hotsauce's Date with a Princess part 2

I spent the rest of the day falling back into my old ways, browsing the chans, watching redtube videos and playing Minecraft. Despair had gripped me and there was no way I was going to leave my apartment today. Fuck the world outside – without Tia, it had nothing I wanted or cared about.

 

I looked out of my window. The sky was icy blue and the snow lay thick everywhere. The world was frozen, just as it’d been frozen that moment we’d kissed.

 

It was too much. After downing half a bottle of scotch I threw myself in bed to be greeted by fitful sleep and angry dreams that kept me from getting any rest the whole night.

 

Towards morning I finally settled down and fell into a deeper sleep – but what was waiting for me there was worse than that purgatory of half-sleep I’d been languishing in the whole night.

 

I jerked up in bed and looked out the window. It must have been snowing heavily for hours, for the street outside was so covered in snow that I couldn’t make out anything familiar. It was simply a landscape of featureless drifts illuminated by an eerie silver-blue moon. Where were the street lights? And the old warehouse across the street? Surely it couldn’t have snowed so heavily in such a small amount of time that they’d been covered as well?

 

It was then I realized I was dreaming. I sat back on the bed, looking about, surrounded by the hyper-reality of the lucid dream. It was my bedroom alright, but steeped in the fantastic glow of that impossibly-large moon reflected by the snow outside I felt like I was trapped in a cave of frozen crystal.

 

Suddenly a beam of icy blue light came spilling in through the open window, and I blinked at the piercing brightness of it. After my eyes adapted to the glare I looked on in fearful fascination as it started to take on a form, moving and coalescing like a living thing into the shape of a…

 

A horse?

 

It was the shape of a horse, fashioned from pure moonlight and standing maybe six feet high in the centre of my bedroom. I shook my head. Wait, had I got so drunk last night I’d decided doing a tab of acid was a good idea?

 

Now the light began to solidify and darken, just as ice crystalizes when water freezes, and soon there was standing before me a sight that was strange even for something in a dream.

 

I’d thought it was a horse, but the proportions of its body now led me to change my mind. It was a pony, but she looked like no pony I had ever seen before. For one thing, she had a horn in the centre of her forehead and great feathered wings furled against the sides of her body – but stranger still she was dressed in armor made from some dark metal, etched with sigils of glowing silver. Her coat beneath the armor was light blue and whipping about her face and neck as if lifted by an unseen and unfelt breeze  was her mane, a darker shade of the same color spangled with tiny glittering stars. Yet strangest of all were those eyes! Those teal-green eyes that considered me coldly through their long black lashes were not those of an animal – they looked at me with a human intelligence, and with a more-than-human hatred.

 

I was suddenly deathly afraid of this ghostly equine, more afraid than if it had been a hideous tentacled monster that had appeared here in my room, for there darkness behind her eyes, a regal and lethal arrogance and fury that set my heart pumping wildly.

 

And then the pony spoke.

 

“What didst thou do to my sister?” she demanded. Her voice was low and dangerous, shivering with barely controlled anger, and it echoed as if it were passing through a great void of space to reach my ears.

 

“Y.. your sister?” I babbled. “I haven’t done anything! I haven’t even seen another pony for…”

 

The pony’s lips slid away from her teeth in a sneer. “She had taken on a human form, thou simpleminded fool!” She stamped a forehoof and snorted derisively. “Tia! What didst thou do to Tia?”

 

With a sudden, mind-overturning realization I knew who she was. “…Lulu?”

 

The pony stepped back and stared at me as if I’d slapped her in the face. “Only Tia may call me by that name!” she spat. “I am Princess Luna, the Queen of the Night and Mistress of Dreams!” She reared up on her hind legs to her full height, her wings outspread, her teal eyes flashing with imperious rage.

 

I quailed at the intensity in her eyes and scrambled backwards onto the bed. “I didn’t do anything to her! She just ran away, after we…”

 

Luna snorted and tossed her mane wildly. “Enough of this! I did not travel to this wasteland of a universe to become involved into a long-winded discussion with a hairless ape. Steel thyself, human!” and with that she leaped forward and jammed that glowing horn into my skull. I screamed, but in surprise rather than pain; for it wasn’t pain that I was feeling, but the strangest sensation I had ever felt – as if I was being drained. Images flashed through my mind one after the other – not faded sepia memories, but the actual experiences themselves as if they we were being replayed, from the first time I met Tia to the moment I lay down to sleep, drunk, this evening.

 

Then suddenly the flashing in my head ceased, and I saw that the pony Luna had fallen back onto her rump. She was panting deeply, her haunches quivering, and I realized from the sight of the glistening liquid running down her thighs and hind legs that she was in the throws of orgasm.

 

Luna said as she got up unsteadily onto shivering legs. “I am so sorry!” she said – her voice was softer now, and within it I could hear echoes of her older sister’s.  She leaned forward and lifted my face up gently by the chin with her horn. “I believe I may have overreacted. It’s just that… oh, poor, dear Tia!”

 

“Is she alright?” I asked, no longer feeling afraid of this huge vision. Despite her fantastic appearance, I felt I knew Lulu from all the times Celestia had spoken of her, and like her big sister she had a presence that subdued my nervous heart with something that must have been a magical glamour. “Is Tia OK?”

 

Luna looked at me and suddenly a smile sprang onto her face. Despite being a pony, her features reminded me of her sister’s, especially her huge darkly-lashed eyes and that smile shining as bright on her face as the light of a full moon. She was beautiful. “It is all my fault really. It was me who put her up to it.”

 

“The dating site thing?” I asked. If you’d asked me before that moment how it would feel to speak to a being as bizarre as Luna, the Queen of Night and Mistress of Dreams, the last thing I’d have said would have been that it would be just like talking to a person, but that was exactly how it felt. Her face held all the expressiveness of a human’s and she spoke beautiful English. Besides, we were talking about Tia and she was all I really cared about at that moment.

 

Luna nodded and then sighed. “I became so sick of seeing her mope around the castle that I decided to do something. I thought a little adventure in the human world would cheer her up, but I’m afraid I forgot that her idea of fun is a bit different from mine.” She looked me up and down and her lips curled into a mocking smile I didn’t much like. “I never expected she would develop feelings for a human. This certainly complicates matters.”

 

“Wait.” My eyes went wide as the realization that should have struck me straight away finally burst inside my head. “Tia is… like you? A unicorn… a pegasus unicorn?”

 

“An alicorn,” sniffed Luna. “And of course she is. Equestria follows many of the same rules your world does, you know – except for magic, of course.” She clucked her tongue. “The fact you humans can exist without it is truly amazing.”

 

I shook my head. This was a lot of stuff to deal with all at once. “So Tia changed her form into that of a human, but usually she looks just like you?” I asked.

 

Luna looked at me with a mixture of annoyance and amusement. ”Are all humans so slow? Of course she looks like me – except her coat is white, of course, and her rump is a lot bigger.” She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “But don’t tell her that I said that.”

 

“But that’s amazing!” I said. “Tia looked and felt just like a real human woman, down to even the smallest things.”

 

Luna snorted, clearly annoyed by my praise of her big sister. “Tia is not the only one who can change her form!” A spark appeared at the tip of her horn and soon grew into a scintillating point of pure light that spread to cover her whole body, which rapidly shrunk and narrowed until only a short vertical bar was left. This soon coalesced by degrees into the form of a little girl who couldn’t have been more than around ten years old.

 

She was utterly naked.

 

Her boyish body had the mere hinted-at beginnings of hips and the first soft swelling of breasts and her sex was that characterless puffy slit that children have. But her eyes were still those large teal orbs of the nightmare pony and behind their glistening mockery I could sense her laughter at my reaction.

 

“What’s the matter?” asked the girl Luna, stepping towards me. “A little young for you? Well, my body might appear to be so, but within it I am two thousand years old!” She ran her hand across her almost flat chest and she chuckled. “Do you know how many times I’ve had sex? Even after being locked away for a thousand of those years I still had enough love affairs to have learned a thing of two. And unlike dear Tia, that whole thing about wanting to avoid abusing her power never stopped me. I ruined stallion after stallion – after having sex with me, normal mares would do nothing for them. Many took their own lives.”

 

I stood rooted to the spot as she slid her arms around my chest and hugged that exquisite undeveloped body against mine. Her tiny breasts pressed up against the top of my stomach and I tried to stop myself from sliding my hands down along that rock-hard, smooth back of hers to the little round globes of her butt, but I couldn’t. As I squeezed them she slid her hands down the front of my pants, encircled my hardening erection with a tiny hand and began to rub it.

 

“You like that, don’t you, you pervert?” she said softly up at me as she worked her fingers up and down. “You desire nothing more right now than to spear your weapon into this childlike body and rut me so hard that I break in two, don’t you?”

 

I moaned. The sensations pouring through me were maddening! I ran the tips of my fingers down the crack of her butt, over the little ring of her anus and down to the boiling velvet wetness of her hairless pussy – but just as I slid a single fingertip in, she slipped out of my grasp and skipped away, giggling. Then with a nod of her head that point of starlight reappeared in the middle of her forehead and once again her body transmuted into living light, and as soon as it had faded away Luna the pony was again standing before me, tossing her mane and furling those huge wings.

 

Luna trotted up to me and after running her lips over my body and sniffing at me just like a real pony, she stepped back and smirked at my look of stark confusion.

 

“If Tia wasn’t in love with you, I would rut your brains out here and now,” she said, her teal eyes flashing. “Maybe I shall have to look for my own stallion here in the human world – the head of that penis of yours in Tia’s memory! It… well,” she blushed. “It is a little different from the ones we grow back in Equestria. It seemed to hit all sorts of nice places a stallion’s member cannot.”

 

I gaped at her, still wracked with an agony of longing that I had to try very hard to ignore. “Wait. So Equestria. Wait. Is Equestria a-? Wait.” I shook my head. “Where is Equestria exactly?”

 

“An alternate world,” said Luna, looking bored. “Your scientists know all about that quantum stuff so I guess that is all you require by way of explanation. Besides, you shall see it soon enough!”

 

“What? See it?”

 

“You do say ‘what’ and awful lot, don’t you?” sniffed Luna. “I guess the way you write in your electronic mail is far more eloquent than you are in real life. Such a pity.” Then she smiled and stepped towards me. “I am only teasing, by the way. I enjoy teasing.” But then her face took on a look of sudden curiosity. “Has Tia said much about me to you?” she asked.

 

I nodded. “She’s always talking about you.”

 

A bright smile appeared on the blue-coated alicorn’s face. “That makes me so happy!” she said. “I love my big sister very much.” But then it suddenly dropped from her face. “I think I know what all of this is about now. Let us go and try to fix things. It’s getting early anyway and the moon will not lower itself.” She knelt down on all four knees beside the bed. “Get on my back.”

 

I looked at the svelte figure of the goddess pony. Her body was technically that of an animal, sure, but the feminine curves and her way of moving were still extremely alluring. It somehow felt strange to be offered a ride on her back – kind of like if a beautiful girl suddenly got on all fours and asked you to play horsey – and I don’t mean ‘pony style’ horsey either!

 

My trepidation irritated Luna and she snorted. “Oh, just get on! You won’t hurt me.”

 

I was more worried that rubbing against that gorgeous, soft looking coat would give me a hard on, actually. But maybe Luna wouldn’t have minded. I clambered with some difficulty onto her back – it had been a while since I’d ridden a horse, but it quickly came back to me. Of course, Luna was an alicorn rather than a horse so I had to negotiate those great feathered wings, but they actually proved to be a helpful handhold.

 

Once I was sitting astride her I grabbed hold of her mane and with a sweep of those mighty wings that blew my hair into my face we were aloft.

 

I had no idea how we got through the window of my apartment, but it was the dream world after all so I guess such things were a trivial obstacle for the Mistress of Dreams. As I looked down, I saw the snowy blue landscape of dreams streak underneath us, lit by that gibbous moon overhead. It was an amazing ride that made me cry out in exhilaration like a little kid. So this was what riding an alicorn was like!

 

Luna looked back at me as I screamed and hollered and rolled her eyes.

 

“Humans,” she muttered.

 

Our flight through the dreamlands took both forever and no time at all in that strange, timeless world, and soon Luna splayed out her wings and came in for a landing. Below us was a tiny fairytale castle – all minarets and pennants and battlements hanging from the edge of a steep mountain at the end of a great range of them that cut through the patchwork moonlit landscape of farmland and woods and rivers and hills. But it was only tiny from a distance – as it came closer, it became huge, and soon I could make out the tiny ant-like figures of Pegasus guard-ponies stationed along the battlements. This castle was gigantic! It was more a city than the castle it first appeared.

 

Now Luna swept down through two towers towards a tiny courtyard near the centre of the city and we came within inches of both of the structures as we did so. My heart leaped into my throat and I gripped Luna’s mane even harder.

 

She turned back to me and laughed. “I’m teasing you again, I fear. Perhaps I’m just a showpony at heart.”

 

Moments later she landed with a clop of her hooves on the flagstones and straightaway broke into a trot. As we passed under the great arched doorway that loomed ahead of us, the Pegasus guards fell down on one knee and bowed.

 

 “You really are a Princess!” I said, eyes wide.

 

Luna stared back at me mock-imperiously, a smile breaking onto her face. “Well of course I am,” she sniffed.

 

It was the same wherever we went in that massive castle with its high-ceilinged corridors lit by magical torches ensconced every few feet in the stone walls. The guards stepped away and fell onto one knee, eyes glued to the flagstones as we passed by, and before long we were standing outside a great wooden door fixed with hinges of iron and emblazoned with the same symbol of the sun I’d seen everywhere throughout the castle.

“These are Celestia’s quarters,” explained Luna. “She has only left them the past few days to raise and lower the sun.” Her look of concern suddenly changed to a mischievous smirk. “Oh, I simply cannot wait to see her reaction when she sees you!”

 

Luna knelt down and I slid off her back, and then she stepped forward and rapped on the great door with her horn.

 

“Tia, it’s me! Open the door.”

 

A voice from inside the room replied. It was Tia’s, but it was barely audible and was bereft of that sunshiny energy I was so used to hearing in it.

 

“Lulu? I’m… I’m not feeling too well at the moment. Can you come back later?”

 

“But I have a surprise for you!” Luna looked at me with smiling eyes and lifted a forehoof to her lips to smother the sniggering that threatened to explode out of her.

 

“A surprise?” There was the click of a multitude of hidden clockwork pieces ticking over, and then that great door slowly opened up and we stepped inside.

 

It was a huge room, far bigger than I supposed even a princess would require. But the reason for the size was immediately apparent when I saw its occupant.

 

Celestia herself was lying against a bolster pillow on an intricately-patterned rug in front of a roaring fire. She was truly an alicorn just as Luna had said, but where Luna had been large, Celestia was even larger. Her coat was an unblemished pinkish-white and about her graceful arched neck billowed a cyan, blue and purple mane like a living aurora.  She was looking away from us when Luna and I entered the room, gazing at the mighty fire blazing in the fireplace, but now she turned to face us.

 

As soon as I saw her face, I knew there could be no doubt that this was the true form of the Tia I’d fallen in love with. Those huge eyes were the very same I’d gazed into while she was a woman, that exotic violet color offset by long, black lashes. But the area around them was red and puffy, and I knew straight away that she’d been just recently crying.

 

Being as small as I was and standing just behind Luna as we entered, it took Celestia a few moments to notice me, but when she finally did she gasped in shock, her sad eyes going wide.

 

Straight away she squeezed her eyes closed as if to shut out the sight of me. “Why… why did you bring him here, Lulu?” she whispered. “Is… is this another of your pranks?”

 

Luna shook her head. “You know I would never joke about something like that, Tia,” she said softly. “I’m just trying to make things right for you.”

 

Celestia opened her eyes. They were still sad, but now they also flashed with anger. “By bringing a human to Equestria?”

 

“Oh, you!” Luna stomped a forehoof on the floor in obvious frustration. “You are forever running away from happiness! It’s like you’re afraid of being happy!”

 

“That is not true, Lulu,” replied Celestia sternly. “You know our responsibilities! We can’t just throw everything aside and follow our hearts just because…”

 

Luna shook her head. “This has nothing to do with your responsibilities and everything to do with you being afraid to face your true feelings. And you know it. You have ever been this way and it has to stop…”

 

As the two goddesses’ voice grew louder and their argument escalated, I felt suddenly as if I’d become totally invisible. Even without the argument to distract the two of them, I could have easily been lost in that huge room anyway, being so much smaller than both the furniture and the great alicorns themselves. I stood and watched them for a few wide-eyed minutes as they fell deeper and deeper into a spat that I guessed had been going on for centuries, if not longer.

 

But at last their bickering pushed me over the edge. “Stop it!” I shouted, as loud as I could. “Stop your arguing! I want to say something – I’m the one who started this whole thing, anyway.”

 

Celestia’s eyes went wide with shock at my sudden outburst, but Luna’s face broke into a smile. “So the monkey has a backbone!” she chuckled.

 

Celestia glared at her sister, obviously livid at her referring to me as a monkey, but I couldn’t care less about such insults at that moment. I had something important to say, and wild ponies couldn’t have stopped me from saying it.

 

I turned to Luna first of all. “Lulu – I mean, Princess Luna. Thank you for bringing me here to see Celestia, but if you don’t mind I’d like to talk to her for a while on her own.”

 

Luna bowed her head then raised her face up and smiled at me. For once there was no mockery in that smile. “Now I know I made the right decision when I chose your profile,” she said.

 

“We both chose his profile, remember?” Celestia muttered, looking at her sister through narrowed eyes. Then she turned to look at me. My outburst seemed to have pleased her as well, and she smiled – but her eyes still held sadness within them.

 

Luna stopped in the doorway and looked back at the two of us, a gentle, knowing smile playing across her lips. She looked so different now from that nightmarish being that had materialized in my bedroom. She truly was Celestia’s little sister underneath all that mockery and mischievousness.  

 

“I’ll leave you two to it,” she said. “It’s almost morning, but I think I can squeeze a few more hours out of the night without anypony noticing.”

 

Celestia blinked at her in surprise and with a final sly smile her little sister left, closing the door behind her.

 

As soon as we were alone the Princess’s beautiful face furrowed in pain. “Why did you come?” she whispered. “I told you – we can’t ever be together.”

 

“Why not?” I demanded. I’d had a lot of female bullshit to deal with in one day – femal alicorn bullshit –  and I was rapidly losing patience.

 

“As Princess I’m supposed to represent all the Elements of Harmony,” she replied. “And that includes Honesty. But I threw that sacred duty away for selfish reasons, when I lied to you. I… I can’t ever forgive myself for that.”

 

“It’s not you who has to forgive yourself, Tia,” I said. “I was the one you lied to.”

 

Celestia lowered her eyes, ashamed.

 

“And I forgive you,” I said.

 

She lifted her face, her eyes wide in disbelief. “But why?” she whispered.

 

I shrugged. “If you think about it, it was really just a white lie,” I said. “Like if you’d said you were a brunette rather than a blond in your profile.”

 

Celestia laughed, but it wasn’t a happy sound. “I think my lie was a bit more serious than that!”

 

I shook my head. “I don’t think it was,” I said. “It’s you that I fell in love with, Tia, not your body – although you do have an amazing body! And I don’t just mean that human body that you had when we first met.” My eyes passed over the gorgeous feminine curves of her equine form lying on the rug.

 

The Princess dropped her gaze to the floor, suddenly embarrassed by my eyes on her body. “Do… do you really think so?”

 

Did I really think so? When I’d first seen her in her true alicorn form, I was in no doubt that it was the same Tia I’d fallen in love with. When she’d had taken on a human form, it was obviously part of the magic involved that she’d retained her own dominant features – her flawless white skin, her arresting eyes with their long, dark lashes, the regal cast of her cheekbones and her nose, now revealed through the shape of her muzzle, her sleek body with its ultra-feminine curves, especially those hips and that well-rounded rump! They had been so womanly on her human body, and now she was a mare her body retained its tantalising over-ripe sexiness that offset so well the aristocratic look of her face and neck.

 

It was true that her equine additions – her tail and mane with their swirling aurora of colours, the sleekness of her coat, the svelte turn of her legs, each ending in a dainty hoof – made her seem somewhat alien, but when I looked back into those eyes, it was just Tia. The same Tia I’d got drunk with that night in the bar, the same Tia I sang karaoke with, the same Tia I kissed on the embankment that snow-filled night.

 

Celestia lifted her face to look at me. Her ears were adorably turned back in shyness and her eyes glistened with emotion. “Doesn’t – doesn’t this equine body disgust you?” she whispered.

 

I shook my head. “It’s just you in a different form,” I said. “And it’s an absolutely gorgeous one.”

 

“And you’re – you’re not angry that I lied to you?” she asked.

 

“I’m not angry,” I replied. “I understand why you did it. I mean, you’d have stuck out a little in my world in your true form. But I know that everything else you told me is true. Your sister, Equestria, the constant attacks by dragons – everything.”

 

“You don’t... hate me?” she whispered. Her eyes were pleading.

 

“I don’t hate you, Tia,” I said. “I love you,”

 

And at that Celestia cried out in joy. There was a flash of bright light from the tip of her horn and she was suddenly standing right before me, now my own size. She reared up and threw her forehooves around my neck, but when she went to kiss me, she stopped, hesitating, her lips hovering an inch from mine.

 

I didn’t hesitate. Embracing her tightly, I brought my lips against hers and kissed her.

 

What’s it like to kiss a sentient pony Princess from an alternate dimension? What do you imagine it’s like? As I hugged her close, I felt the powerful muscles of her chest against mine – so different from the softness of a human woman’s breasts. But there was a softness of a different kind – her coat was warm and satiny against my bare arms and neck and it shivered with pleasure as we kissed. And the scent of her! It wasn’t perfume she wore but rather some exotic smell given off by her body – she smelled like a warm summer’s day, newly washed linen and a breeze fresh with sea spray and sunshine.

 

As we broke the kiss and stepped back, Celestia looked at me and blushed fiercely. “I… I really missed that,” she said.

 

“Me too,” I said. The taste of her mouth lingered on my lips. “Wait, have you been eating sugar?”

 

Tia nodded, smiling apologetically. “I always eat sugar cubes when I’m feeling unhappy.” She sighed. “I guess it’s a pony thing.”

 

“Humans love sugar too you know,” I said with a laugh. “But maybe not straight in cube form.”

 

Celestia’s eyes grew moist. “I took on a human form to meet you, but there’s still so much I don’t know about humans – and about you.” She leaned her glorious long neck over my shoulder, her breath hot on the back of my neck. “I missed you so much,” she whispered.

 

I slipped my arms around her neck, feeling the softness of her coat under my skin. My lips were close to her ears, which were folded back in happiness and I whispered “Don’t leave me again. I don’t know if I could handle it. I’m crazy for you, Tia. That night you ran away from me felt like it would never end.”

 

She rubbed her cheek against mine. “What is it about you and your words that make me want to rut you?” she muttered.

 

I turned to look at the rug and the roaring fire and smiled. “You know, with Luna looking after things we probably have enough time to... you know.”

 

Celestia smiled shyly. “Do you think we could?”

 

“Definitely,” I said.

 

She lifted a forehoof in front of her face and as her horn started to glow it changed with a flash into a human hand. “Maybe I should change into something a little more comfortable?” she suggested.

 

I shook my head. “I… I’d kind of like to make love to you in your true form.”

 

There was a flash as her hand again became a hoof and Celestia stared at me, incredulous. “You don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable,” she said.

 

My eyes slipped over her divine frame and I smiled. “The only thing uncomfortable is how tight my pants are.”

 

Celestia laughed out loud at my ridiculous joke and I knew then that the last lingering bit of discomfort she had felt at my sudden presence here in her own world had been dispelled. She looked at me sideways, a slight mocking look on her lips that was a shadow of the same look I’d seen on Luna’s face. “Very well then. But do you think you can handle the heat of the sun?”

 

I slid a hand up along her neck and cupped her chin. “It’s a risk I’m willing to take.”

 

Celestia giggled and moved her head against my hand as I caressed her, stroking her muzzle up along to the area behind and beneath her ear. My finger slipped into her mane and I felt that living sheet of light, a strange, tingling softness as if it was alive with electricity.

 

“I… is this hair or light?” I asked. “I’ve never felt anything like it before.”

 

Tia started to lick and nibble my neck, her slightly larger mouth and tongue hot and wet against my skin. “It’s really just hair. There’s so much magical energy in my body that it would be dangerous if it wasn’t regulated, so the light of creation comes out in a steady stream through my mane and tail.” She realized my confusion and chuckled. “I guess it’s an alicorn thing. Does… does it feel weird?”

 

“It feels indescribable,” I said. “Like I’m running my hands through hair and pure light at the same time.”

 

Celestia continued to kiss my neck while her mane billowed out like a sail set aloft by a sudden gust of wind. It wrapped itself around me, sliding across my bare arms and neck in a cosmic caress, and wherever it touched my skin tingled as the magical energy seeped into my body. I groaned in pleasure as my nerves were teased into greater and greater sensitivity. It was like I was being licked all over by an uncountable number of tiny little tongues of electricity.

 

“That’s a neat trick,” I sighed.

 

“And that’s just the beginning,” she murmured.

 

Her horn sparked alive once again with magical energy and I suddenly felt my feet leave the ground as my body was drawn up into the air, surrounded by a corona of purple light. And while I looked down in surprise, I saw the buttons of my shirt pop open, my belt unbuckle and slip out from my pants with a sinuous life of its own and the laces of my shoes untie themselves. It was like I was being unpeeled – first my shirt slipped up and off me as my arms were lifted up by the magical aura, then my shoes and socks slid away and finally my pants were drawn down, leaving me floating there in my underwear.

 

Celestia giggled at the sight of me floating there, almost naked.

 

“Aw c’mon!” I said, mock-angry. “Don’t you Princesses have like a Hippocratic oath or something, not to use your powers to mess with mere mortals?”

 

Celestia nodded, but then she brought a forehoof to her mouth as she giggled again. “Oh, I’m sorry – it’s just that you look so funny!”

 

I frowned, but she’d already turned to canter towards the rug in front of her fireplace, a delighted spring in her hooves. Now that we were both my size her furniture seemed fantastically gigantic, and with the size of her rug its huge bolster pillow it was like a scene from a sultan’s seraglio.

 

With a flick of her horn she brought me flying across the room to her, as if I was hanging on an invisible wire that she was pulling, until I hovered inches from her face.

 

“I’m sorry,” she whispered as I hung there in the air. “I just couldn’t resist. I guess teasing runs in the family. I promise to make it up to you, though.” She leaned forward and kissed me, hard, her tongue slipping into my mouth and meeting mine, and once again I tasted the hot syrupy sweetness of her saliva.

 

As we broke the kiss, I gasped. “I don’t think I mind your teasing,” I said.

 

Celestia let me float back down as she curled up against the bolster pillow in that position you sometimes see ponies resting in: the front half of her body was upright, her forelegs curled up underneath her, and her hind legs and flank were flush with the rug. With a swish of her tail she beckoned to me to come join her, which I did, seating myself in the curve of her lap with my back lying up against her stomach.

 

“Comfortable?” she asked, and I nodded. Heated by the fireplace, her body was gorgeously warm, and her scent surrounded me and made me hotter still. Her wings were folded up against her body, and the soft feathers made a perfect pillow for my head and neck. Meanwhile her tail slid up over my bare skin, setting it alight with that magical caressing she’d introduced me to earlier, while she leaned her beautiful curved neck down and laid her head in my lap.

 

As we lay there together on the rug I stroked the exquisitely soft coat of her neck and ran my fingers through her mane while she sighed and rubbed her face against my thighs.

 

“I love your smell,” she whispered. “It’s making me excited.”

 

“Your scent does the same to me,” I said, and Celestia laughed softly.

 

“I know. You’re already rock hard.”

 

But then I started to squirm with discomfort.

 

“What’s wrong?” she asked, lifting her head off my lap to look at me.

 

“Your nipples are sticking into my back,” I replied.

 

Celestia flushed. “Well, I am pretty excited you know. I guess it’s one thing to make love in a… well, a hotel away from home, and another to do it in your own quarters.”

 

I leaned over so that my right arm was around her neck and lifted my free hand to stroke her face, running my fingers up behind her ears to scratch them. “I’ve got to admit, this is much nicer than that hotel.”

 

“I love it when you scratch me behind the ears,” said Celestia, closing her eyes and sighing.

 

We kissed, and as we did she slipped a forehoof along my neck, down across my chest and into my lap. She let it hover there a moment before sliding it down inside my boxers where she began to stroke my rapidly stiffening erection. Her hooves were incredibly soft and gentle, nothing like a real pony’s hooves, and the one stroking me knew exactly what it was doing. Soon I was groaning madly as I felt precum begin to leak from my dick.

 

After a while Celestia removed her hoof from my pants and brought it up to her lips, where she licked at the stickiness with a dainty tongue. She closed her eyes and smiled, and then getting up from the rug she pushed me gently down so that I was lying on my back with my head against the bolster.

 

“Just lay back and go to sleep,” she said.

 

“Sleep?” I repeated. Was this more teasing?

 

Celestia blushed. “Oh, you know – just act like you’re asleep.”

 

I shrugged at the curious request and closed my eyes, resisting the urge to make loud, fake snoring noises, and the next thing I knew I felt Celestia’s warm breath on my neck. It lingered there for a while before travelled down my chest, where she stopped and licked at my nipples while I squirmed and tried to keep myself from moving too much.

 

“Shhhhhh,” she whispered. I felt her mouth slip down my stomach and then to my thighs, where her lips touched my skin again, wet and hot. She began to plant small butterfly kisses up to my bellybutton and then back down to the top of my underwear, which she took in her teeth and drew down off my hips, letting my now rock-hard dick spring free.

 

Next I felt her pulling my boxers down to my feet, and then her tongue and lips skipped along my legs as she kissed and licked her way back up my body.

 

So Celestia deep down was just like her sister – a big tease! Like most guys I usually prefer it for a woman to get straight down to business, but now, with her doing it, there was an excruciating anticipation that I could at last appreciate. I guess it was because I was in love with her – her every touch set me on fire and left me wanting more. By the time she was back up at my crotch I was squirming and trying hard not to open my eyes.

 

Celestia lifted her head and whispered into my ear. “Go back to sleep, sweetheart,” she said. “You’re just having a dream.” Then I felt her head slip down and moments later she was running her tongue slowly across my hipbone to my balls, which she licked with tiny, infuriating licks for a few moments before she lifted my knees up to my chest with her forehooves. Her tongue slid down from the underside of my balls along my perineum and then to my disbelief she began to lick my ass.

 

I was more than squirming from ticklishness now. It felt as if a tidal wave of semen, already boiling away inside my balls from all the teasing I’d been suffering, was rising up inside me and I teetered on the verge of coming as the Princess rimmed my ass with graceful licks of her tongue. But just when I felt I couldn’t take anymore, she stopped licking and let my legs fall back onto the rug. The next thing I knew her tongue was lapping at the sensitive head of my dick, which by now was spilling out so much pre-cum it felt as if I was already coming.

 

And at long last the teasing ended as Celestia slid her lips down the length of my dick and I gasped in unbearable pleasure as I was engulfed by the warm wetness of her mouth. My whole body had become a network of raw nerves through her exquisite teasing, and her surreptitious game of molestation had got me even further worked up.

 

I brought my hands to her head and helped her to bob up and down on my dick, and soon I was more or less fucking her face, overwhelmed by the need to come and a fiery desire to pay her back for the torture she’d put me through. It was my turn to take charge, so I deemed the game over and opened my eyes.

 

Seeing her gorgeous equine face, with those deep magenta eyes and their long black lashes and that regal muzzle, sliding up and down my dick drew deep moans from me and almost drove me over the edge. My balls tightened and rose up against my body, ready to spew what felt like gallons of angry, hot semen into Celestia’s mouth, but she suddenly slipped me out of her mouth and smiled up at me, licking her lips.

 

“Oh god, not more teasing!” I muttered. My heart was beating like I was having an aneurism and my dick felt suddenly cold and bereft, abandoned to the uncaring air.

 

“You don’t enjoy it?” asked Celestia. She leaned forward and drove her tongue into my mouth and I tasted the saltiness on her lips.

 

I was the one who broke the kiss this time and I shook my head. “I love it – but it’s my turn to do the teasing,” I said. “Get on all fours with the pillow under your chest and stick your rump in the air.”

 

Celestia looked at me quizzically, but she did as she was told. I got up behind her and slid my hands all over those great, round ass cheeks of hers, along the curve of them and up onto the small of her back then down again. I kissed and licked their soft whiteness over and over, feeling the peach-soft fuzz of her coat and the delectable flesh yield and bounce back under my lips. There are few things more delightful than worshipping the female ass and Celestia’s was rounder and more perfect than any mortal human woman could ever hope to have.

 

“Stop! You’re tickling me!” she giggled, swishing her tail in the air. “I can’t stand it!”

 

“That’s the general idea,” I chuckled. But then I thought she’s had enough and I put a hand on either cheek and parted them, kissing the crack, licking down to the pucker of her anus and burying my tongue inside. I slid my tongue in and out of her, squeezing her butt as I did, and Celestia started to pant heavily, sliding her hind legs further apart to allow me unrestricted access to her holiest of holies.

 

“Nopony ever did that to me before you did,” I heard her say, breathless. “I love it when you lick me there.”

 

I could tell – beneath my chin her pussy was a centre of blistering heat and the scent of her excitement was pungent and overpowering – and once again, as my senses were overcome with it, I felt my dick getting harder and harder. Her pheromones truly must have some magical effect on males – and females, as far as I knew – a kind of magical alicorn Viagra carried by her scent.

 

As I licked down from her anus and along her slit, the taste hit me like a spike of ecstasy in the base of my neck that travelled straight down to my crotch, and my hand flew to my dick, stroking it as I burrowed my tongue deep into her pussy. Celestia tasted similar to how she’d tasted when we’d first had sex, but here in Equestria, where her power was stronger, everything seemed to be on a totally different level, and the incredible honey-sweet salt-savouriness of her was easily the most delectable thing I had ever tasted in my life.

 

But with a final supreme effort of will I dragged my tongue out of her and with a series of final licks up and down her slit I slid it down to her clit. It was engorged and hard and as I brought my lips around it and licked up under the hood in hard, coarse licks, Celestia cried out. Her hind legs began to tremble and she pushed her ass closer against my face so I steadied her by encircling my arms around her well-toned thighs and cupped the soft mounds of her breasts, rubbing my palms up and down against those hardening nipples I’d felt against my back earlier.

 

“That’s enough!” Celestia yelped at last, hopping skittishly away from me. When she turned back her face was bright red, her eyes lit by an internal fire. Gone was the Tia who had blushed when I suggest we make love and in her place was Celestia, Princess of Equestria and Goddess of the Sun.

 

“We want you in us. NOW.” Her voice reverberated in the air as if echoing through endless corridors of space and I found myself compelled to fall to my knees, humbled by its power. But then her horn flashed and I was thrown rather than lifted towards the cushion, skidding along the rug before coming to a stop against it.

 

I yelped, rubbing at the rug burn on my naked butt. But I had no time to think about the discomfort as Celestia was already on top of me, pushing me back further with her chest and hungrily kissing my mouth. Her tongue delved down my throat as she rested her forehooves against the cushion on either side of my head and then lowered her dripping haunches down onto my rigid erection.

 

“We know thou preferest pony style, but this time thou shalt do things as we deem fit!” she whispered hoarsely against my neck as she licked my throat. I wasn’t going to struggle – what choice did I have when faced by a being of elemental power? I brought my hands down to her wide butt, placing them against the sun-marks on her flanks, and drew her further down onto me, gasping as I felt the head of my dick part her sticky lips and slide into her.

 

Celestia arched her long neck, her mouth slipping open, her lips drawn back over her teeth and her tongue sticking out as she cried out in bliss. Her face was stricken with an erotic grimace as she lifted herself off me and then drove herself back down with my help, forcing the entire length of my dick up into her. My nails dug into those divine flanks as I helped her, lifting my hips off the rug higher and higher each time, and before long Celestia was crying out at the end of every deep thrust.

 

I was overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations filling my body; my prostate throbbed and my hips began to ache as again and again the Princess slammed her haunches down onto me, as if she was trying to split herself in half on my erection. Her face was no longer that of the benevolent Celestia who’d been so surprised by my appearance at her door; her usual softly smiling beatific expression had been transformed into one of utter abandon. Her lashes were wet with tears, her neck and chest slick with sweat, her eyes squeezed tightly shut while her mouth hung slackly open, a trail of saliva dribbling from the corner as her tongue licked at her lips.

 

I took the opportunity to take control, rolling her sideways so that she was on all fours, finally allowing me the exquisite sight of my dick ploughing in and out between those luscious ass cheeks. I quickened my thrusts, my dick plunging deeper into her now, enveloped by a slickness so hot that I felt as if I really was dipping into the heat of the sun itself. I reached forward and held onto the tips of her great, feathered wings, pulling them so that her ass slammed back against my hips as I fucked her ever harder.

 

There was no turning back now, I knew. No power on Earth or in Equestria would be able to stop me from coming inside her. I felt myself inexorably stepping over that last precipice of pleasure and gasped “I… love... you… Tia!”

 

Then I cried out in mindless ecstasy, and Celestia did too, screaming as she climaxed, her pussy tightening around my plunging and spurting dick as I stabbed myself into her, over and over again, a white flood of pleasure surged up along my spine and exploding inside my head as I came.

 

It was as if I was being burned alive, except there was no pain, only a pleasure so pure it was like a liquid fire that enveloped my entire being. The blinding glare in my eyes intensified as I felt the mortal part of me stripped away with the flesh from my bones, leaving my body transfigured, a skeletal framework of white light, a living network of nerves that felt only overwhelming joy and which had no meaning beyond the part of it buried within the solar Princess’s sex, the part spilling out wave after wave of pure energy into her. And then what little thought was left in me – not that there was a me anymore, but rather just the shadow of a memory – dissolved away and the universe became all white noise, the only thing left being the pulse of my heart beating rapidly in time to the seemingly never-ending waves of broiling semen that I felt myself jetting into the Princess’s voracious womb.

 

When I came to myself again my dick had slipped from her red, wet and quivering opening, and I was still coming, sticky ropes of my semen splattering across her engorged lips and over those gorgeous satiny globes of her ass as Celestia slumped forwards, exhausted, her body trembling with the final waves of her own orgasm, a white flood of our combined juices dripping from inside her onto the rug.

 

I slumped on top of her, the last drops of semen left in my body dribbling from my softening dick, and knew no more.

 

***

 

When I woke up I found that Celestia had returned to her original size; I was encircled by her gorgeous equine body, far softer and more luxurious than any couch could ever be, and her great, noble head was just above my face, considering me with deep emotion in her glistening eyes and a soft smile on her lips.

 

“Is it true?” she asked.

 

“Is what true?” I asked, still groggy.

 

“That you love me?” She blushed and lowered her eyes, and now that she was huge again the effect was beyond adorable.

 

I slid my arms up around her neck, although now they barely fit halfway around her, and kissed her coat. “I love you, Tia.”

 

“I love you too,” she whispered, tears falling from her eyes.

 

I was on the point of turning my attention to kissing that huge mouth of hers when there was a sudden green flash near our heads and a scroll appeared in the air and sat floating there.

 

Celestia clucked her tongue in irritation. With a flash of her horn she took hold of the offending item with her magic and was about to fling it towards the other scrolls already piled in the corner of the room when she sighed and floated it over to herself instead.

 

 “I’m so sorry,” she said. “Twilight’s been sending these for the last hour - I really should see what she wants.”

 

“is it hydras again?” I asked, lying back against her and arching my eyebrows.

 

“Maybe it’s dragons this time!” laughed Celestia. She opened the scroll, scanned it and then, stifling a giggle with a forehoof she began to read it out loud.

 

“’Dear Princess,” read Celestia. “I’ve been sending scrolls to you for the past two hours! Are you alright? It’s already eight o’clock and the sun hasn’t risen yet. Everypony is dreadfully concerned and some are even starting to say that Nightmare Moon has returned! Has something happen ? Is everything OK?

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle.’”

 

“’Is everything OK?’” Celestia sighed and sat back down against the pillow. Then leaning over to me she scooped me up in the huge arch of her neck and drew me close against her gorgeous body. “What do you think?” She snuggled her muzzle into my chest, almost pushing me over in the process. “Would you call this ‘OK’?”

 

I shook my head as I lifted her face up to kiss her smiling mouth.

 

“I’d call it ‘awesome’,” I said.

 

THE END