Title:           Shitting on the sun
Author:          FitzAiE
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First Edit:      Tuesday 15th of January 2013 08:19:28 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 15th of January 2013 08:19:28 PM CDT

>After 2 months of careful planning, tonight is the night.
>You’ve held off of shitting for the past 2 days, and your intestines feel as if they were about to burst.
>Standing just outside of the royal castle, you think over your plan, making sure it is fresh in your memory.
>You must not only sneak past the guards, but make sure she does not wake.
>In order to remain stealthy you remove your clothes.
>There you stand, stomach distended, wearing nothing but a pair of knee high yellow striped tube socks and a ski mask.
>The moon has made its way into the sky, signaling your plan to commence.
>Only the muffled sound of your feet connecting with the marble flooring can be heard.
>As you enter a long hallway, you pull the map you had hidden in your tube sock out.
>Down this hall and to the left is a guard station. Going to have to sneak by it.
>You fold the map back up and hide it away for safe keeping.
>As you make it to the corner you look around it and see two lunar guards standing emotionless as ever.
>How are you going to get past these two?
>Your stomach begins to answer that question for you.
>A loud bubbling noise erupts and they look at each other.
>It sounds as if Satan himself was using your asshole as an express exit to this plane of existence.
>A noxious smelling gas fills the air, bringing a tear of joy to your eye.
>The partners look disgusted as they turn and vomit.
>You take your break and rush up a small flight of stairs.
>Looking up ahead, it seems like Luna is out on a night walk.
>Your brain screams “GET YOUR DICK IN THE DIRT” and you drop to the cold floor with a slap.
>She passes into a nearby hallway without incident, and you and your shriveled genitals get off the floor.
>Continuing down the hallway, you take a gander out the window.
>The moon is dominating the sky, glazing the horizon with light, and filling the pathways with color.
>You whip out the map and see that you are close to the target destination.
>Just one more flight of stairs to go.
>You’re so distracted with this plan that you don’t notice two eyes peering around a corner.
 
 
>Why is Anonymous in the castle at this hour? And he’s in the nude as well?
>Oh my, he is tiny.
>You giggle under your breath.
>I think it would be best to see what he is up to… or maybe just watch.
 
 
>You take off down the hall towards the stairs.
>As you begin your ascent, you swear you hear a clopping sound, but disregard it because you are so close already.
>Now there are sure to be guards stationed at her door, so you need a way to get them out of the way… or do you?
>You take the tube sock off your left foot and position it hanging off of your dong.
>Beginning your cool and collected approach to the door the guards block your path.
>”Halt. Anonymous, what is your business here?”
“Oh, you know… She called for me. I think it would be best to let me in… you know how she can get when she is made to wait.”
>He goes full on 1000 yard stare before backing off of the door.
>You open it softly and enter, closing it behind you.
>So close now you can hardly contain your gift.
>You rip the sock off and put it back on your cold foot.
>Inching your way to the bed where the target lay, your sphincter twitches in agony.
>You almost botched it there, good thing your will power is so good.
 
 
>What is Anonymous going to do? Why is he climbing onto her bed?
>He isn’t going to… no he can’t possibly be…
 
 
>You are squatted over the sleeping goddess of the sun, ready to reenact Nagasaki.
>It’s as if there is a clawed animal hiding in your colon, scratching at the breach, snorting foul gas and pushing to escape.
>Straining yourself you begin to huff and puff, grunting lightly, and pushing hard enough to form diamonds.
>You can feel it crowning, exiting in a hot sticky stream.
>The log that is passing onto her must weigh greatly, as you feel you just lost 10 pounds.
>Best part is that it’s still going.
>Crackling and little poots pass by it filling the air.
 
>You’re currently rolling around on the balcony, biting your hoof to keep from bursting into laughter.
>You had no idea Anonymous was this creative.
 
>Cutting off the monster turd, you climb off of the smelly, yet smiling princess.
>You reach up to the mound and get a little on your finger.
>Smiling like a mad man you smear it on her brow and form a brown unibrow.
>Signing it on her chest, you cackle and break for the balcony.
>Wait.. something is moving out there.
>It must die, she can not know you did this.
>You burst through the doors to see none other than the princess of the night rolling on the floor laughing like a maniac.
“Luna?”
>”Oh my dear Anonymous, that was how you say “hysterical”!”
>Shit, you don’t know if this is a good or a bad thing.
“Yeah, great… you don’t plan on telling her do you?”
>”I would never.”
“Good to hear. Hey, could you get me out of here?”
>”Are you kidding me? You’re naked, and you didn’t wipe.”
“You bring up good points. Stay right here, I’ll be back.”
>You jog into her room and grab her tiara.
>Using it like a spoon, you scrape out the residual fecal mater stuck to your cheeks and walk over and place it on her head.
>Taking a mental picture, you jog over to Luna again, dick flapping and slapping against your stomach.”
>Off comes the sock, and onto your junk.
“How about now?”   
>”Climb on, we can wait out the storm.”
>She says that last part with a smile.
>You climb on her back, and hug onto her neck.
>The soft hair feels fantastic on your naked body, but it’s making her feel awkward .
>She flies you over to her balcony and you climb off.
>There you sit and talk about various topic until the sun rises.
>The moon begins to fall over the horizon.
“Sun will be coming up soon.”
>”Yes it will… I can not wait!” Her giddiness apparent.
“Man, I’m hungry. What say we get some popcorn and watch the show?”
>She vanishes for a moment before returning with a tin of popped corn in hand.
>You can see into Celestias room from here.
>The mound of waste has attracted several flies, they are eagerly buzzing around her form, landing from time to time.
>Flies are much bigger here in Equestria, it can be annoying at times, but makes them much easier to hit, and see.
>A bulbous fly lands smack dab on her snout and she swats at her face, sending the winged mammoth fluttering away.
>She stretches out her limbs and yawns, breathing deep in through her nose.
>Halfway through her yawn she stops dead in her tracks.
>She sniffles in a couple of times.
>Those large eyes fly open.
>Locking onto the mound that lay upon her chest her pupils shrink to pin pricks.
>You snatch up a handful of popcorn and throw it into your maw.
>Anything with ears in a 5 mile radius is now on fire.
>The blood curdling scream combined with her royal voice over power you cause you to shake.
>Smiling wide from ear to ear, you reach back for more popped gold, but your hand collides with something
>You look over to the bowl.
>It’s Luna’s hoof, weird why didn’t she just use magic?
>The smile on her face sums it up for you.
>You pull her in and plant a kiss on her waiting lips.
>”IT STAINED MY COAT!”
>The two of you laugh down each other’s throats.
>Today was not a shitty day.