Title:           Getting to Know All About You: Part 24 [FINALE]
Author:          TheOriginalAuteur
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First Edit:      Sunday 24th of August 2014 03:24:25 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 24th of August 2014 03:24:25 AM CDT

>LAST TIME
>Twilight Insankle tried to drop the Discord on your head!
>Chrysalis uses Diplomacy for Shit-stirring.
>Time for epic rescue!
>Plans were made most covertly.
>You got to vent some steam at Gabe Sparkle.
>While Chrysalis distracted her - CUE MISSION IMPOSSIBLE THEME.
>The Flutter Butter was acquired.
>The Discord was stopped!
>Cue heartwarming moment between Luna, Twilight and Celestia
>D'AWWWW
>And now, it is time.
>Time to reform...
>Reform the...
>[spoilers]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q6cyDsuNx_U[/spoilers]
 
>IT IS LATER
>And all your hopes you had earlier were quickly dashed.
>You hold your head in your hands, fighting off fatigue and a splitting headache.
>Not to mention to shade your bleary tired eyes.
>Shining meanwhile lazes in your lap, pouting pathetically.
>"This entire section is terrible, and unacceptable," says Chrysalis, serious.
>"The section on 'Non-Discrimination'?" says Twilight, "It's perfect! It takes into account all the various species, and gives them a level playing field."
>Chrysalis holds a sheaf of paper and flutters it at Twilight.
>"Yes, but what about Changelings?"
>Twilight rolls her eyes.
>"Article 2 dash 4," states Twilight, "Changelings are covered under sentient beings!"
>Chrysalis looks at the paper
>Then back to Twilight
>Then back to the paper.
>She clicks her tongue.
>"Nope, it's not good enough," says Chrysalis.
>There is a collective groan from around the Cabinet.
>Discord idly floats upside down on his chair, orbiting the table, Fluttershy looking increasingly perturbed from Discord's upside-down lap.
>"Why?" sighs Luna.
>"Because the number of Changelings in Equestria is fairly small in relation to the number of ponies," she states, "They could be exploited by the majority. They shoud have better representation in the economy, as well as government! This nation, was built on the contributions of these Changelings, and they deserve proper representation?"
>"Contributions by Changelings," says Cadence, flatly, "The nation that has been trying to destroy us for the past three hundred years, contributed to this nation. Positively."
>"Indeed!" nods Chrysalis "After all, without us, you wouldn't have been able to focus your nation on an external threat, and consequently you would have been worse off if not for our soldiers and spies attempting to overthrow your government!" she claims.
>"Please, this is democracy," says Twilight, rolling her eyes "Minorities don't have much power because they're minorities. You don't see me giving better representation to Minotaurs or Africans or Deer, do you? It's just more logical that way - the majority decides the way the majority goes. If you don't like it, you can go back to the Outlands."
>Chrysalis narrows her eyes.
>"That's not very politically correct, Twilight Sparkle," she cooly states, "Not a lot of ponies will look favourably upon that."
>"Like I give a buck," she retorts, "I don't even have a proper title!"
>"Changelings have it very bad out in the Outlands, they deserve a good life here!" Chrysalis fires back.
>"Deserve? They deserve to enjoy the fruits of the labours of others, that they contribute nothing to but hostility and agression?" Twilight shakes her head, "That's silly. You're silly."
>"That's nobility," says Uncommon Nipples from her cage behind Twilight.
>"THAT'S. SILLY," reiterates Twilight.
>Chrysalis snarls at her
>Twilight pokes her tongue out in response.
>You groan into your hands.
>It's been like this for the entire fucking day.
>However long that's been.
>Good progress had been made, however.
>Heck, all the Crystal Law has already been reformed.
>Being the Shard means that you are essentially apart of every single pony in Empire, both living and dead.
>Meaning you can quickly discuss with pretty much everyone about the laws and regulations all at once, while also speaking with divine authority.
>A chorus, a coda, several verses and several arguments later, and the Law in the Crystal Kingdom was reasonably reformed in less than three hours.
>Really only needed Celestia and Luna to accept Crystal Independance, so the legal code can be legitamized.
>All they have to do is sign the 'Long Day Treaty' that recognises everything you want.
>But Celestia and Luna aren't budging until their own mess of a system is fixed.
>Or put back to the way it was.
>And being the Crystal King, you need to approve of each additon, subtraction and alteration.
>And every single paragraph, no, WORD, unchanged or not, is being argued over.
>And YOU have to say whether you approve or not.
 
>The urge to simply say 'Fuck it - leaving Equestrian Law as it is' is getting more and more tempting.
>But that's the wrong thing to do.
>The reign of the aristocrats in Equestria is putting a fair amount of grief on everyone.
>So you're going to tough it out.
>You lazily look over at Precious, who is typing away at an old typewriter between two piles of ever growing correspondence.
>Said letters, notes and scrolls are covered in regal iconography and noble coats of arms.
>It seems that the whole legal mess that Slutbra has unleashed has landed squarely on your trusty Minister of Noble Affairs' shoulders.
>When you reformed the Crystal Law, the discussion went from some crystal pony guards on the border, which was overheard by militia looking for Luna, which was in turn leaked to the nobility, which in turn verified the legality of what occurred.
>It took moments for the deluge to begin.
>Every single political mandate, noble enquiry, every decision from how many pot plants should be planted in Lord Tickle Richard's garden to what the maximum penalty for tax evasion should be in the case of Regal Viking Enterprises vs. Aquatic Banana Corporation, had to be approved by either you, or Precious.
>And because you're busy enough with this circus with Twilight and Chrysalis...
>Precious looks over at an open letter, then returns back to the typewriter.
>He casually turns the roller-thingy on the side, pulls out the sheet, and looks at it thoughtfully.
>He flips it over and shows you.
>"To every Equestrian Noble, regarding your most urgent and important communication:
>Suck my cock
>Signed, Precious Ore, Minister of Noble Affairs, Liason for His Divinity Anonymous, King of the Crystal Empire"
>PS: Fuck you"
>Discord floats past your face, giving you a thumbs up.
>You idly bat him away.
>"They might actually do that, you know," you SING at him
 
>"That, or reply with 'how much of your cock has to be sucked?'," SINGs in Lawful, dead serious, her boredom leaking into her contralto.
>"Or 'how long does your cock need to be sucked?'," adds Fiery through his percussive SONG, smirking, "or 'Do you mean your penis or your rooster?' or 'It is against my beliefs to suck a cock. May I instead lick your balls?'"
>"Or 'I refuse to suck your cock or do anything useful until you acknowledge that my heritage is better than everyone elses, even if you only need my help for something minor and tangential," SING-groans Precious, crumpling up the paper.
"Doing that you remove temptation?" you SING at him.
>He smiles slightly, before putting paper into the typewriter.
>His hooves become a blur as he works away at it.
>"Are we talking about Anon's cock?" SINGs in Slutbra.
>"No, Precious's," responds Fiery in SONG.
>Slutbra seems thoughtful
>"Can we make it a Law that the Equestria nobility does have to suck Anon's cock every time he goes to Equestria?" she SING-asks.
>The thought amuses you.
>But it's instantly dispelled by the thought of one of them biting you.
>And the fact you're powerless outside of Empire anyway.
>"...how about Shining's cock?" SINGs Slutbra.
>You look down at Shining, thinking-
>"Anonymous, we kind of need a decision," you hear Cadence say aloud.
>You tune back into the argument, which apparently has continued on.
>You shake your head to clear the cobwebs.
"Still on about lack of Changeling power due to them being a minority?" you ask.
>Cadence eyes you flatly, while Slutbra smirks.
>"Yes. Love," she grinds out, "Chrysalis demands greater representation in the new government."
"...can we make her a Princess of Changelings?" you venture, struggling to give a fuck.
 
>Discord abruptly ceases orbiting, and grins at you.
>"You're a man after my own heart!" he squees.
>Cadence eyes daggers at you.
>"That's completely stupid," she retorts.
>"Actually..." chimes in Twilight.
>She looks into the distance, the wheels in her head turning.
>"You can't be serious," asks Cadence
>"You REALLY cannot be serious," reinforces Luna.
>"You REALLY HAVE to be serious!" says Discord, practically frothing at the mouth.
>"...that can work," says Twilight, unheeding the advice, "It gives the Changelings a say in government, as she desires, and she can promote Changeling Rights."
"Cool, I pass-"
>"ANONYMOUS," yells Cadence, "NO. This is a very, very bad idea," she poinnts a hoof at Discord, "It's such a bad idea that HE thinks it's a GOOD idea!"
>"Hey!" defends Discord, "Some of my ideas are brilliant! Particularly the Platypus."
>"Oh, yes," chirps Fluttershy, "They're such cute little-"
>"You have NO IDEA what madness you'd cause, giving her a say in politics!" adds Luna.
>"No idea what sort of horrible things she could do to our little ponies!" contributes Celestia.
>"Well then, only more reason to introduce accountability to the Princess role," smugs Slutbra.
>You point at him, and give him the thumbs up in agreement.
>Dis pone.
>Luna glares at you.
>"This slight against our majesty will not go unheeded!" she growls at you.
>"Please, Luna, it's not all that bad," soothes Twilight, "After all, she's ONE Princess. It's unlikely that she'll be able to counter all three of us, both in power and legality. And she'll also have to deal with an entire noblity that hates, loaths and despises her."
 
>Chrysalis frowns, "But then that would place me in the same position as my poor Changelings, who have to carry the burdens of the hate of this modern Equestrian society! They should have more weight in votes, to counter the majority!"
>"I wonder where that hate came from, anyway?" asks Discord, innocently.
>Luna's eyes are sparkling.
>"Oh. Oh I can already see how they'd tear her apart," grins Luna, "T'would be glorious."
>"I should feel bad for doing this..." says Cadence, grinning, "But I don't."
>"Indeed," adds Celestia, mirthful, "I for once fully support Chrysalis sharing in our labours!"
>"Anonymous," hisses Chrysalis, "You promised you'd do more."
"What, being a Princess isn't good enough?" you ask, bitter, "Putting you on equal standing with Luna and Celestia isn't good enough? Putting your Changelings on equal standing with ponies isn't good enough? Gauranteeing their rights isn't fucking good enough!?"
>Chrysalis growls at you, but she does quieten down.
"It's passed," you state, final, "Continue on," you gesture.
>Chrysalis narrows her eyes at you, before returning to the notes.
>"Well," she says, "the next thing I have a problem with is the use of the word 'a' vs 'the' in this sentance..."
>Oh god smite me now.
 
 --
 
>IT IS MUCH LATER
>You rub your face with your hands, kneading your fingertips into your eye-sockets.
>This day is never going to fucking end.
>You are getting restless and agitated.
>Cadence shares your sentiment.
>"No, we aren't going to put in 'The Most Beautiful" as apart of your title, Chrysalis!" she argues.
>Shining is asleep in your arms, and is quietly snoring.
>You pet him intermittently.
>Precious, despite his hooves typing in a rabid, rapid blur, is failing against the paper onslaught.
>Largely because Discord is magicking up random bills and letters onto the piles.
>Fiery is finding the sight amusing.
>Lawful is silently cursing Raven, who has still not returned from anti-Discord duty.
>You both have a feeling she reconoitered out the area first, before saying 'clop this,' and found the nearest pub to curl up inside a barrel of Granite Rum.
>Then again, you're the Shard.
>You KNOW she's currently drunkenly chatting up a pair of scultpors down at the Hard Cleavage.
>Lawful is quietly fuming at this knowledge.
>Elusive continues to apparently scribble out notes for the meeting mounted atop Lawful's back, but you know she's just scribbling herself and Lawful in increasingly suggestive positions.
>"...and another thing," says Chrysalis in a huff, "Twilight, this line regarding the royal house is most irregular - is it about the palace or the royal family?"
>Slutbra is still attentive, but you can feel her mounting arousal.
>Her Cockslut instincts can only be suppressed for so long.
>Even now a bead of sweat trickles down her muzzle, her lip between her teeth, as she avoids looking in your direction.
>And the juicy Anon-cock therein contained.
>"...yeah, she does have a point," says Slutbra, shaking her head to clear her lustful thoughts, "This entire section talks about Shining's dick at length..."
>Luna glares at Slutbra, then Chrysalis, then you.
>She motions you to act, to do something.
>Your eyes lazily drift away to Twilight.
>As she does, you can hear her growl in frustration.
>"If you can't understand simple legal language," she yells, "then you have no right to complain!"
>Celestia is also fighting off the boredom and fatigue, as Twilight continues to ramble, her head nodding, eyes breifly closing, before snapping back to wakefulness.
>The Whorse of Generous Pussy is sipping tea on an antique chair.
>You have no idea how she acquired the cup and tea.
>The antique chair you think she just pulls out of her arse.
>Your eyes travel back to the main argument.
>"So, Anonymous," says Chrysalis, testily, "What is your opinion on these 'brown' codes?"
>Yeah, this has gone on for far, far too long.
>Your eyes are heavy.
>Your brain is sore.
>Your attention is drifting.
>And all you want to do is sleep, and rest, and SING, in spite of the scary orgasm-massage chair you're sitting in.
>Might as well figure out how much is left to do, so you can figure out exactly how much fucks you should give.
"Twilight, exactly how much of your reforms have we gone through?" you ask.
>Twilight blinks.
>"Pretty much all of it was passed two hours ago," she states.
>You sit there, the words jumbling as a traffic jam inside your mind.
>"Celestia," says Luna, lowly, "I may have to kill your student."
>"Twilight! You could have told us this AGEs ago!" exasperates Cadence, "I mean, what are we even arguing over then!?"
>Twilight holds up a badly-scribbled front page of a book.
>"My Fanfic of 'The Life and Times of Shining's Stallionhood: A Study,"
>...
>Fucking.
>Ponies.
>"Twilight Sparkle!" admonishes Celestia, "We've been arguing about your fan fiction while Equestria, and indeed the rest of the world has gone under however many days of constant sunlight!" she panics, slightly "I mean, how many conflicts have broken out, how much drought has spread, how much food is being lost..."
>Twilight is looking increasingly sheepish.
>What fucking ever.
"Okay, Twilight's Laws are currently in place," you decree, "AS well as some additional ones:"
>You point at Chrysalis
"Chrysalis, you are not allowed to be a dick."
>You point at Luna.
"You..."
>You point at Twilight
"You..."
>You point at Celestia
"And you will rule fairly and reasonably, if not within the confines of the law, then within the confines of sanity and morality. Additionally, you are not allowed to be a dick in Equestria. Also, Twilight is to sleep at least 9 hours a day."
>You point at Precious
>Precious looks at you, expectant.
>You point harder at him.
>He 'oh's
>"And you shall acknowledge the independance of the Crystal Empire et cetera as established by the Long Day Treaty," he quickly holds up the Treaty.
"And," you add, "If you're a noble, you're not allowed to be a dick."
>Luna stares at you, amazed.
>"Anonymous, that's the most ridiculous set of Laws I've ever heard," she states.
"Like I give a fuck." you flip her off, "As far as I'm concerned, this really has gone on for too long. Sign the damn treaty,"
>You point at Twilight and Celestia.
"Sign the damn treaty,"
>You point in every direction.
"So everything can go back to fucking normal," you finish.
>"Here here!" says Precious.
>"There there!" grins Discord, "Do it so I can grab Twixie and take Fluttershy home. She's so very upset,"
>He holds out Fluttershy, with a look of mild confusion on her face.
>"No, really," she says, quietly, "I just need some tea and-"
>"The ape does have a point," says Celestia, concerned and agitated.
>"Indeed," says Twilight, grinning madly at the blue unicorn you've all been pointedly ignoring beside Luna.
>She begins to try and muffledly yell and squeek.
>Awww, they grow up so fast.
>Luna looks at the Treaty, then you, frowning.
>"You KNOW this is going to come back and bite you at some point," she says, flatly, before she takes an offered quill in her teeth.
>You pretend to search your hip pocket.
>Then you other hip pocklet.
>You check your suit pockets, you inner pocket, then shrug.
"Sorry Luna," you say, "Can't find a fuck worth giving."
>Luna stops and looks at you, no doubt wishing cancer upon you.
>"Is it possible to change the laws?" cuts in Cadence, seeing the way things are going.
>"In accordance to the parliment act - legislative, yes," she nods, "Which involves a full-scale referendum and the agreement of the majority of the princesses."
>She turns to Luna.
>"If it's THAT bad, you'll be able to fix it, I'm sure of it." she lovingly, soothing says.
>Luna sighs as she signs the Treaty, dropping the quill onto the ground.
>Precious quickly grabs the quill and the Treaty, and passes it through the screen to Twilight.
>"What I do I do for reason and late-nights!"
>Twilight flourishes the quill and signs, before offering it to Celestia.
>"You do realize that Anon made it illegal for you to have late nights, right?" says Celestia, as she takes the quill with her teeth, and signs as well.
>Twilight quickly turns around and her face is suddenly glued to the screen.
>"WHAT," says Twilight, "WHAT DID YOU DO!? I WILL MURDERATE YOU FOR THIS!"
>Celestia rolls her eyes and throws the rolled up treaty between Twilight's legs.
>While Twilight's face is smooshed against the screen, staring anger and death and doom and gloom at you, the Treaty rolls through.
>Precious grabs it, makes a copy, and sticks one in Luna's mane.
"That took about as fucking long as it did to go through the fucking laws," you groan, lowly.
>Cadence shushes you.
>"So," says Chrysalis, "How are we going to do this?"
>And so Fluffle Puff was teleported to Chrysalis, who gasped and rubbed her furry, fluffy face against Chrysalis' stone-like, stoic muzzle.
>Chrysalis left Canterlot with the changelings, to enjoy their newfound freedoms in Equestria.
>Discord grabbed Luna and Trixie, chucked them into a Delorean and they zoomed through the screen at 88mph to the Treebrary.
>With a click of the fingers, you shut the screen.
>"And so ends the third Cabinet Meeting," announces Slutbra.
>"About time," groans Lawful.
>She stands up, Elusive rolling off her.
>"If we're done here, I have to track down a certain High Commander of Empire, and torture her," says Lawful, "Mercilessly,"
>"Mind if I join you, M'lady?" says Fiery, trotting over to her and offering a leg.
>Elusive eyes emerge from Lawful's mane, blazing at Fiery, who remains unfazed.
>Lawful rolls her eyes.
>"Ever the flatterer," she says, "Fine, we can team up and torment her," she grins, "Just like the old days."
>Fiery simply smirks, before they trot over to the glowing telesquare.
>Elusive glares at Fiery all the way, nuzzling Lawful with great intensity, right up until they disappear in a burst of light.
>Precious humphs, lighting a match and flicking it onto the paperwork about him.
>He swipes a hoof over the table, scooping his stationary and typewriter over the edge of the desk.
>You don't hear the sound of anything hitting the ground though.
>"If anyone needs me - there's a good opera down at the Blackstone Theatre," he sighs, before flapping off into the sky.
>As he does, you watch as the sun soars across the sky, disappearing beneath the western horizon
>Finally you begin to feel the air cool, the light dim, and your ponies begin to wind down over the parched land.
>Shining gives a pitiful little noise in your lap, his rear leg kicking slightly.
>"He's had a big day," says Cadence, trotting over, barely able to stay upright.
>She nuzzles the sleeping lug, and he 'coo's peacefully.
>She looks up at you, with a little smile.
>"And Anonymous," she says.
>She REVs the magic, and a plate smacks you in the face.
>Fucking ow!
>"You had NO RIGHT to abuse Twilight," she states, firmly, "Especially when she was in that state!"
"But I didn't!" you groan, rubbing your head, "You had your hoof in my lung!"
>"And a good thing too!" she says sternly
"What, I was just supposed to sit back and let her pull that shit!?" you groan
>"YES!" she groans, "You're a freaking idiot sometimes - she could have killed us all! Not to mention antagonizing Celestia, and Luna, and Chrysalis!"
>You narrow your eyes.
"And I'm just supposed to sit back, and let them act like freaking children!?" you argue.
>"And you were doing better?" she snidely retorts.
>Fuck
"Well..."
>Fuck
>Got you there.
>Quick, counterattack!
"I'm a stupid ape who doesn't know better, aren't I?" you grunt, "I've only new to this whole king thing. They've been doing this for years, centuries even! What was their excuse?"
>Cadence opens her mouth.
>Then closes it again.
>She glares at you.
>"Touche," she states.
>She leans over and gives you a quick peck.
>"Still, you did do a good thing reforming the Law," she smiles.
>You raise an eyebrow.
"What about Slutbra?" you casually ask.
>Cadence looks down at Slutbra, who is frowning at Shining's body.
>And how it is blocking her from her prize.
>"I guess she helped," shrugs Cadence, "A bit."
"More like a lot," you retort
>Cadence rolls her eyes, REVing the magic and picking up Shining.
>Shining gives a little kick as Cadence hovers Shining away
>Slutbra immediately pounces on your groin.
>You pick her up and hug her, deliberately taking her mouth away from your pants.
>She pouts, until you hug the stuffing out of her.
"Come on Slulululutbra," you ululate, "Let's go to bed. I'm tired as shit."
 
--
 
>IT IS THE MORNING
>You feel something gently licking your feet, and FEEL something rather horny at the foot of the bed, under the covers.
>You smile, roll onto your back, and part your legs.
>You swear the fabric sighs as you move.
>Fuck.
>Then again, you practically sigh as well.
>Dese sheets.
>A lump in the bed travels from the foot to your groin, and your limp cock feels a warm breath upon it.
>You legs come back together, hugging the warm body between them, as something gives your dick a nice lap from head to base.
>The gentle lapping slowly increases in intensity as your cock slowly fills.
>Soon you're at full mast, and that eager tongue is furiously working at your head.
>You grimace a bit from the intensity.
>You reach down, and run your fingers through THAT MANE.
>Your fingers play and stroke through it as Slutbra slowly sinks her lips down your length.
>You sigh, rubbing her head as her tongue coils and licks you.
>The sigh is turned into SONG, and it feels like you're both vibrating, your songs entwining.
>You FEEL her happiness as she pleases her Master, licking and suckling and gobbling.
>You FEEL pleased as your loyal cockslut licks and breathes over you, your hands grabbing that head and all but fucking that mouth.
>You FEEL like you want to grab that mane hard, yank it off your member, and slap her face.
>So you do so.
>Slutbra gasps, a slightly hurt look on her face.
>You freeze.
>Did...did you just do that?
>Slutbra is just as surprised as you are.
>"Wh, why Master?" she says, tears beginning to edge into her eyes.
"I...I don't..." you try to word, shaken, "I just..."
>This is wrong.
>It's wrong that you want to disregard her pleas.
>It's wrong you want to fuck that mouth, holding her down over your cock as she chokes.
>Watching the last breathe leave her body-
>A voice, disembodied, echoes into your mind from a memory, of a battle of galaxies.
>"You were never good, Anonymous," it whispers, "You can't blame me for you wanting to dominate, to hurt, to harm - that was you. Just you. All I did was indulge you in it, and you embraced it with gusto."
>You jump right the fuck out of that bed like you wouldn't fucking believe.
"NOPE," you yell, quickly walking over to the bathroom.
>The image of standing over Cadence and Shining's bloody, torn corpses, dead, beaten, raped, tortured-
"NOPE," you repeat, turning on the taps in the sink and splashing your face to banish the appealing images.
>"Anonymous?" you hear someone yell, startled, "Anonymous what's wrong?"
>You stare into the mirror, shaking.
>You see yourself look back.
>"That was you. ALL. YOU." the voice whispers again.
>You shut your eyes and splash some water on your face, shaking.
>"Anon?" you hear Cadence say, coming up behind you, "What...what's..."
>You keep your face in your hands, ashamed.
>She FEELs it, and hears it in your SONG.
>You feel her warmth as she gently hugs you.
>"It's okay," she soothes.
"No....it's not," you mutter.
>She shushes you.
>"It will be okay," she corrects, "You've suffered a lot of soul trauma, not just you but the rest of the ponies, which then is passed onto you. This is just like Framework."
>You eyes peak over your hands at the reflection of the pink alicorn hugging your midsection.
>"Remember? He thought he'd betrayed you," she sighs, "So he took that feeling and let it completely consume him. Same with you."
>You continue to stare at her.
"So I'm letting my sadism consume me?" you ask, softly.
>Cadence goes to answer, and sees your look.
>"No. No, do not do this," she sternly admonishes, "Do not deny this. This is you."
>"ALL. YOU." you hear on the wind, the image on the mirror becoming arousingly bloody-
>You go to grab Cadence's hooves and throw her off, but she quickly mounts you, pinning you onto the tiled floor.
>She quickly rolls you over and looks you straight in the eye.
>"Do not listen to that," she says, "All it is, is your own doubts."
"I don't want to hurt you," you utter, your eyes prickling.
>"You are a good pony, Anon," says Cadence, nuzzling you, "I wouldn't be with you, or let you be with Shining, if I didn't think otherwise."
>Something hurt and broken desperately wants her to stop, to get off you, to get her away from you-
>She leans in and kisses you deeply.
>Her soothing song entwines with yours, and you reach up to recipricate.
>At once you feel better somehow, more complete.
>She breaks the kiss, looking down at you benevolently.
>"Just give it some time," she says, smiling, "And everything will be fine."
>She trots off, giving a quick flick of her tail, giving you a good look at her fine nethers.
>Anon.
>Dick, shut up.
>Anon, just, listen-
>NOPE.
>Just get up, and have consensual sex in the missonary position with Slutbra. She deserves it.
>...
>You don't have any issue with that.
>You get up gingerly, and make your way back to bed.
>Cadence has already launched into the bed, nuzzling Shining fiercely.
>You however are looking at the shivering, sad, pouting Slutbra.
>You shake you head, falling onto the bed beside her, the linen audiably moaning.
"I'm sorry Slutbra," you say, gently scratching her ear, "I...wasn't myself. I...guess the Hecatonkawhatever hurt me worse than I thought," you say, pulling her into a hug.
>She huffs.
>"You do't have to apologise Master," she states, "You just ... scared me a bit there."
>She's still a bit spooked.
>You lean in and kiss her, gently.
>She kisses back, moaning into your mouth as your hand gently travels down her side, gently grabbing her flank.
>You ease into her warm, moist, inviting nethers, and she moans into your mouth again.
>This is much better.
>Not hard, or fast, or rough.
>just nice and slow.
>While one hand rubs her flank, controlling the slow fucking, the other lovingly travels through that glorious bunch of strands called 'Slutbra's Mane'.
>She reciprocates, her front hooves wrapping around you, her tongue dancing with yours, her Song gently embracing yours.
>You slowly pull out of her, getting a sigh out of her.
>Then you firmly hilt her, getting a gasp.
>You repeat, with long, slow withdrawls, followed by hard thrusts.
>She's quickly squirming in your hands, her hungry, warm pussy milking you, clamping down as you leave, clamping down harder as you hilt.
>you FEEL your pussy clenching uncontrollably, your breath hitching as your Master teases you.
>Your face still stings, but your Master didn't mean it.
>He loves you, so, so much.
>And that's all that matters.
>Your Master slows and hugs you, tightly.
>"It does matter, you silly pone," you hear him say.
>You grunt as you thrust into your obedient, loving cockslut, her lips kissing your mouth and her nether lips gobbling your throbbing, painfully hard length.
>You feel your balls begin to clench as something builds inside you, your heart beating in your chest, your lungs ragged.
>Slutbra latches on, your buried dick coaxing your cock, her insides undulating furiously around you.
>You groan at the intensity, before giving a sharp gasp as you unload inside her.
>She hisses in pleasure, your seed smacking her insides, causing her to sieze up and cum as well.
>You both grunt and moan as you fill your cockpuppet with your thick cum.
>You continue to hold her, basking in the tingly afterglow as you both pant and sigh, even as you soften inside her.
>"Anon," you hear through the haze.
>You roll over, holding Slutbra to you.
>You espy Cadence looking at Shining, who lays beside you.
>He's still in that Cockslut uniform, unlike Cadence's naked form.
>He's looking pitiful and sad.
>"I'm sad," he pouts, "Cheer me up."
>You pat his head.
"Better?" you ask.
>He continues to frown.
>You reach out with one arm and hug his body to yours, up beside Slutbra.
>He wraps his hooves around you and hugs you back.
>You love your Shining hugs.
"Better?" you ask.
>He nuzzles you a bit, shaking his head.
>You reach down and dig your fingers into his side playfully.
>Shining gives a sharp intake of breath before laughing.
>He rolls away, clutching his belly.
"Better?" you ask.
>He shakes his head, smiling.
>He leaps at you, aiming to get revengance.
>Slutbra quickly gasps as she's used as an impromptu shield, defending your sides and other ticklish areas from Shining's onslaught.
>She giggles, latched onto you, your slackening length being playfully toyed with her twisting insides as she takes Shining's tickles.
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>All three of you wrestle, trying to make the other giggle.
>It was a hard-fought battle.
>Eventually Shining collapses onto Slutbra's back, laughing.
>You scratch his ear, giggling in turn.
>Slutbra is hopefully shifting her rump, wanting more of this meat sandwich she's found herself in.
>You roll over, Shining smacking into the matress.
"Better?" you ask.
>Shining nods, smiling.
>"Stallions!" you hear Cadence exasperate, sitting and watching the show from the edge of the bed.
>You look over at her composed form.
>She's sweaty, and breathing a little heavily.
>Shining cranes his neck around.
>"Enjoy the show, love?" he teases.
>Cadence raises her hoof, and looks at the fluids on it thoughtfully.
>"Maybe," she sighs, sounding disappointed, "Although there wasn't any oil, or kissing, or loud proclamations of love and brotherhood."
>"Or a pool of mud?" adds Shining.
>"There was groping though," she concedes, trotting over to the bathroom and cleaning her hoof.
>Shining looks at you over Slutbra's head.
>"Mares!" he whispers, rolling his eyes.
>He gets up, much to Slutbra's annoyance, and trots over to Cadence.
>You watch as he uses his magic to adjust the g-string component of his uniform, letting his dick flop out.
>Without preamble, he mounts Cadence, his dick quickly hardening between her legs.
>Cadence's eyes widen as he thrusts into her.
>You and Slutbra both watch Shining rolls his hips into Cadence's, watching the flank muscles move under the tight fabric as he grinds his cock into her.
>Jumping jimnies look at him go.
>You're both transfixed as his Well Defined Balls swing slightly in the tight material.
>And you both FEEL Cadence's arousal, and Shining's lust, and their mutual love.
>Slutbra disengages from you, stands up, rotates 180 degrees, then settles down, her nethers on your chest as she gives your semi-hard cock a good cleaning.
>You gently knead one of her flanks with a hand, while the other thumbs Slutbra's nethers.
>All this without either of you breaking eye-contact with the furious rutting that Shining is giving Cadence.
>You watch as he grabs Cadence's mane in his teeth, grunting with every thrust.
>You watch Cadence's eyes close, her mouth openning, as she moans around his cock.
>You FEEL the LOVE, as well as the feeling of your husbands cock pillaging your insides, as well as your wife's vagina milking your stallionhood.
>Tacked onto that is the FEELing of going down on your Master (finally!) and sucking on that glorious cock of his, tasting him, feeling his member throb inside your mouth, trying to not indulge yourself with the thumb currently exploring your lips.
>You sigh as your dick is pleasured in Slutra's mouth, before trying to pinpoint her clit.
>The entire situation is surreal, and intensely erotic.
>You FEEL your hardened cock begin to throb, and you pull your mare in with your teeth.
>You FEEL your husband's cock begin to twitch as he pulls on your mane, and begin to clamp down on it with your marehood.
>You gasp, launching yourself into your loving wife as deep as you can.
>Your husband hilts, and you find your own insides clench down on his cock as you grunt.
>You watch and FEEL as Shining unloads his Well Defined Balls into Cadence, his cock throbbing inside her clamped insides, spurting again, and again, and again, and again, and again...
>You watch as Cadence shivers, her rear legs shaking slightly, her mouth still agape and drooling slightly in a silent moan.
>You FEEL both their orgasms, pushing you and Slutbra over the edge.
>Your load isn't as large as the last one, but Slutbra sucks it down all the same, even as her tender pussy milks your fingers and she stains your chest with her juices.
>You struggle to withdraw them, sending Slutbra's mare liquid everywhere.
>As well as some of your man-cream.
>You find yourself giving her a bit of a taste.
>Fine vintage, as always.
>What is it about Slutbra's pussy that makes all cum from wtihin it instantly the best-tasting thing imaginable?
>You entwine your fingers on Slutbra's rear, as she finishes up, licking you balls and crotch until she's acquired all of the cum.
>Over in the bathroom Shining kisses and licks Cadence's ear, and Cadence sighs.
>"Better?" she asks.
>Shining blinks, before shrugging.
>"A bit," he replies, dismounting and going over to the toilet.
>Cadence rolls her eyes with a soft smile, before getting a glimpse of her hair.
>She frowns slightly as she begins to attack the mane.
>You watch Shining trots over the toilet bowl-
>Yeah, you're not watching this.
>But speaking of full bladders...
>You give Slutbra a little push, and she rolls off you.
>Her mouth however remains around your dick.
>You look at her.
>She looks at you.
>You shake your head.
>She gives you the sad eyes.
>You shake your head again, more firmly.
>She gives you a light suck in a pseudo-sob, giving you the SADDEST EYES.
>You imagine pissing in her mouth.
>You then imagine pissing on her curled up body, sobbing in despair and agony, laughing as you do-
>You grab her head and forcefully remove her.
"Not this morning," you state, shaking a bit.
>She sighs, sad.
>You get up and walk over to the wall beside the ensuite door.
"So, what's up?" you ask Shining through the open doorway, leaning on the wall.
>Slutbra stretches on the bed, looking at you inquisitively.
>"I'm just...upset," you hear him reply over the sound of splashing, "I can't believe Twily went so..."
>You can FEEL Cadence's eyes stare into you through the wall, cutting off you suggestion to describe Twilight's sanity.
>"...so..."
>Cadence actually cranes her head out of the bathroom and glares at you.
>You put up your hands, innocently.
>"...so...so silly!" he says, "She...I mean, I can't believe she did all that!"
>Cadence's head retreats back into the bathroom.
>"It's okay hon," you hear her say, "I'm sure Celestia will be merciful. After all, she did all but admit that the entire fiasco was her fault."
>Shining finishes his business and trots out of the bathroom.
>"Still though..." he sighs, "I mean, I didn't tell her that we were getting married, I had no idea she was getting this way...It's like we don't even know each other anymore."
>You regard him, thoughtfully.
"Well, why not visit her?" you ask.
>Shining looks at you, flatly.
>"Because I'm busy," he says, "Being the Captain of the Guard takes a far amount of figuring out logistics and training recruits and managing patrols and quietening civil disobediences..."
"So nominate a temporary replacement," you offer, "It's not THAT far to Ponyville, especially now we've got the magic teleporting screen thingies."
>"That's true!" says Cadence, emerging from the ensuite, her hair surprisingly perfect, "You could have lunch with her every so often, or maybe spend the day with her every now and then."
>She smiles benevolently at the not-too-sure Shining.
>"It'll be good to spend some time with Twilight, hon," she nuzzles him, "I think she'll need some brotherly support, now more than ever."
>Shining looks between you two.
>"But the boys..." he says.
>"They'll be fine," says Cadence, "They've got Anonymous to keep an eye on them."
>"And ogle them," says Slutbra under her breathe.
"No, that's what we have you for," you hiss back.
>Shining eyes you.
>"They don't even really know him though," he replies.
"Hey, Shard," you state, pointiing at yourself, "I can just Sing at them and get their entire life story. And besides, you said I had to get to know them better anyway."
>Shining looks at you, uncomfortable.
>"Well...I suppose I could...for a couple of minutes..."
>Cadence clops her hooves together.
>"Excellent! We'll table some time for you to go visit lunchtime today, okay?" she says.
>Shining nods, slowly.
>Cadence smiles, before raising her head, all regal-like.
>She trots over to the bed, and lies down beside Slutbra, her rear pointing at the Royal Cockslut.
>Cadence stares at Slutbra over her shoulder, sternly.
>Slutbra blinks, before lowering her head to Cadence's messy netherlips.
>You take this opportunity to scooch around Shining, gently remove him from the bathroom, close the bathroom door, walk over to the toilet and unload your full bladder into the bowl.
>Fucking finally.
>You finish up, wash your hands and walk out.
>Cadence stands just next to the door, watching Slutbra clean up Shining's slick cock.
>You fight the urge to join her.
>Cadence leans into your veiw, smiling devilishly.
>"SO GAAAAAAY," you FEEL her squee, "All you need is roses to rain from the sky and japaneighse subtitles!"
>You regard her glistening eyes full of glee.
>We must not let this stand!
>You look at your hands, thoughtful.
"Do you reckon I could turn you and Slutbra into stallions using my Shardlike powers?" you say aloud, wondering.
>Cadence blinks at you as Shining and Slutbra stop what they're doing and look at you.
>"Pr-probably," says Cadence, slightly taken aback, a blush spreading across her muzzle.
"Should I go full gay, then?" you smirk.
>The look of glee that passes across her face is amazing and awe inspiring.
>The look of horror across Shining's, however-
>"LET'S GO TO BREAKFAST!" he suddenly announces, desperately trying to change the subject.
>Before you can react, you and Cadence are being herded out of the apartment by Shining, Slutbra in tow.
>"Don't encourage her," you FEEL from Shining, "The last time she was a stallion she would. Not. Stop. Bucking. Everything."
>You look back as he pushes you, confused.
"What do you mean by everything?" you ask.
>"Everything," shudders Shining
>Cadence frowns.
>"I rub one off ONE TIME on your stupid toys - which you need to get rid of, by the way - and now it's everything?" she says, grumpy.
>"It wasn't just my Hyperspace Hyperwars models - which I'm not getting rid of - it was everything!" retorts Shining, "The lounge, the bed, the cushions, the bucking curtains!"
>"Oh yeah? So I guess it was MY jzz on the ceiling, not yours?" bites back Cadence
>"Which one of us has WINGs, Cadence!?" fires back Shining
>You peek back at Slutbra as they argue, who is regarding Cadence with a look of awe.
>A New (Potential) Challenger Appears.
>You quickly find yourself entering the Royal Balcony, espying a loaded table.
>You sit down at it, basking in the early morning light and the Song of Empire.
>And pointedly trying to not acknowledge how the seat morphs into your throne of living, moaning, ecstatic ponies.
>Before you lies a plate of delicious fruits and pancakes and crepes and muffins.
>Beside it is...
>A GLASS.
>A glass full of questionable, most likely delicious contents.
>Namely stallion cum.
>Slutbra's nose is slowly moving towards the glass.
>You see her eye go to you, then the glass, then back to you.
>You fight the urge to pick up the glass and save it from disappearing into Slutbra's gob.
>Because it's stallion cum, and you're not touching it.
>Even if it's delicious.
>And nutritious.
>Slutbra's mouth slowly begins to open, and her tongue inches towards the outside of the glass.
>You watch as the tongue gently glances upon the side of the glass.
>Your breath hitches.
>The tongue slooooowly travels up to the rim.
>Now or never Anon, she'll drink it.
>And you'll never
>ever
>have that delicious flavour.
>In your mouth.
>Slutbra's tongue slowly begins to dip into the glass-
>You sieze forward and save the glass, taking a sip.
>Amazingly good.
>Slutbra turns to you, grinning.
>"A ha ha ha!" she FEELs at you, "My cunning plan to turn you gay is working!"
>You roll your eyes before looking over the table at Cadence, who is wolfing down anything within hoof-distance.
>Shining tentatively sips from a mug of coffee, looking at a the Canterlot Times.
"What's the news?" you ask, beginning to dig into the pancakes.
>Shining sighs
>"Well, the nobles are up in arms over the new laws, but can't really do anything about it other than complain, the Agricultural Labour Union are striking over both the sun cutting back their profits, and the Lawyer's United Association is protesting over how they weren't consulted over the changes," reports Shining, "The Africans and Minos nations, and pretty much everyone really, are bitterly complaining over the Long Day, and everyone is pointing fingers at everyone else as to why it happened," he rubs his chin, "Although no one has fingered Twilight over it..."
>Cadence looks up, mouth covered in fruit juices.
>"Weawwy?" she asks, before gulping, "Then who are they blaming?"
>Shining flicks through a few pages, before shrugging.
>"Can't seem to make up their mind over aliens, Discord or an ancient evil," he utters, "Although...yeah, the destruction of the Hecatonchires and the Anchor of Woe is merely a footnote in the tabloid section."
>You frown slightly.
"I'm surprised they didn't just point their fingers at those two. Or us," you say, holding an apple for Slutbra to munch on.
>Her tongue flicks through your fingers between munches, as she makes happy little noises.
>Slutbra, stop giving me new fetishes.
>"I imagine ... it's only a matter of time ... before they blame you for it," says Cadence, between devouring bananas, "You didn't ... leave the best impression ... on Luna or Celestia."
"Believe me, the feeling is mutual," you reply, as Slutbra finishes the apple and begins to nibble on your fingers.
>Slutbra, stohp.
>"And they don't mention the Treaty, or Crystal independance, or anything," says Shining, surprised, "Would've thought that would be pretty important."
>"Celestia is probably suppressing it," she replies, magicking up some toast and slathering it with butter, "That on top of everything else right now would not help things."
>Slutbra leaps into your leap, holding the Imperial Courier
>"Not stopping us," she says, pointing at the giant "FREEDOM" headline.
>She opens it and begins flicking through the pages as you wipe your sticky fingers on her coat.
>"Seems that apart from some losses to the crops, and the damage caused by the Hecatonchires...we've made it out okay," she says.
>"Damn lucky," says Cadence under her breath.
>"So," says Shining, folding the newspaper and looking at you, "What are you planning on doing today?"
"I plan on Singing to those ponies hurt by the Hecatonchires and generally do Shard Things," you reply, "Why?"
>He folds his hoofs in front of him.
>"Well, could you perhaps make a small gap in your Shard Things to, perhaps, come down to the cicruit with me and the boys?" he asks.
>Goddammit.
>The Cardio monster rears it's ugly head, promising sweat, aching legs and sore chest.
>"You DID say you wanted to be with the boys," he says sternly, seeing the look on his face, "And you need to tone that flank of yours, so it's just as nice as mine."
>"It is a nice flank," says Slutbra.
>"A vewy nice fwank," adds Cadence with a mouthful of ...something. Toast? Crepes? Hay?
>"Yes," says Shining, "So you are going to come down to the circuit after you do your Shard thing, and we are going to work you out," he points his hoof at you in emphasis.
>You frown at him.
>He frowns back.
>You flick a crumb off your plate, continuing to frown.
>He gives you THE SADDEST EYES.
>Hrk
>Hold steady man!
>Do not be undone by his masculine wiles!
>Shining's bottom lip begins to quiver, and those eyes begin to wobble with tears.
>Your frown wobbles, but you hold your ground.
>You're better than this, Anon!
>Slutbra joins in, also giving you THOSE EYES.
>You try your damnedest to brace, to counter the looks, to survive the onslaught-
>"Anon, just bucking do it," says Cadence, magicking the food off her muzzle.
>Curses!
>Outnumbered, outgunned, overpowered you sigh.
"Fine, FINE," you say, throwing up your hands, "I'll do it after I Sing, alright?"
>Shining smiles, dabbing at his face delicately with a napkin.
>"Then get to Singing!" he berates playfully, bouncing over to you, magicking Slutbra off you and pushing you out of your throne.
>He nudges you with his muzzle, prodding you to get up.
>He's so excited
>To do CARDIO.
>This ain't human, mang.
>You pick yourself up, and are prodded and poked to the edge of the balcony.
>You stand, your hands on the railing, as Slutbra slides in under you.
>Shining forces himself under your left arm, bouncing in excitement.
>Cadence's head emerges under your right, giving you a nuzzle.
>You smile, giving them all a hug, as you let loose your voice into the choir.
>All around voices, songs and instruments rise to join yours, and the melody of Empire explodes into life, crystal glistening, souls dancing, shadows playing.
>And as you Sing, you reflect on what has been a tumultuous couple of days.
>You've gone from being a nobody humn to being and King and a messiah
>You've gone from being somewhat afraid around Shining to full blown homosexual.
>You've gone from hating Celestia, to being hated by Celestia, and Luna, and Twilight...
>Hm.
>Raven was right, you DO have a nasty habit of pissing off ancient foes.
>But all the same, with your husband and wife and cockslut with you, your melody reaching crescendo with your Greater Whole, you reflect on how far you've come.
>And how far you have to go.
>Namely, getting remarried to Shining and Cadence, and maybe Slutbra.
>And healing up Framework and the rest.
>And dealing with general bullshit from Celestia.
>And...holy shit, you've completely forgotten about Sodium and Desert.
>Guess you're going to have to punish them at some point as well.
>But right now, in this moment...
>It's good to be the King.