Domo Arigato, Pony Robot: Part II

>"C-Careful!"
>My god
>Why the fuck did you let her be awake for this
>Horn-replacement surgery was one of the most delicate, intricate procedures possible
>A highly magical organ, the horn is connected to the skull by an intricate mesh of bone, neurons, special magically-conductive tissue called "Arcanetrion," and skin
>A good portion of this tissue goes directly to the brain
>Specifically, the areas of higher cognition
>One wrong move and you're going to lobotomize Twilight
>Not that it strictly matters
>You have weekly backups of her for the past two and a half centuries
>"B-Be sure not to cut into the magic-conducting lobe!"
>You roll your eyes, leaning forward
>Twilight's head is secured by metal bolts in several places
>You do have her horn sawed half off, after all
"You do realize I could just make a robot body for you, right?"
>"Y-Yeah, but-- This one is special! C'mon, you haven't gone full-robot yet either!"
"Pretty fucking close, ain't I?"
>You show off a bit, extending most of the gadgets out of yourself
>You look sort of like an octopus when you do that, due to all the cables
"Besides. If it was so 'special,' you wouldn't have blown your horn out trying to conduct the 'quatuor alveo' spell by yourself."
>"I-- I did all the calculations beforehand! I have no idea what went wrong!"
"Well don't look at me! I can barely do basic magic! I don't know anything about that shit."
>Twilight rolls her eyes
>"You're only had magic since I installed that panel in your chest. And that was, what, two years ago?"
>You shrug, turning your attention back to her half-off horn
"Yeah. I think."
>"You could try to take a more active interest in it."
"I know, I know. I already promised to take classes from you. But you better bet your ass I'm going to make you sit down in front of a terminal too."
>Twilight probably would nod, if she could move her skull at all
>"For now, can you focus on replacing my horn?"
"I'm trying, okay? Jesus."
>You move the bone tool in again, making another incision around the base of her horn
>It vibrates at rapid speeds, cutting into her flesh
>It's slow work
>Horns are incredibly strong
>Twilight actually toyed around with the idea of growing them in vats and making ships out of the material, but they turned out to be too dense to fly or float
>And way too hard to work with
"Almost... there..."
>Finally, you make it through the hard outer shell, and into the soft tissue inside
>Now it's pretty simple
>First off, cut off all connections
>You draw the bone tool back, inserting a micro-scalpel into the hole
>You easily go through the connective tissue
>"Uhhh..."
"Something wrong?"
>You tilt your head, looking down at Twilight
>Shit
>She's going green
>"Is this... Is this what Humans feel like all the time?"
"What?"
>"N-no magic?"
>You shrug
"Pretty sure you're feeling a lot worse. I'm... Not actually aware of any awake horn amputations that have been done intentionally."
>She smiles, weakly
>"C-Couldn't let you do it alone."
"Of course. Now..."
>A much larger bone-removal-device drops from the ceiling, stopping in the air just above Twilight
>It looks almost like a giant nail-clipper
>As primitive as it is, this is the most effective way of horn removal
>You draw it downwards, aiming at the base of the horn
"Even with those anesthetics, this is... Going to suck a bit."
>You position her horn between the things jaws
"On three-"
>"Don't count! Counting is just going to make it-"
>She doesn't get time to finish her sentence as your mind sends a command to close the clippers
>With several hundred tons of hydraulic force, they snap Twilight's horn clean off
>She screams in agony
>Only for a second, though
>The machines she's hooked up (specifically, the needle 5 inches deep into her brain) quickly relieve her of the pain
>"Ahhh... That's so weird."
"You're tellin' me. Normally I have you to do this part when we do these surgeries."
>"Not like I can do it on myself."
"No. Of course not. Now..."
>You open up the jaws and collect her horn, setting it in a jar of disinfectant
>Although it's totally useless, a lot of unicorns liked to keep it as a souvenir
>Apparently a lot of them mounted it somewhere, like a deer's head. You'd even seen a few pictures of horn-based-coathangers
>Maybe Twilight would do something with it
>Now that her old horn is out of the way, you turn your attention to the hole that's left in her skull
>You direct a beam of light down it
>Let's see...
>There's still a big mass of nerves, bundled up against her brain
>Now's the really dangerous part
>You let another tool drop from the ceiling
>This thing has some sort of technical name, but you always called it a chomper
>Designed to remove the dense bundle of various tissues directly below the horn, it's essentially a tiny little mouth. It takes a bite out of tissue, sucks it up, and disposes of it safely
>Clean, efficient, precise
>A buddy of yours from the old research group designed it, with another Stallion
>You were actually a groomsman at their wedding
>Fun stuff. That was... What, two years before you started to work on Luna's project?
>Man, you really need to call him...
>But right now, you have tissue to remove
>You slowly lower the tool, sweat starting to collect on your brow
>Okay, Anonymous
>No big deal
>Just... The most complex and sensitive tissue in Twilight's entire body
>And if you fuck up by even a millimeter you are going to murder her
>You take a deep breath, then lower the chomper
>C'mon... Not that hard...
>You aim for the sparkling purple tissue, thoroughly cleaning it out
>You have to get every last bit or this isn't going to work
>You descend deeper into her head, being sure not to hit any lobes
>"S-So. Going well up there?"
"Yeah. Perfectly fine."
>You zoom in your vision for a particularly tricky bit
>Oh Christ
>Why the fuck did you agree to do this
>"Is, uh-- Is Luna doing okay?"
>Surprisingly, her talking is actually helping you out
>Making you feel less stressed
>Worst thing that happens, she gets a new body
>It's not that terrible
"Yeah. She's doing very well."
>Okay
>Now for the bit by the Starswirl artery
>Not that complicated
>The vessel is responsible for circulation to the magical areas of the brain
>It's fucking huge, but pretty durable
>You're fine
"Her and her sister are out to lunch right now, actually."
>"R-Really?"
"Yeah. I think they're buying you get-well presents."
>You notice the beeps on Twilight's heart-rate monitor speed up slightly
>"Oh. That's... Uh, that's nice."
"Yeah. Celestia's really worried about you."
>The beats increase in pace again
>"Worried?"
"Yeah, worried sick. Luna says she can't stop talking about you. If I didn't- FUCKING HELL!"
>WHAT
>THAT
>ISN'T- IS NOT POSSIBLE
>NO FUCKING UNICORN CAN GENERATE ANY KIND OF MAGIC IN THAT TISSUE
>THE HORN IS FUCKING REQUIRED
>And yet, defying all logic, your chompers just got zapped
>By a pretty fucking powerful surge, too
>It's not that huge of an effect
>They move about a half centimeter to the right
>That tiny movement, though, has huge fucking consequences
>"W-What is it?"
>You feel your arm shake
>Oh, Jesus, this is going to be like something out of a horror movie
"Twilight. Listen to me, okay?"
>You lean downward
>Twilight screams
>Which she's apt to do
>Since the fourth-largest artery in her body was just spewing blood all over your surgical mask and face
"Don't worry, okay? I have you on tape. I'm flushing your consciousness right now."
>"AN- WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?"
"You surged-- magically! Your Starswirl artery, it's..."
>You see tears stream down her face
>"Am-- Am I-"
"Yeah this body is a fucking goner."
>Shit
>The engineer in you kicked in for a second there
>Twilight tries to put on a brave face as the color starts to drain from her
>She has about 3 seconds of organic life left
>Max
>You reach out a hand and stroke her face
"Ssshh. It's okay. It's fine. Everything will be fine. I promise."
>The life is already almost entirely gone from her eyes
>You listen to the heart monitor as it flatlines and the pony in front of you goes limp
>You stare into her dead eyes for a moment
"...Well."
>You send signals firing down the cable in your arm
>A blast of water hits you in the face, cleaning all the blood off it
>A burst of hot air dries you off a second later
>You stand up, twisting your wrist and removing all the instruments out of Twilight's body, including her head-brace
>She slumps forward, and you push her back upwards, flattening out the surgical chair
>You send it wheeling off to the other end of the room, into a scanning chamber
>Always best to get the dimensions down when they're fresh
>You sit down in a chair, spinning over to a keyboard
>You open up a terminal and crack your knuckles
"Let's get to work."
>Celestia and Luna knock on your door three hours later
>"A-Anonymous? Is everything okay?"
>Oh, fuck
>You forgot to tell them
>Without looking over your shoulder, you open the door
>They step inside
>Celestia is the first to speak
>"W-Where's Twilight?"
>You point at the server in front of you
"/user/Anonymous/brainfiles/TwilightSparkle.brn, on the third SSD on that server."
>Celestia gasps
>"Y-You mean?"
"Her body's getting scanned right now."
>You turn around, just in time to see Celestia's ears droop and her back slump
>"I-- Is she going to be okay?"
"Her body? FUCK no. I hit the Starswirl artery. She bled out in ten seconds."
>Celestia looks like she's going to puke
"Don't worry, though. I got it handled."
>You scoot your chair out a bit, gesturing to the screen
"I'm setting up a nice little virtual enviroment. Lots of books and keyboards and shit. She can help me design the new one!"
>Celestia looks at you, raising an eyebrow
>"Can't you just use Luna's designs?"
"Yeah, if she was Luna. I could also use a stock pony if she was an Earth, Unicorn, or Pegasus. But she's an Alicorn. A bit more tricky."
>Celestia nods
>"I-- I should call her parents."
"Nah, let her brother do it. I'll call him up in a minute. Let her speak to him."
>You go back to typing
>You weren't telling Celestia the whole truth
>Before you made that environment for Twilight, you were checking her core dumps
>You actually figured out why she sparked
>What emotion set it off
>And it was directed at Celestia...
>From the way she's freaking out about it, you have a feeling she might feel the same way...
>You don't look up from your keyboard
"I, uh... I think I know what caused her to spark."
>"W-What is it?"
>Celestia is obviously holding back tears
"Well, uh, I did a core dump. Pretty much a brain-scan of the minute or so right before she, uh, died."
>You keep typing
>"(cons ("...
"There was pretty much a big, uh, emotion surge. Of, well, a combination hope, lust, and love emotion."
>You keep clacking away
>"(call/cc (lambda (x)(simulate"...
"Basically, uh, I said that you couldn't stop talking about her, and she, uh... Kinda got excited."
>You don't look back, but you can hear total silence
>Shit
>"S-She-- what do you mean?"
>You turn around, sighing
>You continue to mash the ")" key with your finger
>Fucking Lisp
"She likes you. Uh-- A lot."
>"Likes?"
"Or loves. Maybe."
>Celestia blinks, and you see tears welling up in her eyes
>"She... truly?"
"Yeah. I mean... Ask her yourself, in a second."
>You finish closing up the function, then press the "compile" button
>It takes about two minutes, but you soon hear a voice come through your speakers
>"H-Hello? Where am I?"
>You lean over, speaking into the stick microphone just above your computer
"Yo, Twilight. You remember me fucking up the surgery, right?"
>"N- Oh my god. I-- I'm dead."
"Your body is. You're fine."
>"I'm-- Where is this?"
"Simulation. Figured you'd want to read and shit while I make you a new body. But, uh-- I have somebody here with a question for you."
>You lean backwards, pointing the mic at Celestia
>"T-Twilight?"
>The room goes silent for a moment
>"Yes... Princess?"
>"I... Anonymous said that he, uh-- you sparked because of-- of me. Because you-- You lo-"
>Celestia grits her teeth, hanging her head
>You can hear Twilight quietly sobbing through the speakers
>Luna is able to restrain herself for about a minute before groaning and leaning into the mic herself
>"Twilight, my sister has had a massive crush on you for two hundred years. She needs to know if you feel the same way."
>The room stays silent for a while
>"I-Is that true?"
>Celestia nods
>You wait for her to realize that Twilight can't see her, then roll your eyes and speak yourself
"She just nodded. Also, she doesn't understand the concept of a microphone"
>You get a death glare from Luna
>Shit
>She's so going to yell at you for that later
>"P-P-Princess, I- I--"
>Twilight's eyes are probably filling up with tears right now
>"I wish I could-- Could run into your arms and tell you that I- I love you too, but- I can't because I'm-- I'm-- I'm dead!"
>Twilight unleashes a new wave of sobs
>You roll your eyes agin
"Digital. Big difference."
>"I still don't have a body!"
"Yeah, I know, but I bet I could make ya a new one in like... a month and a half."
>"T-That quick?"
"I already have experience from Luna, and technology has progressed quite a bit. I'll get ya up and running in no time."
>"B-But- If I'm n-not me, C-Celestia, would you still...?"
>The princess rushes to the microphone and grabs it with a hoof
>"Of course I would! Did I abandon my sister when she lost her biological form?"
>"N-No."
>"Then why would I abandon you? You are still going to be the most loving, kind, wonderfu-"
"Jeez, alright already. Christ. To be honest, I thought you guys already did this shit, and you were like, fucking behind the throne room or something."
>"Y-You suspected?"
>"Sister, it was obvious. I too thought you were already involved in a secretive relationship."
>"B-But when did you gain these suspicions?"
"Our wedding. You guys danced the entire fucking time."
>Twilight sniffles
>"He- He has a point."
>Celestia touches the monitor in front of her with a hoof, where Twilight's simulation is currently displaying diagnostic information in a terminal
>You twitch, but let her touch it
>"I-- I have been separate from you for too long, Twilight. I too long to touch you, to feel you, to-- Express what I have kept hidden."
>You roll your eyes again
>You turn back to your terminal, opening up the Scheme REPL
"Yo, Celestia. Could you press the power button on that monitor over there?"
>"Wh- Oh. Yes."
>She taps it with her horn
>The monitor flickers to life, showing your desktop
"Let's see here. First, I add a Camera..."
>You type away for a few seconds
"Then, I just add a render-frame step for each loop through the simulation, and..."
>A window appears on your screen
>You move it over to the one in front of Celestia and maximize it
>Twilight appears on the screen, looking into the distance
>Holy shit, you fucked up the colors on that bookshelf something fierce
>And the luminosity value
>They look like they're make of fucking ice, or something
>You need to fix that
>That can come later, though
>Celestia stares at her
>"T-Twilight?"
>"Yes, Princess?"
>Twilight continues to look in the opposite direction
>Right, shit
>You type some more lines
>"(add-object (file-load-object "~/Documents/render/resources/camera) (get-position camera))"
>You lean into the mic
"To your left."
>Twilight turns left
>Her eyes center on the Camera, widening
>She bounds over to it
>"Princess!"
>She stands, looking at it
>"C-Can you see me?"
"Yeah. She can. Now, let's see..."
>You type some more stuff
>Thankfully, you already have most of this program finished
>Lots of good abstractions
>Celestia murmurs to herself, putting her hand on the screen
>"You're so beautiful..."
>It doesn't take you long to add a video screen, then replace the Camera with it
>Now, let's see...
>You have a robot bring you a webcam, then plug it in
>You position it under the screen, then type a few more commands
>"Princess!"
>Twilight gasps
>"I-- Wow, Anonymous. You did that fast."
"Scheme is cool. Anyway, the I/O on this is abstracted away. So I can easily run this through the palace network. Put something up in Celestia's room, or something."
>Luna trots over next to you and sits down
>Twilight and Celestia's eyes both light up
>"That would be great!"
>You smile and nod
"I'll write some client-side software today. Shouldn't take that long. I'll just use some random open video protocol."
>Celestia and Twilight both nod, happily
>"Thank you so much, Anonymous."
"Anytime."
>"Mind if I, uh, stay with her? Until you can finish it?"
"Sure. Here."
>You grab a pair of headphones from the side of your desk, tossing them to her
"Grab that and the webcam and go into the guest room. There's a monitor there that's connected to this computer. Plug both things in and you guys can talk while I write this."
>Celestia nods, leaving the room
>Luna waits until she's out of earshoot, then turns to you
>"You do realize that they're going to be cyber-fucking like rabbits by a week from now, right?"
"Oh, hell yeah. I'd offer to connect an artificial vagina to Twilight's brain, but I think that might be too forward."
>Luna snorts
>"I did rather enjoy that one time we did that. We should do it again."
>You shrug
"Eh, if I have another business trip that you can't go on, sure. It was great last time."
>"Indeed. Now. You need to get to work, yes?"
"Yeah."
>"I'll look over Twilight's measurements"
>Recently, Luna has been getting into your area of work
>She learned surprisingly fast
>Of course, she's not even close to being ready to design anything, but she was a really helpful assistant
>Thank god, too
>You have a huge project, and your old partner is, well, inside a computer
>Without her, you'd be flying solo
>You turn back to your terminal, still keeping Twilight's diagnostics on another screen
>Now, let's see...
>Two months later, you're planning out the magical circuitry for Twilight's brain
>As the princess of Magic, she's... Well, fucking magic
>Really fucking magic
>So creating that kind of energy, and regulating it, is probably your hardest task on this particular job
>Luna stands over you
>Twilight, meanwhile, is on a nearby screen
"Could we just use a Poole Transformer?"
>"Can you really make one small enough to fit inside my skull, while leaving room for my brain?"
"Well, no, but maybe I put the brain in the chest cavity, and... No, fuck, then you'd get miniscule sight lag."
>"Yeah. Hm. You could put the transformer into my chest cavity."
"Yeah, but where am I going to find a magical conductor that can transport that amount of energy up to the horn without being half a foot thick?"
>"You have a point."
>You hold your head in your hands
>Shit, fuck, shit
>You have to give Twilight all her magic, but...
>How the fuck are you supposed to do that?
>Luna, to your surprise, speaks up
>"Anonymous. There's room in her chest for a transformer, correct?"
"Well, yeah."
>"So."
>She taps you on the chest
>Right where you got your magic implant
>"Why not just pipe the magic out of a transmitter in her chest directly?"
>You and Twilight both look at her
"That would work. Wow."
>"And we could give a secondary magic source in the horn, for small tasks."
"Yeah. Holy shit."
>You move your mouse around, sketching out the idea
"Yeah. Holy shit. That's going to work. Luna, you're a genius."
>You kiss her on the mouth
"Oh, shit. We could use a Stallman Chrystal for conducting if it's that close."
>"Stallman Chrystal? With that, I might-- I might gain magical ability!"
>You clap your hands
"Hot shit. Awesome. Let's get to work on those diagrams..."
>Two months after that, you're finally working on the gritty details of implementation
>There's a lot of possible tradeoffs to make
>Battery capacity for maneuverability
>Desirableness for weight
>And, of course...
>"I think we need to include a dick attachment right out of the box. Just hand it to her. She's going to need it."
"Well, I mean... She's like, a lesbian, right? Don't they dislike dicks?"
>"Well, a generic strap-on attachment, then!"
"How do you know she's going to... Y'know, ever be on top?"
>Luna rolls her eyes
>"I've known my sister for a few hundred thousand years, and Twilight from the moment my banishment ended. Trust me, Twilight is going to be pounding her as she screams for more."
"Jesus. That's a weird thought to have about your fucking sister."
>"We're not technically biologically related."
>You freeze for a second, suppressing a suggestion that is definitely going to result in her divorcing your ass
"Still weird. But, if you say so..."
>"You have to make it hot-swappable. A two-step process, at most."
"Yeah. And let her keep the vagina, right?"
>"Certainly."
"Maybe something like this?"
>You start to sketch out the idea
"Basically, there's these holes right around her stomach, which are really more like slots. They close when not in use. So, you grab the dick..."
>You draw a crude penis
"And you slot it into place, but then we also use the things which secure it in for I/O."
>Luna claps her hooves together
>"Wonderful, Anonymous. I'm sure my sister will enjoy it."
>You nod
>"...And speaking of enjoyment. I think we need a break."
"Oh?"
>"Yes. A break to... relax."
>You move your head in a bit closer to hers
"Relax?"
>She responds in kind, inching towards you
>"We've been working very hard."
"Very hard indeed."
>At this point, your heads are right next to each other
>Luna makes the first move, grabbing the back of your head with magic and pulling in
>Work forgotten, you kiss your wife
>Two weeks after that, the day has finally arrived
>Assembly day
>All of Twilight's parts are laid out in front of you on a massive table
>Luna stands at your side
>Both of you are in lab coats
"Right. Let's get to work, then?"
>"Affirmative."
>You grab her chest cavity, turning it so it opens to you
>All of her wires are already exposed
>So. First things first.
>You socket in her artificial stomach, connecting the proper wires
>Luna, meanwhile, works on assembling a leg
>You keep catching her eye
>Man, those eyes...
>No
>Back to work
>Her digestive system safely in place, you grab an esophagus
>It's relatively quick work
>Soon, a rough outline of Twilight is in front of you
>You wipe off the sweat from your brow
"Shit. You wanna get the configuration going?"
>"On it."
>Luna grabs a cable off the wall
>She plugs one end into Twilight's flank
>The other into the back of her head
>You can see the gears turn in her head
>"Hm. Any idea what Twilight's hunger threshold should be?"
"Fuck. How much did she eat?"
>"A surprising amount."
"Set it pretty low, then. It'll feel natural."
>Luna nods, going back to work
>You, meanwhile, continue adding in small parts
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    >You try to concentrate on your work, but it's becoming difficult
    >Your wife keeps catching your eye
    >The way her main falls across her neck, and how she looks at the new body in front of you...
    >She's never been more beautiful
    >She notices you looking, blushing
    >"Is there something on my face?"
    "No. You just... Look good working."
    >She smirks
    >"Thanks, Anonymous."
    >You go back to your work
    >Two auxiliary batteries in her legs
    >Servos in the elbows
    >Eventually, her limbs are fully assembled
    >You snap them into place
    >A few seconds later, your wife takes the cable out of her neck
    >"Configuration is done."
    "Cool. Wanna help me put in this Stallman transformer?"
    >"Of course. Here. I'll hold these panels back."
    >Luna spreads Twilight's chest cavity open with her hooves
    >You grab the transformer and lower it into place
    >Your arms brush against hers as you do so
    >You both stare into each others' eyes for a second, then get back to work
    >You connect all the magically-conductive wires
    >"Good?"
    "Good."
    >Luna legs go of Twilight's chest panels
    >They snap shut
    >Luna grabs the Stallman Chrystal and fits it into place
    >You look at your creation
    >A fully-functional robot body
    >Luna turns to you, smiling
    >"That felt good."
    "Y-Yeah. Making, uh... a body with you."
    >She avoids your gaze
    >"This, uh... Reminded me of other things a husband and wife do."
    "Like, what... kids?"
    >"Y-yeah. I've always, uh, wanted to make new life with you. So even thought I can't do it naturally, in a way, I just got my wish."
    "Who says you can't do it naturally?"
    >Luna's head whips back to you, eyes widening
    >"What?"
    "You-- I mean, there's a womb implant in you for a reason."
    >"I-- I assumed that was cosmetic!"
    "Did you read the manual? Of course it isn't. It's fully-functional."
    >Luna leans into you
    >"I'm... I'm fertile?"
    "Yeah. I mean, I have to do some modifications like 4 months in to accommodate the stretching -- 2 months in if you have twins, probably -- but yeah. You can have kids."
>Luna closes her eyes
>"Anonymous. I have a confession."
"Yes?"
>"I have been fantasizing about Twilight's new body as if it were our child for the past month."
>You stand, silently, waiting for her to continue.
>"Ever since I-- Since I married you, I wanted to bear you children. I've always wanted foals, and-- And perhaps I am being irrational, but I believe that assembling Twilight has only increased my reproductive instincts. In short, Anonymous, I would like to have kids with you. At the nearest possible opportunity."
>You bite your lip
>Part of you didn't know if you were ready
>The other part...
>Visions of playing with foals dance in your head
>Teaching them basic programming and electronic engineering
>Taking them to band practice
>You sigh
"I'd love to, but-- Well, You can have kids, but I can't with you. We'll need to find donor sperm."
>"What?"
>Luna looks at you, confused
>"I did not know you were infertile."
"I'm not. I just-- I'm human, y'know?"
>"So?"
"What do you mean, 'so?' There's no way we're biologically compatible."
>Luna shakes her head slightly, confused
>"I'm an Alicorn, Anonymous. We can reproduce with just about anything."
>You feel your breathing increasing in pace
>H-Holy shit.
>You can be a dad.
>That's-- That's actually possible.
"You, uh- I can regulate your ovulation. I can, uh-- You can be ready for sperm in a few minutes."
>Luna's eyes widen
>"Do- Would you really want to do this now?"
"Why not? Twilight has to get her consciousness downloaded, and we've been married for a while. I think-- I think I'm ready. Are you ready?"
>"I-- I don't know, but- I don't really care that much. Let's-- Let's do it. Let's have foals."
>You pull her into an intense kiss
>It's like some animal urge has taken over you
>You need to reproduce with her
>Right now
>You plug a cable into the port just underneath one of her flanks, slotting the other end into your arm
>You only take a few seconds to navigate the menus
>"Organs -> Reproductive -> Ovulation -> Start"
>Luna stares at your eyes
>"Well?"
>You grab her head behind her neck
"It's done. You-- You've in season right now."
>She tackles you to the ground before you can react, shoving her tongue in your mouth
>She pulls back, a long strand of artificial saliva branching between you
>"I'm going to make you a Daddy."
"Y-Yeah. Oh, wait, really quick-"
>You raise your arm
>A bunch of cables crash into Twilight's body, starting the final configuration and download step
>You wrap the arm around Luna
"I love you."
>"Show me."
>You smirk
>Luna makes quick work of your pants with her magic, throwing them off yourself
>You can feel the end of her labcoat on the bare skin of your upper thighs
"You're positive about this, right?"
>"Give me foals, dammit."
>She kisses you again, rocking her hips forward
>Your head rests at her entrance, and she pushes back
>You stroke her back as she takes you inside her
>"You're amazing."
"Not as much as you."
>She smirks, kissing you again
>Her hips starts to rock across your body
>She does all the work, taking full control
>God, she's so beautiful
>It almost hurts to look at
>You imagine what she's going to look like in a few months
>Massive, stretched belly
>A nurturing home for your kids
>She's going to be the best mother ever
>You just know it
>Luna gasps, increasing in pace
>You look into her eyes
>"Ah-- Ah--"
>She's building up, getting close to her climax
>You can feel yourself doing the same
>"F-Fuck! Anonymous, I love you!"
"Y-- You too!"
>She climaxes
>You can practically feel it going through her body as she shivers
>"Aaah!"
>She pants, but doesn't stop thrusting
"I'm- I'm close."
>"Do it! Fuc- Give me foals!"
>Luna's eyes are wild with animal need
>She almost looks crazed
>Like if you don't reproduce with her right now, something terrible is going to happen
>It's enough to make you cum
>You shoot thick, hot spurts of seed into her fertile womb
>Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you know they took
>They have to
>Luna leans down and kisses you
>You grab the back of her head, pulling in closer
>She's-- She's not just your wife now
>She's the mother of your kids
>God...
>The moment, sadly, is ruined
>"What the hell?"
>Oh, fuck
>Twilight's process must have just finished
>Luna quickly pops off you, turning around
>You cover yourself with your labcoat
"Uh-- Hi. Me and Luna were just, uh-"
>"You were having sex! On the floor! Why?"
"Uh-- purposes of reproduction?"
>Twilight blinks
>"What?"
>Luna coughs
>"Uh, assembling your body, uh, inspired us to, uh, assemble a different kind of body, where, uh--"
>Luna groans loudly
>"Don't worry. You're free to go. Anonymous?"
>You nod, making a fist
>All the cables detach from Twilight
>"Now, uh-- Go and have 'I just got my body back' sex with my sister, or something."
>Twilight looks mortified
>"Luna!"
>"Oh, hush. I have to regulate her dreams too, y'know. She's had visions of you pounding her from behind for weeks. Go to her. C'mon now."
>Shit
>At this rate, you're going to have to replace Twilight's blushin -LEDs on her first day in the body
>Still, she does as Luna says, hopping down off the platform
>She walks to the door and opens it
>Good
>You must have correctly configured everything, because she doesn't look wobbly at all
>She exits your lab
>Immediately afterward, Luna turns to you
>She holds a hoof over her belly
>"D-Do you think it worked?"
"I hope so."
>You kiss her on the cheek
"You're going to be the best mother ever."
>Luna blushes, nodding
>"And you the best father."
"Hopefully. Now... Wanna get dinner?"
>Luna shrugs
>"We'll need to shower first. Your semen is still dripping out of me."
"Yeah, I know. Let's go."
>You hold a hand on Luna's back as you walk to the bathroom door
>She's so fucking perfect
>Best thing that ever happened to you
>And...
>You're going to get to raise kids with her
>Nothing could be better.
>Four months later...
>"Anonymous. Cheese. Now."
>You groan, checking the clock
>4 AM
"Are you serious?"
>"Now."
"It's 4 AM."
>"Please?"
>You look over to your wife
>"I'll... Make it worth your while."
>She gives you a sultry look
"You don't have to offer sex to get me to-"
>She rolls on top of you, putting a hoof on your chest
>Her belly is already starting to stretch a bit
>Just a bump that will be your child
>"You are going to get me some cheese, and then you are going to rut me."
"Jeez, okay, okay! Get off me!"
>She rolls off you, and you get out of bed
>You put on some shorts
>Can't be running around the palace in your boxers
>It's a pretty short walk to the nearest kitchen
>Two staircases and a left
>To your surprise, you see light under the door
>Huh
>Must have forgotten to turn it off
>Sleepily, you open the door
>It takes your eyes a moment to register what you're seeing
>Twilight Sparkle
>Face covered in cool whip
>Head buried in Celestia's dripping-
>You put a hand over your eyes and step out the door
>Maybe they didn't not-
>"Anonymous!"
>Celestia's voice is desperate
>"Didn't you learn to knock?"
"I-- I'm sorry, Jesus. Luna wanted a snack."
>"A snack?"
"Cheese. She has all sorts of weird cravings right now, with the baby and all."
>Celestia groans
>"Here."
>A huge wheel of cheese rolls its way out the door
>It turns to the left, coming to a rest in front of you
>"Give that to her. And close the door!"
"Yeah. Jeez, sorry."
>You slam the door shut, picking up the wheel
>You feel the hydraulics in your arm working to lift it
>Thing must be heavy
>You lug it back up to your wife
>She's sitting on the bed, waiting impatiently
>"Well?"
>You drop the wheel of cheese at your feet
"Dig in."
>Luna jumps on it, cutting off a huge slice with magic
>She takes a giant bite
>"Oh, heavenly."
>She stands on the ground, leaning her head down
>She has her ass tilted upwards slightly, baby bump hanging downwards
>From her position, it's almost like...
>"Well?"

>One month later, she's sitting on your operating table
>The modification is simple
>Luna is, of course, worried sick anyway
>"B-Be sure to be extra careful."
"I will honey, I will."
>"And stop if anything gets too far."
"I know."
>"And-- And make sure to-"
>You put a finger over her lips, then pop open her stomach panels
>With another thought, they come clean off, revealing a latex coating underneath
>That's the womb-cover
>It can stretch really fucking far (to the point where she could have quintuplets, if she so desires), but her outer casing... Not so much
>You send another thought into her body, and the outer panels pop clean off
>You set them aside, bringing in new, larger ones
>They pop themselves into place in seconds
>"Careful!"
"I know, honey. I know."
>The panels slowly seal themselves shut
"All good."
>Luna sits up on the table, pulling you into a hug
>You can feel her tightly pressing herself against you
>"Thanks."
"No need."
>"No. Thanks."
>The room is silent for a moment
>"For everything."
>You nod, patting her on the back
"If anything, I should be the one thanking you."
>And, a month and a half after that...
>You have a son
>It almost doesn't seem real
>Mainly because you didn't actually experience the total shock that labor normally is
>Luna laid down in a medical bed one hour, and the next...
>She was in mild post-partem care, and the foal was in a bed
>You were able to leave the palace hospital that day
>Which brings you to now
>Luna is laying down on your bed, on her side
>The foal is suckling on her, hungry on its first day in reality
>You stroke his mane
"He's so beautiful..."
>Luna nods, closing her eyes
>She looks in pure bliss
>"He is."
>You kiss him on the back
>You have never loved anything like this in your life
>Eventually, he starts to doze, letting go of his mother's nipple
>You pick him up, gently
>He's warm and soft in your hands
>You bridge the gap to his crib in just a few steps, setting him inside
>You crawl back into bed with his mother
>You kiss her lightly, on the cheek
"I love you."
>Luna curls her head into your neck
>"I love you too."
>And, in that moment, everything is perfect