Author's Notes:

Twilight is Magic read order
To my homegirl Skizee. Happy Birthday!

To everyone else, as this is not a stand alone story, the assumption is that you read/enjoyed the other TiM stories. If you did, enjoy! Otherwise, I'd highly recommend starting with story number one, not number eight.

Shimmering Night followed her marefriend into their chambers. She was still unsure just what Ataxia was getting at when she mentioned that she had an idea of what she wanted to do that night. It was a little confusing what the unicorn might want -- especially since this was the first real night that Ataxia had any energy since her recovery from the events of two weeks ago.

“What are we doing?” she asked her friend.

Ataxia flopped on to their bed. Using her magic she closed and locked the door. “Something I've wanted to do for years now,” she said seductively.

The reality of Ataxia’s desire hit Night like a ton of bricks. 'Of course this is what she would want to do, how could I have been so stupid?' Night thought.

“Ataxia, no.”

“Yes,” Ataxia said with a grin.

“You’ve just recovered. You shouldn’t be doing something like this,” Night said, trying to deflect. Although, a large part of her wondered why she was fighting against it.

“Night, how long have you known me?”

“All my life.”

“Don’t you think I know me well enough to know what I can and can’t do by now?”

“Ataxia, you’re not exactly the Princess of Good Decisions.”

Ataxia’s eyes widened. She looked down, hurt. Night began to apologize. “No. No. No. No. No. That’s not what I meant.” She ran to her friend, still lying in the bed. Ataxia lay her head down and started sniffling, which made Night feel even worse about the situation.

“I wasn’t referring to…I didn’t mean…”

Ataxia rolled over and wrapped her hooves around Night’s neck. Using her momentum (with a little help from her magic), she flipped the larger alicorn over her and rolled on top, locking lips with Shimmering Night.

The sudden one-eighty Ataxia displayed flabbergasted Shimmering Night. She rebelled, trying to push the smaller unicorn off and screaming at her for using such an under-hoofed ploy.

Or her mind did anyway.

She was still underneath the unicorn, enjoying the sensation of the smaller mare’s lips pressed against her own.

Unconsciously, Night slightly opened her mouth, allowing Ataxia’s far more experienced tongue entry.

The appendage made its way inside, immediately dominating Night’s tongue while tasting every inch of her mouth. Night’s body relented. She let the mare do whatever she wanted. She felt Ataxia’s hooves travel up and down her sides. They massaged her flank in just the right ways.

Night did not know when her body decided to ignore what her mind was telling it, but she was suddenly very happy it did. Ataxia’s touch on her flank, her lips pressed against her own, her tongue in her mouth, even the feel of her fur against her own. Every sensation brought a new feeling to the mare. It felt… it felt like, well, she could not actually say.

Her mind checked out, refusing to help a body that would not listen to it anymore.

All she knew – the only thing Shimmering Night knew for sure – was that she wanted more.

Ataxia also wanted more, but this was the first time for her and Night, so she would not rush into it. No, she would do this properly, else it ruin it for both of them. Ataxia knew from experience that bad sex could kill any relationship.

She pulled back, smiling at the light purple alicorn under her. Night did not want to let her leave. She could stay locked like that for hours, days even. When their lips finally broke apart and her tongue’s new friend left, she opened her eyes and whimpered at the sudden loss of contact.

Ataxia just smirked. She began tracing a trail of kisses up and down Night’s neck. As soon as she got to the lower part of her neck, Ataxia bit slightly, causing a tiny bit of pain to the young alicorn beneath her.

“Ow! What the hey, Ataxia?”

Ataxia paused to look at her work. She had bitten a little harder than she intended, but it achieved her goal of leaving a mark on Night’s fur. It was her mark, a way for her to say “I did that, she’s mine.”

“I’m sorry, let me kiss it and make it better,” Ataxia cooed.

Night wanted to end it then and there, but when Ataxia started back up again, she found that she lacked the simple ability to say no. Her body once more betrayed her mind. The small kisses, followed by licks to the tender area soon found Night lost in bliss one more time, as Ataxia’s expert tongue knew just how much pleasure to combine with the pain in order to enhance both.

Everything is relative after all, it takes pain in order to truly appreciate pleasure.

Ataxia’s normal proclivities would see her going a little; well… a lot further by now, but for Night’s sake she was doing her best to hold herself back. But Ataxia could hold herself in check for only so long. She wanted more… she needed more, she could feel every inch of Night’s coat under her. Unlike Night, she kept her eyes wide open, enjoying the sight of the alicorn squirming beneath her as she licked and rubbed all the right spots on Night’s stomach.

Her tongue tasted every inch of the mare. If someone were to ask her what Princess Shimmering Night tasted like, first she would first knock the pervert all the way out of Equestria with one shot from her magic, then she would say she tasted like lilies.

That just happened to be Ataxia’s favorite food, whether or not that was something new. Not even Ataxia could say, but from that point on, it is what she would say was her favorite food.

Ataxia’s patience was wearing thin; she could no longer hold herself back. Her kisses and licks started to move slightly downward, she moved slowly, well, slowly for her. Her tongue left behind a trail of wet, matted fur. She listened, and felt Night reply through her body’s reaction. So far, the feedback was perfect. Every move, touch, and taste left Night exactly where she wanted her to be.

That all changed when Ataxia tried to go for the golden goose.

Her impatience won out when she reached Night’s nipples. All at once, she began to suckle on one and her right hoof rubbed against Night’s nether regions. Her reason had been simple, if this worked out; she was home free for the rest of the night. Her mind told her that based on the scent and wetness coming from Night, it was a safe bet.

This sudden input of signals from two of Night’s most sensitive locations brought her mind back in control of her body. She jumped straight up in the air at the sudden contact, as if she were a cat suddenly dropped into a puddle of water.

“Ataxia!” Night shouted.

The movement caught Ataxia completely off guard. The larger alicorn proved a lot stronger than she looked. Ataxia was knocked to the floor on her back.

Ataxia was seeing stars as she looked up at her Shimmering Night. It was Ataxia’s turn to complain.

“What the buck, Night?”

Night looked down at her friend and blushed. She hadn’t meant to hurt her like that, though there had been quite a lot that she had not meant to do that night.

“I… I’m not ready for that…”

Ataxia dragged herself to her shaky hooves. She sighed inwardly. ‘I should have known it wouldn’t be that easy.’

“Not ready for what, Night?” Ataxia asked innocently.

“You know…”

Night looked at the bed, noticing a slight damp spot that told her that her body firmly disagreed with what her mouth was saying.

“No, I don’t. Tell me, what are you not ready for?”

“You know….”

Night said the last word under her breath.

“I’m sorry, it might be the concussion, but could you say that one more time. I couldn’t hear you.” Ataxia rubbed a hoof against her head, faking injury.

“Don’t make me say it.”

Ataxia just smiled, she had been expecting this. “Say it.” she said in a firm, commanding voice.

“Sex.” Night said a little louder.

“You’re going to have to speak up. I’m still a little hard of hearing from being knocked to the floor.”

“I said; I’m not ready to have sex yet!” Night shouted the words, blushing as she realized she said it a lot louder than she had intended too.

“There it is,” Ataxia said to herself. “Oh, that’s what you were talking about.”

Night glared at her.

Ataxia smiled as she jumped on the bed next to her friend. She wrapped a hoof around her. Night, taken aback, was not sure if this was another trick. She decided to trust Ataxia one more time.

“Night, when was the last time you had sex?”

Ataxia’s bluntness took Night by surprise.

“I’m not answering that!”

Ataxia smirked. “It was with Bright Dawn, wasn’t it?”

“I… I…”

“Thought so. Night, that was over a year ago.”

“So?”

“So, you’re more than ready. I think the sheets are testament to that.”

Ataxia glanced at the wet spot that Night had hoped she did not notice. The realization that Ataxia knew about it caused Night to blush in more ways than one.

“I… I do-.”

Ataxia locked lips once more with her marefriend, cutting off Night’s reply. Night pushed her off and started to cover all the reasons why she was not ready for this.

She went over all the reasons why they should not do this right now.

That is what her brain wanted her to do anyway. Yet again, her body wanted something completely different. She lost herself in those lips, those perfect lips. Against rational thought, Night began placing her own hoofs on Ataxia’s mane, running them up and down through the dark blue mane that Ataxia had inherited from her mother.

Ataxia smiled as she felt the touch from Night. She broke off the kiss one more time and looked her friend in the eyes. “I told you that you were ready.”

“It's… It’s just that it’s my first time with another mare… be gentle, ok?”

Night’s brain could not believe what it had just said. It rebelled against what was happening, fighting and screaming all the way.

However, it had no chance of retaking control. Night’s heart and libido had it imprisoned in a deep, dark dungeon. The two of them were unwilling to let it get in the way again.

“Well, if that’s all you’re worried about, I have an idea.”

“What’s that?” Night asked, unsure where Ataxia was going.

“A little spell I was working on. I never got it to work as intended though, but I think… I think with your help I can make it work.”

“Oh?”

“I just need to borrow your magic, just for a little while.”

“Ataxia… I don’t know if it’s a go...”

Night’s stopped when she saw Ataxia’s puppy dog eyes.

“Well, if you don’t trust me…”

“I didn’t say that. Ok, fine.” Night said reluctantly.

“Great!” Ataxia jumped up, her mood instantly changed. Part of Night knew that Ataxia had just played her. Sadly, her heart and libido just locked that part of her in a prison. Ataxia lowered her horn, ready to receive Night’s power.

Night was unsure just how this would work, or what Ataxia wanted to do with her power, still, it was far too late to turn back now. She slowly lowered her horn and willed… commanded her power to transfer over to the unicorn, just for an hour.

As soon as the tips of their horns made contact, Ataxia could feel more power than she had ever known before in her unicorn form. It was unreal just how much magic she could control right now. The mare felt like she could do anything at that moment. She started to think that this had been a really, really bad idea. Her mind began second-guessing itself, worried that she might turn again, that she might start hurting others, that she might trans….

“Are you ok?” Night asked.

She fought it all back, a feat only achievable by keeping her focus on the mare in the bed. She pushed it all down, keeping focused on the one thing in the world that still mattered to her, the one thing she wanted more than anything else.

“Yeah… sorry about that. I just… I just wasn’t expecting that, I’ll be ok.”

“Mind telling me what you’re up to?”

“I think it would be easier to just show you.” Ataxia said with a smile. She pointed her horn and concentrated on the other side of the bed. Using her own magic, Ataxia’s horn lit up in a white flash, temporally blinding Shimmering Night.

When her vision returned, Night was stunned at what she saw.

On the other side of the bed stood two ponies… two stallions. One was a light purple alicorn with a rainbow mane and purple eyes. The second was a purple unicorn with a dark blue mane and green eyes. It took her only a second to realize that Ataxia had just made two male copies of both of them.

“I… I… I don’t… what is this?” Night could not find the words for a whole sentence.

“Great, isn’t it? I’ve been working on these for ages.” Ataxia walked over to them and started admiring her work. It was true, she had been working on these for years now, trying to get every detail perfect. Finally, she had succeeded.

“You’ve made male clones of us? How… why… when… where… what?”

“Well… they’re not really clones; I could never get them to do anything. Don’t get me wrong, their dicks work fine, but other than that, they’re nothing more than sex toys. For about an hour anyway, then they simply disappear.”

Night was far, far to flabbergasted to respond to Ataxia’s crude comment. “But I got an idea to fix it, when Rainbow told me about your powers yesterday at dinner, I got to thinking that you might be the key to making this work. So I wanted to try this out.” Ataxia said with a smile.

“I… I… I…”

Night truly had no words for this.

“Let’s give it a shot.”

Ataxia pointed her horn at the ponies she had conjured.

In another flash of white magic, she gave it everything she had, well… everything she got from her marefriend anyway.

Night knew enough to shut her eyes this time.

After the flash, she opened them, just in time to see the unthinkable; both of the new stallions were blinking. She could see their chests rising and falling, and despite herself, she could not help but admire the Ataxia stallion’s firm rippling muscles as he breathed in and out.

“Are… are they alive?”

Ataxia walked over and poked them a few times. To her disappointment, they did not respond. She waved a hoof in front of their eyes. No response there either.

“Doesn’t look that way. Damn, I was so sure it would work.”

Night stood, her curiosity getting the better of her. She ran a few tests herself.

They were definitely breathing, she could see that much, basic bodily functions seemed to be in place. When she pressed her ear to their chest, she could hear their heartbeats.

“They’re alive; it’s just that no one is home,” Night said, sure of her conclusions.

Ataxia stared at her. “What?”

“They’re living, breathing, but other than that there is nothing in there.”

“Well, that sucks… I thought they would at least be able to walk or something.”

At that, both ponies started to walk forward.

Night jumped back, stunned. Ataxia’s eyes went wide. Her plan might not have worked just as she had wanted, but it still worked.

“Stop!” Ataxia shouted, testing to see if her thoughts were correct.

Both ponies stopped.

“Amazing!” Night shouted. “You know this could lead to…”

Ataxia cut her off.

“Time for that later, egghead. I created these two for a reason and I want to get back to that.”

“Why did you…”

Realization hit Night immediately. “Oh, no.”

“Oh, yes! First thing -- I need to be able to tell them to do something different from each other… maybe if I give them names.”

Ataxia walked over to her own clone, “I think I’ll name you… Btaxia.”

“Btaxia? That’s stupid.”

“Hey, you create your own clone next time and you can name it whatever you want, besides, there is already an Ataxia, anything less needs to be named as such. Btaxia, nod at me.”

The Ataxia clone nodded once, just the Ataxia clone. Ataxia squealed in joy. “It worked!”

“What are you going to call the other one?” Night asked.

“I’ll get to that in a second, first things first, you two.”

Both clones looked up at Ataxia.

“You two are only to take orders from me, got it?”

They nodded, it was a gesture that sent shivers down Night’s spine. She did not know whether she should run from the room as fast as she could or see where this was going.

Ataxia saw the hesitation in Night face.

She walked over and rubbed her coat against her friend’s. “Hey, relax. I know you’ve never been with a mare before; I figured that this would be a nice way to break you into it.”

“Wait… you did this for me?”

“Well, no. I did it for me when I wanted you to rut me silly for years, but I’m glad that it could help you too.”

“But… it’s not you though.”

“Yeah it is, he’s a direct clone of me, so it is me, just as a stallion. No different than when your parents would change sex on their special occasions.”

“Can we not talk about my parents having sex, it kind-of kills the mood,” Night said under her breath.

She had to admit it, a male Ataxia rutting her senseless… Btaxia rutting her senseless, it was causing all sorts of reactions in her body.

Ataxia smiled at that one. She should have expected such an answer. ‘After tonight, you may have a new appreciation for sex overall,’ she thought.

“So, back to your clone, I think I will call him… SC.”

“SC? Why SC?”

“’Cause I want him to leave me with a Shimmering Cunt,” Ataxia said with a smile.

With that command out there, SC used his larger bulk to push Ataxia onto her back and on the bed. He immediately began to lick up and down Ataxia’s nethers. His sandpaper like tongue started at the base of her tail and only stopped well after leaving her cunt.

The onslaught sent shivers down Ataxia’s spine.

She could feel every inch of the stallion’s tongue. She enjoyed it all. Every time she had created him before, it was nothing more than a life-sized sex toy of the mare she wanted to bed more than anything else. She had to do everything. Now, now she could simply enjoy it as someone… something else took control.

She wanted it to be the real deal, but they had to work up to that. Night would, eventually, be the one to eat her out, but not right this second.

Seeing her friend licked like that caused a LOT of different feelings in Night. She wanted to look away, she wanted to look anywhere else but at that. Yet, she could not look anywhere else. Her body betrayed her again.

Shimmering Night found herself licking her lips, wondering just what Ataxia’s more intimate areas tasted like. She made a promise to herself that come Hades or high water, she would know that taste by the end of the night.

Ataxia looked over at her with a smile. She recognized the look on Night’s face instantly; it was the look of pure lust. “Btaxia, I think the princess could use some personal attention too, Do whatever she asks, but you’re not allowed to stop until I give the order, regardless of what she says.”

Night’s eyes went wide at that one.

Watching her friend get worked over by her…her clone, it had caused her to forget about the other one. “But… but… but…”

“Relax Night, think of it as nothing more than masturbation. They’re just toys after all,” Ataxia said with a smile as SC’s tongue went over her sensitive nub, she had no doubt that he was living up to his name right now.

Night wanted to protest that she would never, but that was a fool’s hope. Btaxia’s lips connecting to her own immediately stopped any further attempt to get out of it. She felt his tongue worming its way into her mouth. Despite herself, she let it in, just as before she could feel it. It was the same as when Ataxia had kissed her moments before, yet different.

This was not the mare she had known, or the one she had admitted to loving. This was the stallion version of that mare. She could feel the differences, the way he moved his tongue back and forth in her mouth, the way his lips just felt… different.

It was both exciting and disappointing.

Even thought it was more her style, her heart told her that this was not Ataxia. However, her libido came out on top as the winner this time. She pulled back from the kiss and said one word.

“Bed.”

The Btaxia clone understood and followed her to bed. She could feel his breath on her nethers as he followed a little closer than she would have liked. The response was instant. Her pussy was dripping with every exhale. Ataxia had been right; she was more than ready for this.

She was just not aware of it. She denied this part of her. Until now that is. No more, she wanted a good rutting unlike any other.

Night placed her front hooves on the bed and spread her back ones.

“Rut me senseless!” she commanded the Btaxia clone.

“No!” Ataxia shouted, somehow the mare had enough sense in her to see what Night was planning on doing despite SC’s tongue work. “Btaxia, take it slowly, warm her up to it first.”

Night looked confused at what Ataxia was talking about. She did not know what Ataxia meant. This was how she always had sex with Bright Dawn.

Btaxia nodded.

He proceeded to mount Night, an action that made her think that he would in fact listen to her and not Ataxia, but he did not go in. Not yet anyway.

She felt his small frame grab onto her. It may have been small, but she could feel the muscles in it. He began kissing her slowly on her neck, ever so slowly she felt his member fully engorge as he lightly grinded it on the outside of her lower lips, slightly teasing her with the possibility of entry but never actually going in.

It was at once maddening to the mare and exciting like she had never known.

After a few minutes, Night felt her lower legs give out on her; she fell to her knees, an action that allowed the Btaxia clone better access to all the right areas on the much larger pony. She let out a moan moments after that, Ataxia smiled at that responce.

She had a front row seat to the whole thing, her head positioned right next to the main action.

Night did not know if it was the grinding of Btaxia’s cock against her cunt, that she had not had any in over a year, or if it was that Ataxia’s face was inches away from the action. Whatever the cause was, she found herself quickly approaching orgasm. “I… I… I…”

“Now you can enter her,” Ataxia said with a smile.

That was all it took,. When Btaxia’s cock-head penetrated her walls, Night let loose a scream unlike any other.

Waves of pleasure overcame the mare with her first real dicking in over a year. It had never, ever been like this before with Bright Dawn. The two of them had never experimented before, not like this. Their sex was always more or less traditional. Night would present, and Dawn would enter and leave when done.

She never imagined it could feel this good. To say it was amazing would be an understatement. Yet, the best was yet to come. Btaxia could only respond to orders given, his orders were to enter the mare directly under him, and that is what he did.

His powerful thrusts carried Night’s orgasm above and beyond that which she initially knew. She felt herself taken to the edge and pushed far, far beyond anything she had ever thought possible, each and every thrust took the mare to new heights, new sensations.

When she was finally aware of what was going on again, Btaxia was going in earnest. She could feel his phallus pushing in and out of her at rapid speeds, his sack bounced against her flank, and for once, she did not stop to think about it. She did not care what it looked like; she only said one word.

“Faster.”

That got Ataxia’s attention in a big way. At some point during Night’s orgasm, SC had started rutting her as well. She turned and smiled at Night. “Well, how was orgasm number four?”

Night turned at that. Half of her could not believe that she had orgasmed four times, another part of her could not believe that it had only been four times.

Night repositioned her back legs and lifted herself up on them, allowing the Btaxia clone better access to her so he could go even faster. He did not disappoint.

As Ataxia watched, she fought back her own pleasure at the SC clone. Tonight was not about her, it was about Night and now was the time to make her move. Using her magic she repositioned herself slowly, directly under Shimmering Night. It did not surprise her just how wet the bed was directly under the mare. Some of it was sweat, but the majority of it was mare cum.

She breathed in deeply, as it was a scent that she never wanted to forget.

Night was so distracted she was not even aware that Ataxia had repositioned herself directly below her pussy, a pussy that was currently getting the rutting of its life.

Pausing only a second to admire the view, Ataxia decided that she liked the name SC, it would become her new nickname for Night after they finished.

“Hey, Night? What’s Aurora’s favorite song?” Ataxia asked the question out of the blue.

The question caught Night off guard; she was unsure why Ataxia would bring up her sister at a time like this. “Eat my cookie,” she replied between grunts.

“If you insist.”

Ataxia’s tongue began its own onslaught of Night’s cunt. All the while Btaxia never stopped, never slowed down.

If Night thought she had known the height of pleasure before, this was something entirely new. The pleasure ship she was on blasted off and left the atmosphere to space, heading well past the moon.

Ataxia barely managed to pull her head out of the way before Night collapsed on the bed. She smiled at her work, it was without a doubt one of the best nights she could ever remember. Still, she could make it even better.

As she rested her head on her friends flank, she spoke one last command to both Btaxia and SC. “Cum.”

Both stallions gave one final push, their rock hard members filling up both mares well past the breaking point. For Night, this was one further push on a long, long road. The hot sperm filled her up past full. With the large penis still inside of her, it dribbled out on the sheets, mixing with her own body secretions.

Ataxia finally stopped holding herself back, letting the pleasure of SC rutting her overcome her defenses and rode out the first orgasm she had that night.

Both mares passed out like that -- Ataxia’s head resting on Night’s flank, Night’s head resting on the bed.

Btaxia and SC never received a command to pull out. As such, they stayed like that. Their members filling their opposites until the magic that created them finally faded.

………

Ataxia’s awareness came back to her two hours later. She woke up to somepony licking at her well-used pussy. For a second, she thought that the SC clone was still around, still going to town on her. That is why Ataxia was surprised when she saw just who it was. Shimmering Night was the one down there.

Ataxia just smiled. “Now that’s the best way to wake up.”

Night jumped at that sound, unaware that her friend was awake. “Sorry, sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry for,” Ataxia said with a smile on her face.

“I… I was just, curious what it tasted like.”

“And?”

Ataxia had tasted herself a few times before, but she wanted to know what Night thought it was like.

Night smiled. “I can’t place my hoof on it, but I do like the taste.”

“Maybe another taste will help?” Ataxia said with a sly grin as she repositioned herself, allowing Night better access.

Night smiled again. “It is important to test something multiple times.”

She went back down, going for yet another taste at the sweet nectar.

Ataxia watched with a smile.

She did not know why, but this was easily the best sex she had ever had. Something that came as a surprise to Ataxia as Night’s technique was, well, she did not have any technique. It was just the knowledge that this was Night. The real Night, not some copy, clone, or even her imagination as her hoof played the role.

She would teach Night everything she needed to know, but she would do it the right way. After all, for Ataxia, it did not matter what they did, as long as they did it together. Ataxia felt another orgasm building, but it was not the same as before. It was not a tidal wave of pleasure that would rock her word and then pull back, leaving her wanting more. This was… this was gradual; it was like a toy boat in a bathtub. It brought her up slowly, taking her to a new height of pleasure she had not known before.

It seems as if the master had become the student, or maybe it was just because of who was down there that made all the difference in the world. It seemed as if Candace was right. Sex might feel great, but nothing beats the touch from someone you loved, someone who truly loves you back.

Somehow, your body just knows the difference.

Night enjoyed the taste of Ataxia’s well-used cunt, that combined with the semen still left over from SC gave Night quite the smorgasbord of flavors to enjoy. She had experienced such pleasure that night that she did not even care that her own nethers were going untouched. In truth, she was a little sore anyway and she was simply happy to be able to give her love pleasure like this.

She decided that tomorrow night it would just be the two of them. She did not mind the clones all that much, but now that she had gone thought with this, she felt a lot better about the idea of it just being them.

After all, they were two ponies who loved each other. So what if they were mares?

That only meant there were no real consequences.

Right?

……………………………………………………………

Princess Shimmering Night pounded her head against the royal griffin chariot for the umpteenth time that day. Just like before, it only gave her a migraine.

Ataxia pressed her side up against her marefriend… her fiancée. Seeking to get her to stop banging her head against the chariot, and just like before, it did not work.

Two months. They had spent the last two months in The Griffin Empire. Officially, it had simply been as a diplomatic mission to foster better relations between the two countries. That is what they told the council ponies anyway.

Night sold it to her mom as wanting to visit her sister, to help Aurora and Icarus adjust to being back home. With Icarus still in his cast, they had to be careful when moving him.

Twilight bought that of course.

In reality, she needed to get away, and she could not just leave, she needed to find some excuse for it… she needed to find something she could tell everypony that they would actually believe. Therefore, their ‘two week’ mission became three, then four, then six, until she could no longer stall for time.

Twilight’s letter had insisted that she immediately return. Night did not know why her mom insisted they come back, but she could no longer put it off.

Worse, Ataxia was not helping. The mare just sat there, as hot as ever. Even with her distended stomach, something that Night thought just made her seems more… more, well, it was as if she were glowing now. Night loved everything about the mare, well, almost everything… Part of her could not look at Ataxia’s horn anymore, knowing just where it had been…. Needless to say, that had not been Night’s idea.

Ataxia had said that Night looked the same, multiple times. After Night told her older sister everything, Aurora had agreed. All three mares simply glowed now, their pregnancies just made them more… more.

Aurora also agreed with Night’s rational for wanting to hide the truth. Two months ago Ataxia and Night both started presenting with odd symptoms, a quick scan of her magic conformed it, they were both one-month along. Night did the math; she knew the cause of those pregnancies.

SC and Btaxia… somehow Ataxia’s sex dolls had knocked them both up.

The implications were astounding to the mare, yet she could never tell anyone who would not keep it a secret. Something Ataxia did not seem to understand.

“Just tell them the truth,” Ataxia said yet again.

‘Yeah, the truth. Hey moms, Ataxia and I got knocked up by each other’s sex dolls!’

That thought plus the idea of having to create sex dolls for her parents every night as they had a million more foals kept playing through Night’s head. Somehow, when the two of them combined their magic, they were able to create the basic properties of life.

Given it still needed the act of love to see it come to true fruition. Briefly, Night considered this realization. It made some sort of sense.

Ataxia’s power came from Discord/Chaos. He was the God of Creation.

Night’s power came from her mom… well one of her three moms, Gaia, the God of Life and Magic.

When Ataxia created the sex dolls, (as much as Night did not like thinking of them like that she could not deny that is what they were) it gave life to something created by Chaos.

Not with a soul, as they could only respond to the commands of their creators.

Nevertheless, it was still life.

When they had bucked each other that night, that had been the final ingredients for true life, after all, even the most basic of ruttings was still an act of love. It seemed as if it took the magic of all three Gods to get it done, even if Eros the God of Love, had not been directly involved, her magic was always around.

It had happened before, with the conception of her younger brother Taz. She still could not believe that Twilight went with that name….

Night paused as she suddenly realized something.

She did not blush at the thought of her parents having sex. Given with what she and Ataxia had been doing to each other these last three months, Night found little embarrassment in that any more. She had to admit, once you remove the stigma from it, sex is something you should celebrate, not something to be ashamed of. Perhaps this is what Candace had always meant?

“Equestria to Night! Hello, Equestria to Night!” Ataxia tapped her on her head with a hoof.

“What?”

“We’re almost there.” Ataxia pointed with her hoof, Celestia’s Palace was coming up and quickly. Panicking, she turned to the last pony she wanted to help with this… this problem. There was just no other choice left.

“Ataxia, we cannot tell my parents how we got pregnant!”

“What? Why?”

“Promise me you won’t tell them how it happened!”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want any more siblings!” Night said. Thoughts of Rainbow hounding her every night to use their magic to create another clone ran through Night’s head.

Ataxia did not know why she agreed to go along with it, but in the end, she did promise.

Night’s relief was evident. “Thank you. Now I just need to think of something to tell them about how we both got pregnant at the exact same time….”

That thought killed Night’s smile.

“Oh that? That’s what this was about? Please, I know exactly what to say.”

Ataxia waved a hoof dismissively at the question that had hounded Night for the last two months.

Night’s eyes went wide. “Really? After all this time, I could have… No, no matter, what do we say?” She looked at Ataxia, pleadingly.

“Nah, you’d mess it up, you gotta let me sell it, just… go along with what I tell them. C’mon SC, let’s go!” Ataxia said as the griffin-pulled chariot landed at Celestia’s Palace.

“Don’t call me that!” Night yelled yet again as she followed behind her friend.

She was unsure what this magical solution was to all her problems that Ataxia had, but she did not have anything else to go on. It was this, or she would have to Twilight and Rainbow everything.

She paused to ensure that the griffins who pulled their chariot would not tell a soul anything they had heard. They both assured her that her secret was safe with them.

…

“Introducing, Princess Night and Monster Hunter Ataxia.”

Ataxia cringed a little as she heard that title. Soon she suspected that they would be introducing her as Princess Ataxia. She could not honestly say which one was worse.

Twilight woke her wife up from her afternoon nap. Rainbow got up and yawned loudly.

“Thanks for waking me for bed; I wouldn’t want to sleep through that,” Rainbow said sarcastically, as she arched her back. Surprise overtook her as she saw that the sun was not down yet.

“Rainbow, Night and Ataxia are back,” Twilight said. Rainbow looked around the room.

Her eyes fell on the two mares that were walking into the throne room… the two pregnant mares that were walking into the throne room.

“EVERYONE OUT!” Rainbow shouted the words, leaving no room for disagreement.

Twilight looked at her, wondering just why Rainbow would do something like that. It was not until they got closer that Twilight finally figured out why. Her daughter and Ataxia were both pregnant.

“What the?” Twilight jumped down, followed closely by a three-hoofed Rainbow. She walked up and hugged Night and Ataxia in turn. Whatever happened, they were still family.

Rainbow did not follow suit. “You mind telling me what happened?” Rainbow said to the two of them.

“Well… You see…”

Night tried to say something, but one of Ataxia’s purple hooves placed in front of her muzzle interrupted her.

“It’s my fault.” Ataxia said.

“We figured that,” Rainbow replied. “What did you do? And so help me, if you say, ‘When a stallion and a mare love each other…’ ”

“I took her to a gangbang,” Ataxia said with a straight face.

The color drained from Shimmering Night’s face.

Twilight and Rainbow’s jaws hit the floor as they looked at Ataxia then to their daughter. They expected such behavior from Ataxia, if anything it was a sign that the mare was back to normal, but from Night… “You… you… you…” Twilight tried to find the words.

Rainbow only said one thing. “Really?”

“Yes. She took me to a gangbang.” Night’s voice was monotone.

She was shaking from barely compressed rage at what Ataxia just told her parents.

Twilight and Rainbow looked at each other. While this was not the news they were expecting. They could not exactly call it bad news. In the end, they were going to have more grandfoals after all.

“What are you two going to do?” Twilight asked.

“Oh, don’t worry about it, we’ve decided that we’re going to keep the foals and get married. We’ll raise them as a family,” Ataxia said with a smile as she rubbed up against Night.

Night glared at her. She had wanted to tell them about the marriage herself, at a later time, and definitely not right after she just admitted to letting a bunch of stallions she did not even know rut her without protection.

Twilight’s only reaction was to sigh. Rainbow actually cracked a small smile. “Good for you, Night.”

She turned to Ataxia. “You two must be hungry, let’s eat!” With that said, she took off, flying to the dining room.

Night's jaw dropped at Rainbow's reaction. After what happened with Aurora and after her first wedding, she expected her mom to lose it.

Ataxia whispered into Night’s ear: “And you were worried, SC.” She then followed Rainbow out the door.

Night sat back on her flank, unsure just what the hay happened. She was in such shock over the events that just occurred, she failed to yell at Ataxia for calling her that stupid nickname again. (Even if she had earned it with the spit shine she would leave Ataxia with each night.) Twilight wrapped a hoof around her youngest daughter and kissed her on the cheek.

“We both know that’s not what happened. If you don’t want to say the truth that’s fine, but know that I’m here for you if you ever do want to talk about it.”

As the color started to return to Shimmering Night’s face, she smiled at her mom. “Thanks.”

“Why did she call you SC?” Twilight asked.

Night blushed a little at that. Upon seeing her reaction Twilight shook her head. “Never mind; now come on, let’s eat,” Twilight said as Taz made himself known.

Night’s stomach started rumbling as well. She had been so worried about this the whole trip home that she had not stopped to eat.

Twilight smiled at that. “By the way, do you want to know the sex of your foals?”

“Sure.” Night smiled back, she had run a few scans herself but she was always cautious about putting too much power into it. She had expected Twilight to know as soon as she saw they were pregnant.

“You’re both having fillies.”

If Night’s smile were any wider, it would have split her face in half.

Later that year....