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This chapter's cover image is brought to you by the letter T. T stands for "Terrabutt", who draws our dear Princess Sunbutt just the way we like her. The best I have for a source is here. The page lists a source for the image, but I don't have a password and I can't confirm that it's even the real thing. Oh well.

Also, dominant Celestia is my fetish.

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Prince Blueblood stayed in front of the mirror for over an hour after Thunderlane was gone. He looked over every inch of his magnificent body, drinking it in with lustful eyes. He gently fondled his balls, almost drooling at the sight of his own majestic form.

His head peaked out of its sheathe, and he braced for the exposure that would follow. It always felt good when he slid out. There was a slow, gentle squeezing along his shaft as it pushed out into the open. It felt like being squeezed by a tight ring of the softest velvet.

"Lovely," he groaned, and began moving his hoof up and down his cock. It was a pleasant shade of icy blue that complimented his coat very nicely. His body shone with a tiny bit of sweat, giving him a lovely sheen. Rock-hard muscle flexed beneath his skin, and he smiled at the larger horn(s) he was now blessed with. He almost wished that gray pegasus was still around to watch him put his new body to use. "Rock Solid!" he called as a naughty idea formed in his mind. "Spear Point! Come here!" The door to his room opened, and the guards walked in. Each of them was surprised to see the prince masturbating, but it wasn't the first time they had walked in on him.

It was the first time that he had ever called them in on purpose, though. Prince Blueblood had always been proud of his appearance, but he was sensitive about his less than impressive size. That didn't appear to be an issue anymore, as he was proudly on display for both of them at the moment. "Stand over there," he ordered. "Watch me."

Rock Solid, a pegasus, had always known that he had a few bisexual tendencies. His unicorn friend, however, had always considered himself straight. Now, as they were forced to stand still and watch their master please himself, the unicorn began to wonder if he wasn't at least a little bisexual as well.

Blueblood pumped his hooves up and down his shaft, legs spread wide to provide his guards with an excellent view. He ignored them, focusing only on his own reflection. Knowing that they were watching was enough. His pace increased, and the stallion in the mirror watched him with equally sultry eyes as he neared his climax.

Both of his guards were hard, but neither was allowed to do anything about it. Blueblood bent as much as he could at the waste, and managed to give the head of his cock a good lick. "Mmmm," he moaned as he tasted his pre.

"I should find a spell to change how I taste," he thought as he bucked his hips against nothing. He imagined doing this in front of a larger crowd, all of them watching him with lustful eyes and wishing that they could be worthy of his attentions. The thought pushed him right to the edge.

Just before he reached satisfaction, the door to his chambers burst open. "What is going on in here?" Princess Celestia demanded as she barged in. "Every sorcery detector in the castle is going haywire! Who would channel so much...oh my." Blueblood looked around for some way to cover up, but his position simply wouldn't allow for it. He was completely exposed.

To his utter shame, Blueblood realized that he couldn't hold off his orgasm. The shock of being discovered had pushed him just a little too far, and now his climax was coming whether he wanted it to or not. He bit his lip and moaned with a perverse mix of shame and pleasure as his balls churned out a fresh load of hot cum. Celestia watched, a stunned expression on her face, as gobs of her nephew's seed splattered against his white coat. "I can explain," he said, but his aunt would hear none of it.

"Outside!" Celestia snarled at the guards. She quickly followed them out, shutting the door behind her, and had a few quick words with them in the hallway. Blueblood couldn't hear exactly what she was saying, but she sounded fairly upset. She returned, and slammed the door shut behind her. "You have a lot of explaining to do," she said, trying very hard to look her nephew in the eye.

"Oh dear," the prince thought. "I believe I might actually be in trouble for this one." Shame coloring his cheeks pink, and Blueblood floated a folding privacy screen across the room to stand between them. Still, he couldn't help but notice the way her eyes wandered downward whenever she looked at him. "Is she...intrigued?" "I was attempting a new spell," he said. "It worked perfectly."

Celestia shifted uncomfortably. "D-Did it, now?" she asked. "You're certainly larger than you were when I saw you last. While I can appreciate the desire to study magic, it might be better to start with something less dangerous. If the spell had gone wrong..."

"It didn't," Blueblood interrupted. "Yes, that's arousal. I'm certain of it." "I'm quite pleased with the results. You are too, I take it?"

Celestia's eyes widened as he stepped out from behind the screen. "I beg your pardon?" she snapped. "Have you completely forgotten who you're plowing -er, talking to?"

Blueblood looked over his aunt in a new light, taking in her gorgeous face and shapely curves. His member gave a twitch in appreciation, and he saw the sun goddess trying to stifle a gasp. "I suppose you're right," he said. "I'm going to clean myself off in the shower. It's very roomy, you know. I rarely use it alone."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Celestia asked. Anger and lust warred for control of her expression and tone. She was blushing so hard that her white coat couldn't cover it up any longer. "Th-This is highly inappropriate behavior!"

"What behavior?" Blueblood asked innocently. "I'm just talking about taking a luxurious shower in my private bathroom. I have to clean myself off, and if I happen to make another mess it will be easier to clean up in there. I am completely powerless to stop you from leaving...or going anywhere else."

He slowly walked into his bathroom, swaying his hips and lifting his tail to show off his new body. "Will she take the bait?" he wondered. "If she does, what then? Do I really want to fool around with my aunt? Actually, I suppose it wouldn't technically be incest even if we did. We're fifty-two times removed, after all. I doubt that would count."

Blueblood turned on the faucet and stepped into the shower, now convinced that he would be bathing alone. Celestia was probably so unnerved by the show he'd put on that she would never look at him the same way again. He was in for a lot of awkward conversations at the dinner table.

The bathroom's door squealed faintly as it closed. "I don't bucking believe it," Blueblood thought in shock. "No way. She would never even consider..."

And yet, she apparently would. Celestia stepped into the shower with him, her royal jewelry mostly gone but for the regal golden necklace she always wore. "Be silent!" she ordered when he opened his mouth, and forced him into a rough kiss.

Blueblood was rendered speechless as she pulled away. "This doesn't mean anything," she said as she reached underneath him with a hoof to feel his flaccid shaft. "It certainly doesn't mean that we won't have a serious discussion about your conduct later."

Before he could think of a response, Celestia had already ducked beneath him and taken his head between her lips. They were almost the same height now, he noticed. Blueblood moaned as her tongue went to work delicately coaxing him hard again. He'd never even considered that Celestia might have sexual urges at all before tonight, let alone that she would be so skilled at something so naughty.

Celestia's magic pushed him over and carefully lay him down on the shower floor. She stood over him, facing his hind hooves, and straddled his head. "Serve your goddess," she ordered as she lowered her haunches. Blueblood watched the two heavenly bodies, each marked with a sun, as they slowly descended over his face.

"So soft," Blueblood thought as Celestia's rump finally made contact. "If I didn't know better, I'd think that she had gained weight. Her hindquarters certainly seem larger than I remember them being."He pulled her down the rest of the way and began lapping at her already moist sex. The sun goddess moaned, already lost in a haze of lust as she took more of his dick into her mouth.

Blueblood enjoyed the feeling of her weight settled on top of him. His new body bore the treatment very well, and every inch of her skin that made contact with his was almost unpleasantly warm. "Of course she's hot," Blueblood thought as he tried to bury his muzzle deeper into her. "She's the goddess of the sun!"

The sounds Celestia made slurping on his shaft were unbelievably arousing. Her dainty, refined mouth was being used in the dirtiest way possible, and he loved every second of it. She worked her way up to taking more of him, eventually sucking down every inch of his fat member. Her throat bulged, and she began to gag.

Celestia suddenly abandoned his cock altogether, sitting fully upright and putting more weight on his face. "You enjoy that, don't you?" she groaned as he lavished her with attention. She rolled her hips against his face, grinding her flesh against him and shivering as his hooves gripped her rump. Her warmth and softness surrounded him, and her supple muscles flexed against his cheeks. "Yes, I can tell that you do." Her hoof playfully nudged his erection, causing it to bob up and down. "Go as deep as you can, dear nephew. I want to be nice and wet for this."

Blueblood did exactly as he was told, and paid special attention to the nub that peaked out at him. Celestia squealed as he toyed with her clit, and after only a few minutes of this treatment he felt her spasm around his tongue as a small wave of her nectar soaked his face. "I just gave the goddess of the sun an orgasm," Blueblood thought. His ego swelled larger than ever.

"That was wonderful," Celestia sighed. "However, we have delayed the inevitable for too long already." She stood up, her pussy squeezing his face one last time, and stood beneath the showerhead. She lifted her hooves and placed them on a small, elevated platform. Blueblood usually told his guests that it was a seat of some kind, but the truth was that it was built for just such an occasion. This wasn't the first time he had showered with company.

Or the hundredth, for that matter. He was something of a hedonist.

Blueblood had never even considered what it would be like to mount Celestia, but he was glad for the chance to find out. He settled his bulk on top of her, front hooves curling possessively around her forelegs while he nudged her rear legs farther apart. "Guide me in?" he asked after a few failed attempts to find his mark.

Celestia took his shaft in her magic and, very carefully, lined it up with her dripping snatch. Blueblood pushed against her, gently at first but with more force when he met resistance. "Does this mean that it's been a while?" the prince asked, his breath tickling her ear. Before she could answer, he took that same ear between his teeth and nibbled on it.

One good, hard thrust was all it took. Blueblood's tip spread his aunt wide, and he forcefully shoved as much of his dick inside of her as he could manage. "Fuck!" Celestia shrieked, and immediately covered her mouth with a hoof.

Blueblood laughed at her embarrassment, and thrust into her again. Slowly but surely, he was burying himself in her royal passage. It was a hard struggle, but soon she had taken every inch that he had to offer. "You are so very accommodating," he growled.

"Shut up and do your duty," Celestia ordered.

"As my princess wishes," Blueblood said. He pulled out slowly, then sunk deep into her once more. The warmth and pressure around his shaft was heavenly, and he worried that he wouldn't be able to last very long at this rate.

And yet, last he did. Blueblood pumped in and out of Celestia with single-minded determination, using all of his newfound strength to give her the plowing of a lifetime. He was pleased to see that she was very loud in the sack, so to speak, and her constant moaning drove his arousal to new heights.

They spent nearly an hour there, bodies slapping into one another under the spray of hot water. Blueblood's endurance, due partly to his own considerable experience and partly to the stamina he had absorbed from Thunderlane, made sure that he stayed wonderfully erect for the entirety of it. The power of his new body was awe-inspiring, and he put it to good use.

He lost track of how many times Celestia came. Every few minutes she tightened around his shaft and screamed her lungs out. He was glad that his bathroom was situated at the far end of his quarters away from the door, or she might have alarmed somepony. Finally, when it became too much for him, he clutched her tighter to his chest and let loose with a rapid-fire series of thrusts that signaled the end of their tryst.

Celestia's horn glowed, and her belly lit from within for a moment. "W-What...mmmmh...w-was that?" Blueblood grunted.

"Protection," Celestia breathed. Her voice was becoming hoarse after so much use. "Wouldn't want to accidentally give Equestria another royal, would we?"

"What if she had forgotten?" Blueblood wondered. He thought of stuffing her full of his seed and seeing her belly swell over the next few months with his child. It was an oddly arousing idea, and it finally pushed him beyond the point of no return. He slammed into her one last time, clutching her beautifully regal mane in his teeth, and began the long process of emptying his overly productive balls.

Celestia moaned and came one last time as her passage was stuffed full of her nephew's seed. When she was finally full, it began squirting out of their union and dribbling down her legs. "Great goddesses," she swore, not caring about propriety anymore.

Blueblood pulled out of her with a loud slurping noise and carefully rinsed himself clean. He got out of the shower while she was still recovering, grinning proudly as he toweled himself dry. "Feel free to rest for as long as you need," he said when he heard Celestia beginning to stir.

"Rest?" she asked. Her magic surrounded him and lifted him easily into the air. Celestia stepped out of the shower, her ivory coat sparkling with dew, and quickly dried off. "What in Equestria do you mean, dear nephew?"

"W-we're done, aren't we?" Blueblood asked. "You must be tired by now!"

Celestia levitated him out of the bathroom and threw him onto the bed, her smile quickly becoming very unsettling. "I haven't had the attention of a stallion like you in over three hundred years. Surely you don't think that one measly hour is going to make up for that?" Her magic gripped Blueblood's flaccid cock, carefully massaging it from every angle at the same time. The prince groaned and writhed about on his bed as he was forcefully coaxed back to full mast.

Without hesitation, Celestia leapt on top of him and repositioned herself accordingly. He noticed that her vulva winked at him, and that the fur between her legs was already matted despite having been dried recently. She forced herself down onto his dick, shouting something unintelligible. He fit her perfectly, as though some higher god had crafted him specifically to make the sun goddess scream.

"She's a maniac!" Blueblood thought as his aunt bounced up and down on his length, gritting her teeth and biting back more screams lest they attract too much attention from the palace staff. "No wonder she hasn't had any suitors in all this time. Who could ever keep up with her?"

"I can," was the obvious answer. Without a second thought, Blueblood grabbed Celestia around the waist and rolled over, forcing her onto her back as he took control of the situation. He was surprised when she grabbed his neck and forced him into a kiss, but pleased all the same.

The kiss seemed to last forever. Their tongues warred for dominance, with Celestia winning in the end. Blueblood didn't know it, but the pattern for the night had already been established: just as he thought he was in control, Celestia brought him down to size. "Harder!" she moaned when the kiss had finally ended, their mouths still connected by a strand of saliva.

Blueblood didn't disappoint. He plowed into her, causing the bed to shake and squeal in protest. He ravaged her like no other stallion could, and they began another seemingly endless session that got more and more out of hand as the night wore on.

Eventually, Blueblood stopped trying to keep track of the world around him. He wasn't sure how long he rutted his aunt, but they went through what felt like the entire Pony Sutra that night. Position after position, Celestia always managed to maintain control. He got the better of her once or twice, though, and was quite proud of himself for doing so.

One memorable time was several hours after they had given up on the traditional missionary position. Blueblood had shifted around behind her and mounted her once more, forcing her to brace against the headboard with her hooves lest she be pushed into it. He took her from behind, so rough that it was almost spiteful, and again gripped her flowing mane in his teeth. She seemed to like it when he tugged at it.

At first, Celestia had been pleasantly surprised by the new position. It was only after Blueblood struck her flank hard that she momentarily lost control. He slapped her ass again, enjoying the feeling of soft flesh beneath his hooves and the sight of her backside jiggling. "How did I never notice her ass before?" Blueblood wondered. "It's breathtaking! To think, Luna and I used to tease her about eating so much cake. We should have been forcing her to eat more!"

That was only one of the many times Celestia came that night, but it was one of the most spectacular. She screamed, her pussy tightening around him, and shot sparks from the tip of her horn as she hit her climax.

As they continued to rut, Blueblood eventually realized that his endurance had a limit. Slowly, he began to grow tired. His muscles ached, his coat was drenched with sweat, and finally it became difficult to keep his body in motion.

At long last, after hours of furious sex, Celestia's horn began to throw off brilliant rays of sunlight. "It's time!" she announced. "I-I'm...m-my sun is...coming!" She screamed, and Blueblood noticed the sky brightening outside as she ground her hips against his own. The sun peeked out over a distant mountain range, and Celestia came. Blueblood felt powerful magic coursing through his body, teasing every nerve ending and instantly bringing him to a wonderful climax. His tip flared, and he painted her insides with huge spurts of his cum.

They had fallen back into the familiar missionary position again, with Celestia once again showing her dominance. Blueblood gripped her hips and tried to force himself deeper inside of her as he shot load after load into her womb. "How am I producing all of this?" he wondered. "Surely I've produced several quarts tonight! It must have something to do with the magic. Speaking of which..."

What would happen, he wondered, if he tried his spell on Celestia? He tried to concentrate through his orgasm, and carefully laid the groundwork for his spell. Celestia, drooling as she was into his chest, didn't notice until he had already completed it.

Rather than a rush of power and strength, Blueblood felt something snag painfully as the spell took effect. "Mmmm...what was that supposed to be?" Celestia groaned. Her climax was finally coming to an end, leaving only a few pleasant tremors in its wake.

"Nothing," Blueblood said quickly. He shifted his hips, hoping to distract her by rubbing his flared tip against her cervix.

"You're lying," Celestia sighed, sounding as though she didn't actually care one way or the other. "That was a vitality transfer. Sloppy work." She sat up, still gripping him between her legs, and pushed him down into the mattress with one manicured hoof. "You can't steal the immortality of a goddess, nephew."

"My apologies," Blueblood said. He laid his head back and, finally, allowed himself to relax. Even if he had wanted to move, he didn't think he could. His legs felt like they were made of lead. He couldn't remember ever being this tired, or this satisfied. "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did."

Celestia giggled and dipped her hoof between her legs, running it down the small part of his shaft that was exposed. "Indeed I did," she said, and brought it to her lips. "Such a shame that it has to end."

"Not forever," Blueblood said. "There's always tomorrow night."

Celestia's horn glowed, and a familiar tingling surrounded his body. Blueblood could sense the nature of the spell, and moaned at the thought of growing larger. Was she finally going to give him a piece of her essence?

Suddenly the tremendous strength he'd gained the night before left him all at once. Blueblood frantically tried to reverse the spell, but his magic was weakened along with the rest of him. His muscles shrunk, and his horn dropped back down to its usual size. His huge stallionhood shrunk so quickly that it was back to normal before he could even pull out of his partner.

Celestia sighed happily as a tidal wave of thick, white semen flowed out of her and onto his bedsheets. "Vitality transfers are almost always temporary," she said. "I helped maintain the spell overnight, but there's no need for it anymore. Now, let's talk about what you did to that poor pegasus last night."

A cold dread settled into the pit of his stomach. "She knows," Blueblood thought anxiously. "She knows what I did...and she's smiling. I have a terrible feeling about this."

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