You come home to find Celestia humming to herself, cooking some sort of potato soup. The domestic purity of the scene makes you immediately feel guilty about having just had sex with another mare. Celestia beams at you.

"Welcome home! And how was your day?"

She approaches, and you find yourself pressing your back against the closed door. She sniffs the air, and her eyes widen. Your heart sinks.

"Not just the Mayor, but Applejack too? I shall have to correct this."

Oh no. She levitates you onto the couch and teleports your clothes away.

"It appears I shall have to mark my territory again."

With that, she mounts you, pressing her body against yours, nuzzling against your neck. Oh, okay.

Much later, after the two of you have eaten, you tell her of your recruitment efforts. Celestia smiles in appreciation.

"It sounds like things are well in hoof. I believe I shall have some time this Tuesday, around one in the afternoon, so that can be the time of the first meeting. You said the mayor volunteered her house?"

"That she did."

"Then it is decided."

She rises with a sigh.

"I shall now retire to my own bed. We wouldn't want a repeat of what happened this morning, after all."

It takes you a moment to remember what she's talking about.

"Oh yeah, that would be unfortunate. Do you really think she'll be back though?"

Celestia nods somberly.

"She is a mare of her word. Her stubbornness in that way is both endearing and rather irritating."

Huh.

"I guess I can respect that. Well, goodnight Celestia."

"Sweet dreams, Anon."

She vanishes, and you shake your head.

"After a day like today? It's inevitable."

The empty house says nothing.

You wake up earlier than you expected. The house is quiet. You lay in bed, trying to imagine how Luna will be. You just don't know. You groan, wishing you could sleep in, but your bladder is making demands and your mind won't stop spinning uselessly. First things first.

After your skip to the loo, you light a small cooking fire. With the early morning bird song and the smell of smoke, you are reminded of when you used to go camping. You relax, only half paying attention to the frying eggs. Cheese soon follows, as well as toast. You are halfway through your breakfast, when Luna cautiously opens your door.

"Ah, the morning finds thee well, Anonymous. Prythee, where hath Celestia hidden herself?"

You shrug.

"I don't know. She thought it would be best if she didn't stay the night, so she's probably in her normal bed."

Luna steps into the house and closes the door behind her. You didn't get a good look the first time, but now you can appreciate the terms of the punishment. The maid uniform is tight fitting, especially with Luna's tail stuffed up the back. The skirt barely covers her hindquarters, leaving just a hint of a curve where her thigh connects to her rear.

"I...did not mean to obstruct thy rooster."

...

"Cockblock, you mean?"

She blushes.

"Yes, c-, ah, intervene in thy trysting."

She looks around your home.

"Permit me, therefore, to wash thy dishes."

"Uh, sure?"

They had sort of piled up from last night. She strides over to the sink, her skirt shifting back and forth with the play of her muscles. Nice. You finish your breakfast while watching her shift her weight while she works. You bring the plate over to her, and she tenses at your nearness.

"Proceed, Anonymous. It is given to you to gaze upon my..."

"Your what?"

She blushes and looks away. It comes out as a whisper.

"My marehood."

"Thank you."

She glares at you, but it lacks conviction.

"It is a penance, not a favor!"

Your hand gently lifts her skirt, letting the hem drag across her pert ass. She shudders.

"Nevertheless, you offered it without prompting just now, and I thank you for the gesture."

She glares down at the dishes, perhaps scrubbing harder than is strictly necessary.

"Courtesy doth not hide the perversity of thy interest. Gaze, then, Anon. I cannot prevent thee."

"As you wish."

You ignore her growl, and step back to enjoy the view. Such round cheeks, that puckered hole, and-

"You're wet?"

A pan clatters in the sink.

"Th-thou art mistaken. 'Tis a trick of the light, nothing more."

You look closer. Her slit is definitely glistening. Your breath blows across her marehood, and it winks.

"You just winked."

You straighten up to see her give you a baleful glare.

"If thou must know, betwixt Loyalty's and thine abode, I visited the dreams of certain ponies in town. I shall not say more, as we are both acquainted with worldly things."

"I understand. One of the dangers and perks of your job, I guess."

"Indeed."

You step back and scratch your head. To be honest, you didn't really think about how much work a pony could do in an hour.

"So, I'm going to take a shower. I'll leave it up to you what to clean while I'm in there."

She wipes her hooves on a towel and nods. You walk over to your bathroom, one of the few places where you are fully modern. Hot running water is not to be gone without. You turn to close the door behind you, but Luna is in the way.

"Um, why are you following me?"

Luna frowns.

"Dost thou not remember the terms of mine punishment? For this hour, I am thy maid, to wake thee, to feed thee, to clean after thee, and to cleanse thee."

Blue magic quickly pulls your clothes off, her uniform as well. She tries to look you in the eye, but she keeps glancing down at your boner.

"Unleash the waters, and permit me to preform thy ablutions."

Clock guy might've been right about Luna. You turn on the water, waiting until it gets to a comfortable heat, and step under the spray. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Luna apply some soap to one of her hooves. Then you stagger as she hooks a hoof over your left shoulder, her other one rubbing slippery circles into your back.

"Whoa there! I almost fell just now."

Her mild voice comes from a few inches behind your right ear.

"I beg thy pardon, I had merely thought only to steady thee against my ministrations."

You suspect she might be getting revenge for earlier. Her hoof circles lower and lower, until,

"Are you groping my ass?"

You can feel the heat of her blush, her face close to your neck.

"Though it seemeth irregular, rest assured I am but mirroring the protocol of mine own maid."

"Your maid gropes your butt?"

"She hath an indifferent touch, and doth not linger indecorously."

...

"You're kinda lingering right now."

"I ask thy pardon again."

She puts some more soap on her scrubbing hoof and starts to work on the backs of your legs. When she reaches the bottom, she removes her hoof from your shoulder and steps back.

"Wouldst thou turn to face me?"

You comply, and she rears up and hooks her hoof onto your right shoulder. This brings her head awfully close to yours as she sets to scrubbing again. She focuses entirely on her soapy hoof as she works down your arm. She tries to scrub your hand, and you grasp her hoof. Luna looks up at you with a persistent blush on her face.

"Shall I continue, or hath mine efforts been unsatisfactory?"

You had meant to tease her, but...

"Please, continue."

She gives you a shy smile, and sets to sudsing up your chest. You notice she is having a harder time focusing on her duties, with your throbbing erection right in front of her. You have to admit, all this groping and hanging about has gotten you rather sensitive. You may have sneaked some strokes when she was working on your ass. Luna finishes your other arm, and settles down on all fours. She doesn't bother looking away now, and her face is quite flushed.

"Even this...falls under my duties."

"Um, Luna?"

She soaps up both of her forehooves and takes a deep breath. Then she jerkily strokes your cock with the soft frogs of her hooves, trying to coat in soap as quickly as possible. She leans her head forward intently, her hot breath caressing your aching erection. You groan as her hooves make one more coordinated stroke. Hot cum spurts out, hitting her forehead, then her open mouth, then onto her frozen hooves. She stares at your cock, her eye closing as some of your jizz drips down from her forehead. She swallows unconsciously, and you barely resist the urge to shove your penis into her mouth. She lowers her hooves and darts around you, frantically trying to wash the sticky stuff off.

"Here, let me get that for you."

You grab a washcloth and pour some soap on it. She stills as you begin wiping off your cum from her face, and somehow that turns you on even more. Luna offers you her hooves, not meeting your eyes as you clean them too. The two of you stand silently under the hot water for some time.

"I did not mean-"

"It was just an-"

You motion for her to go first. She clears her throat.

"I shall leave the cleaning of that area to thee next time."

"Next time? I mean, yes, that might be for the best."

She rustles her wings gently.

"Thou mayest order me away, if thou desirest."

"What? Why?"

She looks up at you, an unidentifiable expression on her face.

"Twilight hath informed me of human etiquette and culture. Thou hast taken Celestia to be thy waifu, and verily I hath just entiared her from thee... Or entiared thee with me? Verily, entiarance hath occurred."

It seems Twilight didn't explain things all that well. Not that you can blame her exactly.

"Luna, I am Celestia's consort. I have already rutted two mares with her knowledge and approval. At this point, an accidental hoofjob doesn't bother her or me. All I want to know right now is, what does this mean to you? You sorta panicked back there."

Luna sits down on her haunches.

"Consort? And who hath thou rutted?"

You casually turn off the water, watching her carefully.

"Mayor Mare and Applejack."

"And she did approve?"

"Yes."

Luna rubs her chin, absentmindedly licking her lips.

"Hast thou rutted a mare before them and her?"

"I'm afraid not."

She nods, as if you just confirmed her suspicions.

"I shall have to think upon this situation. Wilt thou grant me leave to do so?"

"Sure?"

She vanishes in a blue flash. As you dry yourself off with a towel you mutter,

"What was that about?"

You decide it doesn't really matter. The morning is spent carving. You figure that if you lived on the sale of these things before, it should only be easier, especially because ponies can now commission things from you.

Clothes washing...is one of the things you can't afford to modernize. Most ponies make do with soap and water. The ones that wear enough clothing for washing to take a while, usually use a dry cleaning-like service. Thoses services aren't especially cheap either, so you just tough it out. As such, it is early afternoon by the time you have washed and hung out to dry most of your weekly clothes. You fasten the last of your socks when an envelope flutters down from above. You look up to see Derpy salute, then stagger across the sky back to town. The envelope is addressed to you, and you suspect handwriting, (hoofwriting?) that fancy could only belong to one of a few ponies. The letter confirms your suspicions. Although honestly, why couldn't Rarity just give you the outfit in person, rather than writing a letter, having it delivered, and then waiting for you to drop by?

Twenty minutes later and only halfway to town, you may have an answer. The path is dusty, made worse by the fitful winds that raise it high into the air. You just hope the pegasi schedule a rainy day soon. By the time you come to the beautique, you are officially tired of making this trip every day for the past few days. You sigh, and open the door. There is a humanoid mannequin in a black dress with a green sash and embroidery. Rarity motions you closer.

"What do you think, darling? It's quite revolutionary if I say so myself."

You approach.

"It's a dress. I mean, it'd be fine I guess if I was a woman, but-"

"Really, Anonymous. It is clearly a robe, and a stately one at that. But more than that, I had to have Twilight help me with-"

The doors open, this time to admit Luna. She nods in satisfaction.

"Thou art to be congratulated, Generosity. Thou hast anticipated my wishes, and prepared a suitable robe Anonymous."

She turns to you.

"Anonymous, wilt thou be my consort?"

Rarity faints. You just gaze at Luna skeptically.

"I'm already Celestia's consort. I really-"

Rarity revives.

"She made you her consort? You really must tell me all about it~!"

Luna clears her throat. Rarity grins sheepishly.

"Pardon me, please continue, Princess Luna."

Luna fixes you with a resolute stare.

"Thou art not the first nor the last consort to be in the service of two ponies. I cannot command thee in this, but thou wilt find I would be quite appreciative if thou dost accept."

You hold up your hands, signalling for her to slow down.

"This is really sudden. I mean, a few days ago, you thought I was a rapist, then you grudgingly agreed to be my maid, and now you want a committed friends with benefits relationship?"

Luna blushes.

"Perhaps it is not as sudden as thou believest..."

"How so?"

She looks down at her hooves.

"That night was not the first night I watched thy dreams, nor thy actions from afar."

You wish you could be surprised.

"You were stalking me?"

Luna shakes her head.

"Nay, I was content to be thy distant admirer, as many a pony doth admire the moon and yet never reach it. Th-then I bore witness to thy dark dream. I was at war within myself, torn by thy virtues and thy vices. I was perhaps overzealous in speaking of thee, using such language as to paint a vivid picture in the minds of thy fellow ponies."

You suppose you did ask for an explanation, and now you're getting one. She continues.

"I had sought to assuage my troubled mind thereby, but when thou didst confront me with my wrongdoing, I could see clearly that thou art a just man, firm of purpose and body. Willingly did I submit to thy chosen humiliations, for they were my due."

Rarity is just eating this up, you can tell.

"What sorts of humiliations?"

Luna seems to have just remembered that she has an audience. She shifts uneasily.

"Cleaning his abode and r-revealing my m- it mattereth not!"

Rarity's brow furrows and her mouth shapes an 'm' sound. Then she turns a shocked expression to you.

"Really?"

You nod slightly. Rarity hugs herself blissfully.

"Princess, do go on, I simply must know the end to this wonderful little drama!"

Luna is rather taken aback at her enthusiasm, but she presses forward, choosing to focus on only you.

"In my service to thee and Loyalty, I did feel stirrings from within. I had thought thy choice of punishment was a show of...interest. And lo, this morning, thou didst not recoil from my touch, but thou didst fulsomely respond, caring but little for my sister, but tenderly speaking to me of my own well-being. I have spent my noon sleep restless and hungry not for food, but for thy gentle company. When I could not still my heart's yearning a moment longer, I resolved to come to thee and ask thee, wilt thou take this dark and lonely mare, and be her consort and friend?"

Rarity leans forward, eager for your answer. What should you answer be? On one hand, she caused a lot of trouble for you and others. On the other hand, the situation has largely passed, and things have been...interesting, to say the least. She is a sad and lonely mare. You recognize a bit of yourself in that. You sigh.

"For the record, you ponies are crazy."

Luna tilts her head.

"And what of thy answer?"

You chuckle.

"It's crazy too. Yeah, I'll be your consort as well."

Luna squeals and rushes forward, wrapping you in a warm embrace. Rarity dabs at her eyes with a handkerchief. Luna pulls back, a grin on her face.

"Come, now don thy robes and let us take to the carriage!"

Before you can say a word, blue magic pulls your shirt off and throws the black and green dress at you. You roll your eyes as you put it on, mildly impressed at how well it fits. You barely have a moment to compose yourself before you are whisked outside to a stately carriage pulled by four of Luna's nightguard. You raise your eyebrows at Luna as you settle into your seat.

"Wouldn't it be quicker to just teleport home?"

Luna shakes her head.

"If that were my sole intent, we would do as thou sayest. However, I mean to display thee, dressed as thou art in my coloration. This day, the town shall know that thou and I art reconciled."

"Oh, okay. That sounds fine."

"Indeed."

As the carriage passes though the streets, the ponies whisper amongst themselves. Soon a crowd follows behind, sometimes gaining members, sometimes losing them. At first Luna is pleased at the attention, but as the trip goes onward, she becomes uneasy. She whispers,

"Prepare thyself, Anon."

Then she stands up to address the crowd.

"CITIZENS OF PONYVILLE, LET IT BE KNOWN THAT WE ARE RECONCILED, HE AND I, AND THAT I DO HEREBY RETRACT MINE ACCUSATIONS OF THIS HUMAN. NOW I SHALL TAKE MY LEAVE."

You appear in front of your house in a blue flash, Luna at your side. She approaches the door with a smug smile on her face.

"There is but one more pony to notify."

You follow her into your house. Celestia lies in your bed, nose deep in your pillow. She starts to get up, a sheepish smile on her face. Luna snorts.

"Nay sister, retain thy position. I have perceived thy machinations, and Twilight hath enlightened me unto some of the perversions such as arise. Thy fetish is entiarance, is it not?"

Celestia gazes at her in confusion.

"Do you mean entrance? It was nice of you to get Anon a white and gold robe, but I think that hardly qualifies as a grand or erotic entrance. I mean, is entrance even a fetish?"

Luna scowls.

"Entiarance. When thou become aroused by another taking thy waifu and or husbando in carnal relations. And lo, his robes are blue and black, as a sign of fealty unto me. Is this not thy design? That I rut Anonymous, and thus assuage my pride and feed thy perversity?"

Sunbutt blushes.

"Well, yes, that was the plan. But the robes are clearly in my colors."

Luna frowns stubbornly.

"Blue and black."

Celestia tilts her head in confusion.

"White and gold?"

"Black and Green, actually."

The princesses turn to you. Luna blinks.

"Thou dost need thy eyesight examined, the body of the dress is clearly blue, and the embroidery black!"

...

You take off the robes and look at them. No, the embroidery is green...

"Maybe it's magic?"

Celestia's horn glows for a moment, then she nods.

"Some sort of illusion, although I haven't seen anything like it. Where did you get these robes?"

"Rarity gave then to me. Come to think of it, she did mention she had to have Twilight's help..."

The princesses look at each other and nod in understanding. Celestia levitates your robes over into your dresser and shuts the drawer.

"Now where was I? Oh yes. How could you betray me for my own sister? I gave you everything, and now you force me to watch you make love to her!"

Luna holds her head up high.

"He hath simply chosen the better mare."

She strides towards the bed and lies down on top if her sister, beckoning you over with a motion from her wing.

"And now he shall rut me atop thee! Thou shalt feel his every thrust, delivered but a scant distance from thine own marehood!"

Well, they are sisters, there had to be some similarities.

"Hold on, let me get something."

They gaze at you in confusion as you grab the center cushion of your couch. You lift Luna's rear a bit and wedge it between them. As you take off the rest of your clothes, Luna speaks.

"I appreciate thy thoughtfulness, but verily Celestia's rear is most soft and warm already."

Celestia smiles.

"Thank you."

"Thou art welcome. But Anonymous, why hast thou wedged this cushion betwixt she and I?"

You pat her flanks fondly.

"It has been marked by the marecum of the princess of love. If I'm going to knock you up, this will probably do it."

Luna's eyes go wide, and her pussy winks. You look down, and it would seem Celestia finds this interesting too.

"I could take it out, if you aren't comfortable with the idea."

Luna clamps her lower legs around Celestia, crushing the cushion between them.

"N-nay, by all means i-impregnate me whilst upon my sister."

Celestia whimpers into the pillow, her pussy winking furiously. It's funny, you'd think that you could just go to town, no foreplay necessary. But no, now that you are faced with two royal flowers, you want to take your time, have some fun. You set a hand on Luna's ass and walk to her front, dragging your fingers along her side. Luna shivers happily. When you reach their heads, Luna gives you a sultry look.

"Yes, Anonymous?"

You cup her cheeks, planting a chaste kiss on her lips. She smiles, head darting forward for more, but you hold her back.

"You know, I am also Celestia's consort."

Luna looks at you in confusion, while Celestia opens her mouth expectantly. You stroke Luna's mane lovingly.

"Won't you give Celestia some of my kisses?"

Luna frowns unhappily.

"I shall not prevent thee from her lips."

"You misunderstand. The kisses I make with you, I would that you would make them with Celestia."

Luna is shocked.

"She is my sister!"

You stroke Luna's cheek coaxingly.

"How bitter for her, to taste her lover on another's lips."

Luna looks down at her sister. Celestia gazes up with pleading eyes. Luna sighs.

"Very well."

She lowers her head and pecks sunbutt on the lips. Moonbutt looks at you expectantly.

"Very good. I think you deserve a reward."

With that, you lift Luna's chin and kiss her passionately, your lips surging against hers. With your free hand, you lightly trace the spiral of moonbutt's horn, and she moans, her tongue desperately pushing past your lips. Your tongue writhes against her fevered efforts and your hand strokes her horn more firmly. Luna's body rocks gently as she humps the cushion and her sister, completely at the mercy of the hornjob you're giving her. You stroke her horn rapidly, exulting in her uncoordinated kissing and in Celestia's plight as the object of her sister's humping. Meanwhile, sunbutt gently suckles on your erection, her eyes downcast. Luna arches her neck in ecstasy, breaking the kiss.

"BY THE STARS, YES! OH YES!"

As she comes down from her orgasm, she looks down.

"Sister!"

Celestia daintily lets your cock fall from her mouth.

"Yes?"

"Oh, that's right, you should give her a kiss like that too."

Luna's jaw drops. You pat her cheek and head towards her rear.

"Don't forget the hornjob part."

"I, but- you, and-"

You notice Luna's marecum has dripped down onto Celestia's tail and ass.

"I'll just get started back here while you think about it."

You spread Luna's cheeks wide, her winking marehood on full display. With a happy sigh, you sink your dick into her moist depths. Her hooves paw at the bed as her breath hitches. You start with a slow rhythm, your hands rubbing circles into her plump flanks.

"B-be grateful, sister, for this t-taste."

You lean to the side and glimpse their kiss, Luna's eyes shut tight. Celestia catches you looking and winks. You give her a thumbs up, and return to plowing her sister. That little scene already got your pretty hard,. The mares begin to moan, bands of magic flickering along each other's horn. But now you're diamonds.

You grab Luna's tail for leverage, pounding her pussy with fervor. Your other hand digs at Celestia's ass, kneading the pale, soft flesh. The bed creaks from the motion of two full grown mares' bucking hips. The sound is joined by the increased whimpers and moans of the sisters, and your own grunts of exertion. Celestia breaks first, head hung low as she stains your bed sheets with her cum.

"Luna, you whore!"

Luna grins in triumph, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"I have stolen thy coltfriend! At last!"

She clenches around you, her marehood desperately milking your cock. She gazes at you over her shoulder.

"Fill my womb!"

You can't help but obey, thrusting deep into her flower, shooting once. With titanic restraint, you pull out, then thrust in again, letting one more rope of semen out. You pull out again, and let your knees buckle. Luna stares at you in concern, but you take this opportunity to thrust into Celestia's pussy, emptying the rest of your balls into her unsuspecting depths. Her breath hitches, then continues normally.

"Sorry, I got a little weak in the knees. You got one hell of a pussy, Luna."

With that, you stuff your cock inside Moonbutt once more, letting it slowly soften inside her. Luna smiles at that.

"Didst thou hear sister? He prefers my marehood to thine!"

Celestia glances at you out of the corner of her eye.

"So I hear. Congratulations."

It takes a little while to disassemble the marepile, and even after there is a fair amount of butt grabbing all around
Celestia eyes the clock.

"Oh Luna, court will be resuming on the hour. You might want to go soon."

Moonbutt looks up from where she was nuzzling your neck.

"Ah, I thank thee, sister. Anonymous, I must go, but thou shalt see me in thy dreams."

"Have fun storming the castle!"

She grins and teleports away. Celestia looks at you speculatively.

"Not that I'm complaining, but why did you impregnate me as well? We could have had our own tryst some other time."

You hug her neck, sighing at the calming scent of vanilla.

"Throughout this whole affair, you were the only one to see me for who I am. You have been a good support, and have helped me be motivated to go out and talk to ponies. I know one of your fetishes is this whole cuckoldry thing, but I wanted to give you a sign that you mean a lot to me."

Celestia holds you tight, sighing happily.

"Thank you, Anon. You have helped me see the new in old things, and made my time that much more worthwhile."

She giggles.

"What?"

"Now I have your batter in my belly, Anon."

You roll your eyes, and smile. You would never have dreamed that your life would end up this way. Maybe that's why it came true.