GodAnonXDT,Cadance,Flurry, Pt 1

>Your eyes wander side to side, taking in the majestic glory of the crystal empire around you
>Hell, it looks better than anything your architects have ever built for you
>But you're their god
>You have to look bored
>Regal
>Uncaring
>Your hand slowly strokes the mane of the filly before you while her tongue laps against underside of your shaft
>Your other hand rests under your chin, the elbow on the arm of the golden throne underneath you
>A fancy as fuck one with silk sheets and a gigantic golden sun on the back
>The palanquin sways side to side, but your loyal mares underneath mostly hold it steady
>It used to be a lot worse, and you'd get motion sickness just riding from temple to home
>But now?
>They don't even breathe hard
>The pink filly underneath takes your tip in her little mouth
>Her tongue licks at the tip, swirling around it
>And it's hard
>Really hard
>But you manage to sit still, holding that gasp and moan back
>A few crystalline ponies bow to you as you pass
>Did you build a church here or something?
>You're pretty sure you didn't
>Your hand rubs over the soft, silky purple mane underneath you as she starts bobbing her head
>Your tip pokes against the back of her throat every now and then
>But she never gags
>The castle soon approaches, riddled with holes for some reason
>Maybe it was too beautiful?
>Did they really swiss their castle just for you?
>The princess and her consort are there to greet you, the princess holding the newborn
>The sole reason you were here
>And so very far away from home
>The litter stops in front of the monarchs
>The crystal heart spins idly behind them
>As you approach, they bow
>You try hard not to smile
>"Greetings from this humble princess to you, milk of the heavens, bringer of the sweetest nectar, river from which all joy flows.."
>You bite your tongue to keep composure as she continues rattling titles
[spoiler]Yes, it's another Flurry story, I really like her[/spoiler]

>"...and holiest of all the fountains in the world of Equestria..."
>She takes a breath, and you see her husband peeking his eye open to glance at her
>"...the great invigorator..."
>The baby's asleep and snoring gently
>"...Anon."
>It had started out fun and hilarious when ponies listened to you
>And actually started calling you all that
>It is getting a little tiring
>But traditions are hard to change
"I have heard your prayers, princess."
>Trying to go so deep hurts your throat
"And it will please me to answer them."
>Your voice cracked a bit at the end
>Do any of them notice?
>The constant flicking of Diamond's tongue doesn't really help either
>You're a bit surprised you manage to say the whole thing
>"And I am honored, so very honored, milk of the heavens..."
>You shift your head upright, giving room to your hand
>You hold it out, an open palm, pausing her
>She stops
>Every one is silent
>Somehow, the wind has answered your call for silence too
>Her eyes widen a bit
"You need only to speak my name once."
>Her eyes relax
>And she nods
>Was that a sigh of relief from her husband?
>The filly before you moves her hoof up, brushing against your sack
>You cough, hiding your grunt
"Have you arranged a suitable temple for my stay?"
>Her hoof massages your balls, rolling them a bit
>Cadance nods, stepping aside, her magic opening the doors to the castle behind her
>"Our palace shall be your temple."
"That is..."
>The filly pushes against your balls
>Getting a churning feeling underneath
>You feel really close
>The ponies around you lean in
>Waiting for your next word
"...Acceptable."
>Sighs of relief
>You grit your teeth
>Here it comes
>And you shift your hips a bit forward
>She realizes and brings her hooves to your thighs
>And you release your godly cum into her mouth, keeping composure

>Her cheek puffs up as she sucks in your holy semen
>She keeps it all in her mouth
>She would never dare swallow it
>The ponies gathered around ooh and ahh in admiration of the holy event
>Their heads lean in, eyes staring at the miracle
>She sucks you dry, bobbing her head a little
>Her lips squeeze around your shaft, coaxing every single last drop from you
>Your hand moves away as you finish your last squirt into her
>She keeps her tongue licking against your tip, toying for more
>A few moments pass as she pulls out, her little cheeks full with your seed
>"The high milker has brought another miracle!"
>Cadance steps up
>You hold your hand up
>She stops
"No."
>Diamond looks up at you, eyes wide and curious
"This bounty shall be for the your ponies."
>You glance down at her, moving a hand to pet your milker's mane
"Your royal child shall receive only the freshest."
>She almost chokes, eyes wide
>Cadance looks at you, just as surprised
>And immediately she bows down
>"I am eternally grateful, your..."
>She pauses, a little unsure
>You're just as unsure
>"...milkiness."
>Close enough
"Distribute my gift, milker, and let them know the joy of my followers."
>She nods, bowing with her full mouth, kissing your tip
>And turns around, hopping off the sedan
>Cadance looks a little below you, eyes on your holy shaft
>You see the questioning look in her face
"This evening, I shall bless her. Bring all the ponies under your rule so that they may, too, partake in her christening."
>Your voice was pretty deep
>That execution must've been perfect
>Being a god is so much fun
>She nods, smiling
>The little filly walks up in front of her
>You had tied her tail up in a bundle, giving you a nice view
>And she turns around, facing the crowd
>The mares underneath start to move you
>But you tap the chair
"I shall watch."

>The princess and her husband looks like they also opt to stay
>You put on a gentle smile
>It has to look like you're looking happy that your subjects are getting joy
>But not too giddy
>They can't know you enjoy this in other ways
>The first pony steps up to your beloved milker
>A mare with grey fur and a darker grey mane
>She leans down, closing her eyes, muzzle facing forwards
>Diamond leans forwards, pressing her lips against the other
>And they lock
>You hear the gulp
>See the bulge travel down her throat
>She had better ration it well
>There's other ponies here
>And you see the change immediately
>It starts slowly at first
>A relaxing of the muscle
>Her face, her eyes, losing their lines
>She leans back, panting
>A thick strand connects their lips
>A strand that's quickly gobbled up by the mare
>You see her body teeter, left to right
>Her smile growing wider
>There's a fire, a light in her eyes that wasn't there
>And...
>You can't tell for sure, but did she seem a little more translucent than before?
>She bounces up and down
>And starts giggling
>"I feel it! I feel his holy warmth inside me!"
>She turns around, hooves squeezing the cheeks of the mare behind her
>"I am one of his chosen! I am saved!"
>It always does turn mares crazy
>You lean on your arm, watching her run around, bouncing
>"I have tasted the milk of the heavens!"
>There's a brief pause in the crowds around you
>And then the small chatter starts
>And then the louder shouting
>And then the clamoring for more
>They crowd towards your little milker
>Begging for a drop
>Frenzied by the mare's sudden enthusiasm
>You only lean back and enjoy the scene

>The poor little filly is passed from mare to stallion to mare
>You seeher grabbed first by another mare
>Their lips lock without any warning
>You see her suck your precious fluids from your little filly
>And see your milker's hooves beat against her chest, trying to get her off
>She's tugged off with a pop
>Held in the arms of a stallion
>Who leans in, lips meeting her, muzzle scrunching
>And the cycle continues on
>The ponies passing her around like a toy
>Using her, pressing lip against lip, sucking your milk from her mouth
>The crowd gets louder, the sounds of kissing and smacking and popping crescendoes as more and more light pours out
>The crystalline ponies are almost see through as they pass your milker around
>Your deed is done
>You rap against the arm of the chair
>And the ponies underneath start tugging you towards the palace doors
>Cadance's small and gentle smile was now a slight frown
>Her eyes stare onto the crowd in mild shock
>But you make eye contact with her
>You glance at the door
>And she understands
>The royal family follows you into the palace
>Amazingly, the doors are big enough for your seat
>You weren't expecting that at all
>Now you don't even have to walk to your destination
"Princess."
>"Yes, your holiness?"
"Lead me to your throne room."
>"My th-throne room?"
>Your smile has faded, and what probably looked like a bored expression meets her surprised look
>You stare at her, unflinching
>"Yes, of course."
>She steps ahead of the palanquin
>The only reason you're still on it is because the castle's halls are unbelievably large
>"Follow me."
>The servants in front of you nod, following her
>As you get closer, you notice a dais
>And...
>Of course
>The throne is straight ahead
>You're already in the throne room

>The soft hooves of your chosen mares echo in the gigantic room
>The walk to the throne is silent, and you're soon in front of it
>A large crystal throne
>Far more brilliant than your gaudy golden throne
>The curves, the chiseled faces, the wondrous refracted light
>You want it
>You look over to Cadance, who is just standing next to you, waiting for your next move
>You tap the arm of your smaller chair
>And the ponies set you down
>They just know
"Princess."
>"Yes?"
>Shining stands next to her, holding the little sleeping child
"I will need to prepare for your child's blessing."
>"Yes, anything we can do."
"Send your husband to gather the crowds and prepare."
>You look to her husband
>He nods, giving a small bow
"But I will need your help today."
>"I am yours."
>Maybe it was the way she said it
>Maybe it was how her husband was right next to her
>But that sends a jolt through your half-mast shaft
"I will sit on the throne with you."
>"W-with? Of course."
"Deal with your courtly matters as usual, I need only your presence."
>She gives a long bow, her muzzle pecking against the mirrored floor
>You step up, walking slowly towards the throne before you
>Your hand moves up, waving as gracefully as you can, dismissing your entourage
>Your bearers behind you lift up your sedan, and start walking away
>As you turn around and sit down upon the throne
>It's a bit cold, but that's okay
>Your eyes peer over at the obedient princess and her husband
>Shining doesn't look at you, eyes cast to the side, body teetering, rocking the baby
>Cadance looks a little happier, a soft smile on her lips
>They're yours
>That's the price they paid for this visit
>This whole place is your temple now
>Your palace
>Your playground
>You spread your legs
>Tapping the spot between them, your shaft throbbing as you make eye contact with Cadance
>It's good to be a god