Prisoner of the Sun
Written by Kyiarnu Anullo

In the depths of a forest, in the middle of a quiet meadow stood a hut made of stone. Within this hut, there lived a vixen: brownish orange fur covered most of the fox's body, with a creamy white going from the vulpine's snout, over her chest and belly down to her crotch; long, straight hair coming down to just past the fox's shoulders; the tips of her ears, her calves and forearms covered in black, like long socks and gloves, along with some almost lightning bolt shaped markings on either side of her muzzle; a pair of amber eyes with slitted, cat-like, and yet oddly glowing pupils scanned an ancient-looking tome in her hands; and finally, three very bushy and fluffy tails which swayed softly behind her. She wore a green robe, with a tunic beneath it, and a pair of short leather boots.

The brown fox had found a tome of ancient spells during one of her travels. It was surprisingly well preserved, considering the amount of dust it was coated in when she found it: bound in thick, dark blue coloured leather; corners and spine protected with decorative gold plating engraved with the shape of stars, with hinges as well; a beautiful web of intersecting and crossing lines, dotted with stars was embossed on the front and back, decorated with gold leaf that stood the test of time; in the center of the front was a gorgeous image of seven stars surrounding a vortex in gold leaf as well. The pages were old and worn, and while the fox almost expected every single page to be torn and ruined, the book appeared to be completely intact. The vixen had been studying the tome for quite some time now at a mahogany wood desk, sitting in a comfortable, padded chair that matched her desk. This led to her finding new insights into magical theory she had never seen before, some of which made her feel like her eyes were being opened to entire new fields of magic she had never studied before. Spells of varied effects, most of which she felt were far beyond her ability.

And then she saw it, and the fox's eyes widened in incredulous surprise: A spell intended to teleport the user across great distances, to any destination they knew of. Reading further, the theory behind it was surprisingly easy to follow, even though it sounded extremely difficult to actually pull off. After studying the arcane texts until she felt more confident about actually casting it, the vulpine stood up and grabbed an apple from the table she was sitting at. Taking one more look over the text, the vixen focused, tossed the apple into the air and cast the spell, the vibrant red fruit disappearing in a small flash of green light and an audible ZOT.

Pof.


Hearing the faint sound, the vixen turned towards her bed up against the wall of her hut, onto which the apple had landed. Exactly where she had tried to teleport it. Stepping towards the apple, the fox gave it a gentle poke with a blunt knife, before picking it up and taking a large bite out of it. It seemed like the spell had worked perfectly and the apple was completely unharmed and unaltered. But the vulpine didn't quite feel confident enough to perform a test with a living subject yet, and putting the book in a satchel she was wearing, she stepped outside.

Continuing to try out her new spell, the vixen teleported some of the larger rocks around the meadow, just trying to get a much better feel for it, stacking a bunch of boulders one atop the other, teleporting objects for further and further distances, working on precisely moving the huge stones around to put them back where they were... for the most part. It still looked like she had been moving things around when she was done. Finally, it was time for the bigger test of teleporting living creatures. 

Prowling through the woods around her home, the vixen couldn't help but consider the possibilities of this spell: cheap and easy transportation, the ability to just go wherever one wanted to in an instant... it would change the world as she knew it. She also ended up contemplating the many ways the spell could be abused, which worried her. These thoughts were brushed aside however when she spotted a giant furry spider creeping around through the foliage, and smirked mischievously, focused on the arachnid and cast the spell, teleporting the spider a couple of feet to the north, much to the creatures surprise and bewilderment.

The fox spent a short while displacing the spider about over and over again over increasingly larger distances, making sure never to leave it in any sort of danger. She did stop soon enough, and the spider simply scuttled away as fast as its legs could carry him. The vixen was quite satisfied with her progress, despite feeling a bit sorry for the terrified spider. But now, she felt that she could even teleport herself.

She started small, teleporting herself a few feet forward, blinking as that green light surrounded her for a split second before dissipating. Then she teleported herself twice as far, then farther away than that, then even further. The brown fox felt the rather intoxicating rush of adrenaline, having almost forgotten how afraid she was of something going horribly, terribly wrong as she acted more like a child with a brand new toy than anything else. She teleported multiple times in a row, weaving through the trees and bushes, each jump a flash of green around her. Stopping for just a moment, the brown canid smirked, before deciding to try a much, much longer jaunt to take her back home so she could return before the sun started to set, even going as far as to run forward and leap before casting that spell again, visualizing the land around her hut as she closed her eyes in anticipation while that flash of green engulfed her. When the vulpine opened her eyes again however, she found herself not near her hut, but within what seemed to be an ornate hallway, with beautiful marble pillars lining it and a crimson carpet over a stone tile floor which had a chessboard pattern to it, tall windows spaced evenly throughout the pale lavender walls, which showed the starry night sky beyond them, which was the very first indicator that something was wrong.

The second was that she was several feet up in the air. 


It was a beautiful night in Canterlot Castle, as usual. The moon showered the castle in its glow and the stars dotted the clear, black sky, and the halls were as quiet as ever. And in front of many doors stood tall equines decked in full plate armor, armed and ready to defend this very castle to their dying breaths... and yet their attention was starting to falter somewhat. The guards had switched for the night shift a couple of hours ago, but some of them were even starting to struggle to stay awake. The kingdom had been very peaceful for the last several months despite the large amount of activity for the past half a decade or so, and many believed this would be just another uneventful night.

zot

“ohnonononoFUCK-” *SLAM!*

“...ughn.”

The shouting and the sound of that impact rang through the walls of the castle, and every single guard that heard it was brought back to awareness, and even though it had already been broken just seconds ago, the silence was utterly and completely destroyed by the cacophonous racket of several pairs of armoured hooves rushing towards the source of that sound.

Having landed rather hard, the fox had the wind knocked out of her and needed to spend a few moments recovering from her fall before she started to get up again, but by the time she was pushing herself off the ground, she could already hear the running towards her, along with some rather loud shouting.

“This way! Quickly!”
“Protect the Princesses!”
“Get the intruder!”

The vixen still felt somewhat stunned, but she knew that she was in trouble. Picking up her satchel, the brown fox started to run down the hallway, only to come to an abrupt halt when a pair of guards came into view, turning the corner. “There she is! Stop right there!” One of them shouted, as another two quickly appeared as well, the tri-tailed fox quickly turning tail to sprint down the hall in the opposite direction: “Get her!” another of the guards ordered, the vixen continuing to run, trying to focus on that spell again. Maybe she did something wrong, and this would just be a matter of performing another jump which would take her back home. Taking a deep breath, the vixen focused on home again, and cast the spell again, closing her eyes while that green flash surrounded her...

...only to fizzle out without even covering her entire body, the vixen opening her eyes only to find herself right where she was, only with even more guards showing up right in front of her: “Halt!” they demanded, and now finding herself completely surrounded, the brown fox came to a complete stop, and slowly raised her hands in surrender as the equines just pointed their spears at her. 

Looking at the guards who were approaching to apprehend her, the three-tailed fox noticed something: they were all... horses? Some of them were pegasi, some were unicorns, and some lacked horns and wings, but they were all equines, something which the vixen found rather odd. The guards quite clearly never saw anything like her before, as they seemed just as scared as her as she was of her entire quandary: “Be careful! I saw her try some sort of spell while running down the hallway!” one of the guards behind her shouted. As the fox kept still as much as possible, she soon saw that one of the unicorn's horn had begun to glow with a cobalt blue aura, and the same glow appeared around the vixen's wrists, and she could feel her hands being pulled by some strange force, holding her wrists behind her back. Startled by this development, the fox tried to cast the teleportation spell again, only to see that green light appear, only to once again sputter out impotently into sparks around her, the vulpine squirming in place for a moment before she quickly thinks better than to resist. She was likely already in a lot of trouble, and she wasn't about to make things worse. “Hmph, having trouble with your spells, are you? No matter. You're under arrest... f-fox.” the guard said, though despite that pause, the tone of his voice was less spiteful, and more 'I have no idea what to even call you'. Granted, 'fox' was probably the best and most succinct description for her. Within moments, another guard had enetered the hallway, wearing armor that was noticeably more ornate, decorated with what appeared to be medals: “Hold. Sergeant Just Oath, is that the intruder?” One of the guards, assumed to be Just Oath stepped forward to respond:
“Yes, Captain Bright Charge. We're about to take her to the dungeon to place her under custody for the night.” 
“New orders, Sergeant. Princess Celestia wishes to see the intruder personally. Immediately.” The captain instantly replied, and with that, the canid was lead out of the room, flanked by the guards, who escorted the fox through several hallways with surprising care, only pushing her along every time she slowed down to take in the sights and to guide her towards her destination. The opulent and beautiful surroundings brought to mind the regal castles of yore, and the fact that there was an overwhelming abundance of equine themes, not to mention the odd names, lead the fox to very quickly realize that she was far, FAR away from home.

Despite the gravity of the situation, the vixen couldn't help but look at her surroundings, finding the castle to be astonishingly resplendent. While one of the guards pushed the fox past a large set of double doors, the tri-tail wondered why the spell was no longer working, or why she was teleported to this strange place to begin with. The brown fox was guessing there was something about this castle that wasn't letting her teleport out, but how did she get in, then? She was also nervous: she had just been caught trespassing on the home of the ruler of this strange land. Soon enough, the group entered through another set of doors, leading her into yet another hallway, which the vulpine couldn't help but admire.

This hall was quite breathtaking, a long passage lined with pillars, a long, soft, crimson carpet running along it's length, each window made of stained glass, each and every one seeming to detail some sort of event, some with a group of equines vanquishing a foe, though the fox did notice that some of these not only showed creatures that were not equines, but a few of the equines shown had both wings and a horn. At the end of the hall, she was lead into another passage before the guards stopped at a door emblazoned with a sun-shaped icon, one of the guards knocking on it before speaking up: “Princess Celestia, we have the intruder here, as requested.” and within seconds, a voice could be heard from inside: “Send her in. I want to see whomever was able to break past our defenses.” and with this, she was brought into yet another chamber, and while this room was also beautifully decorated, it was when the fox's eyes landed on the occupant of the room, that her heart skipped a beat as she momentarily froze. 

In that very room, seated upon a golden sofa, was a mare: an immaculate, pearly white coat of fur covering her entire body with a pair of large, feathery wings at her back, along with a long spiral horn on her forehead which all matched the colour of her form; she was bigger than the fox by at least a couple of feet, her bust and hips giving her a more buxom hourglass figure as well;  on her flanks were the same sun-shaped symbol she had seen on the door to the room;  her mane and tail, bearing the many colours of a beautiful aurora seemed to shimmer and flow in the wind despite the lack of so much as a breeze in the room, her mane covering one of her deep purple eyes which stared at the vulpine entering the quarters, and her body was covered in a regal yet revealing outfit in gold and purple, which left little to the imagination. Her body carried the grace and glory of a divine being, and yet the way she yawned and blinked blearily, she also looked like she had been woken up just minutes ago.



Stunned for a few seconds, the vixen grunted faintly when she was pushed again by the guards, until they forced her on her knees before the mare, who immediately raised a hand towards them: “That's enough!” she commands, the guards immediately freezing in their tracks and taking a couple of steps back, the vixen feeling that her wrists had been finally freed, while the white mare slowly stood up, still looking a bit groggy before she asked: “Is she the one behind this whole commotion?” the fox slowly looked up into the mare's eyes, her ears folding back as she beheld the alicorn standing before her, even though, much like the guards, the tall equine looked like she had never seen such a creature before in her life.
“Yes, your majesty. She tried to make a run for it, and tried to cast... some sort of spell during her attempted escape, but when we caught her she was... surprisingly quiet and compliant.” one of the guards explained, while the alicorn peered into the brown fox's eyes in return, the canid soon responding: “W-wait, I didn't mean to trespass. This is all a huge misunderstanding! I don't even know how I ended up here, I swear!”
The alicorn just stared into the vixen's eyes for a while, and seemed to look over the canid before she turned her attention to the guards: “Leave us. I'll deal with this trespasser myself.” she said, which seemed to take the guards by surprise as much as the canid, but they file out without a word, leaving the brown fox alone with the aurora-maned equine. 

With the two all alone in the room, the aurora-maned mare approached the vixen: “Allow me to introduce myself: I am Princess Celestia. What is your name?” she asked with a surprisingly gentle tone to her voice. Hearing this, the vixen took a deep breath before responding: “My name is Kyiarnu Glenne Anullo, y-your majesty.” the vixen didn't make a move, merely keeping still and : “Now, how did you end up in this castle?” the mare asked to which the fox quickly responded: “I was just... I learned this spell for teleportation from an old tome I found, and I was testing it out when... I ended up here while trying to get back home.” while the fox was explaining herself, Celestia was already looking towards her satchel, that golden glow surrounding it as the alicorn opened her satchel, and pulled the book out of it, bringing it towards herself: “This is the book, I take it?” the mare asked, as the vixen opened her mouth to protest, but thought better of it, her mouth closing again before she just nodded in response. At this point, the fox just didn't want to dig herself even deeper. Just one look at the book's cover, and the alicorn froze for a brief moment, eyes widening as if she had seen a ghost, before her gaze fell back into the vixen's eyes in a stare that seemed to pierce through her soul, and the alicorn sternly asked, with an almost accusatory tone to her voice: “Where did you find this book?” the canid blinked in surprise, but she quickly gave an answer: “There was this old, abandoned tower near some mountains. It wasn't touched in... decades if not centuries. That book was the only thing left that didn't disintegrate at the touch.” the vulpine just watched the mare as her eyes slowly returned to the book quickly skimming it until she found that very spell, and even continued to skim through the book further: “I never thought I would see this again. These ancient spells... no wonder the wards on Canterlot were broken through like this.” the alicorn muttered, almost to herself as she slowly set the book down next to her, before staring into the fox's eyes again: “However, you are still guilty of trespassing on royal grounds, accidentally or not. But...” the alicorn interrupted herself, yawning softly before she continued: “I'm too sleepy to give you a proper sentence, and with that teleportation spell, I don't want to risk you breaking out of the castle dungeons... so for tonight, I will lock you up in my own personal jail.” the mare said, smiling mischievously before her horn glowed with a golden aura, the same aura soon surrounding the vixen, who soon felt herself being lifted up, the fox wriggling faintly before she saw the alicorn's horn glow even brighter as a flash of light covered the fox, the canid closing her eyes.

Plop.

Opening her eyes again, Kyiarnu quickly found herself completely naked, the fox yelping in surprise, her cheeks turning red as she covered herself with her arms and tails, before spotting her clothes in a neat pile next to the alicorn's sofa. As Celestia laid back on her couch and uncovered one of her breasts, she smirked at the cute, flustered vixen, her magic lifting the canid up higher and pulling her closer, guiding the vixen's feet towards her bosom: “W-wait, what are you doing?” the vulpine asked, before her toes are pressed against one of the alicorn's nipples: “Like I just said: I'm sending you to jail. You'll have plenty of time to think about what you've done while I decide what your sentence is going to be.” the mare explained, while the brown fox's toes started to disappear into the alicorn's bust with an audible schluurp, the feeling of that hungry nipple taking in her feet made Kyia shiver while Celestia let out a soft moan, and despite the vixen's squirming in an attempt to escape, the alicorn's magic still held the vixen mostly in place. The alicorn seemed to take her time, shuddering in delight as she felt the fox's feet sluuurk right in, feeding the vixen to her bust as she wriggled and squirmed in resistance, every inch of her fuzzy legs disappearing into the mare's swelling breasts sending a shiver down the white alicorn's spine from the feeling of the fur tickling her nipple. As the canid's legs schoorped in, she could feel her toes being dipped in a warm fluid, before the rest of her feet followed suit, the fox shuddering as she the feeling of wet warmth wash over her feet. While the mare's eyes lidded, the vixen continued to resist as much as she could despite the force of the equine's magic holding her still, feeling her calves slowly shliiirk in, unable to stop the alicorn pushing her in by the centimeter: “You know, resisting arrest is a serious offense. The more you fight me, the longer your sentence is going to be.” Celestia said with a teasing tone while the fox wriggled, the vulpine's knees and thighs slowly adding to the mare's growing bust, which was starting to audibly schluuorsh from the movements within. Once the brown fox's round, soft buttocks met the white alicorn's nipple, Kyia felt that magical hold around her body cease, and despite trying to pull herself out, she only felt herself being pushed in regardless as a hand-shaped mass of that golden aura pushed against her head, with her body dangling from the mare's breast, leaving her up to her waist in that nipple while she tried to wrap her arms around that growing tit, trying to get some kind of leverage: “H-hold on! Can't we talk about this?!” the vixen protested, while the alicorn closed her eyes, just relaxing while the fox continued to disappear into her swelling bust with a soft sliiirk, imprints of the fox's legs showing on both of her breasts.

The alicorn didn't even respond right away, shuddering from the feeling of the vixen squirming inside of her bosom and groaning in bliss: “Oooooo~ too late for that, you're just going to have to get comfortable in there for the night.” she joked, before stretching and sitting up, the fox wriggling as she felt her belly being schuurked into that slowly swelling bust, the vulpine still trying to pull herself out even as her own modest chest met the mare's nipple. Celestia stood up once more, cradling her slooshing bosom, her hands caressing her swelling bust as the vulpine sliirped in bit by bit, soon leaving her up to her shoulders in the mare's chest. Watching as the vixen tried to push against her bosom, the alicorn couldn't help but let out an audible groan of pleasure as one of the fox's hands slipped in, making her arm disappear completely with a lewd SCHLOORK. The aurora-maned mare made her way to her bed as she continued to slowly push the fox inside of her bust with her magic, her hands busy caressing and stroking over those growing breasts, the occasional sound of liquid splooshing within while the fox was reduced to a head and arm poking out of one of her nipples. Kyiarnu squirmed as her vision was quickly framed by that nipple engulfing her head, which was quickly sluuurked into the alicorn's tits, leaving only her arm to be pulled in by Celestia's magic, but even that didn't last much longer as the fox tried to grab at something, anything to try and pull herself out, her wrist, palm, and fingers soon sliiirked inside. The second the alicorn stopped pushing the fox inside, she shivered as the brown fox managed to push her head out, gasping as she writhed and squirmed, making Celestia moan before she just reached over with her hand to shove the vixen's snout back into her breast: “Y-you... Mmmmgh... Just bought yourself a longer sentence, little vixen!” she responded with a smirk, pushing Kyia right back into her bust as both breasts evened out in size, rounding out slightly as well. Lightly shaking her bosom to hear it schluuursh and sploush, the white alicorn used her magic to disrobe before laying down onto her bed, resting her head on her vixen-stuffed bosom as if her chest was a water bed, moaning softly as the brown tri-tail continued to squirm and wriggle, imprints of her body showing on the surface: “Now, get some sleep, Kyiarnu. And may my sister bring you pleasant dreams.” the alicorn whispered as she closed her eyes.

Finding herself completely trapped inside of Celestia, the vixen kept herself above the surface of the ocean of milk she was now soaked in. The warm, creamy fluid coated Kyiarnu from head to toe, dripping from her chin and hair while she felt the alicorn shake her bosom before resting atop of it, the vulpine squirming and wriggling, trying to find a way out, but by the sounds coming from the mare, all she was doing was bringing pleasure to the princess. Darkness surrounding her, the vixen could barely see in front of her face, but the sounds ringing in her ears just made her shudder, constantly reminding her that she had just been stuffed into the mare's body. The heat of her jail cell reminded the fox of a hot spring, and between the soothing warmth and the rhythmic sounds of Celestia's heartbeat and breathing, she began to feel more relaxed somehow, even though her mind screamed at her to find some way to get out, a growing part of her was convincing her to just relax and rest, the fox slowly being lulled to sleep while the alicorn dozed off as well, the mare's arms cradling those milk and vixen filled pillows. Eventually, the vixen couldn't fight it any longer, her heavy eyelids closing shut, and her mind drifting off into a deep sleep.



Hours pass, and the alicorn starts to stir once more, blinking blearily before looking down at her massive bosom, and she simply smiles, her hands rubbing over her chest for a moment, caressing both those swollen breasts and the fox trapped within. Slowly getting out of bed, the equine yawned and stretched out, her bust sloooorshing audibly as her prisoner and the sea of cream filling her bosom jostled and splashed about. Getting clothed once more, the mare walked up to her balcony and looked up into the sky. The moon was already descending, letting the alicorn know her sister was already up and working as well, the stars extinguishing from the sky while Celestia's horn lit up to raise the sun, bringing in the dawn.

Smiling at the sight of her morning, the white mare stretched out again, her wings spreading out as far as they could, her own movement making her bosom jiggle softly. Once that was done, the alicorn made sure to put her clothes on once more, quickly finding that her top was having a hard time containing her bust, which made the alicorn chuckle before she walked out of her room to go have breakfast, not caring who of her servants saw her mammoth mammaries, her hands occasionally cradling her bosom and the sequestered fox as she headed through the castle halls while her prisoner was still asleep.

In the royal dining room, the aurora-maned alicorn got to work serving breakfast, setting each side of the table with a plate with a stack of pancakes decorated with fresh fruit and whipped cream, and a teacup with a matching saucer, a filled teapot set in the center of the table along with a bottle of syrup. Once she was done, she took a seat, carefully making sure that her huge bust didn't knock anything over. While she served herself a cup of tea, another alicorn entered: she had a dark blue coat, her own horn and large, feathery wings matching that same colour; her mane and tail, carrying the colour of the night sky and dotted with stars, flowed softly as if in the wind, and yet, there was nary a breeze; her flanks were adorned with a splotch of night sky black surrounding the image of a white lunar crescent; her eyes a cyan hue. Only slightly shorter and more slender than the white alicorn, she was still taller than the other equines, and she too was wearing some rather regal looking clothing, albeit in much darker colours. She had only recently awakened as well, closing her eyes and yawning before she took her seat and poured herself a cup of tea, not even noticing her sister's titanic tits resting on the table in front of her: “Good morning, Celly.” she said, smiling softly as she filled her cup. “Good morning, Lulu. Did you sleep well?” Celestia responded, before eating a forkful of delicious pancake.

With some faint noises surrounding her, the fox began to wiggle a little bit, groggily opening her eyes, only to remember where she was and what had happened last night. She could hear talking, and even though it was somewhat muffled through the barrier between herself and the outside world, she was able to hear it clearly. “Up until that scream. I got up as soon as I heard it, but by the time I was ready, the guards informed me that they had the situation under control... surprisingly enough.” a voice, unfamiliar to the vixen, spoke. “Ah yes...” Celestia replied, sounding like she had almost forgotten the night before: “...There was a brief issue with someone circumventing the wards with an old teleportation spell.” Celestia replied, the vixen wiggling slightly again as she quickly recognized that voice: “The guards did a fantastic job of capturing the intruder, I must admit. I asked them to bring our uninvited guest to me for questioning as soon as possible.” she added, while the fox shuddered, before she squirmed.

The moment the vulpine started to writhe again, a few imprints of her face showed up on the surface of the alicorn's bosom, at which point the other mare finally noticed her sister's massive bust, leaning back, her eyes widening in surprise: “W-what... what did you do?!” the dark blue alicorn asked: “I locked her up in my own personal prison, of course! I couldn't just send her to the castle dungeons with an ancient teleportation spell to help bust herself out, could I?” the aurora-maned princess replied matter-of-factually, before winking: “She's going to be in there for a while before I send her right along for her sentence.” Celestia continues, patting her bust teasingly before leaning in to whisper to the other mare: “I also wanted to freak out some of the nobles coming to discuss... well, whine about my proposal for tax rate changes. Threaten them with some time in the 'dungeon' if they keep trying to evade taxes.” the other alicorn just glowers at the white pony as she hears this: “Ever the comedian, dear sister.” the starry-maned princess replied, slowly shaking her head and sighing before taking a sip of her tea: “Would you like some milk with that?” Celestia asked jokingly, while lightly bouncing her wriggling bust, to which the other mare nearly gagged on her drink: “No!” she replied quickly.

The two soon finished their breakfast and stood up from the table: “I'll see you later, Lulu.” the white alicorn said, and the other princess nodded in response: “Have a good day, Celly.” But as Celestia left the varanda, she couldn't help but shiver as she felt the vixen squirming again, her bosom slooourshing faintly as a few imprints showed on the surface of her bust: “And how did you sleep, Kyiarnu?” she asked with a chuckle, though she gasped when she was answered with some fierce writhing which almost threw her off balance: “Well! Someone is in a hurry to receive their sentence, aren't they?” the alicorn joked, before caressing her bosom. Each step the alicorn took made her breasts sway to and fro, schoooshing audibly as the fox locked away within was jostled with all that milk within. Even after her breakfast, the white mare felt like she could just have a little something more, and slipping into her bedroom again, she removed her top and cradled her bountiful bosom and licked her lips, before pushing her breasts up, taking one of her nipples into her mouth and suckling on it.

The aurora-maned alicorn's eyes widened as the taste of her milk also carried the flavour of almonds and honey, and she just continued to drink, suckling from her own bust, suckling deeply of her sweet, smooth cream. Before too long however, she felt something against the inside of her bosom, and within moments, something was starting to slide through her nipple as she quickly found a couple of fuzzy vixen toes in her mouth. Smirking softly at this development however, Celestia simply continued to suckle thirstily, feeling the fox's foot enter her maw while she kept her lips locked around her nipple, schluurping up sip after sip of that sweet nectar. Another foot followed, and after a few moments of teasingly suckling on those wriggling toes as if they were decadent hard candies, the alicorn pulled them in further, feeling more and more of the vixen slide out of her tits and into her mouth. The fox's feet were next, and the alicorn gave them a teasing nibble before she drew them closer and closer to her throat, a muffled moan of pleasure coming from the mare as she felt the fox squirming even more inside of her tits, each one of those breasts wiggling with imprints of the vixen's figure.

One powerful, deep, GLRRRKing swallow dragged the fox's toes into her tight, powerful throat, a slight lump forming on her neck as she kept swwlrking the fox down, and as the vixen's legs began to disappear down her gullet, the alicorn shuddered in delight. The tri-tailed ankles soon slid out of that nipple, and Celestia merely continued to hungrily swallow inch by inch, that sweet, delectable taste dancing on her tastebuds, the alicorn happily devouring every single inch of that milk-soaked fox with audible GLNKs and GLRPs. Calves followed, and even as she kept her lips locked around her own breast, she was now sucking out more vixen than milk, her arms supporting her bust, while her hands lightly fondled it, giving any part of the fox that pressed against the inside of her bosom a teasing grope and squeeze. With a lewd SCHLUURP, the brown fox's knees and thighs were but bulges adorning the alicorn's cheeks and neck, and a couple of gulps after that had the three-tailed canid's rump starting to come out of her tit and into her maw, though at this point the mare had to release her nipple, giving a brief window of the outside world between her breast and jaws.

By now, the vixen could feel her feet spilling into Celestia's hot, humid stomach, while her legs were still being squeezed and kneaded by the alicorn's powerful throat. Each wave of peristalsis tugging and pulling the fox's legs further into the mare's hot depths, sending a shiver down the fox's back as she continued to squirm, her hips and rear soon entering Celestia's mouth. With the vixen's hips in her maw, the alicorn gave the fox's round, squeezable ass a playful bit of gnawing, while her tongue slurped and savoured the vixen's nethers, which only made the fox writhe and squirm even harder than before. This was as far as the alicorn went however, and a few more GLURPs and SWLLRKs turned the fox's rump into a big round lump which sank down the mare's neck. With the fox's back and belly entering the alicorn's mouth, Celestia suckled a little bit harder, schluurping the vixen's tails down like mere noodles, and swallowing them down as well, the mare slowly pulled back, and with a lewd schlooorPOP, the fox's shoulders, arms and head were freed from the mare's bosom at long last, the canid panting and shivering once the warmth of the alicorn's chest was replaced with the relatively cold air of the outside world.

The very moment the fox's arms were released, Kyia reached back, wanting to push against the alicorn's shoulders, panting, cheeks red and hot, but Celestia intercepted the vixen's arms, grabbing her wrists, and with a soft grunt, she opened her maw a bit wider, and fed the canid's hands right down her gullet. With her arms trapped to her sides, the vixen just squirmed and wriggled, before she noticed that she was looking at her own reflection as the mare had moved over towards a full length mirror just to watch the many bulges that were showing on her throat and belly, which also gave the vixen a view of her own body being turned into the alicorn's feast. The fox practically squeaked as she felt that tight, powerful throat squeezing over her hips and rump, pulling her down further and further with each passing second. Another few GLRRRKs and SCLURRRPs had the fox up to her bosom in the alicorn's maw, the equine's tongue licking and slurping over the vulpine, while the lumps the fox made of her gullet sank down to add to her growing paunch. Shuddering heavily as she felt that tight, powerful throat constricting her body, and that hot, tight gut squeezing and grinding her feet and legs, the fox gasped and squirmed as a few more GLOURPs turned her modest bust into a gorgeous set of bulges adorning the alicorn's throat: “Unngh... No... Don't... Ahhhn... Stop...” the vixen protested weakly, a faint purr coming from her while her head sank more and more towards that awaiting maw.

The brown fox shivered and panted while feeling every part of her below her neck being squeezed and kneaded by the mare's muscular innards, the hot, tight flesh hugging her form essentially massaging the fox, who just looked like she was trying not to enjoy it as she tried to escape her fate, but Celestia's faint, muffled groans as her tongue glided over every inch of the fox was just one of many signs that the alicorn was loving this. It wasn't long before the vixen's view of the outside world was surrounded by Celestia's blunt, herbivorous teeth, the mare's jaws angled just so the brown vixen could see herself in that mirror, sinking deeper and deeper, slowly disappearing past that gluttonous throat while the mare's tongue continued to slurp over her, grinding against her cheek, taking in as much of that sweet, delicious flavour as she possibly could while saliva pooled at the bottom of the alicorn's mouth before those jaws closed shut, one loud, final GLLRNK reducing the vixen's head to a nicely detailed bulge which slithered down her throat, the alicorn moving a hand over to caress that lump as it sank down between her breasts, which while smaller from a lack of vixen locked away in them were still a couple of cup sizes bigger than normal. Within moments, the alicorn felt the entirety of Kyiarnu's body within her stomach, and sighed in bliss while her hands slid down to caress her rounded, swollen gut.

The brown fox trembled as she curled up within Celestia's stomach along with , the tight, muscular chamber grinding and kneading against her body, with a pool of milk filling the mare's paunch by about a third. The sounds of the alicorn's heartbeat and breathing were stronger than ever, but they were joined by the cacophonous GRGLGRGLGRing and SCHLUUOORSHing for the equine's gut as it churned against the consumed fox. The vixen squirmed and wriggled against the powerful walls of flesh surrounding her, and before too long, she heard the mare sigh contentedly and felt her hands rubbing and stroking over that hugely swollen gut: “Oh my... You're such a treat, Kyiarnu.” Celestia said teasingly: “And if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're starting to enjoy being my prisoner.” the alicorn added jokingly, shivering as she felt the fox squirming and writhing away in her hot, sauna-like stomach, almost feeling pregnant with that big bulge on her belly. The vixen just blushed heavily, panting softly as she felt the walls around her continuing to grind and squeeze her frame, and just thrashed in protest, though she would be lying if some part of her wasn't enjoying it. A few somewhat detailed imprints of the tri-tailed fox's figure showed on the surface of that white-furred gut as she wriggled about, and she just heard the alicorn moaning again: “Mmmmph~ Well I hope you're comfortable in there, because I'm going to have a long day ahead of me.” the alicorn said, smiling before she headed towards her bathroom, that swollen, vixen-stuffed gut swaying from side to side with every step the alicorn took.

Taking off her clothes once again after locking the door behind her, the white mare shivered as her belly wriggled with the constant movement within. Celestia filled the bathtub with warm water before she slowly entered it, trembling as she submerged the more sensitive parts of her body, the alicorn gently starting to clean herself, a soft smile on her face as she could feel the vixen continuing to squirm inside of her belly. Washing her tail and mane, the equine smiled happily before she simply leaned back to soak for a while, just feeling the fox inside of her hot, steamy stomach squirming and writhing, each movement working the tension and stress out of the surrounding flesh: “If you're still trying to escape, you should know that no one has ever gotten out of my prison without my say so.” she teased, giving her belly a playful smack just to jostle the vixen about. Taking some time to relax before a busy day, the alicorn couldn't help but groan and shiver in delight every so often while the vixen locked in her belly squirmed and writhed, with many a GRRROOOUUUN and BLBLBLBLBL coming from that churning and grinding gut, the mare tenderly rubbing and kneading her own paunch, squishing it lightly under her fingers. However, Celestia had meetings to attend to, so after a while, she rinsed herself off and got out of the bathtub, drying herself off with a few towels before she got dressed again and started to make her way to the meeting room, the fox having settled down somewhat in the meantime.



Seated at the end of the table, Celestia did her very, very best to ignore the vixen still writhing within her stomach, her bosom and arms resting atop of the surface. She had spent a few hours in a boring meeting with the nobles, discussing a proposal for tax reform, and trying desperately not to start yelling while they simply bickered and whined over it like spoiled children. All the while her stomach would not stop CHOOOURSHing and GRGLGRGLing audibly while the vulpine locked away in her depths continued to wriggle about. None of the nobles dared to question the racket coming from the princess' belly of course, especially when she started to lick her lips just to creep out those at the meeting, leaning forward to better rest her large bust on that table while underneath, that bulging, swollen gut drooped forward, the fox within still struggling, each movement feeling more like a tender, deep massage which kneaded the stress away. It would be more hours of that belly SNARRRLing and BURBLBRBLing before the meeting would be over, the nobles just leaving without arguing against Celestia's proposition any further, and in fact, accepting it. 

Feeling great about that meeting going better than expected, Celestia returned to the dining room to have lunch, but after finishing that meal, the alicorn princess got a nice big slice of cake, leaning back in her chair somewhat as she began to eat, feeling the fox still wriggling about in her belly. Within the mare, the vixen writhed and wriggled, feeling more food splattering on her as that tight, powerful gut  GROOORRLed all around her, the powerful muscular walls churning and grinding at her body while a clump of thoroughly savoured cake dropped onto her every so often, and getting kneaded into her fur. With a smile on her face and lidded eyes, the equine just continued to enjoy her cake, and while her belly continued to work on the vixen tucked away inside, the alicorn shivered every so often, just letting herself enjoy this moment, eventually finishing her dessert, licking her lips just to catch every last bit of icing still on them before sighing happily, her hands rubbing and patting her belly while it loudly GROOOOURLed and SCHLOOURSHed, as busy as ever as it worked that cake into mush, her SHLUUOOSHing and GRUUGLLRing stomach still practically dancing, before something managed to escape her lips.

BUUUOOORRRRRRP!!!

Celestia immediately blushed heavily, her cheeks getting quite red and hot as she had just let out the loudest belch she had ever had, and looking down at her gut, it was squeezing tighter than ever around the fox. The brown fox could feel every single inch of her own body against the grinding, churning walls of the mare's stomach, that steamy sauna of a chamber BUBLBRBLing louder than ever around her as the equine's gut hugged her body, folds of slick, wet flesh between her toes, between her breasts, and almost rubbing between her legs as well. Feeling just how tightly her belly was squeezing the vixen, the alicorn stood up and shivered heavily: “Getting a bit too tight in there, Kyiarnu?” she asked jokingly, though she was getting concerned for the safety of her prisoner. The vixen quickly responded by grinding herself against the inside of that hot stomach, which made that swollen, bulgy gut quiver, and the somewhat softened groan the canid gave afterwards soothed the mare's worries. Making her way back to her bedroom, Celestia could feel her stomach sway lightly back and forth with every step, along with he fox's continued squirms.

The alicorn was starting to pant as she got into her bedroom again, hands cradling her tight belly as her prisoner was squirming even harder now, and just shuddered while the fox kicked and writhed as much as possible. Celestia rubbed and caressed her stomach, watching her stomach practically dance with the movement within before she spoke: “I guess it's time. Oh, I'm going to miss having you in my belly.” The mare teased, before clearing her throat: “Nevertheless, it is time: Kyiarnu Glenne Anullo... for your crimes against Equestria, I sentence you to one hundred days, banished to my sun.” while she said this, the vixen could feel that stomach squeezing her harder, pushing her down until she began to be fed into a tight tube, that SNARRRLing gut compressing the fox into the alicorn's bowels. While her belly loudly CHOOUUURNed and BRBLBRBLLed around her prisoner, Celestia shuddered, hands rubbing the bulge adorning her belly while the brown fox was subjected to the tightness of the mare's intestines, feeling like she was being swallowed up by a serpent as her entire figure was soon trapped in the tunnel which would lead her to her prison.

While the tri-tailed fox coursed through her bowels, Celestia gasped and groaned. The vixen's movements simply felt better than ever now, each wriggle and squirm sending waves of pleasure through her as the bulges on her belly shifted around. Her hands groping and rubbing every lump the fox made on her body, the alicorn shivered in bliss, not even noticing the passage of time as the vulpine was squeezed through the long, winding passage. What felt like minutes were in fact hours, but the canid would sooner or later find herself being pushed into a slightly wider passage as she got to the final leg of her trip. Feeling that bulge sliding lower and lower, the mare gasped as those foxy lumps started to squirm between her legs, and the sun princess started to rub and caress those bulges in a circular motion: “This... this is your punishment. To be denied my beautiful day, and my sister's gorgeous nights. You will not know of the sky, only of my insides.”  Celestia said, as she shuddered and walked in front of a mirror, the mare shivering heavily as she felt the vixen squirming in her depths. Looking at her reflection, the alicorn turned to her side, not wanting to miss a single moment, but soon the mare started to buck her hips: “Locked away in my sun, where no one has ever escaped from, feeling its mass bearing on you from all sides.” the equine continued, before she gasped, sensing the fox approaching her final destination. With a loud groan, the bulges on her front began to shrink while her thighs and rump began to swell, the alicorn's buttocks growing thick and juicy as the vixen was essentially pumped right into her ass. Celestia's hands moved back there while she watched herself in the mirror, bearing witness to the fox's sealing, shuddering and moaning as her belly shrank down while her rump grew fatter, her fingers quickly squishing her own rear while a silhouette of the vixen's face appeared on her cutie mark, until her belly was once again trim and slender, but her rump and hips now rivaled her bosom in size. Taking a moment to admire her new figure, Celestia panted, feeling the vixen still moving within her depths: “Oh... Oooooh... Have fun in my hips, Kyiarnu.” she said teasingly, giving her ass a playful smack only to feel that fox writhing in all the right ways which made the alicorn shiver in bliss: “K-keep going like that, and you'll earn yourself another couple of days.”

Princess Celestia returned to her duties. While there were those who wondered about the addition to her beauty, there were few who dared to ask, least of all questioning the silhouette on the alicorn's flank. She would however, tease anyone who would attack her kingdom or otherwise start trouble with the idea that the last one to do so was now adorning her hips. And every time the mare sat down, she could feel those vixen-fattened buttocks squish under her, every step she took grinding those cheeks together, not to mention what would sometimes happen if she teased the vixen enough at night, as the fox did end up racking quite a lot of extra days, not that Celestia would complain, as the canid writhing in her rump brought her amazing amounts of pleasure and bliss. She did have to quell the vixen's writhing from time to time, just to make sure the vulpine didn't earn herself too long a sentence.