In what felt like no time at all Night Light was once again locked inside Celestia’s private tower, sitting on a cushion in the center of the royal bedroom in a loose circle with the two most important mares in his life. Twilight Velvet sat to his left, her eyes trained on the floor without really seeing it, a look Night Light recognized as her being lost in deep thought. Her earlier anger was gone now, but her posture was still tense, as though something was still on her mind, preventing her from relaxing. On his other side sat Princess Celestia, as tall and regal as ever, her own eyes closed in quiet meditation. She too had calmed from her earlier whirlwind of emotions, and seemed mostly in control of them again, but when Night Light looked closely, he was pretty sure he could still see an odd sadness on her face.

“So,” Celestia broke the silence after several minutes. “Here we are.”

“Y-yeah. Here we are,” Night Light echoed, his voice thick with tension.

Try as he might to rationally think things through, the stallion had no idea what was coming next. Was Velvet still mad? Was she going to put an end to his arrangement with Celestia, despite what she’d said in the library? Would Celestia agree to that? Who was he kidding, of course she would. That was about the only piece of this puzzle that was obvious. Celestia had made it very clear that she had no intention of interfering with anypony’s love life. If Velvet really was mad, if she decided she really couldn’t handle seeing him go to quell another mare’s heat now that they were together, Celestia would step aside immediately. There was no question in his mind about that. But then that left Celestia back to where she’d been a week ago, years removed from any sort of satisfaction. Night Light was young, he had a long life ahead of him and no intention of quitting his position as succinctly as Velvet had done. If he stayed Captain of the Guard until even just the earliest possible retirement age, it would be a good thirty, thirty-five years before another Captain would take his place. A whole generation before Princess Celestia even had a chance at finding another mate. A whole generation of nothing but lonely, unsatisfied heat seasons. It sounded horrible. And surely Velvet, as a mare herself, knew that even better than he did. Would she really still put a stop to it anyway? And if she did, was there really nopony else at all whom Celestia could trust enough in his place?

“Are you alright, Night Light?”

Night Light jerked out of his own thoughts, looking up at Princess Celestia at the sound of his name. “Ah, yes, of course, I’m fine.”

“Because I was asking you a question and you did not seem to react at all.”

Smooth, he berated himself, shaking his head sharply. “Sorry, sorry. Just, uh, a little lost in thought, I guess…”

“Understandable, all things considered. We all have a lot on our minds here,” Celestia assured him. “I was merely asking, if it was alright with you, that we do as we’ve done in previous meetings and dispense with titles. I have no desire to be spoken to or treated like a Princess right now. We are all just ponies in this matter, and I want you both to feel free to speak your mind honestly.”

“Fine by me,” Velvet said. “Not like I have a title to dispense with anyway…”

“Y-yeah, of course,” Night Light agreed as well.

“Thank you,” Celestia said with a small bow. “Then let me begin with an apology, to both of you. Velvet, you did not deserve to lose your job the way you did, regardless of the fact that you’re at peace with it now. Even if the circumstances that led to it weren’t my fault to begin with, and I think we all know they assuredly are… Feather Duster is in my employ, and as the pony responsible for her staff, I am sorry for how she treated you. And Night Light… none of this would have happened if I had told you sooner about the side-effects of my magic on your body. It is difficult for me to predict when they will reveal themselves, as it varies from pony to pony. You in particular, Night Light, showed symptoms well ahead of the curve. And aside from that, some ponies in the past simply did not take the news well, even as harmless as the effects are.”

Celestia paused for a long breath, hanging her head a little lower. “…But those are just excuses. The truth is, I was just too embarrassed to admit it. It’s an imperfection in my spell-work that I’ve never been able to correct. I am afraid this leads me to procrastinate longer than I should in being forthcoming about it, and it tends to come back around to bite me. As you surely noticed from those medical records, you aren’t the first pony to discover the symptoms before I have explained them. So… I am sorry for putting you through all this, and scaring you with the unknown.”

“It’s okay, really,” Night Light assured her. “It all worked out, more or less.”

“Yeah, forget about it,” Velvet agreed. “Just promise you’ll do future generations a favor and be more up front about it from now on.”

“I agree,” Celestia said, nodding swiftly. “I will learn from this, I promise you.”

“Good,” Velvet nodded back, blushing a little now. “And I’m… I’m sorry I dropped your… your note, where somepony else could find it. I’d forgotten I even took the thing, much less still had it. Feather Duster would’ve had nothing without that, she never would’ve gone as far as she did if I hadn’t dropped it at her hooves. R-really I shouldn’t have even read it in the first place, I mean, like you said back there, obviously it was meant for Night Light alone, I just happened to be right there with him at the time and--”

“It’s quite alright,” Celestia said, blushing briefly herself. “Accidents happen, and I encouraged Night Light not to keep our arrangement secret from you anyway. Which brings me to the second thing I wish to say. A question, for you, Twilight Velvet.”

“Me?” Velvet rubbed the back of her neck uncertainly. “What about me?”

“You said earlier, both in this room and to Feather Duster, that when Night Light received my note, you and he were intent on spending your evening together.”

Night Light squirmed uncomfortably the second the words were out of Celestia’s mouth. The reminder of their earlier fight was bad enough, but the reminder of that agonizing decision last night was just torturous. Why was she bringing that up?

Velvet meanwhile nodded, looking more than a little uncomfortable herself. “I… yes, I did say that…”

“And that upon receiving the note… you told him to instead respond to me, and you yourself went home lonely.”

Awkward tension was now rapidly filling the room, and it was a long moment before Velvet again nodded. “Yes…”

Silence again, as not one eye in the room met another for what felt like forever.

“You really meant that, didn’t you?” Celestia finally asked.

“…Yes.”

The odd sadness Night Light thought he noticed earlier on Celestia’s face grew more pronounced for a moment, before it vanished completely under her regal mask. “Then I believe there is nothing else that needs to be said. Night Light, our arrangement is terminated, effective immediately.”

Night Light stiffened and went wide-eyed. “W-what?”

“What?!” Velvet shouted right behind him.

“I have no desire to interfere in any way with your relationship,” Celestia replied with a firm shake of her head. “And I am deeply sorry to the both of you for having done so already. I never, ever wished for you to have to choose between myself and each other, let alone give up your time together to tend to my selfish needs--”

“Isn’t that our decision?”

Celestia stopped, turning her surprised gaze on Twilight Velvet. “What do you mean?”

“Velvet?” Night Light echoed her, subtly inching his way closer to his marefriend.

Velvet flushed a little now that she was the center of attention again, but she pressed on, scooting herself a little closer to Night Light as well, until they were near enough to hold hooves. “Look, Celestia,” she began, “when I said those things today, I… I was mad. I was fired up. I was worried about Night Light. And then I was even madder at Feather Duster. I may have meant what I said, but I think you got the wrong impression of what exactly I meant.”

“…What exactly did you mean, then?” Celestia asked, watching her with polite curiosity now.

Velvet gave them an embarrassed sort of shrug. “It’s just, I was angry about the other stuff, you know? And that sort of seeped into the whole ‘you and Night Light’ thing without me meaning it to. So… yeah, I admit that maybe it was a little more unpleasant to go home alone than I let on to anypony, but… I didn’t want you two to feel all guilty about it and beat yourselves up for no reason. Does that… I don’t know, does that make any sense at all?”

“…Plenty, actually,” Night Light admitted, squeezing her hoof in his. “I didn’t want to say anything to Celestia last night either, for the same reason.”

“I wish you two would not feel that way,” Celestia pleaded, shaking her head. “I told you, I don’t wish to be an obstacle in your relationship--”

“And I told you, it was our choice to make,” Velvet insisted. “We talked about it, together, and we made the decision that Night Light should take care of you while you really needed it. Yeah, it was a sacrifice on my part, but you guys agreed to be seasonal mates before I had a say in Night Light’s love life anyway. What kind of selfish jerk would that make me to step in and cut you off while you’re in the middle of a heat cycle? I can have Night Light all-year round now… maybe even for the rest of our lives. I can give up a few days at a time in mating season.”

Night Light gulped a bit despite himself. “R-really? The rest of our lives?”

“…We’ll talk about that part later.”

“…Ah-heh, right…”

Celestia still didn’t seem convinced. “Velvet, I appreciate your willingness to make allowances for me, but--”

“But nothing,” Velvet stopped her again. “I promise it’s fine, I can deal with it--”

“He is your special somepony, you should not have to ‘deal with’ another mare who cannot keep her urges to herself--”

“Hey, no! Stop that right now!” Velvet abruptly turned angry. “I wouldn’t have said all that stuff about you to Feather Duster if I didn’t mean every word of it. You are the most amazing leader Equestria could possibly ask for. You’re kind, honorable, fair, gorgeous…”

“Velvet, really, I--… gorgeous?”

“…and you’ve been nothing but respectful to your mates in the past,” Velvet carried on, ignoring her blush as though nothing had happened. “You’ve probably spent five times as many years alone as anypony else has been alive, because you’re just that respectful to ponies when they turn you down. You are anything but some selfish mare who can’t control her libido. And if you ask me, somepony as wonderful as you should never have to spend a season alone.”

“I would rather be alone for the next thirty seasons than let you suffer the same even once because your beloved was laying in my bed instead of yours.”

For once, Velvet hesitated. “…Like I said, I can deal with a night without sex here and there--”

“Velvet, please,” Celestia said, and now it was her turn to sound harsh and firm. “I applaud your generosity… but I make a promise to myself every time I take a mate in estrus season that I will never come between him and anypony whom his heart desires. The fact that I interrupted your intimate plans together last night means that I have broken that promise. I do not wish that to happen again.”

“It wasn’t that big a deal! It was a regular night, I wasn’t even on an active cycle!”

“This time. Can you say with any certainty that that will not happen before the end of this season? Or next year’s season? Or the year after that? What will you do if you are in an active heat cycle and I come calling?”

“I… w-well, I…” Velvet stammered, pausing for a long moment. “We… we’d find a way to make it work. Y-you’re a genius, I’m sure we could think of something…”

“That is not good enough,” Celestia countered with a sad shake of her head. “I’m sorry, Velvet. I am grateful for your open mind and willingness to help, and I am truly flattered that you think so highly of me, but I will not budge on this matter. I refuse to take your special somepony away from you, even for just a night.”

Both mares fell silent now, at last out of things to say for the moment, and Night Light let out a tense breath, looking back and forth between the both of them with utmost concern. He might not have known exactly where this conversation was going to go, but he certainly hadn’t expected this. Velvet wasn’t mad after all, or forbidding him and Celestia from continuing to be mates for the season, but despite that, Celestia seemed intent on falling on the sword anyway and putting an end to the whole thing, no matter how willing Velvet was to let them carry on. Was that really the right answer? It didn’t feel like it, not at all. He loved Velvet, he wanted to be faithful to Velvet and put her first, but he couldn’t stand to watch Celestia resigning herself to misery for the next thirty or so summers. It just wasn’t fair.

“Celestia?” he spoke up, breaking the silence. “I really… think you should reconsider.”

Celestia again shook her head. “I’m sorry, Night Light, but my mind is made up--”

“Look, you two just spent a good fifteen minutes arguing about who I will or won’t be sticking my dick into for the foreseeable future, don’t I at least get a say in the matter?”

Celestia’s eyes bulged and her cheeks once again turned a brilliant shade of pink, and Twilight Velvet had to clamp a hoof over her mouth to suppress a snort of shocked laughter that morphed an instant later into horrified embarrassment. Both mares composed themselves rather quickly, though, and hung their heads a bit lower.

“I… apologize,” Celestia replied. “You’re absolutely right. This concerns you as well. It was not at all my intention to discuss you as though you were…”

“…A piece of meat,” Velvet offered. “Yeah… sorry, Night Light. Go ahead, if you wanna say something.”

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” Night Light assured them, focusing back on Celestia. “Celestia, I agree with Velvet. After everything you’ve done, not just for us, but for everypony, for all of Equestria… you deserve a little happiness. I’m going to be your Guard Captain for… hopefully a long time. I don’t want to stand there by your side for the next twenty or thirty years and watch you be miserable every summer until I retire.”

“I’m sure I’ve told you that I’ve done so before,” Celestia reminded him.

“I don’t care if you’ve managed it in the past, you shouldn’t have to. Nopony should, but especially not you. And I’m not just saying this to try to… get with you some more,” he added with a brief blush. “If you absolutely can’t be with me anymore under any circumstances, then fine, I’ll accept that, but… is there really nopony else in all of Equestria you could trust?”

“…Perhaps there might be,” Celestia slowly admitted. “I have certainly found the intimate company of other ponies from time to time, in situations outside of mating season. But I’m sure you understand that there is a noted difference when heat is involved. I told you before, Night Light, that estrus affects me more powerfully than normal ponies. You have seen it yourself, you know better than anypony just how true that is. I may be well-practiced in controlling it, but when I let it out…” she paused and glanced away, not even trying to fight her pink cheeks anymore. “Maybe it’s silly, but it is… harder for me to allow ponies to see me like that. Perhaps with time I might find another stallion I can put that level of trust in, but as things stand now, there is no other such stallion.”

“There has to be a compromise somewhere,” Night Light said. “Velvet’s more than willing to make one, if it really has to be me or nopony.”

Celestia heaved an exasperated sigh. “Night Light…”

“No, really, he’s right,” Velvet chimed in again. “There’s no reason for you to martyr yourself like this, I’m telling you, I’m completely okay with you being seasonal mates.”

“Yeah, she doesn’t mind at all,” Night Light scrambled to support her. “She’s completely supportive of it.”

“Completely.”

“And there’s absolutely no hard feelings or jealousy or anything like that.”

“None at all!”

“If anything it actually gets her going! Last time she was asking for details!”

“Yeah, if anything it--… wait, what?!”

Night Light froze and gulped down a sudden lump in his throat as Velvet grew another shocked blush and stared at him, wondering what in Tartarus had compelled him to spill that little detail. But it was far too late to take it back. It was out there on the table now. And Celestia…

…was blushing again too?

“Velvet?” she asked, slowly and delicately. “Is this true?”

“Ah-heh… w-well, uh…” Velvet stammered, trying to smile at Celestia and control her suddenly-fidgeting hindquarters and throw a death glare at Night Light all at the same time. “It was… I mean, no offense intended, of course, I wasn’t trying to pry or anything, I was just… curious, you know, what it was like, being with Princess Celestia, even straight mares would wonder…”

“Wonder what it would be like to mate with me?” Celestia echoed in increasing surprise.

Something clicked in the back of Night Light’s mind – whether it was a stroke of genius, a perverted impulse, or blind stupid luck, he never figured out as long as he lived – and his mouth opened again light years ahead of his brain. “She was doing a lot more than wondering,” he said. “I think I gave her a serious case of wandering hooves, I could smell her from across the room while I was telling her about us. Heh, I bet she probably wished she could have been there herself.”

Celestia turned a shade of red that Night Light had only seen her reach when she was on the brink of orgasm, while Twilight Velvet stared at him with a look that could melt diamonds. But just as Night Light was about to worry that perhaps he’d gone too far, Velvet stopped and blinked twice rapidly, as something seemed to click for her too. And in that moment, the fire in her eyes… changed. It was no longer the pinpoint laser beam of fury commanding him to shut the fuck up already. No, it was spreading now, and fast, filling her face, making her sweat and fidget and take quicker, panting breaths. Her skin was flushing from head to hoof and straight through her off-white fur, her eyes flicked rapidly around as her thoughts whizzed through her head a mile a minute, and when Night Light looked down her back, he saw her tail twitching and thrashing like it was trying to flag itself out of the way of her nether-regions unbidden by any conscious thought on Velvet’s part.

“Night Light, I think that’s enough,” Celestia admonished once she’d composed herself a little. Barely. “Look at the poor girl, you’re going to give her a panic attack if you--”

“No, he’s right,” Velvet blurted out, almost more to herself than the other ponies in the room. “He’s… he’s absolutely right.”

Celestia stopped, and stared at her again. “He… is?”

Velvet met Celestia’s gaze and nodded frantically, her face exploding with color. “I told you I would compromise… so, here’s my compromise. You said you don’t want to take Night Light away from me, right? Well… what if you didn’t have to?”

Celestia kept staring, eyes wider by the second.

So did Night Light, for that matter.

“I said I’m willing to share him,” Velvet pressed on, blushing as deep as her name implied but refusing to wilt under their stares, in fact she even seemed to be gaining steam. “What if… what if instead of sharing him separately… we could both… be there? At… at the same time?”

Night Light couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t do anything at all except stare slack-jawed at his marefriend like she’d gone insane, no matter how stable and even her gaze was. There was no possible way that she could have just said that with anything resembling a sound, stable mind. Directly propositioning the Princess, not just one on one but for a trio was… there wasn’t even a word for the level of sheer lunacy that entailed.

Except… she wasn’t the Princess at the moment, was she? Night Light remembered that now. She didn’t want to be treated that way. She wanted to be treated like any other pony. And if Celestia was just ‘any other pony’ right now, well… it was hardly unheard of among normal ponies for more than one mare to share a single stallion when mating season rolled around; he’d seen that first-hoof, days prior at the park. Nor did it sound unreasonable for one of those mares to be that stallion’s special somepony, offering some much-needed relief for a close friend who didn’t have a stallion of her own. It was probably an arrangement normal ponies made sometimes. But still, for that stallion to be him, for those mares to be Twilight Velvet and Princess Celestia… he almost didn’t dare think about it.

Almost.

Part of him, however, couldn’t help but think about it.

A rapidly hardening part of him.

Celestia meanwhile was matching Velvet blush for blush, unable to hide that the proposal had her utterly floored. It was incredible, really, to see Celestia, a pony who’d lived for centuries numbering in the double digits, be so completely thrown by something. It was almost refreshing, actually, knowing that even now she could still be surprised, that she hadn’t seen everything there was to see, that she really was a pony just like any other. But that of course didn’t mean she was going to say yes. In fact all evidence pointed to her saying no. She’d been very stubbornly against continuing to see Night Light up until now, and as far as he was aware, she wasn’t interested in other mares. Granted, that wasn’t saying much; she’d had a long life before him in which it could have happened, and she did say she’d taken other lovers aside from the stallions that were sort of necessitated by mating season. She hadn’t explicitly stated that those other lovers were also stallions. Could Celestia have ever been interested in mares? Had Celestia ever been with other mares?

Oh goddess, he was picturing Celestia with other mares now.

Oh goddess, he was picturing Celestia with Twilight Velvet now.

Oh Tartarus he was so fucking hard now.

“Velvet, I…” Celestia nearly whispered, her eyes locked on the other mare and completely ignorant of Night Light’s vivid new fantasies. “I truly don’t know what to say…”

“Just say ‘yes,’” Velvet insisted, seeming to grow more confident by the moment, even if she was squirming and thrashing in her seat. “Something tells me being with another mare isn’t completely foreign to you, and… a-and it’s certainly not a problem for me. Not with a mare as amazing as you. And it’s obviously not a problem for Night Light, I mean holy crap, look at that thing.”

Both mares paused to look over at the raging erection that Night Light had no hope whatsoever of hiding, and there was no mistaking the increasingly thick scent of wet mare pussy filling the room, nor the hunger in both sets of eyes so intense that he almost did feel like a piece of meat right then, albeit an extremely willing one.

“See, he’s clearly onboard,” Velvet went on, almost boldly now. “It fits, doesn’t it? Everypony gets what they want this way. And higher standards in mating season or not… I think I’ve proven that you can trust me.”

A slow, shaky smile crossed Celestia’s face. “…Yes. You’re quite right about that. You have done more than enough for both of us today to earn my trust. And it’s true that being intimate with another mare is not foreign to me. I have shared my bed with mares on occasion…”

Night Light suppressed an involuntary groan and tried to ignore the extra eager twitch in his loins.

“In fact, I must confess,” Celestia continued, “your… suggestion, crossed my mind as well not long ago, before I rather hastily dismissed it…”

Velvet’s confident momentum faltered, just for a moment. “…Dismissed it? Why?”

A more sheepish smile bloomed across Celestia’s face. “I thought it was rather presumptuous of me, and, well… I was almost certain you would refuse.”

“…Oh!” Velvet let out a relieved chuckle. “Oh gosh, are you kidding? No, I… I’d be thrilled to… experience that with you. I mean, if… if you think that’s a compromise we can make?”

Celestia’s smile slowly grew larger. “I think that would be a most agreeable compromise.”

Night Light’s jaw fell slack. It was impossible. There was no way. This could not be happening. And yet here it was, both mares gazing at each other with relieved smiles, looking happier with the idea than Night Light could have ever reasonably imagined.

“You really… really think it’s okay?” Velvet asked one last time.

“I do,” Celestia confirmed, bowing her head to the other mare. “And I thank you, Twilight Velvet, for doing this for me… you are truly an exemplary mare, and I am in your debt. Night Light is very lucky to have you.”

Lucky. Hah. That was the understatement of the year. Night Light would have been completely unsurprised if Pommel personally strangled him in a jealous rage when he heard about this. Or any straight stallion in existence for that matter. And Night Light wouldn’t particularly blame them, either.

“Speaking of, I assume we won’t need to try very hard to convince him?” Celestia wondered aloud.

“Eh-heh, no, probably not…” Velvet chuckled, and turned her smile on her boyfriend. “Well, Night Light? Are you in?”

Slowly, and without a word or the slightest change in his dumbfounded expression, Night Light nodded his head.

“Great, it’s settled then,” Velvet announced with no small amount of excitement, leaping up from her cushion, and Night Light swore there was a literal trail of thick and sticky fluid suspended in the air between the wet spot on the cushion and Velvet’s backside. “So then, um… how should we…”

“Begin?” Celestia finished the thought, standing as well. Night Light couldn’t see the condition of her seat, but he very much wanted to imagine it was in a similar state. “Well, with a threesome of this particular composition… the usual etiquette is that the established couple is free to… ‘go first.’”

“Are you sure?” Velvet asked. “I mean, aren’t you still in the middle of an active cycle?”

“Yes, but Night Light has already cooled it somewhat. I can wait a bit longer, and you have been kept waiting long enough. Besides, it will give me time to make some preparations. Please, enjoy yourselves. I will be back to join you in a few minutes.”

Celestia bowed to them both and turned to trot swiftly out of the bedroom, leaving Night Light and Velvet alone inside.

“You’re completely insane, I hope you know that,” Night Light told her as soon as the door closed. “I cannot believe you just propositioned Celestia for a threesome. Successfully.”

“Like you didn’t set me up for it, mister ‘Blab my dirty thoughts about Celestia to her face,’” Velvet shot right back, offering him a wry smile. “You’re lucky I didn’t completely freeze up.”

“I’m sorry! It just sort of came out, I wasn't thinking…”

“Not with your head, obviously.”

Night Light knocked a hoof against his skull and smiled. “Heh, not with this head, no…”

“Mmm… speaking of which,” Velvet said, rubbing herself against his flank, “Celestia was right… I’ve been waiting long enough…”

Night Light shivered all over and nodded his consent, turning to capture his marefriend’s lips in a swift and savory kiss as they blindly made their way to Celestia’s massive bed. The moment the kiss was over he hurried to strip his armor and toss it aside in an unceremonious pile at the base of the ponnequin it was meant for, and then climbed up onto the bed first, rolling toward the middle of the mattress and settling himself at the head of the bed, upright and leaning against the headboard. Velvet followed a moment later, and settled herself much lower than Night Light had expected, draped loosely across his lap with her nose nuzzled against his aching stallionhood that still stood proud and erect.

“Uh…heh, Velvet…?” Night Light murmured. “What are you doing down there? I can’t really, uh… reach you, for anything…”

“Oh, it just occurred to me that when we were together the other night, the ‘giving’ portion was a little… one-sided.” Her front hooves slipped up to hug and cradle his shaft between them as she spoke, and her tone dropped a full octave suddenly. “Thought I might return the favor…”

Night Light’s eyes went as wide as Velvet’s mouth was opening. “Ah, t-that, that’s really not, I mean, you don’t have to do thhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaoooooooohhhhhhhh, well, if you ins-sist…!”

Velvet smirked and winked at him, but Night Light didn’t really see it. His eyes were already drooping back down into a half-lidded and hazy gaze of pure bliss as his marefriend’s mouth closed itself around the tip of his shaft and began to suck on it, immediately drawing happy, heavy groans out of him.

Night Light couldn’t help but once more summon up explicit memories and compare his current position to an earlier, similar moment with Celestia, and marvel all over again at how dramatically different the sensations were. Celestia had offered a fairly straightforward and traditional approach to oral pleasure, taking a sizable portion of his dick into her mouth and bobbing back and forth on it in a slow but satisfying imitation of normal thrusting motions, and as a nice little twist, seemed to challenge herself to swallow more and more of the eager appendage each time she descended upon it. She was clearly experienced at doing so, too; she’d actually gotten within two inches of hilting on him completely before he had to warn her to either stop or be force-fed semen (she chose the latter, he recalled with gleeful delight), and could have probably have finished the job if he hadn’t finished first.

Velvet on the other hoof was a bit more creative. She didn’t take anything more than the thicker, flared bit of his cock into her mouth, but she used her tongue to much greater effect, dragging it lavishly over the flat tip and coaxing out a steady, copious drip of his personal lubricant for her to lap up. Her hooves, too, were getting in on the action, hugging the bulk of his shaft between them and stroking it like a masturbating colt would stroke himself, except so much more exciting because it was the silky-soft fur of his marefriend’s hooves cradling his excited prick instead. Even her magic found a way to be useful, encasing his heavy sack in a dull violet glow that sent pleasant shudders down Night Light’s spine. She didn’t even need to actually do anything with it, really; the almost electric tingle of her magic simply surrounding his balls was giving him fits of excited pleasure.

He wasn’t about to say her technique was particularly better or worse than Celestia’s, though. They were merely different, and he wouldn’t say no to either.

Unfortunately it was not meant to last; Night Light felt a familiar, dull pressure building somewhere deep in his hips, and reluctantly dragged himself back to reality, placing a gentle but firm hoof on Velvet’s shoulder.

Velvet looked up at him in mild surprise and released his dick from her mouth, with no small amount of drool and pre-cum still connecting them. “Something wrong?”

“Close,” he managed to bite out, panting as he willed his excitement levels back down a bit.

Velvet raised an amused eyebrow. “Already?”

“S-shut up, you’re really good at… at that.”

Velvet’s grin grew. “I don’t mind, you know… if you want to finish--”

“I do, I really do,” Night Light groaned, “but I’m not sure… how many times I can…”

“I wouldn’t worry about it. Something tells me you’ll have plenty of ammo today,” Velvet said with a soft snicker. “But alright. Save it, just in case. Maybe I’ll finish this one later,” she added, winking again.

“That… would be really nice,” Night Light agreed, stifling a groan.

“Now come here, big guy…”

Velvet took just a moment to wipe her mouth clean and then tugged on Night Light’s back legs, pulling his body away from the headboard of the bed. He went willingly, letting himself lie flat on his back beneath her as she crawled fully on top of him, and though he couldn’t see it, he could definitely feel the thick, wet heat of her marehood starting to slide over his length, straddling him, coating him with one more layer of lubricant, this time from his girlfriend’s incredibly soaked pussy.

“Goddess, Velvet…” he said, gazing up at her with his laziest grin. “I can’t believe… how drippy you get…”

Velvet actually blushed a little. “Pretty sure most mares get like that…”

“Not like you,” Night Light insisted. “You and Celestia both, it’s incredible… mmhh, and delicious…”

Velvet’s blush grew, but a smile swiftly joined it. “Yeah? Hehe… gosh, no wonder you were so eager to eat me out that night, you kinky stallion…”

“Mmm, it was admirably his first thought with me as well,” another voice chimed in.

Both partners looked over at the sound to find that Celestia had silently returned and was already standing at the bedside. She looked significantly different now though. Her royal regalia had been entirely abandoned; from her hoof-slippers to her crown and everything in between, it was all gone, and for the first time Night Light saw his monarch completely bare. It did far more than Night Light would have ever guessed toward making her seem more like a normal everyday pony, and was thoroughly shocking and exciting all on its own. But somehow far more noticeable than even that was the fact that she really did look simply… normal. Gone was the tall, intimidating stature and the unnaturally shiny, almost ethereal look of her mane. She now stood probably only a few inches taller than Night Light, and the pale pinks and greens and blues of her mane looked like actual hair now, hanging long and loose around her muzzle. Were it not for the blazing sun cutie mark still stamped on her flanks he almost would have mistaken her for another pony entirely.

“I thought perhaps it would be more appropriate this way, as long as we’re dispensing with titles,” Celestia said, answering the unspoken question on the two lovers’ lips.

“I-it suits you…” Night Light stammered as he stared, his eyes drinking in this whole new example of feminine beauty.

“You’re not gonna make Night Light all… big?” Velvet wondered, almost sounding disappointed.

“I would have to do the same for you,” Celestia reminded her, “and I would rather not prolong Night Light’s Magical Overload anyway, after today. This is… simpler.”

“I’m completely okay with that,” Night Light insisted. “You look amazing this way…”

“Thank you, Night Light…” Celestia said, punctuating it with a soft giggle. “I’ve made arrangements so that we won’t be bothered for a while. The day shift door guards have been relieved, and Lieutenant Pommel graciously volunteered to cover for you today.”

Night Light groaned briefly. “Fuck. He’s gonna kill me for this…”

“Oh, he likely won’t mind too much. I may have… sweetened the deal, so to speak, by posting one Private Steadfast at your office.”

Night Light blinked and imagined the potential results of that for a few seconds. “…Oh goddess, there’s going to be cum everywhere.”

Velvet chose that moment to flex her thighs around Night Light’s cock, drawing a sharp and sudden moan out of him. “You got that right, mister…” she cooed at him.

That was more than enough teasing for Night Light. He was hard, she was wet, and they were ready to go. Night Light clamped his front hooves over the triple stars on either side of Velvet’s butt and gave her a short yank forward, dragging the length of his cock one last time across her outer lips until just his tip was poking at them. And before the strangled moan was even halfway out of Velvet’s throat, Night Light flexed his cock upward and shoved Velvet’s hips back to where she’d started, driving himself into her oh-so-seductively warm and inviting pussy. Velvet cried out her immediate and vehement approval, her back arching until she sat fully upright, and didn’t even wait to get used to the mammoth member invading her body before she started bouncing on it, front hooves planted on his chest for stability as her butt drove itself into his lap over and over with a series of wet and deeply satisfying smack sounds.

“Goodness, not wasting any time, I see,” Celestia teased, her eyes alight with excited desire as she watched the two lovers settle into a rhythm. “What happened to that generous stallion who was so eager to service his mares before himself?”

“Uhh… guh… I… buh…” Night Light flushed and struggled to form words. It was an oddly difficult question to ponder when his marefriend was in his lap taking him balls-deep.

“Oh he’s still in there,” Velvet beat him to it, giggling through her gasps of pleasure. “The way I heard it, you’re the one who stopped him when he tried it.”

“Regrettably so,” Celestia admitted. “I was far too eager to get to business. I believe I said ‘at any other time I would praise such selflessness and savor it at great length.’”

Night Light got the hint despite himself. “Would… would now be… a good time?”

Celestia broke out into a grin. “Now would be a delightful time.”

Night Light would have patted himself on the back if his hooves weren’t still firmly attached to Velvet’s butt. Instead he allowed a proud smile of his own, which only grew as Celestia at last joined them on the bed. For a moment he wondered about how they would make this work, logistically, but he didn’t have to worry for long, as Celestia was way ahead of him. She paused briefly to give each of them one more swift nuzzle of thanks, and then did precisely what Night Light almost didn’t dare hope she would do.

She faced Twilight Velvet, swung her tail and one hind leg over Night Light’s head, and sat down on his face.

There was literally only one downside to this arrangement, and that was that Night Light could no longer see his girlfriend riding his dick. But he could still feel it, and that was enough, because everything else about this was making his boner even more diamond-hard than it already was. His vision was completely filled with Celestia’s incredible and shapely ass, only the barest slivers of daylight peeking in at the very peripheral edges. Off to either side he could see a couple of the sunbeams from her cutie mark stretching out toward him. Above him, a curtain of pink and blue and green tail hair thrashed back and forth eagerly. Toward the lower end of his gaze he saw the very faint and subtle mounds of her teats, punctuated by pale pink nipples just barely peeking through her fur. And a bit above that, dead center in his vision, was his primary prize; smaller than he remembered, thanks to her size change, but no less enticing of a pussy, pink and hot and moist and already winking at him invitingly.

Night Light was not about to pass up an invitation like that.

His hooves left Twilight Velvet’s flanks at last, and planted themselves on Celestia’s ass instead, quite close to her nethers, so that when he got a good grip and pulled, her outer lips spread open and exposed even more enticingly wet, pink flesh further inside. Night Light made this his target, nosing his muzzle up against her soaking, winking folds and drove his tongue forward for a long, lavish lick inside her pussy. Somewhere far above his head he thought he heard a shaky, floating moan, but he didn’t care right then. Everything about Celestia’s pussy was immediately overwhelming to him; the scent, the heat, the wetness, the taste, all of it was mindboggling, robbing him of any conscious thought except for the fact that he wanted more, and this time he would not be denied. His hooves held tighter to Celestia’s flanks, refusing to be dragged away after only a few licks, but really he knew that wouldn’t happen. Celestia was more than content to let him bury his muzzle in her honeypot and eat his fill, and Night Light would do no less.

It was getting more difficult, however. Conscious thought might have been absent at the moment, but his sex drive was rapidly getting caught in a tug of war for his attentions between the hot and drippy mare pussy in his face, and the hot and drippy mare pussy on his dick. He was taking deep, personal gratification in eating out his glorious monarch’s even more glorious snatch, but the feeling of his marefriend riding his cock, taking him to the hilt with no trouble at all and even speeding up now, was nearly impossible to compete with. His attention was rapidly splitting, less gusto behind his licking and kissing of Celestia’s marehood, and instead was starting to give Velvet a few thrusts in return, making their hips meet with a bit more force.

To his shock, though, Velvet took just a few of them before her hooves pressed even harder on his chest and stopped their motions. A second later he felt her laying down across his belly, and just barely saw her flushed, smiling face peeking at him from the sliver of light beyond Celestia’s teats.

“You just focus on that pussy in your face,” she whispered. “She deserves the attention, and I wanna ride you myself.”

“You are far too generous…” Celestia said, her voice shaking already.

“Shut up and enjoy the tongue in your twat.”

Celestia swiftly went silent, and Velvet disappeared from view, starting up her bouncing rhythm again. And though Night Light very much wanted to keep fucking her back, he obeyed Velvet’s request, letting her work his cock on her own and returning his full attention to Celestia. His hooves shifted up to grip her cutie marks directly, and his tongue began making broader strokes over the entirety of Celestia’s intimate areas, reaching nearly low enough to suck her teats and dragging all the way back up, over her engorged clitoris, through her lips that were leaking a tiny waterfall of sweet mare-honey, and even ringing a circle around her tail-hole, before dragging his tongue back down and doing the whole thing again in reverse. Every pass he completed drew a thick moan out of the mare, stronger and stronger with each one, until by about the dozenth pass or so she was as incoherent as that first night, whining and begging in nonsense words for Night Light to grant her release.

Night Light sincerely hoped he could do so soon; that pressure was building in his loins again, thanks to his marefriend’s relentless grinding and bouncing. He still couldn’t really see it, but he could absolutely feel Twilight Velvet’s insides clenching and constricting around him and growing hotter than before, and the strained cry and the very wet splash on his lap that immediately followed it confirmed that she’d won the race for the first orgasm of the evening. Not that that stopped her; if anything it spurred her on, making her buck and grind in his lap harder than ever to keep hold of her euphoria as long as possible. Night Light bit his lip against a groan; if the throbbing in his balls was any indication, he would be right behind her at any moment, with her squirming and jerking and squirting the way she was, and he’d be damned if he let himself finish before either of his mares. He squeezed his eyes shut and willed himself to hold back, futile though it was, and focused his best efforts on attacking Celestia’s clit directly, wrapping his lips around the swollen nub and sucking on it like a foal to a nipple. A near-shriek reached his ears a moment later, no doubt from Celestia, and he prayed it was the cry of climax, because he was at his limit, any second now he would be--

“C-coming…!”

Celestia’s gasp of warning was far too late to be effective. It wasn’t even half a second out of her mouth before the trickle running over Night Light’s nose became a jet stream, dousing his muzzle with thick, warm juices. It wasn’t for long, perhaps only a second or so at a time for just a few seconds in total, but it was enough for him to get a very generous taste of mare-cum, sweet and tangy and borderline-intoxicating. A hot, sick swoop of pleasure shot down his spine as he opened his eyes again to watch Celestia’s pussy gush, and just like that it was the last straw for him as well. His eyes rolled back, a desperate groan escaped his throat, and he came, the boiling pressure in his loins bursting upward through his cock and into his marefriend. Her pussy clamped down even tighter than before as he filled it, as though the torrent of semen was sending her own orgasm to even greater heights, and Night Light didn’t deny her, pumping and spurting and coming with everything he had, holding Velvet down tight to his lap so none of it would escape.

Unfortunately it was a futile effort. Velvet soon rolled off Night Light and flopped to her back in exhaustion beside him, and the second his cock dislodged from her slit, his load was dripping right back out of her, more full of his semen than she could possibly hope to hold in.

“W-wow…” Velvet whispered, amazed. “Guess that’s what I get for teasing you so hard first, huh…?”

“S-sorry,” Night Light stammered. “I couldn’t hold back, I didn’t want to hold back…”

“I’m glad you didn’t…” Velvet sighed pleasantly. “It felt amazing… I think we’ve already ruined Celestia’s bedspread, though…”

“Hm-hm-hm, don’t worry about that,” Celestia assured them both, chuckling and positively glowing with happy energy as she crawled off Night Light’s face. “Sheets can be washed and replaced, and this time of year I always stock extra.”

“You and every other mare alive,” Velvet chuckled.

Celestia smirked back. “And speaking of this time of year… I believe it’s my turn to receive a belly full of stallion seed.”

“Uh…” Night Light glanced down between his legs, his cock still out to full extension but much less rigid than before, and smiled apologetically back up at her. “I think I’m gonna need a few minutes first…”

“Naturally,” Celestia said. “Although I hope you don’t mind if I attempt to speed up the process? I’m sure you remember how good I can be at providing… encouragement.”

Memories of Celestia’s blowjob came screaming back to him once again, reminding him that yes, Celestia was indeed very good at encouraging him. “N-no, I don’t mind at all,” he said aloud. “I-I mean, if you want to do that, that is, I wouldn’t force you to… t-to do that for me…”

“Actually I thought I’d offer a different sort of encouragement this time…”

Celestia approached the head of the bed again before Night Light had a chance to wonder what that could mean. But she did not crawl over Night Light again; this time she loomed over Velvet, who was still flat on her back, and knelt down in front of her.

Night Light’s body went stiff and wide-eyed. Surely she wasn’t about to--?

“Don’t worry, Twilight Velvet…” she said, putting her front hooves on Velvet’s back ones to push them apart, and dipped her head even lower. “I will be gentle.”

Oh yes. She was most certainly about to.

Night Light’s dick was already twitching again.

“Mmmnnnfff…” Velvet bit her lip against a moan, squirming with anticipation and not resisting for a moment as her legs were spread far out to her sides. “I-I’ve never done this with a mare, you know…”

“It’s been a lifetime and then some for me as well,” Celestia said. “I think I remember the basics well enough, though.”

Celestia winked at both partners and got to work. She started out gently, as promised, leaving Velvet’s more sensitive bits alone while they recovered from her orgasmic high, and instead licked and kissed her way up Velvet’s inner thighs. She took her time, more than Night Light thought any of them would have the patience for, and stopped to lick her lips and coo in delight every few seconds. It took Night Light a few rounds of this to remember that Velvet had had a very wet orgasm too, and realized with yet another eager twitch in his dick that Celestia was now licking up her juices like ambrosia, drawing out cute little moans of excitement from his marefriend as she got closer and closer to her true target. It was inches away now, still dripping with the overflow of Night Light’s ejaculate, and for a moment Night Light wondered if that would dissuade her from continuing further.

“You really did give her a generous helping,” Celestia observed aloud suddenly as she appeared to notice the same thing. “More than she could handle, really. It would be a shame for so much to go to waste.”

Night Light stared, unblinking, as Celestia moved in closer still and made one long, slow stroke with her tongue, from the bed-sheet below Velvet’s hips to the crack of her rump, over her tail-hole and right to the outer lips of her quivering cunt. And every single glob of cum running down that trail came up with it, pooling first on Celestia’s tongue and then flowing past her lips, until every bit of the sticky, creamy substance that had leaked from Velvet’s nethers was inside the other mare’s mouth.

Night Light swallowed, hard.

A second later Celestia did the same.

“Mmhhh,” the Princess moaned and licked her lips, looking satisfied with herself. “Delightful. You two make a wonderful flavor together…”

Night Light was now so hard it was literally painful.

“Are you g-gonna sit there and be a c-cum connoisseur or are you going to g-get to the actual meal?” Velvet demanded, as firmly as she could despite her body shuddering with desire. She was no better off than Night Light, it seemed, her body already aching for another round. All of them were, really. There was no reason to delay any longer.

“I most certainly will get to the main course,” Celestia said meanwhile, dipping her head again. “Just making the most of my opportunities to keep our friend stimulat--OH!”

Celestia gasped as she suddenly felt the firm grasp of Night Light’s hooves on her flanks lifting them up into proper mounting position, and the gentle slap of his full-sized erection against her belly. She turned away from the drippy snatch in front of her, much to the displeasure of its owner, and gave the stallion a surprised stare instead. “Night Light? I… I didn’t think you’d be ready again this soon!”

Night Light grunted and squeezed her hips, right over her cutie marks as he started to rear back and line himself up for penetration. “I just watched you lick my last load out of my girlfriend’s pussy. Name a stallion who wouldn’t be rock hard after seeing that.”

Celestia let out a hitched moan and a teasing smile. “Well, there was this one rather squeamish stallion who--”

Night Light never found out any more about that stallion, because at that moment his cock found its target and sank smoothly inside his monarch’s tight, soaked channel, and Celestia’s words were cut off by a much louder and more forceful moan that was itself buried and muffled when her head fell back to the bed and landed muzzle-first in Twilight Velvet’s waiting pussy.

“Thank you,” Velvet said with a dreamy sigh, planting her front legs around Celestia’s head to make sure she stayed there.

Not that she could back up if she even wanted to. Night Light was hilted inside her other end, keeping her in place, and he was in no hurry to move just yet. If he did, he was liable to cum again immediately. He didn’t know if it was because he was attempting to rut her right after she’d orgasmed or their special arrangement had her extra excited or her size change had simply adjusted her proportions or some mix of all three, but whatever the reason, her cunt was absolutely throttling his cock, pressing hot, slick and silky flesh into every inch of him. And the view wasn’t bad either; Celestia’s rump was still a delight to behold, and now when he looked past it he had a perfect view of her muzzle deep in his girlfriend’s folds, fishing her tongue playfully into those soaked nether-lips and drawing still more gooey droplets of semen back out with her to gulp down. Adding that to the heady scent of both mares’ arousal still in his nostrils and their uncensored moans and the taste of girl-cum still on his lips, it was very nearly a total sensory overload for Night Light, and it was with no small amount of surprise and pride that he managed to start thrusting into Celestia at a more or less steady pace without becoming a one-minute-wonder.

Even so, it was a struggle to keep things going. By minute two he was breathing like he’d galloped a mile and his hips were seriously feeling the burn. By minute three his balls were churning and it felt like the tip of his cock was permanently flared. And by minute four he was so indescribably desperate to cum again that he had to close his eyes and block out the wondrous view of Velvet getting her cunt devoured, for fear that the slightest little tickle of extra pleasure would shatter his resolve and bring a white, sticky end to round two. That simply could not happen. Not yet. Not before the girls were done. He was a gentlecolt, for pony’s sake, he would hold out, he would not finish first, he would--

“Night Light, would you please hold my tail out of the way?” Celestia interrupted his thoughts, her voice floating like it was on a heavenly cloud.

Night Light grunted distractedly, opening one eye again. “H-huh…? What about your tail?”

“I’m very close… and I’d rather not get it too messy…”

Thank fuck. That was one mare. He could only hope Velvet was this close. Night Light hastened to accommodate her, wrapping one hoof around her colorful tail and pulling it up to eye level in a single bunch so he could clamp his teeth around it. He wasn’t quite sure why it was necessary, though; didn’t most mares just hold their tails up or aside naturally? Sure, Celestia had a lot of tail, but--

“Now pull.”

Night Light blinked.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, that was hot. That was really hot.

Too hot.

Night Light shuddered and groaned, feeling an unmistakable spasm in his dick. The fight was lost; he was officially past the point of no return now. It was all he could do to give Celestia what she wanted in his final moments. With his last conscious thought he bit down firmly on Celestia’s tail, and yanked his head back on his final thrust, holding her on his hilt and pulling her tail as hard as he could.

Celestia’s moans skyrocketed, in both volume and intensity, and Night Light felt his hips convulse in response, her ecstatic wails the perfect sounds for him to cum to. His head rolled back a bit and held her tail taut as he met his boiling climax, pouring his second load of the day into the depths of her estrus-wracked body. Her cunt took it in hungrily, greedily, clenching him and squeezing him and sucking the semen right out of his cock until he’d given it everything he had, feeding her desperate need as only natural instinct could. Again Celestia sounded like she was in heaven, floating lighter than air on her orgasmic high, and Night Light did the best he could to help her stay there, holding her tail nice and tight while she rolled through the satisfying climax of a well-soothed heat cycle. She didn’t soak him nearly as copiously as she had with her first orgasm, but she still left him coated in a second layer of sweet mare secretions by the time he let go of her tail and pulled out.

His hind legs gave out almost immediately after he was done, and so he dropped to his rump and laid back against the corner bedpost, dripping with sweat and juices. His cock was rapidly going limp again, and it was by sheer force of will that it stayed even half-erect instead of vanishing back into his sheath. He normally wouldn’t have bothered fighting to stay hard after finishing Celestia off, but in today’s case, something told him he wasn’t quite done for the day.

And it turned out he was right. When he regained enough of his senses to look at anything other than Celestia’s well-serviced hindquarters, he saw to his surprise that Twilight Velvet was sitting up at Celestia’s other end, a half-foot or so removed from her. The Princess had apparently fallen away from Velvet’s nethers at some point in the midst of Night Light’s rutting, and one look in her eyes told him she hadn’t joined them in a second orgasm.

Night Light offered an apologetic smile, silently cursing himself for failing to take care of both mares. “Heh, was I, uh… too distracting?”

“Guess so,” Velvet agreed, somewhat breathlessly. “But hey, I already knew you were pretty damn good, so it’s no big surprise.”

“Haha, w-well still,” Night Light stammered, “sorry you were left hanging…”

“Mmhh, my apologies as well,” Celestia murmured as she caught her breath. “I’m afraid I lost myself in the moment a bit, and Night Light indulged me with flying colors… thank you for that, by the way, Night Light. I haven’t felt a good tail-yank in ages…”

“N-not a problem,” Night Light said, modestly rubbing the back of his head.

“And Velvet,” she added, “I’d be more than happy to resume and make it up to you, if you like.”

“…Actually, I’ve got another way you can make it up to me,” Velvet countered.

“Oh?” Celestia sat up on slightly shaky limbs, taking a few more deep breaths. “Mmmh, very well… what did you have in mind?”

“You got Night Light the day off, so it doesn’t matter if he gets a little more residual magic buildup, right?” she asked, smiling mischievously at her stallion. “I wanna see what he looks like when he’s all... you know… big.”

Night Light gulped a little. “You… do?”

Celestia matched Velvet’s sly smile almost immediately. “I think that is something I can do. Night Light, hold still for a moment.”

“H-hey, wait, I didn’t--!”

The protest fell on deaf ears. Night Light was swiftly struck with a blinding burst of gold magic that filled his body with a familiar and pleasant warmth for a few seconds, and when it faded enough for him to see clearly again, his limbs seemed twice as long as they were a second ago, and everything around him seemed a bit smaller. Including the two other ponies on the bed with him.

“Oh wow,” Velvet marveled, looking shamelessly over Night Light’s grown body. “You’re almost as big as Celestia usually is.”

“Y-yeah, I guess I am,” Night Light admitted. “But Velvet, why did you want to--?”

“What, you expect me to hear all about Celestia making you huge so you can rut her properly and then not want to see it for myself? No way,” Velvet said. “And speaking of huge, holy horseapples, is that really your--?”

Night Light followed her gaze, already pretty sure he knew what she was checking out. Sure enough, her eyes were locked on to his semi-erect cock, easily twice as big as it had been before in both length and girth. It was probably about as long as her entire leg now, and as big around to boot. He was getting hard again, too, just watching her stare at it, rising off the bedspread to point right at her, and despite two climaxes already, the hungry look in her eyes made him feel like he could work up a third. Velvet was right, back at the beginning; he had plenty of ammo to spend today.

“Tell you what, handsome, I’ll make you a deal,” Velvet said with a lick of her lips, as if reading his thoughts. “You finish me off, and I’ll finish that blowjob I started earlier…”

Night Light’s cock twitched skyward. “Deal,” he groaned instantly.

Velvet was on top of him in a heartbeat, shoving her sopping wet cunt against his lips, and Night Light didn’t keep her waiting. Immediately he ran his tongue over her, marveling at how much more of her he was able to cover at his new size. It was like licking a slightly miniaturized version of his marefriend; the flat of his tongue could completely cover her vagina and still be able to tickle her clit with the tip of it, which was exactly what he did. Velvet squealed her fervent approval of the move, and rewarded him right away with the heavenly feel of her warm mouth closing around the tip of his cock once again, making Night Light’s knees tremble. It was amazing, incredible even; he was twice as big now as he had been when she first did this, and still she was managing to suck his cock like a champ, running her tongue over his flared tip just like before, just like he liked. Her hooves, too, were resuming their previous duty, wrapping themselves around his thicker shaft and hugging tight, all four of them stroking with playful eagerness--

Wait, four?

Yes. Four. He could very much feel four distinct hooves curled around his swollen shaft. Two of them were up near his tip along with Velvet’s mouth, obviously belonging to her. But her hind hooves were currently wrapped around his head, holding his muzzle in her rump. That could only mean the other hooves currently stroking down near his balls belonged to…

Night Light lifted his head a few inches to take a peek over Velvet’s rear, confirming his suspicions. Celestia had joined in, her hooves hugging and stroking the base of his shaft and even running her tongue up the underside. As he watched, Celestia carried the lick all the way up his dick, slipping right between Velvet’s hooves, until her tongue flicked over Velvet’s muzzle. Velvet twitched and drew back from Night Light’s tip in mild surprise, once again only connected to him by a few strands of drool and pre-cum, but she quickly relaxed and smiled, and an unspoken agreement seemed to pass between the mares, because now they were both kissing and licking his tip from either side, sharing the eager flare and taking turns licking up the steady trickle of clear fluid from his tip.

Night Light shuddered, another hot, sick swoop of pleasure shooting through him. Silently he thanked the goddesses for whatever he’d done to earn this moment, and redoubled his efforts to keep his end of the deal, lapping at Velvet’s juicy cunt with more gusto than ever. Her nectar flowed freely now, encouraging him and spurring him and leaving him punch-drunk on her heady scent and flavor, and briefly he fantasized about fucking her again like this. He knew it wouldn’t work, of course, he couldn’t fit any more than the tip of his tongue inside her at this size, taking his dick right now would be impossible.

But that didn’t mean it wasn’t insanely hot to imagine her trying.

Velvet came without warning a few seconds later, right as Night Light dragged the entirety of his enormous tongue over her clit. Her ecstatic shriek hit his ears at precisely the same moment her pussy pumped a waterfall of mare-cum down his throat, and Night Light didn’t miss a beat, expecting it, wanting it, needing it, drinking deeply from her quivering flower while the leftover juices ran wildly over his cheeks. It was two mouthfuls before she finished coming and pulled away, and now Night Light literally felt drunk, dazed by her intoxicating body and aroma and taste, jerking his hips upward and thrusting through both sets of hooves and lips tending to his cock.

“Gonna come… gonna come, gonna come,” he chanted breathlessly, barely resisting the urge to add his own hooves to the equation.

“I’ve got you, honey…” he heard Velvet whisper, making him look up. Celestia was still there, helping stroke and lick him to his finish, but it was Velvet who was again alone at his flare, shaking with orgasmic aftershocks but smiling at him ear to ear as she kissed his dick.

“Go ahead,” she murmured, and closed her lips around his tip.

That was all he needed.

Night Light threw his head back with a mighty groan, and gave in to his third and final orgasm, his hips jerking and his dick spasming with incredible pleasure before spurting once, twice, three times into Velvet’s mouth, his semen coating her tongue and throat impossibly fast. His orgasms had obviously doubled in size with the rest of him, and Velvet had to pull back for just a second to breathe and swallow. The next two shots burst forth in the meantime, drawing a pair of thick cum lines across her cheeks and down her muzzle, and then she went right back for more, the next shot landing in her open mouth before her lips closed around him again and he pumped the last of his load down her throat.

That was officially enough for him. The moment he finished expelling his seed, his dick retreated, slipping free of Velvet and Celestia’s hooves and lips and shrinking back into his sheath. Thankfully both mares seemed more than satisfied, and so Night Light slumped down flat on his back, content to just pass out right then and there. Velvet dropped atop his chest to join him a moment later, tiredly wiping her face off in his coat, but Night Light couldn’t bring himself to care about the mess after what she’d just done for him, and they’d all need baths before rejoining the rest of the world anyway. Instead Night Light gingerly draped his hooves around Velvet as she nuzzled against his chest, and hugged her snugly into place, engulfing her almost completely with his oversized body.

Celestia giggled, apparently finding this very funny. “Here,” she said after a moment, “let me make you a bit more comfortable.”

Another wave of gold magic passed over Night Light, and he felt his body shift again, shrinking back down to proper size and floating hoof-in-hoof with Velvet into a more natural cuddling position, lying on their sides at the proper end of the bed. Celestia then turned the same magic on herself, and when it faded, she too had returned to her proper size, and was laying down with them as well, her body curled around them both like a protective mother.

“Thank you so much, both of you, for sharing this with me,” Celestia said as she settled down.

“Thank you for turning a crummy day into an amazing one,” Velvet said back. “That was so much better than I could have imagined.”

Celestia let out a tired chuckle. “You’re quite welcome…”

“So, what does this mean for… you know, the future?” Night Light couldn’t help but ask, sincerely unsure to which mare he should be directing the question.

As if having the same thought, both mares exchanged a brief look of uncertainty.

“Well,” Celestia spoke up first, “I still don’t wish to come between you two during an estrus cycle… and I wouldn’t dream of imposing upon you outside of mating seas--”

“You know what? Forget all that imposing and mating season and getting-between-us crap,” Velvet interrupted, smiling. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re welcome in our bed anytime.”

Celestia swiftly smiled back. “Twilight Velvet, you are a truly exceptional mare. Thank you, I--…” Celestia paused, blinking at her curiously. “…Anytime?”

“Yeah,” Velvet agreed with a quick smile at Night Light. “Anytime.”

Night Light would’ve sprung another erection right then if he had anything left to give at the moment. “Have I mentioned that I love you?” he said instead.

“You could say it a few more times,” she replied with a tired giggle of her own.

“…Anytime, then,” Celestia agreed, beaming brighter. “Although I still insist--”

“On not coming between us, I know,” Velvet finished for her with a slight eye roll. “Fine then, ‘anytime, as long as we’re both involved.’ Happy?”

Celestia nodded. “That is most acceptable.”

Night Light blushed and laughed, unable to restrain himself. “Not that I’d mind if you two just wanted to--”

“Oh shut up, ‘Pommel,’” Velvet teased right back.

All three of them shared one last laugh, and then fell into a comfortable silence as they laid there in each other’s hooves and drifted off into the best nap any of them had ever had.