>You are Anon
>It's been 4 days since Celestia locked herself in her room
>She must really be sick for it to have lasted this long. Normally when either of them get sick it's only for a day.
>Luna was acting weird, too
>Was she sick as well?
>She'd all but stopped letting you scratch her ears or brush her mane
>Maybe she was trying to keep you from catching whatever she has
>You have great friends
>You'd asked Mrs. Lumina if there was something wrong with Celestia, which had gotten you no further than your previous assumption, and if there was anything you could do to help her, which garnered a coughing fit from King Solaris
>You think his food went down the wrong pipe
>Currently you're sitting in your room, staring out your window at the landscape.
>You like doing it from time to time. It's very humbling.
>A knock snaps your attention to your door
"Who is it?"
>"Open this door right now, Anon." comes Luna's grumpy voice
>Strolling over to the door, wondering what's up with her, you throw it open and Luna storms in
"Luna? What's wrong?"
>"I'm worried about Tia.."
>She sounds anxious.
>Oh no. Is her illness is fatal? What if she never gets better? The thoughts make you panic a little, but you try to keep your voice serious
"She'll be fine, Luna. She always is. She's only sick."
>You're not sure if the words of reassurance are for you or for her
>Luna looks at you, eyebrow raised, head tilted slightly. She's.. confused?
"..She is sick, right?"
>"Hm? Oh! Yes! Of course! ehehe.." her voice trails off and you wait for her to continue
>"It's just that I don't think she's taking her.. medicine and I think it'll end up making her..sick for longer"
"How much longer?"
>"Maybe until the end of the week, I can't be too sure."
"Should I go visit her? She might think I'm a mean friend if I don't and every time I've gone to check up on her I managed to go at a time she wasn't there.."
>"No! I mean, uh, no. Mother said it's highly contagious and she doesn't want any more ponies-" you open your mouth to object "-or people sick."
>You drop your argument. There's no sense in arguing with what Mrs. Lumina says.
 
>You are a very filthy and very exhausted Celestia
>You've lost count how many times you'd relieved yourself, even if it's only slight
>You try to ignore that you've only done it to thoughts of Anon. It's not weird! You're just having problems!
>You've only gotten out of bed to eat when your mom delivers food to you
>You haven't had a shower in half a week and you contemplate taking one until you feel the fire in your loins ignite again for the umpteenth time today
>With a sigh you resign yourself to being dirty until you get the chance to shower, opting to pick up the object your mother had left you and try to ease the pain
"Oohhh A-anon~"
 
>You are Luna and you are glad Anon is so stupid sometimes
>You love him to death, but he can be hard to deal with when he's this oblivious. You can't blame him, though because nobody talks to him about mares that much
>You doubt Gleaming Shield or your mom want to have that talk with him, let alone your dad.
>He's convinced Celestia is just sick, but you know otherwise
>Ever since that morning you had seen her open that door, the scent of her musk permeating the room you knew what was happening
>Then you went to talk to her two days later
>She'd smelled Anon on you from when he scratched your ears and you got him to rub your tummy
>She wasn't happy about that and accused you of all sorts of things before you snapped her out of it
>You feel bad for her, it must be tough the first time. You hope your first time isn't as bad as hers, though it probably will be.
>You've just left Anon's room after half-voicing your concerns and you feel much better. You think you'll ask mom how Tia's doing. You're much too afraid to go back into her room after last time
 
>You are Celestia
>It's the 5th night of your estrus and you can't sleep at all
>You're exhausted but your body is keeping you up and every time you move your hind legs it hurts your marehood
>You think you might be overdoing it. Even though you're constantly lubricated you've still managed to rub yourself raw and it stings like nothing else
>After 30 more minutes of shifting around, you finally find a comfortable spot in your bed that's not too soaked and begin to drift off to sleep, thoughts of Anon petting your mane coursing through your head
>Until you hear a scream. It was Anon's voice
>Adrenaline pumps through your veins as you jump out of bed and rocket out of your door, skidding in front of Anon's room
>You feel a niggling thought in the back of your head telling you not to go inside but you ignore it
>Anon is in trouble! There's no way you can sit on the sidelines and ignore him!
>Throwing the doors open you quickly step inside the moonlit room
>Closing the door, you rush over to his distressed form
>The blankets are balled up and tossed aside to the foot of the bed and what few pillows that are left on the bed are nowhere near him
>He's also shaking, but you have a suspicion it's not from the cold
>He keeps mumbling you and your sister's names and you can't watch much more
>Jumping up on the bed, you realize what a horrible idea this really was
>Not only are you right next to Anon, but he's absolutely drenched in sweat and half naked
>If you thought his scent was amazing before, you just found utopia
>You feel your nether lips twitch in desire but you ignore it as best you can. You have a friend to help!
>Biting your lip, you place your hooves on either side of his head and try to jostle him awake
"Anon! Anon wake up! It's just a dream!"
>You do this for almost a minute before you he actually wakes up. Anon is a heavy sleeper if it isn't morning
>With a gasp his body shoots upwards, his face coming into contact with your neck
>Oh it's just like you imagined it yesterday
>Please, oh please let him kiss you or tickle your neck with his tongue
>You'll give anything just to actually feel it
>He's panting and you feel his hot breath sliding over your fur
>You stifle a moan as you feel his chin rub you when he looks up
>His face looks so confused and you try your hardest to keep a lid on it. Anon is not an object for you to use, no matter what.
>"T-tia? What happened, is everything okay?"
>You sit down as you respond like you had done so many times
>Big mistake. You just sat on his thigh
>You wonder if he'd mind it if you grind against hi- No! Get a hold of yourself, Tia! You're above this!
"Y-you were juUUst --hah-- having a nNNnnightm-mare" you manage to get out, as he shifts and repositions his entire body
>Oh you hope he does that again. His slick, strong leg r- Faust Dammit, Tia!
>At this rate he'll feel your, uh, excitement
>Luckily he's only focused on your face for the time being. He catches you bite your lip
>"I thought you were sick and really contagious?"
>Is that what they've told him?
>"Shouldn't you be in your room? You don't have to worry about me, you know"
>As he speaks he brings a hand up to your head
>Yessssss.. You almost squee in excitement as you watch his hand like a predator watches its prey
>You eagerly move your head to meet his hand, eyes rolling into your head as your horn brushes against him. You have to resist using magic to force him into rubbing you right away
>The scratching doesn't start right away and you let out a pathetic whimper before pressing your head further in desperation
>"Celestia, are you okay?"
>You almost respond but at that moment he starts scratching and all your worries disappear
>To be replaced by a burning desire
>You need these hands to scratch and massage every inch of your body. This is amazing
"Mmmmm. Call me Tia, Anon" you almost purr "I just haven't felt you touch my ears in suuch a looonng tiimeee" you're practically moaning the words
>You feel a bump hit your leg but you ignore it. You'll be damned if you take your attention away from this treatment
>He leans back down and you follow suit. These hands aren't going to stop unless you want them to, dammit.
>"Celestia, you don't look so hot.-"
>What?! You're hot! You can be hot for him! Maybe that's the key to getting him!
>"-Are you sure you're okay?"
>You shove your muzzle into the crook of his neck and inhale deeply as he wraps an arm around you and gently rubs your neck
>You won't last much longer, you need this. You need him. Anon can help you make your pain go away, you just have to ask. Surely he won't have a problem with it
>You can see it now, his strong arms pinning you down as he-
>Your lewd thoughts are cut short as his door is slammed open
>"Sister?!"
>Oh what does this harlot want now? Can't she see you're about to get Anon to make you his?
>Snapping your head up you're surprised when you're magically lifted off of Anon. You see a faint blue aura covering your legs and your eyes snap to her horn
"Put me d-"
>Luna is holding your mouth shut so all you can let out are grunts of anger to let her know how you feel
>"Luna, what's wrong?" your poor Anonymous sounds so lost
>"We will talk later, Anon. Celestia should be in her room, not in here with you." comes Luna's sharp reply
>Lies! She just wants him to herself!
>You can't warn Anon of her treachery as you're hoisted through the air and out the door. After a quick walk you're thrown into your room by an angry Luna
>"Celestia what is the matter with you?!"
>What's the matter with you? What's the matter with you?!
>What's the matter with -her-?!
"I was trying to get Anon to help me you harlot! Then you had to burst in and ruin everything!"
>This isn't fair! Your body aches and you were so close to getting the relief you need!
>It isn't fair it isn't fair!
>Your sister's expression goes soft before hardening again
>"Celestia are you even aware of your actions? How do you think Anon would feel? Knowing one of his closest friends used him for a moment's reprieve? Did his feelings even occur to you?!"
>"Is he nothing more than a plaything to you?!"
>That one hit home, and you feel your lust slowly leaving you
>She wheels around and stomps out of your room, your resolve diminishing the whole time, leaving you a shaking mess on the floor
>You're a bad friend and an even worse pony.
>You cried yourself to sleep that night
 
>You are Anon and it's the next day
>Last night you'd had another night terror and Celestia woke you up
>She looked horrible and had that smell clinging to her
>You think that's the smell of her sickness, if that makes any sense
>She was acting really weird last night. She'd even started making weird noises, which made it so that you couldn't use the restroom if you needed to
>You might have to ask the castle's medical ward if there's something wrong with you later on
>Really it seemed like she just wanted you to scratch her ears and the like, something about you not having done so in a while
>It'd only been 5 days, but 5 days without friends sounds pretty boring
>Anyway, Luna had bust in, yelled at her, then took her out of your room
>Needless to say you were confused. Like, really confused.
>Luna came in later on saying that she should have been sleeping and not in your room, or she could have gotten you sick as well
>You feel so bad for Tia and you hope you never have to deal with whatever flu she's got
 
>We Gleaming Shield now
>Today you finally got done with most of the pileup of paperwork at the barracks
>You delegated the rest to your second in command. By delegated you mean forced by means of rank
>That didn't matter now, because you're on your way into the castle to see Anonymous
>It's been about a month since you last saw him, which is a little depressing. He's like the child you'd never had
>You're glad he understands how busy you are, even more so that he's got such good friends in their highnesses
>Running up the stairs, jogging down the various halls, you finally come across where the three troublemaker's rooms are. As you walk past Celestia's door, you stop dead in your tracks
>There's a peculiar smell lingering in the air, one that's oh so familiar to you
>I-.. is that?
>How old is she again?
>Her 14th birthday was a few months ago so.. oh no.
>You hope beyond hope nothing bad has happened as you rush to Anon's room
>Trying not to sound panicked you knock twice and patiently wait
>And you stretch the word patiently
>The door opens up revealing Anon
>He looks alright. Smiling and not shaken up, so that's good, right?
"Hey Anon! How are you?" you ask with a big smile plastered on your face
>Seeing Anon always made your day better, and it was only 1 in the afternoon!
>"Gleaming Shield!" he exclaims as he pulls you into a hug
>He's gotten even bigger since you last saw him, it's ridiculous
>How tall do humans get, you wonder?
"How ya' doin' champ?" you remember your earlier fear "Where's Princess Celestia? Or Princess Luna for that matter?"
>His demeanor becomes less joyous. And he lets you into his room. Oh boy
>Anon sits on his bed before he starts speaking again
>"Celestia's been locked in her room for almost the whole week.-"
>Locked away and it's almost over? Lucky break
"-Luna's been kinda avoiding me, too"
>He looks a little depressed, time to change that.
"Well Celestia's time is almost over and I'm sure Luna has her reasons, so don't be too glum, you hear me?"
>You lightly shove his leg as you jump up onto his bed and sit with him
>Then he looks at you, eyebrow raised mouth slightly frowning
>"Celestia's time?"
>You let out a small chuckle
"Yeah, her time. Her special week? You know"
>His confusion slowly gives way to intrigue
>"..No.. I don't know.. What's so special about this week? Luna and Mrs. Lumina said she was ill."
>Ooohhh crap. You messed up. Big time
"Uhh, yeah that's what I meant! ehehe.. Don't worry Anon, she'll be up and out in no time!"
>You try to appear confident but it doesn't work. Anon can see right through you
>His eyes become glossy then he speaks
>"Gleaming Shield, please.. please don't lie to me. What's wrong with Celestia?"
>Your smile falters and you sigh
>You're going to hate this
 
>You are Anon and you are absolutely shocked
>Gleaming Shield has just finished a 20 minute lecture, you guess you could say, on what's happening to Celestia
>You'd freaked out when she told you she was going through estrus, which is the time when ponies can breed, and her body was being flooded with all sorts of hormones making her think irrationally
>She'd tried to explain that it hurt if they didn't breed or something like that but you'd asked her not to give you too many details about it
>Instead she gave you insight to biological things you'd had no idea about when it came to mares. Apparently they were emotional wrecks the whole time their estrus cycle is happening
>She told you that the first time is always the worst and most mares lock themselves away and try to make it better with masturbation
>When you asked what masturbation was she just blushed harder and told you to ask King Solaris the next time you get him alone
>A lot of the things she said made sense, really and it explains a lot of recent odd behavior
>Anyway, you're sitting on your bed, mouth open, trying to think of something to say while Gleaming Shield sits near you her face a deep scarlet color
"Thanks for, uh, telling.. me that, Gleaming Shield.."
>An awkward smile finds its way onto her face
>"Uh, yeah, hehe.. No problem, Anon."
>She lets out a cough
>"Ahem. Yes, well it was nice seeing you, Anon. I'm sorry you had to hear all that"
"It's okay. I guess I'll see you later?"
>A genuine smile this time
>"Sure thing."
>Welp, time to go find the King.
 
>It's been 3 months since Tia's estrus
>You were all relieved she was back to normal
>For a week and a half she kept telling you how sorry she was
>You'd finally managed to make it clear you understood and you weren't mad or upset with her on the 11th day of being pestered
>She was pretty happy about that
>Luna was back to normal, too
>There was also the matter of your voice
>It's been slowly cracking or cutting out every now and then when you speak for a little under a year, but mostly it was minor and not noticeable
>Now it's unbearably annoying and happens all the time. You're scared you might loose your voice or something
>You also recall asking King Solaris what masturbation was
>He told you what it was after a lot of sputtering and even explained a few other things about stallions, though he said you're not a stallion so it might be different for you.
>Eventually curiosity had gotten the better of you and you tried it
>Best. Thing. Ever
>You didn't have much to work off of but you had slowly been staring more and more at mares over the past two years so you used those mental images to help
>You felt wrong the first couple times. It was like you were betraying your species or something
>It's slowly ceasing to matter much to you
>You think it's weird you only ever finish when you're thinking of Celestia but you don't mind much, she's a beautiful mare
>What she doesn't know won't hurt her, right?
>Right.
>It's totally not weird.
>Earlier today you found yourself completely relaxed sitting in Luna's room hanging out with her and Tia
>Your favorite mares on both sides, the three of you had joked and jabbed at one another until dinner
>Then you came back and got right back into it
>Right now it's late. So late that Luna just fell asleep next to you while you rubbed her ears
>You and Tia both share a giggle fit at Luna's expense
>"We should prank her, Anon!" Celestia's devious whispering floating into your ears
>You try to ignore how good her hot breath on your ear feels
"No, that's mean, Tia. We should leave her alone"
>You're not risking the anger of Luna again, last time she'd almost kicked down your door
>All you did was draw a monocle on her face with make-up
>You stifle a guffaw at the memory
>"Aww, you're no fun, Anon."
>Cute, she's trying to make you guilty with her pout
>You boop her nose
"Not happenin'"
>She lets out a huff of air
>"Fine. Let's do the not fun thing."
"The right thing." you correct her "Besides, I'm plenty fun."
>"Anon, you're more boring than a stick in the mud."
"That's not true and you know it, Tia. You love hanging out with me"
>You don't catch her blush as you gently pick Luna off the floor and carry her to the bed
 
>You are Celestia the Flustered
>Anon is so mean to you sometimes
>What's worse is he's not even aware of it when he does it!
>Stupid human..
>You see him lean over Luna and wish that were you instead of her
>You watch in frustration as he picks her up easily into his strong arms
>You don't know when you started feeling this way about him
>Maybe you always have, maybe it was when he'd finally played with you and had fun
>Maybe it was when you'd laid on him in that bush while playing Hide & Seek
>Or maybe it was during your estrus when your mind was clouded with nothing but thoughts of him
>Everything about him was fascinating
>His teeth, which you had once been afraid of, now hold a certain danger to them that you want to explore
>His eyes, which had once seemed so small, reflect his emotions like crystal pools of green, drawing you in to the point you could spend hours gazing into them
>His hands, which had seemed so alien to you at first, are the sole source of your love of ear scratching and stomach rubbing
>And his muscles, oh his muscles. Even though he doesn't exercise outside of running around they were still well defined and you could feel them ripple with every movement against your coat
>His face, that seemed so odd to you, always held a sincere smile for you
>Even his feet intrigued you. How he stays standing upright on two legs let alone his feet will never cease to amaze you
>With a grunt, Anon brings your sister to his chest and cradles her as he walks to her bed
>You feel a surge of jealousy. That should be you, not her. Luna doesn't even like Anon like that.
>At least, you don't think she does.
>It matters not, you've made up your mind. You're going to try getting closer to Anon, who knows, he might feel the same about you!
>You resist the urge to squeal and clop your hooves together, seeing that Anon has laid your sister down
>"Alright, lets get you to bed, too"
>No! You're not even tired!
"Wait, uh, I'm not tired, can't I just hang out with you until I am?"
>"Celestia. I'm going to sleep, it's like 11 o'clock. You can't exactly hang out with someone who can't even respond."
>Drat! Quick, Tia find an excuse!
"Please? I just don't want to be alone tonight, it's much too cold for that."
>"Seriously? You have fur -and- magic. I have neither and I'm fine. Nice try, Tia."
>No, you need to win this!
"Well then that's all the more reason! I can keep you warm instead!"
>He deadpans. He's not buying it. Darn, you thought you had him.
>"Alright, fine, whatever."
>Your head shoots back up, smile on your face
"Carry me?"
>"Wha- Tia you've got 4 legs. Use them."
>You tack on a pout and you hear him mumble "Dammit, Tia." before he strolls over and picks you up
>As he repositions you in his arms, you forget to keep your tail pressed down and it flops toward the ground
>You let out a yelp and bite your lip when you feel his arm briefly graze against your marehood
>You're so glad you're not in estrus anymore
>"Are you okay? Did my bracelet catch your mane?"
"No no, I'm fine. Just surprised, is all.." you let out a sheepish grin, does he really not know what he just did?
>You sigh inwardly, probably not. You doubt he's ever even seen it before
>You must have been lost pretty deep in thought because the next second you're in his room
>If he were a unicorn you would swear he teleported you
>He places you on the bed and moves to take off his shirt
>You stare intently as he slowly peels it off. It's like he's trying to tease you, but a quick glance to his face shows he's not even paying attention
>He doesn't take his pants off, however as he tosses the shirt onto his nightstand and crawls into the bed
>That's annoying
"Not going to take your pants off? It can't be comfortable sleeping with them on."
>"Hm? Oh, yeah, but I'm going to stay clothed as much as I can if you're going to sleep in here"
>Such a gentlepony. You need to find a way to get them off without making it weird or awkward
"You've slept in the same bed as us multiple times without pants on. What, am I going to judge you for the color of your underwear? Ooh, are they pink?"
>Gaining a devious smile at the end of your jab, he chuckles and dismisses it
>"Fine, just turn away"
>You do
>You hear him fumbling with his pants briefly before they're off and on the nightstand with his shirt
>Turning back you see him readjusting the sheets before turning to his side but it's too late, you saw it.
>You caught a glimpse of a bump in the sheet somewhere below where his midsection is before he turned
>You blush at the implication, but it goes unnoticed in the dark environment
>You crawl your way over to him and press your body into his stomach, half-hoping you feel his excitement press into you
>It doesn't and you're a little saddened by that
>You wrap your wing around him and bury your face into his neck, right under his chin
"Can you rub my ears?"
>You smile and coo as he complies with your request
>You fall asleep there, pressed against your favorite human, reveling in the sensation of his hand rubbing your ear with a smile on your face.
>Today was the best day you've had in a while.