Explanations of My Very Real Problem (One Shot)

>Day Explanations of My Very Real Problem in Equestria

>Be Anonymous the Scribe

>You are a simple worker in a library high atop the Canterlot commons

>It is your job to both send and receive letters, copy texts, and store sacred manuscripts

>Your employer allows you much free reign as you have been proven to do your job unsupervised

>From time to time, you buy some parchment and ink and commit a sin you never thought you would be guilty of

>You speak, of course, of writing erotica about the denizens you meet in this gleaming city

>You do not know why you do it and you let no one see what you have writ

>Writing is a passion for you, however, so you must write!

>It is another lonely night in the library and you find your work done rather early

>You could sleep and await the morning, but instead, you decide to burn the lantern over a desk

A: Alright, lets see... what will this one be about?

>You chew on the end of your red quill and mutter half whispered ideas to yourself

>A chord strikes in your head and you decide that this one will be about the grey mare you saw delivering today's mail

>Her blonde mane and golden eyes are well visualized in your head

>In your hands, you hold her fate

>Your pen will decide what happens to the little mare and your head will assume what she has always lusted for

>You lay ink on paper in your elegant calligraphic script as your mind boils over with purpose

>You spend the better part of the night writing before you notice you are out of oil for your small lamp

A: So close... if only I had a little more time. I can't just leave this story undone!

>You get up from your seat and creep effortlessly around the room

>You may have spare oil or another lantern laying about

>As you climb the staircase, you find yourself in a small storage room

>You rummage from shelf to shelf and in every drawer with no such luck

>Defeated and a little anxious, you descend into the darkness of your library home

A: Bah! I'll just have to finish it tomorrow night...

>A voice answers from the darkness and you leap out of your skin

>It is the unmistakable voice of your employer!

>You can't see her in the blackness, but you are certain she is standing tall and regal and spreading her large, white wings to further increase her size to you

>You are just happy you can't see her piercing lavender eyes

>They always worry you, as if she can see through you

>As if she knows

C: ... What will you be finishing tomorrow night, Anonymous?

>You stutter and grope around for some furniture to hide near

A: Oh, good evening, Celestia! I, um... I was just getting more oil for my lamp! And... I was thinking... to finish getting oil... tomorrow?

>A silence rings from the room, but you feel Celestia's presence all the same

>You hate when she is quiet almost as much as you hate when she is speaking

C: I see... if you want more oil, I can have somep0ny bring over a few jars for you? Would you like me to send for candles as well?

>She is being nice

>She is never nice without reason

A: I... it's fine. I will pick some up in the morning. No need to stress yourself

>You hear a laughter in the darkness that sends a chill up your spine

C: Anonymous, always the joker! It wouldn't be trouble at all. Tell me, though... should I send the wall-eyed mare to make the delivery in pony?

>Your stomach flips upon itself and your breathing grows heavy

>Did she find your story?

>Did she read it?!

A: I-I don't k-know anyone like t-that, Princess!

C: Oh? But, right here you said, "Her yellow mane parted easily as I ran my hands through it." Surely, you know it quite well?

>You could almost feel the scorn stabbing into you

A: Oh, that? That's nothing! It... it is... is a...

C: A story of one of your fantasies. Not unlike the other hundreds you have written

>Your heart is the loudest thing in the room now

>Your hands feel like lead weights and you can't seem to make enough distance between you and the voice of Celestia

C: I was curious that this particular story involved -you- this time. Usually, you don't include yourself as the 'victim' of a mare's lust

>She chuckles quickly and you feel a gust of air pass you by

>A large object appears in front of you and Celestia's voice is just barely above a whisper

C: Even more interesting about this particular story is what you are doing to this poor mare. "Holding her flank down, I placed my hands on either side of her rump and spread her widely." Anonymous, sodomizing one of my loyal subjects

>You hear a clicking of a tongue on teeth in a disapproving manner

>A soft wing is pressing on you now and you fear that you have truly upset your employer

C: And just look at this line! "Her lush depths squeezed me tightly as my manhood pressed her deeper and deeper. She cried out in a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure as I worked deeper still"

A: I... I'm sorry! I didn't mean too write such things!

>You are nearly in tears and fight to maintain your composure

C: I just don't know about you, Anonymous. I have been reading all of these for some time now and you are growing more and more... vile

>Hot breath blows in your face and you see two lavender orbs glow in the darkness

>A fear clutches your breast like never before and you cannot run nor scream

>You choke on your words as they wriggle past your constricted throat

A: I'm sorry... I'd never hurt a pony... I... oh heavens, spare me...

>Her eyes pin your soul in place as she speaks

C: You are an admirable worker, Anonymous, and not one I would easily replace. I just cannot allow these cruel fantasies invade your head. You are welcome by many in Equestria and it would break my heart to know you took advantage of one of my little p0nies

>You feel her wings encircle you and her horn glows faintly

C: And that is why I shall take it upon myself to make sure you -never- create such visceral writings again

>This is it!

>This is how you die!

>You always had a feeling you would be crushed to death, but at least by a dinosaur or something awesome

>You brace yourself, pray to your makers and await a swift death

>You await a little longer now

>Celestia just stands above you and looks down

>Her form is only slightly taller than your own, but still incredibly imposing

>You open an eye to look up and see her looking back at you with a wide smile

>Her teeth glimmer in the darkness off the faint light from her horn

C: Tell me... do you enjoy the darkness or prefer the light? From what I have read, either is fine by you

>You have no idea how to respond

>You feel a strong hoof stamp the floor beside you

C: Answer your princess, lights on or off?

>You burst with fear and yell

A: Lights off!

>You don't care to see her hoof coming at you before the inky blackness of death takes you away

>You hear another low chuckle and feel Celestia's chest pushing on you

>Her gravity is immense and you feel completely powerless

C: I thought you'd like to see this, but I suppose you -do- have an excellent imagination

>Why is she so cruel?

>Can't she just end you rather than make you think about how horrible it will be?

C: Now, look at me. I want to see your face before I start

>You do as commanded

C: Such a shame... your strange face has waited so long for this

A: My wha-?

>You are silenced nearly immediately by a sudden warmth

>You stand completely still as your mind tries to figure out what has happened

>Celestia's muzzle is upon you and her lips are holding your own mouth carefully

>You feel a powerful, wet tongue forcing its way past your teeth

>It grabs your own tongue and dances easily around your mouth

>This is a strange way to execute someone, you think

>After a near minute, her mouth withdraws

C: Hmm, I suppose all those kissing fantasies you have written are not from experience. No matter, perhaps you haven't exaggerated -all- of these tales

A: C-Celestia... what are you doing?

C: Exactly what you need to stop your silly daydreaming

>You look about as you feel her body press closer to you

C: Do you remember what you wrote in your third piece?

A: Y-yes?

C: Good, fulfill that tale. I want to see just how loyal you are

A: Y-you aren't going to crush me with your hooves when I am there... right?

>You hear a small, sultry laugh

C: That depends how good you perform... I would make haste if I were you. It is not wise nor kind to keep a lady waiting

>This just can't be happening!

>It's too implausible!

>Regardless, you slide under Celesta and reappear behind her flank

A: Alright... here I go...

>You guide your hands up using her strong hind legs

>It doesn't take long to find her sex and you place a hand over it

>The heat coming fro her large body is unlike anything you've ever felt

>You gently spread her with two finger and rub down her marehood with your free hand

>A small pleasing snort erupts from Celestia as you work

>You continue fondling her hot body, growing more daring with each passing moment

C: D-don't forget how t-that story proceeded...

>She pants lightly as you try and think

>You slowly bend to your knees and level your face with her wet snatch

>Even without seeing, her scent is incredibly strong and it is simple for you to reach forward

>You tongue hits her warmth and cause her wide backside to push into your face

>A few more groans of contentment from Celestia help you relax and enjoy your work

>Before you realize, you are making lewd slurping noises off her dripping body

>She tastes like a female for what it's worth, with a hint of something sweeter as an after taste

>You glide your tongue into her folds for the first time and are rewarded with a bit more celestial honey

C: Ah~! You -are- fairly experienced with this, aren't you? Do you r-remember what happened next?

>You can't speak with a mouthful of Celestia, but your mind catches up to her words

>A bit of concern ways on you as she forces you on your back to the floor

>Her large, soft rump pins you and her sweltering sex coats your entire mouth

>She humps a few times, thoroughly soaking your nose and chin

>You wrap your arms around her butt and hold onto her

>A whinny escapes her chest and she uses your tongue for her own entertainment

>It is rather difficult to breathe under all this tush, but you must endure

>It does not take her much longer to reach an orgasm, for better or worse

>He thighs press you painfully into the wooden floor and your mouth overflows with her maregasm

>You choke as you try to swallow it, but another floods you almost immediately

>She lifts herself from you after a short while and coos happily

C: Mmm, yes. Not bad! Your tongue is certainly skilled

>You gargle a hot load of Celestia's enjoyment as you gasp for air

>Your chest burns and your mouth tastes like daffodils, but you recover

C: Do you recall the seventeenth story you wrote?

A: I... I think so... the one about the red Earth stallion and the blue pegasi mare?

C: That's the one!

>You try to think about the details of that tale, but it doesn't ring any bells

>You see a magic glow envelope your trousers and undo the buttons

>A zipping noise confirms her intentions as she lays upon your legs

>Her body is lighter than it looks, however

>She stares up at you with her glowing eyes and her teeth shine

C: Unlike in the story, pulling my mane would be unwise

>You nod, half dead from her previous assault and with little inclination to fight

>You sex is drawn from your boxers and the cool air feels nice

>Celestia hot breath quickly replaces the feeling for something a little more interesting

C: Forgive me for saying so, but this is a bit smaller than I thought...

A: If you plant them, it will grow...

>You smirk to yourself

>Celestia shrugs and you feel her long, hot tongue slither around your entire shaft

>The sensation of a hot mouth again is overwhelming

>You honestly never thought you would get a blowjob since leaving Earth

>Her skilled mouth draws you in with practiced ease

>It is heavenly, to say the least

>You vanish completely into her long muzzle as her tongue wraps further downward and caresses your sack

>If tongues could kill, you'd be dead and buried at this rate

>You feel a suction at the tip of your maleness and hear happy suckling sounds

>You look down only to see those imposing, royal eyes staring up at you

>Celestia watches you, unblinking, as she swallows you whole

>Your toes curl happily and you grunt

A: Celestia... slow down, Ahh~... I'm gonna...

>At your moaning, Celestia speeds up

>You don't bother to argue as your pelvis juts up and you pour your seed into her hot mouth

>Her tongue wraps around you tighter and even squeezes your balls as she forces every ounce of your vitality down her throat

>Without so much as breathing, she devours your liquid love

>Her tongue slowly drags back into her muzzle, making sure to caress the swollen tip of your sex

>She finally releases you and you spasm and shudder

A: So... damn... good...

>Your chest heaves like you've run a mile and your testes ache from being drained so greedily

C: I don't know what to say about the taste... your describe it to be much sweeter... But, at least I can witness your full length. It is much better!

A: I am happy you like it...

C: Now... I believe that should have cleared all the wicked ideas from your head. Thought... we should take steps to ensure you will be harmless for a time

>You feel something warm wrap around the base of your erect shaft

>It appears to be a golden ring, not unlike Celestia's jewelry

C: This should keep you up long enough to finish the task at hoof. Now, let us retire to your bedroom

A: What are we gonna do on the bed?

>You sit up and the floorboards beneath you creak with a light ~pomf noise

>You stumble through the darkness as you follow Celestia

>You throbbing maleness bounces as you walk and you run a finger around the gold ring

>Somehow, it's gripping you just enough to stop you from going down

>The trip is short to your room and Celestia stands near your bed

C: Now, Anonymous... what you just wrote intrigues me. I will allow you to act out this final fantasy with me to get it out of your head for good

A: You want... me... in there?

>You point from your sex to her rump and your eyes widen

C: Yes, but again, this is -only- to remove such wicked thoughts from your head

>You feel a little jittery now at the prospect of this act

>Celestia lays her body on your bed and rolls onto her back

>Her neck cranes up to look at you with her still glowing eyes

C: I am certain this position is pleasing and accessible for both of us. You've wrote about it multiple times as well

A: You know... in the beginning, I was worried you had read just that story I had left on the desk. You may very well be my biggest fan

>Celestia lays her head down on a pillow

C: Fan? How could I be a fan of such perverse literature?

>You crawl between her legs and press your body against her

A: Well, you sound like you've read everything I have ever wrote. It's impressive considering how long I have been writing

>You smirk a little thinking about the whole situation

C: You don't hide your collection very well... I found it when you had only four sheets of paper in that tome of yours

>You sex lays atop of Celestia's warm belly

>You grind very slowly as you enjoy her warmth on you maleness

A: Do you... do you like them?

>She lifts her head to you again and her eyes lock on your own

C: Of course not! Some of the acts you depict are extremely dangerous or degrading! Like the story you wrote about my faithful student being put in bondage and taken from behind. I was shocked to think of my dear Twilight Sparkle in such a way!

A: But... did you enjoy it?

>She lays her head back down and sighs

C: Hurry up and release these pent up urges that are causing you to think so cruelly of my ponies

A: Do you still want me... you know... in this hole?

C: Yes! Just... stop talking about it and get to it!

>In the dark, you can't be sure how her face must be twisting to your rubbing

>Her body doesn't hide anything though as you feel a warmth flow from her sex

>Slowly, you take your manhood and rub it down Celestia's wet slit

>The feeling is glorious and it takes everything you have not to penetrate her

>You don't think she would mind at this point either, but better not to test her patience

>You lay a hand on her belly, just above her sex, and feel something uniquely soft

>A testing pinch confirms that you have her breasts in your hand

>They are delightfully small, in comparison to her side, and you can't help but continue teasing them

>You feel Celestia's back leg kick a bit around you

>She is clearly enjoying whatever you're doing

A: I never noticed ponies had little teats before... it's almost adorable

C: A-Anonymous... s-stop, ooh~, stop squeezing them so hard

>You smile and bend forward

>Celestia stops entirely as she listens for you sound in the dark

>You bring your sharp teeth to her nipple and grind it lightly in your mouth

>She gasps quickly as you put begin to suckle her like a newborn

C: Oh~, not so rough! You're mouth's too hot~!

>Her moaning intensifies as you continue

>You switch from one side to the other and give her little respite

>A hoof rests on your head quickly and you look up

C: Lower...

>You sink down and are once again tongue deep in Celestia

>She coos and sighs happily at your performance is much better

>You slurp away at her, occasionally gripping a delicate fold in your teeth and lightly gnawing at her sensitive parts

>Her body gives into you completely and you feel her heart throb with each pump of her mare juices

>She lays on the bed, panting roughly and ruffling her feathers

>A sudden sharp sting draws your attention to your own sex

>The ring is holding you tightly and everything above it is red and swollen

>You engorged shaft aches with a real need to release

>Celestia moans

C: Oh, yes~! Put it in my royal tush, Anonymous! I need to be filled!

>You slide your shaft down Celestia's slit until you are soaked

>You line up with her warm butt and sink in

>Her body gives in easily and you are touching hip to rump in a moment

C: Ah~, yes... so good...

>You take no time to adjust to her tight, molten backside and begin pounding away in her

>Her juicy sex continues to dribble and leak onto you as you rock her into the bed

>You lay yourself around her body and hold her tightly

>She warps her hooves around you and holds you even tighter

>This feeling is so much more than sex right now and you lose yourself in the passion

>You feel the familiar tightness of an impeding orgasm, but the ring is too tight for you to release

>You whimper as you hump her harder and she loves every smooth, bestial thrust

A: Ahh~... this thing's too tight... can't... cum...

C: So close... harder~!

>You grab her legs and bend her bottom half upwards a bit

>She lets you pound away without remorse and you feel her insides narrow

>It becomes nearly impossible to move as her body clenches up and you hear the sound of a fully sated moan escape into the night

>Celestia's body tenses and she vibrates in place as her orgasm gushes from her

>It drips down her and spills on you

>As if on command, the ring loosens enough for you to finally spill

>You unload into her plump backside with unforgiving fury

>Your own boiling seed rolls back from her tight depths and leaks out onto the both of you

>You finally collapse atop of her soft form and hear her heartbeat

A: Oh... lords...

>You ache like you haven't in months and move your hips slightly

C: Wait! Wait... not yet... stay there a little longer...

>Her eyes close as she rests on her back

>You lay upon her and rest your head on her chest

>The rhythm of her heart drums blissfully in your ears

>You close your eyes and fall asleep

 

>The next morning

>Be Anonymous the Sore Scribe

>You awake in your bed with a smile on your lips

A: Oh, my head... and my balls... what a crazy night that was, huh?

>You feel around

>Your bed only contains you this morning

>You get up and head to the bathroom to clean up

>The gold ring is still wrapped around your sore sex, but is wide enough to allow you to stay limp

>You'll have to ask Celestia to remove next chance you get

>After freshening up, you check the clock to see your duties begin in half an hour

>You open the door and begin to setup work space as a horn sounds

>Celestia and her younger sister arrive at the library today

A: Princess Celestia! Princess Luna! How are you this fine day?

>Celestia looks at you quizzically

C: We are fine, thank you for asking. I have come to retrieve my copy of Labyrinths, Lairs and Living Rooms

>You present her the book happily and move in close to her

>You whisper to keep out of earshot of Luna

A: Thank you for last night, Princess. It was great

>She narrows her brow at you

C: I am... glad you enjoyed copying this text so much?

>You shake your head

A: Not that, the -other- thing

C: Anonymous... are you feeling alright this morning? You seem a little... confused?

>You step away from Celestia

>Why is she playing this game with you?

>You decide not the press her for answers in front of her kin

C: I need you to make a copy of this text for my sister

>Celestia hands you a book with her magic

>The large tome reads Dungeons for Dummies

A: I shall have it in no time!

>You look to Celestia with large eyes

A: You are welcome to pick it up tonight... if you want?

>All attempts at flirting with her seem to fail you

>You see Princess Luna chuckle a bit and you look to her quickly

>As Celestia walks off, Luna approaches

L: Anonymous, thank you for taking the time to copy this book for me

>She looks back to see her sister walking further down the road

L: And, for your information, the wall-eyed mare is known as, "Derpy." In case you want names for further exploits. I'm glad you like the darkness

>She winks at you slyly and walks off

>Her tail lifts and her rear bounces to and fro as she chuckles

>You stand at the doorstep completely confused

>You weren't making love with Celestia last night!

>You must have fallen asleep and Luna influenced your mind

>You think hard for the moment before walking back inside

A: Fucking Luna...