the spells returned to their normal state when his hands left the door handle. “So, what’s our first stop?”

“Canterlot Park of course!” The princess beamed to him with a smile.

Isaiah reached his left hand out and have her neck a gentle nudge. “Alrighty Cadance, lead the way.”

(Meanwhile…)

“Find human shelter. Get inside. Find book that fits Queen’s needs. Get out, no trace. Return.” The changeling drone repeated in it’s head as it buzzed through the Everfree Forest.

The drone followed it’s queen’s tracks that lead away from the shelter, going towards it’s source. Her marks were still there, barely three days old, yet still strong to it’s senses.

It followed the queen’s directions and it’s memories, being extra careful for any Diamond Dog activity. Running into a pack or just a single one would turn disastrously for the little changeling drone, with the lack of magic and energy, the drone wouldn’t stand a chance.

Once it made a few careful turns around a series of thorn bushes, the drone finally located the man’s shelter. The buzzing of it’s wings died down when the drone landed in front of the three shipping containers welded together. The changeling stood, it’s blue matte eyes transfixed on the lock on the odd door.

The drone turned and twisted it’s head to inspect the lock better; only to figure out it bared nothing special oto it. With no key in possession, it flooded it’s horn with a tiny amount of magic, just enough for it to use a lock picking spell. When the drone tried to use the spell on the lock, nothing happened.

Confused, the changeling prodded the lock with one of it’s holed hooves, making it jingle with a metallic sound. The drone repeated the same process over and over again on the lock with the same displeasing results.

Fueled by anger, the changeling slammed it’s hooves onto the metallic locking; breaking it. At first, it was pleased to see that the lock had submitted, but then immediately regretted hitting it.

“No trace!” The drone screamed in it’s head with fear and worry.

The changeling had to remind itself that it had a job to finish. Despite being half-demoralized by it’s mistake, the drone tentatively stepped inside the shelter, feeling the hot air meeting it’s chitin.

The shelter was dark, the only light came from outside. The drone had to adjust it’s eyes so it could see inside the shelter.

Carefully, the drone sped it’s pace inside the shelter while scanning the shelves with numerous objects placed on them. The changeling had to proceed with each step it took; making any further mistake would infuriate the queen.

Thankfully, the changeling spotted a shelf containing a plethora of books and a small amount of magazines. The drone buzzed it’s wings with excitement and leaped towards the shelf. Once all of it’s hooves were planted onto the plywood floor, the changeling began to search for the perfect book that fit the queen’s criteria.

It rose a hoof up and brought a large, thick book down to the ground. The changeling flipped it’s cover open and scanned its contents for anything interesting. The first book it chose met the need for large and big, but it lacked pictures; just pages upon pages of written language.

Struggling with it’s fore-hooves, the bug rose the heavy book back into it’s place on the shelf and picked another one to search. Like the first one, the newly chosen book fell to the ground with a thud.

Using it’s hooves to turn the pages, the changeling scanned it’s contents; joyful to see that the new book was both big and had plenty of interesting pictures to entertain the queen. After wrapping up the large book in it’s fore-hooves, the changeling buzzed out of the shelter while slamming the door shut with it’s hind-hooves on the way out.

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The changeling drone flew through the cave system towards it’s beloved queen. It’s hooves tightly grasped the book to it’s barrel as if it’s life depended on it. The drones wings had grown tired due to the dangerous flight and added weight of the large book.

The drone buzzed into the queen’s chamber and landed by her laying form, eager to impress her with it’s findings.

When the changeling drone dropped the book by her hooves, Queen Chrysalis peered down upon the book with a raised brow directed towards the ‘borrowed’ book. She noted that the drone followed her orders for a large book, when she opened it up, she discovered the book met the required need for pictures; strange, large, metallic objects with either tracks or wheels, some of which had both.

Chrysalis closed the book to inspect it’s cover, she couldn’t read the title, the witten title had the markings of ‘The Tanks and Armoured Vehicles of The United States Military Forces’. The queen glanced back to the changeling drone and gave it her thanks. As the changeling retreated back to the depths of the cave, Chrysalis began to slowly drift through the pages of the large military book.

Despite being unable to understand the written contents of the old dusty book, the queen held a fascination towards it and what it bestowed to her. Pictures of tanks, APCs, and IFVs filled each worn out page, all depicting examples of a given vehicle. She didn’t fully understand the purposes of the vehicles were, until she turned to a page of a M67 flamethrower tank spewing flames towards a group of humans dressed in poor clothing.

“Are these armoured chariots weapons of war?” Queen Chrysalis asked herself. She flipped to the next page, which showed another hulking metallic object on tracks near a pile of mutilated human bodies. “How ghastly…”

(Elsewhere…)

“Oh god, they’re following us…” Isaiah whispered to Princess Cadance while glancing over his right shoulder. Behind the mare and the man was a small group of ponies with cameras; paparazzi.

“Just give them some time with a little bit of patience and they’ll go away and leave us alone.” Princess Cadance said to the human.

Both Cadance and Isaiah had only just began their walk through Canterlot Park. The man showed interest as soon as he laid his eyes on the gated area of the city. Large, exotic trees with other equally exoitic flora filled the impressivly large park.

“This place must be bigger than Central Park in New York, but much more dense.” The man noted aloud.

“Canterlot Park is wonderful this time of year, maybe even more so during mid-autumn.”

Princess Cadance and Isaiah followed the paved road for a while until the man spotted a plethora of journalists waiting in a open area. The man nudged the mare to follow him off the pathway and to venture away towards a large tree.

“Isaiah, where are we going?” The princess of love asked after being nudged for a second time.

The man pointed a finger towards the large oak tree with it’s low, splayed out branches. “I’d figured that we could just chill on the big ass tree over there, plus there’s paparazzi going to ambush us if we keep on going on the pathway.

The alicorn groaned. “Can they ever leave us alone?” She asked herself. “Even on such normal days like this one, they always desire to shadow us; waiting and watching for something to happen.”

“I’d go full psycho if I was being followed around every time I stepped outside.” He confessed to the princess while searching for an available section of the tree to climb up on.

Princess Cadance watched from her position as Isaiah found a suitable spot of the tree he could climb up on. She eyed him with curiosity and wonderment when he jumped up, caught a low branch with his hands, and pulled himself all the way up until he was able to climb on and stand on his conquered tree limb.

“Come on Cadance, join me!” Isaiah hollered to her from above.

She looked over her shoulder to see nopony behind her. “The paparazzi are going to have a blast if they catch me climbing a tree.”

Cadance gave her wings a few flaps before lifting off the ground and towards the climbing man. She rarely flew close to trees with great limbs extending so far out; pegasi knew the dangers of flying in or around them.

The princess elegantly gained altitude, trying her best to look dainty for any onlookers while planning to land onto a tree branch, which she had no experience doing.

“Hey Cadance, up here!” Isaiah called out from high above her flying form. When the alicorn leveled with him he asked, “Are you going to join?”

“I don’t know if I’m able to,” Cadance looked at the surrounding branches and glanced at the ground far below. “theres too many branches. I’ll have a one hundred foot drop if I hit a branch!”

The man stood on a branch while rubbing his stubble in thought, seemingly unfazed by the height. Isaiah’s face lit up as if he had gotten a bright idea. “Just fly through the opening we’re talking through.”

Cadance rolled her amethyst eyes while crossing her fore-hooves. “I’ll crash and fall, the opening is too small that not even a normal sized pegasus can fit through.”

“Just dart on through, I’ll catch you, I promise!”

“Are you crazy?! You’ll fall!” The princess half screamed over the gusty winds.

Isaiah waved a calm hand at her. “Trust me Cadance, I’ve done crazier things up in trees like this one. I’ll-- we’ll be fine!” To prove himself, the man sat down onto the tree limb he was on and tightly wrapped his legs around said tree limb. “Now theres no way we’ll fall!”

As she hovered in the air, looking at the man with his extended open arms, she began to reflect to what she had said when she woken up this morning. “Darn it Cadance; be adventurous you said, try new things you said, get a little crazy you said! Well, look at where we are now!”

“The longer you just fly there, the quicker the paparazzi will see your bits!” Isaiah once again yelled to her with open arms.

“My bits?” The princess looked down her body to see that her flower was rather too exposed and out in the open. With a blush, she tucked her tail in and slightly crossed her legs.

Deciding that wasting her energy by just flying in place, the princess gave herself a moment to take few calming breaths. She readied herself and pinpointed her place of flanding; Isaiah’s open arms.

Suddenly, Princess Cadance gave her wings a powerful flap that launched her into the small opening of the tree. She could feel the twigs and leaves brush against her soft feathers and coat. Expecting pain, the princess met the soft embrace of the man tightly folding his arms over her body jittery body. Isaiah was true to his word and safely caught her.

Cadance, who had her eyes closed, peeked one eye open to asses the situation. She ventured her lone open eye to the man’s face to see him smiling at her.

“I told you I wouldn’t let you fall.” Isaiah cooed to her while giving her a soft pat on her slender neck. “Take a seat with me and enjoy the view.”

“How can there be a view, theres branches are blocking ou-” Cadance stopped mid sentence when she noticed the view the small opening in the tree gave. The alicorn could see the rooftops of many Canterlot buildings bathed in the sun’s warm, golden rays. “Wow.”

“Sure is pretty…” The human voiced out.

“It really is--waaa!” Cadance hind-hooves slipped when she tried to stand up on the branch. If Isaiah hadn’t been holding onto the mare, she would’ve had a rough and tumble fall all the way down.

“Uh Cadance, I think standing up on a tree branch isn’t a good idea for a quadruped.”

The princess tightly wrapped her fore-hooves around his body. “I’ve noticed.” She smirked.

“Imagine the headlines of the Canterlot Newspaper!” Isaiah joked.

Cadance grunted. “Crystal Kingdom Princess falls out of Canterlot Park tree thanks to Equestria’s one and only human. Wonderful.”

“It’s great to know that you can see the humor of the situation.”

“Can’t hurt to joke around, does it?” She playfully asked him.

He snorted, “I guess not.”

(Meanwhile…)

“Twi, ah don’t think being ‘er is a good idea.” Applejack confessed to her friend, who was quickly trotting towards Isaiah’s shetler.

The unicorn turned to her friend. “Applejack, there’s no need to worry. We’re safe, I can assure you.” From her distance, she could see the metal of the shipping containers reflecting the sun’s rays. “We’re just going to quickly zip in to have a quick look around and zip out with a book, and that’s it.”

“Did Isaiah give ya permission to borrow any books of his?”

“Well… no, not really. Three days ago he said that he’d answer any questions I had about him and his home, but seeing as how I can’t get any of those answers from him at the moment, it seems fit do a little field research.”

Applejack shook her head in displeasure. “Ah don’t think I can approve of this Twilight. Snooping around in his… house without his knowhow just isn’t right.”

“Applejack, if you understood what he did three days ago to me, then you’d understand; think of this as a sign of compensation for what he did.” Twilight said.

Before the farmer could voice her disagreement anymore, the lone unicorn let out a hum of suspicion towards the shelter’s doors.

“Somethin’ wrong?”

“I don’t believe so. His shelter bares no lock to keep his belongings safe, strange considering the type of stal--man he is.” Twilight observed, not noticing the broken lock hidden in a small yet tall patch of grass. “I could’ve sworn he had a lock if my memory serves me right.”

Remembering that everything the man owned possessed a resistance to magic, Twilight had to use a hoof to open up the steel doors of the shelter.

“It’s mighty dark in ‘er.”

The unicorn powered her horn with magic and illuminated a small amount of area around her in a gentle purple glow. She carefully stepped inside and observed as much as the shelter offered to look at.

“What are all these strange doo-hickies?” Applejack asked while prodding a metallic object on a shelf with a fore-hoof.

“Applejack, don’t touch anything! I don’t want him returning back and discovering that something broke during his absence. I don’t want him noticing that we’ve been here either.”

The apple farmer scuffed. “Says the mare takin’ books without his permission…”

Twilight rolled her eyes at the sly remark. Instead of bickering with the element of honesty, she chose to quickly trot over to a shelf bearing an assortment of book of all shapes and sizes.

“So what are ya expectin’ to get out’a this Twi?”

“I just want to know a little bit more, that’s all.” The mare of question replied while unshelving a book.

As Applejack inspected the rest of the interior she said. “Yer not gonna know much from them books, they’re in a different language; can’t cast a translation spell. Listen to me Twi, yer not gonna understand a single word.”

Twilight smirked. “But Applejack, a picture is worth a thousand words. I know for a fact I can at least learn a little just by making observations through pictures of his planet. All I am searching for is a picture of… er, what was it? Ah ha, Earth! I need a picture of Earth, or better yet, a book about Earth!”

“And how do ya know if you find a picture of this ‘Earth’?”

The unicorn paused, the farmer was right, how would she know? “I’ll manage AJ, trust me.”

Both of the mares let out a sigh; one was out of slight annoyance and the other was out of unsurety. Applejack chose to leave the unicorn alone and do a little bit of exploring around the human’s shelter.

She wasn’t absolutely comfortable being somewhere where she shouldn’t, especially when that somewhere belongs to an alien being with bizarre power. The earth pony let herself draw towards a workbench situated against a long wall. Seeing as how she was a mare familiar with tools, she held interest towards what kind of tools the man possesed.

Applejack could identify a few of what he owned, some downright felt alien to her. The ones she could recognize were simple; hammers, screwdrivers and wrenches of varying degree, saws, nails, bolts, different kinds of rulers and other measuring devices, and a few others that she couldn’t remember their names.

As she inspected the workbench, she noticed a familiar medal placed on a post protruding from the bench. “Hey Twilight, isn’t this the medal the princesses gave ta him?”

The unicorn rose her head away from the book she was skimming through. “That is, you might want to be careful with it though, not very many of those exist.”

“Is it supposed to be all… glowy?” The farmer asked.

“Glowy?” Twilight walked over towards her friend, forgetting the book on the floor. She grasped the medal with her magic and brought it closer for inspection. “How... strange.”

Applejack turned and twisted her head, trying to see what she was missing. “What’s strange about it?”

“Isaiah’s medal has numerous spells enchanted onto it, all magic signatures match both Princess Celestia’s and Princess Luna’s.” Twilight answered while coursing her magic through it to learn some more. “Two of the enchantments casted upon it are beacon and tracking spells.”

“Yer right, that sure is strange. Why do ya think they casted those spells onto it?”

The unicorn returned the medal back on the workbench. “Most likely to know where Isaiah is and make sure he isn’t somewhere he isn’t supposed to be; a safety precaution I assume for Isaiah’s sake.”

“Sounds like a breach of privacy, dontcha think?” The farmer asked while using her hooves to inspect it herself.

“I’m sure that the princesses have their reasons. It is rather weird for the princesses to use such a spell.” Twilight thought to herself.

Applejack’s question went unanswered, the mares she questioned returned back to the book she picked out. The apple farmer returned the medal back onto the workbench, not realising it was close to falling off the edge.

The mares spent a couple more minutes until the unicorn found a book that suited her needs. It wasn’t very big; maybe a little bit over ten pages out of a hundred included pictures of what she assumed was Earth.

As Twilight and Applejack were leaving the shelter, the apple farmer accidentally tripped on a object and bumped into the workbench, causing the tools fixated on it to rattle.

“Careful!” The unicorn warned to her friend.

The earth pony guitfully laughed. “Er, sorry.”

When they left the shelter for Ponyville, neither of them noticed that the medal that had been on the edge of the workbench had fallen off and into a bag with a white medical cross, which held the last of his medical supplies.

(Elsewhere…)

Princess Cadance lustfully eyed that man up and down as he rowed the boat with the oars, she watched as his arms flex as he propelled them towards a shaded area underneath a tree.

Isaiah chose to remove his shirt, claiming that he didn’t want it getting all sweaty as he rowed the boat. The princess didn’t mind, in fact she found his muscular body with it’s thin layer of sweat attractive and arousing. At each gentle gust of wind, it caused a small blast of Isaiah’s scent to fill her nose, which then caused her to shiver with excitement.

“Whatever you do Cadance, don’t make a move on him. There are ponies all around and they will see everything. Having sex in public isn’t good for your image.” The princess warned herself in her head. Pouncing onto the human in public wouldn’t be a smart move.

“--And we are here!” The human announced when the boat drifted into the shaded area of his choice. Isaiah leaned backwards and rested his head on his hands. “All that work feels good, I oughta do some more rowing.”

“You should…” Cadance purred a little too sultry than it should've been.

Isaiah turned his head so he could see past his propped up, crossed legs. “You alright Cadance?”

“I-I’m fine, thankyou.”

“Heat bothering you?” Isaiah asked, causing the mare to blush.

“Well…” Princess Cadance trailed off with mischievous intent and seductively said. “I am a little bothered by my heat. How am I supposed to keep myself from leaping onto such a handsome, young, well equipped, amazingly performing man and rutting him senseless?”

Isaiah turned his head in confusion while raising an eyebrow at her. “Wow, miscommunication at it’s finest; I meant temperature wise…”

The blush on Cadance’s face grew as hot as the surface of her aunt’s sun. “I-I know-w, I was j-joking.”

Princess Cadance wanted to beat herself with the boat oars.

Surprisingly to the mare, the man began to laugh and chuckle. “Good one Cadance, you had me there for a second!”

The alicorn couldn’t tell if he was lying or not.

“You’re a funny chica, you know that?”

“Chica? What is that?” She questioned him as he stuck a hand out to grab a low branch so that the boat wouldn’t drift away from the shade.

“Its girl in spanish. You’re a funny girl is all I’m saying.”

Instead of questioning anything further, the youngest alicorn chose to stay silent and erase the blush from her face. She forced herself to look away from the man to squash any raising desire.

“This shaded area… it reminds me of this one creek near my home colony. During the hot springs and summers, the creek was perfect; the rushing water added with the shade from the trees made the fresh water nice and cool to both chill in and drink. And not only that, when the flowers from the surrounding trees would fall down onto the water, it gave the water a sweetened taste to it, making it even better than it was before.” The man shifted his weight, causing the small boat to rock. “I’d kill to be there.”

Despite what she had told herself, the princess of love looked at him, but with interest about the creek, not lust. “What did you and your friends do at the creek?”

“Simple things; hanging out, talking, drinking, joking, just overall having fun. It was like that giant oak tree I told you, Celestia and Luna about, the perfect place to be with little threat.”

Princess Cadance couldn’t lie, the creek he spoke of sounded amazing to her. “Sounds wonderful, it must have a lot of pleasant memories to go along with it.”

Isaiah nodded his head, before he suddenly started to chuckle with a very faint blush on his face. “I remember one day when I took Brooklyn to the creek just to relax and drink the cool sweetened water, one thing lead to another and we ended up with our clothes off and going at it on the creek’s bank.” The man paused as he tried to calm his growing chuckles, Cadance’s blush grew along with his.

“And as I’m just thrusting into her like there was no tomorrow, I felt something cold and slick moving around my right foot. At first I thought it was a leaf, but as it turned out it was a motherfucking Cottonmouth; which I have a sheer hatred towards! So, not only am I afraid of moving because I might get bitten, I’m also getting to the point of no return while still inside Brooklyn. To make matters worse, Brooklyn tries to move and accidentally slips and caused both me and her to fall backwards into the creek. So now theres a pissed off venomous snake slithering and swimming around us, and I’m struggling to not bust a nut in poor Brooklyn as she's trying to get her wits back together while trying to keep calm!”

Cadance’s laughter grew with his as he continued his bizarre tale. “Thankfully, the snake decides to fuck off and leaves Brooklyn and I alone in the water. Right as I pulled out, I fucking came like a broken firehydrant! Jesus christ that was a crazy afternoon.”

Both Princess Cadance and Isaiah laughed together, the story made both face and muzzle glow bright red. It took longer than expected for them to calm themselves down.

When both of them finished, they let out a satisfied sigh in unison. The alicorn didn’t think that such a thing could happen, but then again, a lot of weird things happened to her so why not others?

She flicked her amethyst eyes to him, watching him admire the pleasant scenery the park provided for them. Her mind began to unwillingly drift back to the story, to the part where Isaiah described what he and Brooklyn were doing. In her head, she imagined the girl in the picture Isaiah had shown her long ago being rammed from behind by the human. Cadance wondered what sounds female humans would make during sex.

Suddenly, Cadance imagined herself being taken from behind instead of Brooklyn while still in the creek; without the snake intervening. The pink alicorn wondered what he felt like inside of her while he cared and caressed her body in a loving embrace as water passed by her hind-hooves.

Luckily for her, Isaiah didn’t know what the mare on the boat with him was thinking about. Cadance had to literally shake the thoughts out of her head while cursing herself for having such thoughts.

Over time, her blush dispersed and her arousal died down just a little. Isaiah had long since calmed himself down and began to rock the boat back and forth like a baby’s cradle.

“Isaiah, what would you and Brooklyn do if you impregnated her?”

The man tapped his fingers in thought before saying, “You know, every time I look back at that memory of Brooklyn and I, I ask myself that same question. To tell you the truth, we’d probably freak out for the first couple of weeks, and when those weeks past, we’d probably become closer than ever before.”

“So having a foal-”

“Baby.” Isaiah corrected her.

“So having a baby with her would be better or worse?” She asked him.

He sighed as he planned out his answer. “I’d say better. Brooklyn’s a good girl with a caring nature, especially towards kids. Raising a baby with her would of been an adventure worth experiencing.”

Princess Cadance and Isaiah both stayed in a beat of silence before the mare asked a rather personal question. “Do you want to have children?”

The human let out a chuckle. “Cadance, you have no idea. Ever since my mom gave birth to my sisters, I’ve been wanting kids; a dumb dream considering I was, like, six or seven at the time. Anyway, to answer your question, yes. As I grew up, watching families grow around me, the more and more I’ve been wanting to have a child or two, maybe three, possibly four.”

“Four?!” Cadance gasped.

“I know, rather too optimistic about having that many kids uh?” The smile that was on his face disappeared and turned into a frown. “Seeing as how I’m stuck here in Equestria, my chances of having kids has been erased. Such a simple dream crushed.”

Cadance gulped. “I know that feeling, its painful isn’t it?”

He turned to the princess. “What do you mean?”

“Having the inability of having or producing children.” She answered him with an equal frown.

Isaiah leaned forwards while concern plastered on his face. “You can’t have foals?”

“No I can’t, neither can Celestia and Luna.” The mare mumbled out.

“Is it because the three of y’all are alicorns?” She nodded her head to answer him.

Princess Cadance let a sad sigh escape. “Before we had come to the unwanted conclusion, Shining Armor and I have tried many times for a foal; all results ending the same. Positions, foods, medications, magic, potions, artificialinsemenation; nothing worked.”

“Theres gotta be a logical explanation of why producing a foal is so difficult.” He mumbled out.

“There is, we’re alicorns Isaiah, that’s why.”

Isaiah felt that there was a need to protest but couldn’t find the strength to do so. “Adoption?”

“What’s the point of raising a child and watch he or she and all of their children die as you live on. That’s something a parent should never witness.” She spoke with sadness. “Many more funerals to go to.”

When the princess began to sniffle, Isaiah leaned forwards and gave her a hug.

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Isaiah was beyond grateful that the mood had picked up once he and the princess arrived at the restaurant she wanted to try. After that period of sadness, Isaiah realized that he shared a common trait with Celestia, Luna, and Cadance; the inability of producing and raising children.

The man did his very best to cheer her up as they ate inside the restaurant. Even though some of the customers were annoyed by Cadance’s fits of laughter caused by him, Isaiah and Cadance didn’t give a shit.

When Cadance and Isaiah finished eating and payed for their meal, Isaiah advised that watching the sunset from the Canterlot Park tree they sat in during would be a great way to spend some more time together.

Princess Cadance had to rely on the human to catch her once she had broken through the mass of twigs and leaves to join him. He did as he was supposed to and held her closely in his arms. When she was held in his embrace, she felt warm and safe.

Isaiah tightly wrapped his legs around the tree branch he sat on to provide a safer seating for both for him and the princess. He leaned his back against the trunk of the tree’s top, despite the rough texture of the tree bark, he was seated comfortably against it.

Cadance had her face pressed up against his neck while her fore-hooves held him. The intoxicating scent of his sweat from the boat rowing was still present and still captivating to her. Each breath she took, her wings began to slowly spread in unison; her arousal was increasing.

She tried her best to ignore the voices inside her head. Each one told her of detailed images of the human rutting her into a mumbling mess, screaming in ecstasy. Whenever Isaiah rubbed one of her wings, she had to resist from moaning in pleasure.

“Cadance,” Isaiah began, causing the mare to rouse her head away from his neck. “I’d just like to say thank you for being so relaxed and fun today. I’m not going to lie, just chilling out with you has been something that I’ve kind of needed.”

The alicorn couldn’t take it anymore, she needed to show at least some sort of lustful action. Before Isaiah could say any more, Cadance firmly pressed her lips against his with fiery passion. When the man tried to open his mouth to protest, she saw the golden opportunity and slipped her tongue inside his maw.

He froze up when he felt the mare’s hot appanage invade his mouth. Every time he tried to voice his concerns, Cadance saw his mouth movements as a sign of acceptance rather than confusion. It felt so good to him, yet so wrong.

When the she pulled away from his mouth, a bridge of saliva still connected the two. Isaiah still sat motionless as the princess gasped for much needed air. As she breathed in and out like a panting dog, she noticed the expression he held.

“Sorry about that Isaiah, I couldn’t control myself…” Princess Cadance panted to him with an apologetic look on her face.

Isaiah stayed silent. Instead of giving her a look of disapproval, the man leaned in and gave her a much more simpler kiss on her lips. “It’s alright I guess. I was honestly kind of expecting that sooner or later.”

“Really?” She asked with a turn of her head.

He chuckled. “I’m not blind Cadance, I saw all the signs you were throwing at me. While I must say that I wasn’t expecting it as of now, I knew some kind of intimate show of expression would happen.”

“So you’re not really bothered that I just kissed you?” She asked, receiving a shrug of his shoulders. “Do I need to remind you that I’m a married princess?”

“You don’t have to.” He answered her. “I’m not going to lie, kissing someone who's married is a little unnerving to me, it’ll always be taboo to me.”

The princess let her head fall back onto his neck. “I’m sorry if it was unpleasant to you.”

“It wasn’t, in fact, I think you a damn fine kisser; not that I’m judging others before you ask. It was just a bit surprising is all.”

“...Why can’t I have two husbands?” She groaned into his neck.

“Probably because there would be a rivalry between the two. There would always be a desire to be prefered and to outperform.” Isaiah kept his mouth shut to enjoy the silence and falling sun. “You’re missing a mighty fine sunset.”

She had to lift her head and switch neck sides so she could see the sunset.

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Hours had passed since they had left the large tree in Canterlot Park. Isaiah and Cadance now found themselves in the private area of the castle; an area where the princesses could causally live in privacy.

The alicorn of love ushered the man to a small room with a window giving a view of night time Canterlot. Inside the small room was a table, half a dozen cushions, and a fireplace. Isaiah, at first, was unsure of the chosen place by the princess, but after a couple of reassuring words, he did as she wanted.

“So, how did that whole protest thing in the Crystal Kingdom turnout?”

Cadance took a long drink out of her wine glass before answering. “Could have been better. Equestria’s alcohol regulations aren’t liked by the crystal ponies, the simple suggestion of producing a dry country had caused an uproar.” She took another sip. “In my opinion, it seems like the crystal ponies might have heavy restrictions on alcoholic drinks; with the exception of wine of course. Banning is impossible by the looks of it.”

“Of all drinks, why allow wine? It’s so… boring.”

She set her glass down onto the small table next to the pile of cushions. “We already told you.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that… probably because I disagreed with it.”

“You do drink… alcoholic drinks right Isaiah?” Cadance asked him while flowing magic through her horn.

The man nodded his head. “Yeah, I drink every so often. Ever since I’ve been here, I haven’t really sat down to drink; mostly because no one else here drinks booze. Sitting down with a friend and a bottle of whiskey is much better than sitting alone.” He turned to her with an unsure look. “You’re not going to rat me out to the princesses are you?”

“Gosh no, I’m just a curious. I actually have a little surprise for you.” The princesses horn grew bright as she conjured up a sleeve of cloth in a shape of a small bottle. “One of the many alcoholic beverages my crystal ponies take pride in is this special kind gin called Hoof Stomp.”

The man watched the sleeve become removed from the bottle to expose the green bottle. “Are you offering me contraband?”

Princess Cadance giggled uneasily. “Technically yes. Isaiah please do me a favor and don’t tell Celestia or Luna, especially don’t tell Twilight and Shining Armor; they’ll have a cow if they found out I brought this into Equestria.”

“Hell no, I won’t tell; this little secret of ours is safe.” Isaiah reached a hand out. “Mind if I take a look, possibly a swig.”

The princess smiled. “Bingo.”

Isaiah’s hand tightly grasped the green bottle that was floated over to him by the princess of love. He then uncorked the bottle and hovered his nose of the opening; taking a small sniff to judge the drink. When he press the bottle to his lips, he glanced to the princes for allowance.

“Go ahead Isaiah, just remember, our secret.”

With permission, the human tilted the bottle and let the spirit spill into his mouth. Isaiah hummed in delight as it coursed down his throat stingingly.

“Just a little bit more…” Cadance thought.

When he had his share, Isaiah brought the bottle back down and pulled the opening away from his mouth. He let out a slight shiver and chuckled aloud. “Not bad. It isn’t as strong as I expected it to be and it certainly does have an interesting flavor to it. Maybe mixing it with a few other things will get it kicking.” The man offered her the bottle.

“N-No thank you Isaiah, I’m good.” She hastily declined.

Isaiah brung the bottle back to himself. “Oh well, more for me I guess.”

All of a sudden, the man’s vision began to swirl around and around as if he had been quickly spun around in a office chair. He leaned over towards the small table and settled the half-empty gin bottle down and sat up right. Before he could ask what was going on, Isaiah fell onto the pile of pillows, fast asleep.

“And Tia said it wouldn’t work.” Cadance said to herself before conjuring a scroll in front of her along with a inkwell and feather.

The princess wrote down what she needed to message to her aunties and sent it away with her magic. As she waited, Cadance glanced over to the sleeping man on the cushions.

It didn’t take long for both Princess Celestia and Princess Luna to join her and Isaiah inside the small room.

Luna turned to her sibling when she noticed the man on the ground. “And you said flunitrazepam wouldn’t work on him.”

Celestia bumped a hoof into his side. “I didn’t expect it to work with a human; now we know. But I honestly can’t say I support this though… it’s not right.”

“Oh Tia,” Princess Luna started. “It’s not like you haven’t done this before. Do I have to remind you that you thought of the idea?”

“I was being sarcastic.”

“And when you did, it always ended well didn’t it?” Cadance added to Luna’s statement. “Trust us Celestia, he’ll like it.”

The solar mare sighed. “Very well.”

“Wonderful!” The princess of love cheered. “Now, who wants to help me carry him to my room?”

The two sisters glanced at each other for a brief second before teleporting away to their respected rooms; leaving a disgruntled princess behind with a slumbering, drugged human.

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(Mature warning…)

Isaiah’s eyelids slowly rise like an early morning sun. His head slightly pounded at each thought, rousing pain and annoyance. His vision was blurred and disorderly, as if he had just fastly spun around in a tornado. The man tried to move his arms and legs but could only feel very little sensation in each limb.

Confused, the man tried to lean upwards to better assess his situation; something that felt like a soft yet firm hoof pressed against his chest and ushered him back down. Isaiah tried to look at the direction where the hoof came from but could only see a blurred mass of pink.

Isaiah’s mind tried to understand what was going on but every step forwards he took, he would in turn take two steps back. His struggling mind attempted to reflect back in time but couldn’t find any memories.

“Oh Isaiah…” A voice said, feminine and slightly distorted. “You should never accept a free drink from a mare in heat, she just might be up to no good…”

The voice, it sounded familiar yet alien to him. His mind struggled like a turtle on it’s back.

With the little feeling in his legs, Isaiah could feel whoever was talking to him was sitting in between his legs with their upper half laying on his groin. The body was soft, warm, and fuzzy; a welcomed sensation if he wasn’t confused and worried about his well being.

“I have you right where I want you, we are going to have so much fun…” The voice added, making Isaiah try harder with his failing mind.

He tried to focus his eyes once more on the being laying on him; a mass of pink and a smaller triad of colors was all he could make out from the moving blur.

“Focus goddamn it!” Isaiah commanded to himself.

His body, save for his lower half that was covered by what he assumed was a pony, felt cold, as if his clothes were removed. The air was average room temperature but still made him feel slightly chilled.

“I’m guessing you’re having a hard time trying to figure out what's going on right now are you?” The voice said before giggling. “Let me help you out…”

The pink mass moved up his body, tickling his exposed chest as the pink hairs rubbed against his tanned skin. When stopped on his chest, a wave of the pony’s scent slowly drifted away and into his nose.

Isaiah couldn’t deny it, the scent was intoxicating; a sweet blend of flowers filled his nostrils. He felt like he had smelt the scent before but--

“C-Cadance?” Isaiah mumbled.

She let out a long awaited sigh. “About time you made the connection!”

As fast as he could, the man tried to lean forwards once again and remove the princess off of him. But despite his wishes, the mare stayed firm and tightly held onto his body. Before Isaiah could put push harder, a surge of electricity coursed through his body. He suddenly tensed up and relaxed when the voltage had left as quickly as it came.

“Celestia and Luna told me you were an animal in bed. So, being the mare that I am, I paid the Canterlot Zoo a visit and purchased some of the shock collars they use on the more feisty wolves they have. With these, I can have a better time tamming you…” Princess Cadance told him was Isaiah struggled to bring up his right arm.

Isaiah would see a blurred black band tightly wrapped to his forearm. Just the sight of the electric device made him cringe a little in the inside.

“I have a feeling that we’re going to enjoy these… well, mostly me. Do you wanna know what makes these collars stand out from the rest? Instead of using electricity magic, it uses a small, yet powerful battery that activates when it detects my magic.”

“That’s mess-AH!” The man cried as another surge of electricity coursed through him.

“Nah uh uh,” The princess tisked while shaking her head.

The man’s eyes began to clear away the blurriness that had been plaguing him. Princess Cadance’s form became more defined; he could see the details of each well-kept hairs of her coat, mane, and tail. Save for the two ribbons she wore on her mane and tail, the small crown, barrel piece, and horseshoes had been removed for the situation. The ribbons she wore were baby blue and tied into large bows, giving the princess a younger air to her appearance. The bow on the base of her tail reminded Isaiah of how horse breeders back home would wrap the tails of mares so it wouldn’t get in the way as the stallions mounted. The man could only guess that she didn’t want anything getting in the way and chose to wrap her tail.

As much as Isaiah hated to admit it, Princess Cadance was awfully attractive as she sat on top of him were her beautiful amethyst bedroom eyes.

“Okay Isaiah, you and I are going to be playing a game that I’ve been wanting to try for quite awhile. The rules are simple; both to follow and to break, breaking will result in a shock that will increase each time you disobey a rule--”

“What th--” Isaiah tried to voice but the princess was quick to cover his mouth with a hoof.

The mare shook her head in disappointment. “You broke the most basic rule of them all: no talking without my permission. Seeing as how we haven’t even started and how I’m feeling generous, I’m going to let that mistake slide… for now.”

Isaiah wanted to just push her off, leap off the bed and escape. But the collars on both his legs, arms, and neck made him afraid to even play with the thought; Isaiah always had a slight fear of electricity after watching a criminal back in Dustin being cooked alive by several thousand volts.

He knew that she wouldn’t raise the voltage to something lethal, but the idea of being shocked by a shock collar used on wolves made him uneasy.

“Listen to me Isaiah, I’m going to go over these rules once so you must listen to me well…” Cadance began. “Rule number one: no talking without my permission. Rule number two: no moving without my permission. Rule number three: do not cum unless I tell you to. Rule number four: do not change position without my permission. Rule number five: do not tamper with the collars. And most importantly, rule number six: do everything I tell you.”

Isaiah didn’t know how to act, even if he did, he’d probably be punished for acting out. When his mouth slightly opened ajar, he could feel the collar hum to life.

His mouth immediately closed.

Princess Cadance smirked as she brushed her mane’s ponytail to the side. “I hope you understand these rules, even a fool can follow them without trouble.” The princess snaked down his body and stopped in between his legs with her head above his groin. “Now, how about we have some fun?”

Cadance focused her attention away from the man and turned to his crotch, mostly the plaid boxer briefs that were between her and her prize. She bent her head down and grasped the soft cloth with her teeth and began to pull towards his feet. His laying form made undressing difficult for the princess, so instead of asking the man to lift his legs up for easy removal, she chose to simply tear them off.

Isaiah leaned unintentional leaned forwards. “What the hell-- *bbttzz* fuck!”

She chose not to watch the man retreat back to the pile of pillows on her bed. Princess Cadance looked down upon Isaiah’s flaccid member and brought her muzzle to it. She pressed her nose against the sensitive flesh and inhaled deeply, letting the man’s intoxicating scent drive her deeper into arousal.

“I can still smell Luna on you…” Princess Cadance purred to the man as she began to nuzzle his assets. “Her smell won’t be there for long, after I’m done with you, you’ll be carrying my scent for weeks after we’re finished.~”

After deciding to stop talking to the man, Cadance stuck out her hot wet tongue and firmly pressed it against the man’s pair. With her tongue, she could feel the testicles slightly move inside the safety of his scrotum; the sack of flesh provided an interesting, yet acceptable taste. Traveling up from his sack, the princess of love slowly and firmly traced her tongue all the way up his soft member and to the tip. Once at the crown, she enveloped it in her mouth and began to lightly suck.

She hummed in delight as she felt the tip slowly grow inside the confines of her moist mouth. Cadance brought her left fore-hoof and began to carefully rub his assets in a circular motion. Her caring to the man’s pair caused Isaiah to let out a puff of air.

With Isaiah’s tip in her mouth, Princess Cadance stuck her tongue out of her mouth and began to rub and address the underside of his massing staff. As she lightly sucked on the crown, Cadance could feel the man’s heartbeat and even increasing in speed while she played with her growing toy.

Isaiah wanted to make some kind of moan, grunt, or groan but knew the consequences that would follow if he did. Resisting from making sounds and even moments felt like torture as the princess played with his pike.

Increasing her pleasuring, Cadance retreated her tongue back into her mouth and forced his half-erect cock further down. She used her soft, warm lips to massage his mid and used her hot, wet tongue to dance across his glans; doing so caused the man to scrunch up his face, trying not to make a sound or move.

At each heartbeat she could feel him grow bigger and bigger until she had to pull away or risk getting stuck on his member. Princess Cadance unleashed his almost fully erect penis from her mouth and instantly reached her lips to his glans.

Six inches turned to seven and eventually to eight. The princess of love removed his crown out of her eager mouth and inspected it with surprise and a smile. “Hmm, impressive size with equally impressive girth.”

The mare didn’t say anymore. Princess Cadance adjusted her position so that her head had a better advantage over his saliva coated cock. Isaiah watched in suspense right as the mare on top of him gave him a wink.

His suspense quickly turned into shock when the dominating alicorn fully plunged his cock all the way into her mouth. Her lips glided over his slick prick and stopped at the base; rubbing against the small fine pubic hairs with her chin. Her tongue traced back and forth across his staff as if she was licking a popsicle on a hot summer day.

Despite the workings of her lips and tongue, her throat was what captivated Isaiah’s attention. The hot, wet, velvety walls tightly hug and massage his throbbing cock. He could feel his tip rubbing against the back of her throat and the base of her tongue sticking his glans. The sensation was overwhelming for isaiah, never before had he been deep throated.

Much to his displeasure, Princess Cadance rose her head and mouth off his throbbing cock with tears emitting from her eyes. When his tip was freed, a cascade of saliva dribbled down his mass like a waterfall.

“So...*huff* how…*huff* was that?” She asked in between pants while whipping the tears off her cheeks with a hoof.

“Holy shit…” Isaiah answered with his eyes still wide open.

The mare giggled to him. “I bet you don’t get that sorta treatment by the princesses do you?” He nodded his head. “Yeah, Luna and Celestia can’t compare to me when it comes to deepthroating; they cum within a couple of seconds…”

Isaiah’s face grew a confused expression. “Hold the fucking phone! Luna, Celestia, deepthroated by Cadance… what kind of fucking magic is going on in this place?!”

“Normally I like to have some foreplay Isaiah, but my heat is driving me insane! We’re going straight to intercourse!” Princess Cadance announced to Isaiah while straddling him.

Watching in between her hind-legs, Cadance aimed her pussy until it was hovering over Isaiah’s cock, and when it was, she let herself fall into his member, not realizing how actually big it was.

Princess Cadance screamed in pleasured pain as Isaiah’s spire stretched her walls apart. She gasped with an open mouth when her flanks slammed against his hips, making a powerful shiver shoot up their spines.

Isaiah had his mouth open agape too; his more so in disbelief at how the princess piked herself onto his member. Ignoring rule number two, Isaiah leaned forwards and embraced her in a hug.

“Y-You’re bigger t-than I t-thought…” She quietly gasped out. “Certainly bigger than Shining and maybe even Luna!”

The man let himself smile at the expressing plastered on the mare’s face; a mix of shock and awe. She quickly managed to regain her composure and straighten out her body into a better stance for dominance.

“I’m just going to ignore the fact that you just broke rule number two…” She took a deep breath. “Now lets begin!”

Like a piston, Princess Cadance’s legs began to slowly move up and down and gradually increase in speed. She let out a series of ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ as she rode the human like he was some sort of toy.

Her walls tightly clenched Isaiah cock in a vice like grip that made him whine and groan in pleasure. Princess Cadance was definitely the tightest of the three princesses of Equestria. Each time she would lower her hips and meet his, Isaiah had to remind himself not to cum too early.

Cadance looked back to her body and gasped at what she saw. Going up and down with her movements, she could see the faintest of an outline of Isaiah’s cock bulging out of her belly. The princess watched as it moved inside her that matched her rhythm; she felt so full and could hardly wait for him to finish inside her. The urge for her insides to be filled with his cum skyrocketed along with her growing lust and need.

“Why isn’t he cumming yet?!” She screamed inside her head.

The hotness of Cadance’s flower was driving Isaiah mad with desire. His hands clenched tightly to the bedsheets and he gritted his teeth together as he resisted from thrusting into the mare without her permission. Each time the princess bottomed out, it drove him closer and closer to cumming. Normally Isaiah’s endurance would grant him the pleasure and pride of lasting long in bed, but with Cadance on top of him, he began to worry.

An idea morphed in Cadance’s head. The princess began to lean back while ushering Isaiah to lean forwards in the same direction. Isaiah had escaped small gasp when he noticed the abnormal bulge protruding from Cadance’s belly.

“Get on her knees.” She ordered to Isaiah as she laid on her back on the bed. The man quickly did what she wanted while still deep inside the mare’s drenched pussy. “Hold onto my legs.” Isaiah wrapped his arms around her hind-legs like he was giving them a bear hug. “And thrust into me like theres no tomorrow!”

With no hesitation, Isaiah thrust his hips into her flank as quickly as he could; not wanting to disappoint the princess. When his hips slammed into her flank, a small shower of mare juices would erupt from the mare’s honey pot and a loud, meaty ‘fwap’ would sound and fill the room.

The princess of love once again screamed aloud as he thrusted into her like a wild animal. Her body trembled like the earth during an earthquake as her body was rocked forwards each time Isaiah shoved his cock deep inside her cavern.

She couldn’t control her body anymore. Cadance’s body shook and shivered; her long awaited orgasim was quickly comming and she couldn’t wait for it to arrive. But with the inability of moving her body due to Isaiah’s work, all she could do was let him take care of her.

Isaiah’s heart beat like a high tempo war drum. Small tracks of sweat had began to glide down his back in a helpless effort to cool the man off; the alicorn’s pussy felt like an inferno. Isaiah had not the slightest of clue why he hadn’t reaches his climax yet, and as he thought about his own climax, he could see that the princess he was pounding into was soon to reach hers.

“F-faster!” Cadance cried to him.

The man spread her hind-legs apart and leaned forwards into the mare. Cadance screamed out in ecstasy as his advancing girthy member shoved deep into her. Isaiah increased his the speed and intensity of his thrusts, he piledrived his cock into her like his life depended on it.

“T-thats it! keep going Isaiah!” She screamed to him while wrapping her hooves around his torso and catching her breath before yelling, “I’m cumming!”

He didn’t have time to prepare himself for her climax. His thrusts were slowed when his cock was graped by her walls like a hand gripping a baseball bat. Isaiah let out a low grunt at the tightness that was inflicted upon his mass.

Cadance shot a fore-hoof to Isaiah’s head and brought him close to her chest as she wailed out his name in pure ecstasy. A powerful surge of her cum erupted from her dripping pussy and showered everything behind Isaiah in a spray of her nectar.

When Isaiah saw her eyes roll back into her head, he kept on thrusting as if she still hadn’t reacher her orgasim yet. He began to put his weight into each thrust, sending even more overwhelming pleasure into the mare.

A few minutes passed until Cadance came back down from her euphoric high. Her chest quickly rose and fell like she had run a mile in the summer’s heat, and her body twitched like a junkie without their fix. When she tried to tell Isaiah to slow down, all that came out was a mumbling mess he couldn’t hear over the rhythmic slaps of his hips and thighs hitting her plump flank.

But eventually, Isaiah’s endurance began to run low, forcing him to stop and take a moment to breathe. The brief pause granted Cadance to speak.

“P-please stop for a second,” She mumbled out to him. “oh my~.”

The man let himself collapsed on top of the princess while still inside her, causing her to cry out.

“Sor-- *bbbtttzzz* gah, fucking!”

“I’m still in charge remember?”

Isaiah said nothing and stayed on top her. While still in his resting position, he still found pleasure given to his stationary member as it rested inside her honey pot.

“Let’s try something different shall we?” Princess Cadance began to slowly remover herself off Isaiah’s girth; as task easier said than done. When his crown was released from it’s imprisonment, a small gush of mare-cum followed in it’s wake that made Isaiah coo in pleasure. “Prop yourself against the headboard.”

The man rose up and crawled backwards until his head bumped into the wooden headboard. He watched in silent curiosity as Cadance turned her flank towards him and began to back into him. At first, he thought she wanted her flower to be caressed by his mouth but she arched her back and pressed her puckered hole to his mouth.

When Cadance turned her head, wondering why he wasn’t licking, she was met with confusion. “What? Never played with a mare’s backdoor before?”

Isaiah’s face developed an unsure expression; he shook his head.

“Well, you’re in for a treat Isaiah!” When Cadance began to push her flank onto Isaiah’s mouth, he turned away. “Isaiah, there are either two possibilities. You could either rut my flank, or I can rut your cute little flank with the collection of toys under my bed. The choice is yours.”

Princess Cadance let out a yelped that was quickly followed by a pleasured coo. Backed into a rock and a hard place, Isaiah had no choice but to give her backdoor some attention with his mouth. Playing with the starfish was something Isaiah never really thought of, mostly because Brooklyn never liked it when he poked back there and let alone fit.

“Put your hands on my flanks and give them some love!~”

Rather than gently settling them down on her plumb hindquarters, Isaiah have her flanks a hard spank that was followed by a rough grope. The alicorn let out a gasp and whine at the pleasured pain that was afflicted to her rump.

Princess Cadance closed her eyes and let out small gasps and sighs of bliss while Isaiah danced his tongue and lips over her puckered hole. She would occasionally give her backside a little shake that would cause the bow on her tail dock to ruffle up his hair.

“I hope you like my bow, I often wear them while having sex because it keeps my tail out of the way.”

The man brought his mouth away from her flank hole. “I think they’re really cute.”

Cadance let his small disobedience slide because it was a compliment. “Thank you Isaiah. Now I think I’m all lubed up but I’m not really sure about you…”

The princess spun around and crouched down, and brought his cock into her mouth. Isaiah instantly let out a grunt and a shiver as her lips and tongue massaged him, her saliva quickly coated him and dribbled down his shaft and to his balls. At each pump, Cadance could feel the slight sensation of his tip flaring up, ready to cum; she wouldn’t allow it, not now at least.

She popped his member out of her mouth and licked her lips to break the bridge of salvia that connected him and her. The mare inspected it with eagerness; he was ready as she was. Princess Cadance straddled the man and held her plothole over his slick prick and carefully began to lower herself.

The feel of his hot tip pressing against her puckered hole edged her on even more, the desire to be filled in the otherway grew, a feeling both good and weird. With the pressure she was putting onto his spire, it was causing nothing but annoyance as it stayed stationary at her puckered hole.

Remembering an old trick, Cadance began to move her hips in a circular position while putting pressure on his tip. Her eyes slammed shut and Isaiah let out a strained gasp when the first inch of his saliva coated cock slid into her plothole.

Isaiah could feel the princess tighten and loosen his member as she put more and more pressure onto him. He threaten to twist and shout at the bizarre sensation and situation but he knew better. She was tight, almost even more so than her marehood. The man could feel her muscles relax and contract on him as each inch slowly pressed deeper and deeper.

“O-Okay… that’s e-enough.” Princess Cadance gasped out with him six inches inside her.

The man stayed silent, he didn’t know what to make out of the situation or even feel. Sure, she felt amazing, but then again, he was in her pooper.

Princess Cadance found the strength to start bouncing her flank up and down. Both her and him let out simultaneous gasps at the feeling of their bodies touching each other. Her muscles contracting on him at each rise and fall made him grunt and groan; her ‘other’ walls certainly tighter.

“You’re a dirty little colt aren't you, hmm?” Cadance gasped teasingly. “I bet you like this, letting a mare like me shove your big, meaty cock into my flank; such a perv.”

Her thrusts became quicker in pace and her breathing increased too. She began to slowly take more and more inches of Isaiah’s pride into her, his girth causing her anus to increase in diameter and allow easier passage as she relaxed more and more.

Somehow, Princess Cadance was managing better than Isaiah was. Underneath her, Isaiah made unoticable twists and turns followed by quiet mutterings that couldn’t be heard over the sound of Cadance’s flanks slapping against his thighs. His climax came nearer and nearer as she rode on top of him like a cowboy on a bull. Knowing that the princess would be greatly upset if he not only finished without her permission, but if he did it inside her flank too. If Cadance was going to satisfied, then she would need to be filled to the brim with his cum.

Cadance leaned forwards and pressed her lips onto his; sacrificing some of his cock out of her for more intimate contact. They both held the kiss until Isaiah broke it and lightly bit her bottom lip. She moaned at the love bite and even leaned into him some more.

But all good things come to an end. Princess Cadance saw the stained expression on his face as she bounced up and down on his throbbing cock. She could feel him making small restrained movements under her and could understand what was going to happen soon.

The princess unleashed his spire out of her puckered hole; the sudden change from being full to empty made Cadance want to push him back inside her. Isaiah managed to successfully suppress a groan when he had been freed from her hot, tight confines.

Isaiah watched as the princess lowered her head back down to his spire and spit on his spire to lube him up some more. The feeling of the oral liquid slowly trailing doing his cock caused him to sigh quietly at the welcoming sensation.

Before the man could ready himself for the next round, the pink alicorn of love turned around and mounted him; the reverse cowgirl position if Isaiah remembered correctly. With her bow tied tail to the side, the man could both see and feel the tip of his spear spread her flower’s lips apart and gradually slide inside of her, eliciting an adorable whimper from the princess.

He bit down onto his bottom lip as the tight, soaked walls squeezed his cock as it ventured further into her honey pot. Isaiah could feel her winking button rub and tickle against his base as it peek-a-booed in and out past her vulva.

Isaiah felt like he had the best view in the house; the princess’s taut, pink, supple flanks were captivating to the man. The mere sight of the princess’s mesmerizing hindquarters made Isaiah forget about the rules and caused him to reach out his hands and squeeze her firm, yet soft flanks.

There was something truly magical about her perfect flanks...

Princess Cadance yelped and cooed at the sudden touch of his hands upon her glorious flanks before punishing the man with a volt of electricity. His arms and legs suddenly contracted to his body as she pushed and pulled against his slick cock. When his limbs relaxed and his body ceased to tense, the princess turned her head over her shoulder and gave her tail a few flicks, tickling the man’s chest and face with her colorful tail that she expertly groomed. The look of distaste Isaiah was giving to the princess quickly vanished when she increased the speed of her thrusting against him.

Isaiah’s punishment had diminished his stamina to almost nothing. He could feel the point of no return approaching at an unwanted speed. Each time Princess Cadance pushed against his member, it made him grunt and shiver uncontrollably. Isaiah didn’t want to finish just yet, the possibility of being punished for climaxing without her permission was still present. All he could do was bite the bullet.

Cadance’s panting filled the room along with the sounds of flesh hitting flesh at each pleasuring thrust. The alicorn, astonishingly, could already feel her second climax quickly approaching like a storm. At the best of her abilities, she focused on keeping her pace smooth and steady; a task easier said than done. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, filled her legs with strength, and focused.

Like the first time, Isaiah felt the princess’s wall tightly clamp onto his cock like a boa constrictor suffocating it’s prey. The man, expecting to blow his load all over the princess’s insides, was both surprised and confused when Cadance removed herself of his flared cock. When the petals of her flower graced off and over Isaiah’s tip, his spire threatened to spew his seed all over her trembling backside.

Princess Cadance’s flower shot out an almost constant stream of mare cum as she screamed out in pleasure and joy She quickly launched a hoof to her button and began to vigorously rub it in a circular motion; increasing the intense feeling wracking her body. The mare’s honey sprayed across and all over the man’s body as she squirted more and more like a lawn sprinkler.

Through half-closed eyes, the human could see the princess shaking like a leave in a windy tree. Her legs trembled like those of a land-lover on rough seas, threatening to buckle while her second climax made her reach to new heights. The orgasim made her succom, and her body fell to the plush comforter of her bed.

The sheer sight of the princess riding her high almost made Isaiah break rule number three; his cock twitched and flared, ready to cum at her command or a simple touch.

After a couple minutes passed, Cadance returned from heaven and turned her body so she could see the man. A new flame of desire and arousal ignited when her eyes laid down upon the man; his muscular body shone thanks to her nectar reflecting the candle light, his calm, laid back blue eyes bared it usual charming feature that she and her aunties adored so much.

Round three was in order and Cadance was absolutely sure he’ll finish this time.

The princess’s legs wobbled as she rose to them and shook when she took a few steps closer to him. The mare sat down on his chest, tilted her head, and gave him a kiss on his right cheek.

“You’re such a good colt…” Princess Cadance cooed to him with a voice that was fueled by love rather than lust. She nuzzled his head with her’s and gave him a hug with her fore-legs. The hug was comforting to Isaiah, it was something that was acted out by love.

Princess Cadance wiggled her flank back down to his member and firmly pressed her flower’s petals to his tip. With a little bit of force, the alicorn pushed his cock back into her soaking honey pot. She let out a moan that caused her whole body to vibrate; the fine hairs of her coat tickled his chest as she did so.

The familiar feeling of Cadance’s walls was welcoming to him. Both man and mare could feel each other’s heartbeats, the pulses that could be felt derived pleasure and comfort.

Cadance showed no mercy and started off quick and fast with her thrusts onto him. Her pussy held and gripped him tightly to massage his throbbing cock. Her supple, well formed flanks bounced and rippled every time she slammed down onto his hips. Her cries of ecstasy and joy filled the room occupied before she moved out to live with Shining Armour. Whenever the cock hungry mare would give a particular powerful thrust, it would make Isaiah groan and go slack-jaw at the overwhelming feeling of her pussy.

She bowed her head down; hot exhaled breaths collided against Isaiah’s exposed chest. The man watched the mare bounce up and down onto him, her flanks jiggling like a water balloon, her face scrunched up, her body quake, and her chest quickly rising and falling at each pant she took.

Then there was that feeling, the feeling of no return that sends each party screaming each other’s names with joy and ecstasy. As much as Isaiah wanted release, he wasn’t sure if he was aloud to, Cadance was still in control and he knew she’d ‘discipline’ him again if he disobeyed her. But still, at the pace she was going, he was going to cum soon and her beauty wasn't helping either.

“Why hasn’t he cummed yet?!” Princess Cadance screamed in her head, unaware that Isaiah was doing the exact opposite of what she wanted.

The realization of why hit her like a runaway train, she wanted to stop what she was doing to Isaiah and hit herself upside the head for being so forgetful. Cadance slowed her thrusting, and by seeing the relief wash over his face, she could tell that was was somewhere near.

“Okay Isaiah, when I count down to one, you have my permission to cum…” Princess Cadance seductively purred to him before giggling at his thankful response. “100… 99… 98… 97…”

Isaiah shot her a look that burned with the fires of hell as she slowly counted down. Cadance couldn’t help but to let out a small fit of laughter at the human’s expense.

“Alright, fine. 10…. 9…. 8….”

The alicorn princess counted down slower than she did before. The toyed human could feel his freedom to release coming closer and closer at each number.

“7…. 6…. 5….” She continued to count down.

Isaiah could feel small beads of sweat form and trickle down his head. A thin layer of sweat (mixed with Cadance’s nectar) had accumulated on his chest and shone with reflected light; giving his skin a shiny appearance.

“4…. 3…. 2….”

He held his breath. Waiting for the last number to be counted off so he could reach sweet, sweet release.

“....” Princess Cadance paused, antagonizing the man by keeping him from reaching his much needed release. “...1. Cum.”

Isaiah’s cock unleashed the tidal wave of cum he’d been holding back for too long. His screams of pleasure was met with her’s as Cadance’s insides were plastered and filled with rope after rope of hot, thick cum. Her pussy hugged and tugged his pulsating pride and milked it for more and more.

Being quickly filled with his steaming spunk set sails for her third climax. Desperate for the chance to cum again, Cadance bounced her flanks up and down while earning more cum to fill her uterus.

Blast after blast of his thick spunk caused the pink alicorn princess to cry out in pleasured awe, she could feel each shot of cum collide into her cervix, which chugged more of his cum deeper inside.

The man had to focus on keeping his eyes from rolling to the back of his head. Despite reaching his climax a dozen seconds ago, Isaiah was still pumping more thick, hot, ropes of jizz into her trembling flower. His semen coated his cock and plastered her walls; adding to the overbearing sensation.

As if nothing couldn’t get any more intense, Princess Cadance reach her climax once again. Her body fell onto his and shook as her pussy began to spurt her’s and Isaiah’s cum out, which then began to flow onto Isaiah’s pubic area or onto his balls.

Her flower squeezed and desperately milked Isaiah’s cock for more of his spunk. A few small spurts were earned from his flared tip and started to venture past her cervix and pool inside her uterus.

When Isaiah tried to slide his member out of her burning inferno, he was met with an unhappy whine from the princess when a few drops of his and her cum leaked out, dribbled onto Isaiah, and onto the covers of the bed.

(Mature end)

Princess Cadance and Isaiah laid on the bed, Cadance on top of him and Isaiah holding onto her in a hug. They both stayed still and quiet, the only sounds they made light panting with the occasional sigh. Their hearts began to return to their normal pace; slowly beating back down into the calming lullaby that many love so much.

Unsure if Isaiah had to still obey the princess’s rules or not, the man reach a comforting hand out and massaged her swan-like neck. The mare in his care escaped a coo at the sign of intimate contact.

Cadance ignored the rule he had just broken and promised herself she’d punish him later, doing so now would ruin the perfect mood she and Isaiah were sharing with each other.

“So… what did you think?” Princess Cadance asked while drawing circles onto his chest with one of her fore-hooves.

“Holy shit,” Isaiah breathed out. “diffinity something I won’t be forgetting anytime soon… probably because you drugged me and threw me into this situation!”

The alicorn laid her head onto his chest. “Yeah, slipping roofies into your drink might of been off the charts…”

“And do I need to say anything about the shock collars?” Isaiah asked while giving the collar on his neck a tug. Toying with him, Princess Cadance sent a small jolt of electricity via the collar on his neck. After tensing up, Isaiah gave her a deadpan look, “Wow, really?”

The mare on his stomach leaned forwards and planted a kiss on his lips, reluctantly, Isaiah returned the kiss.

Now that Isaiah wasn’t occupied with Cadance or anything else, he began to scan the room around him. “Cadance, where are we?”

“We’re in my old room inside the private quarters of the castle. I stayed in here before moving in with Shining; pretty much grew up in it too when I wasn’t in school.”

Isaiah made a few last glances around the room. The bedroom was something out of a furniture catalogue for girls; pink and frilly was the overall theme.

“If you want, I can give you a small tour? It’s nothing like Celestia’s or Luna’s chambers but it’s still something to admire.” Cadance offered him.

“Maybe later…” Isaiah sighed while giving Cadance a rub. “but for now, I just wanna chill and relax…”

She didn’t see anything wrong with staying in bed. “I agree but there's a teenie tiny problem~”

“Oh and what’s that?” The man questioned with half-closed eyes,

“We’re not finished yet!” She explained with joy.

“Wha-?”

Princess Cadance wrapped her fore-hooves around his torso and managed to get him into a sitting position. “Isaiah, I know you can last more than that! All those stories my aunties told me about you, your god-like stamina and endurance? Come on Isaiah, we’re far from finished! We still have several more hours until sunrise!”

Isaiah tried to produce a logical sentence with logical reasoning, but all that came out was unintelligible mumbling followed by a whine.

“Oh hush will you?” The princess of love leaned in close, her mouth next to his ear, and with a seductive smooth voice, she said, “Maybe if you stay a good colt, then I’ll remove those pesky collars off of you and let you rut me any way you see fit…”

The human wrapped her into a tight hug and firmly pressed her body against his. With a seductive voice of his own, he said, “Cadance, if it does come to that, then you’ll need a walker to get around the castle for weeks…”

Cadance flinched back. “Maybe I should keep those collars on. I would like to walk normal thank you.”

“Come on baby…” Isaiah cooed into her ear, causing her to shiver at the tone of his calm voice. “If you want, we can put these collars on you? I can tell you that they’re quite… shocking.”

“Isaiah-”

“It’s an electrifying experience...”

Princess Cadance didn’t know to either laugh or punish him for his jokes. “That does it, the collars are staying on you.”

“But Cadance, I’m all amped up for you to wear the collars!”

She sighed, “Just because of the puns, I’m not even going to consider the idea.”

Author's Notes:

Yup, this chapter just happened; shocking isn't it? I'm sorry about the puns, I really am.

Yeah I know that this chapter is uploaded early than I said it would be because I'm leaving to go do some stuff and I don't want to wait and upload it 12 at night.

First I would like to point out something that I noticed before I started writing this AN. The bar with the likes to dislikes ratio says 590 : 52. But when I checked the statistics, the bar graph says 577 : 51, which doesn't make sense at all. 590 likes is great and all but I don't actually think it's correct; is it some kind of bug?

Anyway, thanks for reading and enjoying!

(PS, there's a possibility of a chapter publishing tomorrow)