prose: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/238091/gamer-luna

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>Another dark night begins to settle in Canterlot as you put on your familiar guard uniform.
>For during the day, you are simply Anon.
>During the evening, you are the personal guard of the princess of the night.
>Getting the job wasn't nearly as hard as you would have thought.
>You simply needed to know quite a lot about the princess herself.
>It was easy enough to learn about her after you met Luna in a 'Hoof of Duty' game.
>You and the princess pwned all those noobs.
>Since then, learning about the princess became everything to you.
>Reading the papers to try and get a few pictures of her.
>Which was silly, because she sent you one when you simply asked one night.
>Goddamn this mare was beautiful.
>You two had a ton of things in common.
>When you went to the interview, you aced every single question.
>They were almost worried that you were a stalker.
>Silly guards.
>You knew you had to get the horseshoe question incorrect.
>Even if you did know the right answer.
>...
>Okay, maybe you are a little obsessed with the princess, but it wasn't anything harmful.
>Plus everything changed once you two met in person for the first time.
>She knew that you were the only human in Equestria, but didn't know what you might have looked like.
>Who would have thought that such a powerful mare would become so shy and short of words the first time you meet her.
>After that, she asked to have you escort her around the castle and never leave her side.
>Somehow you always managed to make her giggle or pick up her spirits when she felt in the shadow of her sister.
>Maybe one of these days you will have to tell her how you really feel.

>Well, one thing is for sure, it won't be tonight.
>The last two weeks, since the latest Hoof of Duty came out, she has taken off her duties of a princess to hide in her royal quarters.
>Likely playing the game.
>Lucky girl.
>You haven't been able to play with her in months.
>The handful of days that you haven't seen her feels like years.
>Some things just can't be avoided you guess.
>She IS royalty, and you are simply her guard.
>Standing outside her door is a boring job, and the only thing that breaks up the quiet, uneventful shift of doing absolutely nothing is the occasional visit from sunbutt.
>Princess Celestia would stop by a few times during the day to bring a box to Luna, and every time she would leave, her expression would be more and more concerned.
>Oh shit!
>Enough daydreaming.
>Here she comes.
>You stand up as straight as you can for the presence of the princess.
>"At ease Anonymous."
>Relaxing a little bit, you turn to the princess.
"Yes, your majesty. Bringing Luna her things again?"
>"Correct, but I have a request for you."
>You stand up straight again.
"Yes princess. Awaiting orders!"
>She looks at you with a smile.
>"Not an order Anonymous. A request. Not from royalty, but a concerned sister."
>Her words don't do much to help you relax.
>What could she possibly want?
>"I've seen how she talks to you Anonymous. I know my sister very well, and I think if anyone can snap her out of this... state, would be you."
"Her... state?"
>"I believe that it would be the most proper word for it. Yes."
>She levitates the box and places it in your hands.
>Parts of the box are very warm, and other parts are freezing cold.
>"I will dismiss you from your post, if you can simply go in there and try and remind her who she really is."
>You nod your head.
"Of course princess."
>"You and I both know you aren't really doing this for me Anonymous."
>Celestia turns around and begins to return to her throne room.
>It's odd that she doesn't seem that tired.
>It must be from all the time that she took care of the sun and moon all by herself.
>You stand in front of the massive doors with the box in hand.
>As you place a free hand on the door handle, your heart skips a beat for a moment.
>Were you really going to do this?
>This was the room of your love, and she could be in there.
>What if you walked in at a bad moment.
>The scene plays through your head almost automatically.
>"Oh Anon! Don't look! I'm all exposed..."
>The mental image of Luna's marehood enters your mind.
>An image that you made up.
>You aren't that bad of a stalker.
>As you turn the door handle, butterflies enter your stomach, and you close your eyes and step into the room.
>The first thing that hits you... is the smell.
>What happened? It smells like rotting food in here!
>You open your eyes and your jaw hits the floor.
>Dirty clothes, candy wrappers, pizza boxes and empty bottles of Colt-a-Cola are scattered all over the floor.
>Her royal bed lays unkempt with most of the pillows ripped off and blankets half on the floor.
>The curtains are pulled tightly closed, and the only light in the room comes from a small laptop, a television screen, and a few lamps in the back of the room.
>"Just put it on the table Celly. Thanks."
>You begin to walk towards the table sitting in the middle of the bedroom which has similar boxes sitting on it.
>"FUCK! JESUS CHRIST. HOW HARD IS IT TO FUCKING CAPTURE A POINT. YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING WORTHLESS."
>You shudder a little bit and place the box on the table.
>What happened in here?
>Is this what she gets like when she starts gaming?
>That can't be right, you two played all the time... and she never seemed like this.
>You trip on an empty box on the ground.
>The least you could do is help clean up a little bit.
>You grab a few of the empty bottles and throw them into the box.
>"CELLY! I SAID I GOT IT... jeez," She says with an exasperated sigh. "FUCK! NOW I DIED. THANKS."
>She throws the controller on the ground and you can hear it shatter into millions of pieces.
>This wasn't the Luna you knew.
>She would never use this language or have this poor of control over her anger.
>"At least the food is here. I hope they didn't fuck it up this time."
>She stands up and turns around.
>"Did you bri-"
>When she sees you, her eyes light up, then immediately turn to one of regret.
>She jumps out of the light of the television, so that you can barely see her outline.
>"Oh... Anon... I-I thought I instructed you not to enter."
"No... you didn't."
>"Oh..."
"Besides, Celestia wanted me to check on you... to see if you are okay. She said you were acting differently."
>"N-no Anon! I'm fine."
"You didn't sound fine when you thought I was your sister."
>She lowers her head and turns from you.
>"I don't want you seeing me like this..."
"I don't care what you look like, because... because... Iloveyou!"
>The words come out of your mouth faster than you realize what you just said.
>The room goes silent except for the sound of quiet gunfire coming from the television screen.
>"D-do you really mean that?"
>You swallow your doubts and decide it's time to lay it out on the table.
"Yeah. I-I've known for a long time..."
>Take a deep breath.
"I-I haven't been so sure about something before in my life... I-I want you to be my... player two."
>Aw shit.
>You fucking nailed it.
>She sniffs, and you hear her voice begin to break.
>"You wouldn't say that if you saw me right now... Just leave Anon."
"No way Lulu. I know what I'm saying, and I mean it."
>She turns to look at you, and you can see the light blue eyes that fill your heart with joy full of tears.
>"Anon... there is no way that I deserve you..."
>She takes a few cautious steps towards you, but stays in the dark.
>You extend your arms out wide and smile.
"Come here..."
>She leaps towards you and into the light.
>Your heart drops.
>This was not what you expected at all.
>Time seems to slow exponentially so that you can take in each and every grotesque feature.
>Luna easily gained a decent sum of weight since you last seen her.
>She wasn't fat by any means, but she would need to hit the treadmill if she were going to get it all back off.
>Her mane was completely unkempt and hardly resembled the starry night sky that she ruled over.
>It was bunched up into a pony tail that seemed to hang lifelessly off to the side.
>Her face seemed to shine in the little amount of light that filled the room, completely covered in oil.
>You examine the two hooves that are aimed to wrap themselves around you, and see them completely covered in cheese-dust.
>She is wearing a hoodie to keep herself warm in the cold, dark room, that is heavily stained with soda and some other clear fluid.
>For your own sake, you hope that it's mare juices and not drool.
>Yet there is always one major issue with when life slows down.
>It tends to speed up right after.
>Luna dive bombs directly into you and knocks you into the floor, hitting your head on the marble floor.
>As you try to push away the stars that cloud your vision, you feel a set of lips press against yours and a tongue enter your mouth.
>Your senses go on complete overload.
>Maybe it could be the putrid taste of rancid garlic breath in your mouth, or possibly just the smell of a princess that hasn't bathed in a week and a half, but vomit sits at the back of your throat.
>She pulls herself off of your to look into your eyes.
>If it weren't for her beautiful, innocent eyes, you would have swore that this was a completely different mare from the one you loved so dearly.
>"Anon... you have no idea how long I've waited to hear you say that..."
>Words fail you as you look at what she has become.
>"Let us consummate our love on this special occasion."
"... Huh. What?"
>She runs her tongue down your neck as she litters kisses down your chest towards your manhood.
>Maybe if you just close your eyes, then you can imagine the Luna that you love so much.
>You do have to admit, if the hoodie was clean, it would have been a nice touch.
>FUCK! STOP THINKING ABOUT HER GROSS ASS HOODIE AND HOW IT SHOWS OFF HER CHEETO HOOVES.
>You feel your pants unzip, and Excalibur is released from his prison.
>"Oh my... look at this epic loot."
>Did...
>Did she just?
>...
>Okay it was kinda hot.
>Her hoof begins stroking you gently as she begins to suck on your head.
>Damnit Anon, don't look.
>Don't look.
>You glance down at the action, and then immediately regret the decision.
>The sight of your privates completely covered with orange dust is going to haunt you as you shower for months.
>At least it kinda feels good.
>Just don't breathe.
>God damn it.
>The smell of stale pizza is just too much to bear, and it's stopping you from going any farther.

"Luna... would we be able to go to..."
>You motion your head towards the bed with more worries about if you would regret this decision.
>Luna squees hard.
>Goddamn she can be cute.
>"Of course Anon... I'm ready for you to take me..."
>You stand up, and put every ounce of strength you have into not looking at your cheese covered crotch.
>She hops on the bed and prepares herself for some missionary.
>Maybe if you put on the charm, you can salvage this.
>You move to the end of the bed and put on the best bedroom eyes you can.
>As you crawl up to your little piece of heaven, she begins to blush.
>Nearing her nethers, you think maybe that some good ol' fashioned foreplay could really make her night.
>You bring your face close and smell the most revolting scent of raw fish you've breathed in your life.
>Nope.
>Continuing to crawl up towards the princess of the night, you can see the visual disappointment on her face.
>Fuck.
>You bite the zipper of her hoodie and pull it back down towards her marehood.
>"Oh Anon... such a tease..."
>The hoodie slowly comes off, which is probably the sexiest thing you've seen all night, if it weren't for the food crumbs that were filling the bed.
>As you return face to face with the final boss, you notice something about the battlefield that you didn't notice before.
>Stains on the bed.
>Stains everywhere.
"Uh... Lulu... these stains."
>She blushes and looks away.
>"It's been lonely... and with you right outside..."
>You gulp.
>Just eat it like a chili pepper.
>Fast, then cry about it later.
>You begin to lick her winking clit and your mouth is filled with the taste of rotten milk and pennies.
>As you dilute it with saliva, it becomes NOT the worst thing in the world.
>Her pants and moans are better than you could have imagined in your dreams.
>If you keep your eyes closed, this is absolutely fantastic.
>Finally, after the longest 15 minutes of your life, she pants out.
>"Oh Anon! I'm so close! Take me now!"
>Instinctively, with your eyes close, you plunge your member deep inside of her.
>Thrusting as hard as you can, your mind clears of thoughts as sex takes over you.
>Her tongue re-enters your mouth, but you push past the taste.
>Nothing is going to ruin your mental picture now.
>Not when you are so close.
>You are SO close.
"Luna! I'm cumming!"
>"Cum for me Anon! Cum inside me!"
>You shoot your juices inside of her, as you feel her tighten hard around your member.
>The two of you lose yourselves inside of each others embrace.
>"Mmmm... Anon... I love you."
"I love you too Lulu."
>You pull out of her and collapse on her bed.
>She sits up and gives new attention to your member.
>Luna begins to clean you with her tongue, when she giggles.
>Oh shit... that's right.
>You look down at her.
"Whassup."
>You see her take one long lick up your shaft, and then looks at you dead in the eye.
>"Dangerously Cheesy."