Celestia and Luna Macro Bonanza ( C&L Macro) Chapter 1

Strolling through the streets of your hum drum town was never a huge passion for you, nothing ever happened and, you had to face facts, you were nobody. The wind had more value than you, which did not faze you in the slightest bit somehow. Every day was the same, wake up, work, come home, rinse and repeat until you are six feet under. Excitement is a common need, one that could never possibly be met in an environment such as this grey town. Your life was above average to say the least. Good house, fine paying albeit dead end job, and enough ready to eat frozen food to last ten life times. Even the people didn’t exactly think of you as a pariah, but you knew that having a cynical attitude had negative implications. It was such a small town, and everybody knew everybody. Nobody could keep their noses out of each other’s business.

 

 

Thrill seeking, in your town was sitting around and gazing at the endless blue sky. It was quite depressing that despite having anything you would ever need you were still down in the dumps. Such living conditions were bound to develop negative effects on your mind. Others attempting humour were only met with a snarky smirk and a strong cynical response from you. One of the only activities that could amuse you was watching My Little Pony, not for the bright and vibrant colours. But just to make snappy remarks and to poke holes in the plotline of a child’s show. Some people would say that it is quite a sad way for one to entertain oneself. In reality however, its charm slowly worked its way into your mind.

 

A weekly ritual you made for yourself is to draw a warm bath, and drift away into an hour of pure harmony. It wasn’t much, but it did calm your nerves after being screamed at by your jerk off boss for days on end. Hopping into the bath, it was an extraordinary way to end a damp week. Seconds meld into minutes and minutes into hours, you were fading away into a well-deserved slumber. After what seemed like an eternity of being completely out cold, you woke up.  Somehow the water was still warm and after closer inspection, it now held an actual color, dark auburn. You were still seated, drowsy and above all, thirsty. Curiosity got the better of you, and you took a small sip of the water around you. It tasted exactly like a high quality tea; the aroma of fresh honey and tea leaves relaxed your nostrils.

 

 

 

Whether or not this was a dream mattered little, it was interesting and this development was a tad exciting. Taking full advantage of this pool full of tea, you began to splash around happily. Gathering handfuls of the high class beverage and sensually downing them in a slow gulp. As you took yet another drink of tea, two large white cubes fell from the heavens. Your eyes widened and almost immediately you dove under the surface of tea to protect yourself from the quickly falling building sized squares. The warm ocean was clearly disturbed by this sudden addition of foreign objects. Waves nearly forced you into the depths of the ocean floor, leaving you to drown. Luckily, that was not the case, and you simply ricocheted off of the white walls within the confines of your “Dreamland.” As the tides settled, you were left in the middle of the large body of water. It appeared that you were finally left to soak and relax, but sadly that was not the case.

 

Your pool began to drain as it tilted to the left, the current effortlessly taking you with it. Swimming away proved fruitless, the current was simply too strong. Instead, you were ready to meet your maker and finally wake up. Turning your body towards the force sucking out all of the tea from your pool, you only saw a large pair of white lips guzzling the tea. Nothing could halt the guzzling individual. It’s lips and mouth was oddly familiar, as if you have seen it somewhere before. You were released from the grasp of the waves, only to be greeted by the sound of a heavenly voice conversing with another. “Luna, we simply cannot ignore the upcoming ball being held in the castle.” Spoke the voice. “Sister, don’t you agree that we should step away from all of these unrequired parties and bashes, and put more of our attention on governing the ponies?” Another voice boomed with passion. Belief was stricken from your mind, you were stuck in the tea cup of the two most powerful beings in the show you constantly poked fun at was no god send.

 

 

You glared up at the grinning and calm Princess Celestia, licking her lips. Her cup was almost completely empty, and she knew that. So with a slight chuckle, Celestia downed the puddle of tea you were nearly drowning in. Grabbing the pink walls of the tea cup proved futile, the current was much too strong. It seemed as if you were meant to be drank by Celestia, at least this would give you some sort of thrill before she completely absorbed you into her body.

 

 

Entering her mouth happened in the blink of an eye; you slid right through her smooth lips into her maw. Luckily, most of the tea fell down her throat at a faster pace than you could. Celestia obviously could feel you in her mouth; she began to bounce you up and down with her long, pink tongue. It was as if you were in one of the greatest inflatable castles ever created, Celestia’s saliva was coating you in a heavenly shroud. Darkness was all you would have been able to see, if your eyes weren’t completely covered in Celestia’s mouth slime. Celestia’s tongue was like a raging bull, constantly bucking and attempting to toss you off into the royal absorption abyss. After a fierce battle with her tongue, Celestia had finally gotten the better of you. With a hasty flick, you were sent hurtling to the back of her throat. You were beginning to say your final words, when you spotted your salvation glimmering a few inches away from your face. A light glimmering ever so slightly in the dark, this was your chance, if you didn’t grab on to whatever it was, you’d be Celly chow. You extended your arms towards the surface, hoping with every fiber in your being that you’d establish some sort of a grip. A loud squish was all you heard and your hands were met with even more saliva than you were accustomed to.

 

 

It was her uvula; Celestia’s ultimate uvula was all that was holding you back from an untimely fate. Gooey to the touch, yet somehow comforting was the feeling of it, at least from what you could tell. Forcing your fingers deeper into her uvula, and wrapping your legs around it proved useful, but the lubricated and slippery tower was constantly forcing yourself downward. Lower and lower you went, each time scooting upwards in a vain attempt to buy a little bit of time. Celestia was apparently feeling your fingers and legs clench around her uvula, and began to swallow each second. “Shit clock’s tickin; have to figure out a way to weasel my way out of this mare’s mouth.” You thought anxiously to yourself.  Celestia’s uvula began to wiggle more frantically by the second; she didn’t appear to be letting up any time soon. Thankfully, you were wrong, your grip was waning and it looked like all hope was lost, but the tunnel behind you opened wider than before. “Luna, do I have anything caught in my throat?” Celestia said as her voice shook the uvula to its very foundation, nearly dismounting you.

“Allow me to check, dear sister.” Luna nodded, peering closer into her sister’s mouth. Her eyes began to scan around, seemingly staring right at you with her sapphire eyes. “I cannot really see that much, but I think you should clear your throat just in case.” She continued while backing away from the opening as it quickly shut tight. Saliva dripped down from the top of Celestia’s mouth, blinding you for a moment. You could hear Celestia slightly clear her throat, before letting out a bone shaking cough. The wind dislodged you from the uvula, and sent you aimlessly flailing through the air toward the exit. Clearing your eyes of saliva, you could see the light of day once more. It was all looking up for you, however, lady luck had another plan for you. You finally landed, you weren’t exactly sure where you landed, but you landed. Struggling to get back on your feet, you saw that the ground was a dark and subtle blue. You turned around, your eyes widened, your breath was sucked out of your lungs, and this situation just went from bad to worse. Your view was consumed by the shimmering eyes of whatever you were using as a human helipad. You had landed right on the muzzle of the almighty princess of the night, her eyes angrily staring and inspecting you. This can’t be good.

 

END OF CHAPTER 1