A smug smirk spread onto Umbra's lips as she beheld and enjoyed the scene before her. Celestia's nimble tongue was between her legs for the first time in a very long time, taking long, skilled laps at her lower lips. Each one sent a wave of pleasure through her as her captured princess kissed and slurped at her soaking wet nethers. But the thing that made this all the better was the certain pink Alicorn, Celestia's dear little niece, dining on her Aunt's dusty old cunt like a starving refugee. Cadance's hands spread and kneaded her Aunt's enormous ass, rubbing and massaging her cutie marks as her wet tongue rammed itself in and out of Celestia's raw cunt.

"Isn't she such a good little niece?" Umbra asked with a cocky tone, moving Celestia's fringe out of her eyes as she pet her on the head. "How many mares do you know would be that eager to help out a family member?"

While she enjoyed the fact that Celestia was being forced to partake in acts of incest without ever being able to tell Cadance to stop, the thing that made it all the better was the fact that Cadance didn't have to be coerced into this at all. There was no threat of torture, no magic spell, and no insistence on Umbra's end whatsoever. The moment Umbra had told Cadance to get behind Celestia and show her how much she missed her, Cadance hadn't stopped eating her pussy to so much as breathe in the last half hour. Cadance seemed to have issues and pent up lust aimed towards her Aunt Celestia.

And Umbra found it really fucking hot.

"Come here, slut," Umbra ordered Celestia, pulling her up to eye level and making her stick out her tongue.

Once Umbra's eyes locked onto Celestia's thick, wet oral muscle, she allowed herself to be lost in her fetishes for a good little while. She placed her own smaller tongue flat against Celestia's, her mind backflipping at the taste of the older mare's spit and the sensation of her wet, sweet tongue on hers. She closed her eyes, gliding her tongue all over the Alicorn's and allowing a moan to fall out. She soon stuck her tongue inside Celestia's wet maw, licking and lapping all over the inside of her mouth before returning to basic tongue wrestling.

She'd had Celestia's washed and groomed, so her overgrown fur and mane were gone and were replaced with their once luxurious luster. It was fun to run her fingers through Celestia's soft mane and even more fun to rub herself against the larger mare, if only to humour a particularly old desire of hers.

"Cadance, don't be afraid to get a few fingers in there," Umbra reminded, looking over Celestia's wide hips and down at the pink Alicorn.

Cadance made a muffled sound of acknowledgement as her tongue was buried far too deep inside her Aunt to move properly and she was in no mood to remove it from her sweetness anytime soon. Umbra continued lapping at Celestia's tongue, hearing the former monarch moan reluctantly as her niece plunged three of her fingers inside her, taking them down to the third knuckle before getting a rather rough pounding with them.

Umbra pulled away from her prize, seeing Celestia's blushing cheeks, watery eyes, and heavy pant bringing a sense of victorious pleasure to her entire being, helping her forget that this victory wasn't legitimate in any shape or form. Still, fake win or not, she got to fuck Celestia again. That was never a loss in her books.

"Alright, ladies," Umbra said after a long while. "I think it's time to wrap this up. We've all got our places to be today."

"I wanna make her cum," Cadance said, lapping at Celestia's asshole while she rammed four of her fingers into her Aunt's dripping cove.

"Is that so?" Umbra asked, getting up and walking around to Cadance, dragging a finger over the pink Alicorn's well-developed and curvaceous form.

"Please..." Cadance said in a begging tone. "I need this."

Lords above, that aroused Umbra something fierce. Still, dedicated to remaining calm and composed, and not sitting on the side of the bed, drooling and strumming her clit like a lute in the way she really wanted to right now, she nodded in a calm manner and allowed Cadance to continue.

"Very well," she nodded. "But if she's too tired to pleasure me tonight, you'll be hearing about it."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Cadance nodded, muzzling her Aunt's asshole once again and lapping at it with her tongue, much to Celestia content.

"Oh, and Celestia, you're to help Cadance cum at least once in this session, okay?" Umbra asked, tormenting her arch nemesis ever further. "That's not optional. Understand?"

"... yes..." Celestia nodded, her eyes twitching as she found herself unable to refuse thanks to the collar.

"Good," she nodded. "Oh, and Cadance, that collar doesn't come off unless I take it off myself. So if you're pretending to do this just to get close enough to free Celestia, not only will I flay the skin off your tits, your efforts will be entirely in vain. Are we clear?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Cadance nodded, playing with her sweet spot between her legs as she obeyed.

"Excellent," Umbra smiled. "Now, I believe today was the day I need to go mate shopping. I'll see you two later."

With that, Umbra dressed in her armour and departed her bed chambers, eager to get this over with and get back to entertaining herself with her favourite pet sluts. A shiver of content ran down her spine as she realised that she'd finally won. All of her efforts to enslave and erase the old world before her reign had been successful, and there wasn't a shred of it returning to harm her anywhere in the world.

Her power was absolute, her reign was certain, and her kingdom was unending. All that was left was to plant the seed of motherhood and grow it to a ripe age. It was at this point she began to wonder about colours. She hadn't put much thought into it beforehand and only just realised that she needed her child to come across as strong and powerful. She was of a fine set of colours, grey and black, but she wondered if they'd be polluted by the father if he wasn't as noble-blooded as she was.

Bright colours were off the list entirely, as they brought her nothing more than headaches and disgust. Purple was a definite no, as was any shade of blue. Red only worked in highlights and all light grey merely made you appear old at all times. She sighed, rolling her eyes as she came to the realisation that there was only once choice here:

Any colour, so long as it's black.

She began to hope that her scouts had followed this line of logic as well. A stallion who stood over six feet tall with broad shoulders and a powerful physique certainly met the specifications, yes, but the allure of sure a figure would be ruined if he were a bright pink with a yellow mane. She shook her head at the thought of it, repulsed by the idea of having such an eyesore stain her castle's dark and perfect colour scheme.

She also remembered another specification: genital size. She'd told all of her scouts that the stallions selected must be of an extremely endowed manner, as a king must have a large sceptre, after all... this reasoning, that a strong male figure must possess strong male endowments, was a cover for her true intentions. While Umbra often preferred the company of mares in the bedroom due to their much sleeker and much softer figures... she liked big cocks. Not just 'big', but 'enormous' cocks. She wouldn't even spit on anything smaller than nine inches, so her mate needed to be hung like a war criminal.

There was no other argument. If she was going to bear a stranger's child, that stranger better be able to pleasure her enough to make her want to remember his name. She found herself getting rather riled up at the thought of it, as it had been a very long time since she'd been with a stallion. Before she'd wooed Cadance, she'd entertained herself with chambermaids and noble daughters, but she'd never so much glanced at a stallion in that time. It had been a while... maybe that was a good enough excuse to enjoy herself a little?

Surely it would seem strange for her to engage in foreplay with the stallion, especially after what they'd been told was going to happen... but she could always swear them to secrecy and threaten to have them emasculated should they ever so much as think about her being affectionate to them in the bedroom. Yes, that's what she'd do. She'd gone far too long without entertaining herself with a stallion, so she'd let loose for one night on a rather lucky suitor. Hell, she was already letting herself get bred, so why not go the rest of the nine yards with it.

"Umbra!" a voice called from behind her, one she recognised immediately.

"Syslie, how many times do I have to tell you to address me properly while in public?" Umbra asked in an annoyed tone, turning around to look at the smaller mare before noticing something. "Why aren't you in uniform?"

"Because I came to give you this," she said, handing her a piece of parchment with a good bit of writing on it.

Umbra read it over and was more than surprised to see what the writing contained, especially from someone as dedicated to their job as Syslie was.

"This is a maternity notice," Umbra said, wondering if she'd perhaps handed her the wrong paper.

"Yup," she nodded. "Gonna need a year off, boss."

"You're pregnant?" she asked, looking down at her stomach. "Since when?"

"Since about eight days ago," she shrugged.

"But you've never mentioned any plans or made any wish to have children as far as I know," Umbra said, looking down at the paper again. "Why now?"

"It kind of wasn't planned at all," she said. "Spur of the moment thing."

"Who in their right mind gets knocked up in the spur of the moment?"

"Oh, Umbra, you don't understand," she said with a snigger. "If you think that's bad, then you're gonna have a heart attack when you find out I'd known the stallion for about twenty minutes before he bred me."

Umbra was beyond shocked at this point and it showed. Her mouth hung open, eyes nearly spinning around in circles due to confusion, and her mind had been replaced with nothing more than a cuckoo clock that nearly deafened her.

"What the hell happened?" Umbra asked.

"This guy's dick was beyond mortal power," Syslie said, nearly drooling as she thought of it. "I've never been fucked so good in my life."

"Really?" Umbra asked, now more than interested.

"Oh yeah. His cock was thick as my arm, fifteen inches long, and fucks like a demon," she explained, dampening Umbra's panties nice and proper. "And this boy was potent enough to stretch me out like a fucking wineskin. Twice."

Ow. Right in her fetish.

Umbra was nearly drooling herself at this point, her loins itching and eager to know the name of this sex-god, so that she may bind him to her throne forevermore to be her eternal sex slave.

"Who was it?" she asked, not even pretending to be formal and regal anymore, going straight into girl talk with her good friend.

"Kid's name was Albin, from the sticks, works at a mine," she explained. "And best of all: I found him because he meets all of your requirements."

Umbra's head nearly exploded at this point.

"Do you have details on any other candidates you can share?" Umbra asked. "Because I want him. Now."

"I've read the other girls reports, and there are a few other stallions on the list that are better in some ways, but worse in others," she said in a hushed tone. "But there's no clear winner... so you know what that means?"

"I can pick your baby-daddy without it looking suspicious," Umbra chuckled. "Perfect..."

"Do you want to see him in action before you solidify it?" she asked. "I'm sure you can pull some excuse for a test run on all of them or something."

"That sounds like a plan..." Umbra said with a nod, thinking it over for a moment. "We'll need a big girl to be able to fit our little hero, won't we?"

"Who do you have in mind?" Syslie asked.

"A certain ancient being with an empty womb and a massive pair of tits," she said, her body shaking with excitement as her evil little plan formulated. "I'm going to go set this up with the others working on this little project. I'll watch all of them work on regular mares... but Golden Boy gets to have Celestia for his wet run."

Next Chapter: Chapter 6: The Queen's Test of Worth Estimated time remaining: 16 Minutes