Chapter Text
If You Were Less Boring Your Daughter Wouldn’t Be Pregnant
Chapter One
-by Drace Domino
Adora sighed, and relaxed even deeper into the embrace of her seat at the Princess Council table. Normally, she would’ve been at full attention during one of the meetings with Queen Angela and the other princesses, but then...normally, those meetings were about taking it to the Horde. They were about smashing Horde bots, smacking Scorpia’s tits back down, and sending Catra crying home to Hordak with a big, red handprint on her tight little ass. Those were the kind of meetings that Adora could get behind - the ones primarily based around roughing up her ex, with a few liberal doses of everyone in attendance talking about how fucking amazing She-Ra was.
But this? This meeting was as dull as they came.
“Furthermore, if we cancel the plans for the Bright Moon Flower Festival, it will give us more to spend on troop placement,” Queen Angela had been droning on like that for what felt like hours. There was more to running a kingdom than flying around and being a hot older woman, apparently, and that afternoon she seemed determined to drag the rest of the princesses into the boring muck with her. It was all talk of budgets and finance, troop placement in the most obscure places of Etheria, and only every now and again did things get interesting when Angela grew impatient. “GLIM-MAH! Are you paying attention, dear?”
“Hnnn---whuzzat?!” Glimmer lifted her head from her hand, eyes snapping open as she looked around the table. “What?! Yes! I’m awake! I’m...definitely awake, Mom!”
Queen Angela merely pinched the bridge of her nose, sighed, and then went right back to droning on. While she did so, Adora took the time to gaze across the table at all the faces collected before them - Mermista and Perfuma, Spinerella and Netossa, even the head of the guard whom Adora had never been properly introduced to and still didn’t know her name. It was a council attended by the very beast they had, and there they were...wasting their time listening to how much money Perfuma could save them if they simply moved the Bright Moon Flower Festival closer to her territory.
Needless to say, it wasn’t long before Adora’s mind started to wander and her attention began to drift. It was a particularly bad afternoon for that, considering that no more than six hours ago the princesses had an early morning scrap with a small group of Horde soldiers, Catra among them. Those little skirmishes with her ex always managed to get Adora riled up, and since it took place so early in the day she still didn’t have an opportunity to relieve some of that tension. The evidence of that was tucked tightly within the confines of her tight-fitting pants - which by that point, had been bulging at the front with a constant state of arousal. Adora’s cock had been rock hard ever since she managed to slam Catra through a table just hours ago, and if she couldn’t satisfy herself with a bit of personal time, some casual fantasizing would have to suffice. If nothing else, it would make sure that when she did manage to wrap her hand around her heroic dick just a few hours later that her eventual release would be all the more exciting.
It wasn’t often that she found herself daydreaming in the midst of a Princess Council meeting, but then...it wasn’t often that they were this tedious. Idly, her eyes drifted once more across the attendants, and she pondered each one with a gentle nibble on her bottom lip. Who would she fantasize about this afternoon? Queen Angela herself was always a fine option, but usually she acted in a much more...badass, sexy fashion. It was easy to get off on thoughts of her when she was flying all over the place bossing people around and yelling at her daughter, but the woman that sat at the head of the table droning on was a far cry from that hot bitch. Mermista or Perfuma? It was always hard for Adora to dream about fucking them without thinking about Princess Entrapta - the sexy little piece of nerd ass that defected. Spinerella and Netossa? She had just masturbated last night while thinking about her cock throbbing in between their scissoring pussies. And as for the captain of the guard, well...it just seemed downright rude to fantasize about fucking a woman whose name she didn’t know.
That just left Princess Glimmer, and Adora was quite fine with that resolution. While Angela went on and on, Adora’s eyes danced to the other end of the table and she set her gaze upon Glimmer, sitting there with a face of faux-attention and a passive smile on her face. The chubby younger woman caught Adora’s eye from the very first day they met, with those curvy hips and that wonderfully soft, tempting backside. She had a thicker frame that wouldn’t have been tolerated in the Horde recruits, and that aspect of the pampered princess really did it for Adora. From the chubby cheeks to the plump breasts, to the glorious ass and the outright breeding hips. Glimmer was something she’d never seen before her life in Bright Moon, and as such she had no lack of fantasies to inflict upon her.
But right then and there, with a tiny smile creaking to the corner of her lips and her brow lifting idly, Adora couldn’t help but think...how fun would it be to grab Glimmer by that sparkly pink hair and give her the sloppiest, nastiest, wettest facefuck of her life?
From her position across the table, Glimmer blushed, and she didn’t know why. An errant thought popped into her mind that she couldn’t quite track the origin of, and it certainly wasn’t one that she’d ever had before. For some strange, inexplicable reason as she sat there listening to her mother ramble her mind chirped up with a random observation - and as soon as she had it, Glimmer’s thighs pressed together in a sudden surge of arousal that wasn’t there a second ago.
“I want Adora to facefuck me,” Glimmer thought to herself, as surprised as anyone could be by the fact. It was the first time she’d ever given anything more than a passing thought to spending intimate time with her blonde friend, but there during the meeting the image that entered her mind was so...so visceral. She could practically feel fingers tighten within her hair and her nose lunge against the other girl’s lap. She could feel her throat constrict as if it had just been stuffed with the massive, hung cock of her dear friend. She could even almost taste it on her tongue - even though she had no idea just what it would’ve actually tasted like. “Ohh goodness, I hope she makes it as sloppy as she can!”
Those thoughts continued to dance through Glimmer’s mind as her cheeks continued to darken and her thighs kept grinding together. Thoughts of what it would feel like when Adora plucked her thick and throbbing dick from those plump lips, only to swing her prick from side to side and slap her with it. The sting of impact on her cheeks would come along with wet streaks of spit lashing over her cheeks, and while Glimmer would gasp and groan Adora would paint her face with the saliva drawn from her throat. Her eyes would be forced half-closed as spit clung to her lashes, the slippery mess would drip down her cheeks and slither its way between her cleavage, and the entire time she’d be hanging her mouth open wide - tongue outstretched, voice only offered in whimpers, endlessly desperate for another taste.
All of those thoughts entered Glimmer’s mind in rapid order, forcing the girl to sink her teeth against her lower lip and draw in deep, patient breaths, doing her absolute best to stay focused despite an unexplained desire steadily rushing within her.
Meanwhile, Adora’s mind was already spinning elsewhere. She kept her focus on Glimmer for now - after all, the princess had already done such fine work getting her massive cock nice and messy throughout the course of that rough deepthroat. She imagined pulling Glimmer’s mouth off her prick with a fierce yank of the girl’s hair, only to spin her straight down to the floor and give a harsh, vigorous spank to that gorgeous, plump ass. Before it even stopped jiggling, Adora would drop behind her friend and snag her fingers against her tights, ripping them open in a seamless display of her natural strength even when she wasn’t wrapped in She-Ra’s power. With that plump pussy exposed, Adora dreamed of sinking one, two, three fingers deep within her friend’s nethers...and when she could feel Glimmer pushing back against her hand in a slutty and shameless hunger for more, give her the entire fist.
As Adora sat there at the meeting table, she tightly closed a single fist, envisioning it deep inside of Glimmer. The princess would whine and whimper, wriggle around and squeeze her all the way down to the wrist, her body trying to escape that deep penetration while her slutty mind only craved more. Adora could picture Glimmer’s howls, her whimpers, her desperate confessions that she couldn’t handle any more...all while the fierce grip of her cunt proved otherwise. So vivid was Adora’s fantasy that she even pictured Glimmer’s sparkling princess nectar clinging to her wrist and dripping down when she had been properly stimulated, and in the same dancing thought she pictured sliding her own fingers underneath to catch the nectar and bring it to her lips, licking them clean and tasting just how excited she made the plump princess.
Outside of her fantasy, Adora patiently licked her lips while she envisioned it, her fist remaining locked into position like it was crafted from iron. And even though she was lost in the midst of her fantasy, she could still faintly notice that Glimmer was blushing, and she could only wonder if the princess was having her own naughty fantasy.
Probably about Bow. Meh.
“I want Adora to fist me right this second! Ohh, fuck, I want her to pound my little pussy down to her elbow!” Glimmer had zero idea where these thoughts were coming from, but as they rushed through her mind she sat there with wide, open eyes set with a distant, glassy look. Her lips were drawn into a thin smile as she completely froze, thoughts filling with every wicked little detail that across the table were being conjured by her friend. “W...What if...what if she takes out her fist and licks it clean?! What if she makes me lick it clean?! Oh god, oh god, what if she only fisted me to make sure I didn’t pass out when she shoved that massive cock inside?!”
One of Glimmer’s eyes twitched as she continued sitting there, doing her best to look...present, if nothing else. Queen Angela was still talking about things that Glimmer had stopped paying attention to the second these fantasies began, and even with her eyes locked on her own mother, Glimmer couldn’t force the mental images from her brain. Her own thick figure writhing with Adora wrist-deep inside of her, the approving remarks from her blonde friend about what a tight royal pussy she had, and the teasing half-threats that maybe...just maybe...she could fit two fists if she was excited enough.
Glimmer’s thighs had never pressed together so tight, and she lowered her hands below the table to sink her fingers against her knees in a fierce grip. It took tremendous willpower to not tease her pussy through the fabric of her outfit right then and there, so soaked and excited she was, so downright hungry for a taste of Adora’s cock. Before that afternoon, Glimmer was a relatively good girl - her moments of teenage rebellion took the form of running off to fight the Horde without her mother’s permission, and not shamelessly slutting it up. But that afternoon...by the blush on her cheeks and the strained sweat that was forming at her brow, Glimmer wanted nothing more than to be the biggest slut in Bright Moon, ready to worship Adora’s cock and let her do whatever she desired.
And just when she was getting used to the idea of the former Horde Force Captain fisting her, another thought arrived fresh in her mind, even more vivid than the others.
Within her fantasies, Adora had already facefucked and fisted Glimmer, and both women wore the proof of those interactions. Glimmer’s face was a messy display with spit smearing her cheeks, makeup running down her face, and red cheeks from where she had been cockslapped. Adora’s right hand was completely coated in the girl’s nectar nearly to her elbow, with a sticky, dense layer of royal squirt clinging to her flesh. In her idle afternoon fantasy, she envisioned stretching out a hand and curling her fingers underneath Glimmer’s chin, just before offering the girl her pussy juice-coated thumb. While Glimmer suckled at it, nursed on it, eyes still half-lidded with spit-weighted lashes, Adora spoke in the midst of the fantasy - her voice proud of the princess’ shameless behavior, but still encouraging her to take it further.
“Lean back and stretch your pussy for me, Glimmer,” Adora demanded, just as she could feel Glimmer’s tongue tracing her thumb. “I want a baby, and you’re the breeding bitch I’ve decided to make one with.”
“GLIM-MAH!” Queen Angela slapped a hand on the table, glaring in the direction of her daughter. The loud, unexplained yelp that the princess just made had served as a real distraction, and the queen’s brow was knit in an irritated state as she glowered at her. “You’re a little old to be making such disruptions, don’t you think?!”
“N-No! Y-Yes! I mean...uh...I’m sorry, Mom, it won’t happen again!” Glimmer barked in rapid fashion, her cheeks vibrantly red and every part of her body language tense. So much so that Queen Angela’s gaze softened, and she even reached out to her daughter’s seat to angle her gloved fingers below her chin. Lifting it up, she tilted her head as she studied her little girl - nose slightly scrunched up as she did so.
“I’m sorry, darling, are you all right?” She asked, the voice of a concerned mother replacing that of a strict disciplinarian. “You look stressed. We’re almost finished here, you can take a much-needed rest when we’re done.”
The delicate fingers of Angela underneath Glimmer’s chin mirrored that of the fantasy within the girl’s mind, so much so that when her mother gently, comfortingly slid her thumb across her daughter’s cheek that Glimmer nearly took it into her mouth. By some miracle she managed to resist sensually sucking her mother’s thumb long enough for Angela to settle back down into her seat and resume the meeting, and in doing so she once more left Glimmer to stew in the midst of some deeply dynamic thoughts.
This was the most visceral and vivid fantasy of all, making Glimmer’s thoughts twist in wild passion that not even the tight squeezing of her thighs could possibly hope to give her relief from. In the unexplained daydream she had just actively begged Adora to not just fuck her, but actively breed her. To give Angela a grandchild, to recklessly and shamelessly take the former Force Captain’s seed in the depraved hope of getting knocked up. In her active fantasy she was stretching her legs and showcasing her pussy through the gaps Adora tore in her tights, pressing her fingers to the edges of her sensitive folds and stretching them out. Once the pink was visible, the curvy young woman would gaze up at Adora with fawning, adoring eyes - whimpering from the back of her throat in a desperate bid for what she wanted.
“Please, Adora…” Glimmer squeaked in her daydream, tears in her eyes to show just how badly she wanted this. “Please...breed me. Use me as your personal cumdump, shoot all your spunk inside of me and knock up my slutty, tight, princess pussy!”
Frankly, Glimmer couldn’t imagine how her daydream self learned to talk like that, and yet there it was.
“Well now, I believe that’s all we need to discuss,” Queen Angela’s voice broke Glimmer out of her stupor, even if it didn’t do anything to quell the desire that was rushing through her. The regal older woman gazed across the table with a pleased smile on her face, just as she started to push up to her feet. “A lovely meeting, everyone, outside of a few...rude interruptions. Is there anything anyone wanted to bring to the table before we adjourn?”
“I WANT TO TALK TO ADORA,” Glimmer slammed a hand face down on the table, before realizing the scene she was making. With flushed cheeks and a tiny squeak from the back of her throat she slithered back into her seat, giving a tiny cough as she did so. “Privately. Please.”
“Sure, Glimmer, I’d be happy to stick around a bit,” Adora smiled in response, although admittedly through gritted teeth. Though the blonde was completely ignorant to the strange forces tugging at Glimmer’s mind, the last thing she truly wanted to do was keep hanging around the boring meeting. Not with her throbbing cock wedged tight against her pants, not with a burning, ceaseless hunger to get herself off. She forced a toothy grin and gave a tiny wave to the rest of the crew, offering a shy half-laugh as they all started to trot off. “Ha haaaa, all right now, good meeting everyone. Mermista. Spinerella. See you girls...latah.” She even offered them a few gentle finger guns as they slipped out of the door, all of them just naturally expecting that Glimmer and Adora were up to something. Queen Angela was the last one to leave, lingering in the doorway and gazing over her shoulder. She glowered at the often-troublemaking pair, but ultimately decided to slip outside, letting the door close behind her.
“So, Glimmer, what is it you wanted to talk to me abou--”
“Breed me right now! Right now, Adora, I want your cock!” Glimmer sparkled herself out of her seat, vanishing and reappearing right beside Adora. In another flicker of energy both girls found themselves right there in the center of the meeting room, with Adora laying back against the table and Glimmer grabbing her shirt collar like she was shaking her down for money. As she rattled the blonde back and forth her voice carried forward with her usual yelp - somewhere in between urgency and outright panic. “Adora, if you don’t take out your cock and knock me up this instant, I’m going to go out of my mind!”
Adora blinked, tilted her head, and gave an immature chuckle.
“Haaaa, so funny, I was just thinkin’ about tha-woooah!” She blinked as Glimmer grabbed her pants and vanished from sight, taking the garment with her. When she reappeared the princess of Bright Moon’s plump figure was completely naked, and Adora’s pants were nowhere to be seen, leaving her throbbing, thick cock sticking straight up from her lap. “...huh. I had no idea you could do that.”
“NEITHER DID I, FUCK ME RIGHT NOW.”
Considering Glimmer’s outright urgency, Adora was swift to give the girl what she wanted. With her strong hands drawing against the girl’s thick waistline, she rolled Glimmer over onto her hands and knees, lifting that lovely, round rear up so she could steal her very first glance at Glimmer’s pussy. This wasn’t how she expected to first fuck her best friend, but it seemed downright fitting - laying it into her right in the center of the Princess Council meeting table. Adora nibbled her bottom lip as she slid a hand down the back of Glimmer’s rump and between her thighs, gasping a little as she moved her fingers across a pussy that was intensely warm and wet.
“Wooow, Glimmer, you’re...you’re really...whew!” Adora giggled a bit and flexed her fingers, tightening them into a fist. She came desperately close to jamming it inside just like she had been fantasizing about earlier, but a stark glare from Glimmer cast from over the girl’s shoulder was enough to snap Adora back to the moment. She was genuinely a bit worried just what this manic little ball of energy would do if she didn’t give her what she wanted, and as such Adora soon knelt directly behind her friend with that big, heroic cock flopping right against her backside. “Here goes, Glimmer! Gonna...gonna breed you like a prized warhorse! I guess.”
With that, Adora simply shrugged, and shoved herself forward into a pussy she knew was already prepared for her. She managed to slide into Glimmer with ease, rewarded for doing so by the tight, warm embrace that soon engulfed every last inch of her cock. Both girls were left shuddering in the heat of the moment, and Adora soon dropped a hand to the back of Glimmer’s soft pink hair, holding tight as she braced herself. Almost immediately, the princess was wiggling from side to side and grinding her hips back against Adora’s, showing that she just couldn’t get enough of the other girl’s dick. Her walls tightened and she made sweet moaning noises that were frankly a bit bold considering her mother was no doubt just out in the hallway. Adora couldn’t help but give a satisfied sigh, and held Glimmer’s hair like a leash as she started to thrust.
“Fuck, Glimmer...I never knew you liked me like this!” She admitted, just as her member swept in and out of the other girl. She pulled back to the point that Glimmer’s pussy was just barely showing a glimmer of her cockhead, and then slammed forward once more with every ounce of strength inside of her. Glimmer squeaked from the impact, but still looked over her shoulder to Adora to listen as she spoke. “Hell, if I had known, we could’ve been having this kind of fun for months!”
“I...I didn’t know I wanted it until now!” Glimmer whimpered, her hands gripping around the edge of the table and her thighs spreading in another desperate bid to encourage Adora deeper. Her slit was soaked and spasming around the other woman’s cock, and Glimmer was lost in the realization of her forced fantasy. Delirious and delighted, she was swooning as Adora kept pumping inside of her, happily letting her lovely curves jiggle with every thrust. “I...I was just sitting at the meeting and started having...having all these wonderful daydreams about us!”
Adora blinked, and didn’t stop thrusting even as she pressed the issue. In fact, she sped it up with a fierce spank to Glimmer’s plump rear, and a sudden series of intense thrusts that left their flesh slapping together and making Glimmer yelp with every subsequent push. With a playful look on her eyes she leaned forward even still, and with her hand yet clutching the girl’s hair whispered against the back of her ear in a lusty, hungry tone.
“Tell me what you were daydreaming about, Glimmer,” Adora cooed, and made it a point to weave her hips from side to side, stirring that tender cunt with her rod. “If you really want me to knock you up, you better start talking!”
“I...I...oh, fuck, Adora, that’s so good!” Glimmer whispered, face flushed and knuckles white as she gripped the table. She gave a few desperately eager nods at her friend’s command as she kept up the momentum, whispering even as sweat began to cling to her brow and her juice started to drip to the table below. “I...I was just sitting there and...and I thought about you grabbing my hair and...and just making me suck your cock! Forcing it all the way down my throat, slapping my cheeks with it, covering me in spit, I...oh, Adora, it was so hot! I could...I could almost taste it! P-Please...please keep fucking me!”
Adora did as Glimmer requested - obviously - but she wasn’t quite so dense that Glimmer’s daydream didn’t ring any bells. She gave the girl another firm spank to keep her pounding back into her lap, and while her cock twitched within the girl’s entrance pushed the issue further. Her voice was softer, a little more analytical than it was sensual, but she was trying to work something out.
“Uh...and….and what else did you daydream about?”
“You...you took your hand, and you...you…” Glimmer quaked from the mere memory of how that fisting fantasy made her feel, her entire figure tightening and tensing at the drifting thought of it. “You made a fist and just...just jammed it into my pussy, Adora! And you were twisting it from side to side and making me squirm around, and...fuck, Adora, it made me so wet that I almost started to play with myself in front of my mom!”
Adora, whose eyes at that point had opened particularly wide and was giving an enormous smile, couldn’t help but let a rapid, eager giggle escape from her throat.
“I’m sorry, do you think that’s funny?!” The bratty princess shot back at Adora, even while still pumping against her. Adora swiftly shook her head, and redoubled her efforts to fuck her best friend.
“N-No, not at all! I was just...uh...just thinking about something neat!” Specifically, she was thinking about what could only be a new power bestowed upon her thanks to her connection to She-Ra. It was too specific to be a coincidence and too perfect in timing to be anything else, and immediately it made Adora’s head spin with ideas. Most of them...admittedly pretty filthy. This was definitely going to make her next encounter with Catra a lot more interesting, she knew that much. For now, though, Adora focused on the matter at hand - that being the plump, bouncing backside of her best friend and the sight of her own throbbing, thick cock spreading a pink and eager pussy. Adora gave her the hardest spank of all, and this time allowed her hand to linger in the same spot so she could sink her fingers against the soft flesh in an eager squish. From there, she locked her heels and leaned forward, whispering urgently to Glimmer as she started to vigorously pump with every ounce of strength she had in her. “Hold on, Glimmer, ‘cause you and I are about to make a whole new princess! I’m going to fill this little cunt with cum and breed you like my own personal slut!”
Unchecked sexual authority was an...interesting fit on Adora.
Her words fueled Glimmer’s wild and uncontrollable desires in that moment, and before long both girls were moaning in tandem as they collectively made the meeting table squeak. Adora was slamming forward with such potent power that the impact of her cock inside of Glimmer filled the room with constant noises of moist delight, and the princess’s nethers continued to drip beautiful, sparkling nectar down to the surface below. With heat rushing across them both and a filthy, shameless joy overtaking them, it was actually Glimmer that came first, and with a ferocity that few would’ve suspected Angela’s daughter capable of. She pounded her fists against the table and actively screamed in climactic glee, her pussy squeezing Adora’s member as she fell into a violent, squirting orgasm. Her sparkling juice splashed against the table and dripped from the edges, blasting not only it but Adora’s thighs and that heavy sack that kept slapping to her hood. She absolutely filled the room with the scent of royal cum, something that only a precious few in the castle were able to truly appreciate as the ambrosia it was.
Drawing in deep that scent and bolstered by the knowledge that she had a brand new power, Adora hit a peak inside of Glimmer that she was sure would do the job tasked of it. With one last vigorous shove - so hard that she had to grasp Glimmer’s hair extra tight to avoid pounding her right off the table - Adora hilted herself inside of her best friend and began pumping her full of creamy, virile, potent cum. Her member twitched and the blonde’s head swung back as she gave a few glorious cries of delight, her length spasming and convulsing within the soft, warm, inviting grip of the young royal. As cum surged within Glimmer both girls were left basking in the immediate heat of it all in addition to the rush of dirty adrenaline - this wasn’t just reckless fucking, but fucking for a purpose. Fucking with intent that Glimmer would get knocked up and carry around the baby of She-Ra.
“Hahh...Hahh...f-fuck, Glimmer, you’re still twitching around me,” Adora breathed out a few seconds later, when both girls were sweat-licked and exhausted. She leaned forward to give a kiss to the back of her friend’s throat, and gently wiggled her hips to continue stirring around that cream-flooded slit. “I came so much. Fuuuuuck, your mom...she’s...whew, she’s gonna be pissed.”
“Yeah, well...I don’t really care wha--FUCK, IT’S MY MOM!” Glimmer’s obstinate voice was immediately replaced by a hushed whisper of panic as the door to the meeting room started to open again, and from sheer reflex she suddenly teleported both of them away. Somewhere in Glimmer’s bedroom, the two naked, still-connected best friends would flop down onto a comfortable bed and likely continue their fun. Meanwhile, as the door opened in the meeting room Queen Angela stuck her head inside, looking from side to side with a critical eye.
“...what’s that sme--” She cut herself off as she stepped inside, drifting over towards the table. One look at the surface revealed just what that smell was, as a puddle of sparkling, shimmering princess cum was sitting right there. Rolling from the edge of the table, filling the room with its heady scent, it was absolutely unmistakeable...and Angela’s response rushed through the halls with loud, indignant vigor. “GLIM-MAH! GLIM-MAH THAT IS NOT WHAT THE MEETING ROOM IS FOR, GLIM-MAH!”
The End.