You are Twilight Sparkle, and you have to tell the princess. You knew it was a mistake to leave a mare alone with the Dominus. You round the corner and teleport to Celestia's room. She looks up from her work.

"Yes?"

"The Dominus has conquered Luna!"

"Domi- oh. It's about time. Although, I have to pity any stallion who tries after him."

You pause at the mental image.

"Do you think he'll try to conquer stallions?"

That would be...

Terrible. Yeah. Your wise teacher considers the grim possibility. Her cheeks flush with dismay? Yes, definitely dismay.

"I shall have to think about that. Still, we should check on Luna. Do you think he's done now?"

You blush at the memory.

"Last time I saw them, he had c-culminated within her m-marehood."

Celestia covers her mouth in, yes, horror, you are sure of it.

"Oh ho, this I must see!"

What? Maybe he is weaker after conquering a mare? With dual flashes of light, the two of you come to stand before Luna's door. Celestia opens it. Luna lies tranquilly on her bed, combing her sparkling mane. You see nopony else. You turn to Celestia quickly.

"He was here! I saw him!"

Celestia smiles reassuringly.

"I don't doubt it. Well, sister? Do you still think he is a mere animal or is he something more?"

Luna scowls and sets the comb aside. Speaking of which, where is the Dominus?

"In some ways, he is nothing but a beast. Nevertheless, I sense that something more inscrutable than a Dragon's heart motivates him."

How can they be so calm with a seduction monster on the loose? You nudge your teacher.

"Shouldn't we restrain him while we are yet unaffected? Where is the monster?"

The royal sisters exchange a glance. Celestia smiles down at you. It's her, 'You're thinking like a filly, not a mare' smile. You don't like it.

"He's not a monster, Twilight. He's very forward, and uninhibited. You do bring up a good point; restraints could be fun."

Luna shifts angrily.

"He may have won this time, but it would taint my victory if we did not fight on equal ground."

It's too late, they have both been affected. You run off, to send a message to the only pony you know who could stand a chance. You only hope that they get here in time.

You are Celestia, and there she goes. One thing is for certain, you can't wait to see the friendship report on all of this. Back to the topic at hoof.

"By the way, where is he right now?"

Luna nods her head towards the bathroom.

"I noticed his hindquarters carried some of the soil from his enclosure. It seemed needful for him to bathe."

"What an interesting thing to notice."

You grin at her blush.

"Nevertheless, we should- "

"You were oggling his butt~!"

She glares at you.

"Never. The. Less. He cannot stay in my room, and I fear for the maids of we put him elsewhere."

Oh.

"That is a good point. He can stay with me."

"Sister!"

"I know it is irregular, but I think he will be better behaved than you think."

Luna stands suddenly, a snarl on her face.

"Because he likes you better?"

Oh, there's the old venom. Better step carefully. You lay down on the floor and close your eyes.

"Because I am not challenging him."

You hear her stride up to you, not quite growling.

"What do you mean?"

This is a lesson that took you a long time to learn.

"I was not conflicted in his embrace. He did not have to persuade me to couple with him. Thus, he no longer has to pursue me."

"You gave up?"

You tilt your head side to side.

"I am not his opponent. You have claimed that position."

"I...see."

You can almost feel the anger leave her. You open your eyes and smile.

"Effective, isn't it?"

She snorts.

"Perhaps. At any rate, I will be ready when you call for aid."

You are Anon, and you feel cleaner now than you have in the past month. A real bath. Real towels. Shampoo. Angry magic horses arguing in the next room.

Okay, that last part isn't so great. The Jiminy Cricket within you reminds you that this is what happens when you troll in real life. It certainly doesn't help that you don't speak the language. You hear the argument die down, so you peek around the corner. Whiteru-

You really should use their real names. Shewestia notices you and beckons you over with a warm smile. Wuna... you can't read her expression, but she does seem expectant. Then she murmurs something with a wry twist to her lips, and you figure it's okay. You walk casually over to Whi-Shewestia, glancing at Wuna all the while. Shewestia leads you out of the room, leaving her second in command behind. Heh, second in behind.

As you round the corner, you figure you should try to smooth things over between the two. Now, how to say this with a four word vocabulary... Is Luna in trouble for having sex with you?

You are Celestia, and-

"Luna, sex,"

What. You look over. He slaps one claw with the other.

"Anom, N?"

"Anom?"

He points to himself.

"Anom."

So that is his name.

"Luna sex," claw slap the other, " Anom N?"

Is he asking if Luna wants rough sex with him? Well, she might. You nod. His eyes widen. Poor dear.

"Celestia, " shakes his head, claw slaps other, "Luna!"

You pause. Where do you come in this? You, not, rough, Luna. He thinks you are jealous of Luna. You smile and shake your head.

"Celestia, " you pet one hoof with the other, "Luna."

You are Anon, and of course, Wuna is Shewestia's pet. Come to think of it, the purple one was pretty submissive to her as well. Are the dark colored magic horses the pets of horseland? Or maybe just the cool hues. Something to keep an eye out for you guess. At any rate, you are either a fellow pet, or maybe just a general access sex toy or something. Not a bad gig, depending on how it plays out.

By the time you are done deducing incredible insights about horse social systems, you arrive at an elegant room littered with countless scrolls, reams of paper, and spools of ribbon. Shewestia directs you to a cushion as she assumes her place at the nexus of paperwork. Truly, heavy is the ass that must fill the horselandian throne.

You are Celestia, and you really need to teach him more words. You gather up some writing supplies and draw a pony with her mouth open and letters coming out. You point at your drawing and at yourself.

"Say"

"Shave"

Oh how tempted you are to not correct him. Nevertheless,

"Say"

"Shay"

"S-ay"

"Say"

You give him a nod and a smile, and move on.

You are Princess Cadence, and twilight's message mentioned a rampaging monster with a powerful seduction aura. It must hide it well, you can't sense anything of the sort. Shining stands vigilant beside you as the sky chariot comes to land on a wide balcony. He is so sweet sometimes. Twilight slips out from behind a curtain, a relieved smile on her face.

"I'm glad you made it. They've changed, ever since he got to them."

You give her a comforting nudge.

"It's alright now, we're here. Now, who was the first one affected?"

Twilight's face turns grim.

"Celestia."

That is very troubling. The three of you stride towards Celestia's chambers. You'd teleport, but you want to keep a low magical profile for as long as possible. You take a quick sweep of the room with your senses. There's the incredible bonfire that is Celestia, the motes that are the sealed scrolls, and the usual background levels of magic. You open the door, and trip on the Dominus.

You are Anon, and one minute, you are trying to get "sorry" across in pantomime, and the next you have a lap full of pink magic horse. Her belly is thrust out prominently, and she's looking at you with wide, pleading eyes. Well, might as well fulfill your role. You scratch her belly.

You are Cadence, and-

Oh~

It takes a moment, but you roll away just in time for Shining to tackle the Dominus. Your face is bright with embarrassment. Celestia is watching with mild interest, no doubt confident in Shining's ability in non-lethal takedowns. Speaking of, the two males are rolling around, and why is the Dominus laughing?

Oh.

Oh my.

You are Anon, and you forgot how fun wrestling with dogs was. If mares are like cats, then you are pretty sure stallions are like dogs. You roll around a bit, then flip him onto his back and give his belly a nice firm scratching.

"Honestly, where are you all coming from?"

Then you look up and see purple hanging back in the doorway. Looks like she brought her friends for some belly rubs, how sweet.

You are Twilight, and it looks like the Dominus will go for stallions too. Then he looks at you while he molests your brother, and you know you are next.

"Forgive me, Shining."

You run away again, with only one hope left.

You are Cadence, and while Shining is frozen in horror, You aren't sure what you feel as you watch his belly get thoroughly and expertly tended to.

You are Anon. Maybe purple is bringing more friends? You turn your attention to the subject of your ministrations. Is this enough for now? Then you notice his boner, and you are done and backing away. Sorry dude, get a mare for that stuff.

You are Celestia, and sometimes, you have to nudge things along.

"Hello Cadence, Shining. Have you met my guest, Anom? He's still getting used to pony society, and hasn't quite learned his manners."

Cadence spares you a sidelong glance.

"Indiscriminate belly rubbing?"

Shining gets to his hooves shakily.

"Among other things. We think he was trained to serve a pony ruling class in a number of ways."

"Then how about this: You! Sit!"

Anom sits obediently, looking at you with a curious expression.

You nod encouragingly.

"We've been teaching him Equestrian, but only some basic words so far."

Shining warily places himself between Anom and Cadence.

"And you aren't being controlled?"

Ah, that's their theory.

"I don't think so. What do you sense, Cadence? Your senses are a bit keener than mine in these matters."

She closes her eyes and concentrates.

"I sense...fondness, lust, and a hint of jealousy. And from him...almost nothing. Goodwill, acceptance, concern, and yes, lust."

She opens her eyes.

"Nothing controlling, nothing artificial."

Cadence sits down, much of the stress draining from her frame.

"Please keep him on a tighter leash, though. It would be unfortunate if this sort of thing happened again."

You raise an eyebrow.

"Now, who was it who barged into my private bedchamber?"

Cadence blushes. Shining hangs his head a little.

"Yeah, sorry about that."

"I'm sure you've learned your lesson. Now, how about we all settle down and get to know one another?"

You are Shining Armor, and before you know it, you fall back into your old guard routines. You almost completely tune out the mares' conversation, monitoring the last statement for questions directed at you. Most of your attention is on the... monster? Culprit? Perpetrator. He doesn't look so dangerous, sipping tea with that dull look on his face. You'd almost underestimate him, but your belly still tingles from his attack. Not to mention your, ah, reaction. You can see a twinkle in Cadence's eye when she glances at you. When you were merely a guard assigned to her, you'd often be in this situation; bored and stiff. She'd make sure you stayed at attention, with innocent seeming motions that moved her tail just so, or bared her slender neck. You wouldn't mind amusing her in this way if it wasn't for the cause of your current predicament. You take some solace in being extra vigilant and stoic.

You are Cadence, and it seems your dear husband has taken a liking to Celestia's novelty. He's not even paying attention to the conversation, just staring at the creature. To anypony else, he would be utterly unreadable, but you can see the longing in his eyes. You really ought to do something nice for him, he's been working very hard lately. You glance at his stallionhood. Very hard indeed.

"What are we looking at?"

You start at Celestia's whisper in your ear. You cough and regain your composure.

"I was just thinking, do you think you could lend Anom to Shining for an evening? They seem to be bonding nicely."

Celestia smirks.

"They seem more bored than bonded. I'll ask him though, he is his own creature after all."

She waves a hoof at Anom, who focuses on her with the dullness you recognize from guards too long at peaceful postings.

"Anom, night, visit, Shining Armor?"

Your husband perks up at the sound of his name.

You are Anon, and you suppose it was only a matter of time. Some mare was going to ask for the gay stuff eventually. Still, if you're going to suffer this indignity, you want to see them get off on it.

"Cadence, Celestia, watch Anom sex Shining Armor?"

From his sputtering, shy guy probably doesn't want an audience. Meanwhile, you are pretty sure the mares are excited about the idea. That's closer to how you like it.

You are Celestia and you...did not anticipate this. You've watched Shining climb the ranks over the years and develop into a strikingly handsome unicorn. You might have entertained some thoughts, but this...

Cadence can't take her eyes off of Shining's erection. It's a pretty good one.

You are Shining Armor. Why is no one listening to you?

"Hey, not that there's anything wrong with two stallions having a good time, but I do not swing that way!"

Tartarus, the creature doesn't even look that into it. Maybe that's your way out. You look him in the eyes.

"No sex."

He blinks.

"jusk kantog? Can."

Then he grabs your dick and takes your breath away.

You are Cadence, and oh, Shining really likes that. He's doing the twitchy thing while his horn sparks. To tell the truth, you rather like this as well. Your helpless husband. The way Anom just looks at you like he knows. You find yourself squirming in your seat, rubbing against the velvet cushion beneath you. Celestia isn't much better. She may be completely still, but you recognize the glowing from her marehood. You've used that too, when Shining was on night patrol. You bite your lip to keep in the moans.

You are Shining, and by all that is holy,

Someone stop the creature!

It's so-

Wrong. Not to mention that you are aimed at Celestia. It doesn't matter that this feels more amazing than your w-

Uggghhhh. Crap. You can't even think anymore.

You are Anon, and it's almost bearable if you don't look at what your hand is doing. It is kind of amusing the effect it's having on the mares. Pinkie, you aren't being subtle about humping the floor. Shewestia can't take her eyes off your handjob. You wonder...

It's a bit of a stretch, but you reach out with your other hand and grab her ass. She whimpers and her hips buck once. Oh hell yes.

You are Cadence, and you can't believe your eyes. Such debauchery. Reducing everyone to rutting animals. Twilight was more right than she knew. Shining's cock surges, splattering the table with his glorious cum. A droplet lands in Celestia's chest fur. At that precise instant, you cum.

You are Shining, and you collapse onto your back, your body almost painful with the height of your orgasm. You might swing that way after all.

You are Anon. Great, now your hand is all sticky.

"Gotta clean this off somehow."

You pull your hand away from shy guy and stand up.

You are Cadence, and that cum is yours.

Pink Pervert climbs up onto the table and licks your hand, maintaining perfect eye contact. You freeze as her tongue caresses every inch of your hand, between the fingers, licking and suckling until its clean. When she swallows, you check yourself. Yup diamonds. Then she turns her back on you and starts lapping at the cum on the table. Goddamn. You feel something stir within you. First things first, though.

"Kay Dense, sex?"

Shewestia gives you a gentle push towards the pink tush and says,

"Yes."

Well, let's see. You get a double handful of bubblebutt. Kay Dense's tail lifts up and over your arm, revealing a winking pussy. No need to ask twice, then.

You are Cadence, and there's a fire in your veins clouding your mind. Your vision is filled with the delicious cum on the table and Shining's still firm erection. Even as you lap up your favorite treat, you feel something latch onto your hindquarters. In your lust fueled haze, you automatically lift your tail out of the way. Celestia enters your field of vision, hovering over your husband's cock.

"Wait, what do-"

Something amazing plows through your undefended pussy. The pressure on your flanks spikes, and your forelegs give out as the Dominus hilts inside you. Your face lands in the puddle of Shining's cum, and you are only peripherally aware of Celestia lowering herself.

You are Shining Armor, and you had almost recovered when something hot and wet enveloped your stallionhood. Your eyes snap open and are filled with a wondrous sight. Princess Celestia is riding your dick, an expression of wanton abandonment on her face.

"N-no, this is wrong!"

She locks eyes with you, her expression sobering a little.

"Forgive me, but I could not hold back any longer."

With that, her hips grind against yours in a slow, exquisite rotation. You gasp at the stimulation, your cock already throbbing inside the pussy you had fantasized the most about, second only to your wife's. Where is Cadence? Why isn't she stopping this? Celestia nuzzles your neck, and you find it increasingly difficult to protest. Then you glimpse your wife over Celestia's shoulder, and it all makes sense.

Cadence had insisted on making all of your dreams come true, even when you ashamedly admitted your onetime lust for the Sun Princess. She must have traded a favor to Celestia's pet for this rare opportunity to rut the Sun. You smile at your wife, and yield yourself to the ecstasy of Celestia's marehood.

You are Cadence, and your nose is filled with the scent of Shining's cum. Celestia bends down to nuzzle his neck, and he smiles at you. Why this gratitude? Anom thrusts inside you again, your cheek smearing against the table. Ah, you remember now. How embarrassed he was to admit his juvenile fantasy. How you would roleplay as the radiant princess. Your promise to make his dreams real. As prices go, this one isn't so bad. You give yourself over to riding Anom's cock. You do spare a bit of magic to stroke Shining's neck. Oh how you love him.

You are Anon, and Kay Dense starts getting into the rhythm, her tail coiling around your waist. You bend forward and drag your fingers down her back, savoring the way her inner walls clench around you as you hilt. No doubt about it, this is worth a handjob. You wrap your arms around Cadence in a bear hug and lift her up, thrusting deep into her from below. She squeals in surprise and delight, her back arched against your firm chest. You slide one hand down her belly and rub her pussylips as you pump in and out.

You are Celestia, and you feel your guilt growing in proportion to your pleasure. And yet, even though you know this is a mistake, you can't stop yourself. Then Shining Armor smiles at something, and turns to look at you. His face is so close He kisses you, his tongue invading your startled mouth. You cum right then and there, bucking senselessly as you return the kiss. Your guilt drops away, and you fill yourself with the firm length of a virile young stallion.

You are Shining Armor, and her mouth is as sweet as you thought it would be. You wrap your hooves around her neck and pound her quivering pussy, no doubt highly sensitive after that last orgasm. You can feel yourself nearing the edge, your senses filled with the lovely sight and scent of an aroused mare. You break the kiss, and whisper in her ear,

"Thank you, for fulfilling my dream."

As she shudders with the wave of her third orgasm, you can hold back no longer. You fire deep into the belly of the Sun, clutching her to your chest as you ride your own wave of pleasure. For long moments, the two of you lay there. Then Celestia looks at you, her face flushed with pleasure.

"You know, I had dreamed of this as well."

You smile, flattered.

"Then here's to dreams."

You give her a kiss on the cheek, and pump your softening member once more inside her. She giggles, then rests her head against your neck.

You are Cadence, and from your vantage point, you were able to see that whole adorable little scene. Still, you feel a little lonely, even as you are rutted like no mare has been rutted before. You've lost count of your orgasms, your whole body tingling with every thrust, stroke, and shift of Anom's claws. You twist to look back and up at this impossible creature, your mouth parted and inviting. You expect his kiss to be deep and fierce, but he takes his time, his lips surging against yours like a slowly building tide. He lays you on your back on the table, his kisses and pounding uninterrupted. Once his hands are freed, he strokes your face lightly with the rounded tips of his claws.

You find yourself to be the one to go for the tongue, your nose filling with his musk, your tongue tasting the exotic depths and thrilling points of his mouth. Then his claws converge on your horn, tracing the spiral, filling your body with white hot pleasure. You keen into his mouth, your body desperately clinging to his, trying to fill you with the entirety of his length. He shudders at the same time, his hips slamming into yours. Finally he hilts, and you feel his hot semen fill you as he surges again and again. After a long, exquisite moment, you relax your hold on him a little. He smiles at you.

"Thang you."

"You're welcome."

He brushes a strand of your mane from your face, and you feel warm inside, even more than before. You want to share this.

"Take me to Shining."

He tilts his head, then picks you up. As you gently sway in his grasp, you wonder at the strength in those limbs. He sets you down by your husband. Shining looks at you with warm, affectionate eyes.

"Thank you, my beloved."

You give him a kiss.

"Anything for you."

You are Anon, and you have to say, you are feeling pretty satisfied. Shewestia rolls off the stallion, and looks at you with a pleading expression.

"Carry me?"

You sigh, and pick her up. She's actually kind of heavy. You shift your grip and rest part of her weight on your hip. She nods towards her bed, which looks awfully inviting. You walk over slowly and set her down on the mattress. Shewestia beckons you to her, and you climb in beside her. She wraps her hooves around you, and snuggles up close. You return the embrace, bathing in the warmth of her presence. And just like that, you fall asleep.