Chapter 48*

As usual when it came to public incidents, explanations had to be made. Once he got done apologizing to Mary, she went back through the portal to do just that, although she stopped to look around for just a moment – Jeremy smiled, seeing her expression upon being in Equestria for the first time. Jeremy was left to explain the events to Chrysalis and Luna, both of whom promptly insisted he get some sleep and see them in the morning. Jeremy thankfully reflected that the police wouldn’t be coming his way, seeing as Mary had that situation under tight lockdown. Speaking of lockdown, he was sure there would be nothing short of martial law at campus now that that particular secret was out: The threat of a terrorist group invading campus was sure to strike fear into the hearts of just about anyone.

Jeremy made his way back to his bed, collapsing as his adrenaline suddenly wore off. He knew this kind of thing was going to happen eventually, but did it have to be so soon? He wasn’t even married yet. Pulling the blanket up over himself, he briefly considered brushing his teeth – thinking better of exposing himself to questioning dorm-mates so soon, he rolled over and tried to block out the streetlamp outside his window, doing his best to fall asleep and forget the day he’d just had.

10-30-14, 7:07 A.M.

Unable to remain in bed any longer, Jeremy roused himself from his semi-conscious stupor, noting that his roommate had come in sometime during the night and was fast asleep in his own bed. Jeremy quietly opened the closet door, cringing at the noise of the hinges, and slipped through the portal.

Celestia looked like she had had a rough night, and was sipping what Jeremy presumed was coffee as he entered the throne room.

“Jesus, you look awful,” Jeremy noted when he came in, giving her a concerned onceover. “You sure you got enough sleep?”

Celestia blearily nodded, taking another sip before responding. “It took quite a lot of magic to heal a wound like that – I’ll feel better in a few hours. Ethan’s in his cell – I believe Chrysalis was attending to him last.” Surprised at this last comment, Jeremy waved goodbye before heading off to the dungeon to check on Ethan.

Ethan was awake and lively, judging from his expression, and Chrysalis was indeed there, horn glowing green as she lifted over a bedsheet to replace the blood-soaked one that was currently laying in a pile at the foot of Ethan’s bed. Jeremy stepped into the cell, and gave Chrysalis a questioning look: Why was she being so nice? Chrysalis sighed, getting the point, and finished her ministrations before getting Ethan’s attention.

“Okay, so I guess I have to thank you for trying to save my husband-to-be, even though he was already bulletproof and we already had the situation under control. Thanks. Stupid humans and their stupid hero complexes…” Chrysalis muttered as she stormed out of the room, trying and failing to glare at the both of them. Ethan watched her go with a smirk on his face.

“Was she like that with you?” he asked.

Jeremy chuckled. “Yeah, give her some time,” he answered.

With Chrysalis gone, Jeremy remembered another thing to do. “So, what even did you hope to accomplish? Chrysalis brought up some good points – I had magic bulletproofing, and we had the military on campus.”

Ethan rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly, stopping and emitting a grunt of pain after a few seconds. “I guess I wanted to really prove to you guys that I’m on your side here,” he answered, giving a sheepish grin.

Jeremy slapped a hand to his forehead. “You’re crazy, you know that?” he asked rhetorically.

Ethan gave him a bug-eyed grin. “Of course I am!” he answered, and Jeremy gave him a look that suggested concern for his mental stability.

“…Right…” Jeremy replied, and left the room.

The rest of the day was uneventful – he went back to Earth, got lunch, went to his classes and dodged questions, and went to dinner. His academic advisor and teacher of his last class for the day concernedly approached him after class, but Jeremy politely declined to talk, stating that he was perfectly fine and thanking them for their concerns. The dining hall had been patched over with caution tape and plastic wrap, and the area below the windows was devoid of activity – thankfully, the dining hall itself was on a balcony, though the windows appeared to be on the same level due to their sheer size. Students whispered and pointed at him as he silently got food and ate, and he inwardly sighed – so it was back to this, huh? Finishing up, he slipped out of the dining hall and headed back to his dormitory.

Jeremy stepped back into his dorm room fresh from a shower, feeling unnerved by the relative silence. For once, homework was going to be a welcome distraction. Jeremy meticulously went over each problem he’d been assigned, forgoing his usual strategy of just doing the work and trusting in his answers for a more time-consuming method. Not that it helped, anyway – his mind was still on how easily that sniper had entered the campus. If it was that easy to get to him, what would stop the full group once they arrived? Jeremy had been seeing members of the military scattered around the streets, machine guns in hand as they patrolled the areas. Most didn’t react to his presence, but one or two gave him a nod or even a smile, to which he had either responded with a glare or nothing at all. After all, the military hadn’t managed to accomplish anything much the last time they skirmished with this particular group – no, he had had to do everything alone.

He was distracted from this thought process when a letter appeared above him, landing on his head and startling him into making a large scribble mark on his paper. Jeremy looked down at it for a second, and did his best to erase the mark; when that failed, he sighed and opened the letter. “Dear Jeremy,” he read mentally. “Come over to the castle at once. – Princess Luna, Princess Celestia, and Queen Chrysalis,” he finished. What could they want? Surely something hadn’t happened so soon. Confused, he pulled on his pajamas and headed through the portal, replacing the foam cover behind him silently.

Jeremy was surprised to find that the throne room was unoccupied by either Celestia or Luna – was whatever it was that critical? A lone guard pointed him in the direction of the bedrooms, and Jeremy could’ve sworn he heard a snicker behind him as he left. What could that be about? As soon as he reached Celestia’s door, it was flung open, and Chrysalis’ hoof reached out and grabbed him with an unknown, almost magnetic attraction, pulling him into Celestia’s room and closing the door.

All three mares were waiting inside, a hungry grin on each of their faces. Jeremy looked around in half terror, half amusement as they circled around him like predators – he noted that Celestia’s bed looked like it had been magically expanded to over twice its former width.

“So, we all know you’ve been feeling a bit stressed recently,” Celestia began with a smirk on her face.

“And thou doth deserve a brief respite from thy daily toil,” Luna added, coming up behind him.

“So… I hope you haven’t made any reservations. Because for the next six hours, you belong to us,” Chrysalis finished.

A flash of light later, and he found himself sprawled on the bed, clothes in a pile on the floor, and he looked up at the three, smiling as he realized what was going on. Before, they had taken him individually, and each tried not to interrupt the others during such times. This was different – they had clearly planned this together. And six hours?

“You might need to re-study your anatomy – there’s no way I’m lasting six hours.” Chrysalis laughed, and showed her fangs, which were dripping with a clear, non-viscous fluid. “Oh… Right. Drugs. How could I forget?” Jeremy replied sarcastically, and Luna stifled a giggle.

Chrysalis leaned over and bit him on the forearm, trying her best to remain gentle. Jeremy watched with detached interest as the clear liquid seeped out from under the puncture marks, and he noted how he didn’t feel any different.

“Seriously, we have to stop doing this,” Jeremy noted as he examined his forearm.

“It’s perfectly safe, no side effects at all. If there were, you might become tolerant to love – couldn’t have that,” Chrysalis explained. Jeremy supposed that made sense, but all the same had to wonder just how Chrysalis’ miracle venom worked. Oh well, maybe he’d find out later.

The next six hours went by too quickly for Jeremy’s tastes, but all the same he enjoyed every second. His three marefriends seemed to have planned this, for any question as to why they weren’t attending to their own duties was met with a vague “This was scheduled”, and any attempt to exert himself resulted in him being pushed back down onto the bed and told to relax. Again and again they found interesting ways to make him double over in ecstasy, and Jeremy wondered how long they had been preparing for this moment. He wasn’t able to mull over the question properly, though, because he kept getting distracted by a well-timed lick or nip. Jeremy wasn’t exactly surprised when he never seemed to run out of stamina or get tired – clearly Chrysalis’ work. There was no time for him to rest in between, as every time he finished with one mare another was ready to get back into the game.

During Luna's second turn, she gulped and lit her horn, casting a spell to release her stallionhood. "So... we've tried 'handjobs' before, and they were amazing, but dost thou think thou couldst..." she trailed off uncertainly.

Jeremy looked up at her, giving her a confident smile. "Could what?" he asked calmly, looking at her with an expression of complete trust and confidence. Chrysalis was watching curiously, and Celestia was smiling - Jeremy suspected she might have something to do with this.

Luna made a squeak that would have sounded more appropriate coming out of Fluttershy's mouth, and blushed. "Couldst thou... suck on it?" she finally got out.

Jeremy was initially surprised, but hid it well - he couldn't do that to her, not now. She needed him. "Absolutely," he answered, and Luna opened one eye in surprise.

"See, sister? I told you he'd be okay with it," Celestia remarked, and Luna looked at Jeremy, a hint of uncertainty still showing on her features.

Jeremy nodded at her, a slight smile still on his face, and she finally smiled back, taking a deep breath as she spread her back legs, her rod already standing stiff. Part of him was apprehensive - he hadn't done this before, he didn't know if he was any good at it. All the same, he had to try. Leaning down, he slowly approached her cock with his mouth, kissing the tip once. Luna shuddered, and Jeremy looked up at her.

"Just tell me if I mess up, okay?" he reminded her, and Luna nodded, her expression caught between a jubilant grin and an embarrassed frown.

With that, he opened his mouth, and took the first few inches inside. It tasted exactly like he imagined his own did: Salty, a bit sweaty, but overall not unpleasant. Luna had covered her face with her hooves, an embarrassed grin on her face, and Chrysalis leaned over and gently pushed her hooves out of the way so she could watch.

"It's okay, Luna," Chrysalis softly stated. "We're all here for you."

Celestia nodded, and placed a hoof on her sister's shoulder. "Nopony in this room will ever judge you for what you have, Lulu. Please, enjoy yourself."

Reluctantly, Luna dropped her hooves to stare at Jeremy, who was still halfway down her length. To emphasize the point, he swirled his tongue around her member, and Luna shuddered in pleasure.

"O... okay," she gave in, and Jeremy smiled around her shaft before continuing to take it further into his mouth.

About three-quarters of the way down, his gag reflex kicked in - she was hitting the back of his uvula. Sensing his sudden pulse of discomfort, Luna immediately gave him a worried frown.

"Something wrong?" she asked, and Jeremy pulled off and shook his head.

"Nah... just getting used to it," he replied, his voice a little hoarse. Determinedly, he took her cock back into his mouth, and began moving up and down the length, as Luna gave out a soft groan of pleasure. Delighted that he was doing something right, Jeremy continued his motions until he was surprised by Luna thrusting into his mouth, her earlier reluctance forgotten in favor of raw lust. They continued this way for a few minutes more, until Luna shuddered and tensed up.

"We - we are going to - YESS!" she shouted, the Royal Canterlot Voice inflecting her pleasured cry as her fluids quickly filled up the remaining space in Jeremy's mouth and throat. Jeremy, stubborn to the end, swallowed every drop, and after he was sure she had exhausted herself gently pulled off of her slick shaft.

"Wow... that was... a lot," he remarked, and Luna gave an embarrassed giggle.

"We thank thee... for doing... that..." she panted, immediately pulling him into a very emotional hug. Jeremy returned it with interest, quickly kissing her on the forehead before turning back to the other two mares.

"So, ready to get back into it?" Chrysalis asked, pointing to his still-hard cock, which was starting to hurt - Jeremy surmised this was an effect of the aphrodisiacs, and nodded. Gently pushing Luna out of the way, Chrysalis straddled him, and leaned down to kiss him on the lips as her hips began bucking, sliding up and down without upsetting their balance. Jeremy quickly lost track of time once more as his mares resumed fucking him senseless.

Finally, after about three hours in, all three mares had collapsed on Celestia’s bed next to Jeremy, exhausted and sweating.

“That was… the best… distraction…” Jeremy panted, blushing.

Celestia gave a shaky laugh. “We still have three hours… let’s go get cleaned up…” she replied, just as tired as he was.

It took ten solid minutes for all of the four to be able to get up and move around again, and Celestia teleported them to another section of the castle. Here, a steaming bath occupied a spacious stone-tiled room, with a glass roof overhead so they could see the stars and lit torches on the walls. Jeremy looked around in amazement.

“What is this place?” he asked.

Luna laughed. “This is the royal bath,” she said as Celestia calmly stepped into the water.

To Jeremy’s surprise, Luna followed up by cannonballing into the bath, sending a spout of water into the air and drenching Celestia.

“Luna!” Celestia exclaimed in mock outrage.

Luna laughed, and Jeremy took advantage of Celestia’s distraction to slip into the hot water and sneak up behind her, before surprising her with a splash of his own. Celestia yelped in fright as she turned around, and Chrysalis was laughing so hard she rolled into the water herself. Jeremy gave a nonchalant grin, and Celestia stared at him before returning with an evil smile of her own.

What ensued was a splash fight for the ages as Celestia returned fire, using her wings to soak both Jeremy and Luna. Whatever fatigue Jeremy had felt earlier instantly vanished as he attempted to dodge, only to find himself hampered by the water he was moving through. A second later, he was smacked by a tidal wave of water as Chrysalis reappeared from the spot she had fallen in, still laughing as her horn lit up green and Jeremy got hit by a second wave of water.

“Hey, no fair!” Jeremy complained, laughing himself, and smacked an arm against the surface of the pool, creating a long-distance splash that managed to hit Chrysalis in the face.

“Well, it’s not like I can use my hooves,” Chrysalis pointed out, attempting to splash him normally. This was true – the water simply moved through the chitinous holes in her exoskeleton. Jeremy grumbled, still thinking magic was overpowered.

After a few more minutes of this, they settled down into actually enjoying the bath. Jeremy gave a contented sigh as he settled into the water, head only inches above the surface.

“So, when’s our wedding, anyway?” he asked, enjoying the feeling of the hot water.

Celestia hummed in thought. “A few days from now – Princess Cadance said she would try to work with your schedule, so I would guess the weekend.” Jeremy nodded appreciatively, and went back to relaxing, gazing up at the night sky.

Reluctantly, Jeremy exited the pool, promising himself he’d come back sometime if he was able. Tying a towel around his waist, he was teleported along with Celestia, Luna and Chrysalis back to her bedroom, and one spell later the bedroom itself was once again clean and organized. Jeremy found his clothes in a folded pile, and slipped into them, Chrysalis watching curiously.

“You know, a few months ago you’d have freaked out if we saw you changing clothes, regardless of relationship status.”

Jeremy laughed as he struggled into his shirt. “Guess I’m getting used to it.”

With that, they settled into the bed, which was still magically expanded. Jeremy busied himself with cuddling the three mares, paying special attention to their bellies – whatever made that particular part of pony anatomy pleasurable to rub, it hadn’t gotten old.

“So… how dost thou feel about becoming royalty through marriage?” Luna asked.

Jeremy frowned. “You know, normally that would be the thing that would turn me off about marriage. I don’t like politics, and being treated as a member of the upper class just sounds… annoying.”

Celestia chuckled. “One would think the worst part for you would be helping us with the paperwork,” she retorted.

Jeremy snorted. “Hardly. Paperwork is doable. Dealing with people bowing everywhere or something? Not so much.”

Luna looked at him with a small smile. “And here we thought we’d have to convince thee to try it – most of the upper-class ponies run at the sight of a tax form.”

Jeremy laughed. “Sounds awfully familiar.”

As Celestia turned out the lights, her horn temporarily casting a flickering yellow-orange glow on the walls, Jeremy reflected over what he had just said. He felt as though he were changing – the shy human who would have blushed and become tongue-tied at the mere mention of intimacy he had been was being slowly but surely replaced with a more confident and less inhibited version. To put it lightly, he was worried – was he becoming something he might not want to? What would his marefriends think of the personality change – would they be okay with it? Would he cross some line, and ruin everything?

This train of thought was interrupted when Luna leaned over to gently kiss him on the cheek.

“We could never hate thee, thou must know that,” she whispered. Jeremy realized she must have been listening in, and wasn’t even surprised anymore.

“I know, but… what if-“ Jeremy started, but was cut off by Luna’s hoof.

“Do not worry. All will be well,” she replied, and left to attend to the night. Jeremy was about to say something in return, but decided to take her advice to heart, and leaned back down onto the bed, slowly giving in to sleep.

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