Chapter 66*

3-1-15, 11:17 A.M.

Jeremy woke up to find that Celestia and Chrysalis had left already, and Luna had returned to her bed, a soft smile on her face as she dreamed of something particularly pleasant. The sheets had been changed, depicting a different galaxy than the one Jeremy remembered, and he examined them for a moment out of curiosity. Deciding that they looked as amazing as ever, he gently crawled out of bed so as not to disturb Luna’s slumber and made his way out into the Equestrian winter morning.

Princess Celestia was, as usual, overseeing affairs in her throne room. Really, the only thing out of place was her frown: Where normally she wore a regal smile, today she carried an unmistakable air of disappointment. As Jeremy trotted over, she beckoned him over to her with a gesture, before leaning down and whispering in his ear.

“It didn’t work for either of us,” she sighed, and Jeremy gave her a sympathetic look.

“Keep trying?” he whispered back, and she nodded.

“Go see Chrysalis, I don’t know how hers went.” Jeremy nodded, and with that, exited the palace.

He made his way to his office, shivering slightly from the cold and ignoring the looks from passersby – the one time I go naked, and of course everypony stares – it’s winter, even they have clothes on, Jeremy muttered under his breath.

Finally, the familiar door came into view, and Jeremy wasted no time entering. To his surprise, a changeling was tinkering with what appeared to be a small circuitboard, and looked up at him before a snarl came onto its face.

“You’re not supposed to be in here,” the drone hissed menacingly, and Jeremy was taken aback for a moment.

“Well, I would think I am, because this is my office,” he quickly retorted. The changeling looked at him in surprise for a moment, before putting its project down and gesturing for him to follow, glaring at him suspiciously all the while.

They entered the portal to the Hive, and the changeling told him to wait there for a moment. Jeremy idly crossed his forelegs and began tapping out a beat as he waited. Queen Chrysalis flew down a moment later, eyes widening in realization as she spotted him.

“Yes, yes, he is,” she replied to the changeling from earlier, who looked at him in shock.

“M-my apologies, sir, I didn’t know…” the changeling trailed off nervously.

Jeremy waved a hoof in dismissal. “It’s fine, really.”

With that, the changeling slunk back into the office, and Jeremy turned back to face Chrysalis. “Sorry about that,” he apologized, and Chrysalis gracefully accepted the apology.

“So, I thought you might be interested to know that last night was a success on my end – and it’s a queen egg,” Chrysalis informed him gleefully. Jeremy pulled her into a hug, the grin on his face expressing more than his words ever could.

“Great! At least one of you did,” he replied joyfully.

Chrysalis raised an eyebrow. “Were the other two less successful?” she asked, and Jeremy nodded as he stopped smiling.

“Guess we’ll have to keep trying,” he said, attempting to feign indifference. Chrysalis laughed, and gave him a soft punch to the shoulder.

“You’d think you’d be happy about a repeat performance,” she teased, and Jeremy gave an embarrassed grin.

“Yeah, I guess… Still, the other two weren’t.”

Chrysalis looked at him seriously for a moment. “Would you like to… see it? The egg, I mean?” she hesitantly asked.

Jeremy eagerly nodded, curious to see what a changeling egg looked like. Chrysalis led him to the nursery, Jeremy flapping his wings awkwardly and somehow succeeding at getting up there. Inside, the usual mass of changeling babies were crawling around the area – with one notable exception. In the middle, a mound of what Jeremy assumed was the same nutrient gel that filled the cocoons changelings slept in surrounded a single egg, luminescent green with a thin, vein-like web around it.

"How can you tell it’s a queen?” Jeremy asked, curiously examining the egg.

“See that spot there?” Chrysalis pointed out, Jeremy just barely discerning a small gray spot near the base of the egg. “That’s what marks it as a queen – it stays with us into adulthood,” she explained, shifting her mane to let him view the same gray spot on her neck.

“So that’s what that is…” Jeremy muttered in realization.

“As you might have guessed, the reason for the distinguishing mark being so unobtrusive was because most queens back in the day destroyed the eggs of potential successors, and queen eggs evolved to hide this mark as much as possible.” Jeremy nodded, interestedly absorbing this information.

“I wonder if it’ll change back to what it was before, now that there’s no longer a need for that?” he remarked, still studying the egg.

Chrysalis shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not. Evolution takes hundreds of years for us, at the very least – we’ll have to wait and see.”

They returned to Chrysalis’ throne, and a thought occurred to Jeremy. “What happens after this egg succeeds you as Queen?” he asked.

Chrysalis looked at him confusedly. “What do you mean?” she asked.

“Like, once she – I’m assuming it’s a she – grows up and takes the throne. Do you… die?” he hesitantly asked.

Chrysalis stared at him for a second, wide-eyed, and then burst into laughter. “I keep forgetting how little you know!” she forced out, still chuckling and wiping a tear from her eye. “No, I don’t die – why would I? After I have given up my title as Queen, I shall become an Elder, and live forever,” she informed him.

“What does that look like?” Jeremy asked, feeling all the naiveté of a child. Chrysalis hummed in thought for a moment.

“Think… think Princess Celestia, in terms of body structure and height, but more changeling-y,” she answered.

Jeremy chuckled. “Ah, using the very technical terminology, I see,” he teased, and Chrysalis pushed him playfully.

“You know what I mean,” she replied, grinning.

“Say, if Elders live forever, how come I haven’t seen one?” Jeremy asked.

Chrysalis grimaced. “Biologically, they’re immortal. Physically? Not so much. The Great Elder Purge is regarded as one of the worst atrocities in changeling history – carried out by my predecessor, Queen Mimica. I killed her for that… among other things,” Chrysalis admitted, frowning deeply.

Jeremy pulled her into a hug. “Sounds like she got a just death,” Jeremy concluded, and Chrysalis nodded once, a small smile coming to her face as she pulled away.

The day was, for the most part, uneventful – Jeremy helped oversee things at the hive, occasionally discussing the various updates of his life with Chrysalis, who in return talked about the news she had been getting from the other queens. Finally, the moon rose, and Jeremy hopped off a newly made changeling throne and began trotting over to the portal.

“Where are you going?” asked Chrysalis.

“To try again, right?” Jeremy reminded her.

“Oh… right. I mean, I was going to talk about raising changelings, but do that first,” she agreed.

Jeremy nodded solemnly. “I’ll be sure to come back here so we can discuss that properly,” he responded, and they shared a kiss before he stepped through the portal.

Given that the moon had only just come up, Night Court was not quite open yet, and Jeremy found Luna in her study, reading over a book with Celestia.

“Harry Potter and the – oh, you are kidding me,” Jeremy read over their shoulders, laughing.

“What? It’s a good book!” Luna protested. Jeremy rolled his eyes, and Celestia bumped him on the shoulder with a wing.

“Just because you’ve read it fifty times doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it,” she reminded him, smirking.

Jeremy gave out a small ‘hmph’ in response. “So, when do we want to start Round 2?” he asked, and Luna blushed as she put the book down.

“Eager, much?” she teased, and Jeremy stifled a giggle. Celestia snorted in amusement, and stood up.

“I don’t know about you, but I feel like I should shower before we do it – I must smell awful.”

Jeremy raised an eyebrow. “Wouldn’t you just smell sweaty again afterwards?”

Celestia pondered this, before letting out an amused chuckle. “I suppose I would – very well, if you insist.”

Jeremy smiled. “Just trying to save you that extra bit on hair care products,” he joked.

With that, they were ready to start. Celestia spread herself out on the bed, and Jeremy moved into position. He was just about to enter when out of nowhere, Chrysalis appeared, tackling Celestia off the bed while giggling like a maniac.

“Chrysalis, what are you-“ Jeremy started, but was cut off as Chrysalis put a hoof to his lips.

“I called first, remember?” she reminded the other three, and Jeremy immediately and unsuccessfully tried to stifle a snort of amusement as the memory came back to him.

“Yeah, yeah you did,” he agreed, still chuckling, and Celestia pouted as she was robbed of her position on the bed.

“Well, I call first next time,” Celestia declared, and Luna giggled. Chrysalis spread her legs, and Jeremy positioned himself over her entrance.

“Ready?” he asked, and Chrysalis eagerly nodded, hips bucking slightly in anticipation.

“Mount me already,” she begged, and Jeremy hid a blushing grin as he pushed into her. “Aahn, yes…” Chrysalis moaned as he began moving in and out of her, his medial ring causing an unusual sensation every time it entered or exited.

“Not to insult, but you feel looser than usual,” Jeremy remarked.

“I just laid an egg, what did you expect?” Chrysalis replied, smirking.

Jeremy grinned. “I’d crack a joke about that, but I’d rather not get decapitated today,” he commented, snorting with amusement.

“Didn’t you just, though?” asked Chrysalis, and Jeremy gave her a confused frown. “Crack. You know, like an egg,” Chrysalis sighed, though her exasperation was ruined by the short pants and slight shuddering of her arousal. Jeremy went right back to laughing, placing a hoof to his face as the other two burst into giggles. Chrysalis leaned up and stared into his eyes. “Looks like you’re up next for the guillotine, then,” she declared solemnly before laughing.

“Oh no!” Jeremy mockingly responded, doing his best to keep a straight face and failing magnificently. A shuddering breath from him signified he was about to finish, and in one fluid motion Chrysalis pushed her hips upward, taking him to the hilt as he came inside her. “Wow, I didn’t even say anything…” Jeremy commented afterward, panting slightly. Chrysalis gently purred, sliding herself off of him.

“I know my way around stallions,” she simply responded, and immediately headed for the shower.

After watching her go, Celestia shook her head, a small grin on her face. “Of the three of us… Chrysalis is the funniest during sex,” she commented, and Jeremy nodded with a chortle.

“Hmph. We shall have to see about that,” Luna grumbled, and Jeremy gave her a searching look. Luna, seeing this, gave him a secretive grin in response, and he rolled his eyes before turning back to Celestia.

“Alright, let’s do this,” he muttered, still hard from his earlier attempts.

“At this rate, thou shalt be a proper Casanova – three mares, one bed, every night,” Luna pondered.

Celestia chuckled. “If he were the real Casanova, it’d be more like three every hour,” she retorted, and Jeremy paled in mock horror, laughing a moment later. With that, he entered Celestia’s marehood, and quickly plunged the entire length inside her, the sun princess’ tight walls squeezing around him as Celestia accommodated to the length. “Ah… this, I’ll never grow tired of,” she sighed, looking up at him fondly.

“I just love how casual this has become between us. Half the time we’re exchanging jokes, and the other half we’re talking about our day – what happened to the love songs, the epic battles?” Jeremy joked.

Celestia booped him on the nose with a hoof. “I thought you said you were done with that?” she reminded him gently. “Besides, this is what sexual partners usually do – it’s a sign of a healthy and stable relationship, according to my niece.”

Jeremy raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what are the other signs of a healthy relationship?” he asked, half curious and half hoping for a joke.

“The usual stuff – communication, expression of feelings, reciprocation… Cadance can drone on for hours about it, I think she gets it from Twilight,” Celestia reminisced as Jeremy continued to slide in and out of her dripping wet pussy, the fluids beginning to puddle on the bed.

Luna surveyed this with distaste. “Sister, we have had to change our sheets so many times recently… can we go back to doing this on thy bed instead of ours? Or, better yet, reserve a separate bed for the occasion?”

Jeremy chuckled evilly. “I’m thinking red, with little hearts embroidered along the edges…”

Both sisters shouted “NO!” at the same time, and all three promptly burst out laughing, Jeremy hardly even noticing as he came inside Celestia. Celestia shuddered with delight, however, and a moment later had her own orgasm, her walls clamping down on him as copious fluids made their way out her entrance.

Without further ado, Luna fairly pushed Celestia off the bed with her magic. “Court starts in thirty minutes, let us hasten this procedure,” she declared while examining a clock hung on the far wall, and Jeremy nodded seriously as he immediately mounted her, forgoing foreplay in favor of not making her late. Thankfully, he was still dealing with the stimulation of the two previous orgasms, so it was only a few minutes before he hunched over her, somehow still managing to produce fluid despite his earlier efforts. Luna had been giving herself a quick-and-dirty hoofjob the entire time, her cock spurting out significantly more fluid and coating Jeremy’s belly.

“Ahh… there we go! Just have to get cleaned up – sorry for the rush, dearest, but we really must go,” Luna stated somewhat reluctantly, planting a kiss on his cheek.

“Nah, it’s cool, get going,” Jeremy replied, returning the kiss. Luna toweled herself off quickly, cast a few spells, then trotted out of the room, her cock vanishing from sight just as she closed the door.

Celestia, who had been watching with amusement, stifled a giggle as Jeremy caught sight of his white-caked underbelly.

“Goodness, you’re dirty. Would you like me to clean you?” Celestia asked, leaning over him.

Jeremy laughed. “Why not, we’re both in need of a bath anyway…” He attempted to trot over to the bathroom, but Celestia stopped him with her magic, flipping him over in midair. “Wha- hey!” Jeremy protested, laughing slightly.

“Dripping on the carpet? I don’t think so,” Celestia declared, levitating him over to Luna’s bathroom. They entered to find Chrysalis whistling a tune as she toweled herself off, seemingly oblivious to their presence. However, a moment later, she chuckled with her back still to them.

“What, you thought I didn’t hear you? Come on in, I’m just finishing up.” Jeremy grinned, and Chrysalis stared as soon as he caught sight of him, still being held belly-up by Celestia’s magic. “…What in the name of the hive happened to you?” Chrysalis asked.

Jeremy snickered. “Luna did a thing,” he answered by way of explanation, and Chrysalis giggled.

“A thousand years on the moon must have blue-balled her something fierce,” the changeling queen commented, and with that trotted out of the room, still laughing. Celestia, for her part, stepped aside, though she sighed as Chrysalis exited.

“I might have to talk to her about that last bit, Luna’s still touchy about her exile,” Celestia explained with a  frown as she set him down in Luna’s private bathtub and turned on the water.

Jeremy gave out a soft “Yeah…” but was stopped from saying anything further by the blissfully hot water.

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