The Champion of the Princesses

by TheBronzeDarknut5

The Iron Stallion Competition is held anually by Princess Celestia and Princess Luna for any and every able stallion across Equestria, and this year Big Mac has won the title of Iron Stallion. But he will soon learn that it is more than a simple contest of strength when the princesses invite him to the Palace... All characters are anthro. M for Adult Content.

1. Victory and Revelations

WARNING

The following story contains mature, adult content, and it not intended for be read by anyone under the age of 18. Readers under the age of 18 are asked to return to the main story selection and continue on to another. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic is legally owned by Hasbro and Lauren Faust, and are not ascociated in any way, shape, or form to this piece of fan made fiction. Video submissions of any kind are- oh wait, sorry, wrong warning intro. Video submissions are actually quite welcome!

Author's Note: Welcome, to my first ever published clopfic! Wow, I ahve a feeling I might be shooting myself in the foot for taking a stab at such a delicate topic for this website, but I am determined to at least try! Now, before we begin I'd like to point out a few things. First, and I'm sure you've noticed, but in case you haven't this is my first published clopfic, meaning that there are others that I've been working on prior to this one. Why is this one being published first then, you ask? Because it was finished first! Plain and simple. Second, I'd like to agree with some of you beforehand that, yes, for clop it's abnormally long. But that's only because I love, and I mean LOOOVE backstory. It just sells for me! But if that's not your thing, then by all means, scroll through until you get to the juicy bits. (giggity) But just know that the other reason why it's so long is because I have a tendency to go into...great detail. And thirdly, for those who do share my affinity for story, I'd like to give you all a nudge to pay attention to a certain part of the story, since I left quite the easter egg. Some of you will recognize it when you see it, and I ask that you don't reveal it in a review when you do, though there's a good chance you will anyways. Lastly, I'd like to note that there is an actual Iron Pony Competition in the actual show, and that I wish to say that I was completely unware of that competition until one night while watching Netflix, and that it had nothing to do with the composition of this story. It was purely by coincidence that there was a simple change from Iron Pony to Iron Stallion, and I actually thought long and hard what to name it.

With all that being said, please, enjoy a tale of triumph, struggle, familial strength, and... *PFF* (breaks down laughing) Oh sorry, I just couldn't bring myself to say it! But seriously, enjoy the clop, and please don't be afraid to leave a review. I'd like to know what everypony's thoughts are. (Throws back the silk curtain to reveal the first scene)

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Big Mac sat calmly in his seat as the train left the station in Ponyville and made it's way towards the capital city of Canterlot, with his younger siblings Applejack and Apple Bloom sitting on either side of him and excitely chatting away about the events to come with Twilight and her friends, and Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. He cracked a small, content smile as he watched them converse with their respective friends that had decided to tag along and support him, with Pinkie Pie already making plans for the red stallion's party for coming in first place. But on the inside he was quite anxious, nervous even, and as he stared out the train car window, his mind continued to return on the whole reason he and they were even going to the big city in the first place. For the better part of the past eight months, Big Mac had been training whenever he could with his younger sisters for one of the biggest competitions that was being held within the royal city; the Iron Stallion Competition.

It was, strangely, an all-stallion contest that was held anually by Princess Celestia and Princess Luna personally, challenging any and all earth ponies, pegasi, and unicorns in a test of physical endurance, strength, and speed. Nearly every stallion worth his salt lick from Ponyville to Canterlot -and even some from as far flung as Fillydelphia and Appleoosa, with Braeburn even throwing his hat in one year- had trained intensely, some longer than Big Mac had, to compete for the opportunity to earn their spot in the final competition. But in the end only a handful had made the cut, and that included theirs truly. But Big Mac knew that the preliminaries were just the easy part of the actual contest, and he would have to compete with the other thirty stallions that made the intense cut. He knew one or two of them were professional athletes that sought a difficult challenge; they would be the ones that would give the farm stallion a run for his Bits. The rest were either former athletes that came out of retirement just for the competition or, like Big Mac, were amateurs that made up the majority who sought personal glory and-or the prize money for first place. But Big Mac wasn't doing this for something as vain as glory or pride. No, he was doing this for a more noble cause, for the prize for first place of this competition, other than the prestigious title of "Iron Stallion" and the gold trophy belt that comes with it, is the whopping two-thousand Bit reward, and if he somehow came out on top every Bit of it was going to go straight into renovating and fixing up Sweet Apple Acres and the support of his family.

Needless to say, the pressure to actually win the first place prize started to grow more heavy as the weeks rolled by and the competition grew ever closer, with the entire Apple family talking more and more about nothing but how helpful it would be to get their hands on the prize money, putting quite a bit of their hope onto his broad shoulders. But despite all of that, he felt confident and calm that he would pull through and take first place. And if he couldn't, he knew it wouldn't change how his family -or anyone from Ponyville for that matter- would think about him.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt a tugging at the sleeve of his buttoned-up flannel shirt, and saw that it was Apple Bloom that had wanted his attention.

"Ya gettin' nervous, Big Mac?" she asked, a broad smile across her cute little face that always warmed Big Mac's heart.

"Eenope," he replied confidently, and proceeded to lightly ruffle his youngest sibling's hair.

"Well, just don' forget that we'll all be cheerin' you on from the crowd, Big Mac," Applejack said, giving her older brother a playful punch against his muscular arm. "You go an' make the Apple family proud, ya hear?"

"Eeyup!" he replied, nodding with slight excitement and confidence from the rousing that his siblings and their friends gave him.

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The moment the train rolled into the Canterlot station, throngs of spectators and travelers alike poured out as they all made their way towards one destination; the large athletic stadium that would normally be held for the Equestria Games in Canterlot, but for today it was for the Iron Stallion Competition. Big Mac and the other competitors that happened to be on the train that day were instructed beforehand to wait until all others had unboarded the train and left the station before they were to get off, so that they won't be swept away by the crowd. Big Mac's support party all gave their best wishes and good lucks to him, with Applejack and Apple Bloom giving him their final hugs and kisses, before they left, disappearing into the sea of would-be spectators. Once the station was clear, an official-looking stallion called out for all competing athletes to step out and join him. With the moment finally at hand, Big Mac took a relaxing breath before he stood and grabbed his duffle bag from the overhead storage, then left the train.

When he and the other competitors had joined the official, he directed them to a rather large and luxurious looking carriage, stating that it would take them to the section of the Stadium that would be athlete's-only. With steeled resolve, he joined the other stallions as they boarded the carriage, throwing their bags and suitcases (for what reason why an athlete would bring a suitcase instead of a gym bag like the others was beyond Big Mac) up on top to be secured. As they made their way towards the Stadium, the other athletes were acting like...well, athletes. They were showing off their phyisque, boasting, taunting one another, challening each other one-on-one, even betting on either themselves, each other, or on the other athletes that were no doubt already at the Stadium and were simply waiting on them. But for Big Mac, he was somewhat of the odd one out since he didn't converse much with the others, speaking only when spoken to. He did have to explain once that it wasn't because he was arrogent or nervous, it was just the kind of pony he was; a simple farm stallion of few words. They didn't seemed to be too bothered by it, even accepting and respecting it on some level, as they went about amongst themselves for the duration of the ride.

When they finally arrived, they were greeted by a throng of crazed fans already waiting by the athlete's entrance, many of them were lovely, and even every beautiful mares of all ages, species, and color. A group of security stallions had already paved a path with ropes, small barricades, and a walkway for the athletes to traverse, a lone security guard already waiting at the door to the carriage as it pulled up. Once he got the all-clear from the others that lined either side of the path, he opened the doors and motioned for Big Mac and the others to start making their way out and towards the enterance. The moment they stepped out, they were meeted by an uproar of an applause and cheer that put the farm stallion on edge, and while he knew that they were simply showing their support, some of them were there to cheer him on, the large, painted signs that either said We love you, Big Mac! or Ponyville's very own: Big Mac #1! being any evidence, he wasn't exactly used to this amount of attention. And he certainly wasn't used to the sultry, horny looks and gestures that some of the mares were giving him, some even being more daring by giving him quick glimpses and flashes of cleavage, underwear, or sometimes even more. But what shocked him the most was that he actually recognized a few mares he knew from Ponyville acting in such a way, with one in particular being the local school teacher, Miss Cheerilee, as she sensually mouthed Good Luck, Big Mac to him while giving a descrete lick of her lips and groping her well-endowed chest.

Big Mac felt himself growing warm in the face as his heart raced, and was once again thankful that his apple red coat hid the blush that was no doubt growing on his face. Discretely, he shook his head in an attempt to refocus on the competition at hand, and stared straight forward in order to avoid these crazed mares. However, his libido was proving more difficult to control than he had anticipated, and couldn't help but shoot quick glances on either side of him, eyeing the various mares in the crowd that had a piece or two missing from their puzzle of shame. For some, however, they clearly were missing an entire patch. He and the other athletes finally crossed the threshold of the stadium doors, the large steel doors slamming behind them and essentially quieting the chaos outside. Once they were in the all clear, many, if not all of the other competitors were whooping and cheering amongst themselves, going on about how crazy these fanfilles were and how one or two of them actually thought about getting a number or two. Or ten, if he had the strength left after the competition, one joked.

The athletes and Big Mac were escorted to the secured locker room and facilities by two more personnel, informing them that their possessions were already waiting for them in their designated lockers. Big Mac found his easily, and quickly slipped out of his worn blue jeans, leather cowboy boots, and shirt and white undershirt, and into his brand-spankin' new athletic clothes that Rarity made just for him, which consisted of green, loosely fit shorts that ended just above his knees and a creamy tan t-shirt that sported the Ponyville emblem on the upper-right of his chest. She mentioned something about the cotton fabric being specially tailored to absorb sweat and keep the body cool, but she went into such detail that he really didn't pay much attention. What mattered was that they fit, and to his surprise they were incredibly comfortable as well, like he was wearing little to nothing. After taking a few quick glances over himself to see if there were any loose threads or something Rarity might've missed (which was rare in of itself, but it didn't hurt to check), he quickly stowed his casual attire into his locker and joined the others in the adjoining facilities. We was met with the rest of the competitors, all of them practicing and stretching for the upcoming contest, and seeing the opportunity, he gave a few stretches to limber himself up while he and the others waited for the official that they were told was going to escort them towards the field.

He and they only had to wait a few minutes before this official called for them, and to their surprise they were met with the infamous Ms. Harshwhinny herself. With a no-nonsense attitude, she directed the small group down hallway after hallway, until they came across two wooden doors, with the one on the left having an image of a unicorn on the door while the other had an image of a pegasus. She instructed the unicorns and pegasi athletes that, in order to keep the match clean and fair, the former were to have their magic disabled while the latter had to wear light, flexible wing-restricting gear. Though she was met with a gew groans from the pegasi, they all knew that this moment was going to come up eventually, and so the two species split from the group and filed into their respected rooms. Fortunately, there were only a few of either, and those that did enter were in and out within a couple of minutes. Big Mac couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the special gear that the pegasi had to wear, and to him, they almost seemed like athletic, male versions of some of the corsets he's seen in his very-secret stash of Playcolt, but he didn't dwell on the thought long as they were herded towards the field.

Big Mac could hear the fanfare playing and the thousands of spectators cheer from where he and the others were, and soon they were met with the bright, strong light of the morning sun as it poured through the large enterance that led out to the field, where they were stopped. As they waited in two straight lines, three young colts were helping out two officials as they pinned each athlete's number onto the front and back of each of their shirts, with Ms. Harshwhinny explaining that when their number is called, they are to march out and stand on designated spots in preparation for the opening ceremonies. When it came to Big Mac's turn to have his number pinned on him, he had to kneel in order for the youngsters to actually reach his chest and back. Once they've finished and departed for the next athlete, Big Mac took the opportunity to look at his number, and saw that his number was 21, which was actually his lucky number of all things, with his name in bold underneith his number and Ponyville in the same bold print above.

He was jerked back from his trailing thought by the loud fanfare that played, which was followed by an announcer that he couldn't properly hear from where he was. He was near the very back of the line, after all. One by one, the athletes were ushered out as their name and town of origin were announced, which were followed by the roars of the crowd. As the gap between him and the outside started to close, he felt his nerves starting to fail, his heart racing and his body beginning to shake. He immediately turned his thoughts away from the event and turned to the images and feelings of his home, Sweet Apple Acres. The peace, the quiet, the smell of ripe apples on the gentle breeze, it was all so relaxing as he felt his nerves start to calm. He was once again brought back to the here and now when he was told by one of the officials that he was next, but now he was ready. He steeled himself as he awaited for the inevitable.

"And now," The announcer shouted, "Please welcome competitor Number Twenty-One, Big Macintosh from Ponyville!"

The crowd seemed to have roared louder than ever when he was announced, and as he walked out onto the field he looked around and waved to the crowd he made his way to where he was told to stand and wait. Though he wasn't used to the attention, he figured it wasn't so bad, even encouraging. As he waited for the other nine to be ushered, he continued to scan the audience in hopes of finding where Applejack and Apple Bloom were. Instead, he found Pinkie Pie, though it really wasn't hard since she had a banner the length and size of an entire stand that read You Go and Get 'Em, Big Mac! -Pinkie Pie, much to the other spectators's frustration. Big Mac couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the spectical; if she was there, no doubt his younger siblings were there too, cheering him on with as much, yet restrained, enthusiasm. After the last athlete was welcomed, the fanfare played once more before the announcer started again.

"Fillies and Gentlecolts," The announcer said, "Presenting their royal Highnesses, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna!"

The royal procession played as all eyes became fixed to the large overhanging balcony that allowed a grand view of the entire stadium. And as announced, the two princesses rose from their seats as they made their way to the edge and greeted their subjects, a roar from the crowd soon following. Celestia wore her usual regalia of a toga-style white dress, aroned with golden pauldrens and an ornate, gleaming, glitterning breastplate. Luna wore the same, with the exception that she had little to no armor or jewelry, with the exception of her tiara and several rings of silver around her wrists and a single silver ring around her neck. Her midnight blue fabric wrapped across her chest and around the back of her neck in an 'X' formation, allowing her to bear her lower torso and shoulders for all to see, while the rest of the dress hung from above her hips. For Big Mac, this would have been the second or third time he had ever seen Princess Celestia in person before, albeit from a good-sized distance, but this would've been the second time he saw Princess Luna, the first time during Ponyville's Nightmare Night festivities a year or two back. But even then he still admired their near-goddess beauty, even if it had to be from a distance. After a moment, Celestia raised both her hands, the crowd immediately silenced, and she and Luna looked down towards Big Mac and the other athletes.

"Welcome, my little ponies," she began, "to this year's Iron Stallion Competition. These thirty who stand before us all have proven themselves worthy for the title of Iron Stallion." She eyed over each of the competitors with a somewhat descriptive eye, and as they landed on Big Mac, he couldn't help but notice a slight grin towards him.

"But there is only one who is truly worthy of the title," Luna added, her voice more authoritative like the emperors of ancient empires long past who addressed their people in their coliseums. A smug grin began to form on the edges of her lips as she eyed them. "And by the end of this day, one of you will stand above all the others, and will have proven himself to have earned the right to be called Iron Stallion!"

"And so without further delay," Celestia said.

"We declare this year's Iron Stallion Cometition open!" Luna finished, and was followed by a display of fireworks as the fanfare played, sending the crowd into another uproar. With their announcement complete, the two alicorn sisters returned to their seats as the announcer went on about the list of the day's events.

"So, 'Tia," Luna muttered with a grin, descretely leaning towards her, "Who amongst them do you believe will rise victorious as our 'Champion' this year?"

Celestia's soft smile was mixed with a sinister and hungry grin as she watched some of the competitors, one being the big red stallion himself, taking their places for the first event; the Boulder Toss. "I have my bet set on the Bearer of Honesty's older brother. He certainly seems to fit our...criteria...as 'Champion'."

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The sun was clear on the other side of the stadium, the line between later afternoon and evening becoming a blur, as the competition finally reached it's end. Three stallions stood on the winner's stand, but standing on the highest one, tired and sweaty from the day's labors but with a look of pride clear as day on his face, Bic Mac stood as this year's champion. As he stood, the announcer came forward and handed to him his first-place prize, the Iron Stallion belt that was adorned with a gold plate at it's front, an image of a rearing stallion emblazed into it's center. Big Mac took it with grace, then held it over his head for all to see, earning a roar from the crowd as they chanted his name. When he came down, he shook the hands of the two stallions that stood on either side of him and congratulated them on their successes, and they in turn congratulated him. With the closing ceremonies complete, he slung the gilded belt over his shoulder and made his way towards the annex that he came in from earlier that day, only to be met with his younger siblings and their friends. As soon as he came into their view and out of the public's, Apple Bloom rushed over to him and hugged him tightly, throwing herself at him.

"Ya did it!" Apple Bloom cheered, "Ah can' believe it, y'all actually won, Big Mac!"

"As if there was any doubt about it," Rainbow Dash said, coming over and punching him in the arm. "Nopony can ever hope to beat Big Mac in a contest of strength!"

"IRON STALLION PARTY!" Pinkie cheered, confetti exploding from nowhere.

"Big Mac, darling," Rarity said, gaining his attention, "If it's not asking too much, may I look over your wonderful belt?"

"Not at all," Big Mac said, taking it off his shoulder and handing it to the fashionista. "If ya want, y'all can hold onta it for a while. Ah don' know 'bout y'all, but Ah could really use a shower."

"Wonderful!" She exclaimed, taking it. She was half-surprised that there was some good weight to it, "Oh, I meant about the belt of course, no offense."

"None taken," Big Mac said.

After going around with congrats with the others, he made his way back to the locker room, where he was more than happy to scrub himself of the day's events. The hot water felt especially good against his sore muscles, and felt himself invigorated with a little energy. He turned off the water and took the towel he hung near him and dried himself before wrapping it around his waist and heading back to his locker. He was met by an official, who seemed to have been waiting by his locker as he washed up, as he turned around and faced the champion.

"Ah, there you are," he said, "We forgot to give you this."

The official reached into the left of his coat and pulled out a white envelope, then handed it to Big Mac, who took it curiously. Tucking his towel into his waist, he opened the letter to find what looked like a check.

"That there is your prize money," the official said, "A cool two-thousand Bits. Well, technically it's just a claim check, but if you take it to the bank here in Canterlot they'll be more than happy to give you the physical cash, if you prefer that."

"Eenope," Big Mac said, "Thanks a lot."

"Ah, no need to thank me," The official said, patting Big Mac's shoulder, "You most certainly earned it! I must say though, I'm sure not many were expecting you to break the Iron Stallion Boulder Tossing record on the first try!"

Big Mac couldn't help but smirk at the complement. "Lot's o' practice."

The official nodded in agreement, then paused as though he had just remembered something. "Oh, that's right. I almost forgot." He paused as he looked either which way, as if looking for any eavsdroppers or snoops. When he felt that no one else was around, he came in a bit closer to him, his demeanor shifting to a more serious one. "There's something else."

He reached into the other side of his coat, then pulled out a slightly tanned envelope that had a wax seal with Princess Celestia's emblem, which Big Mac recognized as an official letter from the Princess herself. But why did he have it, and what did it have to do with him?

"The Princesses wanted me to hand-deliver this to you, personally," he whispered, "They also instructed me to tell you to make absolutely sure you're alone before you read it, and make doubly sure that nopony else reads it, otherwise you'll face...consequences."

Big Mac gulped dryly as he saw the dead serious stare that the official gave him, then nodded nervously before he was handed the letter. His demeanor shifted right back to a friendly one as he backed off of the red farm stallion.

"Well, my business is concluded," the official said, "And with that, I bid you adue, Mr. Iron Stallion." He gave Big Mac a two-finger salute before he showed himself out of the empty locker room.

Big Mac mulled over what had just transpired in front of him. Everything seemed normal up to when the official gave him his prize money, but then things just turned flat out wierd when he was given a secret letter from the Princesses. He looked down to the unopened envelope, eyeing it curiously as he wondered what could be inside. Remembering the official's warning, Big Mac took another sweep of the locker room, finding no one else around, before returning to his locker and sitting on the bench in front of it. He carefully broke the wax seal, then opened the envelope as it unfolded into the letter itself, and studied it carefully before reading. As he did, he couldn't help but get a whiff of something in his nostrils. It smelled like perfume. Curious, he brought the letter closer to his nose and took a sniff, confirming that it was, and it was coming from the letter, though just a hint. Is this how the princesses smell? Big Mac pondered, and his mind quickly snapped to the images of the two princesses, and for some odd reason he pictured them hugging each other rather intimately and giving him seductive looks as they stared at him. He shook his head, trying to clear the blasphemous image from his mind. Why did he suddenly start to see the Princesses, their Goddesses incarnate, in such a way? Wanting to get his mind back on track, he refocused on the letter in his hand, and began to read.

Big Macintosh,

We wish to extent our congratulations to you on your triumphs in this year's Iron Stallion Competition. We expected no less from the older brother of the Bearer of the Element of Honesty, Applejack. However, we feel as though that a simple trinket and a satchel of coin is much too small a reward for such a stallion such as yourself. Therefore, we wish to extend a personal invitation to you, and hope that you will join us tonight in the Palace, as an "honored guest".

Big Mac had to stop reading to make sure he read that last line right. He read it over, again and again, and it turns out he was seeing right. He felt his heart skip a beat as a dumb smile grew on his face at the thought of being in the presence of not just one but both Princesses, of their own personal invitation no less! But why keep it secret? Curious, he continued to read the rest of the letter.

We must ask that you keep this meeting a secret, however, even from your own blood. Though it may seem a strange request now, you will understand why, once all is revealed. When you depart, do so in the cover of night, and make sure you are not followed or seen. When you reach the gates, simply show this letter to the guards and they will allow you to enter. When you do, a guide will be waiting for you to take you to us.

We await your arrival with great anticipation, Big Macintosh.

~ Princess Celestia and Princess Luna

Big Mac studied the two Princesses' signatures with awe, before noticing something below it. It seemed to him like a time, that time being 11:30, which he assumed to be in the night. He read and re-read the letter again and again, but no matter how many times he read it, something didn't seem to click with him. Why all the secrecy? What could it possibly be that they wanted with him that would warrent him to sneak around like some kind of delinquint? In the end, he simply decided to give up ever trying to find any hidden message and simply obey his Princesses. After all, the letter did say that they'd make things clear to him.

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Big Mac snuck out of the hotel room he shared with Apple Bloom, with Applejack staying in the Palace with Twilight and the others. He found it rather easy to do, seeing as the events of the day would tucker any little filly out, and Apple Bloom was no exception. As he made his way into the streets and towards the Palace, he lowered his Stetson farter down to hide his face, having mixed feelings about the whole rendezvous. On the one hand he was feeling a little guilty, never actually having snuck out in the dead of night before, other than the occasional trip to the local night bar for a drink or a random, late-night booty call. But he was also a little excited, after all he was going to meet Princess Luna and Celestia personally, regardless of the strange conditions of the whole thing. He tried to keep as low a profile as he could, with the ocasional night-owl passerby that would give him a funny look as they passed, with one or two that recognized him as the winner of the Iron Stallion Competition. Thankfully, they left him be as he drew closer to his intended destination.

He had to take a bit of a stroll along the Palace gates, having missed the main enterance by a few feet, and thankfully none of the guards saw it as so suspicious that they had to pull him aside for questioning. When he did finally reach the main gates, he was halted by crossed spears and sharp glares from the guards that held them.

"Halt," the one ont he left barked, "State your business."

Big Mac paused a moment, then fished around in his pocket before pulling out the letter he recieved and handing it to the guard. He studied it carefully, then quickly handed it back and nodded before they raised their spears, allowing him to pass as the gates opened for him.

"Go on, then," the guard said, "The butler is waiting for you, 'Champion'."

Big Mac gave the guard a confused look, but shrugged it off as he made his way through the gates and courtyard, then up the marble stairs and to the large double-sided doors. Not sure what to do, he raised his hand and made a fist to knock on the door, but before he could even make contact the door cracked open, wide enough for him to sneak through. He made his way in, the door shutting behind him with a soft clack. The entryway he stood in was nearly pitch black, but was soon illuminated when several candles on a candle holder simultaneously lit and revealed quite the character to him that was holding the candle holder. He wore what could be considered a standard butler's outfit; a black coat with twin coat tails over a grey vest and a white undershirt. He also wore finely pressed black pants and highly polished black shoes. He had a silver pocket watch in his hand that he looked at quite intently.

"11:29 p.m. and fourty-five seconds," the butler said rather flatly, closing the pocket watch with a click before tucking it away in his vest pocket. He looked up to Big Mac, a small devilish grin growing at the edges of his mouth, and the farm pony nearly shuddered as he lookd into the butler's tinted blood-red eyes. It as then that he noticed that he had a light grey coat, a medium long, black mane that had been brushed downward, and a tail that looked greatly tended to. "You, good sir, are quite the punctual gentlecolt. No doubt you have potential to be a fine butler. Allow me to introdruce myself." He took a small bow, placing a gloved hand over his chest in respect to him. "My name is Raven Feather. I am the personal servant to both Princess Celestia and Princess Luna...and simply one Tartarus of a butler." He rose to face Big Mac again, the same sinister, curled smile on his face that put the farm stallion on edge. "You must be Big Macintosh, the victor of this year's Iron Stallion Competition, and the Princesses' 'Champion'. I congratulate you on your victory."

Big Mac was at a loss for words, and what he could muster was enough to put his two Bits in.

"H-How'd you know?" He asked.

"The Princesses informed me that you would arrive, and they spoke quite fondly of you when they mentioned you." He turned towards the endless hallway, never breaking eye contact with Big Mac. "Speaking of the Princesses, my Mistresses are waiting for you quite impatiently. If you'll follow me, Mr. Macintosh."

With that, he turned on his heel and made his way down the dark corridors. Though Big Mac was still uneasy about being around this strange butler, he had to put it aside for the sake of not wanting to upset the Princesses and followed him closely. The actual walk through the palace was unnerving for Big Mac, the dead silence only being broken by the slight footsteps of the butler Raven Feather, who stood still as a statue, even as he walked. Sensing his unease, Raven Feather opted to strike up a conversation to help ease his Mistresses' "guest".

"Have you ever visited the palace before, Mr. Macintosh?" Raven Feather asked.

"Eenope," Big Mac answered hesitatntly, "An' if you don't mind, Ah prefer if you ain't so formal with mah name. Jus' Big Mac is fine."

"As you wish, Big Mac," Raven Feather replied, though Big Mac couldn't help but feel something in the way how this butler said his nonformal name that didn't sit right with him. "If I may, I highly recommend you return to visit Canterlot Palace during the day. The stained glass windows paint these halls with a marvelous collage of colors when Mistress Celestia's sunlight comes though at just the right angle."

Big Mac didn't respond to the butler's comment, allowing both to once again be engrossed in the deafening silence. After walking for another few minutes they approached a pair of large wooden doors, with Raven Feather stopping just inches away from it and Big Mac just a foot behind him. The butler gave three solid raps before he opened it, standing aside to allow Big Mac to enter first. Tipping his hat to him in thanks, he entered first, and was met with a moonlit throne room, with Raven Feather right behind him as he closed the door silently. The butler continued towards the other end of the room, towards the thrones, and Big Mac once again followed him. Big Mac was finally able to see the two princesses coming into view the closer they approached, until they stopped just at the base of the tiny flight of stairs that let up to the twin thrones. Big Mac was at a loss for words as he gaped at the sight of both of them, their beauty even more glorious when up close than from afar, at least by his standards. They were also looking down at him, and he could make out small smiles starting to grow at the edge of their mouths. Raven Feather bowed to them in much the same way he did with Big Mac, holding the candles as still as he's ever seen anypony do, the flames atop the candle heads nary even shaking.

"Mistresses Celestia and Luna," he said, "Your 'Champion' has arrived." Big Mac couldn't help but look to the butler as he called him Champion again. He had been called that on more than one occasion today, but he mainly tied it to him having won the competition at first. Now he was starting to wonder if there was more to it than he had initially thought, and as he looked to the two Princesses he quickly remembered that he was in the presence of royalty, and quickly fell to his knee and lowered his head, taking off his hat.

"Thank you for bringing him to us, Raven Feather," Luna said. She then waved her hand in a shooing manner. "Now go and prepare our guest's chambers."

"Yes, my Lady," Raven Feather replied before he straightened himself up. He turned on his heel and proceeded to walk out, not a word being said between Big Mac and the Princesses until he heard the sound of the door open then close.

"Welcome, Big Macintosh," Celestia said, her tone warm and inviting, "Please, raise yourself. There is no need to be so formal."

Big Mac did as he was told, and slowly looked up to see both Princesses were now solely focused on him, both smiling warmly at him. He then slowly stood, never looking away from their eyes as he put his hat back on, pushing it back so that it hung behind him by the leather strap around his neck, and once back on his knelt foot Celestia beckoned him closer, to which he answered.

"You are most likely wondering why we summoned you here under such suspicious conditions," Luna said, slowly standing and making her way towards him. All Big Mac could do was silently nod as she approached him, and he couldn't help but notice a certain sway in her hips and the way she looked at him that caused the back of his neck to grow warm. "Then you truly do not know? Why only stallions are allowed in the competition, or why the 'Champions' of previous tournaments are not seen or heard from for three days and nights shortly after? Surely these small signs would have given you some clue as to why you are here?"

Big Mac took a moment to think about what she said, a little of it trying to take his mind off of Luna's hips. He hadn't noticed before, but now that she mentioned it, it was a rather strange pattern that the first-place winners from last year and the year before would almost immediately disappear for exactly three days. But it still didn't help him solve anything. "W-Welp, all Ah know is that ever since Ah won the contest, ponies have been callin' me 'Champion' over an' over."

Now it was Celestia's turn to rise from her throne and walk seductively slow towards him, a smirk hidden in her warm smile. "And indeed you are, Big Macintosh," She purred, placing her hand ever so gently on his shoulder, causing him to stiffen up as hard as stone, "You are our Champion. The Champion of the Princesses."

"B-But wha' does that mean exactly, y-yer Highness?" Big Mac studdered nervously. He couldn't believe that Princess Celestia was touching him! On his shoulder! Surely today was one of the most eventful of his life. Little did he know they haven't even grazed the tip of the iceburg.

"In order to answer that," Luna said, who took Big Mac's right side and rested her hand on his shoulder, causing Big Mac to stiffen even more, "We must first ask that you swear to secrecy on everything we say and do from this night onward. Will you agree to this?"

Big Mac thought about it for a moment, wondering what could be so sensitive that he would have to be sworn to secrecy. Whatever it was, he had to tred carefully, lest he be getting into something way, WAY over his head. But after having all the secrecy that was already floating around him, coupled with the fact that he did sneak into the Palace in the middle of the night and that the two princesses were practially hanging off of him, what else was there possibly be to surprise him?

"Eeyup," he answered, earning a seductive smirk from both princesses.

"You see, Big Macintosh," Celestia began as she came closer, and Big Mac's heart nearly pounded out of his chest when he felt her generous bosom brush against his arm, "We started the Iron Stallion Competition many a moon ago for a more...personal reason, as well as why we personally hold it every year."

"While on the surface it may seem like a simple contest of strength," Luna continued, her other hand gently resting on and feeling his broad chest, "It is actually an evaluation we hold, to sort out the weak from the strong and find ourselves our 'Champion', the Alpha male who we deem worthy."

"W-Worthy?" Big Mac said. It was all he could say, with his mind starting to race as fast as his heart. "Worthy fer wh-what?"

"Oh Big Macintosh," Celestia cooed into his ear, forcing him to look her way. He was met with the most lustful look he's ever seen, and he's been around a lot of lusty mares from Ponyville alone. "Surely you can't be so naive?" She gently stroked his chin with her free hand, causing the obvious blush he had to finally show through his red coat as it grew darker. "Though maybe you are. To put it quite simply, my big, strong pony, we've chosen you to be our lover for three days and three nights."

"Of course, we do not have to remind you that you have earned such a prize," Luna said, trailing circles around his chest, "We only desire the strongest,-"

"The fastest,-" Celestia added, inching closer towards the stallion's lips.

"And the most enduring stallion for the job." Luna finished, her lips mere centimeters away from Big Mac's ear. "After all, 'tis not an easy task to satisfy two alicorn princesses."

"But you have shown us both that you can do it all, Big Mactintosh, and so, so much more," Celestia cooed, taking his arm and holding it so that it was dug into her generous cleavage. "And to be quite honest with you, out of all the competitions we've held, and of all the contestants that came and went, you were the first that left both of us truly wanting."

Big Mac's mind was in a scramble as he tried to make sense of everything that had just transpired in the past few minutes, all while having the Princesses whisper sweet-nothing's to him, causing his blood to boil and his libido to swing around wildly out of control. He was just told that the Iron Stallion Competition was nothing more than an elaborate system the Princesses had prepared anually to find themselves a personal stud, and this year HE was that stud! Naturally, his mind started churning out dirty image after dirty image, each more raunchy than the last. But a part of him still saw them as the rulers of Equestria, the Goddesses that rose and set the sun and the moon, and who kept balance in the world, and that part struggled to pull his mind back to his senses and bring his body back to a calm state.

"Of course," Luna said, her tone rather sad, and Big Mac looked to her to see a disappointed look in those beautiful teal eyes, a sight that nearly tore him apart. "you also have the choice to decline our offer, and leave. If you do choose to refuse this, we will not scorn you for it. But we will expect you keep this -all of this- our secret."

"But before you make your decision," Celestia continued, gently taking Big Mac by the chin and turning his head to face her, "Let us clarify for you what, exactly, we are offering to you."

Celestia pulled away from Big Mac, taking Luna's hand and pulling her away as well, until they were a couple of feet in front of him, much to the farm stallion's comfort. That comfort would be short lived, for the Princesses pulled each other into an intimate embrace, their eyes never leaving his, before coming even closer, their chests forcing against one another, as they turned their attention to one another and kissed each other on the lips passionately. Big Mac's jaw nearly hit the floor at the incestious but incredibly hot sight, his disbelief, much like the bulge in his pants, growing even more as they let out soft, passionate moans as they escalated to Frenching one another. With his mind officially blown, the two princesses pulled away from each other's lips slowly, gazing into each other's eyes before turning their attention to Big Mac.

"We will ask you this one final time, Big Macintosh," Luna said softly as she stroked her sister's back, "Will you stay with us?"

Big Mac swallowed dryly before he answered, his body more doing so for him than what was left of his rational mind. "E-Eeyup. But please, y'all can call me Big Mac. Er, y-your Highnesses."

Smiles grew on the princesses' faces at his answer, and both reached out and offered him each a hand, still locked in their embrace.

"Very well, Big Mac," Luna said.

"But if you insist on us doing so," Celestia added, "Then you must not refer to us as 'Princesses', simply Celestia and Luna will suffice."

Big Mac nodded, blindly agreeing to their proposal, before making his way towards them. With their hands still reaching out for his, he took both their hands gently, and was pulled back in-between the two of them. Both alicorn mares stared dreamily into his eyes, and the poor farm stallion didn't know which one to look at first. Fortunately, Celestia solved that problem for him when she took him by his chin again and planted an unsuspecting kiss on his lips. His eyes bulged, the realization that he was now intimately kissing Princess Celestia hitting him like twenty bales of hay, but he got over it quickly enough when he was shortly met with her tongue dancing around the edges of his lips, wanting to enter. Not wanting to be rude, he opened his mouth to her, and soon his mouth became a full-on battleground of their soft fleshes. Celestia gave a heated moan through their kiss, her spark having finally been lit by this passionate kiss, but gave another when she felt his tongue start to dominate hers.

"No fair, 'Tia," Luna playfully whined, pressing herself, her chest more specifically, against Big Mac's right arm, "Who said you could have the first kiss?"

Celestia played with Big Mac a little longer before breaking their kiss, leaving Big Mac a little lost for air, and looked to her younger sister with an equally playful smirk. "Eldest sister goes first, Lulu," she answered.

Luna grinned back, realizing this as one of her elder sister's little "games". "You always used that against me, 'Tia," She retorted as she trailed her fingers along the length of his torso as her hand went south on him. She then took a handful of his crotch, catching the unprepared stallion off-guard and causing him to flare his nostrils. "But you should have used your little 'right' for this." Luna gently played and groped the poor stallion's crotch, earning soft grunts and moans to escape through his clenched teeth. "Because I am claiming first rights on his cock."

Big Mac muttered something through his gritted teeth, but neither princesses could make out what he'd said, despite being so close.

"Beg pardon, Big Mac?" Celestia asked, "What did you say?"

The red stallion gave another dry swallow before he properly answered, a somewhat guilty look on his face. "Th-That ain't my cock she's got." Luna quickly looked up to him, her playful look having shifted to one of confusion and a hint of shock. "A-At least, not all of it. What she's got are mah...mah balls."

"Impossible!" Luna said, nearly shouting, looking back down to the stallion's growing erection and groping him even harder, "I-If these are just your testicles, then where...?" She trailed off when she saw the growing length that went down the inner thigh of Big Mac's jeans, her eyes widening and her heart nearly exploded with joy at the sight. "...oh my."

Celestia couldn't stop herself from looking where Luna had fixed her widened eyes on, and she gave a surprised gasp as she lightly covered her mouth and blushed. "Oh, Big Mac," she said, looking back up to him as her shock turned to pure fascination, "The Goddesses above have truly blessed you."

Luna's eyes never left the growing erection that was running down his pant leg as her hand drifted away from his crotch and down the length of the bulge in his pants, earning another grunt from Big Mac and causing his cock to give a small, but powerful twitch. Luna let out a heated sigh, all her thoughts now intensely focused on how fortunate she and here sister were.

"'Tia, I grow tired of waiting," Luna said, a hint of desperation in her tone, "Shall we take him 'there'?"

Celestia immediately smirked, nodding to her sister in confirmation before turning her gaze back to Big Mac. "Very well, Lulu," she said, "We have our 'Champion' now, and you are not the only one who is starved of stallion."

Big Mac noticed Celestia's horn begin to glow in her golden aura, before he was suddenly encompassed in a flash of light. He was instantaneously weightless, surrounded by nothing but white light, but the sensations ended as quick as the flash that enveloped him, and soon found himself back on solid ground. Big Mac teetered as he fought to regain his sense of balance, never having actually been teleported by magic before. Once he collected himself he quickly noticed that he was outside in what he could describe as a changing room, alone, and that it was rather humid, steamy even. He took a quick look around, and easily noticed the large, magically lit outdoor bath of hot water that was about the size of a small pool almost a yard away, and he surmised that it was the reason why it was so steamy.

"Welcome, Big Mac," Celestia said, stepping forward from the haze created by the steam, with Luna at her side, "to our secret bath."

"Only princesses such as ourselves, Cadence, and even Twilight Sparkle are even aware of this spring's existance," Luna added, a sexy smirk across her midnight blue lips, "Of course, you are the exception for tonight."

"Would you...care to join us, 'Champion'?" Celestia said rather seductively as she pulled the straps of her dress off and over her shouders, allowing the fabric to drape over her arms and nearly expose her big royal tits to him. Meanwhile, Luna also began to undress as she undid the piece that held the fabric holding her smaller, yet still perfect breasts, allowing it to fall at her feet and expose her breasts to him rather confidently. Big Mac's jaw nearly fell to the floor again at the sight, and all he could do was give a dumb nod. The two princesses giggled to themselves before Big Mac kicked off his boots and started to unbutton his shirt, his fingers fumbling with overstimulated excitement as he never took his eyes off of them.

"Big Mac, wait," Celestia said as she raised a hand to him. He obeyed, albeit confused, until he saw the sultry grin on her face. "Please...allow us."

With that, she finally allowed her dress to fall around her ankles, exposing her all to him, before kicking it aside and strutting over to him. Luna did the same, the bottom of her dress now discarded to the side with her sister's attire, eyeing him rather intensely that made the hairs on the back of his neck to stand a little. When they came close enough, Big Mac was assailed with their lovely hands feeling every inch of his hardened body. Celestia began to undo his farmer's shirt one button at a time, her eyes never leaving Big Mac's, and when she undid the final button, Luna, who had snuck behind him, pulled it off at his shoulders, exposing more of his muscular arms to them. As the two danced around him, Celestia found herself behind Big Mac now as she pulled his tucked in white undershirt out from his jeans and pulled it off over his head, with him having to hold his arms up for her as she removed the article of clothing. As Celestia was peeling off his last shirt and feeling up the physique of his upper body, Luna was already working on his belt, his big belt buckle with the Apple family crest proving to be no challenge for the lunar princess, as she fiercely anticipated the sight that awaited her. With his belt undone, his jeans and boxers quickly fell around his ankles, and Luna gave a heated whinny of shock and awe at the sight of his stallionhood before taking it in her hands.

"Goddesses above," Luna purred as she stroked him, relishing in the heat and light musk that Big Mac's dark brown cock was giving off, "Sister, he is huge! And he is not even fully erect yet!"

Celestia gazed over Big Mac's shoulder and down to his meat, and blushed at the sight of it. "Well, I guess this is why you are called 'Big' Mac."

Big Mac couldn't help but roll his eyes a bit from Celestia's praise. After all, that line's been used on him by more ponies than he's willing to admit that it's become a bit of a cliché for him, almost a peeve, and that's just considering those who were referring to his relative build. However, he let the thought slip as he focused on Luna's light handjob, and he was enjoying every pump and stroke she gave it, and he wasn't shy in showing it through his soft grunts. Luna continued to stroke his cock, gradually building up in speed and intensitiy as she felt it start grow hard in her soft grip. At one point, Big Mac couldn't help but overhear her mutter "This cannot be real," to herself, and it brought out small smirk of pride to the corner of his lips. His grunts started to come out more frequent and deeper as he felt himself coming closer to release, and Luna's face was flushed with lust, wanting to see it go off first-hand. Seeing this, Celestia intervened and stopped her by placing a hand on the one that held his cock, earning a dissatisfied flare from the stallion's nostrils and a whimper of disapproval from the alicorn.

"No need to rush, Lulu," Celestia said calmly, then looked to Big Mac as she petted his chin with her hand, "We still have plenty of time with him. Please, come with us."

Celestia and Luna both started to drift away from Big Mac, who was now fully nude like them, taking his hands and guiding him towards the large, luxurious bath, all the while they couldn't look away from his stallionhood. It was nearly impossible for Luna or Celestia to pry their eyes away from his bobbing cock, it was simply too hard -and big- to ignore. When they reached the edge, they released him and both strode into the warm waters, both secretly looking at each other with a glance and a smirk before turning back to Big Mac. They were glad to see that he followed them into the waters, though half disappointed that the current waist-high depth of the water hid what they wanted to see. They slowly strutted over to him and gently placed their hands on his chest, guiding him over to the edge and instructing him to sit.

"You just sit here and relax, Big Mac," Celestia said, her warm, nurturing tone stained by hidden incentive as she stroked his shoulders, "And we will take care of everything."

"In the meantime," Luna began as she felt his left cheek, "Please excuse us for a moment while we...ready ourselves."

Those last words Luna said were just dripping with lust, even the dense Big Mac wasn't oblivious to it. Not knowing what to expect, he simply sat and observed as the two alicorn sisters backed off, stopping only a few feet from where he was. It was then that they decided to put their little plan into action, and both princesses then took a quick breath before diving into the warm water. They weren't underwater for more than two seconds before the resurfaced, and Big Mac felt his cock twitch at the sight that was in front of him. Both Princesses were now dripping wet, beads and streams of water running down their perfectly balanced curves, with streams of water dripping off of Celestia's perfect rock hard nipples, as they trailed their hands over themselves, feigning a quick wash. This little show that they were clearly putting on for him got even steamier when they began to "wash" their breasts and crotches more intently, then came together and started groping and "washing" each other's as they shared childish banters between each other, from playful tickling to light groping, with Celestia voicing her concern for her younger sibling if she'll ever fill out properly at her bust, as if he wasn't even there and it was just another night alone for them. Big Mac didn't notice exactly when he started to, but he soon found himself stroking his member feverishly at the spectacle before him, with it being a hell of a lot hotter than any fantasy he could imagine in his life.

This little show of theirs went on for a few more minutes before they felt they had kept him and themselves waiting long enough, and then flawlessly stopped their little sex show while starting to move back towards Big Mac. He slowed his stroking as they stopped, but continued to pleasure himself as they came closer, the scene he's just been witness to still freshly burned into his mind, and would no doubt follow him to his death bed. He was eventually stopped when Luna put her hand on his and moved it aside, taking charge as she stroked the length of it with her wet hands. As they stared into each other's eyes Celestia exited the bath, perching herself behind Big Mac and pulling him back so that he was resting against her, her soft breasts pressing against the back of his head and causing his cock to twitch in Luna's hold of him.

"Oh, 'Tia," Luna sighed as she lowered herself into the baths, presumably to her knees, and came mere inches from the flared head of his cock, "I simply cannot wait any longer." And without wasting another moment, she took his head into her mouth, trailing her tongue around it before taking in more.

Big Mac hissed through gritted teeth and grunted from the jolts of pleasure that shot through him, Celestia giving a playful giggle as she wrapped her arms around his big shoulders. "Poor Lulu, always so impatient," she muttered into his ear as she felt his chest, "But if there's anything she loves more, it's swallowing cock, so indulge her a little."

Luna bobbed her head on Big Mac's meat, enjoying his taste and the heat it radiated onto her anxious tongue. She slowly drew it out of her mouth, letting the tip go with a pop as she gave a little gasp, before lowering herself and licked the length of his member from base to tip and back down again. She wrapped her lips around the side of his member as she sucked and slid up and down the length of it, her tongue trailing and sliding along his hot flesh from the inside of her mouth. She then slid her lips back up and towards his head, taking it back into her mouth and sucking it feverishly, a trail of muffled moans escaping her as she went. Big Mac was in heaven, of the mares he did manage to bed in his lifetime, none of them could hold a candle to Luna's level of skill. She worked his cock like she knew it better than even he did, growing intense when she pushed his cock against the back of her throat, then backing off when she felt him getting overly excited so that he wouldn't cum too soon.

After several minutes of having her fun, she felt that now was a better time than ever to truly enjoy herself. She gave his cock a few more bobs of her head before she stopped, his cock filling her mouth as his flared head pressed against the back of ther throat, then lowered her head more as it slid down past and into her throat. Big Mac threw his head back and groaned in pleasure when he felt Luna's throat muscles wrap tightly around the head of his cock, but she was far from finished with him. Taking her sweet time, she inched herself lower and lower, a little more of his cock sliding down and throwing Big Mac into even more pleasure, then pulled back and pulled his cock out of her throat, only to thrust it right back in, reaching new depths with each dive.

"Oh my," Celestia cooed over Big Mac's growing grunts and moans as she eagerly watched her younger sister swallow his meat, "Is she really going to try? I must admire her determination." She then smirked as she delicately whispered into the stallion's ear. "After all, your's is the biggest she's ever tried it with."

Luna continued to slowly bob her head on his cock, taking a little more of it down her thoat with each dive. Within minutes, she had finally hilted his cock, having to rest her arms on his legs as she savored her latest triumph. His cock was throbbing like crazy, she could feel it all they down to the deepest depths of her throat, magically pulsing in sync with her own heartbeat. Big Mac and Celestia were in complete disbelief, their mouths agape as Luna looked up to him with those big teal eyes, but only Celestia recovered as a grin returned to her face.

"Gracious, Luna," Celestia teased, "Aren't you just a little whorse of an alicorn?"

Unfazed, Luna seemed to ignore her sister's sny comment, and proceeded to slide Big Mac's thick cock in and out of her throat, allowing a few inches to escape her lips before she plunged it back into her mouth, slow to start but picking up some momentum. Big Mac's entire body shook with ecstasy, never had a mare taken his whole cock into her mouth before, and the sensations from her throat muscles contracting and releasing his member were simply divine. He managed to gather himself enough to look down at Luna, only seeing her starry-night mane flitter on it's own accord as her head continued to sink and rise from his crotch at first glance. But after a moment of studying her, he noticed Luna's throat was slightly bulging from his cock, and it turned him on like never before, though he really didn't know why it did, and simply didn't care. He gritted his teeth more and began to groan and flare from his nostrils as he felt his orgasm start to boil from the base of his cock, throwing his head back and into Celestia's breasts.

"L-Luna," he managed to sputter out, "A-Ah'm a-cummin'!"

"Do it, Big Mac," Celestia cooed, Big Mac looking up to her and seeing the devilish grin and look in her eyes as she looked down at him and petted his chin, "Go ahead and cum for her. Pour it all down her throat, she's certainly earned it."

Big Mac was hesitant at first but complied, and he quickly took hold of the back of Luna's head as she deep-throated him, fingering through her etheral mane. Having heard the whole conversation, Luna worked at him with more vigor, also wanting his cum more than anything, and began to lightly fondle his swollen balls in her her hands in an attempt to help speed things along. After several more seconds of intense sucking Big Mac had finally reached his limit, and he gripped the back of Luna's head hard as he forced her into his crotch and finally came. Big Mac threw his head back hard and groaned, nearly howling, as he felt his seed travel through his cock and shoot straight down Luna's throat. The lunar princess's eyes shot wide open when she felt his cock grow even thicker in her throat and mouth, letting out muffled squeals before she felt load after load of his hot seed pour straight into her stomach, her eyes half-lidded as her muffled squeals shifted to the audible gulps she made as she helplessly swallowed his seed. Finally spent, Big Mac finally released Luna, falling back against Celestia's bosom once more and panting heavily as he finally rode out the last of his powerful orgasm. Luna stirred before she slowly slid his cock from her throat, pulling it from her mouth with an audible pop, followed by a desperate gasp for air and heavy panting on her part.

"Did you enjoy yourself, Lulu?" Celestia purred as she petted the recovering Big Mac.

Luna didn't respond right away, still lost in the moment she had just had with Big Mac. She was almost contemplating of making Big Mac her personal consort, against his will if she had to. Almost. After a moment's reprieve, she merely smirked at her before she answered.

"I did," Luna answered, her speech a bit muddled, "Care to taste a sample?"

She then opened her mouth, and to Celestia's surprise she still had a mouthful of Big Mac's cum in her mouth, sloshing it around with her tongue rather lustfully. Luna closed her mouth before she climbed up and straddled Big Mac, as if oblivious to his presence, then leaned in and Frenched her older sister again, holding her by her chin while tilting her head up as she mouth-fed Celestia the last of Big Mac's first load. Celestia took it happily, and from where she leaned in Big Mac could hear every gulp she made as she swallowed, and was causing a hurting erection to return with a vengeance to his stallionhood. Luna and Celestia continued to share their passionate kiss for several seconds, the older sister prodding and sweeping the younger's mouth as she searched for the last morsels of their stud's cum, before they parted lips and tongues, a single silver string of a mix of their saliva and his seed still connecting them before it, too, separated.

"Delicious," Celestia purred, "I'm beginning to grow jealous of you going first, Lulu."

"You were the one who wanted to take him slowly, 'Tia," Luna replied smugly, gently stroking her sister's cheek with her thumb as she grinned, "And now you must wait a while longer," She smirked as she eyed Big Mac, still stunned from his climax, then downward towards his rehardened cock. "For I am far from being finished with him."

Luna scooted back as she aligned her hips with Big Mac's, then leaned in as she rested her hands on his chest and kissed him. Her tongue easily worked it's way into his mouth and around his, but Big Mac wasn't about to submit fully to her, and he kissed her back. Luna let out soft moans as his tongue responded, and they were growing louder the more he started taking control. Big Mac once again took the back of Luna's head, running his course fingers through her mane as he pressed into her kiss more, his strength returning with his growing arousal. Luna felt like she was melting, loving his dominance, but was quickly growing impatient for more. Her hands quickly felt down his body and towards his crotch, taking his member and stroking it slow but firmly as she aligned his second head with her quivering marehood. Big Mac grunted through their kiss when she stroked him, but when he felt the head of his cock press against Luna's wet entrance he had to pull away, effectively ending their kiss, as he groaned from the sensation. Luna and Big Mac stared lustfully at each other as they recovered from their separation, then she bit her lower lip as she started to lower her hips onto his cock. She sighed and moaned as she pressed the tip harder against her, worrying that it wouldn't even go in, until eventually a slick combination of his precum and her dribbling love juices coating his member allowed it to finally pierce her. Even with all her anticipation, she couldn't help but gasp loudly once he was finally inside her; he was massive! She whimpered and moaned as she lowered herself slowly and slid it deeper into her love tunnel and filled her, astonished by his girth.

Luna had to sit up on her knees and rest a hand against his abs as she lowered herself more onto Big Mac, tossing her head back and moaning with joy with every inch that impaled her. Meanwhile Big Mac gripped the edge of the bath tightly, any more and he was convinced he could fracture the marble edging like egg shells, as he groaned deeply, his cock gripped firmly by Luna's velvety soft insides. Luna's pussy was ridiculously good; he's had tight mares in the past, but she felt as if she'd never taken cock before. He had to remind himself that she and Celestia were Princesses, so their chances to actually bed a stallion more than once a year outside of their 'Champions' left them mostly untouched, but from what he's seen, heard, and felt so far, such physical innocence only went so far, with moral innocence clearly almost non-existent. This was especially so when he saw that Luna had already taken half of his thick cock into her, and was still sinking as she sought to hilt him. However, she would never attain it as he finally bottomed out in her, feeling his flared head press against her core, with almost two inches left below her. Luna leaned back more as she tried to lower her hips more, with Big Mac grunting more and she moaning loudly when she tried to take in more of him, pressing his head harder against her cervix, until she finally ceased. Both lovers panted as they took the moment, and Luna looked down at Big Mac as a seductive grin grew across her lips.

"You are...amazing," Luna panted, resting a hand on the slight bulge in her stomach that was made by his cock, "Never has there been a stallion I could not fully take."

Big Mac gave a small smirk back to the lunar princess, then sat up and took Luna's head as he pulled her into another passionate kiss. She moaned happily into it as his tongue made it's way into her mouth, then wrapped her arms around his neck as she started to grind her hips into his member. Big Mac let out several grunts as she went, before he separated from her, his breath trembling from their kiss and her working hips. He then lowered himself back down, only to find that Celestia had moved to the side for a better view, and he laid flat on the cool stone below him. Luna then leaned forward slightly, supporting herself up with her arms as she rested her hands against his rising and falling chest and letting her beautiful mane fall over her shoulders and hover just above him. She then lifted her hips, letting out a soft sigh as she felt several inches of Big Mac slide out, before bringing herself back down and bottoming out again, moaning loudly. She repeated this slowly for several more pumps, and once she became more adjusted to him she picked up speed and allowing more to leave and enter her. Big Mac instinctively gripped Luna's thighs, but did not allow himself to interrupt Luna as she started rolling her hips into his crotch with each thrust back into her, and let out a droll of grunts and moans as she went. If the farm stallion thought he was in heaven before, then he was definitely in some Paradise above that. His eyes never left Luna's as they made love, her contorted face as she stared at him telling him all he needed to know that she was loving this just as much as he was, if not more. After several more minutes of working on him, Luna wanted even more from the stallion, and so after taking one more thrust for herself she stopped and looked deeply into Big Mac's beautiful, big sap green eyes.

"Big Mac," she panted, "I want you to take me." She sat up, pressing her hips a bit more against his cock, as she took his hands from her thighs, and guided them to her hips and resting them there. "Please, love me the way only you can."

"Eeyup," Big Mac said as she gave her warm smile and nodded. Taking her firmly but gently by her hips, he guided her as he lifted her, earning a dreamy sigh from Luna, before firmly and quickly bringing her back down.

Luna moaned happily as Big Mac quickly and easily took over, expecting no less from their stud of the evening. She rolled her hips into him with each powerful thrust he made, the two in near-perfect sync with each other. Growing bold, Big Mac moved Luna faster on his twitching cock as she rocked back and forth with him, and she began to pant out shallow, shaking moans as she once again supported herself against his chest with her hands.

"Yes, Big Mac," Luna hissed, "Oh yes! Faster, harder! Give us more!"

Big Mac was more than happy to comply with her wishes. Abandoning some of his restraint, he began to bring her hips higher with each thrust out before firmly slamming her back down at a more brisk pace. Luna's moans grew louder and more frequent, with the occasional squeal of ecstasy whenever the head of his cock hit against her cervix, sending shivers through her being as her feverish moaning began to mix with her quickening, shallow pants. She was starting to lose control, her hips beginning to follow through all on their own with each rise and fall as Big Mac bucked her, to some surprise to the farm stallion. Feeling himself beginning to lose more to his own lust as well, Big Mac quickly withdrew his hands from her hips and opted to take a firm handful of Luna's lucious midnight blue and black-sploched flanks in each of his hands, kneading her soft flesh in his callused grip and eliciting a gasp from the princess.

While Luna and Big Mac were lost in their own lust-filled world, Celestia had managed to sneak into the warm waters of the bath and behind Luna's back, a devious smirk on her face and in her eyes. She then suddenly, yet gently, grabs at Luna's chest and pulls her back against herself, sitting her straight up while she gropes her breasts and forcing her to bounce on Big Mac's cock at an angle. Luna gasped in surprise, immediately going back to moaning happily while quickly looking back to Celestia.

"'T-'Tia," Luna managed to mutter out, her little outburst finally gaining Big Mac's attention. As he looked up, he was completely taken by the sight of Celestia groping Luna, the sight only exciting him more and driving him further into a lust-filled state.

"Did you really think I was going to just sit idly while you have all the fun, Lulu?" Celestia teased. She then playfully tweaked Luna's dark blue nipples, eliciting a yelp and moan from her younger sister and ultimately bending her to her will. Celestia let out a playful chuckle before looking down at Big Mac, her cheeks slightly flushed as her sinsister grin loomed. "Big Mac, you're being far too easy on Lulu. Did she not ask you to take her?"

Luna could only pant and moan while being double-teamed by both Big Mac and Celestia as she looked back to her once again. "'Tia...what are you...?" She was effectively silenced by Celestia when she twerked her rock hard nipples again. Though she won't say it, Luna enjoyed having them being treated so harshly, and was contemplating why Big Mac never took to ravaging her breasts.

"You have no need to hold back," Celestia continued, her cheeks growing rosier, "Go ahead and buck her senseless, Big Mac. Make her cum while she screams your name for more."

Big Mac swallowed dryly at Celestia's taunt, never losing his pace with Luna but for the first time he began to doubt. Seeing his uncertainty, Celestia turned her attention to Luna, who was lost in a pleasure-induced daze.

"And you," she purred rather sternly, tweaking Luna's hard nipples again and making her squeal in delight, "I know you've been holding back. Go ahead and tell him what you really want." Luna could only mutter something under her breath, struggling to keep sane from the onslought of pleasure from the two. Celestia twerkd her nipples again, making Luna squeal again. "Say it, Lulu."

Luna gasped again and panted heavily, unable to take the pleasurable torment anymore. "W-We want to be rutted, Big Mac!" she shouted, practically pleading to him. "Rut us until we lose all senses! Please, we have waited for far too long for you! Be the Alpha male we have been so patient for and make us yours!"

Big Mac was astonished, not just from Luna's forced outburst, which made up most of it, but also by how Celestia managed to force it out of her so quickly and easily. It was also the final straw that finally broke Big Mac, and he decided that he would throw all mannerisms to the wind along with the last of his restraint. If they wanted an Alpha male, then he was going to give them one, or his name wasn't Big Macintosh Apple.

"There, was that so hard?" Celestia teased. But before Luna could even respond, not that she could to begin with, Big Mac suddenly stopped. He gave a heated flare from his nostrils, gaining the attention of the two princesses as they eyed him curiously, and he furrowed his brow and stared sternly at them, a crook of a grin at hanging at the edge of his lips.

"Y'all wanna be rutted?" he said, a hint of teasing in his stern tone. He let out a drawn out groan as he slid out of Luna, until only his flard head was left inside her. "Then yer gonna get rutted, and y'all are gonna see how it's done the Apple way!"

Big Mac gripped Luna's flanks hard before he slammed her down with little mercy, bottoming out instantly and letting out a deep, loud groan. Luna screamed in ecstasy, having nearly came from just that glorious thrust, but before she could collect herself he was already repeating the process, pulling out of her until only the head was left and slamming back in. Celestia immediately backed away and watched the spectacle of her sister being rutted hard, a little surprised at Big Mac's sudden change, yet at the same time aroused by it.

"Oh dear," she muttered to herself as she lightly covered her mouth with one hand while the other began to rub at her nethers, "Perhaps I may have pushed him a little too hard."

Luna was in pure bliss as Big Mac dominated her. No, he was beyond that; he owned her! She no longer felt that she had any control, his firm grip on her flanks both preventing her from doing anything while also guiding her as he impaled her over and over again, and she absolutely loved it. And for the first time in decades, Luna had briefly forgotten everything about her title as Princess; right now, she felt like any other mare who was with her mate as they bucked and rutted each other like animals into that unspeakable plane of happiness. All the while, Big Mac was more than happy to finally be able to go all out with Luna, grunting and groaning as he marked her as his own. The few mares that he went this far with would've normally told him that he was being too rough, having to slow down some lest he hurt the poor girls. But the trade-off with finally being able to be as rough as he wanted with Luna, and possibly with Celestia later as well, was being able to reach new heights of pleasure that he thought he couldn't reach before with another. But such a trade would come at a cost, and Big Mac could feel a burning sensation starting build in the base of his stallionhood as he was quickly building up to his second orgasm of the evening. But he had to stick it out, wait until he could satisfy Luna first before he could allow himself to. Despite discarding his restraint and his manners towards them as Princesses, he still had his personal morals to them as ladies, as a gentlecolt and a stallion.

Luna felt her own orgasm begin to build within herself as well, and it was coming quickly. But she didn't want to cum by herself, she's done that enough already, and so she dug her nails into his skin to gain his attention as she looked down at him.

"B-Big Mac," she panted through her squeals of pleasure, "B-Big Mac, W-We are-AAAH!" She paused as she failed to tell him, their heated mating preventing her from speaking clearly. But Big Mac understood what she was trying to say, and answered her with a nod.

"S-Same here," Big Mac grunted out.

Luna's eyes lit up as he said this, and she tried once more to collect what was left of her self so she could give him the one coherant statement she so desperately wanted out.

"I-I-Inside," she pleaded, "P-Please, cum inside us! We must feel it! We beg of you!"

Normally this would the moment Big Mac would question any other mare whether or not they were absolutely sure they really wanted that, more for their sakes rather than his own. But Luna wasn't just any other mare, she's proven that to the farm stallion time and time again in just this one night alone. With the last of his doubts gone, he then lifted himself off of the stone floor, sitting up and wrapping his arms around Luna's waist, holding her hips down as he shifted to short, powerful thrusts into her. Luna wrapped her arms around Big Mac's neck as she anticipated their end, grinding herself into his member as he picked up more and more speed, and the two stared deeply into each other's eyes. After several moments Big Mac had finally reached his limits, and with one final thrust he groaned loudly as he held Luna down as firmly as he could and released his seed. Luna screamed in orgasmic bliss as she felt his hot load pour past her cervix and into her waiting womb, staining it white and triggering her own powerful orgasm that washed over her again and again with waves of pent-up pleasure as her love tunnel tightend and convulsed around Big Mac's member, milking her stallion for all he had, and drenching his crotch with a mix of their love juices. Big Mac quickly sealed her lips with a kiss to stifle her screams, the lunar princess accepting it and even kissing back feverishly as she continued to let out muffled screams of ecstasy. The two held their tight embrace as they rode out their orgasms, Luna's screams drowning to muffled moans with Big Mac giving several thrusts as he continued to give Luna load after hot load of his seed, until they were both spent.

Exhaustion quickly took hold of the two lovers, and Big Mac quickly fell back onto the stone floor with Luna right on top of him. The kiss they shared broke upon his impact, allowing the two to let out heavy pants for fresh air as they rested. Big Mac's member became limp enough where Luna could remove it, though she wished she never had to, and with what strength she had she slid off of him, his cock giving a slight pop as it exited her, and laid on her side next to him with an arm across his chest. Meanwhile Celestia saw the entire moment they shared pass by within a few seconds, nearly cumming herself as she stroked her marehood the more intense they became. She approached them after allowing some time to pass, her impatience now growing for her own time with the red stallion, but stopped and gave a light gasp at the state her sister was in. Neither Big Mac nor Luna were aware of this just yet, but Celestia noticed that her younger sister's belly had become distended just from Big Mac's seed alone, which was now slowly trailing out of her spent pussy. And for the first time, Celestia began to feel the same impatient, sexual longing that Luna had posessed at the beginning of the evening, her cheeks growing warm along with her nethers and the rest of her body, and for the first time legitimately became jealous of her younger sister. But even as her body began to go into a heated frenzy, she still knew that she had to get Big Mac back to rutting condition, and so with her devious mind she turned her full attention to the exhausted Luna.

While Big Mac was still recovering, Celestia approached Luna, and when she reached her she immediately dug her muzzle and tongue into her sister's drooling marehood, lapping up every drop of the stallion's seed that was escaping her for her own. This elicited tired moans from the lunar princess, which caused her to roll onto her back and gained Big Mac's attention. Big Mac was once again surprised at the sight before him, despite the string of actions the two have done with each other over the course of the evening, and felt his blood beginning to slowly return to his member. Celestia continued to pleasure Luna for a few moments more before she finally stopped, then pulled herself up and out of the warm waters of the bath and on top of her, straddling her as she pressed her waist against Luna's belly. She gave her sister a playful grin, which Luna returned with one of her own, tired as she may be, when she saw her muzzle half-covered in Big Mac's seed.

"How...dare you," Luna said weakly, "That is...my gift from Big Mac."

"Now now, Lulu," Celestia purred, gently taking Luna's chin, "Don't be selfish. You're old enough to know the importance sharing."

Celestia then planted a kiss on Luna's lips, the two quickly entangling their tongues with one another as Celestia took her turn to mouth-feed Luna Big Mac's seed. Luna and Celestia moaned happily as they kissed, neither swallowing immediately as they relished their prize within their tongues, both taking a simultaneous quick glance towards Big Mac to make sure he was watching. Much to their enjoyment he was, a look of shock lightly painted on his face as he watched them make out only pleasing them more, and their eyes locked with his as they intensified their little session for a moment longer before separating from his gaze and from each other's kiss.

"'Tia," Luna cooed happily, "He is...incredible."

"So I've noticed, Lulu," Celestia teased.

Luna smiled weakly before she gave a light nod. "He is all yours now."

A grin grew on Celestia's lips before she gave her sister a tender kiss on her cheek. She then turned her attention to Big Mac, her grin growing ever more as she made her way off of Luna, and sensually crawled on top of him. She rested the length of her body against his, her breasts firmly pressed against his chest, as she trailed her fingers gently across the left side of his face.

"Oh, how I've waited for this," she purred, then leaned in and kissed Big Mac.

He paused for a moment before he leaned into the kiss, propping himself up by his right elbow, while feeling through Celestia's etheral mane with his left hand. He prodded around her lips with his tongue, and she was more than happy to open her mouth and allow him in. She moaned softly as his tongue played with hers, and started to feel up and down Big Mac's sides, trailing the tips of her nails against his coat and skin, before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in more. After several more seconds Celestia released herself from Big Mac, the two of them gently panting, before she grinned and slid down and off of him, returning to the water and beckoning him to join her. Big Mac slid over the edge and into the bath, the immediate sensation of burning against his skin quickly melting away as his body adjusted, and joined Celestia as he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her again, pulling her in. Celestia gave a light giggle through his kiss that was followed by a soft moan as she wrapped her arms around his neck again.

The two shared their moment for a few seconds before Big Mac ended it, a confident grin forming at the edge of his lips as he stared deeply into Celestia's beautiful rosey eyes, before taking a handful of her flank. She jumped a bit in surprise, then slowly grinned at him.

"My, aren't you bold?" Celestia teased. Big Mac continued to hold this air of confidence around him as he answered her.

"Eeyup," he said, giving her perfect flank a good grope and forcing out a soft moan from Celestia, "Ah'm fixin' tuh take ya like Ah did Luna."

Celestia couldn't help but quiver at his words, his eyes now seeming to peer into her, as if to bend her to his will, and it was working. She didn't know whether he was just playing the Alpha male or if he was being legitimate, she didn't care as she wished with all her heart that he didn't stop.

"Oh," She sighed as she pressed herself more against him, "Are you, now?"

"Eeyup," he replied, his tone firm and confident, sending chills through Celestia once more, "And Ah'm gunna make ya pay fer all the teasn' ya gave to Luna."

Celestia's heart nearly skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but coo with anticipation as she felt his cheek. "Oh yes, Big Mac," she said, "Please, punish me."

Big Mac's grin grew more, then motioned his head towards the edge of the bath. "Then get over there an' bend over. Ah wanna see yer flank good an' high."

"Oh, as you wish," Celestia purred, placing a hand on his cheek as she strutted over to the bath's edge.

Big Mac watched her and her swinging hips with a smug grin on his face, but on the inside he was freaking out more than a nerd meeting his sci-fi hero in person at a convention. He still couldn't believe that Princess Celestia, the Goddess of the Sun, was bending to his will like she was some free-way floosy who sold her virtue for two Bits a pop. But even though things were going better than anything he could've ever fantasized, and she asking him to not refer to her as Princess and even rut her, he still wanted to make sure he wasn't stepping on her toes, figuratively or literally. Such thoughts were quickly forgotten when she finally reached the edge of the bath, and being as sensual as possible she lowered herself slowly and arched her back so her perfectly white flank would pop out more, before turning to look back at him lustfully. Big Mac took the hint and approached her, and when he came close enough he took a generous handful of both sides of her flanks, kneading the perfectly toned yet soft flesh in his hands and eliciting soft moans from the solar princess.

"Oh, Big Mac," Celestia purred, her eyes connecting with his, "You wouldn't happen to be one of those stallions that prefer flanks over breasts, are you?"

"Eenope," Big Mac replied, his grin curling more ever so slightly.

"Then, you prefer breasts?"

"Eenope," he answered, shaking his head. Celestia gave him a confused look, but before she could ask another question he released his hold on her flanks, then leaned in and took hold of Celestia's perfect tits in each hand, groping them firmly. "Ah like mah mares stacked on both ends."

Celestia's eyes went wide as her cheeks grew red from Big Mac's sudden attack and confession, but then they quickly half-lidded as she moaned loudly and happily from his massaging hands, arching her back more so he would have better access to them. He was incredibly skilled, his calloused hands and delicate touch a testiment to his experiences of the many years as a farm stallion; rough but not too gentle, groping and kneading her pearly white globes in just the right ways to elicit the most heated moans and pants from her. She clamped her eyes shut and yelped, followed by louder moans, when she felt his heavily calloused fingers begin to pinch and rub her sensitive nipples between them, feeling as though she were being teased with soft sand paper, and squirmed under him despite little room he gave her.

Big Mac withdrew his right hand from Celestia's breast, she giving a whimper of disapproval, and pulled aside her ever-flittering prismatic hair, exposing her neck. He then began to slowly leave a trail of soft kisses down the length of her spine, starting from the back of her left ear and trailing down the back of her neck. Celestia shivered with each soft peck, his lips sending small jolts up and down her being and leaving a small burning sensation where they last made contact with her skin, burning embers that only escalated her heated passions. He continued to leave a trail of kisses until he stopped at the large of her back, just in-between her shoulder blades and wings, when a thought popped into his head. Finding that now was the perfect opportunity, he took back his other hand and raeched for Celestia's left wing.

"Oh Big Mac," Celestia pleaded, "Why did you sto-OOH!"

Celestia was cut off when her eyes grew wide and she let out a loud moan as Big Mac began to gently stroke at the base of her wing bone, then let out more as he glided his fingers down the length of her wing towards the tips of her perfectly white feathers. Untold pleasures wracked Celestia's body without mercy, his gentle touches alone sending her into a whimpering fit as she trembled.

"Well, Ah'll be," Big Mac said rather confidently, Celestia quickly looking behind her to see him eyeing her now outstretched wing, "Guess Ah was right. Alicorn wings are jus' as sensitive as a pegasus's."

Celestia's eyes widened, knowing that she was in trouble. If Big Mac has had experience with pegasus mares before, then that meant...

"W-W-Wait, B-Big M-Mac, p-please," Celestia whimpered, "n-not my-AAHH!"

She was thrown into another untold wave of pleasure before she could finish pleading as Big Mac continued to gently stroke and play with Celestia's wing, her squeals of pleasure echoing into the night. As her left wing continued to be assaulted by Big Mac's touch, her right began to ruffle as it slowly began to rise on it's own, and Celestia felt her cheeks burn crimson. Before long, her other wing was now fully outstretched and stiff, exposing her wingboner to Big Mac and embarassing her to no end. But instead of some sny remark, Big Mac said nothing as he apparently tended to the other wing, both hands now working at the base of each of her wing bones and launching Celestia into untold pleasures as she squealed and whimpered in absolute bliss, her eyes nearly rolling back in her head as her tongue hung out with a string of her drool escaping the corner of her mouth.

She was losing her mind, and if Big Mac continued his assault on her hypersensitive wings like he was she would not only cum hard, but she could possibly even faint before she could have the chance to experience his stallionhood plow into her marehood and fill her like he did Luna. Big Mac then suddenly eased off of her wings, and the solar princess went limp as she panted for air, her wings still splayed wide out but laying on either side of her.

"That was fer breakin' down Luna," Big Mac said firmly, yet softly, as he gently pet her shoulder.

She remained that way for what felt like an eternity before she felt the familiar and tender kiss of Big Mac's lips as he resumed to trail down her spine and towards her flank. She wanted to confront him, saying that teasing her wings like he did was nowhere near as cruel as what she did to her younger sister, but she was so weak from wingplay, as well as her growing arousal from his dirty talk and as he came closer to her nethers, that she would allow it to slide, for now. When Big Mac finally reached her marehood, he took pause as he stared, her puffy pink lips twitching and dribbling her love juices down her thighs from having her wings played with. He took the moment to revel in the fact that he was about to eat out a princess's pussy, and so with a quick glance to the heavens and a small prayer to the Goddess above for such a divine meal, he returned his attention back to Celestia and began to plant soft kisses against her lower lips.

Celestia let out heated sighs as Big Mac planted several soft kisses against her marehood, having them escelate to soft moans as the pleasure from having him tend to her nethers beginning to outweigh the wingplay that nearly drove her insane. She bit down on her lower lip when he began to dig his muzzle into her, his hot breaths washing over her folds and sending shivers up her spine, yet she still felt no tongue from him as he continued to tease her with his lips, and it was driving her crazy. Big Mac felt he had waited long enough, and so with his left hand he took hold of Celestia's flank, her right thigh with the other, and used his thumb to slightly open her lower lips before he trailed the length of his tongue across her marehood slowly, savoring her flavor. Celestia let out a soft gasp as she felt his tongue drag across her, releasing her lip for a moment before biting down on it again and moaning happily as she felt his tongue draw across it again. She thrusted her hips into his muzzle slightly, begging him for more, and he answered promptly as he started grazing into her folds as his tongue explored her.

Celestia arched her back as she let out a string of moans, groping her breast as Big Mac continued to take small dips into her inner folds, letting out an occasional gasp when she felt him take a sudden dive deep into her love tunnel. Big Mac was enjoying himself as well, the solar princess's love juices being sweeter than fresh apple juice on his tongue as it flowed freely from her almost nonstop, driving him to go deeper and faster in his need for more. With his thumb no longer needed to hold her open, Big Mac would soon find a better use for it as he gently stroked it over Celestia's pearl. She let out a squeal and began to squirm out of reflex from his touch, but Big Mac's grip on her prevented her from squirming as he continued to bury his tongue in her while simultaneously pleasuring her sensitive nub, sending Celestia skyrocketing into Marevana and closer to her first orgasm of the night.

"Yes," Celestia whimpered, "Oh Big Mac, yes! R-Right there! just like that! Don't you stop! I-I'm so close!"

Big Mac complied and stayed his course, his tongue thrusting in and out of her while gently grinding at her pearl as he lapped up every glistening drop of Celestia's nectar. However, a thought came to him, and decided he wanted to try something, a trick he'd learned from a certain pink party pony back when he was secretly going out with her, and wanted to see if it would work on a Princess. He withdrew his tongue and moved his thumb aside, and before Celestia could protest he gently wrapped his lips around her swollen pearl and suckled at it, teasing it ever so slightly with the tip of his tongue. It did the trick, and Celestia screamed as her orgasm hit her, and hit her hard. She released her love juices all over Big Mac's muzzle, who quickly planted said muzzle into her marehood and worked his tongue at her as he attempted to both extend her orgasm and lap up as much of her juices he could drink. Celestia shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her before she finally came down from her orgasmic high, with Big Mac withdrawing his tongue from her marehood and once again hovered over her and petted her cheek.

"Wh...Where...in the...wide world...of Equestria...did...you...learn to...do...that?" Celestia panted as she smirked, still trying to collect herself. And for a brief moment Big Mac dropped his tough Alpha male persona for a moment as he bashfully smiled and scratched at his cheek.

"Let's just say a certain pink pony taught me that one," Big Mac answered, "She was a wild one, that mare."

Celestia giggled as some of her strength returned. "Remind me to thank her later. No stallion has ever made me cum like you just did."

A small smile began to grow on Big Mac's face, as well as Celestia's. She then lifted herself up from the hard cobblestone ground and, using her flank to both tease Big Mac's member and push him back, stood up and rubbed her elbows and arms, a little sore from being on top of hard stone for so long. She then rested her hands against the edge of the bath, then looked back at Big Mac with a sultry grin as she gave her flank a small teasing shake.

"We're not done yet, Big Mac," she purred, "Or have you forgotten that you wanted to soil me like you did my poor little sister?"

Big Mac grinned as he nodded and approached her. "That's right. Ah still gotta mark ya as mah woman." He then took a handful of her ample tit and kneaded it in his grip, before his other hand wrapped around her thigh and spread her legs.

"Oh yes, Big Mac," Celestia whimpered as she looked over her shoulder at him and stared deeply into his beautiful sap green eyes, feeling the length of his cock rub in-between her spread thighs as it threatened to enter her, "Do it. Break my royal cunt with your massive stallionhood and mark me with your Apple seed. Make it so no other stallion can ever hope to satisfy me!"

It was all the encouraging that he needed, and in nearly one swift motion, released Celestia's teat and gripped her hips, shifting her so his member aligned with her lower lips, and pressed his flared head against her. Celestia let out a heated sigh as his second head grinded against her marehood, demanding entrance despite her open welcome to be ravaged. He grunted a bit in frustration, then took hold of his member as he pulled Celestia in closer, to which she happily complied, and gritted his teeth as he massaged his flared head against her sopping lower lips, her juices slicking him enough to where he finally felt himself penetrate. Much like Luna, Celestia gasped and tensed when he felt him enter her, taken by surprise by his girth. She felt his hand return to her hip before he started thrusting in deeper, and she let out long, loud shallow moans as she felt her self being stretched and filled with his meat. Luna was absolutely right him, he was huge! She began to worry if she'll ever be suitable for marriage after he was through with her, but deep in her heart she prayed she'd never have to, unless it was to Big Mac himself. Oh, how quickly she'd abandon her crown if it meant having this farm stallion as her husband and rut her day after day! She began to tremble as she lost herself in her own little fantasy as Big Mac grunted and groaned the deeper he sank into his princess, figuring she was almost as tight as Luna was, then he felt his thighs touch her hips and his head against her cervix. He looked down at the trembling solar princess, and was rather astonished; she had managed to hilt him, though just barely.

"B-Big Mac," Celestia whimpered, "I-I can't take any more. You've filled me to my limits."

"A-Ain't much left tuh give, sugarcube," he groaned, "Y'all took the whole thing."

Celestia gave pause to what Big Mac told her. "Wh-What?" She looked down between her legs, and to her surprise she saw his balls -those beautiful balls- right between her legs, and she couldn't help but smirk. She looked back over her shoulder, that same smirk growing at the edge of her mouth, as her eyes half-lidded to give him a more sultry look. "H-How about that, a-a perfect fit."

"E-Eeyup," Big Mac grunted, leaning in and peppering Celestia's neck with kisses. She giggles a bit, then reaches back and pets the back of his neck.

"Enough of that," she purred, "Now rut me. Rut me until I can't walk straight!"

Big Mac gave her a smug grin as he licked the back of her ear. "Bitin' off more than you can chew, sugarcube."

With that, he gripped her hips more and slowly pulled out of Celestia until only he left only an inch or two inside her, then slammed into her, grunting loudly as he bottomed out. She let out a squeal of delight, her entire body shuddering from the force alone, then let out drawn out moan as he left her, feeling empty, then filling her again and rutting her into bliss. After several slow pumps Big Mac felt it was time he finally give what his princess wanted, and began to thrust faster and harder into her love tunnel, making Celestia nearly scream in ecstasy in his change of pace. She gripped at the edge of the bath as she tried to steady herself, with Big Mac lurching her forward with each of his powerful thrusts, and began to feel her legs grow weak from every wave of pleasure that washed over her as he mated with her.

"Y-Yes!" Celestia cried, "H-Harder, Big Mac! Faster!" She looked back to him, a sly grin trying to form at the edge of her gaping mouth, "I-I'm a big mare, I can take it."

Big Mac gave her another smug grin before he leaned in and scooped her up by her swinging tits, then groped them as she arched her back. Celestia yelped in surprise, but quickly settled as she moaned happily and gripped at his arms.

"Yer a big mare, alright," Big Mac teased, then gave her nipples a gentle pinch. Celestia threw her head back and moaned loudly, her cheeks growing even more red. "More like yer sister than Ah thought."

He lowered her back down to have her rest on her hands at the edge of the bath again as he groped and kneaded her breasts and resumed to rut her senseless, Celestia squealing in delight with every graze of his flared head against her cervix. Big Mac then began to pick up speed after an untold amount of time, grunting and flaring his nostrils loudly as he felt his third orgasm begin to build and boil in his balls and the base of his cock. Celestia's legs were starting to shake as her strength began to waver, but she was doing all she can to just stand as she felt her orgasm begin to build right alongside with Big Mac's. She didn't want to cum just yet, she wanted to last just a bit longer, to feel him continue to rut her into the ground like the sex-starved mare she was, but dammit he just had to be so good! She fell to her elbows as her arms gave way, and looked back to Big Mac as she reached back and placed a shaking hand over his.

"Oh B-Big Mac," she moaned, "I-I'm close, I'm so close! P-Please tell me you're about to cum too!"

"E-Eeyup," he groaned out as he continued to rut her, his eyes meeting hers.

"Do it," she begged, "Please, go ahead and cum! You don't have to hold yourself back for my sake!"

Big Mac groaned as he leaned in and rested his head on her shoulder as he began to give shorter, more powerful thrusts into Celestia, she giving a squeal of delight with each thrust he made, taking the hand she placed on him into his. He was picking up more speed, and Celestia's entire body trembled with anticipation for his release, her core quivering to be filled and ruined and her body burning up as though it would catch fire.

"B-Beg for it," Big Mac growled, and Celestia quickly looked back to him. What she saw was a mix two things in the sweating stallion's face, one part being a smug look on his face and the other part a playful look in his eyes. Celestia mentally smiled as she realized what he was doing, but before she could answer he started again. "Ah said beg for it," he "ordered" again as he gave a powerful thrust, sending shockwaves through Celestia's shaking frame. "Ah was nice enough fer Luna, but y'all are gunna have tuh earn yer keep."

Celestia had to collect herself before she could answer, the waves of pleasure starting to build up within her uncontrollably clouding her mind as her orgasm was just about there, her breaking point just one glorious moment of union with him away.

"Oh Big Mac," she pleaded, "Please, cum inside me! Cum inside me and give me every last drop! Be my Alpha male and grace me with the privilege to bear you and your kin another Apple!"

While he did want her to beg, Big Mac hadn't anticipated her to plead him to breed a foal into her, and it nearly threw him off. But the comment, however, was enough to push the big farm stallion over the edge, and with one last final thrust into his mare, mate, lover, and Princess, he wrapped his free arm around Celestia's chest and buried his cock as deeply as he could and groaned out one last "Eeeyup!" as he finally released his seed into her. Celestia screamed in ecstasy as he came, his hot seed filling her royal womb triggering her own orgasm, sending and gushing out a mix of their love juices against Big Mac's thighs. She shuddered with each wave of pleasure that washed over her from her climax, along with every pulse of Big Mac's cock as he released load after hot load of his Apple seed into her craving womb, until her belly was swollen and rounded, and he was spent. The two nearly collapsed from exhaustion on top of one another, Big Mac catching himself by landing on his elbows before he accidentally put his full weight on top of the panting Celestia, and he brought his free hand over to take and mesh his fingers around Celestia's other hand.

The two remained in place for a while longer, before his member was limp enough and he pulled out of her, she giving a slight whimper of his leaving. He rolled over onto his back, and was immediately met with Celestia cuddling up to his left arm. He looked to her, and saw her smiling up at him, and he smiled back before he felt another taking his right arm. When he looked that way, he saw Luna there, also taking hold of his arm, and smiling quite happily at him.

"Welp," Big Mac panted, "One night down, two tuh go." The two princesses giggled, and he looked to them, rather curious why they were laughing.

"Oh Big Mac," Luna purred as she traced circles on his chest, "We didn't say anything about starting your three days and nights with us tonight."

"Consider this more like a warm-up for what we have in store for you," Celestia purred, a deviant smirk growing on her lips.

Big Mac looked to the two princesses nervously as they both stared at him hungrily, then groaned as he plopped his head down against the cool stone floor and stared up at the canopy of stars. The next three days are going to be one hay of a ride, and all he could think to himself is what did he get himself into?

To be continued...?

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Thank you for reading, everypony! But before you leave a review or return to read more glorious fanfiction, or check Facebook, whatever, a few parting words. First, I have had thoughts of expanding this story from a one-shot, and adding three more chapters, one for each day and night that Big Mac has with the Princesses on an individual level, but I want to know what YOU think? Want to see what happens in those three days and nights? Want to be left in the dark to your own imagination? PM me or leave a short comment in a review! I'd love to know!

The second thing I want to say it that for those that have, will, or might ask about a sequel, know that I do have a working idea to do so if I get to it, and that there will be a third addition to Princess Luna's and Celestia's little "fun time" with their Champion. Who's going to be, you ask? Fu fu fu, I won't tell you so easily, you're just going to have to wait for the sequel like everypony else.

That being said, thanks again, and be kind; review. (closes the silk curtains)